Christmas Stroll

Our annual Christmas stroll was last night. It had been pretty cold all day, about 11 degrees for the high, but the event was very well attended. We walked from the house with Henry in the backpack wearing enough clothes that the elements wouldn't dare intrude. We dined on fry bread, pizza, cookies, hot chocolate and cider.
Henry loved it. Being up at eye level with everyone else and so much to see, he was in heaven. The only person who could get him to snap out of his data gathering trance was Madigan, a little girl down the street who jumped up and down wearing a Koala hat. Henry giggled in between contorting his cold cheeks in new sensations.