Cowboy? hmm....

During the 4th of July weekend Riley discovered her "calling" in life. She has officially decided what she wants to be when she grows up.

I went into my sister's basement to discover my child dressed like this:




After staring at her with my head cocked to the side in a befuddled look I said,
"Riley....what are you wearin?"

"I'm a cowboy mom!"

"uh...REALLY?! lookin good ol' chap"

"Mom, I've decided when I grow up I'm going to be a real live cowgirl."

There you have it folks. A Cowgirl it is. She has talked about it nonstop since that weekend. She currently is in the works for saving for some boots and a hat.

I like her. I like her lots and lots.

Freedom, Fireworks, and too many pictures

The girls and I took an impromptu trip to Utah for the 4th of July. Papa Berns had to stay home and work. But being that it's eleventy thousand degrees in Vegas, and Riley wasn't allowed in a pool; I decided it was much too hot to stick around for a 3 day weekend.
Zo had a blast devouring too many otter pops while she followed her favorite cousin Cole around everywhere.
Riley enjoyed playing make believe cowboys and cowgirls with Jack and Riian.
I enjoyed doing absolutely nothing :)
Saturday before the 4th we went to Thanksgiving point to run wild on the endless fields of grass and watch fireworks.
We munched on yummy food and delicious cake on the 4th while setting off our own fireworks.
Yay for Britt and Nate who decided to accommodate us last minute. Excuses to visit family AND get out of the heat are superb. I'm tempted to do it more often. Now if only Papa Berns could come with us.