Month: November 2016

Part of a conversation with Kyra today:

Thank you, mom, for raising me to talk proper English, so I can laugh at things like this.

I have our tickets…

I’m cranking away on my seminary lesson, and decided it was time for a snack. We don’t usually have “snack foods” around the house, so sometimes a bit of creativity is required. Today I ended up with popcorn, butterscotch chips, and a glass of orange juice.

Surely that’ll get my brain shifted into high gear!

Yesterday we had a photoshoot (long story, but it’ll all become clear when our Christmas card comes out) and Zack was really hamming it up. He used a hair dryer to get a little more “body” in his hair, and then gave me a few poses. He was absolutely hilarious because he was so serious.

This is one of them, which seems to capture his thoughtful side.

Now that Kyra’s back home for a few days, I’ve had a chance to break out some board games (no one else around this house plays against me, so when she’s away at college my games sit in the closet gathering dust). After soundly defeating her in a couple games of Dominion, then trouncing her in Canasta, she brought the fight back to me tonight in a game of King of Tokyo.

With her health at 1 (barely alive) and in danger of losing in the next turn, she took a huge chance and rolled for stars. Amazingly, she managed to end up with six 3’s to score six stars for the win. Unbelievable.

Queen of Tokyo!

I don’t even know what was happening here.

Today Laralee and Kyra spent many hours in the kitchen, although it’s my suspicion much of that time was talking instead of cooking. Regardless, we had a wonderful opportunity to sit down together and enjoy a great dinner.

The homemade rolls were amazing.

We even enjoyed some nice candles (yeah, I was in charge of table decorations).

I’m working on our family Christmas card, which means going through our archive of photos from 2016. Of course I want the card to be more or less “balanced”, showing each of us in various poses and situations. I’m having a hard time finding many shots of Zack where he doesn’t look like either a special-needs child or a psychotic maniac.

It’s possible there’s a little too much of his dad in him.

Last night we went to a party at a friend’s house, and Zack didn’t want to “get all dressed up” (he was wearing pajama pants). So he pulled on his Chewbacca pajamas and we headed out.

When we arrived, their daughter Lexi saw Zack and was so excited because she has Chewbacca pajamas too! She ran to her room to put them on.