Basye VA

Grandma Chrissie, Jence and I went to Basye Virginia (pronounced Bay-see; we had to ask) for a week. We had a few complications upon arrival, but all in all we had a wonderful time.

There really isn't anything in Bayse itself except for a ski resort. We rode the chair lift to the top of the hill, which Jensen seemed to enjoy very much. He is turning into a real boy.

A typical Grandma Chrissie moment.
The resort has summer activities like mountain boarding and grass skiing, which we would have liked to do, but had a baby with us. They also ran a zip line down the mountain, which is what we opted for. Mom wanted to take a look at it before we committed, so here's Jensen- taking a look...

We saw an ice cream stand- mom's favorite, and it had Hawaiian shaved ice- my favorite...I ended up stopping there a few more times...
We're trying to give the big monster more walking opportunities, though it's not his favorite pastime... He is looking less and less like a drunken sailor. He still won't even consider standing by himself, unless you trick him into it .
Grandpa Ron informed me that these displays are Garner traits. He claims it's okay because they turn into good people in the end... how far away is "the end"? No, I'm just kidding- I think this face is hilarious. Loud, but hilarious.

In the spirit of making the kid walk (I'm not wishing away his babyhood, and I know it will be hard to chase him around, but he is SO heavy- I just can't carry him around ALL the time!) we got him a walker toy. I had been thinking that he was nowhere near ready to walk, but then he stands up behind the walker and starts picking it up to change directions! So, I'm thinking he's just a stinker.

This is in ride on mode. Still a little small for that.

Stinker.

This is our favorite game these days. Talking on the phone. He's been doing it for months. Everything goes up to the ear. Or the neck at least. And since he neeeever stops talking, that part of it is business as usual.
Apparently this particular conversation was noteworthy...

He has started following in the steps of his dad- a real "DIY" kind of guy. Let the games begin. This particular moment he didn't want the peeled banana.

Here's mom and me at the top of the zip line. We had a lot of fun.

And back to Mr. Monkey See, Monkey Do. You see he has my powder brush- which he is always trying to yoink-
Aaaand what else do you do with a powder brush than rub it on your face?

More food.

Our last stop was the Luray Caverns. He was so good down there- I'm afraid that it was because it was cool and that he takes after his Grandma Chrissie and becomes a crank pot in the heat (and I mean that in the nicest way possible, mom!)

I thought this was neat- this huge stalactite broke off the ceiling a few thousand years ago, but didn't break because the floor was mud at the time.

Jensen was more interested in the cave than in the camera, I guess.

There was an amazing area with a shallow pool that reflected the whole ceiling. It was one of the coolest things I've ever seen in a cave, and you can ask my husband, we've seen a lot of caves.

Outside the cave, someone was getting restless.

I wanted to include this picture so that everyone could get a sense of the ordeal it is to change a diaper- I usually have to pin him down with my legs.

Aaaand finally, sleep! Though for this to happen a curtain must be drawn to separate him from us, please note the blanket hanging from the handle, otherwise he WILL stay awake for the duration.