bring it.

today was a big day here at casa choi. we all donned our green and gold gear and cheered on the pack as they won the nfc championship and advanced to the super bowl! whohoo!


choi boy had absolutely no clue what was going on ("what is this football you americans speak of?"), but his daddy nearly lost it.

exhibit a:


and b:


that was some sort of strange mufasa-holding-simba-on-pride-rock homage type thing. i don't know. i have no words.

oh, choi boy...this poor child has no idea how weird his new family is...

there was some major celebrating and dancing going on and we are excited to watch the big game in two weeks! bring it, steelers, bring it!

and after a major celebration, what's the only thing left to do?

clean up, of course! choi boy's favorite! seriously, the child did his "oh-wah"s of joy when the hubs brought out the vacuum and squealed with delight when i handed him the swiffer. you know, on second thought, perhaps he's got the weirdo chops to fit right in with us after all...



oh, and in case you were wondering, it takes a lot of tries to try and get a decent family shot...

exhibit a:

"quick! grab him before he squirms off the couch!"

and b:

notice choi boy smiling, but not at the camera and momma's crazy eyes. oh, and the drool stain on my shirt.

and p.s. yes, those *are* glitter letters on my shirt. and no, i do not like them. why do sports apparel companies make women's shirts so cheesy??