Aunt Kristin has Christmas spirit circa 1985 (someone needs to teach Grammy the value of cleaning out her closet every once in a while)....
Making Christmas cookies was awesome. Not only did Trevor create BROWN frosting (with his hands), but when all the cookies were frosted and decorated, he picked out the best looking ones (note, none of the best looking ones have brown frosting) and put a lower case 'n' on each one in red hots. He said it was for Norah (lower case since 'she's still so little.') Trevor rules. 
We went to the mall in an attempt to get all the grand kids in a picture with Santa. But, it was December 23rd and the line was 50 screaming kids deep. Grammy settled for a picture in front of the big tree. Steph got much better pictures, but in each one of mine someone either has their eyes closed, is picking their nose, or grabbing their crotch (I won't reveal who).
We continued the tradition of eating a chocolate orange on Christmas day. BVZ let Megan do the smashing and instructed her to smack the orange against the tile floor. Megan misunderstood and HURLED the orange with all of her might to the floor. We thought for sure it would be in a bazillion pieces. But, no. It was perfectly smashed.
And last, but certainly not least, sweet baby girl in her sweet baby first Christmas dress.
1 comment:
That was an awesome post-Christmas post! You funny girl and the pictures are priceless!
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