Someone made the comment to me that we always seem to be
traveling somewhere and going out of town.
I feel a bit spoiled, but it is sort of true and a large reason for that
is my Mom’s move to St. George. I mean
we didn’t go down once this summer (too hot and too pleasant up by us to be
intriguing), but all fall and winter whenever we have had a 3 day weekends or
the kids had a day off it was too easy only being a 3.5 hour drive not to take
off down to St. George and Grandparents and warmer weather. We have loved loved having them closer and a
place to stay in sunny St. George. So
with President’s Day approaching, we decided it once again sounded lovely to
sneak down to St. George. The only
slight problem was that the rest of Utah County had the same idea. I felt like we were part of a great
migration. The roads were so busy and we
stopped to grab dinner in Fillmore on the way down and had to wait a half an
hour for a burger king burger (not worth it)!
But once in St. George and down in Sun River we pretty much avoided the
crowds and had a pleasant time. We
borrowed Dr. Gill’s bike rack so we could take the kids bikes down. The first day we let them ride up and down
Mom and George’s street (they were all a little rusty having not ridden since
summer). Then, the kids and dog loaded
into the golf cart to take London to the dog part, Derek and I rode bikes—easy
on the way down and a bit of a work out up the hill on the way back.
Nay and Benz drove up for dinner to the kids delight and were
talked into spending the night against their original plans.
Carter attached himself to Uncle Nathan—once
he knew he was coming he didn’t want to eat, or do any more fun activities
until Uncle Nathan arrived. As soon as
he walked in the door, he grabbed his hand and pulled him into his bedroom to
play Minnie mouse matching and was by his side and on his lap for most of the
rest of the evening.
Mom took this
opportunity to celebrate Geroge’s upcoming birthday and roped me into making
his favorite cake Czech apricot cake, which is actually pretty simple and
delicious despite it appearing a bit liked a bunch of fried eggs.
We all kept referring to it as “egg goop
cake” and Benazir literally thought it was a fried egg on top and politely
pushed it around on her plate with her fork afraid to take a bite while
watching all the rest of us thoroughly enjoying it. When she finally discovered that it was
actually an apricot on top and not an egg, she gladly decided to brave some
bites and found out that it was indeed as enjoyable to eat as the rest of us
let on.
Camden is still set on playing the guitar someday and was so excited that Babi had a guitar for him to have "guitar lessons" on all weekend. He would take it out multiple times a day to practice and was delighted when Uncle Nathan actually played it for it. I pulled out my rusty guitar skills and played a few cords as well. Can't say I disagree with his thought that knowing how to play the guitar and having a guitar would be awesome.
After church Terri and Randy came over for lunch and we got
to visit with them for a bit.
Then, Mom,
Nay, Benz and I went to see a few of the parade of homes houses. It was fun to hang with them for a bit sans
kids. Derek and George took the kids on
a bike ride on the bike trail close by and then on a hike. Then, we had dinner with Nay and Benz and
said our goodbye and sent them back to Las Vegas. In the morning, we had breakfast at the golf
course grill with Babi and Papou. Then,
we stopped by Mark and Mary Robinson’s house.
Mary spoiled the kids with snacks and treats and the kids had fun
playing in their game and toy room. Now,
we are part of the great Exodus back to Utah County on the drive back home. The kids seem just fine with the extra two hours it took us to get home. They belted the Greatest Showman Soundtrack the whole way home.












