Merry Xmas Eve

I've become one of THOSE people. You know, the kind that dress their dogs up like people and post excessive pictures of their newborn ad nauseum. I've never been a baby person, but it all changes when you give birth to a sweet precious angel face. I guess when they live inside of you for 9 months, kicking you in the ribs, causing heart burn, general discomfort, and then you push them out after laboring for 14 hours, it changes everything.

So gag, here's another picture I love. Notice the Pabst Blue Ribbon booties that were mine 35 years ago, and yes SAVED by my mother for me. But that's a completely separate post.