My friend Lisa asked me the other day if I was going to take pictures of my kids in the poppies in Mantua. I had no idea there were fields of poppies in Mantua, but, she assured me there was. So, on our way home from Salt Lake today, I made Steve make a pit stop. Good thing I had my camera cause, she wasn’t kidding.
There was already a path through the poppies, probably due to all the people there that go to take pictures. On our way into the field, I had to double check with Steve that there were no snakes. I don’t like snakes. Apparently Drew doesn’t either. After that, he kept asking in a really whiny voice if there were snakes in there. Oops. After a little bit of whining, Steve finally got Drew to smile for some pictures.
But not for all of them.
It was hard to get pictures of Hank in the poppies, because they were so tall, and he isn’t.
Daddy helped out with that.
Such pretty flowers. We might have to make a tradition of this (thanks Lisa)!
Hank wasn’t quite sure why Drew was touching his face. Perhaps it’s something to eat?
Look at Hank’s hand on his brother’s leg. Aww.
Maybe they’ll be buddies some day. Hank isn’t sure.
Seriously though, go check out the poppies. You won’t regret it.
1 comment:
I love that you took pictures of your boys here. These poppies have some family history significance, like my ancestors brought them from Denmark or something...I should know but I don't. oops. My mom grew up in Mantua I really should know. So fun!
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