what a beautiful day is has been
:)
this christmas eve was sooo much different then all the ones we've had before.
there wasn't any wild gingerbread house competitions. no christmas eve party. no white elephant exchange. a total absence of family crammed into every bedroom and sprawled out on every couch...
just mama, pops, scooter, tay, and i.
it's the "off year" for us. also known as THE WORST THING THAT COULD EVER HAPPEN DURING THE HOLIDAYS. the year when all of our married siblings go to their in-laws house, instead of ours.
don't get me wrong, the five of us still party like wild animals.. but it's weird only have five instead of eleven, without the nephews and niece!
today was good though.
since we're leaving for mexico tomorrow, (technically seattle then mexico, but whateva) we decided to play it cool and keep it easy so we can dip out right when church is over.
(can you tell we're extremely anxious?)
we watched prison break all morning. of course...
then me and my mama escaped the chaos and went to get our toes done! ohh. how i want to steal those massage chairs in the dead of the night and relocate them right in front of my over sized television.
prison break+massage chairs? YES! PLEASE!
then! mission: impossible.
if i can't get michael scofield OR sherlock holmes under my christmas tree in the next 6 hours, tom cruise will do.
all i want to do now is become a spy, or at least get a gun, or some crazy knife.
i should probably stop watching shows about breaking out of prison or killing everyone that's in my way of saving the world.
just before we did the traditional opening of christmas pajamas, we decided to brush up on the true meaning of christmas.
we quizzed taylor on what she thought christmas was all about, and she nailed it. well, most of it.
she got the whole baby Jesus thing. and she got mary. but when we asked her who baby Jesus's earthly father was her response was... "uhhh. joseph smith."
wrong. joseph smith was defiantly NOT Jesus's earthy father.
then my mom took us to her willow tree nativity to further explain who was who, and what happened when.
we quizzed taylor yet again! asking her who mary was holding.
her response? ..."uhhh. a baby."
yes taylor. just a baby. no big deal. IT'S JUST BABY JESUS.
love that girl..
after all the present opening and picture taking i headed over to the walters to do some extreme waxing.
it. was. glorious.
we waxed arms, legs, noses, backs, chests, eyebrows, armpits, mustaches, and even toes!
if any of you know tom walters, let it be known that i waxed that man's nose and he was a champ! we had to cover his awesome stache of course, but we got that bad boy clean!
along with all the other walter boys and in-laws.
talk about cheap entertainment.
loved it.
now it's almost 2:00 in the morning. me and taylor are sprawled out in my bed watching alvin and the chipmunks, singing along to every song. tay keeps yawning extremely obnoxiously (maybe it's a hint that i should turn off my paper lanterns and call it a night.) but i know she's loving herself some chipmunks right now! and when she says "chipmunks" really fast it sounds like shizmunks.. so i might just leave it on a little bit longer for my own selfish pleasure (name that movie!).. :)
i'm ready for santa.
and the sooner i go to bed, the sooner morning will come, and then! santa time.
don't forget to say your prayers!
merry christmas
:)
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