B & W Neibaur

Alaska Boys

We braved the cold for a snow machine ride Saturday. I thought the boys looked so tough and "ready for anything" as Winnie the Pooh would say, that I had to document it. I'm just glad that life in Alaska is agreeing with us.

Learn to Skate and the Moose Vamoose

Since we got home, Stratton started ice skating lessons. Dashell loved the ice arena....

Stratton was a little more iffy. Actually, he has really warmed up to it since his first foray and is now venturing back and forth without the cone. He talks a bigger game during the week than at the actual rink, but he really is getting better. As long as we aren't looking for any speed records.

This is our semi-resident moose. He stayed in our yard for almost 2 days straight, and has been back off and on since. The boys have enjoyed making up possibilities for where he goes to in between, including moose church, the store and moose school. This winter we have seen ALOT of moose. I can usually guarantee the boys that we will se a moose everyt ime we leave the house, and some days we see 6 or 7 on the way to town. We just live in a popular piece of moose property! On a slightly less cheerful moose tone, Brigg hit a moose on his way home from work this past week. Typically, hitting a moose means pretty serious vehicle damage and a very bad accident. But it was a lucky night for Brigg and a much less lucky night for the moose. The moose jumped over the snow bank right in front of Brigg, saw his truck, slipped on the ice and fell down feet in front of him and he ran over it. We do feel lucky that it died pretty much instantly and that both Brigg and his truck escaped unharmed. I think that Alaska is just bent on giving him every possible Alaskan experience in his first year....I've lived here most of my life, and haven't ever hit a moose. I guess we should just count our blessing and hope that this one will count for Brigg's next 30 years of Alaska driving. Now if it will just warm up a little like they keep promising. Last night was -40, and we are ready for some 0 or -5 so we can actually get out and play in the snow!

The Terrible Tropical Twos

The last day we were there was a true tropical torrential downpour. Most of the kids hid out inside, but Dashell and Noah decided that rain was for playing in. They got soaked to the bone, but they loved every minute of it.

More Reunion

The Whole Wappett Crew...we are getting big!

Our contribution to the family talent show...don't you love my 3 cute sailors?

The Polynesian Cultural Center

Warning- Pale Alaskans Ahead!

Just after New Years, we got on our first airplane since the move and headed to Hawaii for our big Wappett family reunion. It was great to be in the warm, even if it wasn't too sunny most of the week. My boys first time to a real, ocean beach. It took them a little time to warm up to the waves and wind and everything, but by the second day, Stratton told me we could live there for a while and that would be okay.

I love this picture of Stratton with his Granddad's flippers on...he looks ready to go, when in reality, he was pretty scared of the ocean and waves most of the week.

Here's Dashell and his new best friend, Uncle Matt. Nothing like family for instant best friends! He insists on asking for Uncle Matt to come and find treasures with him on a regular basis since we got home.

Dashell was a little more daring than Stratton, as always. He started his boogey boarding days pretty young, although he was torn between laughing and screaming the whole time.

The peanut gallery. All the cousins who got cold would line up to watch the action while they prepped for a return to the action. We loved having the chance to spend a week with cousins and constant fun.

Captain Underpants!

Santa brought superhero capes to our house, and brought an appearance of our current favorite superhero...Captain Underpants. We've read the whole series, and some of them twice. The appearance of capes was too much to resist, and out he came before Christmas day was out. The real captain underpants has a bit more a tummy, but probably not half as much fun.