We were supposed to meet the Stokers there to see everything but due to work and other things, they showed up a little late, and my kids had already had their fill of cold and lights. Actually, they probably would have been fine to look around because they love Steve and Brittany, but the little being gestating in Brittany decided it needed food, so we chatted with them for a bit before heading over to Olive Garden. We had already eaten, but wanted to spend some more time with them, so we went with them and ordered a small dessert to share. It was good times. I like these guys. I wish they didn't live in stupid Ogden. (A house behind us is still for sale. . .)
Here is our fun group, with two-thirds of my children miserable. Emma was with Steve, so she was happy.
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