Sometimes I feel like Easton gets all the attention on this blog. That’s probably natural, seeing as he is the baby. But, just in case you were wondering, here’s what the rest of us have been up to.
I have been keeping myself busy with homeschooling, teaching a handful of violin students, participating in city business as the secretary of the Pleasant Grove Arts Commission, teaching a Spanish class to Amelie, Calder, and two of their friends once a week, my primary calling, and taking violin lessons myself. I’m loving taking lessons again. Sometimes it’s a bit like learning how to walk again as I work to correct bad habits and learn better technique, but it’s wonderful and I’m excited to improve my musical skills.
Bryce is enjoying his job at HandStands and continues to get rave reviews from his boss. He’s done some great things for the company in the time he’s been there–lots of new products and lots of budget-saving measures. He’s also teaching himself Objective-C, a computer programming language, training for a half-marathon, and performing his duties as a member of our ward’s bishopric.
Amelie is having lots of fun these days–learning to read (she’s gotten quite good!), taking a dance class, doing science experiments, and learning some gymnastics at the weekly homeschool PE class we go to at one of the local rec centers. Her favorite thing at the moment seems to be somersaulting. She literally somersaults from room to room around our house and often stops whatever she is doing to somersault across our living room.

Ta-da!
Calder is also a big fan of the PE class. A room full of trampolines, obstacle courses, balance beams–heaven for a three year-old boy! He also loves to be read to, play “Nice Guy, Bad Guy,” and do puzzles.

See?
And we can’t forget the cat! Little Dinah has been a wonderful pet so far. She’s patient with the children and a bit kooky–a perfect combination in a cat. She is the best lounger I know. We often find her completely relaxed on her back, just asking to get a tummy rub. She enjoys hiding under the kids’ bunk bed at bedtime, forcing me to spend about 10 minutes trying to cajole her out. And then there’s her “Off to the Races” moments during the day when she runs at top speed from end to end of our little house.

Little Dinah and a toy from my childhood. Isn't the resemblance amazing? I think it was meant to be.
So, life is wonderfully busy. I guess that was kind of like our Christmas letter. Just pretend you got it in the mail with a nice family photo.
One last picture for the road:

Helping Grandma Brenda practice.



