We have returned! We went. We saw. We visited. (Phoenix having been previously conquered by the United States). We were in Arizona for a little over a week. We spent time in Snowflake and in the Phoenix area. We were able to see everyone we wanted to see (and some we had no desire to see at all; I'm looking your way, town of Taylor). Overall, it was a great trip: I got to go on a ride along with my cop brother Nolan. Long true story short: a wino urinated in the backseat of his cruiser. Fun was had by all. And I mean all. I did a bit of hiking with Shane and Jalan. We watched bowl games at the Dababnehs. And those grandmas got to see that baby.
But enough of me. Enjoy some of the many pictures we took.
On our way out. Kaaryn took the picture of Salem and me. She screamed through the entirety of the plane's descent. (Salem was no joy either).
Grandma! She's like mom, but with patience.
"But I got a baby for Christmas last year."
I had dropped my keys somewhere in Snowflake. Shane thought a high vantage might produce results.
From baldest to most hair: Salem, Rigley, Adilyn, Cierra.
It was great to see all of the guys:
Hoss was there. . .
. . . Nolan was there . . .
. . . Saleem was there . . .
. . . Benny was there . . .
. . . Even little Scotty was there.
You might have noticed everyone in the same outfit. It's not that we were trying to get beat up (that usually finds a way of taking care of itself). We did family pictures with the Palmers one day and with the Brimhalls another day.
Here's one from the Palmers:
. . . One Grecian Urn . . .
Here's one from the Brimhalls:
Now that Kaaryn is a mother, she has assumed the proper role on vacations:
"Thank you. I'll be here all weekend."
I was actually drinking the water.
"So I says to him, I says, breast milk, formula, they're all the same in my diaper."
Getting the plane home. She vomited on us three different times on the plane. She was reaching down deep toward the end. I'm pretty sure some of that stuff was past the point of no return, if you know what I mean. You gotta be pretty sick to vomit something that, seconds ago, was nigh to your sphincter.
Safe at home with Dad and Big 'Mo
