Sunday, July 26, 2009
Pioneer Day BBQ and S'mores
What do you get when you combine the Smith's, the Mounteer's, Rolo's, Reeses Peanut Butter Cup's, Starburst's, Andes Candies, marshmallows and fire? A whole bunch of spectacular S'mores!! Rolo-mallow, Peanut butter madness, Fruity Delights, and Minty Orgasms (Jer's term...not mine).
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From the head of Leisa at 7:26 PM 1 comments
Labels: 24th of July, Family, fire, Kids, Mounteer's
Palisades State Park
The Evan's family reunion was held at Palisades State Park this year. We had ton's of fun and the pictures will prove it...
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Belle and Brook climbing tree's
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Swimming in the lake, jumping and being thrown off the floating dock, playing in boats
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Relaxing, sleeping, playing on the shore.
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Camping the night. Makeshift fire pit, playing in tents, hanging out in the truck while the grownups set up.
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Random picture of family, from top left: Tre waiting for Grandma and Grandpa to blow up the raft, Jeff and Tre at the makeshift fire pit, Braden and Jer eating 'Cheesey Poofs', Grandma and Lisa Evans, Steph and Brook.
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Heading Home: Tre super tired and Belle with "Moosey".
From the head of Leisa at 6:38 PM 1 comments
Labels: Belle, Family, Family Reunion, Jeremy, Tre, Vacation
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Oh, Tre. Can you just sit still for a moment?
Yesterday Tre had a rough day. Let's start out the story in the morning. Tre gets up, eats breakfast, showers, then waits patiently for me to finish training Mandy so he can go play with friends. Once I tell him it is okay, he rushes straight for his best friends, Noah and CJ. But, they can't play yet because they just got up and still need to get dressed and eat.
Tre is once again waiting patiently for his friends to get ready and decides to ride around on his scooter. While riding past they neighbor's house (in the street...that is a whole different issue) the neighbor dog runs and chases Tre. That little fur ball jumps and bites him on the leg! It is a small puncture wound and way less serious than any other injury he gets on a daily basis, but it is a dog bite from a dog we don't know.
I was not happy to say the least. I tried to get Tre to tell me the truth about what happened. Did you kick the dog? No. Did you pull his tail? No. Did you hurt it in anyway? No. I didn't touch it mom. It always chases us when we ride our scooters/bikes/skateboards/RipSticks. So off to the neighbors house we go. I just wanted to let them know their dog bit a child and ask them about the dogs shots. If it was up to date. Ring the doorbell. Nothing. Knock on the door. Nothing. But I can hear them talking inside and hear the dog barking at the door while the owner tells it to be quiet. What? Why won't you answer your door? Now I'm worried. Maybe the dog is not vaccinated.
Okay. Fine. But where does that leave us? My best friend Google will tell me. Find out that all dog bites MUST be reported whether you file a citation or not. I call Animal Control, which is really just Lehi Police. They were very helpful and friendly and took me serious even though I told them how small the injury was and how small the dog was. An officer came over about 45 minutes later, had us fill out a report, took a picture of the injury, and talked to the owners (they answered the door for him).
Tre is still waiting around patiently to go play with friends. The police officer suggested we call Tre's doctor to see if any further medical action needs to be taken. Sure enough, it does. Tre has to get a Tetanus shot. So it's off to the pediatrician for an exam and a shot and a prescription for antibiotics. We all wait patiently at the doctors office, then again while getting the prescription filled at Target.
Now we're home. I have to go to work in 40 min. and have done nothing around the house that I wanted. I send Tre out to play while I put away some laundry before I have to leave. Not 20 minutes later, Tre comes in the house with that look in his eyes. "What?", I say. "I just got stung by a bee", says Tre.
Argh! Can you catch a break today Tre? No, not really. Knock on wood. I don't really want you to break anything today. It would be just your luck. Sorry buddy, what an adventure!
From the head of Leisa at 9:03 AM 1 comments
Labels: Tre
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
4th of July Fun
The 4th of July is my all time favorite holiday. To start the day off we get up bright and early to pick up Butter Cream Maple Bars from Harmon's. Then it's off to the Murray Parade.
In this collage from top to bottom and left to right:
- Belle showing us her huge muscles after ripping out 6, yes 6! pull ups on the Marines float. She had the WHOLE crowd cheering and shouting. I was one proud momma. I was the one who taught her how to do pull ups.
- Jeff and his favorite little punk niece, Belle.
- Belle and Tre hanging from the tree waiting for the parade to start.
- Braden and Tre being...um, cool. Is that the right word?
- Belle wrapped up in her blanket. It was a little chilly in the morning.
- The BOYS: Jer, Braden, Tre and Jason standing by Braden's new truck!
- The back of Belle's shirt and a picture of those cute patriotic bows I made.
Next up come swimming, diving board contests and a BBQ at Grandma and Grandpa's house:
Braden passed out in the hammock chair. He was up at 3 in the morning to save our seats for the parade. What a great guy! I guess we'll let him sleep a little.
Anabelle was the first one in the pool and the last one to get out. She is my little dolphin. I love taking pictures of her when she doesn't know it. That's why there are so many. Such a cutie!!
To end our (looong) day we go to Murray Park for some games, food, laughs and FIREWORKS!:
My mom trying to tickle Jer so he'll smile (for once) for the camera...it didn't work
There you have it. A day in the life of the Smith/Perry/Mounteer/Fuhriman family. I'm glad I have you all to share my favorite holiday with. Thanks!
From the head of Leisa at 8:49 AM 3 comments
Labels: 4th of July, Family, Summer 2009, swimming