Bazail Brunch

Sunday morning, we were all set up for the Bazail Brunch.  Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?  Sarah and Roland and the boys came down from Park City in the festive holiday rain.  Not the weather we like in Utah for Christmas, but it was snowing in the mountains, so hopefully Roland will have some good snow this week for skiing.  In the meantime, delicious Marie Callendar's quiche, funeral potatoes, red jello, a ham, and desserts as far as the eye can see.  Maybe the rain isn't so bad after all.

 When five-year-olds get their own food.

The must-have Coke Nog, and plenty of it.

TZ has Tricia's cancer pose...see below

Halfway through the party, I got a call from Jenny Neeley's phone.  It was Aracei.  "Hi Mom!  Jenny picked me up and I'm going to have a sleepover at Grandma's with Neeley.  I forgot to say bye!"  The real truth:  She sneaked out early, because I had told her she couldn't leave until 2:00.  Saying good-bye would have foiled her plan.  Better to ask forgiveness than permission, because honestly, we hadn't even noticed she was gone.  Oops.

Emily was sick all weekend, so the Kings missed all the festivities.  But here are the rest of the cousins, doing their git exchange.  I'll really have to step it up next year.  Sarah doesn't relate to the concept of a ten-dollar limit!  Lol

Coco couldn't resist giving Tricia this dog pillow in honor of all the rescue dog pics Tricia posts on facebook.  It will look perfect in her oceanfront condo!

My only King cousin...

unless you count Roland, which would make sense.  We talked a lot about Cuba and how the Cuban-American community in Miami is reacting to the news.  Older generation:  angry.  Younger generation:  hopeful.  Kings and Bazails:  eager to travel back to the 1950's before Cuba changes, and that will probably happen rapidly.

Tricia had some skin cancer removed from her chin, so she struck this pose in all the pictures.  We were all teasing her.

Our godsons, Alex and Lincoln.

Festivities were temporarily interrupted for church, where I played my violin for the kids as they sang.  So fun!  But back to the party...the King After-Party commenced at 4:30 and we lounged around eating and...eating...and recovering from eating.

And Scott came home!  He was relieved to see the house still full of people.  We did it just for him, so he wouldn't feel like he missed out on all the fun. ;)

Josh and the kids made it over.  Yay!  Emily, hope you're on the mend.  Horrible timing!  

"What happened in Vegas...came home."  #falseadvertising  Glad to have you home, though, Scott!