Dysentery, The Not-So-Common Cold, and Mountains of Laundry

The title about sums up our vacation in St. George. We returned with Aaron still carrying around his illness like a heavy suitcase that he'd love to have left behind. On the drive home, Keelie suddenly had an attack of the crozzles (our word for ... eh hem ... dysentery), probably from drinking from a filthy water fountain we were told contain dead fish, dead birds, and all manner of yard debris. Needless to say, today I am tirelessly trying to climb the giant mountain of laundry left after such a vacation.

All in all, we did have a great time. We visited Red Cliffs Recreation area, part of Zion National Park, the ghost town of Grafton, and the St. George temple grounds. The kids enjoyed looking at rocks, chasing lizards, swimming at the pool, and eating the hotel breakfast. You can tell by the smiles on their faces that the school they were missing and the subsequent homework they would have to make up were the last things on their minds.