Sunday, July 17, 2011

St. George Relaxa Shalaxa

Okay. I don't know what I just wrote in the title, but basically, the boys and I got invited to THE MOST relaxing getaway ever!! It included: eating, laying out by the pool, and sleeping . . . my 3 favorite things! It was awesome!! Thanks, Marisa, for the vacation!!

Kids chillin' in the hot tub!

Marisa and I went to see "Grease" at the Tuacahn. So fun!!

Ian never took his goggles off!

Boys snorkeling in the hot tub!

They even had a value menu at Denny's! The kids thought they were in HEAVEN!!

Eating Denny's all-you-can-eat pancakes with a knife is Ian's new favorite activity.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Watch out for Lightning!

An afternoon at the reservoir. Wind. Rain. Lightning. Thunder. Moms huddled under blankets. Happy kids.

My kids found the scuba gear from the almost forgotten cruise Aaron and I took a few years back. They put it on. These are the results.

Happy 4th of July

Flags. Face Painting. Funnel Cakes. Sparklers. Freaking out on new thyroid medication. Which one doesn't belong?!


Since when do people wear feathers in their hair?! I guess since 2011!

The girls have been begging for feathers, so . . . here they are. My two bird girls.

I opted out of a feather and got my nose hairs waxed instead. I know. Aren't you glad I'm sharing?!

Hot Pots Adventure

Up, up, up Diamond Fork Canyon, there is a little place called the "Hot Pots" that nudists like to frequent. Natural hot springs are perfect for getting naked. At least that's what I've heard.

A couple of weeks ago, Aaron was at work, the girls were away on trips, so the boys and I decided to take a little adventure: hike up to the hot pots to see "who" or "what" we'd find there.

It was actually quite a bit of a hike. The boys drank out of their Camelbacks constantly and made about 10 "pee" stops.

After an hour and a half of hiking, we finally spotted the "hot pots." One problem. There was a VERY LARGE SNAKE on the path leading to the hot pot!

Because I didn't want to freak out in front of the boys, I calmly said, "Oh, let's just wait a minute. I bet it will slither into the grass and let us by." Eventually it did. We literally SPRINTED past the brush it disappeared into and SCURRIED onto the rocks surrounding the hot pot. Luckily we were the only people there so Ian ditched all of his clothes, including his underwear, stood in the hot pot with his hands in a victory sign, ready for a picture to pass onto his posterity. I lifted up the camera to catch this special moment, and . . . what do you know? Out of batteries. LUCKY YOU!!

Two more snakes were spotted by the boys soon after Ian redressed so the boys and I hurried back down the path towards the car. We will not return any time soon. Our curiosity about the "HOT POTS" has been satisfied!