“It is in my power either to serve God or not to serve him. Serving him, I add to my own good and the good of the whole world. Not serving him, I forfeit my own good and deprive the world of that good, which was in my power to create” -Leo Tolstoy
A bit of light painting on a Monday morning.
Head on over to Jan Madert in Duluth, GA (Senior Photographer) to continue the circle of fine art photographs for the month of July.
A boy in a cape and sunglasses was seen running circles around our house. Saving us from a day of boredom.
This baby will arrive shortly. Everyone involved hopes he comes sooner rather then later. Except the midwife. She says he is too little. Even so, it’s never easy waiting for a gift. Although the gift of a child is a bit of a mixed bag. With all the sweetness comes late nights and cranky mornings. But all that pain and suffering sure is worth it. Enjoy your little one, Janae.
We had a great time with friends on the 4th. Zach was in Japan and I tried pretty hard to keep the kids happy and busy while he was gone. We visited the Butterfly Pavilion for the first time (where we bought a tarantula) then headed to Pearl St in Boulder. We had a Japanese dinner and then the kids found candy cigarettes at this awesome candy store. They smoked their candy while watching a string quartet play on the street. Ya, gotta love being Mormon and having 3 kids pretend to smoke. That was Tuesday.
Wednesday we kept busy at the pool most of the day. Sometimes I think I don’t need sunscreen. Note to self: I need sunscreen.
Thursday we spent the day with my good friend Heather and her family and extended family, who I met last year too. We followed them up to Georgetown to see fireworks. The kids had a blast and want to do it again next year. These are from the park the kids played at until it got dark.
Spiderman:
Waiting
Evening light and water restrictions make the sprinklers that much sweeter.
Even the girl got into it. Still not too old to have fun.
Dripping wet and content. While his brother worries about when Daddy will come home. He worries.
