A Day at the Beach

A few years ago, Jason and I decided that providing an opportunity for our nieces and nephews to do a fun activity together was a better Christmas present for them than adding more toys or knickknacks to their seasonal stashes. This year, in lieu of Christmas gifts, we took them to Provo Beach Resort.

Our mini croquet game deteriorated into a free-for-all, more or less.
Our mini croquet game deteriorated into a free-for-all, more or less.

Jason constructed a crossword puzzle that, when solved, gave the kids a list of all the outing options they could choose from. Creating a crossword puzzle is a simple task when you are a genius… or know how to find websites that do clever stuff. As already indicated, out of the many puzzle possibilities, the kiddos picked Provo Beach Resort.

I'm not a height seeker, but I'm also not a height avoider.
I’m not a height seeker, but I’m also not a height avoider.

We met up at Provo Beach Resort at 4 PM and stayed until it closed at 11 PM, with a little break to eat dinner at a Chinese restaurant down the block. Those seven hours passed fast as we competed at mini croquet, bowled strikingly, dangled from the ropes course, fired at each other in the laser tag arena, twirled on the carousel, and played in the arcade.

Isabelle had no hang ups about hanging.
Isabelle had no hang ups about hanging.

Isabelle loved the ropes course and had no fears about being aloft, which is more than I can say for myself. I’m not a fan of heights, but I always force myself out on the ropes to lessen that trepidation.

Some of the other adults were also hesitant to separate themselves from the ground.
Some of the other adults were also hesitant to separate themselves from the ground.

Everyone loved our laser battles. What’s not to love about taking out your family members in the name of team glory? We shuffled players each round, but every winning team had Jason on it. He’s kind of the king of infrared combat among my kin.

I'm decent at Skee-Ball but not good enough to warrant this kind of victory dance.
I’m decent at Skee-Ball but not good enough to warrant this kind of victory dance.

Our day at the beach was not sandy but was well received by both the kids and adults in our party. It was also well received by Jason and me, so merry Christmas to us!

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