It hasn't been long since my last post, but it feels like forever. While Braydan was climbing Mt Rainer (their last scout trip --wahoo!), we flew to Billings. And what a trip we had! It was so fun and relaxing (for me at least . . . maybe not for Alisha and Mom) I was a little worried . . . okay a LOT worried about the plane ride, but we survived. I think next time I will check a bag instead of carting a stroller, two bags, my camera bag, 2 kids, and half pushing, half dragging Kaleb's carry-on bag. We held up the line through security! People were so nice though. A lady helped us in line, then a guy carried Eliza and the stroller down the stairs. An elderly lady offered to hold sleeping Eliza so I could take Kaleb potty on the plane. I could go on . . . It really restored my faith in humanity!
The rest of the trip is a blur so I'll just comment with the pictures.
The kids having fun with the "black grandma." Kaleb called Mom that and Grandma the "white grandma."
One day Dad flood irrigated the yard and garden. The kids had a blast playing in the water.
It brought back many memories
Mom working in her beautiful humongous garden. She only made us pick beans once. No weeding!
Alisha says, "See Eliza. Horses aren't that scary."
Eliza says, "Oh yes they are!"
" . . . I'm much happier attached to Mom's hip."
And Jessica says, "I agree. I'm much happier on solid ground instead of on a big scary horse. But I'll go for one ride with Mom."
I went to a YSA activity one night with Alisha (I thought about taking off my wedding ring. . . jk Braydan). I think she had the most fun out of anyone, as you can tell by her hands up in the air. I stayed safely out of the water, behind my camera. We played tennis that night too for old time sakes and I whooped her (ha, ha lish).
I loved the storms. It would be so hot in the day and then the clouds would roll in across the big sky.
Kaleb and Eliza never saw so much wind and lightening before!
Cutting the hay with Grandpa
Notice Dad's arm around Kaleb. So cute.
Visiting the goats at the Mayes house
. . . and pigs.
Kaleb didn't want to get on the horses, but then he didn't want to get off.
Two more reasons why it was a vacation for me: I got to sleep in every morning and go running without kids. It was so fun running up in the field, passing cows and horses, getting Alisha's shoes wet and muddy. I loved that (not the ruining her shoes part, just the running).
I also got to cook every night without kids hanging on me. Mom let me buy whatever ingredients I needed and I had lots of fun, especially watching Grandma eat Tika Masala. She never drinks water, but boy did she drink water that night! It was a little spicy.
This is really long so . . . to be continued.
10 comments:
Oh! I love this post. It is great to see you back home, and I love seeing pics of your fam. Montana is a special place!
Oh man it makes me wish we were in Billings too! What a great trip so far, and all the pictures are so fun. I am sure the kids are in heaven and how nice Alisha and your mom are so helpful! Sounds like it couldn't be better there :-)
Wow, it is gorgeous there. I love your Mom's huge garden. Know i know where you get your skills. I am glad you had a break but very happy you are home. =)
it's way pretty out there! summer storms are the best! looks like a fun trip!
Farms look so fun no wonder Braydan wants one.
Don't you just love Montana? I love seeing all those cute pictures of your parents, they really are such wonderful people! Looks like you guys had a blast and kept busy. Going home is always such a welcome "break" for me too! We're headed up there this weekend and I can't wait!
great to see the pictures except of me and my fat gut. It was so fun having you guys home and getting to spend so much time with my grandkids. They are so precious. I loved the break from deciding meals and cooking. Except I used all my food budget $ up already for the month :)
Great pics Jessica! Glad you got to spend some time with the family, I'm sure they all loved having you there!
James used to call his primary teacher in KS his black teacher (she had dark curly hair like your mom's) and he used to call his great Grandma Burnett white grandma. So funny. Too bad we weren't able to get them together. I do better work without them around though.
My kids would LOVE it there! So fun!
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