Cloud Dough

I'm doing a bit of catch up here.....

I was hopping around Pinterest and found cloud dough. I remember making it for students when I was a preschool teacher, but had forgotten all about it. It is still loose, but kind of acts like wet sad that is moldable. After more than 3 weeks off preschool I was desperate for activities to keep Carson busy. This one proved to be a ton of fun and the biggest mess to date. Max wanted to eat it, of course, but did his best to play along. Luckily Daddy wasn't home to see this or he'd have thought I lost it.

8 cups flour + 1 cup baby oil = cloud dough  (And looks like you're cutting drugs. Just sayin'.)

New Year's drive to Utah

Carl got a 5 day break over New Year's weekend so we went out to see family for the holidays. We love Salt Lake. Ogden is always nostalgic, but that place always stays the same. We sure do love getting a Jake's Over the Top shake and having fry sauce again though! We obviously miss family and familiarity, but food is definitely up there with what me miss too.

One more adorable bath pic from the hotel.

We turned Max around for this trip to face forward in his carseat. In the past we put Carson in the back row and I sat in the middle by Max, but I get so carsick back there. It was so weird to turn around and see two big boys looking back at me!

We took a day to go to City Creek and around Salt Lake. The view from around Capitol Hill is so awesome.

Carson loved Great Grandma Stonehocker's enormous tree. She prides herself on all her ornaments, many with stories and history so it is fun to share it all with Carson. My "baby's first Christmas" ornament is even on there from 1983!

Max kept busy playing with all her magnets. Anything new and different is the bomb, eh?

Grandma doesn't like them at all.

At dinner I let her have at him and didn't butt in. Max sure is the eater of the family!

Max and Grandpa had a quiet moment of chair rocking. :)

My name is Rachael and I am a bad blogger.

I may have skipped blogging the last, oh, 1 month and 2 days. Life got in the way and once I get a little behind I just give up until I am in the mood again. I don't even know at this point what I haven't shared so I'll do my best here. I also haven't processed my photos from our Christmas day or trip to Utah between that time either. I'll post here what I do have and go from there later.

The only non-phone pics I have to share now are two from a bath at the hotel in Utah. I love both though.

Our most awesomely bad Santa photo. I love everything about it down to Santa getting bad at Carson for holding his hands up and Max's belly poking out even after my try to pull it down.

Some Elf catch up: Santa sent a personal message with Shawn for Carson to let him know he was currently on the naughty list. Lets just say Carson hit a rough patch leading up to Christmas day.

Shawn put on a cast like Carson.

Max had a fight with the toy box and the toy box won. (He loves brushing his teeth too.)

It was a little too quiet....

Carson was a big help when we painted our guest room/Dustin's room. Once we started painting the trim I told him he could paint whatever on the walls before we got to that part. Apparently it didn't totally sink in to him that we were going to paint over it because he was devastated when he came back and it was all gone. Oops.

"Mommy, I think Max loves me."

Max got his own day at the museum.

And this moment took me back to this day during one of Carson's first visits on the exact same bear in the exact same place:

On our way to Utah we stopped to let the kids run at McDonald's and I instagramed this pic. The best part of all was when McDonald's retweeted it! I've arrived! LOL

Grandpa Rick and his boys.

Carson and Uncle Jordan - It was great timing that Jordan had leave from the Marines while we were going to be out there so we got to see him for a few days. He brought Carson that Marine hat and he loved it.

Max's belly

This one is titled "Future Blackmail". Those are tampons. :)

Another trip to the Children's Museum.

Playing with cloud dough.

Gave Max a whole box of crackers when I needed a few moments of silence. Bad idea.