Since I got to go to Seattle for my nephew's wedding, Clay was once again placed in charge of the chaos that is our children. You never know what he's going to come up with to get them out of the house, but as always, it was an adventure.
He took them down to Rock Canyon in Provo to do a crag-clean-up-day. The kids were enthusiastically happy to clean something that was not their rooms. Lucy found a pretty (but dead) dragonfly.
When they're with Dad at least I know they will always be well-fed with pb&j and gorp (granola, raisins & peanuts).
A bunch of happy, dirty kids (including dad!)
3 comments:
I caught up on your blog tonight. I just have to say that Clay is way too brave and has way too much energy. Your kids will always remember the adventures they had with their dad. What awesome memories!
I don't know if Christian would be brave enough to take our 2 kids anywhere alone, let alone 4! What a fun dad!
I love it that Clay does this... fairly regularly even! Most guys I know would plug in some movies and junk food and call it a weekend.
Watsons rock.
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