I told my Dad that I wasn't going to blog anymore until I was completely caught up on the house. Ha! We can all guess how successfully that went. Annika is taking a rare nap, and instead of washing the windows or mopping the floors, I am playing with pictures again. Why? Because summer is fun.
Talia had a particularly eventful summer this year. In June she went to Camp Cloud Rim with her Girl Scout troop for three days. Here we are carpooling on the way up.
Happily awaiting our medical checks to make sure every gal was fever and lice-free. (More on this later.)
Camp Cloud Rim was just as stunning as ever, nestled at the top of Big Cottonwood Canyon. I think Eli's a little jealous that boys can't camp there too.
Our cute little camper, all ready to go. A hug and a kiss, and it was time to bid farewell.
After dropping off Talia, the rest of our crew decided to take a hike to Doughnut Falls. We had a rough start when Eli got stung by a bee before we even left the trailhead. Undeterred, we forged ahead. Brooklyn was a huge help, especially since I was bound and determined not to carry Annika. (The petite little gal is great at begging rides on shoulders, but needs to learn to hike on her own.)
A fellow hiker advised us that if we were quiet, we would likely see a moose crossing the river just below the trail. So cool!
Ta da! The water was running pretty quickly, so I didn't let the kids forge the stream to the other side, much to their chagrin.
Instead, they amused themselves by playing squirt with a leaky water bottle, plus took tons of pictures on my phone. Annika took this one.
Before we knew it, Talia was back home. She arrived Saturday morning, hanging out with the family all Sunday. Eli had the stomach flu, but Talia seemed perfectly healthy. Monday morninbg she headed back to Camp Cloud Rim for a week of regular Girl Scout camp. She had so much energy, in fact, that we stopped off at Silver Lake on the way up for a training run.
Talk about a scenic trail!
Talia passed her health screening a second time so we kissed our gal farewell once more.
Fortunately, the Girl Scout Council was super understanding about Talia's sickness, allowing us to sign up for a different program. Looking for a completely fresh start, we signed up for Junior Survivor at Camp Trefoil. I think Talia was a little more nervous leaving this time, but she had a great time biking, river rafting, and engaging in water fights to cool down on the Fourth of July.
On our way back from Trefoil, Talia and I went hiking in Provo Canyon. Despite five years of living in Provo, I'd never been to Bridal Veil Falls and couldn't wait to share it with my daughter.