I decided against my best judgment to take Henry and Caroline to Park City to go tubing on Friday without Michael. I was quickly reminded that I have one child who wants to go higher and longer, while the other, is more of a hot chocolate at the bottom of the hill type of person. Luckily, we met in the middle and I was able to convince Henry that the "littles" hill was in fact very large. And well, Caroline was content with three bags of $6 skittles from the gift shop. I am raising real adventurers here. Kidding.