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Merry Christmas!!!

I promised a post with pictures of our well-lit house (planes actually try to land on it and neighbors can't sleep until we turn our lights off)... This is an overview of the "simple" style we have chosen for our Christmas decorations. We totally live by the motto "less is more". Now let's break it down by sections so you can truly appreciate the beauty of it all. :)
Here you'll see our angel collection next to Santa/Rudolph/snowman/tree. You might notice the little gray rabbit next to Rudolph. Your guess is as good as mine on why he belongs. It's like the Christmas version of Where's Waldo? You might also notice the 8 foot tall Santa inflatable in our front bedroom. He's a little blocked by the North Pole sign in this shot.

Next on the tour is our 4 penguins and our carousel. Better view of Santa on this one.


Here we have the gingerbread family (hopefully next year we'll need to add a new one...), our soldiers, and our sweet little OSU snowbabies with what I call a moose. Aaron says reindeer. Whatever. It's totally a moose.

And now our Eskimo Joe's collection. It all makes sense except for the turd to the far left. Aaron would call it a walrus but I say it's a turd with big teeth and a hat. Nothing says Merry Christmas like a turd in your front yard.

Hope you're all having a wonderful holiday season!!!

Comments

  1. The decorations look so awesome!! Clark Griswold has nothing on you guys...hope you win the contest. You deserve it by far! We had a great time today. Thanks for the Santa pictures...tell your mom we really appreciate it.

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  2. Wow! You guys go all out! That is so much fun! Love it!!!!!

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  3. Wow! You're putting me to shame here.......I didn't do any lights or anything. Just a wreath and a tree. I'm such a bum!!!

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  4. Wow!!!!! Awesome. I used to LOVE riding around as a kid, hunting for houses like yours. Woo hoo!!

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  5. Houses like yours are the best to look at! I am amazed at those of you who do this. I can barely get up the minimal decorations. Love your house!

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  6. The lights look great.. Brought a smile to my face.. I have one santa out and a wreath on my door.. Woo Hoo... Hope you guys have a very Merry Christmans

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  7. Holy crap. This is amazing. Jackson must witness this Christmas miracle.

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  8. Amazing. How long did it take you to put it all up?

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  9. OMGosh...you guys did a great job! I love it! You inspired me to do something more next year (all I put up is a wreath on my door)! :)

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  10. Your house is totally awesome! I am impressed with all the work and dedication you put into it! I don't think we'd ever have the patience to pull something like that off.

    I am making my blog private and want to invite you to follow. If you are interested, shoot me an email to musikatie@gmail.com.

    Thanks and Merry Christmas!
    Katie

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