Pratt's New Look

"Yeah! I am going to be a big brother in January!"

Vacation to Daddy's Birthplace

Yep, Daddy was born in St. George, Utah, and aunt Mellie recently moved there with her new hubby Colby, so we decided to go visit June 18th-20th.

First stop, Warm Springs, in between Vegas & St. George. A small oasis of palm trees around a warm spring in the middle of nowhere, and the church has built an awesome recreation area there. Our ward campout in April was there, but we didn't know at the time that Elder & Sister Dansie were also there doing a senior mission! They're Daddy's second set of parents, he half grew up at their house playing with their son Jonathan.

They fed us an awesome lunch and told us about what a Warm Springs mission was like. It was great to meet them, and Daddy loved catching up.

On to St. George! This was in the Christus room at the temple visitors center. It gave Mommy good memories of the Christus room from the Hill Cumorah visitors center in her mission.

Here we are in front of the temple. I was having a blast, just glad to be outside. I saw where Daddy lived when he was first born, too. It's right across the street from the temple and chapel here. He says he doesn't remember it though, they moved when he was 1 year old.

Aunt Mellie showed us an awesome park with a bunch of water. It was right near the tabernacle. I love water, I wish I had been in my swimsuit!

Saturday night we went to a park by Colby & Melanie's place. Colby grilled up some burgers while we played! It was sweet, I really liked the swings.

St. George was a pretty cool place. I think I'll probably take Mom & Dad there again sometime.

California Trip Part 2

It didn't take me long to figure this place out - this place is crazy! Mom & Dad took me to some place aptly name Goofy's house. Look at my eyes; do I look entertained?

Then Dad goes to show me the washing machine in Mickey's house. I really like the one at home because I can watch it slosh the clothes around, I think Mickey's might have been broken...

We went on some "Small World" ride after that... As you can see by my face, all I could think is "why do all these rides involve sitting in a boat and drifting helplessly downstream?!"

Afterwards it was all cool though, no more worries on this little boys face! It was like stimulation heaven, and I'll probably be singing "It's a small world after all" for weeks.

I sucked on a piece of apple while most everyone else went on Space Mountain, I guess it's not my type of ride.

While you may think I'm a little young for all this, I almost fell asleep on Pirates of the Carribean & The Haunted Mansion. Overall though, I loved it all. This day really wore me out. I didn't know Mom & Dad knew how to play so hard, they're usually so boring at home! It must have been Grandma, Grandpa, Tom & Serena that made the day so fun!

That's my first trip to California. I think it's a good place, for a couple days; I was ready to go home.

California Part 1

Mom & Dad took me on a long boring car ride through the middle of nowhere and then said "Hey Pratt, we're in California!"

The first place we went with Grandma & Grandpa Hardy, Uncle Tom & Aunt Serena was Ruby's, a burger joint out on a pier above the water. I tried to get to the food the whole time but Mom & Dad kept holding me back!

It was my first time seeing the Pacific Ocean, and all I could think is "That is one sweet awesome bath tub, let me in!"

Out in front of Ruby's; yeah, it was a lot more fun on the inside, can you see how crazy the wind was? I told Dad to hurry up and take the flippin' picture!

As if standing on a pier with a huge crosswind wasn't enough, everyone wanted a photo op on the beach! I did have more fun than it looks like I did though. I was just being dramatic for the camera :)

Finally we went to our home base for the next couple nights. It was a sweet vacation home. We're on the back porch now, looking out toward the ocean. In the top left corner you can even see Ruby's out in the distance!

The next day we went to some place called Disney Land...

To Be Continued

Pratt's First Camping Trip!

Last weekend was our ward camp out...yep, in April. The glories of living in Las Vegas. It was at Warm Springs, an LDS recreation area an hour northwest of the city.

Yes, we are "camping" on a grass field with an oasis of palm trees next to us. A little different than the Uintah Mountains where I grew up, but very cool.

Pratt's first time being in, or even seeing, a tent. Incidentally my first time in a tent since we've been married, at least 4 years or so. Janae thinks it's been about 15 years for her!

When I said it was at an oasis, I wasn't kidding. There's a warm spring, and they've built a huge pool out of it. So here we are, swimming at night, on a camp-out, in April. I love this place!

Pratt has never been in anything larger than a bathtub before, but we had a hunch he was going to love it. Don't mind the funny face he made, there was a lot of new stuff he was taking in!

Who would have guessed you could throw a few blankets down on the floor of a tent and the little first timer would sleep like a baby (Yeah, I know, easy pun). Of course he was snuggled between Mom & Dad, so he woke up a happy boy.

Pratt: "I love camping!"
Editors note: You think he got his mommy's eyes?

We had a blast, it was great to get out with some of the awesome folks here in our ward. There was peach cobbler and s'mores at night (courtesy of the Downey's), and an awesome breakfast spread (courtesy of the Elders quorum). And I can't forget the Liu's, who provided a pup tent for our little family to sleep in. It all reminded me of growing up camping, and knowing that I've got to keep the tradition as we raise our little boy.

Our Little Helper

Pratt has learned how to help us with all sorts of things...

Here he is organizing our lids.



He loves unloading the dishwasher.



And his new favorite, helping with the laundry.

Can you stand on a belt?

Pratt can. He stands on my belt all the time, I'll prove it.

I started out here holding him facing up over my shoulder, but he immediately stands on my belt and twists around sideways.

Look Mom, one foot!

Ta-Da!
Simple yet hilarious, he does it like clockwork.

Of course an elaborate trick like that wears him out.