Spring in Utah

Spring in Utah is always a roller coaster, with one day in the seventies and the next snowy and cold.  I always remind myself that we get at least one big dump of snow on the blooming tulips.  That's what we are getting this weekend.  It was another morning of sledding with Miles at the school down the road.  Sledding always makes me think of my Dad.  He would get home from a long day at the mill, then drag all 5 kids to the sledding hill.  I think it's a challenge trying to outfit one child in winter play clothes, so I can't imagine the time and energy spent getting us all out the door.  To this day I love sledding and I still squeal every single time I jump on the sled and cruise down the hill.  Thanks Dad!

April 3