Real tea with milk.
Turns out that pouring tea from a pot is a learned skill. Oh well, that's why they were outside!
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Camping in Nevada
In early July, we took a trip to Utah and Nevada to see the Coleman side of the family. After a few days in Ogden to see Great-Grandma Hammer, we drove to Lamoille Canyon near Elko and met up with Grandma and Grandpa Coleman, Aunt Nadine and Uncle Dale and all of Dave's brothers, sisters, cousins as well as their spouses and children. In all it was about 20 adults and 7 children. Two of his cousins are also pregnant so odds are that there will be 3 more next year!
The kid's table with Colette and Oli
Grandma C gives the grandchildren (and grandniece) their animal sleeping bags
Adi gets a bunny
Colette gets a bear
Mae recovering from a grill-caused head injury (known now as "the hole in Mae's head").
The trip was pure heaven for Adi, who got to hold one of the 4 dogs leashes about 80% of the time.
Monster-hunting with Cousin Buck and Sam
Ma'ayaan, Cousin Kelly and Amir who came out from Vermont
Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Wayne, Kaitlyn
Nothing but sage brush in flat, ugly Nevada
The kid's table with Colette and Oli
Grandma C gives the grandchildren (and grandniece) their animal sleeping bags
Adi gets a bunny
Colette gets a bear
Mae recovering from a grill-caused head injury (known now as "the hole in Mae's head").
The trip was pure heaven for Adi, who got to hold one of the 4 dogs leashes about 80% of the time.
Monster-hunting with Cousin Buck and Sam
Ma'ayaan, Cousin Kelly and Amir who came out from Vermont
Aunt Jennifer, Uncle Wayne, Kaitlyn
Nothing but sage brush in flat, ugly Nevada
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Digging in the dirt
Or rather, compost.
We dumped two yards of compost in our expanded garden and the girls were eager to help Grandpa and Grandma Coleman. For some reason, shoes were optional.
I wish I had a video of Mae running around the garden filled with fresh compost, holding up crumbling handfuls of the rich dirt and squealing with delight.
We dumped two yards of compost in our expanded garden and the girls were eager to help Grandpa and Grandma Coleman. For some reason, shoes were optional.
I wish I had a video of Mae running around the garden filled with fresh compost, holding up crumbling handfuls of the rich dirt and squealing with delight.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
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