Memorial Day weekend

We had a lovely Memorial Day weekend.

Tyler works 4 day weeks (government intern) so we had a 4 day weekend together!

On Friday we tackled the basement/storage area. It had cobwebs and dust galore, both of which, in large quantities, creep me out. We organized our storage boxes and Tyler started his "mancave." Then I was able to shop at Joann's to gather materials for these marshmallow pops and stopped by to see my cousin Stephanie's newish miracle baby. So all in all it was a productive day.

Oh, and I almost forgot. We made the pioneer woman's turkey pot pie with leftover rotisserie chicken.


And it...was...the....best...chicken pot pie....ever! Mainly because it calls for cream and a splash of wine, both of which we had. Don't worry.....we use the wine only for culinary purposes. Oh, and for breakfast we had this. Can you tell I'm hungry?

On Saturday we were off to finishing the storage half of the basement. Then off to cleaning the upstairs for a BBQ with our friends Dave and Georgia and their 5 kids. The weather was nice enough to eat and play outside. And of course, I had to photograph the food.

I put a tutorial for the marshmallow pops on my shop's blog. These were a big hit with the kids.


I looked forward to making and eating these ice cream sandwiches all week!



Okay, I better make this quick....I have needy kids in the background.....

Monday we had a Memorial service at the East Lawn Cemetery in Provo with my mom's family. It was nice to remember those who have passed on before me. My favorite part was when the young grandkids sang "I am a Child of God." Then afterward we enjoyed a delicious and chaotic brunch at my Uncle Abe and Aunt Gretchen's beautiful home.



Then we hiked up Rock Canyon. We wanted to hike up to the "Y" but my dad suggested we do Rock Canyon because it would be easier for the kids. I am glad we took his suggestion. We started up the trail to Rock Canyon and at exactly 4 minutes out, both of our kids asked when it was going to be over. Go figure. We kept them on the trail for one hour though. Pictured are my nieces Olivia and Anna, my dad, and my little brother Levi.

See the picture of Jocelyn crying? That was about the 12th time she broke down in tears over something small that day. We have a drama girl on our hands. Joy.