Visiting the Trenches this morning, I realized I'd not posted my own feeble attempts at getting the Christmas card photo. [I don't mean to call her attempts "feeble." I'm talking about mine.]
You might remember our Thanksgiving week trip to Phoenix and how we were all set to go to the Grand Canyon but had to ditch because of the voluminous amounts of vomit spewing all volcano-like from the boys. Instead, we went on a hike up a very, very, very big mountain. That's where I had the brilliant idea to take the kids' photo for the card.
Then I made the mistake of suggesting they put their arms around each other. Daughter looks ready to die with Youngest's arm around her. Eldest would rather die than actually put his arm around his sister, so he settled for putting it around Youngest's neck.
Then Pete stepped in and yelled, "Look at the chipmunk!" Thanks, Pete.
Finally, success, in a manner of speaking.
I've seen worse, folks. Hell, I've been in worse. Merry Christmas. [Yeah, I finished my shopping long ago. You? Heh heh heh.]