Well, my little baby Alice is growing way too fast. Someone gave her permission to turn eight last December and it wasn't me. She was lucky enough to have a handful of grandparents, friends and Primary teachers come to support her at her baptism. She seemed to really understand what she was doing and why. Justin and I are very proud of her and the choices she makes.
Alice with her Grandpa Keith and Grandma Marti...my parents.
The rest of us.
Alice with her Grandma Jeanne (Papa John couldn't make it all the way from Alaska, but she was excited to call him as soon as she got home from the church). In the picture, she holding her new scriptures and wearing her new pearls.
We tried to get a group photo of the kids where they're sitting nicely and smiling, but it seems to be an impossible task. Oh well, it would have bothered me if I got a good shot and they weren't wearing something nice and coordinating. I just love Alice's face in these pictures though. She's such a pretty girl...but don't ask me, I'm just her mother.
Laura hasn't seen many of her cousins in years, but the connection was almost instantaneous.
The rest of us.
Alice with her Grandma Jeanne (Papa John couldn't make it all the way from Alaska, but she was excited to call him as soon as she got home from the church). In the picture, she holding her new scriptures and wearing her new pearls. 
I have a few things to catch up on blog wise, but for tonight this will be all. Me and Mark hanging out on Christmas Eve.
