Utah Spring Break pt2

Our second part of our Spring Break took Steve and I to Utah. With a fast stop over in Cedar to celebrate St. Patrick's day dinner with Geoff at Toads. We had green beer and the usual food fairs. Then off to South Jordan. It was time to deliver the bassinet with the quilt and stuff I made. This has become tradition to make when a new baby comes into our family. The bassinet travels to whoever is having a baby. Our boys were brought home to begin their lives in the bassinet and so have our grandchildren.

Papa and his favorite 5 year old, soon to be six. Kylie is almost done with kindergarten and doing quite well. At a teacher conference, her teacher informed Kim, that Kylie is reading at a 4th grade level and math at a 2nd grade level.

Cooper did not feel well for the whole time we were there. Some sort of a bug. He loves to fall asleep in his bouncy chair. Papa and I took them to the Wildlife Aquarium in Sandy when we were not even in the place for 5 minutes when he threw up all over me and himself. Quite a lovely pair we were. So Papa took us home to shower and change and Cooper sleep.

After his nap he did fell a little better, but not much so we decided to just take it easy. He liked that.

Daddy and his girl. What fun they have together, Kylie is an active girl who loves to build puzzles and play Uno. She's quite good, so you better watch out when you play with her.

After dinner we decided to head outside. Cooper wanted to be pushed around in his trike. Which Papa did gladly.

Scott and Kim sitting on the porch. Kim had worked a 12 just the night before is is always tired the next day. She looks pretty good for being 7 months pregnant and working the night before.

These are always my favorite, Family pictures. They make a wonderful family with a lot of love to their children, and anyone around them.

And the Kylie found out that her cousin had his training wheels taken off his bike and said it was time to take hers off too. So, daddy did and we all took turns holding the back of the seat while she tried to balance, peddle, and keep her helmet on. So much pressure. But her last words to me were."Practice makes perfect, Nana". That's my girl.