Post-Christmas Mop Up

DeA loves Christmas, but she loves putting away Christmas just as much.

We had a little mix-up with bread for the sacrament, so I baked some Saturday night. It was mid but it was fresh and warm. I cut it into thick slices because it was fast Sunday, but the priests tore them into tiny shreds like we had 500 people in attendance.

One of the sister missionaries is from El Salvador and volunteered to make papusas for the youth.

It was a lot of work, but I really think that the kids had a lot of fun.

Ryker made a sponge holder for Nama that Nama claimed to love but we are pretty sure that Nama didn't actually look at the holder.

DeA was feeling like she was about to get sick, so we built her a cocoon and made her nap.

I ordered the wrong drink at Taco Bell and ended up with something Jensley would have liked.

 

Post Christmas Mess

It is exhausting being Mrs Claus

Ryker had two games the Saturday after Christmas. He played very well and netted a goal in the second game.

Did I mention that it is exhausting being Mrs Claus

Rock had a little too much fun with his Wenatchee peeps.

Very exhausting.

Schnoogies still has the pretty curly hair.

Rock made nachos.

He also had some of his Wenatchee friends over for a sweet 4-wheeler and bonfire party.

 

Christmas!!

DeA's favorite present was having Rock home for 25 hours before he returned to his Wenatchee life.

He heard that the Ascanios were coming for Christmas Eve dinner (pizza) and wanted them to feel at home. Unfortunately, they missed their flight and were not present.

Ryker made the delicious crusts and DeA was in charge of toppings.

We still get up at 6:30am, thanks to Jens. I think I would be sad if it were any different.

The kids seemed to have a good morning.

DeA got some fresh new kicks.

Jensley got Ryker a fancy new shirt.

I got the ever-cold-DeA a scarf with mittens and a hood.

An F-15E Fighting Eagle!!

DeA thought that Ryker hated our toaster, so she got him a new one. The only problem was that no one actually hated our old toaster.

The nice thing about teenagers is after they wake you up early they will crash and nap.

Ryker does love his new toaster, in case anyone was wondering.

My favorite part, burning all the junk.

 

Pre-Christmas

I enjoy getting the boys up for seminary, I sit and read and watch the sunrise. They are a mix of pastel pinks and blues.

Leo was really happy to practice his singing for the ward community Christmas concert.

DeA seems to be going through things since this is Rock's last Christmas before he graduates. She sat the kids down and read them a book.

The kids limped into Christmas break, exhausted and tired from school, seminary, hockey, etc.

DeA went through ALL the socks in the house. Rock was intrigued by my "waterproof" socks that aren't very waterproof at all.

DeA has a hard time keeping up with and understanding the memes that the kinds love to show her.

It was time for her to make her delicious, once-a-year orange poppyseed bread. I guess that the baking spray was a little hazardous this season.

Jens is a strong girl.

We were late to church when the cat snuck into the house and climbed the tree. What fun Christmas drama!

I picked Leo up after his grooming appointment and then had to run to Walmart. He was sitting like this when I came out. I can't tell if he's living his best life or if he feels like he is in prison.

 

Journey to Moscow

Winthrop came to town for a Tuesday night game. It was a little chippy, it was a lot of fun. The boys always love playing against other teams, and I don't blame them.

We had one of the worst rain and wind storms that I can remember. The wind blew a bunch of tumbleweeds onto the front porch even though it was coming from the other side of the house. Physics!

Ryker's latest tournament took us to Moscow, ID. Thankfully, Dad took him Thursday night since DeA had an infusion and I had to work. We arrived late Friday in time to sleep and wake up for his 8:30 puck drop the next day.

He was a little tentative Saturday morning, he thinks it might have been an intense game Friday, going for an eight mile walk, playing a bunch of games with his friends, and staying up too late sending memes to the family.

His cheering section was in top form.

Everybody looked forward to nap time. DeA and I slept for about 1.5-2 hours, Ryker and Jens for almost four, and Hampa for a solid 20 minutes.

Yeah, that's a Thompson just sitting on the rack. I assumed it was fake or a BB gun, but it was a .45. I've never wanted to move to Idaho so bad in my life.

Ryker was much more chipper in the second game, and he took a puck to the guy while standing on the bench waiting to take his shift. He said that kind of woke him up. He played really well and had to good shots on goal.

I tried to get my family to have breakfast at the cool diner, but they outvoted me in favor of Denny's (I know, I have failed as a father). I convinced them to try it for dinner and I think they realized that ol' Dad might know a thing or two about food. Hampa put on quite the show for the kids and DeA.

We attended a nice ward in Moscow before driving home. We stopped in Othello (pronounced Oh-smell-oh) and thought about buying some pollos for dinner.