Some folks bake … some folks decorate the tree … some folks light up their house until it looks like a landing strip!
Me? … I do our family Christmas card.
I’m not really sure how, or why I started doing our card, I just know that at some point it became my thing, and before you knew it, it become a tradition while also earning me somewhat of a reputation. A reputation, I might add, that’s getting harder and harder to live up to.
At first I was like everyone else. I went card shopping at the store looking for a nice design, or something somewhat original. But that was before I had kids. Once you start a family, things change drastically in the Christmas card world.
For instance, I’m not sure, but I think it’s pretty much mandatory that once you actually have kids, you must start plastering their picture on the annual family Christmas card – usually a pose involving some sort of fancy family vacation taken somewhere exotic during the course of that calendar year. For added bonus points, a lengthy letter describing that awesome adventure, or how awesomely perfect your family was during the year, accompanies the card.
This is all fine and good, and perfectly acceptable behavior for Utopian Christian folk. But that hardly describes me, or my family, and I sure wouldn’t want to bore anyone with details of long weekends spent at baseball tournaments, or a family vacation to, say… Lake Erie?
Naw, the family adventure letter wouldn’t work for me. But family pictures? - Now that I could do.
My first foray into putting my three kids on a Christmas card was innocent enough - easy too. After all, they were little tikes at the time - all under the age of four when I first decided to grace our cards with their likeness.
That was the year 2000, and to this day it’s still one of my favorite cards. The kids were so cute, so innocent, and yet, you could almost sense it coming. Maybe it was Ella sticking a light up her nose, or maybe it was Eamon’s diaper loaded to the brim. Whatever it was, I should have known - yup, these kids were going to make great models for years to come and this Christmas card thing was gonna be a lot of fun!
Now I’ve got it down to a science. Each year the list of card receivers grows – this year it was well over 200. For one week I turn into a Christmas card machine - everything from brainstorming the idea (I usually have next year’s idea a year ahead of time) to executing the shot, printing and cutting the cards, and, believe it or not, buying the stamps!
Yes, it’s true, I put a lot of thought into the stamps - I have to make sure I buy a fair amount of seasonal stamps that don’t say Christmas on them anywhere for all our Jewish friends and non-believers.
For the past decade my cards have evolved from innocent, to anything but. But the one constant has been my three kids on the cover of the card. It’s been fun to watch them grow up with each card, getting more sarcastic with each passing year. So, here, in chronological order, except for the year 2003 (have no idea what happened to that one) are a decade’s worth of family Christmas cards – Horwedel style!
2000
Aren't they cute? I plopped all three down on a bed sheet by our back door and wrapped them in chili pepper lights. During the shoot Ella began sticking the lights up her nose and Eamon let loose with a thunderous dump (why do you think he's smiling?) They seemed to enjoy it and a tradition was born.
2001
Shot the picture at the Briarwood Mall. Have no idea what the hell Ella is looking at. The picture is still innocent, but starting to use a little play on words in the text.
2002
I was still recovering from a near-fatal liver abscess, but I managed to get up enough strength to shoot a picture of the kids wrapped in Christmas wreaths from our front porch. The play on words continues!
2004
The very last of my innocent cards - the kids in front of our tree.
2005
Ah, the kids are starting to hit their stride. Ella came up with the idea of "Horror"wedels - pretty clever I thought. To pull it off, I had the kids hang off the edge of the bed upside down so their hair would hang down, then I flipped the image so it looked to be standing up. The vampire poses and facial expressions are something I wish I could take credit for, but it was all them.
2006
Starting to hit full stride with this one. Took the idea from the opening scene in "A Christmas Story" where Ralphie, his brother Randy, and Ralphie's friends have their faces smashed against the Higbee's department store window checking out the goods. To pull this one off, I photographed everyone (except the cat, Eamon shot that one) with their faces pressed against the plate glass window of our front door. To give the illusion of being in a round ornament, I made sure we all bent our fingers back a little, then I photoshopped us all into a photo I took of colored ornaments.
2007
More photoshop magic. I took a picture of the Santa at the Briarwood Mall (real beard and all) and then I had the kids pose in certain ways I knew would work to make them "Santa's little helpers." I particularly enjoy Ella's face as she works the snarls out of Santa's beard.
2008
The idea hit me one day ... what's every kid's worst nightmare and every parent's threat?
Coal in the stocking! Well, someone has to mine that coal, right? Thus, Santa's dirty little secret - the coal mining elves of the North Pole.
I went nuts on props for this one. My wife did a great job making up the naughty list, I found some head lamps to use as miner's hats at T.J. Maxx, the shirts I made with a stencil and a red Sharpie, but best of all, the coal is actually real! (thanks to my brother who scored me a box from the Sandusky, Ohio coal docks). The photo was taken in the doorway of my parent's cellar, which doubled nicely as a mine shaft. Oh yeah, the cigarettes are fake - bought them at Middle Earth in Ann Arbor.
2009
Once again the idea hit me one day when my son woke up with the worst bed-head in the history of bad hair days. I told him he looked like someone off a wanted poster in the post office and the next thing anyone knew, I was taking mug shots and my wife was designing the poster. For a little extra touch, I smashed a candy cane and an ornament (one of the same ones from the 2006 card). We reused the coal from the previous year as well.
2010
My spoof on "Twas the Night Before Christmas" was a result of my kid's inability to focus on anything longer than 10 seconds without their damn phones taking over their lives. The irony of this shot is the fact that both my daughters were being punished for using their phones too much, but to get the shot I actually wanted them to text, so I had to give them their phones back while I shot the picture. Of course, they ended up dragging out the shoot as long as possible so they could continue texting - those expressions are real. My son came up with the idea of adding the gibberish text to his picture to go along with his goofy face.
I have no idea what next year's card will bring, nor do I know how long my kids will continue to be active participants. But I think I can safely count on at least five more years of creative fun with them - hopefully more, and who knows, maybe someday one of them will take over completely and the Christmas card thing will officially be theirs!
Nothing could make me more proud.
Merry Christmas!
