Part II of Christmas at Granny and Grandaddy's

Here are more pictures of our Christmas

Day celebration at Judy's parents' house.

If you haven't yet viewed Part I, you may

scroll down to the previous blog post.

Gathering around Granny's tree is
much more about love than gifts.

The way these kids rambled comfortably around
 the house, I was fortunate to get this one picture
 with all four of them at once.  All doing different
 things, too, mind you.

Brianna: "Anybody who doesn't know how
 to use a Bolo-Bouncer just watch me. 
And stand back!"

Uncle Matt to Hunter: "This looks like a really
 good book, but I'm with you-- let's go shoot
some hoops.  And it's none of my business,
 but did you lose your britches since
 the last time I saw you?"

Hunter: "My new game: roll the ball down
 the stairs, then holler till somebody
downstairs fetches it for me."

Claire: "I GOT IT! I GOT IT! An AIRPLANE shirt
like Grandma and Grandpa's.  Thank you, thank
you, thank you!" (Hers is better: it glows in the dark!)

Evan: "That's me-- always ready with a smile
and a wave.  And let the record show
 that I've still got my britches on."

Hunter: "Well if you're going down, I'm going up."
Bri: "And if you're going up, I'm going down."
Emma: "I'm just holding my breath . . . .

Bri: "HA! For all you doubters, I made it. 
And I didn't take the 'quick' way down, either!"

Bri finds this tender "guy moment" heartwarming.

Scary thought: all four people in this picture,
including the two year-olds, know how to play the
 game on this I-pad.  The photographer does not.

The Loyd/Talbert/Kirby version of a
"Texas Death Match."  Who do you think
came out worst in this tangle?

Actually, we were all winners, and there
 are no hard feelings, as you can tell.

I've stopped worrying about my hair when
I'm around Hunter and Evan.  It's not even worth
taking time to comb it until I'm going home.

Hunter: "I'm finding it difficult to check
my voicemail without dropping the ball."

More like sisters than cousins, Bri and Claire dare to
venture down the steps as long as they're holding hands.

What a model of teamwork and cooperation!

But even a better example of
LOVE!