Sunday, August 19, 2012

Forever Summer

I'm always sad when summer ends and school begins. Every year I tell myself that we will do more this summer, go more places and see more people. Every year, I glance through my mental list and see all the items that didn't get checked off. 
This year, I decided to try to medicate that feeling of disappointment by looking through photos and seeing all the things we DID get done. Thanks to being up all night with one kid puking into a Tupperware that has since been ceremoniously retired into the trash can, we canceled today's plans and are truly attempting a day of rest.
 Here's a representative collection of random photos, in case you care:
 
Tyler & Jessa taking a break from crawdad fishing


First really hot day of summer

Thelma & Louise made a cameo appearance at Liam's birthday party

Tyler being Tyler, while Clay was being Clay with the Expensive Camera

If anyone has true blue cowboy blood in him, it's this guy. No one can wear a hat quite like Liam. (Allison Family Reunion)

Great-Grandma Mona Bebe Yoder King, with all 10 of her great grandkids (King Family Reunion)

This is how we ended the King Family Reunion. The temp averaged 106 all weekend and it really took all my willpower to not take all my clothes off every single day. How on earth do any of you people live there?!?



I always feel time slipping through my fingers, like the wind does when I'm hanging my hand out the window while I drive. It's pressure can be warm and pleasant, but felt even when at a dead stop. 

The Mayans believed that time is circular. I like this philosophy. (That's why their calendar "ended". It didn't actually end, it just started over. So I don't think we are all suddenly going to be on the brink of Armageddon later this year.) It's poetic, and I tend to be drawn to circles more than lines both literally and figuratively. Hopefully when my kids are grown they look forward to making memories with my like I do with my mom, and she did with me. 

In the meantime, I'm going to sit back, relax . . . and work on my list for next summer. 

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