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.

I might start a weekly post called "What Weird Stuff My Neighbor Gave Me This Week". Yesterday he knocked on my door and asked if I could take some house plants off his hands. I didn't know what to say so I said yes. I had to go into his very smokey, very stinky, and very dog-hairy apartment to get two almost dead house plants. The soil has dog hair in it. Gross.

Oh What Fun

Who knews a tube of Crystal Light could be so much fun...

Is Bumski There?

Taft has rather long phone conversations with who knows who and what about. I wish I could understand gibberish.

Hoop It Up and Don't Get Shot

Spokane had a big 3 on 3 basketball tournament this weekend called Hoopfest. I think I heard it's the biggest 3 on 3 tourney in the nation. For several city blocks they had hundreds of basketball hoops set up on the street and 3 on 3 games were happening everywhere. It was pretty impressive to imagine all the work that must have gone in to setting everything up. It looked like it would have been a nightmare. We went down last night watched and watched a couple of games and walked around the rest of festivities. AND we went to Pita Pit (shout out to D & L Herway).

This isn't a good picture, but there is just hoop, after hoop, after hoop all the way down the street.

The elite court

Once we got home I took off for the store to get things for Sunday and the guys in front of me in line said there had been a shooting at the tournament right around the time we were there! Two women were shot in the leg, but are supposed to be ok. I am so surprised we didn't hear the gunshot, we were really close to where it happened when it happened.

Father's Day

Spokane Tidbit: Father's Day was started here 100 years ago. (At least that's what I heard on the radio.)

We started off Father's Day with Seth sleeping in (he is usually the one to get up with Taft) and then having P-Pans for breakfast, his favorite. P-Pans are "Power Pancakes" from the Eating for Life cookbook. They are healthy if you have the recommended serving, but Seth usually eats the entire batch. They are really good though.

When we got back from church Seth had some mystery flowers waiting for him. Attached to them was a note that said "Happy Father's Day To: Seth From: Taft". Obviously Taft did not do this himself and I did not do it. Other than our landlord so far we only know 2 people in our entire building, a young college guy who smokes weed from time to time, and a old guy who has long hair with a dog named Joe. The old guy gave me some grocery coupons the other day, so I'm figuring it was him. (This may or may not have been a reason for going private)

We finished Father's Day calling our Dads, having a yummy salmon dinner, followed by home made ice cream cake, then a family walk.

The cake that I was quite proud of. Can you tell it's a tie. I figured a tie is like the international symbol for Father's Day.

More Sunshine Please

We had nice weather yesterday and it was Seth's last full weekend before his real work starts. He'll start on Pediatric Surgery this week and will only have one day off a week. Bummer. We ventured out to a nearby state park for a bit to enjoy the sunny, warm weather.

Taft wearing Crocs for the first time. Not very cute, but man are they easy to put on.

Not really enjoying himself.

Also, I went private a while back then found it totally annoying to have to send people an email to allow them to read. Well, annoying or not I feel safer about having our blog set as private. Blogger saves all the email addresses from when it was private before so if you used to read this blog when it was private, don't fret, you still will. If for some reason you're a newer reader, leave your email address. Mwah.

Just Some Stuff

Taft has been pretty busy around here undoing everything we've done in the last few days

That's right. Spokane is home to this giant Radio Fyler. If this isn't a reason to come visit then I just don't know what is. 

Uh. We were distracted for a bit and Taft decided to go toilet diving. This is at a hotel and the way up here. So gross.

Go Figure

My babies, both in-utero and out, seem to really love white trash food. When I was pregnant I CRAVED Doritos. Salsa Verde Doritos to be exact. I ate a lot of them. I also craved Taco Bell. I would get a bean and cheese burrito and, don't hate me, nachos. I know, it's disgusting. However, I will have you know that Taft did not have to see a doctor for being sick his entire first year of life. No cough, ear infections, high fevers, nothing. You bet I attribute that to the nutritionally packed Doritos I consumed during pregnancy.

This round of pregnancy I'm craving potato salad like no other. I'm also really in to potato chips. Especially Maui Onion. And I cannot for the life of me eat raw vegetables. I can kind of choke down cooked ones, but even that's a little hard. I think this is one of the reasons pregnant people are supposed to take prenatal vitamins. (and I am, fyi.)

Good Thing I Packed This!

Baby Herway #2 is coming December 2010