It's Been a Awhile

It's been awhile since I've really uploaded any pictures. I realized why that is. I actually haven't taken as many lately. That is to say... January's folder in my iphoto library only had 318 pictures, as opposed the the 1000+ that I usually take. Anyway, here's our last few weeks in pictures.

We love Costco for so many reasons, not the least of which is that my kids know all about the samples and therefore will leave the house for this errand. Other stores? Forget about it. I have to prep them on Tuesday if I'd like to go on Friday. I'm trying to avoid the word errands altogether. Libby knows that means she's going to be bored to tears doing whatever it is we're doing. Shane's solution to this is to offer ice cream on every outing. I'm down for sugar, but c'mon.... This day's sample was spaghetti.

My kids love to go to the pool in Bend. It's the same pool I grew up going to. The baby pool is huge, shallow and WARM. Warm is the key and I don't blame them. We go with my friend Mo and her son Will. This was Peyton's first time with me. She did go last summer with her Aunt Juju. Check out the bikini. O. For. Cute.
The girls and I went for a walk with my friend Becky around her neighborhood, which is now not far from ours. Two whooped pups. Somebody stop me. I never tire of taking pictures of two sleeping children. It's just too good when it happens, and I want a permanent record of such peaceful moments.
New goggles for Christmas.
Rock it girl.
My mom dug up some carrots a few weeks ago from her garden. Libby loves the idea of a garden, and I suppose I should get right on that. I'm pretty sure gardening isn't my thing. But, the other night Libby climbed in bed with us. When Peyton cried too, I told Libby to stay put. When she asked why, I told her, "It's the middle of the night." She replied with a very sleepy, "Okay, I'll just be here lookin' at Grammy Jane's raspberries." My sleepy little green thumb.
Peyton gets a not-too-close snuggle in with Komen. Komen looks skeptical, doesn't she?
We stopped by the Sportsman's Show this week to say hi to a few people as they were setting up. The girls loved the fish tank full of trout.
We went home to celebrate my mom's birthday last week. Happy Birthday Grammy Jane! We started with lunch on friday at The Olive Garden, but Libby wanted to know where the cake was. She's got this birthday thing down.
Shoveling.
I'm back baby! Shane and I went to the mountain on Saturday and I'm happy to report it wasn't a disaster. I actually remember how to snowboard, and had so much fun doing it. I did have one good fall (on the back of my head, and yes, I cried. You would've too.), but picked myself up and made one more run right before heading to the lodge and finishing the day with a Bloody Mary and not-so-clear vision. Not sure what that was about, but I'm still sore and all I can say is thank God for my helmet. I'll never snowboard without one. Ever.
I took this picture at my mom's. Kindergarten. I definitely see my little one in me.
Grunden has some weird little fears, but we love him. He went through a period of time when he was afraid to get into my car. Unfortunately for me, I was about 8 1/2 months pregnant at the time, and lifting my 90 pound dog into my not-so-low car was not-so-much fun. This, only after coaxing him out from underneath my car where he'd curled up and wet himself. Oddly, since that time, he's been fine. He jumps right in, ready to go. Weird. Well, his fears are back. Last week, on the way over the mountain we heard a commotion and here came Grunden. It was funny for as long as it took to snap a picture, until we realized that he'd be Peyton's lapdog if we should need to stop quickly. I unbuckled myself and chased him into the back once again. Guess we'll have to start using his crate. Weird animal. Lucky he's loved.