Sophie's Special Treat

You know, I kind of felt bad that I had blogged about Maggie and Hannah's birthdays, but hadn't published anything about Sophie's birthday. As it turns out, that was a good thing. Don't get me wrong, Sophie had a great backwards birthday party with lots of fun friends. But, on the 7th of July, my Mom came over and said "Hey, come to Disneyland with us." They were leaving in half an hour. "No," I said, "I can't afford it and what will I do with the kids." An hour later, we were all packed and walking out the door. Hannah and Maggie went to the Smalleys for a fun filled weekend with Allison. Caleb was camping at a Fathers and Sons outing with my Dad, Aaron, and my sister's husband and kids. So, Sophie, Katrina, and I went to Disneyland with my sister, her little girl, my Mom, and my aunt. Sophie had lots of fun.

Here we are on the first day, heading into the park. Yes, Sophie got her own stroller.

We started out in California Adventure. While my aunt and sister were getting tickets for the World of Color show that night, my mom and I took the kids to the Redwood Adventure area to climb around.

Sophie and Katrina on some rocks. I told Katrina to take her binky out and smile.

Katrina loved putting her hand on the wall in the Brother Bear cave. Apparently her sister animal is a deer.

One of the things I like about CA Adventure is Bug's Life Land. It is fun to see all the big things that make you feel small. Sophie liked it best of all. She even requested a Bug's Life ride as her last ride of the evening.

Yumm! Candy corn!!

World of Color was fantastic. The fountains were so pretty and the way they lit everything up with colored lights was amazing.

My niece, sister and mom waiting for World of Color to start.
Look Mom, pretty!

After a super late night, we got up early the next morning so we could be in Disneyland when they opened. As we walked along Main Street, all the shopkeepers were out waving at us with giant Mickey hands. We rode all the Fantasy Land rides that morning. There weren't many people and we were able to walk on to almost everything.

You gotta ride Dumbo. Sophie steered--up and down, up and down.

Here's a side of my mom you weren't aware of--wild animal.

Do you think my aunt looks a little nervous that Sophie is driving?

Going to Disneyland with my Mom is the absolute best. She doesn't like to ride the roller coasters, so she watches the kids for you while you go. My sister, aunt and I rode on almost all the roller coasters. My favorite is Splash Mountain. But I couldn't talk Sophie into going on it.

My sister thought her boys would get a kick out of her funny face.

When you're the only kid, Mom caves much more easily to the cotton candy requests.

Sophie shared a few pieces with us, but she mostly ate the whole thing.

We always buy a souvenir when we go to Disneyland. My Mom found this fantastic crown for that Sophie absolutely loved. We gave her the fairy princess treatment. I put her hair up in a bun on top of her head, she put on the crown, and she had a wand for making magic.

Sophie likes this picture because you can see the bun.

Sophie works her magic.

One of the best things about Disneyland is that all the workers are trying to make sure that you have the best experience possible while you are there. When Sophie had her crown on, lots of workers went out of their way to say "Hi, Princess" to her. She giggled every time.

All the girls at Disneyland.

It was a really fun trip. Sophie loved being at Disneyland. She loved hanging out with me. And she loved having this special time that was just for her. One night as she was going to bed, she put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear, "Thanks for bringing me to Disneyland, Mom."

Sophie says, "I want to go to Disneyland with Mom again." Maggie says, "Hey, what about me?'' And now she is threatening Sophie. It's time to post before this gets any sillier.

Ragnar Relay

Aaron, Emily and I ran the Wasatch Back Ragnar Relay last weekend. It was a lot of fun. Here are some pictures and some stats.

Team Name: The Hopefools.
Number of people on our team: 12--6 in each van.
Number of people on our team from Emily's ward: 9
Times we saw the other van: 3

Here is our van of six runners at the starting line. The costumes were loud and jingly. Aaron, as the first runner, got to wear the crown. No he didn't wear the costume while running.

Total time our team was running : 31:58 hours
Total miles run 189.5 (They added an extra mile and a half to a leg because of an obstruction in the road.)
Meaning of Ragnar: Viking God of self inflicted pain.
Amount spent to inflict this pain on ourselves: $85

Emily before her first leg. She looks heroic, doesn't she?

Months spent training: 7
Longest training run: 13.1 miles (run by Emily and her running buddy Sarah)
Training run that seemed like it would last forever: 1:25 minutes with my kids on scooters. (Who knew 50 minutes of training would take so long.)
Pounds lost: over 50

Aaron and I after our first legs. The country we were running through was so beautiful.

Number of times we were road kill: You don't really want to know. (Road kill means someone passed us. Some teams kept track.)
Number of showers we wanted to take: 3
Number of showers we actually got to take: 1 (It was transcendent)
Hours of sleep we got: 3 and a half--plus that extra 30 minutes or so in the car trying to get to the finish line.

Here's our van after our third legs. It was so good to be done. Everyone was tired, but glad we had run the race.

Fastest leg by Emily: 9.1 minute miles

This is Emily on her hardest leg--8 miles uphill. She powered up the hill. It was almost her fastest time. And she looks so good.

Fastest leg by Aaron: 9.3 minute miles

Aaron's first leg--Woohoo!

Fastest leg by Marrisse: 11.0 minute miles

Marrisse's first leg. Aaron would like to say woohoo here too.

Number of burgers inhaled at our table when we were done: 5 (My parents joined Aaron, Emily and I for an obscene eating frenzy. People were turning away from the carnage.)
Days to recover: 2
Number of hours slept Saturday night in our own wonderful beds: 12
Getting to drive around with the bumper sticker on our cars: priceless

End Note:
Emily is planning to run a 5k with Andrew in the fall. Aaron and I have yet to decide what we'll do next. But we will be running another race, not this crazy maybe, but something to keep us training.

Hello, my name is Baby

The other night we were sitting around doing scripture study and Katrina went around the circle pointing at everyone and saying their names: Bub--Caleb, Aggie--Maggie, Fee--Sophie, Na--Hannah, Mom and Dad. Then she pointed at herself and said "Baby." I tried to get her to say Katrina, but she's pretty sure her name is Baby. Luckily, she answers to both.

Maggie's sdrawkcab Birthday

Maggie's birthday was earlier this month. She had a fabulous backwards birthday party.

Maggie got a Webkins cat.

A backwards birthday party is where you do everything backwards. She got the idea from American Girl magazine. She greeted her guests by saying "Goodbye!" We started by opening presents and eating cake, upside-down cake, of course . Then we played backwards games.

Maggie playing Blindman's Bluff.

We played Blindman's Bluff--a sort of backwards tag. There was also pin the donkey on the tail and freeze dance--no dancing to the music, just when it's quiet.

Playing Freeze Dance.

At the end, the girls all painted their nails with Maggie's new finger nail polish. The girls had lots of fun. It was a pretty easy party, too.

Mom is Great...

Last night for FHE treat we had left over cake from my sister and brother-in-law's birthday party. This morning the bits that the kids hadn't eaten were still on their plates. Caleb and Katrina bellied up to the table and tucked right in. I made myself a big cup of Pero, got a banana, and a fresh piece of cake out of the fridge and joined them. Ahh, you know it's going to be a good day when it starts out with chocolate praline cake.

A Little Leprechaun

Sophie was so excited about St. Patrick's Day this year. She worried for several weeks about what she was going to wear. She's a little girl, pink and purple feature highly in her wardrobe, green--not so much. I ended up making a pin for her that I found on Family Fun.com. It was a rainbow with a pot of gold and some four leaf clovers. When she went to school the Leprechauns had been in her classroom. They put cookie crumbs all over the desks. Her teacher was confused and thought the class had done it. Then when they were out to recess, the Leprechauns made green foot prints all over their desks. It was a fun and magical day for her. She was disappointed to come home and find that the Leprechauns hadn't played any tricks at our house. Finally, they brought us green cupcakes after dinner, but it really wasn't as exciting as last year when they turned our tap water green.

Sophie's Leprechaun outfit

Probably the best part of the day was when she came home. She was wearing the Leprechaun outfit that she had made at school. When she came in, I was sure that a Leprechaun was making a personal visit to our house. But then she pulled off her beard and I could see that it was her. That was a really funny trick.

Silly Smalley Kids

I promised the Smalley kids I would post photos of their exploits at my house for Hannah's birthday party. Apparently Allison doesn't like to have her picture taken.

Can you guess who does like to have her picture taken?

Almost got her.

Mwah-haha! Her defenses down,
I got her decorating her cake.

One of our and the Smalley's favorite shows on Netflix is Man vs. Food. This guy goes around the country taking food challenges. You know the type--"eat this half a cow and it's free!" It's really a fun show. It kind of reminds me of the time that Homer is a food critic and everyone in town gets fat because everything is so good. You need a snack while watching the show. And afterwards you start reseaching your fabulous vacation to Detroit to sample the hamburgers.

So, Tim felt that he ought to have a Boy vs. Food challenge during our spaghetti dinner. He ate three very full plates of spaghetti in 15 minutes. I think he also ate a slice of homemade bread, but I couldn't see what he was eating through the carnage. I think he was a little sore afterwards.

This is the crazy grin of a boy who has eaten too much.

Then he collapsed into his plate. Luckily missing the actual spaghetti, that would have been messy.

Good thing the Smalleys are around. What would we do for fun otherwise?