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Bring It On, Part 2

"The point of swimming is to chew on the towels and enjoy the sun." --Brooklyn

"The point of swimming is going under water with style and grace." --Catelyn



This is new for her. She was pretty proud of herself. Going under water and not being scared. Big step!

"The point of swimming is to get the attention the lifegaurd." --Jocelyn



"The point of swimming is to get the attention of the babes." --Blake


"The point of swimming is to not get sunburned." --Chad


"The point of swimming is---who cares! We have the babes!" --Chad and Kyle



"The point of swimming is sheer delight, again and again!" --Landon








That was a great spot for swimming! We ♥ Lindon City's Aquatic Center!

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Take a peek at some of the kid's favorite dinosaur replicas!



7 Peaks!







Thanks Ryan, that was awesome to walk on the ceiling!






Seriously, boating was awesome!



That boat was the perfect rocker.

A little nervous at first of the boat, Jo Jo hung on to Kyle for a while.

Thanks Oakley and Kennedy and Cortnie and Wray for the fun
time and sharing your toys with us!

Most of what I want to remember I wrote about on my blog.
Hope you enjoyed a few fun shots of the kids enjoying our vacation time!

Comments

Where's Bring it On, Pt 1????
LOVE the photos...Looks like you guys had a blast!!!
Chels said…
i have to agree with jo on the point of swimming haha jk. You guys are certainly a 'pack' of party people.

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