AUGUST?

So where did the month of August go? Last thing I knew I was in Flaming Gorge sitting back on the boat with some great company and chillin to some nice music. When all of a sudden I get smacked in the head with something I call reality and here I am... My brothers came and stayed a week with us and are gone already, we said farwell to Cindy and her family, I spent 3 days on a girls trip relaxing, we finished swimteam with a bang, fall soccer season has started, the kids are back in school, I had my first day of preschool, my burban and my jeep broke down, Treg started KINDERGARTEN, I just turned another year older (OUCH), and my freedom of summer was whipped away from me.

I think deep down under I didn't want to realize all that was happening this August. So I just let it all fly by. Don't get me wrong I enjoyed most of it but it was life and it was fast and now it is over and I truely am thankful for the photos that I can look at to remember just what we did.

The hardest thing of all of August was letting my Treg go to kindergarten and I had to face it with a smile on my face... Until he was out of sight anyway. It was so hard to let him go and realize that he is growing up and that I can't teach him everything. That he will have to learn from living his own life and listening to those around him. I love his teacher Mrs. Bigler just couldn't get any better... but wow I am still struggling. Even though he loves it and the highlight of the day is going to school since he gets to ride his 2 wheeled bike.

My birthday was spent in the desert 4-wheeling. We had a great time going to some crystal caves and playing in the pond with the salamanders and snakes. But I did turn 35, yes I am now in my MID- THIRTIES and it sucks to think that. But I am who I am and I am thankful for all the experiences I have had that have made me who I am. So hoorah my birthday is finally over. P.S. Did I ever mention how bad I hate snakes. Funny how on my 35th birthday I felt like I was finally old enough to be brave enough to be a good example for my kids. I held these 2 snakes to prove to my kids and myself that I can do scary things and I can even try to be brave about it... OH I HATE SNAKES. Just looking at this photo gives me the creepy crawly shivers down my spine!

My sweet big brothers and sister came to town. My brothers live out of state and my sister is way southern Utah. I miss them all so much. I wish they were here to live with us and enjoy the everyday moments that happen all the time. The ones that can't be staged and experience over the phone or internet. But we had a great time while they were here... We played rockband, went to Lagoon, had a BBQ at my house, we even took a spontanious group family photo with a remote that didn't turn out to bad, we went swimming, fishing, movies, we went to the farm... But most of all we just enjoyed sharing time with one another and enjoying those little kids. I love most of all to watch our kids interact with each other and realize that somehow even though they live so far away they "GET" eachother. They love their cousins for simply being part of them. It is amazing how a family creates bonds so strong that they can not be duplicated.

The most relieving thing that happened in August was that my kids all got teachers that they like. And they have not had any hesitations going to school. School is a hard enough thing to face without the teachers that make it nice to be there.

So when you have nice teachers that are there because they want to see you progress then it makes life a little easier. Bowdee's teacher is Mrs. Bender who he absolutely loves. He has 4 of his closest friends in that class with him and he loves it.

Matia has Mrs. Trulock and she is excited to get to know her better. She only had two friends in that class that she knew, but now she has made a couple more friends already that she loves to be with.

And of course I just love Mrs. Bigler who is Tregs teacher. Bowdee had the same kindergarten teacher and I told the school I would do what it takes to get Treg in her class this year. She is simply amazing!

The most painful thing that happened in August was last weekend Terry went camping on a boys trip for the weekend. So me and the kids had alot of fun doing our things. We went to the movies, soccer games, swimming, ward carnival, playing with cousins and church. Well at church I was sitting in relief society (still in shock that I was there with no children to worry about because they are all so happy in their classes). Anyway, there was a new couple announced and yes they looked like they were 12. The same way I imagine Terry and I looked when we were first married. I watched this couple all throughout class and they were so cute. They were constantly touching each other and catching each others eye for a quick smile, you know the newlywed stuff. Well it seems like it was just yesterday that Terry and I were doing the same thing. I remember never wanting him to leave my side. I hated relief society because he couldn't come with me. It hurt so bad to not have him there with me. I still feel the same way... Even though we don't look 12 anymore and I don't constantly have to have my hands on him... I long for him when he is not there. I miss him and think about him constantly, church is a hard thing for me to face alone because I feel that void and that empty spot next to me (even though I have some sweet friend sitting by me). But I keep trying to do it as much as I can for my sweet kids who need it in their lives. Even though to be honest with you I would rather be where he is, doing what he is doing. Sometimes love just plain hurts. But I am glad it hurts, I am glad I still have the desire to be with him all the time. I am glad I just never feel like I can get enough of him. I am glad his is still mine and we are still in love.

Don't get me wrong I love life, I love the curve balls, I love the challenges, I love the game... but sometimes it seems like the game goes by so fast I am worried that the last inning will be here before I know it. Sometimes I get tired of running around the bases or swinging and missing the ball but I just have to remember all games end and I just have to keep playing my best. I am not worried about the score I am sure it will all work itself out in the end just as long as I keep playing my best it will be a good game played! One that I will have created memories that will be remembered by my teamplayers and those I played against. I just hope they are all good memories!