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After homemade pizza when the sky grew dark I loaded Beach into the car in search of the shiny objects.
She is my little Elvis for sure, loves all things over the top.
This was supposed to be a family activity last night but things got a little turned around when the hand off schedule changed with the step-son & it happened again tonight with a sudden sleep-over guest. One tween in a car is tolerable, 2 is not, so a divided household divided & conquered. But we had a stowaway. Colby was supposed to stay home & watch the boys.
I suppose his weakness for hot chocolate & us girls overrode his need to defend the farm from radon acts of stupidity little boys are known for, I think the PC term is mischief. I don't know, Colby looks mighty shifty himself standing there in the dark.
If you ask me Santa is looking a little suspicious too!
To the SLC peeps most of these pic's are from Frosty's Winter Wonderland on 805 East 18th Ave. A bit tricky to find in your don't know your way around the Ave's but once you get anywhere near the street the Vegas glow will guide you in.