I take so dang many pictures and there’s so much that happens up there.
Lucy, Max and I got home from NYC after midnight, slept for a few hours, met up with my high school friends for brunch, went with my friend Maureen to Costco and loaded up her car full to the brim with reunion food. (You see, the person who chaired the reunion the year before is in charge of helping to gather food, and that was me. And Maureen, bless her heart, was good enough to help since she was coming up to the lake with us for a couple days.)
Then we headed up to that glory place we call Bear Lake just in time to unload all that food, give big rounds of hugs, and take off on one of our traditional “sister’s walks” to watch the sun set on the other side of the lake, turning the sky all around us water-color-pastel.
Many good talks have happened along this road over the years.
That girl is like family since she’s grown up with us all so she fit right in.
Bo Jangles cracks us up at the lake.
She loves it, but she definitely knows her “people.”
She does not swim at home. She won’t get even close to the pool with a ten foot pole.
But at the lake she wants to keep us all in her view at all times. If we go out to the raft of boat, she’s right there next to us, just swimming away.
She makes me laugh.
And she looks mighty pretty when she’s wet:
She and my sister’s dog Scout (behind her above) have a big time up at the lake I tell you!
Gosh I had missed this sparkly Claire of mine, since she had come up to the lake with cousins while Max, Lu and I were in NYC:
They were born only a few days apart and they were snuggled up to no end the whole time up there:
Grace and Max arrived the day before the reunion so they could be there in time for the always-much-anticipated GRAMMIE CAMPS (my mom does a little session with every group of kids every year…she never ceases to amaze me…more on that back HERE).
I didn’t get pics this year, but she did a blog post that talks about what they did if you scroll to the end over HERE).
There’s something about getting the majority of your kids back together that just speaks to me.
Hugging by the car in the hazy afternoon sun, Bo bounding around them in excitement. So good to see Grace again since this summer I keep missing her.
…and it never hurts to have that big brother mixed in… 🙂
Everyone got a turn, including one who had never skied before.
And I showed Grace the ropes so I could take my own turn on that beauty-lake.
Nothing like a good ski surrounded by all those different hues of blue…
…especially when it’s right there with these girls I love: