Friday, December 11, 2015

Thanksgiving 2015 Wrap Up: ¿Dónde Está Santa Claus?

This blog post is brought to you by insomnia; because there's nothing else to do at 4am.

Kidding!  Kind of.  Sometimes I think my body wakes me up because it knows this is the only shot I'll have at having "free time" all day.  And I've been meaning to blog about Thanksgiving for 2 weeks now so here we go...
Each year, we alternate spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with Travis' family and with mine.  This year, we enjoyed Thanksgiving with Mama Hop and Aunt Leanne.  We also did our Christmas gift exchange during this time.  
Mama Hop did all of her signature grandma-ing (yes, it's a verb.  Just go with it.) and meal prep.
Aunt Leanne performed all of her auntly (Yes, it's an adjective.  Go with it.) duties.
And we just basked in the joy of spending time together as family.  Just look at these two...can't you just feel the love?
Hold up!  Wait a minute!  Travis, you better watch your back.  You see, everything was fine and dandy until Travis made a little slip up and mentioned to Mama Hop that Leanne had exceeded her one-soda-per-week limit (a doctor encouraged limit) during an outing they took to Home Depot...
If revenge is a dish best served cold, that was downright icy!  She's coming for you, "Brother"!

Now, where were we?  Oh yes, Thanksgiving.  As Merryn is known to do, she imposed a "princess dress" wardrobe theme on Thanksgiving 2015 so it was very "fancy," and when you're four, no superior adjective exists! While the food cooked, Leanne supervised the girls.  Josie took a preparatory snooze in anticipation of the feast she was about to consume.  See that little pink, sparkly heap in the middle of the playroom?  She folds in half for easier storage.
Then, it was time to celebrate our blessings and give thanks.
After we devoured a delicious meal, the customary Christmas decorating commenced.
 While Travis wrapped the banister in garland, Aunt Leanne and Merryn began trimming the tree.
In true baby sister form, Lydia was underfoot, ready to help.  That is, if "helping" means removing ornaments as quickly as Merryn could hang them.  The following photos are blurry but the the shot of  Merryn admonishing Lydia is too funny not to feature:
And as the evening winded down, Merryn taught Leanne how to text on the ipad.  
Those two sent out selfie-filled greetings to everyone they could think of which undoubtedly offered amusement across the country.  If you've never seen one of Merryn's texts on Instagram, do yourself a favor and CLICK HERE.
On Friday evening, we exchanged Christmas gifts, the highlight of which was a singing chihuahua that Mama Hop found for Josie.  Be glad I didn't post video or you'd never be able to get that ridiculous song out of your head...

¿Mamacita, Dónde Está Santa Claus?  Dónde Está Santa Claus?

Well, don't just stand there!!!!  Someone find the jolly old fellow and shut this obnoxious rat-dog up already!  Heaven help me, that thing should come with ear plugs and a strong margarita!  Please conk me over the head with one of his maracas and put me out of my misery!  Ahora Por Favor!!!!!   ¡Ándale! 
...Which brings us to the baptism from hell.  Did I just say that?!  Wait - let me go get some more coffee.  I'm going to need it for this story...

Better yet, the story deserves it's own post.  So tune in tomorrow to hear about the incident that was so disastrous, we may never be able to show our faces in church again.


  1. This was hilarious!! "She folds in half for better storage." I really did lol! Beth used to sleep like that too, but I never thought of it that way! Such a great family. I can't wait to read the next post!

  2. #textfrommerryn finally got me to download the Instagram app. Yes, a four-year-old's texts were the kicker, LOL. Never stop being you, Merryn.

  3. I always think that Santa is probably hiding somewhere with a glass of wine or a drink somewhere because Mamacita keeps singing that song to him