We headed up to Southern Utah for Spring Break. It had been 7 years since we stepped foot in the Motherland. I have had to hone my Mormon Radar here in California by spotting fellow mo's at Disneyland and, not to pat myself on the back, I think I am pretty good. Before you get too envious, this talent of mine has a dark side also. Stepping out of the car in St. George my mind went into overdrive and I was spinning with all the beeping in my head. In case you are wondering what to look for, usually at least one adult is blonde, both adults are too young for having kids of their kids age, the mom has a vintage look to her, the dad has on cargo shorts, button up top, and flip flops. 60 % of the time this works everytime!
Our cabin was cute and quaint, emphasis on the quaint. We slept in queen bunk beds pushed against one wall, Jason had to climb over me and "grace" is not his middle name.
Elli, Addie, and I went down the zip line twice.
Elli and Addie conquered the bungee trampoline, Millie would have nothing to do with it.
Horseback Riding with a guy named Guy.
So much fun and so cold. Spring has not sprung everywhere.
