New Year's Eve was a Saturday. Years ago, three to be exact, Mom and Dad threw together a last minute party with friends and it was a BLAST. They always have grand ideas of doing it again, but somehow it never happens. This was another year that it DIDN'T happen. Mom had to work out at Red Mountain and so we were kind of in a holding pattern until she was done.
We knew we wanted to do something, but we just weren't sure what. Things seemed expensive. Or busy. The weather was kind of iffy, but not rainy.
We ended up hiking in Snow Canyon (without Grandpa!) because Mom had accidentally taken home a key from the resort and had to return it! We started out on the old Johnson Arch trail and saw a sign that talked about the Scout Cave. We had never done that trail before and so we turned. This kind of turned into an epic decision! We didn't even have the backpacker for Sam. We were just carrying him. We should have read the sign at the very beginning of both trails, but we didn't. There were people in front of it.
This photo of Mom and Cara and me was taken where we finally decided to turn back. After at least an hour.
| The ladies |
We found this hole in a rock and started pretending it was the Scout Cave!
Sam seemed to understand that his fingers were cold and he kept trying to put them in Dad's ears!
You would think that would be enough of a day, but Mom and Dad surprised us by taking us swimming at Sand Hollow Aquatic Center! It was chilly but awesome!
Us big girls never held still long enough for a photo!

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