I love St. George

One of my favorite places to go is St. George. It is far enough away that you feel like you are on vacation, yet close enough you can decide to go hours in advance. A couple of weeks ago my whole family went down for conference weekend, except John who was home adopting his baby. It was hard to be so far away while he was going through that, but no one in the family could be at the hospital until the birth mom went home. Although we wish John and his family would have been there, we did have a great time. We played golf at a golf course that hasn't even opened yet so we had the whole thing to ourselves. We sat by the pool. Ate at great restaurants. Brady and Andrew played a little, no, a lot of tennis, and we just hung out at the condo with the fam. We had a grand old time.

Warren had his first experience in the pool. We tried it last time we were down there, but the water was a little cold.

Andrew prayed hard that his ball would make it over this little valley. We will pretend one out of the three did. Actually, Troy was the only one in the group to do it. Tough hole.

Nice form Hess!!