who's driving?

it just might be that abandoned cars make the best photoshoots.

or it might just be the company with which you discover them…

love,
me

photos taken christmas 2011

what would easter be if christmas didn't happen

memories:
our charred dr. suess christmas tree
nutcrackers
babies
rain
inner tubing down a mountain
abandoned cars in forests
finishing the pizza oven
pizza for christmas dinner
heritage park nativity pagaent
shattered iphone
looking in the manger

what would easter be if christmas didn't happen?

love,
r&y

ten points for me...

just so you know, the girlie girls LOVED their photo albums.

love,
auntie holly

christmas day is in our grasp so long as we have hands to clasp.

i love coming around the corner and finding the scene of christmas morning. i love that it is magical, even now. i love watching others open their presents and the mess of wrapping paper on the floor. and i must admit that i love opening presents and finding that i got something i never knew i always wanted. it was a christmas miracle that santa found us in sandpoint (we were spoiled), and another that tyler had a present when his never came in the mail like it was supposed to... and mari just couldn't accept that gramma's present to her was for her doll, and not a bed for mari...

i almost forgot to open my own presents.

christmas day will always be just as long as we have we.

love,
r&y

 

"it's the christmas holly bear!"

at christmas, all roads lead home.

marjorie holmes

it was a sandpoint christmas this year. and there should be a rule that there must always be at least one person younger than twelve years old or smaller than four feet at every christmas. it is just more fun. and way more christmasy. 

tree decorating, a miniature nativity with angels and donkeys, plank contests on christmas eve, and launching potatoes with a ty's cannon.

love,
r&y

(this is our favourite missionary's band back at home. and we love them, too. his little brother is the drummer.)

Z Rizdvom Khrystovym! Kurisumasu Omedeto! Merry Chirstmas!

we ate around the world at tyler's parents house this christmas. ukranian kutya. ethiopian injera. mexican enchiladas. every night a different culture. we were never hungry and always full. it was glorious.

when we weren't eating, we were climbing mountains to find the perfect tree (which ended up being the perfect tree someone else had cut down and left behind...), racing down the hill in the backyard, building pizza ovens, watching movies, playing beatles rockband, monitoring the eclipse, and listening to urabamba. 

sleep is highly overrated...

can't wait to do it again. and again.

 

please have snow and mistletoe

we are home for christmas. and we were flashed mobbed at my parents house. possibly the best welcome home we have ever had. they said they would have done it at the airport if we had woken up for the flight we were supposed to have taken... but i'm pretty sure it was more perfect at home.

someone asked us today what some our favourite christmas traditions were. we talked for a long time, each taking turns telling our most favourite traditions and what our most precious memories were. next question asked was what was the best christmas present we had ever received. there was silence for a few seconds until someone said, "suddenly, gifts really don't seem that important right now..."

we are so happy to be home right now, we feel like sleep might be wasting time.

merry christmas.

love,
r&y

ps. these are some pictures of tyler's birthday weekend. it was before final projects and exams took over our lives. we can finally take lots of pictures again here.