As is tradition, we went to the Museum with friends on Christmas Eve. It’s always been empty, and we have the run of the place.
Except this year they moved the downtown train exhibit to the Museum, and we suddenly found ourselves fighting a crowd. I have no idea what we’ll do next year.
But in the meantime, we managed to find that moment when there was no one in line for Santa, and Ellery had him all to herself. He spent a huge chunk of time listening to her list and introducing her to his reindeer.
Magic moments, I tell you. Magic.