How does the Johnson family, six kids in all,
Make it through the whole year having such a ball?
Drove to ski in Colorado with a leaky fuel line.
Fender bender, punched snow boarder, still we're feeling fine.
February in Miami for a Botox course.
Rode to Key West with the top down, I can think of worse.
Grandma Morgan had a birthday; she turned 80 years old,
Winter weather; Provo City Center lined with gold.
Boys in Moab, mountain biking, camping by the red rocks.
Pike's Place market in Seattle, through Defiance we did walk.
Then in Branson with three families we saw Moses split the sea,
Back to Utah for a wedding, airline lost our car seat.
Summer surfing in Lake Ozark every weekend there's no rain,
So much fun with our two students that came here from Spain.
A new ward was formed with Justin in the bishopric.
Went to Tulum, Coba, Xel-ha, then came home real quick.
Teaching singing time on Sunday, Bobbi also plays the organ.
Brock makes movies, plays like Jon Schmidt, dances like Napoleon.
Building robots, driving r/c, Austin taught himself guitar,
Brandon dresses like a monkey, judo-wrestles like a star.
Animals, art, friends and horses, Eden really loves karate,
Kaden's ninja warrior moves keep him from being too naughty.
Lars turned two and took a tumble, fell down stairs and broke his arm,
Justin looks real fine at 40, gray hair gives him lots of charm.
Christmas blessings we would send to all our family and friends.
Hope your new year is a good one, and with that this song now ends.
Merry Christmas!
We love you!
The Johnsons

1 comments:
Cute. What a year!
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