We're leaving shortly for my aunt's house in NE Iowa for Christmas. Because of this, my family opened gifts last night. Here were a few of the highlights:
Dad on Christmas movies (again) at the breakfast table: “These Christmas movies are really hard on the tough guys. The only guys who have a chance are the gay guys.”
Mom opens gift from Sara, which was Hawkeye sweat pants and a sweatshirt.
Sara: “Mom, guess what I got you.”
Mom: “It’s clothes…. It’s lingerie.”
Sara: “Yeah, Mom I got you lingerie. That would be weird.”
This leads to a conversation about the lingerie my mom got when my parents got married. (WHO has these conversations while opening Christmas gifts?!?!?!?)
Mom opens Hawkeye sweat pants and a sweatshirt.
Sara: “Mom, go in the bathroom and try them on.”
Mom just starts undressing in the living room.
Dad: “I’m going to get you clothes more often.”
Dad’s turn to open a gift.
Dad: “I hope you didn’t get me boxers and expect me to try them on for you.”
I got Dad a Hawkeye steering wheel cover. (Yes, Christmas is the only time of the year buy Hawkeye things. It's a sacrifice I make to keep my family happy.) He wasn't sure he really liked it, but had a lot of fun playing with it. There was a small opening between the cardboard in the middle and the actual steering wheel cover. He sat there for the longest time holding it up to his face so that we could just see his eyes through that hole. I wish I had a picture...it would probably be much more fun that just hearing the story. It was pretty funny til his eye starting swelling up. Apparently you're not supposed to hold the steering wheel cover to your eye.
As I'm writing this, we're getting ready to leave. Since it's 37 degrees out today with no snow on the ground (boo!), my dad just asked, "Can I wear shorts today?" Really? 37 is NOT shorts weather, Father.
I will work on getting you a picture soon of my dad's other Christmas gift. It's pretty unique!
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