It's the day after Christmas, and as the wind howls and the snow falls outside (rendering any chance of getting out of the house useless at this point), we are all still in our pajamas, playing a game of dodge ball with a pair of Leo's ball-up boxer briefs, and enjoying our very last Christmas (and likely last snow-in) in our little house. I hope all of your holidays were as special as you likely are. Merry Christmas from the Waldens!
Enjoy some out-takes from our amatuer Christmas card photo session:
The family. We are a little band of characters trudging through life, sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that binds us all together.
Wednesday, December 26, 2012
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