Merry Christmas

Printer problems prevented me from sending my own creation Christmas cards this year. The problem was that my old printer died and the new printer took toooooooo long to come. I truly get excited and find joy in designing and printing my own cards each year. I was disappointed that I had to resort to sending traditional store bought cards. If you got a card from us consider yourself very lucky. If you didn't get a card from us consider yourself among the majority. I wasn't able to send out as many cards as I would have liked. If the printer would have arrived in time this would have been your Christmas card.

Visitors from Jerusalem

The Lewis family on a weekend getaway to the ancient city of Petra.

My brother Glenn and his family are coming to town for Christmas. They live in Israel and I don't get to see them much, so I am really excited to have them here for the holidays. Since they used to live in my ward I am hosting an open house for them. It will be this coming Sunday, December 20th from 7-9 p.m. You're invited to come and see how Glenn and Erika are doing and just have fun catching up with friends. Refreshments will be served. Due to the lack of space, I prefer it to be adults only, but if you need to bring babies and kids they are welcome. Hope to see you there.

Winter Wonderland

A few years ago I would have gotten upset by neighborhood boys walking through my yard and disturbing my pristine snow covered yard. This year however, I am overjoyed to see footprints size 5 and 8 (and even neighborhood boy size) scattered across the once pristine snow.

This past week’s snow storm and warmer temperature made conditions perfect for two little girls to play in the snow.

Check out the snowflakes piled up on Eva’s eyelashes. Aren’t you glad you don’t have to suffer like her with such long and thick lashes?

 

Scary Claus

In our home we prefer to focus on the true meaning of Christmas and the birth of our Savior, because frankly that "Jolly Ol' St. Nicholas" guy is far too scary.

See.....................

This is as close as Mallory was willing to get to the jolly old elf. Now for Eva’s turn:

Oh, the TERROR!