The littles before the wedding

SO VERY PRECIOUS!

Preparations

Helping Britt prepare for her wedding was such a special time.   All us girls spent the whole morning together in the most beautiful place!   Saybrook Point Inn, Old Saybrook CT

View from our hotel room

Reheasal Dinner

My beautiful cousin got married this summer and we were lucky enough to be there while these two dedicated their lives to each other.

It was a special time for a very special couple!

Just three cousins.   We are so happy for Britt and excited to welcome Chris to the family.

The Rehearsal Dinner

Those darn fish pictures

I have been given this amazing life.   This journey that I am on with my husband and my children.  We have been blessed beyond measure.

We live in an amazing community in Arizona.  My husband has been called to do a very important job.   I am able to stay home with our children.    I know this is where we are suppose to be.  This is what we are suppose to be doing.  Our lives have meaning and purpose and we are walking this path in thankfulness and grace.

But, this.   This is the hardest part.

Looking at this picture of my boys with fish.   This will bring the tears.   It makes me want to pack up all our things and head back to Wyoming.

I miss fishing.  I miss loading the boys up in the car and sitting on the banks of Lake Desmet for hours.  Watching my boys grow up with a pole in their hand.  Waiting for that one big fish.

My four year old doesn't know how much fun it is to play with a fish.   He doesn't know what kind of bait a trout would take.  He doesn't know how to set the hook at just the right time.

I stop myself.  I don't linger in this place of sadness for to long, just long enough to have a good cry.

I think about this day that my boys caught these two little fish.  We were with family.   Everyone came up to a small mountain town called Story and we had a picnic.  We played baseball.  It was a magical time.

And, I am thankful for this time.  Time to spend with each other and enjoy the mountains.  To be outside and do the things that we love.

The Polo Field

Time was spent at the polo field this summer.  My dad played every Sunday and we would go to cheer him on.  To stomp divits and enjoy the view.   My dad had an amazing polo season.   He played his heart out and won the Don King Days belt buckle.  A year to remember!

Kendrick Park

October 2nd.    I find myself sitting down at my computer to look through summer pictures.   Better late then never....however, I really hate that I am so far behind in my blogging.

These summer memories are so important.  Etched on my heart.  Not to be forgotten.

 Kendrick park in the heat of July.   Where a cool rivers calls to us.  6 kiddos with their nets and pails and a mama who longs for a few hours of playtime.   There is no better place.   

You absolutely must bring your fishing net.  There are fish in that river and if you are fast enough, you will catch them.

Owen was so focused on catching fish.   I have never seen anyone concentrate so much on something. And, of course he caught the most fish.

 The hours glide by and no one ever wants to leave.   Not even to get ice cream.   So engrossed in play.

We couldn't forget our click clack shoes.  Even on the rocks, they are a necessity.  And, putting our crocs on the wrong feet is also OK.  They still do the job.

After several hours, I finally bribe them with a scoop of icecream and we head across the bridge to the icecream stand.

The perfect end to a hot Wyoming day.