We start the Tour de Holiday Poogie with the above-picture of Josie meeting the Rip Taylor version of Santa Claus. Welcome to the flamboyant side of Christmas, Joey. Hopefully you won't confuse the center square with the North Pole.
Where's Uncle Bob when you need him?
The Crew helped Mommy and Daddy put the Christmas tree up and arrange the stockings. We're still trying to figure out what crude words you can spell out of R, H, C, E, and J.
I think we're cool unless there's a Croatian curse word that I'm missing. Right?
I think we're cool unless there's a Croatian curse word that I'm missing. Right?
This one is simply entitled "4-12".Poor kid.
Caroline was determined to place her ornaments at either 18 inch heights or the Daddy-assisted, top of the tree. Caroline's tree decorating is visually spectacular when viewed from a ceiling camera or lying prone on the floor. We fixed it, though.
And what would a Poogie post be without me ruining another sweet, color-coordinated Mommy/Daddy picture. They say my eyes are going to stay that way if I keep crossing them.
That's just funny.
1 comment:
Cool stuff. Tell Josie to watch out if Uncle Jeff comes to town. He may think that stocking with the "J" on it is for him.
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