

May you grow up to be righteous, May you grow up to be true, May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, Stand upright and be strong, May you stay forever young. - Bob Dylan


Part of the tradition is pretending to "puke" when we do the filling (Thea knows she wasn't born into a normal family). I like her expression when her uncle Chris pretends to do this. 
We had a blast in NJ and went into the city to see the window displays at Saks Fifth Avenue and the tree in Rockerfeller plaza (which wasn't lit yet). She enjoed the subway ride and followed my every move. Here is a photo of her crossing her legs like her mommy.

