I wanted to finish out last year real quick, since it is February, after all. We took a trip down to Provo and stayed in a hotel one night to visited with Beck, Ben, and Trevor. We had so much fun. The gents were kind enough to take the kids on Saturday morning so Beck and I could go buy ridiculous fingernail polish and fabulous jewelry and just hang out. It was so fun! I wish they hadn't moved! Ohio schmohio if you ask me. SOO fabulous. Nate's folks were up for the new year, which was fun. They are such party animals (those of them who can stay awake past 8:30 - not mentioning any names, Dad). Me and Nate and his Mom all combined our brain and manpower and totally figured out one of the super hard wedgit designs from one of Addison's Christmas presents. We are so cool and impressive. Nate wasn't feeling great so we turned in early, but the new year came in anyway. Turned out two weeks later we found out he had strep throat. Ah January, you stink. Nat...

My sister Amber married a true blue Southerner. They came down from PA to visit for Christmas at the same time as us. One day during the break, Camden (the brother-in-law) noticed a deer on the side of the road that hadn't been there last time he drove by. After he got home, he took several of my sisters for a ride in the truck to go retrieve it and then gutted it in the woods behind the house and made all sorts of roasts to fill the freezer with. No, this is not the first time he's done it. Or the second. And he did it once before he and Amber were married ON A DATE. I think she loves him.

I don't know if Nate was just having arctic tundra withdrawals or what, but he decided that he couldn't leave Georgia happily if he didn't go for a dunk. It was 50 degrees. And he was wearing my dad's swim trunks. That could've been bad. Then he did it again because he wanted to try out the slide. My mom is convinced that this is what put him in the hospital, by the way.