Last weekend Grace, Atlas, Cali, and I went to Snohomish to a scrapbook retreat with our friends. One thing that makes these retreats great is we've been doing them long enough that now our daughters are old enough and coming back to join us. This retreat Atlas came, too (and was a lovely model for many projects).
|Atlas modeling Amanda's minion hat|
We don't just scrapbook at these retreats: Cali sews and quilts, Tracy does a lot of hand embroidery, Sonja and Anita always bring a crochet project or two, Susan, Jill, and Amanda do a wide variety of craft projects, Donna and Deb usually make lots of cards, and Nicole does a little bit of everything.
|Nicole wearing a tu-tu she made for a friend's costume|
|Just Dance competitors|
Nicole, Grace, and Cali
We take turns cooking and this year we had a turkey dinner, cafe rio salads, creme brulee french toast, hashbrown casseroles, and lots of good fruit. I always look forward to this fall retreat and we had a really great time and everybody got lots done.
|Amanda made a fun candy table for everyone to enjoy|
This weekend the Billington's came from Idaho to visit. A few minutes before they arrived, friends Daniel and Rosa stopped by to use our computer. Everybody squeezed around the tilted table for supper.
|(L-R) Nephi's chin, Chris, Jake, Bruce, Charlie, Rosa, Daniel, and Calvin's forehead|
Calvin hatched a straight-run of chicks for my niece Charlie last spring. This weekend the whole family hauled the roosters in the batch up to use the whizzbang chicken plucker.
|(L-R) Bruce, Charlie, Calvin, Nephi (Charlie's husband), Chris, and Jake|
Bruce and Chris own and operate a stock sale in Southern Idaho, so they brought us another steer to put in our pasture, too.
We had a great weekend with them. While the men put the ribs on the grill for dinner, Chris, Charlie and I went to the Piper Barn Holiday Show. Chris is a great shopper and is always fun to go with.
After we finished butchering the chickens and ate a supper of barbecued ribs, we went to the show Captain Phillips.
Everybody . . .
. . . and I do mean everybody, had a great time.
In between the weekends, life went on as normal. Except Calvin set a few goals for himself:
I am happy to report that he accomplished them. Not once did he complain about another driver, and Tuesday when we went to the Temple and he was wearing his white shirt and dress pants and he dropped his pop and it started to spill all over, he didn't even half-way swear. And when a friend called wanting to borrow money he did his best to try and help them.
It was another great week.