See, I managed to cram about 14 annoying phrases in one title! It wouldn't be Christmas vacation without us Vaughans hitting on an obnoxious phrase to overuse for the week, and this week it was "totes adorb." Livie mentioned in passing that she had seen someone comment on a Flickr photo with the phrase "totes adorb" instead of taking the time to type out the phrase "totally adorable." She unwisely said something about "It just really annoys me." Well, way to wave a red flag to gathered siblings! We promptly worked "totes adorb" into every conversation, along with its cousins, "totes awes", "totes ridic" and "totes yum". Bethaney, who was not there for the original conversation, added fuel to the fire the next day by telling us how stupid it sounded. The sad part is, it's getting to the point where I find it hard to say the word "totally" even when I'm not trying to be all ironically funny.
This is going to be the most pathetic collection of pictures for a Christmas vacation, ever. I got so used to Livie being camera-hungry and stealing my camera to take lots of pictures, I got out of the habit of taking many pictures. But now that Olivia is all big and important with her new camera, my poor camera was neglected. I took 30+ pictures the whole nine days we were up at Vaughan's.
60 minute rolls, and homemade French fries.
So that's the extent of the photos. Pretty lame. I missed documenting the White grandparents coming up for a few days, and the influx of David and Rachel and their kids, and the general wonderfulness that the week was. We played lots of progressive rummy, and even an entire game of garbage with Mom on one of her few days off. Towards the end of the vacation, we got into a hearts craze, where I proceeded to shoot the moon. Twice in one game, New Year's Eve. Not to brag, or anything. We ate lots of yummy mint cookies that Ashley made, and a couple batches of biscuits, and turkey, and ham, and spaghetti, and... it was a lot of food, which made sense because there was a lot of people there. Not quite as many people as there was there last year, sniff, sniff (we missed you, AK and OR Vaughans!). The cousins spent a lot of time saying " 'Tend I'm the mommy, and you're the little baby," or " 'Tend I'm the panther, and you're all scared," (that one is courtesy of Little House on the Prairie), or " 'Tend I'm the ROBBER!". There was lots of 'tending. Lincoln and Gilbert alternated bonking each other on the head with long, sincere hugs. I missed Evan desperately when he had to come home to work for a few days, and we all missed Lindsey, who had to attend to stupid medical issues before the year was out (and the deductible had to be met again) instead of coming home as planned. Several of the family went to Vermont to attend the wedding of the lovely Cristin McMillan, and those of us left at home felt weird in the semi-quiet house (well, as quiet as it could be with 7 kids. But it did lack Livie, so a reduction in volume, overall), and waited anxiously for the pictures and reports from the wedding weekend. Evan and Justin played with the new tractor, and dreamed sugaring dreams. All in all, 'twas wonderful. And now we're home, and the kids still have colds and are fussy, but it's nice to be in our little nest again. Occasionally, it even snows and gets cold enough to remind us that it is winter! Looking forward to the rest of January!