Saturday we spent the day in Utah with family. Both sides of the family - one in the afternoon, one in the evening. My girls were in heaven. Gray and Zander just rolled with it.
We got to spend time with Grandpa who is a photographer and loves to teach the kids how to take pictures.
The cousins we spent time with first have lived back east for 8 years, so it was a lot of fun for my kids to get some quality time playing with them. They only live two hours away now!
My redhead brother holding my redhead son.
Having ice cream at the same place my partner and I had our first date. The girls thought that was so exciting and romantic and .... "Wait! Does this mean that I have to marry Grayson because we're having ice cream together here?!?!" No, sweetie, you're fine.
We went by the big Mormon temple there to get a picture taken with a Flat Stanley we're hosting and the kids rolled down the HUGE hill before I could stop them.
It *is* kind of an irresistible hill.
I have no pictures of the girls playing with their cousins at the next house. We got there, I was surrounded by dance costumes and giggles and then they all disappeared for two hours.
So Zander and I played with sidewalk chalk ...
and I tried to breathe and stay calm as Gray zoomed down the driveway over and over on a skateboard.
I will not be an overprotective mom. I will not be an overprotective mom. I will not be an overprotective mom. I will not be an overprotective mom.