This Weekend:

On Friday it was in the mid 80s so my friend so graciously let us come over and borrow her beautiful backyard for the afternoon to swim.  

My Utah friends will get a kick out of this – – there was some wind which meant, my kids FROZE and we only lasted about 30 minutes.  Literally….they were FREEZING. {AZ wimp probs}

We tried a new little food truck right by our house on Friday night because I’m sick of cooking!

Our friends and neighbors at the John Volken Academy have just opened this up and it is YUMMY! If you go, try their green chile pork burrito!! It’s huge!

On Saturday, London rode her cute little bike, around and around and around.

Who lives near me and is selling an adult bike?  I WANT ONE so bad to go with her!

London is VERY good at self entertaining herself these days and spent the rest of the afternoon making chalk creations…

We went on a long walk to collect rocks for her ‘painting rock’ collection…

And she figured out a new art trick with leftover Skittles from Valentine’s Day and water.

Yup, just a few drops of water makes that.  Pretty cool, huh?

We had church at home on Sunday.  Taking the sacrament has quickly become the highlight of my weekends. I sort of hit a wall on Sunday if I’m being honest.  My emotions were near the surface all day long.  I have such mixed emotions about the state we are in right now.  I’m getting stir crazy, not being able to go out and do the things that we normally do this time of year.  Yet at the same time, I LOVE having this down time at home with my family.  I LOVE that we are all under the same roof for most of the day.  But I also miss my ME time.  I feel anxiety, not knowing what the future will bring.  I feel like I’m ready for things to get back to normal again….but at the same time…I don’t want things to get back to normal again.  Does that even make any sense at all?  I’m worried about things opening up too quickly again.  People getting sick…. I guess you could just say…..I worried yesterday.  A lot.  Thank goodness for the power of prayer and a loving husband who ‘gets me’ when I have anxiety.  And thank goodness for Prozac.

The kids stayed busy on Sunday night building a tent on the trampoline….which sadly ended shortly because said trampoline BROKE while they were on it.  {Darn springs!}

That didn’t stop them from taking the party though right onto our back patio!  And no, they didn’t stay the night in it.  We aren’t ‘those’ types of campers 😉