the life of baby jude

Woodstock, NY is the cute, artsy town where Mama grew up. Every year on Christmas Eve, Santa makes a grand entrance right as it gets dark. Santa has a very busy night ahead of him, so I think it's very cool that he comes to Woodstock before handing out all of his toys. Mama was very excited to take me this year. I sat on Peepa's shoulders, just as Mama used to when I was her age. It was a crappy night and we got rained on. But it was worth it. Mama was so engrossed in catching up with Auntie Marilyn that she didn't take many pictures. But I think you can tell by the look on my face that it was pretty transfixing.

Santa came in with a band (remember when I went to see Uncle Rock last January? He was there... with Santa... can you believe it?!?!?) that was playing rocky Christmas tunes. It was very fun and exciting, if not wet and cold. Mama says that it's really Christmas once Santa comes to "the green."