Elliott was sitting in his high chair at the dinner table tonight and started grabbing at his sweater. We thought maybe he wanted to take it off — he hasn’t enjoyed the bundle up part of the snow storm. But he kept yanking at his sweater and looking up at us with anticipation. Uncle Dal realized he was playing peek-a-boo with us, so we all started in with, “Where’s Elliott? There he is!” I didn’t catch the peak of the action in this video clip, but you can fill in with your own warm memories.
