The Roar of White Water Is Music to My Ears

We went to our favorite place yesterday afternoon--The Blue Hole.   It was more white than blue because of all the rain the day before.  The roar of water was deafening and exhilarating. 

The boys did their typical thing--throw rocks in the water and get Mommy wet.

Joel even tried his hand at rock climbing, and I think he fell in love.  And after seeing a crew of kayakers go by, I began to realize I need to start praying now for my boys asking God to keep these crazy, wild little daredevils safe for my heart's sake.

Sorry the picture is blurry.  My camera was smudged.

But I hope you can see the magnificent beauty of the place.

 

 

Introducing Big Brown (name still undecided)

Big Red was our beloved truck for almost four years, but we had outgrown him.

We technically fit, but Clark's knees were up in his chest, and Levi's feet were trapped.  I was sitting up on the steering wheel only a few inches from the airbag.  And baby girl wouldn't have much room either.  So with much prayer and lamenting, we decided it was time to upgrade to a larger truck. 

 

I'd much rather a minivan, but a truck suits our family better. 

We are very active and do a lot of hauling.

But, now I have a camper shell to make sure my stollers and groceries don't get wet.  Yipee!!

The boys are super excited.

They have roll down windows for the first time in their lives, and they love playing in the back with the camper shell.

 

Now I just need to master driving this big ole thing!