The next morning we visited Zion National Park. This place is so beautiful! Utah is full of these pockets of gorgeous scenery. However, this beauty was wasted on my kids. They just wanted to swim...again. But I am determined to give them these life experiences. I love that while growing up my family took a road trip every year, which exposed me to different parts of the west. Yes, many memories were made on those trips...mostly good, but very many bad (i.e. saltine crackers blown out of brother's mouth onto your face and family proceeds to make fun of victim for the entire drive, getting car sick and no one except your mother believes you...you get the front seat to ease the sickness and siblings proceed to make fun of victim saying that "You were pretending to be sick to get the front seat". I was actually sick and it did actually help, but if I were pretending...can you blame me?!) Sorry...tangent. :) 
Derek was dissppointed. The brochure showed pictures of all the animals that live in the park which he thought he'd see while there. He was imagining another Yellowstone adventure. Major let down for him when we "only" saw one deer.
Our family at the end of a typical family road trip. :)
Derek was dissppointed. The brochure showed pictures of all the animals that live in the park which he thought he'd see while there. He was imagining another Yellowstone adventure. Major let down for him when we "only" saw one deer.
Our family at the end of a typical family road trip. :)
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I am SO GLAD that you remember the saltine story the way you do. WHEW! Because actually, the truth is...
It was you wasn't it?! You blew the cracks in my face!
"All Purpose Snack Crackers", I think they were. But, then I wasn't THERE!
Dang, my cover is blown. Yes, it was me who blew "All-Purpose Snack Crackers" in your face. The joke was that no one would suspect it would be me who did it... Scott was the more likely candidate. (And I was 20 years old--too old to do such things.) I was right... I blew chunks at you, and Mom yelled at Scott. It worked out wonderfully. ;) Oh, except for the long-term rehashing of the event. Sigh...
(And PS. Steph is right... they weren't saltines at all. In Mom's frugality, she wouldn't buy actual, name-brand Ritz crackers. So we got the APSC version. Which was grody, by the way.)
No, I remembered they were APSC, but I referred to them as saltines to save time.
And....the best part of the story is in the comments! Looks like such a fun family trip to a beautiful place. Zions is on our "short list" of future family vacation/road trip spots!
Goodness, I'm so behind on blogs! How did I miss out on these comments? Really, people, I thought I would get away from RUDE comments when I finished reading Laurel's blog. You just wait until YOU have 7 children, and see what kind of crackers you can afford! You're lucky you got crackers at all!
I am so shocked the cracker blowing was Laurel! I, too, thought it was Scott. I guess I owe Scott an apology for reaming him out. Cute family! I miss you.
Love, Mom
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