A 50th Anniversary Party

Well we had a wonderful Thanksgiving here in St. George. It was actually a 50th Anniversary party for Grandma and Grandpa Great, Grandpa's Mom and Dad. They started their little family 50 years ago. Crazy! They have six boys and so it was the wives of those six boys who put together the party. We ate traditional Thanksgiving fare but with a lot of different desserts including a yummy wedding cake! Most of the adults ate too much from the looks of it. My Grandma and Grandpa cleared out their basement and put up tables and had fancy decorations. 20 lbs of mashed potatoes were consumed!! (Okay there was maybe half a pound left!) They cooked two full turkeys and two turkey breasts and there weren't a lot of turkey leftovers. It was a big get together.

All of their boys shared memories of growing up with their parents. Lots of funny stories. We also made them play "The Not So Newly Wed Game". You know, grown up games. I was slightly disappointed but everyone was laughing so it was okay. Plus there were little kids for me to play with. My cousins twice removed and once removed or something....regardless they are my size and so we played princesses.

Our little family dressed up matching with Grandma and Grandpa and my aunts and uncles so we could get our picture taken. Funny enough we dressed up in exactly the same colors as Aunt Angie's wedding three years ago. Mommy doesn't like her pictures from that wedding (I was only 6 weeks old) so she was happy for a re do. Cousin Bry took them with his nice camera so we're hoping it made us look beautiful (not that Cara and I need any help!)




And then of course we followed up the next day (today) by doing our annual Angel's Landing hike. And in true form, Cara and I cried the whole way down. Okay that's not entirely accurate. As a quick reminder, we did the hike twice last year and the first time it started snowing and froze us out and ended in our Mommy and Daddy SPRINTING as fast as they could down the hike. The second go round was perfect. The problem? COLD. Because this year it was FREEZING. Nobody made it to the top. Mommy and Daddy had to stop at the bottom of Walter's Wiggles because it was an ice skating rink. The only way up was slipping and falling and most people were coming back down on their bottoms. Our little bodies were freezing despite gloves and hats and double layers of pants and socks. We borrowed a backpacker from our friends so both of us could be carried but Aunt Becca ended up carrying an empty pack again because I was crying and demanded to be held by Daddy. Anyway, after we got down Angel's Landing, Grandpa suggested we go to Weeping Rock because it would be in the sun. Uh...that trail was almost solid ice. We managed to get up to where the big icicles were falling off the cliff but both Uncle Eric and Aunt Becca took nasty spills on the ice and we had to walk off the trail on the dirt where you aren't supposed to walk to have any chance of staying up right. Daddy and I ended up sliding on our bums to get down without falling and breaking something. We eventually warmed up at the best treat of all, Oscar's.