*bad idea*

After our prayers were said,

and our scriptures were read,

and little Charlie was tucked in bed..

(ha! such a good poet am I)

Mitch and I started looking at some old pics.

We came across our honeymoon album.

Sun-bathing. Zip-lining.

Parasailing. 24 hour buffet-ing.

Staying up. Sleeping in.

(and much more tanned, toned and skinnier versions of ourselves.)

best.trip.ever.

We started to get a little depressed.

*Boise is great, but it aint a cruise to Mexico.