Leg Three - I LOVE July!

Last March when we were in Utah for Spencer's wedding, all the siblings sat around one night talking. Our conversation turned to the family reunion and then, out of nowhere, my sister Melissa shouted "I LOVE July!!!" It was very funny. For us. At the time. Really, we couldn't stop laughing. Ok, I guess you had to be there. But Melissa really does love July for all the holidays, no school (she has four kids), swimming, picnics, and everything else that goes along with that middle summer month. We were able to partake in her joy when we flew to Utah on July 2nd. We enjoyed the 4th of July with a morning neighborhood parade, evening bbq and water fight, and finished it off with Sandy City fireworks. The kids did great. Siena thoroughly enjoyed spending time with her cousins (she refused to sit next to us during the fireworks Is she 5 or 15?) and Talia was obsessed with the glow sticks that are my mom's favorite 4th of July tradition.

We spent the next week with family and friends in Salt Lake. We went to the Children's Museum of Utah, went on a breafast picnic up Millcreek Canyon (my dad's favorite spot), out to dinner with friends, a girls' night with my high school girlfriends, and to Liberty Park to let the kids run around the spray park.

We stayed with Mike's parents while we were in town. Siena had a lot of fun watching the Star Wars movies with Mike's dad in the evenings when we would take advantage of the free babysitting and went out with friends. Thank you Duncans!

At the end of our Utah trip we headed east for a Larsen Family reunion to Camelot . The name is cheesey but the location is really great. It was tucked into some sandstone cliffs and formations east of Kamas, Utah. We had a large lodge (each of my seven siblings and their families had their own room/bathroom) and access to a picnic pavillion, tire swing, swing set, hammock, large lawn, and a creek that was perfect for tubing down. The kids all had a great time together running free during the day and the adults played games at night. I had fun teaching my family to play our latest game obsession, Ticket to Ride - Europe. It was nice to get away and enjoy each other's company without the demands of work, church, and every day life to get in the way.

It was a great, month long, vacation. We saw so many friends and family and loved catching up with everyone. Thank you to all who hosted us and made the trip possible. We love you and would love to make seeing you a Duncan family summer tradition.

* My camera battery died half way through the Utah part of the trip so there aren't nearly as many pictures of this leg of the trip as the first two.

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Talia has mandated that I take a break from blogging for a few minutes. She's climbed onto my lap and is laughing hysterically as she pulls at my face while I make different animal noises. It's a million times more enjoyable than changing a poopy diaper - which I've done FIVE times today (more volume, less often please!). I love this age.

Back Home in Berkeley

** WARNING: There is a lot of gushing in this post. I can't help it, I love Berkeley that much.***



On June 17th we left San Diego and drove up to Berkeley. This was our first time back "home" since we'd left the previous August. It was so good to be back.

Our excellent excuse for traveling west was the Marostica wedding. Sara was my first Marostica love (her sisters and parents soon followed). She was the lone student in my seminary class the first year I taught and we have been good friends ever since. We were very honored to be invited back for her wedding. I've never seen such a beautiful, unbelievably happy bride. Her dress was incredible. She sang to Tyler at the reception and had many of us in tears. Sara, Tyler, and her parents did a great job with the wedding - it was gorgeous, completely color coordinated, and delicious.

One of the best things about the wedding was all the great people it drew. Several of our old friends from Berkeley made the trek across the country. The night before the wedding we had a bachelorette party, sans bachelorette. All the "girls" got together for Cheeseboard, Khana Peena, and delicious Meghan Busse chocolate cake. We ate on the deck (unusually warm Bay Area weather) and stayed up late talking.

After the wedding, the party kept going with swimming in Lake Anza, getting together at the Marosticas', Muir Woods, Point Bonita Lighthouse, and a bbq in the park the following Monday. As our friend Adam put it, "If heaven isn't like this vacation I'm going to be sorely disappointed."

Because of the generosity and hospitality of our friends the Ritzmans and the Marosticas we were able to stay in Berkeley for over 2 weeks. The Ritzmans let us stay at their place while they were off discovering Alaska. It was really nice to have our own space for a few days. Siena's reunion with their son Nathan (they are four months apart) was very sweet. She was trying to spit out a parent prodded "thank you" for using his bed and before she could finish he gave her a big bear hug. It was like they had never been apart.

Our "rent" at the Marosticas (we stayed in their cottage for 10 days) was to play Settlers of Catan for every night we were there. We gladly paid up. Julia was very sweet with Siena and played gypsy/spy/princess with her for hours on end. Talia took to calling Pamela "mommy" and would go to her over me. She loved yelling to "Mahht" wherever he was around the house and playing with their dog Merry. Laura was as beautiful as ever and was so nice to give up her room for us.

Berkeley was all we wanted it to be. We hit all our favorite spots - both food (a lot of food) and play (Oakland Zoo, Little Farm, Bay Area Discovery Museum, playground at Yerba Buena Gardens, Lawrence Hall of Science, and on and on).

Our favorite part was spending time with people that know us well and love us anyway. I know its cheesey but I can completely understand why Tony Bennet left his heart in San Francisco.

The First Leg of Our Ultimate Vacation

Ok, maybe not ultimate (it seems like another continent should be involved if you use the word ultimate) - but VERY close. We left NC behind on June 12th. Our trip started with a two hour flight to Newark where we changed planes and took a 6 HOUR flight to Orange County. Talia was a total nightmare on the plane. She threw playdough at the people in front of us, tried to defect to the row behind us while continually yelling "Hi!" to its poor inhabitants, and to top it all off, her diaper leaked all over my pants. I've never been so happy to get off a plane in all my life.


We spent the next three days in Anneheim at Disneyland with Mike's parents and his sister, Lisa (Siena's mostest favorite person in the whole world). I'm pretty sure we should have been written up by Child Protective Services for scaring Siena on all the big rides right at the beginning. There was no "working up" to her first roller coaster ride - we stuck her on the Matterhorn as soon as we got into the park. The worst was Splash Mountain. When we got off the ride we could hear people commenting on our picture, "Look at that little girl's face!" The look on her face was pure terror. I should have bought it but was feeling cheap and thoroughly ashamed. She didn't speak, make eye contact, or smile for about an hour afterwards. I think she was trying to figure out why we were trying to kill her and how she could MacGyver her way out of this horrid, painfully colorful, place. Once we decided to let her choose the rides she had a lot more fun. Her favorite ride was the Buzz Lightyear ride and she loved the princess area (three months later and I can't remember what it's proper name is) where she met all the princesses, learned a dance, and got her face painted. Talia's favorite part was playing in Little Bear's Adventure. She loved climbing the bear shaped rocks and going down the slide. None of this mechanical madness for my crazy girl!

Many thanks to Aunt Lisa and Mike's parents for watching the girls while Mike and I enjoyed the big kid rides at California Adventure. I forgot how much I love being thrust into the air several hundred feet (slight exaggeration) and jolted back down again. All in all Disneyland was a blast. Siena's already talking about our next trip to the Magic Kingdom.

Next we headed to San Diego to spend a few days with the Springs. When Christian and Jana lived in Berkeley we were all carefree and childless. We would spend oodles of time together eating, hiking, and playing games. It was very fun to catch up (i.e. eating, playing games - but sadly no hiking) and let our kids torture each other. Jana showed us around Sea World with her three beautiful children (4 years old and under - she's amazing). Thank you for hosting us. We had a great time and want to see you again SOON.




Talia loved Sea World. She especially enjoyed the orca tank and would get very excited every time they'd swim past her. She liked all the shows and being drenched by us every chance we'd get.

Next up, leg two - The Beautiful Bay Area

Early June . . .

Siena had her first dance performance on June 7th. She looked adorable in her sassy red leotard and white tutu. Getting her hair into a bun was quite a feat. I let her go without a bath for more days than I care to mention (even after swimming), used gel and hairspray, and a multitude of bobby pins (did you know they now make blond bobby pins?). Not to mention a hair net. She performed in typical 5 year old manner - cute and confused. Mike endured all the numbers before hers, watched her proudly, and then, a little too willingly, offered to take Talia out to wander the lobby. There are many more of these to come buddy!

This is me with the tutu on my head. Siena was the giggling photographer.

Next, we performed my pre-vacation ritual of getting our hair cut. Siena enjoyed it so much she decided she wanted to play cosmotologist too. Talia was a willing customer.

Extreme Neglect

THREE MONTHS! It's been 3 months since I last posted. Growing up, I started a gazillion diaries and would faithfully write down every excrutiating detail of my life. For example, "Mitch is so hot. He wore this rad pink and turquoise Quicksilver shirt to school today." And then, like other projects I've attempted in my life (i.e. crocheting a blanket for then-boyfriend-now-husband, etc.), I'd get busy/lazy and neglect said diary. Then I'd feel like too much time had gone by (I'd moved on to Ryan, or Jason, or Mike being the hot ones. What am I saying? Mitch was always hot.) to start it up again. But I'm older now. Three months is not too long to repent and return to writing down every excrutiating detail of my life - or just the highlights. So I'm back. I'm ready to chronicle our summer and hopefully some of you out there haven't given up on us. If you have, I completely understand.