ROAD TRIP

My family and extended family took a trip to Yellowstone National Park. At least that's what we were told 8 months up to the actually vacation. 1 week before it apparently all of a sudden never was Yellowstone and we were always going to Jackson Hole, Wyoming. I am actually still not quite sure which one we went to. However, for the sake of my bloggers sanity (even though I was spared none by my mother in confusing me) we shall call it Yellowstone.

I was told by my mother to arrive at the house at 8:30 am. However, I guessed into their trickery and called my little sister the night before (playing dumb) and asked her what time we were planning on leaving. She told me 9:00 am. I KNEW IT! I caught them in their foolery and woke up at 8:00 am, was ready by 9:00 am around my and doddledapartment until I received a text at 9:45 am from Jace saying we were leaving in 10 minutes. One hour later we were finally in the car about to leave.

Apparently, I waken out from my Zombie-like-state (I generally take about 2 hours to completely wake up) because I then realized we were driving a Dodge Ram Quad Cab Larmie.

This confused me quite a bit. For these reasons:

1. This thing is a beast.
2. Doesn't this take a lot of gas?
3. My dad is super cheap. Wouldn't he want to take the least expensive?
4. AREN'T WE IN A GAS CRISIS HERE, PEOPLE?

I then ask,

"Um... Dad, how many miles to the gallon does this thing get?" My father then replies,

"We're hoping it gets 12-13."

Traveling 5 hours (or 5 hours was what we were told) in this thing...

I'm glad my family is doing our part to help out the economy. Ha.

Jace then starts teaching Demarie "Baseball 101" or the "Birds and the bee's of baseball" as he put it. He told her this would help her get a husband someday. He taught her the greatest pitcher of all time, Si Young, told her about the Si Young award, helped her memorize which teams belonged to which League's etc.

Five hours into the trip we then realized that this trip had been falsely advertised. It was not going to take us 5 hours to get there. But 7 and 1/2. This time, I had fallen for my parents trickery. Dangit! I knew I should have "Googled" it myself before we left.

Anyways, here are some funny clips I took of our road trip of us trying to entertain ourselves. Let me know what you think!

Jace me and Demarie singing "Gangsters" Paradise



Jace and me singing "Bohemian Rhapsody"




Jace making fun of Demarie at Subway because she is "Cranky Franky" and how mom always laughs at Jace's jokes and thinks he is the funniest person ever.



Jace "silent singing" because my dad got annoyed of us being so loud while he was "trying to think"

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The Adorables

Here are the kids I nanny.

--------Libby - Age 9

Mandy - Age 7 --------

----------Carter - Age 5

Anni (Pronounced Aunnie) 6 months

I decided I love taking pictures (okay we already knew that) but here are some I took of them. What do you think?





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Droppin' the "H" bomb

As my job, I nanny 4 kids up in Park City. They range in ages from 9, 7, 5, and six months. It is actually a very rewarding job. I used to think I would be the worst mom ever. (Partly due to the fact that I am so adventurous and activity oriented.) But nannying these 4 kids has really given me the confidence that someday I will be a good mom. And I'm excited. I've learned that kids like being adventurous. I have the most amazing job ever. I get paid to play. It's great.

Mandy, who is 7 is one of the girls I nanny. At first, I was a little nervous about her. She has a hard time controlling her anger sometimes when she doesn't get her way. However, I think we all can relate to this in some ways. I'm really grateful for Mandy. I decided that although she has her agency, part of this wasn't her fault... it is just the way her brain functions. I have been working so extremely hard with Mandy on "using her words" when she's frustrated instead of throwing fits. And she's been doing such a good job, I'm so proud of her.

Yesterday, I decided it would be fun to take everybody on a picnic to the park. (They seemed to have a lot of energy and it sounded like a good way to let off some steam.) As we were packing our dinner, I asked Mandy if she wanted to lable everybody's sandwiches with their names. When I looked down at my sandwhich, I noticed she had written a little message on it.

Being the silly girl I am, tears welled up in my eyes as I read this simple message she wrote on my sandwich bag. I love this girl. I love the fact that everytime I come to nanny she changes her outfit to match me. Every once and awhile you get things like that in your life that make all the hard work and patience so rewarding.

A r e a l i t y c h e c k hit me 3 hours later where I realized for a second probably what my mom had felt many times. Mandy had asked if she could go over to a friends house. I unfortunetely had to say no (due to the fact that she was supposed to be in bed an hour ago and her mom was going to be home in a half hour)

She obviously wasn't very happy about this and stormed down stairs screaming, "I HATE YOU!"

I know she didn't mean it. She was just really frustrated.

But at least I was loved for 3 hours.



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