It didn't take Max long to figure out this thing we call Christmas. Nor did it take him long to learn how to say "presents" and teach us the Russian word for them (pe-dark-ia). This year he's a little too rough around the edges to understand how Jesus ties in to our celebration, but that'll be a joy to discuss next year.
It's safe to say that Max's first American Christmas was a success. Now we just need some snow so he can ride his new sled.