My sis took a couple photos for me on Christmas day. Our mom and dad didn't seem to want to eat lunch with us (mom was napping and dad was busy playing was his new ipad) so we trekked off to Starbucks - somewhere we seem to go every year. Then we pick up all the friends we've invited to come along for our big family dinner (I swear every year we bring more and more friends...I say the more the merrier).
We eat, talk, open presents (tradition goes youngest to oldest, one present at a time), and at the end we engage in a long battle of wrapping paper fights. Don't know how this one began, but I do believe it gets more painful every time (perhaps due the increasing scale of Muscles United - see photo above). I wouldn't trade our family traditions for anything.
Wilfred coat, COS sweater, Current Elliot jeans, Theysken's Theory boots, Hermes belt, Johnston's scarf
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