A picture of our beautiful tree ;-).
On Christmas morning, the girls woke up at about 7:15 which is their normal wake-up-for-school time. We got presents distributed and The Father said that I overdid it again. I think he says that every year, and I do agree, but c'mon! It's Christmas! And they needed things to do on the airplane. Besides, who cares if it's just underwear? Who doesn't like to open presents?
I was so excited for the girls to get their presents I could hardly stand it. M1 ended up with a Nintendo DS and more games than any kid needs. Every year Santa brings them a doll and this year, He brought matching dolls. Their hair is thick and wonderful and they have clothes you can change. I love trying to figure out whose are whose and who left them out. Clothes are never a hit, but a necessity. Especially for a kid who puts holes in the knees of every pair of jeans she has.
M2 got and i-dog and an MP3 player and a mom that took more than a month to figure out how to put music on it (I did it yesterday...oops). She was also excited about the amount of Littlest Pet Shops she got. Some of them are darn cute--others, not so much. She will play with them for hours. Between those and all her Polly Pockets she never needs to be entertained. She really needs to work on her sharing skills, though. (Yes, she's 6, and no, she still hasn't figured it out yet. What does that say about my parenting skills?)
M3 got a Leapster with a Princess game and a Dora game. She is loving Dora right now and I really can't figure out why. To hear her sing "1-2-3-cho, 1-2-3 co, 1-2-3 la, 1-2-3 te" is hilarious. Especially with the Spanish accent. Her new Dora PackPack for the plane was a hit too. Surpised?
We packed up the car and about 10am started for Salt Lake, the first leg of our journey to see Grammy and Granddad in Hawaii. The weather was absolutely horrible. It was snowy and scary, especially over Malad Pass. The Father followed us down in the "big truck" to make sure we made it over the pass. It was 1 lane a lot of the way, and you could hardly see the vehicle in front of you. Talk about white knuckle! But we were prepared--gloves, boots, water and trail mix for all of us, just in case. Luckily we didn't need any of it. And many thanks to The Father for following us and wasting his day when he could've been on his way to the Ranch for his own fun. It ended up being unnecessary, but we were all better safe than sorry. We love you and wish you would've been coming with us!
We were supposed to leave from SLC to Phoenix
at 6:15 pm and we got there about 3pm. We 
paid the extra however-many dollars and got on a 4:30 flight and arrived in Phoenix the same time we were supposed to be leaving Salt Lake. It was nice. Because of our numbers (4) we had to sit apart from each other. Since M1 is such a big girl, she chose to sit across the aisle and clear in the window seat. She loved being able to see out the plane. And the greatest part about the flight is that it was only an hour and a half--cake. Aunt J and cousin K (J and K respectively from here on out) picked us up from the airport and we went back to her house to pick up her husband, P. Then we went to Uncle C's house for more present opening.
When we got there, he made us dinner (we were a little hungry from the trip) of Ritz Pizzas
(yum), the famed Macaroni Salad (double yum), left over ham from the day before (I think), and brownies (triple yum). After stuffing our faces and sharing drinks (we didn't put our names on cups and shared more than I care to think about), it was time to open more presents. K and the girls exchanged their presents and Uncle C (who looks so thrilled to be in this picture) gave Triple M Guitar Hero World Tour. I'm sure it will be a blast when we get it out. ;-)
Then we went back to J's house to try and get some shut eye before we had to be at the airport by 6:00 am. (Good luck on that one with 6 girls to get ready. And we had to look cute because it would be the first time since October [I know, that was a long time ago] that Grammy and Granddad would get to see the girls.)
J and I, trying to get all J's last minute stuff, getting my weight distribution figured out, and for some reason, though right now I can't recall why, we tried to go to Wal-Mart. It was closed. Can you believe it? And the bank, but there was no money in the ATM. We were annoyed. Maybe it was because it was 2:30am and we had to be up at 5:30am to get to the airport and we'd be running on way too little sleep to be on a 6 hour flight with 4 girls age 7 (almost 8) and under. Maybe.
On Christmas morning, the girls woke up at about 7:15 which is their normal wake-up-for-school time. We got presents distributed and The Father said that I overdid it again. I think he says that every year, and I do agree, but c'mon! It's Christmas! And they needed things to do on the airplane. Besides, who cares if it's just underwear? Who doesn't like to open presents?
I was so excited for the girls to get their presents I could hardly stand it. M1 ended up with a Nintendo DS and more games than any kid needs. Every year Santa brings them a doll and this year, He brought matching dolls. Their hair is thick and wonderful and they have clothes you can change. I love trying to figure out whose are whose and who left them out. Clothes are never a hit, but a necessity. Especially for a kid who puts holes in the knees of every pair of jeans she has.
M2 got and i-dog and an MP3 player and a mom that took more than a month to figure out how to put music on it (I did it yesterday...oops). She was also excited about the amount of Littlest Pet Shops she got. Some of them are darn cute--others, not so much. She will play with them for hours. Between those and all her Polly Pockets she never needs to be entertained. She really needs to work on her sharing skills, though. (Yes, she's 6, and no, she still hasn't figured it out yet. What does that say about my parenting skills?)
M3 got a Leapster with a Princess game and a Dora game. She is loving Dora right now and I really can't figure out why. To hear her sing "1-2-3-cho, 1-2-3 co, 1-2-3 la, 1-2-3 te" is hilarious. Especially with the Spanish accent. Her new Dora PackPack for the plane was a hit too. Surpised?We packed up the car and about 10am started for Salt Lake, the first leg of our journey to see Grammy and Granddad in Hawaii. The weather was absolutely horrible. It was snowy and scary, especially over Malad Pass. The Father followed us down in the "big truck" to make sure we made it over the pass. It was 1 lane a lot of the way, and you could hardly see the vehicle in front of you. Talk about white knuckle! But we were prepared--gloves, boots, water and trail mix for all of us, just in case. Luckily we didn't need any of it. And many thanks to The Father for following us and wasting his day when he could've been on his way to the Ranch for his own fun. It ended up being unnecessary, but we were all better safe than sorry. We love you and wish you would've been coming with us!
We were supposed to leave from SLC to Phoenix
at 6:15 pm and we got there about 3pm. We 
paid the extra however-many dollars and got on a 4:30 flight and arrived in Phoenix the same time we were supposed to be leaving Salt Lake. It was nice. Because of our numbers (4) we had to sit apart from each other. Since M1 is such a big girl, she chose to sit across the aisle and clear in the window seat. She loved being able to see out the plane. And the greatest part about the flight is that it was only an hour and a half--cake. Aunt J and cousin K (J and K respectively from here on out) picked us up from the airport and we went back to her house to pick up her husband, P. Then we went to Uncle C's house for more present opening.When we got there, he made us dinner (we were a little hungry from the trip) of Ritz Pizzas
(yum), the famed Macaroni Salad (double yum), left over ham from the day before (I think), and brownies (triple yum). After stuffing our faces and sharing drinks (we didn't put our names on cups and shared more than I care to think about), it was time to open more presents. K and the girls exchanged their presents and Uncle C (who looks so thrilled to be in this picture) gave Triple M Guitar Hero World Tour. I'm sure it will be a blast when we get it out. ;-)Then we went back to J's house to try and get some shut eye before we had to be at the airport by 6:00 am. (Good luck on that one with 6 girls to get ready. And we had to look cute because it would be the first time since October [I know, that was a long time ago] that Grammy and Granddad would get to see the girls.)
J and I, trying to get all J's last minute stuff, getting my weight distribution figured out, and for some reason, though right now I can't recall why, we tried to go to Wal-Mart. It was closed. Can you believe it? And the bank, but there was no money in the ATM. We were annoyed. Maybe it was because it was 2:30am and we had to be up at 5:30am to get to the airport and we'd be running on way too little sleep to be on a 6 hour flight with 4 girls age 7 (almost 8) and under. Maybe.
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