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The rest of the story

Wow! You must all be dying from suspense! I started telling our Utah trip story and didn't finish! So here goes:

After New Year's weekend, everyone else left. Tiff and John were on their honeymoon in the Caribbean, Jere, Haley, and Matt went back to BYU, and Amy went to Taiwan with my cousin Annie to teach English to preschoolers. Though we were sad to see them go, we loved having Grandpa and Grandma to ourselves.



We decided that this trip was a great opportunity to introduce the boys to skiing. Alta Ski Resort has a free rope tow and their beginner lift is free after 3 pm. We rented skis for the boys (about $10 each) and then arrived at Alta around 2 PM. Rowan had a hard time with his boots and subsequently fell asleep on Grandma's lap who sacrificed her afternoon of snowshoeing to let him sleep (thanks Mom!!!). Davin got his gear on without too much trouble and hit the slopes with Grandpa who is a champion teacher. It didn't take Davin long to get the hang of going down the rope tow hill and we had time to do one run on the beginner lift before heading home. Davin loved the ride up; he got to ride with Grandpa and he thought the lift was awesome. The ride down was a little harder; Davin's gloves weren't sufficient for skiing and he got a little cold and tired. Luckily my dad was able to help him down the mountain and into the car. The first day of skiing can be tough but I thought Davin did really well and I loved having the option of giving him the opportunity to try without investing too much. It takes the pressure off of getting the "most" for your money.



My mom volunteers at the Church History Museum near Temple Square in Salt Lake City and they recently opened a new children's exhibit. It was amazing and if you haven't already gone, you should go! They boys had a great time playing with all of the cool, interactive exhibits. One of their favorites was an interactive video that taught Mexican dancing. They had some pretty great moves!



On our last day before leaving, we went to watch Jimmer Freddette and the rest of the BYU guys play basketball. Jimmer played Air Force and he had an okay game, which still resulted in a win. We met Matt, Jere, Haley, and Chris's brother Brian at the game and finished off the evening with pizza at the Brick Oven, a Provo classic. BTW, they have an amazing balloon master working the crowd at B.O. He made a Darth Vader and Shaun the Sheep for my boys and they were amazing! We had a great time seeing the team play live and we are super excited about the upcoming Madness!!! (Anyone interested in watching? We'll have the games and a party to go with it!)

the end.

Wasn't that worth the wait?

P.S. There is something sneaky about one of my BYU pictures. Can you figure out what it is?

Comments

Amy said…
I flew to Taiwan and missed out on the party! I'm glad you guys had such a fabulous time. Seeing Dad with Davin skiing totally takes me back about 18 years. He really is such a patient teacher. We were lucky to learn under a master. ;)

Man, now I am totally curious...what's the sneaky?
February 14, 2011 at 7:10 AM
Rebecca said…
I couldn't find the sneakiness either! Curious george...
February 14, 2011 at 8:03 AM
Haley Stevenson said…
Katie... This was such a fun game! The only thing I noticed was that one of the pictures of the court looked maroon... Is that it? Was it from a different game or something?
February 14, 2011 at 4:28 PM
Maile said…
Those are great tips re: skiing. My kids really want to go when we head to Utah in April but I don't want to spend a small fortune. We'll have to look into the Alta option. And I recently heard of the Church History museum's new exhibit from someone else, as well - it sounds amazing!! One more thing on our to-do list for Utah. We're going for 3 weeks because there are so many things I'm looking forward to doing there!
February 18, 2011 at 11:15 AM
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