So, I was talking on the phone with my dad the other day when I walked up to my friend's house, so I lingered outside to finish things up. Her 4-year old and her 2-year old were outside and happily greeted me and Evan. As I thought about my conversation later I had to laugh at how the conversation must have sounded from his end.
Me talking to my dad
Avery: (pointing to Evan) "Is she a girl or a boy?"
Me: "She's a girl" (me noticing that Evan was wearing a pink onesie with a butterfly on the front).
Me still talking to my dad and looking down to see Thomas thumping Evan on the head, suprisingly Evan is laughing.
Me: "Oh no, don't thump her on the head!" (said in a very kind tone)
Continuing to talk to my dad and looking down to see Thomas walking towards Evan with a handful of dirt and a very suspicious looking face
Me: "OH NO! Uh, don't rub dirt on her!" (Again, said very cheerfully).
Finally my dad: "I think I better let you go."
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Our First Vacation
We went to Giant Sequoia/Kings Canyon National Parks, Yosemite, Devils Postpile and Great Basin. All in all I think we hiked about 46.5 miles (with Evan taboot), but who's counting?
It was quite an adventure with all the bears and hiking and driving and scary motels. But we made it back to tell our tale.
Actually I don't have too much to say, here are some of the choicest pics of the (no lie) 500+ we took.
Giant Sequoia was beautiful. The trees are giant. Strain your eyes and see if you can even see us standing next to them.
There was also a cave. We got Evie all suited up to stay warm. Funny story: the guide stopped our group in a room and started talking about all of the features. All of the sudden we smelled this awful aroma and we could hear the little culprit grunting on the front of me. It was dark but not dark enough to cover Evie's pooping face. It was all Andy and I could do to not just totally lose it laughing. It smelled so bad and you could totally hear her grunting it out, in a cave no less.
On to King's Canyon:
Yosemite:
Great Basin:
And that's our trip folks!
Friday, August 8, 2008
Dear John, How Could You?
Dear John Edwards,
It is with a heavy heart that I lament, "how could you?" I truly do not understand. Honestly I am somewhat shocked at how deeply this affects me. I can not say that I have necessarily supported you in your high political aspirations, though we belong to the same party; however, I have never previously been offended by you either. So, why I am reeling at the news of your infidelity? What does it matter to me? Isn't this a "family matter" for you and your wife?
I have spent considerable time pondering this and here is what I've concluded. It matters to me because I have a hope for leaders who are true and virtuous. I guess that is somewhat naive of me. Even our great founding fathers had moral weaknesses. As I visited Monticello and partook of the estate Thomas Jefferson created with slave labor I realized that I cannot abide a lack of integrity in leaders. No one is perfect, but a complete lack of integrity regarding ideals that one espouses is intolerable to me.
I am actually one who does not believe in legislating morality despite my own strict moral compass. I think morals come from within. So, how could you? One who has held himself out as a moral family man. One who has criticised others for this very conduct? This isn't about sex; it's about trust. How could you be so senseless, reckless, entitled, selfish, momentary? Vote for you? How could I put my trust in your decisions as a leader expecting you to do what is right for many when you choose only to do what is right for yourself? Your remorse is well-placed. But how could this country repair itself and progress with a leader who leads his own family and self down a road of regrets. You could have been great, but now you are only a disappointment by your own choosing. America deserves better; I deserve better.
I am an idealist to be sure, but despite having men, not immortals for leaders, I think men in power can do better. I believe men and women in high offices can be clean. I believe leaders can practice what they preach. I won't stop voting. I won't stop hoping for leaders with integrity. And I am sure that I won't stop hurting.
Sincerely,
Shawn Howell
It is with a heavy heart that I lament, "how could you?" I truly do not understand. Honestly I am somewhat shocked at how deeply this affects me. I can not say that I have necessarily supported you in your high political aspirations, though we belong to the same party; however, I have never previously been offended by you either. So, why I am reeling at the news of your infidelity? What does it matter to me? Isn't this a "family matter" for you and your wife?
I have spent considerable time pondering this and here is what I've concluded. It matters to me because I have a hope for leaders who are true and virtuous. I guess that is somewhat naive of me. Even our great founding fathers had moral weaknesses. As I visited Monticello and partook of the estate Thomas Jefferson created with slave labor I realized that I cannot abide a lack of integrity in leaders. No one is perfect, but a complete lack of integrity regarding ideals that one espouses is intolerable to me.
I am actually one who does not believe in legislating morality despite my own strict moral compass. I think morals come from within. So, how could you? One who has held himself out as a moral family man. One who has criticised others for this very conduct? This isn't about sex; it's about trust. How could you be so senseless, reckless, entitled, selfish, momentary? Vote for you? How could I put my trust in your decisions as a leader expecting you to do what is right for many when you choose only to do what is right for yourself? Your remorse is well-placed. But how could this country repair itself and progress with a leader who leads his own family and self down a road of regrets. You could have been great, but now you are only a disappointment by your own choosing. America deserves better; I deserve better.
I am an idealist to be sure, but despite having men, not immortals for leaders, I think men in power can do better. I believe men and women in high offices can be clean. I believe leaders can practice what they preach. I won't stop voting. I won't stop hoping for leaders with integrity. And I am sure that I won't stop hurting.
Sincerely,
Shawn Howell
Friday, July 18, 2008
Evan's First National Park
We hiked Angel's Landing all the way to the top( with no stops). I carried Evan 5 steep miles round-trip. As we came off the Devil's back bone, a group of about 20 hikers applauded and one exclaimed, "Now there's a woman!" Of course Evan slept the entire time, woke up for a picture at the top, and snoozed the entire time down. What a life!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Oh Blessed Day
We finally got this baby blessed and Andy did not name her "Dave" as he had threatened to do. If you know Andy, you know he will do just about anything for a laugh, but I guess I successfully persuaded him that even though I am sure Heavenly Father has a sense of humor, I am also sure he wants ordinances performed in a reverent manner.
For those of you who aren't familiar with the Mormon church, we don't do infant baptisms. Children are baptized typically when they are 8 years old (or later, but never before). However, when a baby is born the child's father (again typically it is the child's father) gives the baby a name and a blessing. So, in this instance, Andy gave our baby the name "Evan Alice Howell" to be known by for the rest of her life and then proceeded to "bless" her with gifts, talents, and protections that he felt inspired to give her. When I was an infant I was blessed and given the name "Shawn Diane Rice."
Andy did an amazing job. It truly almost took my breath away to hear him pronounce such a beautiful and well thought-out blessing on our daughter's head. He is truly coming into his own as a father.
Howell family members in attendance Emily (Andy's sister and her 4 kids), Grandma and Granpa Howell, Rusty, Hans, and Danny (Andy's brothers) and Danny's wife and kids.
Thanks Nana (Dean) for the beautiful "princess" dress.
Disclaimer: if this seems like an obnoxious number of pictures of Evan, you are apparently NOT one of her grandparents. :)
Sunday, June 8, 2008
So What Did You Do This Weekend-Part 2
So What Did You Do This Weekend?
I love the problem-solving aspect of canyoneering. We have guide books, but you really don't have anyone to tell you how to get down, you just have to figure it out and it makes you feel awesome.
It also makes me feel awesome about my husband. Andy is amazing. He has incredible problem-solving skills and a keen understanding of how to just about everything outdoors.
The first canyon we did is called Pine Creek. It involves 2 swims, 1 deep wade, 6 rappels (including a 100 ft free rappel).
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