More Washington

When we were trying to think of other fun things to do in Washington my Dad made the comment that we should go to the Olympic Game Farm.

So....we did.

I am not a big fan of animals. There I said it.

I used to be.

Not any more.

I don't like them to touch or sniff or lick me.

Not my thing. 

But my Dad said it was a fun place to go...and I am inclined to take his recommendations.

The Olympic Game Farm is where they put animals that used to be used in the movies and it used to be run by Disney...or still is...I'm not sure.

You drive around in your car and look at animals. 

OK. I can live with that.

There were so many animals.

Yaks.

Peacocks.

Bunnies.

Bears.

Zebras.

Did I mention that you can feed them?

Some animals are more talented then others.

This bear could catch bread in his mouth.

There is also a bear that will wave at you...but he kept avoiding us.

This bear, however, would smile at you.

There were elk.

And buffalo.

and...buffalo snot.

There were also some very pushy elk.

Dare I say...an elk gang?

They would attack cars in threes. 

Push there noses in and try to bully you into giving them bread.

April was brave.

Kind of...

Me?

This was just about as brave as I could muster.

Then I saw these little deer and thought "I can feed some animals with out having a minor panic attack."

So, we went for round two.

Mission accomplished.

In my defense we did have one elk charge the car. No lie. Ran straight at the car. Which scared the living daylights out of me.

Jackie on the other hand, loved feeding the animals. I think she may have taken this elk home if there had been some room in the car.

Although I don't care for animals it was so much fun. 

I laughed so hard.

I felt like I was just a tween all over again, giggling in the back seat.

On the way home we stopped by some restaurant called Fat Smitty's.

The walls and ceiling are covered with money.

I was obviously with some shady company.

Who has a death wish via germs.

The burger was big. 

So big, April and I split it and I still could hardly get my mouth around it.

But it was good...and filling.

Radio Silence

What seems like an intentional break, was not. 

It just so happened that we have been busy with summer.

That, and the fact that our computer has been broken.

We have been going to Classic Fun Center in Sandy once a week.

The kids love it! They have water slides, roller skating, a bounce house, a jungle gym and laser tag. 

Best part? It costs us only one dollar for each activity we choose. Sweet. 

We also had Grandma Jackie come and visit for a long weekend.

The kids hated every minute of it.

No seriously.

Don't they looked tortured?

Like they couldn't be more upset?

There just didn't seem to be enough room on Grandma's lap.

We also have been enjoying the warmer weather here too. 

Ice cream seems to help us cool down when nothing else will.
Some of us, lick.

Some of us, smile.

Some of us, choose to be different and eat the bottom first.

And some of us eat our cone so fast, that you wonder if half of it is on the floor.

So then, some of us share.

That is what summer is about.

Eating your weight in ice cream.

Sweet Treats

When Blake got doughnuts for breakfast the other day the kids acted like the heavens had opened and that angels were dropping them from the sky. 

It was a miracle. 

Truthfully it was a miracle that she only got this dirty.

All of them made sure that they consumed all of the sugar that is allotted for one week in one sitting.

Having a sugar coma/hyper melt down was a definite possibility, they made the most of it.

Blake is also known to be the cookie maker at our house.

Not that anyone is complaining.

But I have you know, there is a method to each child's cookie eating ways.

Canon loves to dip his cookies in his milk.

Really dip it.

Sometimes it requires real agility and two hands to get it good.

Then when it is really good and soggy he just double fists it into his mouth and just like that...it is gone.

Laney on the other hand, prides herself on how slowly she eats a cookie.

She just nibbles away at it like a little mouse.

Something else she is proud of?

The fact that she can do this with her eyes.

Still doing it....

See what I told you?

She's proud of it.