Apples, Cranks, and Bears! Oh My!

The Faye household seems to be suffering from a major bout of cranks. Ok, let me back that up. The female portion of the Faye household seems to be suffering from a major bout of the cranks. Brian has been on cloud nine since his new job offer and getting to officially quit his old job. My cranks are usually either hormone induced (pass the chocolate) or toddler induced (pass the child to dad) and lately it's been a little bit of both. Shye's cranks are, well, a mystery to me. I mean really, the biggest problem in her life right now is that I won't let her eat Doritos for breakfast. For lunch maybe, but not for breakfast. And last week she seemed to be on mission to throw a fit in every single store we went into. And there were some stores I didn't even have to go into, heck, if I just drove by Costco she started to cry. Cranky, cranky, cranky.

And so we are going on a little trip to Yellowstone this week to celebrate Brian's new job and hopefully to cure these dastardly cranks. Not sure if it will work or not, but at the very least I hope we don't get attacked by bears. Everyone one has at least one irrational fear and mine is being eaten by a wild animal. I spent three hours last night researching bear safety and how to tell the difference between a defensive bear and a predatory bear, how to react to a charging bear, what bear spray is and how to use it, and writing my will just in case all my research is crap.

And here are some photos of a bomb of a day we had last week, the one where we tried to go to the new H&M but the line was out the door, then we tried to go for a little hike up in the mountain but came across a dead animal so I freaked out and we rushed back to the car, then we tried to go to Provo Beach resort but it was closed, then we tried to go to Blickenstaffs but Shye had a complete meltdown.... and all this happened before noon. Baaaad day. We made up over a honeycrisp apple later on. Speaking of honeycrisp apples, they are amazeballs! And Shye must love them too since I keep catching her trying to steal them. The other day she got one and hid in the bathroom and ate it. I have a sneaky apple thief on my hands here. A cranky, sneaky, apple thief. Heaven help me.

Provided we are bear-attack free this week, I'll see you all next week!