misc summer stuff

We're on our way out of town tomorrow morning headed back to California. (In fact I'd better hurry since Scott will be mad at me if he catches me blogging before all the suitcases are packed.) We are sincerely hoping for cooler temperatures, as these days over 100 degrees are getting really old. Believe it or not, the boys have actually OD'd on Seven Peaks and we didn't go once this week. Scott says it's like when you want to teach your kids not to smoke by making them smoke a whole pack of cigarettes to see how bad it is and decide for themselves. In either case, I'm not complaining!

Anyway, here's a run down of this weeks Camp Wiley activities.

We broke down and got a wading pool and were so excited to try it out we couldn't even wait for the proper attire.


As an incentive for doing a few chores (cleaning up the basement and unloading the dishwasher) we got to go to Color Me Mine. A good time was had by all, including June and I who spent most of the time walking around outside (and practicing her new favorite trick -- walking up and down the curb a million times in a row). The boys painted bowls to use for storing their jewelry collections on their shelves.


On Pioneer Day we went to Provo's festivities at the park and walked past booths selling marshmallow guns and tie dyed t-shirts. It was hot and I was grumpy and not in the mood to spend money on that junk, so I just said something like, "I don't want to buy that stuff here, we can make that ourselves." Little did I know I was going to be held to that commitment and over the next few days we did indeed make both marshmallow guns out of PVC pipe (Scott went all out and made some for the neighbor kids too) and tie dyed t-shirts (gotta love the internet!). Maybe I should have just forked out the $10 at the park, but the boys were excited so I guess that makes it worth it, or something.



Yesterday some friends invited us to go on a hike up Provo Canyon to Bridal Veil Falls. Unfortunately there was a huge forest fire up there, so we went to plan B and rode the chair lift up the mountain at Sundance Resort. We had a little picnic and went on a hike at the top, then played in the stream at the bottom. Of course the best part about going to Sundance is always the suckers. Afterwards Oliver, who had been quite reluctant and nervous before going on the lift, kept saying, "that was so fun." Well said.


Poor Scott's been so busy at work and no matter how late he gets home, he first tends to our household needs (i.e. glues stuff back together, takes out the trash, fixes the garbage disposal, changes the water bottle on the cooler, mows the lawn in the dark, builds marshmallow guns out of PVC pipe, fulfills church responsibilities, etc). But I think he's taking some consolation riding this new little number around town these days. He just got it painted with authentic vintage paint and got some new parts for it on ebay and is having a good time restoring it piece by piece. We even re-organized the garage to give her a little more space. What a beauty.


So when we get back from the beach, we'll have one more week before school starts. Phew!