He was really fascinated by the little chicken doors.
He eventually figured out that he could fit through and play/antagonize the chickens inside the coop.
He's he stinking cute?
But then Jason showed him how to chase the chickens around and corner them. Jason is worse than any kid I know. Every time that Jason went in the pen he was chasing the chickens, especially the pullets because they were terrified of him. My mom could constantly be heard yelling, "so help me, if my chickens don't give me 6 eggs tomorrow, I'm going to make you lay them". Lucky for him, they always did. I actually have some great video of him chasing them around that I'll share later.
His favorite thing was the babies. I have to admit that they were pretty cute.
Ahh, don't they make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside? Too bad that by the time we left they were about the size of the pullets and ugly.
But like I said, I liked them. They were soft and snuggly.
On Tab's first encounter, he examined them.
After deciding that they must truly be baby chickens, grandma tried to get him to snuggle them as she does the hens. (odd, I know). He was a little apprehensive at first.
And then he was happy with the idea, but still a little unsure of the chicken precariously perched so close to his face.
He soon warmed up to the idea and we had a hard time getting them away from him.
The babies were quite the highlight. When his cousin Miles got there they were always out trying to get into the chicken coop. After an incident where they let the babies out into the pen with the "big hens" (who would peck them to death), the pen got locked and Miles and Tab got their first "grounding".Now, I have saved the best pictures for last. After a while Tab ended up in just skinnies every day as I got sick of changing him into clean or dry clothes. So he ended up in the chicken pen nearly naked. He didn't really seem to care. He was too busy chasing the hens around. He got quite good at catching them.
And then what do you do with a chicken once you've caught it? Why you "fly" it of course.
And after "flying" the chickens gets old, you corral them in the baby's pen and then take them back out again.
After a while the chickens started to get sick of it, so they started perching up on top of the pen where they thought Tab couldn't get too them. Poor things underestimate a determined 3 year old.
Tab sure did love those chickens. He still talks about them.
Every time that it pulled itself out a little bit more Tab would squeal, "mommy, mommy, what's it doing?" It was fun.
It was neat to see the process.
Right before we left Jason pulled it off and hooked it's shell/skin thing onto a tree. We just couldn't bear to kill the nasty thing after all of the work it went through. 
Those Thomas the Tank Engine cards that are in his hand, never left his hands. He is beyond obsessed.
Benton, well... he doesn't occupy himself as well. So we were forced to occupy him. Poor kid.
Ahhhh. Our favorite part of the trip.
We stopped at a hotel on the way to split up the drive a bit. The only crappy part about that was having to unload and reload all of our belongings out of the back of our truck.
Tab really enjoyed helping Jason load the truck back up. Somehow, I think that Jason's bungee's are going to help secure our belongings slightly better. Sorry Tab.
And then they did this, which really scares me. Don't try this at home.
And just for fun, I had to snap a picture of myself in the car because ... well ... I'm never in the pictures. And the napkin is there because the seatbelt was bugging me.
And tada...the driver. Jason did all of the driving on the way to PA. I only did a few hours on the way back. Did I ever mention I hate driving long distances? I don't mind riding though. Thanks sweetheart.
And finally, oh glory, finally!
Wait, what, we still have another 4-5 hours. Gag me. However long the drive, we survived unscathed. There were no potty accidents. Way to go Tab! And there were few tantrums.
And of course I had to go to the outlets in Park City. Tab wasn't as thrilled and decided he was just too tired to cope.
Don't worry, Matt made sure to steal his fair share of snuggles too.
Tab decided that he wanted to go home with Matt. He was much more fun than me.
At one point Erikka took Tab over to the little park they have in the stadium. She was nice enough to snap a few pictures for me.
Now that's my boy. Way to sharpen those climbing skills, you're going to need them here is Missouri ... oh wait, nevermind, there's no stinking mountains here. Pout Pout. And afterall, I guess he does look a little more terrified than in control.
And of course we had to have our picture taken with the mascot. Tab was so excited. He kept seeing him all night and he finally came to where we were. He thought he was the guy from Bee Movie. I couldn't break his heart my telling him otherwise.
And lest you think Bekah, Clint, and Cam weren't there...
While we were in town visiting, they were very generous in putting the boys and me up for a week. They took all of the furniture out of their office and set up a pack and play and an air mattress so that we would have our own space. Thanks guys. I really appreciate it. We love you and miss you again already. 
What a stinking cutie.
Tab just loved horsing around in the little "clubhouse" area of the park.
This picture I'm sharing with you because I have never thought that I had any resemblance of my mom, but I see it in this picture. I can see her in my mouth.
Me and the boys just enjoying life.
Just another good picture of Tab.
There were many milestones for Benton on this trip. He finally figured out how to really drink out of a real sippy cup. Good job Boogala.
The boys, particularly Benny had a blast riding on Tyler's Rocking Horse.
We also had a great time meeting up with some of my friends from a message board that I belong to. We went to the animal farm at Thanksgiving Point. It was really fun for the boys to see all of the animals. Benton was even interested in what was going on.
And would you just look at that hair just a flapping in the wind. He is so cute. I just can't take it. I'm kind of sad that it is gone now, even though it needed to be gone.
And finally, the thing we missed the second most about Utah: The mountains.
Kimberlie laughed at me as I was taking pictures while we were driving on the freeway. You would think I had never seen mountains before. It was just that it had been nearly a year. For those of you who don't know, Jason and I LOVE rock climbing and such and it has been really hard for us not to have the mountains so close. I think it is even harder for Jason as he was intimately aquainted with the mountains through 
