Luv to shuv

I love to shovel snow. I have ever since we lived on Love Lane, sister street to Backhand and Ace. I love working up a sweat in the freezing cold. And I love finding pavement under a good 8 inches. It's like picking a good boogie. And we own the best snow shovel ever invented. It's a slanted piece of shovel mounted at a 45 degree slant from the handle. So all you do is walk and push and the snow piles up to the side leaving a clean trail behind me. Here at our new house, we had a huge dump of snow and while it was still snowing so I got a little white cap on my head. It was extremely satisfying to clear away our new driveway because it was night time and it had never been shoveled before so I could scrape all of the old pieces away. We love you, Utah weather - greatest snow on earth.

Chicken & Waffles

This could be a permanent situation - chicken & waffles for Johnny's birthday dinner. And birthday eve dinner. We went out to Winger's to celebrate and he ordered chicken & waffles. And he decided that was what he wanted when we had people over for his birthday dinner at our new house. Delicious! Syrup and bacon and waffles and fried chicken. Happy Birthday, darlin'. Love you so much. Welcome to your completion of three decades on earth. Thanks to everyone for celebrating with us.

 

Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?

This guy has been learning how to crawl. He can rock on all fours and cover a lot of real estate by scooting backwards. He totally grabbed a chocolate cookie right off the floor and devoured it. This is one of the rare instances where messy is super cute.

Daddy Daughter

Evelyn is my only girl right now! She's spunky and fun and gives a thumbs up using her pointer finger because  I haven't distinguished her phalanges for her yet. Eve is fun and happy and kind. She likes long walks on the beach...oh, wait. She's just an adorable little almost 4 year old. I love listening to her voice. It's high pitched and squeaky and cute. Love this girl.

First day of Preschool!

I love the way he puts on his backpack. Every time. Criss cross, applesauce. What a cutie. And adding a scheduled time to be somewhere to my life has been awesome. Normally, we have nothing set in concrete. I have basketball and volleyball and tennis and playgroups, but it's no pressure if we don't make it. I only have been late to drop him off once. So I'm loving it so far. Teacher Jill is kind. And Johnny comes home singing songs about safety and running away from the stranger in the car. I can't tell if that is an original or if he's singing what she taught them. Totally awesome.

Phirst Phamily Photo

English really is a weird language when you stop and think about it. I before E except after C. Some of these rules don't make sense. And Johnny is learning K and C sounds and how do I explain that PH can sound like F? It's a little much.

What is not too much is our first family picture!!! Thanks to Collette for catching all 6 of us. It's about time. I do think that chlorine creates iron deficiency so we look a little pale and prunish, but here we are! And here's to taking more family fotos!

Go Twinnee!

They share the same birthday. Which means they share the same half birthday. And this year, Beal shared her Rainbow Brite costume from long ago that Gammie made just for Millie. That was the day, man. When you could have whatever prom dress you wanted because your mom would let you choose the fabric and the style and then she would just whip it up. And last night, I went to mutual and misled a poor young women three different times in doing her stocking. I undid all of the sewing for her that I told her to do. She was very forgiving. And patient. And one day I will sew a dress for Evelyn. And maybe a matching one for me. 

 

Tennis Ladies

So you can't always get what you want. Repeat. Repeat. But you get what you need! And tennis is what I need. I love that I went to stake women's volleyball night and mentioned that I loved to play tennis and I got a phone call late one night a few nights later from Sheri Libutti asking me to come play with her group of ladies at BYU. And they all know Grandma Covey. And they are competitive. And they let me play with them. And they invited me to their Christmas dinner and I made mom's Kneaders bread pudding and Johnny and I slid into the sidewalk because I told him to go straight when I should have told him to turn and in the ice we just slid. And we took pictures with 8 different cameras but this is the clearest shot we got. Which is kind of appropriate considering the way people call lines when we play together. I'm just saying. A quartet of women sang lovely Christmas songs and it was lovely and cheerful and everything good. I'm glad to be associated with them. Merry Christmas, tennis ladies.

Happy Birthday, Nana!

Christmas Card Photo Shoot