Mitchell Reunion in Eagle Crest

Mr. Mitchell's family had a reunion in Eagle Crest the first weekend in April; unfortunately, he was unable to attend due to a work obligation that had him down in St. George. I still went and made the voyage myself since we hadn't seen any of the family in a year and a half (nobody had met our Little Lady except for her grandparents). I feel like a schmuck because I forgot the camera, so, all of these are stolen or taken with my sweet skillzzz on my phone. Not that it would have really mattered: my sweet Little Lady seemed convinced the entire weekend that everybody was going to try and kidnap her. She spent MOST of her time on my lap or freaking out.

First up, the drive:

"Oooohh! Oregon is so beautiful and majestic and blah, blah, blah." These people are liars. Or at least it felt that way when I had been driving through this for eternity.

Most of the group went to Peterson's Rock Garden (I stayed at the rental with a finally sleeping baby). Apparently Sprout loved it and got to pee in a water bottle for the first time. *tear* He's finally becoming a big boy.

With a Wirt cousin.

With the coveted feather.

With a Wirt cousin and an Oregon Mitchell cousin.

There was a pool for guest use that had a little wading pool for little guys. Sprout and Little Lady were both big fans, and we were able to go play with our California Mitchell cousins. (Sorry the pictures are SO blurry.) Little Lady had a massive blow out on the drive over, so, she ended up swimming in just a diaper that Aunt Liz lovingly bought for her since I had brought no money with me.

At the house we had lots of conversation, chalk, bubbles, food, air hockey, walking trails, and a pretty view.

Pajama conversation with Aunt Liz.

All of the Mitchell grandkids.

About two weeks apart, and good buds.

Grandpa with the granddaughters.

All of the grandsons.

The view.

I was very grateful to give my kids the opportunity to see these cousins they hardly know. Hopefully they can all grow up to be good friends!

Holdaway Family Reunion 2015

Mr. Mitchell had to go back to work after the 4th of July weekend, and I stayed home sick, but Sprout got to go to Boise with his grandparents and cousins and had a blast. The guys went on a backpacking trip, but Sprout was too little and stayed in town with the girls hitting up movies and doing shopping. He didn't seem to mind and apparently lived the life. I joined back up with everybody on Thursday night so I didn't miss out on boating and time at the reservoir on Friday.

I am missing pictures from Saturday. Saturday morning all of the women went to the Farmer's Market and had a late breakfast. Poor Uncle Garrison got stuck with Sprout's poopy diaper, but he handled it like a champ. (Your turn is coming someday Garrison, it's coming.) Saturday afternoon all of the adults (except Grandma) went paintballing; it was my first time, and I was terrified, but it ended up being really fun. Saturday evening we had a BBQ with a milkshake machine.

Sunday was spent at church and home. We played games, blew bubbles for our sweet Chandler, enjoyed more milkshakes and s'mores, and enjoyed the mayhem. (Endured can sometimes be substituted for enjoyed.)

Firepit got rained out so we had to use the wheelbarrow for s'mores.

Grandma usually got skunked by the grandsons.

I just thought this was cute when most of her boy cousins were playing with her (you can't really tell by the picture below) - what a lucky girl to have them to looking out for her:

Family of mine, I have many, many more pictures that I think a few would be very interested in. I will get them out at some point in the future.