This year at Bear Lake there was a new segment of the reunion added called “Fear Factor.” I’m pretty sure it’s one that will be sticking around for the long haul. Because it was a hoot I tell you. (man, I do sound like my mother:) Before I explain the gory details I must put…
Years ago my parents came up with “groups” for the grandkids. Group #1:(Let’s pretend they are all in the same picture with their arms around each other for that one…) Group #2: Group #3: Group #4: I love that these guys had a little welcome sign when the families trickled in one by one. Group…
There is a rare magical evening up at Bear Lake once or twice each year where we take full advantage of the golden moments when the sun is sinking slowly behind the mountains across the lake. It only happens when the stars align in just the right way: The little kids are in bed. The…
When the school year started I got serious about cooking. And even more serious when I created my new “pride and joy” (back here). I started taking pictures of all the food I make, our tried and true recipes, so I could put them on this blog and have them at my fingertips whenever I…
The only thing hindering our joy at reaching Bear Lake was the fact that Claire had woken up that morning at Dave’s sister’s house (back here) with the left side of her neck swollen up to the size of a watermelon. Ok, maybe not a watermelon, but pictures can’t do the swelling justice. It was…
Ok, back to summer for a minute… After our adventures in California we traveled straight to Utah for some BYU camps and our annual family reunion at Bear Lake. Dave had to get back to work, so we dropped him off at the airport to fly home and the kids and I braved the rest…
Dave’s sister and her six kids came to stay with us for a little while at the beginning of the summer. To say the kids were excited about that would be a serious understatement. They adore these guys. (Max about died when he realized it happened to coincide with his volleyball trip. He missed most…
When I had barely got my feet under myself as an ultra shy freshman in high school, my parents announced with excitement that our family would be moving to England for six months. As I remember it, there was no lead-up to this announcement. No preparation. No discussion. It was set in stone the minute…
I am so overwhelmed with gratitude lately that I get to be related to my in-laws. I know many aren’t so lucky with in-laws. I’ve heard some crazy, nutty stuff which makes me sad. But I have to write about how much I love these guys. Cause I thank my lucky stars on a daily…