Family Circus

No one can drive us crazy unless we give them the keys. - Doug Horton


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Our first Christmas as a married couple was after three years of dating. We had spent previous holidays with our respective families, but had no decoration of our own. Well, almost no decorations. I had a small santa wearing only a stocking hat and boxers, I cannot remember why. Both in college and supporting ourselves, we were 'rolling pennies for gas' broke at the time, so we pretty much had to decorate with what we owned. DH had two tiny, comic-book-character vinyl stockings that came with suction cups to hang from glass. He had 'won' them from a crane machine earlier in the season. They looked so sad dangling from our stereo cabinet, Felix the Cat on one, and The Tick on the other. So, I went to Hobby Lobby (like a cheap Michael's in W. Texas) and bought our first snowman. The snowman was about $5, more than I had planned to spend. Made of canvas and felt, he holds a raffia broom, wears a stocking cap and has a weighted, flat base. Each year, he's the first to come out of the box and the first one placed on display. He began our snowman collection all those years ago. He now stands to the far left on our mantle.


Erin: 31, Emcee. Witty redhead, handy with a whip.

DH: 30, Strong Man. Comedian, defender of virtue.

Halie: 7, Chimpanzee. Pulls teeth, loves bananas.

Catie: 5, Leaping Lemur. Gentle and cuddly, loves grapes.

Rosie: 2, Cappuccin. Flings poo, loves carrots.

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