Friday, March 19, 2010

Springtime is in the air . . .


Warm sun, blue skies and cool breezes = ROADTRIP Saturday!!!

The outdoors have been calling to us as the weather warms and we become ever more ready for the lazy days of summer. A couple weekends ago, we packed up the kids and headed to Guadalupe River State Park for an afternoon spent soaking in the sun and fishing on the river. On our way there, we found the cutest little General Store on our quest for worms. The Bergheim General Store was established in 1903 and had such a fun oldtime western feel to it. We had fun exploring the store before we continued on to the river.







This was the original cash register when the store opened.




The store was built in connection with the towns old post office. Andreas Engel, the store owner, was also the postmaster back then. His family has kept the store going as part of their pioneer heritage.


Mike has been looking forward to fishing on the river for a while. He and Logan had fun fishing while the girls enjoyed wading in the freezing water and searching for minnows. I was content to relax on the shore with a book in my hand.









Thursday, March 11, 2010

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Snow in Texas??!


What the??! Yes. We had snow in Texas last week! This is pretty much a novelty for us, so when Savannah and I saw big snow flakes floating outside our window, we rushed outside to see the snow. This was pretty much it . . . but it made for an exciting afternoon! : )



Snow in Utah!


Playing in the snow in Utah, on the other hand, is a little bit different. There's lots of it! And it lasts all winter. This is one good reason to live in Texas--visit just long enough to enjoy the snow for a couple weeks, and then head home. We did have a blast sledding and 4-wheeling while we were in Utah.













The best part of sledding was uncle Brandon's Extreme Sled that he rigged up to pull us behind his 4-wheeler. Pulling the kids, Brandon made sure big smiles were on faces as he rounded corners and went easy on the bumps.
Pulling the grown ups . . . was a different story. At one point, I thought Mike and I might die as the sled flipped flying around a sharp corner. A bone-chilling scream filled the air as I landed in a heap in the snow.









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