The weekend after we got to Utah, we invited some friends over to my folks' house. (Mom and Dad were up at Deer Valley for dad's debut with the Utah Symphony- he got to fire the cannon during the 1812 Overture.) We had a great time, and it was great catching up with old friends. Much to my horror, I realized after everyone left that we didn't get pictures of half of them. Here's what I did manage to get:
Matt and Cherstyn Stockwell, Doug and I, Liz and Andrew Florence
My cousin, Becky with the eternally cute hair and me channelling a Flock of Seagulls 'do.
Eli hamming it up with his dad, Oliver. (Note Hudson in the background, using a wagon as a battering ram. Typical.)
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