Christmas cuteness

Between my title for this post and the pictures I have put with it, I'm sure you are all running off to gag. But a few of you might be thinking wrong things about the ticking of biological clocks. Sure, these two babies look all cute and stuff, but I've seen them drooling. And *making messes*.

But they are cute.

These are my two nephews. Yesterday was their first Christmas, and my sister-in-law just sent me pictures of them with the stuffed animals I bought them. Drew is with the giraffe, and Mitch is the one with the elephant. And at first glance, I thought Drew's mouth was all misshapen, before I figured out it was a pacifier. Whew. I don't want a nephew with a freaky mouth. Close call.

I'm sure their parents think it's all cute and stuff that I got them stuffed animals. When they get older, I'll buy them loud video games and water guns. I have to retain my title of cool aunt, even if I have to buy it. Let's hope it doesn't come to buying cigarettes and beer.

I just pictured little Mitch holding a cigarette, and it made me giggle. I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell just for that.

Anyways, I just told someone a few hours ago that I wasn't going to do three posts again in one day, since it suggests that I really have nothing to do. I just proved myself wrong. I do like to prove people wrong, so I guess that feels kind of good.

But I did want to share these pictures, because I found them mighty cute. Somewhere all of my friends are smirking. Christmas revelry stories to follow at an undisclosed time.