Though for me this Christmas came with disappointments, it was special because it was our first Christmas back in Utah.
- We spent a few days before with Lee's Dad's family before the Holiday, it was relaxing and nice to enjoy their company.
- On Christmas Eve we kept our annual tradition going, attending the Warburton Family Christmas Party in Tremonton. We enjoyed eating Seafood and visiting with Lee's Mom's side of the family.
- This year we decided to spend our Christmas Eve sleep at our house, and then drive to my parents in the early morning to attend church with them. This was not the best plan, and next year we will be tweaking our Christmas plans to make them a little more 3 year old (4) by that time friendly.
- Christmas morning we woke up early after getting bed way too late and enjoyed a few gifts at home, before we rushed into clean up mode and headed to Duchesne.
- Once getting to my parents it really did feel like Christmas, their house always feels like home. We spent the day attending their ward sacrament, coming home to way too many presents and then having a wonderful Christmas dinner with family.We even got to go on a Hay ride pulled by the four wheeler around my parents property. It was a memorable Christmas, and despite some disappointments I know that we are so blessed.
- We had a new years party at my Grandma Peterson's, which sadly was the only time I took pictures through-out the entire Holiday's. A group of us at the party "The younger generation" decided we wanted to take a walk out with the little kids to the "HUT" the hut is a place my cousin Chalene and I built on my Grandpa's ranch when we were little girls. It is a perfect place, built by a little stream surrounded with trees. Of course it looked much more magical through my 7 year old eyes, but I still love to go there, and Jackson loves to visit. My cute cowboy uncle Brett looked like a city slicker tour guide- walking all of us 'dressed up way too fancy' to be on the farmer's- out to the hut. Here we are below, one of my favorite memories of my uncle, and family. Love you guys.
Jackson fell in love with the haystack. He could have played out here all day.
I didn't take a picture of the actual
"Hut" but here we are about to cross the stream to the huts entrance.
The kiddies enjoyed the a little monkey bar action. Jack is lucky to live close to cousins.
Here is my Gram telling us all her amazing life stories at the party, and my uncle Bart recording. Priceless. It was a great way to send off the old year. Goodbye 2011- hello 2012. It's going to be a great year.