Running Down Last Weekend

I thought I would have some time this week to carefully post about our trip to Utah last weekend.  

I thought wrong.

It's gotta be quick, or not at all.  I choose quick.

Taylor and Lynnea had planned to go to Utah for a wedding.  My nephew Christian was also getting baptized that weekend, so I thought I would tag along.  It soon developed (thanks to me and my BIG ideas) into
the-whole-family-is-going-whether-you-like-it-or-not Labor Day vacation.

Grandma and Grandpa Syddall took us all out to Chuck-A-Rama for din once we arrived.

 Obviously it was a good time.

Then Tay and Lynnea headed off to Bountiful for wedding-eve festivities.

The next day we attended Christian's baptism.  

I left my camera in the car the entire time.

Hopefully Lia or my mom will send me some pictures.  Hint, hint.

Christian only weighed 17 oz. when he was born.  He's pretty much a miracle.
His twin sister Calle only weighed 15 oz.  Less than a bag of cinnamon bears.
Double miracle.

Because of her disabilities, Calle did not need to be baptized, but she was there in her beautiful white dress to support her brother.  I was having such a great time visiting, I didn't think to snap pictures.
(Please, please, please send me some!)

Christian and Calle's younger brother Lincoln was the comic relief.  While Bill was giving a talk, Lincoln, sitting directly behind me (with little-to-no volume control), focused on his gray hair.
"That guy has gray hair."  After hearing the words "gray hair" at least a half-dozen times, he was suddenly talking about circus peanuts (I think his Grandpa Newton was bribing him to be quiet -- with the promise of circus peanuts.  You know, those large, orange marshmallow-y kind.  At lunch afterwards, Grandpa Newton generously shared.  Yum-O.  It brought back memories of my youth).

When Christian stepped into the font, Lincoln loudly yelled, "Hi, Christian!"
That kid is a crack up.


After church on Sunday, Grandpa Syddall pulled out his fancy camera to take pictures.  I joined in with my humble point-and-shoot.

(He's supposed to send me pictures too.)

Lynnea and Taylor

Later that day we went over to the cousins' house for dinner.

(That's Uncle Matt's creepy face.  JK.  It gave us such a laugh, I promised I would post it.)

Big family dinners are the best.

Taylor and Hayden
Hunter missed out -- he was camping with his friend-that's-a-girl's (not to be confused with "girlfriend's") family .  

Cole and Marlee

The game of choice:  Knock-out.  I even played a round or two.

(This was my ONE lucky game.  Had to post it, ya know?)

Justin the model.

Britt and Austin

That night, Grandma and Grandpa agreed to a cousins sleepover at their house.

Marlee, Kade, Cole, Mar

The next morning we hopped back in the car (all 7 of us -- haven't had a car that full in a long time) and made the trip back to Colorado.

The consensus:  it was a great time.  Everyone felt that it was well worth the effort.

See?  I told you so.