MOAB!!!
We love Moab! Sunshine is the reason why we torture ourselves all winter. We run and run (or pretend to run and run) all winter long so that we can be ready for the Moab race every spring. It gives us an excuse to pack up the chumps and head toward the sun. By mid-March we can always use a few more freckles. I realize that these pictures would be better in a slide show of some sort but that would require technical ability that I do not possess. Hope you know how to use your scroll bar!
Dead Horse Point:

WOW! Now that is an amazing view.


It is pretty windy at the top of Moab. Kati and I tried to look beautiful despite the trying conditions.
Arches National Park:
Gracie inpersonating "Mr. Incredible."

The whole group standing underneath Pine Tree Arch.

Running down the sandy hill.

Aeva figured out that the backpack can be much less work for her little legs.

Daddy can also serve as an alternative mode of transportation.

This is our tour guide. Her name is Grandma Rett.

The girls coming out of the sandwich cave (a made up name of course). They were trying to convince us that there is no such thing as a Sand Witch.

They made it to the top of a 3 foot boulder. Quite an accomplishment (especially if you are only 2 feet tall).
Race Day:
The girls get to play at the park while we run ourselves to death. Again, totally worth it!

Aeva, remembering what it feels like to go down the slide. Last summer she was too little to do it by herself.

Kati had her personal best. Good work!