Merry Christmas 2013!

It's the end of another year. Which means I get to try thirty different passwords and hack into my blogger account! This year has been full of its ups and downs, but let's jump to the present. When taking this year's picture I was worried that, now we are older, we might not have enough outtakes. Never fear! My shiny earrings produced a Glisten that I seemed to find very appealing.

At first, the pictures weren't so bad.

But then a mystical little dot appeared, as if sent from heaven.

Look at the pretty Glisten. It makes me feel so happy inside! Gracie, isn't it pretty!

*Note Rory's concern

You guys! I just feel so happy. Look! The Glisten left a tiny Glisten on my face!

*note Rory looking for Glisten

Maybe if I smile hard enough, the Glisten will come back. Gracie, look pretty. Jared do your big eyes thing. Glisten come back!

*Note Rory's concern.

No. No. No. I mustn't look for it. I love my family. I need to stay with my family. My family NEEDS me.

*Rory is unsure and worried.

What was that sweet, sparkly voice inside my head? Try and smash my youngest child? Well, okay then.

*Note Rory's concern

I know. I'll put myself out there. Let the Glisten know I'm ready. Gracie! The Glisten! I can see it in your glasses! 

*So, what does one do with arms and toes when taking pictures?

 *Now Jared's starting to worry.

Sweet, merciful heavens! It's back!

Hey...Autumn. Stop looking at the glisten.You're starting to scare me. Think of our children.

But it's so pretty and sparkly. It's like a little dot full of magic. Come closer! Come closer!

 *Note Rory's concern.

You guys. It's above your dad's hat! If I smile hard enough I think it will land on my face and all will be complete!

*Note Rory's EXTREME concern.

Oh man. You guys, I have a headache. Let's get this picture taking thing over with. Why does Rory look so triumphantly fierce?

Merry Christmas!

Love, 

The Gublers

and the Glisten...

 

Happy, Happy Birthday!!!

Dear Jazzy, they say it's your birthday! Da-da-da-da. They say it's your birthday! Da-da-da-da. 

So, find someplace cozy, relax, read a book, and ponder on the wonder that is you and how old you're getting. And please remember it's not that you're getting older, you're becoming that much more amazing.

Just ask this trucker person. She thinks you're awesome. Really. Have I told you that I call Gracie, "Jazzy" at least once a week? Well I do. Especially now she has a guitar that she totes all over the house. She knows E minor. We've made up some dramatic songs. They usually involve something about horses and fields.

Since you are five days ahead of me, I hope you enjoyed at least three of these.

This lady hopes you did as well.

I also hope you relaxed and watched whatever it is that Australians watch. With a big remote. I believe big remotes make life better.

I feel good birthday vibes coming from our ancestors. Which makes sense as you have a lot in common: venerability, yet strength.

I hope you ate some more of these. Because really, its time for a celebration!

I also hope that Phil dressed up like this. Talk about a birthday present!

Eat some more cake!

I also hope that you planted a seed deep in your heart so it will grow and remind you of your awesomeness.

You get this ribbon! Just like at the fair!

And remember to party on, have an excellent year, and if you were a president, you would be Babe-raham Lincoln.