Sooo, by now most have you have probably heard that Carter and I accidentally got on the wrong plane leaving Portland on our way back home to Boise...so to spare you the blog that never ends (as this post is already a mile long with pictures) I'll share the condensed version:
1: We were waiting at our gate sharing french fries, a plane pulled up unloaded passengers, and then started boarding...I didn't even think to check the time or flight number, we were at the right gate for our flight, just about 45 mins early...at the gate, the employee didn't scan our boarding pass which would have alerted them that we were on the next flight (how many times have I seen people do that and chuckled at their absent mind!)
2: Many of the flights I've been on to Boise are actually flights going to SLC or Vegas -just stopping off in Boise to unload a few passengers-SO I didn't think anything of it when the attendants kept talking about landing in SLC...(my brain inserted... "with a stop off in boise" every time they ommited that from their announcements over the intercom)
3: I finally got nervous enough to check the time...3:32 pm...then realized that my flight was supposed to leave at 3:35pm, and we'd been in the air for an hour already...I was SO EMBARASSED, I dreaded calling the attendant over to discuss the situation. They looked at me like I was a crazy lady or a bimbo, and than they almost panicked "HOW DID YOU EVEN GET ON THIS PLANE?" So I explained what happened, of course they took responsibility for it, brought me a box of tissues; mind you I only asked for a second for a mini melt down, and really wasn't crying, but they were convinced I was gonna lose it! They tried to give me a cocktail and kept reassuring me that the pilot called ahead to the terminal to have a custmer service rep meet me at the gate....
4: Well lets just say all hope of flying to Boise was out, and I was in a bit of a pickle with car rentals, no one wanted to rent one way....So I started racking my brain for people I might know in Utah that had a carseat...seeing as how my bags and carseat that got checked were in Boise, it was a good thing John was there waiting to pick us up,.......at least he got our bags!!! Let's just say thank goodness we have some VERY good friends who were willing to drive an hour and a half to pick us up! John was missing us too much, so he drove the almost 6 hours from Boise to Tremonton to pick us up, only to turn around to go home and arrive there at about 1 am....WHAT A DAY!
5: There was so much other HOOPLA that happened on our journey....good golly, it's just too much to share...lets just say there are a few things I learned from this little trial
1-Always check what time it is and what time your flight leaves before trying to board and make sure the gate attendant scans your boarding pass!
2-Always take more snacks than you think you need for a toddler...a 45 min flight may very well turn into a 2 hour flight!
3-Sometimes the most awesome things happen in the midst of chaos, like your baby taking her frist steps.....in the bathroom at the SLC airport!
4- Sometimes the experiences we have are just to teach us not to make the same mistake again!
Carter pushing her chair around while we waited for our ride in SLC
The rubber stoppers on the chair made farting noises the whole time, yes people were annoyed, but after the day we had, it was alot better than listending to her scream!
On the plane before I realized what I'd gotten us into!
We spent a week at my moms house in OR, Carter had so much fun playing with her Cousins Brenna and Kayla(My sister Crystal's girls)
I'm pretty sure that's the same look my Dad had on his face when my sister's and I used to put "hair pretties" in his already thinning hair! 
My niece Autumn, happy as a clam at the Zoo!
The Binky Babes strolling along together!
GIVE ME MY WATERMELON BACK!!!! We discovered Carter's new favorite quisine!
Mmmmm, this green stuff tastes good, but it's kinda hard to eat!
Our nephew Parker and niece Abrianna came to visit for a few days before Carter and I rode back to OR with my sister Brook and brother inlaw Randall.MOVIE NIGHT!
The result of 2 silly children, 1 crazy aunt, and a bunch of dyed vanilla pudding for edible finger painting!!! I have to say that booger did look quite appetizing!
Blue booger or green which is your delight?
I have to say my nephew has quite the imagination, and he loves to create! Right before he took a leisurely bubble bath, he informed me that he had a great idea...."We should make a candy salad...you know, we can get a bowl, put all of the different candy in it, and stir it up to make a candy salad for us all to share!"
Now, i'm pretty sure he was just trying to find a way to get some of everyone elses candy as well as his own, but he also has a very kind heart, and really enjoyed sharing with everyone!!!
Candy Salad:1 box of Dots
1 box of Starburst
1 box of Mini Charleston Chews
Stir with wooden spoon in medium sized bowl until all candy is evenly distributed
Cuddle up on the living room floor, and dive in...enjoy the sugar while it lasts!!!
My sister is so good at eating healthy and teaching her kids smart food choices, I know that they don't have sweets very often, so I felt like the BEST SPOILING AUNT in the world when I let them eat so much sugar....what I didn't foresee was the aftermath of having so much sugar...silly me....I should've known better!!!!"CANDY" 
Parker loves adventure, but also enjoy's being clean and safe NOTE: His hand is not actually touching the mule which he affectionately named "The little One" a fear of being kicked, slobbered on, bitten, head butted or even looked at crooked by the mule kept him at a very safe distance on our multiple daily encounters to talk to pet and feed the mules and horses.
Abrianna on the other hand is a girl after my own heart...where there were mud puddles she would jump, she would find the tallest grass to tromp through, she climbed the gate trying so hard to convince me she could ride the mules, and tried climbing a one ton bale of hay to jump off of....NOTE: She's actually touching the mule deemed "The Big Boss" and would probably have kissed him if I let her! I guess shoving her whole hand in his mouth just wasn't satisfactory!
At least he enjoyed my tire swing!
Parker loves adventure, but also enjoy's being clean and safe NOTE: His hand is not actually touching the mule which he affectionately named "The little One" a fear of being kicked, slobbered on, bitten, head butted or even looked at crooked by the mule kept him at a very safe distance on our multiple daily encounters to talk to pet and feed the mules and horses.
Abrianna on the other hand is a girl after my own heart...where there were mud puddles she would jump, she would find the tallest grass to tromp through, she climbed the gate trying so hard to convince me she could ride the mules, and tried climbing a one ton bale of hay to jump off of....NOTE: She's actually touching the mule deemed "The Big Boss" and would probably have kissed him if I let her! I guess shoving her whole hand in his mouth just wasn't satisfactory!
At least he enjoyed my tire swing!
