On Memorial Day weekend we went out camping with Javan's sister Bayley and her family. It was rainy and cold in Blanding and up on the mountain so we headed south toward Lake Powell. The first day was pretty cold and rained off and on all day but the weather got better and better.
Poor Ally is always the only girl whenever we go camping. So she has learned to play with the boys and play boy things.
Poor Ally is always the only girl whenever we go camping. So she has learned to play with the boys and play boy things.
Of course, Javan always starts some kind of game with the kids. Here they are having a mini marshmellow fight. It was Javan and Ally against all the other boys.
Ally was reloading, sneaking marshmellows for dad.
We drove down to Clay Hills Crossing to the San Juan River to try and do some fishing and let the kids play in the water. The river was running really high and fast and we kept snagging our fishing line so we bagged that and just let the kids play.
We can't get Ethan to talk to people he knows or say anything at his graduation. But he loves to talk to complete strangers. Great! I guess we need to have a lesson about stranger danger.
Ethan loved splashing in the waer and getting muddy.
Javan set up some pop cans and helped the boys shoot them with the .22 pistol.
Ethan, Max, Reed, and Daniel playing trucks on the rocks.
Javan teaching Ally how to roll her tongue. She did it!
On the way home we stopped at the Mule Canyon Indian ruins (I have driven by the turn-off countless times in my life, but never stopped). Then we went over to the Three Towers ruins, here is a picture of the crew overlooking the canyon.