It might come as no surprise that my family is large, loud and always right. That is, each member is ALWAYS right, which isn't possible because I am always right. When the holidays roll around I think of three things: Christmas lights, christmas food and 19 people all opening presents at the exact same time in my grandparent's living room. This year was no exception to all of the above. I know the Taylors are overbearing. I know the Taylors are very "vocal." I know the Taylors can, at times, be a lot to handle. Still, we're more fun than any family I've ever met, and it was nice to be at home this year (after all, I was in Shanghai last year). Here's a few photos cataloging the "adventure:"
My Nana, the QUEEN of Christmas (and all holiday things kitsch - note the hat):
My Mom, this year's Princess of Presents. We was good to her:
Payne Stewart, I Mean My Dad, King Of "To Me, From Me." He Funds Most of The Holiday Operation:
My Mom Holding My Dad's "Favorite" Gift - Underwear That Doubles As A Tent For Two:
The Aftermath of a Taylor Christmas (Don't Worry, We Recycled All The Paper):
All 19 Of Us - Now That's Pretty Cool!
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