We've officially been in Idaho for a year now. Somehow, it just didn't seem like home until Nana and Papa moved back to Malad last month. The kids just can't get enough Nana and Papa time. And Kolby and I are happy to let them go for a visit and get a few, long-overdue naps in.
Last weekend, we met in the middle and enjoyed a relaxing afternoon at Lava Hot Springs. It was nice and cool outside - that's the best way to enjoy the springs.
Papa took a few laps with kids on his back . . .
and he taught Klive a few swimming strokes.
We made sure to slather Kolby with sunscreen. Poor guy, he spends 5 minutes in the sun and turns into a tomato. Truth be told, he's developed vampire skin from spending nearly every waking minute at the hospital. We've been told that second year of residency will be a bit easier. We have our fingers and toes crossed for that.
It just feels good to have the folks home. Now, if only we could kidnap the rest of the Ivies from Oklahoma . . .
We'd been to Lava several times, but never really explored the town. Until now. We visited every shop, ate at a cute little joint, stopped for ice cream, and dove into a museum when it started to rain. Papa bought Klive this manly cowboy hat. It was just too cute to resist. Sorry Tish, we tried to talk Nana into buying a t-shirt for the new little chick that said, "Boob: it's what's for dinner." She just wouldn't go for such crudeness.
The girls picked up some authentic pioneer bonnets. A day of fun and these kids were spent. Nothing like a quiet ride home with these ice cream mustaches!