Haying Season at the McDowells

Greetings from Wyoming. Isaac and I have been here for a little over a week and he has found tons to keep him busy and our adventures are not lacking anymore.

Haying season in Wyoming means irrigating. Wayne, my brother, leaves every morning to change the irrigation water while the rest of us eat breakfast. Isaac is pretty attached to his Uncle Wayne. One morning Isaac decided he was done eating breakfast and was going 'by' with Uncle Wayne. He ran to the mud room and put on Wayne's hat and boots. He was ready to go. After a couple minutes of me saying lets wait for Uncle Wayne to come back, he decided Grandma needed to wear the hat and boots to go find Uncle Wayne. Isaac has also found his way to the tractors and 'vrummm vrummms' AKA four wheelers.



Next adventure, the kiddie pool at Grandmas. It usually went something like Isaac and the trucks in the pool, splash around, trucks and Isaac out of the pool, trucks and Isaac back in the pool. He's also discovered how to work the hose. He turns it on high and puts it between his legs trying to drink out of it. What a curious little guy I have.

And, a few other random pictures of reading with Grandpa, trying to pick up and squish ants on the sidewalk and taking over grandma's vacuum.

Meanwhile, Justin is in Grand Junction missing Isaac and going out of his mind studying. We get to see him in less than twenty-four hours though. We miss you Daddy!

Lack of Adventure

The last couple weeks, maybe months, have been a little unRammell like. We are usually full of adventures to share with you. But, I guess studying for two bar exams is kind of important. So, our adventures have to wait for a couple more weeks.

Here's a little picture roundup to give you all your Rammell fix until our next adventure comes along.



We've got Isaac learning to walk in heels. Justin selling all his 'trad' climbing gear to support a less dangerous sport, fly fishing and to buy a new ukulele. Isaac teaching Justin how to drink from his sippy cup. Justin calls this a new form of torture -- baby boarding. Isaac wandering around the house saying, "Dad fishy Dad fishy" in Justin's new fishing pack. And finally, Isaac and Justin planning an after-bar-exams fishing trip.

Until the bar exams are over, IJ and I are heading home. We are going to spend the next week at weddings and such in Wyoming. The week after that we will be at the Rammell's waiting for Dad to fly-in from Cheyenne. But, don't feel too bad for Justin, he has a four day conference in Aspen starting Wednesday. It sounds more like a big party than work.

Cherries!

We live on the west side of GJ near the fruit orchards. We LOVE the fresh summer fruit. On Saturday morning, we went to an orchard to pick our own "pie cherries." According to Diana, (who is always right) pie cherries keep their flavor and hold up better than sweet cherries in a pie. Even though they are a little sour, we ate more than a few in the orchard. Isaac had a blast picking, eating, smashing, and throwing them. We paid for an extra pound to cover his fun. The best part? They were only a $1.00 a pound and they pit them for you!

Swimmy Swimmy

For the past two weeks Isaac has been taking swimming lessons. It's a Mom and Tot class, so I got to swim with him. We went four days a week, half an hour each day.



I kind of wondered if the lessons would do any good with Isaac being so young. After the first few days I was still wondering, because he just wanted to hang around my neck. So I decided to have his teacher, Miss Estella, take him. He LOVED it.

He can now lay on a kick board and kick, hold onto a noodle and float around the pool, jump from the edge and pull himself back out of the water, blow bubbles and float on his back. That's alot for a 16 mo old.

Now I have to hide his swimming suit. Whenver he sees it, he puts it and his shoes into the 'swimming bag' and begs to go sim (as he says it). I guess swimming is one way to keep us cool in this 100 degree weather we're enjoying!