New Discoveries

Don't you love when you find some secret gem of nature you didn't know about?  Well we found one.  I can't really even describe where it is or what they call it but it was a sheer delight to drive upon it.  My sister informed me of this quaint little lake and described it's location to me over the phone.  So naturally I was anxious to get out and find it.  I think this is the way my grown up self goes on adventures.  Anyway, here are some fun pics we took of our awesome adventure that turned into an awesome discovery.

Graham Family Cabin

When I lived away from home my warmest and most often thought of memories would swarm around our family cabin.  Each and every time we came to visit we would be sure to include a week or two up by Sundance basking in nature and the beauty of Provo Canyon.

And it is no different now that we live here on a permanent basis.  I find myself yearning to make my way up the canyon to relax in the cool weather and the outdoor beauties.  My kids play outside all day, there is no technology that consumes our attention and we just simply enjoy time together.  So what better way to start off the summer than to spend some time in our favorite spot because gratefully my most cherished memories have now become my children's as well.

Father Sons

Harvey and Carson went on their Father/Sons campout towards the beginning of the summer.  I had to post this because this picture captures two of my most favorite boys in the whole world.  I love these boys; they are my heart and soul.

The first thing Carson said when he got home was one, "I ate a ton of junk food!"  Surprise, Surprise!  But the second thing to fly out was, "I got to drive a four-wheeler!"

I can't think of a better way for Carson to have some boy time with his daddy.  He often points out the downside to being the only boy but I quickly remind him that if there was a brother he wouldn't have dad all to himself during "boy time."  And I couldn't say he was "my most favorite boy in the whole wide world!"

A summer hiatus

I have taken a long break away from blogging.  I could call it "prioritizing", I was just too busy.  I could call "lacking in creativity", I felt uninspired in my writing...but let's face it there was truly only one reason why, I am stinking lazy.  There is something about having to take the picture, download it to my computer, editing the said picture, then to strive to write something creative and wonderful and post it hoping it will be widely accepted and if even that just read.  But I found these babies the other day and a film of guilt covered over me and I knew I had to continue on my blogging journey.

 I don't journal, I don't do any geneology, and I no longer scrapbook.  This is the only way in which I record my family history.  And compared to what I could be doing, writing until my hand hurts, researching my ancestors and destroying my house with paper and stickers laid out across the kitchen table and neglecting my children in the process; blogging doesn't seem so bad now.  So forgive me as I try to update over the next few weeks.