Showing posts with label Philadelphia Eagles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philadelphia Eagles. Show all posts

Saturday, August 21, 2010

May 16, 2010: Random Pictures

Sometimes we spend our Sunday afternoons just shooting pictures. This was the day after the big Annie Jr. performances--you may be able to guess from Ellie's lingering make-up.






There were also Phillies AND Flyers games on. Showing my colors!


Friday, January 22, 2010

January 2010 Family Pictures

As I mentioned in an earlier post, our family gathered to take our last pictures before Ian left for Argentina. Below you will find the results, courtesy of my nephew, Ben Roden, who took time out of his Saturday to help us bring our silly notions to fruition.

















Saturday, December 5, 2009

A Date with Destiny

Since we've been without heat in the house, I've been rockin the layered look. Today was no different as we went to Ellie's final Music Express performance at the BYU President's Christmas party. I put on my long underwear, pink Eagles jersey and jacket over that. As Ellie's performance wrapped up, another parent in the audience noticed my jersey and told me that former Philadelphia Eagle Chad Lewis was at the bookstore doing a book signing and I should see if he would sign my jersey. Always up for a challenge, I did just that.

Enjoy the pics!


So Chris, what do the characters mean?

Monday, August 24, 2009

A Random Occurrence at Mutual

I know that this might not be unusual back in PA, but you just don't see this that often in Utah. (His brother is serving a mission in Philadelphia.)


Sunday, September 21, 2008

Well, if the Patriarch Says . . .

Ian told us at dinner that he had a blank stare at the end of his class in priesthood. The young men's president asked him if he was deep in thought and he said, "Not really." He then asked if he was thinking about the Eagles game that was going on and he admitted that he was. Ian then backed up his response with, "My grandfather says that the sabbath ends at 4 (eastern time) or when the Eagles game starts, and HE's a patriarch." Our Bishop made note. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing!

As we watched the game during dinner, and I screamed throughout, Ellie would say, "Geez, Mom. It's just a game." Ian responded, "It's the Eagles. It's okay." That's my boy, that's my boy.