The JHB played at Desert Ridge Marketplace on December 26th. As always, they were great. If only the weather had been. The cold was directly proportionate to their hotness....so it was VERY, VERY cold! That didn't keep us from having fun though.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmas Day
Here was our Christmas Day in the form of a photo recap:
We gave both Jen & Ken and Josh & Jamie a set of Illustrated Stories of the Book of Mormon. (This series was treasured by the Hunt children)
I think Jeff was jealous of all the stuff Ally and Corbin were getting and wanted to be Josh and Jamie's kid too.
We gave both Jen & Ken and Josh & Jamie a set of Illustrated Stories of the Book of Mormon. (This series was treasured by the Hunt children)
Finally, our Princess decides to act like one.
After the dust settled from opening presents, Josh and Jamie made breakfast...waffles, strawberries, whipped cream, bacon, eggs, and fresh OJ. Adults became kids again as we played with Grace, Corbin, and their new toys. Nana and Papa watched the little ones as the rest of the grown ups went to see Sherlock Holmes. We also played a silly game of Quelf where the following took place:
(For more photos and stories check out Jamie's blog.)
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas Eve, The Hunt Way
As previously mentioned, this was a year of Christmas firsts for the Hunt family. After the long standing tradition of spending the holiday in Price, Utah at the VanWaggoner “farm”, it was agreed that the time had come to begin a tradition of our own. It would be modeled after the original Christmas experience, with a few noticable differences...mainly that we’d be staying in warm and sunny Mesa. (AND of course we would miss the company of the the VanWaggoners!) We would all gather at Mom and Pop’s for Christmas Eve and Day, and the Hunt kids (all now adults, married and half with kids of their own) would occupy their childhood rooms.
The most anticipated event was The Crepe Paper Ball program that was instituted in Kara’s early childhood by her loving father. “What is this,” you ask? Here is a description :
The program is held on Christmas Eve. (After our bellies have been filled to near bursting.) The program unfolds, literally, as a ball rapped in crepe paper is rolled around by a circle of family and friends. Pre-paired ahead of time, a paper mache ball filled with candy and tiny toys is wrapped in yards and yards of crepe paper. Every few feet or so a small slip of paper is taped to the crepe paper with instructions for the program.(Things like: prayer assignments, songs, readings, performances, and rhyming clues as to the location of hidden gifts.) As the ball is rolled on the floor in front of the circle of participants, the notes become visible and are read aloud. The fun is in the unity... watching our loved ones share their gifts in performances, singing carols together, helping little ones follow clues to a gift (ALWAYS pj’s!) and their excitement in modeling them, and in the Spirit that is felt as the end of the program takes a more reverent tone. Pop reads from the scriptures the account of Jesus’ atonement and death, Josh delivers a stirring monologue from the perspective of a soldier present for it, and Jeff closes by singing O Lord My Redeemer. After a closing prayer, the ball's contents are poured in the middle of the circle for the children to enjoy.
The pre-program dinner was GREATLY improved upon from the original fare of sandwiches and chips. (Sorry if this offends anyone!) The men grilled steaks and we dressed our own baked potatoes. DELISH!
Uncle Max joined us, along with our friends the Wilks. Since this was the start of our new Christmas tradition, I made a slideshow of Christmases of the past including Mom and Pop’s childhood and the in-laws before we joined the Hunt family. (Credit also goes to Ken for helping in the 11th hour!) Grace was... well, shall I say...in fine form. (As evident by the pictures.) We also had the treat of enjoying the hot tub after the program. (Now that’s something we didn’t have in Price!) Once the kids and old folks were happily asleep, the rest of us had a great time wrapping presents and setting the stage for Santa’s arrival.
The most anticipated event was The Crepe Paper Ball program that was instituted in Kara’s early childhood by her loving father. “What is this,” you ask? Here is a description :
The program is held on Christmas Eve. (After our bellies have been filled to near bursting.) The program unfolds, literally, as a ball rapped in crepe paper is rolled around by a circle of family and friends. Pre-paired ahead of time, a paper mache ball filled with candy and tiny toys is wrapped in yards and yards of crepe paper. Every few feet or so a small slip of paper is taped to the crepe paper with instructions for the program.(Things like: prayer assignments, songs, readings, performances, and rhyming clues as to the location of hidden gifts.) As the ball is rolled on the floor in front of the circle of participants, the notes become visible and are read aloud. The fun is in the unity... watching our loved ones share their gifts in performances, singing carols together, helping little ones follow clues to a gift (ALWAYS pj’s!) and their excitement in modeling them, and in the Spirit that is felt as the end of the program takes a more reverent tone. Pop reads from the scriptures the account of Jesus’ atonement and death, Josh delivers a stirring monologue from the perspective of a soldier present for it, and Jeff closes by singing O Lord My Redeemer. After a closing prayer, the ball's contents are poured in the middle of the circle for the children to enjoy.
The pre-program dinner was GREATLY improved upon from the original fare of sandwiches and chips. (Sorry if this offends anyone!) The men grilled steaks and we dressed our own baked potatoes. DELISH!
Uncle Max joined us, along with our friends the Wilks. Since this was the start of our new Christmas tradition, I made a slideshow of Christmases of the past including Mom and Pop’s childhood and the in-laws before we joined the Hunt family. (Credit also goes to Ken for helping in the 11th hour!) Grace was... well, shall I say...in fine form. (As evident by the pictures.) We also had the treat of enjoying the hot tub after the program. (Now that’s something we didn’t have in Price!) Once the kids and old folks were happily asleep, the rest of us had a great time wrapping presents and setting the stage for Santa’s arrival.
Santa's Little Soldiers
Grace and Corbin went to the front lines for a few new Christmas traditions. Grace was in charge of quality control on the cookie assembly line. Sadly, a few good cookies were lost in this testing, but overall the mission was a success. Corbin was a rogue officer when he refused to conform to the pajama uniform while decorating ornaments. Both soldiers were awarded the highest honor for their service, the Christmas Star.
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