Behold the gallery of pictures from my phone.
There was some construction going on right by our house. Even though they were building a fence that would prevent us from throwing rocks in the "river" ever again, Dane enjoyed watching the heavy machinery work.
You might think that seeing snow on the ground would mean this picture was taken several months ago. But you'd be wrong. We had snow in May.
Here are a few pictures from when my parents were here in April:
Dane loves riding the "big train" at the mall. It's funny to me that it's called the Mini Express, but to Dane it is the big train because he can ride in it.
Uncle Kenji taking Dane for a little bike ride.
I put myself in charge of our mother's group solely to relieve someone else of the burden, and mother's group suddenly experienced a precipitous drop in attendance. There were several times in which Dane and I were the only ones there. On one of those days, Dane found a pair of sweet sunglasses in the nursery:
We had our ward campout in late June:
Joel ended up not being able to join us until 2:00 a.m., which resulted in him missing out on a few interesting things:
1. I set up the tent and hauled all our gear with only the help of Dane and a kind 5-year-old.
2. My marshmallow caught on fire, so I blew it out and was about to eat it when my bishop swooped in, chastised me, forbade me from eating it, and made me start again with a new marshmallow. He hovered over me and watched to make sure I roasted it appropriately this time. Apparently, he was concerned about my carbon intake. Now that's a bishop who cares.
3. The kind 5-year-old who helped me with my tent fell and hit his head on a rock, resulting in tears and lots of blood. His parents took him to the ER to get stitches, and he returned a couple of hours later. What a trooper. But I think the gushing blood was a little traumatic for Dane, because he kept asking me if the boy was okay. At one point, his nursery leader told him the boy is okay, and Dane said "He's NOT okay!" Even the next morning, Dane ran up to the boy and made sure he was okay.
Anyway, after things wrapped up the next morning (and I got over being freaked out when my tent unzipped and a man entered my tent in the middle of the night), Joel, Dane, and I went with our friend Doug and his daughter, Lilly, to Donut Falls.
Joel's sister came into town, and we went to Temple Square with her:
Finally, this is Dane's favorite place to hang out whenever we go to Lowe's:
6 comments:
dane looks so big sitting on the lawn mower
Yay, a new post! I like the picture of you and Dane by the waterfall. And what was the deal with creepy guy in your tent in the middle of the night? By the way, we will be in Utah august 13-26 so we will have to get together.
I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who gets behind in posting blogs. :)
I should clarify: the man entering the tent in the middle of the night was me.
Wasn't it?
Dear?
Also, someone else almost had that to say about me that night, as I was stumbling around by the light of my cell phone and nearly entered the tent of a perfect stranger.
"Creepy guy in tent" mention (and the ensuing comments) = very funny. :) Joel, I'm glad you did get the right tent. That may have been hard to live down otherwise. :)
George made me stop eating burnt toast. I was a little resentful at first, but I guess it's really pretty sweet that he doesn't want me consuming carcinogens.
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