One Year Old!

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Happy Birthday!

One Year Old

This is my favorite place to take pictures at my house - right by the wood fence in the front yard. It has been so rainy lately, so we were lucky to get a few pics done yesterday on her birthday. We're waiting to do the actual b-day party with the traditional cake-in-your-face when Zen can be here. He should be in from the field Friday or Saturday.



"Don't mess with a girl's binky."


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One Month Old

Born one year ago!

Learning to Go Down the Stairs

We've been trying to get Emma to go down the stairs for a long time now, and today she was finally willing to do it herself, just in time to be one year old tomorrow!




Midway, attempting the 2nd half.

The Little "Baby" That Could.

All the way to the bottom. Success!!

Boneless

Babies and toddlers can pick the weirdest places to just drop down and sleep. Here are a few pics I missed with my recent blogging laziness.

Emma fell asleep on the coffee table, of all places.

Cutie Patootie. 8 June 09

Scottish Festival 12-13 June '09

There should be something for everyone here - 20+ pics!!! Enjoy!


Friday night at the Tatoo, drum majors tossing their sticks/batons high.

No wonder he collected some phone #'s, what a good-lookin' kid!

Foofie-Loo happy to be out of the car and walking everywhere!

Connor and Dani dancing at the tatoo. Zen and I took the babies home early when it started to rain, but Dani and Gil stayed with Grammie to listen to the Wicked Tinkers.

Liz and Zen, Saturday at noon for the welcome/clan presentations.

Love those bagpipes and Scottish kilts!

The drum majors and bagpipe bands. The announcer made a joke about the "littlest drum major", the small boy you see here.

Our clan, the MacGregor's, "Royal Is My Race".

The kids decided to walk with Grammie in the clan parade.

Dani and Connor, but I don't think he was ready to wait so long for his turn to march.

Daddy has such good, big shoulders.

Emma out in the grass by the MacGregor clan tent.

Connnor had a blast running around the tent, playing "catch me if you can" with me, the family paparazzi.

My pretty Dani.

Katy, Liz, and Avy. Good to see the kilt!

Sedona, snacking on Grammie's provisions. Thanks for the snacks, they were a lifesaver, no to mention a pocketbook saver!

Hey, Chris, thanks for cheesin' it up for the camera! And good to see your Dad, too.

Avy, happy to show off her treasures from the Scottish Festival vendors.

Thanks for the seefood Connor. NOT.

Dude, traveling with Emma is just torture. She screeches her head off almost non-stop, wanting to get out of her seat. So, even though it was only 25-30 min. from home, we couldn't take it anymore, and we stopped at Little America for a break.

They had a nice playground there.

Emma was happy to move around, and taste wood chips. Uhghh.

Hope to be at the Scottish Festival next year! We'll see what loot Mom and Jane pick up in Scotland this summer!

It's Pretty Much About The Swords

Don't die of shock, or anything, but I'm blogging tonight. I'm going to split my Scottish Festival post into two posts, one now about swords, and one tomorrow night about the festival, 'cause I am not staying up past midnight blogging.

We went to the Salt Lake City Scottish festival this weekend in American Fork/Lehi Utah. I took a zillion photos, mostly of the kids enjoying themselves. Gil had the most fun, I think. He got a real sword, a blue beverage bottle he wanted for a keepsake, and two phone #'s of chicks he met at the Tattoo last night, and on the drive back to Grammie's house, he spent the whole time texting them. Teenagers in the modern era. "I'm a play-ah," he said. Sigh...

But he was really into the festival. Grammie may have a convert. On the way home, I asked Gil if he would be willing to wear a kilt next year. "Yeah, that would be awesome!!!" We'll have to start saving our pennies for an authentic McGregor tartan kilt or two.

This year we splurged and bought all the kids wood swords, and got a nice metal sword for Gil. Dani also saw these cool celtic leather and bead hair braiding do-dads, but I talked her into letting me buys supplies so we could make a lot more of them for the same price the vendor was charging at the festival. More pics after we get the supplies.


Gil and Connor at the fesival, outside the McGregor tent.

Gil and Dani.

We made it home. Hail the conquering heros!

This is a classic Connor expression.

Attack!

Sassy-Loo-Hoo.

Wanna make bets on how long it takes for one of the wood swords to break?

How about how long it takes Gil to do something stupid with his metal sword, and I have to confiscate it?

Memorial Day Weekend

I have heard your pleas, so I am back to blogging! I was away, sheerly for lazy reasons, but I'll try to do better.

Over Memorial Day weekend, we spent Sunday with Sue and her family, for Mackay's blessing. Check out Sue's blog for the story on that. Then, after eating lunch at Brian Nate's Mom and Dad's house (I really enjoyed meeting his mother, a very gracious lady), we went further up the western border of Wyoming, to spend some time with Zen's family. Zen's sister, Jan, and her daughter, Katie, as well as Katie's friend, were there as well. Monday, everyone, except me and the two little ones (Emma was sick, so I kept her at the house), did the traditional Memorial Day activity of visiting all the Allred gravesites around Star Valley. I don't have much detail on that, because I was not there this time. But in times past, there have been volunteers from a local military organization of retired military men who play taps (?) and then shoot off guns in a ceremonial honoring of the fallen dead. After everyone came home from the VF potluck luncheon, we hung out in the backyard for a while before we headed back home.

Emma crashed for a nap at the top of Grandma's stairs.

Grandpa had purchased one of those fun little remote control helicopters, and Connor had a blast playing with it. It was hard for him to leave it with Grandpa at the end of the day. (Look right above Zen's hand, below the painting. It's the Mosquito!)

I love this old cart that sits out in the backyard behind the farm house. It had warmed up considerably by the afternoon, and so I took Emma outside, despite her cold.

Dani and Gil love to go four-wheelin' at Grandma and Grandpa's farm. Connor loved going for rides, too. Gil tried out the motorcycle, but it was tough learning, and maybe he'll give it another shot next time.

Sassy-Loo-Hoo in her four-wheelin' "pinup".