"Picture an Easter" in 5 Parts

part 1

part 2


part 3


part 4


part 5

I know I haven't had much to say today, but I wanted to include this last picture. Just now, it seems to me that it exactly fits my two girls. I can't put it into words, but it summarizes my feelings for Easter this year.

Be Not Afraid
by Greg Olsen

Dormant Genius

Last Friday, Chris and I drove 200 miles to Rexburg to Michael and Amanda's house. The girls stayed home with Amy. Thanks, Amy.

A nice dinner 30 miles farther away that we needed to go, two rousing rounds of well-played Bohnanza and one spilled glass of water later, we finally got to bed around 1:00 that morning. Then we got up at 5:30. Why?

To go to Yellowstone, of course. Isn't that what you do at 5:30 Saturday morning?

It was only the second day the park was open for the season. In a word: snow. Snow is bad for camping, and occasionally detrimental in driving terms, but really good for one thing. Animals. Or rather, animal viewing. They are lower down the mountains when the snow is deep and there is certainly less touristy interruptions to drive them away. That makes for nice entertainment for those who are willing to brave the snow to see them.

It paid off. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves...

Moose Osprey Elk Big Horn Sheep


Buffalo Bear


Oh, wait. That was actually a stump.

This is a bear.

Yeah, we were only fifty feet away. Good thing it was already goin' to town eating something else.

And then there was the scenery...


And there were people there, too.




Ugh. It was too windy for my hair to look cute and I'm too pregnant to look skinny at all but not quite pregnant enough to look pregnant in a sweater...sigh. I had to include it anyway because there are so few pictures of me that actually make it on the blog. At least Michael and Amanda look cute!


As far as my second-ever Yellowstone trip goes, in which we didn't stop at any of the "hot spots" that make Yellowstone what it is, I had a really good time. Other than sitting in a car for over 15 hours while driving roughly 700 miles in one day (we were back home that night)...I was rather sore. My pregnant muscles didn't really appreciate it. They did, however, appreciate all the cushions Amanda brought along. Thanks for sharing!

P.S. The answer to your question is Michael.

Freedom!

I don't know about you, but this seems like an uncomfortable position to sleep in, with your arm all skewed out weird to the side.


But, after four weeks, Megan is now cast free as of yesterday!

Yay!

She was pretty cute at the doctor's. She just sat and watched while the cast was removed, without a sound of complaint. Once the nurse left and we were waiting for the doctor to come go over the new x-rays, Megan kept rubbing her arm and showing it to me.


She found the cast on the table and tried to put it back on. Must have felt weird to have it gone. But, we're over it now. ;)

I think someone who had to live with a cast for a month deserves some kind of treat, right? And what do you get for the girl who lives to eat fruit?


Jamba Juice. It's the first time she's had her very own and let me tell you, it was a big hit. She even figured out how to use a straw just for the occasion.

Let's hope that we are done with broken bones. Forever would be nice, but at least a couple more years...keep your fingers crossed that our boy isn't an accident-prone daredevil.

And just because I can, here is a cute picture taken while Chris was singing bedtime songs to the girls. I like my family.