Still feeling young!!!

Do you remember when you were a young college student and had a list of crazy things you wanted to do that were against social norms? Well, I'm proud to announce that I was able to fulfill one of mine yesterday.

4. Wade into a public fountain in the middle of the day. CHECK!!!


Boston and I went with my dear friend Debbie and her two girls to get ice cream. Afterward they had a blast running all over a grassy hill nearby and up and down the stairs that opened up into a huge and beautiful fountain. After a perfect afternoon, Boston decided to throw Chloe's treasured stuffed duck into the fountain!!! I was sooooo close to retrieving it from the ledge and then I watched it slowly float into the middle. I just had no choice. Poor Chloe was going to lose her very bestest friend. So I hiked up my pant legs and stepped into the fountain. Would I have ever done it if it weren't for a 2 year old and his friend? I would like to think so, but probably not. I may have in the dark with my husband (he would totally do it). It's events like this that keep you young. Thank you Boston!!!

Ride 'em Cowboston

We spent the weekend in St. George visiting Jeremiah's family. We had the opportunity one afternoon to go horseback riding with my sister-in-law's cousins (who ride competitively in rodeo's). It was a lot of fun and Boston was enamored by the girls (as usual).







Boston peeking out of the goat pen.

Oops!!!!! Distracted mommy moment

So, I was driving south on the 405 from running errands in Newport and just thinking about life when I look in my rear view mirror and notice that Boston is CLIMBING OUT OF HIS CAR SEAT!!!!! It slowly occurs to me that this doesn't seem quite right. Than it hits (very quickly) me that I forgot to buckle him in!!!! As I'm frantically looking for an exit and exiting as fast and safely as possible he slowly moves around the back seat and sits next to his car seat with a big "This is really cool" smile on his face. I pull into a gas station and try to stop shaking and kicking myself for being so absent minded. As I struggle to buckle him in (he really wanted to stay sitting in the seat) I think about how I grew up and how our parents didn't have car seats and we would just sit in the back seat. My parents always had a volvo wagon growing up and on road trips they would fold down the seats and put a mattress down and we would lay down and play on the mattress the entire trip. I can't even comprehend doing that today, but it sure sounds like fun.

Our day at the petting zoo

What's up Doc?
B tried to strike up a conversation with this dad and was ignored (I know????) so he started to eat the carrots himself to show him how much cuter he was than the bunnies!!! So much cuter!!!

Giddy Up!



No, Boston is not smothering this Guinea Pig. He's carefully protecting him from any attack rabbits.
(No animals were harmed while shooting the pictures. . . barely).



Oh wait, these rabbits just want to kiss and cuddle.



B LOVED the train ride. His favorite part was charming the mom next to me everytime the train went around. He waved, smiled, laughed, and talked to her while I was taking pictures trying to get his attention. He's smiling at the "other" mom in all the train photos. Cute little flirt!!!



I'm the rootin tootinist.



"Mom look. A plane. Goat, what goat?"