Here's the team on Superbowl Sunday, 2007.

To Eliot A

well you're something aren't you?
sure know what you want
you express and you love
and impress all your thoughts

mostly you're happy
shown by your shy smile
but somtimes you're angry
screams heard for a mile

don't know much about you
only that you are free
from the smallest delusions
you're raw possibility

i adore to wonder
what you will become
an inventor, dissentor, leader of the free world
and then some

it's already happenting
before my eyes
at eight months your head's up
scanning the skies

your strength is becoming
from your legs to your neck

may your ship sail straight, Eli
on the shoals never wreck

-gasp-

Ahhhh. The Perks of Adulthood. One picks your nose while the other farts on your leg.

Good things come in many packages. This was the scene at our house 5AM Christmas morning. I was waiting up, too excited to sleep.

These are home made. Almost sensual, don't you agree?

SOMEBODY was ready for Christmas Way Early. I guess Santa needed a little extra help so Eliot signed up as an elf...