Heggy Blog

So, if you couldn’t tell from my last post, I don’t have a lot to do today. I almost forgot, however, that today is our engagement anniversary! We don’t ever really celebrate it; we just recognize what day it is and think back on the day (well, I do…who knows if Andrew even notices). Four years ago from today Andrew took me up to Sundance where we rode the ski lift up and had a little picnic of Los Hermanos take-out (Los is significant to how we met). He put my ring inside a hand-made/painted music box he brought home from Italy where he served his mission. The day was so gorgeous, as you can imagine, with all of the fall leaves. He even surprised me by putting a rose on my seat before we headed up there; that was a small clue as to what was coming . It was so sweet! Thanks for proposing to me honey! I’m so glad I said yes!

Life can pass you by if you’re not careful. Unfortunately for James, most of his life has been spent watching it pass by from the view of his highchair. No, not really, but it sure seems that way after looking through all of the pictures I have of him strapped to the thing. I’ve been going through pictures of James (because I’m finally trying to catch up on scrapbooking) and realized that seems to be my favorite place to take his picture. He’s eating in most of them (as expected), but in others he is just playing or even sleeping…poor guy. I don’t know if it’s because he always wants to eat (like his mommy), or that it is just the perfect time to take his picture because he’s strapped in and has no where to go; either way, I just had to share some of these adorable pictures of James growing up–in his highchair.

No, I didn’t leave him there so long that he fell asleep. This was during one of his midnight feedings that he needs to sustain him through the night because of his MCAD.

This is funny because he didn’t know the toast was on his head. He was looking everywhere for it.

A couple weeks ago we went backpacking (sans James) in the Uintahs to Ruth Lake. We went with our good friends, and neighbors, the Rawcliffes. It was just the right kind of backpacking trip for me–mostly flat and less than a mile long . It was my second time being to Ruth Lake and a much better experience this time; the first time I went was three years ago and we spent the majority of our time hiding under a mosquito net trying not to get eaten alive. I’m happy to say we didn’t even need a mosquito net this time because the weather was cold enough that most of them had already died. We only went for one night, which I’m happy about for a few reasons: 1) I missed James, 2) no bathrooms, 3) no running water, and I’ll say it again, no bathrooms. Here are some pictures we took:

We walked around the lake after setting up our tents and took pictures with the pretty flowers.

Sunset

Sunrise on the lake.

Andrew and me standing on top of Boulder Rock; that’s not really the name; it’s not cool enough to have a name, really; Andrew and his friends named it when they came to Ruth Lake in high school.

Andrew and Thomas on the same rock.

There is supposed to be a picture of Bethany and me right here, but I guess I didn’t get one with my camera, so could I get that Bethany? .

The rock I sat on to take a rest ended up being such a perfect spot for a picture of me and the lake.

Snow! Yes, I know…how romantic that Andrew loves me so much that he had to carve it into the snow. It would be much more romantic if Andrew had actually written it. It was me.

A Mountain Goat! The only sign of wildlife we saw besides some bats–ewe.

Thomas and Andrew standing on top of a tree that somehow (we don’t know how) fell over as we were walking by.

Backpacking out of camp. Goodbye Ruth Lake!