Getting to Lake Powell with a broken toe and an ugly "walking boot" was a little more complicated than normal, so with a couple of days delay and a little extra help from the kids and Andrew, we finally pulled everything together and squeezed ourselves into the car....
I have to say that having a broken toe has its advantages....such as being waited on hand and foot by the family....ok that didn't quite happen....but I did get to do a lot of this....
and I never got thrown into the lake or spun off the back of a jet ski....so all a plus really:)
What a fun filled week....we met up with a whole houseboat full of friends from home the first day and the kids got to have some crazy fun together....
they were the in-house entertainment for us all:)
Merlin is ever so slightly obsessed with sticking his tongue out for every photo....
and they have definitely been married too long as Shannon is adopting his pose of choice too:)
But it must have been a lucky rock as the caught, gutted, cooked and then ate (and enjoyed eating) the fish....
As we were sitting round the fire on the beach one night....
eating s'mores....
and generally enjoying ourselves,...Abbie ran back to the boat to grab something and a mouse ran across the back of the boat....after a little screaming and mouse chasing (to no avail) the boys came up with numerous mouse trap plans....this was the most elaborate...
Andrew should have made the bet with him.....the kids were all disappointed that none of the various contraptions worked.....I was kinda relieved....what exactly was I supposed to do with a bucketful of live mice anyway??
I'll leave you with a little bit of "this" and "that".....
Come back for more crazy adventures:)