We just took a fabulous 3-week trip to Utah to visit family. Everyone thought we were crazy to travel with a two-week old, but if you read some of my posts from around the end of April, you'll see he was supposed to be about a month old before we traveled. Thanks to parents with skymile buddy passes we were able to fly rather than drive. Here is the basic run down of week one.
Max took the boys for a hike up Bell Canyon. Jonah suffered an injury that ended the hike a little early.

We went up to visit the McQueens and got to play on Ashly's b-day present. We were going to go to the Bountiful Rec center and play in the splash park, but by the photos you can see that obviously wasn't necessary. We had so much fun in their backyard we just stayed all day and even made s'mores in their fire pit at night. We love the McQueens!




We went to free Monday at the Natural History museum with Natalie, Ava, and Oscar. Living on student loans has taught me to find lots of free outings. I don't know why I didn't know about things like this before, but there are tons of free days for lots of fun places. For anyone interested, I think Utah's Natural History museum is free the first Monday of every month if I remember correctly.


We also went to Wheeler Farm, another wonderful free activity. I loved these horses--the epitome of I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine.



We spent most of our time at Wheeler Farm at the back tree house. Not the one right by the old farm house, but the one by a fabulous old box elder tree over the bridge. The boys climbed all over the tree and then Max took them into the sprinklers spraying the nearby field. Max is so great like that. My thinking is usually, well if they get wet, they'll complain about their clothes feeling funny or then they'll get muddy and anyway I don't really want to get wet. He doesn't even think like this. He makes life so fun for our boys, probably because he's good at remember what it felt like to be a little boy.
Boot Scoots make Wheeler Farm especially nice. They let the boys move fast and then they don't whine about walking.

Our first week ended with a Bees game with the McQueens. I'd say we need a few years before we return to a baseball game. It was mostly us trying to barter a few minutes of watching the game for time at the playground or riding the train. They did love singing "Take Me Out to the Ball Game," but we left right after that.
