Not Happy

Tyler wanted me to post this of Miles. This was on one of the mornings while everyone was helping with breakfast, so no one was free to hold him and he was tired of being in the play thing. He was talking, trying to convince his dad to get him out. Too cute.

Bubble Man

Miles learning to blow bubbles:-)

It should be mandatory to have a pool here

We went swimming at a friends house to cool off of Saturday, here are the most funny pictures.

Gotta love Jorgi and the goggles.

Madison loves to go swimming, she would swim in the bathtub if I let her (sometimes I do, but don't tell, hee hee:-)

The rest are of Miles, he is such a cutie pie and loved being in the water. He is almost 5 month now. We love the rolly-polly arms and legs.

Dad's Pearls of Wisdom

After Tyler put the girls to bed, he went in to check on them and found Jorgi with her baby, that now had no hand. She had bitten it off. So Tyler with his witism [wit·ti·cism–noun a witty remark or sentence. ] says this, "We have to give her a new name now Jorgi." "But why daddy?" "Because you bitt off her hand, that means she is not the same anymore, so we have to give her a proper name. Her new name will be Andi, Andi-capt. Is that ok?" "Yeah, (with a big sigh)" Meanwhile I am laughing histarically in the other room.

Our Voyage to the North

This is our journey to Wyoming for a family reunion with my brothers and sisters.

The babysitter doing it's job:-)

Madison is literally the CENTER of attention.

Keeping Miles entertained too.

Check out the semi we passed along the way. We were still in Nevada, as you can see by the desert landscape.

This video is of the girls at Joy's house in UT, where we stayed the night to make the trip easier to travel in two days instead of one. She has a theater room downstairs, and the girls took advantage of it, the FORCE WAS WITH THEM:-)

Day One in Bridger National Forest, Star Valley, Wyoming

We reunioned in Bridger National Forest, which was very pretty. It was still a bit warm though. I know that I am from Vegas where it is excruciatingly hot, and I am supposed to be used to it, however, I do not work outside in it, I stay inside away from it.

Yes, they were this dirty every day.

This is a creek (or a crIck) as the Wyoming peeps pronounjce it) that runs next to Greys River, which is glacier fed, so it was FREEEEZING. Jorigana is not a cold water person, so she would not go in by herself, so here is aunt Kris helping her out to dangle her feet it.
The cold water never fazes Madison.

The older grandkids that were there:L-R, Brody & Stevey (Darin's), Spencer (Kris'), Brenton (Joy's), Drew (Kris') and Madison

Check out Jorgiana's hands and toes they are pointing up because she hates being cold. James, Kristina, Me and Joy.

Madison with her sunglasses riding Spencer's bike, what she loved doing.

Jorgiana is in James & Jennie's stroller becuase the two granddaughters younger than her both brought their dolls and toy strollers, so she didn't have one to play with, so Jennie let her use their real stroller and this is Tyler pushing her while racing the kids on bikes and on foot.

Day Two

This particular morning, it was quite cold because the evening before it rained and cooled off quite a bit, so we had to borrow by nieces beannie for Miles, looks good in pink.

Jorigana getting ready to ride the big and small 4 wheelers.

Madison loved riding this 4 wheeler of James' because you (the parents) can control the speed of it and if they get into any trouble, it has a kill switch that the parent can activate remotly. She did really well for the first time.

Madison in Murphy Lake, the water was not quite as cold as the river, but that wouldn't have mattered, she would have gone swimming anyways.
Murphy Lake, it was really beautiful up there in the mountains.
Brian and Kris with the kids.

Day Three

Here we are shooting Brian's paint-ball gun. I don't know if any of you have shot one of these before, but there is no sight at the end of the barrell. You just have to watch the ball, see where it goes, then adjust accordingly.

Mom bought the kids bug collecting kits. It was the best thing. They were occupied hours on end, showing us their new prize possessions. This is Jorgi with her tweezers picking up ants.

These are the kids having airplane races.

These are the kids playing musical instruments going around the camp.

Madison and dad shooting my 22 calibur rifle.

I have to tell you a funny story about what happened up there. Brian brought his 20-gage shotgun. Which was loads of fun to shoot. I think I prefer the pump-action shot guns, it makes me feel more in control, plus in the movies you see the bad guys always pump their shotguns and the used ammo flies out, totally cool. That's how I think I look:-) Anyways, the story, Brian loaded up his 6 shot 20 gage, someone had put up a plastic cup on one of the branches by where we were target shooting. He took his shots hitting the cup each time and eventually knocking it off the branch and onto the ground. While I went to put the cup back on the branch, Brian re-loaded his gun for me. I put it in the soft spot of my shoulder, calmed my breathing, took my aim down the barrell of the gun and though the sight, on my first shot out, not having shot this gun for years, blew that cup right off the branch and onto the ground. So, nonchalantly, I turned around and said to Brian, "How many times did it take you to shoot that cup off the branch?" He grumbled, I don't know what he said, but I do remember my dad laughing quite a bit. We can all outshoot each other at times, but I doubt there is a family out there that can collectively out shoot us all. Dad taught us well.

Like father, like son.

Jorgi is under that dirt somewhere:-)

The Adventure Home

Apparently, those of us that did not grow up on a farm are the only ones that "MOOOOO" at the cows as you pass them on a road trip or vacation. This one was crossing Grey's River having a nice COLD drink.

This is my brother Brian's mailbox in Thayne, WY. It is very beautiful where he and my other brother James live.

Like the carburator (I think) on top?

Jorgiana and her hair. Each day up there I would do their hair, then put sunblock in the parts so they wouldn't get sunburned, then the dirt added to it would like make a paste. For the trip home I just put it in a ponytail, but she took it out and kinda messed with it while watching her movie and it stayed, hilarious.
We really wanted to make it home (12-14 hours) in one day and we could have made it, but this is what destroyed that hope. Only the LARGEST WILDFIRE in the state of Utah's history!!! Burning right next to I-15, it kept jumping back and forth across the freeway, so they had to close it down for ummm, I don't know, 5 or 6 hours. That kinda put a damper in our plans.


We are on the exit ramp going on a 2.5 hour detour, although pretty mountains, not really what we were in the mood for.
Pretty mountains along I-70 going to another highway (US 89) that leads us south again.
This is the picture of it as we make our way back to I-15 and are now about 20 min south of the fire. The red is part of the actural flames glowing in the clouds with what is left of the sunset.