the christmas card details.

This little fella (as ava would say) was not the least bit shy.  He didn't care that a gaggle of kids (and their mom) were ogling him. In fact, he sort of seemed to enjoy it.  Just look how he's posing up there with that whole over-the-shoulder-stare-down-the-camera look.  

This year my sister Cristelle and I decided to meet at Wheeler Farm to take each others "christmas" pictures.  I haven't looked at them very closely yet, but from the quick glance it seems that I have my eyes closed in about half of them, and in the other half Andy has this forlorn expression (as seen above) with his shoulders hunched up to ears.  

The wind blowing that day felt like it was straight from the Arctic.  Within a few minutes our noses were all bright red and we were shivering uncontrollably.  The girls were pretty tough about it all.  But the boys. . . not so much.  

And then as we were trying to quickly load them all back into the car, Andy kicked me right in my frozen face with his boot.  

It's a good thing we don't have a picture of that moment.  Not pretty.

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