Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Thanksgiving


We started our Thanksgiving with watching Aaron play in the ward Turkey Bowl.

It was a good turn out. They played at the field at the high school, and it was muddy because it was raining earlier in the morning.


Some of the guys who played. So, Saturday the guy on the right in all black baptized his daughter. His brother-in-law..the guy on the very end in white shirt, black shorts was the QB. Found out that he went to Woodbridge High School, which is right by the high school I went to. He graduated the same year as I did and he dated a friend. He now lives in Highlands Ranch, CO. Small world. After the baptism, we were invited to their house for dinner. It was our family and about 40 members of their family who all traveled for the baptism...Salt Lake, San Antonio and Highlands Ranch. One of the cool things is the dad is a convert and his parents are pretty against the church so they don't do religious things with them. Well, they were at the baptism. We had a terrible storm that started Thursday night and basically stopped Monday. We have had a record year...most rain in a year. Funny that we started the year in a drought.



From the turkey bowl, we went over to the stake center to play volleyball with Aaron's cousin, Amy and her family. His aunt and uncle--Becky and Kent and also cousin Jeremy were in town too. We also played with a family that lives by Amy..her name is Michele Johnson. She is in our stake, but she attends the Spanish branch because her and her husband both speak Spanish. That assignment will be over soon and will be in Amy's ward.

Didn't get great pictures, but it was fun.

And I didn't get a single picture of our Thanksgiving dinner. We went over to our friends' house. Jessica, Adam and kids are Reese and Jaleigh (Schwarz). They are a lot of fun. They are huge U fans and Adam and Aaron have very similar personalities. The kids love playing together. We are grateful that they invited us over for dinner. We love our friends.

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