Sunday, June 28, 2015

St. Geezy Ain't Breezy...

In fact... it's a little melty if we're gonna use "technical" adjectives.  My friend Ash and I decided to utilize our family's resources and stay in St. George for a few days for a mid-summer getaway.  And let me just say, you can survive consecutive 111 degree days if you have a pool or two at your disposal!  
These little water hawgs wasted not a moment and jumped (repeat 513 x per day) into the cool waters.  I think we logged (on average) at least six hours a day in the water.  I'm kinda wishing we were back because it isn't that much cooler here at home and we're sans pool.
Kael and Dax perfected their tandom jump (see the high tech time lapse photography below)
While Acey spent a good amount of time in the hot tub with the college hotties and made some major enemies out of the college guys who were waiting (a long time) for the aforementioned college hotties to join them in the pool.  They were busy enjoying Ace's company and he rubbed it in like a dog.
And lest you thought the boys were the only ones who got in on the fun, I present photographic evidence that this mama could not lay idly in the pool chairs to catch some rays... it was just THAT hot.   (Us & the Weather... Hardy Har Har)
In the "cool" evening hours we played in the yard and went to the movie and fended off bad guys and ingested a billion popsicles.
Oh - and pretended to be ferocious tigers (of course)
And should I be worried that this phase is not ending?
Per tradition I captured the ever present summer tan lines in the tub one night because, HELLO?  That is a whole lotta cuteness right there.
Before we left we did Grandpa's house errands - apparently gathering Grandpa's mail is comparable to going to Disneyland.  They were giddy to walk to the mail box, brought to near hysterics trying every box with their key and finally happening upon the right number?  It was a chorus of giggles.  I swear on my life, their brains might have been a little fried at this point.
But saving the best for last, I present to you the trip home.
You know what they say, "The brothers that snooze together stick together."  Or something but literally those little sunscreened hides were pretty well stuck together.  :)
'Til next time St. Geezy.

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