This wasn't Elias' first Christmas.
No, last year he was witness to the sights, smells and smiles that accompany this time of year. But it's unlikely he remembers any of it.
Last Friday, however, will most certainly find a niche in his memories. He's reveled in ornaments on the Christmas tree, tasted the buttery sweetness of sugar cookies and stared wide-eyed as gift, after gift emerged from boxes, bags and other brightly-wrapped containers.
He had to see them all, and after two-and-a-half hours, he settled down to examine, in depth, the loot.
While his expressions that morning are etched in my mind, the rest of the day, to be quite honest, is a blur. But in the tiny moments of pause I was able to make the following images.