Tuesday, June 21, 2016

devil's bathtub hike #2

Despite Noah's insistence after our first Devil's Bathtub hike that we do it yearly, we missed year. On June 10th, when we no longer felt sore from our half marathon five days prior, and it was incredibly hot outside, we desired to cool off and hike at the same time and thus drove up to Spearfish Canyon. 

Ah, much better. Those creek crossings were not nearly as cold as I remembered from last time, but that was in September. This day was 91 degrees.

We remembered this burl, but I still don't know why they form...

Pretty everywhere!

Another creek crossing. Snap needed some prodding on the way up but did better on the way down.

It was nice and cool in the shade.

Selfie proof I was there as well.

Go Snap go!

This wall just before you come to the Bathtub is my favorite part of the hike.

The valley/canyon just opens up and with the water going right by over smooth rocks  it's so beautiful.

I took a lot of pictures. 

But hey, it's my blog and I can do what I want. 35 pictures? No problem.

Two years ago when we did this Ezra was pretty unsteady on his feet and therefore Terry carried him in a backpack. He did very well this time. Of course he needed us to hold his hand through the water but he wasn't afraid at all.

Samuel also did great. He needed help last time but was on his own the entire hike.

Since it was a Friday, we hoped the crowd would be thinner than during the weekend. Perhaps it was but it was still very busy when we reached the Bathtub.

One more rock to climb down.

Finally reaching the actual Devil's Bathtub.

Last time Noah had to be convinced he'd be okay to go down the waterfall but not so this day. He dropped his backpack, took off his shirt, and went for it without a backwards glance.

This was my very first time going down! It felt colder, but still refreshing, to have my upper half submerged. 

Noah slide a second time and then Terry went down the waterfall that flows out of the Bathtub above.

This was the first one Evie went down that day - she did go down the Bathtub waterfall with Daddy though.

And Noah too. Samuel and Ezra didn't do any sliding.

Then it was time to jump into the lower pool.

Some older boys were jumping from the higher cliffs but my kids were good with just this one.

Terry jumped from the cliff though. I'd like to someday, but not with a huge audience.

Looking back up to the Bathtub. With my clever camera skills I could cut people out of the frame, but some had definitely left after we arrived.

I had never noticed this sign before.

There were a couple high school looking girls hogging the waterfall forever, taking selfies, posing, throwing their hair around. Ew. Finally we had a chance to have Noah take our picture real quick.

Evie and Samuel hung out on the side of the lower pool watching the big boys jump and helping them to clear the bottom of the pool of rocks.

I asked a woman to take our picture. A crowd came through from above at that exact moment and I had to crop out a lot of the frame. 

Still not bad.

Even more cropping so not as clear, but there we are.

I would've liked to linger more on our way back down but we were tired and hungry. It's even more beautiful on the way down.

We were walking along with several other families.

I hung back a couple times to get a fuller shot of the cliffs.

This is one of my favorites shots. Once we reached the van we drove to Cheyenne Crossing where we all had nearly the best hamburgers ever, and then moseyed on home through Deadwood, remembering our race. We stopped at Robaix Lake, where Terry's family camped and fished a lot and we would like to as well, past the old Boondock's, and finally home. Good day.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Evie's haircut

It's been two years since Evie last cut her hair short and she was chomping at the bit to have it done again. It was longer than it ever had been before, past the middle of her back. It was pretty when it was brushed out nice but that wasn't very often. Her hair is so incredibly fine that it tangles like crazy. It drove her nuts. 

So when I went in for a trim after my trip to see Stephanie,  Evie came along and we went ahead and chopped off about nine inches.

She's very happy with it.  

It's so much easier to care for. 

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Ezra's 3rd birthday

Ezra turned a very big THREE on May 31, 2016!

He was awoken that morning, a Tuesday, by the traditional singing of the birthday song performed by the rest of the family. Now that he's three I think it's time for a twin bed...maybe. Cribs bars are actually good for this punk.

We didn't have time that morning to make a special breakfast so after daddy went to work we all went to the donut shop.

Nom nom nom 

Next, we went to Storybook Island for the first time of the season since it had just opened that weekend.  

It's always good to come here, though I do miss the merry-go-round that used to be where this sand is. 

It was also my brother's birthday (31) so I sent him a face scrunch happy birthday picture. 

I loved this thing as a kid. Pretty sure we bounced it so hard it nearly broke, wild little punks that we were back then. 

Not my Noah's Ark. 

I don't know why I used to think this slide was so fun when I was little. It's so short! 

"Mommy take our picture with the puppies!" 

"I a astronaut mommy," said Samuel. 

"Get in front of the whale. No, not inside it, in front of it. Come into the light." There.

That afternoon I made Ezra's chocolate cake but since I used a different baking powder, the cakes totally bubbled over into my oven. What a mess. Thankfully they tasted fine, and looked fine once frosted. 

We put off Ezra's birthday party that evening because we found out our new friend, Josh, had been tragically killed that morning. Josh was going to be running the half marathon at the same time we did. Terribly sad, tough, and heart breaking.

So the following night we celebrated Ezra.

Three candles.  

Almost got them... 

The best cake ever! 


Who would've thought some peanut "M's M's" could make a boys so happy. 

His very own little Lego tractor. 

Everyone watching with bated breath. 

A puppy monster truck! Actually, it broke several days later and we exchanged it for a jumping monster truck. Happy birthday Ezra, Dwidge, my little baby. We love you!