Thursday, August 25, 2011

Belize, August 2011

Todd and I went to Belize with his parents and siblings (without our kids) the first week of August. We've been planning and looking forward to this trip for the good part of a year. What a wild experience. Trying to document it didn't really do it justice . (Especially since I haven't seen anyone else's pictures yet - I'll have to enhance my post when they come streaming in over the next few weeks.)


Day 1

Larry and Ellen, KB, Kelsi, Missy and Burke, and myself flew from Salt Lake City on Saturday. We arrived in Belize City in mid-afternoon. We grabbed rental cars and drove two hours west to the jungle hills of San Ignacio. We ate dinner in town and then drove through the dark along super rugged dirt roads up to our jungle lodge. Everyone was pretty bushed, so we went to bed early and made plans to sleep in late the next morning.

Highlight: The rental car guy, Julio, locked the keys in one of our vehicles at the airport, then broke the antennae off the car and used it to jimmy the door unlocked.

Lowlight: We were a little shocked by the bugs in our cabanas. I tried to block out that I'd already seen a couple roaches, and Missy screamed when she saw the spiders. Ron, the proprietor, tried to sooth her with "Oh, that's just a house spider. Just a little guy." If that was little, I don't want to see big!


Day 2:

Our group gathered for breakfast around 10:30. Then we grabbed some inner tubes and hiked upriver for about half an hour. We saw lots of leaf cutter ants. I thought that was cool.We floated the Macaw River for a couple of hours. We ate a late lunch at the lodge and then drove into town to meet up with the rest of our group: Todd, Laura and Tyler, Erika and Steve, and Beany. We ate dinner together, grabbed a few supplies at a local market, and headed back to our lodging for the night.

Highlights: Reuniting with Todd after two weeks apart. Playing with Ron's super cute pet cody. Sleeping in for the first time in a long time (and the only time the entire trip!). Al (the other owner of the lodge), perched on his seat in the dining room, leg crossed, had only two things to say - in his nasally voice - to every exclamation of ours about the humidity, the bugs, the food, the rain, anything: "Welcome to Belize," and "Well, you're in the jungle."

Lowlights: We were looking for a little unexcavated area of Mayan ruins as we hiked, and completely passed it unknowingly. Also, the river was really low and slow, so it got a little dull by the end. We got tired of picking up our tubes to walk over the rocks that were supposed to be our rapids. Plus, it was raining, so we didn't see any toucans, when we had thought we'd see a ton while we tubed and I was really looking forward to that.


Day 3

We drove out to Caracol to see the biggest Mayan city in Belize. We had to drive through a military check point along the way and drive with an escort as protection from bandits from Guatamala. The ruins were incredibly cool to see. We got quite a workout climbing up all the steps to the top of every single pyramid.On the way home we took a short hike down to Big Rock Falls, a beautiful waterfall along a river with a natural pool at the base that we could swim in.

Highlights: We saw no banditos, but had quite a few laughs joking about them. It rained heavily while we were at Caracol, which gave us a (welcome) break from the sweltering heat. And I saw a bright, beautiful toucan as we were hiking out!

Lowlight: I left my swimsuit in the car when we hiked down to the falls, so I was fully dressed in a t-shirt and nylon pants when we swam in the pool. My wet pants were dragging me down and I couldn't fight the current, so I mostly lounged on the rocks while everyone else swam and cliff jumped.


Day 4

It rained and rained and rained all night long, and in the morning we received the terribly disappointing news that our tour of the ATM cave had been canceled due to flooding concerns. We were so bummed because we were leaving for the islands the next day so there went our only chance for what we'd heard was one of the coolest tours ever. We scrambled to put together a good itinerary for the day with several activities Todd had researched but hadn't chosen because we didn't have time for it all.

We went to the Belize Zoo and saw all the animals native to the country, including more toucans, huge harpy eagles, tapirs (the national animal), crocodiles, jaguars and ocelots.Then we drove to the Blue Hole National Park and planned to swim in a gorgeous water hole and check out St. Herman's Cave, but both were closed to the public due to the rain. So disappointing.

Eventually we made it to another ruin sight, Cahl Pech, but by the time we arrived everyone was wet and ticked off and the ruins were going to close in just thirty minutes, and we just bagged it.

We went back to our lodging and swam in the pool instead, and that was lots of fun. We played Marco Polo and everyone became friends again.

Highlight: We made a stop in San Ignacio in the afternoon and chatted it up with the tour company. Somehow we landed ourselves new spots in the ATM tour for the following day, pending weather. We rearranged all of our travel plans out to the island to be able to make it to the tour. Everyone was praying for no rain that night!

Lowlight: We did a ton of driving and got not a lot out of it. Everyone was restless and snippy by the afternoon. It was kind of a bad day.


Day 5

It didn't rain all night! Everyone woke up elated. The ATM cave tour was on! The tour started with a drive out, followed by a 45 minute hike up to the cave. We had to cross a river four times, with water heights varying from ankle to waist deep. At the mouth of the cave, we put on helmets mounted with headlamps and swam through a pool in the cave opening. We were in water almost the entire time. Sometimes the water was low, just up to our ankles or shins, but it was frequently waist or chest deep. We climbed over boulders and often had to maneuver support positions with both feet and both hands. It was intense, challenging, and completely exhilarating.Once far enough into the cave, there was a spot you could climb up higher and get out of the water, and it was here that the Mayans had offered sacrifices, both food and human. There were pottery remains all over, as well as skeletons. The touted highlight of the tour is the "Crystal Maiden," a complete female skeleton crystalized to the limestone floor.Highlight: For me, the best part was the hike back out of the cave. I wasn't as intimidated by the challenging maneuvers required, and our guide took us back by a slightly different route that was even more adventurous. We were all pumped to think he had evaluated our skills and deemed us worthy to go back a more dangerous, more exciting way. There was one spot we had to squeeze through a jagged opening that only had enough room for your body when you contorted it just right. The current was pushing the water along and you had to really hold on to the rocks and use your body strength to control when you moved where. You had to turn your head sideways to fit through and we were all advised to "watch your jugular." It was exhilarating. When we reached the pool at the end, we each dived into the water, helmets and all.Lowlight: Our tour lasted about an hour and a half longer than we'd been told it would, so when it ended we were really booking it to get to our island on time. We drove as fast as the sleeping policemen would let us (massive speedbumps in each village) and made it to our port town of Dangriga half an hour after our boat captain gave up on waiting for us and left. It was a race against the setting sun to find another boat out to Tobacco Caye, and Dangriga didn't seem like the safest place to spend the night if we couldn't find anything.

Eventually our eleven-person crew (Erika and Steve didn't come with us for this portion of the trip) squeezed onto a speedboat with our luggage and off we went, away from land and across the ocean as darkness settled upon us. Everyone was freaked out. It seemed pretty dangerous, but was (hopefully) the better choice of two evils. But (highlight) once I stopped worrying about our ship captain throwing us overboard in the middle of the ocean and taking off with our luggage and money, watching the stars appear in the night sky as we crossed the ocean was truly incredible. There were no lights to mask their beauty. They beamed and were breathtaking.


Day 6

We woke up to this view:Todd and I, Missy and Burke, and Beany went scuba diving on the reef just past our caye. We saw tons of colorful fish and beautiful coral in the nice, warm, turquoise water. In the afternoon Todd went on a fishing trip while I read in the hammock on the deck of our cabana that, yes, hung over the water.
Highlight: Great visibility in the water. We could see for about 50 feet. Our guide, Erik, was annoyed with it because apparently it's normally 200 foot viz, clear as far as you can look. But for Todd and me, who certified in 4 foot viz in Monterey, it was fabulous.

Lowlight: Our accommodations came with a sweet deck, but were otherwise nothing to brag about. It was hot and there were no fans so our windows were always open. We had pretty much zero privacy because everyone else's cabanas were just a couple feet apart and we all had our windows open. Our bed was terrible. Our mattress was a foam pad. But, (highlight) that second night there we took that foam pad out to the deck and slept out there. It was much more comfortable, and we once again had a terrific view of the stars.


Day 7

Early in the morning Todd and I went snorkeling. We saw just as many fish as we did scuba diving the day before. That's double sided: incredible (and free) snorkeling, but it made the time and money spent getting scuba certified seem like such a waste.

Todd and I and Missy and Burke went back out with Erik and scuba dived all day. We went to Grover's Reef and did a couple of wall dives which were sweet. It was much better diving than the day before and blew the snorkeling out of the water, so certifying paid off after all. We saw huge lobsters (2 or 3 feet long), quite a few lion fish, puffer fish, barracuda fish, tons I don't know the names of. There were several different types that had irridescent colors that were so beautiful. We saw two different sea turtles, the first from a bit of a distance and the second right up close. I swam inches away from it for a solid minute and wanted to touch it, but didn't want to scare it away. That was incredible.

That night Missy and Burke and Todd and I went night snorkeling with dive lights. It was kind of nerve wracking not being able to see what was around us. We saw a couple of octopus, a squid, and several more rays.

Highlight: On the boat ride back from diving, we rode alongside a pod of dolphins, probably eight or so. They swam right by our boat for several minutes. Todd and I layed down on the nose of the boat and reached our arms out. Todd came within inches of touching one.

Lowlight: The lunch our lodging packed for us was tuna salad. It was kind of gross but we had to eat it because we were starving and there was no other option.


Day 8

Todd and I, Missy and Burke, Ellen, Beany, KB, and Kelsi all went on a boat ride out to a different part of the reef to snorkel. We saw a ton of eagle and bat rays, as well as plenty of other gorgeous fish and coral.

On the way out, we found an abandoned lobster trap and hauled it in. None of them were huge like we'd been seeing diving, but it was cool to hold them, and we had some for dinner that night.

Late that afternoon Missy and Burke, Kelsi, Todd and I went on a shark hunt, snorkeling on the outer side of the reef just beyond our island, hoping to find a shark. Alas, we were not successful. Also, the way we took to get out was difficult, so we chose to snorkel all the way around the entire island to get back (it was little, 100 yards across).

Highlight: There were huge conch shells all over our island, in the water along the shore, and decorating the bases of trees and pathways all throughout our lodging. I found a couple really beautiful conches to take home. Todd found a teeny tiny one (two inches) that was beautifully colored, but still had half a creature living in it. We snagged it and are still working on killing the stink out of it, but it's going to look fantastic on our bookshelf.

Lowlight: By the end of the day I was seasick from all the swaying: wind blowing, hammocks swinging, waves pushing you in the water... I didn't enjoy that last snorkel much. I also felt overheated. I would stop in all the cold pockets of water to try to cool off. It was the only place that wasn't hot and humid and I had had enough.


Day 9

We traveled home. First leg: speed boat ride back to Dangriga. Second: a quick taxi ride to a little airport. Third: a 15 minute flight on a tiny 13 passenger airplane to Belize City. Fourth: Check through customs and get on a big plane to Houston, then on to Salt Lake City. Todd and I grabbed our bags and immediately left in our car to drive two more hours to Logan. The next day held a 13 hour drive from Logan to Sunnyvale, with the kids. It wasn't the end of the world, but we were tired.


Long enough? Sorry. This is the only place our Belize trip is being recorded.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Stubborn Jack

Jack is showing his first signs of stubbornness. He's been so easygoing since day one that it's a little bit shocking. Where's my mellow fellow?

He fought hard against being moved into his crib in Hazel's room, but didn't cry the third night. I win. They've been sharing a room for a solid week or ten days now.

And he apparently prefers solid food over formula. Lately he will not drink more than 2 oz of milk before forcefully shoving his bottle away and refusing to drink, but bring on the food and he will pack it in. I've been offering him less food and trying to force feed him his bottle, but feel like I'm balancing out dehydration with starvation. So far, he's still winning this one.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Utah Trip

In mid-July my sister Emily flew to my house from Chicago. She spent a couple days here in California with us - we went to the beach, of course - and then Todd took off for his two-week Army training and Emily helped me drive the kids out to Utah. It was tons of fun to see Emily (it had been 14 months) and get to hang out with her sans husbands so we could make each other our #1 for a while like old times. I wish we lived closer.

Along the drive, we visited Todd in Sacramento and played in a helicopter, then stopped at the Jelly Belly Factory in Fairfield. We spent the night in Reno and drove the rest of the way the next day.

We stayed at my parents' house in Smithfield. We went shopping and made jewelry and talked fashion and hairstyles. A neighbor invited us to come pick cherries off his tree. All of my siblings gathered for the weekend and we had a reunion. I can't even remember the last time all six of us were together. It's been years. Friday night we made dutch oven dinner (Southwest chicken) and cherry pie and spent the whole evening talking, laughing, reminiscing... It felt like Christmas being all together again. Saturday we went up to Tony Grove, a gorgeous spot in the mountains we traditionally camped at all growing up. We hiked around the lake and roasted hot dogs and s'mores over a campfire.
There was still snow in a couple spots! Brr.. . Hazel was thrilled. We visited my Grandma Holley and my Grandma and Grandpa Bingham. I loved having the chance to see them all. It had been a long time since I'd last seen them - 14 months (Scott and Caprice's wedding).

I went to the Salt Lake LDS Temple and had a wonderful, uplifting experience. I need to go to the temple more often.My mom watched my kids while I was inside the temple. Hazel spent the whole time playing in the fountains at the Conference Center. When I came back I found her dipping her whole head in the water. She was drenched and delighted.The next day Mom and I took the kids to the Heritage West Pioneer Center south of Logan. It was a huge hit! Hazel learned how pioneers used to wash their clothes.
She gathered chicken eggs.We visited a blacksmith shop and a woodworker's shop. And Hazel rode a pony. I was completely blown away. I thought she'd be too scared to even get on, but it was quite the opposite: she refused to get off when the ride was over! I left my kids with my parents while I went to Belize with Todd (next post!). They were completely spoiled. Jack cut a tooth, ate a ton, and learned to pull up to standing at furniture while I was gone. I missed him so much I thought my heart would break. None of their neighbors have fences in their yard, so Hazel had free reign to all their playground equipment and trampolines.
My parents set up a play station in the kitchen that kept Hazel happily occupied for hours at a time. It had a kitchen cupboard with dishes, a child-sized picnic table, and a gorgeous dollhouse my Grandpa Holley built. (They're watching fireworks on the roof.)
Mom made her a dress-up dress that she has worn every single day since.
And my parents took the kids to a parade.

(I stole almost all these photos from my mom. A couple are from my phone. I need to be so much better about getting my camera out!)

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

General Updates

Jack is seven months old. I'm so sad that he's growing up so fast. I know I've only got a couple months left until he starts walking and that makes my heart ache. He's figured out how to do everything since my last post six weeks ago.
He sits independently. He plays quite happily by himself as long as you start him off near the toy bins.He crawls. Quickly. Through the chair legs and even up the stairs.He pulls up to standing on the furniture.He got his first two teeth (not simultaneously - a week and a half apart). He eats solid foods. And eats and eats. And eats. He's a bottomless pit. He still snuggles quite freely, although now that he's mobile he won't stay for long. He loves to blow raspberries. He's obsessed with jumping and makes my triceps burn every day. He's a champion sleeper but is unhappy that we're trying to move him into Hazel's room. He's grown quite accustomed to his tight quarters in our bathroom.


Hazel's latest is that she's hoarding all her possessions in every container she can find up as high as she can reach so that Jack won't choke/won't touch her stuff. My counter top has looked like this for days:The couch blanket was missing for days until I found it today stuffed behind the TV.OCD??? She's so funny.

In other big news, Hazel's been in big girl panties for four days straight and only had one accident so far. Hooray! I'm really hoping this is the real deal and I'll have a fully potty-trained child in a week or two. The big hurdle: #2. She still hasn't pooped in the potty. I'm getting nervous for constipation issues. Any advice would be welcome.

Hazel's deep into her pretend world. She currently spends a lot of time being Sleeping Beauty, Nephi, Mommy, and Baby Hazel. She's also started having toys act out parts instead of having to be the character herself.

We signed her up for parent/tot swimming lessons this summer. She is a lot more confident in the water than she was last year. She likes to hold on to the wall of the pool and coast around the perimeter. She's also fairly comfortable with blowing bubbles in the water, but she won't stick her whole face in yet.
I'm trying to motivate myself to start up a book club. Todd's prepping to run a 100 mile marathon (again). We're recuperating from vacation, which I will blog about sometime soon, I hope.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

What We Call Jack Around Here

I've always had a penchant for nicknames. And I've always loved the name Jack, partly because it's soooo easy to turn into nicknames. I'm a little out of control. It's been funny to overhear Hazel call Jack all the names I call him, too. Here's just a small list - what I brainstormed in sixty seconds. I'm sure there's more.
Jacker Backer
Jackerona
Jacky
Jacky-Boy
Cutie Boy
Sweetie Boy
Jumping Jack
Jack Be Nimble
Jack In the Box
Jackster
Jacker
Jacko
Jackie-O
Jack Jack
Jack Attack
Mr. Jack
Little Brother
Baby Boy
Handsome Man
Cutie Patootie
Chunk a Hunk
Happy Boy
Little Man
Boyfriend
Photos by my mom.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Russian River Trip - aka "The Cottage"

This weekend we took a trip up to Guerneyville, CA to explore the area near the Russian River. The drive took us just over two hours, north through San Francisco and then into the hills. We left Thursday night after dinner and baths. Hazel stayed awake the whole time, too psyched to see our "cottage" I suppose. When we got just outside San Francisco, she thought all the tall buildings were temples. She was thrilled to drive over the Golden Gate Bridge, even though it was dark. Photo courtesy of images.google.com.
We had just put civilization behind us and headed deep into the woods when I realized I must not have used the restroom before we left. When it became an emergency-level situation, Todd pulled off the main road and found a spot for me to take care of business. To my complete horror, thirty seconds later a truck pulled up behind us and shot a photo of me squatting! Who would do that? I asked myself, then realized that College Todd would have. And it might even have been College Angie's idea. So I laughed and forgave them.

The place we stayed at was actually a mobile home. We called it our cottage and we loved it.We had a living room, kitchen, bathroom, and two bedrooms. It was similar in square footage to our apartment we actually live in. Also it had a huge deck. But oh, the yard! That was paradise. Huge (I don't know, an acre or two I'd say) with lots of trees and plenty of open space, a fire pit, hot tub, and two delicious hammocks.Friday we rented a canoe and forged our way through the extremely mild Russian River. As in, it was super easy for one person to paddle our whole family upstream. It was relaxing. Hazel and Todd worked the paddles and I kept Jack happy. The water was a comfortable enough temperature for us to dock the canoe for a bit and let Hazel swim about in the shallow parts and throw handfuls of mud around.Photo courtesy of images.google.com.
I stared dreamily at all the private docks and decided I would love to own a home like that, all private and spaced out from the neighbors, with all its own space and yard and everything and then a little walk down to your own dock, where you've got patio furniture and a kayak or two and pool floaties all sitting there waiting for you to come play. What a dream to bring a book down to the dock and read and sunbathe and watch people float past. What a party to bring the kids down for a swim or go float in your tubes for a while. That's the life. Maybe someday...Photos courtesy of images.google.com.
After the river we took the kids back to the house for naps. And then here's the best part! While the kids were sleeping, instead of being quietly trapped in my living room with nothing to do but laundry, Todd and I took books outside and read while we lounged in the hammocks. Bliss!We spent the entire rest of the day and evening outside. We soaked up every minute of our pretend "we have a yard" life. Hazel ran and ran and ran and ran. She mostly pretended to be Robin Hood. She'd get "tied up" in the hammock by Prince John (Todd - and Jack was Hiss), then sneak out and run to her hideout. I was Maid Mariam, and she kept telling me it wasn't the getting married part yet. She was too busy dodging Prince John to give me a real part to pay, except sometimes she instructed me to call out to her for help so she could come rescue me from Prince John, too. This statue was her hideout. That night we used the fire pit to roast hot dogs and make s'mores. Then after the kids were in bed Todd and I got in the hot tub, only to discover that it was more of a warm tub and the part to heat it up was broken. Bummer, but the stars were amazing and I saw the Big Dipper more clearly than I ever have before in my life.

Saturday morning we hiked through the Armstrong Redwoods State Preserve. We kept our eyes peeled for tree hollows so Hazel could climb in and pretend to be an owl. We found a tree slide that we probably would have walked right past if there hadn't been other kids there sliding on. It was awesome, a long slice of redwood bark that was smooth and just laying at the perfect angle. Hazel slid on it three or four times, then decided to get more adventurous and climb the super steep hill behind it. Todd had to take over spotting duties.

That afternoon the kids napped while we read in the hammocks again. Then we all played in the yard. I wish really bad we had a nice big yard like that. It was so fun. Todd grilled hamburgers and we ate on the deck.By the way, I only did breakfast on the trip, easy stuff like bagels and cream cheese and coffee cake from a mix. Todd packed picnic lunches for us before we left each morning, and he made us great dinners both nights. That was another great part about this trip: relinquishing the kitchen to him.

Saturday night we all four got in the warm tub and played with the kids in it like it was a little swimming pool. Then we put them to bed and Todd and I read together. Todd went searching for a blanket and came back with a Snugli. He didn't even know what it was! I made him pose for a picture, and then we used it and made jokes all night. One final look at the stars before going to bed. Aah, lovely.

Sunday morning we cleaned up and said goodbye to our cottage. Hazel was excited to drive across the Golden Gate Bridge again. We made it home with just enough time to change clothes and hop back in the car to attend afternoon church. Now we're in the throughs of unpacking and otherwise de-tripping.

The best part? Two and a half days together with no cell phone coverage. It was full-on family bonding and we loved it.