Last week we drove up Payson canyon to find a site for the upcoming Father-Kid campout that Andy is in charge of in our ward. It was so green and beautiful up there! I will definitely miss our mountains when we move to Florida.
The kids couldn't wait to get out of the car and play, and then they didn't want to get back in.
A friendly picnic table took an auto-timer photo for us. I would LOVE to go back here soon in nicer clothers/with our hair done to take real family photos. However, for getting one chance with the auto-timer, at least everyone was looking!
Over the 4th of July weekend we finally went camping with Todd and Tiff (something we've been talking about doing for, well, years). Todd's sister and family came with us, and it was great because they have 5 kids, so our kids had a blast playing with them the whole time we were there. The kids were FILTHY. Like super gross. But they had fun, and that's the most important thing. It's kind of a strange feeling to go camping only 20 minutes from your house, but the mountains are just so close! I told Andy we've wasted the opportunity. We've lived her for 4 years and never gone. We've always meant to, and just never done it. I think this is something we'll do more of before we go.
Ally thought she was one of the big kids, and ran around all over the place. She even hiked all the way around the lake without needing to be picked up. Needless to say, after that hike she needed a nap. I put her in the tent and wasn't sure she would sleep because I left all the windows open to get a breeze blowing, so she could totally see us sitting around outside. She fell asleep anyway. She was THAT tired.













