First Meal!

Just Blame My Parents

So it’s been three months since I have been able to blog and I want to explain to my readers that it is because of my parents. I blame them because they have been taken over by their addiction to that stupid Frontier Ville game on facebook. But don’t worry both of them include me in the game now. So, at least they love me that much. Anyways, I must also confess that I have had a very busy summer, between traveling and just catching up with some old friends, (Shout out to Mr. Bug) I have not been able to sit down and write. Anyways, I just want everyone to know that I’m back and I will be posting my summer activities soon.

My First 5th of July

My first 4th of July was postponed to the 5th due to the federal government not recognizing a holiday on Sunday, not because of other reasons. Yes, I may be little but I follow the news. Also, the Federal Reserve was closed so Mommy and Daddy got the day off. J We spent the weekend in Idaho Falls spending time with family. On Sunday, Grandpa Lembrich took me to see all the American/Liberty Flags and showed me the ones he carried. On the 5th, we got up and I think it was the first time Mommy has ever been to the parade before it started. It was very exciting, so much in fact that I had to take a quick nap just to keep up with the excitement. That night was the big show that Mommy and Daddy kept talking about, the fireworks. Again, I was so excited that when we got there I fell asleep and unfortunately I slept right through them. So I guess my 5th of July was just too much for me and maybe next year I will be able to stay awake for the Fireworks. Anyways, Happy Birthday America!

My First Visit to Yellowstone

In June, my parents celebrated their anniversary by going to Grandpa Rice’s cabin in Island Park and visiting Yellowstone. Of course I tagged along, (let’s face it they are never going to get to be alone ever again J ) After five hours of driving and being trapped in that awful carseat that my mom claims to be comfortable, we arrived in Island Park. On Saturday morning, we planned on going to Yellowstone until Mommy tried to take a shower and found out that there was no hot water. So after Daddy found out that he forgot to do a crucial step in the water turning on process, we all hopped back into the car and drove back to Idaho Falls to get tools to fix the water heater. Now some of you may be making fun of my mommy for not being to go without hot water, but I must inform you that we are not talking about your average cold water, we are talking about mountain river cold water that still has frost on it. So I will defend my mom and hot water was a must for the weekend. We finally were able to go to Yellowstone on Sunday and it was great. There were tons and tons of buffalo, elk, and we even saw a bear (well we drove by a bear; mom didn’t want to stop and be the bear’s lunch.) We did the upper loop with all the fun geysers and I now know that my parents cannot complain about my diapers being stinking because those geysers smell much worse, but they do give me something to aspire to. Yellowstone was fun and I can’t wait to go back when I’m older and can actually see out the window, but I must give my parents the award of “Best Backseat Entertainers” because I was laughing and giggling the whole time. (Pictures and Video coming soon.)