Fun In the Sun!

 

It has been amazingly hot here lately!  Yea for sun!  (even if it has come at the very very end of summer)

Our grass is dead, so we thought there'd be no better way to water it then jumping through a sprinkler!

 

Plan and Action

 

Elle was bored the other day, so she flipped through our Show Me How  book and found out how to make a humongous bubble.

I was so impressed that she had a plan, then took action.

It worked!

Cute

Here is Elle walking down the cute sidewalk wearing a cute outfit including her cute headband and cute new shoes and wearing her cute bag dangling from a cute ribbon. . .

That she made herself!

The Story of a Man

At the insistence of his mother, Chris saw a dermatologist Friday about a freckle/mole thing on his cheek.

The dermatologist said, "It looks harmless to me.  I don't know why you even came in here, but what the heck.  I'll biopsy it anyway.  And what I mean by 'biopsy' is I will cut a big crater out of your cheek and test it, then if something is wrong with it, I'll go back and make an even bigger crater."

So Chris said "Sure, you can biopsy it.  And what I mean by 'sure' is I'll make an appointment to have it biopsied then cancel it when the times comes closer."

But no such luck.  The dermatologist biopsied it right then and there.

Now Chris has a big crater in the side of his cheek.

That night, he realized that shaving that spot might be somewhat excruciatingly painful.  The very thought of running a razor over that spot makes me queasy.    There was nothing to do but give him full support in his decision to grow a beard.

On Saturday, we went to a BBQ at Chris' coworker's house.  There, he told the guys the story of his crater, then ended with, "And so I'm going to grow a beard!"

There was a unified outburst of applause and excited approval among the guys.  I had no idea such a declaration produced such outcomes!

Apparently, growing a beard is like saying, "Today I am a Man!"

Stay tuned to see what hairy Chris will look like!

(I'm really hoping his face will heal enough by Sunday to shave!)

Sunday Dress and Hair

Thirteen years ago today, I wore this dress:


Chris and I were married in the Mt. Timpanogos Utah Temple


There was much rejoicing


And we’ve been blissfully floating on air ever since!


Happy Anniversary Chris!

Sunday dress and Hair

So, I've been a total slacker with Elle's dress and hair lately :(
  (We've been at church by 8:20am every Sunday though!)
But, since everyone who's anyone has the above dress on their blogs, I thought it only right that I should too.

This dress was made by none other than my BFF!
She and her family go to Comic-con every year, and she always has an amazing outfit that she makes herself. (She's that awesome).

She's totally famous now.
And I am her best friend.
(so that makes me cool now too)
:)

Sunday dress and hair and vacation

No Sunday dress and hair today because I let Elle sleep in until 7:20 while I painted my toenails to match my blouse
However,  Elle was wearing a cute dress last week while we were on vacation in CA and my BFF enjoyed fixing Elle’s hair.

On the 11 hr. drive home, Elle made a list of all the fun things we did for the 4th of July weekend: ( I elaborated a bit)
ski in the Mountains

Hike and sing silly songs:



Gathered Eggs from BFF’s mom’s chickens.
Watched fireworks at the local school.  (Some shells from the fireworks rained down on us )  Firework watching always includes glow-in-the-dark necklaces of course.
Watched a small town parade.
Kayaking
Swimming (because she and Chris flipped.  Chris lost his hat   But NOT his glasses!  Just before they started, Chris asked for something to hold his glasses on.  We are very glad he listened to that prompting)
Saw a jail cell from way back when (including writing/drawing on the walls)
Pulled on a steam whistle
Got a chunk of wood from a sawmill. (Who knew cutting wood with a saw was so pungent !  Not bad, just really strong wood smell)
Watched a blacksmith bend metal
Ate pie for breakfast at the local church fundraiser

Saw a stamp mill where they collect gold from rock.  Back in the old days, they used mercury to make the gold stick to it.  A person could only survive for about 4 years after they started their gold  collecting!
Went on an Art walk around the town. (we saw some bad wildlife artwork and cool dresses)
Visited BFF’s mom’s quilt shop and saw a GIANT quilting machine.
Visited the craft fair and saw beautiful  homemade glycerin soap that Chris was too cheap to buy.
Drove on nauseatingly windy roads back and forth and back and forth some more.
Saw critters: dear, rabbit, frogs (one was smashed flat), lizards, sheep, horses, chicken, cows, ducks and ducklings, Blue Heron (and nest), Kingfisher and other fish.
Saw Mt. Shasta.

A couple things I remember that the adults did:
BFF and I rode on a raft while our husbands kayaked with Elle and her BFF.
Helped clean-up BFF’s sister’s wedding reception. (They were married in the Oakland temple!  I love that one!  So beautiful.  They took out their endowments in a mini temple which sounds cool too.  I’ve never seen one before)
Played games almost every night
ate ice cream every night at Chris’ insistence.
Talked into the wee hours of the morning
Dishes
Drove
I know we did more things, but that’s all I can think of for now.