Here we are on Christmas morning, peeking out from my perspective. Santa brought me a new digital Canon camera, so this is the first picture I took. This gift was on my lap, which is sporting some cute chandelier pajama bottoms.
Here's my sweet husband, reading all about his new GPS unit, a TomTom brand. He loves it although it kept falling off the windshield at first. I'm planning to borrow it for my road trip to Dallas tomorrow as I'll be at a leadership conference for the next three days for TPC.
Christopher and Lindsey are comparing their loot from Santa. They both got iPods as their main Santa gift. Santa likes digital things, obviously.
Here's another view of our upstairs tree, the one that Lindsey decorated.
Here's Daddy filming the kids looking at what Santa brought them.
"Look what I got!" Christopher says.
Completely unrelated to Christmas, with the exception that it has red and green paint, I want to draw attention to the art on the wall behind the kids. I'm not sure how closely anyone can see the original art above the plaid chair, but it's a beautiful watercolor piece that we got as a wedding gift from Kelly's aunt, a generous and talented relative named Maryann Judd. The subject of the piece is the Lehi Roller Mills, before there a lot of places were built around it. The matting around the artwork is in Christmas colors. I must have designed our game room around the colors in this piece of art. I love it.
To keep them as snug as a bug in a rug, I gave each of the kids one of these soft and squishy bears to comfort them the night before Christmas. Lindsey named hers Cocoa and Christopher was trying to think of a name for his bear. My granddad's middle name was Brown, so that's the name he chose, after my suggestion. They now take Brown and Cocoa to bed with them every night to snuggle with.
Are you kidding me? A triathlon and I have never belonged in the same sentence. It must have been time for something new! (The "BEFORE" race shot, with goggles and swim cap in hand.) What an unforgettable week this was! I actually DID enter my first triathlon, with the goal of simply finishing it. Take note of the emphasis on the word FIRST, because I loved it so much, that you can guarantee that there will be more. It was a blast. Seriously. My friends Lorraine and Robin had trained and signed up to do the event, which was two days ago, on Saturday. Three days beforehand, I heard about it and basically had a spontaneous urge to join them, so I registered. The only partial preparation ahead of time that I had been doing was cycling in the neighborhood here and there on my mountain bike with some other friends. And doing some micro-laps in our backyard pool. Our friend, Dave, was also there. The three of us women appreciated Dave's encouragement and support, as he's ...
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