This post is one of those that’s really about good ol’ Tim. Later, when I want to remember what Christmas 2009 was like, I’ll come looking for this post, and these pictures. Feel free to join me in that memory if you like.
How do you stop your daughters from sneaking down to see if Santa came in a house as open ours?
The handbell laden booby trap
The well-confined kids, but one’s missing?!
Still sleeping sweetly… at 8am
And really, what better day is there to risk taking a picture of a sleeping child? I mean, we wanted her to wakeup, already!
If I type fast, I can publish this before Christmas officially departs! If I have your email address and I typed it in right, you’ve probably already gotten an email to this effect, but we actually made a Christmas card this year… right here on flamingobear.
If I managed to miss you with the email, send me one and reprimand me, then give me your email address. And, go ahead and check it out here.
Sure, I could make this a touching post about how my just-turned 7-year-old requested “gingerbread cookies on a stick, like last year” for her birthday treat.
Maverick: — started up on his six, when he pulled through the clouds, and then I moved in above him.
Charlie: Well, if you were directly above him, how could you see him?
Maverick: Because I was inverted.
Iceman: (cough) B———t.
Goose: No, he was, man. It was a really great move. He was inverted.
Charlie: You were in a 4G inverted dive with a MiG-28?
Maverick: Yes, ma’am.
Charlie: At what range?
Maverick: About two meters.
Goose: Well, it’s actually about one and a half, I think. It was one and a half. I’ve got a great Polaroid of it, and he’s, he’s right there. Must be one and a half.
One of the great, long standing traditions in our family is a group singing of the carol The Twelve Days of Christmas. In the past, the performance included the guests at a big Christmas party and each of us. Now, we’ve raised another generation so they can take care of it for us.
Presented below, this year’s version (directed by Papa himself off camera).
Nothing special about this video, other than the fact that it records the morning arrival on Christmas. You know, posterity requires that I post videos like this so I can watch them later…
Oh yes, this is fine work from my girls. If you’re seeking something meaningful or deep, GO SOMEWHEREELSE. If you’re looking for something silly, you’re in the right place. The first piece is about 1 minute long and includes the “introductions”. My favorite parts of section one are Jesus’ leg (brief appearance) and Lindy’s whole introduction.
In section two, the highlight is Mary’s mishap en route to Bethlehem. Don’t worry, Mary and the baby are doing fine. (I also love how Handel’s Messiah comes on just after the baby is born. I’m sure everyone present danced like this.) Oh, and as Aspen says, “Don’t laugh” at her talent.
One of the cool traditions we participate in is the opening of Advent calendars from Nana and Papa. Each year, Nana finds a cool card for each of the girls, and they open them each morning.
One of my favorite parts is when they happen upon something that we can’t figure out. This year, on the 2nd, Aspen opened something that looked like a bird on a short stick. I still don’t know what it really is. But Oakley concluded the following this morning…
