Got the mail this afternoon, nothing exciting had come. I have been antsy, and reading up on how long first class mail typically takes! I figured that I would have to wait out the weekend. At about 6pm there was a knock at the door-- I assumed that it was my brother-in-law, who lives in the same apartment complex as us, and shouted to come in. My daughter shouted too, in unintelligible baby chirps, so I did the same thing.

Nobody came in. I went and actually opened the door, and there was a package on the ground, and one weirded out USPS worker high-tailing it back to the mail truck. Oops!

Could this be it? From Secret Santa?!

Opened the box, and there he was--the cutest little dude I'd ever seen. Because, come on, Mickey Mouse and Indiana Jones in one??? It doesn't get much cooler than that.

My daughter thought so too, and it was mine for a whopping four seconds before a cheerful little baby had to snatch him. Hugs and kisses all around!

Also, you can tell that I have used the flash on her too many times--"smile" means "scrunch up your eyes that bright light is coming!"