So we started our journey west. Me and the kiddos took a non-stop flight from Dulles to Salt Lake ( thanks to my awesome friend Jennifer for taking us on that long drive). We barely made our flight. We were running through the airport, quite the sight I'm sure! I was sure that since it was a late night flight my kids would sleep, not even a wink! They were really good, but just really awake.
We made it safe and sound. The next morning the kids were up and at it. They could hardly contain there excitement to be at Grammy's and Papa's house. I was exhausted.
They played outside all day long. It was one of those rare warm weeks in March. Thank you Utah for being kind.
Brock started a water fight, long sleeves and all.
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