When we were in St. George to help take care of my Grandpa Lang before he passed away, we also had the opportunity to see a few good friends.
Who says splash pads are for kids?
They always have so much fun...and it's probably good that I'm not with them because it's not until afterwards that I find out some of the crazy stuff they did. (ie: climb on top of Grandpa's motor home or have lots of cheetos and sprite). It's all good though because it gave Emily and me a chance for a fabulous Girls Night Out. ;) What a win-win, right?