St. George Trip-Final Day

The sleeping arrangements last night had me with Pacie. At some point in time in the night, somebody swapped out Pacie for a small nuclear power plant that looked exactly like her. She was very warm and insisted on snuggling right up against me. I finally got out of bed with the intention of sliding back over to her own side of the bed. That's when she saw the chink in my armour and went for the kill. In the dark at 4 a.m., she says, "Dad, you're my best friend in the whole wide world." I'll be darned if that didn't turn me into a ball of mush. I quickly crawled back into bed and snuggled with her for the rest of the night...nuclear heat and all.

We went swimming again this morning before checking out of the hotel, and then met up with both sets of Brandi's aunt/uncle who live in St. George, and had breakfast.

Following breakfast, the geology nerd inside me got the best of me. Brandi's uncle told me about an area where he has collect petrified wood. Well...I've always been a bit of a closet-rockhound, so I asked him if he'd take me hunting some petrified wood. So, he, Gavin and I headed out there and hit the motherload. I could not believe how much petrified wood there was in this area. There were even areas along cliffs where you could see the petrified trees imbedded in the rock. It was really cool. Gavin had a blast and he keeps talking all about the pieces he collected, and he's planning on taking some for show-and-tell to preschool next week. We collected a bunch of it and I'm going to decorate some of our flower beds with them.

While we were out feeling manly gathering rocks in lieu of something useful, the girls went shopping and got their nails done. Pacie thought she was pretty special and couldn't wait to show me her toe nails.

We grabbed dinner on our way out of town, hit the freeway, and were home in about 2 1/2 hours. We had such a great time on our trip and we're sad that it's over. It's something we're definitely going to have to do again in the near future.