Greetings from the South

As I packed up the car on Friday afternoon to begin my vacation, there were 3 inches of freshly fallen snow on my driveway. It was hard to pack Springtime clothing... but I did. Needless to say I am so happy that I threw my sweatshirt in last minute. First thing Saturday morning... and I mean first thing. We gathered at the SHAC to watch Dad, Brent and Uncle Dee participate in their first triathlon. We were all a jitter. We didn't know what to expect... but it was so much fun and so exciting and all be darned if they didn't come in third place.

Next, we bolted over to Garrett's double header. Good thing I brought that sweatshirt and several blankets. But he won both games and had a wicked steal at second base. It was fun.
From there we visited the Art Festival. We looked at all the beautiful Navajo artwork and all the paintings that we would never purchase, even if we were millionaires. The highlight: eating a funnel cake and seeing Aunt Tiffanie and Uncle Craig and their girls. But you have to say you attended. Ya know?

We went to Red Robin from there. Mom took a picture, but Raleigh and I look like we weigh 400 pounds each and so I will not post it. Because this is my journal and there's no reason to have that in there. But it was a jolly good time and so delicious.

Then the boys got all pretty and went to the Priesthood Session. Don't they look Dapper? Yes, Brayden, listen well to the prophet when he talks about appearances... PLEASE???
Easter Morning bathtime.

"Oh... that smart Easter Bunny, he found me at Nana's House."

Peyton in one of her Easter Dresses. We bought three or four, I think.

Hey... this vacation is just getting started... stay tuned.