I really had every intention of blogging this summer but somehow I seem to disappear from June to September. In May I went to Texas for five days all by myself (which was a blast) but I think trying to prepare for my trip along with the approaching end of the school year activities really did me in. Blogging got left behind and then forgotten about as May turned into June and summer-time fun set in. I will now make my infamous "things that happened while I didn't blog" list with the all too familiar promise, to go back later and write and post pictures (etc.), that I don't always keep, but none-the-less here is my list:
June:
Talia had safety camp. When I picked her up after the first day she told me her favorite part of the day was "attacking the boys." Upon further prodding I found that this meant jumping on and tickling the teenage boys that were the helpers. Good grief!
I was really sick and stayed in bed for a week. NOT FUN!
Joined the pool and spent a great deal of the rest of the summer lazily hanging out in the sun.
GIRLS CAMP! Aubrey had her first year of church girls camp and I got to go and spend a couple of days with her. (This truly deserves it's own post.)
Running and biking on the towpath.
High Adventure Scout Camp.
JULY:
More swimming. And other outings: mall, movies, library, park, parties typical summer stuff
Cross country camp.
More family running and biking on the towpath.
Broken toes and lost toenails.
Our whirlwind north-western states tour. 16 days, 14 states, 6,041 miles, 114 hours and 9 minutes of driving, 3 national parks, 1 national monument, 1 family reunion, and millions of crazy adventures. I promise this will be elaborated on in an upcoming post.
August:
Cross country practice and races.
Back to school shopping........ and more shopping.
Birthdays (AUBREY BECOMES A TEENAGER) and anniversaries.
Musical auditions. Shakespeare tutoring. Open house. Back to school!
Talia's first day of kindergarten.
Other thoughts:
I love to blog and I hate to fall behind because not only do I enjoy sharing the everyday events of our lives with our friends and family scattered around the US of A but I love having all of these memories preserved as part of our family journaling. The more time that passes between posts the guiltier I feel and the harder it is to begin to write again because I always think, where to I start?
About a month ago the visiting speaker at church talked about a phenomenon known as "Mormon Mommy bloggers." My ears perked up a bit and the guilt swelled as I listened knowing that I hadn't blogged for some time but also at the message he was sharing. He read from an article written by a non-Mormon blogger. She claims to be an addicted Mormon-mommy-blog stalker. She finds our attitudes about our daily happenings fascinating. We love being homemakers. We love being mothers. We love to laugh about the crazy things our children do. We love to be frugal. We love to share our testimonies. And we love share our lives and examples with others. While the author of this article has no interest in converting to our faith she - and it turns out thousands of other women as well - are smitten with our Mormon-mothering culture. I know there are several mystery hits on my blog (thanks to google trackers) but I don't know if they are Mormon-mommy-blog stalkers or not. But hearing this made me think a little bit about what I share on here and I realized that I am not particularly open about sharing the love I feel for my Savior. I know that Jesus Christ lives. I know that He is my Savior. And while I have never expressed this so pointedly here, I do hope that any reader of my blog can see from my attitudes about life that I do believe in Him and try to emulate Him and to live His gospel.
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