Mamas Day

Mothers Day festivities started the night before. Andrew told me we could go shopping and I could pick out a couple new shirts! yay! I dragged him and Jaxon through every store in St. George searching for the perfect, cutest, cheapest deal I could find. Andrew endured to the end, chasing Jaxon through all the stores, without one single complaint! Wow!

The next day started out beautifully. Andrew got up with Jaxon and let me sleep in. If you know me, sleep ranks up there right next to cookies and photography. So that was just wonderful. Then, Andrew brought me some breakfast in bed! Well, this might be the worst thing ever, but at our house, we treat holidays special. We let the 'celebrated' person choose what they want that day. Such as...if there is 9 am church, this person can choose not to go. And that's what I did. Sue me.

Andrew then had a picnic & a long scenic drive planned. (He knows I love those.) He planned on us going to Navajo Lake and Cascade Falls up Cedar mountain. We got up there and everything was still frozen! The roads were too bad to get very far. We'll have to go in the summertime, which apparently must start in July or August up there. It was still pretty and fun. We drove around and stopped in some places. It was great just to get the awesome fresh air.

It's funny how you don't realize what you grew up with, until you're grown up. It's also funny how you don't realize you NEED those things, like you need air in your lungs, until you are all grown up too. I swear, when I was a kid, and my parents dragged me around from mountain picnic to mountain picnic, boring me with the long drives crowded in a hot van with my annoying brothers, I vowed to myself that I would move to the city as soon as possible. I would spend my days shopping in big cities, pampering myself with today's conveniences. Not in the wilderness swapping away bugs from my face.

BUT. I didn't realize that while sitting there on a rock, reading my Teen Magazines & listening to my discman (we didn't have i-pods back then), trying to block all these mountainous ways of life from my being, it was seeping into me, imprinting itself all over my whole person. Becoming part of me. Part of who I am.

NOW. Andrew knows that every Sunday, I want to go in the mountains. On a drive or on a hike. I want to feel the fresh, cool air on my face and in my lungs. I want to smell the dirt, and the pine. I want to hear nothing, but wind through trees! What is happening to me??!?! I am turning into a mountain-lover, tree-huggin, nature girl!

It was a great Mothers Day. Thanks, Andrew!

These things are undeniably part of my being:

Quakey aspen trees & the smell of pine. Who woulda thought?

Navajo Lake was pretty in it's very own frozen, dead way. It has major potiental for summer though!

During our Adventures , we ran across this. Somebody please explain, cause I can't.

I love Cedar mountain. It's a beauty!

My favorite trees: Quakeys. Dead or alive.

Okay, here is the question:

Which of these trees looks the meanest? To me it was obvious. One of them looks so horrible and awful. A tree you don't want to come across alone on a dark alley. Can you guess which one?

Jaxon's favorite part of the whole day: throwing rock into the fry sauce colored river.

The day did not end here. When we got home, Andrew let me go have my alone time with my camera. At the Temple. Where many beautiful flowers are in bloom. More to come!!!

HOPE YOU ALL HAD A FAB MOTHERS DAY! I LOVE YOU, MAMA!!!!