After a verbal tongue lashing and reprimand from you know who, I have been committed to update the blog. I guess I better update things chronologically.
Before we visited Idaho and Utah for Christmas and New Years, our ward had a Christmas dinner and Nativity reenactment by our primary. And Teri, the primary president, directed the program. It went well and the primary kids did a wonderful job of putting on a touching program. Jett was able to be Joseph. Of course he was Joseph 007. Even though Joseph 007 and Mary were technically married at that point in time, Joseph 007 still felt he had to prove himself to Mary in his protecting, hunting, and gathering skills. So he pulled out his semi-automatic finger pistol - he just saw a sheep. This picture is just the moment Joseph 007 saw that pesky BFG (Bethlehem Fish & Game) agent, and he realized he didn't have a nonresident hunting license. He was from Nazareth and not Bethlehem. Sorry Mary. Maybe next time.

Wynn was the "wise man with sweet mountain boots," which made it easier to cross the Himilayas on his trek. His other friends, the wise man named "Run Rhymez" (also a west coast rapper) and Horace de Vil (husband of Cruella de Vil, who always gave her husband clothing and hats accentuated with Dalmation fur), also showed up to give presents.

This was the grand finale. Everybody complimented Teri on the great job she did.

We took our biennial trip to Idaho for Christmas. The roads were terrible. We were stranded in Rawlins, Wyoming for a few hours because of roads like this. I mostly followed the car in front of me and hoped the driver knew where the road was. The wind was really bad and we fought gusts greater than 60 mph. Wyoming in the winter is a great place to be from. Far from.

I included this picture because of the look on Chris' face. I'm sure Chris is thinking, "Dave, did you just do a bare finger nose wipe on Quinn? Could you be sure to sanitize your hands before doing anything else?" Not that Chris is a clean-freak, but it seems that multiple people were sick at any one time during that week.

My Grandpa Pidcock keeping a safe distance from boys engaged in horseplay.

A picture of all the Keller cousins except Crew, who was down for a nap. Notice my Grandma telling Grandpa, who pretends to be grumpy, to get in the picture. The next picture shows who won.


A picture with Grandma and Grandpa Keller and grandkids.

We visited the Stapletons in Utah. They have twins about the age of Crew. We decided to save water and put them in the bathtub at the same time.