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..."
"snip, snip..."
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!!
little brother "just cut the bangs a little"
beloved big brother "okay...."
*gets the scissors, cuts the bangs to the forehead, gasps, then tries to "even it out"*
little brother "OH. MY. GOD."
beloved big brother "oh, get over it. It's character building!"
that's more like it... hahahaha
and I bore Chelsea and I'm PISSED I didn't bring that sweater to New York with me!
Posted by: Christian | January 13, 2010 at 09:31 AM
Oh my gosh, Jill! Just another example of why we have beauty schools...what a good sport he was to let you take all those pics...On the plus side...I guess haircuts at home are better than tattos at home. One Chattanooga couple decided it would be a good idea to give there 4 kids tattos at home (ages ranging from 10-17) to bond them as a family. People are nuts...speaking of, hope Chardonnay doesn't wind up sending Daddy to the Nuthouse... ;-)
Posted by: Ashleigh | January 16, 2010 at 11:58 PM
Hahaha! I love this post... your family is too cute!
I would also love your support on the ELLE DECOR window that I decorated for the Big Window Challenge this year. As we all know, AT doesn't make it easy, but you can vote TWICE a day. Once online & the other by texting "1" to 89800.
Your support means the world to me!!
xo,
Eddie
Posted by: Eddie | January 21, 2010 at 07:26 PM