I hope you had a fantastic holiday.
We did. In no particular order, I will remember this Christmas as the one with a lot of homemade candy, turkey, and Batman.
(Note: I hadn't actually made fudge before. I made it on Christmas Eve. I didn't broadcast that it was my first attempt in life at making fudge. I attempted to vibe out an air of expertise on the matter, actually. And it must have worked because apparently, it was quite good. Because, compliments aside, it was eaten.)
(Note: I am a stalwart defender of the baked turkey. Aside from the obvious issue that fried turkey gives me flashbacks to my Torts exam in law school, which are certain to last forever in something which may or may not resemble emotional distress, I just don't see the point in the extra calories. But you couldn't have told me that as we gobbled (intended) the fried turkey as soon as it came out of the fryer. A point which Durel hastened to make. I think I actually growled at him.)
As for the Batman stuff, well...
This photo has, starting at the top and going clockwise: insane Christmas morning hair, Superman Underoos, the BatBoat, Ironman sneakers, and the Gotham City prison. This is serious, people.
This one has, clockwise from the top: the BatBoat, Gotham City prison, (partially obscured) BatCave, and in the center, the BatStare.
This one features Tow Mater pajamas (soon to become hopelessly uncool, I suspect), and the BatBook (which I will soon have memorized).
And, to round it out, we have the BatSmile and the BatJammies.
Also, despite the fact that Jack has never seen the Adam West Batman show, he's learned that the right thing to say when you race around your grandparents' house with the BatBoat is: "Nananananananana nananananananana BATMAN!"
Hope your new shoes make you feel like a superhero today.