We try not to have Brad nap on Sunday's since his usual nap time is during church and if he naps after church he won't go to bed. You can see here how well that worked out.
Aren't they cute?
When we got out at the first rest area on the island we walked a little ways off and suddenly a flock of seagulls swooped in to get some potato chips someone else had dropped off. They totally cut off our way back and for those of you who understand how much I love birds you'll understand how happy I was to have to walk through this to get back to the car. Ugh.
My buff guys. Next time you see Brad ask him about getting your tickets to the Gun Show.
I took this picture because I was struck by just how close to the mountains Salt Lake is. It really doesn't get any closer than that.
There are several bison on the island and even though the ranch was closed (a fact we didn't discover until we had made the 7 mile drive down the island to find it) we did see some bison roaming around.
Brad is prepared in case they decide to stampede.
She's just happy to be along for the ride.
Brad's favorite part was when we walked down a piece of land jutting out into the lake to throw rocks.
I can't remember whether throwing the big rock was Joe's idea or Brad's.
Either way it made a really big splash.