Christmas BOT

We walked over to our neighbor's house for Christmas dinner last night, and it was a wonderful antidote to my cabin fever. Food and friends were great, and TwoBoo settled down after being cranky most of the day. The Boy was mostly bored, of course, being the second-youngest guest. But then he got three M&M's, made friends with the neighbor's dog, and ran around like mad with The Husband for about 15 minutes. So he was happy.

As we got ready to leave, the Bluebird of Testosterone made a quick visit. Check out the exchange between The Husband and The Boy while zipping up The Boy's jacket:

The Husband - Do you need help?
The Boy - No thank you, I can handle anything.