A Great Day at Chesapeake Bay

We had such a fun day at Chesapeake Bay with Kenny and Christan and their family. It started with shark tooth hunting (let the record show that I found the biggest shark tooth - Kirk's was a little smaller, but more complete, so he's trying to claim superiority!). All the kids had a great time—Drew especially liked eating the sand! Besides the sharks teeth - the next best discovery was a live horseshoe crab. Everyone got a big kick out of checking it out and then sending it back to the ocean. The highlight of the day was probably our crab fest meal at a local favorite restaurant. The owners had to give all us Utahns a personal lesson on how to crack the crabs and get out the most meat. You should have seen Corbin pounding his crab with the hammer - he wasn't shy at all! It was so fun to be with family on a perfect day on the East coast!

Missing Those Baseball Games

Everytime Kirk and I are on Little League Drive in Santa Clara, a flood of memories come back—we sure spent a lot of time at the baseball and softball fields while the kids were growing up. That was such a busy time, but so fun - and these two old empty nesters really miss it. So when Kenny was giving Kirk details about Corbin and Bailey's first time playing baseball, Kirk hung up the phone and said, "we need to go see some baseball games!" I checked flight prices and we got a great deal to D.C. for only $208. It felt kind of crazy dropping everything and just going spur of the moment, but it was a lot of fun. Kirk helped Kenny coach, and they all had a "ball." Now. . . I wonder when we'll find a killer deal to China!

Hot Car & Hot Family!

Last time we were in Vegas to visit Shellie and George, Kirk got to take a spin in George's Red Firebird. The kids joined for a shorter ride around the cul-de-sac. Aren't they all so cute. Caynen was just learning to crawl - but he sure didn't like the feel of the grass on his legs!

A Walk Down Memory Lane at the Farm in Leamington, Utah

On Memorial Day I went with my parents, my brother Bob, and my sister Julie and their families to the farm of my Grandparents, Oxel and Maude Johnson in Leamington, Utah—a little town of about 150 people between Delta and Nephi. My Grandfather's parents joined the LDS Church in Sweden and immigrated to Utah before he was born. My mother was also born and raised in Leamington, and I have great childhood memories of visiting Grandpa and Grandma there on their farm. I would spend at least a week each summer there with them - it was a kids paradise: I helped Grandpa milk the cows in the barn (picture above) that is still there on the property, gathered eggs with Grandma, walked the railroad tracks, looked for baby kitties in the haystack, rode horses, walked to the store to buy penny candy, rode with Grandpa on the tractor, swam in the canal, and walked across the cornfields to play with my cousins. On Memorial Day we visited the old church, which is now a museum. It was built on property that my Great Grandparents donated to the church. My parents still own the land that my Grandparents farmed. It was a great day remembering them and the sacrifices they made so that we could have the blessings of the gospel in our lives. Kirk and Scott weren't quite as interested in my childhood memories, so they spent the day hunting trilobite fossils near Delta. They actually found some and had a great time.