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milinovich family christmas video 2011

each year for christmas i try and make some kind of music video to 'tell the story' of our christmas season as a family and capture a moment in time.  my hope is both that these will be cherished in the future by these dancing fools and enjoyed by both family and friends far and near presently.  click here to see the one i made last year, here for 2009's version, and here for the first one i did, back in 2008. 

and now, without further ado, here is this year's model:  all i want for christmas is my two front teeth.  enjoy. 

Comments

Emoly said…
Poor Santa! Maybe it's a good thing there was no photo op at the mall... Santa could be in a world of hurt from that yanking and tugging.

Merry Christmas!!

ps: why did it look like you already had Christmas??
greg. said…
wait....why does it look like we already had christmas? all the gifts are still wrapped!
Emoly said…
the part with Shannon dancing through the room with the scarf. It looks as though the boxes were gifts... I assumed it was the decoration boxes?
greg. said…
yeah, that was the decorations. thanks alot, now shannon is mad at me for putting that in the video...
:)
Mrs. Milinovich said…
Lively and entertaining as always. 3 Adorable boys!
julie said…
I made it through without crying! YES!!!! It was super fun - thanks for taking the time out to do this each year. Can't wait to kiss Quin.
Emoly said…
hahaha, Oh no. It was worth it. I'm so glad that was in the video. Now that Bill has an iPhone, I have no idea when a video may pop up (he filmed me while decorating the tree, my backside is basically all that was shot...)
greg. said…
thanks, all. glad you like it! it is a labor of love, but i hope they'll cherish these videos someday.

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