Also, I didn't take anywhere near as many pictures in Colorado as I would have liked, due to being a bit sickly. These are the best of the small lot. And it should be noted that some things were photo-prohibitive. Like our trip to the park when the windchill was about 8. That's right. 8. There were some great moments where Marme, Grandpa, Chris, Mer and I sprinted across the field, avoiding goose droppings, to "play" at lightspeed, and then sprinted back to the car. But if I'd taken pictures, I might not have my fingers anymore. You wouldn't want that.
Now, on a more positive note: Things for which I AM thankful.

Aunt Erin, Meridy in a great hat, and Hazel, the kitten.

The ever beautiful Cheyenne Mountain.

Great Grandma Poo's cozy home, and Marme Karen's kindness in putting up loads of wonderful Christmas decorations.

A husband who doesn't hesitate to look silly. Who, in fact, seeks out such opportunities.

Snow to start the holidays.

A brave daughter.

A sweet family.

Aunt Kayle...a wonderful friend to Mer.

More snow. And God's Christmas decorations. Cheesiness intended.
Thanks for sticking around for this long, and tardy, post.
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