No girls allowed!!!

Brad and Randy went to the Utah State Aggies basketball game on Monday night. They had an awesome boys night out. Randy took Brad to dinner then they were off to the game. They got to sit on the 4th row. Brad has not stopped talking about it since. He loved it.

Whenever I have a ton of things to blog… I find it hard to squeeze in time to blog them.

Life has been a busy flurry of activity the past few weeks. December always comes and goes so quickly. I don't feel picked on because I am sure most of you share my frustration. We have had lots of parties, playing and tiredness. Not to mention that my work has been incredible busy. Patients always meet their deductible by the end of the year and they have vacation time burning a hole in their pocket. A perfect recipe for an Operating Room frenzy. I have worked a lot more than I would have liked in the last few weeks. So when I am home I try to make the best of my time with my kids.
Here are a few pictures of what we have been up to…

We have had friends and family stay with us every weekend for the last 5 weeks. It has been so fun!!! We have loved spending time with the people we love. This has been the first weekend in a while we have not had visitors. It has been oddly quiet in our house. Time to play catch up before Christmas and New Year’s!!!

We went to Bear Lake for the BYU UTAH game several weeks ago. I only go for the food and friends. Then I root for the opposite team Randy is going for.







We hosted our annual Wildwood Christmas Party. It was a wild one. We had a great dinner, played a quick kids game then sent them all downstairs so the ADULTS could have a little fun. We played a gift game that gets more and more violent every year. Travis was the winner. After that we played a not so casual game of Truth or Dare. I have some sick and twisted friends. It involved long johns, toilets, spanking utensils, and a little ballet/disco dancing. I laughed so hard I was sick.

























We have been busy decorating, making yummy treats, and teaching our son silly songs....





I kick myself a little for teaching him this...he sings it ALL the time. Not a very primary appropriate song...


Consider yourself caroled to... unless you would like a private concert, I'll have him call you.

We took Christmas pictures...

This is what the photo shoot was like....


This was the ONLY lucky shot...


This is what Claire did to her forehead the night before the photo shoot... (Foreheads don't slide on carpet!!!) Poor girl. This is some serious rug burn.




I just got all my Christmas shopping done last week so I can enjoy this week. I am looking forward to Christmas and hope you all have a fantastic week!!! Sending all our love, especially since I didn't get around to sending out cards this year!

Gosh I love my son

Dad came home from work and glanced at Brad’s schoolwork hanging on the fridge.
With a flattered tone he said “Awe…Brad that is really nice of you to say that. What made you write that you were thankful for your Dad?”
Brads response:
“Well, we couldn’t have the same answer as anyone else. My friend next to me put Mom so I had to put your name.”

What a funny kid.

Deutchland Chapter VII

(In case you missed Chapters I-VI go HERE)

My goal is to finish writing about my Germany Trip by the end of the year. I feel bad because a lot of the details are getting fuzzy.
The kids are in bed and Randy is watching a Jazz game. Here we go…

The Zugspitze




Just to give a little background-The Zugspitze is the highest mountain range in Germany. It is also part of the Alps. It is on the Austrian and German border. We paid a LOT of money to ride a tram to the top. WORTH EVERY PENNY!!! The ride up was exhilarating. I felt like I needed to hold my breath so the cable car would not sway so much. I felt weightless in a very strange way. It was an incredible sensation. These pictures don’t do it any justice. We were so high.





Once we reached the top we could walk out on a huge platform to a viewing area. It was stomach-churning to walk out toward the edge. The scene was breathtaking. After getting our fill of thrill we rode another tram to the summit where they built a ski resort. I am not much of a skier but I could picture myself skiing on the top of the Alps. We also visited the highest Chapel in Germany, and had a real Alps snowball fight.








To get down we rode a cog train that tunneled through the mountain. It was so steep in places you had to brace yourself with your feet on the seat in front. It was really cool. I was a little relieved when we stepped off the train to lower ground.




Just a little Bavarian countryside along the way. Randy found a golf course so naturally we stopped to take pictures.





After Zugspitze we headed to Bavaria to see the famous Neuschwanstein Castle. This is the castle was the inspiration for the Sleeping Beauty Castle at Disneyland Park. I had to go see it. I was blown away at all the minute detail of the castle. Every nook and cranny was intricate. This castle was a newer castle built in 1886. The construction of the castle was never finished because King Ludwig mysteriously drowned before its completion. I would have loved to see it finished.











I took this picture just for Steven to prove that even Germans have Mullets...although it was probably an American tourist.


After the tour we found a great little pub in small village to have dinner. It was seriously so delicious. This was my favorite dinner of the whole trip. It was a skillet with every meat and vegetable imaginable. My mouth waters just thinking about it. We found a great little apartment to stay in that night. After getting settled in we could hear a bunch of commotion out our window. Our curious minds needed to know what was going on so we started walking toward the noise. It was not long before we were surrounded by a swarm of PLASTERED and I mean PLASTERED Germans. They were just leaving a big soccer game. It must have been a serious game because they were all dressed in costume. Lederhosen, socks, hats, the whole get up. I was laughing my head off. It was the perfect cliché.




My amusement ended suddenly when one of them proceeded to drop trough and pee in the middle of the street. It was memorable to say the least. After the commotion settled down we could hear bells ringing in the distance. We again followed the sound. It was a herd of cattle on the hill wearing the old school cow bells around there necks. We found a bench on the side of the street to listen to the peaceful bell choir coming from the grazing cows. It sounds silly but I felt like I was in a dream. What a great way to end the night.