The day after Christmas is almost just as fun. Aunt Becky and I played in our matching pjs, mom tried to get me to eat a banana again, and I played with my new toys. I’ve found a favorite (for today at least). My Great Uncle Gregory’s pride and joy was his truck, now I have one of my own. He was a strong, dependable, and kind man, I hope I can live up to his name. I guess we already have loving trucks in common. My truck is super fun to push the buttons to hear all the sounds and it helps me stand. Miss everyone and hope to see you soon!