There have been a couple of Christmas stories that should be written down. These stories are Brandon's stories and he's given me permission to post them on here.
The first story happened our first Christmas together. My birthday is almost exactly one month before Christmas and Brandon had given me a levi jacket that I just loved and that I still have. Then Christmas rolled around and I opened up all of my gifts from my wonderful husband to find that once again he had given me the same jacket. He had completely forgotten that he'd already given it to me and I had worn it quite a bit in that month in between:)
The second story happened during the next Christmas. Logan was just about 3 weeks old and my sister's and my mom have a huge tradition of going on black friday and shopping our little hearts out. Brandon and I had made our list of stuff we wanted and planned on me going. That night like most newborns do, Logan stayed up all night crying. Thankfully Brandon decided to go in my place. He had no idea what he'd gotten himself into. He was miserable. He HATES to shop. My mom and sister's dragged him around and were thankful for his help to lift the heavy stuff. Finally they ended up at Old Navy and Brandon decided to stand outside and wait instead of inside the store. He leaned up against the building and put his head back and closed his eyes. A few minutes later a guy came up to him and gave him a dollar and walked away thinking he was homeless.
These stories may only be funny to me and Brandon but I wanted them written down.
Christmas Fun
2 weeks ago
6 comments:
I think they are funny! I had a good laugh. :)
Hey Kim , thanks for the encouragemant. The kitchen I got at toys r us. It was more than we wanted to spend but my mom went in on it with us> i liked it because it wasn't plastic and the colors were so cute. It takes a while to put together but worth it, and it was pretty easy. I love your daughter, she is sooooo cute! Everytime I see your blog she gets cuter if taht is even possible.
those are hilarious!
Great Stories!
That'a my boy
We enjoyed the stories...they did need to be written down before they are forgotten.
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