Oma Day
There are Pioneer Days, Strawberry Days and Onion Days up and down our state, but my favorite summer days are Oma Days. The kids are out of school, travelin-grands come from far away, and I get to hang out with my favorite people. For six weeks this summer grandkids are at the top of my to-do list. They pair off and treat me to the pleasure of their company for an Oma Day.
Chelsea and Ashley (both 7)
I took these guys to Walmart where we bought fishing poles,
and headed out to my neighborhood lake.
Chelsea at Oquirrh Lake
It's 65 acres, almost four miles around, with playgrounds and picnic spots scattered here and there. Sailboats, canoes and row boats are available to residents and there are 13 miles of walking trails. We just needed a few yards.
Ashley prepared for giant fish.
Since it's stocked with trout, bluegill and bass, I was certain we'd each catch our two fish limit. The girls were so worried they'd be pulled into the water by giant fish, they insisted on wearing life jackets. Unfortunately, I forgot about hooks and worms. The fishing lines floated aimlessly on top of the water until we got bored.
Ashley and Chelsea on Soda Row
Then we dashed across the street for a run through the splash pad ...
and gelato cones.
The guys went golfing one morning,
and biking the next.
The ladies had an outing at City Creek.
Jordanelle was the scene for a boating adventure.
I watched in awe as the littlest kids rode the waves,
Chloe, Emmie, Jessi
... and the experts surfed the wake.
Eliza and Jill
The twinkies requested their favorite cupcake store.
Then we went to the Oma Clubhouse for dress-ups and a tea party.
Gabi watching fireworks
After a grand display of fireworks and a month of fiery weather, we woke up to rain and cool temperatures. Perfect for a weekend in the woods! The car is loaded, and the Oma tent pack-ups are ready to go; s'mores are waiting! I'll report next week!
Oma Days must be your favorite days of the year.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos! And I love the hat.
ReplyDeletelove your hat! you look so cute...
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