Fast Times...

After we got back from a week vacation in Lake Powell, "Jenn asked me why is it that after a vacation, you feel like you need another one to recoup?" I, at the time was thinking the same thing. And I concluded, that she felt like that because she didn't sleep much cause of Ava up at night, and she had to get her to sleep so we didn't get kicked off the houseboat. I on the other hand was a little frazzled myself after destroying a brand new BBQ and engulfing it in flames on my night for dinner, catching some form of 'syphil-gonor-lake-rash' from what I believe was from a mud bath I had on the beach, and then giving myself a pretty good sized raspberry by going off the houseboat slide in what many would call un-orthodox fashion. I have never really never considered myself 'accident prone' but we all have our fair share of 'doozies' right? Of course, that's neither here nor there. The trip of course was awesome. Here are some photos, it was a huge blast and good times. And for the entire story board...you know where to go.










Here is Ava on the beach and with Mom.








Ava fish.










First time on the Air-Chair. That thing is pretty awesome!