Photography Class

A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to take a photography class from my VERY talented sister in law Jodi. She owns A Yummy Life Photography (link on the right of this page). It was a lot of fun and I learned so much in the couple hours I was there. She is doing another class on Tues, July 13th from 6-8pm. The cost is $95.00. It's well worth it!! You can find out more information on her blog (again link on the right). If you have a passion for photography and a camera you are not sure how to use to it's full potential, then this class is for you.

Long time no post

So its been awhile! We are now in our new home and we love it. The boys are adjusting and it's been great for all of us.We haven't been up to a whole lot lately, just hangin out at home. I am training for a half marathon and am scared out of my mind. I just need to get the confidence and I think I will be okay but the training is hard. If any of you have advice out there I would love to hear it!
Here are a few pictures of stuff we've been doing..

Easter and Easter egg hunts..


Walks..

more walks..

Throwing rocks in the river..

Who packed this stuff?!?!

So as we have been getting ready to move, we have been going through our stuff at the storage unit. Our stuff has been in there for 2 and half years and boy was I ready to go through and get rid of junk! And junk there was. I must have been on some pretty knarley meds when we were packing up our last house because for the life of me I can't figure out why I decided to keep the stuff I kept. Holy cow. I wish we had a video camera with us because we laughed our butts off opening boxes to see what we would find next. One piece of advice to you ladies, never and I repeat NEVER let your husband do any of the packing without you knowing what he is putting in boxes. An example of what we found in one box (boxed by Cameron himself).. a hammer, a nutcracker, a plastic cup, a couple of pillowcases, some old bank statements, a garden shovel, a bathroom rug, a vase, a diaper. It was like he just went from room to room and picked one thing from each room to put in the box. There were numerous boxes with a smorgasbord of crap. Hey, at least we can laugh at ourselves... I do feel a lot better knowing that we aren't moving crap to our next house. Oh the joys of moving..