Clara and I went to a cute playgroup the other day. Brittany had lots of fun toys and snacks. We did a cute little rhyming activity. I had a tricky time in keeping Clara from straying to far away. In the first photo you can see her with a yellow broom in the distance. We are excited to do it more often!
Because we think we will never have the opportunity again we bought season passes! We had a great time yesterday. It was 82* in January. Crazy!
The girls have a tournament coming up so last week and this week we are giving them time to brush up on their skills. They are such a cute bunch of girls.
While up in Idaho we went sledding at Grandma Clara's house. Clara loved it the first time but got gonged in the head by the camera. After which she had no patience for it. I however, felt like the kids in Snow Treasure. I want to go every year! Next time hopefully we can get the 4 wheelers out.
It was such a great Christmas. We talked to James and watched the children play with the toys. Plus, it snowed! Every year Mom makes these amazing turnovers from scratch. They are a lot of work. I am grateful to my parents for the wonderful example of work and making holidays an elegantly beautiful and happy experience for all. I want to be just like them.
All us mom's attempted to get a good Grandchild photo but it was thwarted by low lighting conditions and Clara. She was only happy being held. Lauren and I made some more bag lanterns to put on my mom's window box and front steps. They looked great. Clara was Mary for the family Nativity. We rang the bells and sang some more. We ate soup in bread bowls and had Bree. I love Bree!
Good Hours
I had for my winter evening walk—
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow.
And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.
I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no cottages found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.
Over the snow my creaking feet
Disturbed the slumbering village street
Like profanation, by your leave,
At ten o'clock of a winter eve.
Robert Frost
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The Monday before Christmas my parents have the tradition of going caroling with some of friends around the neighborhood. After we got back we snacked on hot chocolate and donuts and then we play with my Dad's incredible Lionel train. Then we ring bells and sing some more! It is so fun.
My sister's new baby girl. She is a sweetheart. She looks just like her sister Shawna. We are so glad for their cute little family.
