We leke tee eat, eat, eat...

There's a new little ice cream place (Lanta's) that opened up near our house and they were doing half price on their opening weekend, so we thought we'd check it out. Their specialty is frozen custard, and we got the girls a raspberry to try. It was a success. And a pink mess.

Mmm... custard...

Gimme more custard!

Gee, thanks mom and dad! That custard was so good, I'll put it all over my face!!!

What do you mean, it's gone?!

Whoa... custard overload.

The Corn Cob Fiasco

I'm not sure what it is, but both my girls around 6 months old could suck a corn cob until they were blue in the face.

Caught in the act.


They love each other.

She even got corn nobbies all over her legs.


There it is.

PMAA Lagoon Day

Every year, the Policeman's Mutual Aid Association (of which Jeff is a member) does a Lagoon Day. It's pretty sweet because it's only $20 for admission, and that includes an all-you-can-eat barbecue for dinner, plus they do raffle prizes, etc. I was so excited to go, because the past two summers we went each year, but I was pregnant both years. (Even on our spring vaca, despite being non-pregnant, I just had to stay with my new baby all the time.) I've had to go and watch people for years now-finally my turn. My sister Mal came with us, but there were no other takers, so the 3 of us did the baby shuffle all day long. (I could tell Mal got pretty tired of it, but she never complained and stuck it out.) I got to go on a few big rides, finally, and there was also a travelling show, Cirque L'Orage that we stayed to see. It wasn't quite Cirque du Soliel caliber, but the same type of thing and very cool nonetheless. It was a loooooong day, and I was very glad we went and stuck it out, but I said to Jeff at the end of the night, "I wouldn't be sad if we never came back til our youngest was about 2 or 3." He agreed.

Mommy and her little two-piecers cooling down mid-day.

Aunt Mar Mar was a big help.

Amelie dancing along to one of the (not so qualitized) shows.

Climbing on the fence. Right before she let go of said fence and went straight backwards and cracked, I mean HEAR THE CRACK, her head on the pavement. Dirty looks abounded.

It makes me sad that when Alisa sees the camera, she screws up her face in intense concentration and desire to chew it, because she really has such a pretty face.

A little better. She was fairly cheerful in the hot day.


I put Amie on the boats, which she was way excited for. She was all happy til I had to leave, but by the time she was coming around full circle, she was driving and playing.

Until she spotted me!

Then when she started to pass by me, full-on scream-crying. The cycle would repeat with every lap. Again, many people stared.

Day Out on the Town

We decided one day to pack the girls up and take the Trax to the downtown library's storytime. Lots of work for mom and dad, but totally worth it, I think.
Amie totally dug the train.

Her initial feelings about story time (which has more singing and playing than stories for her age.)

Slowly warming up to the bubbles.

No, I love them!

Having a blast in the tunnels.

Chillaxin'.

Little did she know that the water doesn't just fall straight down, it sprays out, too.

The Blaaaaaaaaaaze

The Blaze is the Utah arena football team. We especially enjoy going to the games because it's football (my fave) on a more basketball pace (Jeff's fave.) We got to go free this last week because they were honoring police officers and firefighters (and our friend is interning for the Blaze.) We were excited but a little nervous, as we've never taken the girls. As you can imagine, it was very loud, and in the evening, so the girls struggled a little. Lisie was just tired, but once we finally got her to sleep, she was no prob. Amie didn't like the noise, but she looooooved the Chick-Fil-A cows that came around (she kept pointing at them, laughing and saying "mooooo" then trying to follow them) and the free ice cream we got.

As it turns out, it wasn't the girls we needed to worry about, it was the mascot! See, it wasn't what I'd call packed at this game, so we had excellent seats, and Harley, the mascot, spent lots of time nearby in the lower bowl. For some ingenious reason, he decided he did not want to throw the Tshirts, but launch them in a cannon. But wait, you say. Wasn't everyone real close by in the lower bowl? Why yes, everyone was. Including ME, when he decided to shoot the cannon not into the air, but directly at my face. I saw it coming at the last second, but had my feet up on the chair in front of me, with the baby laying on my lap, so needless to say I did not get out of the way in time. I did, at least, turn my head away and the whistling Tshirt broad-sided my head between my cheek and ear. I saw stars and was instantly bawling from the blow. Luckily, I had smuggled in a cold Dr. Pepper and promptly put it on my face. We thought I was going to be black and blue it was so bad! I am however, still a very white pink white-faced person, my face is just tender. The people behind me were like "I guess you should get the Tshirt since it hit your face." Uh, yeah, thanks! Good times.

The offending T-shirt.

See the fat-purply-redness where it hit me?

Lisie Bear

Amie kept doing the cutest things, but my camera would never snap fast enough before she'd turn her head, so here's one with her face at least, sorry it's blurry. I think this is where she's imitating the Blaze dancers.

Papa

The Great Outdoors

On one of Jeff's days off, I decided we needed to take advantage of the cooler weather and go outside before it got too blazing hot. We grabbed the front- and back-carriers, the babies, a few snacks and went to Ensign Peak. If you don't know, this is a relatively short hike (3mi roundtrip) and I wouldn't say it is difficult, but it is UP all the way there. I strapped on Alisa and Jeff strapped on Amie AND the diaper bag, and we took off. (I think I had the better deal-not only was Lisie lighter, but her carrier straps on the front. It balanced me going uphill.) Both girls seemed to enjoy it-especially Alisa. She is always very happy when we are outside. I love it! So slowly (for mom) but surely, we made our way to the top. Right before we got to the top, the frigid wind set in. Poor little babies! Red cheeks and runny noses had us going down real quick-we didn't get to spend as much time as I'd liked up top. Jeff volunteered to carry both babies down. That could not have been fun, but he said it was easier than one cause they balanced him out. Hey, I packed our bag down! :) It actually was really fun. I'm excited to take advantage of the summer weather with two darling babies!

Here is the proof.

Note the nasty gray clouds. Pretty view, though. It sprinkled for 2 minutes.
Chivalrous daddy.
Plum wears a girl out, working so hard!



This was in my yard-HELLO, no wonder I can't get rid of the weeds in my lawn-that dandelion's as big as my hand!!


And in other outdoor news, the other day, Amie was playing outside. (I close the yard gate, and leave the door open, and she'll always say hi every few minutes.) She had been quiet for awhile, so I went to check it out and found her on her knees, intent on something in her hand. Upon closer inspection, I see a snail shell in one hand, and goo on the other. She kept sticking her finger in the shell, pulling it out with fresh goobers and wiping it on the driveway. Oh. My. Gross. I wanted to barf. She thought it was super cool. Super-Ew.


Note the slime she already wiped on the ground.

Now, who needs boys with a girl like that?

Princess Happenings

Alisa is past her 4 month mark now, and so I went for the first rice cereal feeding. We've been kind of anxious for this time, hoping it might reduce some of her spit-up and reflux issues. I think it was still early-she really didn't know what to do at all! Of course, it'll take some time/practice, but I haven't tried again since that first time. :/ I love her faces, so classic.



My other princess has been pretty delightful lately. She has quite a strong affection for her Barbies, and also just really learned about nigh-night. Here, she decided the step was a bed and had her Barbies go nigh-night.

She thought she'd lay down with them, too. :)

Cuh-wer

Amelie has really been into imitation a lot lately. She watches whatever I do and tries/wants to do it, too. One day, she threw such a fit about my makeup that I put mascara on her (well, sort of. Pretty impossible with a wiggly toddler, but she thought I did.) Then, tonight, Jeff found Amie and her favorite baby doll like this:


She made herself pretty just like mommy's makeup... except with permanent marker. She was so proud of her cuh-wering (coloring.) At least she likes to help clean up her messes almost as much as she likes to make them.

Nice.

Pretties!

We needed a new family picture, so went to get that taken care of. And OF COURSE they have to take 6 different poses, and OF COURSE some of them were too adorable, so OF COURSE we bought much more than we planned. (We didn't buy any of Amie, cause we bought LOTS of poses of her a few months ago.) Here's the result:







My goodness, is it difficult to get 2 little ones to smile together!