Provo Pool

Okay, so I'm finally back.  We got in late last night and it's been a whirlwind day, just trying to get back into the swing of things.  Coming back from vacation is hard, especially when school starts in less than a week.  (I know, right?...)

You know what else is hard?  Reading about someone else's awesome vacation.  But that's too bad, because I have a bajillion pictures and they all have to get onto this blog somehow.

Before that, however, a caveat: I forget stuff.  So if I forget some activity or put the wrong dates or whatever, please forgive me. I may or may not go in chronological order; we'll see. Like I said, whirlwind and such.

Let's start with some swimming.

The boys LOVE to swim.  Grandpa and Grandma were nice enough to take us to the Provo community pool on our first day in Utah.  It was really fun, especially because Spencer and Josh were both big and brave enough to go down the big water slides.  (I think we have some water slide converts now.) 

My dad has a new and nifty water-proof camera that he used while we were there.  Since he never gave me all the pics he took while we were there I had to swipe them from his blog.  Sorry, dad.

Aren't my kiddos so cute?!

At this point, Tess was not too crazy about Grandpa or Grandma.  In fact, she wanted nothing to do with them.  She would scowl at grandma and howl and fuss.  You know, typical Tess stuff.  She was in an especially fine mood that afternoon because I think she got sunscreen in her eyes.  (Poor kid!)

Don't you love the little floaty-boat Tess is in?  It's so dang cute - and functional.  My friend Kanien is letting us borrow it this summer, and it's been a lifesaver.  I'm kicking myself for not getting something like this for all my other babies.  (Wait - that sounds weird.  Like I have three or four other babies hanging around.  No, I mean I wish I had one of those boats for when my boys were babies.)

Tess scooted all over that pool and had a great time - as long as no one but momma or daddy picked her up!

When it was time to leave we were all drying off and putting on our shoes when we suddenly realized that Cole was missing.  He, of course, had no intention of leaving and had gone back into the pool.  Kevin volunteered to go get him, but for some reason kept his towel with him.  This became a hindrance when Cole decided to go down fighting rather than come out of the pool willingly.  It was pretty awesome to see my bachelor (and single, ladies!) brother trying to wrangle Cole out of the pool!
 

On a random note, my dad and Susie took the boys back to the Provo pool later during our trip.  (Lance and I opted to stay home with a sleeping Tess.)  While there my dad ran into my old blast-from-the-past Brian Bradford, who had just moved to Provo because his wife got a job teaching at BYU. (And is teaching in the same college as Susie, no less!) It is, indeed, a very small world.  I was then kinda bummed that I hadn't gone with them, but consoled myself with the fact that one of the worst places to see an old boyfriend would be at a public swimming pool.  Perhaps the next time I'm in Provo we'll run into him somewhere else, preferably where everyone is fully clothed.