29.8.09

Camping at Jordanelle

Last weekend we went camping with some friends. It was great to talk around the campfire, roast marshmallows, watch the kids run around at night with their flashlights, four wheel, boating, etc. etc. and just have lots of fun. There are a lot of pictures, but its always more fun to see, than to read what happened. We have decided to make this an annual trip! Thanks everyone for making this so much fun!!!

The Girls (minus the Biggs)

The Guys (minus the Biggs)

(some of) The kids

Dallin helping Gus set up the tent

Kailee and Becky infront of our view from our campsite

Tylie getting into the marshmallows as we set up

Chaunda entertaining the kids as the guys help each other set up in the dark

Kids roasting marshmallows

Dallin loved the boat

Scott made Gus flip off the 1st minute. After that, he got pretty good at staying on.

Chaunda and Becky taking a ride with Jameson and Tylie

Tylie and Jayda have got to be the funniest 2 year olds together. 

The girls (minus Chaunda and Tracy) on the rockiest beach ever

Tylie ready for a ride on the four wheeler

Tylie chilling on the camp chair by the fire with chocolate all over her face

No idea how many smores this kid had

Tyler taking Kailee for a ride. How cute are these girls?

Kailee said she wanted to go on the water weeny...TOTAL shock!

The kids ready to go for a ride

This mini four wheeler was a hit with all the kids, thanks Ben and Kristi!!

The 2 little ones at it again. Seriously, they are hilarious together.

This really was a fun weekend. Next year, we should make it a longer camping trip.

11.8.09

Too Good to be True...

Do you ever have those moments where you just KNOW they're too good to be true??? The past few days, we've had a rare situation repeat itself... rare, but SOOO nice! Kailee, after a few minutes of sitting in her car seat (going anywhere-no where in particular) will say, "Let's play the quiet game!" Becky and I will OF COURSE agree and play along. We count down, "Three, two, one..." and then the kids proceed to blow their cheeks up full of air, and stop talking... Either Bec or I are usually the first to break the silence by saying, " I think the kids are going to win!" Then pretend we didn't mean to loose the game-which makes them even more excited that they're gonna beat mom and dad. All-in-all, it only lasts a few minutes. But those are precious QUIET moments in the car. Too good to be true? Maybe.  But for now-they're true... and we'll soak up the moments-while they last.

8.8.09

ADDENDUM to : Our Little Monkey!

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(1) distracted parent + (1) unattended 2 year old = dishwasher open and being rearranged!
See what I mean?! It was loaded to begin with. She unloaded the top rack, then put them back in where she wanted them to be!

4.8.09

Our Little Monkey!

Who: Tylie Addison
What: Backs away from the dishwasher after being scolded by dad
Where: Our kitchen/computer desk
When: This evening (and just about every other evening)
Why: She closes the dishwasher EVERY TIME it's being loaded or unloaded-drives me nuts! Once the dishwasher door opens, she's right there, ready to start either taking dishes and utensils out (that were just loaded) or she grabs the door and closes it, sending the dish rack rolling away and slamming into the back... we tell her, "Ty... no no..."   "Tylie. No."   "TYLIE- NO."

Well, this evening she got a little scared and started backing away from the dishwasher. She backed right into the wall, stopped abruptly, and gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes ever (she's pretty good at that). I thought, I HAVE to record this if it happens again. Sure enough, there she was a minute later doing it again. This time there were a few words exchanged between her and I:

Me: Nooo...
Tylie: All Done.
Me: Are you all done?
Tylie: (shakes her head no)

 This time there weren't the puppy dog eyes like before; just a feeble attempt at rubbing her eyes as it she were tired... Nonetheless, it was just as cute. That little booger! All you can do is fight back the smile that's so desperately wanting to break through the tough parent face...