a boys night

Jake took Myer to his first Father and Son campout Friday night, but with a 10:00 curfew mind you. So that meant I had a night to myself.  I found all my dry clean only clothes I could find, and went out with a girlfriend.  Dinner was wonderful-- I didn't have to order with a mooching toddler in mind, rush, or leave a mess.  I hate leaving a mess.  And talking with an adult was refreshing.  But, I don't think Jake did this for my sake, he was real excited to take Myer out where they could be boys.  Myer came home filthy but with a smile on his face.  Turns out that campout benefited both of us.  And made us realize that weekends like that need to happen more often.

the pottery wheel

My mom treated to me a mini pottery class where we learned how to make a pot in in a whopping 60 minutes.  I totally ruined my first one (how do you remember all the steps in one sitting??)  And I didn't realize the strength required for shaping clay.  Wow.  I think that's how my first one died... but I'm proud of my second pot.  I can't wait to see it after the kiln.

Again-- so proud.  And no I did not do the detailing around the rim.  That's far too out of my league.  I let the teacher "finish it off" for me.  Now I got to decide what color to glaze it...green?  Thanks Mom!

cali polaroids

This is my favorite way to document our trips

with good old pola.

I don't know how I forgot about these...

but better late than never!

film: px 680 Color Shade Flush

a hike

We took a family hike in the Alpine Mountains to see where the Quail Fire burned.  Jake was curious to see what kind of damage happened to our trails, and I must admit, was a little curious too.  We started in the Box Elder circle and hiked east of the Rodeo Grounds.  It was basically what we thought it was-- black and dry, but what I didn't expect was the lingering smell of smoke.  Really more heartbreaking than anything.  Jake biked these green trials and all we could was shake our heads.

But low and behold, on our way down, we found some green in all that black.  A better way to end the hike, as well as a little promise for the future.

he did this himself

Sometimes when Myer plays too quiet, it spells trouble.

(like the other day when he found the cotton balls...)

But other times, it spells picture worthy.

I found him like this after quietly playing in the sandbox.

They're in order from biggest to smallest

plus he got on that bench himself.

And I thought he was eating sand.

the scouts took him

Jake is at scout camp until Saturday.

Which means I can't sleep,

I'm eating all kinds of sweets,

and surprisingly, keeping my house the cleanest it's ever been.

Spouses going out of town do the weirdest things to you.

2 more days...

a pony ride

Over the weekend we visited one of our friend's family farm complete with sheep, a big dog, a mini horse, and a tractor.  We first fed the sheep apples, and then we took our turn on the pony ride.  The cutest sounds came out of little M.  He was in "hosey" heaven. Then he was in "did der" (digger) heaven when Jake climbed in the tractor with him on his lap.  These new adventures with a boy is a riot.  Oh little farm, you did us some good.