Soooooo a year ago my Uncle E went out on his mission to serve in Chile. He even went directly to the Chilean CCM (MTC). And it was hard. Very hard. And very scary. And Uncle E came home after about a month. Everyone was happy to see him again, but it was still strange because he had committed to serve for two years and everyone really wanted that for him. Well he spent this last year going to college and working and then SUDDENLY he told everyone that he was going to be going out on his mission again. Like in four weeks. This time to California. We were all very excited for him, but that meant that we were going to be separated again for two years. Mom and her siblings all tried to coordinate schedules (which was ALMOST impossible) and do a canyon and found it just wasn't going to happen because Mom still breastfeeds Sam and we couldn't do it on a Saturday. Then in a golden opportunity, they were all able to get out on the boat with no extras. No spouses. No children. Just them and their parents. It was for about an hour and a half and people had to go their separate ways, but it was awesome. They were silly and Mom's face hurt from laughing.
They tried to double wake surf! It only worked in a few combos and Mom was never one of those but Grandma and Uncle E and Grandma and Grandpa worked! When Mom and Aunt Becca tried it, they just ended up swallowing a lot of water and laughing.
Uncle E borrowed Aunt Becca's glasses...he looked good.
Mom even wake surfed. She has only done that one other time so she was proud of herself.
It looked like Mom had a lot of fun.
Now, just after this magical Wednesday, Aunt Becca asked Mom and us girls to head to a place called Little Jamaica with her. Little Jamaica is a natural spring that flows down the side of a cliff into the Virgin River, but what's CRAZY is that it is directly underneath a freeway overpass. The overpass is massive, but you can still hear the freeway. It's so weird and we weren't sure EXACTLY where we were going and it was a little dicey because we brought Iva and just flip flops, but we found it and got down and it was AWESOME.
We even tried floating in the river, but it wasn't very deep. What was weird was that the spring was cool almost cold and that made the river feel really warm!
This was basically a giant "cold" tub. Like a hot tub, but cold so it felt amazing in the 100 degree heat.
Aunt Becca and I probably shouldn't have jumped. It was only about three feet deep and we both kind of hurt ourselves, but it was fun anyway!
We found a better place to hike out which made it less scary to go up!
Thanks, Aunt Becca, for taking us on a journey. And thanks, Daddy, for watching Sam while we did it.



































