after a late start sunday morning, we drug out the drive even more by missing our turn off in logan (yap yap, my fault). we ended up in preston, idaho, (hey hey napoleon!) and veered back on track.
that drive i tell ya, it'll take your breath away. we arrived in jackson sometime between lunch and dinner where we sat and talked with grandpa pack and admired sylvia's yard and garden-GREEEEEN thumb that woman.
sylvia made us dinner, and then we took a walk to the park behind their house to let the kids run wild for a bit. i felt like we were in a painting while the kids were swinging at the base of snow king. there is no shortage of pretty in that town, it doesn't matter which way you turn.
we grabbed breakfast at the wort hotel just like always, and said a somewhat teary goodbye.
although spencer's grandpa's health has deteriorated since i saw him last, i was taken with his sense of humor and positive attitude. he's lost his sight almost completely and he's been struggling with dementia for some time. but he is soooo pleasant and funny. he would pipe up here and there with a random joke, or comment about the kids and their sweet little voices. he told us over and over again that our kids were going to be the smartest kids in school because they talk so much... pretty sure he's right.
he melted me a bit that man.
*i was sad to hear that he doesn't remember us coming, but we remember marv- we remember. and the kids were thrilled to meet their great grandpa pack and sylvia.
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