Whew, it is over.....time to wipe sweat from brow and thank our lucky stars that we all survived. Even with all of the drama leading up to the holidays, they turned out WONDERFUL.
My family got together, my kids were great and Lance's dad came out to my mothers with us. My mother had close to 37 people in her house this weekend, it was SO nice to have everyone so close. We ate, drank, laughed and shared another holiday together.
Santa arrived at my mothers house around 7pm. All of the kids were SO excited, Pyper would not leave the guy alone, she was enamored by Santa.
Rylan on the other hand, walked up to me, pulled me down to his level and whispers in my ear 'mamma, I know that is my papa.'
I look shocked, then a big grin comes across my face and I respond ' then tell me why papa is standing behind me with a camera.'
Rylan's face was so surprised, he looked at my dad, back to santa - in a state of shock. um.
Maybe santa really does exist. *At least for this year.
This year my brother, sister and myself actually got to spend some time together. It was nice. I don't just mean staying for an hour or two, trying to keep up with our kids and being distracted. We spent most of Friday together at my mom/dad's house. We spent hours talking on the porch while the kids played. We re-lived our childhood, told stories of parties, sneaking out, etc. We had to laugh when my mother appeared so shocked by all of us. How quickly she forgets.
Friday night my mother kept all 9 kids, while the three of us went out together. We had plans on being home early , and just going for a few hours. Well that turned out to be all night. We went to two local bars, and by the second bar we were the life of the party. At the second bar my sister ended up trading shirts with one of the local guys (luckily she had on two shirts), the boys played darts, and some guy asked my sister to dance. Here is what he said to her ' hey, come on and let's dance. Go make your daddy proud.' ha!!
Everyone in the place either knows us, or they our parents.......only in our home down would someone say that. That night I laughed so hard I cried, we played a prank on Lance, and I made some girl at the bar jump so high she about peed' her pants.
I got Lance a GPS for Christmas, and he was stoked. He put the damn thing in my car, while we were in our small town. When we pulled up the second bar, he took it down off the windshield and hid it. That made me laugh, there is only one way, and one way out of town. Not too hard to get around, if anyone was going to steal anything it would be a gun from the gun rack. *luckily we don't have one of those in our car.
Lance was convinced that someone would take it.
When we were leaving me and Matt got in the front seat, I rolled the window down, thru crap all over the seat, and called Lance over to the car to tell him that someone broke our window and stole his GPS. He was livid. 'I told you Michelle, I TOLD you.'
Matthew and I were laughing too hard to even tell him it was all a joke.
My sister made her way to the car in her new shirt which stated 'I got All Jacked Up' in Ironton.
On our way home, the discussion of going to taco bell started to happen. Which would all be well and good if there was one close - but there is NOT.
So being the most sober of all of us, I drove us home, and let Lance and Misty dream about eating tacos. As usual we woke up half the house upon our arrival - just like old times.
*If anyone got a photo of Matthew, me and Misty I would love a copy.
I have a ton of photos to share, which may take me a week, but I will get to them.
I hope everyone had a safe and happy holiday. I could not have asked for a better Christmas, and I am praying that 2009 is a better year than 2008.