At about 2:30pm one boring Saturday afternoon, I was folding laundry on the couch when we got a text from my mother-in-law with a picture of her first raspberries of the season. At about 3pm I had talked Brandt into going to Utah and at 6:30pm we started our drive.
We pulled out as a flash flood started so it took over an extra hour just to leave the city and we didn't spend ANY time planning this trip so with that, having to feed a newborn every three hours, potty and food stops and construction, it took us 28 hours to get to Orem. We decided to just get there so we drove straight through the night, which we really hard but we made it.
We hadn't told anyone we were coming so when we got there, we walked into Brandt's parent's home through the garage and said, "Surprise!" They were completely shocked and super happy, we unpacked and ate a little something and promptly went to bed :)
So was it worth it? Definitely. We were pretty bored in Chicago during Brandt's 4 weeks of paternity leave, mainly because of the lame cold and rainy weather so it was perfect timing (Boston was 2 weeks old) to go on a vacation. Utah had clear skies and hot weather the whole time we were there AND there was plenty to do... Our entire trip summed up in one post:
And, Italian ice once. Brandt gave Jane the rest of his and she thought it was the bomb dot com to have 2:
She checked it about twice a day and was probably her favorite thing to do in Utah. She'd even make mail and go deliver it to people! This was a particularly large mail day and she dropped it 3 times on her walk back to the house. I couldn't stop laughing watching her.
She spent 90% of the time there outside, running around with kids in the cul-de-sac, eating popsicles and riding her bike. Wendy learned how to use her balance bike (that we brought) while we were there too and could coast down the hill at the end of the street! Both girls got quite the tan.
They spent a ton of time doing crafts like taping ribbon to rocks, filling bags with mud and drawing cute pictures with chalk... "This is Pinky who has a hundred umbrellas on his back for he doesn't get wet from the rain but the sun is coming out to dry everything off and there's a tree." - Jane
Grandma read them books:
I loved watching them snuggle together on the couch:
Jane was obsessed with mannequins.
She'd stand next to all of them and pretend to be one too. The best was finding one her size:
We took the girls down to BYU to float some rubber ducks in the pond.
Ha! That's better :)
Wendy's first carnival:
We took the girls to the Freedom Festival on opening night.
She LOVED this train ride which was a good thing because half the other rides weren't working yet.
Thrill seeker Jane was in heaven:
And while she was on this one I heard the mechanic of it yell to the mechanic of the ride running next to it, "Turn it off! The belts loose!" Eek. Maybe we should have waited till they got the kinks out.
The next day we went to the 4th of July parade:
This girl loved every minute of it:
This girl ate every minute of it :) Can't blame her. Kettle corn is yummy!
Me, being Wendy's lounge chair.
We shot off some fireworks before the girls had to go to bed on our last night in Utah.
This is Wendy when we started:
This is Wendy throughout the whole experience. Not a fan. She sat and cried in just about everyone's lap.
This sums up how Jane felt about them. Definitely a fan.
It was so worth the drive back too, which only took 24 hours due to more creativity, less flash floods and more planning. We are sad we don't live in a place where the kids can just go play outside when they want to, have spontaneous play dates with friends and me not have to go with, and of coarse that we aren't near family but we are super grateful we were able to make that drive so my kids could have those things.
All the cousins: