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Home for the Holidays

 A couple days after arriving in La Habra (Chris' hometown), we decided to go sledding. Of course there wasn't any snow in California but it was raining non-stop for a few weeks. On with the wetsuits and boogie boards to a very muddy and grassy park. We started with using the boards but after a while we tried just using our bums. We had a blast! 

Ryan, Tori, Chris and I 

Ryan and Tori
Me and Chris

After only a few short days with the Hendrickson family, we were on our way to the  Long Beach airport to get to Salt Lake. The plane ride was only an hour and a half but seemed like forever! Chris and I knew we were close as soon as we saw snow. We finally landed in Utah and I think I ran the whole way down to the baggage claim to find my family. As soon as I saw them, I dropped my bags and ran; I was overcome with so many emotions. Happiness, sadness, love. They are all so tall. I think my mom and I are now the shortest in the family. I'm pretty sure Becca (my twelve year old sister) is beating me now. :) It was a very happy moment. 

While in Utah, my parents took us out to eat a lot. :) :) It was amazing. Chris and I ate so much. I told my mom we weren't use to all of it. One night they took us to The Chuck (Chuck-A-Rama) and that's where these pictures came from. 

I had been asking Chris for a while to just give me a normal smile and since he's a boy... it didn't happen and it was driving me crazy! So the first picture is what he had been doing all night and the second is me annoyed.  

One night Chris and I had wanted to make a snowman in the middle of the night.. so we did. it was the biggest snowman I have seen. 

I had a blast over Christmas break and I miss my family so much! I can't wait until we get to see them again. 


  1. Well it's about dang time you posted something new! Haha! Great pictures. They remind me of the great time we had and the wonderful memories. I'm so proud of you Sarah. You are amazing and I'm so grateful to be able to call you my daughter. I miss you terribly!
    Love Mom

  2. I LOVE that Chris is taking a good picture when you are annoyed! Do boys ever cooperate?!

    That snow man reminds me of one Chris made on his mission!
    I agree with your mom- you are amazing and I am proud to call you my Sister-in-law:)

  3. Oh . . . and I wish I was there for the wet suit party:)


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