Baking bread on the barbecue doesn't ALWAYS work like a charm:
In case you were wondering, the above picture is of my attempt at baking Sourdough French Bread on my gas grill last week. I made the mistake of precariously perching a bagette pan on the little rack up above the cooking surface. It tipped over. I was able to save the round loves they fell on, but the baguettes were toast.
While people who have both sets of parents in town have to figure out how to spend each holiday with both sides of the family, we have always had the situation of having my parents 4 hours away. Even though it would be lovely to have my parents and family nearby, I am always a little thankful during the holidays that we are either here in town with Michael's parents, or out of town at mine. So we rotate, in an orderly fashion, Thanksgiving and Christmas every year, and this year we were in Eastern Washington with my parents.
One upside of spending Christmas with my parents is that my dad is an amateur photographer with the patience and (tiny) bit of OCD to make all of the fiddly little preparations to take some great pictures! Here are some of his:
It is a truth universally acknowledged that someone who posts blog posts less than monthly might as well not be blogging at all. *sigh* Nevertheless, I press on. I use this blog as my scrapbooking process, and without it, there will be no scrapbook, and hence, no record.
So, to catch up on birthdays from this year:
Elena turned 5 in August! Our baby is five! We actually had a small family celebration the day of her birthday, complete with some candles stuck into a Costco muffin, and the pictures were sweet. However, a young man of the family was messing around with my phone, and those pictures are gone for good, a feat that seems nearly impossible in the day and age, but there you are. At the end of August, we celebrated a joint birthday party for Elena and her cousin Elinor, who was celebrating her first birthday.
About a month later, Ezra turned 12! He had spent the night at his friend David's house earlier in the month, for a birthday celebration, and when I picked him up th…