We were going to be scrooge's for Easter since we figured Gavin wasn't really old enough to care about an egg hunt, but luckily for him Chad and Rebecca invited us over to egg hunt at their house. Gavin didn't really get too into the egg hunt, but he was certainly curious about what was inside. Since it was Easter you may think that is chocolate on his face, nope, it's dirt. Mud to be exact, dirt mixed with Gavin slobber. Maybe he wasn't that into finding eggs because he noticed the next smallest kid in the hunt was three times his size....
We all knew it would happen some time, but we hoped that maybe it would take a little longer. Gavin has become... a boy. Yes, he has recently learned the joy of dumping powdered sugar on the floor and playing in it, he now knows that most things with handles on the front will open and can be emptied onto the floor, and that if he tips the vase over it will break.
I ended up having the whole first week of April off and convinced Lindsey that she should join me on a little trip. We also decided to invite Ashley and Brent since they had planned their schedules to coincide with my new schedule that was no longer going to be my schedule. Confused? Just go with it. So, we piled all of us into the truck, threw in all our gear, and loaded in a weeks worth of wood even though we were only camping for 3 days. What's a truck for if you can't fill it to the top? We had a lot of fun. It was 75-80 degrees and perfect weather, except for the one night where the wind blew all of the red southern utah dust underneath the fly of our tent and covered us. I think I sneezed red dust for a week, and had to floss to get it out from between my teeth. Gavin was a champ though, he loved seeing everything from the pack and only got upset when we wouldn't let him eat dirt.
Never let go, never let go. Yes, he's asleep in the pack but still has his hand in his cheerios container.
Best outdoor playpen ever: the pickup bed! This was the only way to keep him from eating too much dirt while we played some games at camp.
One of the slot canyons we hiked.
Mom, are you sure we can fit through here??
As mentioned, we had a lot of wood to burn. Ashley refused to move away from the fire no matter how much wood we put on it, even after Brent hit her pants so they touched her leg and she screamed...
As Lindsey put's it, our Gavin is a rock star. Why you may ask? He does have a pretty sweet guitar which includes a light show, but that's not why. Gavin went in to have surgery to remove the skin tags next to his left ear this last week. We learned that he looks pretty darn cute in a hospital gown, and that surgery can't slow him down. Yeah, it was a pretty minor surgery, but he came out like a champ. He whimpered a bit when he woke up, but was pretty happy after guzzling two bottles of pedialite to soothe his dry throat. Being intibated is apparently no fun, nor is being incubated. Sorry, inside joke, but couldn't resist.
Salt Lake Bike Tour! Gavin did his first bike tour yesterday. We had considered having somebody watch him while we rode, but we figured he might feel a little left out not getting up at 4 am with us. Luckily he didn't so much as flutter an eyelid when I put him in the truck so he got to sleep until about 6. As you will see however, we made sure he would be plenty comfortable and could catch up on his sleep during the ride. Our camping pillows made it easy to doze on either the right or left, and should he decide to sleep on his face his after ride bag was right there for a soft landing. The poor sucker who had to pull the weight of the trailer, Gavin, and all the gear. He must he really awesome...and strong. We volunteered as bike marshalls again. In years past we hadn't really had the opportunity to help people, we just assumed it was because everybody knew what they were doing. It turns out on the people in the front know what they are doing. We started closer to the back since I was pulling the trailer and the start is really congested. I did miss starting at the front and seeing a few people get nervous in the crowd and fall over, but we were able to help a lot of people, so I guess it was worth it. Some of the people we had to help multiple times, here is what we were able to do: put a chain back on, pump up a tire and release a brake the was rubbing badly (lady just thought she was in bad shape), find lost sunglasses, pump up another tire, point a rider in the right direction after they went the wrong way (oh wait, that was Ashley), pump up the same tire again, help a man find his wife's earring, and help the same man find his wife's earring again after he dropped it...again. We deserve a medal.
After the tour, we went home and hung out in the yard. Gavin loves his new Utah State camp chair. He doesn't even try and get out, he just sits. It is possible that it's not because he loves the chair so much but that he fell on his face the first few times he attempted to get out of it. Nah...I'm sure he juts loves the chair.
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You guys are maniacs!
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