Wilton Warriors (And A Princess!)

Monday, March 16, 2015

Avila Bike Ride

We did SO many fun things during this trip,

The first of which was a family bike ride down to Avila Beach.

I wasn't so keen on Charly and Dom's mode of transportation at first,

As their chariot was not MEANT FOR PEOPLE.

(Thanks KEVIN!)

But it worked just dandy.

(Once they got used to the bumpity bumpity.)

(Not to mention Mama riding two feet behind them at all times to make sure there were no casualties.)

It was a GORGEOUS, PEACEFUL, GREEN ride.

The best.

The best friends there ever were.
(Besides maybe Maddox and Jesse.)

Of course we had to stop at the beach with out big ol bike entourage.

Grandpa can always be counted on for a swingin good time.

Charly was all tuckered out from just sitting there!
Hard work!!!
(Watching her brother hold her and take care of her on the way back,
Was possibly the cutest thing my eyes ever did see in the history of my world.)

Silver Dollar Pancakes

This was the morning after the all night drive to SLO.

I have to say, my husband is a rock star,

At the whole keeping us alive in the middle of the night thing.

The trick is this.

Don't drink caffeine on a regular basis.

Then drink one 5 hour energy,

And one huge mountain dew.

And you're good to go.

(It helps that your wife doesn't sleep all night long, either.)

We have done this trip overnight some 3-4 times now.

And it just keeps getting easier.

We stopped at Denny's in the morning.

It was yummy.

Save the fact that it smelt like someone died in the girl's bathroom.

Fancied Up

Oh, WHY do I get asked to take pictures ALL THE TIME.
(Simply, darling, because you are your mother's cabbage patch. The End.)

Fine. I shall give the people what they want.
Sort of.

Last one, people!

More?
SERIOUSLY?!?!

OK, REALLY.
Last one!!!

Now we add the dufuses.

Snuggle time!

Mommy likes to prove that she doesn't spend every day in yoga pants and sweat-done hair.

My champion.

Monday, February 23, 2015

iPhone Randoms

I don't know HOW this boy manages to be so heavenly,
And yet so aggravating at the same time.
He should really learn to market that talent.

This is me,
Pretending to have a moment of solace and peace,
When all the kids are seated directly behind me in the mini-van.
Yah.
Right.

On the way to the BYU volleyball game,
And our road trip to San Luis Obispo directly after!
(We're multitaskers.)

A match made in heaven.

The yin to my yang.
We couldn't be more different.
Yet love each other more either.

Sweet, sweet boy.

I am STILL aching over this one.
Backstory:

My little amazing speller and I just studied for two weeks straight. He was given 450 words....one side of the sheet easy peasy, the other side, not so much.

We went through the easy side in about 10 minutes, and he squeezed out all 225 words without missing a beat.

And then we mastered the other side in the next two weeks. I tested him this morning on the hard side. Didn't miss one. To name just a few....Machiavellian, pusillanimous, ignominious (didn't even know that word existed outside of the Book of Mormon.)

So this morning, he is feeling pretty good about the bee. He won last year, so he is feeling pretty ambitious to go for a twopeat.

Naturally, the judges started off super easy.

The first word he gets.

Order.

Aces it.

The second word he gets.

Owed.

O-D-E, he says.

As in a poem meant to be sung.

Oh. My. Goodness.

I think we should have gone back and studied that easy side one more time, little man.

Lesson learned? It's not always the seemingly hard things about life that trip you up. But the little things. Those sneaky little things. Dadgummit.

He was devastated. (But probably not as much as his mother, watching him be devastated. Someone please help me put my heart back in my chest.)