Clap My Hands And Shout For Joy

Brian is back from the deer hunt! He came home early, as always. It's my theory that Brian and his brothers and his Dad like to talk about hunting, dream about hunting, plan for hunts months and months in advance, buy hunting equipment, and tell the same hunting stories over and over again, but when it comes right down to it, sleeping in a tent or a trailer with three fog horns and a bugle for more than five nights in a row is nobody's cup of tea. None of them got a deer this year. And Brian even had this scary beard for a month and a half.
I know, right? How could he go wrong looking the part like he did.

Today we finally took a drive to American Fork Canyon to take pictures of ourselves and especially Bridget. The other day Bridget was stroking the quilt on her bed and saying, "So cute! Bridget's blanket. So cute. Allyn make it?" Knife to my heart. I made that quilt! Sure, Aunt Allyn is more talented, more creative, more fun... I guess that was a reasonable question. (Here's a picture of the quilt because it's cute and I can't stop using the macro function.) I decided to prove to Bridget that Mommy can do stuff too, so I made her Halloween costume. (Aunt Makenzie did 90% of the apron, but I made the whole hooded cape myself! And I even used a pattern.)
How cute is that?! It's killing me. :)

We took a few family photos since I recently figured out the self-timer function on my camera. (That operator's manual is a great read.)
And one last picture from the canyon.