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Whitney's Wild World is just that . . . a little blog to chronicle the crazy times inside my wild world!! We finally made it to a family of 4 and are enjoying every day we have together!! Check up on us to see all that goes on inside Whitney's Wild World . . . . . . .


Monday, July 23, 2012

A quiet 4th of July

This 4th of July was a little different than most.  Being on a Wednesday makes for a different feel and it wasn't all that warm for beaching so it was just a little more mellow than normal.  When I woke up and couldn't find Rylee, I heard noise coming from downstairs and this is what I found . . . Rylee and Grandpa playing cards at Don's bar at 6:30AM!!

She has been a much better winner.  She now says congratulations happily and gives a big hug (I think Grandpa was happy to lose!!)

Megan and her entourage came by for a 4th of July photo op.  Drew looked very festive for his 1st 4th in his red, white and blue.

Happy 4th of July

The kids made it to the beach for a little while and had a great time like always.

The kids can be on the beach in their bathing suits rain or shine!  Rylee and Jace are great on the beach.  They run in and out of the water, help the little kids and play nicely together (finally).

I always try for a group shot and this is the best I could get!!

Happy little beach kids.

Brady knows where all the good stuff is at the beach house.  His favorite this summer has been doughnut holes.  He knows where they are opens the drawer and get them himself . . . more doughnuts please!!

Rylee taught Grandpa about the coveted peanut jelly roll-up (peanut butter and jelly rolled up in a tortilla)  Chris taught Rylee and she is now passing it on!!

Like I said the block was a little quite this year . . . this was the bleakest 4th of July picture we have ever taken!!!

Next year it's on!!!

Happy Birthday Brady Man

The big man finally turned 2!!!
 He had a 2nd annual splash park birthday party (this time there were no rattle snakes and no fire fighters . . . Wahoo!!) My good friend Trish took his little 2 year old pictures and it was not easy.  Brady isn't so good looking and smiling at the camera.  But I think we got some distinct Brady shots.
This is how his birthday party started out . . . asleep in the stroller as all his friends showed up ready to party.  Brady is all together on his own schedule and will fall asleep anywhere anytime.

My little party animal!!
Sweeney, Brooks had fun at the party and little Luke came 5 days late to the party!!

Rylee had her little friends there too.  They loved getting wet and standing under all the waterfalls!!
Thank God my mom lives close enough to come down and help me with all my projects.  She is such a great help and I couldn't do it with out her.

When everyone started singing I think he finally felt like the center of attention.  Love the little smirk!!

One day I will get a picture of everyone looking in the same direction and smiling.

I decided to have his birthday party at the splash park again because he loves it there.  On this particular day he couldn't get far enough away from the water.  All he wanted to do was swing, once again thanks to Yaya who stood over at the swings and pushed him to his hearts content!!
On his real birthday we were at the beach of course.  Yaya and Jj got him a bat and a tee and we tried to play with it on the beach but he only wanted to run across the boardwalk . . . he'll get there!! 
He spent his birthday on the beach, one of his favorite places to be.  Most likely because he can do whatever he wants and never gets told NO!!  A hole and bucket and he is one happy birthday boy . . . . that is until  . . . .. 
fell asleep right in the middle of his hole, I guess when you are the birthday boy you can do that!!
Happy Birthday Brady Man we love you so much and can't get enough!!!
I promise to give you a proper 3rd birthday no more splash park, no more 2nd child gets the shaft syndrome!!! Bring on the terrible two's!!!

Monday, July 9, 2012

Cousin Weekend! (AKA "this could be bad" -Rylee)

Guest blog time! This past weekend was officially the first annual, Tav-Schem-Hlinka-Gould-Cousin-Aunt-Mimi-Grandpa Weekend. Wow. That's a lot. Basically, it was the first time Whitney put me sort of in charge of her kids with the help of Bryn, Auntie Allison, and Mimi. Boy, were we all in for a treat. 

It started off with Disneyland (see next blog for all the D-Land excitement), and things were rolling quite nicely, HOWEVER, for some reason that none of us can figure out, Rylee kept saying, "This could be bad" and "This is gonna be bad" and all varieties of this phrase. We kept assuring her that no, things would in fact not be bad, but I think she was secretly looking forward to when we got home and Brady took one look at us in our matching Tink shirts and screamed bloody murder. Uh oh, this is gonna be bad.

Cousin weekend consisted of the following things: walks on the beach, donuts, Mcdonalds, Build-a-Bear, Toy Story, Cars, Toy Story, Toy Story, and some more Toy Story, and lots of rejection from the B Man. Needless to say, it was memorable. The second day of cousin weekend was spent on the beach. We woke up to clouds, rallied, put our suits on, and spent a slightly cold but sunny day on the beach. Rylee and I jumped over a million waves and Bryn dug an award worthy hole. Brady had his own agenda since he doesn't really like me or Bryn and he decided to flatten every sand castle he saw on the beach. It was the funniest thing I have ever witnessed, him sprinting over to any mound he could find, winding up, and stomping everything. It was even better when I had to start chasing him and for the first time (hallelujah) we were having lots of fun and I decided he really liked me only because he was running AWAY from me. I'll take what I can get. I decided to snap pictures of him while I was chasing him and he was cracking up so Whitney would think he loved me and that I was the best babysitter she's ever had. I think it worked. 
After the beach day was over and Rylee passed out on her towel (she swore she was "taking a rest" and refused to admit she napped on the beach), we headed back up for bath time. In the words of Rylee, "This is gonna be bad."  The poor Brady Man is probably going to have nightmares about this bath for at least a year. He loved the bubbles, the red cup, the water, and the splashing UNTIL I failed to force him to tilt his head back (I don't have a child, I don't like to force there heads in weird positions, and basically I think yaya or Aunt B should have fired me immediately) and water went everywhere. Bryn then screamed, "Hurry keep pouring, keep pouring!" Rylee screamed, "Oh man this is bad!!!!" And I practically cried, "Oh my God! I'm giving him Chinese Water Torture!!!" We had a good laugh but poor Brady was wet (but clean) and wanted out immediately. Yaya to the rescue!
I think that was the end of my relationship with Brady because every time he saw me, he must have been having visions of my basically dousing him in water. This picture pretty much sums up how he felt about me the rest of our time together. Sorry B Man! I'm working on my bath time skills for next year's cousin weekend! 

Amidst all of the bath time chaos, we managed to have the most fun I have ever had with two people below the age of 5. Brady is such a lover (maybe not to me but he is so dang cute you can't care that he doesn't want to sit by you) and those blue eyes and his giggle are firmly stuck in my memory forever. Rylee and I decided that we were best friends and I have to admit, it was really fun to have someone look up to me like I have looked up to Whitney and Bryn my whole life. I have seen life through her eyes and I know for a fact there is no better feeling than being able to go places with your big cousin, have them do your hair (yes Whitney, I did her hair just like you used to do mine and I even used hairspray!), and just hang out on the beach and act like you're one of the big girls. We read books together and told stories and I don't think I've ever been as excited as I was when she crawled in my bed in the morning and asked if we could read a book. 

Miss Rylee is the cutest, sweetest little girl and she has star power for days (ask me for the videos of her singing "Call me maybe" and "Good Girl"). We sang and danced and I was having flashbacks of standing on the patio when I was little and singing "Take back your mink" from Guys and Dolls and reciting every line from every song of "Bye Bye Birdie" after I saw Whitney in the school play. She's a girl after my own heart and I lover her to pieces. She opened "Rylee's Flip Flop Store" with all of mine and Bryn's shoes that she hoarded out of our room when we weren't looking and she did not miss a beat when she saw me wearing my sandals and said, "Courtney. Please ask me before you take shoes from my shoe store." This girl is so smart. She caught me stealing my own shoes that she stole from me and somehow I felt guilty. She's really really good. 

Finally, cousin weekend ended with a super fun day at Build-a-Bear. Rylee must have said a million times, "I've never been here before!!!" and when we left, she proudly walked out and screamed "Now I've been here!!!" She made a bunny that was all sorts of pastel colors and dressed her in a bright red outfit. She debated and debated and we tried on several outfits and it was so fun to see her make all of these decisions so her bunny was just right. I love her innocence and how seriously she takes these things. It was so cute. 

Cousin weekend was a success. Even though the B Man and I got off to a rough start, I have promised to woo him when he comes to Northern California this weekend for my brother's wedding. I have movies, bananas, donuts, and all the things he liked when he was near me, ready to go for his visit and I am ready to do whatever it takes to win his heart! He's already won mine so he doesn't have much to lose :) I love how he does his own thing and really doesn't need much to be happy other than his lovie and a toon. He even got into the blue car for a ride while no one was looking and decided he'd go by himself. Unfortunately, he was crooked and stuck on the wall and needed assistance after all! 

Whitney and Chris have done such a great job with these kiddos and it is so apparent when you're with them that they are the most loved babies in town. I am so lucky that I got to spend a weekend with them like I used to with my big cousins and I wouldn't have missed it for the world. There is no place I'd rather be than at the beach house, singing, dancing, reading, watching movies, and just being with my cousins. I hope they had as much fun as I did (if you ask Brady I'm sure he would say "Thank God she's gone!) and I hope they remember this fun time in their lives like I remember my time growing up at the beach.

I love you both very much! 

Cousin Day at Disneyland!

Hello everyone, guest blogger here! This is Courtney, Whitney's baby cousin. I have been waiting for the perfect moment to make my guest blogging debut and what moment could be more perfect than cousin day at Disneyland?

Growing up, my brother and I spent countless summer days at Disneyland with Whitney and Bryn and some of my fondest memories are sprinkled with Mickey Mouse and a churro. When Whitney asked me a couple months ago if I would like to help babysit the kids in Newport while she was on vacation, I did not hesitate. All I could think was, "YES! I can take Rylee to Disneyland!" So, a short flight, one pair of glittery and feathery Minnie ears, and 3 Tinker bell shirts later and we were on our way to the happiest place on earth! Bryn decided right away that we all needed matching shirts. Bryn and I have a slightly embarrassing history of wearing matching things everywhere we go, right down to matching fanny packs a couple of years ago at Disneyland. It was only appropriate that we get matching shirts so Rylee requested Tinker Bell and that's what we wore! 

Thanks to the Weather Gods, there were clouds, there was wind, and therefore there were short lines. Rylee was beside herself with excitement, as any 4-year-old would be, and from the minute we skipped through the parking garage (yes, we literally skipped the entire way, in a line, holding hands), I knew it would be my best day.

Here's what I learned about going to Disneyland with a 4-year-old (or just Rylee who is the most adventurous, coolest kid you could go to Disneyland with):

1. You get to ride basically every ride because they want to try everything.
2. You get to eat a lot. All the time. Foods of all kinds. And you don't really have to use a napkin.
3. You can get wet on rides and not care.
4. You can put your hands up on rides and actually have fun while doing it and when you scream, it will be out of genuine fun and glee.
5. You get to meet characters and start to remember what it felt like when YOU were 4 and getting Mickey's autograph genuinely becomes the best moment of your life. At least until you meet Goofy. 

To say we had fun during cousin day at Disneyland would be an understatement. We held hands, skipped, and hopped a lot. I got stuck in a cave on Tom Sawyer's island while Rylee basically laughed at me for panicking that I was never going to get out. Bryn was asked by an old man to use her phone because he was lost and when Rylee asked what was happening my response was, "That's what happens to people when they don't hold hands at Disneyland."  We had lunch at Rainforest Cafe where I asked Rylee if I could have one of her Dinosaur nuggets and she replied I had to, "Say RAWR" before I could eat one. We even hopped on Soarin Over California where she got so excited when she found out San Diego would be shown and she screamed like a maniac when we told her it was on the screen. Every moment was funny and exciting while I kept hearing Mimi's voice in my head saying, "Just don't lose her while you're there!" Never, we were having too much fun being attached at the hip to lose anyone. 

I remember being 4 and thinking Disneyland was seriously a magical place where you could do anything and see anything and it was all real. I actually can remember being 23 and still feeling that way a couple of days ago....either way, there is no greater memory for me at Disneyland now then spending it with 2 of my favorite people because I know that for Rylee, this will be a memory that she will always remember: the day her Aunt B and her big cousin Courtney took her to Disneyland.

Rylee, I love you very much and I had so much fun with you! Thanks for inviting me to spend such a fun weekend with you :)