a walk in the woods

When Kristen made the decision to visit Utah over our Spring Break instead of us visiting Phoenix, (for the sole purpose of visiting her), she had only one request. Oops, I take that back. She made 2 requests, number 2 being Pumpkin Donut Holes. (Which aren't really donut holes, more like mini muffins... but whate'rr.) Oh, and going to Gardner Mill to see the witches aka the Witch Festival. Well, whadaya know? Turns out she had a lot of demands requests, now didn't she? Sheesh Kristen!

Jk. We'd do anything for you! As long as what we're doing includes donut holes, and visiting witches, and her number 1 request, the reason I'm even posting after such a ridiculous amount of time spent silent...,

Kristen's numero uno request was to experience Fall. As in Autumn. As in cooler temps, shorter days, and most importantly, the changing of the leaves. Apparently, AZ doesn't do seasons. Unless HOT, hot enough to bake your donut holes, is a season.

Well, Fall in UT is a glorious thing. Unfortunately though, for Kristen, she missed the annual autumnal prime time by a couple of weeks, but we did find some beautifulness and wondermunt driving up Hobble Creek Canyon. ohmergosh, I'd forgotten how much I love that Canyon. (I've also forgotten my compulsion to use too many adjectives. Usually unimaginitive made up ones. Maybe I should just remain silent.)

There were pumpkin donut holes/mini muffins. We did go to Gardner Mill, a post for another day, AND we ate out at Mi Ranchito, (yet another request made by, you guessed it, KRISTEN. She does know how to make the BEST demands, demands everyone enjoys!! Demand away, girl!)

The Sunday of her visit, after church, we drove down to Hobble Creek, as I heretofore mentioned. I'm so glad I thought of going there as Provo and American Fork Canyon were past their prime. I knew this because we'd driven up there 2 weeks prior, a drive in which we almost died several times. You know it was bad when even Kevin was nervous.

But that was then. And this was then, but a more recent then than then.

Fall leaves ALWAYS make me think of when Kristen was born. Because someone brought me a big bouquet of fall leaves and they were so gorgeous. When I think back I realize whomever gave me the leaves must've brought them about a month after Kristen was born, being that the leaves would not have been changing on Sept 9th. I remember them sitting in a container until they shriveled up and crumbled to pieces. Seems so sad now. Yeah, well, still a fond a memory.

I'm not sure why Kristen is leaning. She seems a little stiff overall actually. Still a cute pic!

NO, Kevin and I did not plan to match each other let alone to match the leaves. One of the few times we have our picture taken together and we just fade into the background. Kismet much?

Love this pic! It's totally rad! 

This one is the raddest!

And so ends the story. The story of Kristen's demands, unintentional matching clothing, the unfortunate demise of a leaf bouquet, and most importantly, the end of the annoying commentary on a fairly ordinary day.

Now, why is it that I stopped blogging?