social pressures

Brooke posted this video on her blog a while back.
I thought it was fitting for this time of year.
A little political towards the end, but so cute.


This day...five years in the making

Today River started Kindergarten...
along with 14,000 other kids in Utah I realize.
But today was River's day.

Every year River stands at the bus stop in her robe like a good little housewife waving goodbye to our older kids.

Every year she participates in the night before school fashion show wearing
her old hand-me-downs.

River inherited Lauren's old backpack, and has had it ready since 2005.

Every odd Halloween pencil or Easter bunny ruler was filed away in the backpack and re-organized almost daily.

So there we were today.

Standing at the door of her classroom.

Her big moment was also my big moment.

I tend to get sentimental and was trying to make something monumental of the moment....
I could feel my own tears just within reach.

So as I fumbled for the camera, making small talk with other moms,
I looked around and she was gone.

I peeked in the room and there she was sitting quietly and contently in her chair at the Red table.

I wanted to get mad at her for being in such a hurry.
"Quit being so ready to grow up!" I should've shouted.
"school lunch and homework are so overrated!"
"stay home with me still and we will watch YouTube videos together."

Well, we worry and cry when they grow up...
I suppose we would do the same if they didn't.


Roughin' it - Neves style

It was quite a sight last Thursday.
Caravanning down University Ave in Provo, all of us over loaded with camping gear.
Tents, tarps, saddles, bridles, halters, ropes, hay, hobbles, camp stoves, coolers, coats, kerosene, food for 30, flashlights, sleeping bags, spare tires, twine, a compressor, saws, fishing gear, eighteen horses and four dogs.
Nothing is simple anymore.
But, that's how the Neves do it.
Past Evanston, past Fort Bridger, on to Mtn.View and Robertson...then turn off on the Meeks Cabin road. Fifteen miles to the reservoir, then just twenty more miles of rocky road to the camp.
Of course it's all worth it in the end.




This non-electronic device has entertained my kids all week.

Sometimes the simplest toys are the best.

We picked up this pair of stilts at the Spanish Fork Fiesta Days.
A cute little Boy Scout was selling them.

I can't remember how much I paid...10 maybe 15 dollars?

Either way I thought they were a steal.
Guess who mastered the stilts first try??

Best money spent all summer.


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