A couple of weeks after Alba was born, we went down to St. George and spent some time with my family. Kadin and Kylie were graduating from high school so it called for a celebration including ceremonies, food, and sky diving.
Confession: I went to Seminary Graduation but fed Alba for a chunk of it and straight up skipped the high school graduation and watched it on YouTube instead. Greatest way to watch a graduation if you ask me! But because of that, I didn't take a single picture of the graduates. So instead here's a cute picture of Ian with Kadin's cap eating watermelon and we will skip to the fun of skydiving.
The skydiving tradition started when I turned 18 and my dad and I went skydiving. He then took Brad when he turned 18, and now that Kadin and Kylie turned 18 it was their turn. The offer was extended to any of us who wanted to go so Taryn and Jesse jumped on board and decided to join in the adventure.
I might be crazy, but I took the boys and our brand new baby to watch my husband skydive.
I'm grateful he didn't leave me a widow and he had fun while he was at it!
The boys even got to sit in the airplane for a minute. They were in heaven.
We kissed our daddy and wished him good luck!
While we waited for all the skydivers, my dad and grandpa took the boys on four wheeler rides. They were big fans.
They all survived and had a great time.
And that was just the beginning of our somewhat never ending trip!
