27 December 2010

fhe.

that stands for family home evening.


but first, a recap of my day {only because you are begging for one, i know}.


i went for a run.
i went to the dentist.
no cavities.
i went to trader joe's.
i ran some errands with erin.
hey, that is almost the same word.
i came home to miss ila jane.
luke and co. were at the beach.
then they came back.

luke likes to play monsters.
 erin wanted to hold luke like i was holding ila.
i think she was just jealous.
 i'm pretty sure that is my all time favorite shirt.
it's so comfy.
thanks gap. you did it again.
sometimes ila sits with her tongue sticking out.
so we were trying to make her feel better about it.
 ?

for fhe we took the ferry from balboa to balboa island.
we all wore black coats.
i even went so far as black pants!
 okay, so erin's is really a dark, dark navy.
we'll let it slide.
mostly because my glitter flats are really a dark, dark navy.
they look black, alright?
 i want dana's boots. santa brought them to her.
 mom looks so cute in her boots.
and she's wearing her warm fuzzy jacket.
and there's my debonair dad.
 we did not ride the ferris wheel.

 fruit = yum.
but i love veggies more.
so, veggies = yum. {and salad}
 my house will never look like this at christmas. although, i must say, this is quite spectacular.
{my 2nd graders love using the word spectacular. i'm such a good teacher.}
 Lady Liberty.
look familiar?
 yes.
{2007 with miss c.e.o.}
 t.rex!
erin's not quite as intimidating as i am.  if this were 60 million years ago {or whenever dinosaurs roamed the earth}, i would have eaten her up faster than you can say velociraptor. 
 this house had a light show. every 7 minutes.
 and snow bubbles. erin loved.

mom asked me to take a cute picture of her and dad.
i said, okay how about here. so they did.
 
and i did, too.
 the sign says "wilma's patio".
sara's mom calls her wilma.
 mike is obsessed with byu. i'm pretty sure this was the only non-usc flag up. actually there was a ucla flag, but balboa island is pretty much usc territory.

the end.

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