Wednesday, April 28, 2010
I guess I'm not doing such a bad job with my boys after all. They came in from playing yesterday, all excited, with big smiles and their hands behind their backs. "Mom, we have a surprise for you!" As most of you know, moms are rarely truly surprised. I suspected that my yard was missing a few pesky dandelions--something I had asked the boys to help me take care of, anyway.
But I really was surprised this time. Out from behind the backs whipped four HUGE fistfuls of tulips. I swallowed a yelp, gathered them up, and stuffed them into a pretty white pitcher. I prayed the deer wouldn't get them, but I guess it's okay if two cute boys want to spoil me a little.
Monday, April 26, 2010
My folks came down this weekend for Brooke-n-Jared's graduation from BYU. It is so fun for me to see my kids getting to play with their grandparents. (And for ME to get to play with their grandparents.) Dad spoiled us all rotten and took us out for a graduation dinner at Ruby River's. I only brought the baby. The older kids would have been bored, wiggly, and wouldn't have eaten that expensive food anyway. Maybe the bacon off of my potato...but that's about it. They got their turn when Dad sprung for a pizza party for the kids while they were babysitting them so Mark and I could go on an actual date for our 11th anniversary. We also got to take a trip to the new Oquirrh Mountain Temple and spend an afternoon of redneck fun at Cabella's. I love the picture of Mom helping Cooper shoot his gun. (She's an crack shot when it comes to skunks. No foolin.) That's really a great place to take kids. And Grandpas from Montana.
I think my favorite part, thought, was hearing my Dad tell the boys bedtime stories and tucking them in. I was quietly picking up toys in the corner so that I could spy on the whole thing. Maybe in honor of BYU graduation, Dad was telling Cougar stories. Of course, we call them mountain lions when they aren't busy being mascots. After listening for a moment, I was chuckling to myself, recognizing the same general story he always told us growing up. Not much plot, but a whole lot of "what was that???!!!" Boston's eyes were as big as his face as he listened to Dad make footstep sounds with his palm on the wall. Cooper even had to take a few steps back and stand in the middle of the room, listening. But they loved it, and that Grizzly bear/mountain lion/moose/Bigfoot never actually gets anyone in the end, so nobody had any bad dreams.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
We spent a lovely spring break in St. George thanks to Mark's business partner changing his travel plans last minute. Free hotel stays can only be a good thing, and there were two rooms including a kitchenette, and a pool! Cooking in that little kitchen was kind of funny. It totally felt like camping. The one time I made a complete meal I had to make the spaghetti sauce in the one pot on the tiny burner because the big one was broken. Then I had to pour it into a glass bowl, cover it with an inverted pie plate because there was no lid to keep it warm, wash the pot and try to boil water in it. It never did boil but the noodles cooked just fine on the lower temperature. Then Boston was excited because there weren't any forks and he thought he was going to get to use this giant serving fork for his spaghetti. Mark got some plastic ones from the lobby, but Boston was so disappointed we let him try with his giant fork for awhile. It was great.
We spent a day at Zion's National Park. The weather was beautiful and so were the views. Our kids have decided that they love hiking. I wasn't sure how well Mark would like hiking since we brought our double stroller for the paved trails. As you can see, at times it served as a triple stroller, but he did just fine shoving it along. He even pushed it up to the Weeping Wall. I was majorly impressed and wished I had a picture of that hike. The kids loved standing behind the waterfall and getting sprayed. Macy was excited to be outside and kept pointing at everything.
We took another day touring around St. George on it's Historic Walking Tour, including Brigham Young's summer home. All the homes are so well kept around there, even the teeny old ones. It made me want to come home and do some yardwork. (and see how long that lasted...here I am inside, typing on the computer instead.) Our tour ended with a stop at an old fashioned candy shop.
We were going to stay another night-possibly-but Macy was exercising the
Toddler's Law of Perpendiculars on me. You know what I'm talking about. If you lie down, they must stand up. Wailing is usually involved as well. If you stand up, they will lie down--in your arms. If you are both lying down in the same hotel bed, (trying desperately to stop the high pitched shrieking that all the other guests are probably now awake for and wondering exactly what animal from the zoo you are torturing to spoil their vacation) the toddler must be perpendicular to you as possible, preferably with feet shoving you to the very edge of the bed. Or with their head under your chin and their feet kicking your mate's snoring back. So anyway, after two hours of this from 1 AM to 3AM, I decided we had had enough vacation, and we drove back the next day. I think our hotel neighbors may have been cheering as we pulled out of the parking lot, along with the maid who had been sweeping up our cheerios and changing dozens of towels for us.
Here are some other pictures from Easter/Conference weekend. Brooke and Jared and my cousins Katy and Nikki came to Easter dinner with us and watched the last session. Or at least one of them was watching the entire time...they took turns napping. Jared and Boston had a caveman contest eating the turkey legs. I think that was all Boston ate, but he did eat the whole thing. Also, the video is Macy playing peekaboo with my curtains.