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One of the hallmark events for Fruit Heights, my hometown, is Founder's Day. It really wasn't a big deal when I was a kid but the event grew as my dad served in the city council and the mayor. This was the first year that he wasn't the mayor and while we missed seeing him serve cotton candy to the kids in the city, it was fun to be able to enjoy the event with him. The kids loved the free train and bounce houses, treats, fire trucks, and other fun events.  We had a great time hanging out with Jeremy, Haley, Nora, and little Wren. The boys loved the cool face painting but Ellie's favorite was playing with her balloon. Happy 75th Fruit Heights!

One of our favorite events during our trip to Utah was attending the Ogden Temple open house. It was the first time that our boys were able to go inside a temple and I was so excited to share this beautiful building with them. The temple was amazing and we loved attending. Davin has become particularly interested in temples lately. After studying a map hanging in his bedroom that depicts temples around the world, he has memorized nearly all of them. Rowan was a less excited about the long tour but he loved the black licorice ice cream that he had at Farr's ice cream afterwards. 

A summer trip to G&G Stevenson wouldn't be complete without a trip to Cherry Hill. A darling little water park and campground, it is the perfect size for our crowd. We swam, splashed, and slid from morning until close and it was a perfect day. 

Seeking the quintessential grandpa/grandson bonding experience, we headed for the Uintas to enjoy a little mountain air and hopefully catch a fish. Dad was gracious to take us as he had just come home from a backpacking trip that he took there with his brother Kurt and Kurt's sons Dallin and Scott. Dad hiked several miles by himself out of the back country to conduct a funeral for a ward member and long time neighbor; I was amazed at his dedication to his responsibilities. It wasn't convenient to go to the Uintas and the weather was a little questionable but it was worth the effort. The mountain air was chilly but refreshing. Mom lent us sweatshirts as we didn't have anything remotely warm enough in our suitcases and the boys thought it was great fun to wear shirts that were way too big. Apparently the fish weren't hungry but we were! We had a fun time enjoying a picnic dinner. There is something about the crisp air that makes ...