A Mammoth Good Time

We got back a week ago from our trip to Socal/Mammoth. It was a really fun trip and the drive back here wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Brian and I haven't been to Mammoth for a few years, and I completely forgot how high the altitude was there. 7500 feet at base (which is what it was at the condo we stayed at) and almost 12,000 feet at the top of the peak (which none of us except Brian got to while he skied) really does a number on your lungs. Going up a short flight of stairs winded me.

The weather was really warm while we were there, so it was awesome not having to bundle Nolan up every time we left the house. We all went dog sledding for the first and probably last time. It was a neat experience, but really not all that. During the ride I kept thinking, This is so weird, we're being pulled by these poor dogs. We did it because I was for some reason hell-bent on getting Nolan some kind of experience while in Mammoth when in reality, he pretty much hated it and whined/cried throughout the whole ride. I realized afterward that he was probably completely blinded by the sun and snow--duh, all the adults we're wearing sunglasses for a reason. Yeah I know, what a GREAT mom I am.

The a-frame condo Brian found was pretty awesome, too. We'll definitely be repeat customers to this house.

Anyway, some pictures, because that's what you're really here for:


The three of us on the deck of the condo.


Nolan and his grandparents at Mammoth Village.


Nolan ponders whether he'll ever see his kitties again.


Playing legos with Halmoni.


Nolan spots a UFO at Mammoth!


Say nugget! (that's really what the musher who took our picture said)


They work hard for their kibble (lugging stupid humans around).


Connect Four--Game 26 of 1789 (we played A LOT of Connect Four; Nolan carried pieces around in his mouth for us).


We avoided the clean-up fee by having Nolan "wash" all the windows. Yum!

Tickle Me Nolan

Nolan gets a good tickling and keeps coming back for more....

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Spring!

Already?? It's the end of March and I haven't posted a thing! A lot has happened...Nolan's Mimi visited, we took a quick trip to Tahoe with the Drukers, and Nolan turned 18 months! He's such a little nut now, running around the house like a little psycho, babbling like crazy, and the real fun stuff for us--tantrums! When he's really upset, he really let's us know. Stomps his little feet, rolls around the ground, kicks, not to mention the whining and crying. Thankfully, he's only behaved this way at home so far, and I'm hoping it stays this way. He's talking a lot now, too, though he only has a few discernible words amongst all the babble. Things like "Rocco," "Charley," "shoooz," "all done!" You know. The real important stuff.

Photos! For You!

Here's a random assortment of recent photos. Nolan got haircut #2 last Sunday, which is why he looks ready to join the military (high and tight!). Though dressing him in camo doesn't help matters. This trip to the beauty salon involved fewer tears but much more head jerking/twisting and Nolan threw in some screaming for good measure. It seems so much easier to have a girl when it comes to hair, because you can just let it grow--I'm really not looking forward to taking him for a haircut every few months. I suppose we could let Nolan's hair grow too, but unfortunately, Nolan's hair tends to get mullet-y, and this is not a look we want our son to rock, at least not while we have any say in the matter.

Anyway, without further ado:

T-Shirt Contest of the Non Dry Variety*

You know those athletes--runners come to my mind--who, say, during a race, run by and grab water and throw it at their faces? I'm not sure if they're attempting to drink any of that water or if it's just to cool off, but Nolan's training for that. Not the running part, just the water on the face part. Or he's figuring out the best technique for a not dry t-shirt show*. (oh no he di'int!!) See for yourselves:


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*i don't want any unsavory folk to find nolan's preh-shus site after googling the common term for this type of contest (see: drunken party games for idiots). there's just some nasty stuff going on in them there interwebs is all.

Attack of the (almost) 3 Foot Monster*

It's been awhile since I've actually written anything about the dear old boy, and I'm not in the mood to write anything now, so....here's a video to tide y'all over.


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Oh all right, if you're gonna beg, here's one more of him chatting on the phone:


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Riveting stuff, I tell ya...

*cutest monster you ever did see! also, i mean 3 feet in height--nolan hasn't grown a third foot. although, how cool would a tripedal toddler be?

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