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It's Christmas season in Bangkok too. 

Here's some proof. 

So I'm bad at videoing but you get the jist. This is is E's class in their school program. The program was very impressive, very long and very hot. The most impressive thing was the pot luck lunch.

Everyone was asked to bring a plate of food. Of course some parents felt that a plate meant a giant pan of chicken or a couple boxes of Krispy Kremes. I'm not complaining--let's just say that my school-parent motto so far is 'let's keep the bar low' and I demonstrated that with my food plate and again with my teacher gift. (rumor has it one parent gave their kid's teachers iPads--confession, it was me.)

The final song of the program was was Feliz Navidad. Which seemed a bit strange at the British based Bangkok school but it worked. E's been singing it around the house since about Halloween. If a Spanish speaking person heard her, they would probably think she was speaking Thai. (Vice versa for my Thai.)

Santa came to visit after the program. Rudolph was feeling a little under the weather so Santa brought a baby elephant. As usual Vi was totally cool with us subjecting her to exotic animals. She's just biding her time until she can file a complaint against us.

After you've lived in Thailand for a certain amount of time, you just sort of start belonging in a silk suit on the back of an elephant.

A few weeks ago we took advantage of Rocky having a day off for the king's birthday and went ice skating. As in Rocky  pulled E around the ice rink while I did my best to keep Vi out of the rink-side cafe's garbage can. She's walking a little too well now. We keep finding her playing in the toilet--apparently for her to like water it has to be mostly urine.

I was some how put in charge of the nativity at our ward Christmas party. It was a little rough around the edges but came through in the end. This is E and Abe as angels. This was right before E made a decidedly un-angelic move and stole the baby Jesus.

 If you're wondering what this is, so am I. E just asked me to take a picture of her with it and I did.

Also, Violet  is growing up fast.

I tried to take some good pictures. I guess when your too lazy to change your baby into a clean shirt or do her hair, you can't be too picky.

This is how Vi feels about me singing "Tennessee Christmas" at the top of my lungs at breakfast. (The cereal is supposed to be in focus instead of the baby, it's an artistic shot.) This bodes well for our relationship when she's a teenager.

That's Christmas in Bangkok. In two days we'll try out Christmas in the USA. Well first we'll do our best to ruin Christmas for the people on our flights. Here's to a a fast and fun 30 hours of travel.