Saturday, September 15, 2012

School's In.

We are back to classes in full force. Early mornings, bagged lunches, agendas and homework.

Here's the traditional annual school pose on the front lawn.

First week of school.

Hello Grade 5 and 6.

Seriously? I now have one in Middle School. And she's almost as tall as me.

Not quite as smart, yet though.

Even though she thinks she is.

And here's a similar pose... back in good, old days of Kindergarten and Grade 1.

Oh they were cute back then. Weren't they?

Looks like I even had the time to do their hair up in neat little braids and pony tails.

Actually, I still have the time.

Now they're just adamant about doing their own.

Growing concerns, they are.


Monday, September 3, 2012

WE in WA.

Spent the last three days in small town America. Annual Labour Day Bible Conference. Met some new friends. Reminisced with old ones.

And ate. Seemed a large part of the weekend was spent doing just that.

Besties. Growing up fast.
Friday was a good day for the great outdoors. So we hiked the trail to the Ice Caves.
Very cool. Literally.

Mountain waterfalls and warm winds hollow out holes in the avalanched snow to form the caves. We took care to heed the warning signs and refrained from venturing inside. It was freezing cold right at the mouth, so the idea of going beyond wasn't terribly enticing anyway.

The scenery was astounding... made me think of this song we often sing...
"Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds Thy hands have made."

Back at our at our bed and breakfast facilities, there was plenty of noise due to the extended group of young people joining our ranks. Here are the youngest... and by far the cutest, hands down.

The group of seventeen... ranging in age from 3 to 15.
Oh the stories there will be to tell in a few years!

 A few of the dressed-up and attractive-looking conference crowd we bonded with during the breaks.

Now school is calling. School year 2012-13. Which means Grades 6 and 5 for us. Unbelievable. Still tryin' to get back into the routine of those early morning risings.

And honestly, not likin' it too much.