I'm just going to warn you now, I started writing this and it got really long. I won't be offended if you don't read all the way to the end. Just know it was a fabulous week. Here are a few highlights.
Robyn's family has a tradition of acting out the Christmas story on Christmas Eve. Her Dad reads it from the Bible and we all get to play various characters. We're a dramatic bunch, and I feel this picture captures some of the drama that goes into this family room production.
|Teanca was an excellent angel that made everyone sore afraid.|
I don't know how to describe what stollen is. It's German. It's delicious. That's all I know. Here's a Wiki if you need to know more. Robyn took lessons from her Oma and she made us some stollen. I told her she needs to make it every month so she doesn't forget how.
|She's the cutest little stollen maker.|
|And look at that deliciousness.|
Out of the entire week, there were 3 1/2 minutes that shined like a jewel as the greatest 3 1/2 minutes of the entire trip. Robyn's Dad read "The Night Before Christmas" while Robyn and Teanca performed an interpretive dance.
It was the greatest thing ever. Despite that, Robyn is embarrassed about it. (She's embarrassed that no one else can even approach her awesomeness.) So I'm not sharing the video, but here is an animated gif made from some of the highlights. Hopefully that won't embarrass her too much.
I wasn't doing my normal exercise routine, but we tried to get out and do something every day to exercise. We even did some biking. Despite the pain in the buttocks region, it was a lot of fun and after our ride I told Robyn I want to buy a bike, so we can do more at home. She agreed and said we totally should when there is no snow at our house. Woot!
|We're totally bikers. We biked to the John R. Wright station, named after Robyn's Dad. It was 9.2 miles round trip. Not a bad little ride.|
Have you ever played Angry Birds on your phone? Have you ever wished you could catapult birds at piggies in real life? We got a fabulous gift for Christmas. Take a look at this.
|The moment we've all dreamed of is here.|
|The piggy death star. Destroy it before it destroys you.|
We took one day and went to the zoo in Fresno. I've loved the zoo since I was a little kid. What can I say? I love animals.
|I FED A GIRAFFE! I totally got to pet them as well.|
|Will was not nearly as excited about feeding giraffes as I was. In his defense, their tongues were as long as his whole body.|
|The goat let me pet him, but when I tried to take a selfie with him he ran away.|
|Sometimes Teanca poses with statues. It's how she rolls.|
We took a couple hours to explore Fresno's Woodward Park. I want a ginormous park like that. Good thing they're building a new park right by my house.
|Robyn said she didn't remember a fountain being in this park, but we found one anyway.|
|There were these weird structures all over the park. I assumed they were built by an ancient civilization. Robyn said they were exercise equipment so people could do circuit training outside in the park. I like the ancient civilization theory.|
|There were millions of ducks and geese.|
Yosemite National Park is one of the most beautiful places on Earth. It's only 2 hours from Clovis, so I convinced Robyn to take a day trip with me. It was totally worth it. We did the Mirror Lake hike this time around.
|The trail was really pretty. I loved the bits of snow and ice amid the beautiful trees.|
|Just looking up at the mountains.|
|It looked like a stairway to heaven. I climbed it. It was just a stairway to some rocks.|
|Sometimes I'm a tree hugger.|
|Robyn is cute among ginormous trees.|
|I loved seeing the mountains and trees reflected in the water.|
|You can't go to Yosemite without taking at least one picture of half dome.|
Of course, Christmas morning is always a highlight. I think the best part of Christmas morning was that my 18 month old nephew decreed that I was his official assistant to open his presents. I think it was because I had him help me open one of my presents. After that, he just kept bringing me presents and I let him rip them open.
Eventually, he brought me a present that wasn't addressed to him. I made him take it to his Dad, who it was addressed to. That act of betrayal lost his trust, and he didn't bring me any more presents.
|The Christmas tree before we opened anything.|
|Megan and Will frolicking in the wrapping paper. Sometimes the paper is better than the presents.|