A Trip To The Mine

A couple Sunday's ago, Grandpa Garry called and asked if we wanted to join NeeNers, Grandpa Garry, and the Hansen Family to go see Kennecott. I hadn't been there in years, and Peanut had never been. So, we packed up and spent a few hours at the mine.

We had to ride a bus to the mine, but Carter loved it.



We then were able to see the hole, that is about a mile and a half deep.



The kids got to see a tire, look around, and enjoy.







We then went inside and looked at what is made at the mine.









Grandpa Garry bought all the grandbabies a little treasure and then we headed home for some street tacos. It was a great little Sunday outing.

Meet The Weatherfords

There is a long, I am sure complicated, story behind this. I am not ready to share it all to the world tonight. What I am ready to share is the event that happened yesterday. It touched Our Lil Adams Family, and I believe, at the least, friendships were made.

Yesterday afternoon, Dustin, Carter, and I met the Weatherfords. Who are they? Ed is Dustin's biological father, Laura is Ed's wife, and Wayne, Dustin's half brother.

They flew into Salt Lake City and were headed to Pocatello, Idaho for a family reunion. On their way in they asked if we could meet, have lunch, and spend some time together.

We went to La Luna for some Mexican food, then mozied our way on over to the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory and Coldstone. We then agreed we needed some pictures. I will admit right now I may have gotten a little carried away. But I felt like there were so many pictures I wanted and such little time...I don't regret any of them!






Once pictures were done, the Weatherfords had to get on the road. We hated for the quick visit to already come to an end, but fully understood they needed to head. We talked about a possible trip to Florida this summer, and invited them back to Utah any time!





We are so grateful we were finally able to meet the Weatherfords! As they got on I-15, I found myself a bit emotional. They waved and honked and blew us a kiss like we had done it a million times before. It touched my heart.


We look forward to when we see them again. In the meantime, we are grateful for the few hours we had with the Weatherfords.

Fishing at Strawberry

Late Friday night I got a call from Nathan saying he was going fishing with his brothers on Saturday morning, and asked if we wanted to go. Unfortunately, Dustin worked Saturday morning, but Carter and I were all in.

So, Carter and I left our house at 4:45 AM and headed to Nathan's. Nobody was there yet, Nathan was still asleep, but a few phone callswere made and we pretty quickly were getting ready to go. After a short stop to get coffee and snacks we were headed East to Strawberry Reservoir.


We got there about 7:30 and it was a whopping 31 degrees and BEAUTIFUL
!


Once we got the boat in, we buckled down and headed across the lake. I am so grateful Carter and I had warm clothes and blankets. I don't think either one of us ever got really cold!




It was then time to start getting poles ready and we all started tossing out lines. Nathan was the first to catch a fish. It was a good size and put the rest of us in fairly good spirits. Dave quickly caught a fish after that, which was even bigger and we were even more anxious to catch fish.



As we were trolling, which was something I haven't done in SO long, my pole about jerked out of my hands. I hollered, "I GOT ONE!" and started reeling it in. But the fish was fighting, and I was so far out, I was getting worn out. Nathan tried to take my pole, but there was no way I was going to give it up. When I finally got my fish in, he was HUGE! It was so cool, all the boys were blown away. I took pictures with it, and then after much debate on whether we should keep it or not, due to size, we threw him back in the water because we didn't have a measurement. Quickly after, the boys found a measurer on the cooler, and we now know my fish would have been big enough I could have kept it! I think they knew all along, they just didn't want proof of my ginormeous fish around! ;-)


Dave caught a few more and Jason caught one by the end of the morning. As we were trolling we looked up and saw a beautiful Eagle perched in the tree.






We were home by 1:00 and got the boat clean and said goodbye. It was such a great fall activity, and I so loved the outing. Thanks again boys for counting me in!

Catch A Fish

Monday afternoon I gothome from work and made dinner. Dustin was home by about 5:30 and we ate dinner. As we were sitting there we decided we should take the Little Man fishing. After attempting to catch a fish in Duchesne, we decided we would go over to the park, that stalks fish, and see what we could find

We first went to Wal-Mart to get bait, and I needed a fishing pole...It's pink! No big deal...just pretty awesome! We then got hooks, bobbers, a little tackle box, and one spinner. We then popped over to the pond and setup.


Dustin helped get our rods put together, and on my first cast, I caught a fish! It was ginormeous! Maybe 3 inches long. Carter came over and reeled it in. Once we got the little fish in, Carter and I stopped long enough to take a picture.

We continued to throw the line out, and had the opportunity to catch two more itty-bittys. After the first one, Carter had zero interest in looking at the fish again.


Shortly after 8:30 we packed up and headed home. Carter kept telling us about "catch a fish." "Mom, fish in da water." "Mom, fish" then he would make the fish face! He was darling and has wanted to go fishing every day since..

Duchesne Camping Trip 2010

This past weekend my little family joined my dad and Kel and the Hansen family for a weekend getaway to do some camping. I was pretty sick Thursday and all day Friday, but didn't want to not go. See, I haven't been camping with my dad in probably close to thirteen years, and I really wanted this time with them. I really wanted them to have the time with us and Carter. It was important.

Friday I slept all morning. I didn't think I was going to make it, in fact there were moments I was pretty sure I may be dying...at least thinking it might be the better option. So, Stac picked up Carter and he rode up with her family. I continued to lounge and see if I thought I would make it camping. Luckily about 3:30, the pain began to ease and I was able to start packing here and there. I had to do it in shifts, but I was able to do it.

When Dustin got home from work he helped me load the suburban and get everything else packed and organized. As we were pulling out of the driveway, I thought we were good to go. But, Dustin stopped in front of our driveway, so I asked him what we forgot. He looks over and there was the trailer. Yep, that is right, it is a good thing I wasn't in charge or we would have gotten to the campground with no trailer or tent!

We made a couple stops, and then headed out at about 7:00. As we were going up I-80 the mountains were beautiful! I don't know why, but I was so surprised to see so much color in the mountains already...but I think this is the case for me every year. Dustin and I had nice conversation and were ready for the little adventure.






As we hit our turn off, we were in deep conversation. Dustin was talking to me, we were listening to music, and enjoying some one on one time together. I managed to look at my window and I was all the sudden eye to eye with a moose! Okay, maybe not exactly eye to eye, but I saw the moose running down the very small hill heading straight for my door! It was an extremely large moose, and I stopped breathing! I gasped and then gasped again because I thought for sure I was going to be killed by a moose. Fortunately, by the grace of God, that did not happen. And when I went to yell at Dustin for not speeding up or slowing down, he was just going to let me die, he says..."I didn't even see it." From that point on, I was very aware of my surroundings and on the look out for any more moose!

As soon as we safely made it to our camping site, I got out, rushed to my dad, and told him how I almost died by a moose! We laughed and giggled as the excitement of being together started coming. We decided we better get our little tent trailer setup pretty quick because it was dark, cold, and I was ready to be done.

So up it goes...kind of...it looks easy, but it being the first time we have used it, it was a little tricky. See, it is literally a tent on wheels with two full beds that pop out on the sides. So we put it up, we tie down, and I begin to question how smart it will be for Dustin and I to be on one side of this little pop-up tent. However, he reassures me we will be fine and because he grew up with this trailer I decide to believe him.

Into the trailer I go. We start making the bed...air mattress needs a sheet, I try, can't get it on. Dustin tells me to move so I go to the back where he is near. This is when I believe we went wrong. All of the sudden the trailer was lifting OFF the ground up front and I was falling down and out of the back!!! Dustin is holding on to dear life, I start yelling..."HELP! MAN DOWN! I. REPEAT. MAN. DOWN!!!


From halfway inside and halfway outside the tent I hear the family bursting with laughter. Dustin goes to the top to bring it back down, I start saying don't move because I was literally hanging out of the back and didn't want it to come back down on me and smush my legs! I eventually was able to compose myself enough that I climbed out of the back and then Dustin was able to move forward where Stacy could pull it back down. As I went over to the fire, giggling, Dustin continued to try to figure out our trailer. A few short minutes later I hear, "Baby...I figured out the problem...I forgot to put down the stabilizers!" So...back into laughter we went.

We spent several hours at the campfire talking and laughing. It was so nice to hear the water, be out doors, and be with the family. That night we all froze! I spent less than a half hour in the trailer before I went into the suburban. About an hour or so later, Dustin joined me. As we were sitting there debating who should go get Carter, I heard him fuss, and out I ran into the cold and told him to come to me. Not thinking very clearly, it being FREEZING and 2:30 in the morning, I just kept calling his name until I heard a bonk...Ooops, didn't think about how well he was tucked in and he ended up falling out of the bed. MY BAD! Back into the sub we went and after nearly another hour of freezing, we pulled out the manual, learned how to turn off the daylight savings lights, and then turned on our heated seats. I slept for about two hours before Carter was back awake, and shortly after saw Colin and Papa outside. Before I knew it we were up and at it and loving the mountains we are graced with.





We made breakfast, spent some time down by the water, and relaxed. Later on dad, Bri, and I took the little men fishing. Unfortunately the fish were NOT cooperating and the boys had little patience. We went back to camp and continued to just relax.






Later my dad and I snuck away and went down the river a few miles to try some fishing. I haven't had some serious daddy daughter fishing in such a long time. It was so nice to spend time watching my dad fly fish and have conversation just me and him. I think we both needed it.


When we got back to camp from another very uneventful fishing expedition, Stac and Kel had made a dutch oven pot roast and peach cobbler. MMMM...Delightful! We then stayed up laughing, quoting movies, and enjoying one anothers company more.




Sunday morning came, we made breakfast and then started cleaning up. Dustin got sick and Bri had homework. So, we packed up and were heading down the road fairly early. Dustin and I were second on a motorcycle accident and I was heavily involved in helping get the guy off the hill. I have never needed to be on a scene before and it was pretty intense. I am hoping the guy will be okay, he has been in many of my thoughts since.

All and all it was a fabulous weekend and so nice to spend some time with that side of the family! We are already talking about next time!

And here is my favorite picture of the trip...
I. Am. Framing. This. One!