Phil took us rock climbing in Provo at The Quarry, a large indoor climbing gym. The girls had a blast.
This camera angle is accurate. Each of us took turns climbing parallel to the floor.
Madeline hanging out after a 30 foot climb and rappel.
Jessica navigating one of the more challenging overhang routes at the gym.
When Phil asked me if I wanted to go skiing on Thanksgiving Day, I worried there wouldn't be enough snow. Then he pulled the boat out.
Both the air and the water temperatures were just above 40 degrees. When we launched the boat, there was a thin sheet of ice where seagulls were standing on the south side of the marina. The water was glassy smooth though -- perhaps the best water I've ever skied, and with the sun brilliant and Timp as a backdrop, it was a gorgeous day on the lake.
Here's one of Phil's turns on the ski with Timp in the background. He lasted longer than I did, not because of the cold, but I just am not in water skiing shape.
Thank goodness for dry suits. After our outing, I blew up my dry suit to make myself puffy man. If it's water tight, it's also air tight.
After two days of climbing and skiing, it was time to sit down with our family for a fantastic Thanksgiving dinner.
We played games every night. The girls even found Body Boggle and we all took turns spelling words Twister-style.
On Saturday we all went out to enjoy the sunshine and take photos. The girls climbed the tree in the back yard for a few photos.
We coined a new word this weekend too. If a self-taken photo of one person is a selfie, a self-taken photo of two people should be an us-ie.
While we were goofing off in the previous photo, we also tried to take a few photos that looked nice as well.
After nearly a week in Utah, it was time to come back home. The girls were a bit disappointed, but it was easier knowing that we'll have visitors here with us in a couple of weeks, and then we'll go to Utah again at Christmas time.
