AZ tripWe (my brother, Dylan and I, Wes went to CA) went to Scottsdale, AZ for Memorial Day to see our sister(s). Which was kind of a moot point because they had been up here the whole week before for our grandma's funeral.

We went to a party at my cousin DeDee's house, Dylan met his cousin Kira.

My 1 complaint was that it wasn't very warm, which quashed my plans of hanging out by the pool.
Horse We picked up our loaner horse on Saturday. If you want to know more of that story take a look at Wes' blog.
http://ptsoft.blogspot.com/2008/05/dealers-in-horse-flesh.htmlSo, initially my grandpa wanted to drive because we've never pulled his horse trailer. I was nervous about that because I've seen him hit 2 parked cars in as many minutes. Luckily, my dad talked him out of it, but in the end he still wanted to go along for the ride. She was up in Farmington and by the time we got her home she had scraped her chest up against the manger in the trailer enough to take off a bit of skin. This only added to her already ragged look. She apparently once had a long, beautiful tail, but we were told that she laid down in some water up in Idaho and didn't stand up until it had frozen. Thereby tearing off her tail up to the bone. And another horse had picked on her so she's a little beat up. She has cloudy eye and her hooves have seen better days. Hopefully she'll start looking better with a little love. Anyway, my grandma's horse Joe was really excited to have a new friend. He's a pretty good prancer for a 24 y/o with a lame leg. He gets very anxious if she goes too far from the fence that's separating them, and calls her back.
Today I went over to spend some time with Muffins (our loaner mare). I groomed her, walked and talked with her, led her around on the halter and even lunged her a little just on the lead rope to see how obedient she was. Hypothetically this horse is broke and trained and I was told I could ride her. So I saddled her up and got on. That was quite a bit of air that horse was getting between raring and bucking. Needless to say, I ended up on the ground. I'm not going to lie, I was a little nervous about getting on her again. So I put her on the lunge line with all of her tack still on her, and we worked for probably an hour before she was even kind of listening to my commands. Even then she freaked out and got away from me twice. She let me catch her again really easy after running to the other end of the pasture. The rope burn on my hand from her getting away, hurts more than my possibly sprained elbow. I'm just glad I didn't fall on a sprinkler or in a cow pie.
Wake boardingI'm back on it for wake boarding. We got some good water on Saturday. Smooth enough that my dad got in. My brother tells me that if I cut just a little faster I would get the wake, but otherwise I was getting big air. I'm only good for 1 crash, and I was feeling that on Sunday. Dylan took his first nap in the cubby under the steering wheel. When he woke up my dad held him while he drove. Because we got perfect pass on our boat, you don't' have to do much with the throttle. So my dad just mostly hung out with Dylan, leaning him against the steering wheel until his arms could reach it and letting him drive. Sometimes though, my dad forgot about the person he was towing and needed to be reminded to go back and get them. It was an awesome day on the lake. I wish I had pictures of so many of these things, but the batteries on my camera are dead and I haven't recharged them yet.
DylanDylan recently discovered his feet (the nerdy side of me says, "Yeah, now he'll finish stretching out his hamstrings!") So I found some cute socks that he was given when he was born. One pair has duckies on them and the other are frogs with rattles. He has lots of fun. He giggles more and more each day.

And he'll look at a book while he sits in his high-chair, that makes Wes and I feel like he's smart. He does a fair job sitting on his own though too. Only 1 more month until he starts eating!! I'm selfishly very excited.