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Spring break with all five of us...

Sarah and TJ got here Wednesday night, late...

Thursday was shopping, visiting friends, eating and playing games.














                                                       

The girls thought it would be fun to wear something fan-ish to the The Hunger Games movie on Friday, so they had me paint the symbol of the series, a 'Mockingjay', in gold, sparkly, fabric paint on black t-shirts for them... (sort of hard to see in the dark theater using a phone : / )



Right after the movie, we left for McCall to stay at the Brundage Bungalows, eat at some of our fave restaurants, soak in the hot springs, ski, snow shoe and shop.




 More photos to come....

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Sunset over Sierra Nevada Mountain Range... FOR Sierra <3 How fragile life is, how certain death ... Every thoughtful person has asked himself the question best phrased by Job of old: "If a man die, shall he live again?" Try as we might to put the question out of our thoughts, it always returns. Death comes to all mankind. It comes to the aged as they walk on faltering feet. Its summons is heard by those who have scarcely reached midway in life's journey. At times it hushes the laughter of little children. ... We do not know when we will be required to leave this mortal existence. And so I ask, "What are we doing with today?" ~Thomas S. Monson~