oh. my. gosh. i haaaven't blogged in, like, furever, you guiysss!
did your brain translate that into ashley's voice? mine too.
speaking of ashley, when i saw that the bachette was a rerun this week it felt like a gift. a gift just for me. i was thrilled. so thank you abc. from the bottom of my heart.
i have a lot of pictures to post. none of you will care unless you are my sister. however, if you do decide to stick around i promise to include some incredibly interesting commentary to go along with said pictures.
so lets get started.
here is one of c in my aviators. you know, just your standard baby-in-aviators picture.
so my aunt has a condo in snowbird. she invites us to come up every summer. it's tradition. TRADITION! we had muy fun. and snowbird is gorg.
c got to go swimming for the first time. she likey.
can you handle this cuteness? as beyonce would say, "i don't think you can handle it." i know i can't.
my mom told me that when i was c's age she took me to a swimming class. that sounds dumb to me. then she told me that they would have you dunk your baby under water because, you know, babies hold their breath under water. i was like, wtf mom? trying to drown me before i even reached 1 year? anyways, here is my mother and aunt trying to recall the infant swim class lessons that they learned from 28+ years ago.
c was loving it.
this is my sweet mother and sweet aunts playing with c in the pool. i love this picture.
i also got to hang out with my extremely tan cousins. forgot to take pictures of them because i'm a dumb dumb.
and here is one with b and c. this was right before we got kicked out of the completely empty "spa" for having a child under the age of 18 with us. i'm pretty sure the kid who kicked us out was under the age of 18. don't get me started.
so snowbird was fun.
on our way home we stopped at the hpc. that stands for holladay pizza and creamery. if you were curious - this consists of frozen pizza warmed up and some pretty standard frozen yogurt. and anything you purchase there will show up as plumbing specialists on your bank statement. which is not skethcy at all.
it's been getting hotter and hotter in the slc. i freaking loathe the heat. i don't loathe bob's brain freeze though. in fact, i love it. so we got one.
and ate it in the shade.
side note. c loves brandon. like seriously loves him. she gets so sick of me by the end of the day that she refuses to even glance in my direction when he is home. can you tell from this picture?
c loved her first snow cone.
speaking of snow cones, this made me laugh:
the snow cones is in his beard you guys! ha!
and then july 4th came. here we are at the neighborhood july 4th breakfast. it's tradition. TRADITION!
then we went to b's family cabin in kamas.
i hate nature. but i try to fake it for my child's sake. i want to her to choose for herself. however, i think her disgust for this flower gave me some hope that she may follow in my footsteps. fingers crossed.
we finished off the night with some fireworks. c was mesmerized. for 7 seconds. i think fireworks are boring and dumb. which is why i can't believe that i insisted that we stay up to watch them. we learned a valuable lesson that night. the lesson being, don't put 11 month-olds to bed at 11pm. just trust me. don't.
overall, a perfect weekend. so perfect, infact, that c wanted to wear her 'perfect' shirt to remember it by.
hope you all had a happy 4th.