My Family is Here!

I am so happy that my family could come out here and spend time with us for Thanksgiving!! We all are. I think this picture adequately captures how Franny felt about their impending arrival. She had the biggest grin when they walked in the house that night.

This is my Dad. He once won a Harrison Ford look-alike contest. That's not true, and I'm going to get in trouble for saying that, but when I was in high school two of my best friends did used to tell me how handsome my Dad was. At the time it embarrassed me a little, but now I think it's kind of fun. His granddaughters just love him. Look at the outfits he picked out and sent them.

Some of us made the drive to Nauvoo today to go to the temple and see some of the sites. It was a really nice day. We had a wonderful time. I'm so happy they're here. I think Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It was funny- it seems like every time we're together for a long car ride, no matter what time of day it is, everyone zonks out and takes a nap while my Mom or Dad drives us home. Well tonight it was me driving my slumbering family home. Which is weird, because as I've said before, I'm a borderline narcoleptic, so it doesn't seem very prudent to let me drive in the dark unsupervised. It was great to be together and laugh and talk.

We asked this groundskeeper to take our picture after our session and he sweetly offered to walk with us to a spot he knew of where he could get the whole temple in the picture. But my heart sank when he crouched down to take a picture from every woman's least favorite angle. Yuck. Oh well, I'm posting it anyway. Just know I am not happy with that picture. Oh yeah, and I'm glad he was sure to include the horse's rear in the photo.

What did I say about needing supervision? As I was driving in silence, I thought of my little hitchhiking ladybug who apparently was finished with Nauvoo and wanted to head west. Here he is on my steering wheel. I started to wonder what would happen to him once he got off in our town. Then I thought, "what is the life expectancy of a ladybug?" Which made me wonder, "Does anyone even know or care?" And then, "How could the lifespan of a ladybug be tracked?" Which then prompted, "What kind of freak wonders about the life expectancy of ladybugs?" Then I answered my own question by taking a picture inside my car- the same kind of freak who takes a picture of a ladybug while she's driving. Luckily the car ride was over soon thereafter and I forgot all about the hitchhiking ladybug. He'll spend a warm and cozy night in the Sienna and I'll drop him off at Franny's school tomorrow morning.

Yikes- it's really late. I'm going to go to bed before I think too much about all the ladybug nonsense I just wrote about.