OK. so on our way home from Arizona with a stopover in Vegas, we cruised to the Grand Canyon. Since we took our time leaving Pine Top, we got to the canyon at 2:30 or so.  My husband wanted to park and ride the buses throughout the park. WTF? You took your time leaving, Vegas is 4 hours away and you wanna play tourist? I thought we were just going into the park, do some minor looking and head out. Well, that's pretty much what the boys thought too so that's what we did. As it was, it was 5:30-6:00 when we left there. While checking out the canyon, the husband and younger son go down to this huge outcropping of rock. They were there quite awhile, the older son goes looking too. I won't go cause it's too SCARY-yup, I'm a chicken (and was wearing flipflops) so I'm just looking around, etc. Colton comes back up, Lee and Tyler start hiking around, exploring. Colton and I go to the visitor's center and book store. The other two meet up with us there, and then we leave. Off to Vegas.....cool. The photo of Tye on my page-he's really lost his footing and almost fell when setting up this photo op. Of course, no one bothered to tell me until this weekend. I was not very happy, course if they told me at the GC, I'd probably made a scene so they kept mum!  Husbands, sons, which are worse? And together? Forget about sanity!

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