Grandma did not approve of my cookie dough ball that was ten times the size of all the others.
Okay I’m done baking cookies, who’s going to clean up this mess?
Can my new friend come over for Christmas dinner?
Yes Mother, I’ll tell Daddy, 20th month birthday picture, uh huh, with the rabbit, yeah, no I won’t forget, no I won’t let him forget…
Seriously Grandma, what *is* that little star?
Why is Mommy getting a present if it’s not even Christmas yet?
You know what I’m always asking? Why don’t they have Publix here in Kentucky?
You guys came all the way from Florida and they couldn’t even take the sheets off the couch?
Okay, these are for the reindeer, and Santa, yep I got it.
Uh guys, either the reindeer already got here, or I just got a little hungry.
Gama, if this is a book about how *not* to handle babies, how come it all seems so familiar to me?
No holiday is complete without a trip to Aunt Nancy and Uncle Don’s house.
It was ladies night at Chuck E Cheese so we all went out trolling for cute boys.
Hey guys, that one moved, I swear!
Uh, Uncle Ed! I think your guy died. No, I don’t know how that happened.
I think I’m going to need a pair of socks, these shoes are a little loose.
No officer, I haven’t been drinking, and I don’t know how that bear got up there.
Gama, can I be honest with you? I did not make this.
I remember when playing with the cousins meant just laying there and looking cute. Now we can dance!
You did good Uncle Ed.
I don’t care if they can see your white butt all the way in East Mississippi, Daddy, more ride!
This is a pretty short book. We can probably finish it before I sink into the couch forever.
Hugs!
Yeah I’m getting more ice. Now this ice might taste a little like foot. But that’s normal.
Yeah you guys keep distracting yourselves with old pictures. I’m going to read up on this Santa guy. He sounds very interesting.
Whoa it’s like Grandpa is *in* the book!
Help, they’re kissing my face off!
