After the horrific/hilarious experience to get to the states, we headed for good old Circleville, the town of my birth. I love home. It is called Circleville because we are surrounded by mountains in a huge circle. It's the kind of town where you know everyone and you feel safe to be out and about. I love that about being home. While we were home we got to do a lot of fun things. Tyson's favorite thing to do was to wake up, at the butt crack of dawn, (ARG!!) and go get his Papa Westwood loaded on the 4 wheeler for a ride. He didn't even let me change his pj's he just wanted to ride, first thing in the morning. We also took a day to go and visit Aunt D down to Hurricane, Utah and swim in her pool. Tyson loved the water, as always and his aunt was amazed at the way he would jump into the water with no fear! Here is Aunt D and Tyson making a dive for the water. Notice that Tyson is already in the water. Danielle couldn't jump fast enough for him.
We also had the surprise to see his cousin Jaelyn in St. George. We haven't seen her for a while and the two of them were like peas in a pod. They played and played.