Really?

I am not really sure what's going on here. I love Kanye and I love Will Oldham, but I'm really not sure about this. It's not that funny...it's just weird.

Good Ol' Faithful

Hello all! Well we are home again for a few short minutes so I thought I would let you know what we have been up to. We went to Yellowstone a few weekends ago for a Hutchings family reunion. We had such a good time, the cabin we stayed in was really nice and the scenery was beautiful. Some of Dusten's uncles had brought their canoes and so we decided to take them out for a leisurely ride down a calm river. Before we left my sister in law asked me if I was going to bring Oliver and I replied, "Of course, why?" "Do they have life jackets for the babies?" she replied. I looked at her blankly and replied, "Um yeah, I guess." I hadn't even thought about needing to put Oliver in a life jacket! Now this statement may not be so weird to you but you must know that while I had no second thoughts about sending my 8 month old coasting down a river, I shudder and gag at the thought of putting him in those baby seats they have attached to some carts and have near cardiac failure at the idea of him playing in a "ball pit". Anyway after feeling like a horrible mom I inquired about life jackets and there were some in his size so away we went!

We were enjoying our lazy canoe ride when the weather took a turn for the worse very quickly and before we knew it we were having to find shelter on land because we were being pelted by hail and tossed around by wind. Luckily I had my trusty mountain-man husband by my side and he had a dry place for us to sit in no time. He even supplied us with yummy Swedish Fish as we patiently waited for the storm to pass. I have to say I was very impressed by his resourcefulness and if he was writing this he would have to say that he was impressed that I didn't completely freak out. Thanks babe.


When the weather subsided a bit we climbed back in to our canoes and made the rest of the trip in peace. Oliver even fell asleep in my arms (which is so not his style)! Man that kid is a trooper!

Telluride, Colorado

A few weekends ago Nicole and I went to Telluride, Colorado for our anniversary slash my birthday to see Bob Dylan and My Morning Jacket in concert. We stayed in Ouray (pronounced you ray) which is considered the Switzerland of the United States, though I'm not sue why...I didn't see one leprechaun there.

Telluride is a fancy artsy town very similar to Park City. There were lots of quaint little stores and a lot of delicious looking restaurants. We didn't have time to try them all.

We did some light hiking, approximately 20 yards or so. The scenery there is quite impressive. Lots of waterfalls and cliffs. In fact, the town lies in a canyon. There are wall like cliffs on either side. It was very beautiful.

The concert was fabulous. It rained the entire time. During My Morning Jacket, some dude who looked like Nicole's dad gave me a giant high-five. Another dude was next to me playing the air congos during "One Big Holiday." Dylan was great. Nicole really really liked him. He wore a bright whit hat as you can see in the picture above. His voice was so good. I kind of wish he would have done more songs without the band.
I have got to give it to Bob Dylan fans. I don't think that these dudes have ever taken a break from smoking drugs like cigarettes. There were a couple of 60+ year old men next to us lighting their bongs and dancing like hippies. And on the other end of the spectrum, we saw young families of three or four with babies as young as a few months as well.

All in all, it was a great trip.

A First Time For Everything

Since we were on a blog-break for a while, I wanted to share a list of "firsts" for Oliver:

His first solid food.

His first Teeth.

His first unassisted sit up (lasted about 4 seconds).

His first "X-treem" trick.

His first second chin.

And his first time surfing on a shark.

We are very proud of all of Oliver's accomplishments.

Kissin' Cousins

This is Oliver and his cousin Dotty. As you can see Oliver loves his cousin Dotty and she is pretty receptive of his love for her. I am watching Dot for two weeks while Mary gets settled into her new job and Cory finishes up his. That's right, Cory is going to be Mr. Mom. The arrangement seems to be working out well for them and I am happy for Mary that she found such a great job with an amazing company.
Cory, Mary and Dot are living with D&P right now and we love having them so close. I am excited that Oliver will grow up near his cousins and from the looks of it they will be good friends. While I have watching dot we have been having a few photo shoots. The babes have a couple of matching outfits so its real fun to pose them. These are cute little pj's from Old Navy. I truly heart the Old Navy. I always find great stuff there, especially for Oliver. Oliver's jammies have a hedgehog on them and Dot's have a squirrel. When Oliver was super tiny he had a brown pair that had an owl on them and I was so sad when he out grew them. So I was delighted when Mary gave him this blue one.
Watching the two babies has been a little difficult but only because I can't really go anywhere. If I had a double stroller I would try to tackle going out but I don't. Mostly we just hang out at home, take naps and watch Baby Einstein. Luckily Dotty is a really good baby and mostly just hangs out and watches Oliver. She is very easy going.
Mary went on a business trip to Chicago a week ago and while she was there she went to H&M and found these adorable outfits. The shirts say "Rockin' the Cradle" and sport a sweet cherub rocking out on a guitar. Very cute and very hip, that's our babies.

Happy Father's Day

I hope everyone had a nice Father's day. We enjoyed a nice day at church, full of yummy goodies, and then a quite day at home. Dusten played a lot of Nintendo and I don't think I rolled my eyes once, okay, maybe once. I even made a somewhat decent dinner which is a rarity in our home.

Oliver loves his daddy so much and wants to be just like him. He is even trying to dress like his daddy these days. I am sure that Dusten would want me to mention that he would never wear a sweater vest, but for those of you who know him, that goes without saying.

For those who used to love the O.C.

Andy Sandberg is going to single handedly save SNL from it's giant puddle of suck...unless J.T. is available to join the cast.