Easter and NASCAR Weekend . . .

We attended the Manti Easter Egg hunt. It was so cold. By the time it was over, it was snowing great big flakes. Thomas with his goodies. Cody with his goodies.

Spencer got a bunch, too.

The Saturday before Easter, we went over west and had our annual "egg roll." We had a really good hill and the boys made an "eggs"cellent trail.

Grandma got to watch from the car.

Looking down from the hill.

All lined up and ready to go.

I don't think we'll be eating these eggs. They did hold up pretty good, though.

All the little cousins in the back of Curt's truck with Grandma Kjar looking on.

Jayleigh watching the older kids.

This is the clan.

Switching gears . . . . This is just a few of the trailers around Cary's NASCAR weekend in Phoenix. If you've never done NASCAR, you need to try it at least once. Cary gratiously prepared for the whole day. We tailgated, visited, shopped at the NASCAR vendors. We had a great day.

Not an uncommon site. Thousands of trailers. You had to see it to believe it.

A racing limo . . . .

The Phoenix track. Getting ready for the race to begin.

Skydivers coming into the arena. There were five of them and then the jet fighters flew overhead before the race started.

Look at the trailers. And this is just a TINY section.

A view of pit row . . .

The pace car with the race cars before it. They did two laps before the official race began.

On the way home from Phoenix just south of Page, Arizona, you can take a 3/4 mile trail to see the Great Horseshoe. It takes your breath away. I don't know why I insisted that Curt and I stop here. I didn't dare get near the edge. There was a fellow from Great Britain taking pictures with a tripod. I talked him into taking a few for me. I didn't dare get near the edge.