Christmas was fun...beautiful sunshine, pretty white snow, family, good food, games, and lots and lots and lots of presents. I didn't get a lot of great pictures because I was having too much fun, but I'll share what little I did get.
My sister received the game "REDNECK LIFE" from her husband...what exactly does that say?!!? But it was a fun game...rather like Monopoly with a Redneck Twist. Kamille begged for a "dead frog hat" like Uncle Lee wears, and this is by far her favorite gift.
Even the dogs got Christmas gifts...in the form of a "doggie sucker". My sister was intent on opening a gift, I'm just not sure what gift it was. There were too many to keep track of.
My husband made out like a bandit. He couldn't even contain all the gifts as they were being delivered from the massive pile. The smile on his face says it all and definitely, his favorites were the Seattle Seahawks floor mats, steering wheel cover, and fleece blanket with the Seahawks design. Of course, the iPod Shuffle ran a pretty close 2nd. This other picture shows how my sister's morning played out after opening presents. That's what happens when you have kids who are keyed up, won't go to bed, so it's midnight when you're trying to fill stockings and getting rid of the cookies and milk the kids left out for the Jolly Fat Man (no...not my husband!)
Even the dogs got Christmas gifts...in the form of a "doggie sucker". My sister was intent on opening a gift, I'm just not sure what gift it was. There were too many to keep track of.
My husband made out like a bandit. He couldn't even contain all the gifts as they were being delivered from the massive pile. The smile on his face says it all and definitely, his favorites were the Seattle Seahawks floor mats, steering wheel cover, and fleece blanket with the Seahawks design. Of course, the iPod Shuffle ran a pretty close 2nd. This other picture shows how my sister's morning played out after opening presents. That's what happens when you have kids who are keyed up, won't go to bed, so it's midnight when you're trying to fill stockings and getting rid of the cookies and milk the kids left out for the Jolly Fat Man (no...not my husband!)
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