I've got an hour to kill before we hit the road for our annual Proffitt beach vacation, so here's a quick rundown of our trip to Prescott last week. My dad drove down from Utah, I drove up from Tucson and we all met at Marie's cabin.
We hit up the candy shop where Baba bought some Pop Rocks for the boys.
Booker and Ike tried them for the first time ever. Booker was enthralled. Yes, that would be ice cream all over his face. One of the advantages of hanging out with a pregnant lady is that you get to have gelato for breakfast.
Ike was not so sure.
We hung out at Goldwater lake and fed the ducks.
I hope my dad doesn't mind but I'm attaching an email he sent to the Tueller family, because he had me cracking up:
"It was a great visit with Marie, Kyle, Margie and the boys. I will attach a couple of Prescott photos. You can see the "chimenea" on Marie and Kyle's back porch. This is the night before we used the chimenea to roast marchmallows for s'mores. Booker took the explanation of the name s'mores very seriously and as a result Margie was up with him all night while he vomited everywhere he could. I relieved her in the morning while she went upstairs to sleep while Booker and I watched Rugrats. He had a few more dramatic retchings and I observed his refusal to accept any bowl or repository positioned under his chin. He pushes it away angrily as an affront to his right to throw up on rug, couch, or pillow. Nobody tell Chris about the pillow part.
Thursday morning we caught the kiddie parade in downtown Prescott. Margie may have caught a photo of us in the parade--I saw an opening and jumped in with Booker and Ike. Booker had acquired a hobby horse "Buckeye" at the thrift store and rode it hard the whole time he was in Prescott. I told him to wave at the crowd as he rode Buckeye in the parade and he took it very seriously, waving both to the left and to the right. At the end both boys got ribbons from the Kiwanis club for their participation. Thanks to Marie and Kyle for the hospitality at their mountain cabin at which I slept soundly each night and saw some of the best starry skies I have seen in years."
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It was another great trip up to Prescott, besides the whole vomiting all over Marie and Kyle's couch/carpet/every-little-crevice-he-could-find part. If the temperatures here in Tucson stay as high as they are, I might have to make it a monthly event.
In the meantime, I'm signing off and headed somewhere cool and breezy. I've been looking forward to this beach trip for months now. The car is one well-packed Tetris piece of work, with just enough room for the boys to sit comfortably. I'm praying for a vomit free road trip.
Oh and this has nothing to do with anything, except that I miss my little brother, Chris who is back in Cairo now. While he was visiting, I took him to a thrift store and he found this sweet Hawaiian shirt. And since I'm feeling homesick for my family, I'll mention that I miss my brother David who is in Japan right now and I especially miss my brother Danny who is somewhere right now. Danny, if you're reading this please give me a call. Come to Tucson and we'll go thrift store shopping.
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On a (slightly) unrelated note, I am amazed that those 'Tueller Reunion' shirts are still in circulation.
I still wear mine. (And I'm not entirely sure that I was alive when they were made.)
Logan,
The one that Booker has on is actually one we had made a few years ago, it was 2005 or 2006. For a Blaine Tueller Family Reunion. I still have one of the old school ones though, it's so threadbare but it's be favorite shirt ever. If you guys ever need the design to remake them, just let me know!
Good to know!
This post made me happy and sad. Happy because you are having fun but sad because I miss you so much.
I'm glad you've been able to enjoy some good family time and escape the heat. Hopefully you are sitting on the cool beaches of San Diego about now.
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