Will's Big 30

How could I have forgotten to post about such a momentous occasion? An event that has affected each and evey one of our lives? The day was June 18, 2010- 30 years after the birth of William Spencer Radford. A day that would go down in history as the most fantastic birthday ever.

I played off the day as no big deal. "Maybe we'll go to dinner, oh, but we have to get back because my mom can only watch the kids until 8, I'll pick you up in the truck, we'll just keep it mellow, k, whatever. You'll have another birthday next year."

I picked him up from work in (surprise!) a 2010 Mustang convertible I had rented for the night. (Thought we might as well get the midlife crisis buisness over with a bit early.) It was a pretty rad car and we thought we were pretty cool.

We ate dinner at the New Yorker (Bob and Christie met us there- surprise!). Then I told Will we were going back to the Grant's for cake and ice cream. We had just stuffed ourselves with creme brulee and cake and ice cream sounded nast, but I insisted that Christie had spent a lot of time making him a birthday cake. Once at the Grants, we decided to go for a "drive" until our stomaches healed a little. I had Bob drive, and once we were on the road I surprised him with, "We're going to Wendover for the night and we got a hotel and the kids are at moms and your bag is in the trunk and the Grants our coming and it's awesome!" He didn't quite believe me at first (since I have a habit of saying "let's go to Wendover" on dull Friday nights) but when we never turned around he was in. And it was awesome.

Hot cakes in the 'Stang, babes? I'm so disappointed.

We picked up the kids in the car the next day and took them for a spin. Milo loved it!

Happy Birthday Babes! I love you and I wish you many more glorious years.

(Unofficial review of the 'stang: super fun for a night, but very impractical. By the end of the day I was sunburnt, windblown, hot, and couldn't hear very well. But I did get through security at Will's work a little too easy...)

Child Model? Perhaps.

I sure think he is darling.

Camp Radford

The Place: Redifish Lake in Stanley, ID. The Event: Camp Radford 2010

Attendees: Radfords, Lohmans, Labrums, Workmans, little Eric.

It was Henry's first camping experience and our first camping trip of the summer. The boys loved the tent, sticks, dirt, bugs, river, and being outside for four days straight. What they didn't love so much were the freezing temps at night and the never-ending sleep deprivation. We all pulled through though. It was so much fun and Redfish is absolutely gorgeous!

We organized a little friendly competition, familia a familia. Each family made shirts (of course-what's an event without team shirts?) and we made flags to hang above our tents...

Then prepared for battle at the Radford Summer Games.

Events included target shooting,

The Spider's Web,

A river dash (this got a little hairy. Terran lost his

Tevas. Semper Fi.),

Mentos shooters (followed by air rockets),

and few other events pitting each family against each other. Because who doesn't

love a little friendly competition?

The Ding Dong medals were worth all the effort.

The other days we hung out at the (freezing) lake, baked in the hot hot sun,

some went on a beautiful hike to a waterfall (don't drink the water next time Eric- ahem), went on a couple gorgeous runs, and ate lots of good food.

We had such a blast with Will's family. It had been a long time since we had all gotten together and it has been one of my favorite trips so far. See you all next year- same time, same place.