Our family had the greatest (3.5 day) weekend in St. George. No wonder I am in a bad mood today-it is hard to come home to dreary weather when you have been basking in 80 degree temps. We had so many great adventures, the first being Zion's National Park.
Steve was confused by this white line at the top right.
Just to clarify-it is a contrail.
The shuttles were packed, and there was not even standing room, it felt like we were in a New York subway. A cute girl scooted over with her sister, and made room for Maggie on her bench. They were instant friends, and Maggie had not sat down for 2 sec, before the were talking away. It was the cutest thing ever. Sometime during the ride, many people around us heard the following come out of my daughter's mouth, "Does your mom get mad when you say potty words? Mine does." I laughed and laughed. After we got off the bus, the new friend gave Maggie a big hug!
The shuttle rides were definitely a highlight for the kids. While adults were uncomfortable being so crammed, it does not even phase children.
Our first hike was to the emerald pools. The kids were awesome hikers.
We brought the backpack, yet Rachel never even needed it.
The trail under the lower emerald pool is very muddy. Everyone tries to side step it, which is basically impossible. They should all take a lesson from my son Peter, or come to think of it, maybe not. He ran right through the mud and puddles and fell flat on his caboose. 
Good thing there was lots of fresh water to wash Peter off.
We also did the weeping rock hike. Short and sweet views.
My kids have been taking all the dollar gloves and cutting the fingers off. (Notice Peter and Maggie's) They wear them everywhere. It grosses Steve out, especially when the kids are eating. He makes a big fuss until they take them off. I guess there is a "little" gay in all of us.
We ended the trip by driving the tunnel. Flipped a U-turn, and drove through again. Awesome!