Hi, this is Talie. I want to talk about my outdoor ed field trip. At my school, in 6th grade students go on a 4 day field trip they learn leadership skills and how to make friends. I loved it, and learned a lot about team work. I also did archery and one of my favorite parts was going down the zip line. Outdoor Ed was amazing! We had groups. I was put in the coyote group. The camp fire was our activity on the last night, we had smores and sang songs. Then on the last day we played an intense game of capture the flag with all the 6th graders!!! Then headed to the buses. I loved out door ed and it is an experience I will ALWAYS remember!!!
Archery
This is me shooting at the foam Dino with a apple on his head!
Last Day
This is me on my last day in my cabin that I slept in.
I might look happy, but I was so sad we had to leave
Sep 28, 2009
Sep 21, 2009
A Camping We Will Go!
Since moving to Colorado, we haven't done much adventuring. I think between Benson's busy business, keeping up with the two little ones, and attending the three older kids' games on Saturdays, we just haven't really gone out and done much on the weekends. So we tried to make up for it all in one month!
Labor day weekend, we drove to Estes Park. First we had to stop at a candy shop and get some white chocolate, macadamia nut toffee and snicker bar candy apples, mmhmm, can I say amazing! Then we started on the scenic drive. First, we stopped at a flood plain and hiked along the rocks that had fallen in the flood, and enjoyed the pretty waterfall that remained, until a sudden storm came in and we dashed to the car to escape the rain and wind. -
Next, we drove the Old Fall River road, which is a one-way dirt road up to the top of the mountains. Before the early 1930's, this was the only road up the pass, and now it is only open from June through September. It was a beautiful drive and was not crowded (which is rare for Colorado nature). The rain pretty much let up, so we pulled over to hike down to a waterfall. Ashlynn was the only kiddo that wanted to hike down - which she may have later regretted=).
Ashy, drenched, from slipping off the wet rocks into the cold water.
Nothing beats climbing around on a bunch of rocks!
We Also drove along Trail Ridge road which is the highest paved road in the US reaching the height of 12,183ft. It was pretty amazing to be driving above timberline.
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The next weekend, we decided to camp in the mountains above the town of Empire, where Benson takes care of their water. Earlier that week, Benson and an employee had been 4-wheeling in the area and had found a remote campsite that looked great. The only problem, you had to 4wheel in 2 miles to get to it. Well, not a problem for Benson - that man can move mountains! Between our two 4wheelers, we loaded up our 5 kiddos, all our camping gear, oh, and us, the drivers, and up we went! We rode 4wheelers, explored abandoned cabins and swings, scarfed down tin foil dinners and smores, sang campfire songs, and tossed and turned while the kids slept. The next morning, we loaded everything and everyone up and were pretty impressed with ourselves as we made it down with everything in ONE trip! On the way to our car, we passed about 9 jeeps 4bying, who apparently were impressed as well, because they stopped and took pictures of us as they drove by. On the way home, we stopped by at the Sweet Shop in Empire and tried out their extra thick shakes, Mmmm Mmmm!
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Peyton, driving a four wheeler w/one hand, his girl, Kate on the back, and his favorite stuffed animal, Chloe in his other hand.
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Sep 20, 2009
Kernel Dallin
Lately, Benson, Talie, and Dallin have really been into reading Harry Potter. Well, Thursday, Benson had finished book number 4 and was getting excited to watch the movie. Since everyone was finished with homework and piano, we started the movie and let the kids watch the first little bit before bedtime. Fact: the Smiths can't watch a movie without popcorn, so we popped our usual bag of popcorn and were munching while enjoying the movie.
I was sitting next to Dallin (our straight A student) and I notice that he is pushing popcorn kernels up his nose and then plugging one nostril, while blowing the kernel back out. I tell him to stop and explain that it could get stuck and lead to an ER visit. Expecting Dallin to of course listen to his oh-so-wise mother, I focus my attention back on the movie until a few minutes later, I notice him at the kitchen sink, doing farmer blows out his nose over and over again. "Dallin!" I exclaim, "You don't have a popcorn kernel up your nose, do you!?" After a short pause, he admits he does. We get the flashlight out and look up his right nostril. Sure enough, there is a popcorn kernel, way up inside.
Benson and I look at each other. I go for the phone to call the after hours nurse (because of course it is late evening) and Benson googles, what to do when things get stuck up ones' nose. The after hours nurse assures us that it is a good sign that we can see the location of the kernel, and tells us that we should try to put saline solution up his nose and have him hold the left nostril shut while trying to blow the kernel out the right nostril. We do this over and over again until we admit it just isn't going to work. Now, it is time to move on to plan B: the nurse told us next to do Mouth to Mouth. Benson and I look at each other, again, and he says he just can't get that close to his son (I guess it falls under the nurturing role of a mother). So I get closer than I ever have to Dallin and perform mouth to mouth on the poor kid to try to pop the kernel out. Well, Plan B doesn't work, so Benson comes up with a plan C. He's the family champ at the game Operation, so I guess he thinks he can extract the kernel with a pair of tweezers. After a few unsuccessful attempts, we look back in the nostril, and the kernel has completely disappeared.
So, we call the after hours nurse again, who tells us that since we can't see it any more - we don't know where it went, so we better take him to the ER. It's 9:45 now and Dallin starts to cry as we drive to the ER. Reality has hit and he's starting to wonder how they're going to get this thing out of his nose and he's a little afraid that he might die.
Fifteen minutes later, we arrive at the ER and the nurse asks him how in the world a nine-year-old gets a popcorn kernel up his nose!?! Dallin starts this long ol' story about how his Dad likes Harry Potter . . . and they were watching the movie . . . and eating popcorn . . . and he was carrying the popcorn bowl to the sink . . . and then the popcorn kernel got up his nose. After his long story, the nurse said,"Ok., so how did the kernel get from the bowl to your nose? After retelling the story over and over again to each person he meets, the doctor fishes her way up his nose for awhile and can't locate it either, so she refers us to an Ear Nose Throat specialist to go to in the morning.
The next morning arrives and we drive down town Denver to the ENT where Dallin has to repeat the story to each nurse he talks to and to the doctor. They all laugh at him and he gets to the point that he can laugh and joke about them having to cut off his nose to get the kernel out.
We get into the ENT's office and Dallin lays back in a dental-like chair while the doctor puts on a full plastic face mask. There is a nurse at one side handing tools to the doctor, and another nurse on top of him to make sure he holds still while the doctor shoves different tools up his nose. Within minutes, the doctor slips a long, skinny looking tool, ending with a little bowl shape, up his nose and brings it right out with the kernel sitting on the end. Dallin didn't even know it was out until the one nurse climbed off of him and the other nurse shows him a soft, swollen popcorn kernel. The doctor finishes up by looking up the other nostril - just to make sure there's nothing else wasn't up there=).
A couple days later, Peyton sees a pair of tweezers on my bathroom counter, and says, "Mom, that's for getting popcorn out of your nose, huh." I guess it all makes sense to a 3 yr. old. Why wouldn't they make tools specifically for getting popcorn kernels out of one's nose?
Funny quote, Dallin says, "Mom come smell my armpits, they smell like tacos."
I was sitting next to Dallin (our straight A student) and I notice that he is pushing popcorn kernels up his nose and then plugging one nostril, while blowing the kernel back out. I tell him to stop and explain that it could get stuck and lead to an ER visit. Expecting Dallin to of course listen to his oh-so-wise mother, I focus my attention back on the movie until a few minutes later, I notice him at the kitchen sink, doing farmer blows out his nose over and over again. "Dallin!" I exclaim, "You don't have a popcorn kernel up your nose, do you!?" After a short pause, he admits he does. We get the flashlight out and look up his right nostril. Sure enough, there is a popcorn kernel, way up inside.
Benson and I look at each other. I go for the phone to call the after hours nurse (because of course it is late evening) and Benson googles, what to do when things get stuck up ones' nose. The after hours nurse assures us that it is a good sign that we can see the location of the kernel, and tells us that we should try to put saline solution up his nose and have him hold the left nostril shut while trying to blow the kernel out the right nostril. We do this over and over again until we admit it just isn't going to work. Now, it is time to move on to plan B: the nurse told us next to do Mouth to Mouth. Benson and I look at each other, again, and he says he just can't get that close to his son (I guess it falls under the nurturing role of a mother). So I get closer than I ever have to Dallin and perform mouth to mouth on the poor kid to try to pop the kernel out. Well, Plan B doesn't work, so Benson comes up with a plan C. He's the family champ at the game Operation, so I guess he thinks he can extract the kernel with a pair of tweezers. After a few unsuccessful attempts, we look back in the nostril, and the kernel has completely disappeared.
So, we call the after hours nurse again, who tells us that since we can't see it any more - we don't know where it went, so we better take him to the ER. It's 9:45 now and Dallin starts to cry as we drive to the ER. Reality has hit and he's starting to wonder how they're going to get this thing out of his nose and he's a little afraid that he might die.
Fifteen minutes later, we arrive at the ER and the nurse asks him how in the world a nine-year-old gets a popcorn kernel up his nose!?! Dallin starts this long ol' story about how his Dad likes Harry Potter . . . and they were watching the movie . . . and eating popcorn . . . and he was carrying the popcorn bowl to the sink . . . and then the popcorn kernel got up his nose. After his long story, the nurse said,"Ok., so how did the kernel get from the bowl to your nose? After retelling the story over and over again to each person he meets, the doctor fishes her way up his nose for awhile and can't locate it either, so she refers us to an Ear Nose Throat specialist to go to in the morning.
The next morning arrives and we drive down town Denver to the ENT where Dallin has to repeat the story to each nurse he talks to and to the doctor. They all laugh at him and he gets to the point that he can laugh and joke about them having to cut off his nose to get the kernel out.
We get into the ENT's office and Dallin lays back in a dental-like chair while the doctor puts on a full plastic face mask. There is a nurse at one side handing tools to the doctor, and another nurse on top of him to make sure he holds still while the doctor shoves different tools up his nose. Within minutes, the doctor slips a long, skinny looking tool, ending with a little bowl shape, up his nose and brings it right out with the kernel sitting on the end. Dallin didn't even know it was out until the one nurse climbed off of him and the other nurse shows him a soft, swollen popcorn kernel. The doctor finishes up by looking up the other nostril - just to make sure there's nothing else wasn't up there=).
A couple days later, Peyton sees a pair of tweezers on my bathroom counter, and says, "Mom, that's for getting popcorn out of your nose, huh." I guess it all makes sense to a 3 yr. old. Why wouldn't they make tools specifically for getting popcorn kernels out of one's nose?
Funny quote, Dallin says, "Mom come smell my armpits, they smell like tacos."
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