A Family That Plays Together...

So Chet has had a lot of family here the last few weeks. We have had a wonderful time and miss them all now that they are gone. Here are a lot of our good times. :)



The good times kicked off with fishing at Butterfly Lake with Chet's grandpa, Papa Jay, and his wife, Grandma Cheryl. (Liv and Harris' great-grandparents)

Papa Jay was awesome at playing with each of his great-grandkids. He really took time to get to know all of them.

Liv's turn with Papa Jay.

Chet's second cousin Britlyn (holding Peach her tiny poodle) and her husband John came fishing with us and came back the next night for dinner. It was really fun to hang out with them. Liv and Harris loved the both of them.

The boys spent a lot of time on the tramp.

Harris and his great-grandma Cheryl played billiards for about an hour together. It was so sweet!

Chet's sis, Chelsie, and her husband, Chuck, went with us to dinner and a pre-screening of Harry Potter. It was a blast!

The whole fam at the zoo.

Could they look more like brother and sister?! Chet and his sis Chelsie.

We watched the black bears fight for about 30 minutes. It was very cool. Harris lovin Grandma Wendy holding him.

We went to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple open house and had some family pictures before we went.

Chet's parents have an awesome pool. A lot of time was spent there as well. Fantastic!

The Children's Museum is so much fun for the kids. This is Liv and James (Chet's little brother) doing their best anchor person imitation.

Goofin off in the helicopter.

Chet's Nana, Joanie, trying to play Trouble with the kids.

Harris worships his uncles Chrys and James. This was our last day all together so we went for a family hike in the hills above the Robinson's.

What a view! This giant pipe is where we usually hike to and then walk across.

Could these kids be any cuter?! Cousins enjoying our 24th fireworks on the last night.

The Huntress

Last night, Chet and I were sitting on the couch when our cat, Tiffany, came skulking into the family room. When she turned around and faced me I noticed that she had a mouse in her mouth! I decided the best course of action was to pick up the cat and put her back outside thinking that she would hang on to her catch. (at this point you have to imagine me running around and screaming like a little girl, it makes the story funnier.) Bad idea! She dropped the mouse, which ran across the family room, I in turn dropped the cat freaking out about a mouse loose in my house. The cat then ran across the room and caught the mouse again and then dashed up the stairs. Thinking "crap!" I grabbed the cat halfway up the stairs and of course she dropped the mouse again! The mouse started to climb the stairs and I'm freaking out that he is going to get lost in one of the bedrooms all the while I'm trying to keep the cat from getting the mouse again. So, here I am with the cat in one hand and trying to catch the mouse before it makes it all the way up. (I should mention that Chet is sitting on the couch with his foot elevated and iced from a terrible sprain from basketball earlier in the night) I yell at Chet to get me something to trap the mouse and he can't walk! Every time the mouse moves I scream afraid that it is going to "get me" or run up the stairs. Finally Chet hobbles into the kitchen and get a glass and tosses it to me on the stairs. I trapped the mouse in the glass and thought "ahh hes kinda cute now that he's not loose in my house" but hes gotta go! So I carried the mouse in the glass down the street (yeah it's like midnight at this point) to a field and let him go. What a night!