The Whole Fam Damily...

So Mom and Dad got everyone PJ's for Christmas Eve! I haven't had new Christmas Eve Pj's in years! I always get them for my kids, though. And everyone still loved theirs. My pants, should you not be able to tell, are polar bears on black. I also got a teal plaid pair.

Ashlyn has fleecy cupcake jammies, Paul has Star Wars pants and a few new t-shirts. Conner has Mario Brothers and Maryn's are plaid with a penguin tank top.

We all put our toes in the middle and took a picture of our pants. :)

Except for mom and dad.

Rob and Tamra and kids came up Christmas day afternoon. Garrett, Amanda and Bryant were already here, and Mel and Kirk came up on the 26th after church. That's 22 people in this house. 22! It was...cozy:) But always fun.

Rob, Bry, Garrett and I sang "Gesu Bambino" in church that morning. It was lovely (I think). Then we had our official Christmas Party. We had ham and some delicious sides. And for dessert whatever sweetness we were all trying to get rid of. Then we played Christmas Bingo. Lesson learned...play 2 games. One for adults and one for kids. Reason? Some of the white elephant offerings were cool...if you were a grown up. My poor 6 year old nephew opened a book called "The Belly Fat Cure" and immediately burst into tears. My sister in law took pity on him and traded him her beach balls. Her and my brother ended up really liking the book. So we're trying to come up with a different plan for the kids for next year. But the good news is Bryant got "The Gift" (another long story which truly deserves it's own post). We wrapped it up, got kids in bed (after a little 6-11 year old girl drama about who was going to sleep with whom and how none of the ideas the parents came up with were good enough...whining commences, complaining commences...all girls assigned to their parents rooms for the night. )and played games! Well, one game actually. A new fun game that is like Balderdash but less complicated. And just as fun.

Mom wanted a nice picture of everyone.

Unfortunately, this is the best we could do.

Now that's more like it. Thackers in their natural habitat.

Note the bizarre behavior.

Note it...and run away.