Lake Powell

If you have never been - try your darnedest to make it there.  I promise you will not be disappointed.  Even if boating is not a favorite, the history and beauty of it is something you don't really want to miss.  As my sister in law said "it is like a huge lake in the bottom of the Grand Canyon"... and it does resemble that... or what it would be if so.

Then there are these two... R & Addi.  They are born a week apart... and you could find them together a whole lot.

Luke & Jameson

R & her Co-co {Chloe}

Handsome Simon and H

Most all of the cousins

R & Aunt Becca

Hudson screaming because he first wanted to jump off the cliff... then decided not to... but didn't want to get back into the water {which he had to to get back to us}... so was a little peeved at Spencer when the swim was mandatory.  Such a hard life that kid has.

Spence jumping off the cliff...

From left to right:  Sarah, Emily, Rachael, Eliza, chicken Reb back on the rock & Spencer...

 all the Brinton kids.

This is my favorite of the jumps... trying to get a clear shot was almost impossible... drifting in and out of other viewer's ways and trying to zoom in... but it was classic.  

I love how they look {Emily and Sarah} like super heros ready to take whatever on.  

Needless to say it was a wonderful trip, other than the first 24 - 36 hours.  Which may or may not have consisted of: 

• flying with two children on a plane {not always a good time - you feel like you've run a marathon}
  
• coming home from Eclipse to find Spencer {who arrived while we're at the movie - and it was 12:30am} cleaning up H's throw up all over the kitchen floor.
  
• Up every 1/2 hour to help H with the "bowl" or toilet {it was both ends, thank you very much... or thank you Spencer for dealing with the lower end for me}
  
• Spencer getting sick with Hudson and they were both up every 1/2 hour
  
• Leaving a bit later than expected, so we could gather our strength for the 6.5 hour drive for Lake Powell
  
• Cleaning, packing and caring for two poor sickies
  
• Taking off and not being able to drive more than 45 min {both Spencer and I} the entire way... so we switch off every 45 min.  It was HELL.
  
• Just outside Lake Powell going to gas up the truck and {me driving} ripping the fender like an accordian... 1500 bucks later.... 
  
• Me bawling in the car thinking "what are we doing?!?!?!?!!?!?"
  
• Spencer patting my leg, not saying a word, but as he gets outside and I see him in the rearview mirror I focus in and he mouths "OH {sigh} boy".  I then cry a little harder
  
• Getting to Lake Powell and then proceeding {from the day before germs were passed unknowing} to watch 6 others get sick with the 12 hour bug.  Nasty little demon.
  

After the first 36 hours it was great.  Promise.