We debated whether or not to go anywhere for Spring Break…. There is so much wonderful stuff to do here in Southern Utah and the weather is absolutely perfect . We eventually decided to split the difference. Half here, half gone… The first day we headed out to Snow Canyon. I grew up in the Middle East and I am no stranger to sand dunes. I’ve told my kids stories of sledding down the sand dunes instead of snow and they were enthralled. So we busted out the sleds on our little outing. We found the steepest dune we could, sat in the sleds… and didn’t move. Sorry guys sand dunes in St. George just aren’t quite the same as the Sahara Desert. Josh tried a running jump (pictured above) at least he was still smiling after that belly flop. We tried pushing each other down which worked OK but was kind of anti-climatic. Eventually the kids wandered off into the far reaches of the dunes and discovered that if you stand on the sled it actually works. I was back chatting with my friends so I missed this and can’t verify it. But the fact that they were gone a really long time pleads their case. Those sweet big boys were even nice enough to let Max tag along. I saw him wandering back about 20 minutes later shirtless and looking stressed…. the big boys hadn’t noticed when Max got bored and decided to walk back to me… but at least they brought his shirt back when they finally made their own way home.
It is just incredibly gorgeous there. After a hectic post day light savings morning trying to get out of the house, a sweet peace filtered into me as I sat surrounded by that red majesty.
Much more fun than sand sledding is jumping off of dunes (it kind of feels like you’re flying).
Digging holes is also awesome. I can’t decide why they are segregated. All day long the boys dug a hole and the girls dug a hole, there was no working together. There was teasing and tormenting, but little cooperation….