Look at those Buns!

Remember my disheartening search for the perfect jeans?  Those jeans that would shape and uplift my buns?  Well, you'll be happy to know that this post has nothing to do with that!  This is all about The Princess' Buns.  No, you perverts--not those buns...  These buns!

HRH decided she had to have freshly baked cinnamon buns last week.  Since I've not been feeling well, I told her the only way she'd likely get her yummy little treat is if she made them herself.  I thought that would be the end of it.  Or at the most, I thought she'd nag The Mister to go to the store for frozen rolls she could just thaw and bake.  Never did I imagine that she'd get a recipe and set to work in my kitchen.

I think I've got a baker on my hands.  Now I've got to convince her to make some pumpkin bread with chocolate chips!

In my own back yard.

I certainly don't have to go very far

to find something interesting to photograph.

The Mister and I were checking out the yard today.

I love acorns in the fall.

 

But I know from experience that the acorns look better on the tree
than they do in my kitchen.

Did you know that little worms live in those charming little nuts?  Yuck!

Out of Circulation

Although I haven't been able to get out much lately,

I suppose I shouldn't complain with this as my view.

There's no doubt about it. 

It's hard to find anything more beautiful than Fall in Utah.

Hike to Timp Caves

What happened to my tranquil morning?

The last thing I remember is the perfect luxury of a steamy shower.  I was enjoying the fact that I had been able to sleep in (at least a little) later than usual on a Saturday morning.  I was contemplating the many tempting options available for whiling away my weekend...  I'm sure I did nothing to prompt The Mister's suggestion for our Saturday activities.  I'm still trying to ascertain the inspiration for The Mister's Grand Plan for the day.  The unfortunate reality is that the Grand Plan crashed in upon my relaxing ritual without invitation.

The Mister revealed his desire to take The Buddies on a hike to the Timpanogos Caves.  Really?  Yes, really.  According to the weather man, this could possibly be the last weekend to enjoy our beautifully rugged mountains emblazoned with autumns colors.  And with the potential of a snow storm on the horizon, he didn't want us to miss this opportunity.

A quick call disclosed that American Fork Canyon and the caves were fee-free for the day.  That pretty much obliterated any real argument I had regarding nixing the idea...

So, off we went on our (all day long!) adventure where we were met by Forest Ranger McGrumpy at the bottom of the trail.  After being granted passage by the gate-keeper, we were on our way.  And these were the sights we saw...

 

These sights were overshadowed somewhat by this disconcerting warning.

Not that any of us are under the care of a physician...  But still, it did give me pause.  We were, after all, hiking with three six-year-old boys!

My reservations about this adventure were realized as we became human tow-ropes for the steep sections.  We were, however, able to find moments of pleasure along the way.  Moments like these:

All in all--a most enjoyable day!  Upon first hearing The Mister's Grand Plan, I flately declined to participate.  I'm so glad I changed my mind!  What a perfect way to spend a beautiful fall afternoon.