I really love summer. I'm so excited that the kids are home all day, every day, all of the kids, every day. I am just so tired every night and they eat so much. I love our summer days together, though. I think I make the big kids feel a little smothered by my enthusiasm and I'm trying to back off, but I just get so excited to have them to myself.
One thing that we thought would be fun, and still might be, but right now just feels mostly burdensome, is that we bought a pop up trailer. We did. We'd been thinking about it for a while and we just looked on craigslist and bought one. And we bought a trailer hitch for our car and had it installed, and we bought fabric to recover the cushions in the trailer, and we bought a lot of flashlights because you need them when you camp, and we bought bedspreads because we're going to "GLAMP" and we bought fabric to replace the old curtains, and we had the hitch rewired because we didn't know what we were doing the first time, and we put the trailer up and down about 7 dozen times, and we cleaned it out really well and then filled it up with a bunch of "camping stuff" and bought a couple kayaks to go on top. I'm just ready to actually go camping with it so that we'll know if this was a really good idea or a really bad one, and that is going to happen in two days. We are taking our little pop up for it's maiden camping trip to celebrate Father's Day and my birthday. I will have to report on the whole experience. I'm trying to remain calm.
Here are some pictures of our summer adventuring so far--Dripping rock trail, Manilla Pond, and lots of backyard time.
It's been six months since Louie came home. I cannot believe how seamless this adoption has felt for me. He is the piece of me and of our family that I didn't know how much I was missing. He is calm, sweet, and cuddly and loves his big brothers and sisters, but also his personal space. He loves to be read to and sung to and rocked. He has the best I'm-about-to-cry-face and that's usually all it takes to get what he wants from any sibling and plenty of attention too. He loves the sand box and being outside. He has words for all his family members and asks about whoever is missing. He loves baths and can hold his own when splashing with Simon. He is walking and running a little toddler run. He loves cars and bikes and anything with wheels. He wants to ride a school bus! He is such a gift and I'm so thankful we didn't let fear keep us from him. I cannot believe how lucky I am to be these six kids'mommy and I cannot believe how lucky I am to have Louie be my baby.
It was a cotton candy kind of night because my grandma and grandpa had a cotton candy machine at family dinner. What? We convinced Simon to try some, which was difficult. It doesn't look like food, and it's kind of not, but he was okay with eating it anyway after one taste. The kids with blue mouths played by this red house that I love. This home is a precious place to me.
This boy was told he could not go inside to wash off and washrags and a bowl of water were brought outside for him. It's just really hard to eat this stuff and not get incredibly sticky when your a six-year-old little boy. Good night.
We went to visit Grandma and Grandpa this past weekend and had the best time. Our favorite part of the whole thing was a field trip to Bear World in Rexburg, ID. The animal viewing was awesome and so were the free kids carnival rides at the end. Also, we loved the petting zoo. I took about no pictures except for these while we were all piled into our new big van, named The Bus. I guess I thought we were even cuter than the bears.
It was a much needed weekend with family that was good for our souls, and now we're back to Summer for two more weeks. I'm not ready for the end. I'm ready for a schedule because we really lack in that department during summer, and I'm ready to get on top of a lot of things we let go during summer break, (laundry, cooking, cleaning) but I'm not ready to have these kids in school all day again. I like them a lot.
Just a reminder that Charlie is an Animal Expert.
The porch turns out to be where the kids spend a lot of time when I tell them to go outside. It's outside, but just barely. I can still hear all the shrieking and laughing and yelling if I'm in the kitchen and they can make fish faces on the screen door for me. They have hammock wars on the porch and sometimes relax nicely in the hammocks too, and they eat their snacks sitting on the railing. The screen door slams about four thousand times each day. Summer, we love you.
Max went to BYU Lacrosse camp and I think his favorite part of the whole thing was wearing a helmet and pads. It automatically made lacrosse the coolest sport he's tried yet. He ended up having a great experience and has been carrying his lacrosse stick and ball with him always the last few days. He had a hard day in the middle of camp, though when he wanted to come home. The hard day happened to be the day that Taylor was able to sneak away from work to go watch Max, not knowing he was having a rough time. When Max saw Taylor he came over to the fence crying and said he wanted to go home--they talked about how he could do hard things and needed to stick with it. (good thing it was dad there, cause I maybe would have been like, "Hop in! Let go get you some ice cream") Taylor stayed and watched him for an hour and a half and then they did stop for ice cream on the way home and Max was so proud of himself for doing something hard. The fact that Taylor somehow had the time in his schedule that day to do that, when Max really needed his dad, was a miracle. It was also a reminder to me of how much my Heavenly Father loves me and loves my kids. They are His and He will help us be their parents. Good news, cause I really have no idea what I'm doing.
Last thing was this sweet family tree that Charlie wrote down in his Journal. Thankful he knows his grandmas and grandpas and knows he is part of this family who loves him.