I’m way behind in posting, so maybe I’ll just let the pictures tell the story. I spent a week in Ferron, UT which is 30 minutes pastÂ the middle of no where according to my hubby.Â My parents moved there from the fast- paced lifestyle of Vegas about 2 years ago.Â Well it’s always fun to let the kiddos be spoiled by grandparents, but not so fun to realize that you are, despite what you think, slowly starting to act like your mother at times- aughhh!!Â Another point for hubby’s team (you were right dear!)
Well one of our traditions is to go decorate graves on Memorial Day.Â My grandma (whom I was named after) and grandpa are really the only ones who get flowers, flags, and pinwheels, but this year we at least drove through some other cemeteries.Â See, when my grandma was alive she would take us to all the cemeteries each year and tell us who was where and how they were related.Â Well, the info didn’t quite stick, but the cemeteries did!! We even asked an aunt this year who were the people buried in the cemeteries we remembered going to.Â Luckily she knew.Â
Memorial Day is my fave. holiday for some strange reason.Â I really don’t know why I get so excited to put flowers and decorations on graves, but there’s something sweet and reverent and exciting about doing so.Â Mikey just enjoyed all the flags and finally getting out of the car to move around.Â He did pretty well!
Am I the only one who doesn’t care for BBQs, swimming pools, and watermelon on Memorial Day, but rather a long ride to the country cemetery to put fake flowers on dead people’s graves?Â I think I am a little odd for this one.