It's becoming something of a Miller family tradition for Auntie Pam and the Miller nieces to visit a Twin Cities museum on the day before Thanksgiving. This year we went to the Minneapolis Institute of Art, which was almost deserted because of a snowstorm. Some snapshots:
Many beautiful things were born in China, including this sand mandala (crafted by Buddhist monks) and Elizabeth Miller, age 7.
Hannah liked this 1909 painting by Robert Delauney, "Church of Saint-Sevens, Paris."
Hannah and Moriah by a Frank Stella painting.
Dang, forgot to write down the artist on this one.
Moriah, Hannah and Elizabeth by the great museum window that showcases downtown Minneapolis, our lovely city.
Hannah, Elizabeth and Moriah tossed pennies into the museum fountain. Not pictured were several security guards, who seemed to follow us through the museum, perhaps because we were among the very few patrons that snowy day. Or maybe they were just fascinated by the Miller girls!
Afterwards, we ate pizza and played hot games of Memory and Scrabble at my house in Robbinsdale. Hannah beat us all in Scrabble. I've forgotten who won the Memory game, except that it wasn't me. (Ha!)
Hannah used a dictionary, which helped her score on complicated X, Q, Z and J words.
The next day was Thanksgiving. Hope you all had a good one! Your scrapblog editor went up to the Millers' lovely place in Centerville, where Lavone Broberg and Dan Broberg were also guests. Here they dished up healthy salad.
Hannah took photos, Moriah texted and dad Chris looked on, proud of his awesome teenage girls. P.S.: Those glasses of wine weren't QUITE as large as the camera made them appear.
Hannah cradled little sis Avamarie during her afternoon nap. Awwwww.
Miller girrrrrls! Moriah, Avamarie and Hannah.
Mary Miller, the architect of our grand Thanksgiving feast, with daughters Elizabeth, Avamarie and Hannah and guest Lavone Broberg.
Cousin Dan with Avamarie and Hannah.
Many beautiful things were born in China, including this sand mandala (crafted by Buddhist monks) and Elizabeth Miller, age 7.
Hannah liked this 1909 painting by Robert Delauney, "Church of Saint-Sevens, Paris." 
Hannah and Moriah by a Frank Stella painting.
Dang, forgot to write down the artist on this one.
Moriah, Hannah and Elizabeth by the great museum window that showcases downtown Minneapolis, our lovely city.
Hannah, Elizabeth and Moriah tossed pennies into the museum fountain. Not pictured were several security guards, who seemed to follow us through the museum, perhaps because we were among the very few patrons that snowy day. Or maybe they were just fascinated by the Miller girls!
Afterwards, we ate pizza and played hot games of Memory and Scrabble at my house in Robbinsdale. Hannah beat us all in Scrabble. I've forgotten who won the Memory game, except that it wasn't me. (Ha!)
Hannah used a dictionary, which helped her score on complicated X, Q, Z and J words.
The next day was Thanksgiving. Hope you all had a good one! Your scrapblog editor went up to the Millers' lovely place in Centerville, where Lavone Broberg and Dan Broberg were also guests. Here they dished up healthy salad.
Hannah took photos, Moriah texted and dad Chris looked on, proud of his awesome teenage girls. P.S.: Those glasses of wine weren't QUITE as large as the camera made them appear.
Hannah cradled little sis Avamarie during her afternoon nap. Awwwww.
Miller girrrrrls! Moriah, Avamarie and Hannah.
Mary Miller, the architect of our grand Thanksgiving feast, with daughters Elizabeth, Avamarie and Hannah and guest Lavone Broberg.
Cousin Dan with Avamarie and Hannah.
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