Nothing crazy, just a great weekend.

We had a fabulous weekend. We spent Saturday in Provo where we met up with Nate's grandparents and Aunt Jana from Vegas, and his great aunts Beverly and Kay from Orem and New York, respectively and my sister and brother-in-law, Beck and Ben to see the Carl Bloch exhibit at the BYU Museum of Art. The exhibit was amazing. They brought over several huge altarpieces from Scandinavia and built altar settings around them to match the original ones. They were breathtaking.

Bryn playing on the sidewalk at BYU.

After the museum, Nate's grandparents treated us to lunch at Mimi's, which is always delish. On the drive over, Nate put his window down and realized to his dismay that it really liked being down. In fact, it liked it so much that it wouldn't go back up. With an hour and a half car ride home ahead of us, that was really going to make for an interesting and chilly trip, so we stopped at a random car place and imposed on Beck and Ben's hospitality for the next few hours while the nice man took the door apart, fixed it, and charged us 300 dollars. (Side note: we should've had a party to celebrate our expenditures for that car reaching four digits within the last month. Ugh.) Three of the four of us were able to snooze on the way home, though, so it was worth it.

Sunday was also good. Neither of us had any meetings, which is a novelty, so we hung out, cooked together, visited a friend in the hospital, and had brownies. For Christmas I put Nate's mission pictures in albums and we've since been going through and labeling them. We finished volume one a few weeks ago and tonight he sat down with the kids and showed him all the cool pictures of giant spiders, the jungle, and swords. Funny how different parts of the story are emphasized for different audiences. I like the kid version myself.

And to top it all off, Addison learned a bit of Portugese.

That's right, "paralelepipido." It means "cobblestone street." Definitely a useful one.