St. George

We went south to St. George a couple of weekends back. Everyone was supposed to come along, but at the last minute Hailey landed a job at a little gelato shop down the street and had to work. I wish she could have come. We missed her.

If you've never been to St. George, you go because (when it's cold and grey everywhere else) it usually looks like this...

It's a place where people with lots of hair can do things like this...


We all did a lot of this...

And this... (Trust me, the home fries at the Bear Paw are worth the weight.)


We also proudly watched Daysha finish her very first Olympic length triathlon.

The weekend was way too short. And we should have hiked more and snacked less. But it was an actual vacation type thing... and everyone was glad.