After our trip to Utah went bust, we spent a couple of days at home while Joey recuperated. Then we felt so bad about our kids missing out on their only summer vacation, we called up Fairmont Hot Springs to see if they had room for 7 slightly strange people. Luckily, they did, and off we went.
We went exploring as soon as we got there. We found a nice golf course, a mini-golf course, some barnyard animals, and a playground.
Oh, and a Totem Pole that reached to the sky. It was huge, but I called Grace over to stand by it (she didn't want to, because it was weird, but she finally relented), just to show how big it was.
Joey likes to pretend he's a Ninja Warrior (thanks, Ben, for introducing them to that show). He's really good at it, and he even does it on the school playground now (even though we don't tell anybody that's what he's actually doing).
There was this old-timey slide at the playground. Actually, there were two, but one of them was really long. Matt was the first one down, and he landed in a heap at the bottom. I'm surprised his butt didn't catch on fire -- he was going so fast! He was a little shocked when he got to the bottom. I don't think he even knew what happened.
But, just like the lunatic that he is, he climbed right back up there. I was relieved to see a look of contemplation on his face, though. He thought for about 3.2 seconds about whether or not he should try it again.
And then he did. And again, he shot like a rocket right to the dirt at the end of the slide.
And that was the last time he did that.
The very next thing he did was waddle over to the next slide, which was about half the size of the first. This one had much better results.
And Joey was still being a Ninja.
Grace, who didn't see Matt's first attempt at this slide, got to the top of the big slide, and took a few minutes to build her courage to go all the way to the bottom. She also hit the dirt like a rocket.
And back to our Ninja:
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Before we hit the pools, we decided that a game of mini golf was in order. It was super windy, but fortunately that is not a problem in mini golf.
Grace studying Joey's approach:
Grace not being affected by the breeze:
Grace cutting in line because everybody else was going to slow:
Joey, looking very bored (but still cool):
Grace working really hard to get that ball (she always quit counting after about 5 shots)
Matt (who didn't actually play) messing with all the stations:
Every game means war for Ben:
After golf, we all dressed out to go to the pools. They have 1 slide there, and I think our kids went down it about 100 times. We even went back in the morning (because we had to work off our late night root beer float run) and swam again before we packed it all back up and headed home.
We also grabbed a few bags of farm animal food, and went to say goodbye to our new little friends. The black goat, by the way, was a total meanie. We didn't like him very much, because he kept eating all the food and biting the nice little white mommy pygmy goat.
Oh, I forgot -- we also found a super cool fountain.
AND... we even managed to get a nice family photo (minus the photographer, of course)
