Braden used to love McDonald's play land. In med school we would spend hours there with friends. It provided exactly what we were looking for: good company, cheap food and cheap entertainment. Apparently we've moved on.
We began our summer at a family reunion in central Utah. Whenever you get 30 people under the same roof, you can expect a little excitement! We hiked Bryce, toured family history sites in Monroe, rafted down the Sevier River, and explored Cove Fort. The highlight was being together. Enough said.
What Braden wanted more than anything this summer was to go skydiving. But with an 18-year age requirement, it would have to wait a few years. It lit the fire in Ryan though, who found a few other tentative recruits, and pretty soon there was my husband jumping from an airplane at 20,000 feet, plummeting toward the ground at 100 miles per hour. Ryan's brother, Reggie, and my brothers, Brian and Daniel, joined him, leaving six spectators on the ground. I have a feeling though that a few of them might be climbing aboard next time around.
Skydiving was out for Braden, so we tried to make it up to him and found the next best thing... plummeting down a ski ramp. Braden enjoyed a couple days at the Utah Olympic ski jumping park where he learned quickly how to remain on his feet on a ski ramp, flip and twist off a jump, and swim in a pool with skis on. Apparently it hurts to fall on one of those things and it's difficult to swim with skis on. Who knew?
And me? I've learned my lesson time and time again. I enjoyed watching from the sidelines, taking pictures, watching "Broadway" shows at Lagoon, and cheering everyone on.
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