Santa's Lap

We had a quick visit with Santa today at our nearby clubhouse. Wow, Santa's beard sure has gotten thick. We couldn't even hear what he was saying under all of that fluff. And Mrs. Clause must be giving him a few too many cookies... there was very little room left on his lap for the children to sit. But all of that aside, Nolan told Santa that he wants a "big, big, giant motorcycle" and Ezra didn't cry so that's about all we could hope for. Ezra does say "ho, ho , ho" very well, but didn't share that talent with Santa.

While Justin was out of town last week, I took the boys to see the lights at temple square. Why go without the Daddy, you ask? Well, I asked Justin if he wanted to go a week ago and he said, "But I just get so, so cold." I guess he really is from San Diego! But we had a nice time and even enjoyed dinner at The Lion House. It was a balmy 40 degrees and drizzled on us a bit, but it was a good night compared to when it's typically 25 degrees.

And here's a look at our snow tunnel from last week's storm. Quite impressive and still standing (barely) 7 days later. We were all excited for Ez to wake up so that we could show him, but he wasn't that impressed. He must take after Justin because he was too cold and started crying about 3 minutes in. I'd cry, too, if I refused to keep gloves on! Justin tried making it through but had to reverse out. I was in the middle of baking but was talked into going through. And no, this is NOT an announcement... I am not pregnant although the picture would suggest otherwise.