Andrew and I were just taking a walk and happened by it.
LITTLE CONTEST:
Look familiar? 100 points for the first person who can guess correctly which downtown store has this graffiti on the side wall.
That is me looking down over the white water. Mist from the falls made for a fuzzy picture.
A favorite memory with my Dad:
I was so excited to go to this Daddy-Daughter Country Western Dance. As we were leaving at the end of the night, I begged Dad to keep dancing the new steps I had learned even after we were in the dark parking lot.
No Further Comment.
Becca, Aurora, Dad, and Me
He totally made these himself ...along with a wooden car mat pieced together to make either a painted city or a green countryside depending on which side we chose. This came with painted wooden block buildings too. SO COOL. As kids, Becca and I had all of these wooden people carefully named, divided into families, and imagined personalities developed for each.
I'd have to agree with Aria on this one: Thumbs up for Dad. He's alright.
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ANDREW'S DAD
Hey DAD! I just wanted to wish you a Happy Father's day, I tell you how much you mean to me...In my Eagle Court Interview, they asked me who my heros were and my reply was, "my dad." I attribute all that I am and love to you (and mom of course).
My love for the outdoors came from DAD! Hunting, fishing, camping, water sports...I just loved being with him!
and because of Dad, I never want to grow a mustache...
Besides Bishopric and High Council, I can't think a single calling dad had outside of scouting! It was always fun to have him around.
Dad NEVER missed a single wrestling match...He would spent the whole day at the tournament; updating his bracket every hour. Even with all the noise of cheering fans and yelling coaches, He was the only voice I heard.
...There was a bit of a delay. Not far from home, there was a torrential downpour that forced us to take cover until the rain slowed. 
During our wait, I decided to make the most of my time and the beautiful tree we were stranded under to take a few pictures. I laughed at Andrew looking like some creepy, hooded stalker in the background of this photo. (Check out my other blog for a few of the pretty shots!)
It eventually slowed to sprinkles and we were off on our bikes to explore more of our little town. We always seem to find some new, pretty spot we never knew about nestled in the trees or hidden on a maze of dirt paths. This footbridge is our latest discovery.
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Back at camp, there were some enthusiastic paintball games. The very last round, there was a free-for-all, and Andrew was the last man standing! You better believe it. Andrew's a stud.
. That's what we call these. We didn't plant them ,and we've never seen anything like 'em. But every springtime, just as the tulips lose their petals, these pop up in front our home attracting every bee in Southeast Idaho. They remind me of Dr. Seuss for some reason.
Go check it out!
We spent hours on the set and so I want to show it off. There were students assigned to the set crew who did most of the painting and props. Above, is Yuuki's hut. Andrew was kind enough to use his skills and fashion a sturdy roof for it. 
Our tree made out of cardboard boxes and butcher paper. The kids each made a Japanese lantern that was used somewhere on the set. 
I love how the backdrop turned out. I drew it out in pencil, the set crew painted it, and then I outlined it in black to help it POP.
At one point in the play, Yuuki takes a torch from the fire pit in order to set fire to the village...in order to save everyone from the tsunami!
When Yuuki sets fire to this rice stack, a student who is sitting inside it sticks her arms out through holes in the side and waves around orange and yellow tissue paper. Someone inside the hut does the same thing...waving the tissue paper out the side windows. It looks SO frickin' cute.
Because Yuuki sets fire to the village, everyone runs up to the mountains (a.k.a. standing on the table behind these cardboard peaks) and is saved from the approaching tsunami. .
Can you see the two students under the blue sheets to the left? When the tsunami comes through and destroys the village, they stand up and run around the stage with the sheets held high over their head and trailing behind them. This is accompanied by a tsunami sound played loud over the speakers... compliments of a special sound effects CD. Same goes for the sounds of fire crackling, calm ocean waves, and Japanese festival music. If I do say so myself, this play turned out awesome! I was so proud of them.
Uncle Rob drove while he and Grandpa Brown spent the entire 10 hours that we were on the road heatedly debating business and politics. My cousin Janaya read her books while Aunt Joy (the only person I know with the ability to whip up 3-course meals in a swaying 15 passenger van) laughed at all of Andrew's jokes.
The van's A/C was also a little sketchy, so the rest of us stewed on the back benches. 
My cousin Davin beautifully displays the general mood of the van:
This is my miserable self. Wouldn't you know it...I woke up the morning that we left with a fever and sore throat.
Despite it all, whether you believe me or not, we really did have a good time.
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Once we arrived, I met up with people like mi madre and the lil' sis. They drove all the way up from A-Z.
Cousin Tikla:
My mom and my husband's handsome GQ pose.
The happy climax was seeing my sweet, David friend again. Here I am with David and Heather after his Homecoming talk. I loved living with these two cousins while I attended Dixie College. Good times.
