So. I got this bright idea for a Christmas card. I never have bright ideas for Christmas cards until after the first of December which explains why my cards are generally late getting sent. But I digress.
I decided I wanted a photo card of “The Boys”. Problem was: I didn’t have any good photos of “The Boys” together. And no, I don’t mean the grandsons.
My children can send out cards with photos of their children on them.
I did think of sending out a card with the photo of my entire family taken in July but I nixed that because 1) Eli and Micah were not yet born and now they are and 2) Chrystal’s boyfriend is an ex-boyfriend and not really in favor around here and he’s in the photos.
So “The Boys” would have to do. Because I sure as heck am not sending out cards with my mug plastered on them. And because “The Boys” have taken over our lives. “The Boys” are all testosterone and posturing (even though most of their testosterone supply has been effectively cut-off – pun intended) and “The Boys” actually love each other. In a doggie sort of way.
I didn’t want anything too close to show the damage they’ve done to my furniture.
I wanted something cutesy but when I brought out the Santa hats, Murphy immediately wanted to eat them.
So what follows is… well… what follows.
In which Harvey sulks because he did not get to chew on the Christmas stocking.
“Please don’t get mad at me… I’m not the one chewing the Christmas stocking…” – In which Harvey acts guilty because Murphy is eating the stocking.
“What? you want me to let HARVEY into the picture?”
In which they both sulk because Don temporarily took the stocking away.
“But he growled at me, Dad…”
Now he’s afraid to come down the stairs (and he wants one of those treasures that Murphy is hogging).
In which Harvey discovers there are brightly colored lights falling off of his neck and he decides to taste them…
“I’m not having any problem at all with this posing for Christmas card stuff. Just put ME on the card and forget about that other dog…”
And Christmas Harvey.
I settled for the last two.
Boys!
This did nothing to quell my desire for a dog. For the first time since our kids were tiny, we are dog-less and I don’t like it. Enjoy your boys. 🙂