We spent half of the last month on vacation. It's good to be home again!
First, we spent 8 fabulous days in Colorado with all 33 members of my immediate family. I'm the baby of 7. It was great to be with all my family again. I have to say that at 35, I'm finally outgrowing the "baby" image.
We had some great family time sharing memories. My brother Jon reminded me of the summer when I was 6 years old, when I took peeing in the pool to the next level. I started peeing my pants before I got to the pool, because I figured I'd be swimming later that day. Sounds logical for a 6 year old right?
The Jensen reunion was filled with good food & luxurious surroundings (I gotta get me one of those steam showers!). Also, I rediscovered how much I like mountain biking (I gotta get me one of those too!).
We arrived home at 11:30 on a Sunday night to a 88 degree house and I had to go to work in the morning. After 4 days of work, we were off to the Rocky Mountains again to another family reunion. Yet, this time it was the Harts (Carmen's family) and we were in Montana. A tiny mountain town at the Norteastern entrance of Yellowstone--Cooke City.
Cooke City was a riot. It's probably what Jackson Hole was like 75 years ago. A 1 room schoolhouse, 1 general store, 1 gas station, 3 restaurants, and 4 bars. The mosquitoes outnumbered humans a million to 1. I got to swim in 33F water (probably only slightly warmer) . I love that stuff. I'm always looking for a thrill that makes me feel like a 13 year old kid. We went to Yellowstone. The girls loved the animals. At one point when a buffalo was really close to our car Anna said,"Dad-roll down my window so I can say 'hi' to this buck-a-low." Classic line. We've quoted it many times since.
Toward the end, we were seriously jonesing for home. That fact, coupled with Aja & my advancing sickness, made us decide to drive the entire 13.5 hours home last Friday. We normally stop in Spokane at our friends the Rawlins. In case you're wondering, I don't recommend driving 13+ hours with 3 kids crammed in the back of a Nissan Altima. Needless to say, I was quite ill when we arrived home. In fact, actually blew chunks for the first time since 1990. My 18 year streak was broken!
So now, we're all psyched to be back home in the beautiful Northwest. Summer is perfect here and the water in Lake Sammamish is divine. I've gone for a swim almost everyday this week. Oh and just when I was thinking life couldn't get any better--we discovered that McDonalds has their soft-serve on sale for 50 cents this summer. Even 15 month old Livie got her own cone. Life is good.
Here are some of my favorite shots from the last month.
Learning about Yellowstone
Hartlings in the Beartooths
Sweetheart Aja turns 5!
Hart-Olympics Winners. Sugar high!
Yellowstone Gate: "For the Benefit and Enjoyment of the People"