Washington Recreation Center

We were supposed to have Father’s Day Flee this week with our friends, the Juliens (we were planning on camping for a couple of nights along with the various lessons and activities.)  But our friend became really sick right before and they backed out at the last minute. So that was disappointing. We decided to bag camping – and the lessons (since we hadn’t prepared them yet) and still go to the Washington Rec Center for the day (which was already on the agenda).  The kids had a ball!  One of the highlights was the giant climbing wall.  Every member of the family tried it (even Jenna) except for Janika (who claims that she is afraid of heights).  

Then we got pizza that night from Dominos, including a gluten free one for me and Jenna.  I hadn't had pizza for a long time and it tasted really good to me!  Jenna loved it too.  Then we had a movie party in the basement.  It was difficult deciding on something that everyone would enjoy, but we have several "Psych" fans in our family and so finally decided on watching "Psych, the Musical."  It was actually pretty good.  The next day Rick brought the four youngest to the Children’s Museum and Splash Pad while I brought Jase and Jared shopping for running shoes and the clothes Jase needed for his job.  

 

 

Wizard of OZ at Tuacahn!!

Tonight we went to see the Wizard of Oz at Tuacahn...

Happy Father's Day!!

Rick had interpreter training workshops this weekend in Salt Lake this weekend, which worked out perfectly for us to go to the annual Westra Father's Day Party!!  Janika had the kids make these cute posters for their Dad and Grandpa and the kids made some cute things for their dad in primary. 

We even got some pictures of the Westra Siblings!! 

I borrowed Jen's Post for this... 

As is Father's Day tradition around here, we went to Scott and Amy's house for the annual Father's Day barbecue. I brought jello cubes and Chex mix ... I ate way too much of the Chex mix. We take the annual Father's Day photo with everyone. We try to get a couple "good" photos, then a "funny face" one ... I guess Jared didn't get the message that this photo wasn't a funny face photo!

I thought it would be good to take a picture with Dad and us six kidlets. I can't remember if we've ever done that. It turned into quite the production, with so many camera's taking pictures, and of course Grayson always makes everyone (especially Derek) laugh. My oldest brother, my youngest brother and my hubby ... I swear it's a competition to see who can have the shortest hair (I think Derek wins, as he actually bics it).

It was a fun day of family, photos, food ... and Fitbits! That's what Mom got Dad for Father's Day. Many in the family have them now (Callahan just got his) and so there was a lot of Fitbit talk as well.

Gray posted a sweet tribute to Dad on Facebook ... this is what he said:

My father-in-law’s name is Lamar but I’ve only always known him as dad. Here are a few random recollections:

• In the 90’s he would obtain a yearly “rock permit” allowing him to bring rock down from Big Cottonwood Canyon. Each year, armed with a wheelbarrow, shovel and a truck we would haul load after load down to the house. Those rocks now adorn and comprise the sandbox, the cellar, walkways and, of course, the fountain and pond. He gives new meaning to “the wise man built his house upon a rock” or perhaps “this wise man built the rocks around his house."

• I’ve never met anyone as passionate about and committed to compost. Whether it is the Cool Whip container next to the kitchen sink or the 4’ deep pit in the yard, organic material and scrap does not go wasted in this household. I see now where Jen gets her aversion to waste.

• Dad (and mom) will be my lifelong excuse for NOT doing genealogical work. There doesn’t seem to be an aspect of genealogy and the technologies available that dad isn’t conversant in. I remember getting my first iPad years ago and he and I had a discussion about the iPad, centered around its suitability (or lack thereof) for use in family history work. I must confess that his sometimes passionate and highly detailed explanations on the ins and outs of family history work may be lost on me. I have not been a quick study. 

• I’ve heard him speak over and over again, in glowing terms about the doings and accomplishments of his grandchildren. He seems to be one of their biggest fans. He is quiet, and gentle and giving…and I am a better person for having known him. 

Dad, thanks for all…I hope it’s a good day.