I fully admit that I am a terrible excuse for a blogger. That is why I have tried to convince my lovely wife to contribute...to no avail. So here we are, two months between posts. . .
Jacob is sneaking up on 17 months old. No real milestones lately, not that I would have blogged about them if there had been any.
This past weekend, we went to Lorena for the Wiltshire side of the Christmas Extravaganza. It was crazy, chaotic, fun, insane, hilarious, and nuts. But that is par for the course. The sheer number of presents under the tree at my parents' house should be illegal. Talk about 7 rotten grandchildren. See what I mean:
We left Katy Saturday after I got off work, and got to Lorena early evening, just in time to eat waaaay too much great food and hit the road to Lake Belton for the Christmas lights display. It was really cool once we finally got in after waiting in line in our cars for almost an hour. The only problem is J-Dub's attention span is about 1/10th of the time we were there. He doesn't sit still much as it is, especially cooped up in a car for two hours. Good thing I brought the dog sedatives. Worked like a charm!
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| Pa and Jacob looking at Christmas lights |
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| He was more interested in the dashboard lights than the Christmas lights after about 10 minutes |
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| FINALLY! |
Opening presents on Christmas morning went about like it usually does. The entire family crammed into my parent's living room. Dad's video camera perched atop the same rickety tripod (c.1988) in the back of the room, documenting the entire circus. For what, no one knows. It starts out organized enough. Logan is chosen as Santa, and starts handing out gifts until everyone has a pile in front of them so high that no one's face is any longer visible. The kids take turns, opening one gift a time, clearly stating who it is from, holding it up for the camera, and thanking the person who gave it to them. The adults will wait until the kids are done to open their gifts. However, by the time the "taking turns" method reaches the end of round number two, everyone begins a free-for-all that doesn't end until every child and adult is knee deep in a sea of torn wrapping paper and gifts. No one knows who their own gifts are from, let alone anyone else's.
On to some pictures:
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| Makinley and Molly |
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| The girls |
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| Pretty girls |
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| The boys |
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| Brynna being a goofball. |
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| Carrie...NOM NOM NOM NOM |
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| Awwww |
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| Caitlyn showing Jacob the Jack in the Box |
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| Pa reading the kiddos the The Real Christmas Story. One of them does not seem to be paying attention. |
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| All the grandkids |
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| The whole Fam |
