oh the holidays – AsziChild

Since I have been amiss in keeping up my personal blog I thought I would do a monster photo post from our holiday in Colorado. This was Cooper’s first x-mas with the Beckords…and I think we quite possibly scared him away from joining in on future Beckord holidays. With everyone home to celebrate my parent’s 40th anniversary, my dad’s b-day, my dad’s obsession with martinis and x-mas….let me tell ya, it was an intense time. The pictures will give you a glimpse of all the characters involved (primarily focused around a 3 year old)…

The first of 10 days at home: survive a walk in the winter weather:

Then the dry Colorado air will do crazy things to your hair:

So you have to try and curl it (first time ever!):

Then it is time to celebrate the mystery of how my parents have survived 40 years together. They were surprised by the homecoming of their two boys who originally were not scheduled to be home to celebrate:

Two days later it is time to continue to drink my dad’s martinis (his new hobby…perfecting the art of the martini) and decorate the tree:

Then eat a tub of ice cream:

Even the impala over the fireplace was intense:

Christmas day we didn’t do your average Christmas meal. This year we were treated to my bro’s extra special brats and sauerkraut:

At this point Cooper is feeling overwhelmed…

Christmas morning we got a little crazy…

Even little baby Nora got crazy…

So we had to go sledding…

And frolic in the snow…

Now it is time to hibernate.

Author: Ali Carras

At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change. I have closed my comments due to mass amounts of spam that no filter could ever control. Feel free to contact me abeckord [at] gmail.com! View all posts by Ali Carras