Thanksgiving Point

Our friends, Matt & Kate, have their birthdays in April.

So we decided, instead of wrapping up trinkets and sweets, we'd take them to Thanksgiving Point.

From us, to them.

But April is cold in Utah.

And May is cold in Utah.

And even June brings days colder than Spring, and vacations . . . and life.

And so on.

In August, FINALLY, we were able to make good on our birthday promise.

 

Fresh Fish Fun

My friend Emily and I were off to a blogger's conference - from which one would assume that I would be a better, meaning "more consistent", blogger (but you'll have to just keep on assuming) - and so the hubbies decided to take the children fishing in our absence.

The reports from the children were:

*One dad did not like to touch the squirmy, bleeding fish (uh, so not the Army guy)
*Ivy knew better than her own dad when she had a fish on her line - and she was absolutely right
*Ty was just happy to be there - getting dirty in his pink coat
*Kate excitedly reeled one in
*Cooper and Carter weren't bothered by the blood and guts