Last night I had Christmas (eve) dinner with family which is always an ordeal, but there were some definite good points. Just take a look at that tree. (Actual picture, I took it myself.)
So, let's focus on the good.
I got to see Wally, our dog, for the first time in a long time. See, Wally is our dog, but we don't all live in the same place anymore, so I don't get to see him much, in spite of how much I love him and I'd like to think he loves me. Thus, Wally:
There was a lot of seeing my nephew (19 months old) too. We'll get to him. First, the snowman.
The snowman had fallen down before we arrived:
My sister wasn't having that:
Though I do wonder if she might have been interfering with divine wrath. That's a Yankees hat the snowman is wearing. Still, Christmas Eve, we can accept people of all persuasions, even worshippers of evil like fans of the New York Yankees.
Then My sister, he son, and the snowman tried to get a picture together. They looked at the camera, just not at the same time:
|Jen looks at camera|
|Jensen looks at camera, Jen has her eyes closed.|
See, the light indoors was perfect for seeing, but just a bit too dim to take good pictures. Thus flash.
Normally this worked out fine:
|Perfectly normal picture|
|Abby Normal picture|
Anyway, three more Jensen pictures:
|Jensen completely ignoring that someone is trying to take a picture|
|He may be covered in lasagna, but he knows he's awesome and you should too.|
|Jensen is an elf, and he has socks to give you.|
|It likes the chair|
|I was going for "Hi Mom" but time ran out when all I had was the H and the dot of the i.|