Walking Betty

 Today, we had a day of simple adventures (forgot to take pics) but then Lady G wanted to take Betty for her walk. It was so cute. 

She is too dang cute. 

That Went Well

 Today, we took Betty on a walk in her new dress/harness from Disney. She looks so cute in it. 

Then we went on our walk, and it was a distraction. 

And then she wanted it off as soon as we got home. 

So, while I think this is the best little harness, she hates it haha. 

Walks are Tough

 We've been trying to get Betty to go on walks. So far, she's not into it. Things are scary and she's tiny, she gets tired. Our walk was many steps tonight. First step, acclimate to the outside. 

Then, we started the walk. 

And then things went poorly, as evidenced in this Snapchat that Husband sent to everyone during our walk. 

So we just carried her home. We'll try again tomorrow. 

Time for Walkies

 We took Cookie on a walk tonight, and that goofus wrapped herself around a pole. 

What an absolute genius, but I am proud of her for working it out herself. 

A Snowy Walk

 About a week and a half ago, I made plans with my cousin to go on a walk today. We try to see each other outdoors (Covid and all, and she's a hella big risk because of some health issues) and with it being so cold, that's hard to do. But we made plans to go on a walk on a Sunday morning. Unfortunately for today, as I was driving over to our spot, it started snowing. 

Oops. 

But we made the best of it. 

We saw lots of cute animals and tons of cute animal prints. 

(you can barely see, but there are like, 4 deer in this photo)

Cute! And then at the end of the walk, I realized how ridiculous I looked. 

Hey, buns are perfect for catching snow apparently. But luckily we were never really cold, and we weren't even too wet. Thank goodness, because seeing each other is just what the doctor ordered! 

Time for a Walk/Hike

 This morning Husband and I took the fellas on a walk. Darth showed up ready to party. 

We can't really call it a hike, despite being in the canyon. We went to Vivian Park and then walked down to Bridal Veil Falls. The walk was supposed to be 2.3 miles. And by supposed to be, I mean, it was. Gecko of course thought he was dying before we got to the falls, we were concerned about making the walk back. But we made it! 

Gecko kept insisting that the walk that took us an hour to get to the falls would take us "into the night" to get back. Oy. So on the way back, we had to do many things. We had him walk a bit, we carried him on shoulders, we pulled the baby out of his stroller and out Gecko in it. (yes Gecko is too big for the stroller, but we were desperate) and then he finally finished the walk on his own feet. Epifanio was so tired from being pushed and carried he conked out as soon as we got to the car. 

But we made it and that's the important thing! 

A Simple Walk

Today I went on a walk with my cousin. We all know how the last walk I tried to do with her went : YEESH
But I had high hopes that this would be better.
So we met up at the Jordan River Parkway and ended up walking about 5 miles, 6 feet apart the whole time. There was a point where they had a little tunnel with some graffiti in it, and I loved it. I should have gotten a view of the whole thing, but I just took this little point:

I just love this kid drawing of Star Wars, which I had just finished a marathon of the entire series, so of course I had to take the pic.

Three's Company

Tonight we went to dinner as a family, to celebrate the birthday of my MIL. We went up to Benihana's in SLC - her favorite place, and so dang good. As we walked out afterwards, we took Grandma in our arms to walk, and my SIL snagged a pic, that I just love.

Too too tired

I went on a walk with Darth the other day, and he randomly just kept stopping and laying down on the ground.

I'm not sure why he kept doing it, but it made me laugh every time.

A Walk!

Today, I took Darth on a 2-mile walk. I'm trying to determine if he is ready and able to walk a 5K with me soon. The longest we've walked together is about a mile, so I wanted to double it and see how we went.
He did a lot better than I thought he would have! Of course it was super warm and that was a factor (we took many small breaks in any shade he could find) but he had a great time. He still had enough energy to be climbing on rocks.

I think he's ready to tackle a race!

Walk for Chiari

My good friend Chelle has a cutie niece, Brylie. Brylie has Chiari Malformation of the brain – a really crappy thing to have. Today, there was a fundraising walk for her, and others like her. We went, and walked with all that we had!

Before the race – it was waaay too hot!

Miss Brylie had her own “Team Brylie” sign, a team we were happy to be a part of!

Every time you walked a lap, you got to put a jewel/rock into a jar. Here’s Brylie putting ours in for us. As a group, we all walked I over 350 miles – the whole of the length of Utah! It was really fun, and awesome to see the people who are affected with this, and to feel like, in this small way, we’re doing something to help find a cure. Keep fighting, guys!

Sunday Stroll

Tonight, in the midst of crafty times (expect a blog on this later!) I felt like I needed to get up and take a walk. I've been working on this since I got home from church at noon, with the exception of a 2 hour break for a family dinner. So I needed to stretch my legs, pretty much. So I put on my walking shoes (flip flops) and left the house at like, 9:00. As I was walking out the door, Husband's like, don't go by yourself, you'll get kidnapped! And I said my standard reply to this, which is "Yeah, because some guy is just waiting around our neighborhood waiting for a white woman to walk around alone". Because, come on, that's not happening.
So, I get going, and walking around, and then I remember that every time, without fail, even though I'm totally tough in my house before I leave, once I'm out walking in the dark, then I really am like, "There's probably some guy walking around our neighborhood waiting for a white woman to walk around alone!" and I'm distrustful of everyone and shadows make me nervous. At one point, I was walking by the house where an emu lives (yes, there's a house that has an emu as a pet. Is that the weirdest?) and its pitch black, of course, and then, the emu, who was previously in a ball on the grass, decides to get up and look at me as I pass. And of course, my heart JUMPS out of itself, thinking that the bird is firstly a serial killer getting me, and then I think, what if it jumps out of the fence and kills me?! Because you know, that's totally going to happen.
On the plus side, I did make it home just fine, nobody attacked me, and I lived. This will probably not be my last solo night walk, and that's ok. I like these walks, especially because will all the frights I imagine, it gives my heart a nice workout too!

Walk of Death…death…death…death

All right, I’ve been meaning to get this on here for a few days now, but things have been a little busy, so I’m just finally getting to it today!

The other day, Chelle and I went on a walk during work. It was warm, and lovely, not too hot. As we were walking, I looked down and saw a dead bird. I almost stepped on it, actually, but luckily, I didn’t. We remarked on it, and went on our way. A block later, we look down and see about 7 dead snails, just laying there, in their shells. We named them the Snailston family (not to be confused with the McSnailingtons, my friends, and their rival clan the OSnaileys.) We said a few nice words for their passing, and went on our way. Another few blocks later, we look, and there’s a giant dead bird, beak down, in the lawn. Well, by now we had figured out, this was a walk of death.

We saw too many dead animals for it to be a coincidence of something. Is this a sign from the universe? Is there something bigger than us, telling us something? What is this?! WHAT’S HAPPENING?!

And now, 2 days later, we’ve had torrential rains, winds, lightning, and thunderstorms. Is this a sign of the apocalypse? Maybe. There’s something out there…telling us to beware of something…

Or, maybe, the birds just had accidents, and the snails were left out in the 90 degree heat and couldn’t survive. It seems like a perfectly reasonable explanation of things.

OR DOES IT?!