Christmas Series #2

Christmas at home was fantastic. Us kids were up at the crack of dawn (well, maybe not that early). Gradually we got 'round to opening stockings and presents. It was a lot of fun. It was Hurley's (our Corgi puppy. Yes, he finally has a name!) first and Cornbread's second Christmas with us.

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The cookbook I received for my hope chest.

It's a pretty neat book.

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Big hugs!

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Parker with his deadly knives... OK,

maybe not deadly, but they're cool.

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Seriously, that gun of his is awesome.

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The girls with their presents from each other.

Christmas Series #1

And I thought one Christmas was fantastic. This year, we have three! The first one was at my grandparents' house (on my dad's side), with my grandparents and uncle, aunt, and cousins. It was an awesome time, and a lot of fun.

My uncle. See what fun we had?

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Contacting the Minnesotan cousins on Skype

so we can say the Luke 2 story.

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A very pleased Isaac.

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Parker's ready. Who dares to challenge him?

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My cousin and aunt.

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Food!!!

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The table where memories are made.

The First Snow of Winter.

It's the animals' Christmas Tree.

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Hava and puppy in the snow.

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Puppy lovin'.

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Such a good babysitter.

The Little Dah-ling!

So here's how it went. It was a Wednesday, about four P.M., our parents left us at home for a few minutes. Parker conjured up the idea that they were going to get the Corgi puppy Abby had spotted in the newspaper (I'm sitting by, thinking how deflated both Parker and Abby would be if by chance they came home without the puppy).

But lo and behold, they come home with this marvelously adorably cutest little puppy ever! He's seven weeks old as of yesterday, whines like his life depends on it, loves Hava - who is trying to figure out what on earth her owners were thinking - loves being cuddled. And did I mention he's the cutest puppy in all creation?!

But he is without a name right now. We're still working on that. I don't think Cornbread is all too thrilled with this little addition, either.

Late Happy Birthday.

Yeah. Um, maybe like three days late. But the conference was on the day of Ella's birthday. We celebrated her birthday with the usual cinnamon rolls (nothing can beat those), and the opening of gifts. Aside from candy, everything was Webkinz-related. So Ella had fun putting in all the codes into her account, reaching her Webkinz count to a whoppin' twenty (add one more today).

Ella's a great little sister. She's fun, she has a sweet smile, and she loves the outdoors. If given the opportunity, she would most likely go out bare-footed in the snow. She loves catching butterflies, she a great egg-collector (this being said by the one who smashed an egg in her coat pocket.... whoops). All in all, she's a wonderful sister. Happy birthday, Ella. All those Hondubeets and Hobby-Lobbys (fond pet worms) of the past would be proud! I love you!

SOS: Sufficiency of Scripture

The Sufficiency of Scripture conference was really cool. It had speakers like R.C. Sproul Jr., Ken Ham, and many others. There were a lot of people. I was able to meet three girls who have blogs I read, and John Moore (who made the movie the Widow's Might), and I was able to get R.C Sproul Jr.'s and Voddie Baucham's signatures for my dad (which was really cool, too). Our hotel room was right across from the conference, so all we had to do was walk right across the street.

One of the vendors.

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Upstairs. There were a few ballrooms where

some of the speakers were in speaking.

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The map that showed where people had traveled from

(the red markers are the ones that shows the people that attended).

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Everyone should end the day like that.

Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree.

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Abby's just the whole description of 'par-tay'!

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Simple Bits of the World.

Moss on a tree. After we had rain the previous day.

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Reflecting puddle.

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The sunset.