Fun On Fridays

Fun Friday #1

We went up to Logan and checked ourselves into a hotel so we could spend the night. Glen thought it was a perfect opportunity for him to go to the BYU/Utah State basketball game that night.

Since he was going to have to scalp tickets and it was such a popular game for the fans of both teams, I decided he would probably have better luck trying to find one ticket for himself rather than worry about trying to find two seats together. I definitely did not want him to buy two single tickets and have me sit in some random area with Glen in another area. That did not sound fun at all.

I told him I was perfectly happy to stay in our lovely hotel room while he went. I stayed behind and he went. We were both happy.

The next morning my nephew, Zack, went to the temple for the first time. We were supposed to arrive at the Logan Temple at 7:30 a.m., hence another reason we spent the night in Logan.

It was so nice not to have to get up super early to make the drive from here to there that morning.

Zack chose Rumbi Grill as the place he wanted to eat after the temple. This is Cheryl with her friend and Zack with his friend.

Fun Friday #2

Both daughters came to visit on the same day, which means all four cousins got to play with each other.

I knew I was failing miserably trying to get this group of four to all look at me at the same time.

I love how the little kids enjoy so much going into the office to watch the family picture show on the computer screen.

It's better than watching a movie. Their parents are the stars of the show and sometimes they even see themselves pop up on the screen.

Brooke entertained herself coloring.

All the kids were entertained by the snow when it started to fall. We went out to the garage to watch the snow fall as we told Rebecca's family good-bye.

The kids were so excited to see the falling snow. Eli could not contain himself and had to run out into the wetness and hold his hands up high and shriek with delight as he kept exclaiming, "Snow, snow, snow!" over and over again.

So cute!!!

After his cousins drove away, Eli walked into the house, slipped with his wet foot on his first step onto the tile and fell smack onto his face. In one second he went from ecstatically euphoric happiness into hysterically screaming sadness.

Poor little boy. His fat lip showed the extent of his injury, but I'm happy to report there was no blood shed at the scene of the fall.

Eli's grandpa knew the perfect way to wipe away his tears. Popcorn!!

Here's the little guy with his pajamas on taking a closer look at the pilgrims.

And here he is all smiles again as he looks at the falling snow by the window.

Oh, if only Glen could get as giddy as the children when the snow falls. Perhaps he wouldn't dread winter so much if he looked at snow through a child's eye.