I love Klondike weekend!

My sweet husband is the Scoutmaster of our ward and as we quickly found out soon after he was called, being in charge of scouting in the Farmington 21st ward is no simple task. I could tell by the way the bishop went on and on about the blessings we would be receiving because of Tyler's service that this was going to be an involved calling, one where I may begin to wish my husband was home more. But actually, even though we do weekend campouts each month of the year (yes, even in the winter), multiple meetings weekly, and have very involved, persistant, and wonderful parents, Tyler totally loves his calling and I love that he loves it and can do something that comes naturally to him: hang out with 12 year olds.

Anyway, the January campout is always the Klondike, if you've never heard of it ask a boy scout and you will get some great stories I am sure. Troop 1199 took off for it last weekend, which left Cole and I with 3 days to fill without dad around. So, I did what I wish I could do every weekend and I went home to Neola! Don't get me wrong, I don't love Klondike weekend because Tyler leaves, that part stinks. But if he's going to be gone, I might as well spend it with loved ones (and extra babysitters!).

Before we all took off, Tyler and Cole had some bonding time in the tub. Tyler taught Cole how to blow bubbles (he's a little afraid to get his head in the water so we're trying to help with that) in the water. Cole thought it was the funniest thing he'd seen all week, here he is laughing at daddy.

They would take turns, and when it was Tyler's turn Cole would push his head in the water like so:

We said farewell to dada and drove out to the greatest place for a grandkid to be: grandma and grandpa's. They had a TON of snow, and thanks to dad's efforts in making some terrific four-wheeler trails through the fields, we were able to drag the sled behind the quad and have a ton of fun. Tegan came with to ride with Cole while I drove. Cole just couldn't be happier than he is on a four-wheeler. This is before we took off and before his face was frozen.

This is after riding around for an hour and after the face is frozen. Although he couldn't smile or talk, he had a blast! He couldn't decide if he liked driving with me and going super fast to throw Tegan off, or riding in back with her.

I just thought this was a great picture. He was sitting in front of me while I drove, and I hopped off to put the sled on the back so we could head in. He didn't move one inch, he was holding on and looked like he was frozen on for good! He usually turns around to watch me, but he didn't even turn his head. It cracked me up.

He sure loves his grandma and grandpa. He loves to help with whatever you're doing on the kitchen, and he's becoming a good little stirrer and pourer. It's fun to have him right up there with me learning about it all. Here he got to make cookies with grandma! This of course is his favorite part, as soon as you start putting things together he insists on a "taste!!".

Saying cheese, ready for a snack. He loves to have his snack on a stool on the kitchen floor, both at our house and grandma's. Sometimes I feel like I'm feeding a puppy because I put the food in a bowl then put it on the stool. Funny.

It was a great weekend at the grandparents, then I came home to beautiful flowers! I loved them so much I wanted to share...

These are just some extras from today I wanted to add. We were hanging out with our buddy Will, and the boys noticed these empty tubs and decided they made a perfect boat. They played in these for a good half-hour, 45 mins. They wanted their snack in there, and I had to make them get out so we could head to school. It was so cute!

Cole thought it was funny squishing down inside and shutting the lids...until he realized he couldn't un-stuck himself. MAMA! HEP!!!

Coming up next: big belly pictures!!