Christmas Blast

As aforementioned by Kathryn, it has been way too busy around here as of late, thus leaving the family blog somewhat unattended.  In way of catch up let me regale you with yule-time tales.

When was the last time you played a good game of world domination?  It has been a long time for me.  Good times too. And it only took 3 1/2 hours.

King of the WORLD!

 We also had a gingerbread house build off.  For anyone who knows me, or has been around while I construct a gingerbread (or graham cracker) house, it is never a house.  I don't know why, but I don't like making houses.  I made a windmill once, a 5th wheel, Notre Dame, and this year it was a track hoe.

In this picture take notice of the Santa Clause picture hanging behind us, Yeah Jack painted that.  Big Jack that is.  Short tangent:  My father is not know as "grandpa" to the grandkids, he is known as "Jack". So to eliminate any confusion, my father LaMont, or Monty, the grandpa is Jack, not to be mistaken for Jack, Baby Jack, Buddy Jack, Jack Danger, or Little Jack; all of which are my first born son.  Any questions?- Right back to the picture.  Isn't that friggin' awesome?

 We discovered that this Jack really likes pretzel logs and taking them away is not a good idea.

And presents were enjoyed by all

 This back pack very well may be Loreli's prized possession now. Thanks Matt & Kristen!

Christmas traditions very from family to family and knowing our family it is easy to guess that our most favorite Christmas tradition involves pain, competition and attacking each other in various form in the snow.

Kyle fits right in

 It was a very enjoyable time, except for that intense burning you get in your lungs when you have to sprint for your life (or 20 bucks) through knee high snow, then through a creek, then up a hill while carrying a box in 10 degree weather and you haven't done any aerobic exercise in 5 months.

Ahhhh.  I love Christmas!