Now, since our family has been to the Thanksgiving Point Dinosaur Museum a number of times, I was not expecting them to be wow-ed by the museum portion of the Dinosaur Park. I must say, though it was small, I was pleasantly surprised. There was a gem and geode room that the girls especially liked, and there was a good mixture of skeletons, information, and hands on activities sprinkled throughout the dinosaur section. We all enjoyed the museum.
A fun (or creepy, depending on who you ask) surprise was this T-rex. He moved his eyes, jaw, neck, and arms!
A clock made of bullets and grenades in the gem room. Okay...
Isaac really liked it anyway.
How many kids can a Triceratops hold on its head? Well, it appears about 4.
What was really different about this place though were the life-sized statues of the dinosaurs spread along trails on the grounds of the park. Those, combined with the simulated dinosaur noises coming from speakers at various spots succeeded in "creeping" Ahsha out, but the rest of us thought they were just so fun. Tyrannosaurus turned out to be much smaller than I thought he would be, but still definitely large enough to scare me if he had been real!
"Eww! He's all bloody like he just took a chunk out of that other one!"
Most of the trails were paved, but some such as this, were dirt and added an extra sense of mystery.
Run kids! Faster! He's after you!
After walking the trails we had a good time eating the picnic lunch we'd packed and playing on their dinosaur-themed playground.
After that we climbed in the car again for another 1/2 hour drive to Brigham City to visit their Peach Days celebration. When I had mentioned our trip plans to my Dad a little while back he suggested that we also ought to stop off at Lorenzo Snow's grave (my Dad has a love for cemetaries) in Brigham City, as he is one of the few presidents of the church not buried in Salt Lake City. I liked that idea, so with my copy of Teachings of the Presidents of the Church: Lorenzo Snow book in hand, we found his grave first. I shared a little of his life with the family and then mentioned a most amazing story that I don't remember ever hearing before (starting on pg. 25) in church lessons (though this is not surprising because I haven't been able to go to Relief Society for about 5 years).
Reading the story
Since there was a funeral service going on right behind us and we were trying to have a special moment as a family as well, we let Asher do his own thing so no one would be interrupted by screams and wails. We'll teach him respect for the dead in a year or two. :)
As good as an amusement park ride in his book.
Then it was off to Peach Days. I think that the primary memory of Peach Days for my kids will be walking. Walking from our parking spot to the attractions, walking to a grocery store to get drinks and cash, walking back to attractions, walking around trying to find the ticket booth, or the main stage, or the city sign for a picture.... but, they were pretty good sports. The treats were good (peach taffy, dutch oven peach cobbler, peach-topped funnel cakes, and Brigham's Brew- yum!), and Ahsha and Asher enjoyed their carousel ride. Isaac and Kyah weren't quite as in love with their choice of carnival ride, the Gee Whiz (basically and line of seats that went up and down around like hands of a clock, except in a jerky oval pattern). I was able to catch half of the belly dancing show that I had wanted to see, and the girls each got a piece of hemp jewelry from a local vendor. I kept looking for a farmer selling his peaches, but there were none to be found. When I asked I was told that they only sold the peaches on the highways out of town. So, we headed out in search of some, traveling along more streets than we planned to (because the streets our GPS told us to take were blocked off for the festivities), and even then never managed to see a farm stand. Peach days with no Brigham City peaches? Blast.
Peach cobbler and ice cream. Lots o' cake-- needs more peaches!
Brigham's Brew rootbeer. Don't pass it up if you run across it-- it is good stuff!
I didn't know anything about the bird refuge until we stood under this sign. Perhaps that'll be a trip for another day. What say you, Mom and CarrieAnn?