Thursday, December 29, 2011

Fun with Uncle Corbin

Last Friday we went to the South Davis rec center. We had a blast and it was a good way to use one of Patrick's days off.

P.s. we have recent good news...Patrick was finally hired full-time with the state. He is no longer an intern and we have health insurance! It's fabulous. Megan and I are grateful for such a good husband and dad.

Anyway, we went swimming at South Davis rec and then just walked around. It is a fun place, but it's so expensive we can't go as often as we'd like. Here are some pics. The rock climbing picture is for was taken with him in mind. He'd be so proud to know we're teaching his niece to rock climb young! :)

Happy Holidays!

Watch out...way too many blog posts are on their way! ;)

We spent Thanksgiving with my family this year. And so we went to Idaho. This year was a little different though because we went to Susan and Mike's in Idaho Falls rather than going to Grandma and Grandpa's farm. It was different, but still good. We will miss Thanksgiving at Grandma's house. I have almost no pictures of Thanksgiving, but I wanted to remember this year since it is the beginning of new Shively Thanksgiving traditions.

Here are a few pics of Megan from the car ride and one of her outside. It was such a warm Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Merry Christmas!

So happy it's Christmas!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Our Sunday

This has certainly been a weekend to remember. That wind was incredible. The wind came on Thursday morning, so these pictures (taken on Sunday) of our cul-de-sac are certainly after a lot of clean up. Seeing our neighborhood looking like a war zone kept reminding me of these lines from How Great Thou Art:

I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy pow'r throughout the universe displayed.

The root system of the huge pine tree that fell in our front yard.

And the huge hole that pine tree left in our front yard.

Patrick out working. Church was cancelled. Our ward cleaned up from 9-4.

A big tree down at the end of our street.

And one of the piles in our neighborhood that had to be cut, loaded, and hauled to the dump.