When summer comes, I tend to pack all the fun in we can handle (and some that we can't handle). I let the kids do all the things that they don't do during the school year, so that by the time summer is over, I am desperate for school to start and for a break from running all day long. This summer has been no exception.
Right after we got back from California, we started swim lessons. My kids are fish. They would swim every day if I'd let them. I am the opposite of a fish. I am as graceful in the water as a rock.
The boys picked a soccer class for City Rec, purely because Grant had found some 2 dollar soccer cleats at DI and he was so excited to wear them. After the first day, he told me that he actually didn't want to do soccer, he wanted to do flag football. Sorry, kid.
The boys had a Father Son Campout for our Stake, so the girls and I had a Mother Daughter Night. They chose Chuck-A-Rama for dinner, and then we gave ourselves pedicures while we watched a movie. It was lovely. It has become one of our favorite traditions.
The boys had fun, in their own manly way.
We took a walk at Farmington Bay with some friends, and saw some cool birds, frogs and even an otter. These are a bunch of blue heron nests.
We had an anniversary in there somewhere. 14 years and counting... The gift was ivory and we had to be creative because we can't afford a new piano. Or an elephant.
My mom retired, so the kids and I made a quick trip down for her retirement party. Dustin had to work, so he missed the opportunity for lots of yummy food and helping the kids make 114 slow motion videos.
I snuck Addie her first taste of cake, as any good aunt would.
Where's Waldo?
My mom, reading the kids a funny story.
The kids played with mustaches again.
We've taken a few walks/hikes together.
And that was just in June!