Some Fun (and Funny) Things That Happened Over Christmas

*Stretches and yawns*

Man!  That sure was a nice break from blogging.  But I'm back, baby!  I'm back.

And here's some fun (and funny) things that happened over my Christmas break.

Lazy Dad's family came to visit:

We had a fantastic Christmas with all of them!

And I may have scored some new spatulas.

Then after they left on Christmas Eve, we had a quiet Christmas with just our family.

Our annual Christmas Pajama picture.

While I was setting up the camera to take our Christmas Pajama picture, my oldest son hammed it up for me.

I have NO idea where he gets that from.

*ahem*

We didn't have a white Christmas this year, but we did get snow several days after Christmas.  Which prompted my brother and his family to jump in the car in Texas and drive here to come see it.

(You know, my brother who drives like this?)

Our kids didn't know that they were coming.  So after their 18 hour trek, we snuck them into the house...

...sat them on the couch and then called the kids to "come quick and see what's on TV!"

Then general chaos ensued.

Now, at this point my kids had already been sledding two days in a row.  But with the Texas cousins here, we almost made it a week.... we went sledding every day for six days!

We would hop from hill to hill.

With a few pit stops here and there to refuel for the next hill.

The boys tried their hand (er, uh, FEET) at snowboarding and did a great job!

This hill had a fire pit you could warm up by.  SCORE!

General fun (and mayhem) was had by all.

Incidentally, would you like to see what a bunch of Texans sledding looks like?

Shoot, they almost look like Northerners!

On our last day of sledding my brother and sister-in-law talked me into sledding down with them.

It was hilariously wonderful.

As we launched down the hill I broke out into prayer between fits of laughter... "Oh, Lord Jesus!  Hahahaha!  Forgive me of my sins!  Ahahahahaha! Wash me in your blood!  BAHAHAHAHA! Do not hold my trespasses against me!  Oohahahaha! And take me into your kingdom to be with you forever! AHAHAOHOHOHOHA!"

Then miraculously we survived.

This was us at the bottom of the hill:

Notice that you can't see my sister-in-law between my brother and I at all.

And yet, also notice that I was choking the life out of her with my arms around her neck.

And also notice that my brother came down the hill like the sled was a bucking bronco.  One arm raised, one hand on rope.

He came down the hill every time that day like he was a bull rider in a rodeo.  Crazy Texan.

Speaking of crazy Texans (no, this post isn't over yet) (I still have more to say) (What? I haven't blogged in like two weeks!) my sweet neighbors tried to shovel our driveway the first day our Texans were here.  (We have a shared driveway, so we kind of take turns shoveling it.)

Lazy Dad noticed they were outside working on it and he opened the door and yelled out at them, "STOP!  Don't shovel the driveway!  I've got a bunch of Texans here that WANT to do it!"

They were slightly confused, and a little caught off guard by someone yelling at them for shoveling the driveway, but they graciously complied.

And Texans got to shovel the driveway.

Aren't they cute?

And of course, they also had to build snowpeople.

Oh! Oh!  And I nearly forgot to tell you about the winter wonderland walk we went on!

Utter gorgeousness.

It was so peaceful and lovely.  Until a snowball fight broke out.

Of course Lazy Dad started it.  He's SUCH an instigator.

Right after I snapped this picture of him, he threw that there snowball at me and as I went to scream it literally landed right in my mouth.  Effectively muting my scream of terror and choking me at the same time.

Have you ever choked on a snowball?  I don't recommend it.

Punk.

Then the snowball fight escalated to greater proportions of snowballfightness.

The kids were hunkered down on one side.

And the dad's were on the other.



And although the kids got in some good shots.

They weren't prepared for the dad that was raised in Wisconsin and knows snowball military tactics none of the rest of us do...

Yes, Lazy Dad came around behind enemy lines and waled on them all.  Effectively dispersing kids and making them abandon ship over their barricade.

There were mass casualties from that epic snowball fight.

But hey, at least they died in beautiful scenery!

So.  That was my Christmas break, how was yours?

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