And then, of course, it all went horribly wrong.
Largely because I said to myself, "Self," I said. "I want these pictures to be clear. I want us to show up. I don't want our faces to get lost."
So, I cropped all the pictures and got nice, tight close-ups of all of us.
Then the blanket showed up and I almost cried. "I didn't order THAT," I screamed. "There has to be some sort of horrible mistake!"
And you might be saying the same thing that a lot of my friends and family said when (after checking the computer and realizing that I had, in fact, ordered such a thing) I sent a picture to them "Oh, that's not so bad. Sure, that black dog's a little big but it's nothing to cry about."
But that's because you are seeing this picture small on the computer screen, much like I saw it when I ordered it online not in all its full, over-sized glory.
It's just when you get it in person that you realize that your head in the picture is at least TWICE the size of your head in real life.
And then, when you decide to throw caution to the wind and give it to your husband anyway, you see that he almost looks like a tiny little pin-head in comparison to his head on the picture:
And while your little, fluffy Maltese doesn't look crazy out of proportion
Your hairless cat (who, of course, refuses to cooperate with being photographed) looks downright freaky-deaky huge.
And--far worst of all--your poor Rottweiler mix looks like he's roughly the size of a COW.
This, my friends, is just one reason that we have champagne BEFORE opening our gifts here at The Yates' Estates.