Memorial Day Bike Ride

The husband's family has a tradition of riding the trail from Cedar Canyon to the cemetery on Memorial Day. 

We decided to tag along this year.  Plus, we needed to try out our bike trailer again.  Along the bike trail is a couple parks, so we made some stops. 

I really miss the red mountains, I know the husband does too, but luckily, in the last month, we've been able to see the red mountains in Utah and Colorado.  (more to come.)

Poor Aiko was teething, which leads to fevers, which leads to a very sad little girl. 

Aiko's mood didn't really change the whole ride.

This cemetery is pretty old, plus I think my husband's family is related to almost everyone...

Until next time Cedar Mountains. 

Easter blogging, months after April.

It's that time of the year again. 

Easter. 

What? Your Easter doesn't include a brutal easter egg hunt that involves large amounts of ammo, grandkids, great grandkids and usually one or two casualties?  

That's just absurd. 

This is a serious affair.  All the cousins nearby come.

Starting Line. 

Shooting at the kids and pregnant people give you more points and self esteem. 

The eldest of the grandchildren won the illustrious egg, filled with money and more self esteem. 

Checking out our bounty.

There were some of us who lost...by a lot, mainly because eggs were stolen by little children or we didn't understand the riddle. 

My lovely family.

Egg rollin contest.

Seeing who can throw the egg the farthest in the street. 

As always.  Good Times. 

Thanks Auntie Mitsie and Happy Short Retirement!