I forgot to tell you perhaps the greatest thing about Christmas Day: We got to be in the family picture!
See, Otto and his brother had arranged for us to talk to the family on Skype at some point on Christmas morning. Which would’ve been fine. But NO, Nearly Nickless somehow wired up his computer through their giant plasma TV up in the corner of the room and set a webcam on top of it and Otto and I were then beamed into the room, Starship Command-style, to converse with everyone else. That was pretty cool for us, because we could see the entire living room and watch the nephews run around and everything. But then they decided to do a family picture and had everyone line up below the TV.
Those pictures later surfaced on Facebook, and everyone in the room looks really great. In spite of the fact that Otto’s and my GIANT DISEMBODIED HEADS are floating above them.
Now I will forever remember this as the year we stayed home and got to be the GREAT AND POWERFUL TWO-HEADED OZ.