Thursday, June 28, 2012

A Visit From Up North

Rachel came to Montrose in May and I'm finally getting around to blogging about it.  We had a great time visiting and trying to keep the kids entertained.  Of course there were lots of projects.  We couldn't just shop and relax when there was so much on my "leave it until my sisters come" list.  Projects aside we had lots of fun!
We spent plenty of time in the car going to do fun things.  This is at Baldridge Park.
 
 
 
 We also went on a Falls Hike around Ouray.  This was the first of our three, Cascade Falls.
 This is at Bear Creek Falls right off of the Million Dollar Highway.  It was a little cold and windy, but fun none the less.
 I've blogged about this falls before, but it's really neat how it shoots out from underneath the road.
 We saved the best for last.  This is Box Canyon Falls and was by far the coolest falls we saw that day.  We hiked down into the canyon and then took the stairs to the bottom.  It was really fascinating how the water has worn on the rock walls and smoothed them.  You can kind of see it in these pictures, but need to see it in person to really do it any justice.  We were all equally amazed!
 
 After we hiked down into the canyon we hiked to the top of the falls and found this cool tunnel that goes through the mountain.  It is part of the Ouray Perimeter Trail.  We will have to go back and finish it another day.
 We played with homemade play dough in custom colors, pink and blue.
 And used the table as a jungle gym.
 
 This was one my favorites ...Evelyn climbed on to a chair and got herself stuck.  She yelled "I suck, I suck, I suuuuuck! Mommy help!" until I showed her how to get unstuck (unsuck). By far the best thing she has been saying lately! (Whenever she sees this picture she says it again...gets me laughing everytime)
 
 We had a great visit and can't wait to see all of them again!

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Gone Fishin'

Every spring in Montrose the Fish and Game Department holds a free fish day.  Anyone and everyone is invited to come to Chipeta Lake, license or no, and try their luck.  Every child who comes is given a fishing pole to keep along with up to 4 fish.  So on Saturday, May 5th we did just that.  Jesse had to work so Evelyn and I went with our friends, the Jacksons: Jaron, Crystal, and their sons Bo and Jesse.. 

The first and only time I have ever been fishing was in Hell's Canyon at a family reunion.  Although I didn't actually fish.  My uncle told us that anyone who wanted to fish would have to put the worm on the hook themselves...and I'm sure you'll be shocked to know I couldn't do it.  So I didn't catch anything nor did I touch a fishing rod.  I just looked at the worms for a while trying to build up the guts to do it, then went and found something more interesting and less gross to do.  This time Jaron was kind enough to put all of my worms on for me and Evelyn and I had a very productive day.

As you can see she isn't to fond of worms either.  She kept dumping the worms out of the cup and screaming when she looked down.  It was pretty comical. 
We stayed for a little over two hours and between the six of us we caught six fish; five of which we kept.  Most of them were trout and Evelyn and I caught two of them!  And when I say "we" I mean I reeled them in with her on my hip! (Not as easy as it sounds)
On our way home we stopped by the hospital to show off our catch and Jesse played impressed really well.  I was excited until he told me "no, the fish could not wait until he got home to be cleaned".

So lots of first for me today...first time I went fishing, first time I caught a fish, first time I got my hook stuck in the reeds, first time I touched a fish, first time I cleaned a fish...yuck!

I called Jesse once I was ready, to tell me what to do...He assured me that it was easy and needless to say I ended up calling Rachel to talk to Travis (who was unavailable) and Charlotte who I found out has never actually cleaned a fish either...So I did what anyone else would do and turned to the internet.  Where I found many helpful and very detailed videos showing me step by step how to clean a fish. 

So here is my proof! It was a very productive nap time and super easy! And lets just say thank heavens for whoever invented rubber gloves.  Without them these fish would have been fertilizer! 


These little buddies are currently sitting in our freezer waiting for a good recipe...and I can't wait to try them!

(Interesting side note for the Christensens...When Jaron found out that I was from Fruitland, he wondered if I knew Grandpa Higley and of course I do...Grandpa Higley is Jaron's actual Grandpa and the Condies are his counsins...it's a stinking small world and I swear the more people I meet the smaller it gets!)


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

A Flower Pot Is Not A Hat


A flower pot is not a hat. 
A lamp shade is not a hat.
A frying pan is not a hat. 
If I put it on my head it is. 

When I was little my Aunt Julie gave me this book; it was one of my favorites and held sage words of wisdom like A little brother is not a chair...If I sit on him he is.  I haven't thought about it much since childhood, but recently it has been on my mind a lot!

Evelyn has always been fascinated by hats and I'm sure if she had her way she would wear one every moment of every day.  Her fetish has morphed into more of an obsession.  She seems to think that since she likes hats so much everyone else MUST like them also.  She likes to put them on both Jesse and I and even her stuffed goat, Munch.  She points out each hat she sees, excitedly yelling "HAT, HAT, HAT" until said hat is acknowledged.
Her newest step in hat love has been to put random things on her head and declare them hats.  Here are some of my favorites.
A sock
A peach cup
A cucumber
A pair of pants
A milk sippy cup
A water sippy cup
A cereal bowl
 
And my all time favorite...daddy's hand.  She grabbed Jesse's hand, put it on her head and declared it a hat.
A sock is not a hat.
A peach cup is not a hat.
A cucumber is not a hat
A pair of pants is not a hat.
A sippy cup is not a hat.
A bowl is not a hat.
Daddy's hand is not a hat.
But when she puts them on her head they are!