Today we had what the kids considered to be one of the best Family Home Evenings we've ever had. It has taken me some time to be prepared emotionally to do this. I will explain that more later. The kids had an egg hunt out on the lawn. Each egg had treats inside but also a word for a mystery they had to solve. The words were each numbered. Just take a look at the photos to see why the kids found this FHE activity so enjoyable--and surprising!
This summer was the fastest that I can ever remember and I have documented hardly any of it at all. That's sad. In any case, here is a little of what has happened recently. We moved out of our house and into my parents basement. Their house is the same home that I grew up in and my parents have always made it clear that it was, is, and will always be MY home (as they tell all my siblings, as well). There has been so much nostalgia being here.
Once we finally go the house cleaned out and were settled in here, I was able to relax and enjoy one of the best things about my childhood home. That would the backyard! My parents live on 1.5 acres and the backyard is such a happy, beautiful place.
Before school started, I would go out with Finn every morning to pick apricots and then sit in the rising sun while he played. Sometimes it would just be the two of us, but usually the other kids would come out to join us. 
I am not a huge fan of apricots, to tell you the truth, but Finn is. He will eat 3 or 4 or them chopped up for breakfast every morning. He'll be sad when this little morning ritual is over, but soon after the apricots are gone the peaches should be ripe, so I think he'll find himself quite happy again.
"There is nothing wrong with change--if its in the right direction," Winston Churchill.
I have not posted for over a month now because we've got some really big changes going on and I go to bed every night feeling exhausted and wake up every morning with a pit in my stomach thinking about everything that needs to be done.
On April Fool's Day my little sister, Megan, was trying to think of something funny to do on my facebook so she posted: Good luck on your move to Dallas! Of course that raised a few eyebrows because we had not told anybody about any move. No worries, we told everybody, its just an April Fool's joke. But in actuality, Chancho and I had our eyebrows raised in surprise because we had been talking about possibly making a change and had begun to pray about the idea of moving...to Dallas.
Well, the decision has been made. Our house has been on the market for two weeks now (only showed it once so far though). We have feverishly been cleaning and packing and storing. We plan to move into my parent's basement by the end of the week so that we can have the house empty and clean so that when we have to show it, the house is uncluttered and I don't have to panic about having it spotless. Our realtor says he can sell an empty house much easier than a full one. I hope that is true. Anyway, our PLAN is to sell the house quickly (although we're not sure how to plan that), live with my parents until about January or so, and then we will move to Dallas.
Why? You may ask. We love our neighborhood and our ward and our friends and the mountains and living so close to so much family and we have a nice home and Chancho has a good job. So, why? I'm too tired to try to answer. And the truth is, there isn't a logical answer. The only answer that I can give is one that you really can't argue with. We have actually felt drawn to Dallas for over three years. Recently the feelings became very strong. We fasted and prayed and we believe that Dallas is where God wants us to go. We believe it is right. So, change is happening and much more change is coming for our little family.
