My sister has a boy she is dating.
A really nice one.
(She calls him “the boy” on her blog, so it’s hard to resist referring to him as that as well.)
They made the trek to the desert to visit us so we could get to know him.
And that, I think, was very nice of them. Because I tell you, they sure made things fun around here.
They came for Easter weekend which was probably good since if they ever decide to get hitched it’s good for the boy to have fair warning about how whacky-crazy our family is about traditions.
Claire was over-the-moon that we got to catch a soccer game.
…even though we were a little late and missed the goal she made, darn it!
Lucy is always very enamored by sporting events.
We made a quick stop at the temple that’s under construction close-by on the way back.
Then we went and rented a party boat on the lake.
…except that I think the boat guys sending us off thought it was funny that all we had with us was one bottle of water. I’m sure they have people with all kinds of stuff (food, etc.) they bring aboard. Us? Well, we had an iPod hook-up and had a little dance party. I’ll see if I can upload a video because man alive, Claire was in her element with her dance moves.
And Lu thought it was about the best thing since sliced bread.
These girls got hot enough to jump off at one point.
…and even though they knocked their breath out with that chill…
…they still opted to do it again.
Elle, on the other hand, was just happy to be there.
Our visitors had to leave to meet a friend for lunch and I took the kids on a little hike to see the view while Dave hung out with Lucy.
These smiles are only after I got good and huffy at them for complaining so much that they didn’t want to hike.
Sometimes you have to push a good memory…and it really ended up being a good one.
Then it was down to business to get ready for the next day with our annual egg painting.
We get serious about this stuff.
More on Easter tomorrow, but I’ll just say here and now, we all give my sister’s “boy” a thumbs up.