Of course besides the special, spiritual experiences of the weekend, we were, nonetheless, still us; fortunately or unfortunately, there's no escaping that. So as much as I don't want to detract from our experiences at the temple (therefore I'm making this a completely separate post) the reality of it all requires me to also include some of the not-so-spiritual aspects of our trip, like:
Blake super-gluing his finger & thumb together... (not one of the most brilliant activities he's found to do for fun). These are his attempts at pulling with all his might to get them apart:
There was also the training, of course (the initial reason for the trip). On Friday Rob took Blake and then Spencer along as he ran the course. In the Ironman this 13-mile course is run twice, but for today's training once was sufficient. So each boy ran 6 1/2 miles with Papa. (Only got pics of Spencer though...)
We also went through Colorado City on our way home, and took the opportunity to observe the lifestyle of the polygamists. Very interesting. And we saw an old Hopi Indian Village that dates back several hundred years and is still occupied.
Last but not least, a family trip would not be complete without some level of teasing/terrorizing. Somewhere around Colorado City, the boys needed a pit stop. Just as they got out of the car and "got going," Rob drove just far enough away to expose them to all the highway passersby.
Here they go... ;-)
Their shock as they realized we weren't hiding them anymore...Blake finishing up quickly...
And heading back to the privacy of the car... And finally Spencer gets outta there!
Thank goodness they're such good sports!!!
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