Our trip to North Carolina in March was so much fun.  It's hard to believe that Addy has changed so much already.  We read, and we read some more.  We went shopping at the outlets, and we went to Duke Gardens.

He was a very willing reader.

She had her moments, but not very often.

Duke Gardens

Duke Gardens

I decided I needed to hurry and do this post before next week when she comes because this four months has made a lot of difference.  She was just starting to talk while we were there.

The kitchen cabinets were finished.

 The fence was finished, although this picture does not show that.

And now it seems we have come to a screeching halt on the house projects.

Brad came out one weekend and we went to Fantasy Canyon.  I think it was over Easter.  

Then we hit the camp mode.  

Scott's work had a camp at Red Canyon around June 12th.  We tried out our new tent that was still in the box from a year ago.  An 8-man tent is plenty big enough for the two of us. I have missed camping.  I enjoyed the pond while Scott rowed us around in a canoe.  We saw turkey vultures and a crane.  

Helaman's Camp was on June 25-27 and Scott was over that.

Girls' Camp was June 29-July 3 and I was lucky enough to be Stake Camp Director.  I was also very lucky to have an artist for a neighbor.  Wendy painted the ship.   It looked really good and was worth all the work.

  

I was so grateful that no one else from the ward (other than the bishopric) volunteered to come up (every ward was to have one brother there all week, they came in shifts) and so Scott felt obligated to come.  He spent that first morning setting up the ship, I would never have been able to do it without him there.  We put him to work teaching water purification.  

Girls always gotta dance.

We quilt, even at camp.  Four quilts will be donated to the local Women's Shelter.

We did a really great service project while we were there, Days for Girls.  We are very fortunate where we live and what we have available to us.

During the month of June I was trying to finish up the quilt I was working on for the Lindsay Family Reunion.  It will be donated for a raffle.  I had some help with the blocks and some help with the quilting.  I got it off the frames just in time for camp.  

And last but not least, last week Scott was asked to speak at High Uinta Scout Camp so I went along for the ride.  I have never been to scout camp and it is probably good I didn't go while the boys were going. It was Thursday evening and it had been raining Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday.  There were some families up there with small kids, which surprised me, and they were running around, riding bikes down the dirt road not caring in the least that there were cars around.  One little kid was so cute, he stopped just in front of me on his bike and I looked at his feet.  He had ziploc baggies over his feet inside his shoes.  I'm sure dry shoes never smelled or felt so good when they got home.  There was a scout walking down the road to the amphitheater barefoot.  It appeared to me as if the dads were in charge, but maybe that is an unfair generalization - or maybe not.  A stark contrast to my week spent at girls' camp, especially with it being Heber Valley Camp where the rules are so strict about long pants and always having shoes on.  

This is dad speaking as the boys would head out for the honor trail.  

That is the last few months in a nutshell.  

I have never worked so hard on anything before as camp.  And I really enjoyed it.  It was good to be busy.  And I'm glad that Scott was busy at the same time and still able to help me as much as he did. He never questioned all the things that I was doing - he'd just go with it.

Now if we could just find the time (maybe it's the energy) to work in the yard....