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We're here in Utah doin' the annual pilgrimage thingy. The kids are great. I'm great. We're all great. And having so much fun. The following 34 pictures are just a sampling of what we have been doing. And we still have a week left here! My poor, sweet, adorable hubby didn't get to make this trek with us. *frowny face* But no worries, he still made an appearance. AND, I still sleep with him every night. Come on. Check out the photos. You'll see what I mean.

A trip to the big city was eventful and interesting and totally claustrophobic and a little bit scary to drive in. Remember? I'm a country girl now? I did love watching my kids take in the sights, though.

Me and my momma.

Playin' at the Gateway water fountain.

We are so special. But only at Tug's in Marysvale.

Laynee's new trick is scaring her mommy.

Waiting for the parade to start on Hwy 89 for Butch Cassidy Days. So fun!

Hippie Princess.

Local wildlife.



My handsome boy.

Harvesting some veggies from Grandma's garden.

The boys going on a ride to the top.

Bunter and Grandma. And a real "special" Corrine.

Wishing on a snuggly. Or a dandelion. Whatever.

Rock hounding treasure.

A short stop at Cedar Breaks. Breathtaking. Really. It's gorgeous.

Baby Lincoln soaking up the sun.

My family is so photogenic. We should be in the movies or something.

Scotty, Lincoln, Pa, Tay-Tay, Kevin. Love these faces.

Sweet smiley baby dreams.

See? There's my man. Right there on my shirt. With me...always. And 3 of my 4 handsome brothers. Not on my shirt, though.

Peek-a-boo Taylor!

Uncle Chris and the three little girls.

Tay, Kev, Carrie and baby Linc.

Her royal highness, Princess Laynee.


Fork face. Seriously, we are amazingly photogenic.

Hey there Hot Stuff.

The whole Fam. Minus My Miguel and Mandy's Troy.

Corrine is so precious. She's a good girl to always wear her helmet. Safety first.

Playing with Grandma.



And this is where I'll leave you for now.
Savor each photo.
We don't take very  many of them 'round these parts.
And I'm not even being sarcastic at all.

Comments

sinika said…
Lincoln is a cute name for a baby! :) Is he Scott's baby?
August 1, 2011 at 3:04 PM
The Raguskus Family said…
if you are still here I want to see you! call me 360-601-4410...would love to get together!
August 2, 2011 at 3:57 PM
Unknown said…
those photos are so precious....ERMA I love you so much. I don't know why...maybe becuase I see so much of my young self in you...(I am getting all choked up right now...) you have no idea how much it meant to me to have to stop by today....and spend some time with your silly auntie lulu...honestly, you have NO idea! blahhhhhhhhh....I hope it is not 10 years before I see you again...
August 5, 2011 at 3:56 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
We LOVED having you guys here Em!!! I miss you so much it hurts. I'll send you our Lagoon photos...you can't forget that day. Remember? What!? You forgot it already? Hmph.
August 16, 2011 at 3:22 PM
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