Christmas Day 2010: Part Two

My siblings and their families met up for Christmas celebrations at my parent’s home.  In fact, only one of my four brothers actually made it this year, but my nephew, who is a chef and usually has to work on holidays was able to come, so that more than made up for the lack of brothers.

Especially since he brought this!  What a sweet little girl his daughter is.  She is all girly and was wearing a little crown and got all kinds of girly gifts and even gave me a makeover!  I was in little girl heaven all morning.  The guy in purple is the one brother who made it and he was only making a brief appearance as he was working the E.R. that morning.

Here is ds2 and one of the twins.  Those guys were so much fun that morning!  They are usually a little shy and reserved, but they were in giggly moods and were cracking us all up.

All except my mom’s dog Maggie that is.  If looks could kill, kid.

The twins have developed a lip picking habit.  It was driving my niece crazy.  I think that’s why they were doing it.  ;)  They are identical and very hard to tell apart.  We thought it would be better now that they can talk and tell us who is who, but they have also discovered how fun it is to fib about their true identity.  Or they will make you work for it…if you ask one who he is he will answer, “I’m not (insert other twins name here.)”  Just to keep us on our toes.  ;)

That’s me on the floor, trying on the new boots my mom gave me.  They have heels!  Stay tuned for the twisted ankle post coming soon. 

Ds1 is washing up.  Why?

He is in training!  My dad was teaching him the ways of the force…I mean, how to carve the turkey.

My niece, mother of the twins.  Excited about getting a new mop for Christmas.  You have officially joined the ranks of motherhood my dear.

My little boys.  Ds3 would just like to say, “Go Gators!”  Notice how ds4 is looking up to ds3?  He is only putting his hand up because his brother is doing it.   Lately he won’t do or say or like anything unless his older brother is doing, saying or liking it too.  The boy won’t eat, sleep, wake up, do school (you get the picture) without looking to ds3 first.  I think it’s making him grow up and out of things too soon.  But what can I do?

More twin cuteness.  I held this guy the day he was born.  Or maybe it was his brother.

That’s the end of the Christmas posts this year.  Seems like it went by all too quickly.  I already miss hearing Christmas songs on the radio.  That’s okay, I still have my handy dandy Christmas Carol clock!

Until “somebody” takes out the batteries that is.  ;)