Tippett's Family Reunion

Let the good times roll!  The Tippetts gathered for their second family reunion at Bear Lake the first week of July.  This time we had all of the Sork family along.  It was great fun.  

Before we hit Bear Lake we spent a few days in Malad with some of our favorite people:  G&G Bowen and Marv and Dianne.

We didn’t do a whole lot with the entire family,  I guess that was just due to lack of planning and the age difference between my kids and the cousins, but it was nice to spend some time playing together and going on family excursions.  

On the down time we:   played games with the aunts and uncles...

...watched movies and did crafts with the cousins...

...ate a bunch of good food and just relaxed.

A favorite activity of the boys at Bear Lake is four-wheeling.  

My cousin Marc brought up his family and four wheelers and off into the hills we went on many adventures.  We ate a lot of dust, but we were able to dish it out too.  Leslie is a maniac!

Just the Girls

We also were able to go to the Minnetonka Cave.  It was interesting to see the different geologic formations and see how the cave was still living and changing.

Life is good!

We went into Paris for their Fourth of July celebrations and were able to attend a community program held in the Paris tabernacle honoring our countries heritage.  There was a small parade and then a firework show that evening and of course spent time playing at the lake.  McKenna will have quite the story to tell about getting trapped in the fluke hail storm that left everyone with welts.

The reunion was not without incident.  The evening before we left Carson and Austin were arguing and Carson decided to punch Austin.  He didn’t do it right and by the next morning his hand was swelling.  That was not all that was swelling though.  McKenna woke up with a big spider bite (we think) on her leg that was growing and swelling quite quickly.  On the way out of town we weren’t sure if we were going to have to stop at the emergency room to have her checked out.  But by the time we got to Brigham the swelling was starting to subside.  

The hand—well, that was just justice and Carson was going to have to suffer with it until we got home.  When we got home and had -xrays taken he was officially diagnosed with a boxer’s fracture and put in a cast.  I got to choose the cast color since he got the brake doing something he had been taught not to do.  I chose bright pink and then sent him off to his first High School activity, cross country camp.  I am sure he loved telling his teammates how he broke his hand punching his older brother and that Mom got to choose the cast color because of his stupidity.