Austin and I being "Naughty"
Grandma and Austin
Grandpa and Brock
Who said men can't multitask?
John listening to the BYU game, playing on the computer, and filming us.
Austin could barely keep his eyes open.
Grandma and Austin
Grandpa and Brock
Who said men can't multitask?John listening to the BYU game, playing on the computer, and filming us.
Austin could barely keep his eyes open.
By the time Christmas rolls around, I am usually a little burnt out with all the festivities and so to prevent that I don't like to start anything Christmas until December 1st (with the exception of my blog). So today I was anxious to pull out the Christmas decorations and I ran out to the store to buy eggnog and peppermint ice cream. My mom bought me some "Naughty" pajamas which is so unlike my innocent mother and sooo hilarious. Austin liked following me around pointing out the letters on my bum to show us how smart he is. I have a fake tree...I know...ludicrous to most people. Growing up in Arizona real trees were such a fire hazard that fake trees are all I know. Austin was so excited to help set up the tree that we let his bedtime curfew slip. John's back was bothering him so the tree duties were up to me. To assemble the tree you have to put branch by branch in and it takes FOREVER! Not to mention that I started stringing up the lights to find out that I had strung up the tree with a string of lights that had no match. So by 11:00 PM (yes, I said 11) I have a leaning tree with lights halfway up it and no decorations. We promised Austin we would finish it tomorrow which of course means he is going to think about it all night and wake us up at 6:00 AM to finish it. You can't really blame him for being so excited!
13 comments:
Super cute pj's. We have a really old fake tree and we have to put it up one branch at a time. And then do the lights. I think I'm going to get a prelit tree that comes in 3 sections next year. It sounds so much easier.
I love that picture of you and Austin, it is so cute! How fun, even if you do have to do it one branch at a time. That is so funny, I got egg nog and peppermint ice cream as well. Great minds think alike...
So cute! My tree was up for a week before i finally got to get the decorations on it!
Don't change your title! I really don't have dibs on that one. It is totally universal!
Christy,
I should get you a new tree. The three piece tree is the way to go. Its literally up in seconds. I just finished my decorating and I have 2 full size trees up. Christmas decorating is over rated. I am so done with it! What happened to the days of paper chains and srings of popcorn? So much pressure to make your home look like a professional decorated Macys.
Oh, nice pjs! Did mom buy them for you?- Sue
I love that you are so excited about Christmas! I feel the same way! And the PJ's are a nice touch! Have fun decorating and drinking the nog!
Looks like so much fun! I love this time of year! We just got our decorations up this weekend too. I love your pj bottoms. So cute!
Sounds like a crazy night. I love your Naughty pajama pants. I need to get some of those. And, egg nog and peppermint ice cream are two things I always have on hand during the holidays. You are such a cute wife and mom. Merry Christmas!
Love the pjs!!! It makes it even funnier that your mom got them. By the way you're looking great too!
So we've always done real trees, but I definitely(Oh my gosh, now you've got me worried about my spelling. I had to go back to your post to check myself! hahahaha) see the pros of a fake.
I love the PJ's! Yummy peppermint icecream.... I think I'll have to go pick some up!
Your house looks festive. Love the peppermint ice cream YUMMY! I think that's SO funny your mom got you those PJ'S . GO sis Larsen ! HE HE .
Love the Naughty p.j's and the naughty face to go right along with it. You are so cute. Great job with the tree.
Hey Christy-
Looks like a fun night. Don't worry there was no pressure about the tagged. My camera is broken so it was a good time to do it and update my blog. Thanks! Hope all is well.
-Noelle
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