Why Two-Year-Old Boys Don't Make Movies

This summer I found videos of Hallie singing at about 18 months.  I laughed and cried and just got all ooey gooey inside watching them.  And then I was plagued by extreme guilt as I realized that my precious two-year-old son has zero, zip, zilch in the way of home movies.  Most of his little life has gone undocumented, movie-wise.  So this month I have gone on a quest to capture him singing his favorite Christmas song, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.  Trust me, I have plenty of outtakes.  But tonight I decided to go with whatever I got.  And here it is: My priceless video of my child sitting sweetly jumping on the bed and singing of Rudolph...oh, and tackling Mommy at the end.