
After Christmas, we needed some excitement in our lives so we went bowling with our good friends, the Hoyals. We played pool while we waited for our lanes to become open.

Hmmmm, who's winning?

McKay (the Hoyal's 6 year old hiding behind David) beat my score, well, maybe everyone beat my score. I didn't have the best day but way to go McKay!
January is one of those months where you aren't sure what's next because you are coming off of the biggest event of the year. It has been really cold and not too snowy. I can handle the temperature better if it's pretty outside.
We have been doing a lot of just normal life stuff. Today I got my tires rotated and the oil changed. I can't tell you what a momentous occasion that was. It has needed to be done for too long. This is what my January is, catching up on the management of life. I am more relieved than my kids are that the semester is over and we have started fresh again. Teenagers are wearing me out. I have a house full (David will count as a 1/2 because he is not yet 13) and I am more and more glad each day that generally blondes don't go grey because I would so be there! I think this is a lot harder than diapers. You don't have to pray about how to change diapers or when to have nap time. Life nowadays requires a lot more brain power. Well, on to the next event...

Last week was the last regular swim meet of the year. It was the famous Battle for the Paddle. It is the Orem vs. MountainView meet. These two teams swim together twice a day all year long because they swim in the same club but for different school teams. They know each other well and this makes for quite a rivalry. Michael and Katie made a poster to take and decorate at the pool.

Here are the Orem High Swim Team Captains, Joe, Michael, Amy and Rachel, holding the coveted paddle. Orem beat MountainView pretty badly this year. This is the 11th consecutive year that the tigers have won!

Go Orem!

New Year's Day. This was a kind of heritage meal, I suppose. My mom's birthday is Jan. 1, I cooked my great-grandma Kate's ableskever's in my grandma Eleanor's pans. The taste takes me a long way back. It was just as good as I remember.

Out with the old, in with the new. We have had this desk and file cabinet in our family room almost as long as we have lived here, which will be 12 years this April. I have already mentioned the excessive number of teenagers in the house, and they need the computer all at the same time it seems. So, we sold the old desk, bought two new ones and have added another computer to avoid gridlock. It was sad to see it go, it had SO much storage space and the best part...you could just shut the top and it looked clean (such a farce). I am almost done getting the new desks situated with organizer boxes, etc. but I am really struggling not having everything in one big pile. I can't find anything anymore. I'll learn.

Here is Michael and his Preference date, Katelyn Albach. They went sledding and had cocoa for their day date.

All dressed up for the dance. Michael and I went to Saver's and found a pink shirt for $5 that matched perfectly! Sweet! They look awesome, don't they?

While Michael was at Preference, Nelson, David and I went night skiing at Sundance. This was David's first experience night skiing and he had a thousand questions on the way up. How bright was it? Where were the lights? etc, etc. We had a great time and we spent some time helping David improve his slalom. On one of his turns near the end of the night he kind of skied over the end of his pole, oops. He was proud of the damage, here it is...

Whoa.

We have decided that next year for Christmas we are not getting our kids anything except giant cardboard boxes. Maybe they are still like little kids after all. These are the boxes our new desks came in and they had two days of cardboard heaven. They cut, duct taped, decorated, napped in, and thoroughly enjoyed the 100 cubic feet of boxes left over from the desks.

Can you read what Caroline wrote on the outside of her box? After all of the stress and worry teenagers can be, I love them more than ever. "I love my life", it says it all.