So, when I write about our trips down to Cedar City, where we generally spend several days over the holidays in fabulous compound living with my siblings and their (multiple) children, do you ever wonder what a typical slice of that sounds like, looks like, feels like?
Well wonder no more!
Did you notice that Eric was the only adult down there who was not either narrating the event or part of the (one-woman) film crew? Yeah--glutton, that guy.
Can you tell that I adore my family? Man, do I ever.