We had a great Thanksgiving this year. Since we just moved out here, we didn't feel like we could fly back home. A young family in our ward, the Bohons, invited us to their log house (Yes!) for dinner. They built the house on their own (with some help on the heavy duty stuff, of course), and have done a really good job. They found enough walnut planks in the barn on the property to lay a hardwood floor that is amazing. I wish I had a picture, but I was too scared that we weren't going to make it up the winding hills on gravel roads, and then too busy with the kids to think to grab the camera. Shannon made a wonderful dinner, and Anna and Elizabeth loved playing with their three kids. By the way, did you know that if you live by where they do in the mountains, you can shoot deer on your property? Just sit on the porch and wait, apparently. And no, we did not have venison for Thanksgiving. We just picked up some handy information just in case.
Friday morning we woke up early (7:30) for the morning-after-Thanksgiving shopping mania. We rushed out the door (9:50) to hit all of the sales before they ended. True to form, Anna absolutely loved the intense shopping atmosphere, and wanted to buy everything she saw. Elizabeth was torn between wanting to play with the toys and wanting to stay close to me. So what did we end up buying? Only Santa knows . . . which is amazing because the kids were with us and all I had for present cover was a puffy vest - yes, I still have one and I like it.
We just got the pictures the girls took in October. Thankfully, these were pre-mullet. I think the girls are amazing and beautiful, because they are, of course. :) If you are clo
se to Billings, this photographer is wonderful. Both of the girls were super crabby and hungry (where is their mom?), and she still got really good pictures of them.
se to Billings, this photographer is wonderful. Both of the girls were super crabby and hungry (where is their mom?), and she still got really good pictures of them.
