Nothing is more fun than to watch the world through my kid’s eyes. Scout was in pure heaven with all of the new things he was able to do and see. One thing that was verified on this trip was that he is one fearless little boy. Whether it was climbing huge rocks, hopping into freezing water, or climbing shaky fences near waterfalls that are above a 100 foot drop, he is up to the task. It was also confirmed to me that Navy is a very good-natured little thing. She was totally pleasant the whole time, and I was lucky enough to sleep with her all three nights, and she is the best coozier!
Ickity Dickity Dock playing in the river rocks. And having a little taste.
His jeans and tennis shoes didn’t stop him from going into the freezing cold water for a three hour session of fun.
The only complaining came when he fell in from the pretty heavy current, and I had to rescue him with a stick.
His hike to Vernal Falls and the Mist Trail. According to Micah — he loved it.
Steps on the half dome hike. They are half the size of his body!
The little climber discovered this rock on the last day with Kate and Ezra. They loved it.
Navy and Micah playing.
Hiking and talking to himself amongst the Sequoias was slow going, but he was having a great time, so I didn’t want to rush him too much.
Mirror Lake Hiking. He reminds me of leprechaun.
Our kids played so hard, that they were wiped by the afternoon. Even the parents were usually checking into bed by about 9:30. Here are a few moments of giving into the exhaustion.
After a bike ride and three hours of freezing cold river fun, Scout just sat on a log in utter exhaustion.
A few moments later, both boys were either deep in prayer or sleeping. My guess is the latter.
Even after transferring them, they both slept another hour or so.
During the same bike ride.
After the bike ride. Poor little Ivy seems to be a good pillow for Navy.
This tummy sleeper didn’t even have the energy to turn over.
Within the first ten minutes of being in Yosemite, we were taking pictures. Our was fine:
When the Zimms took theirs, Jim accidentally dropped Kate’s shoe down the very steep slope behind us. Kate’s tears and Miss Zimms frustration got him to go down to retrieve it.
Little did we know that he is totally scared of heights. And even if you weren’t, this drop was a little sketchy.
Even fearless Scout was worried for Jim. Look at his face!
The second classic came when in one fell swoop, Adrienne fell off her bike, and in the background, Jim was walking his due to complications. Micah just yelled out, “get a picture of the whole pathetic family” — so I did. Micah…you are too kind.
Every time Navy gets excited about something, she opens her mouth as big as possible like this:
It just so happens that she is constantly opening her mouth big to Nonnie. I’m not sure when the love came, but Little Icka loves her “Na Na”. I wonder if I should be sad that she said Nonnie’s name before Mama?
I’m not.
(Notice no bow…..the little twirp won’t keep one in right now!)
Apparently Micah was a crazy baby. Glad to see history repeat itself in the form of Baby Icka. The girl who will never keep a bow in her hair. The girl who grunts whenever she wants something. The girl who climbs anything she is near. The girl who won’t sit still on my lap for more than a minute before she starts arching. Talk about a mover and a shaker. This girl NEVER stops! So when I had my mom take her downstairs, while I finished getting my Sunday best on, I understood what I saw. So what if it is a crockpot that’s slowing this wild girl down for a few seconds. Notice I said seconds and not minutes!
Sidenote: I am not dreaming this up. At church today, one sweet lady told me I needed a cage for her.
My finger in the ears trick is working out pretty good. He is saying “mommy, will you please _________” and then afterwards, he says, “Thank you Mommy”. It is so stinking cute. But nothing is cuter that when he is really trying to be good, and I ask him to do something, and he excitedly says, “sure mommy!” I melt. The best is when he wakes up in a really good mood, and I get an entire morning of sure mommies. We are totally best friends!
Trey’s birthday party was possibly Megan’s best to date. There was food for days (all spooky themed), make your own glow-in-the-dark slime, a spook alley where the teenagers dressed up to scare the kids, (and I was the creepy tour guide telling them about the spirits who were upset that a house was built upon their ancient indian burial ground — can you imagine??? Oh yeah Zimms —- you can!) What a night! And total props to Trey for letting his 2 year old cousin tag along for the festivities. When I thanked Trey for letting Scout be a part of it all, he was confused. He loved Scout being there, and didn’t know there was another way? Trey is a party animal, and lives by the philosophy….the more the merrier.
These teens just had some practice of their own at Knott’s Scary Farm, and reenacted like champs!
Every tombstone had one of our names on it, and a poem about how we died. Scout was eaten by a trout, and Navy drowned in Gravy. Megan — you are out of control!
It wasn’t a dress up party, but Scout and I are always looking for a reason to whip out a costume. So Captain Underpants made another appearance.
Scout’s favorite part of the night was putting masks on and scaring everyone. I particularly like the last one of his great, great, great grandfather. It was his favorite too!
The next morning, he got up and dug through his goodie bag for a few hours. I love that he is at the age where everything is new and cool.
Sweets tried spaghetti noodles for the first time and loved them. My thoughts – they were a little messy, and I was glad we omitted the sauce. She had the slurping down to a science, and at one point I started to pull one out of her mouth. With only an inch exposed, I pulled slowly so I didn’t break the noodle, and I ended pulling the entire noodle out. The funny thing is that after spaghetti night, Sis knows how to drink out of a straw. Looks like her slurping practice carried over. Look at her in action: (I love that she always has a death grip with both hands on the food while she munches away. This can be expected at every meal.)
I have always been known to have good hair. It is fairly thick and has decent body. Unfortunately after I got married, my hair gets no love. Micah has taken over. Weather it is McDreamyish when he has gel in it, or asian afroish when he lets it go, he is the hair comment hog. I will admit, Micah does have pretty amazing hair.
I always wonder if Scout and Navy will Micah’s or my hair. Scout looks like he will have mine, and I think Sis got her dads. When Micah was a baby, his hair stuck straight up like grass, and Navy’s is kind of starting to do the same — especially in the back. Time will tell, but I can’t even wait to play and style her locks in a few years!
Don’t you love that lucky swirl in the front! Scout still kisses it for good luck!
Sis has had a few bruises due to bathtub falls, and scratches due to my lack of cutting her nails in a timely manner. But her first real booboo happened yesterday. She hurt her toe, and it was bleeding everywhere. Sadly, I don’t even know what happened. She didn’t make a peep when she got hurt. I found out because I had blood on me and traced it back to her. Scout was beside himself with excitement that Sis got to have a Bandaid. Then he started to tell me about every single booboo he has had in the past. (He knew almost every one!) He was trying to con me into giving him a Bandaid, especially when he told me that his booboo on his knee was still pink. It was tough, but I am proud to say that I didn’t give in. Scout is walking around sans Bandaid.
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