Surviving The Christmas T-Shirts Family Photos
I have perhaps the lamest family tradition in all the vast history of Christmas. Ever since I was a wee child, my mother and father have bought insanely stupid Christmas t-shirts for everyone in the family, forced us to wear them all Christmas morning, and then take a picture of everyone in their stupid shirts in front of the fireplace. This hasn’t happened just once or twice, but on EVERY Christmas since I was born. There are even pictures of me and my sister wearing these things as babies.






