It's been nice to have my brother and his family living in St. George, so we actually have a reason to take little mini-vacations every once in a while.
We're so not vacationers. I would say money and time, but really? I think it is more likely due to the fact that the seven of us in such tight quarters (a car for a long drive?!) doesn't really rank very high on our priority list.
We travel no differently than a family would have traveled 20 years ago. Which I must say, really should change. Maybe, just maybe we could breakdown and involve some form of technology into our travels one of these days, and perhaps it would all go a lot more smoothly.
Ah well. Even if the journey to and fro isn't the greatest, the time in St. George is.
A trip to St. George wouldn't be complete without a trip for the boys to the red rocks.
Lots of cousin time.
(And no, Joshua should not be in a stroller, but sometimes at the end of the day when they've spent far too many hours playing in the water and sun. You do whatever to keep the peace until bedtime...)
I LOVED that James and Annie sat on their doorstep to bid us farewell. I am very happy they don't have big smiles on their faces. I much prefer the solemn-forlorn-we-are-so-sad-they-are-leaving looks.
Who wouldn't want to go back?
Which I have to, as I wasn't able to fit in my personal tour again this time.
Well and also because I'll enjoy seeing my favorite St. Georgians again.