Here's a look at some of the fun, crazy, amazing things we did this December.
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| I sure do have fun friends. Thanks, Moriya, for being a goofball with me. |
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| Must be Santa! Must be Santa! Must be Santa, Santa Claus! |
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| Super attractive couple right there. |
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| DJ was sick and missed our church Christmas party, so Santa came to see him. We sure are grateful for WONDERFUL neighbors. I mean, seriously grateful. |
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| Penguin-tine family art project |
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| My brother, Ryan, made me this manger for Christmas, sent it to me early, and made me open it early. I cried when I opened it. As little kids, my mom had a manger, and in December, as we did nice things for others, we would take a piece of hay and put it in the manger. By December 25, it was a soft bed, all ready for the baby. I'm so excited to have this tradition live on in my home. And DJ is excited to have a place for his Storm Trooper to sleep. Priorities. |
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| DJ wrote a letter to Santa, and Santa mailed him one back. Because Santa is the bomb. |
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| DJ's friend Lincoln came over and the boys helped me dip chocolate pretzels. OK really they just dipped and ate. Also, DJ is tiny and Lincoln is super tall. And they're a year apart in age. Poor tiny DJ! |
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| Ugly ice skating penguin sweater dress for an ugly sweater party. Because why not? |
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| Did I mention there was a for-real elf at the party? |
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| A for real elf, guys. |
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| Sunday before Christmas - aka a halfway decent pic of the three of us. |
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| Santa Claus and Santa Jaws - a Vegas Christmas tradition. Don't let his face fool you - he was super excited and pulled this face just when the photographer said, "Cheese!" That's my little scamp of a boy! |
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| Gettin' my holiday baking done. |
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| We made Santa bears out of cotton balls one day. Because why not? |
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| We had some wonderful friends invite us over for Christmas Eve dinner and festivities. (Remember when I mentioned wonderful neighbors? I was being serious!) They did a nativity with the little kids, and DJ was so excited to be a sheep. He didn't want to wear a costume, but he did want to yell over and over, "I'm a sheep! Baaaaa!" |
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