The Past Meets the Future...

When I was little and lived in New Mexico, we would come to Colorado for summer visits to see Aunt Pam and Uncle Wes, Tiger and Allison. A highlight of our trip always included a visit to "Airplane Park." As we reminisce about those days, who ever would have thought that we would continue on the tradition with the next generation?

So here we are with all these cousins doing the same fun things we used to do. Wave and ride the train, catch crawdads and minnows, eat cherry picnics, and spend HOURS in the stream-running in the water and squishing the sand between our toes, laughing and not wanting the day to end.


Later that night, Papa lit up the sky as he put on a firework show for the kids. I love how in this picture, my mom and I have the same expression...awwwwww.