I LOVE hot air balloons - I am not really sure why, it could be because I remember so well when my Grandma Johnson went on one and I was so envious, or it could be living in Heber and seeing them frequently, I am not sure, but I am fascinated with them, and I dream that someday I will be able to ride in one.
Every year Provo has a freedom festival, and included in the festivities is the balloon festival. We went last year and it was really magical, so I knew I wanted to go again this year. So at 5:00 in the morning I packed both dogs and two very tired and somewhat annoyed boys into the car and made the journey through Provo Canyon to see the balloons. Many of you will probably think I am not in my right mind for waking up EARLY and then waking two happily sleeping children, and then going on an outing with two dogs and two boys all by myself, but when you get there, you would know it was all worth it! There is something magical, almost spiritual in seeing these bright and colorful balloons ascend into the sunrise. I love the looks of awe from my boys when they see them. I love the excitement they have for them. I really appreciate that they don't have a choice in tagging along with me and my crazy schemes, but they still enjoy it so much. I intend on making this a yearly tradition, it is just that wonderful!
Part of the tradition is going to Bridal Veil Falls on the way home, it is still early, so there are very few crowds and there is a peace and tranquility in being in Heavenly Fathers beautiful creations during sunrise.
So I get to enjoy the views and the peace and the boys get to have a hey day throwing rocks into the pond just below the falls.
Ah Bliss. :)
There is one other great benefit to our yearly crazy outing, for some reason I am a happier more patient mom, I love more children more on these days - weird. So when we got home we continued the fun by having a picnic lunch in their new mini play house, they thought that was awesome!