A couple weeks ago we decided to escape the Vegas heat and drive up to Mt. Charleston for a little picnic and hike. We had so much fun. You could tell the kids have been stuck in the house for the last month with nowhere to burn off all that energy. They just ran around in circles and played in the dirt the entire time we were there. I don't think either one of them stopped to rest until we loaded them up in the car to drive home. They both fell asleep within minutes of getting into the car. It was so fun to be exploring and playing in the mountains. I think that is the biggest thing Chris and I miss about Utah. It is amazing that driving for less than an hour and it's at least 20 degrees cooler. Which makes a huge difference when it's 110 outside. Mason was so funny while we were there he kept telling us how much he loved being at "tallest mountain" . I guess that is what he thought it was called. It sounds a little like something off of Dora or Diego. Maybe that is what happens when you live in Vegas that any mountain seems like a huge mountain. Since that Saturday he keeps asking us when we are going back to tallest mountain. Hopefully we can go back soon.
