Tuesday, July 31, 2012

The Great Fork Fight.

You'd think in the heat of the summer, our favorite bakery (or any establishment where an essential furnace is the main kitchen essential) would be the last place to obsess over...and yet.  It was too insanely hot to be outside, but we thought, "it's air conditioned," but then after we ordered and let Lincoln loose, we realized that a quaint, vintage-inspired little shop is not the place for an energetic baby.

So we went outside.  In the blazing heat.  To eat our hot cinnamon roll, fight over who got the next bite with our one plastic fork (Lincoln won), and to chase our toddler around the block a few times.  And you know what?  It was worth it.  Or, at least I think it was!

Monday, July 30, 2012


Lincoln is going through a major obsession with bubbles phase, especially because it's one of his first words outside of the "survival vocabulary."  Once he learned "bah-booohh," Lincoln points to anything slightly resembling bubbles (such as round ceiling bulbs, plastic balls inside his toy vacuum - and oh yes, boobs), and says his spiffy new word over and over.  Right now we think it's ridiculously adorable, so we always acknowledge his observations with something like: "that's right Lincoln!  Those look just like bubbles!"

I have a feeling this is going to be really fun in public.

Saturday, July 28, 2012


Piano keys
car keys.
Since I have to 
confiscate the keys 
to start my car,
the piano wins.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Pioneer Day Fireworks (wah-waaah)

In Utah, there is such a holiday as "Pioneer Day:" banks and pharmacies close, parades are the cool thing to watch, and there are fireworks, fireworks, fireworks!  While Tyce was driving around trying to find a parking spot (which sadly, never happened), my sister Rachel, Lincoln and I camped out on a crowded, closed-off street, to watch the city's firework display.

Since Lincoln was sort of (insanely) exhausted because it was so late and Tyce didn't make it out of the car, the fireworks weren't as exciting as anticipated...but that was okay, since earlier, I had made a "little" purchase from a firework stand, giving us another chance for a perfect firework show (I expect much more purple sparklies and a lot less people).

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

The best $1.05 I've ever spent!

Green plastic ball ($1.05)
Lincoln laughing
so hard he drooled everywhere
and could hardly catch his breath.

My beautiful world spins on.

Monday, July 23, 2012

"french" fries and giant shakes.

We can't help the fact that we live half a block from an outdoor eatery that sells ice cream and deliciously greasy fries, and we can't help that when we ride our bikes nearby, someone usually pulls on the brakes.  Or...someone thinks the other person was going to stop, so we end up stopping to "make sure."  Are you following me still?

This is all, really, about ice cream and french fries, plus a little boy who loves his fries extra greasy (which makes them more like "American" fries, instead of "French" fries.  Our kid is already so patriotic)!  Since we always have leftovers, Tyce rides home with his giant shake in one hand, and Lincoln and I pedal behind him so we can watch some intense, one-handed bike maneuvers that are always quite impressive.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Groceries vs. Kayaks (in cold water, if that helps even things out)

One sunny day in California
my mom and Lincoln went "grocery shopping" 
ate lunch
 played in water 
and walked the neighborhood 7,856 times...

While the rest of us
went to the docks in Lake Arrowhead
where "we" went swimming
(it wasn't over 72 degrees
so I was not about to get in that water)
and kayaked.  

And then my Dad left us with this little gem
that our world would not be
complete without.
Hands down, best picture of him.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

"I haven't slept in four years!!" or so it felt...

Somehow a sleeping baby always looks so beautiful.  But let's be honest, there are "those days," that no matter how beautiful and peaceful they look while dreaming, we're subconsciously scared to death that they'll wake up before we have time to shower.

When I was in California, Lincoln demanded to share my twin bed with me.  When I demanded he sleep in his crib, an entire five feet away, I would also end up sleeping in there (oh yes, it happened) so we could get more than one hour of sleep at a time.  By the time our vacation had ended, King Lincoln had claimed the bed all to his sprawled-out self (notice above).

 This clip kept coming to mind and making me laugh at how similar I was feeling.  It wasn't so funny at the time, but in retrospect it's pretty hilarious. I'm happy to report that since we've returned from our trip, Lincoln has slept through the entire night, waking up only at 6 a.m. for a "snack," then going back to sleep until 9, which is sort of a big deal around here!  Who knew sleep would be so ridiculously important?

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Going on a safari. In Utah.

A few weeks ago, Tyce's work had a function at Hoogle Zoo.  Usually it just depresses me to see animals from Africa in six foot cages in Utah, but then, it was free, offered free dinner, and oh yeah...maybe Lincoln might enjoy seeing the animals?

Although we did have a good time, the animals were quite sedentary (perhaps some Prozac might help), and Lincoln only lasted about thirty minutes before he started offering manipulative kisses so I'd let him jump in with the wildcats, and came this close to throwing himself on the ground in front of the giraffes because he was so tired.  Since we were the responsible party for a ticking time bomb, we hurried through the exhibits and then let Lincoln lead the way back to the car.

And you know what?  It still made me sad for all those "wild" animals, even if they are wonderful learning experiences for Lincoln.  But hey.  What do I know?  But the temperature has stayed above 100 degrees lately, so maybe Utah isn't that different from Africa!