The rain just keeps coming and coming. So far, we have had the wettest June in recorded history, and the 2nd wettest July. We are desperately trying to do summer things every chance the sun pokes it head out from behind the clouds even if it is just for a moment.
Alaskans cherish their summer like no people I have ever met, because there is so little of it. We need the summer to stock up our vitamin D and to get outside and see that the world is still alive, and that we are still alive.
I was hoping that August would be nice and sunny and warm, but alas, it looks like it is not to be. It’s raining now as I type and should continue for the next few days. Sunday and Monday were nice, but our church camp-out was canceled on Friday because of rain, and Logan played his first football game in the POURING rain on Saturday.
I dread winter coming this year. The thought of it makes me want to curl in the fetal position and hibernate until next spring like the bears. The fall chill will be in the breeze in the next couple of weeks and the leaves will be changing and falling from the trees before the end of the month. Noooooo, I’m not ready yet.
Because of all the rain we have had, we are starting to get toadstools/mushrooms popping up all over the yard. I have never seen anything like them before. They are surprisingly tall at around 10 inches. Now, we are just waiting for the Smurfs to arrive.
Here is what has been going on at the Lowry house lately:
We have had a lot of cool, rainy weather this summer, but as soon as the sun comes out the kids are outside playing and riding the horse. Hope we get some more sun and warm weather soon.
We had some cloudy, windy weather last week and I thought it was the perfect time to do an impromptu photo shoot with my girls. We froze, but we had fun.
When I was little I loved gymnastics. I had a red leotard with a white stripe on the each side, and I had a foam mat that I would put on the living room floor. I would practice my somersaults and cartwheels for hours on that mat. I remember watching Mary Lou Retton win a gold metal at the Olympics and telling my parents that I wanted to be a gymnasticer when I grew up. Well, I didn’t grow up to be a gymnasticer or a gymnast for that matter, but I have continued to watch and enjoy gymnastics in the Olympics. I guess it’s no surprise that a bit of my love for gymnastics has rubbed off onto at least one of my children.
Hannah started taking gymnastics last year and loves it. She practices and practices and works and works. I can’t tell you how many times she has told me that she needs her own balance beam so she can practice more here at home. She has excelled and was thrilled that she won three blue ribbons and a red ribbon in her end of the year competition. She got blues is balance beam, floor, and bars and red in vault. Good job Hannah! Hard work pays off.
Welcome to my blog. My name's Kimberly. I moved to Alaska from Utah, when I married my wonderful husband, and I've been in Alaska for 14 years now. Little did I know, when I got here, what an eventful life it would be. Surviving the "Last Frontier" while raising and home schooling 7 kids is an everyday adventure.
