moab

Spring break camping in Moab with Grandpa Chynoweth. The boys love Grandpas 4-wheeler.

Hiking to the Delicate Arch. Seeing the boys holding hands is not something we see often.

Grandpa is patiently guiding Miles up the mountain while Gavin needed a break!

Everyone took their turn with Miles but he made the hike on his own two feet.

The boys had to hug near the mountain.....safety first.

Finally the amazing view of the arch.Love these boys!

This is a little arch with a view still of Delicate Arch.

Then, off to Sand Dune Arch.

The kids had a blast at this one, playing in the sand.

My loves checking out Indian Petroglyphs

We enjoyed some shopping and a nice dinner in town. Then back to camp to play.

Sam and I were going for a ride but Miles wanted a quick ride that resulted in rolling the machine backwards a full 360 degrees onto us. Miles had his helmet shatter, I was dripping blood everywhere, Sam got knocked out for a little minute and my panic set in. Grandpa, Caden and Gavin could hear Miles cry from camp. After moments we gathered our stuff and rode back to camp. Luckily Grandpa could just stay with older two and we went straight to the awesome Moab hospital.

They put Collar on so he could get the catscan, which came out clean. What a huge relief.

This is my head, thanks to my Oakley glasses after it was mostly cleaned.

One wound super glued, the other 7 stitches by an 80 year old and his high school assistant.

After hours spent there, we went back to sleep one more night.

Pre-black eyes.

Re-visiting the roll zone to figure things out.

Camp trailer in the near distance from the sight. The trip was cut short, but before we came home everyone went on a long bike ride (except Miles and I). Followed by fun times at the giant sand hill.