You guys - I'm starting to get why people have "their places" they always go to.
And I'm starting to see patterns in my preferences too.
Give me deserts/mountains/pretty spots of the earth, with the people I love, please.
One of my favorite things is to see my kids' sense of familiarity and ownership. Ace at the fish grab? Dax on the little wheeler headed to the park? Kael on any hike in Capitol Reef? They're all "this is MY place". They Know every turn and where to go and when to go there. And by where to go, I mean the quarter machines at "Lola" of course. :)
But seriously, we enjoy our time in Wayne Wonderland. And it's a good thing, because Ryno went and bought us a plot of land to call our very own. It is the greenest pasture of perfectly flat land that looks out to the Boulder Mountain and is flanked on one side by the red rocks I love.
It's perfect. And if we ever build our little getaway spot there - we'll have a zillion stories to tell of the memories we made with our tribe of boys. I'm so proud of RyGar.
It's perfect. And if we ever build our little getaway spot there - we'll have a zillion stories to tell of the memories we made with our tribe of boys. I'm so proud of RyGar.
We played with cousins at Grandpa's red house and rode Uncle Brandon's horses. We attended the town party and tried in vain to get the boys to commit to any long day trips because all they wanted to do was stick around the sand box and the four wheeler and play with cousins.
Boone met Jesse and the gang for the very first time and seemed pretty pleased about it.
We went hiking on Pioneer day! And by we, I mean my Mom and the boys and I. We told several Pioneer stories as we walked. My mom told the boys about Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. We looked for fossils and identified lava rocks and lizards and squirrels and sedimentary layers. It was educational and beautiful and so fun to share that time with my Mom.
And my clan...
And a beautiful summer morning in July.
And little Boone took his morning nap on my back and was thrilled as can be to have woken to the sight of Hickman Bridge. Little free loader was a love the entire time (per usual).
Happy New Week to you on a Tuesday... because yesterday I stole more time from the week to make it an extra long, special and gorgeous weekend in a pretty place with my favorites.
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