Towel Time

This is going to be a pretty picture heavy blog post - prepare yourself.

The holidays have been lovely. I made cookies...

It's me as a cookie!

Paige helped, which is why the gingerbread men look so very special. 

I also made my mom's christmas gift. We did family photos revisited and put them in a scrap book. I completely suck at scrap booking. Here are two examples of what we did - to see all of it together you'll have to get your hands on the book, which my mom will only be too happy to show you. 

At one point we put a white sheet on a bar stool in the awkward room in the basement (the room with nothing in it) so we could do out denim pictures. We left it set up, too lazy to take it down, and my mom goes downstairs and yells at us saying "Why is there a white sheet on a bar stool?! What are you doing down there?!" And gets really angry and even accuses us of trying to steal furniture (I don't think a bar stool will work as a carry on).  So that was amusing. 

Apparently she needed the room for her Christmas sewing project. 

After Christmas we went to Indiana - Jeff and Bryan got to come as well. Indiana was really great, and it was really nice seeing everyone. Hailey was baptized and I keep telling her she looks glowy, which really annoys her. She also started a journal which I love to read. 

At one point in Indy I'm baking cookies and I'm super hot, so I open the door and this is what I see:

I thought that was a real owl. And it scared me so badly. I froze and was thinking "I can't move! Or it will attack me!" I was trying to figure out an escape when I realized it was fake, but those eyes are terrifying. Apparently there's one in the backyard too.

Sophie Soph was also a ton of fun to play with. Here she is looking adorable.

Her mouth is a little black from eating brushes. 

And then we drove home. I was ill so I took a unisom and passed out. But I could still hear everything around me. So farties mcgassypants (ie everyone in the back minus Hailey - surprisingly) were farting up a storm which was disgusting. Seriously, they could give the Boo Boos a run for their money. 

Now I'm back home chilling in my towel robe. THE BEST GIFT I'VE EVER RECEIVED. Mom made one for each of us. 

Behold its glory:

During Towel Time I can be a gospel choir singer, Gandalf/wizard, a monster, and a general muumuu wearer. 

Towel Time: The time period post shower where you have no desire to put on clothes, but would rather lounge in a towel, and not deal with putting on a bra to a wet body. 

So now my break will be full of towel time meets reading time, going to the movies, hanging with family and friends, and duck dynasty marathons.

Speaking of which - how do these men with middle earth-esque beards have baby soft looking skin and really pretty wives? I don't understand. I do understand why Si is single, that is the only part that makes sense to me. 

I guess I should go get dressed...