All the Tennys Come Home

This Thanksgiving seemed like a great time to gather the tribe and so everyone came home! This is only the third time in all of our history that they have all been together, and in the interim we have grown from our seven children to 29 of us! We gathered here from as far away as Lima, Peru, Topeka, Kansas, and Tremonton and Highland, Utah. The so-called locals came from Yakima, Washington plus more Nine Milers. We had Thanksgiving and Christmas, with a visit from Santa and even SNOW! The 14 cousins ran amuck while the grown-ups cooked and chatted and played games. As you may imagine the place was a rockin' and a rollin'!!!!!

The Good Ole USA

We have been gone on a road trip to see our kids and grandkids that live in Kansas and Utah. It is amazing to watch the vastness of the American West pass by our windows. I have always known, since our family started traveling across the continent in 1956, that America was beautiful and largely unsettled. It remains the same. We figured out that the entire population of the USA would fit in Colorado, with each person having a fifth of an acre to himself. (of course, the terrain wouldn't allow for it, but STILL...this is a big country!) I am so grateful to be an American, and to be so blessed to have seen so much of it over the years.

Artist Jessica

Jessica learned a certain art technique, and decided to make a picture for her piano teacher, Debbie Barney. The technique can be described as tiny squares, filled in with six different colors...sort of modern art, really. She also composed a poem about the piano for her teacher.

She had alot of fun doing it and it took her months, using her rare free time to paint.