The Road

Last weekend we took an impromptu road trip to Salt Lake City to pick up a boat. We didn't bring home a boat but we did have a good time. Here's a rundown of the highlights:

- In a moment of dire hunger and a strong desire to use a non-gas station bathroom, we settled on Cracker Barrel for dinner one night. Wyatt checked out the kid's menu, pointed to the Chicken and Dumplings picture and asked for tofu. Sorry, Sweetie, no tofu at Cracker Barrel. Yes, Waiter, we are from California.

- A 10:30pm swim in an indoor pool in Fillmore, Utah. It was our most fun family swim yet.

- We spent Saturday night in Primm, Nevada, the last stop in Nevada before hitting California, at Whiskey Pete's. As I was waiting in line to check-in behind multiple people carrying huge cases of beer, Wyatt scrambled around the casino barefoot. (We left his shoes at a cool spot between Zion and Bryce called Buffalo Grill where I had my first taste of bison and Wyatt got to run around on the expansive lawn.) Garett found him climbing up to a seat in front of a slot machine and said, "Wyatt, this seat is gross," after noticing a big wet spot right in the middle of cushion. Wyatt replied, "It's okay, Daddy. Wyatt licked seat." My stomach still churns at the thought.

- Zion National Park and Bryce Canyon National Park. I'm still in awe of the beauty of God's creation. We didn't do much other than look and take a very truncated, 15 minute walk into Bryce Canyon but it was just right.

- Spending the night at a family friend's home in Las Vegas and getting to know their two Great Danes named Prince and Jett. Wyatt called Prince "Princess" the whole time and announced, "We don't ride dogs. We only ride carousels."

- The battery life of our Macbook.

- After an agonizing decision to not buy the boat in Salt Lake City, we found another option online in Ventura and took a different route home to check it out. Three hours later we were boat owners and Garett will be picking it up tomorrow.

We spend a lot of time these days chasing around Wyatt and this trip was no exception.

I asked Wyatt to get cute and here's what I got:
We took a short "hike" into Bryce Canyon. Notice Wyatt's ideal hiking footwear, Crocs. I'm happy to report that he did not roll down the steep cliff like he wanted to.
My two handsome boys at Buffalo Grill.