The Race is On...

I can't believe it's almost time to wrap up our summer memories and put them in a box.  It will be one of those lovely boxes that brims over with happy summer memories complete with wet swimsuits and sticky fingers too - one that will be touch to put away.

Instead of cringing at the mention of school, just like clock work, we scheduled ALL THE THINGS in a frenzied, end of summer fashion, and we are currently racing hither and thither soaking up all the marrow of life and all the rays of the sun to get us through another school year.

Let's start in Cedar City since we did indeed stop there to get our eyeballs checked by cousin, Scott and check out the new temple in person.

Good news!  No one needs glasses.

And now we'll head further south to show you some of our shenanigans at Thunder Junction which is the coolest park and splash pad in St. George.  Not literally cool - because it got hot really quickly even though we went first thing in the mornin' - but cool in the sense that it's a rad park.

And the theme, if you haven't gathered, is dinos.  We've never been overt dino lovers, but we've never hated them either, so no complaints when I ask them to sit atop a dinosaur or sit in an egg.

We rode the little train around the park this time and Boone thought he was a pretty big deal.  The kid may grow up to a be a royal afterall the way he smiles and waves to all the "people".

And oh, the ziplines.  HOURS of entertainment especially when there is no line and the Gardner Guys own the tracks.

Their happy faces and these happy colors just slay me dead.

 My little moneys climbed all the things then jumped down and climbed again.  Gravity - it ain't got nothing on these doooods.

Boone spent a good chunk of time at the instruments portion of the park.  He grinned and played me tunes and grinned some more.  I loved it.

But come with me now to the pool.  We spend HOURS an HOURS of time at the pool every time we go to the dessert and on this trip they decided to practice their "receiving" techniques and I tossed the football to them - mid dive/jump/run - at least 100x each for three days straight.

They perfected their touchdown dances & attracted other little players like bees to honey.

 Every time we pull away I whisper so many thank yous to our place in the dessert.  It's magic for our family to be together with no interruptions and filing away sweet summer memories into our "box".

Then we shower, rinse, repeat.

It's the sweet life.