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Tag Archives: 12 Days of Christmas
This is the card that the Xmas photo was pasted into. Instant classic!
I have to confess here that there’s a 3 year gap between the last photo and this one. My giant bag of photos doesn’t have the complete set. Sorry!
Do you ever look at old photos of yourself and you can hardly reconcile the photo with the person you are today? Look at those skinny brown legs.
That almost completes our show. I’m going to get a current photo of us at Christmas so you can see us in our middle-aged glory. That’s still to come.
Meanwhile, I’ll do a wrap-up for the holidays post and give you a great last minute gift idea tomorrow.
Huh, we didn’t go see Santa this year. I wonder why.
I think I still have that little button on my sweater. That dog is Ginger who went on to live with Grandma and Grandpa and was a terrific dog.
Only 2 exciting days left!
Don’t I look like I’m going to a job interview?
And doesn’t this Santa look sketchy? I’m sure I didn’t notice.
See that piece of paper in my hand? The previous year when I wrote Santa a letter, he handed it to one of the elves and said, “Put this in her file.”
I HAVE A FILE!?!?!?!?
So this year, I confidently handed Santa my letter and said: “For your file.”
That piece of paper in my hands? I decided to write Santa a letter with my Christmas list that I could hand him, so he’d have a written reference. He wouldn’t have to remember, or count on an elf to write it down correctly. Proof I have been ridiculously practical since the beginning of time.
Stripes and ponytails! No wonder Santa is making that face.
How come Santa is always looking at my sister in these photos. Although in this one, she is coming apart at the seams.
I’m wearing a white tie!
Don’t you love our tights?
Already working the double chin.
I look like I’m afraid I’m about to get eaten by a monster.