this christmas, my children were spoiled. i was spoiled. my husband was...wait, my husband got poison ivy everywhere on his body and was miserable. he has hulk hands, they are so swollen. poor guy. well, that's what he gets for stealing the bon bon's i made to give as gifts...don't you know, darling, that's what happens when you binge eat hand-made chocolate candies that took me three hours to craft. some people say you get poison ivy from being out in a field and cutting logs, i say you get it from being sneaky.
moving on, layne received a bike from daddy and mommy...not santa. why does that guy get all the credit? and he got a "learning doll" that i bought because it looks exactly like him. nato threw a fit about it. "i don't want my son to have a doll!" whatever, it's not a doll. it's a learning doll. these man-dolls help them learn to tie their shoes, zip zippers, button shirts, velcro things...you know, learning-manly-types-of-things. lila got clothes and shoes because what girl doesn't like clothes and shoes? she of course loved playing with the trash and packaging more. i'm not sure if it's because she's a platypus or because she's a tiny baby(forever). ha. what? i do not baby her.
and this year, we had my side of the family over for christmas as my parents home is under renovation. we made spaghetti for everyone...because if spaghetti doesn't scream, "CHRISTMAS!", i don't know what does. as per tradition, we decorated cookies. then took it to another level and judged them(i come from a big family, you must create a competition for everything). below is the winning cookie. if you click on the picture, it will blow it up. this cookie comes complete with a comb-over, beard scruff, and wooden eye-lids. he needs a dentist, but his personality gets him farther than his looks from what i'm told. and yes, next to the winner is another face(with scary eyes) that was supposed to be a bell. why can't my siblings just make a normal bell? also, as if you didn't have enough to look at, please notice my mom in serious decorating mode. very intense about the competition!
as for me, my hubby got me those awesome boots i posted about a while ago on my blog. he is astute. the boots are adorable. what is not adorable is my husband's shot of me with no make-up on and crazy hair. and nasty pajamas. and pasty white skin. ALWAYS come down on christmas morning looking cute. i say that every year and it never happens. these kind of pictures live on...and show up at your 50th birthday party or something. great, can't wait.