Where’s the Butter?

We went on a road trip with my parents to Utah for Thanksgiving….

Stephen and Boston were sooooo excited for this trip they talked about going to Utah for weeks before we actually left.

They watched movies pretty much the whole way there.  The best part was that they had headphones which spared the adults from having to hear the movies the whole time.  Oh, and lots of candy helps the time go by…

 

We went up to BYU campus and explored the bookstore for a while.  There is much more than books to be found.  Boston was a big fan of the headgear.

 

Aunt Chery with Boston.

 

Stephen loved the giant Nutcrackers in the stairwells at the bookstore.

 

Of course we visited the BYU Creamery for ice cream and lunch.

 

There was a lot of walking involved…Stephen conned Aunt Celsea into carrying him.

He is totally faking, but it is still sweet!

 

We had Thanksgiving at my Aunt Sherryl’s house in Highland.

 

Aunt Sherryl and Mom doing dishes.  (Yes, I did help too).

There were a lot of cooks in the kitchen…the catch phrase was “where’s the butter?”

My talented and beautiful BYU coed sisters Celsea, and Chery!  I love them!

 

We made lots of new friends with second cousins.  Just now Stephen was looking over my shoulder at this picture and said, “hey there’s my friend Robyn!”

 

Stephen and Boston were incredibly well behaved the entire time we were there.  We only dealt with a few minor tantrums caused by overtired boys.  This picture does not depict a tantrum, merely a wrestling match.

 

The drive home is always less fun but the boys thought making smiles from French fries was the thing to do at Wendy’s in Kanab.

 

We decided to take the slightly longer and definitely more scenic road home.  We drove through Jacob Lake (beautiful pine forests) near the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.  There were some patches of snow so we pulled over to let Stephen and Boston check it out.

Look!  Wolf tracks!  Actually, they were dog tracks, but still thrilling to discover.

It was very very cold to us Arizonians up on this mountain.  Ironically, this snow was in Arizona!

 

We stopped again at the bottom of that mountain in this place…I don’t remember what it is called but it has really cool rocks all piled on top of each other.  Ancient and some not-so-ancient people used them to build shelters and homes in the past.  We used them to climb around and stretch our legs.

 

 

When we got home it was out with the pumpkins (from our garden!) and in with the Christmas tree!