i had fourteen people stay at my house over christmas. fun as it was, the aftermath is quite appalling. i’ve been afraid to get out of bed all day, mostly on account of my kitchen floor. but don’t worry, i will rally with time.
aunt natalie got the job of playing santa. that is gideon in the background unfurling the new british flag for his tree fort.
and here are the boys waxing ecstatic over their new pirate ship. which will, no doubt, soon suffer hostile takeover by the navy.
here we have natalie sporting her new housecoat, rezon making off with jehu’s bow and arrow and gideon and jehu admiring yet another killing of playmobil.
jael in her peru sweater and mommy wearing her big beautiful ring, as it has been dubbed by the boys.
it’s from daddy. it was the last package under the tree, duct taped in a cardboard box, marked with a sharpie and cushioned with random bits of recycling. oh, how he loves me.
reuben, on the other hand, had to buy himself his own christmas present. a mark III. he is rather impressed with himself and we had to drive miles up in the hills to shoot it.
my toes froze off.
here we are trying to take the obligatory group photo before we ran out of light. this is pretty much how it went.
i did successfully corner my three. i love jael’s new dress from auntie piolet.
and gideon is faring much better after his yuletide tonsillectomy. other than sounding like a five inch tall girl on helium. we find it hard to take him seriously.
and the day after christmas my mother rented a motel downtown. we went swimming, watched dirty jobs and saw how cows get fed down a chipper, visited anthropology and palmer cash, went out for sushi, caught the new sherlock holmes and had a jammy run to the lobby with all the babies for goodnight cocoa. it was fun. but i still have to go scrub the floor. it is disgusting. *m