Ok, I know it's a cheesy title but after a week of vacationing in Williams, Arizona, it fits. Williams is a super cute, quaint little town in Northern Arizona. Route 66 runs right through the center of town and is surrounded by tacky tourist shops, local artisan boutiques, coffee shops, and a handful of yummy restaurants. My SIL's family has few cabins up in the mountain just above the town and they are gracious enough to let us stay there each year.
While we were there we managed to do a lot of hiking and exploring.
We hung out with the locals.
We fed some deer
Who were ridiculously smart.
We got a shiner from our little brother.
We tried and tried to get the boys to smile for the camera to no avail.
We dropped our plastic cow in the wolf pup exhibit which resulted in a serious meltdown.
But most importantly, we had a great time together without our usual daily distractions.