|The breakfast of champions...or kings.|
We had a nice time walking around Temple Square looking at the lights. It was bitter cold though. I wanted to practice taking photos of Christmas lights, but got repeatedly outvoted. Here are some of the photos.
|I got some nice bokeh, but I need to figure out how to take these kinds of photos without them being so grainy.|
|Tomas is now going through that stage where he doesn't want to smile for the camera. Liam, who just got his braces off, has thankfully left that stage.|
|Yeah, that's about as good of a smile I'm getting these days.|
Inside the Joseph Smith Memorial Building, I found a guy who also had a Nikon. I asked him to take our picture.
|Will someone goose Tomas?|
After Temple Square, we to TRAX and walked a little to The Red Iguana. By this time, we were hungry and couldn't wait to try some of the many different types of molé they sell.
When we arrived, the outside lights were off. It looked like since they didn't have many customers, they were closing up shop early. We were so bummed. And starving.
No Mexican food to honor Chloe's mission.
So, we did the next best thing, which was actually the fastest--Crown Burger. You can't ever really go wrong with Crown Burger, can you? Anyway, we had a grand time.
After dinner, we headed back to the Frontrunner station. Unfortunately, we had just missed the train to Provo and had to wait another hour. Also, it turns out that at this time of night, all the crazies are out. There was one especially crazy guy who threatened another family. I reported him to the train station worker who basically told me there was nothing he could do. What the heck? We just waited at the opposite end of the platform for the rest of the time.
When we arrived home, we ended the evening with our final Christmas Eve traditions. We opened our Christmas jammies (Alabama themed in honor of Chloe, of course) and then read Luke 2.
We missed having our Schmoe with us, but it was a wonderful day together.