Since the holidays are long gone, I thought I would just share some of the highlights we experienced 'round these parts of the world! These are some of the things that made me laugh, cry and say things like "we need more vodka" more than once!!
First, there was the dreaded haircut... da-da-da-daaaa (say that like it's dreaded music...)
This poor little boy "allowed" his big brother to cut his hair. I think the conversation went something like this...
little boy:... "big brother, will you TRIM my hair..?
big brother:... "sure, get me the scissors..."
little boy:... "cool, here you go, now not too short..."
big brother (under his breath):... "Whoops..." and "Uh-oh..!"
little boy:..."wait, what did you do..?"
big brother:... "Oh nothing, it looks good, trust me, and YOU'RE WELCOME..!"
Seriously, I haven't laughed that hard in months, and what a good sport little Ryan was too! We took lots of photos of the "during..." because, it was just too damn funny not to!
Look, even Ryan can't keep from laughing at his unfortunate meeting with those scissors...
All is well though, as the victim and his stylist later kissed and made up..!
Next, we have the Night that the "Hey, Chelsea Sweater" came to life...
Anyone who puts this sweater on has a sudden urge to yell out... "Hey, Chelseeeea..!"
(I'd show you the videos of us doing just this, but I highly object to humiliating myself in public. Well, that isn't entirely true, as a very humiliating video was made of me wearing this very sweater humilating myself. In public. But, this is MY blog, so I don't have to go there)
Trust me, it's very funny and very humiliating!
Next up, on Christmas morning, the birth of one "Chardonnay" was born... Cue the migrane for my brother! So here is the back story: All my little niece wanted for Christmas was a "pair of high heels!" If you saw any list she hand wrote, the number 1 item was, high heels. This little girl had a one track mind when it came to what she wanted from Santa this year. In fact when it came time to open up the gifts, she honed right into the exact package that contained the said high heels and it was the first and foremost present she knew to go for! (somewhat suspicious if you ask me, but since I was the type of 9 year old who used to open up her gifts and then rewrap them so that "nobody" ever knew, I guess I can't be all judgy, now can I?) As soon as Taylor opened those shoes, her face lit up like it was Christmas morning!!
And Chardonnay was born..!
And this is the moment her daddy got his first (of many to come) migranes..!
Later that night we enjoyed a HUGE feast completely prepared by my dad aka: Papa T. This is a picture of him calm as a cubumber even though he had practically an entire side of beef cooking in the oven.
Papa T says... "Christmas Rocks..!"
And lastly, check out this Prime Rib we enjoyed!
Nobody was heard saying, "Where's the Beef?" that night!
That is for sure!!