Atlanta 2012

This year Cade's work conference was in Atlanta, Georgia. As our final trip before Conner turns 2 and is no longer free to fly, we decided to tag along. Even though we were told many times that the flight was completely full, it wasn't and we got a row to ourselves. Conner did well on the over 3 hour flight, he slept some, played with toys, ate, and watched part of a movie. He also really liked looking out the window this time. Did you guys know that the Atlanta airport is the busiest in the world? I don't really understand why, and it didn't seem too busy, but we did have to take a tram to get to the different terminals. Once we got our luggage we were able to hop right on the MARTA system that took us right to our hotel. I LOVE cities that have a rail system, its so much easier and cheaper than dealing with renting a car. Plus, for some reason I love that kind of public transportation, like you have something in common with all these people. I don't know what it is, but I rode the train everyday in Philly for 3 months and I never got tired of it and still miss it.

Once we got settled in the hotel it was about 9 pm on Sunday. Turns out things close down early on Sunday there. We unknowingly went the opposite direction of the more touristy area looking for a specific restaurant. There was pretty much no one left on the streets except for a security guard who asked why our child was out so late and dozens of homeless men. As we got close to our restaurant one of  those men told us it was closed and suggested another place we could go. Cade asked if it was any good and the guy said that since he was living on the streets he hadn't had the opportunity to try it out. As soon as we walked in we could tell it was kind of a dump and the food wasn't great, but it got the job done. As we walked back to the hotel it started to sprinkle and some really nice guy pulled over and asked us to take his umbrella. We didn't take it since we were almost there and it was only sprinkling so we weren't getting very wet anyway.

The hotel was pretty cool. It was a square with the inside empty (hard to explain). So when you walk in there is the lobby, bar, restaurant on the first floor and then you can see all the way up to the 22nd floor. It was a little nerve racking though because lots of areas just had metal bars as the edge and there were spaced far enough apart that small children could fit through and fall to their death. Luckily Conner was only interested in going up and down on the glass elevators and the escalators. We spent lots of time going up and down and up and down.

Here is a view from our floor, looking down.

The next day we slept in until the housekeeper came knocking on our door about 10:30. By the time we were ready for the day it was about noon and we went to eat at the food court that was connected to our hotel. It was PACKED! There were hundreds of business people having lunch. We went to a place that served breakfast all day and tried some grits. It was disgusting. I thought I was eating a bowl of shortening, it was way worse than Carol Ann's special diet peanut butter that also tastes like shortening. But Ashley informs me that it wasn't made correctly and can taste much better.

Then we were off to the Coca-cola factory. They build up this thing about telling you the secret to the taste and it turns out the secret is basically the happiness it brings to the world. It was pretty ridiculous actually how they acted like coke brings world peace or something, but whatever. There was a 4D moving where the seats moved in a jerking fashion and it scared the crap out of Conner. We had to take turns standing up to hold him and he still didn't like it when he would hear the seats moving. But it wasn't surprising, his only fear in life is loud noises and even without moving seats, the volume of the movie would have been enough to bother him. At the end of the tour you can try over 60 of their products from around the world. That was fun, but after a few taste tests we were quickly feeling sick from all the carbonation. And some of them were purely disgusting.

Cade and Conner standing in front of bottles they have representing different countries. The coke factory and most of the other activities are near Olympic Park from the 1996 Olympics so I think these bottles were created for that.

Here are the boys on a screen showing pictures with fizz bubbles.

Here is the vault that supposedly holds the recipe.

When we first passed the line to meet the coca cola bear I didn't think Conner would like him so we skipped over that. But later he saw the bear and really wanted to go see him.

After the factory we headed across the street to a really nice park. Conner loved it and we went there everyday. Check out the cool swings they have.

They don't go that high but its so nice that the little kids can lean back and be comfy without having to worry about falling out.

After a long time at the park, we walked across the lawn to the Olympic Ring fountain show. It has definitely seen better days. Some of the fountains weren't working, but its still nice for playing in. There was this couple who were in their 50s and they just ran through that thing for at least a half hour. But I guess I lied before because I just remembered Conner's other fear in life: being splashed. He does not like splash pads and wouldn't get close to touching the fountain. Its pretty weird since he loves water and must touch any water that he sees, but don't even think of letting the water touch him first.

After that we walked over the Gladys Knight's Chicken and Waffles restaurant. There wasn't much that sounded great but what we got was good. Except the peach cobbler. I love cobbler and was excited to have some good southern peach cobbler. But it turned out to be peach pie just smushed into a bowl. I don't like peach pie. Thankfully though, on the walk over Conner fell asleep until dessert so we were able to enjoy a relaxing dinner.

Cade tried to get into some big football game, but he only had $35 cash and even at half time the scalpers were selling the tickets for $75. He was disappointed. In the meantime Conner had fun making faces at himself in the big mirror. We decided it would be easiest to keep Conner on Arizona time rather than try to move his sleeping up 3 hours and then back 3 hours just a few days later. So we spent some late nights hanging out in the room.

The next day we went to the Georgia Aquarium, which is the biggest in the world. Conner really liked most of it. He touched the starfish and looked at lots of the fish. There was a dolphin show that Conner did NOT like. Its actually more of a musical production and when the music started (which was very loud) Conner started whining and we were telling him how it wasn't going to be scary and he would like seeing the dolphins. Right then there was all this thunder and lightening and that was it for him. We again took turns holding him in the back of the auditorium so he wasn't disturbing everyone and he just about fell asleep but then the show ended. He did fall asleep later for about 45 minutes so Cade and I took turns going to see this 4D movie so we could watch it in peace.

He wanted to touch the stingray but it was just too far for him to reach.

Walking through the tunnel to see the penguins.

You can stand up in the tunnel at eye level with the penguins.

Playing in the play area.

The shark and fish swimming above our heads.

Us looking at that shark and fish.

Check out that monster fish.

You can see the huge frog under that curvy branch.

These frogs were awesome, look how colorful they are. They were all bright neon colors in yellow, blue, and green.

After the museum it was more time at the park. Then we walked over to The Varsity. Its just a hamburger joint but it was built in the 20's and on game days they serve over 30,000 people. Most of the food wasn't that great but the onion rings were delicious!

By the next day Conner was really behind on sleep and Cade had to go to his conference so Conner and I mostly hung out in the hotel so he could get some sleep. I noticed that there were news crews at the hotel across the street so we took a walk around and found a small group of protestors against Mitt Romney. He was doing a fundraiser across the street at the Marriott that day. On our way back to our hotel we saw this guy wearing a BYU shirt and I thought it was funny to run into some Mormons on the street in Atlanta, but then I saw he was smoking, so I guess not.

For dinner we went tried another southern place, Pitty Pat's place or something like that. This food was really good. Corn bread and muffins, fried chicken, collard greens, pecan pie.....mmmmmmm. (Ok so the collard greens weren't great and I was too afraid to try the pickled watermelon rind, yuck) I really wanted to come back the next day for the peach cobbler but we just couldn't make it. 

Ha ha...check out this mount that was on the wall, complete with his hooves and the gun that shot him.

While Cade was at his conference again the next day I took Conner to the Atlanta Children's Museum. It said it was best for 2-8 year olds so I wasn't sure how much he would like it but he LOVED it. We were there for about 3 and a half hours, and would have stayed longer but they closed at 4. The things that were there really weren't that special but Conner thought it was great.

Here he is at the fishing pond, we spent a lot of time here.

We also spent a lot of time at the train tables. Conner loves trains right now and makes the cutest "chuga chuga" sounds. 

There was also a grocery store and farmer's market to shop at, a ball jungle gym thing that was too advanced for Conner, multiple block areas with various sizes of blocks/legos, a painting area that Conner wasn't allowed to use because he refused to wear an apron, and a few other areas. After the museum we went back to our favorite park until Cade met up with us an hour and a half later. (See how great this park was that the wanted to spend so much time there.) Conner is pretty good at making friends, he just finds some kids and starts following them around and doing whatever they do and laughs and laughs.

 Here is one of his friends. This nice kid kept rocking the "boat" for Conner.

After Cade met up with us, we headed over to the CNN center. We wanted to take a tour, but they had stopped for the night. But it wouldn't have worked anyway because Conner was crashed out in the stroller and the sign said the tour had to walk down 8 flights of stairs.

But Cade did take a picture out front.

For our final night we took a carriage ride around the city. The driver has been doing it over 30 years! It was fun and interesting, although we don't totally believe everything he said. Sometimes it sounded like he was just making things up as we went, but who knows. Conner loved every minute of it and he didn't want the ride to end.

The next morning the housekeeper woke me up again and opened the door before I could there, we're talking like 5 seconds. She was really starting to get on my nerves. I'm not even sure it was 10 yet and she should really give people a chance to at least answer the door before she opens it. After that I packed us up, checked out, and Conner and I just wondered around the block and in the elevators until Cade left his meetings at 1:45 and we headed for the airport. Conner fell asleep for like 1 minute while waiting to board the plane and then we woke him up hoping he would go to sleep when we got on, instead of waking up. Well he didn't go back to sleep for half the flight. It was a little rough but luckily the guy who sat with us said Conner was better than his kids would have been. Its probably not true, but at least he was nice. It was obvious from his conversation that he was LDS and Cade never mentioned that he was too and you could tell that the guy wasn't sure how to explain some things about his job (he works for the church) and Cade kept asking questions about it. I asked Cade why he didn't just tell the guy so he would know that we understood what he was talking about, but Cade says he was testing the guy to see how good of a missionary he was! Um hello, he already said he was LDS Cade, what about you?!

Overall we had a fun trip. It was great how Atlanta has so many things to do all in one spot and within walking distance of the downtown hotels. It was a great place to tag along on a business trip. And the people were really nice. Multiple times on the street people asked us if we needed help finding anything.

Projects, Projects, and a NEVER Ending Nightmare

Cade and I have gotten the urge to fix up our house lately. We've been wanting to do certain things since we moved in here but we were spending all of our money buying furniture and then having a baby and then trying to catch up on sleep. But now we're caught up on sleep and have some money to buy the supplies so it was time to get to work.

We painted our back porch. We used the same color that it was but it sure is bright now. The paint had really chipped away so it didn't seem like such a bright color before. Cade laid down new plastic under some of the rock areas to keep the weeds out. It doesn't look like much, but its way nicer than the field of weeds we had going on. We even sectioned off an area for a garden next year.

I've been enjoying doing many projects I've found on pinterest. We put up these nice spice racks from Ikea to keep library books separate from our own books. And I made this lovely 4th of July wreath. It wasn't done in time for the holiday, but hey, better late than never, right?

I talked Cade into making a PVC pipe sprinkler. I told him it would be a great toy for Conner but also he could water our small patch of grass at one time and he wouldn't have to move the sprinkler around. He liked the idea and made it. But unfortunately it doesn't water the lawn well. Too many holes facing the middle instead of the outside and then too many holes altogether so there isn't enough pressure to get the water really high. Oh well, lesson learned. Maybe someday he can re-make it better. Cade also put a sprinkler system in the front yard, which turned out to be much more time, effort, and money than expected. Should have just hired someone.

 Conner also helped me repaint some blinds.

I was most excited to get our family room repainted, but it became our never ending nightmare, truly. This story is going to be a NOVEL because it makes me feel better to get all of my frustrations out by telling the world, or at least the few people who make it to the end of this post. This was our family room before, an orangy-brown color.

I've always hated it and wanted it changed but didn't know what to change it to. Its such a long wall and connects to the kitchen and foyer without a break so it was hard to figure out what color to paint it and where to stop. I began slowly coming up with ideas like last October. Then I had my friend's sister come over who graduated as an interior designer, but is a stay at home mom and hasn't actually worked as one. She gave me some ideas and direction. I got some samples and tried them out. Then I got some more samples and opinions from others. I decided I wanted to paint the room gray, but with just a SLIGHT HINT of blue so it wasn't too depressing feeling and would go with both the black decor and brown couches in the room. I wanted to paint the room with Cade, but he wouldn't go for it and said to just hire someone. I decided if someone else was doing the work then I wanted the kitchen and hallway painted as well. My friend's sister came back with more ideas. We finally settled on a color for the family room, kitchen, and hallway.

For some reason Cade decided to ask our bishop for a recommendation of painters. He gave us the name of a less active member/investigator in the ward. It wasn't a recommendation so much as here is someone who paints and could use the work. He came and gave us an estimate, it was a good price and he seemed to really know what he was talking about so we went with him. He said he would start in two days, after finishing his current project. The night before we moved all of our furniture and took everything off the walls. When it was time for him to show up, we got a phone call instead saying he wasn't finished with his job and would start the next day. No big deal, but it would have been nice if he would have let us know that the night before since he obviously knew he wouldn't make it and we could have not moved everything yet. This happend about four more times. We then thought about getting a new painter but we were going to be leaving town and figured anyone else wouldn't be able to start until we got back anyway. So we gave him one more chance and said if he didn't show up on the particular day then we would get someone else.

He and his son showed up that day and did tons of work. Cade and I were really impressed with how much they accomplished in one day. The only problem was we hated the color in the family room. It looked like a baby blue and not at all gray. I also didn't like the way the hallway color looked with the kitchen color. So after some panicked discussions, we got up early the next morning and got more paint samples. We picked two colors, one called Gray Matters and one that was customized from a base of Summit Gray. We came home, the painter's son was there and we picked our new color. We were pretty confident we wanted the customized summit Gray. The painter's son left to buy the paint and we didn't see him again for many hours.

His father arrived mid morning saying he was sorry he was late, but that he was trying to buy his psych meds. He goes on and on about how important it is that he has them and then lets me know he had no money to buy them. He also says that he has bought some of our paint himself. I figured that was true so I paid him for the paint so he could go buy his meds because I don't need someone going crazy on my son and I while Cade is at work. So he left and said he would be right back. But when his son arrived hours later he informed me that his dad was too sick to come back that day. I'm thinking, whatever just please someone get some work done today.

So the son starts repainting the hallway the same color as the kitchen, I liked it much better and was very happy about that. Then he starts on the family room. The color looks much more gray and way better than the baby blue so I'm happy about that. Then I'm playing outside with Conner and he starts getting into the paint cans and I see the sample of Gray Matters is empty. So I look around more and the can the painter is using says "Custom gray matters". My stomach drops and I go talk to him about it. He says he knows I wanted the custom color and the store must have just put the wrong name on it because he had both samples with him. Then we look at the color combinations that are written on the cans and the Gray Matters and Custom Gray Matters are different. He no longer had the sample of the Custom Summitt Gray for some reason so we couldn't compare it to that. But we figured since the others weren't the same formula that it must be the right color, only they put on the wrong name. I'm feeling better about it. Cade comes home and its evening so the light in the room is dimmer and he says that it still looks blue, but a much better blueish color than we had. I agreed and figured that it was impossible to get a gray color with the poor lighting we have and that during the day it will look gray and at night it will look blueish. I can live with that.

Both painters show up the next day and are on a mission to finish. ALL day they talk to me no matter how busy I try to look or even when I go in my own room on the computer. And they aren't the best at working and talking. They go on and on about how they are going to do this extra stuff for us because we are such great people. We had a whole discussion about painting the front door as a bonus and I quickly sanded it down for them so it would be ready. They talk about fixing the cracks along the baseboards, even in our bathrooms where they aren't painting. I heard so many times how others painters wouldn't bother doing that for people but they are going to do it just for us. It never stopped. Then the son asked me to pay them so he could pay his electricity bill before it got shut off. I wasn't about to pay him before they finished so I just paid him part of it. I couldn't stand being home another minute with them and I was out of errands to run and my friends were busy so Conner and I just went and sat at Kmart to pass the time. I showed back up at the time they said they should be about finished. They weren't. The son showed back up with the check I had given him and said he got there after it closed so he didn't need it anymore. They were going as fast as they could to finish and finally got everything cleaned up and left just before seven.

I thought I wasn't going to see them again but there was some confusion about the final payment. We had to pay them more since we changed the color and they had to repaint half of what they had already done. That was totally our fault so I didn't mind that, but I misunderstood what I owed them and when I paid him he didn't say anything to me. That was lucky for us because it turned out that they never did any of the extra stuff that they had talked to me about all day, including painting the door that I sanded just for them and there were many problems that needed fixing like a second coat of paint in one area and they missed painting a couple of doors, and the paint line that separates the kitchen from the family room was totally messed up. So when the painter called Cade to talk about the payment Cade told him he needed to come back and fix these things. He acted like he was always coming back to fix it, but there's no way that was true.

He came back, fixed what I told him to and did the extra things he had always said he was going to. I paid him some more and it was finally over. Or so I thought. There were still a few minor touch ups I wanted to fix. I'm a perfectionist about this stuff and I wanted perfection. We took a break from thinking about painting for a couple of weeks. Then when I went to do the touchups I noticed there was no paint can for the family room. They had left me 3 empty paint cans, plus the others that they didn't use since we changed the color, and some partly used cans. But none of them were the family room color. Annoying. So I went and bought ANOTHER quart of paint and started touching up. And guess what, dun dun dun... Its the wrong color!!!!! I felt so sick to my stomach, I couldn't believe it. The two colors were pretty similar obviously, but the one I started touching up with was noticeably grayer. For the past few weeks I had been trying to convince myself that the room wasn't that blue, that it way mostly gray and that I couldn't get any grayer if I tried, because I had tried practically ever decent gray color at Sherwinn Williams. But now I know it does get grayer, and the custom paint color I had asked for is that color. We are mystified about how the color on our walls was created. How did they make a custom paint color that isn't what we customized? They obviously used the Gray Matters as their base, but how they decided to customize it is beyond us. We couldn't even stand being in our house at this point. We left and went for a drive in the mountains and drove nice and slow because we didn't want to get back to our house.

I went back and forth about what to do for days. Some people told me to just leave it, that it looked nice how it was. One friend said that she painted her family room a color she didn't love a few months ago and now despises the color and will be repainting herself. Another friend said she thought it really would look better if it was just a little grayer because it did have a lot of blue to it. That was pretty much the tipping point for me. I would be repainting the walls that I had just paid someone else to paint. Some people have said that I should get the painters back to paint it or at least pay for the paint. We decided not to do that for a number of reasons. First of all, I never want to see these guys again. Second of all, we agreed that the color they were painting with was ok so they don't really have an obligation to come back and fix it because I gave them the ok on it (so stupid of me). Plus these guys obviously have no money and couldn't afford to buy anymore paint anyway (and pretty soon we won't have anymore money either because I'm buying millions of paint samples and cans). And they don't work for a company that would try to make customers happy or anything, they just do odd jobs on their own.

So one day I'm all psyched up to buy more paint after work in order to paint over the weekend. I pick Conner up from the babysitter, who is a good friend, and tell her my plan. She asks if I've bought the paint yet and I say that I'm on my way and she says "I really think you should hold off, paint a huge part of your wall, and look at it for a few more days". I take this to mean that she doesn't like the color I'm planning on getting and maybe I need to reconsider. So I did. I decided I should get smart about what I was doing (should have done that months ago I realize) and I start actually learning about colors instead of just buying millions of samples. So I learn about the different undertones of gray, how lighting can affect it, blah blah blah. The kitchen has a green undertone and I found a color that is said to have a blue/green undertone and figure that will be perfect. I get that and another sample and Cade and I completely disagreed on them. But after many discussions and days staring at the many splotches on the wall we decide to go with the blue/green gray, aka Fieldstone by Benjamin Moore.

It took a couple more weeks to actually get the paint, for reasons I won't go into. One Friday night I spent a few hours taping, I paint all day Saturday, rest on Sunday of course, and then do touch ups the next couple of days after work. The touch ups took much longer than anticipated because I ended up needing to fix more things from the painters again. I didn't mention that they don't like to use tape, they just make "straight" lines free handed. Well my lines with tape were much straighter than theirs and then the old color was showing through on the ceiling where they painted a little to high. Plus by this point I've realized that the white they used on the ceiling along the edge isn't the same as what was already there and in the light there is a distinct yellowish tone to the edges. So I'm also going along with a whiter white to get rid of the ugly yellowy edges. Like I said, I'm a perfectionist. But now, almost 9 months later, the family room is painted!!!!!!!! And I love this color, not at all a depressing gray and looks great with the decor and when I look at it I think "gray" not blue.

Long sigh....Ok, now I feel better and can begin getting more decorations, new curtains, couch pillows... We learned a few lessons in this mess. 1. Always hire an actual professional painter and not just a handyman (unless maybe you know the handyman's paint skills already) 2. Next time I will just hire an interior designer to figure out all of the colors for me and I will paint myself. I really don't mind painting (except in the kitchen around all of the cabinets) and I'm terrible with picking colors so it will make life much easier/less stressful if I just pay someone to find the right colors for me.

The 4th of July

This year for Independence Day my parents came up for a visit. We were planning on going to our 4-ward activity of dessert and watching the fireworks from the church lawn. While I was making cookies to bring I noticed a large spider web going from our vaulted kitchen ceiling down to the top of the refrigerator. I didn't think much of it, just wondered how long it had been there without me noticing it. But as I took a closer look I found that between the refrigerator and cupboards above it there was a huge, intricate web with over a 100 baby spiders!!! It was the creepiest thing, they were just moving all over, busily building this massive web. I quickly ran to the family room in a bit of a panic while Cade vacuumed them all up. It was hard to finish the cookies with this constant feeling of ichyness and bugs possibly crawling on me. (The next day I also found a bunch of spiders building a new web around the chandelier above the table, but haven't seen anymore since then, including a mama spider.)

After our delicious steak dinner we headed out to the church. Sometimes our garage door acts up and it takes a couple of tries to get it to go down. So after it started going down and then back up, we didn't think anything of it and pushed the button a couple more times. But then we could tell something was up, it was making a weird noise and the 2 sides weren't even. After investigating we figured out that when we grabbed our lawn chairs a couple of fence slats next to them leaned into the track and of course stopped the door. Only both tracks ended up getting bent, some cord came off and the top of the garage door was completely off on one side. That really put a damper on the evening as we were sure that we would need a whole new garage door, and pay like $1,000 for something so stupid and preventable. Luckily the repairman came the next day, banged it back into shape with his own hand and got it all fixed up for only $150.

At the church we enjoyed some delicious desserts, Conner had fun running around, and then we watched a rather disappointing display of fireworks. But all in all we had a good time visiting with my parents (even though my dad wasn't feeling well and not really enjoying himself) and enjoyed the wonderful weather we had that day.

Here is my mom, so excited to need to wear a jacket in July

Conner helping kids build a sand tower

Enjoying time with grandma

Watching the fireworks. Ok, if you look close Conner isn't even looking at the fireworks, that's how disappointing they were

Johnson Family Reunion

We just went to Hurricane, Utah for the Johnson family reunion. Cade and I decided to go a few days early to spend time with his parents who now live there. We have also been in the middle of house projects and were trying to finish them and get the house cleaned up before we left town; so we didn't get started driving until about 6 pm on Monday. Then we had to stop in Cottonwood to pick up a picnic table of his parents and have some dinner. We let Conner play outside for awhile before we started up again so we didn't really get going until 8:30. Conner soon fell asleep for the remainder of the drive and we arrived at 2:30 am. Of course once we got there Conner woke up and was full of energy and it took awhile to get him calm enough to go back to sleep. I thought it was a bit ridiculous to leave so late rather than wait until the morning but it was Cade's trip and he felt guilty for postponing a few hours so that's what we did.

"Helping" dad with the yard project. Conner recently found his bumbo and frequently enjoys sitting in it now.

Cade and I were hoping to sleep in on Tuesday but there was no such luck since no one else was around when Conner woke up at his normal time. After we took our time getting ready for the day, we went to visit Cade's dad and see how the construction is coming along at the boy's home they are helping start up. Then we visited with the Ewell grandparents for awhile. By that point Conner was thankfully ready for a nap so he and I went back to the house to sleep while Cade went on a drive with his grandpa to Bumblebee Mountain where he used to hunt. They had a good time catching up and they did it just in time because the next day a fire started around there and no one was allowed up there. After dinner we took Conner to a park that has a splash pad. Its a really nice thing to have in hot cities. He didn't like it at first so we just played on the regular park things, but then he warmed up to it and had fun walking through the water. Then Cade, his dad, and Sam went to help his uncles load bales of hay onto the truck. Conner enjoyed helping Sam drive through the fields.

On Wednesday the boys watched Sam play basketball and Tina, Katie and I went shopping for old furniture for Katie to redo. We didn't have much success, but luckily Katie took a walk in the afternoon and found an old chair someone was throwing away. She brought that home and we spent the afternoon trying to figure out how to get it apart. The boys went and laid sod at the boy's home and after dinner Cade and I walked down to a little shack to get a shaved ice. It wasn't quite as good as Bahama Bucks but it came in a close second, and was cheaper so we enjoyed that.

Riding bikes with grandpa Johnson

Jeter

On Thursday Cade, Conner, and I went on a quad ride to a waterfall. The 20 minute or so ride out was getting really hot, but Conner still managed to fall asleep. Once we got to the waterfalls it took Conner awhile to get in and enjoy himself. We're noticing he does not like cold water (no surprise since we both hate it) but he had fun once he made it in.

Hesitatingly walking to the falls

At the top

Playing with one of the MANY tadpoles swimming around

In the middle of the falls; there is another one you can jump down into but I didn't get a picture of that.

On a side note, Kameron and Katie had gone to the lake that morning and Cade asked me if I would rather do that. I've always disliked the idea of swimming in lakes, it just seems too dirty/gross to me. So of course I said I didn't want to go to the lake and it turns out it was a good decision. Kameron ended up getting "swimmer's itch" which is basically a bunch of bug bites all over that is really itchy. So now I have an actual reason for not wanting to swim in lakes and will continue to decline to do so.

The actual reunion began Thursday night so we drove up to Grafton, basically its an old historic site that has a couple of small buildings (old schoolhouse, house, etc.) on it. But right next to those historic sites is the land the Johnson family leases to run cows on and it has an area good for camping. So we had dinner and visited with cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandma Johnson. It seemed a little hot for being in a stuffy tent so we decided to just sleep in the bed of the truck and the temperature was perfect. It was so nice not having to deal with a tent.

Enjoying the tire swing

"What? I get to sleep back here!!"

Friday morning Cade and some cousins decided to go on what they thought was a short hike so they took the small children. Cade has a hiking pack to put Conner in. It sounded way too hot for me so I drove back to town with Grandma Johnson and Aunt Theresa and Tanya to run some errands. When I got back I found out that the hike was about twice as long as they had expected and was SUPER hot. Some people turned back but for some reason Cade decided to keep going since Conner fell asleep. Or as Cade put it, "he was either asleep or dead". I was glad to find my son still alive and glad that I had not decided to endure that adventure. Then we all went to swim in the river and cool off for awhile. The little kids liked catching baby frogs and playing in the sand. After lunch Conner really needed a nap and it was pretty hot out so I decided it was a good time to take a drive so I could go "number 2" in an actual toilet. This year they rented a porta potty but I despise using those and anytime I walk in one I just walk right out deciding that I don't need to go to the bathroom THAT bad. 

Playing in the river

From bottom to top: Jeter, Katie, Tanner, Sam, Cade, Conner

Logan taking a snooze in Natalie's lap

As expected Conner fell right asleep on the drive to the bathroom, but soon after we got back one of the horses "whinied," as Cade puts it, and Conner shot up and started imitating the noises. So then he was up and ready to ride. He LOVED riding the horses and wanted to do it over and over. When he wasn't doing that he was pushing a truck all over the place for HOURS. Basically Conner loved the trip because it involved all of his favorites: being outside, trucks, dogs and now horses. We have been working on making farm animal sounds and it was fun for him to hear the real thing and he got pretty good at his authentic horse and cow sounds.

Playing in the water trough

Playing in the sand pit

Saying hi to the cows

Riding a horse

Pushing that truck around

Riding with grandpa on the far right horse to bring in the cows

Tony taking things into his own hands and getting those cows where they need to be

We stayed up late into the night visiting with cousins and continued to do the same in the morning. Then it was over and we got home and took a nap. After getting all cleaned up again Cade and I went to the St. George temple. The sealer asked Cade when was the last time that he kissed me over the St. George alter and Cade told him he never had and that it was a sore subject. He told the sealer how his great-grandparents, grandparents, and parents had all gotten married there and that he had wanted to be the fourth generation, but instead I made us get married in Mesa. The sealer wasn't sympathetic and told him that he had gotten married in Mesa too. But now that we have kissed over the alter in the St. George temple, Cade says a lifelong dream is fulfilled. Now hopefully we can get past this bitter subject forever.

Conner giving Logan a hug

After the temple, we had dinner with the rest of Cade's immediate family and then played pickle ball. It's extremely popular in Utah and they have lots of courts for it. Then we continued on to get more shaved ice, came home, watched a movie, went to bed, got up and went to church, took family pictures, and drove home. Conner slept the first half of the way home and then was pretty happy. We stopped in Flagstaff for Cade to fix a computer at his office there. Shortly after getting on the road again Conner started getting bored so we put on a movie and he was content the rest of the time. He is such a good kid to travel with.

Jeter, Logan, Conner

It was nice to see everyone again and be able to get together at the same time now that all of Cade's immediate family is spread out in Globe, Scottsdale, Prescott Valley, Hurricane, and California.