My family came home, finally!

Okay, so being ALL alone isn't all it's cracked up to be.  I was okay for the first 2 days and then, I got really bored.  It got so bad that I mowed the lawn!!  There was no one to yell at, pick on, or get in fights with.  Oh wait, my mistake...  I didn't hear anyone yelling or fighting or complaining.  The flip side of that is that I didn't hear any laughing, joking, singing, or squealing.  The doors hardly ever opened or shut.  There weren't any late night movies being played and I never heard the words, "Mom, can I have..."  This was the longest alone time I've ever had and I think it was one or two days too long.

For the first time in 8 years, I didn't attend girls camp.  It was a little weird sending my girls off and me not going with them.  Sarah and Amanda never knew a girls camp without me being there.  Don't get me wrong, I am totally okay with not going but it was a little strange.  My girls had so much fun with their leaders that I know it was suppose to be this way, this year.  Perhaps, in the next few years, I'll make it back.

My boys came home a little early (thank goodness) because they had had enough fun in the sun.  They had a blast exploring an old ghost town, rafting in Bear Lake, and getting sand blasted by a micro burst.  They fished (Jeffrey caught a tree) they skipped a football across Bear Lake for hours, and just goofed around and basically did that male bonding thing. 
They came home a little bit redder, but with some great memories.   

Dave just pinched Jeff's butt

I love my boys!

Some body forgot sunscreen!!!  I've been to that party!

Red arms too