We were able to squeeze in one last activity with the Arveseths the night before they went back to PA. Tim and Steve had gone fishing that morning, but Steve hadn't met Eliza. We met at Frogurt in Cottonwood Heights. Luckily it wasn't crowded, because our girls used every square inch of the place. Poor Jason (second from the right) was so out-numbered! He was an angel & stayed put!
Hillary takes the smallest bites I've ever seen.
Tim takes any chance he gets to play with his nephews. It's his only hope. :)