Sigurd, Utah

So obviously this blog is seriously lacking in attention, and it most likely will stay that way somewhat. But I thought it would be fun to throw up a couple of Max-related posts before his little sister comes along! These pictures were taken last Friday in Sigurd, Utah, where we went for Joe's Grandma's funeral. Although it was a sad occasion, it was also neat to have ALL Joe's family together and to celebrate the life of his Grandma. It was her time to get to join her husband who passed away about 8 years ago. I didn't get to hear much of the services since Max wasn't about to still sit and be quiet for 2.5 hours, so I am a little sad about that. But I am glad Joe got to listen, and it was neat for all of us to be there. Max kept saying "Goodbye Great-Grandma" since I guess that is what we told him this was all about. (Also during the viewing he kept saying "Great-Grandma sleeping.")

At the cemetery, Max and Reese were running ALL over the place. By now it was way past naptime but that didn't seem to bother them! They are darling together and would be such perfect playmates if only they lived close.
Max, our little letter-obsessed child, enjoyed studying the graves and naming the letters. (He has known all the letters and their sounds for a while now and can't resist naming just about any letter he sees and saying what sound it makes. Pretty cute!)
Here I am, looking a bit (okay, more than a bit) whale-like. This was at 6 weeks to go, now I'm at 5. HURRY UP ALREADY.
These two took off and didn't even look back.
Then when they saw the pile of dirt the running turned to sprinting.
And the Dads had to sprint after them.
Reese is Queen of the dirt pile! Hooray!
Being carted back by Dad. Luckily I had an excuse for not doing all of the chasing.


Papa, Max, & Reese. Max was SO excited to see his Papa. Before the funeral started he kept looking around saying "Find Papa, find Papa." He got to see him for a few minutes, but then when Papa gave the "family prayer" before the funeral (the entire chapel was packed with family; others got seated in the overflow) Max started yelling for him like crazy. Always good to be loved, right?
Little family of soon to be 4! Ahh!
Max got super smiley standing next to this grave for some reason. Hans Lorentz Dastrup was the very first of the Dastrups to join the Church in Denmark, immigrate to the US, and settle in Sigurd. Now the cemetery is full of Dastrups. Pretty cool.

Before the day was over we went to visit Joe's Grandma's old house. Joe and his siblings had a lot of great memories there and were pretty excited to visit it. This is the backyard!

This was Max making friends with a rooster moments before the rooster flew up and landed on him, I screamed, and Max started crying. The crying was from my scream, not the rooster. Oops.
These two little monkeys loved the trampoline!


And when we finally headed home around 5:30, Max passed out in the car. Until we stopped for gas 15 minutes later. ;)