Will's sweet Grandma passed away this past November. She was definitely ready to go, but she will be missed. She seriously epitomizes the "sweet old lady." She was probably the size of my pinky, and was always so happy and such a joy to be around. I know she missed Will's Grandpa dearly and was anxious to join him. I never met Will's Grandpa, but I did notice that his obituary never left her site.
Grandma is super old this year...90-something. Once you get past 80, don't expect me to exactly remember your age. Hmmm, she might just be 90, I do have some memory of someone saying just 90. Anyhow, we partied it up at Johnny Carinos for some yummy Italian eats. By the way, like my mom's photography skills? ;)
Christmas morning started off with Calvin coming downstairs to see his stockings and unwrapping our gifts. It was so fun seeing him so excited about Christmas this year, although the present unwrapping was a little painful since he just wanted to play with whatever he unwrapped instead of continuing the process.
We had Will's family over for breakfast and had a great time, then afterwards we went to my mom's for presents and Christmas dinner. It was a wonderful Christmas and we all felt so very blessed.
Someone was a little excited about his candy cane!
My favorite gift I got Will, was a "Beard" hat, so that he would have no more beard growing excuses. I can't say that he totally shared the love, but at least he found it humorous. My discontent for facial hair has been deeply rooted since I was a little girl. For some reason, I've always associated facial hair with murders and rapists.
Calvin had instant love for his Mr. Freeze...little did he know what was yet to come.
Jill, Calvin and Jaleese trying to hide from me so Calvin wouldn't have to take a nap.
After the nap we did presents at my mom's.
On Christmas Eve, we have a tradition of homemade pizza, games and of course a little something to get us all into the Christmas spirit. After dinner, Santa Claus tried to come visit Calvin. It didn't go over so well. He immediately took off running, refused to look at him, and told Santa to go to church (that is where he saw Santa the first time).
Since my older nephew and nieces wouldn't comply (apparently Santa just isn't cool for those between the ages of 18 and 22), Jill and I attempted to show Calvin how nice Santa was. He got me a present :)
Unfortunately, it didn't help Calvin feel better about the situation.
After the Santa trauma was over with we continued the festivies with Christmas stories, songs, and opening gifts.
My niece, Ping finally came up for a visit. I hadn't seen her since she was brand new. Isn't she the cutest thing! So small, she is 7 months here. Calvin was a beast compared to her.
Calvin loved her! And did his best clown impressions too!
Giving the stare down...he looks a little possessed here.
We celebrated my grandma's trillionth birthday last month. It was good times as you can see. We're just glad she's still kicking it.
Calvin is my mom's brother, and my Grandmas son's namesake. He love's going to her house and seeing the "meows."
This is Jill trying out my grandma's new moisturizing gloves from Bath and Body shop. Just so you know they really work!
Bugaboo.
