As per the Morse tradition, they went down to St. George for a Jeep Safari, and Myer's first time! I could never get him on the phone because he was just too excited about
everything-- the jeeps, the rocks, the red sand, the warm weather, all the people, and of course being with his dad. They got home yesterday and I am still getting an earful. I guess he was saving it all to tell me in person. He not only got to hang out on the trail all day with his Papa's cool jeep, but he got to camp with everyone on the hotel floor (and eat all kinds of junk and go to bed really late) Myer's little bucket it full.
