Monday, May 10, 2010

Snow it’s not…

6     Yes, it really is! SNOW!

These pictures  might make you forgive snow for the longest winter ever… how else would Alice have gotten a chance to see snow? In May?! 3  And though she wasn’t entirely sure how to feel about it:  DSC06851  DSC06852     I am sure I feel like it was an AWESOME day in the line-up of awesome day’s I got to spend in Utah. Early mother’s Day/Engagement Party in Sundance with four generations and our new favorite Dan?! Yeah, that is a good day! DSC06849 DSC06854 (oh! Where’s Dan?! Well, Dan TOOK that picture above… does that count? No? Well, then, excuse me while I interrupt this post to show you one of the wacky/spectacular possible engagement pictures of Lorraine and Dan pttpttpttpttpttpttptt (that’s supposed to be a drumroll): IMG_5066<---TA DA!!          I don’t mean to brag, but it’s official that we Evans girls only like handsome boys. Good job, Lois!)

Okay, I’m back. :)  And Alice is back, too. Back inside, that is, where we California girls like to look at the snow. With a fire. And a hot latte.                                                                                        5DSC06873

Wait. Sorry. I’m going all out of order here! Day one of Utah was in Spring City and looked more like THIS (and when I kissed Russell goodbye at the airport I thought I might get a break from… well, you’ll see…)                                                                             14 <- THAT! I thought I might get a break from THAT. And THIS -->15

Ah, shucks! Boy brothers and boy cousins, it’s all grody! And yes, we saw that, and no the paparazzi will not stop taking pictures now and get you some juice, this is the cost of your celebrity around here and an endless supply of chicken nuggets, apple slices and milk means we get to take all the picture we want!  16

Actually, to be perfectly honest, that was day one of ALL day Utah. Travelling to Utah looked more like this:0502001844 





Why?! Because I thought I was so tough and didn’t need a stroller for the airport, just a purse and a baby and slip on shoes, easy peasy lemon squeazy right? Well, what am I supposed to do with a FAST, CRAWLY, WALKY, GERM MAGNET when I have to PEE?!

Yes, I sat my pink baby on my purse and hung her from the hook on the inside of the stall door, and yes, I took that picture where you think I took it, and no, I have no shame, and YES! I am a genius.  

Whew! I am so glad I went against my better judgment to take that picture because I just burned about a thousand calories laughing my butt off at my own trailer trash self.

Hey, it’s not my fault! Being a weirdo might be genetic. Point? Well, besides poking out the baby doll eyes on Papa’s birthday –>12 how about the solid hour that the ‘kids’ spent warping their faces on Jon’s new Mac?          Photo on 2010-04-22 at 18.42   

And sadly, that’s not even as weird as their original faces…1 

HA! OKAY!! I have to go now before this originally sweet post goes any further to the dark side!  Still to come, BABY SHOWER pictures and other random fabulousness…

Goodnight, Weirdo's!


Erin said...

You know, I've kind of wondered about what you're supposed to do with a child when you have to do your business. Now I know.

The Farrell Family said...

Sounds like you had lots of fun. The baby hanging in the purse is classic! Good thinking Miss Alissa. :)

Stefanie said...

I think I peed my pants.

Andrea said...

"The Baby Hanger Purse", never travel without one! You should market it.