My MIA Status is, Welp, MIA!

It’s official: I am in my busiest month of the year so posting will be sporadic for the next several weeks. My bestie from Canada is visiting. We’ve been all over creation, threw a Canada Day party and will be doing it again for the Fourth of July before we leave with the kids on Saturday to drive to Calgary. We’ll Stampede it up for the week as we play with family before heading to a glorious lake house in British Columbia for seven days. From there, the kiddos and I will continue our circuitous route to Idaho where we’ll spend time with a couple of former roommates and mission companions, followed by a week in Utah. At least for the kids. I’ll be jetting off to California where I’ll be an ambassador for Skype at BlogHer.

Then, Bode and I will somehow drive home late-July (while Hadley stays an extra week with Grandma in Utah) and plan for Bode’s early-August baptism where family will be descending upon us once again.

FlipKey just named me one of the top 25 family travel bloggers to follow in 2014. Too bad I’m too busy to blog about our adventures. :) It’s all good and I’ll have plenty of stories to share when I’ve resurfaced.

I’ve been posting over at Mile High Mamas so be sure to check me out there–From a Funny Lesson on Attachment-detachment Parenting to our adventures at Brainard Lake Recreation Area last  weekend.

Exploring Brainard Lake Recreation Area

I hope your summer is as wonderful as ours!

XO

Camp Magic, my zipline freakout and why Bode is never getting married

My husband Jamie and I have been parents for 10 years and we have never been alone together at our home for more than one night since having kids. So it was a shock for me when we dropped them off for week-long Camp Chief Ouray at YMCA of the Rockies located between Grand Lake and Winter Park.

But not for Jamie. As we were walking away from my daughter’s cabin, we followed the procession of parents to their cars.  “Do you know what all these parents have in common?” he observed. “They’re all smiling.”

And so were the kids. While Jamie and I reconnected with nightly dates, Hadley and Bode had the time of their lives at Colorado’s longest-running overnight camp for boys and girls ages 7-17 where they stayed in rustic cabins as they did archery, camp crafts, swam, rode horses, canoed, hiked, raided the kitchen, camped under the stars one night, gorged on s’mores, had regular devotionals, skits, campfire songs and so much more.

My adventures were only beginning.

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Love, marriage and theft

Sometimes Jamie buys me things because he’s sweet and thoughtful.

But mostly he buys me things so I’ll stop using his stuff.

Buying Hawaii (at least in my dreams)

To fuel my moving-to-Maui obsession, I discovered a show called “Buying Hawaii” on Destination America, which follows home buyers on their journey to purchase a home in Hawaii. What I love is that most of the episodes feature average families looking for realistic properties, not the multi-million dollar dream homes 99.9 percent of the world can’t afford.

But that doesn’t stop me from dreaming, of course.

When I informed Jamie about my find, he rolled his eyes and said, “I saw that show when I was going through the channel guide. I was hoping you wouldn’t find out.”

Though Mr. Realism is a dream-killer, the surprising thing is that Bode loves the show. One afternoon when I wasn’t feeling well, he curled up beside me and watched back-to-back episodes. I thought we’d seen them all (there were only about seven) but I was thrilled to discover one more. When Bode came home from school, I made the grand announcement.

Without hesitating, he crawled up next to me and, all business, he asked, “What’s their budget?”

Now, that is a kid who gets me.

 

Camp Chief Ouray = Hurray!

On Sunday afternoon, we dropped the kids off at Camp Chief Ouray at YMCA of the Rockies near Granby, Colorado. For six blissful days, they have been horseback riding, singing around the campfire, bonding with their cabinmates, hiking and having the time of their lives.

Jamie and I planned to do the same. I was originally invited on a press trip to Tennessee but my sweet husband asked me not to go and promised he’d make it worth my while to stay behind. We’ve had dates every night–from Downton Abbey marathons (we’re newly hooked) to steak dinners to a night at the temple to going out to eat at a Peruvian restaurant.

It has been wonderful  to reconnect as a couple–the first time we’ve been truly alone at our house since we started having kids 10 years ago.

While I was driving with the kids last week, I raved about the couple time Jamie and I were going to have and, trying to get a reaction from the kids, promised there would be lots of kissing in their absence.  They both protested and groaned.

“Hadley, what’s the big deal? Don’t you want Mom and Dad to be in love and not get divorced?”

“Sure I do but you don’t have to be all crazy about it.”

 

Adventuring with the women at Denver’s Vela Adventures!

Confession: I was absolutely thrilled to send both my kids to overnight camp at YMCA of the Rockies’ Camp Chief Ouray this week…until I woke up in a funk the morning after dropping them off. While they were having the time of their lives, I literally stayed in my bathrobe all day and worked from my bed. My husband brought me breakfast, lunch and we ordered in for dinner.

It’s gonna be ugly when they leave for college.

Fortunately, I had an outing scheduled the next day with Vela Adventures’ Camp Vela which catapulted me out of my gloom into a world of sunshine, stand-up paddleboarding (SUP), lakeside yoga, gourmet food and new friendships!

Why should children get to have all the fun?

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Father’s Day Celebrations and Camp Chief Ouray: Colorado’s best overnight camp for kids!

I can’t say enough how blessed I feel to have a wonderful father, father-in-law and be married to an amazing man who is a fun-loving, hard-working father to my children.

Father-son matching pumpkin-colored ties

Our Father’s Day was a whirlwind. The Primary kids performed a Father’s Day medley of songs in Sacrament Meeting and yours truly was the accompanist. This would have been fine and dandy if I was able to play one of the songs but ended up faking my way through and fortunately nobody noticed.  Turns out they were too enamored with all the cute kiddos, which is a very, very good thing.

In our Ward, we have the best tradition ever: a social after church where everyone brings pies and proceed to stuff our faces with them. Well, not literally. Though a pie-throwing contest would be a pretty fun tradition, too.

We then raced home and drove 1.5 hours to drop the kiddos off at Camp Chief Ouray at YMCA of the Rockies near Granby, Colo. I’ll have much more to come on that but I’m having very mixed feelings. On the one hand, I’m thrilled they are spending six days at the glorious camp, which is the longest-running and one of the most reputable in Colorado that is heaped in traditions and fun.

Bode’s counselors Andres and Kevin; Hadley was too cool for hugs and posing for pictures

On the other hand, I’m missing them terribly. Though Jamie and I have been on couple’s vacations, this is the first time we’ve been alone together at our house in 10 years. Fat Kitty is feeling it, too. He woke us up at 3 a.m.with “the meow of death” and acted like he was dying. When we saw nothing was externally wrong, we ascertained he’s lost without those two cherubs of his. As you can see, he quickly got over his angst-driven, sleepless night.

We all mourn in different ways.

That includes Jamie. As we were walking away after dropping off the kids, we followed the steady procession of parents walking to their cars.

Jamie: “Have you noticed something we all have in common?”

Me: “What?”

Jamie: “All the parents now have smiles on their faces.”

And believe me, so did the kids about spending the week in such a magical place.

Why you cannot ever have a normal conversation with The Pumpkin Man

Me: “Have you ever heard of ‘Orange is the New Black’ that everyone is talking about?”

The Pumpkin Man: “Totally. I’ve been saying it for years.”

Here Comes Summer!

Week 1 of summer vacation was two things: horribly unproductive for my work and indisputably fun!

Since the kids and I will be in Canada for most of July, June is our month for camps and friends so we’ve had a blast cramming it all in. To kick-off the week, we wrote down our summer goals–fun activities, keeping up on schoolwork and earning technology time. We decided they get an hour of free TV every day and beyond that, they had to earn it by reading daily and doing math four times week. Technology (i.e. iPod, video games, etc.) is four times a week after they get their work done. I put together a sticker chart with their daily responsibilities and my gosh, it’s working.

I’m as shocked as anyone.

Lest you think I’m a summer killjoy, I assure you I’m not but I wanted some kind of structure to our days in June. Particularly for Hadley who she has made awesome strides in getting caught up in math and we’ve poured  hundreds of dollars into a tutor. I’d hate to see it all go down the drain from slacking off this summer. So far, she’s been willing and I try to keep it simple and fun with a small handful of math problems that take her a few minutes.  Just say no to laborious summer workbooks. That may work for other parents but we fight enough homework battles during the year that there’s no way I’m doing that in the summer. We’re all about play like the kick-off to our summer hiking group at Red Rocks!

I have wonderful friends of all denominations whom I adore but my gosh, I’d be lost without my LDS Church clan. Someone who left the church recently commented the thing she missed most was the iron-clad LDS community…and that they haven’t been able to find anything that remotely compares. Anywhere you go in the world, you have a literal ward family where you belong–through moves, deaths, births, you name it. Having a religion so focused on the family and serving one another makes it all about love in its truest sense.

I adore all of the amazing moms who go above-and-beyond to teach my kids and love them as their own. These are truly incredible women in action, like my friend who organized our summer hiking group.

Sometimes I can’t believe I really live in this gorgeous place.

A mom who spent some time at the Carnegie Mellon University’s acting program also pulled together a weekly drama camp where my kids are learning about improv, developing their own skits and will be performing them later in the summer.

It’s nice to have drama that is actually good.

And for the fourth year in a row, I coordinated two weeks of summer swim lessons with several of my friends from church.

Bode with a water gun = no friend of mine.

We have an awesome neighborhood, too. Our neighbors’ three boys were all born within two weeks of each other so every year they throw a huge birthday blowout. It’s a highlight for not only the kids but for adults with oodles of food and activities.

The kids were still going strong six hours later and I had to drag them away for bedtime. They would have partied until midnight if I’d let them.

There was Hadley’s own birthday bash at the movie Maleficent, followed by a party in the rain.

I’m in the planning stages for Bode’s surprise party for his birthday in a few weeks because we haven’t partied enough.

Even the ladies are partying. We had a going away/retirement party for our dear neighbor Nancy who recently retired and is moving to Texas.

 I absolutely love these ladies and feel fortunate to be surrounded by such wonderful, supportive neighbors. While I was playing with the girls, Jamie was at home with the kids. Hadley’s friend Alex somehow convinced him she was a great cook and could make an angel food cake with her sous chef, Hadley.

She lied.

I let Hadley redeem herself  by making tie-dye cake with her friend Alicia the next day. It turned out really cool…until they decided to take the decorating to the next level.The next level would be a downward spiral.

We’ve have plenty of backyard water fights and are cram-packed with playdates.


And we wouldn’t have our kick-off to summer any other way!

Go Hawaii: Yes, Please!

A few weeks ago, the Hawaii Convention and Visitor’s Bureau contacted me and asked for permission to republish my blog post on Maui’s upcountry on their official site, So Much More Hawaii.

Read it here.

Do you think it would seem desperate if I offered to sell everything, move to Hawaii and write for them full-time?

I’m kidding but only sort of.