I had heard of the fairy forest a few years ago. It wasn’t too far from my grandparent’s house up in Kamas valley, so we decided to combine a trip to visit both my grandparents and the forest. The Fairy Forest is located at milepost 17 on the Mirror Lake Highway. 

I didn’t quite know what to expect when we walked up the forest. What we found was a large area that I feel is best described as a community art project. The naturally rocky area has been transformed as people have created little scenes, arranged stones and painted rocks. Many of the scenes were from this year, so I think it is a project that is continually growing. The kids had a lot of fun looking at all the different rocks.

After we circled around the forest, and headed out, little C asked, “Where the rocks?” He was heartbroken to learn that we were leaving and there wouldn’t be any more painted rocks to see. 

For more information and better directions on how to get there, see this post. 

Sometimes I get nervous with how an outing will turn out. Will it actually be fun or boring? Will it involve tears or smiles? When we decided to go to the Fair, I wasn’t sure if it would be that enjoyable. It was the first night the rides were open, and they were only one ticket each, so we decided to get some tickets and let the kids go on a bunch of rides. About 15 minutes into this excurison, after the kids had gone on a ride apiece, a storm blew in. It rained a lot, and they actually closed down the rides.

But I don’t mind rain too much and there was plenty of other things to do. We went and looked at all the animals and other projects. By the time we had done that, the rain had calmed down, and most of the rides re-opened. The kids continued going on rides, and this time there were no lines. We put C on a small roller coaster and he freaked out. I could tell he wanted to get off but he was stuck going on it again and again. He was fine when he got off, but now all roller coasters are, “Scary.”

The evening to the fair turned out to be very enjoyable…it wasn’t what I expected, but a bit better.

I’ve felt very busy lately, and often wonder if I need to cut back in life. And I sometimes do, to things like YouTube videos and surfing the Internet. But the core of my life is amazing. I love doing fun things with the boys: activities in the house and going on adventures. I like taking care of my home and garden. I get to spend the majority of my time just doing that, and I’m glad it doesn’t have to change. PB misses kindergarten by a month and half, and I don’t really see the point in preschool for him, so I’m excited to continue to have all my kids home. We can keep doing fun things like Legos, watching the chickens, and reading books together.

Our cousins came by for a quick visit, and the chickens were kind enough to allow them to get pretty close. (The scratch helped too.)

We had a Lego week during our school time, and here we painting pictures with Lego prints.

Legos + blacklight + water. It was fun to see what Legos glowed (our orange ones did).

We went to the Ogden Temple open house. C enjoyed himself. PB not so much.

Last year, we attempted to drive up Willard Basin but ended up with a flat tire only a few miles up. We decided to try again this year. The road is supposed to be only for 4-wheel drive, off-road type vehicles. That doesn’t exactly describe our Ford Freestyle, but we decided to go for it anyways and if it got too rough we would turn back. The road wasn’t horrible, and we made it to the top. It only took a couple hours total, and is well worth the drive if you are in the area.

PB had a lot of fun taking pictures on top, and many of the pictures below are his.

This is our first year of entering the world of city recreation. I signed PB up for t-ball, and then later for swim lessons. C and I took the mommy and me class as well. T-ball was fun. PB was often found sitting down and digging in the dirt. C liked the dirt as well, they were always fifthly after a game. PB loved to get the ball, and had a tendency to get upset if someone else always got it. He didn’t quite get the idea of teamwork. Sometimes it was hot, boring, and a little long. But sometimes PB did a great job of chasing balls and swinging too.


Swimming lessons was well worth it. PB went from having no desire to go under water at all, and freaking out if he did, to voluntarily dunking himself. He wouldn’t go down the big slide, sometimes even with a parent, but now he goes down by himself again and again. Mommy and me was actually pretty good. Curtis squealed in enjoyment most all of every class. He loved everything, except getting dunked but he’d tolerate that.