Dozens of Dollars

Seth forwarded this to my dad. Pretty funny. My fave is "dozens of dollars". My dad and Seth NEVER have cash on hand. Are all dads like this?

The Prettiest Place on Earth and The Case of the Stomach Bug

We went camping in Glacier National Park this weekend. Seth had Thursday and Friday off so we loaded up the car and headed four hours to Glacier. In my opinion, Glacier is the prettiest place I have ever seen.  We took a hike Friday up to a place called Hidden Lake. We had to hike on snow to get there, but it was really fun and really pretty.

waiting for hot dog dinner

really enjoying cream cheese and bagel

being goofy

the way up to Hidden Lake

the view at Hidden Lake

throwing rocks into Lake McDonald

Lake McDonald

We stayed in a cute little cabin (think tent with wooden walls and a door) , because it wasn't much more than paying for a camping spot and we'd actually have mattresses and a door to keep us safe from bears The campground had flushing toilets and hot showers. I decided this is my way to camp.

We had a lovely time the first day, that is until things took a turn for the worse and the family came down with a bad case of the throw ups.


Here's a run-down of the trip:

Hours 1-24: Perfect.

Hour 25: Bumski throws up in an ice cream shop. On the counter. Seth books it out of the shop with Bumski to clean him up and probably because he's embarrassed. I stay and clean up my child's vomit while people look totally disgusted.

Hours 26-28: Bumski throws up a few more times. Poor kid. We put him to bed.

Hours 28-32: Bumski tosses and turns. We're all just trying to sleep.

Hour 33: I throw up.

Hours 33-36: Bumski tosses and turns more. Seth can't sleep.

Hour 37: We decide it's time to pack up. I throw up two more times before getting in the car.

Hours 38-42: We drive home. Stopping about every 30 minutes for me to throw up.

Hours 43-48: We're home. I'm in bed. Bumski feels better, Seth is exhausted, but they go to the park.


p.s. Sorry that I feel it's necessary to blog about throwing up. I guess I'm just trying to keep it real.

For Tates

Taft has been rockin his Converse kicks lately. Aunt Tates bought them for him for his birthday and they fit great right now. However, I have to be really motivated to put them on because they are lace up and high tops. Taft and I have a wrestling match whenever he wears them. I can tell he knows he looks super stylin' in them though.

Sorry Tates, these are the best pictures I could get today.

                  

p.s. Taft is currently obsessed with keys. All day long he says "Kes, Kes, Kes?"

My Brother, The Sailor

My brother must have missed picture day in boot camp or something (which isn't that surprising) because he does not have the standard military head shot. My mom had my good friend Staci take some pictures when he was in Utah for the 4th. You put a handsome guy like Pete together with a fab photographer like Stace and you get these. Aren't they great?

How the Fourth Was Spent

Our actual Fourth was a bit of a bummer, but overall we had a great Fourth of July weekend. Friday night we were invited to a BBQ and enjoyed all the standard Fourth of July fixins...hamburgers, hot dogs, watermelon,  and corn on the cob. Sunday evening we had plans to go to a nearby park for a big fireworks show (put on by the Larry H. Miller company actually). Instead, my morning or evening sickness hit full force around 4:00 p.m. and I was in bed for the night at 5:00. Seth and Taft went to the park by themselves. I was really sad that I missed it. I could hear the fireworks though and they sounded spectacular.

An attempt at a shot of our patriotic Sunday outfits. Not happening. 

Monday was a much much better day. Seth had the day off so we went to Coeur d'Alene to ride bikes and have lunch. We got off to a great, early start and had slightly chilly, but beautiful weather. We rode our bikes along Centennial Trail while Taft rode in the brand new bike trailer that was an early birthday present to Seth from my parents. Taft LOVED it. After our ride we got really yummy sandwiches (like so yummy I thought about the sandwich the rest of the day) and had a picnic at the "beach". That's what people call the sand area at Lake Coeur d'Alene.

Speaking of morning sickness, this pregnancy has been kinder than the last in the way that I don't have throwing up stories to share. This time, they've al been the standard made-it-to-the-bathroom-in-time kind and none have involved me driving. However, every night around dinner time, or around the time Seth gets home, I completely crash. I'm exhausted, nauseous, and exhausted. I am totally useless after 6:00 p.m. Seth often has to make dinner, clean up dinner, and put Taft to bed, all while I'm laying down moaning on the couch. I was sick until 20 weeks with Taft, so if that's the same with this babe, then only 5 more weeks to go. Yipee. Also, I FINALLY see a doctor next Monday. I can't wait to hear the heartbeat! Maybe if I'm lucky I'll even get an ultrasound.

Last week Seth got off early to we took a little drive to Mount Spokane. It had a pretty incredible view from the top. We didn't stay long because it was way too cold.

Free Yoga in the Park (in Utah)

I have a doll of a friend named Melanee. She was the "head teacher" when I taught English in Russia. She's the same age as me, but she was like our mom while we were there. She had taught English there the semester before so she knew the ropes and guided us through our semester abroad. She and I single handedly kept Twix and Snickers in business in Russia. I don't believe a day went by that one of us didn't buy a candy bar. She's one of my favorite people in the entire world and you should get to know her too. She's started a blog called "Mirror Health" which will be her journey to accepting, liking, even loving the image she sees in the mirror. She's a certified yoga instructor and is offering FREE, yes FREE yoga classes in the Orem/Lindon area. I highly recommend you go to her class if you're in the area. Click here for more details.