Mike provided some great New Year's Day entertainment by deciding to do the Penguin Plunge in Port Moody, Vancouver. As we drove in to the port, we all noticed white chunks floating in the water. "What's that in water?" Mike asks with a nervous giggle. Sure enough the whole area is frozen. They even brought in a fire truck to break up the ice near the shore. Mike, you are crazy, but it's sure fun to watch your crazy stunts.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Ice Skating in downtown Vancouver
Annie was the die-hard. She and her little independence-mobile were the last ones off the rink.
The wallflower.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
The Christmas card that never was...
I had every intention of sending out Christmas cards, but it just didn't happen this year. I even had the Christmas newsletter written. Oh well, here's the 2010 recap, and here's to an exciting 2011!
Greetings family and friends and welcome to the very first Chris and Amy Christmas newsletter.
I started 2010 cleaning the remains of a glamorous New Year’s Eve party. As the crowds slowly cleared out, the remaining close friends raised their sparkling cider glasses and said this is going to be our year. “Magical things will happen for us this year.” It’s the kind of thing you say every year, right?
Later that month, several intense games of ping pong at a snowy cabin led me to rediscover Chris Silva whom I had know for the previous year and a half only as my home teacher.
Chris waited politely for his roommate (who had been asking me out) to get in his rented moving van and pull out before he called and asked me on our first date.
In March I started a new job as the Art Director for Silhouette America. I LOVE it! And who else would you send to Japan on product development business than a graphic designer? I spent a week over there mostly in meetings and eating food I would never have ordered on my own, but I did manage to fit in some sightseeing.
In August, Chris started a job at the Church Office Building in the Research and Information Division of the Correlation Department. Between his new job, Applied Psychology classes at BYU, working on his thesis, researching for two professors, teaching an internship class, training for a marathon, and his calling as the Elders Quorum president, Chris stayed pretty busy through the fall.
In October, we headed down to St. George where Chris ran his fastest marathon yet.
Then sitting on the couch in the second Saturday session of conference, Chris turned to me and said, “I want to marry you.” “I want to marry you too,” I replied. Then like two idiots in love, we started laughing. Did we really just say that? Is this for real?
In November, Chris officially proposed and I accepted. We are getting married on March 18th in the Mount Timpanogas Temple and couldn’t be more excited.
(A late) Merry Christmas to all of you and I hope you get a magical year next year too.
Amy Walton & Chris Silva
Thursday, December 30, 2010
More Christmas vacation fun
Scott, Elisha, and Mike bought everyone nerf guns for Christmas. They had them wrapped in a big box addressed to everyone from 3 Christmas elves. The box contained the individual wrapped presents which were handed out to each person. Of course the three Christmas elves had already prepped and loaded their guns and started firing on everyone as we struggled to get our guns out of their packaging. A nerf war ensued immediately delaying present opening for another 20 minutes. So fun. The next week, we took our new toys to the church and set up obstacles for some pretty intense boys vs girls nerf games.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Christmas Eve
Whenever we have kids around for Christmas, we act out the nativity. My dad puts together an elaborate script, but its the improv that makes it really fun, and perhaps a little less reverent than he might have hoped. In the end, I think the adults have a lot more fun with this than the kids.
nonbeliever #2 fallen to the earth as if he were dead after the sign of Christ's birth.
Molly made an adorable Mary, Mike, a considerably older Joseph, and Scott just made an ass of himself. (I just couldn't resist)
James was one of the best behaved baby Jesus' I have ever seen.
We finished the evening with the traditional reading of Jabez Dawes: The Boy who Laughed at Santa Claus.
Friday, December 24, 2010
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