We visited Santa at the Museum of Flight this year. Sam said he wanted “toys”, and Santa asked if a Barbie doll would be alright. There was a lot of laughter, but Santa never did get Sam to say what he wants for Christmas.

I’m playing piano again, and Sam has decided that he’d like to learn. He told me that he’d like his first piece to be the Prelude I’m working on, but he agreed to settle for this:

We baked our own gingerbread houses last year, and Sam decided that we needed to stretch ourselves a bit and make a really big one in 2017. Here it is!

Covered in vines

Sam made a stove, table, chairs, and Christmas tree for the inside

He was supposed to be sleeping, but he made this instead. It’s hard to get mad about it.