Thursday, January 15, 2015

A Cincinnati Christmas

Temperature's up to 44 degrees!  Yesterday we put away the longjohns and headed to the zoo where we visited three baby lion cubs and a baby aardvark.  (By the way, while lion cubs are cute all over, aardvarks are also adorable, but in the ugliest way possible.)  I should probably be outside right now soaking in the sun while it lasts, but since Annika is napping I thought I'd toss some Christmas photos into cyberspace.

Even though we traveled to Ohio for the holidays, we still decorated at home and put up a small tree.  Surprisingly, Annika left most of the ornaments alone, preferring to mangle the red Christmas box instead by repeatedly climbing in and out.

Eli was a fantastic tree decorator, helping me while his big sisters were at school.

Like most Christmas seasons, the time flew by.  Before we knew it, we were all loaded up and headed to Ohio.  On the way, we passed through Champaign-Urbana, stopping for lunch with Jason's architecture professor and mentor, Mike McCulley.  Mike and his wife Jane were so welcoming of our crew.  The world needs more of these great people.

While Brooklyn and Talia didn't remember Mike and Jane very well, it was fun to drive around and see what memories they do have from Illinois.  Meadowbrook park, Applebees, a fairy-themed birthday party at the Johanssons--all the things that matter most to 3 and 5 year-old girls.

After a long day of travel, we finally made it to Ohio.  As tuckered out as I felt, Annika apparently did not feel the same and screamed for what felt like hours when it was time for bed.  Had we been in a hotel, we would have been forced to let her escape from the Graco prison, if only for the sake of the other hotel guests.  But since we were all family, we plugged our ears and taught the tough lesson that bedtime is bedtime--even in Ohio.

With such a snuggly bed, I don't know why she was complaining.


Maybe she objected to the ambiance.  (Personally, I think I'd have all sorts of yummy dreams.)

On Christmas eve, Annie did somewhat better.  Here we are all feasting on appetizers for dinner.

Lance helps Justin with a mozzarella stick.

Our Nativity reinactment was uber-awesome with ninja-master Uncle Justin playing the role of Joseph.

Brooklyn, Talia, and Jason are all looking quite angelic in their costumes.

Grandpa Charles and Grandma Susie enjoyed the chance to record the experience.  (If the audio track were posted, you'd be able to hear Annika wailing from her crib downstairs again.  Like I said, bedtime on Christmas eve was better, but still far from perfect.)

Brianna made the perfect Mary.  (I have it on good authority that Baby Jesus was actually a stuffed snowman.)

Christy and Ben's flight arrived late Christmas Eve, so on Christmas morning there were gifts and hugs for everyone.  Here's Eli helping to distribute the loot.


Brooklyn seems pretty excited about her new Arizona jeans.


Uncle Lance gave Annika this adorable sweater and skirt.

She liked her new outfit so much that she insisted on wearing it right away.  After that, she decided she'd had enough excitement and presents and shook her head "no" every time you tried to give her something.  Eventually she escaped downstairs for some quiet playtime by herself.

Ben, Christy, and Lance watch all the excitement.

Look here!  Charles and Susie are opening their special Christmas surprise--a fund for some future New Zealand explorations.  Charles looks as happy as a kid on Christmas.  (Oh wait!  That's what he is.)

Talia's pretty excited about something.  A new slinky, or perhaps the Harry Potter DVD.

The rest of Christmas was nice and relaxed.  Here are Jason and Eli working on a new lego set.  All of the kids received legos this year.  Eli has a mountain cabin, Talia got Rapunzel's tower, Brooklyn has a Hobbit set, and Jason finally received his lego dream--the Maersk train.

Only thing better than Christmas presents is Christmas dinner.  You can always count on the Wheelers for a delicious spread.

Love the roses!

For some real party fun, come visit our end of the table.

Eli with his Christmas cracker.

Uh oh, our Sous Chef Uncle Ben looks slightly displeased.  Too much mint, perhaps?

Brianna, our brilliant hostess, is beaming.

Aw, isn't Annika an adorable Christmas angel?

Next up, the Wheeler Wobble/Jingle Jog!  No better way to celebrate boxing day than by working off a bit of pie.  Grandpa Charles and Annika watched over the starting/finish line.

Here's Uncle Justin marking off the race course.  Guess we should have listened better!  I ended up running with (okay, sprinting to catch up with) Talia, who turned the opposite direction.  We had a lovely jog together, but felt pretty grateful when we finally made it back 4.5 miles later.

Other fun events: watching a documentary on "Jerusalem" at the Cincinnati museum center.  Since we had a bit of time to kill before the show, we headed to a park for some playtime.  Jason forgot his coat, but luckily the kids were willing to share.

Our Easy E chooses his own kind of adventure...

...while Talia Lily creates hers.

I've never known a child to spend quite so much time hanging upside down.  I guess it's refreshing to see the world from a new perspective.

Hooray, donuts!  Here we all are enjoying the fruits of Brianna's passion.

Dig in!

Fueled with more sugar, Talia had plenty of energy for new acrobatics. Our cutie is obsessed with headstands.


Adding the splits.


Timber!


Perfect satisfaction with the world.  (Even if her hair is caught in her necklace.)


Christmas isn't complete without a few family photos.  Here's the requisite serious pose.  From left to right:  Brianna (and Libby), Justin, Jason, Annika, Ben, Christy, Lance, Susie, Charles, Eli, Kara, Talia, and Brooklyn.

Now for a silly photo.  (Grandpa Charles and Grandma Susie, do we need to teach you what "silly" means?)

Hmm, an arm on the shoulder.  That's pretty audacious.  Ah well, Jason made up for you.  (Sorry about that, Eli.)

One last view of beautiful Cincinnati.
 
Just looking at the picture makes me hungry for a five-way Cincinnati chili.  After our official taste test we've decided:  Brianna's is the best.

Thanks for a great Christmas.

Monday, January 12, 2015

Baby It's COLD

Baby, it's COLD outside.  Really cold.  Yesterday we forced the kids to walk the pedestrian bridge to Iowa in below freezing temperatures because at 30 degrees, it was warmer than it had been in weeks.  Right now the thermostat is reading 17, and I'm just grateful it isn't -4 plus windchill.

I hate to say it, but the cold has turned me into a big baby.  Deep down inside, I'm hankering for a good cry.  I want to cry about frozen dishwasher pipes, chapped lips, numb toes, and outrageous utility bills.  I want to cry about how long it takes to get everybody bundled up every single time we leave the house, and how every time I walk into the house I find myself tripping over hats and boots as I stumble into icy puddles of melted snow.  Most of all, I want to cry because I miss the desert canyons.  I'm hesitant to post this for fear of making anyone feel like we dislike Omaha, because we really don't.  Even so, when winter hits, it's hard not to remember how in Southern Utah we hiked all winter long. 

Winter is tough on me emotionally.  Does anybody else struggle the same way?  Over the years, I've become extremely dependent on running to keep me emotionally stable.  It's tough when the weather gets so cold that running isn't feasible.  I'm a person who loves light and fresh air.  Come wintertime, not only are the days short, but we frequently keep the shades down  as an extra layer of insulation.  Ugh.  All I want to do is crawl under the covers of my warm bed or eat chocolate.  Which I do.  Which makes me feel even more sluggish and less motivated.

It's pretty easy to see where this cycle is going.  Winter comes and I feel down in the dumps, so I don't do anything which makes me feel even more depressed--yadda, yadda, yadda.  Well, guess what?  Life happens.  Winter happens.  We're all going to have tough days, even if you live in sunny St. George.  I can't change winter, but I can change my attitude.

So today I am determined to do something--even if "something" is nothing more than a blog post.  I'm choosing happiness in all degrees, not just the warm ones.  After all, the weather's just right for reading stories and building lego monuments.  And yes, I'm pulling myself up by the bootstrings and getting myself onto the treadmill at the gym.  If I can't run an actual 5K through Zion and Bryce Canyons, at least I can run one virtually.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

When the Wilhoits Wandered to the Wheelers

Still in Cincinnati, still having a wonderful time.  Today we ventured out to Jungle Jim's and let the kids stay up late for our traditional root beer tasting festivities.  Such fun!

Now that the house is finally quiet, I thought I'd take a moment to share some more photos from the Wilhoit visit.   As you can imagine, most of our attention was focused around Eila.  Isn't she precious?  Like most babes, she occasionally mixes up her nights and days.


Zoe was next in line to steal the show.  While all the children (and adults) were delighted to have her close, Annika was most enthralled.


Annie also loved making sugar cookies with Aunt Callie.  She figured out pretty quickly that the best part is snitching the dough.


With babies on the brain, we ventured out to the Henry Doorly Zoo to see the baby giraffe...

...and the baby orangutan.


Of course, Eila was sweetest.  Right, Talia Lily?

Even if she does wear uncles out...

Our next stop was the Lauritzen Botanical Gardens.  Here are Callie and Adam in the new conservatory.
Oops, I forgot to mention that Eila's hanging out behind that cute blanket.

Moving on, Annika garnered all sorts of compliments as she toddled around in her red Rothschild coat.

I know I'm biased, but she really is cute.


It's quite possible that the adornment of the totems moved beyond festive into the realm of absurdity or even irreverence

Even so, I'm glad someone was brave enough to do it.  :)

Meanwhile, the main exhibition hall was likewise transformed for the holidays.  Here are the Wilhoits next to the poinsettia tree.


Perhaps thi dwarf-sized tree would be more appropriate.

My favorite part of the display was all of the trains running through these models of Omaha's most well-known buildings.

Eli was positively mesmerized.  He would have gladly watched for hours had time permitted.

If you come visit us in Omaha next Christmas, we'll be glad to show you in person.

The holiday display was so lovely that we decided to come back the next day to shoot a photo for our Christmas card.  Here are a few pictures that didn't make the final cut.






Callie, Adam, Eila, and Zoe, thank you so much for coming to visit!
Our holiday season was ever so much brighter because of you.

Thursday, December 25, 2014

The Best Gift of Christmas: A Tiny Babe (Eila Kay's Baby Blessing)

Merry Christmas!  I hope everyone had a delightful holiday with family and friends.  Ours has been lovely.  I'll share more later, but we drove to Cincinnati where we are spending the week with Jason's parents and siblings.  Such fun!

We just finished a delicious ham dinner and the house is relatively quiet as the kids play with Legos.  I thought I'd seize the moments to post some photos from earlier in December when Callie, Adam, Eila, and Zoe all flew out from Washington for a visit.  After all, what better way to spend Christmas than contemplating a beautiful new babe.

Brooklyn and Baby Eila.  I think Callie and Adam are superheroes, braving the flight with both a newborn and a pug.
Eli, Talia, Zoe, and Annie Mae
Eli loves the pug kisses!

Papa Kay reads Eli a story from his favorite chair.

Talia is always happiest with a puppy in her arms.

Annika, Brooklyn, and Zoe--all color-coordinated.

Hey, I never even noticed that even Jason's socks keep up the black and red color scheme!  Here's Jason, Talia, and the sweetest niece.
The Wilhoits arrived late in the afternoon on Sunday, December 7th.  Eila Kay was blessed by her Papa Kay in the Andrus home later that evening.  There is something so special and intimate about a baby blessing at home, especially since this is the home Callie grew up in.  Doesn't seem like that long ago when Eli was blessed in the very same place.
Adam, Callie, and their baby girl.

Eila wore the blessing dress that NomiAnn made ten years ago for Brooklyn. At the time, I'm sure she never imagined that it would grace four granddaughters (and counting.)

Three generations of love.  From left to right:  Cathy Ann, Callie Helene, Adam Fenn, Kay LeGrand, with baby  Eila Kay.

Adam slips out of the frame for this picture.  Papa K looks a bit forlorn to be left as the lone man.

NomiAnn and Papa Kay with all of their grandkids.  Eli says, oh no!  Too many girls!

Aunt Kara, Uncle Jason, and Cousin Talia are sure smitten with Eila.

Brooklyn is a fantastic little mama.  She really has a remarkable gift with babes.  Our only complaint is that she finds it hard to share.  :)

One final picture of the cousins.  Such a lovely day!

And now, time to check back in with today's family.  Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Sharing the Gift

I don't post many links on this blog, but if you haven't yet watched this video, please find a moment.  It was so beautiful that I wept.  (Twice, if you must know.)



Then watch this.


I'm so thankful for the gift of Christ in our lives, bringing light, hope and peace now and forever.  Merry Christmas!