We didn’t rush the return journeys. On Sunday morning the kids got out all their wiggles while I searched high and low to gather all our stuff back into the car.
At the height of Jack’s Frozen obsession, he bemoaned my lack of grandfather clock so he could recreate a moment. Wish fulfilled:
We tried to get a nice picture of Grandma with her two great-grandsons. We succeeded in taking the pictures, but I’m not sure if any of them are nice. There’s a lot of silly to wrangle.
We bid our good-byes to Layton and stopped in SLC to see Andy and Jenn. The dogs were thrilled.
Then it was time to origami Dad into the backseat for a long drive. He kept the boys happy by plying them with french fries, blueberries, and cookies.
Ah, such a beautiful sight!
Before I brought in the first suitcase, Jack had stripped naked and was begging to jump in the pool. These pictures are from Monday morning because I was too busy to take pictures, I was stretching my toes in the pool too! Once again, we took it slow in GJ. I felt bad putting the kids through all this driving, so I wanted to be sure they got all their wiggles out. They had plenty of swimming and playing and eating done before we left for Arvada at 6:30pm.
(He tattooed his name on his fist. What a thug.)
This was taken as we pulled out on the road. Both boys were asleep by Palisade. It was the easiest of the four drives, for both traffic and kids’ moods.
Today? Happy to be home, playing with new toys, taking extra naps, and exploring the crawling skills honed in Utah. Boy, do I have some baby-proofing to do.
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