Forrest & Shyanne

My cousin Kathy lives in Rock Springs and she and her boyfriend have a beautiful baby girl named Shyanne. Shyanne turned one on January 1st, but because of snow, we couldn't make it to her birthday party. We made it to Rock Springs a week or two later and we went out to lunch with Kathy, Shyanne, Dan (Kathy's boyfriend), my mom, Aunt Dolly, my cousin Rocky and Forrest and I. Here are a couple of pictures of Forrest playing with his cousin. Forrest wanted to hold Shyanne's hand as we left the restaurant.

We have a tradition of pictures of "kissing cousins" in our family!

National Elk Refuge

Over the weekend Bill, Forrest and I visited the National Elk Refuge in Jackson Hole. We told Forrest that we were going to see elk and moose and he was very excited. He slept part of the way there and when he woke up he pointed out the window and said "moose". He saw a lot of moose that day that we didn't see. He has quite the imagination! He enjoyed riding in the sleigh to see the elk, but he got a bit impatient when the driver stopped the sleigh so everyone could take pictures of the elk. He kept signing that he was all done and saying "go". But, as we were leaving, he wanted to see more elk. We also saw a coyote, which he howled at.

Visiting in Arizona

On Sunday, January 25th Forrest, my mom and I began a long and difficult journey to Arizona to visit my grandma Kuehl. It had snowed in Lander but we were just sure that after we got over South Pass everything would be fine. We were wrong. After stopping for an hour on the interstate between Mt. View and Evanston because of an accident, we drove through a beautiful, heavy snow storm to Provo. Again, we were just sure that as soon as we got on I-15 in Provo, the weather would just be rainy and the going would be smooth. We were wrong, again. We stopped for the night in Beaver, Utah having averaged not quite 40 miles per hour for the 12 hours we were on the road. The next day we started out and things didn't look too bad, but we quickly drove into a white out. After about 100 miles we were finally at St. George, Utah (and practically the Arizona border) and the weather cleared and we had a smooth trip from there.

We had a fantastic visit to Arizona. Forrest had a good time harrassing Great-Grandma's cat, Kitty-bell. He picked oranges off the tree, met lots of new relatives, and got to ride home on an airplane! Because he signs so much, the other people at my grandma's complex had a difficult time understanding him. They would say, "Hi, little guy, what is your name?" and he would sign his name sign, "Forrest" and they would look at him confused. Oh well! As soon as my mom gets back, I will post some pictures of the trip.

Adding a picture!

I'm figuring out how to add a picture. Here is one with Forrest and his daddy in their matching work shirts.

Getting Started

This is my first try at a blog...we are going to see how it goes. This is my sample.