Since Trisha and I were married in 2003 our summer tradition has been to take 2 weeks of vacation and travel somewhere new. Since we had Logan in 2007 we decided that instead of traveling somewhere new every year our time would be better served by visiting friends/family who we otherwise don't get to see. So for the last few years we have been spending our hard-earned vacation in Idaho w/ my side of the family. This year was no different and in early August we caught a plane (that's a whole other story, one that I might just get to later) and headed up North.
We got to spend some time w/ the Bridges family in Salt Lake City (they are friends of ours from LB who must have suffered head trauma at some point because they decided to move to UT several years ago...and they actually like it). It was a beautiful day in the Happy Valley so we fired up the BBQ and let the kids play in the backyard.
After outstaying our welcome there, we were off to Pop and Grandma Hunt's house. This is usually the worst part of our vacation because even though it's only about 2 hours from SLC to Pocatello it seems like an eternity. This trip felt especially long for me as my sister's driving is like something out of a video game. But we made it in one piece, went right to bed, and the following day participate in the blessing of Cory and Ashley's first boy, Noah. I don't have any pictures of the blessing, but I do have this picture from the water-balloon game the kids played after church which, no offense to the proud parents, was WAY more exciting
Part 2 to follow....
We got to spend some time w/ the Bridges family in Salt Lake City (they are friends of ours from LB who must have suffered head trauma at some point because they decided to move to UT several years ago...and they actually like it). It was a beautiful day in the Happy Valley so we fired up the BBQ and let the kids play in the backyard.
After outstaying our welcome there, we were off to Pop and Grandma Hunt's house. This is usually the worst part of our vacation because even though it's only about 2 hours from SLC to Pocatello it seems like an eternity. This trip felt especially long for me as my sister's driving is like something out of a video game. But we made it in one piece, went right to bed, and the following day participate in the blessing of Cory and Ashley's first boy, Noah. I don't have any pictures of the blessing, but I do have this picture from the water-balloon game the kids played after church which, no offense to the proud parents, was WAY more exciting
Part 2 to follow....
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