Sunday, May 31, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
It was our first time back to our favorite horse riding spot since last fall.
It has been too long.
Snow Basin is up, up, up in the mountains and it takes longer for the snow to melt up, up, up there than it does down, down, down here.
Oh Snow Basin, how we have missed thee!
We have missed the sweet music of the mountains. The birds chirping above us, the sound of the river rushing at our feet, the sound of the baby oohing at all the majesty, the sound of the horses breath as they trot, the sound of the clip clop of the horses hooves, the sound of all the little bugs buzzing around.
We have missed the scenic vistas and wonderful hiking trails.
We have missed dipping our toes in the crisp water of the river.
We have missed eating our lunch in the shade of the twinkling leaves.
We have missed spending the afternoon with Grandpa and Lisa and Jessica and Jo.
We missed the wriggly fuzzy caterpillars and the purple butterflies.
When we got home and got the car unloaded we were ready for a nice cool treat. I made the kids a super tasty chocolate slushie.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
I waited a second expecting her to finish her sentence.
The baby exploded a tube of toothpaste.
The baby exploded a roll of toilet paper in the toilet.
The baby exploded a tube of makeup all over the bathroom.
You see, I knew the problem was bathroom oriented because that is where he always is when he does his damage.
I was half right, he was in the bathroom.
Doodle went on, "Well, at least he was near the toilet when he exploded."
You guessed it, he had a massive poo explosion, the likes of which we have not seen since he was a newborn.
It was all the way up to his neck and down his legs.
It even dripped a big steamy blob on the floor.
Thank heavens for linoleum.
I know, I know you did not need to know this.
I posted this experience for one person only.
OK, two people.
Josh and Tiffany, congratulations on your pregnancy!
We hope you enjoy every minute of parenthood!
We sure do love you guys.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Of course grandpa could not let our horse, Shadow, sit in the corral all by herself.
He so graciously offered to hold onto her so she could join the party too. She did a wonderful job of mowing our lawn which, by the way, is shamefully long right now.
But hey, who has time to mow when there is so much fun to be had?
My niece Jordana's philosophy is that life is a photo shoot. She is always posing for a photo. I think we finally caught her off guard with the chicken on her shoulder.
Michael was determined to get her to fly.
She was perfectly happy to roost right where she was.
Baby Cakes was so funny with the birds. He'd barely touch them them giggle and hide his face.
How about a chicken hat?
Doodle had so much fun with her cousins. Moriah loves horses almost as much as Doodle.
After we were done eating and playing we all loaded in the car and headed for my favorite hiking trail.
Waterfall canyon is gorgeous this time of year.
Most of the trail goes right past the river. At the very top is a beautiful waterfall.
We call this section nature's StairMaster, although this is much steeper than most stair cases around. Talk about a good bum work out.
This really is a tough hike, but as you can see we stopped often to take pictures.
The kids did awesome.
They had so much fun with their cousins and climbed those rocks like little troopers.
At last, the falls. The spray from the waterfall was so nice and cool on our hot tired bodies.
This is the biggest I've ever seen these falls. I think it's the earliest in the season we've ever gone and all the spring run off is still coming down fast.
We had a few bumps and scrapes along the way. Here are my little troopers showing off their battle wounds.
Kid quote of the day:
Beano: Johnny got two mosquito bites today.
Dubs:Two?!? Well I got 51 mosquito bites today.
Beano: Dubs (insert his real name), if you had 51 mosquito bites you would be a mosquito bite!
Sunday, May 24, 2009
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Monday, May 18, 2009
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I know it seems really silly to keep calling it the Nauvoo trip even though we made it no where near Nauvoo, but it has become such a joke that we can't bear to call our family adventures anything else.
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We never made it Nauvoo.
Lots of things happened to prevent our trip from happening.
We knew our Mormon Assault Vehicle would be in the shop for much needed repairs. We could not drive it East the way it was and it would not be done in time to take it. She we figured we'd take the car and let one of the heathens ride with Grandpa or Aunt Lisa or Uncle Steve, all of whom were planning on caravanning with us.
Then, Lisa's vehicle was having problems. They were panning on buying a new car in the near future and decided to go ahead and do it before the trip. That fell through at the last minute and they were also without a reliable ride. Still, we decided to push and shove in different vehicles. We were determined to make this trip happen.
Then, the straw that broke the camel's back. The day before we were to leave Steve's water line to his house broke.
We all determined we just were not meant to go on this trip. So we bagged it.
But not totally.
All the guys had taken a week off work and we did not want to waste all that glorious time off. We decided that instead of going to Nauvoo we would spend Saturday fixing Steve's water line, then we would go on a fun horse ride in the evening. After the horse ride we all came back to our house for pizza and games. We has so much fun just being together. Sunday we all went to church for Mother's day, then we met at our house to plan the rest of the week.
This slide show is of our "Nauvoo Trip" Day 1
I'll post day 2 a little later. We did end up going out of town, more details on that in the next edition of...
Nauvoo or BUST!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Jenny Mccarthy, that's who.
You know, famous hot actress married to Jim Carrey, Jenny Mccarthy.
Ya, that one.
She claims to have cured her son's autism by eliminating wheat and dairy and other dietary changes. And you know what, if it's OK for her, it's OK for me. I am not ashamed to tell the world I'm changing how we eat so we can be healthy and happy. I am not afraid to spend double the amount of time cooking as I once did. After all, I really enjoy cooking and spending time in the kitchen with my kids.
So maybe I'm not the weird one after all.
Maybe the weirdo Billys are the ones who know they have health problems and have yet to try radical things in order to improve their health.
Maybe the weirdo Billys are the ones that whine and complain about being over weight but are not willing to give up the problem foods.
Maybe I'm not weird at all.
Maybe I'll live to be 107!
Check out Dr. Oz on Oprah and his research on Blue Zones, which are areas in the world where people regularly live into their second century of life.
"But it's not only about longevity—they live with strength, vitality and happiness"
Do you think they do that by eating Ho-Ho's and Dorito's? Guess again!
It turns out what we put into our bodies has a direct correlation between how we feel and ultimately how long we live. Go figure.
So weird or not, I plan to live in health and happiness for a long, long time!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Doodle belongs to a book group filled with other home school girls just her age called Liberty Girls.
This year we have been reading the Little House on the Prairie series.
We meet twice a month and discuss our latest book and have a fun activity that correlates with the book we have read.
We have so much fun and have become really good friends with our liberty girls friends.
Last week we all drove our families to the American West Heritage Center in beautiful Logan, Utah for a field trip.
They played a game with a stick and an iron wheel. You are supposed to roll the wheel down the stick. When it hits the ground rolling you're supposed to run behind it and keep it rolling by pushing it with the stick. It's a lot harder than it looks. After a while Doodle got the hang of it.
Baby Cakes had to try too. He has a little less coordination than the other kids, it was quite funny to watch him get frustrated. He had a hard time lifting the thing, it weighed almost as much as he does.
All the girls loved seeing the baby animals. This silly goat let all the kids pick her up. The volunteers that worked there were awesome. We were the last group of the day and we got the royal treatment. We stood and talked to the guy in charge of the goats for quite a while. That man knows his goats.
The sheep were fun to see. They had a black one and a white one. The girls were amazed at how much hotter the black one's wool was than the white one.
Another mom and I realized that between us and the other girls we had at one time or another had all the animals at our homes that they had there, except for sheep.
It was still fun for the girls to go and see the babies. The bunny was too cute and cottony.
In my humble opinion the ducks were too smelly.
This is a Shetland pony named Tinkerbell. Granted, we don't have a pony, but we do have a full sized horse. Close enough, right. Not to the girls. they thought it was so cool to see a mini horse. I did not think it was so cool. She bit Baby Cake's fingers and made him cry. I guess he has sweet fingers. But I already knew that!
One of the boys found a robin's egg that had fallen from a nest into the grass and had survived the fall. It was so pretty.
It made me want to come home and paint a room that color.
The highlight of the trip for me was the dugout and log cabin home they have there. They were fully stocked with pioneer artifacts from kerosene lamps to beds and quilts and cook wear. They even had tin cups just like the one Laura Ingalls got for Christmas one year. That was it, her whole Christmas was a tin cup. To her it was a big deal because it meant she did not have to share a cup with her sister Mary anymore. I think about that and I am so humbled. Think about our modern Christmases. In general we are so spoiled. We first read these books a few years ago and since then we have scaled way back on our Christmas offerings. Our kids get more than a tin cup, but we have tried really hard to give more personal and meaningful gifts rather than just more stuff.
Anyway, back on topic. I did not get any photos of the cabin or the dug out, which is just like the one the Ingalls family lived in during their time in Plum Creek (On the Banks of Plum Creek). I was way too busy being fascinated with all the cool stuff. I did not even realize my folly until I got home and down loaded the pictures. Oh well, I guess that means we'll just have to go back another time so I can get my pictures.
If you have young girls you must read these books to them. In my opinion they are required reading for girlhood. I love, love, love them. Doodle loves them. They just put things into perspective and make us really think about our lives and the things that are truly important. Doodle has learned from Laura Ingalls Wilder how to be kind and how to value life skills such as sewing and cooking and helping with jobs around the house. She has learned to love nature and being a kid. She has learned to love her family and to value education. She has learned to be obedient and honest. She has learned to love animals, especially horses. She has learned that sometimes we need to do things that are hard, even when we don't want to. She has learned all this and more from a woman who lived and died before she was even born.
Now that's the power of a good book.