On the way to Bear Lake this year we stopped in Logan to take the kids on the temple grounds to take some pictures and show them where mom and dad got married. I got to tell them the story of where some of the rock came from to help build the temple. It was nice to be back there.
The Bear Lake tradition started in Island Park the year after I got married. Dave always wanted a place for his kids and grandkids to gather and be able to just let loose. So the pop is always flowing, junk food is always out and available, there are no bedtimes, and we always have to get milkshakes. My kids always look forward to this week at the lake every year knowing these rules. And quite frankly, it's nice to not have to worry about the kids eating or drinking too much or making sure they're in bed on time. (I, of course, do watch how much they eat and drink to make sure they're not making themselves sick, and I make sure they eat healthy meals in between the junk). We always have a fun time.
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