My sister has always been my best babysitter. For going on ten years now, she's been around to help me with my kids. Through all my jobs and all different transitions of my life, she's been a very reliable support. In the middle of March WWCC, as most colleges do, celebrated their Spring Break. Students get to have a week of doing whatever it is that students do, and staff get to work. Without a second thought, she jumped in her car, buckled up her own cute little baby, and came to watch Caleb for me.
My kids had a great time with her and baby Brock. There was eating and baking and cooking and swimming and crossfitting and just pretending that everything was the way it once was. However, we all know that nothing gold can stay, and neither can a sister and her golden baby. After the week was over, they returned to Salt Lake to get ready for Brock's first birthday.
If having her 2.5 hours away isn't bad enough, things are about to get worse. She and her husband and my little nephew are moving to Blanding, Utah, at least 8 hours from me. Sometimes you have to go where the open road takes you. Sometimes it takes you to the frigid wind tunnel of Wyoming, other times it takes you to the remote beauty of Southern Utah. Regardless of the miles I'm sure our grand adventures will continue.
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