Let's just say...

it didn't' last long enough!
And I'd say it NEVER does.

This time especially so since it was all about three words...rush, rush rush, & get it all done. It was jammed packed, no time for rest, I don't think we sat down for 10 minutes. First off we had Taylor's baptism (which for us first-timers, I thought it went pretty smoothly and turned out just perfectly). My youngest brother, Josh's farewell. Amazing! Beaver Mountain, we stayed in this ginormous brand new million dollar cabin with a movie theater and pool inside. (awww...it's my family, most of them anyways, Bryan had to go home early)

Dropped Josh off at the MTC (lots of tears).

One of my favorite people in the world met us there, my grandma, Marlene:

And then no time for tears because RUSH we drove practically straight to Vegas to drop my sister Brooke and sweet baby Elin off at the airport and then the crazy started as I know it seems like I've already stated the craziness, but just wait because then my mom and two sisters headed off with:
with all six of these cute grandkids (McKenna,12 is on the far left is my sister) eight-years-old and under...

all except our favorite little Wilson buddy:

all piled in one of these:

and now I REALLY want one because I don't know what we would have done without one of these:

At Disneyland's Califoria Adventure park, we unfortunately had to use these:

For a missing one of these: {for 15 minutes....(it's a long time, trust me!)}

So then we tried to keep them all color coded and easy to identify by giving all the girls these:

Then we found lots of these (baby crab-things):

Brody hated the waves/water, so was very content to do this the whole time:

After lots of laughing, screaming, crying, eating, shopping, swimming and bathroom stops later we arrived in St. G at 2 AM only to turn around later that evening go back to Vegas and fly all night long to NY.
WHEW! I'm tired. Taylor and I are off to a ward mother-daughter camp-out this afternoon.