A trip to Idaho isn’t complete without a little sawdust right. And although I dreamed of bringing something back on the top of my car – Steve insisted that the only projects that I could work on were projects that would stay at my parent’s house.
I can always find something to work on…and the toy closet won my attention. It was a typical hanging closet with toys lining the floor and stacked as high as could be without toppling over. We cleared it all out and built in 8ft shelves that ran the length of the closet. Much more functional and easier for the kids to keep it somewhat clean.
Hunter went fishing with my brothers and dad and was pleased as could be with his first experience.
We came across some roadkill and stopped to show the kids. They were impressed and equally scared that it might come back to life. I sent this picture to Steve who wasn’t with us and he texted back, “You can take the girl out of Idaho but you can’t take the Idaho out of the girl.” True story.
We met our new nephew for the first time and gathered as an entire family for his blessing. There is nothing like a newborn next to your baby to realize your “baby” is really a giant!
The kids were pretty proud of themselves for starting a band. My sister served as their drum major for a couple songs. They asked me to make lunch, bring it outside and enjoy their show. I obliged.
Steve tried impressing the kids with his tree climbing abilities. Hallie proved it wasn’t that difficult!
We spent time with my brother and his family at their house and let the kids explore.
I was able to see friends and extended family. We ate otter pops after running through sprinklers. I got my fill of frozen yogurt and WinCo bagels a few times too many! The kids played with cousins. Hallie played duets on the piano with my mom. Hunter was the resident dog caretaker, making sure he was fed and was always willing to play with him. Bennett would wake at the crack of dawn before anyone else, rummage through the kitchen and then plop himself on the couch with a movie.
We had a great time and oddly enough the month went by too quickly. I wish more than anything that it was a 12 hour drive and not a 17 hour drive to Idaho – we’d take at least another trip each year. But instead, we escape the desert heat and make my parents cherish their quiet house when we leave! Love those parents of mine. Until next summer…