A tradition from growing up that I like to do with our family now, is to "Hit and Run!" You may be more familiar with "Ding-dong Ditch!" I think it's all the same. Instead of making goodies, we got candies and fruit and assembled them for our friends and neighbors. It's not totally anonymous, as we put reciever's names on the package, and the dead give-away as the kids leave the front porch:
"Hurry, Allison! Run, run, aahhhhh! Ha ha ha!! Shhhh!"
It's so much fun!
(Tanner is sporting his "Hit and Run 2009" athletic clothes. The black shirt and shorts were to keep him hidden, and he is wearing the red and white shirts because he was hopeful to be sleeping outside that night in the backyard in the tent. And he's wearing his cleats because he couldn't find his shoes. Wow, he looks fantastic!)
White Christmas!
The kids played in the snow on Christmas day. Tanner and Quinn made snow angels.
Keith and Tamara and kiddos had us for Christmas this year on the Greenwood side. We were given some very fun BYU things! I am now the proud owner of a pink BYU t-shirt. I wore it all Christmas day. The kids opened one gift on Christmas Eve. Tanner opened his marbles from Andrew. In no time, there was a circle on the rug made out of tape so that he could try the marbles out! Quinn was shooting his new gun from a Colorado Prince cousin. 
Happy Birthday, Tanner! What a fun boy to have in our family. Tanner scored with a new t-shirt, some money, a game cube game, a game boy game, and a charger for the game boy to get it back into play. He got blueberry bagels, juice, bacon and eggs for breakfast "in bed." (It ended up at the kitchen table.) 
For Tanner's birthday, we went to the newly updated
We enjoyed going to Connor's orchestra holiday concert before school let out for the holidays. He was nervous. He played very well. We are so proud of him. He is very diligent in his practicing, usually practicing in the morning before school. Tanner tore paper into bits during the concert, and I got the chance to have Allison sit with me (heaven).
