Love, Brittney: Christmas 2010

Ramz found these giant gummy bears and bought them. I think this was the highlight of her Christmas. Here, I am pretty sure Dad is on the phone with me trying to get me home (I love my Dad).

Our lovely tree in our lovely home... oh how I love home (and this girl!).

I found this Christmas sweater in Grandma's closet years ago and wear it all December long. I LOVE it! It has to be the best most awesome ugly sweater EVER. I mean, it has BELLS. Real bells.

This is what happens when you ask Taylor to take pictures of you in an ugly Christmas sweater - a brother with ADD taking pictures of himself.

Christmas Eve Tradition - Christmas Jammies

This tradition has been going on since forever. When we were little, Mom would make them for us. As we grew older (aka the last at least 5 years) Mom has been buying them. We would find adorable jammies in the states and buy for everyone, bringing them home to complete the Christmas tradition.

This year, however, Mom decided (I'm not sure why??) to make them this year. She asked Bobbie if she liked them, before we all came back, and Bob told her the truth (as hard as it was) that she didn't really like the material. So Mom took Bob to Justice and bought her jammies and continued on making the jammies for the other 3 girls.

As we sat around the tree on Christmas Eve, after reading the Christmas Story, we asked if we can now open the Christmas jammies (and one additional present). Mom said no, she didn't think we would do Christmas jammies this year... it was then we knew she had made them. And that it must have gone terribly wrong. We finally convinced her that ugly jammies was better than no jammies.

Now, I'm thinking they must be sewn wrong so they hang weird. Or that she chose really ugly flannel fabric. Nope, wrong, wrong, wrong. Whatever you are imagining - it is 1000000000 times worse. And the picture really doesn't do it justice - you can't really tell.

The Boys

The Girls

I laughed until I cried. I'd stop laughing and get a glimpse of a mirror or one of my sisters, and I'd start all over again. They look like scrubs gone really, really, REALLY wrong.

It took us a long time to get this photo. We were all laughing too hard to get one, and then there was the issue with Bob. She sat in the bathroom crying for at least 15 minutes. She felt bad. She thought she had hurt Mom's feelings by saying she didn't like them. She also felt bad she had nice jammies and didn't match us. She kept saying between sobs, "But I'd rather have ugly jammies with you guys than these!"

Overall, Christmas jammies this year was the most laughter I've had in a long, long time.

For Christmas, Camree bought Taylor the movie, 2 Front Teeth. She asked him what he wanted for Christmas, and being the obnoxious 17 year old that he is, he said, "My Two Front Teeth." So Camree googled the phrase and up popped this doosy of a movie.

She watched the trailer with Taylor, finding it to be utterly and completely ridiculous. So naturally, she bought it for us to watch. It is, undoubtedly the most retarded, awful movie I've ever seen. But it was awesome, just the same.

And while I'm talking about awful movies we watched this Christmas, Taylor found this movie, Day of the Dolphin, and made us watch it. He's been waiting for us to come to watch it with him for a while. I mean, how could you not be antsy to watch a movie whose tag line is: Unwittingly, He Trained a Dolphin To Kill The President of the United States. It was, completely awesome. And made me cry at the end. Also provided MUCH enjoyment the rest of the trip in the form of ridiculous quotes.

Christmas Morning!

BOBBIE