Greg, Erin, Car and Quincey

On Wednesday we went up to the Gateway with all of the cousins to test out the fountains.  I thought that Carson would love them but it turns out that they were too scary.  He wouldn't go near them.  Every time he would get close, he would cling tightly to us, cry, and point frantically at me to save him.

We still had fun, and spent most of the day there.  We finally called it quits when a few fights broke out.  One involving a dyke, and one involving a fat man described by some as a string of bad words which I will not repeat here...  I tell ya,  Mormon town has some feisty occupants.  Seriously.

Carson immediately Zonked out in the car.  He was worn out from all of the excitement.