Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Grandma Braun's House

At the end of our jaunt around the country (and at the beginning of Bryan's) the kids and I stayed at Bryan's parents' house in Spokane.  We made messes, ate lots of food, overstayed our welcome, and otherwise had a wonderful time.  Okay, to be fair, Brenda always made me feel welcome.  But we did eat lots of food and make messes.  And have a wonderful time.  Here are some pictures.

Just having some dollhouse time. 

Both kids zonked out in the drive home from church. 

She didn't really go for the Teletubby (How do you spell that?).
That's why he's (she's?  What are teletubbies anyway.)
 sitting all alone back there. 

Hello, handsome.  

Hello, gorgeous!


Running around the table. So fun!

Toddlers are blurry in so many of my pictures.

 Brenda and Barry took their son Stephen to BYU, and I rode along for the opportunity to visit my grandma in a care center.  She was happy to see us.  She kept telling all her friends and nurses that Peter was her 72nd great-grandchild.  They were all properly impressed.
Little matching boy!

The Brauns watched Heidi at the park while I visited
with Grandma.  This is her learning how to slide.  The first
 time, she kind of fell down before she was ready.
 Enlarge to see a really funny face.  

We also went on their ward camp out.  Where I saw my friend Holly from BYU!  We were in the same year of the same major, so we had almost every class together.  And we were buds... we always chose to work together on group projects.  It turned out that she married a boy from Spokane too!  She married the older brother of Bryan's really good friend.  So Holly and Caleb were at the camp out, and we chatted for a while.  So random, and so fun.

Nature time!  

Grandpa Braun taught her how to put her hands in her pockets.  
Little snuggled boy.  Who did not freeze!
I learned something from my last camp out.
Playing in the woods and on the beach is hard work.






Peter spent a lot of time like this.
He slept best snuggled next to me.   But I also had to
chase Heidi, so this was a good solution.
Except during mealtimes. 
When it was time to go home, I flew with the kids from Spokane to Washington D.C.  By myself.  With all our stuff.

An adventure.
The first flight was great.  They both slept the whole time!
So happy. 



I had a layover in Denver, so my dad came to see us.
He helped us pass the long three hours.
The second flight was less awesome, though... Heidi did NOT sleep.  The man in front of her commented when we landed that she's training to be a soccer player.  Oops.  And everyone on our row got drinks, except Heidi and Peter and me.  Bryan suggested that it was because of Heidi and Peter and me.

Har.

Well, it ended, and Bryan picked us up and showed us our new home!

He had done all the apartment hunting, all the sleeping on my sister's couch during apartment hunting, all the sleeping on the floor, all the cooking without food or utensils, all the utility set-up. All alone for a month.  And I flew from furnished home to furnished home, always surrounded by family. :)