Bear Lake

On our way home from Preston, the kids and I decided to stop at Bear Lake for fresh raspberry shakes and a little beach time.

No pictures of Grace and Liam, who were way out swimming.

I have to admit that I feel a little hypocritical posting these pictures that make it look like we had such a lovely day. Because it wasn't. It was a bad mom day for me. Things had been building up all week (okay, all summer) and I pretty much lost it on the way home.

This summer has been killer, and not killer in a good way. The kids and I have had a very hard time adjusting to this move. I thought waiting until summer to move was a good idea, letting the kids finish up one school year and start a new one in a new place. But now I think it might have been smart to just move in April when Garreth got the job. That way we could have gotten right into a routine, the kids would have made friends at school, etc. Because we are really driving each other crazy this summer. None of us has any friends, the house is a disaster, it is hot and dusty, and there are just not that many things to do here. The fighting (and my patience!) has never been worse.

We have had lots of fun traveling over to see our families, which has saved the summer from being a complete wash, but all that traveling also means that we haven't been at church every week. So we still don't know a lot of people there, plus Garreth and I just got put into nursery, so there goes any chance we had of getting to know anyone who doesn't have a one to three-year-old!

Are you thinking "Waaaa Waaaa" like I am right now after reading what I just wrote?! Maybe pulling out your tiny violins? So, yeah, that was a little pity party I just threw for myself, but it's my blog, right? And here's the good news: Things are really looking up! And by really looking up, I mean School is Starting!! And we are excited! We need routine. We need friends. We need to not be together 24-7. We need to have our own things going on. We need to have focus and purpose. We need to start turning this house into our home, because it really is a beautiful one. We need to start focusing on all the great things that have happened and that will happen to our family because of this move.

So that is the last whining you will hear from me for a while.

Because my life is really pretty sweet.