Fun in the Sun

We finally got to take a little holiday this month. Well, actually Brandon didn't have that long of a holiday, he only took one day off. But since the 8 hour drive is too long for our kids for only a few days at the cabin, I went out earlier with his parents and he caught up with us on the weekend.

We had a few days in Calgary before we left, so we spent the day at Heritage Park with my sister (who seems to have an endless supply of guest passes). I had a good time being outside in the sunshine, but I think Luke had somewhat less of positive experience. The very first ride we decided to try with him was the car ride. Everything was going fine until the thing started MOVING and Luke was NOT impressed, as you can see from the picture. They actually stopped the ride for us and let us get off early since he was so worked up about it. He did end up with a coupon for a free ice cream cone though, so at least something good came out of the experience.
Once I got him to start calming down he started rubbing his eyes, and the combination of wet tears and freshly applied sunscreen were not very kind to him. He smeared suncreen into his eye and spent the rest of the afternoon whining, rubbing his eye and wanting to be carried.
Finally we decided to cut our losses, get the kids some ice cream and head home. I L-O-V-E this picture. I told Becca to smile for the camera and this is what she came up with. I'm thinking this one needs to be in a wedding video one day. I particularly enjoy all of her band-aids. I'm betting my sister won't be buying princess band-aids anymore.

I think this picture adequately sums up how Luke feels about heritage park. I might wait until next summer to traumatize him further by taking him back.

THe next day we finally headed out to the cabin where things started looking up a bit. Luke had lots of cousins to play with and keep him entertained, which in all honesty, I probably enjoyed more than he did. I've decided I need a 12 year old in my house to do the entertaining.Funny story with this picture. Whenever Carson was laying on the floor Luke would come over, put his hands around his neck and shout, "Be nice to me. Be nice to me Carson. Be nice to me". Sounds a little violent but it was really hilarous to watch.

And my post wouldn't be complete without a picture of this handsome little man. Bryson was a pretty happy camper the whole week. It's so fun now that he is starting to get more control over his body and interact more. I'm pretty much wrapped around his little finger.