Lake Powell

Lucky me, got to spend two weeks at Lake Powell this month.  One was with the young men and young women in my ward for Youth Conference.  We had a crazy, fantastic trip and I wish I took pictures so you could see our humongous houseboat and the wild things that went on.  But I didn't, so here are a lot of pictures of the family trip to Good Hope Bay:

One of my favorite things was canoeing around the bay.  

S'mores on the beach.

Uncle Spence, also known as "Diaper-man" was a big hit with the kids.

This is Uncle Rich.  No, wait - it's Charlie.  Can't tell them apart these days.

Tough butterfly tattoos.

Go Jess!

The family that swims together ... has a lot of fun.
The tide at Lake Powell made the waves just right for surfing.

Good thing there was a poop dock near by, for Bryce's sake.

Here we are.  Best family in the universe.

My outfit of choice, a onesie for adults.

Never caught anything.  Fish must not like gummy bears.

Natalie cut Bryce's hair into a mohawk.  Tattoos ... mohawks ... what comes over us at Lake Powell?

Charlie loved it, Andy hated it.

My hard-working, sweaty, sexy stud of a husband.  Love that farmer tan.

The boys labored in the hot sun to build us a nice walkway to the beach.

We had silky smooth water practically the whole time!  That's never happened before.

A romantic sunset canoe ride.

This cutie is obsessed with Star Wars.  The only way we could get him to waterski was to tell him it is just like pod racing. 

Dear Lake Powell, I love you!  Be back soon!