

This year my mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, brothers and sisters and their families were going to get together on Christmas day and spend the next 3 days together. Sometimes the weather likes to throw a curve ball. Mom and dad were going to be traveling from Washington state, but they have been burried in 3 feet of snow. Dave was going to come up from California, but was worried about the roads. Jamie was bringing her family from Illinois, but the freeway was closed through Wyoming. I was feeling kind of sad because I enjoy spending time with my family.
The siblings that live here in Utah still wanted to get together, but we decided to scale it down a little bit. We spent the Saturday after Christmas together. Lee and Tricia treated us all to a brunch in the morning. Then the younger cousins went outside and played in the snow. Lee has a small hill on the side of his yard that they thought was really fun to go sledding down that hill.
Lee took those who were brave enough sledding just a few blocks away from his house. The name of the sledding hill is suicide! Steve and I, and all of our kids went, Lee took the oldest three of his kids, and a couple of brave uncles... Brayden and Jared. This place was CRAZY!! You go down a small canyon, zig-zagging between the trees. Once you start, you really can't stop your sled, unless you crash. There are a couple of jumps, and some curves that, if you take them too fast, also cause you to flip, roll, crash... you get the idea. The kids went first, and on the first run, the inner tube that Stevie was riding popped. I was the first adult to go, I really didn't have control the whole way, I hit a jump at the end and landed on the side of my face. I'm a little bruised, but no blood. At one point my hubby, Steve and Brayden pulled Jared's hat over his eyes and pushed him down on his tube backwards...not nice! By the end, I had gone down 5 times, the last two times, I learned to control my sled and had a blast!!

All The pictures I have are from the top of the hill. I didn't dare take my camera down the hill, I thought I'd break it. It's really hard getting good pictures from the top of a canyon.
Steve stood at the top and threw snow balls at people as they would go by. At one point, Kaylea got plastered by an armful of snow.








Everyone hates my clear plastic angel for the top of the tree. They think it's freaky. They put it up just to make me happy, but they tease me about it.
As you can tell, everyone had a fun time.











Conner decided to do his report on Grandpa Dickson (his Great-Grandpa) and life on the homefront. Grandpa Dickson was a welder leadman in the shipyards throughout the war. We had Grandma and Grandpa's journal that was kept during 1941 and 1942. Conner got a lot of information out of that journal and some other fun tidbits from Grandma and Grandpa over the phone. He displayed the journal, and printed up some pictures out of the journal to display.





