Nothing says Christmas like stretchy pants.

Christmas was an all-out eating fest with family members are thrown into the mix.

Christmas Eve was kept quiet with my parents, my brother, and my sister-in-law. Red meat and plenty of green veggies.

No one wants to cook Christmas day, so we rely on Chinese restaurants. Not bad at all.

I think my cousins figured out their next family Christmas card.

My aunt got Michelle a hand-painted apron. Her response was, “But I don’t know how to cook!” Looks like we have our Christmas card for next year too. My arm looks tremendous.

A family tradition of video games with proud grandpa in the background.

Christmas dinner with my dad’s side of the family. Still at the kids table.

All the women decided put together a gingerbread village after dinner.

Who said Michelle doesn’t know how to do crafts? What a mess!

Christmas spent relaxing by the fire.

The whole gingerbread village. A very merry Christmas indeed.

I know it’s a bit of a cop out to post mostly pictures for a post, but I’ve got to do something to hook the readers. It’s just like this whole new 3D trend in theaters. You can’t get my pictures elsewhere. Next up, pictures of the After Christmas Party.