Last night I lectured Michael about not keeping up with his journal and writing important things down as they happen.
Hello hypocrite mom.
So, here I go. This is a marathon photo post from our trip to upstate New York and Niagara Falls, Canada.

Our first stop (after the 3 bathroom stops, gas stop, etc.) was in Harmony, PA. This is the sight recorded were the Aaronic Priesthood was restored to the earth. It was cool to be there and talk with Michael about what that means, especially as he will turn 12 this year. It was a beautiful location along the Susquehanna Rover next to a very old cemetery where Emma Smith's parents were buried and Emma and Joseph buried an infant son. Henry wasn't into posing... he more likes the action shots. But look at his expression, couldn't you just eat him up???

Next we headed towards Palmyra New York. The drive was incredibly beautiful, rolling hills and green green green. We caught up with Aunt Emily and Uncle Joe and sweet Ruby and Joey. Then we went to the Sacred Grove. I would like to share what an amazing experience it was to be there, in the grove... but really, it was just a lovely walk and a tough balance of letting kids be kids in the woods and remembering we were on sacred ground. We'll have to go back someday when we have time to ponder rather than parent. :) I loved going through the Joseph Smith Sr. home and picturing all those big bodies in such a cozy cabin. I also loved seeing the places we know Joseph Smith hid the golden plates from the mobs. Imagine what tense days those were!


After the grove we ran to Subway for dinner then over to the Hill Cumorah pageant. It was an awesome feeling to be in a place with something like 8,000 people who were interested in the stories found in the Book of Mormon. The pageant was amazing, I'm so glad we went. The cast is incredible too.
Things I don't want to forget: How amazing it is that cousins pick up where they left off... no warm up time, just love and fun. Henry, pointing and shouting "bad guys!" and " Fire!" A lot. :) He enjoyed the show till he climbed up on my lap and fell sound asleep. Lily snuggling on my lap and telling me about what was happening, she was really into it. Watching the wonder in Michael, Jane and Eve's faces. Seeing the tears stream down faces as the Savior makes his appearance and at the very end of the pageant. It was precious.

The next morning we visited the Grandin publishing house, then headed for Niagara. Dave told the kids they needed to talk like Canadians, saying "eh" after everything. I laughed so hard! They really caught on. Then, when we got there, he told them they needed to walk Canadian (same arm as leg) I almost fell over laughing at him and the kids walking like this down the street. It was hilarious to me... maybe I was rummy from so many hours in the car?

Maid of the Mist!

So, putting plastic bags on sweaty bodies in the wind is hard. :) We also had been told to pull them tight around the kids faces so they didn't get soaked... this was bad advicewe quickly loosened things up. (probably given by someone who went when it was cold outside, or with kids who were really frightened by the whole thing...) and It was way cooler to feel the wind and water all around you. It was loud and windy and wet! It was really a fun experience. (once in a lifetime... next time we would go for the walk behind the falls!) It was fun to watch the kids faces, the falls are HUGE when you are on that tiny little boat rocking around at the base of them. So much water! You would think it would run out someday!


We parked way above the falls and so we did a LOT of walking, but it was so beautiful. Our kids were such great troopers. We stopped every few feet for another amazing photo op. The views on the Canadian side were incredible and our timing was perfect. We got there late afternoon and the sunlight was just right.

After walking and posing and walking and posing the only way to get Henry's attention was to show him Lightning McQueen cars from my purse... then he could have cared less where we were he just wanted to play. :) The kids sacked out almost the minute we buckled them in and we drove alllllllllllll the way back to Maryland. It was a crazy trip but I'm so glad we went. So many times over these days my heart felt so full. I have a strong testimony of the divinity of the Book of Mormon and it is a powerful experience to be where it all began. I also have such a special family. Watching my kids love and enjoy time together is the best thing on earth. (and Dave is a saint.)