The girls and I hopped on a plane to Poky (well SLC) to visit Grandma Lou. Dad had to fend for himself all week, although I don't think he minded having to fill his extra time with golfing, biking, and fishing. Here are some of the highlights:
Lots of hugs and cuddles

My mom had tons of apples from her tree so Ry helped peel and core them, then we dried them (so good).

In Ry's two and a half years of life she has never tasted
ice cream (which is a favorite of mine, so naturally I feel she is missing out big time) so we found some sorbet she could eat and pretty soon she was requesting it for breakfast.

Thanks for letting us hang out with you Grandma Lou, and thanks dad for letting us go.