This one's for Lauren ;)

I'm back to the blogging world, mostly for my poor pregnant step-sister who is bed bound for most of the day with IV fluids and antibiotics being pumped into her.  She requested some new material to read....so here it is.  I know my last post was in November, about July and so much has happened between then and now, but instead of trying to catch up I'm just going to post about whatever I want, whenever I want.  No chronology, just posts of things I want to post about...that way it doesn't seem so daunting.  So here goes...

My step-dad's family has a cabin (mountain home) in Munds Park, which is about 15 miles South of Flagstaff.  It was recently renovated a bit, due to a frozen burst pipe flooding the whole place, and we have been trying to take advantage of it.  We took a long weekend trip there in February with Thomas, Jacey and Emma.

Porter and Emma doing some coloring

Jake still manages to pose and look studly as he naps

There was plenty of snow on the ground when we arrived for the kids to play in

 Porter, of course, loved throwing snowballs

"Best" shot of Port and Emma

Playing at the playground.  Porter will climb anything, but will NOT go down the slides. 

The preferred activiting: Get 2 snowballs from Thomas to carry through this tunnel...

....then throw them at Thomas behind the plastic window

One morning we looked out the window and it was snowing, so of course we all had to go out to play in it.  

We went back to the cabin 2 weekends ago with my mom and step-dad, John.  It was a weekend full of good food, relaxing and game playing.

We of course, had to go to Roma Pizza and it made us all very happy

Johnny and Karen

Porter sucking down some chocolate milk at the Lone Pine

Porter picked a flower for Grandma Karen while he was playing outside waiting for our breakfast to be cooked

Throughout the weekend Porter gathered rocks to put by the front door, when we would come home for the evening he would make sure to ask if the rocks would sleep there for the night.

On the last day he had to put them back

He had fun throwing them onto the other rocks

And climbing

As we were getting ready to leave, Porter came out to the porch where he had gathered pine cones and proceeded to stomp on all of them.  He told me it was his "job".