Even though he grew up there, Bryon hadn't seen many of the tourist spots. We were both in for a total shock upon arrival to set up at the Scottish Rite Temple, aka the "Pink Church".
|What secrets lie within?|
Every high school gathering back in the '90's involved the instructions, "meet at the pink church." Prom night after-party? Meet at the pink church for further directions. Skipping out on swim practice to go hiking? Meet at the pink church at high noon. You get the idea.
The funny thing was that he and his classmates had never been inside until this reunion. Who knew there was such beauty housed in the temple? The theater took my breath away, and the chandeliers looked like they belonged in a European church rather than a Southwestern fraternal building. Now that the building is open to tours and can be rented for parties, this place has made it on our Must See list for Santa Fe.
|Most beautiful backdrop ever|
|He is one brave soul|
|Fresh coconut milk|
|Just like an island girl|
|Watch out Nascar! Here come the Pfaffs.|
|Caution: Student Driver|
We all met up in Santa Fe at the Childrens' Museum for family day at the class reunion. For years, we had been trying to find Haley's "money", my mom's word for what makes a person tick. My money would be dessert. Bryon's money would be engines. Shelby's money would be unicorns. PacMan's money would be dots. You get the idea! I've never seen so much joy in Haley's face as when I turned her loose with the face painting crayons.
|Really, Mom? I get to use as much as I want?|
|Such concentration in the mirror|
|Another classic Haley pose|
Bryon also got a chance to go up in the plane his dad recently completed. The flying experience was a thrill for him, as his dad even let him control it for a split second once they got up in the air. Will anyone be surprised when one of our girls grows up to be an engineer??
We decided to drive out to New Mexico this trip (Hello, Southwest Airlines, what ever happened to the Wanna Get Away prices??). I was pleasantly surprised at how grown up the girls were in the car. We weren't totally exhausted and ready to choke each other by the time we got home. I think I've got this parenting gig figured out!