Okay, I call the next few pictures my "Bored at Work and Have Nothing Better To Do Than Take Pictures of Myself" series. And this is obviously before I dyed my hair dark.
For the last couple of years, the kids and I have not had a Christmas tree. Last year, Kalista drew a picture of a Christmas tree and we taped it to the wall and put our presents underneath it. In fact, it's still there on my wall. I guess I should take it down. Well, I was telling Tony about this and since this is his first Christmas with us, he wanted to get us a real Christmas tree. So that's what he did. And I guess his manly providing instinct kicked in when he went to buy the tree because he bought the biggest dangest tree there. It's crazy huge. I literally have grass stains on my ceiling because it drags against it. Here is a picture of the tree. If you've ever wondered what a Christmas tree on steroids looks like, here it is.
This is the tree after Tony and my children decorated it all. It sure is pretty.
And messy. I call these tree droppings.
This is my brother, Armando, and his son, Mason. You may remember Mason from the picture with Jaxon. The reason they're almost completely naked is they were swimming at my mom's house. But if you look carefully, my brother does have on shorts. Keeping it PG here.
I just think this is a beautiful picture. I love sleeping babies. A couple of months ago, I entered this photo into one of those pretty baby contests. I didn't tell my brother or his wife because I didn't think he would really win. I mean, there were like over 5,000 photos submitted. Anyway, it ended up Mason did win. Not first place, but like in the top 25. Well, the company wanted to print Mason's picture in a book they were publishing but they needed permission to do it. So then I had to tell my brother and sister-in-law that I had submitted their baby's photo into a contest without asking. They took it pretty okay I think. I'm sure they'll let me in the same room as their son Christmas 2009.
This is the puppy that my children's father gave them for Christmas. Isn't he so sweet to give them something that can't control its own bowels, smells like sweat, and loves to chew on everything? Yes, so sweet of him. I'm praying for a forgiving heart this Christmas.
I took this picture of Xander when we went to the donut shop one morning and he was in an extra good mood. He absolutely loves his Ben 10 toy too. Can you tell?
Here, he isn't in such a good mood. He was very sick and had to stay home from school for a couple of days. He gets to sleep in our bed when his temperature is above 101. I have strict rules.
Merry Christmas everybody!!