Hiking with the boys!

We had a fun day of Hiking! We hiked up to a waterfall just above Maple Dell in Payson Canyon.

A day at the zoo!

Jordan

Jordan our little athlete did so good last week. He raced in the track meet at school and kicked but. He raced against 6 other schools. He took first in the heat. It was amazing out of all the kids he kicked butt. He is such an athlete he loves all sports. He has played football, basketball this year and has done amazing. He also has such a proud dad!

The art of flying a Kite at Easter!

At Easter time, our family traditions no matter were we spend it, includes flying kites. It seems the Easter Bunny brings these kites as a joke. We have spent Easter on the desert were the wind was so strong it nearly ripped out kites in half. And we have spent Easter time at the park, where some of us watched others run real fast with the kite in order to keep it in the air. We have learned it doesn't matter how much you spend on a kite, its the art of running! No matter how frustrating it can be, we just love spending time together!

Great Grandma

I am really new to this blog thing! And those who know me, know I don't like spending time on the computer! There is just too much to see and too much to do! But I would like to pay tribute to my Grandma that shaped my life so much. When I was five, my Dad was killed in a mine accident in Moab. Things were really hard for my family. We had been living with my grandma. And now that I am a Mom I can't imagine the pain my Grandma Johnson felt losing a child. This was not the first child she had lost, but putting her pain aside, she took me under her wing. Almost like she was trying to just have a piece of my Dad still with her. We spent a lot of time together fishing and sewing quilts and jumping rope. My Grandma would pick me up for church every Sunday. I have to laugh because she would often make us matching dresses. Yes...I said it...matching dresses. But on Sunday, as my family sat together singing the opening hymn "I stand all amazed", I could almost hear her singing it to me like she had so many times before. Tears filled my eyes as I realized that it was her faith that had shaped the person that I am today. She taught me to how to piece a quilt. She also taught me to crochet a pot holder. And better yet, she taught me of the love of the Savior. I have made some mistakes she probably was not to happy with, but I hope I can make her proud of the person she molded. She has been gone for a while now and I miss her dearly, but I know she is with my Dad now. I can imagine the big smile on her face as she was reunited with him. My Grandpa just passed away last year and I can't help but imagine how happy they are to be with each other again.