February 28, 2010

A Christmas seemingly long ago

Several weeks (or months) ago, Jack enjoyed his first relatively sentient Christmas. His Indiana grandparents paid him a visit, and he thought highly of their hotel room.

Jack's first task: Secure the remote.

Then get the dogs to stop barking.

Next, time to entertain by reading aloud a few passages from the travel magazine.

And before leaving, Jack likes to tip his cap to acknowledge the hospitality.

Once home, Jack had some stuff to hide.

And a neighborhood to patrol.

Lest the folks doubt his vigilance.

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