Archive | December, 2008

Merry Christmas!

24 Dec

We’re lame and didn’t send out holiday cards this year. So for the 5 of you that actually check our site…Merry Christmas! May Santa bring you all that you’ve been wishing for. We wish you health and happiness for 2009! May this year be even better than the last!

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The Great Outdoors

22 Dec

Over Thanksgiving weekend we headed out to the desert to go camping. As some of you might recall, we took Ava last year at Thanksgiving. We weren’t too sure how she would do this time around. She’s older and more mobile, but we thought we’d give a shot.

So we arrived at the desert around midnight. She was sound asleep in the truck. We set up the camper and once everything was situated we moved her inside. The next morning we woke up and she sits up and says, “I camping!” She had the biggest smile on her face. So I unzip the window of the camper so she can see outside and of course she wants to go out. So we bundle her up and take her out and she’s walking around in what is, essentially, a giant sandbox. She says to me, “Park. BIG PARK!” We collected rocks and did some exploring.
Then it was time for her nap. Again I wasn’t sure how she would do in a place she wasn’t familiar with. I take her inside and put her down in the bed and tell her it’s time to take a nap. I walk outside and I’m talking to Mike and look over just in time to see Ava fall out of the bed onto the ground outside. Basically the pop up campers are just tent walls over the bed. Yep…she fell out. She hits the ground and then looks up at me and says, “Mommy, I fall out.” I said, “You sure did.” She said, “I okay.” She wiped off her hands and we took her back inside, put her in a different bed and she went down for her nap. I’ve include the picture below so you can get an idea of how far she fell.
And here’s the little angel napping…
The next great adventure was making smores. Sometimes I forget how literal kids are. I told her earlier to stay away from the fire because it was hot. So when it was time to roast marmallows this is as close as she would get…
We’re fully aware now that we are definitely raising a tomboy at the moment. She couldn’t get enough of the dirt. At one point I look over and she’s just laying in the dirt…rolling around. Later on in the evening she’s picking up handfuls of dirt and rubbing it in her hair saying, “I washa my hair.” We wouldn’t have it any other way. The trip was wonderful and we will definitely be doing it again soon! Here’s the link to all of the pictures on Thanksgiving and of the trip: