The hike that wasn’t.

So on Saturday we didn’t have any commitments anywhere so I said we must make use of such a day and go to a mountain!  So we drove to Gantrisch which is the mountain we can see from our window.

It was raining, but we thought it might quit.  When we got to the parking lot it was still raining, and so we sat in the car for a bit and wondered if we should just go home.  But then it stopped, so we all got out and I got my camera out and got everyone situated for a picture and then realized I hadn’t put the battery back in it.  Luckily we now have a camera on Brett’s phone.

 

So I took a few pictures as we started up the trail.

It was really really windy and cold.  We weren’t really prepared for that.  The sky was dark in every direction.

Orrin was super cute in his backpack.

Yeah- we got about half a kilometer maybe up the trail, and then we turned around.

It started raining again right when we got to the car.  Then we went home.  Curse you dumb weather that’s beautiful all week and then rainy on Saturday!!  We did take a little walk a bit later in the day through the woods, and Hazel was trying to think of Indian names for everyone.  We called her Wet Bottom after she went pee and didn’t squat quite good enough.  ;)

These pictures are from this morning.

Whatchu lookin’ at?

I sure love this kid’s face.

And here’s a picture of Orrin in his awesome aviator hat that Jane from Maryland knitted for him after he was born.  Isn’t he sooooo cute in it?  I love it.  Thanks Jane!!

Tidbits.

1. I love this picture Hazel made for me.  Me cooking dinner with Orrin on my hip, Hazel sitting and reading a book to me, our orange light; however, there is no washing machine in our apartment (it’s in the basement),s o I’m not sure why that’s in there. 

2.  I got a haircut.  It was supposed to be a trim.  This is the picture I took to show what I wanted:

Basically I just wanted my hair evened out (since the front was longer than the back) and a few very minimal layers at the very front. 

This is how I came out:

Layers all OVER the place.  Didn’t my stylist realize the 90’s were over a decade ago?  Now I will get it cut shorter because me no likey all these choppy layers.  This always happens to me.  I cannot keep long hair!  Grrrr.

3.  I loved the smell of Orrin’s hair today after I gave him a bath this morning.  I kept smelling it and loving it all day.

4.  Yesterday Hazel said to me, “When you come to my school to bring treats on my birthday in 2012, could you dress nicely?”  Apparently I didn’t dress nicely enough in 2011.

5.  On Sunday we went on a walk by the farm and Ethne wore her flip flops which kept falling off all the time.  Once when she was particularly frustrated she yelled, “Idiot flip flop!”  It was so funny.

6.  I printed off this little “poem” sheet

for Hazel to fill out, and this is what she said.

I am sporty.

I wonder win the world stops.

I hear cow bells.

I see nauter (nature).

I want sonshine.

I am nice.

 

I pretend i'm a indian.

I feel trees.

I touch grass.

I worry win i'm home alone.

I cry win I hert myself.

I am wild.

 

I understand nauter (nature).

I say true words.

I dream that I kan fly.

I try my beste.

I hope I have a gud life.

I am kul (cool).

7.  I like when there are funny English translations on signs or things here.  For instance, on the bulletin board at church there was a information sheet about a service project, and across the top in big red writing was “Your help is mostly welcome.”  Ha ha ha!   And on a toy that I bought the other day—a toy that can be popped— it said, “Caution.  To avoid the sharp matter and point.”  Although with that one I don’t think it has anything to do with translation from German to English, I’m pretty sure that came straight from Chinese to English.  I see things like that all the time and find them so amusing.

8.  The other day I was walking Hazel to her friend’s house for a birthday party and we were talking about some of her classmates and things, and I asked her if I was seven years old and in her class would she like me.  She said, “Yes.  But you would be the only one with red hair.”  And I said, “…So?”  And she said, “Well, that would be not so comfortable.” 

9.

“Awww- my big sister Hazel.  She’s always so nice to me.”

 

“My brother Jethro.  Whoa.”

 

“Uhhh…”

 

“Mom, are you seeing this?”

 

Cut your own flowers.

So Brett bought me a new lens for my camera for my birthday.  It finally got here and I took it out to the roadside cut-your-own flower garden.  (For those of you who actually know about lenses (I don’t) the box says it is a Tamron SP AF 28-75 mm F/2.8 macro.)  I just know it takes really awesome pictures!!

 

 

 

I think this one is my favorite of the bunch.

Flowers are pretty.  Husbands who order new lenses for me are nice.  The end.