Yikes!

Summer has come and gone with a bang. Training at 5:30 am, in the pool for lessons by 10 am, out just in time for Travis to hand off Schro on his way to school, moving to a new apartment, family vacations, hosting nieces and nephews... Needless, to say we were very busy this summer. We did manage to sneak in a few fun things... and I have the pix to prove it!

Cousin Ally here for a visit. We had so much fun.
Can you see the joy on this kids face? Thank you MOnterey Bay Aquarium for being amazing.
My Nephew Carter visiting from Florida. Here is help us move, but instead we decided to go to SF with Uncle Jay. My question to Travis was " how do we raise kids like him?" he is pretty much perfect.
UNcle, Schro and Carter hanging with the hippies at Dalores Park.

Goodbye Summer 09!

Happy Father's Day! ( just a bit late )

There are many reasons why I love Travis. Being a great Daddy is just one. Every year Father's Day turns out not to be the great celebration I want it to be for him, but I hope he knows how much we love him by what we do each day...

1 st Birthday fun!

Its all about the cake right. Thanks to his talented Aunts Schroeder dined on a scrumptrulescent ice cream layer cake. He didn't seem to want to go further than the Ganache frosting... he is truly my son!

We had a special performance by "Gonzo" featuring Grandpa and the Grandkidz. It was full of magic, intrigue and rocking music.
" IIIIII ..... am a Puuuu- ppet of constant sorrow..."
Is there any question who Rhyan's favorite cousin is? I think not...

pics just for fun

This is the  child who won't sit still for anything, except for food...maybe! but golf! c'mon.

This is baby business casual at its finest.

The Great escape! This is a typical diaper change around our house.

Schro is learning to feed himself and he loves it. I, on the other hand, feel like he can wait a few more years!

Afternoon church + 10 month old baby = Disaster ( what you can't see is that travis is just as tired)

sunday is a day rest...

Recently I got called into the Primary as 2nd counselor. I was very comfortable in my previous calling and was resigned to the fact that I would never be in a leadership role. I felt good about this. Maybe too good...

Two weeks into the calling our Primary President and secretary ( who by the way are the only two with primary experience) decide to go out of town and leave the 1st counselor and myself alone to run things. Still feeling completely overwhelmed by the calling itself, when all I had to do was monitor the hallways, I knew we were in trouble.

To sum up: our chorister had a near asthma attack from strong perfume and walked out of singing time 4 min. into primary, teachers were missing (as always) and upset because I wouldn't let them leave their classes unattended to go to the combined meeting, and we had visitors who broke down in tears in the middle of sharing time for no apparent reason.

this is one of my favorite movie clips and only jack black can describe the anticipation I felt looking forward to the end of church yesterday...

 

Watch out seattle

Oh how I love thee southwest let me count the ways...

1. I love thee for having a half off sale on your tickets to seattle, allowing me to see two of my dearest friends.

2. I love the flight attendant who offered to hold a very wiggily boy while i went to the bathroom.

3. I love the desk attendant who told me my returning flight was almost empty and I could bring my son's car seat on board. Which allowed him ( and I) to snack, read and nap in peace. Him, free from my controlling arms and me, free from his constant wiggling.

Some may say that cat's don't need whisperers. I disagree. 

Some may say cat's don't need argyle sweaters. I disagree. 

Some also may say tourists should be able to pet and take pictures of cats for free. I also disagree and happily paid $1 to experience this whispered cat.

No Matter where a gum alley is, it's still a gum alley.

I will forever regret throwing my gum out 2 mintues before I saw this...

If regular broccoli and this broccoli met up in an alley and decided to fight. I am pretty sure we all know who would win.

Bubble tea:

it's not tea, it's a smoothie

it's not bubbles, it's black balls of jelly tapioca

it's not enjoyable, it's confusing, frustrating, and so fun!

Indiana Jones & the last geo-cache

Are these boys the cutest or what? This was the only picture of them looking the same way, so sorry Mitchell!  (Schro with cousin mitchell -  only 4 months apart.)

We headed out with GPS in hand to find some hidden treasures. I totally scored with this 8 sided die.

Irene picked up a toy quad-runner for mitchell. Mitchell was more than pleased with her choice. score!

Instead of Indiana Jones its mitchell and instead of a big boulder its a stability ball. Our version is way better.