On the 24th we went on a hike with the kids. It was hot and we went somewhere we haven't been before. The trail was downhill to begin, and that is never a good thing. We used up all our energy on the way out and had none on the way back, going up hill. Kieryn was a trooper and hardly cried at all. I made sure that she was well hydrated and gave her little snacks along the way. When we finally got back to the car we were all spent. Kieryn got cranky, and five minuets after we started home she upchucked everything. Blec. It must have been an entire gallon of urp. Lets just say it wasn't a pleasant ride home. She was fine the rest of the day although. It must have been motion sickness from being in the back pack I guess.

Kieryn loves books. Mailey is a great big sister. She is always playing with Kieryn or entertaining her.

Jackson's Baptism

I can't believe my second born is eight. That makes me feel old. It was good day for all of us. Jackson said afterward that "Getting baptized is fun!" I think it may have been because he got a lot of cards and presents more than the baptism itself. Who doesn't like presents? We love you Jackson, and are so proud of you.

Cute Baby

I just thought that these were cute pic's of Kieryn. She won't keep headbands in anymore, so I snapped these before she could get it out.

Kieryns first time at a splash pad

On our trip to St. George we had to visit the splash pad, it was sooo hot. Kieryn loves water. Anytime she gets in the tub or anywhere near water she washes her hair with it. It's really cute, until she finds that water from out of the toilet. Hey, at least she's not drinking it though. I know most of these pictures are of Kieryn, but she is just so fun to see experiencing everything for the first time.

Graduation for Cole

So it has been a while since I updated. Cole graduated from preschool. Here he is in his graduation hat. What a cutie.

A bad night and then some.

So we went to St.George last Sunday. It. Was. Hot. I got a cold, Cole got a cold, Mailey got a cold, and so did Scott. How is that possible? It seems backwards-no? We stayed at the Ramada, for the first night. I have a sister who lives there but my parents were staying with her. I don't sleep well away from home. Kieryn does not sleep well away from home. We all shared a room. Kieryn cried from about ten until eleven p.m. Then when I thought she'd finally fallen asleep, I closed my eyes and drifted into almost a slumber. Every fifteen minuets she'd scream like a bottle rocket and send us all into the ceilling. Man, where do my kids get that genetic anomaly? It's not really even human the way they scream. Anyway after about ten times of that torture, I couldn't sleep at all. I tossed, I turned, I sweat, and couldn't breath out of my nose. Some members of my family started a harmony of heavy breathing. That was helpful too. At about four a.m. I zonked. About an hour later, I was roused with a tickling up my arm. I brushed it away, still groggy, and went back to sleep. Five minuets later, that tickle was back only on my neck. This time I shot up grabbing the impostor and tossing the unknown creature across the room. It felt big,I screamed. Now I know where my offspring get it. So now I had the hebbies, and there was no way I was going back to sleep. I made Scott get up and help me search for the offender. We found it, it was a cockroach. It still makes me shutter, I am all itchy just writing about it. Now I know your thinking that the Hotel was a dive, but it wasn't I assure you. Just F.Y.I though, don't stay there. When I complained to the Manager, this is what she told me. "Just so you know, cockroaches are all over St. George." Not, I'm sorry we'll give you a discount or we will comp your room, or give you a free night. Really!? Have they never heard of pest control? I don't care if they have a whole nest of roaches living in the yard they should not be crawling all over me in my hotel room. Jeez people, when did the rule the customer is always right die? I am severely disappointed, and totally grossed out. Let's just say I am tramatized and am not sure I can ever stay in a hotel again.