
Loving this picture of my little guy with Uncle Dusty.
Have you ever booked a family vacation out of the country and arrived at the airport only to discover that your kids' passports have expired? Of course you haven't. But I certainly did last Saturday as all of the Gledhills convened at the Salt Lake City airport for a much anticipated trip to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. When I discovered my faux pas, it was all I could do not to regurgitate my breakfast.
We stayed at the airport for 5 hours trying to figure out how to get to Mexico. Finally, we concluded that we could make it if we flew to San Francisco to get new passports issued there. It took us 3 days and our life savings, but we finally got the passports by the skin of our teeth and made it for the second half of the Mexico trip. Anything to make make a few family memories, right? It was certainly a trip we'll never forget.