Park City in the summer is magnificent! I would move up there in a heart-beat if winter didn't scare me. We spent the morning and afternoon up at the White Barn with the Manwarings. The kids rode bikes and scooters, climbed trees, picnicked lunch and waded in the little streams. Scotty, who thinks he is 8, kept me and Jodi on our toes. He insisted on climbing the tree as high as the big boys and riding his trike down the large hill towards the bridge with reckless abandonment. 
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