Last week Wendy, Angie and Keira braved the threat of May in Wyoming and traveled from SLC to Cheyenne for a visit! We were able to play weather bingo while they were here, meaning that we saw snow/hail/sleet/rain/fog/mist/sun/clouds all within a 24 hour period (BINGO!). Their departure was delayed by six hours because I-80 was closed for snow, ice and wind on Thursday. We hosted them back in October 2009, too, when they braved the threat of October in Wyoming (that time their trip was postponed by a day while we received inch after inch of snow, then proceeded to lose power thanks to a giant storm in Nebraska). When I braved April in Wyoming last year to visit them, my trip was not postponed at all—unless you count the time it took me to drive from Cheyenne to Rawlins at 25 mph gripping the steering wheel to keep from sliding off the road the entire way.
The moral of this story: July is a lovely time travel on I-80.
But! It is impossible not to have fun with this crew no matter the weather. There was a lot of this:
To say the Dillow girls enjoyed Keira would be a giant understatement.
Bridget turned Angie into a frog. More than once.
Wendy put Maddie and Gracie to work helping to kit materials for the classes we're teaching for GASC in June. It may well have been the highlight of their working lives, this "chore" of measuring out ribbon, counting buttons, and filling little plastic bags with scrapbooking supplies.
We celebrated Bridget's fourth birthday! Not one to disappoint, I produced yet another cake wreck. While Angie marveled at my complete inability to make a decent looking cake, Bridget sweetly informed me she loved it. TAKE THAT, CAKE WRECKS.
These photos might seem out of order in a normal world, but Bee insists on presents then cake. She has been dreaming of receiving Pocahontas for her birthday for more than six months; oh, happy day! I begrudgingly had to award Walmart a point for carrying a Flynn Rider doll, too—I had never seen one before, anywhere—but when I was in Walmart looking for suitable party favors for last week's gymnastics party in the outdoor toy section I spotted him. He seems to suffer from a rare form of hip dislocation I've never seen before in a 12 inch doll, but other than that, he was/is perfect. Rapunzel is thrilled, too!
At the conclusion of birthday festivities, it was back to kitting classes for GASC. Much to Matt's chagrin, there are a lot of boxes of scrapbooking supplies in our dining room right now, waiting on the last bit of supplies to arrive before they can get shipped to Texas.
Keira was wildly entertained by a few Dillow specialties; slapstick falling down humor, cartwheels in the kitchen, and a "joke" I made up for Maddie when she was a baby that goes like this: Glibble glibble glibble.... GLOP GLOP GLOP GLOP GLOP. That's all there is to it. Like Maddie before her, Keira thought this was hilarious. So of course we had to do it over and over again. Baby Rule #7: You are required to repeat doing whatever it is that makes a baby laugh.
I thoroughly enjoyed carrying Keira around for a while... this was one of my favorite parts of having little tiny babies (and Bridget, too. When you are born the size of a two-month old, you lose the privilege of being called "little tiny").
Keira patiently waited out her mama's small attack of baby-nibbling....
...while tech junkie Bridget happily played Dizzy Bee and Pocket God on Angie's iPhone. Bridget informed me that she was going to play on Angie's phone before they even arrived. Tech. Junkie.
She also plopped down on the floor a lot to hang out with Keira; this is something she's never been able to do, being the baby herself and all. It was fun to watch her get to play big sister. I did NOT get a picture of her stacking all our couch pillows into a giant tower on Keira's legs. We were too busy monitoring the suffocation risk to get the camera. Because of the road closure and terrible weather on Thursday, we had to ditch our plans to spend the morning in Laramie (HMPH). Instead, we visited a tiny little scrapbook store in Cheyenne to buy supplies for a "spring products three ways" challenge coming soon, then walked around downtown a little (but not much, because the weather was crummy and cold and rainy).
We had lunch at the Plains, where Bridget sweetly commandeered Angie's phone again.
We took advantage of the giant window and gloomy diffused light to get some fun pictures while we waited for our food; isn't Keira adorable? And isn't Angie one of the most photogenic people you've ever seen?
Even Bridget got into the picture, though not before Angie had to bribe her with another game on the iPhone.
We nosed around the Plains before wandering around Wyoming Home and The Wrangler downtown... the stained glass in the lobby is really cool. It's a reproduction based on the best guess of what the original stained glass looked like when the Plains was built (in 1911). Everyone had been all aflutter about Halley's Comet the year before.
Bridget doesn't just commandeer technology, but babies and strollers, too. Watch out, parents with babies and strollers.
After I-80 opened and we sent them off about seven hours later than the original plan called for, Bridget conked out on the couch for a late afternoon nap. I wasn't far behind her. A sure sign of a wonderful visit : ) And there you have it: the visit in twenty photos!
As a general rule, Dillow girls are very good nappers. One might even say they relish a good nap. Once in a great while, Maddie still takes a nap (like the one she took on Saturday—3:30-6:10!!! ACK!!!!) as does Gracie. Bridget still naps more days than she doesn't, though that balance is starting to tip (and thanks to housing maintenance, will assuredly be all the way tipped by the end of the month after the porch roof work is done).
Occasionally, they are also masters of not napping.
Exhibit A, Maddie, 2006:
Exhibit B, Gracie, 2007:
Clearly asleep here, but clearly not-napping for a good long while leading up to this picture. Aside: look how FLUFFY and PINK Piggyboo is! Let me assure you, Piggyboo is nowhere near as fluffy and pink anymore. But still as beloved.
Exhibit C, Bridget, 2011:
I walked past her door the other day and saw this. What?!? Do you need a closer look?
That's all her princess and prince dolls, Groovy Girl dolls, a handful of stuffed animals and Pinkalicious...