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So, our wilderness Christmas tree lasted no longer than a week. It’s bad enough to have a Charlie Brown looking tree, but when that tree looses most of its pine needles it’s a sad site! As you can see from the pics below, after stringing the lights the branches were almost needle free.
Ethan, Mr. Positive, thought our sad looking tree was great and didn’t like the idea of getting rid of it. So, to avoid too much drama, like all great parents, we waited for Ethan to go to bed to dispose of the tree.

Jairo put one of Ethan’s handmade tree decorations in place of our old twig. I figured Jairo was the lucky one because he wouldn’t have to deal with a sad toddler in the morning because he would be on his way to work when Ethan made the sad discovery.
I heard Ethan come out of his room in the morning and head down stairs. I figured I’d just stay in bed and see what happened. “MOM. MOOOOOMMM!” He comes running up stairs. “Mom. Mom. The tree. Dad watered the tree too much and it shrunk! Come see. Come see.” I tried not to laugh. I got out of bed to realize that Jairo surprised me as well. Jairo got up early and pulled our old artificial tree out of the garage and put it up so Ethan could have a tree. Way to go Dad!
Ethan was initially disappointed that the new tree was smaller. I reminded him how our old tree was dying and wouldn’t make it to Christmas so Santa brought us a new tree. He liked that idea and has been happy with the tree since.

This year we had quite a prolific group of nurses on the floor where I work. We had 6 babies born; 4 boys and 2 girls. While this may seem quite normal in Utah, this is a bit unusual to have so many new babies within one work group here in Washington.
We decided to get together at our hospital's annual Festival of Trees to have a group picture with the babies and Santa. We had a fun time and luckily 5 out of the 6 babies were able to make it. All of the babies were perfect little angels.
Ethan traveled along for his first visit with Santa this season. He wasn’t shy about sharing his wish list with Santa. I had to hurry him along so others could get a minute with Mr. Clause.

Ava on the other hand seems to have a bit of fear for the Clause couple. Get me outta here is written all over her face!
On Thanksgiving Day we decided to head into the woods to cut a tree for Christmas. My brother Roman came to visit from Utah, but since our group was still relatively small and we were going to have a big Thanksgiving dinner with the Rubalcava family the Saturday following, we decided to spend the day playing rather than cooking and eating.
We headed over to Mt. Pilchuck on the snowy Thanksgiving Day. Luckily the weather had warmed up so, although it was snowing, it was warmer than it had been for the past few days. We really had slim pickings when it came to finding a tree. We later learned that we had not reached the elevation required for tree cutting anyway. Maybe we would have found a better selection had we gone higher. Either way, we had fun hiking in the snow, throwing snowballs and doing a little sledding.
Little Ava was quite a trooper too. We just bundled her up and she cruised around in the baby carrier. Although, in the picture below she has this look like, "Really, you dragged me along on this little adventure dressed like a purple bear!" Could she have more cheeks!

Once we got the tree into our house we realized how large it really was. In the forest next to the giant trees it seemed quite small. We obviously had some tree trimming to do … and it was a bit of a Charlie Brown tree.

The Saturday following Thanksgiving we met up with the Rubalcava side of the family at my cousin’s home. More than enough delicious food as usual! Ava had plenty of willing hands to hold her, giving mom a nice break.
Ava with Aunt Stephanie.



Ava was blessed the first Sunday in November. She was beautiful and patient as usual. Her blessing dress was the same I wore when I was blessed and was made by my aunt Alice. It was a beautiful day and we thank Heavenly Father for blessing our home with her.
Wild hair even on her blessing day.

A proud brother.

With grandma and grandpa Rubalcava.
The work of raking.


The joy of jumping in the leaves.
The dedication of finishing the job. Way to go little man!




Ethan wanted to be a dragon or monster for Halloween, but mom was not on the ball in making, buying, or putting together a costume in a timely manner. When I finally got on the ball he got what was left during a visit to Costco … luckily I could talk him into the knight because, how cool, the knight gets to slay the dragons. He thought that was great, but what really sold him on the costume was the sword. Ava was easy … no picky 3 year old brain to deal with at the moment. She was almost a little green dragon to compliment Ethan (how cute), but then all I could picture was him pummeling the poor innocent dragon with his sword.
This year Ethan was brave enough to go to the doors himself. He did have a scare at a more spooky house, but was able to pull it together and keep going.


One of our favorite fall traditions is a visit to The Farm. This year we made it there twice and Ethan could not have been happier about that. There is so much for the kids to enjoy. Ethan had a blast with all the animals and activities. Ava joined us both days but was strapped to me so we missed getting pictures of her.
Here Ethan is loving the animals a bit too much. Lucky for us all the animals are so patient.


