And just like that, June has come to a close. The mood at our has mostly been calm (that's a polished way of saying that we have been laaaazy.) Having made it through girl's camp, I feel like I'm slowly exhaling. Aside from Lottie's swim lessons, yw activities, Eliza's sewing and Henry's scouting activities, we don't have much going on and I LOVE it. When I see a blank day on my calendar, I smile. When I see multiple days in a row that are blank, I feel real joy! That's not to say we sit at home and do nothing, although sometimes this is what I need and crave; but I view those days as an empty canvas. I am free to design our day around our mood and indulge in a little spontaneity. Truth be told, I have been trying to cram in as much fun as possible. When it comes to reading, chores and all the other things responsible parents incorporate into their summer, I am failing. Maybe for July I will be better; but after many months of schedule following, appointment keeping, homework doing and all that other "important" stuff... I am allowing us to rebel a little. And it's been so nice.
Karma, or whoever pulls the strings, found out about all the fun we've been having so when it came time for us to help clean the church; our family ended up being the only people who showed up; along with one other person. Two and half hours later... we were done and out the door. Lottie's job, and she really was so helpful, was to keep Forrest occupied in the nursery. Henry and Eliza proved themselves to be great helpers. I really appreciated their (mostly) good attitudes.
Long story short, Lottie was the only one who made it into swimming lessons. Aside from Forrest, she needed it the most so I'm grateful it worked out. Prior to her lessons, she was so nervous to put her face in the water. By day 2, she was doing this...
That day we pulled a "summer double feature" which means we were crazy and participated in two super fun activities. I use the word crazy because it mostly is. Kids need to relax and replenish their energy (read: Mom needs a nap!) or else things can quickly fall apart. Before meeting up for Tyler's party, we were invited by our friends to one of the neatest parties ever.
Check that slide out!
The cute Campbell twins had a birthday and we were lucky enough to be invited. The kids could have stayed all day. The endless supply of shaved ice, popcorn and cotton candy kept them going!
Forrest was clever as he found the most perfect place to put his shaved ice.
His example and devotion to our family is a great blessing in our lives. We are so thankful for the opportunities and daily essentials that he selflessly provides for us. As a stake high councilor, he keeps very busy. The kids observe him and I think, respect the time he spends trying to fulfill his responsibilities... At least that's what I tell myself is happening on those Sundays that I'm taking care of family business solo. I'm grateful for his testimony and think it's neat that people in our stake are getting to know him better.
Happy Father's day to the men in my life. Our Bubba is loved and adored by all those who live here too. He was off on a fancy adventure so we didn't have the chance to celebrate him in person. He is never far from my thoughts because most days, as I find myself admiring the Dad that Andrew is, I think of Doug. He modeled Fatherhood so well for Andrew. He is who we have to thank! (And Nanna Teresa too, of course!)
Speaking of modeling behavior... I hope these boys of ours pick up on all these great qualities. One thing is for sure though; that love of nature, dirt and all things gross is clearly being passed on. Thirty worms later... these two boys had quite the collection!
I don't think I've ever paid tribute to my Heavenly Father on a Father's day post in the past, but feel prompted so I'm going to continue to type. I am thankful to know that I have a Father in Heaven. I believe that I lived with Him before I was sent to Earth. I believe that He was deliberate in detailing the plans of my life. I believe that He is aware of me and my family. I watched Finding Dory today with my kids (spoiler alert... don't keep reading if you haven't seen it) and was so touched by the way Charlie and Jenny faithfully lined up sea shell after sea shell; creating paths that each led back to their home for Dory to find. They were devoted and tireless in their effort to bring their lost child home.
Like Dory (this analogy is a stretch, I'm sorry!), I am lost and fallen. But I know that God is patiently waiting for me to make my return home to Him. He has laid out a path for me to follow. If I can maintain my focus and not to be influenced by the distractions of the world, it is my great hope that I will return home to Him. There will be challenges and heart ache along the way. But there are also friends, helpers and reminders to help keep me on track. Of all the helps, I am most grateful for the gift of His Son, Jesus Christ. Without Him, in keeping with my Dory analogy, I'd forever be lost in a dark and lonely ocean. It is Christ who leads the way and lights the path. (Oh boy, I think it's bedtime...just keep typing, just keeping typing...) The organization of the family is divine. And I am eternally thankful that I get to make this journey with them at my side. I really am going to bed now!