We all slept atop the houseboat and the first night was absolutley spectacular...no clouds, and no moon. The stars sprinkled the skies like fairy dust as the Milky Way arched across the universe. This was the night one hopes for but doesn't often get, a perfect sky for star gazing. Mason counted 20 shooting stars...may have been a slight exaggeration!!! Unforgettable!
Michael and Dad, Bill....who looks pretty handsome for a senior citizen, don't you think? Roles have changed as the "in charge" baton has passed on to the next generation. It is much less work for both of us now as the boys drive their own boats and the women share the meal preparation. Growing "older" is not all bad!
I don't even know what this "toy" is called, but I should have tried it. It looks about my speed, especially if I had ridden with this group!
This is NUTS, right?! A tradition with our boys is to find out the schedule of the tour boats that cruise up and down the channel a few times a day. The tour boats make a nice big wake which if timed just right... results in THIS! The landing is as important as the launch...has to be hit just right or I think the water bike would crack in two! Like I said....NUTS! Michael forgot to wear his swim shirt and blistered his white shoulders...I hope it was worth it! It did make a great picture!
Steph took a picture of me and Zach on the beach that I don't have a copy of yet, but it was the cutest moment. I kneeled down to be eye to eye with Zach saying that it won't be a very cute picture with my Lake Powell hair and no makeup. Sweet Zach looked over my face and said, "Gramma, you're cute, you have cute hair, (he continued to look over my face), and cute eyebrows, and shiny teeth." I melted. He is such a sweet boy...and I will never look at my eyebrows in the same way again!
This looks like Adam and Ryan. Big Boys having fun!
Cliff jumping is a tradition at Lake Powell, and even I LOVE jumping off the cliffs! I was grateful that the daddies didn't try to outdo each other and were sensible and more cautious ...maybe a symptom of fatherhood. In years past, there was no cliff too high! I guess it will be the grandsons to worry about next!
Mindy put together a very fun "devotional" one night..a spiritual thought and then several wonderful...don't know what to call them...catchy rap songs that we "tossed" to each other and boogied the night away! It was a special night and I appreciate her efforts to do that. She brought floss for friendship braclets and a bottle cap necklace craft. Julie brought beads to make Geckos for a humanitarian project for our soldiers to give to the children in Afghanistan...love the idea of doing a service project at family reunions. Great idea, Julie!
This looks like Adam and Ryan. Big Boys having fun!
Cliff jumping is a tradition at Lake Powell, and even I LOVE jumping off the cliffs! I was grateful that the daddies didn't try to outdo each other and were sensible and more cautious ...maybe a symptom of fatherhood. In years past, there was no cliff too high! I guess it will be the grandsons to worry about next!
Mindy put together a very fun "devotional" one night..a spiritual thought and then several wonderful...don't know what to call them...catchy rap songs that we "tossed" to each other and boogied the night away! It was a special night and I appreciate her efforts to do that. She brought floss for friendship braclets and a bottle cap necklace craft. Julie brought beads to make Geckos for a humanitarian project for our soldiers to give to the children in Afghanistan...love the idea of doing a service project at family reunions. Great idea, Julie!
In the houseboat we also played Uno, Spot It, Blink....a box full of games...but mostly, Lake Powell is all about the water and having fun with family and cousins! I love these kids, big and small, more than all the stars in a Lake Powell sky!!!!!

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