Ava performed in the Nutcracker and Jilli and I were lucky enough to attend.
The first snow of the season. The kids kept saying, "Are you sure we go to school in this?" and "I don't think we should be driving."
We walked into Walmart and found Santa in the gardening section. Jilli was convinced, but the tattoos up his arms and the fact that he had a 20-year olds face, convinced me otherwise.
Recipients of some great Jazz tickets, courtesy of Scott Nance.
Happy 1/2 birthday Beck-man! Love you big guy!
Jilli's been working on her flexibility as well.
Jilli got up and threw-up all over the bathroom, so after giving her a bath and mopping up the mess, we were both wide awake -- she then said, "Mom, let me read you a bedtime story -- that always makes us sleepy."
We were able to get our hands on tickets to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concert.
More snow . . .
More flexibility . . .
This was the boys' first day at their new school. It was a good experience for all of them.
Moving problems. When you pack something in the storage unit and then decide you need it, it's always in the very back.
The many faces of Miss J . . .
She was singing "Pretty Woman, walking down the street . . ."
Cousin and uncle time.
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