We finally made it to Tree Rush in September! It was absolutely worth waiting for Noah's shoulder to heal, and I think we'd all agree that it was the best adventure we've had there so far- just kidding I've loved every time we've gone, but this time the night lights were exceptionally magical!
There are so many gospel lessons to be learned from adventures like these- I chose not to join the kids on one of the runs that seemed a little hard, and I hated every minute of being alone on the easier path! We can do harder, better, more rewarding things when we lean on and support each other!
I also love the gospel lesson that we have anchor points and guards in place, not to keep us from having fun, but to keep us safe and happy and in the most secure places!
Excuse me, who gave these Halloween decorations permisson to be so adorable?
The weather was *perfect*, the lines were short, the music was a little insane (heavy metal night) and the company was just delightful! We love this tradition!
We climbed until we couldn't climb anymore!
And then the boys decided to tackle one of the hardest 3 runs in the park. They were way too brave!
Emma and I specifically requested the most 'whimsy' run in the park- so cute!
Once we were finally, really, officially done, we headed downtown to get some ice cream and pictures with a Wicked cybertruck!
Well earned ice cream brownie sundaes!
Not pictured was the father, who "isn't" allowed inside Tree Rush because he will surely try to turn our backyard into an Iowa version of this Nebraska gem, but joined us as the driver and met up with the Salts to watch the BYU game. We were all really glad to be in the truck and to have him as our driver as the last 10 minutes of the drive home was the RAINIEST RAIN STORM we have ever driven through. Thankfully it hit when we were close to home and able to easily navigate our way through the torrential downpour.
Long live the Tree Rush tradition!
