Well, well, well, what have we here? THE HOLIDAYS!!
Of course, the official holiday season kicks off with Thanksgiving. We had great turkey for Thanksgiving (and we aren't just talking about Jenni and Corey Blaser, who supped with us). Man, BRINE THOSE BIRDS! Our 11 lb turkey was gone in less than 24 hours. The other stuff was really tasty, too. We had a very relaxingmeal (which was actually ready on time--I've witnessed my first holiday miracle!). I do enjoy making the Thanksgiving meal, but really enjoy the contributions of our guests--in this case DELICIOUS blackberry pie and pumpkin pie, as well as rolls. YUM.
Usually, we put up our tree the day after Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, this year Thanksgiving fell too early. By the time Christmas rolled around, we figured a "real" tree would be a real big messy pile of dry needles. We were supposed to get one today, but it's snowing (and who wants to try and put up a very wet tree?). Sigh. Jack, however, has LOVED the snow and built his first snowman with Daddy. He then built his second snowman with Daddy (that happened right after the first snowman was completed, kinda like snowtwins or something--but not identical snowtwins). We did buy our first snow shovel today. Sniff, what a proud moment! Now, we're like real grown ups...almost.
BYU had their employee Christmas party this morning, which meant we missed out on the Home Depot Kid's workshop. Jack thought the trade-off for Santa's lap wasn't a bad idea, but Sheridan wasn't so sure. She was great the whole hour she and I spent in line (Jack and Tyler met Cosmo the cougar, did crafts, and played in a winter wonderland, but the girls carried the day by saving a place in line so we could meet said Jolly Old Elf). Of course, the moment we got to the front of the line she started freaking out, and the second we finished we were happy. I think, perhaps, she had gas (remind her of that when she turns about 15). She did chill out for about 5 seconds when she saw Santa's beard, but other than that, she didn't feel so jolly!
Of course, the official holiday season kicks off with Thanksgiving. We had great turkey for Thanksgiving (and we aren't just talking about Jenni and Corey Blaser, who supped with us). Man, BRINE THOSE BIRDS! Our 11 lb turkey was gone in less than 24 hours. The other stuff was really tasty, too. We had a very relaxingmeal (which was actually ready on time--I've witnessed my first holiday miracle!). I do enjoy making the Thanksgiving meal, but really enjoy the contributions of our guests--in this case DELICIOUS blackberry pie and pumpkin pie, as well as rolls. YUM.
Usually, we put up our tree the day after Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, this year Thanksgiving fell too early. By the time Christmas rolled around, we figured a "real" tree would be a real big messy pile of dry needles. We were supposed to get one today, but it's snowing (and who wants to try and put up a very wet tree?). Sigh. Jack, however, has LOVED the snow and built his first snowman with Daddy. He then built his second snowman with Daddy (that happened right after the first snowman was completed, kinda like snowtwins or something--but not identical snowtwins). We did buy our first snow shovel today. Sniff, what a proud moment! Now, we're like real grown ups...almost.
BYU had their employee Christmas party this morning, which meant we missed out on the Home Depot Kid's workshop. Jack thought the trade-off for Santa's lap wasn't a bad idea, but Sheridan wasn't so sure. She was great the whole hour she and I spent in line (Jack and Tyler met Cosmo the cougar, did crafts, and played in a winter wonderland, but the girls carried the day by saving a place in line so we could meet said Jolly Old Elf). Of course, the moment we got to the front of the line she started freaking out, and the second we finished we were happy. I think, perhaps, she had gas (remind her of that when she turns about 15). She did chill out for about 5 seconds when she saw Santa's beard, but other than that, she didn't feel so jolly!
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That is a hilarious picture with Santa. The best ones are always the ones where they are mad.