Last week when we went on our whirlwind tour
de Utah we stopped in Helper to pick up our kids who had been playing at Carl and Vicki's all day. When we arrived, Cali informed me that, "Grandpa made me stay outside ALL DAY LONG for HOURS and HOURS!" When I asked Carl about this accusation, he confessed...They had played outside for several hours, but they had a great time around the yard and riding the four wheeler.
We then took our travels 30 miles down the road to my hometown of Castle Dale. When we arrived, Grandpa Neal was planing his garden, Cali and Carter were quick to get in on the action. Carter "helped" with the potatoes and squash....he was less helpful with the tomatoes. Cali planted a row of M&M's....we'll see what happens!
No trip to Castle Dale would be complete without a visit to Frankie the goat. Frankie has gotten quite a bit bigger and has grown some pretty ferocious horns. Carter thinks his horns make him a "mountain goat".
Cali also got her feet dirty with a visit to the sandbox. Most of the time we were there the kids kept saying, "we are
sooooooooo hot!" These cold weather kids were getting scorched in the 65 degree heat!
PHEWWWWW!
1 comment:
That looks like a ton of fun. I wish I could have been there.
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