Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Wait... It's Fall Already?

Do you ever look at the calendar, realize what the date is, and wonder, "How did we get here already?"

We're in the middle of our fourth week of school, and I just have to pause and say, "Wait... it's fall already?!"

Where did the summer go? How does time pass so quickly? And when did my son become a middle schooler?

I had a list of things I planned to accomplish over the summer, when I was supposed to be less busy because I wouldn't have school to worry about. That list included blogging more... obviously, that didn't happen!

The summer was as busy as ever, but it was a good kind of busy. And although I never accomplished my goal of cleaning the house from top to bottom, light fixtures and all, I did accomplish something much greater.

Our family was able to spend several weekends camping, including a special weekend with my parents, my sister's family, and my brother's family. We also decided to spend a week in Mackinaw at the end of the summer so that we could walk the Mackinac Bridge on Labor Day.

There's nothing like putting away the computers, television, Blu-Ray, and cell phones and simply enjoying each other and the world God gave us. I'm grateful for modern conveniences, but I do think they often get in the way of what our true priorities should be. I am grateful that we invested the time into our family, and especially these memories with our boys.

Here are a few highlights:





The seven cousins being goofy during our Kirkland family camping trip.









The girls: Lauren (my niece), Melissa (my sister), my mom, me, and Wendy (my sister-in-law)






The boys with their grandpa. We went to Stony Haven Campground in New Era. My parents were able to rent a cabin that was wheelchair accessible, so my dad could come, too.








Sleeping Bear Sand Dunes














Our favorite putt-putt golf place in Petoskey. And, yes, Lukas is picking the pirate's nose.









Geocaching on Mackinac Island










Walking the Mackinac Bridge

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