Beehive Trip

We again got crazy and took our Beehives up to Island Park for the weekend. This time they had to read the Book of Mormon in 4 months. It took a few of them a little longer, but since our trip got delayed so many times, they were all able to finish before we went. We left after school and headed up after a brief stop at Broulim’s.

On the way we got in a huge traffic jam. There had been a wreck and traffic was way backed up while they brought in Life Flight. When we realized we would be there awhile we turned off the pickup. And sure enough our little Duke friend ( who I know I didn’t invite on this little venture) jumped out. He was exploring a little and ran up a few cars. We watched while a little family got out and pet him and loved on him. Then pretty soon they pulled out some food and he was munching away. I don’t know what made him do it, but after he had eaten a little he hightailed it out of there and jumped inside the pickup through one of the open doors(which honestly, he NEVER does). I was just trying to shoo him out when that lady from the car ahead of us came running up. “I am so sorry about that!” she said as she tried to get him to come out of the pickup. It was at this point I realized that lady was trying to dog-nap Duke right in front of our eyes. “Um, he’s our dog…” I started to explain. “Oh!” she said with this shocked look on her face. “He’s just kind of skinny and we pick up dogs all the time! We’ve got like 6 right now that we have picked up from different places.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that maybe she should check out some “Lost Dog” signs and maybe return some of the children’s pets she has probably stolen. Seriously though, there’s a line of at least 50 cars on the road right now. Why would your first thought  be that it’s an abandoned dog? Anyway, after that incident we kept Duke close by by having the girls play fetch with him. They loved it.

When we finally got to the cabin we started cooking up some hamburgers and Kolton made the best ever fries. He should not have showed me that he knows how to do that. Then we played some games late into the night. Signs and the Mafia card game were the favorites. 

We also needed some kind of dessert and had bought ice cream and all sorts of junk to make some milkshakes. However, the blender was nowhere to be found. So Krystal and I decided to be like Cold Stone and just mix up the ice cream and toppings on the counter. We were much more excited about this than the girls, and their excitement faded even more after we made the first one and it was a huge drippy mess. Then they all said they would just put the toppings on their ice cream in their bowls. So, so much for that. It sounded like a lot more fun than it really was. 

When it was time to go to bed I sorely regretted that hamburger as I was sick alllll night long. I’ll spare the details. (It was so good it was almost worth it though.)

The next morning we took it easy, cleaned up, and headed out. The girls were all wore out and we were too. It was a fun little party and we had a blast!