Guilt

As my little angel lay asleep in her bed I feel overwhelmed with guilt. I feel guilty because some women can never get pregnant. I feel guilty because some women get pregnant and miscarry or give birth to lifeless children. I feel guilty for being so blessed, blessed because my little girl isn’t covered with burns, my little girl hasn’t spent time in a hospital bed, my little girl hasn’t lost her hair to cancer, my little girl has legs that can run and eyes that see and ears that hear and honestly when I look at her she’s perfect to me. Why did I get so lucky and why do I take all of these things for granted almost every single day?

All That Dirt and I Could Still Kiss Her Face Off

We spent 5 days camping in Emigration Canyon with my family.

 

 

 

We went to Bloomington Lake

 

And Bear Lake.

Ran.

Played games.

Ate lots of good food.

Did lots of sitting around.

 

 

The kids built a fort with their own bedrooms and everything.

 

And when we were packing up, Brinley found this nice and cozy rock to lay on.

Can't wait to plan our next camping trip.

Hyrum Dam

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 (July 10, 2010)

Troy and Sabra invited us to go boating with them. We had a blast! Brinley was so brave and couldn’t get enough of the tube. She especially had fun when Uncle Troy let her drive. It was Dustin’s first time wakeboarding and he did great. After only a few tries he was standing.

Our 4th of July Weekend

We have a tradition of watching the fireworks on Grandma and Grandpa Cazier's front lawn.  The view is great and we always have so much fun!

We always light a few fireworks of our own.  Apparently you aren't supposed to put a girl (me) in charge of buying fireworks.  I bought things like sparklers and snaps, but the boys didn't think they were too cool so Curtis bought a few 'real' fireworks.  Funny thing... our little dare devil was actually afraid of snaps.

 

 

Brinley absolutely loves her uncle Steve.  They had so much fun dancing together, while eating popcorn of course.

 

Dustin's grandparents are so sweet.  I so admire their selflessness and can only hope that when I'm their age I can look at my own family and see the same greatness I see in theirs.

We stayed up way too late,

 

then the next morning Chelsea and I ran the Freedom Run 15k.   It was a great run!  I think a 15k is the perfect distance.

We were able to ride in the Cruise-in parade with Mike.  Brinley had a blast (probably because she wasn't confined in her car seat).  She kept saying, "This is so much fun."  She loved waving at everyone.  Plus, Grandpa's Studebaker is pretty cool.

Mike was able to take Grandma and Grandpa for a ride in the Stude.  I know it meant a lot to all three of them.  They really have a love and appreciation for old cars.

 

It was a great weekend! I am so proud to be an American!