I was telling Allan last night that I can’t think of a creative title for this post. It was a disaster of a trip that left us wanting to crawl into bed and never see our children again. lol! And yet, as we knew then (during the trip), looking through the photos together last night we were both grinning from ear to ear and every moment we talked about was a happy memory.
How does that happen? Something SO stressful and chaotic is this blissful, happy memory?! And it had just happened the day before! haha!
There were happy moments, don’t get me wrong. But there were a lot of crappy moments. More crappy than happy. Our kids pulled against us at every turn.
Page, AZ on the way to Utah. We stopped here for dinner and I breastfed Ember in the parking lot. This is where Sierra fell and cut up her elbow really bad.
Villa Maria apartments. The apartments Allan and I lived when we were first married (I was 19, he was 23) in 2002 and then in 2003 as well.
This is the second apartment in the complex we lived in :
I wanted a picture with Brooklyn because this is the apartment where we spent all day every day alone together inside when she was itty bitty 🙂
When Allan and I very very first moved there we lived in this next apartment, we had a huge storm when Brooklyn was a couple months old (and Allan’s mother was staying with us that week!) and the roof flew off and our entire apartment was flooded! A lot of our stuff was ruined including the majority of my highschool pictures! And there were a TON because I was very into photography all of my highschool life 🙁
That’s why we moved to the other apartment pictured above.
Brooklyn loved that we were talking about her so much since she was the only baby I had then. She was hyper about it all and did a funny little dance on the stairs.
I used to take walks with her. There’s this little grassy area I’d very occasionally sit in with her, too.
It was weird to be back there 9 years later in the same place with such a different life. Walking around, remembering the kinds of things I used to think about with a now completely different set of thoughts/worries/goals was trippy.
Next up is the apartment building I lived in when I met Allan. The very first time we met was at church one Sunday. He remembers it clearly, I vaguely remember it. My memory is of standing outside the Elder’s quorom (sp?) with my friend, Arjhana, looking at all the guys going into their class and this one guy was super hot and he said hi to us. (That was Allan) and I remember thinking he was WAY too old for me but he was HOT. haha! I was 18 and he was 23 and he was a very mature 23 and I was a very young 18 so the age difference really mattered right then. But I thought he was the cutest guy I’d ever laid eyes on in my life!
Allan remembers seeing a new girl (me, I’d just moved there that week) standing near the Elder’s quorom door and thinking she was really, really cute. He says he came up and said something like, “Good morning ladies, coming to Elder’s quorom today?” He said I was really quiet (I had major social anxiety back then!)
ANYWAY, this apartment, #9 is the second place and the most clear memory I have of meeting Allan and him meeting me.
He came over with his younger brother, Kevin. They were part of our family home evening group (the best I can explain for nonmormons is it’s like a fellowship group of 10 young adults). So he walks in and I was smitten. Totally love at first sight for me. He and I have very different accounts of our first days of knowing each other but the similarities are that we both thought the other was extremely attractive. lol
Anyway, enough about that! Boring?
I moved a month later into my own apartment (I had been sharing a room with my friend, Arjhana) in the same building, #21.
Allan lived in apartment #32 with a couple other guys and his younger brother Kevin.
Since this is where we met and fell in love I took a picture of us together. Wish I’d used the timer and got a further back shot but the kids were crazy at this point and we needed to go. lol
The breakfast where Payson spilled his orange juice. Before the spill, obviously 😉
We’d already mostly decided on it but during this trip is became an ASAP necessity, to upgrade our car. We’re getting an SUV soon! Oh man am I sick of NO SPACE.
Bridal Veil Falls:
We weren’t able to walk over to the waterfall because a hiker had fallen and a huge rescue team was there blocking off the way. We watched them fly him out in a helicopter an hour later!
Ember kept pulling off her socks. I got sick of putting them back on and pulling her pants neatly over them.
Stopping at the Manti temple for lunch and just laying around together. Best time of the trip for sure!
There were dandelions everywhere and all four kids loved them.
Ember was watching the other kids blowing theirs and her little kips would pucker and blow so they finally gave her one and she immediately tasted it.
Then she got really fussy so I fed her.
Allan took this picture and I really love it.
He took this too and I really like it, too.
It was gorgeous there. These pictures are almost SOOC, all I did was warm them up because my white balance made them too blue. That flare, that night… heavenly!
I guess I don’t have much to say about all these pictures but I like them.
This was the day we drove to our house. Breakfast of champions.
Rest stop where I fed Ember and the kids played.
She loves sunglasses.
And now I don’t think I’ll ever want to blog again! haha, vacation posts are too much work! I know looking back at this in a few months or next year will be fun though.