Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

The 4th in Utah

If you've ever spent the 4th of July in Utah then you know that it doesn't even compare to the 4th in Arizona.
I grew up on Bettina Lane in Sandy. One of my greatest memories as a child is attending the street party on the 4th of July. Everyone would roll their grills up to the top of the street. We'd eat (I specifically remember caramel rice krispie treats) and watch the dad's set off the fireworks that they'd driven to Wyoming to buy.
There wasn't any driving to a huge park somewhere to fight traffic and try to get a good view of the fireworks. And when you can't get through traffic, you just pull off to the side of the road to watch.
I LOVE spending the 4th in Utah. I wasn't going to miss the opportunity this year. We returned from Italy on the 1st, did laundry on the 2nd, and flew to Utah on the morning of the 3rd. It was a quick turn-around, but there was a deadline to meet.
My sister and her husband very generously offered us a place to stay. We had a wonderful time at their cute house. Here's some of the happenings:

4th of July breakfast in the backyard jungle (give them a break... they were in Italy for two weeks). We had Creme Brulee French Toast and were joined by some of Brandon's brothers and my brother Cole. From L to R: Steve, Brandon, Grady, Daxton, Dayton, Kayson, and Austin.



Watching Fireworks...

It seemed to me that the Cole, Brandon, and Steve were really excited to be the one's in charge of the fire. They were like little boys at a fireworks stand.


Grady wanted to set them all off at once. When we told him no, he picked out a few of the biggest ones for the finale.


Grady with his finale pack.




We took advantage of the fire pit and roasted marshmallows over the fire. Of course, we used a duraflame log, so they couldn't eat those marshmallows. That probably defeats the purpose, but we just microwaved our smores... and they were still really yummy.

We hung out with Chris and Dallen. The boys went swimming in their little pool. Dallen got to get re-aquainted with Tabs.


My Aunt Jen came down to Chris's to visit with us and she snapped this picture of Tabitha wearing her swimsuit in a very non-tradition, non-ladylike kind of way:


I took the boys to play with Dawson and Haydon:

Chris took my boys one day, so Jessie and Tabitha and I headed up to Park City to do some major damage at the outlets (we were very disappointed though). We had to go to our favorite Deer Valley restaurant first at the Stein Eriksen Lodge. This is a view from the lodge that was just stunning. I love the ski resorts in the spring and summer WAY more than the winter.