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Soon It Will Be Spring

 I have had a good attitude about the weather this winter. The gloom hasn't weighed on me. The cold hasn't cut me. Not yet. But I'm starting to feel my mood shift. It's been icy and windy, and I've had enough.

To brighten my afternoon, I'm reviewing some snapshots of our family adventures over the past few months. I might feel grumpy right now, and maybe for a few days now, but I haven't been grumpy ALL winter. We've had some fun. To prove it, I have to go all the way back to December because I can't believe I didn't share some of these delights. I'll write about some of these pictures so future generations will know the context, but some of them speak for themselves.


Snowflake-making competition in seminary. One of the kids accidentally made a creepy face.
Went to visit Mom at her new house in Arizona. We spent some time at the Mesa Temple Visitors Center. Fun to see Grandma Della.


I like how Gavin and Brooklyn get along most of the time. You'll see a few pictures of them in this post keeping each other entertained.
Christmas Eve dinner at the Olive Garden. We are such fancy people.

Christmas PJ's from Grandma.
Gavin and Brooklyn got snowboarding gear.
Christmas dinner.
One of Gavin's favorite gifts. He learned about Jackie Robinson and with his new love of baseball, he had to have a jersey.
This is what happens when you take candy to bed with you.
Candy bar game on Christmas break. This picture shows smiles, but, unfortunately, the game got quite intense and one person was kicked out.
McDonald's break on our after-Christmas shopping trip.
Basketball, basketball. I need to get some better pictures, considering how much time I spend watching games.
At Thanksgiving, Emily made a delicious cheese loaf. Brooklyn had a serious craving for it a month later and made a replica.
This is Sean's birthday cake from his seminary teacher (not me--my teaching partner). She has been making birthday cakes for all of the kids according to the thing they like best. Sean didn't give her a good answer when she asked, so since he's hardly at seminary, she figured he likes to sleep best. She was right!
Our handsome 15-year-old!!!
Our beautiful 12-year-old. Earrings and braces!!
Cute 9 1/2 year old. He won this prize from the arcade games at the place where we watch a lot of basketball games.
More cute 9 1/2 year old. He decided to comb his hair.
Sean trying to convince me to take him to McDonalds. He said he would pay.
Snowmen on an icy yard.
Snowman on an icy car.

Dead snowman.


And now we're all up-to-date!


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