
Now that the coolers have been cleaned and the beach towels all washed, I had time to sort through some pictures of our trip to Lake Powell. As always, it was so fun. We went with our friends that we have gone to Lake Powell with for the past 19 years. This is the first time we have had all the kids together for several years. Even though we seemed to have people coming and going, it was way fun. I especially loved seeing the grandkids enjoy it as much as our kids did at the same age. Tyler and Matt's little girl Hope are the same age that our Casey and their Crissy were the first time we went to Lake Powell.

Mike tried to wakeboard. He certainly gets an A for effort. Next time, k?

You can tell Meili is Polynesian. Give her some sand and water and she is HAPPY!!! Do you notice she is the same color as the sand?

We had so much fun taking Tyler with us while his parents were still home (Cris had to shoot a wedding). He loves, loves, loves Lake Powell "to broken pieces" as he would say. He was our little tent buddy. He was filling up the water jugs the day after we got home because he had decided we needed to head back down there again. Sorry buddy, got to wait 'til next year.


Paul helped them build a volcano - I called him the Pied Piper because the little kids would follow him around.

Grandpa teaching the little guys how to build a sand castle.


Tradition. Debbie teaching the little kids how to line dance on the floating porta potty. And of course we had to play "Noodles" in the dark. We even saw a UFO - CREEPY!!!! Tube wars, Dutch oven dinners, midnight swims to cool off, bats, cliff jumping, good friends, and good times. What more could you ask for?