Lights on Temple Square

Every year the day after Thanksgiving

We have a marvelous party downtown

with my husbands fam.

We eat amazing food 

hang at the Plaza

And see the glorious lights on Temple Square

In Salt Lake City.

bundled up family

 It is always crowded.

This year a bit bitter cold.

Magical.

This is one of my very favorite traditions ever.

I look forward to it every year.

Sofia by the pink lights

 Sofia is at the age where everything is 

wonderful,

magical,

and extra special.

She loved every minute of it.

She saw the Christus through the window of the visitors center

and insisted we go up there.

It was so packed we barely got up there.

The look on her face as she gazed at the statue of Jesus

made the crowds and hassle totally worth it.

At least for me

Noah under the "Red Tree" we got engaged by

Noah is older and it getting into stories of our little families history.

It was a big deal to him that this is the tree, we got engaged by.

They both wanted to walk around to see the nativities from around the world

just to see the cute baby Jesus'.

This was a marvelous night.

Ask Me about Dom

A couple weeks ago  on a tuesday,  my Sofia informed me that her husband Sal had died.  He had been her husband for a couple of months.  She would wax poetic about what they did together and that "he Love me".  I was horrified that my son in law Sal (who I always secretly thought was a trucker) had died.  He died of old age.

"He was really really old."

 She informed me then, that she had married Dom that afternoon in the Juna Temple.
I asked her to tell me about him.

"Well, He is a husband."

Like a husband is some kind of species.

She then explained that he had spiky hair that is dark.  He is tall and big.  He is a good dancer at a ball.  He loves to use keys.  And he likes to eat fish.

And he is really old.  He is eighteen.

Sounds like an amazing husband