Camping!

This year at the King reunion in Idaho both the boys were at a great age for Cherry Creek camping.  And although I was a little queasy and easily drained, I suprised myself by having a great time as well.  

Cherry Creek is a dreamland for little boys.  It has everything you could possibly think of for camping fun.

Lots of rocks for throwing into the creek.

A bridge for endless hours of crossing entertainment. 

Mountains to climb.

And the creek is perfect for wading and splashing in.  Although it is freezing.  I remember when I was little thinking that the creek was always super deep and rushed crazy fast, but really not so much.  It was perfect for the boys to play in.

Camers is a barefoot boy.  He always preferred to have his shoes off.

These buckets provided lots of entertainment too.  And also lots of messes.

This is actually a "clean" picture of Jace.  For most of the three days of camping he was covered in dirt from head to toe.

Because he made things like "soup"

And then would dump it out right onto his legs.  Nice. 

There is also nothing quite like Cherry Creek dirt.  It's perfect for dumping into your brother's hair.

And for pouring all over yourself.

Here Jace is with a shovel full of dirt and my cousin's cute little girl, Kelsey.  How badly do you think Jace wanted to dump that in her hair?

He stood eyeing her for about three minutes with me sending him my most dangerous looks.  Finally I couldn't stand the tension and took his shovel away.

Here is Camers with his "flirty shy" smile.  

And flirty side way glances at the pretty girls who tried to get him to smile at them.

Some of that is dirt and some of that is cake.  Who knows which is which.  Jace certainly didn't care.

Cam was not a big fan of the sticky marshmallow on him.   

Also on our trip he decided to enter a huge fit throwing phase.  He would fling himself to the ground and writhe around like a worm, screaming.  Even in the rocks and dirt.

Here I set him off because I wouldn't let him climb up with the hill with Jace and Uncle Randall.

So finally I told him to go for it.

Which resulted in this cry of defeat.

My Uncle Allen has a farm.

With horses and goats and cows.

The horses were a little too friendly.

The cows were too scary.

But the goats were just right!

I have no picture for this, but today I took the boys to the pediatrician for both of their well visits.  Jace had to get 4 shots.  I felt very sorry for the nurse and also any one waiting with their kids in the waiting room.

Jace started screaming like he was being tortured as soon as the nurse walked in and he realized what was about to happen.

I had to hold down with my legs and arms and then he started screaming, "PLEASE, NO! HELP! PLEASE NO!  PLEASE HELP HELP HELP HELP!  PLEASE STOP!"

With each shot he squealed in pain, each time louder than the last.

When it was over and I let him go and told him they were done, he instantly dried up and said, "Now I can get a sticker.  That was just a little bad."

My boys love tomatoes!!

We just returned from an extremely long, fun, and exhausting trek across the country.  Aunt Melanie let Jace pick lots of cherry tomatoes from her garden before we left and they were a big hit.

The boys ate them like candy. 

Also this was at the beginning of the drive.  That's why they look so happy.

When I get behind on blogging I'm not very good at catching up.  But here are some highlights of the last few months.  

Jace turned 4.  Yay Jace!

He was delighted with all of his presents.  I love how happy he gets and how much enthusiasm he shows for everything.  Even though later he breaks it all. 

It was also special because his best buddy cousin Bowman was in town and got to celebrate with him.

I have lot of cute pictures of the four cousins playing. . . but the thought of going through them all and picking the good ones is what makes me not want to post anything.  So perhaps I'll do that some other time. 

While Emily and her kids were here visiting we went to a family reunion and rented a pontoon boat.  Everyone had a blast.  Even Camers, who slept like this in Popa's lap pretty much the entire time. 

Also we docked at a shore of an island (I think) and as I was sitting there enjoying the view Jace came up from behind and said, "Look I found some dinosaur bones!"  I turned around to see him holding up this entire rotted skeleton of some kind of lizard.

I screamed, of course, and made him drop it.  After I ran a few feet away, that is.

And this guy tried to keep up with Jace and Bowman, and had fun playing with McKeanzie.  Also he just turned two, but more about that later.

Also some other exciting news is that baby number 3 will be here in January!  Camers wants a "bruder like Jace" and Jace wants a sister.   We'll find out in about four who weeks who will get their way. 

I'm all for a girl. . . but then I will have to change the name of this blog.