We have had Christmas Crackers at the Christmas table for the last several years, I believe since my brother returned from his study abroad program in college. And his wife has always had them at her Christmas. Anyway, Christmas crackers come with a toy, a joke and a paper crown inside. Everyone wears the crown at dinner. This year, I ripped mine when trying to get it on my head.
I remember us all laughing about it, and here is the proof. I ripped my crown putting it on my head.


And here is my lovely family. Laughing at me in the "Oh yes, you DO have a big head that ripped your crown!" My sister-in-law was kind enough to try and blame it on my hair and clips. We all can see what's happening here. Thanks, Dad!
I especially love my brother's expression of horror!

I have decided to embrace it though - I took a photo from my Dad that had my uncle (who also claims to have a large head of hair) and I with a new crown, and I am using it as profile pic just about everywhere.
1 comment:
I LOVE your uncles expression. your dad captured a fabulous moment. looks like everyone had a great time.
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