No matter how fun and wonderful vacations are, going home is always such a treat. Sunday morning around 10am we loaded up our mini-van once again and headed for home - this time without Oma (she and my dad, who flew in on Fri, drove up to WY to visit a cousin of my mom's). We made excellent time and the kids did really well! We made it home around 11:15pm with three very asleep kiddos.
We made a couple of stops along the way. The first being the side of a mountain/hill that was all sand across from Arches Nat'l Park. The kids had seen it on our way to CO and had wanted to climb it, so we stopped and let them at it. They had so much fun climing up and running/rolling down the red sand. Sammy spent a considerable amount of time rolling/pushing a rock down the hill. He was so proud of himself. Livvy just got absolutely filthy. And Ben just had fun trying to stay upright.
The last fun stop was at Wilson Arch just outside of Moab. It looked like a rock that was just begging to be climbed. So...Tom pulled over, and he and the big kids happily scampered up. Ben was just thrilled to stay at the bottom and dance around.