Another holiday season leaves us with great memories and some rather memorable gifts.
We enjoyed a delicious dinner of brisket, chicken and latkes at Gramma Kalling’s house for Hanukkah.
The grandkids played Dreidel and also this game:
Bean Boozled is a game with Jelly Bellies that come in two different flavors per color: Yum or Yuck. A light green jelly bean could taste like either lime or booger. A black jelly bean could bombard your taste buds with either licorice or skunk spray.
You get to spin and whatever color the spinner lands on, you pick up a bean and pray that it’s not the death flavor.
This was the Hanukkah gift given to Grampa Kalling (a fierce Jelly Belly lover) and he was kind enough to share with the rest of us.
The Curtis kids were good sports despite enduring the taste of skunk spray and dirty socks.
Hannah lucked out and not only won in Dreidel but also picked mostly Yum flavors.
Annie bit into a jelly bean that tasted like toothpaste and Katie ended up with a rotten egg bean. Both girls spit those beans out so fast there wasn’t time to snap a picture.
Their mom was lucky enough to taste rotten egg too. I won’t say that I ran to the bathroom and almost threw up. (It’s amazing how much of a foul taste can be packed into such a tiny bean!)
Aunt Amy ended up with the taste of baby wipes (which she claimed lasted all night long) and Aunt Sara got the lovely flavor of booger (a taste that Daddy and Gramma Kalling also had to endure).
Uncle Randy bit into a barf bean. Nice.
Next up were my folks who unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you view it) bit into some Yuck beans.
Yep. Moldy cheese and skunk spray will earn you those expressions.
At midnight, Mom sent me a text that read, “I am still belching skunk spray! Thanks a lot!” You’re welcome?
Bean Boozled–you were fun (for the most part) but we probably won’t see you again next year.
Christmas was once again hosted at my sister Sara’s lovely home. (Thanks again, sis!!)
We celebrated Jesus’ Birthday on Christmas Eve with this beautiful cake baked by my cute momma:
Christmas morning came and we made the kids (big and small) wait on the stairs before opening presents. Grampy Spraker told the kids a cute joke: What do elves learn in school? The ELFabet.
Daddy couldn’t stand it any longer and rushed into the room where I stood waiting to snap pictures of glee on OTHER kids’ faces. But my guy is always a kid at heart anyway, so I guess he qualifies.
Finally, everyone made it into the living room and began opening gifts.
We’d drawn names this year for Secret Santa. My brother-in-law Bart drew Grampy’s name and presented him with a rather interesting gift.
If you zoom in closer, you’ll see a certificate for sky diving.
Yep, a memorable gift for sure!
As the gift opening continued, Mike and I sat on the couch putting batteries into some walkie talkies that we’d given the girls. My sister Amy looked at us and asked, “WHAT kind of gift is that? WHO would give you guys that?!” I laughed as we pretended to use the walkie talkies.
“Huh? What did you say??”
Walkie talkies as a gift for deaf people.
Yep, that would be memorable too.
Here’s to a fun and funny happy new year to us all in 2015!