Every Fall poor Ron is always so busy at work. I try to keep the kids busy during October Break but this year we thought it would be fun to brave a trip to Utah with out Ron. Leslie was gracious enough to take us in and my kids were in heaven at their home hanging with cousins and constantly playing. Leslie's kids were still in school so we kept busy during the day going to temple square with Uncle Allen, visiting and touring the Conference center, Joseph Smith Memorial, temple baptisms, a live session for me at the Salt Lake Temple and visiting some relatives. Our original plan was to leave Wednesday and drive to North Salt Lake stay for a few days then head home. My friend Erin was planning on visiting her parents in Spring City the same week and offered for us to stop and hang with them for a day before finishing our drive to the Miller home. On the drive to Spring City we stopped in Richfield, UT for dinner at Arby's. We got out of the car stretched ate inside the small restaurant and got back in the car and headed for Springfield. We arrived at the Hawker home (in the middle of nowhere) after dark and headed inside to set up beds and rest. We had a lot of fun staying with "Uncle Bart" and "Aunt Debbie" as long time family friends I grew up thinking they were our real Aunt and Uncle. We went on a beautiful hike with them, hung out at a pond near their property and did some quad riding (Mason LOVED that). As we packed up the next day after all the fun I started to look for my purse and wallet. I thought I had just left it in the car from the night before. As I realized I didn't have it I started to panic. I called the Arby's in Richfield and miraculously they still had it. We were a little disappointed to have to back track an hour to get my purse but so grateful that it had not been stolen or really lost.
We lived the "Miller" life. Freezing cold football games, endless card games and snuggles on the couch.
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