Summer is officially over here in St. Louis. The boys (!) are in school, and it's just us girls at home now. And I'm finally catching my breath long enough to write down a little of what we've been up to.
We've been thoroughly enjoying our new house. It's been so nice to have such a big kitchen that can handle art projects and breakfast messes and everything else, especially now that it's hidden away from the front door. I think this new layout is going to relax my parenting style a lot.
We've been back to the History Museum a few times. It's funny that this is a recent discovery for us, since we've been living here for seven years now!
Nora is holding the gun, in case you couldn't tell. ;)
Peter got another loose tooth, and yanked it out on his own the next day. He and Benjamin have the same big open window up top now. I imagine Peter's is going to look like that for a long while, though!
We've been taking lots of walks, mostly in hopes of meeting new friends. I think it's hard moving in the summer, because most people send their kids to camps and swimming lessons, so we rarely saw any kids just playing in their yards.
We finally got new neighbors on one side of our house with girls Benjamin and Peter's ages. They have become great friends already, and play together outside almost non-stop.
We decided to take a quick one-day trip up to Nauvoo to see the new British Pageant. First, we went to Carthage Jail.
We got treats at the local fudge shop.
And we admired the beautiful Nauvoo Temple.
Towards evening, we joined all the activities near the pageant stage, and tried out the handcarts as well as some pioneer crafts and games.
Benjamin was just thrilled to have a group of boys to play baseball with. The pageant itself was excellent! We were all glad we went.
The next week, we had to say goodbye to Paul for a week while he went to France for a business trip. That's never fun, but we found ways to keep ourselves busy in his absence.
I (probably foolishly) took the kids to the pool on my own one evening during half-price hours. The kids had a great time, but for the majority of the time, there was at least one of the kids out of my range of vision.
But we all made it home together and alive. Success.
The kids really wanted to go to the Art Museum one last time, so we did. We got a quick picture in front of the anniversary cake. St. Louis is 250 years old this year, and so they put 250 cakes throughout the city to commemorate it. If I had been better about planning, we would have made an effort to go see most of them.
I really love taking my kids to the Art Museum. We're not the quietest or most well behaved bunch (we're working on it!), but I enjoy teaching them a little of what I'm passionate about.
Lydia deserves her own post soon. She has turned into quite the character, with the sweetest hugs and giggles.
We were also heavily involved in planning playgroups through church, which was good for me. At least once a week, we'd play with friends either at a park or someone's house or at the church.
We said goodbye to some of our good friends of four years. They moved to Utah through, so we didn't feel like we were saying goodbye forever. It was still sad though, and added to the feeling that we were closing one chapter and beginning a new one.
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