Here is our Christmas in the few pictures I did take.
Friday. We went to go look at lights in rich people's neighborhoods which didn't turn out as well as my eight year old self imagined it would be. I use the term "we" loosely because really it was a cute little trip that included my mom and Tyrone only. My dad and I were just car ornaments. My mom even at one point told my dad because he's deaf that he doesn't count and to just keep driving. If he had feelings that would have probably been really mean of her to say.
We dubbed him "Pull My Finger Santa Clause"
We stopped in this toy store to warm up
"Tyrone stop humping the freaking
A few pics around our
tiny ass apartment home.
Fred's stocking is the only one that actually got filled.
I had fun with the polka dot wrapping paper.
I used these print-outs from this site for the feather gift tags.
A few pics from my phone from Christmas Eve and the day after Christmas.
So I take a million more.
at Tyrone's sister's house
she's wearing the mittens I made her
(they were a big hit - unless everyone lied to me)
my new cardigan