Summer Fun

We spent most of the week at Bear Lake this week. It was a lot of fun, and we especially enjoyed the beach. The kids are getting better at traveling/family gatherings, and I'm getting more relaxed about things not going perfectly. The kids were only crazy for about 1/2 a day after we got home, which is sometimes the worst part.

We brought four kites with us on the recommendation of a friend, and we're glad we did. Ruby and Herbie have always been fascinated by kites, and we've never been able to get one up for them, until we tried them out on the beach.

The wind there was perfect and we got three kites high into the air almost instantly. Ruby walked, skipped, danced around on the beach and shallow water with her kite in hand singing her version of "Let's Go Fly a Kite" at the top of her lungs.

Herbie spent most of his time in one spot staring at his kite, and Moses lost interest right off the bat.

Herbie was anxious to recreate the magic the next day at the lodge, but the wind was funky, and we couldn't get anything to stay in the air until Woo had the gall to let go of the string of the kite he was flying.

You would've thought someone had died. Ruby started to scream and cry. Herbie yelled at Woo. Even some of the cousins got really upset as the kite drifted off to eventually tangle in a telephone wire. Lucky Woo's Mom was on hand to give Woo a spanking. That seemed to satisfy everyone.

We took a Sunday drive up to Powder Mountain Resort and saw a kid (maybe 6 or 7?) on a tiny motorcycle practicing on the motocross course.
Herbie (when we got home): Dad. 
Woo: Yes? 
Herbie: Um, why did I see a kid on a motorcycle? 
Woo: I don't know Herbie. Maybe you did something extra good in the pre-existence. 
Moses is at that stage where everything has to be just so and he likes to argue with us if we don't have it exactly right.
Woo: Moses, pull up your pants! 
Moses: I not have pants! I have shorts (or wim suit)! 
Moses' nursery leader walked by on her way to church and invited Moses to walk with her. He avoided eye contact and took her hand with his chin down on his chest, but I could tell that he was very excited by the way his left arm, bent at the elbow, was swinging rapidly back and forth as he walked.

Linus is grabbing for everything. The days of sitting peacefully with him in my lap while eating or reading are over. He wants a part of anything I've got, and he wants it now.

He spends a lot of his time on his belly alternating between what Woo calls coasting and swimming. Coasting: hands on the ground, arms straight, upper body and head in the air. Swimming: belly on the ground, legs and arms in the air, kicking and waving wildly. One of these days he'll mix the two together and crawl.

Well, that's about all, folks. Talk to you later!