Unfortunately, it doesn't look all that big in this here picture. I hate to complain about my camera (again...), but it doesn't seem to be giving an accurate view of things.
The next picture is a case in point.
Oh, Did I forget to tell you I was 8 feet tall? This picture makes me look like a female, white, non-athletic, blond Shaq. But the pjs are cute, aren't they?! Jacqueline knows I love flannel pjs, but not the old lady kind. These are from Victoria's Secret, which is not normally what you think of when you think flannel.
Molly - looking all natural and candid-like for the camera. What can I say? The girl just hates to have her picture taken.
Don't you love my husband's holiday finery? At least I had the good sense to put on a pink boa for the occasion. Would you believe I also had about 10 more boas stuffed under my fleece vest? What do you mean it just looks like I'm fat? I told you there was something wrong with my ##/! camera.
The next picture is of a homeless guy we invited in for Christmas morning. That's just like us, you know. Always thinking of the less fortunate.
(The fact that he looks like our son, Hunter, is totally a coincidence.)