Time seems to be advancing faster than I can keep up. Our Thanksgiving weekend is a mere memory and everyone here is in the final weeks of school before Christmas vacation.
Here is the Readers' Digest version of our holiday. First, Uncle BoBo took a break from the giant retailer he works for and made us a very tasty turkey (or two).
After devouring turkey, stuffing, gravy, potatoes, more gravy, fresh homemade rolls and more gravy, Rikard enjoyed a piece of apple pie.
Keeli prefers her pie without pie and heavy on the whipped cream.
Before hitting the shopping malls the day after Thanksgiving, we all relaxed in the hotel's hot tub. Nana and Keeli kept to the warm water.
After driving one way in the dark of night, the scenery on the way home was welcomed and enjoyable. There were about six inches of snow at the top of the pass and the kids had a good time tromping around in it a bit.
After devouring turkey, stuffing, gravy, potatoes, more gravy, fresh homemade rolls and more gravy, Rikard enjoyed a piece of apple pie.
Keeli prefers her pie without pie and heavy on the whipped cream.
Before hitting the shopping malls the day after Thanksgiving, we all relaxed in the hotel's hot tub. Nana and Keeli kept to the warm water.
After driving one way in the dark of night, the scenery on the way home was welcomed and enjoyable. There were about six inches of snow at the top of the pass and the kids had a good time tromping around in it a bit.
This happy guy is our beef steer. He is well fed, pampered and mostly just loves to keep you alert with his little horns. The kids have kept their distance from the pasture since he's moved in. They are used to their goats, but this guy is quite a bit more intimidating.
Fran, the artist featured at the art museum that particular evening, played both an electric and acoustic guitar. He also performed the vocals.
This is my favorite photo of Russ. He is such a subdued guy during the day, that I had to capture the spirit of his musical passion and I think it is in the movement in the photo.

Keeli's approach was a bit more dignified, more fitting for the princess she believes she is. Her fingers never touched pumpkin seeds or flesh and she spent about two hours cleaning the inside of her pumpkin one seed at a time.