Christmas Cards

Christmas cards are a funny thing. Everyone has their preferences: flat, folded, photo or no? Everyone has their lists. Our list had gotten quite extensive, to well over 100, and when I looked at it I just had to cut it back. Who got cut first? The people who never, ever, not even once sent us a Christmas card. Not that it’s a one-for-one type deal, but I mean c’mon, these things aren’t cheap, and if you’re not scratching my back then I’m gonna stop scratching yours.

I looove getting Christmas cards in the mail. I know once I get the Denham’s (which is always the first one to get here…way to go Melissa!) I know more aren’t far behind. I love to read (in one page or less, please) what people have been up to in the past year, and more importantly, and I know I’m not alone, I hope there’s a picture. And no, not just a picture of your kids. Sure, your kids are pretty cute, but I don’t really know them. I know you. I want to see you, especially if you live far away, never post pictures on Facebook and have no blog. It’s the nosey nature in me that loves to know all the details of your life. How else will I know that you lost 30 pounds or dyed your hair green? Until I’m ridiculously obese and balding and have no teeth we will probably do a family picture every year for our card. Plus, it gives us a reason to update the one on our mantle. Which up until 2 weeks ago was still just a picture of Derrick and I. Poor Summer didn’t even get her own time up there with us.

I’m happy to say that for the most part all of our cards are sent! This family picture was our second attempt…the first one was horrible, due to my 3 misbehaving children. My 2 little girls and my one adult boy. Nightmare. We snapped this one in Phoenix 2 weeks ago, and with the help of Photoshop and some inspiration (read=copying) from tinyprints I whipped this puppy up in an evening. I must say, I’m pretty impressed with myself!

Oh, one more thing—even if you don’t have kids I think you should still send a card. Use a snapshot of a place you visited, it doesn’t have to be all formal. Let us know all the fun things you’re doing, so we can reminisce about how we use to do fun things before we had kids!

Merry Christmas!