Pictures only Katie will care about

I'm sure Katie is the only person who will find this blog post interesting, but since she makes up 25% of my blog readership, I figured it wouldn't be unreasonable for me to post the story of another Mahoney family Christmas.

Things really got going Friday night with my Jewish mother's favorite part of the holiday season: decorating the tree, my father's favorite part of the holiday season: playing his Patsy Cline CD, and my favorite part of the holiday season: Santa eating Santa.  The Santas were originally gifts to Katie and I from our grandparents.  They were designed to have candy in their stomach.  By the time we got them, the candy was gone.  I did the only logical thing.

Yo dawg, I herd you like Santa...

The tree was looking pretty good, though a little sparse.  When we were finished, we started looking all over the house for the missing box of ornaments, before we vaguely remembered that we had sent some ornaments to Katie last year.

And, of course, we couldn't have a tree without Fred on top.  This year he added a cello to his collection.

By Christmas morning, the bottom of the tree was overflowing with presents...

The rest of Christmas day was very nice.  We opened presents, went for long walks, ate way too much turkey, and special guest Jew (and former Brown fencer) Jeremy Adler joined us to light the menorah.

Monday, my father and I drove to Albany to visit assorted family members.  The highlight of the visit was, of course, the oversized, novelty box of chocolates my uncle gave us as a present.

I'm not smiling nearly as much as I should be in that picture.

Perhaps my next blog post will have most substance and fewer pictures.  Especially since these pictures look pretty much identical to last year's Christmas.  We don't like change in this household.