Dry Creek {Take 1}

"Surprise girls. Get in the van. We're going on a hike." This trail head is close to our house and they've been talking about needing to "hike that mountain"{as seen from the backyard}. One day we'll make it up Baldy or even Timp but today we made it that far and saw squirrels, baby lizards, a hawk, a hummingbird, bugs, mountain bikers, and a chatty, weed chewing, informative gpa hiker.

It seemed much more intense than this...

 

but whatever, the trailhead was pretty enough. Come on guys. Fake happy. This is going to be fun. You wanted to do this.

 

This is when we made it to the first little zig on the map.

This was just huge so we had to take a picture of it.

Grant finally let his delicate toes touch the ground and scaled some mountain. This is that V-point on the map where the elevation start to make your legs and butt regret carrying someone up the mountain.

The views were beautiful.

Here was our stop at our switch back when it started to rain. We made it out damp but not drenched. One mountain biker even came back looking for us and Dad met us at the trail head.

We're pretty hard core hikers. We made it .7 mile up Dry Creek Trail.

Lindon Days

I was worried. Coming from the "big city" of Orem to Lindon, that prides itself in "a little bit of country", I assumed they had yet to master the fine art of parades and such. I was so wrong.

 It rocked. I think our candy haul could have weighed in around 8lbs of good stuff,  it wasn't all tootsie rolls and stale taffy. There was even a company that had a candy cannon. That was magical.  But the fun did not stop there. Afterwards we went to the activities in the park. For a $20 family pass, all the girls {we took a friend, hence the extra lady in grey} rode the mechanical bull, {I bribed the girls that if they all did it, I would too.}

 all the kids climbed the rock wall 

 

{multiple times},

  

 the train {multiple times},

 played in bounce houses, 

 visited a petting zoo, 

went on a carriage ride,

 

rode little horses. {I tried to get a technical name but the cowboy was more interested in telling me that one had just given birth 4 weeks ago. Poor girl was already hauling my heavyweights around.}

 

 

The kids were also under the impression that the hawaiian ice was free with their wrist band. Oops! It wasn't even real Hawaiian ice, but it was cold, so it was welcomed. 

A little before 2pm the crowd started rumbling that "it" was about to start. I kept it a secret from my kids, if by chance, 4 hours into the day they were pooped. Lindon Fire Department + Foam = Awesomeness.

 He had no idea what was about to happen, bwaa haa haa ha.

 

Bunch of tough little toddlers awaiting the unknown. 

Then 30 minutes of ..........

 {Rich took the camera. So there's an excess amount of me. I thought more than just I was playing in it?!?} Kids were burying themselves in it. It was knee high in places.

 Grace wouldn't touch it. She even climbed a tree to avoid her brothers throwing it on her. We'll get her next year.

My drill boys

My boys with their drills.

My boys fixin' my  house.

 

And checkin' their work.

And kissin' drills.

And testin' each other's stuff.

AND... puttin' their toys away in the garage.

Melt. My. Heart.