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December 5, 2013

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

No interest in the tree- just scouting
snow to eat.
So we put some in a bowl and let her
 go to town.














We bought our Christmas tree today so my house smells like it should at this time of year. There is a thick blanket of snow all over our almost-a-college-town-but-we're-slightly-more-grown-up city called Orem. We survived the drive to San Diego and back for Thanksgiving, and now we get to enjoy my excessive decorations for 2.5 more weeks before making that drive once more. Someday, we'll fly home for the holidays and I'll laugh about all the times we drove the length of highway 15.

A tree for the girls' room.
















Elle started smiling last week, but I have yet to catch that toothless grin on camera! London is quite the helper. She always beats me to comfort Elle with a pacifier when she cries, and tells me proudly, "He likes me so so much." London talks all day long and repeats EVERYTHING. The other day, she told me she was going to kiss my face off because I'm so cute. Here are some darling things she said today...

"Your hair is so pretty I've ever seen in mine whole life!" (where did she learn that phrase?! while brushing my hair)

"I'm so so sad because you say no to me."

"I love it, mom, because it is so pretty. It's like a princess and I'm so happy now!" (referring to her Christmas dress)

And her favorite thing on the planet is pretending like there is a storm outside. She always says, "Uh oh! There's a storm! We better hide!" -and jumps underneath the nearest pillows or blanket.









---And here is a video of her in action.


---And this is what she does with her stuffed animals- all day long.


What do you do when you really want to take family pictures but you don't have the money to hire another fancy photographer? You ask one of your husband's friends to take one for you on a camera phone, of course! I planned it all out: the location, our outfits- there was just one HUGE problem----no snow. My vision was a winter wonderland, not the barren wasteland of an almost-winter in Utah. So I told Kyle I was going to pray for snow. The next morning, Kyle opened the blinds and laughed out loud. "Baby, you got your snow!" The first snow of the season to stick on the ground just happened to fall the morning of our family pictures?! Coincidence? I think NOT. It's the little things that let me know that God loves me. Like this family picture.