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Saturday, Day 22: The day started out with a 10K race for me and Emily. I ran faster than I've ran in weeks, but it was still slow. I don't know if it's (1) the altitude, (2) the fact that I didn't run for a week or two before coming to Utah even though I've been very diligent about it since, or (3) that I'm just old. I'm going with option (1). After the race, Emily and I, along with our friend Rachael, decided to do a mini-Olympics for the kiddos. We made shirts, planned activities, and created other Olympic goodies. We had an opening ceremony complete with rice-krispie torches and individual flags. After chowing down the torches, the kids competed in the events: straw race, javelin throw, balloon-between-the-legs race, hurdles (the kids' favorite), sprint, shot put, soccer kick, and a relay. Of course all the kids got gold (who could predict such an outcome?!) and then of course, all the kids ate their medals. It was a good morning. In the evening, we went down to a mini-high school reunion with my friends. Between the five families, we have 22 kids. Take out my family, and the other four have 20 kids. I'm really bringing down that average.
Sunday, Day 23: The Maxwells left in the morning and we were all sad to see them go. We then enjoyed a quiet Sunday with regular naps and on-time bedtimes. It was kinda nice. It was, however, the only day on the trip with no pictures.
Monday, Day 24: While the morning was a low-key morning, it was okay because we expectd our afternoon to be awesome. And it was. Boating with Chuck's brother and his family was such a good time. The only bad part was getting rained out. Everyone (except Rhett) got in the water and no one regretted it. Even Ollie enjoyed the tube! Rhett spent most of the boat ride up in the front, except when he was bugging his uncle to drive.
Tuesday, Day 25: After a morning spent cleaning, we knew our last afternoon better be good. We thought about going to Thanksgiving Point, but we thought the trip would take way too long and bedtimes were really important. Instead, we asked Rhett what he wanted and when he said "Alpine Slide!" we said done. We enjoyed a fun dinner and even saw Mark Eaton. Of course we didn't know it and needed Rachael to tell us, but hey--we're not from here. The dude was ENORMOUS. Something about 7'4" is just BIG.
Wednesday, Day 26: Today we fly home. We took one last ride up Memorial Hill in the Polaris this morning and enjoyed the sunrise with a donut breakfast--a perfect farewell. We got to look out on the Heber Valley and be reminded of so many fun adventures from the trip. I'm totally scared for the flight with our squirmy baby, but it's only four hours, right? RIGHT?! And sigh. Back to Maryland. Back to humidity. Back to a small house with no view of mountains. I hope I don't lose it on the plane.
Sunday, Day 16: Just a fun picture of a quartet of handsome grandsons with homemade matching ties. My sister and I couldn’t resist. After sacrament meeting, we made the drive to Mack’s Inn.
Monday, Day 17: After Sunday’s long drive, we decided to stay close to the cabin. This was easy for our family because Rhett got a pretty wicked fever. We did manage to visit Big Springs when Rhett was under the influence of drugs, and therefore feeling better.
Tuesday, Day 18: Yellowstone! In addition to a half-dozen elk, we saw tons of geysers and hot pots, some we got to see two times when we were lucky enough to meet up with cousins.
Wednesday, Day 19: After yesterday's long day in the car, we opted for another local Mack’s Inn day, complete with hiking and boating. While boating, Rhett wanted nothing more than to sit on a canoe seat and row, but after he bonked my head multiple times, he was forced back to the floor. After the boat trip, Rhett played in the water like he’s never done before. It was nutty.
Thursday, Day 20: Because we had so much fun in the park on Tuesday, we decided to go back. We stopped first at Gibbon Falls, then to Norris (where we ran into cousins again!) for a hike to see the largest geyser in the world, and then to Canyon. Lastly, we took drove through Hayden Valley to see (and hear!) a few hundred buffalo. Ollie and Rhett both managed to sneak in naps while we were out, which is a miracle for these boys.
Friday, Day 21: The day to return "home." The adults spent the morning cleaning up the cabin, and the kids spent the morning dirtying themselves. It got so bad we couldn’t allow them into the house. But they enjoyed running around the cabin and dropping dirt bombs. It was awesome.
