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Sammy loves to dance since he’s been training at his daycare for a Christmas show, which will be tomorrow. Melissa and I figured out something was up back in early November when Sam would start dancing to the music from his toys.  He would just bust out some moves we had never taught him or seen him do elsewhere. It was really fun to see him go and was a genuine surprise to us… One of those special moments you can’t plan for. Well, I finally managed to catch Sam in the act last weekend at my parents.  My Dad, a Christmas junkie, has a singing snowman that belts out Jingle Bells with accompaniment from his dog.  You start the thing by pressing the snowman’s hand and the good times start. Sam figured this out quickly enough, and once the power to command was in his hands, there was no stopping him! Dance Sammy dance!!!

You may have noticed the speakers on the singing toy start screeching some static, that’s because Sam played it so often, the speakers are starting to suffer some wear and tear! Go Sammy go! Wrecking Granpa’s Xmas toys!!! So Sam is told to put the toy back, which is where he brings it towards the end of the vid… right back where he found it! Also notice Sam almost losing control in his spinning and getting dangerously close to the village that took me six hours to set up!

Have a great weekend folks!

Sam and I were alone together in the house last week, which might be cause for alarm as we do some pretty cooky things when Mom’s out.    While feeding Sammy-boy his supper, I noticed he was in a giggling mood. Everything I did, he would giggle.  So, naturally, like any concerned parent, I checked his milk and food for any traces of wacky tabacky, but no, it was clean. I guess he was just in a funny mood, which is not odd for him, just surprising at that time because when he’s eating, it’s usually all business until he’s full.

The setup is pretty simple, Sam’s in his high-chair and I’m jumping out from behind a wall while making funny faces and noises I don’t do when Mom’s around Enjoy! Oh and pardon my big arse at the end of the clip.

Keep laughing people! Blog ya soon!

This past Friday, I took the day off work to get a great many things done around the house, but one important item on our list wasn’t anywhere near our home. We headed for the North Pole! That was our destination on that mild, end of November afternoon. We were headed for Santa‘s hideout… or house… or castle… or Elf sweatshop or whatever you want to call it. We were going there to get Sam some of his first face to beard time with the jolly fat guy. Hopefully, this being THE Santa, there would not be too much of a long line up to see him. I mean considering I’ve been an angel all my life we should get in pronto!

Well, it being the beginning of the season and the fact that it was an early Friday afternoon, there was only 2 little brats ahead of us in line! Good for Sammy-boy and good for us as those horror stories of long waits and fussy, whiny kids with their mal-odorant, numb-headed parents would pass us by for this year. When I saw that puny excuse for a line, I kicked Sam’s stroller into a two wheeled, accelerating arrow of death! I blew through the crowd of wandering, credit strapped consumers, making a B-line right for spot #3 in the line. I’m pleased to say my driving skills may just be unmatched in the stroller controller department. Got there with minor casualties: I hit two emo teens, the lady behind the information booth and an old guy with a walker. I admit to some degree of discrimination in this matter, however, as I did hit one of those three on purpose, but I’ll let you figure out who.

I park Sam’ stroller and peel, yes peel (I stroll fast remember?!) Sam from the seal into his mother’s arms as I reach to get the video camera ready. Just doing these simple tasks has dwindled the line down by one. Second place! Not bad for eight second of waiting! Just then, we turn around and an elf lets us scrutinize the photo package “deals” they were “happy” to provide us with. We ended up choosing the 8 picture for 30$ “deal”. It seemed like the lesser of the five evils, but I’m sure my pooch got screwed on that decision anyways.

Finally, after the wallet raping had ceased, it was Sam’s turn on Santa‘s ever-richer-by-the-photo lap. At least we knew Sam would have a comfortable seat, cause Santa had just finished stuffing his pockets with a thick roll of twenties from the lunch crowd photo sessions. You saw the pic above, but check out the video below for the whole story… Samuel’s quadruple take is classic…

Enjoy & thanks for reading!