We were taking a bus downtown when Lucca excitedly exlaimed "Mom, Christmas!" I turned to see what he was looking at and I saw a man in a red puffy coat with a long white beard. By the time I processed what he was thinking, he yelled "Mom, Santa!" I quietly turned to him and whispered, "does that look like Santa?" Once again, he yelled "NO! Its IS Santa!" It was so cute.
Then the next day we saw a homeless man with a white beard walking down the street and again, "Mom, Santa". As well as the guy who took my film to process at Moon photo, who was a good sport about it by saying he was Santa's cousin. I wonder how many other times we'll see Santa before Christmas.
We're off this morning to Salt Lake. Merry Christmas everyone!
Lucca's been into pony tails lately. He likes them directly on top of his head...this is right after he pulled one out.

































Look how he hunches over. It's hilarious to watch him on this because he totally crouches over the handle bars like the wicked witch. He also learned from somewhere "Outta my way, comin' through". 




Eventually it was boring so we looked at the ducks instead.









































































