On July 24th we celebrate "Pioneer Day" because Brigham Young and the
others crossing the plains on the "Mormon Trail" entered into the Salt
Lake valley on July 24, 1847. In Utah this is a State Holiday with
parades and fireworks. We are not in Utah, but our congregation planned
a fun party for the evening. It was wonderful because living outside
of Utah, we have had many years when we have barely given the day a
thought. For us it is a big deal because both mine and Jason's
ancestors crossed that trail, suffered and sacrificed greatly. Our
lives have been greatly blessed because of their faith and strength.
The day was mostly spent in the kitchen for me. We were supposed to bring our own meat to grill, and a side dish to share. Also, there was a pie and dutch oven contest for dessert. I signed myself up for the Dutch Oven dessert contest. Lily signed herself up to make a pie, and Jason signed me up to make a pie. Funny stuff. I never did the Dutch Oven dessert, and I forgot to prepare a meat to grill for our family till the last minute.
Bravo to Lily for stepping up, and actually making her own pie. I did guide her, but she did most of it on her own.
Here we are making pies.
This is the Rhubarb Custard Pie that I made. Lily made a cherry pie. We didn't win any prizes, but the boys assured us that ours were the best. Lily was happy with that.
I also made these delicious Baked Beans.
Bravo to Lily for stepping up, and actually making her own pie. I did guide her, but she did most of it on her own.
Here we are making pies.
This is the Rhubarb Custard Pie that I made. Lily made a cherry pie. We didn't win any prizes, but the boys assured us that ours were the best. Lily was happy with that.
I also made these delicious Baked Beans.
Jason was running late because of traffic. So I loaded up the kids in the van, and all the food. When we got there my kids disappeared into the crowd. All I could do was hang onto Bennett and push Theo in the stroller. Jason never showed up because he wasn't feeling well. I was really bugged by that. If I had known that I wouldn't have gone. For me it was a stressful evening. I have no idea if any of my kids even ate dinner. All I know is that we got there, and got home safely. I didn't lose any kids, and I didn't cry in public. Huge accomplishments. I am so grateful to the older mom's who stepped in and helped me grill our dinner and hold my babies.
Lily and Max were in charge of some of the "Pioneer Games" for the younger kids.
Lily and a friend did the stilts. Lily was quite good at them! I was impressed.
They had one handcart there, and asked the kids to come dressed up if they wanted. They also said the kids could bring their bikes and wagons decorated for a Pioneer Parade. My kids LOVED that part.
Bennett tried to walk with the other pair of stilts. He wants to do everything that Lily does.
Every time I saw Max eating, he was eating PIE! I'm sure he loved dinner that night.
Special help with Theo. Mikayla held Theo most of the evening.
Harrison in the Handcart. He said he was dressed up as a cowboy, not a pioneer. Lily and and Harrison had an actual argument over this on the way there. It was lovely.
I think he is the cutest Cowboy that ever lived! I love the Spiderman shirt on under his vest, his winter gloves and his gym shorts. He said that the gloves were his "work" gloves so he wouldn't get blisters.
I wonder if Harrison thinks the same as I did when I was little. I remember riding in a handcart in a Pioneer Day Primary Parade once. I thought that is how all my ancestors crossed the plains in their handcart companies. I realized when I was about 17 that no one got a ride. They walked, and pulled the handcarts that held all their belongings.
They walked and walked and walked...
I wonder what my ancestors think of me and my life. What would my third great grandmother, who crossed the plains, think of me driving around in my air conditioned mini van? My faith has been strengthened by the sacrifices made by them.
I am thankful for Pioneer Day, a day of remembrance for me.










