FIRST TRIP TO HEBGEN... NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH HEAVEN!
Lydia with my dad and brother, Mitchell, showing off her true mohawk at its finest!

I guess you can say, we kind of let loose at Hebgen. At least it was only 7-up (just kidding, she just loves to hold the can after I drink it).

Lydia LOVED everything about Hebgen (playing in the cold water, eating sand, riding on the boat, jet ski, paddle boat, mule, and 4-wheelers, having millions of kids around her, seeing the wild life, and especially having her dad with her for a week straight!!!) We thought she was a little young to water ski this year, maybe next--at least on two (skis) for heaven's sake!


Yes I am just now, posting a picture from the 4th of July! It was quite the day! We spent the day at the lake and then went over to our cabin a little more off the lake and had a BBQ and our own firework show (which we were lucky enough to not burn down the forest, our cabin, and one of my little cousins who only got skimmed with a firework that shot off in the wrong direction as everyone else dove out of the way). Shane and I had a great view of the mishap from the balcony and couldn't believe everyone came out OK. Let's just say, it may have been our last home firework show (well probably not, but it should be)!

The whole immediate family out at our favorite place to eat in West Yellowstone...Pete's Pizza.

Even though I'm the mom, I basically have no control over what people feed my baby while on vacation. When I try to stop them, they all act like I'm paranoid and tell me that all of "us" were raised on these things (chocolate malts, rootbeer floats, suckers, pie,...anything she won't "choke on.") Why do I have no say in this? My grandpa and mom are the worst!

We were waiting for our pizza when my grandpa came up behind Lydia with quite the disguise. When we go into town, he usually finds something crazy to walk around in the for the rest of the night and tries his hardest to embarrass us.

We had to get a shot of Lydia all suited up for a morning paddle boat ride with Shane and I.


MORE SUMMER FUN
Don't let anyone ever tell your too old for harmless little pranks, such as toilet papering. My youngest brother, Connor, and I went when I was sleeping over at my parents' house (when Shane was out of town) and it felt like I was in jr. high again! Of course the options of who to get didn't exceed our neighborhood in case Lydia woke up, so we just hoped we didn't get caught. After only a few seconds of tossing my first streaming white beauty, I soon learned that the same little brother who moments before had actually questioned if I had ever even BEEN toilet papering before, had to be given quite a few pointers of his own. I hope you took notes Connor! Anyways the next day at church, as I was walking past the Sunday school classroom of the person whose house we jokingly got, I heard him say"OK, which one of you punks toilet papered my house last night?!" to a bunch of young boys. Good thing a new mother holding her wee baby as she walked by looked like the least likely suspect.

While on the subject, I thought I'd post this picture I took of my bathroom cabinet just to show my WONDERFUL mom, so on the ball and talented in so many other ways, what having a generous supply of toilet paper in the house looks like. I guess it was just one of those items she somehow managed to forget at the grocery store one too many times. Don't worry, we almost always had some kind of napkins, usually from fast food places, as a back up. And we even had a "Stranded!"song that we would sing at the top of our lungs from the bathroom until someone heard and came to the rescue! Let's just say, it was a happy day in the Haller home when WE got toilet papered!!!

Come on, show off those new pearly whites!

Alright, so even when her mouth is open you can barely see them in this picture. This was when they had just poked through. but as of a couple months ago, Lydia now as two teeth on the top and two on the bottom...yeah, I'm nearly three months behind. Sorry.

We also sent my brother, Mitchell, off on his mission to Brazil! Lydia sure is going to miss this uncle. I can't believe she'll be 2 1/2 when he comes home.

I think he just told her a pretty funny joke!


"Alright, alright!!! I won't grow up too much while you're gone!"


Lydia and little Maggie (Mary and Nate's).