Michelle and I have been going slightly crazy since the addition of our 4th children, me more than her though. :)
Being the awesome friend/person/former roommate that she is, she offered up a girls trip to St. George to stay in her parent’s vacation house for the weekend. You know, to give us a break from our real lives and the crazy toddlers that we live with. I obviously couldn’t refuse!
I originally planned to bring Ruby with me, but Paul, being the amazing husband he is, pushed for me to leave her with him and the boys for the weekend. The idea of a weekend with the easy child of the moment, was just too good to pass up. So, I packed my pump instead and only looked back a few times.
The car ride down was amazing. We decided it was the first time in about 8 years that we have been able to hold an uninterrupted conversation.
The easiness of the drive and the freedom of having only 1 child, allowed me to be talked into buying the girls Frozen gummies and ring pops during our rest stop.
After dinner we took the girls to this awesome park. I just sat back and enjoyed my blizzard, thinking about how stressful this park would of been with Miles, Crew, and Liam.
The girls were so good and just entertained themselves no matter where we were.
My one request of this trip was to explore and climb around on the red rocks.
Macey was in her element hiking and climbing on the rocks. We could not keep up with her.
This was another place I was glad I didn’t have the boys, as there were cliff edges everywhere and plenty of places to disappear out of sight.
If I had the boys I would of be yelling, grouchy, and the verge of a panic attack. Instead, I got to run around and enjoy the scenery with these girls.
There were secret caves, little hide outs, and giant rocks to climb up on.
This was my favorite part of the trip. Can’t wait to take the boys there, when Paul can chase them around of course.
Macey’s favorite part of the trip was of course swimming. She would of happily spent all day here.
And it wouldn’t be a trip to St. George without a visit to Swig.
And some nail painting.
Pretty much I felt like I did not have to parent the entire weekend, it was pure bliss. Macey got dressed, brushed teeth, and cleaned up after herself with no help from me. All I had to do was fix hair 2 times. Heaven.
Love this girl and this one too.
Still remember when when we met 14 years ago in Kimball Hall on the day I moved into my apartment freshman year. Crazy how much has changed, but how much has stayed the same too. tear.
Thank goodness for good friends!!
And for those wondering, Paul survived just fine with 3 kids at home. He did take the boys in for haircuts and gave them both mohawks. It was a small price to pay for a weekend away. :)
*And I want to record that I did not hear Lottie cry one single time the entire weekend! She could not of been a more cooperative baby.