. . . and June started Violin lessons in September, so naturally, Papa expected her to be able to jump right in and play the same songs he's been playing for the last 30 years. It took me right back to the days when Dad taught me my first bluegrass lick. It wasn't surprising at all that June was keeping right up with Papa. He was beaming with pride over her sweet violin skills all weekend. Looks like I have finally passed the baton. June's going to be the new star at Malad Days this year!
I love this picture.
The kids got to spend some time with the Ashton Ivies too. It is a real blessing that we live close enough to Grandma Ivie for my kids to really get to know her. We were missing that in Oklahoma. Here's another nice shot if you ignore the floosie paint all over the girls' faces. They always sucker their Auntie Audra into doing makeovers when she visits.
Looks like the big girls could have used a little make-up touch-up before this shot. I was too lazy to pull my Camera out on Thanksgiving Day. I had a lot of eating to do and couldn't be bothered with capturing memories. So the day after with it's crazy morning hair, bloat-guts, and pasty complexions will have to suffice. I had a great one of my mom and Aunt Taryn looking like death warmed over, but I will save that one for when they threaten to pull out the old "cousin soap opera" home movies.
This kid loves going to Nana and Papa's house. He's definitely and Ivie with that gap-toothed grin.
It was a lovely holiday. And I've got the extra 5 pounds to prove it!
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