Sander’s first Christmas was spent in Sebastopol with his Grandparents and Aunt and Uncle. Sander got all dressed up in his first sweater vest and button down shirt. He made it through all of the readings at church until the organ player woke him up with a spirited tune. Christmas morning his Aunt enjoyed open all of his presents since Sander has not mastered the art of grabbing paper. I am sure it won’t be long now. It was a fun and relaxing trip aside from the one night where the power went all and all went dark with Kim standing in the middle of the office holding Sander, unable to see the crib. Her soft cries for help were answered by Sander’s Grandpa as he brought in a flash light. Some might call him rudolph.