Playing in the cool tent at the cabin and coloring with Daddy were definitely two of Carter's favorite things on our trip.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Other trip highlights for Carter
Playing in the cool tent at the cabin and coloring with Daddy were definitely two of Carter's favorite things on our trip.
Visiting the Snowflake Temple
Here we are looking at the temple together. Carter's excitement was so genuine & sweet!
Carter tasted the Snowflake snow to see if it's as good as the Overgaard snow.
Our little family in front of the temple:
Ben & Sherrie:
Friday, February 08, 2008
First night in Overgaard
It was already starting to get dark when we arrived, but Carter had to go out in the "no" and tromp around. He was in heaven in his stompy yellow boots (thanks Uncle Chad and Aunt Nicole!).
Big Weekend Plans
This is where we plan to spend the weekend with Ben and Sherrie. We are looking forward to getting out of the valley and into the mountains to experience just a bit of snow and cold! We are leaving this afternoon and we'll be back Monday night.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Poor little sick boy
Carter was up last night with a fever and he is not feeling well today. It's so hard to see your baby sick, but I do like that he has to slow down and tends to give me a little more snuggle time when he is not feeling well.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Breakfast Shennanigans and Basket-headed Boy
Today's adventures included scrambled eggs in his hair and a basket being placed on his head before he went running down the hallway waving his arms like a crazy boy!
Friday, February 01, 2008
Our visitor, Obi-Wan the dog
Shane and Carter were out for a walk last night as I was getting dinner ready. A cute little dog followed them around and kept running out into the road. Shane, who I know secretly would love a dog even though he knows we don't have room for one here, brought him home because he was worried he would get hit by a car. Obi-Wan was his name, according to his collar. We figured it would be a simple process to return the dog to his owner since he had tags. However, the 1-800 number on the tags led us not to his owner, but to a pet recovery service. Shane called them, but the number for the owner on file apparently was disconnected. The service was not allowed to give us the name or address of the owner. This all went down at approximately 5:30 pm. Animal Control closed at 5:00 and would not be open until 11:00 the following day! We figured there was nothing we could do but keep him overnight. In the meantime, we made up a few signs and posted them around our neighborhood, hoping his owner was out looking for him. I also got online and posted his info on the pet recovery site I got from the animal control website.
Carter and Shane were in doggy heaven. I was too, for about the first 5 minutes. No, wait, it wasn't quite that long. To make what felt like a very long evening into a shorter version of the story, here is what happened: We put him out on the patio. He got cold around 9:00 and started whining something fierce, and even started yipping a little. We decided the neighbors might be a little less than happy if this went on all night and allowed him inside. I should mention we had gotten some dog food from Joe and Claudia for him and put out water with it, so he wasn't hungry. He was obviously an inside dog, and it happened to be a really cold winter night for Phoenicians! We borrowed J & C's dog bed and put it in the kitchen. Luckily, our kitchen is baby-gated. Well, Obi-Wan was sweet for about a minute. Let's just say after he had tried jumping the gate, nearly successful, and then relieved himself on my kitchen floor (right next to my foot), I was done. This was around 11:00 pm. I called the recovery service back and I gave them a talking to. It is not important how, but we somehow were able to find out where Obi-Wan lived and to return him to his home (just around the corner). We were all glad to have our space back!
Moral of the story: We* are not ready for a dog yet.
*"We" excludes CJ. He felt quite ready for a puppy. He was sorely disappointed to run to the patio door first thing in the morning making woofing sounds and to not have a puppy on the other side of the glass.
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