Archive for December 2009

Christmas 2009

All the stockings were lined...

All the stockings were lined...

Trying to be on their best behavior

Trying to be on their best behavior

Cool man, Zoids!

Cool man, Zoids!

Teenagers are too cool to get excited any more

Teenagers are too cool to get excited any more

What a haul!

What a haul!

Emily’s Birthday

Emily turned 14 this month. It’s interesting how you approach birthday parties as you get older. Where Emily used to want presents like Barbie dolls, she now wants presents like gift cards and money and cellphones. Gift cards are in the realm of possibilities but cellphones are not. I know, I know – I’m a mean Dad and behind the times and everyone her age has a cell phone now. Well, all those things may be true but I simply don’t see any reason for a 14 year old to have a cell phone and engage in incessant insipid texting.

14 years old

14 years old

Emily is beyond the age of getting “friend” parties so she got a small family party. Although being 14 is an awkward age, it’s still always fun to blow out candles and open presents. At least it is until you hit age 40. At that age, it’s not quite so fun to blow out candles.

Happy Birthday Emily!

Happy Birthday Emily!

Holiday Lights

I finished up the semester in early December. What better way to enjoy the elation of starting winter break than to take your family on the annual trip downtown to view the Christmas lights on Temple Square?

On the train

On the train

Of course, we have to ride the train – even though it’s much more cost-effective to drive our family downtown rather than pay the Trax fee for 7 people – because Dad, it’s tradition!

Annie and Luppin on the train

Annie and Luppin on the train

We took our usual stroll around temple square: short and sweet, hit the major displays, don’t stop and read every single statue or sign because we only have 20 minutes until we’re all frozen through.

Dad, why are those guys kneeling?

Dad, why are those guys kneeling?

This time the statues commemorating the restoration of the Aaronic and Melchizedek priesthood caught Sam’s eye. He wanted to get a picture in front of them and Luppin wanted in on the action as well.

Not a bad looking family

Not a bad looking family

In breaking with tradition, we decided not to eat downtown. We didn’t want to walk several blocks to a restaurant we all liked and we didn’t want to wait around between trains in order to go to find a restaurant on 4th south. Thus, we all hopped on the first train out of town and agreed to just find a restaurant in closer to home.

Shouldn't have stayed up so late

Shouldn't have stayed up so late

I was hoping that because the kids conked out on the train ride home they would forget about dinner and we could just go home, get ready for bed, and call it a night. Unfortunately, the kids weren’t having any of that and quickly woke up and forced a discussion on where we should eat. Nancy and I decided that we felt like Texas Road House. We were immediately met with a chorus of whines, moans, and groans from the kids. They HATED Texas Roadhouse. Had they ever been there before? Of course not. Nonetheless they just KNEW they HATED it. Nancy and I knew they would like it once they got there and we didn’t really care for the places the kids were suggesting. Being the parent does have its privileges so we told them they had two options: quit whining and go to Texas Roadhouse or keep whining and go home with no dinner. They quit whining.

Usually Texas Roadhouse is jam-packed but on this night we were able to just walk right in and be seated. After a few minutes of looking at the menu, eating peanuts, and sampling the hot rolls, the kids had an amazing turn-around. They LOVED Texas Roadhouse now. What? Them complain? No way – they weren’t complaining. They really wanted to to go here all along! Of course, Nancy and I took every opportunity to rub it in and to let them know that they should trust us when it comes to picking good places to eat. A few weeks later when it was time to select our Christmas Eve restaurant where did the kids want to go? You guessed it: Texas Roadhouse.

Anne’s art for our Christmas Letter

This year I asked Anne to draw me a picture I could put on our Family Christmas letter. She asked me, “what should I draw mom?” and I told her to come up with something that made you think of the Christmas season. This is what she came up with.

ArtfulAnne

In our Christmas letter there are seven copies of Anne’s picture on the top and bottom of the page. They are quite small, but I think it turned out really cute.