Last Meet of the Season

Friday night was the final Red Rocks gymnastics meet and this time it was Abe, Faith, George and Peter that got to go.  They rode TRAX up and back and that was probably the most exciting part for the boys.
In what might sound like neglectful parenting on our part, this was the first time Peter has left the house in over a week.  Our van has been in the shop (sadness) and in a decision made in eternal optimism, we didn't get the car seats out of the van before it got towed away (sadness).  We hoped it wouldn't be that long without the van (sadness).  Our hope was not to be.  Instead, we are still without said car and the littlest kids have been trapped at home for over a week.  It was probably good for Peter to get out and about.
It was also the first time he'd ever ridden on TRAX.  That part isn't neglectful.  That part was good parenting on our part. 

The meets are so fun and exciting.

And the boys got light sabers (of sorts) which is obviously way fun for little boys.  Perhaps not so fun for the surrounding fans getting light sabers waved around their faces all night.

I requested a bad selfie on the train.  Peter, Abe, George--- well done.  You got the message.
Faith-- no.  Just no.  You still look way too cute.

Faith's eye is starting to heal.

Oh, the horror.  This from the children of two BYU graduates.
Curse you, amazing Red Rocks!  How can we keep from loving U?