Merry day after Christmas! We haven’t stopped celebrating since Friday night, but are so thankful for all the family that kept us so busy.
My side came over to our place on Christmas Eve. As my little 4’10″ grandma made her way up the stairs with both arms full of gifts, D went out to help her.
Her: You are such a sweet boy!
D: Not really. I just don’t want the insurance claim when you fall.
Later, as D and I were talking over our holiday happenings he admitted that he doesn’t think grandma gets his sense of humor. “Like I would just let her fall on her face and leave her there! Unlike some people I know……” With a pointed look in my direction.
Which made me laugh. Which was a terrible thing to do.
See, back when we first bought our land, we invited everyone over for a bonfire.
The following is a re-creation of actual events.
Isn’t that terrible?!
She’s a favorite of ours to pick on.
But only because that’s how my odd little family shows love.
And guess where we learned it??
I guess my point is, that that’s my favorite part of the holidays. Hanging with people who rather than hug you, put you into a full nelson and give you a noogie. Who instead of throwing gift cards at you (like D and I are infamous for), make you memory books and hand sewn table runners. Who gives your kid money for his savings account and a full years supply of beef jerky….
Ahhhh family. I hope you enjoyed yours and much as we enjoyed ours.
(Dad – Will you help grandma read this on your internet machine?)