Thursday, October 20, 2016

Gardner Village

We love to go see the witches at Gardner Village every year.
Hunter is at such a fun age right now that he loves doing and seeing all these new things.
Holidays are so bright through his eyes.

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

pumpkin patch

Hunter is obsessed with pumpkins!
It's so fun to see him get excited every time he sees them.
Let's hope he loves snow as much come winter!

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Star Valley Temple

I still remember the day this temple was announced at General conference.
Then we went to the groundbreaking ceremony.
Then we watched it go up each time we visited the cabin.

I couldn't let the open house pass by without going to visit.
It was hard to find a time that would work with schedules.
My dad offered to take Hunter and I on a quick overnight trip.
It was a lot of driving for a very short stay,
but I'd say it was worth it.

We went last Thursday afternoon.
We went to the cabin to get the heat turned on and then headed to eat.
We had a yummy dinner at the fish place.
By the time we got to the temple it was snowing like crazy!
Luckily we got right in so we weren't too cold.
When we got out the snow had let up and it was a beautiful night.
We went to get an ice cream cone and headed back to the cabin.

Friday we just got up and headed home.
Shortest cabin trip ever!

Hunter was so good both ways and we had a nice little stay!

Monday, October 10, 2016

treehouse museum

We went to the Treehouse Museum in Ogden with Rhonda and Cael.
We loved it and can't wait to go back again!

There are so many cute and fun things to do there.
Some of Hunter's favorites were the trains and the panda bear hospital.

Go check it out if you haven't!

Thursday, October 6, 2016

City Creek

Grandma Hazel has been dying to get to City Creek.
We finally scheduled a day and made it happen.

We had a grandma, 3 kids, a double stroller and a wheel chair.
We were quite the site to see!

We started with lunch, shopped and then ended with ice cream!

Grandma had a lovely day and finally found her white top she was looking for.
After hours of hunting...

It's fun to do things like this with grandma since we don't have our mom to do them with.
I am so thankful we've had grandma Hazel these last 11 years.
I'm not sure what we will do without her!

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

General Conference

“Saints can be happy under every circumstance.  We can feel joy even while having a bad day, a bad week, or even a bad year!

My dear brothers and sisters, the joy we feel has little to do with the circumstances of our lives and everything to do with the focus of our lives.

When the focus of our lives is on God’s plan of salvation, as President Monson just taught us, and Jesus’ gospel, we can feel joy regardless of what is happening—or not happening—in our lives.  Joy comes from and because of Him.  He is the source of all joy.  We feel it at Christmastime when we sing, “Joy to the world, the Lord is come.” And we can feel it all year round.  

For Latter-day Saints, Jesus Christ is joy!”

—Russell M. Nelson 

Monday, September 26, 2016


365 more day have passed.

A friend sent me a song a couple weeks ago.
And it has been on constant repeat.

It's funny how a famous singer, who is a complete stranger, knows exactly how I feel.
She lost her mom a couple years ago so I guess she knows how I feel
because she feels it too.

"I Remember Her"
Ingrid Michaelson

There’s a house, that’s not on a hill
And the paint’s chipping off
Of the old window sill
There’s a tree in the front yard
That’s older than me
And older than all of you

There’s a smell that the heat makes
It reminds me of Christmas
And birthdays in December
I remember her
I remember her so well

But things they fade

She would kiss my hand
She would kiss my head
Then she’d fall asleep with me
In my tiny bed
She would sing me lullabies
Gave me my hazel eyes
And then she’d call me beautiful
She made me beautiful

I remember her
I remember her so well

But things they fade
Things turn to grey
As much as I try to save them
They turn grey
Just like the house, that’s not on a hill
With all of the rust on the gate
The chips on the sill
But I love it still