Christmas Vacation

  Four kids on a couch.  Christmas vacation means movies, right?  And lots of them.  It's taken Hayes a couple of week to come down off of his movie high.  

 Angel Lolee somehow convinced Hayes to be her dance partner.  Hayes didn't seem to mind--he even serenaded her as they danced.

 We're so glad to see Elyzabeth so happy.

 Christmas with the cousins is a little different in Michigan.  It means webcamming to span the distance.

 Christmas morning before opening presents.  Is anybody excited?!

 Our friends the Chapman's invited us to spend Christmas afternoon with them, four-wheeling and enjoying good food and great company.  I could almost pretend we were at Island Park, but quads are much more squirly in the snow.  At least they have the same smell.

 Lolee and Hayes riding on a sled behind the four wheeler.

 Our Christmas morning ritual of sorting the presents into piles.  This gives the anticipation time to build=)

 David got pushup thingies from Elyzabeth that we all had to try out.  Of course, Mom down low enough on her stomach is an open invitation for a dog-pile.  

 Even Myriam wanted in on the action.

 I made it look easy, but the expression on David's face shows how hard this really was.

Lolee spent the day after Christmas on the couch nibbling crackers and sipping water after throwing up all night.  Thus begins our winter season-of-sickness.

 My cute little blondies in their matching black sweaters from Auntie Jean.  I love when this is the attitude we see=)

 Yes, this is what it looks like--Myriam is sitting on her high chair tray.  If left alone for longer than about 2 seconds, she would end up like this.  Needless to say, the high chair is now out in the garage.

 Three little monkeys jumping on the bed.  Fortunately for us, none of them fell off or broke their heads.

 Thanks to his sisters, Hayes has the best wardrobe of anyone in town.  His hair is also to "dye" for.  In true Anne of Green Gables fashion, Hayes is sporting green construction paper hair attached to a lovely pink headband.  (they thought of all of this on their own.)

 So here is my question.  Why does he do this?  If anyone can enlighten me as to why someone as good looking as the man below would insist upon taking pictures of himself that look like the above, I would love to know.

 Our picture attempt with the kids in their Christmas clothes was less than successful, but here are a few of the better ones.

Pick a spot--any spot will do.  No need to look at the camera this time.