
We have already had several talks with Gavin about the fact that he doesn't get to "be" anything until next Halloween. And NO we do not dress up in costumes for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Tough concept for a preschooler apparently.

We have already had several talks with Gavin about the fact that he doesn't get to "be" anything until next Halloween. And NO we do not dress up in costumes for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Tough concept for a preschooler apparently.
So, today I cast my absentee ballot and then took this incredibly attractive picture of myself, and realized a couple of things. One being that it wouldn't be a bad idea for me to actually notice what my hair looks like in the middle of the day and try to do something about it. More importantly though, that even though sometimes the choices we are given are like choosing between eating dirt and eating something worse, it is still better to make our own choice and not wait around for someone else to make it for us.
Henry wasn't as afraid of the mess, but he still was just excited to get to swing around large utensils.
Dancing Sheep (Lexi)
Running Horse (Gavin)
I loved having them each pick out their own name. Parker was really focused on being something related to Halloween coming up and Aiko and Paili are best friends so they really wanted to pick the same animal for their names. The following morning Caleb changed Gavin's name to Chief Whining Horse, which actually got him laughing instead of complaining.




The boys and I can't wait for Caleb to take us back to the Grand Canyon, but we probably won't go to do a hike like that.

Not sure if I need to say any more than what the title says. These guys just seem to be transforming right in front of my eyes. Over night Henry has become a little boy... and the crib went away. At the end of last week he started sleeping in a toddler bed. Gavin has always slept in a twin bed, but I don't think their room is big enough for 2 twin beds, and I still don't think they are big enough for bunk beds (even though Gavin asks me often if they are). He has made a seamless transition and his love for sleep has not been interupted. I just still can't believe he is so big. When Gavin hit these milestones we were so excited, but it almost brings tears to my eyes to see my little Henry snoozing away. And now when I get out the camera, he looks at me and smiles.
...looks like we are still smiling... thank goodness.
The sad part is probably that there are 2 adult women and mothers of these kids laughing in the background.. and also that we were not paying very close attention the first time they tried it, and they went flying under the front yard swing... where Henry was swinging nice and high... and Gavin ended up taking the swing full on in the head and getting knocked flat off the board. Oh well- that was before this video, so you can see that he was fully recovered. I would hate to see what these three end up doing for fun as teenagers, if this is the road they are on at 2, 3, and 4 years old.
Gavin was pretty excited to be outside and in the mountains.
And Henry made it out of this adventure with only one large forehead bruise... pretty good for him. (Yep, that is a lighter he is running with... safety first.)
Side note: Henry had his 18 month check up last week as well, and my little bruiser weighed in at only 29lbs 2 ounces and was 32.75 inches tall... he is practically a light weight, I know.
The Ugly-

This is a view of the main canyon from Bryce point as one of the storms was rolling in.
Like alot of other National Parks, Bryce has started offering shuttle service from places in and around the park. We stayed in a nice campground just outside the park, with a pool and a great grass tent camping area. We were also able to take the shuttle from there, which was super exciting for all of the kids, especially the Larson kids who had never ridden public transit except when visiting us in Salt Lake a couple of years ago. Gavin tried to pretend that he was an old pro at riding the bus and bragged to his cousins about having ridden one before. Here we are all waiting on the first day... the sunny and warm day.

Heidi and I... the photographers of the last photo.


We all survived on 2.5 mile hike which was beautiful and dropped down into the canyon. The hardest part was climbing back out at the end, since almost everyone was carrying a kid on their backs or shoulders for most of it. They all hiked really well, it was just hard to climb up the steep trail with short legs.

When the storm started to roll in, we realized that our tents had been spread out to be in the shade, but were also all sitting in low areas that would collect water. So we moved them to the highest area and grouped them together to fit under a tarp Mark had packed for just such a storm. The word tarp is kind of an understatement as the thing was about as big as my house and easily covered all 3 tents with walking room in between and a nice sitting area on one side. It was a nice tent city, and we all stayed dry and warm at night.
Then the storm rolled in... This is the view from Rainbow Point at the south end of the park. Usually you can see about 200 miles from this point... all the way to the Grand Canyon. When were were there, you could see about 20 feet, and it was freezing.
Gavin, Joshua, Hannah, Rachel and Nana.
Maybe we would have seen something like this. Caleb and Vatti did a sunset hike, and caught this amazing glimpse.
