On our last night in Utah, we finally got to see my Uncle Dan (it had been 4 whole months!) First, we took Uncles Dan and Chris for some much needed haircuts. Don't worry, I didn't get a haircut but I refuse to be left out of anything so I pretended like I did.
Then we went to Tucanos for dinner. Leave it to my Uncle Dan to choose perhaps one of the busiest (and most expensive) restaurants in Provo. It was a madhouse of endless grilled meat and plentiful salad buffet. I only managed to shatter one glass, get one cut on my face, and annoy just a few fellow diners. I'd call it a success for sure!
Some other fun habits I picked up in Utah...
Wearing other people's shoes- in particular, my Baba's slippers. They were definitely hard to walk in. You'll notice a pot of poinsettias in the background of this picture. They were a good indication of the state of disarray my Mama De's house was in. Which was good for me, I got to watch A TON of Dora while my mom was busy cleaning.
Another bad habit I picked up while in Utah- picking my nose. I've been doing it so much lately, that I fell asleep one night with my finger up my nose. My great Aunt Marie had a good suggestion for my mom to distract me. However, I soon realized that every time my mom asked me where my hands were, she didn't really want to know... she just wanted me to stop picking my nose. Now I just ignore her and keep on mining away.
Some other fun things we did while in Utah...
- Took several walks with Baba, Mama De and Chris
- Played the new Mario Kart for Wii with Chris
- Watched episodes of Planet Earth and got overly excited about each and every "AN-MAL"
- Wore out my Great-Grandma Tueller with tons and tons of playing
- Went to a UVSC baseball game
- Ate BYU creamery ice cream
- Ate Sub Zero ice cream which stinks in comparison
- Had a delicious Cafe Rio lunch with my great-grandparents and Baba
- Played in the snow on May 1st... yes, May 1st.
My parents didn't even realize anything was wrong until the three of us woke up this morning covered in blood.
But I'm doing alright, practicing my somersaults like it ain't no thing.
And occasionally I get so worked up that I forget the crawling into bed part. When my mom and dad come to check on me and have trouble opening the door, they know I've fallen asleep on the ground... with Dora and my sippy of course.
So I was reading up the other day on that California Supreme Court decision that recognizes a right for gay people to get married, because. . . you know. . . I like to keep up with the kind of world that I am going to grow up in. I found this article that links that decision to other marriage restrictions - like the one forbidding cousins to marry. No offense to my other cute cousins, but if we were allowed to "keep it in the family," I'd want to marry Zanya. She comes from a good family (unlike the rest of you hoodlums), she's super cute, she's quiet when I'm too loud, she never steals my Dora doll, the babies would be so cute we'd hardly notice the tail and webbed toes and we already have a good picture for our wedding announcements. Maybe we'll be able to elope to California...
Its official- I AM A BIG BOY. Tonight by parents took down my crib and set up my brand new bed. Right now, its just two twin mattresses on top of each other but when we move to Tucson, I'm going to get a bunk bed. Eventually my little brother and I will have the ultimate boys' room.
Wearing other people's shoes- in particular, my Baba's slippers. They were definitely hard to walk in. You'll notice a pot of poinsettias in the background of this picture. They were a good indication of the state of disarray my Mama De's house was in. Which was good for me, I got to watch A TON of Dora while my mom was busy cleaning.
Another bad habit I picked up while in Utah- picking my nose. I've been doing it so much lately, that I fell asleep one night with my finger up my nose. My great Aunt Marie had a good suggestion for my mom to distract me. However, I soon realized that every time my mom asked me where my hands were, she didn't really want to know... she just wanted me to stop picking my nose. Now I just ignore her and keep on mining away.
Some other fun things we did while in Utah...
Pre-jump Rachel.
Pre-jump Rachel hanging there and waiting to be pulled up.
I can't remember the exact height, but it was HIGH!
Flying ALL OVER Farmington... or whatever North Salt Lake neighborhood that is.
She had to grab a big stick to slow herself down once it was all over. I gotta wonder if she was sore the next day. Crazy... just crazy.
Here's the slow moving car that I tolerated but did not fully enjoy.
Here I am with my cousins Will and Joel. I liked this ride a lot until it started moving.
Will and I are on The Guppy... and I'm clinging to the side for dear life.
This ride looked particularly wimpy so I thought I could handle it. Nope, the operator had to stop mid ride and take me off.
I even panicked a little on the Carousel.
Despite her better judgment, my mom decided to crash the fancy Singer-Clark graduation dinner at Carrabbas and (gasp) she brought me, her obnoxious toddler, along. She was the only non-family member and I was the only baby there (awkward). But because Jen and Julia are practically family anyways, and because Phil is so awesome with kids, everyone had a great time. Thank you Clarks and thank you Phil!!!
Seriously, if anyone should be procreating, its this guy and not that loser who knocked Jamie Lynn Spears up. Hopefully he will pass on his love for outrageously cool dress shirts.
