I couldn't think of a good title name and that song has just been in my head since it's the end of September. It was actually a really good September so I didn't necessarily want it to end, but you get the point, right?
Okay, moving on... So for Rachel's birthday this past summer she got one of those butterfly habitats. It was actually really cool to see these little caterpillars turn in to butterflies. (Strider really liked it too...we had to let them go into the wild for their own safety). So this was the big day of kicking them out of the house and sending them off to college....
And here's one last picture for the road.... my sweet baby boy. Why are they so precious when they sleep? Is it because they are so naughty when they are awake? I certainly think so.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Well we ended summer with a bang. It was a great summer and I was kind of sad to see it go. But we squeaked in a few things before it ended. We went to the Ogden temple open house. It was gorgeous and we all had a great time. Grandma Shirlene came with us.
The coolest part for me was before we went in I told the kids that I wanted them to not just look at how beautiful everything was, but how they felt. So when we went in the Celestial room I whispered to them, "Okay how do you feel right now?" Both Rach and Josh's eyes lit up and they said "I feel SO good!" Remember that feeling kids. You won't feel like this anywhere else on earth. It was cute.
The boys watched for animals...
Aunt Aimee tried to teach Rachel how to crochet.
We also got to go to the Nexus summer party. They had the best face painters there that I've ever seen. It took this girl like 1 minute to do each of these faces. Tell me these are cool!
We kept going and all of the sudden the trail stopped. What in the world? So I said, "I think this is the wrong trail we should go back." We turn around and the trail we had just come on? Gone. I'm completely serious when I say the trail wasn't there anymore. I had no idea what to do. So we hiked a little on what I thought was the trail and we were just getting deeper and deeper into the woods. Rach started panicking, imagining (and saying out loud) all of the scenarios of having to sleep in the woods and being eaten by a bear. Finally she said, "Mom we need to pray!" I full-heartedly agreed. I offered a prayed and told the girls that if they felt we should go a certain way that they need to tell me because they can receive answers too. Rach pointed in a direction so we headed that way.
I was trying to be the leader and remain calm but on the inside I was freaking out. I was so scared. What if we didn't find our way back? Could I keep these girls alive until morning? It was only getting later in the day. After a few minutes of bushwhaking it we saw the 2nd lake again. Thank heavens! We headed straight for the lake knowing we could find the trail once we got there. We made it by the lake, started following some people that we saw because we weren't sure which direction the trail head was on. After not too long, we realized they were leading us the wrong way so we turned around and headed back around the lake. As we were going along the trail we ran into a family that said.."I think your husband just passed by here a couple minutes ago. He went that way." And they pointed us down the trail.
Feeling so much better and thanking Heavenly Father for answering our prayer we started on the trail. But after about 15 minutes or so again I had the feeling, "This isn't the right way." Then again, the trail stopped. We turned around, and our trail was gone. How could this happen twice!!! We were all getting tired (especially Kate), we had plenty of water but Trav had all the food. We had Rach's fishing pole but Trav had the hooks and the bait. I honestly didn't know what to do. I wanted to go home.
We stopped, were screaming on the inside (at least I was) and then I heard someone say "Marco!" then the response "Polo!" I said, "We need to follow those voices!" As fast as we could muster we followed the "Marco!" "Polo!" which they kept saying every few seconds. After not too long a family came into view. 2 of their teenage kids had gotten on the wrong trail and they were playing Marco Polo to find their way back. The dad spotted us and asked if we had gotten on the wrong trail too. I said, "Yes! Will you please walk really slow so we can catch up to you and follow you out?" He said of course! Not only did they wait for us but the dad bushwhacked it over to us (we had to climb over a huge fallen tree to get to them), picked Kate up, took Rachel's fishing pole and led us to the trail. We were so thankful that they waited and then they hiked back with us the entire way. The dad carried Kate most of the way because she was so tired. He talked with her and was so sweet with her. Their son carried Rachel's fishing pole the entire way back. It was a mom, dad and 5 kids from about 7 to teenage years and they were the nicest family I have ever met in my life. They stopped when we needed to rest, they talked with us to help calm us down. I know we couldn't have made it back without them.
The rest of the hike back was awesome. The whole time I just thanked Heavenly Father for sending this family our way. If their kids hadn't have gotten lost right when they did we wouldn't have found them, and I'm sure we wouldn't have found the trail. What a faith building experience this was. One I don't want to do again, but faith building nonetheless.
When we made it to the parking lot I first saw Josh. He yelled, "Dad they're here!" How I loved seeing him! We went over to the van where Trav was putting together a "survival pack" to come back up and look for us. He had sent someone to go get a ranger and had already left a note on the van that he was coming to look for us. They were so worried and had been praying for our safe return too.
I'm just so happy that it turned out the way it did. You hear of people getting lost in the mountains all the time....especially places like the Uintah's. I am not one to go off the trail so this was so scary. I hope we can all remember how Heavenly Father completely answered our prayers. He hears us, he's aware of us, he loves us and he wants us to come home.
This is the only picture I took when we were on the trail home. We were almost back again and you can see some of that sweet family in the distance. I don't even know their names. I wish I would've gotten a picture of this family that saved us. I will never forget them.
Here is Kate's "first day of pre-school" picture. She was actually terrified to go and was clinging to me and crying when I went to drop her off. I stressed all day but when I went to pick her up she was grinning from ear to ear and said "I love school!" That is a relief and she's been great ever since.
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