Davy Jones

Davy Jones and me out for a Sunday cruise...
Yes, we drove about 10 miles like that. I was laughing so hard I could barely drive. Gotta love Gracee!

Buh-Bye

Here they are, ready for the first day.

Quickly the situation turned to panic for Adam. Luke was cool as a cucumber.

I walked them over to where they need to line up. Adam's nerves morphed into terrified shrieks. I got Luke in line with his class and turned my attention to Adam but he was nowhere to be found. Gone. I was scanning the masses of Kindergartners and parents and realized that he probably went back to the car. So I ran back through the parking lot and spotted him near the playground hiding behind a big tree. I had to chase him down but when I caught him he was hanging onto me with strength I didn't know he possessed. I had to walk him into the school where his screaming echoed down the hallways like a horror movie. His teacher had to physically pry him off my body and take him into his classroom. I bolted. Like a bat out of hell. Like a prisoner out of jail. By the time I got to the car I was sweating bullets and emotional. But free at last!

Eric picked the kids up after school and he got this picture of them coming out to the car. This was not posed. They actually came out of the school all holding hands. Ahhh, cuuuute.

The other night Eric was talking to Cameron about school and they had this little conversation:

Eric: "Cam, I bet you're the smartest kid in the class!"

Cam: "Nope, you are wrong Dad. There's another girl who is way smarter than me."

Eric: "How do you know that?"

Cam: "Because she did Kindergarten TWICE!"

WHY ME???

This morning Eric so kindly offered to take Cameron to school so I didn't have to make the trek to Pleasant Grove AGAIN. I got her all ready and went to walk them out to the car and we realized that the garage had been left open all night. And my purse was gone. Stolen right out of the front seat of my car! I was freaked out but needed to keep my cool for the kids. I sent Eric and Cameron on their way, called the police and then called my mom. She saved the day by taking the boys away.
I spent the day canceling cards, tracking down alternate forms of ID, getting a new drivers license (which by the way, is by far the ugliest picture I have ever had taken because I'd been crying). I was emotionally spent by about 1:00. I asked the boys to go to the basement and have some quite time so I could lay down for a minute. Within just a few minutes Adam came running up the stairs saying that there was a broken window in the basement. A completely shattered french door to be exact. I don't know how on earth I didn't notice it sooner, but again I called the police.
I have never really been a scared person. I am used to being alone when Eric travels and I'm not wimpy about it at all. But this has me scared. Really scared. My kids' bedrooms are in the basement. What if this burglar had gotten into the house? Why do I have worse luck than most people I know?
I guess the silver lining in all of this is that I get to buy a new purse. There are few things in life that make me happier than a really great new bag.

It's the most wonderful time of the year

Cameron started school again today. She was so excited to be going all day long and even eating lunch at school. And I am glad that she is busy all day doing anything other than bossing her brothers around.
For me the excitement has only been slightly dampened by the drive to and from Pleasant Grove twice daily. We enrolled her in school thinking that we would have moved into our house by now. But we still haven't closed. We will likely be moving the first week in September. Cross your fingers because we're finding that buying a house isn't quite as simple as it used to be.
Anyway, we are so happy that Cameron has started the first grade! I feel so OLD!

dangle

Eric just shaved a moustache and thinks he's wearing it to the new ward tomorrow. I am officially married to Officer Dangle. I swear his purpose in life is to annoy me.

the Uintas

We just got back from camping in the Uintas with Grandpa Bob and Glennie. We had such a great time. The kids finally got to spend the night in a camper. They've been talking about it for years. Eric got to fish and each of the kids got to 'catch a fish'. Adam turned out to be our best fisherman. He was the only one who had enough patience to sit and watch Eric cast line after line. He was very disappointed that he didn't catch a salmon to eat.
Cameron and Luke spent the whole time wrestling each other. Cameron said her favorite part was watching the shooting stars. Adam said his favorite part was his "really great nap" in the car. Luke loved finding a severed fish head on the beach.
I loved the bacon for breakfast, mountain biking and just sitting around with nothing to do. Grandpa and Glennie took the kids on little adventures and it was a very much-needed break for me.

Here is Adam with his first fish!

You can tell by the pictures that Cameron did not enjoy fishing as much as her dad and brother.

Adam and Luke were in heaven with so many sticks to swing at each other.

Grandpa and Luke on the raft

Adam and Glennie

We sat around the campfire and tried to stay awake for the meteor shower, but the boys didn't last long enough. Please ignore the pretty glasses.

close quarters

We are all settled into a townhome in Sandy. Many thanks to my aunt, Puffy, for letting us stay here. It's a little strange to be in a new place. The kids don't have any friends and have been playing non-stop with each other. Adam and Luke are sharing a bed again. Eric and I are trying to sleep in the same bed... a full-size bed. Usually one of us ends up on a mattress in Cameron's room. Eric is working in a half bathroom that has been converted into an office. We are so happy to have somewhere so nice to stay even if it is close quarters.
The good news is that we found a house! It's not a short sale or a foreclosure so we are able to move before school starts. We are so excited! Now we are able to sit back and enjoy the next few weeks of summer and living where we have a pool. I can breathe again. Life is good.

It's like they never left the womb.