Not so Bummer Summer

Though out of school it hasn't felt like summer until this past Memorial weekend...

We always head to the Seeholzer family cabin...This weekend I drove up by myself to listen to my own music and play with the camera. Top list of my goals this summer?

Use my dad's nice camera to the best of its abilities...

I couldn't resist a selfie... That's not using the camera very well is it?

Part of this photo journey will be capturing the grand things in 'Murica that we love to celebrate!

One of my fav things to celebrate? Bear Lake. My home away from home. Every waking or sleeping moment this place captures my heart.

Take better "in action" photos. Oh Ian...Ladies he is single and ready to mingle.

Figuring out how to capture the moon on many different settings was tough! Still working on it.

Sweet pea Sage gives my pappy full attention in hopes of getting a milk bone

Dad soaks in Bear Lake and relaxes on the beach

Bear Lake is not a white sandy beach. A beach none the less. It has its own Rocky Mountain appeal

Being the good Lab she is, she leaps and swims for the water toy we throw. At the same time she turns into BatDog!

Though Bear Lake may seem as though it is all hick and red neck...there is still delicate, little beauties all around! Even where we look the least...

A new adventure waits around every corner in Bear Lake. First time sailing this weekend! If you see me soon ask to see my bruise from the experience. It was well worth it.

Two boys in blue talk about the old days and what they miss.

And like I said about hicks or rednecks...We proudly accept it. We shot many potguts and it turns out...it's really fun!

Cuties on a bike ride with puppy in backpack

Some ask what is easy livings...This right here, this picture explains it with no words. 

Paddle boarding got checked off the bucket list!

Skipping rocks? Check, check check!

Caribbean of the Rockies? Yeah I think so!

Icky faces as we watch the adults get the insides of their noses waxed? Priceless. Just when I think we've done and seen it all at the Seeholzer cabin they go and pull this. I love it.

Mother Teresa

This is my mom, Teresa. We like to call her Mother Teresa. Is she a saint like the real one? Ummmm there is some question to that but for the most part...she most definitely is. (Excuse the olden day pics with horrible quality)

Let's start with the beginning...These two met and one thing led to another, you know marriage, babies, the whole sha-bang! Once you're married I feel you automatically get to celebrate Mother's Day. I better get on that if I want people to kiss my feet for this day of celebration!

(Don't you just love the red carpet in our old house? Ian told lies my whole childhood about how you couldn't see the monsters blood dripping from its claws because it blended into the carpet.)

Teresa's first born Ian...welcomed mother dearest into the real world of motherhood. Diaper changing, cleaning puke, and spending all their money on this little fart. Older brothers are great aren't they? Little did he know that Momma and Pappy wanted another. The tiny family's little hellian was on her way!

Oh there I am! Looking all cute with wig-like hair and ya know what? We just look good in our 90's fashion ok? Now my mom had really entered into motherhood. She now had two kids! Two very naughty kids who got into mischief around every corner!

(Ian: skeleton. Dad: Not really sure? Me: Mrs. Doubtfire)

Can you imagine putting up with us? She did. She handled everything. With grace and humor and everything that I want to be like when I am a mom. 

Let's not forget the moms who raised my parents though...My sweet grandmas! They are the kind of grandmas that when you are feeling skinny and good about your diet well... as soon as you walk through the door you know you are going to eat whatever they offer you. You eat it because 1.) It's damn good. 2.) How could you say no? and 3.) Cheating on the diet never hurt for just one day right?

 My mom has sent both Ian and I off on our own growing up adventures. Him on his mission...me to West Yellowstone, although only 4 hours away.

We fight, laugh, shop, annoy dad and Ian, bake, cook, tease, smile, anything and everything. They dedicate an entire day to Mothers because let's be honest...They take care of everything. They are everything. My mom and grandmas cease to amaze me. It is only a hope that one day I can turn out to be just like them. Hopefully the saying "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree" applies to me.

"I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life."

-Abraham Lincoln

School is out, Scream & Shout

St. Geezy 2013

(Excuse the minor errors in the audio)

And just like that school ends for the summer! With all of our finals finishing up early in the week we decided to celebrate and relax with a wonderful adventurous trip to St. George. I have been down here more often than not it seems. 

It was a wonderful time with many memories I will remember forever. We hiked Angel's Landing in Zion's National Park. It was stunning and one to go down in the books. Towards the end you are climbing up a steep mountain, clinging to chains for support. It was an adventure thriller. I of course loved every second.

This video sums up everything right from the moment we left little Cache Valley to the final drive home. I think it's important to get out of town and do something you have never done before. It keeps you sane and reminds you of the awesomeness everywhere. Is that even a word? Who cares school is out for the summer!