I forgot my camera, so the only pictures from the trip are on my cell phone. We visited my grandparents in Monticello, spent a week in Park City with my family, and spent a nice (partial) weekend in Paradise with Tyson's family. My dad also treated us to a fun day at Liberty Park, where the boys got to ride the little rides, feed ducks, and play at the playground, and we all enjoyed a nice lunch. I got to see my Short Girl Posse for a few hours at Emily's house, but I did not get to see any other friends. Boo!
Back to real life now. This morning I have been unpacking and sorting clothes the boys and I are growing into/out of. Such a fun chore! I have about 15 loads of laundry ahead of me and the house needs a thorough cleaning. Yippee.
It is great to be back home to Tyson. We all missed him a lot while we were gone. However, I find myself feeling not just homesick for friends and family (like I have been ever since we moved), but actually homesick for Utah or maybe just the western/mountain states in general. I miss the mountains and the open space and the friendly people and the low prices and the dry air, etc. Hopefully this homesickness will wear off as I get back into the swing of things here in Pennsylvania and as I make it a point to enjoy all the things out here that Utah *doesn't* offer -- proximity to the ocean, big cities, historical sites, cheesesteaks, etc.
I must say it's a shame that Utah is not pictured. It was as green and beautiful as I have ever seen it. I swear to you that the Mt. Sterling/Wellsville area of Cache Valley could have been Ireland! Even though it snowed on us several days in Park City, it was gorgeous there, too. I got to see flowering trees in Logan, officially making this the longest spring I have ever experienced. Trees were just starting to bloom in Williamsburg, VA when we were there in early March. Soon after I saw spring again in Washington D.C., then it came to Doylestown, and now I got to see it in Utah as well, three months after my first glimpse. I'll try to let the memories of a long and beautiful spring tide me over through what is looking to be a hot and humid summer. I think it's supposed to be 98 degrees here tomorrow, which I promise feels a lot hotter than it sounds! Wish me luck!