An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
Christmas With The Ol’ Broad’s Clan
We had a large number of packages in big boxes. The thought of putting them out under the tree with 3 dogs, 3 cats, and 3 kids was NOT an option! 
Lack of room was also an issue.
So, we waited till all the kids were sufficiently drugged and in bed. Ok, they weren’t really, but the thought did cross our minds. Heh. Instead of putting anything under the tree, we piled it all on the dining room table.
Another angle. 
Yeah, with 3 kids, and one on the way, there was a LOT of stuff. Spud made out like a bandit, and he hasn’t even been born yet. LOL
The middle child, 17, who informed us he wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while, and was going to wait up for Santa…. 
Heh. Yeah…that worked out real well for him. 
Ick decided he was going to play Santa, 
and pass out the presents. Usually, one of the girls insist on being his helper. SP THOUGHT she was going to get to climb over everybody. Pfft! NOT gonna happen! Considering the crowded conditions this year, Ick wisely informed her she needed to sit her hind end down. Kids, dogs, cats….yep, a wee bit stacked on top of each other.
Apparently, Santa snuck penguins in to each of the kids while they were sleeping. Yeah…Frodo had to have one too, especially since it was his very first Christmas with us. 
He also got a toy shaving kit in his stocking. Seems he got my biological grandmother’s Native American genes. Kid is pretty much hairless, and of course, his mother finds this highly amusing. Sick woman. Heh.
Why is it when you get a great shot, the kid always has to move? 
I considered whacking her upside the head, but refrained. 
And here are Jr and Michale…aka da baby daddy. 
Actually, he’s a fairly nice guy, and I have felt no need to dig a hole in the back yard for him. 
In the midst of the present passing out, Brat decided she was going to open the door, and make sure that we all got flash frozen! 
Ok, it was just me, but still…. Cold and pouring down rain makes the ol’ broad’s knee hurt….a LOT. Rotten kid! Of course, she thought she was going to prevent me from getting pictures of her 
by covering her face? Silly girl! Of course, it wouldn’t be Christmas morning without a couple of Kringles! Breakfast! OH YEAH! 
Courtesy of myself and Chris, and O&H! There was a bit of a healthy array that came later, but we had to battle the dogs for the cheese and such. Beau is going to be fairly unhappy after snatching all the pepper jack. *snicker*
The kids got Brat a “mom ring”. 
She’s quite proud of that. Ok, so it’s hard to see, but it’s quite nice. Then she had a serious battle with one of those boxes they make just to frustrate the one who is TRYING to get the item out. 
In this case, a rather neat case and keyboard for her iPad thingy. She finally figured out….rip the very thing paper stuff. Yeah…occasionally, she’s a wee bit slow. LOL And hey….let’s not forget the old woman here… 
Y’all hush! That’s what they call me. 
What can I say? sigh… That’s going over my side of the garage! I don’t know how, but it will…even if I have to climb up on a ladder, and drill a hole or two. HUMPH! I wasn’t completely forgotten. 
Chris sent me a sweat shirt that would likely fit my moose 
, but I wasn’t gonna try to get it over his antlers. “Doin’ the Fat Cat Boogie!” Hey…it’s a song! And I like it! Daryl T song, don’cha know.
Ick continues his work, 
and decided perhaps it was time for him to open one of his present. 
Got himself some Cowboy love going on! It’s a tree face, in case ya couldn’t figure it out.
Brat Jr and Michael did quite well this morning. 
An X-box, some games, a Kindle, a box of diapers, and a WHOLE bunch of cool baby stuff. 
It was surprising there was any room left around them to put stuff. LOL It looks like Short Person is getting buried, 
between Jr’s stuff and her own.
Frodo got himself an Alvin sweat shirt. 
I’m tellin’ ya, the boy has serious rodent issues. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a teenager so obsessed with Alvin and The Chipmunks. Oh well, each to their own. LOL
Naturally, it wouldn’t be Christmas without an appropriate outfit for the feline. I had intended it for Rocky Moose, but evidently, I had a brain fart, and forgot he needs a LARGE dog size 
, so Salem had to do the modeling. 
She wasn’t thrilled, but hey…it’s a tradition.
Basically, it was a pretty nice Christmas. There was a serious problem, but I won’t get into that, cuz I’ll get chapped all over again, and trust me, ya don’t want that! The reason we celebrate is to share the love that God showed up by giving us His Son. I never forget that IS the reason for the season!
I pray everyone had a joyous day with family and friends.
And oh yeah, Chris? I’m really sorry the Bears lost. 
Well, not really, but you know what I mean. 
