Weekend at the Zermatt

As the Memorial Day weekend was approaching we thought about going to the cabin in Moab...It sounded appealing to take the 4-wheelers and spend the weekend away in the mountains. After trying to convince my parents to come with us (they really do make it more fun. Plus, not only do they cook, clean and watch after the kids...but my Dad knows all the 'hidden' trails in Moab.) We couldn't convince them to make the trip over from Vegas....so we decided to make alternate plans.

My friend Rachel had told me about this deal that the Zermatt Resort in Midway has. We called and found out about it, made reservations and left Saturday mid-morning. It was nice to only have to drive a little over an hour (and of course make a quick stop at the Park City Outlets on the way through). We were even more glad coming home that we only had an hour drive!

I love Heber. I miss Heber. Every time I go there I become a bit nostalgic and reminisce about the 'good ole days.' I loved growing up in Heber, and wish ( a lot more lately) that my parents still lived there. We were especially wishing they were still there this past weekend (to take the kids so we could enjoy the delicious buffet without Myka throwing everything, arching her back to be taken out of her chair, and squealing her famous high-pitched scream.)

What a beautiful time of year to be staying in Midway. It was green and lush. We took advantage of the beautiful weather and spent almost the entire weekend in the great outdoors. We took the kids on a long bike ride through Midway (where we stumbled upon the most quaint little housing development. We both fell in love. We have talked a lot lately about raising our kids in Heber/Midway......Although, the winters there are so brutal!) I wonder what it would be like to live there being married and having a family? My Heber memories are of growing up, so it would be interesting to live there with kids (and somewhat of an adult). Every time we go to Heber we always drive by my old house, and it's fun to see the changes the new owner has made. She has completely remodeled the outside, and I am waiting for the day when we get to see the changes she has made on the inside! Everything about the Heber Valley seems to have changed so much, yet so much of it is still the same....It's always fun to run into old acquaintances while we're there (Which always happens)!

The kids ready for our long bike ride.

Me and the kids after our ride.

Myka's cute pigtails....which she wouldn't leave in. (No surprise there).

The pool was freezing cold, but Carsen still wanted to swim forever. The resort had a little putting green where Carsen and Chad were able to brush up on their golfing skills (all the while Myka and I perfected our napping skills!) The carousel was a huge hit with both Myka and Carsen, and I was the biggest fan of the Brunch Buffet where I think I single-handedly ate my weight in crab legs and shrimp! (YUM!) Chad kept driving by the golf course wishing he could be out there golfing....but knowing that wouldn't go over too well with the little wife! (We decided next time we do this we are leaving the kids behind. Then he can golf all he wants.)

Chad and the kids in the hot tub.

Carsen was [of course] riding the "Buck" on the carousel.

Myka wasn't sure what she thought about the carousel. At times she would be smiling, and then she would have a frightened look on her face.

The nights weren't too fun. Myka is usually a wonderful sleeper--but that's because she's tucked away in her own room with her own bed. It was tricky to get her to fall asleep in her pack-and-play. We all had to sit there in the dark and not make a sound...and of course that didn't work well with a 3-year-old. Needless to say, we were ready to be home in our own beds!

Of course, a trip to Heber wouldn't be complete without a stop at the Dairy Keen. (Although, I was disappointed to find out they no longer carry yogurt shakes....I felt that if I was getting yogurt at least I was being a tiny bit smart in my eating.) Oh well, the ice cream tasted delicious and the french fries were even better!

It was great to be back in the Heber Valley and surrounded by such beauty! I love Heber! Who knows....maybe someday we will call it home (again). For now....it can be our little get-away.