Lake Girl

I took Annie to Lake Powell last weekend and she loved it. We went on a couple boat rides
and watched Mormon conference on satellite. I even got all my grading done... finally.



I climbed the sand hill only to discover just how many extra pounds and ounces I seem to be storing under my epidermis. I swear my body thinks I'm going to need it all for a coming famine or something. It's like asking a well working chipmunk to give up his stash of acorns just before winter. Annie was waiting with a dinner order when I finally made it back down.


I kept Annie in her pram on the boat and it worked wonders for shade. She loves kicking the cover when the boat is going. She also loves trying to fit both of her fists into her mouth at once. I think she truly believes that any time now she will successful complete the task.





It was shaded enough at dusk in Antelope Canyon to take Annie out for her first real look at the lake. Naturally, she loved it. I think she is planning her skiing debut for next summer.


In the nick -and I mean not a moment too soon- we got the boat loaded before a huge storm rolled in. Did I say "we"....? I mean Mom and Meg. I hung out with Annie on the dock.

Last Night:

Annie thought she'd sport her Brazil-wear for Q.

I picked this up while we were in Brazil over Christmas.
Some friends of Quinn's sent Annie the Brazil booties all the way from
the outer-most-outers in his Porto Alegre mission area.

Bunny feet. Love it.