Markham and Brittany

I got a call on a Thursday letting me know that one of my favorite cousins was getting married on the following Tuesday and moving with his new wife on Wednesday to OHIO! I felt honored they would ask me to take their pics, but I really don't like doing weddings anymore. I think they turned out well over all. So a lot of his family wasn't able to make it, and I know some of them are anxious to see what pics I got. Well here is just a few, but they really are a super fun couple to shoot and to be around.

Mark is my Dad's brother's son. My Uncle passed away quite a few years ago. Looking at this pic though, I see so much of him in my cousin. You could just feel my uncle Steve there. I missed it, but when my dad and Markham hugged after the ceremony, they both were in tears. We love you Markham!

My sweet Aunt Donna will miss him so much! Brittany got a good man!

Mark seemed to be on cloud nine the whole night, and I was amazed at how well my Wonderful Aunt Donna kept it all together. Good Luck and Congratulations on all the future holds for you. We'll see you at the temple in a year!

The Farr family reunion at Bear Lake

This trip had been planned and anticipated forever. We are so grateful to John's parents who organized this vacation for the whole crazy crew of us. We had a great time despite bad weather on Saturday. It was dry enough for the saw dust pile and no lightning so we could still go boating. THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

Just a side note: Babies get bad diarrhea when they eat sand...causing them to stay up half the night. But we still had fun!!!

I love this picture of my beautiful niece and mother-in-love.

This is the whole crazy bunch, Minus Sam. Oh well! We LOVE you all and LOVE getting to be with you, whether in Bear lake or wherever.

One of thee best things about moving back...family!

It's about that time!

I remeber this from when I was a kid. I didn't think it would still be happening 20 years later, but it is. So we were able to go on Friday and find out who the kids teachers were. Micah has Mrs. Piper for Kindergarten, and Noah has Mrs. Barton for second grade. Because of two many second and first graders, the teachers weren't up on Friday, so Noah had to wait till Monday to find out. You can imagine the drama. But know we are so close to starting school....I am so excited for me, I mean them.

The Wards

We got to have a visit from our WONDERFUL friends the Ward's. We became friends in Oregon, where Jared was in Dental School and John in Med school. They left Oregon just when we did, and moved to Ohio for Orthodontal school. They were in town for a wedding and we were so priviledged to have them stop by. It was just like old times. Like no time had passed at all. Don't you just love friends like that?

Our babies!

Not a fan of this picture, but after we moved I realized I didn't get a pic with Stef and it made me so sad. So even though I look horrible, I am posting it. Stef, never looks bad. She oozes with confidence even on a bad hair day. I miss having her around. She is the kind of friend who sympathizes with you but then kindly lets you know how you can make it better. She is a great friend, and I will Love her for forever. I look forward to Paris and pedicures!!!!

The older kids.

Both of their older girls could match perfectly with our cute boys. We have lots of friends who have cute kids to match up with ours, but I would love to have these guys as in-laws someday!

Picking Apricots

Early one morning, my kids and I went up to my grandpa's hundred year old farm, and picked some apricots.

I was in a hurry to get there before the very hot son came out. Thus my kids got pop tarts for Breakfast. Lesson Learned: A just one year-old and poptarts don't mix, especially in the car with clean car seats.

Once we got there and were picking, I discovered the fruit to be very high in the tree. One ladder was not going to do. So we went to look in the red shed. Not much picking happened by the kids after we found this...

My parents were on a trip to Alaska, and in one of my dad's incubators was a little baby chicken. Noah and I went to take it out and it got a way from us. The red shed is quite cluttered, so I figured that little guy was lost forever. But Noah was amazing, and chased that little guy all over and finally caught him. You'd be surprised how fast those things can be. I told him he deserved to keep it after his awesome rescue. My dad concurred.

Poor Josie got quite neglected during the picking/bird saving process. One of the kids must have tried to get her out but could only un due her top straps. That was enough for her to get to the dirt. Just in case you ever wondered what pop tart with dirt looks like on a babies face...TADA!

Side note: We took the baby bird down to my dad's garage to be in a warm box with food and water. I didn't know the sides open very easy when pushed on...even by a small bird. When John went to check on the bird on the way home, he discovered it was gone. I freaked out and went to look for it. John said I would never find it, but when I walked in the door it was at the bottom of the stairs, sitting there like a child who had just got caught doing something bad. I do however, feel like finding it so easy was a very tender mercy of the Lord.

My BABY turned ONE!