Saturday, December 31, 2011

CHRISTMAS MORNING

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Sadly, Picasa's upload isn't working.  This  has eliminated the option of viewing my Christmas Day pictures in a slide show and it means I have to booore you with each and every picture.

Like this one:


And this one:

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Aint that Santa somethin' else?

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Wednesday, December 28, 2011

CHRISTMAS EVE

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One bug is trying to crawl into the shower.
One bug is running around naked.
One bug is getting dressed.

Is now the time to be bloggin'?  Maaaaayyyyybe not.

Ok, so I'll just post pics of Christmas Eve with my folks, my gramma, Dee Dee and her fam and kids in their spankin' new jammies.

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Going after the cheesecake.

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My favorite Pearl maneuver: the Straight Slip and Slide

Apparently The Pixie is doing her gymnastics pose.  And the Pirate is doing his...Tin Soldier pose.

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Things got crazy.

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She already has a healthy (obsessive-tantrum-inducing) love for electronics and buttons.

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Which is good because we can distract her....

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...so she'll stand on her own. (ALLLLLmost walking!!!)

Oh my gosh!  Squishy and Dee Dee managed to 'scape getting their pretty mugs online. 

No worries.  I'll get you my pretties.  Ha ha ha ha (evil cackling).

Sunday, December 25, 2011

STRIKE THAT

ImageSome lovely people settled us on this grand Christmas Eve tradition.


She lets it go...

and waits . . .

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and waits.

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Honey Hiney

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And then he got bored.

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But the girls stayed strong and asked for a repeat next year.

(Thank you Birds!)

Thursday, December 22, 2011

FOR YOUR FAVORITE GUY

Before I write this I should preface:

When this happened and I'd stopped rolling around laughing, and my breathing returned to normal, The Princess said, "Mom.  Do not put that on your blog."

I was silent.

"Mom.  Do not put that on your blog."

Hmmm...

"Mom?"

Yeah.
 
"Do not put that on your blog."

Uh-huh.

"Mom?  Are you going to..."

Fine, fine fine.

And then I came upstairs and put it on my blog.

 
The Princess and I were spending some real quality time together chatting it up and flipping through junk catalogs when suddenly, 

"Mom!!" she gasped and handed me the magazine. 

I took it from her in my left hand, my thumb covering the lower left of the page.

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Whoa!  I laughed.  You're right!  Who wears those?  (Hopefully not the blog readers I just offended.)

Can't quite tell what they are?  They are mens imitation denim jammie pants, with pretend rips. 

They are very faux.

But none of that actually bothered her.

Neither did the fact that these beauties are just for men.

"No mom.  Move your thumb.  Look."

So I did,

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Oh ho ho. My my my.


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She looked at me.

Ummmmmm....Why lookey there.  Are those false boxers sewn into the top?  Indeed they are.

"Mom.  That's not exactly . . . modest."

Yeah.  I guess you're right.  It's not exactly . . . modest.

"Why isn't he wearing a shirt?"

That's the only way he can pull off those pants?

She dead panned me.

OK, maybe he's not wearing a shirt because he likes it that way.

She looked back at the picture and replied, "And maybe he's not wearing a shirt because his wife likes it that way."

And then I started rolling on the floor with laughter...

"Mom? Do not put that on your blog."

I was silent.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Sunday, December 18, 2011

AAAAAAAAND WEAH DUN

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So we went somewhere special as a family so that The Pearl could be sealed into our family forevuh.

No getting out of it now.  

Poor little duck.

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And we had some additional family join us, and it was a really special experience for all of us.  The kind of experience I'll write down on a little paper for each of my kids memory books.

And we decided we wanted a beautiful family picture to remember the moment.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

He he he he he he he...beautiful...ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Oh.

Let me wipe my eyes.

Not to ruin the moment but the pictures aren't so beautiful.

Our poor photographers. 

At one point I developed Pearl cheeks, gained 10 pounds and grew a nose like the evil kiddie catcher on Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang.  I know, I know...what was I thinking?

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Another time a few people were squinting.

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I finally chose this one, mostly because we all leaned at the exact same moment. 

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Today, after her blessing at church, we decided to try again.

We got this:

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And this:

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And this... 

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And this...

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And here...pound it baby...

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Seriously,  I KNOW we don't look like that normally.

So we'll go with Pound It. 

She's so sophisticated and cool with that "you-know-it" look on her face. 

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