Dog Days of Summer
My craft of the week: A rock that I took from Uncle Noley's Cabin. I painted it to look like a ladybug. Cool isn't it!

Here I am fishing with dad at Wasatch Mountain State Park. Don't we look cool in our shades? We are trying to look like big dragonflies so the fish won't think we are trying to catch them. Sam of course took his shades off and was throwing rocks in the pond . . . amateur.
YAAAAH, I've got a fish and dad trusts me to reel it in all by myself. The fish was jumping and everything. Dad was afraid the fish would pull the pole out of my hands. Pole-shmole . . . grab ME if the fish pulls me in.
YAAAAH, I've got a fish and dad trusts me to reel it in all by myself. The fish was jumping and everything. Dad was afraid the fish would pull the pole out of my hands. Pole-shmole . . . grab ME if the fish pulls me in.
ANOTHER ONE, YAAAAH! What form I have. Bass Masters eat your heart out.
I caught four fish in all - but this one was tiny. I threw him back in for next time.
The boys waiting on the tackle box during slow times.
Wow! Dad is really cleaning under the bed. Where are we going to hide our unwanted vegetables now? Life is so unfair!
I caught four fish in all - but this one was tiny. I threw him back in for next time.
The boys waiting on the tackle box during slow times.
Wow! Dad is really cleaning under the bed. Where are we going to hide our unwanted vegetables now? Life is so unfair!
Here we are helping dad out on laundry day. Yes, we would have already been done if Sam would stop messing up our piles. Quit laughing Sam - I want to go play. It's not fair being the oldest, parents can be slave drivers at times.
I talked dad into a slumber party in my room on Saturday night. It was GREAT! I just don't know why dad couldn't stand up straight the next day. He said it was something about being or feeling 102 . . . what ever that means.
Sam Alert: Hey everyone - finally I've been allowed to do what I want to do. Coloring is great fun! I don't why daddy didn't like me coloring the computer monitor. I thought it was an improvement! Artists are never understood.
Wow - who knew daddy could cook? He even lets me eat on my own. I think daddy should cook more often! Granted we get the same thing every night when he cooks - that might get a little old! And that would mean mommy would go out of town more often - I don't think I like that idea either. Just give me my own fork and Copper and I will be happy!
Sam Alert: Hey everyone - finally I've been allowed to do what I want to do. Coloring is great fun! I don't why daddy didn't like me coloring the computer monitor. I thought it was an improvement! Artists are never understood.
Wow - who knew daddy could cook? He even lets me eat on my own. I think daddy should cook more often! Granted we get the same thing every night when he cooks - that might get a little old! And that would mean mommy would go out of town more often - I don't think I like that idea either. Just give me my own fork and Copper and I will be happy!











Here we are at the end of a second hike. I ran all the way up the road up to the cabin. Let's just say I left the "old guys" in the dust! You can just barely see them way back down on the road behind me. Boy was I thirsty when I made it back to the cabin.
I LOVE being outside!
I love doing "big boy" things . . . anything my big brother does . . . and I love using crayons and pens (even if I do hold them upside down once in awhile)!



We had our timeshare condo up in Jackson for the week. Grandpa and Grandma G. spent a few days with us before leaving for a reunion and then to head home. This is a picture of me and Sam out in front. We ate at all our favorite eating places and shopped at all mommy's favorite shopping places.
We had to take the required picture under the Jackson Elkhorn Arch. See 











Big Horn Sheep - which are rare for us in these parks.





