Sunday, December 28, 2008

Christmas Traditions

Tate is too young to fully understand Christmas yet, but he still was introduced to our family traditions. 

On Christmas Eve, we had all of my Mom's family (20+ guests) to our house for dinner and presents. Tate strutted his stuff greeting all the guests. 

We also opened gifts. This is Tate's last year to be an only grand-child and only great-grandchild on my Mom's side of the family since my sister Nancy and cousin Jade are both expecting next summer! He had to live it up while he could.  

We also continued a 32-year tradition by welcoming Jonathan Marshall to the family. (He married my cousin Sara this past summer.) We have a, ahem, "beautiful" plastic peacock that has been formally presented to the newest family member every Christmas Eve since 1976. The story behind it is long, but funny. Welcome to the family, Jon. You better take care of that precious family member (oh, and take care of Sara, too)...

And then we started a new Post Family tradition. Sara cooked! 

After a fitful night of sleep which we thought was excitement over Santa coming but then realized was actually because of a 101.5 fever, Tate woke up to find that Santa came! Tate loved seeing the new toys and couldn't figure out which to play with first. We then went to Big Guy and Mia's where Big Guy made our traditional Christmas breakfast of eggs benedict.

Tate looks at Eddie's ears with resignation...assuming they will be put on him next. Don't worry Tate! No more silly outfits now that you are 1! 

We ended with Christmas night at my Aunt Kathy's, where we always play board games and open "crackers" which contain bad jokes, silly toys, paper crowns and, sometimes, a Hitler-style mustache. (if anyone has a picture of Kathy in the 'stache, please send!) 

We're looking forward to future Christmases with Tate and very excited that he will have a new cousin on BOTH sides of the family (Rob's brother Chris and wife Sarah are expecting a girl any day now) next Christmas to share it with! 

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas!  What a difference a year makes...

Christmas 2007

Christmas 2008

(Santa is already rethinking the 'drum set' he brought Tate.)

Christmas 2007

Christmas 2008

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Christmas picture outtakes

We had one mission today: To get a good picture of Tate to use on our Christmas cards. 

We tried Santa first...

Hmmm. Not so much. 

So then we went over to my parents' house which is always nicely decorated for the holidays. Tate proved to be a temperamental model...first, his vanity got in the way: 

"Once you're done with my hair, hon, do you think you could grab the makeup lady and let's get this show on the road?!? And where's catering? Catering!!?! Sheesh. You just can't find good help anymore..."  

"Are you sure this is my best side? I really don't think it is..."

"I mean, come on...this side is really much better, dontcha think?" 

Then he started hitting on the other models...

"Hey baby. Can I call you Ginger? You come here often? Your legs must be tired because you've been 'run, run, running as fast as you can' through my mind all day."

"I swear I didn't know you two were a pair, buddy! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Please stop kicking my butt!" 

So yeah. No picture today. We'll try again tomorrow....

Sunday, December 7, 2008

The Boy King and Nanny-sippi

Nanny-sippi came to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday, and I just realized I never posted pictures due to the excitement over the duel going on between Tate and Bill Murray. (I am proud to report that Tate has overcome his fears and made up with Bill. They have been seen walking around the house together).  

While Nanny-sippi was here, we went to see the King Tut exhibition at the Dallas Museum of Art. The Boy King was no match for our own boy king: 

She also brought Tate a singing penguin that now goes everywhere with us. (This is the only picture I got of Tate on Thanksgiving Day. I just wanted to post it so people would believe me that I did NOT dress Tate like a Turkey...we went for the New-York-artsy-fartsy look instead...) 

And they enjoyed a little game of catch over breakfast: 

Tate enjoyed spending time with his grandmother from Mississippi!