We went to Lava Hot Springs on Saturday night: the kids had a great time and were repeatedly scolded by a ninety year old fully clothed lifeguard for excessive splashing.
Look at those thighs on Baby Whitney! I wish that was cute on grown-ups.
Sunday was still a little chilly, but the kids played outside until they collapsed.
On Monday, Liza and I went for a little 6-mile hill run. Good times.
Sunday was still a little chilly, but the kids played outside until they collapsed.
On Monday, Liza and I went for a little 6-mile hill run. Good times.
Then, the local ward put on a really good Memorial Day breakfast so we chowed down there.
Dave and Bruce went on a 33-mile bike ride. Those Shelton's don't do things halfway where athletics are involved.
Since the men were out on a jaunt, that left Liza and I to man the barbecue.
Because if Memorial Day goes by and you didn't barbecue something, you are pretty much a communist.
Dave and Bruce went on a 33-mile bike ride. Those Shelton's don't do things halfway where athletics are involved.
Since the men were out on a jaunt, that left Liza and I to man the barbecue.
Because if Memorial Day goes by and you didn't barbecue something, you are pretty much a communist.
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