August 09, 2009

Butterfield Canyon

After a morning at the dog park, we took a drive up Butterfield canyon.

It was surprisingly very green.

Overlook of the city.

Gabe and Sam.


Looking down into Kennecott mine at the top of Butterfield Canyon.

When we arrived home, we declared it bath time.

I'm convinced that there is no word that Gabe hates more than "Bath". Once the word "Bath" is said out loud, a game of hide and seek is sure to follow as he is gone and hiding in an instant.
The entire time you are bathing him he looks up at you with his pitiful, pouting eyes making you feel like the worst person in the world for wanting a clean puppy.

Sam doesn't love bath time, but he also doesn't dread it like Gabe does.


The weekend prior...Ben, Sheila, and Christy were over for dinner.

Sheila and Baby B.

Christy and Baby B.

Feeding time.

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