Love,
Court, Max & Ryan
Ryan has 4 teeth on top now and two on the bottom, as the drool on his chin might indicate.
Ryan was shocked when his new Elmo phone really worked....his other three post-mom / dad cell phones are not so interactive without the batteries in them.
Our Christmas angel.
I think this is our first picture of just the two of us since Ryan was born.
About 2 hours of Christmas day were spent pushing, pulling, and dragging Ryan's new pimped out red wagon from Uncle Eric and Aunt Kirstyn. It even has seat belts, cup holders and in seat storage.

Christmas day we hosted my family and Max's mom, Nora, for our first "Kerry Family Christmas." Not as chaotic as Chevy Chase's and no exploding turkeys. Everything went just great and was edible.
Ryan in his Christmas duds.
Ryan also loved his new fire truck from Grandpa and Grandma Patti. It went great with the fireman book Max got him.
He finally figured out how to open a package...Here he revealed a new trike from Papa and Grandma Cheryle.
Grandma Cheryle could not resist the slippers. Hilarious.
It is official. Ryan is my child. Here he is DEVOURING Grandma Nora's homemade chicken parmigiana.
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