The ice cave

June 19, 2010

There is an ice cave hidden up at Miners Basin.  We like to hike up there every once in a while so we won't forget how to get to it.  This year the snow had completely covered it, so we just played in the snow instead.

Chase thought it was pretty fun throwing "snow borns" at Grandpa down below.

I'm back........

and blogging in style.  After our 5 year old computer (death bed age for computers) crashed and fried 2 hard drives with it we finally got a new one.  And it's amazing going from a 5 year old computer to an "average" new one.

We picked one out and ended up getting a floor model for a discount, so we used the money to buy an office chair.  We have been using a folding chair or camp chair for years now so this is a huge improvement as well.

I'm ready to blog to my hearts content :)

I'm taking a break....

I'm sure you've noticed the blog has become sporadic and boring lately.  I'm burned out.  I'm frustrated at my camera which is focusing at less than 50% of the time (actually my lens I think).  Our computer crashed and took along with it some of my more recent pictures that I hadn't gotten backed up yet, and there just isn't time anymore as I try to adjust to two boys (okay sometimes three :) fighting for my attention.

So I'm just going to take a break, relax and take some pressure off.  Which is hard to admit because I do this blog for myself and my kids to look back at, but no worries....

I'll be back...

My boys

I started writing up the horrible story of the longest, most miserable, drive of my life.  Suddenly I decided that you don't want to hear it and I don't want to remember it so here are the pictures.  Just imagine what was supposed to be a 4 hour drive from Moab-Salt Lake turning into a 7 hour drive with a screaming 2.5 years old and a screaming 2.5 months old and

THIS, on the freeway:

Our A/C turned to heater in the 105 weather so I had no choice but to get the screaming kids out of their seats.

The line-up behind us.

Driving past the burned truck.

Chase

This kid is a hoot.  He can throw the best tantrum I've ever seen a 2 year old through, and he's very stubborn sometimes.  He never forgets things.  If he goes to bed wanting to "hold the yellow hose", that's usually the first thing I hear out of his mouth in the morning.  He is almost potty trained (still working on night time).  He has at least triple the energy that I have, I can NEVER keep up with him.  He loves to color and has already colored our desk, computer, mouse, and calculator with a sharpie.  He LOVES, no, is OBSESSED, with hoses and more particularly vacuum hoses and even more particularly Dyson vacuum hoses.  If he wants to watch Winnie the Pooh, he asks to watch " Winnie and Pooh, and Kanga, and piglet, and Gopher.... and Rabbit...... and roo.... and Chrismas Robin.... etc."  Or for Toy story, "Woody, an Buzz, an Jessie, an slincky dog hose, and tomato head... etc." 

He loves Racing cars.  Daniel's work sponsored a race car at Rocky Mountain Raceway and so we have gotten free tickets a couple times.  It hurts my ears to go, but he doesn't mind the noise at all.  He knows all the letters and what sounds they make.  If there is something on the T.V. that he likes, he asks to hold it.  He doesn't understand that it's not really there.  He loves arrows, we always have to stomp on them (painted in the road).  He loves train tracks and especially when we can drive across them.  He still loves cycles, but I think hoses are higher up on the list right now.

He has become a curious little boy.  He already bombards us with questions, "moma are you doing that the shoes?   Are you riding the cycle?, Are you doing this?  Are you doing that?"

A couple funny stories.

- A couple months ago we were visiting Moab and Chase's favorite French "Aunt" was on skype.  He was so excited to talk to her on the computer, but it wasn't long before he wanted her to come jump on the tramp with him.  He was getting very frustrated that she wouldn't jump with him and didn't understand that she was really there.

-  We were in Moab at church one Sunday and he was standing on the seat facing backwards and watching the deacons passing the sacrament.  Suddenly he shouts out, "LOOK!  They're peeing!"  I was too humiliated to look back and see what he was talking about, but when my mom looked back the deacons were all standing in a row with their hands in front of their groins.

Brody

This little guy is the happiest baby I have ever seen.  He smiles at anyone and everyone who will look at him or talk to him.  He's a pretty easy going baby, except that he almost always wants to be held.  He has tons of hair that sticks straight up on top (no I don't fix it like that :).  He loves standing up or sitting straight up (no leaning back to ensure he doesn't tip over).  He loves his swing, and he loves Chase more than anything.  When Chase comes into his view he smiles and starts kicking his arms and legs around.  I think they are going to be good pals.

He already has a whole list of nicknames including:  Brode, The Broadster, Brody Boy, Chubba, Fuzzy, Fuzzy Wuzzy, Chubs, Brode-meister, handsome, and more I'm sure.

He is still a big boy.  At 2 months he was 75th% weight (down from 95th%) and still 95th% for height.

He brings so much happiness to our home.