CHRISTMAS
(sort of)
Since we're flying home to
Michigan this year for Christmas, we decided that, like the previous few years, we'd have Christmas with the girls the weekend before we fly out. The idea of packing a bunch of presents just to unwrap up in Michigan and
then bring all the way back down to Florida is absolutely retarded. So, once again, we woke up in the morning and had Christmas with just the four of us (
six, if you count some e-grandparents, courtesy of Skype).
Check it out:
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| We try to stay within budget for the girls every year, but we went over by about 50% apiece this year. Which is pretty typical. |
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| Little Tikes Princess Jeep. The new ride. |
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| Stocking plunder. |
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| Chocolate for breakfast. . . |
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| Papa and Nana, via Skype. |
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| This was the only thing Abby cared about opening for Christmas. . . |
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| The astute observer will notice Kristina's awesome shirt. |
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| "It's a box!" |
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| "A cozy corner!" |
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| More bean bag chairs! |
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| Auto mechanics. |
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| Still eating that damn chocolate bar. . . |
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| PRESENTS! |
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| SuperWhy- the Boardgame. Alayna's been obsessed with this show lately. |
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| Abby showing off some Yo Gabba Gabba bath toys to Nana and Papa. . . |
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| More Duplos! (still eating that chocolate, by the way) |
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| Beadin' |
Of course, the big present the girls got this year was that
Little Tikes Princess Jeep. We were a little apprehensive about the Cannonball being able to operate it at first, but she took to it eerily fast. Unfortunately for everyone involved, she drives like her dad, which, more or less, means we're going to be put upon for
a lot of car repairs throughout her teenage years.
Can't. Wait.
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| Trying out the gas pedal for the first time. |
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| As you an see, Kris was using our video camera, so I didn't get any videos from my phone to upload. My apologies. |
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| Abby had a hard time staying in the Jeep, as she didn't want to buckle her seatbelt. Accordingly, she spent the majority of the time outside chasing after Alayna. . . |
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| Trying out the Disney Princess Radio in the Jeep's dashboard. These songs already make me want to kill myself. |
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| Hell on wheels. |
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| The Cannonball's official stamp of approval. |
Since we're flying home to Michigan this year for Christmas, we decided that, like the previous few years, we'd have Christmas with the girls the weekend before we fly out. The idea of packing a bunch of presents just to unwrap up in Michigan and then bring all the way back down to Florida is absolutely retarded. So, once again, we woke up in the morning and had Christmas with just the four of us (six, if you count some e-grandparents, courtesy of Skype).
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