(This iPhone photo was captured my 6 year-old nephew. Hence, the angle and the cutting off of heads)
These past couple of weeks I’ve been cooped up and cut off from the outside (mostly due to my refusal to leave the house when it’s snowing/bitter cold), so my sister’s 9th annual X-mas After X-mas party* could not have come at a better time.
*Basically, a white elephant gift exchange between friends you didn’t get to see over the holidays. And there are cupcakes.
There’s nothing like passing around cellphone pics of Mark Wahlberg in Calvins and Johnny Depp in his heyday (now, then and forever) to bring women together. Or the shared poking fun of boys’ habits or the free-flowing Moscato or the random celebrity encounter stories (for the record, I hear Ethan Hawke and Robin Thicke are both very gentlemanly). Point is, just put us all in a room together and it’s bound to be great, gabby fun.
Also, gifts! Of the $25 or lower variety. We’re a very budget-friendly bunch.
My nephews Mason and Jax were in the other room playing with toys, but eventually got bored and started crawling around like this.
Then this precious moment happened and we all just about died. Right after we snapped up plenty of pictures, of course. Such brotherly love!
The X-mas After X-mas was a lovely time with lovely ladies—just what the doctor ordered for a serious winter slump.