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2 trips to St. George, UT with a baby child

23 Apr

Okay, so remember that one time when I said I was going to travel all of the time with a baby. Turns out it’s a tiny bit harder to get up and go than one would expect. Don’t get me wrong. We travel. For instance, we have made some serious trips to the following amazing places:

  • Thanksgiving Point
  • Living Planet Aquarium
  • The Library
  • Grandma & Grandpa’s House

You know, the essentials. While that may seem super lame to some of you, I submit that it’s a gigantic task for a new mom. In short, I rock at life.

Anyway, I have managed to make a couple sweet trips to Saint George, UT.

Here are my main takeaways for road tripping with a baby:

  1. Travel at night just before the baby goes to bed — There is nothing like a sleeping baby on a 4 hour car ride. Seriously. There is also nothing quite like a crying baby in a car, especially when you’ve committed to drive longer than…say…10 minutes. Our baby goes to sleep at 7, so we packed up at 6:45, gave the sweet thang a bottle, and she slept like…well…a baby. It was awesome. I’m dreading the day when something goes wrong and she fails to fall asleep for the entire way there and the way back.
  2. Bring someone with you to help (preferably that likes your kid) — We lucked out, because my 15-year old baby whisperer of a SIL came with us on the trip. Any time the baby got bored, someone besides me was there to save the day.
  3. Pack extra baby clothes — Something about traveling makes kids poop. A lot. All over. Seriously. One day my baby pooped all over everything, and there was more poop than clothes, so I had to throw her outfit away (sad), and tote her around in a diaper like a homeless child, until I was able to buy her a new onesie. Luckily, we were at the outlets, we only had to look like a white trash family for like 5 minutes. Okay, I think I’ve used the word poop enough for one article. Moving on.
  4. Get travel clothes right — Okay, this has nothing to do with traveling with a baby, but I think I’m onto something that could be big. Travel outfits. That’s right…something cute on the top, and something either pant-less, or practically pant-less on the bottom. It could be like the mullet of travel outfits. Business up top, party on the bottom. Hmmm…not sure that analogy actually works, but you get my drift. Nothing like lookin’ good and being comfy all at once.

Well, here are some fun pics from our trip. We have the baby in a disguise (this is the only pic I have from our first trip to Saint George), and then some pics of us hiking in Zion National Park. Best. Place. Ever.

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Who is this? I can’t even tell with the disguise on. How did she get on my blog?

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First family hike in Zion National Park.

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Zion National Park in Utah rocks. Go there.

 

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Provo, Utah is Getting Cool!

24 Oct

I know this might sound crazy, but Provo, UT is actually starting to get cool. I know this, because A) I’m extremely cool, duh, and B) I’ve lived here a long time, and it didn’t used to be cool. Before you think I’m crazy, let me elaborate.

Rockin’ Music Scene — In case you didn’t notice, some pretty popular bands are coming out of Provo these days. Some Utah musicians have hit it hugely huge including the Imagine Dragons, Neon Trees, Kaskade, and Lindsey Stirling, to name a few. Others are on the up and up like Ryan Innes, Polytype, and Scott & Brendo. With all the great music coming out of Provo, UT, it feels a bit like a mini Nashville, and it’s fun and cool. On top of all the great musicians, there are a bundle of fun places to attend a concert including Velour, Muse, and the Rooftop Concert Series. Music here is fun.

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Food — Once upon a time, Provo was confined to such boring restaurants as Applebee’s and Chilies. Nowadays, there are a bunch of hip places that are nomnomnommy. Check out Mountain West Burrito, the Tortilla Bar, Community, and be on the lookout for food trucks like Rocco’s, Sweet Burrito, and Waffle Love.

Google Fiber — If I have to explain to you why Google is cool, then we’re in big trouble. Provo is all hooked up and ready to go for Google Fiber and that is rad.

Not only is the music in Provo awesome, the food delicious, and not only are we capturing the attention of Google, but apparently, we have the hottest people here. Come to Utah for a weekend, and put Provo on your list of places to go. Go hiking, skiing, and find a pretty girl/guy to take on a date to a great concert. You won’t regret it.

Where have you been, Ashley?

7 Oct

So, I haven’t posted an adventure in quite some time. Why, you ask? Well, I was busy growing and birthing this little darling:

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Yes, she IS the cutest thing you’ve ever seen!

Anyway, this does not put an end to my traveling. This just means I will be blogging about what travel is like for both of us. Well, all three of us (mom, dad and baby girl).

In fact, this 2 month old already had a trip up to the Wasatch Mountains to learn about Fall.

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Anyway, we’re never too young, too old, too poor, or too rich to travel! Let’s do this!

Walden and Antarctica

20 Sep
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“I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life and see if I could not learn what I had to teach, and not, when I came time to die, discover that I had not lived.” –Thoreau
 
I think I’m going through my Thoreau stage of life. I mean…I don’t necessarily want to take off to Walden Pond and live in a shack, but I reflect often about the meat and bones of life and what practices really yield true happiness and true growth, and then I think about everything else. It seems like there are so many “everything else” type distractions from “the essential facts of life” and often time and energy is squandered on fluff that just does not matter. I get tired of the bright colored time wasters and want to spend my time on fruitful life-giving activities.
 
When I went to the University of Utah, I had the honor of being in a poetry class taught by Utah’s Poet Laureate, Katharine Coles. I think she encompassed this Thoreau-ism nicely. She talked about how she once had long, beautiful, flowing hair and would spend hours upon hours fussing about her hair until finally she realized all the time that was being wasted on her hair and she shaved it off. She’s had a shaved head ever since.
 
I’m not saying the solution to really living is shaving our heads, but the metaphor is beautiful—each person can search to identify what distracts their energy, focus and time from really living and cut it off to spend time on practices that make life joyful. This can be different for each person. Katharine Coles recently spent time in Antarctica writing poetry and learning about the sciences.
 
 
I think I’ll spend some more time thinking about what my Walden Pond or Antarctica really is and report back, but for starters, I simply want to slow down.

Thank you, Sahar Qumsiyeh

17 Sep

I can’t imagine having a wall built around my city separating people of different nationalities.  I can’t imagine half the people in my country labeling anyone with different passport papers as an enemy.  I can’t imagine widespread discrimination that leads to daily acts of terror and brutality.

Today, I attended a lecture at Brigham Young University given by Sahar Qumsiyeh, a Palestinian woman, United Nations employee, and member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, who has suffered through years of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict.

She talked about the Palestinian-Israeli conflict and shared her personal stories of growing up a Palestinian woman in a divided and violent area.  She told stories of long nights filled with darkness and gun shots, and talked about the day when her own hate for Israeli soldiers arose.

She related how one day a group of Palestinian students decided to lead a protest and wave a Palestinian flag from the University’s main building.  The protesters were immediately met with gunfire and tear gas.  Her friend, Irshad, was shot in the head, but did not instantly die.  The students protected his body, but Israeli soldiers wouldn’t let anyone leave the university to get medical care.  When the students were finally released, the Israeli soldiers took Irshad’s body to his parents house, forced his parents to follow them into the woods, dug a hole and made the parents watch as they filled the hole with their son’s body and dirt. She talked about hate.

Then, she talked about forgiveness.  She talked about praying for the gift of charity and then waiting on the Lord.  She talked about finally being able to look into the eyes of Israeli soldiers and feel love and peace.

The Palestinian-Israeli conflict seems so far away, but for so many people, it is daily life.  This kind of violence is literally beyond my comprehension and I am so thankful that I don’t have to live in fear every day.  I am so thankful that I live in a blessed country where we are blessed with freedom and peace.

Being a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints myself, it was a humbling reminder that the atonement of Jesus Christ is real and that we can have internal peace by applying gospel principles to our daily situations, even if our daily situations seem trivial compared to what others suffer through.

Sahar has every reason to hate, violently protest and lead a miserable life, but instead she travels and spreads a message of peace and hope.  She encourages everyone that the key to peace, even in destructive situations, is to have internal peace through the atonement of Jesus Christ.  She talks about understanding that we are all children of a loving Heavenly Father, to qualify ourselves to have the companionship of the Holy Ghost, and to forgive others.

Understanding a message like that is what softens hearts and helps tear down the walls that separate us.

Thank you, Sahar, for sharing such an inspiring message.  Thank you for your courage.  Thank you for sharing your testimony and message of peace. I promise to always be grateful for the freedom and protection I enjoy.

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Fart Store

15 May

Fart Store

Look, no matter how old I get, I’m always going to find this funny.

Why Russians aren’t smiling

29 Apr

A lot of Americans that come home from a quick trip to Russia ask me why Russians are so mean. I always respond that Russians aren’t mean at all, and, in fact, they are some of the kindest people that I know. What makes Russians seem mean is simply a cultural difference in what facial expressions are appropriate and when.

I came across this blog post about why Russians don’t smile like Americans do, and I couldn’t have said it better myself. Anyone who is planning a trip to Russia would be wise to read this blog post about why Russians don’t smile.

A Stalin era poster. "Be vigilant. Even walls are listening nowadays. Chat and gossip are not far from high treason. DO NOT CHAT!"

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