First of all – what has happened bloggers? It seems like nobody is updating and nobody is commenting. I worry that people are too busy facebooking and tweeting to blog. LAME. I love blogs the best. Sooo if you are still reading this – speak up! I’m feeling neglected. But either way – this is the best family journal/scrapbook I’ve ever kept and I’m gonna keep on. Even if I’m the only one reading.
This post is about a week late, but better late than never, right? We packed up the van and headed to Happy Valley for the week before school started. Brent had a few cousins getting married – so we took the excuse to hole up at the mansion, see old friends and family, eat a lot of good food, and try to relax (as much as that’s possible with three LOUD little kids).
Sidenote: The best thing about staying at my parents’ house is that our kids literally disappear. Their house/yard is so big, and they have so many toys, that the kids usually only resurface when they are dehydrated or weak from lack of food. And even then, Grandma usually comes to the rescue before we can ever find which kitchen they’re in. Danny actually complained the whole week because we didn’t think to bring our walkie talkies…
While we were there we ate a lot of ice cream, introduced Lindsay to her Great Grandma and Grandpa Nef, hit a birthday party and family reunion, escaped the kiddies for some Alpine hiking, and managed to snap a few family pictures (for the first time since LJ was born!) And man, as much as there may be to mock about Utah – it really is a beautiful place. The green mountains all around were just breathtaking and made for a gorgeous backdrop.
We also had a grand old time getting our hot tub, trampoline, fire pit, Guitar Hero, and Donkey Kong on. By the way if you’ve never seen King of Kong: Fistful of Quarters – go rent it NOW. One of the best movies ever!! Rock on Steve Wiebe.
In fact, we were so unproductive on our trip that we paid like 10 bucks a person and took the kids to go see G-Force in 3D. Yeah, for that much money I’m keeping my glasses, thank you very much. And thanks to the lovely absence of my never ending to-do list, I got bored one night and decided to play dress up in my mom’s closet.
Let the record show – in my mom’s hot young single babe days – she worked it in this signature teeny tiny blue dress. Funny thing is – she swears it wasn’t that short when she wore it. Suurrre Mom. Whatever it takes to get you to the front row at every Elvis concert and invited to the after party…
After all that fun – we decided to extend our stay by one extra day. Brent felt he needed a vacation from his vacation. Meaning a day where he was allowed to stay in his jammies till 2 and not have to go anywhere or do anything. I’m pretty sure it was his favorite day. Thanks Mom and Dad for letting us wear out our welcome!
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