Christmas 2007

I know I'm a little behind but that's what happens in the middle of buying and selling a house. Christmas was spent in Star Valley this year with my side of the family. Of course my girls were spoiled constantly by grandma and grandpa and it took me a week to sugar detox them and get them back into a routine. We played in the abundance of snow that Wy. provides. Evie enjoyed riding on the snowmobile around the hayfield. We even pulled Mark behind it on his snowboard for a little creative fun. There were a lot cousins, grandparents, aunts and uncles to visit and play games with. We stayed up waaaaaayyyyy too late every night playing games and it was hard to function with the kids in mornings (vacations are rough). My sister brought her PSP and Mark and I were initiated into Guitar Hero and Dance dance revolution. We are totally addicted now and are saving our pennies for our own. The most entertaining thing was watching my mom and dad face off. On Christmas Eve we enjoyed our usual traditions of opening new p.j.'s, reading the Christmas story from Luke and setting our milk and cookies for Santa. Christmas morning was all about the girls. Because they were the only small kids there we let them have all glory. It was a lot easier to let them open their presents first and then put Addy down for a nap so that we could open ours. Addy loved her new baby doll from Santa and Evie's favorite was her new princess dress up clothes. In the middle of opening presents we got a call from Mark's brother Michael on his mission in Russia. Turns out they celebrate Christmas on Jan. 7th over there. Later that day we all went over to grandpa's house to help him celebrate and watch him open his gifts. This is his second holiday season without his dear companion and it's still hard. Next it was off to the church to play B-ball and V-ball and let the girls run around the gym. We played hard enough to have sore muscles the next day but it was a good kind of sore. Of course a visit to S.V. wouldn't be complete without biscuits and gravy from grandma Clines. The girls and I rode him with my sister from St. George and it was quite an adventure. She didn't have snow tires and we had pretty bad roads the whole way home. Always an adventure. What mattered most was that we were able to make memory's together which is more important than anything else in life. Until someone takes that opportunity away from you you really don't know what your missing.