The Bradshaw Clan in Park City

Two weeks ago, the entire Bradshaw clan descended upon Park City to wreak its own special brand of havoc on the land. All seven Bradshaw boys, spouses, a gaggle of nine little children, two grandparents, a granduncle and the occasional visitor filled a cabin for a week of crazy.

Andy and I drove to Utah with Carter, the best road-tripping toddler on the planet. We stopped in Tahoe to visit with dear friends who were serendipitously in town from Oregon. We braved a night at Circus Circus in Reno to break up the drive.

The week in Utah is a blur of binge-watching Olympics, hot tubbing with kids, cooking, eating, visiting friends, playing in the reservoir, eating Cafe Rio, BBQ-ing in the rain and hanging with family.

And of course, the requisite Bradshaw Boy awkward family photos:

Kauai Round One

After I recovered from E. Coli poisoning, my family’s Kauai vacation was filled, in this order, with baby’s continued cold and borderline fever, mom and brother’s food poisoning, rain, rain, brother’s cold and fever on one day of sun, rain, rain and more rain. And hot tubbing. Every single day.

And the best part is, it was a wonderful, lovely vacation!

Ahhhhh, this is the life.

I’ve known for a long time that sometimes, Heavenly Father takes me out with sickness to make me lay down and rest. Basically, I don’t know how to do this, even when I want to. This time, I think he took out my whole family to make us all sit around together doing nothing but eat, talk and sleep. Even the internet and our phones didn’t work from the hotel.

We made it to the beach once, splashed in the pool a couple times and ate a lot of hotel food. Dave and I sat in the hot tub everyday. We talked and talked and talked. It was beautiful.

Kauai round two with Andy to come in January! My cup runneth over.