Snowed piles and piles in Heber this weekend. Mom tried to make a snowman, but the snow was too dry. She kept at it with shovel, though, and eventually made a Hershey's kiss.
We were excited to be able to talk to Jake today, but Japan called and said his window for calling moved to tomorrow. A package that he sent to us came today, though (on a Sunday...wierd). We got some Hi Chew's, curry, mabodofu, and other misc gifts. Got to see some pictures from an SD card he sent, too. I'll have to post one tomorrow.
After our home teachers left, we had a Christmas spiritual family home evening--Dad read "The Gift of the Magi," Beffy read our traditional "Claude the Dog" children's book about giving, Jamie rocked out on the piano for us while we sang Christmas songs. Then we played Scruples, an older game mom got dad for Christmas. People kept coming over and bringing treats (either Beffy's popular with the jr. high guys, it's because dad's the bishop), but we finally got through Scruples and played another scattegories-type game with facecards. Many jokes and jest throughout the day (did we really name every vegetable known to man at the dinner table?). Hilarious night.
I'm listening to "Savior, Redeemer of My Soul." It's my new favorite song after a ward fireside a few weeks ago about Joseph Smith. Josephine (?) from BYU's Young Ambassadors sang the tune like an angel.
Mom's blonde comment of the night:
She'll be a good model--she's very photographide.
Mom's blonde action through the years:
Spelling her own name wrong on Jamie's wedding announcement.
Love it.
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