Memorial Day Weekend

We had quite the eventful weekend over Memorial Day! My mom and dad came down and we had Carson for the weekend as well. Started off the weekend right, at the Bean Museum. As in, the Monte L. Bean Science museum on BYU campus. Until recently, I thought it was a museum of all different kinds of beans. And still thought it would be interesting, but wasn't dyin' to get myself over there. It was much more than beans! And the kids loved it.

These cousins adore each other. {I sorta think they might have little crushes on one other. I remember when I was tiny and had a crush on my older cousin, Ben. I was about 16. Just kidding. But still... I relate.}

I guess Lucy didn't realize, "Please do not touch," includes not picking the animals' noses. She'll try to pick your nose too if you let her. Don't you let her. Don't you dare let her.

On the way to the BYU creamery for a little ice cream.

Sunday was our little nephew Corbin's blessing. It was a beautiful blessing and a beautiful day.

Lucy and aunt Cathy, talking politics. That night she told me, "Cathy was a little more liberal on some issues than I was expecting, which was fine... just unexpected." 22 month-olds say the darnedest things. And yes, that is in fact how you spell darnedest.

Scarlett has learned to communicate extraordinarily well. She tells me she needs a diaper change by making one eye go slightly cross-eyed. Child prodigy material. Can't get enough of this little face.

Cousins, two weeks apart... Corbin Jay on his special day. Look at those cheeks!

Had to include a pic of Papa and Scarlett. Love that little white knuckle grip she's got on his shirt. So sweet.

Onto Monday! We headed down to Heidi and Steve's new place in Gunnison! Lucy could not have fit in better. She was so country... munching on raw corn :)

The neighbors down there are raising two baby raccoons. She was quite exhilarated by them. And mom washed her hands 9 times afterwards. They are mischievous, and so is Lucy. There was an instant bond. And Lucy has a bushy ringed tail, but we're having it surgically removed next week. Guess they'll always have the mischievous thing in common.

Just look at 'im. I couldn't have looked this little guy in the eye if I hadn't saved his relative that day. Still proud of it, haven't looked back since.

We ended the day with a mean game of water balloon volleyball.

And snuck through the neighbors yard to see their baby cows. Lucy was in hog heaven.

Jason grew up on a farm and is always saying he'd eventually like a bigger piece of land, some chickens and maybe a goat or two. I always thought I was a little too city slicker for it, (grew up in the heart of the sprawling metropolis Idaho Falls ), but there was something so very charming about being down in little Gunnison. Mostly the enormous state prison. No but seriously, there was. :) He might make a farmin' woman outta me afterall!