Our car heater would not turn off half way on our drive, and resulted in a car far too hot to travel in any longer. Thankfully we were able to stop at this rest stop and turn the car off for 10 minutes or so to let the car cool down. It was just enough time for the kids to run around to exert some bottled up energy and for Joshua to dump a can of rootbeer upside down on himself in the car.
The drive was more than worth it though to spend time with James, Kristin and Annie. What a fun weekend!
Obviously knowing well my love for early pioneer history, and my conviction that I was mistakingly born 100 years late, James took me to this charming, quaint little shop. I wish we had had more time to sit and eat lunch there and I wish I had worn clothes from another century. Maybe next time.
Not only was Mike a swell sandwich maker--he was a pretty adept handy-man. James and Kristin are fairly new home-owners and Mike was the right guy to have around. Mike installed a couple of door locks so Annie can no longer escape, replaced a toilet seat, and fixed a sink. Mike was also a pretty stellar house guest. Every time I turned around he had either Megan or Luke vacuming, and Luke even paper-towel mopped the kitchen floor. They were less than thrilled to not be on vacation from chores.
(I must add-our vacuming and mopping had NOTHING to do with Kristin and James' housekeeping skills, but EVERYTHING to do with our family of seven descending upon their house for 3 days.)
Everyone (Ellie and I weren't there) enjoyed a little hiking around the red hills of St. George. One of Luke's FAVORITE things to do when there, since Mike first introduced him to it when he was barely 2 years old passing by on our way to California.
Many things will simply be mind memories--you can't capture everything with a click of a button. Mike, James, Megan and Luke enjoyed an afternoon golfing, Kristin and I did a little shopping, the adults enjoyed a Mexican restaurant alone, a few of us enjoyed a good card game, some of us went on walks, some of us died laughing over funny jokes, several of us cried at tender memories, and all of us loved being together. It was a glorious three days. We hope we are welcome back. We'll be there.
(Cousin Annie and Drew--January 2012)