Ask me at about 3 this afternoon if that is true or not. (not. the answer is not.)
After spending the day in Logan for a wedding, then swimming in the afternoon we went to the drive in on Friday night. By the time I took a picture it was late. And dark. And the kids were snuggled up in the back of the car and were NOT thrilled about the flash going off.
Miraculously even when they're making this face they are still freaking adorable right? Right. (This picture was taken at 11:30 and both kids were still wired. It may or may not have had something to do with the sippie cup of kool-aid and the giant bowl of M&M's which we called dinner.
The next morning Josh was working, so he pulled the stuff out of the car and dumped it in the middle of the living room floor before running out the door. Tommy was thrilled and made sure all the most important people (him, Scary & Scout) got a turn with the blankets.
Saturday night I tried my darndest to put the kids to bed at a reasonable hour, but I was busy working and Josh was busy playing and just like that bedtime flew past us again.
On Sunday evening we were fulfilling a church assignment to find a pretty place to roast a marshmallow. And we are nothing if not dedicated to the church, so we headed up the mountain for some s'mores with friends.
Mostly the kids ate dirt and rocks and mostly the parents told them to "spit it out" and "take 3 steps back from the cliff edge please".
Even John stayed awake for most of the party.
As we packed up and drove down the mountain, the sun started to set and the whole world lit on fire. It was simply beautiful.
I'm not sure what we would do if we didn't live so close to these mountains. Because when you don't get to see this kind of sunset on a regular basis I can only assume that you have a sad sad life.
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