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Holiday Season Has Arrived

Kas, Hinckley, and I had a good visit to CO Springs for Thanksgiving and had no trouble on the road. We watched lots of movies, eat great food, and had fun watching H run around and do funny things. Kas worked on lots of crafts with her mom and Grandma, and also made some amazing dishes for Thanksgiving. I spent lots of the break trying to get ahead on my final projects which meant lots of research and writing. We made it back today and were amazed at how well Hinckley traveled in the car for 9 hours. Yeah!


Thanksgiving!

Hinckley loved the table Grandpa Dalley hand crafted for him
Hinckley had fun going to the library, playing with cars, and running around. I (Greg) worked on lots of projects and recently finished filming a couple commercials for a hand-made chocolates company (yes, I am duplicitous but at least it is not for a tobacco group or something). The days keep zooming by it seems. I've begun working on paper with my advisor and am enjoying having some other work besides making videos.

Here is one of the videos - recognize the star? 




The semester is coming to a close, and the recent balmy weather here in Provo has been a great boon amongst the stress of the season. Hinckley is talking more and more, saying "Babo" (Bottle) "Nieah!" (Milk) "Crakow" (Cracker) "Bebe" (Baby) "Baowl!" (Ball) and of course "Car". He is very creative with his words and their meanings. Earlier today he grabbed my shoes saying "Dada" and set them on my feet. Then he picked one shoe up and held it to his ear like a phone and said "Hi!" and then finished by pulling the shoe on his head and shouting "Hat!". He keeps us laughing, especially with the latest development of his "If I Were A Rich Man" dance moves. When he hears music he gets on his tip toes and flops his arms around and waggles his bum and has a blast. It is hilarious. He is also overjoyed at his discovery of how to walk backwards, and it is hard to keep him from danger as he is constantly giggling and walking backwards into walls and close to stairs. 

Kas and I had an amazing time at the BYU Celebration of Christmas with Mom and Dad. The music was remarkable and memorable. I am grateful for all the performances I've been able to attend at the De Jong over the years! 

One of my favorite times with Hinckley is reading time. He appears to love books, and went through an obsession with Goodnight Moon. He has his favorites, and when he realizes it is time for bed he trots over to the books and grabs one to bring to you to read. 


We are excited for the upcoming Christmas holiday, lots of decorating going on and preparing for the Williams tribe to descend on the house. Though the weather is insanely nice (I guess we should thank global warming?) it is indeed beginning to look a lot like Christmas. 

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