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The End of 2014

Can't believe it is over! (and January is now almost over too). We've done a bunch this past month, it is impossible to summarize it all, even a 100th part of it I can not write. But, here are some pictures and snippets of the Williams clan closing out 2014.



We've scoured Utah Valley for free events and locations where Hinckley can have a good time. It is pretty difficult at this age, but the BYU Bean Museum is a jack pot. For one reason or another, Hinckley has taken a strong interest in alligators. He goes around saying "Allgee! algee!" and goes nuts when he sees one in a book. My parents have a plastic albino crocodile, which as you can imagine really gets H's attention. On this particular trip to the Bean museum we were surprised to see that the best thing at the museum according to a 17 month old is the christmas lights and Baby Jesus ("Jeeesis!" as H says). He loved the red balls as well, and didn't care much for anything else. Oh well, at least he had a good trip out of the house.

BYU Botany Pond

Another great location is the BYU Botany Pond and the somewhat rabid ducks that inhabit the area. H got a huge kick out of seeing the ducks swim around, and when he and Kas brought them some left over bread he had a blast seeing them fight over it.

Carrying Mom's Flute

In other news, I (Greg) got a new computer and monitor along with a cordless mouse. This has made my video editing possible at home and my research so much better! I am extremely excited, even as I write this here in mid January.

Greg with his worldly possessions


This Christmas holiday was one for the record books. The steady stream of visitors began with Lucy coming out of the great white North (Michigan) to grace us with her insane cooking skills and loving touch. Unfortunately Hinckley has not developed the ability to say his "L"s so he struggled to call his aunt by name.

With Aunt Lu
The Spencer boys were a major hit. Hinckley still wanders the halls of the house saying "Ooown" (Owen) and "Ryyyrie?" (Ryrie). He loved all the attention he got, and instead of learning all the names of his 16 cousins he settled for a few and just called them all by these. However, he is learning more!

With cousin Owen

Jumparoo with Sadie

With cousin Ryrie (elbow to the face?!)


Mass chaos of Christmas morning

Christmas morning smile (Elsie looks on in the background)

Mass chaos in the kitchen (like this for 2 weeks)

Nana entertains 

Jumparoo with "baby cakes" (Kate)

2 weeks of cousins and chaos is enough to make anyone realize the great blessings of family. We all had a great time, and when everyone left it was strange to have such a quiet house. Hinckley went back to needing our attention all the time, and it looks like a normal routine is here to stay.

BUT, Hinckley is now in nursery! Wahoo, we get to be active Latter-day Saints once again.

BYU Museum of Art Exhibit

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