I tend to skip Christmas recaps on the ol' blog. Not this year! Even if it is February 1st.
Christmas morning. We kind of grumbled about 9:00 church.
My brother sent this to my dad as kind of a joke but my dad loves it and wears it even though I don't think he is voting for Romney. The joke is that my mother has an eternal flame of love for Mitt and he was in her bishopric in college. And we ran into his son at Last Chance the day after Christmas! Oh Mitt...
A visit to the Haslips always involves some awesome dress-ups.
And a Godfrey gathering often involves a talent show. Jamie calls it a "jamboree."
Christmas was great. And just FYI, we are not moving to Las Vegas after all. We were 99.9% sure we were. Now we're 92% sure we're not. We're 78% sure this is the right decision. Please proceed to roll your eyes at us. Meanwhile, I am mourning that I don't get to live by my two favorite people in this world: Jill Baugh and Brother Flowers. Let's not talk about it.