Sunday, September 20, 2015

Spontaneity

I am SO grateful for friends who let us call them up last minute on a Friday asking to go camping, and happily tell us "yes!"

We packed up a tent, grabbed some quick groceries, blankies, and wood and were on our way.

I should NOT have been in charge of wood. Because apparently a few pieces of wood wasn't enough. How have I not learned before that wood burns freakishly fast?? If we hadn't had some manly men who went out and found some wood in the forrest we would have frozen our little behinds off! Lesson learned.

The Daley's are just the best and we talked each others ears off next to an incredibly warm fire till late in the night. We had hot dogs and smores, and an amazing breakfast complete with eggs, bacon, orange juice, and fruit. What a good life we live.





 It's dark and fuzzy, but I love selfies with this little babe.

 Gooood mornin'! Lucy did great sleeping in a tent with us! She woke up a few times and I reached over to feel that her hands were ice cold. I warmed them up in mine, tucked them back into her blankets, and repeated a couple hours later.




 We wanted a picture with all of us. Ha!


Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Peaches for days

One of my grandpa's lives in Brigham City and is a fruit farmer. Everything he grows is the yummiest, but I will openly admit that no fruit beats his peaches. If you tried one of his special peaches, there would be no question that it was your new favorite fruit. YUM.

This year grandma brought me down my own box of peaches. I felt like such an adult for getting my OWN box. And let me tell you, every peach from that box was used and loved.

I borrowed my parents dehydrator and made dried peaches, smashed some up all yummy for freezer jam, but we mostly just cut them up and enjoyed them all ourselves (peaches, milk, and sugar anyone?). Except for Miss Lu, she eats them whole.


Atta babe.

Monday, August 31, 2015

Elder Osborn's Homecoming

Christopher is home!! What does that mean? Our days have been filled with family, and there is nothing sweeter than that! We have had so much fun planning for his arrival and it all came so darn quickly.

Sweet Kelli (my aunt) came and took pictures at the airport for us so that we wouldn't be worried about snapping any. Instead we stared at our phones checking for any Delta flight updates and walked around anxiously. Oh, and I guess we just stared at that big escalator waiting for him to show up. So darn exciting, I tell you!




























We spend lots of hours preparing for his homecoming and definitely bought too much food. But it turned out wonderful and Christopher gave a great talk in church.


We are so happy to have you back, Pher Pher!


Saturday, August 15, 2015

Lake Powell 2015

Last year I went to Lake Powell 6 months pregnant, without Jordan. That shows my undying love for the place because I couldn't do anything. I went on a mini tube ride and felt like I was going into labor. I did surf though! I'll spare the world the pictures.

The year before neither Jord or I could go. So this was our first year back together since we were engaged! So crazy. And we had a total blast! This year Chelsie made it out with her littles and we had my dad's brother Mel and his family join us. They are the neatest family and we had a fabulous time.

Oh and not to mention, I could go on the "big kid" tube rides, and surf, and cliff dive, and ride the jet skis, and everything else because I wasn't pregnant! I lived it up, I tell ya.



 Makin' money Makin' money

 Awake one second...

 Asleep the next. Lucy feel asleep anytime we got on the boat!


My hubby welcoming me back from a fabulous tubing session.



  Jord was getting some amazing air doing this! It was so fun and hilarious to watch him.


 My husband is a serious hottie. I know.

 Best fans ever!




 All the little boys were so darling with Lucy. The minute she let out any sound hinting that she was displeased they were on a mission to find her binky and be the one to soothe her tears. It was the cutest thing to watch!



I love you, Lake Powell.