Happy Chanukah! Mollie celebrated with some bagel sticks - probably the best invention ever. Wide enough that she cannot ram them down her throat, soft enough that she can kind of eat them. Good find, Pop-pop.

We've had some indications that little Mols is something of a bully at daycare. Look at that bully face. Jake is obviously terrified of her and her celery stick.

"Dad, pass those potato latkes"


We opened presents at Nana and Pop-pop's. Mollie loved her packages as much as her gifts.

Finally, Mollie engaged in a McDermott family ritual - jumping on Barty when he's tired, resting, comfortable, basically anything. He loved it. Especially because Mollie has lots of germs to share.

Here's another night of Chanukah. I think we have our nights out of order here. But, this is from night 2. Mollie with her Mollie-friendly, fire-free menorah.

Last weekend we had Mollie's newest best friend, Yael, over for a Chanukah party. Isn't she so little and sweet looking?

I tried to capture a Mollie-Daniel kiss, but I missed it. So here they are playing blocks instead. Probably better that Louie not witness Mollie's first kiss anyway, no telling how he'd react (not well).

Mollie also decided that if the rocker was out, and another baby was using it, she'd better test it out to see if she still likes it. Look how much she's grown!
