Our girl Sarah starts life in the big school today. The big ole BYU that is. It's been a roller coaster of emotions for me since we dropped her off last Wednesday. Sunday dinner was straight up SAD. We miss her crazy, bubbly self around these parts. And her singing. Ah, her singing. That's probably the thing I miss very most. I can text and call and hear her sweet voice through the phone, but I love busying myself around the house while listening to that voice float out of her room. There's nothing quite like it to this mothers ears. I am adjusting though. Enjoying loads of one on one time with Analisa before she turns around and does the same thing a year from now. There are gobs of books and classes on bringing these little one's into the world but no one can quite prepare you for letting them go.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Happy Anniversary Gipsy Style
Last night we celebrated our 21st wedding anniversary with one of my favorite outings, an outdoor concert under the stars, dancing to awesome music.
We met up with some dear friends, Rhett and Willow and danced the night away.
And by the way, if you're ever hurting for motivation to deep clean your house, turn this up really loud and watch the clutter practically put itself away;) Gotta love The Gipsy Kings!
Sunday, August 14, 2011
7 Brides for 7 Brothers
Once upon a time there was a 12 year old girl who reluctantly went to a combined Young Men/ Young Women volleyball activity at the church. She noticed a curly haired blond boy, just barely dating age, and became smitten when he turned and smiled her way. A few minutes after this exchange a volleyball came crashing down on her face leaving her totally embarrassed thinking life as she knew it was over! Surely he'd only think of her as the clumsy little beehive who couldn't play volleyball.
There were other small exchanges over the years even a couple letters from Brazil. But it wasn't until last fall, 5 years after that first encounter, that the same cute boy got the nerve to ask her to join him on a motorcycle ride. Her mother watched out the kitchen window as she hopped on the back of that bike grinning from ear to ear, arms wrapped around him holding on for dear life.
They have had many adventures over the past 10 months. One of which was doing a summer play together. Something I'm sure he never imagined doing. He learned a solo for the audition. And even learned to polka with the best of them. Oh, the things he's done for love! The hardest thing he's had to do is watch her kiss another guy three times a week on stage during the wedding scene. How many couples can say they've been through that one? The show plays Tuesday, Thursday and closes Saturday this week.
They are off to college next week. Who knows what the future holds for these two dear ones. But oh what a fun ride it's been!
There were other small exchanges over the years even a couple letters from Brazil. But it wasn't until last fall, 5 years after that first encounter, that the same cute boy got the nerve to ask her to join him on a motorcycle ride. Her mother watched out the kitchen window as she hopped on the back of that bike grinning from ear to ear, arms wrapped around him holding on for dear life.
They have had many adventures over the past 10 months. One of which was doing a summer play together. Something I'm sure he never imagined doing. He learned a solo for the audition. And even learned to polka with the best of them. Oh, the things he's done for love! The hardest thing he's had to do is watch her kiss another guy three times a week on stage during the wedding scene. How many couples can say they've been through that one? The show plays Tuesday, Thursday and closes Saturday this week.
They are off to college next week. Who knows what the future holds for these two dear ones. But oh what a fun ride it's been!
Monday, August 8, 2011
h2O
I asked the Dad of a struggling teenager who's life had miraculously turned from dark to light what made the difference in his daughter's transformation. His response was simple, "We bought a boat."
Thanks to the generosity of Papa Hill, (Blake's Dad) I understood why an afternoon on the water surrounded by nature and loved ones would make for the best kind of medicine.
Here are way too many pictures (30) of our recent boating adventures.
cute little boating couple
Samuel is so lucky to have discovered the joy of boating at the ripe old age of 6! He loves the tube but mainly he likes to lay out at the very front of the boat and daydream.
My first time on the tube ever. I laughed so hard I cried. Thank goodness Paul was driving the boat. He was gentle but still made it to where it was fun without tossing us over.
Kate decides to water ski for the first time ever. Can you see the excitement in her eyes?
Paul and Blake gave her careful instructions. No one better to learn from than the patient Hill boys.
Love her nervous little grin here.
And she's up. First try! Way to go Kit-Kat!
Cute couple again.
Sammy took his role as flag holder very serious.
Analisa's turn.
And she's up. First try too!
The girls decided to go tubing rough style. Blake is giving Sarah instructions on how to hold on for dear life.
I love this picture even though it's blurry. So fun!
After everyone had their fill of skiing, the boat became a napping boat. The mellow playlist kicked in on the speakers and people clustered in different areas of what we affectionately call the Paul Hill/James Bond boat. Here he is chit chatting with my Katherine asking her about Junior High and life at 14. What a great time to relax, munch and mingle all on the quite of a beautiful lake.
Here I am before my first attempt at water skiing. Everyone made it look so easy. What was I thinking?! Yes folks, I even got my hair wet.
Blake was even sweet enough to get in the water to help me. Unfortunately, I was only able to stand up for 5 seconds, if that. Well, there's always next time!
Thanks to the generosity of Papa Hill, (Blake's Dad) I understood why an afternoon on the water surrounded by nature and loved ones would make for the best kind of medicine.
Here are way too many pictures (30) of our recent boating adventures.
cute little boating couple
Samuel is so lucky to have discovered the joy of boating at the ripe old age of 6! He loves the tube but mainly he likes to lay out at the very front of the boat and daydream.
My first time on the tube ever. I laughed so hard I cried. Thank goodness Paul was driving the boat. He was gentle but still made it to where it was fun without tossing us over.
Kate decides to water ski for the first time ever. Can you see the excitement in her eyes?
Paul and Blake gave her careful instructions. No one better to learn from than the patient Hill boys.
Love her nervous little grin here.
And she's up. First try! Way to go Kit-Kat!
Cute couple again.
Sammy took his role as flag holder very serious.
Analisa's turn.
And she's up. First try too!
The girls decided to go tubing rough style. Blake is giving Sarah instructions on how to hold on for dear life.
I love this picture even though it's blurry. So fun!
After everyone had their fill of skiing, the boat became a napping boat. The mellow playlist kicked in on the speakers and people clustered in different areas of what we affectionately call the Paul Hill/James Bond boat. Here he is chit chatting with my Katherine asking her about Junior High and life at 14. What a great time to relax, munch and mingle all on the quite of a beautiful lake.
Here I am before my first attempt at water skiing. Everyone made it look so easy. What was I thinking?! Yes folks, I even got my hair wet.
Blake was even sweet enough to get in the water to help me. Unfortunately, I was only able to stand up for 5 seconds, if that. Well, there's always next time!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Rain
I remember growing up in Houston looking forward to Hurricane season. Something about rain, wind and dark clouds brought excitement to our humble home on Exchange Street. Almost always it was accompanied by power outages which meant my sister Moni and I got to huddle next to windows with candles and watch as the flood waters rose and crept closer and closer to our front door. We'd take turns running outside to see how deep the water was on our skinny little legs. It was exhilarating. When the storms would finally pass it seemed like everyone on the block would gather outside to assess the damage while us kids tried our long jump skills by seeing who could jump farthest over the overflowing ditches without falling in.
Yesterday, while driving home on the freeway from Matthew's piano lesson, a rain shower that rivaled those of my youth hit Salt Lake full force. We pulled over at our local grocery store which sits high on the hill to watch as the rain cleansed over the valley. It was beautiful. We even stepped out and danced in it just for fun. We came home to find that the rest of the gang had the same idea. Love summer rain!
Yesterday, while driving home on the freeway from Matthew's piano lesson, a rain shower that rivaled those of my youth hit Salt Lake full force. We pulled over at our local grocery store which sits high on the hill to watch as the rain cleansed over the valley. It was beautiful. We even stepped out and danced in it just for fun. We came home to find that the rest of the gang had the same idea. Love summer rain!
Monday, August 1, 2011
because I live with a super model
I had to share just a few more stunning pictures of baby girl, Analisa.
We have had a whirlwind of a summer! I plan on going back and documenting our many little adventures. While the pictures won't come anything close to this caliber, still, it's fun to share.
Happy August!
We have had a whirlwind of a summer! I plan on going back and documenting our many little adventures. While the pictures won't come anything close to this caliber, still, it's fun to share.
Happy August!
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