October

 I adore this month: celebrating my marriage, enjoying the gorgeous fall colors all around, and settling in for so many words of hope, of love and truth during General Conference. We had an amazing weekend enjoying it all.

We started our Saturday in Park City for an Apline Slide adventure. Some views from the lift:

 My tiny girl--not quite sure what she was in for, but happy to snuggle her daddy

 

Big kids riding up with Grandma and Grandpa

All ready to ride. I am still amazed that Bentley ended up going all by himself, while Joseph hopped on behind Cares. See that smile/look of concern on her face? She honestly thought we might just push her down all on her own. But of course she ended up loving the ride with all her heart.

 The whole crew back at the bottom. Livs and I rode together and she clung to my arms for dear life. When we got to the last stretch and we saw the kids she finally spoke and said "we made it!" She is such a good sport.

Then it was on to the cabin...so glorious up there!

An afternoon stroll between sessions yesterday:

I finally feel like I got to watch and listen to all 4 sessions of conference this year without much interruption from my kiddos. They have arrived at such lovely ages :) But being at the cabin helped immensely. They played beautifully with all the fun puzzles, colored and did art with fun Halloween stickers, ran upstairs and disappeared playing with little critters and on the bunk beds, ran downstairs and played Playmobile, bounced on the old rodeo horse and enjoyed the novelty of the massage chair.

I am so grateful for the messages shared this weekend, for Elder Anderson reminding me how precious and powerful my role as a mother is, for President Monson and his endearing personality and timeless stories, for Elder Packer reminding the youth how to be safe and pure and to heed the warnings they've been promised, for Sister Dalton and her loving instructions for fathers of daughters (I felt especially lucky to reach over and find my own dad and hug him tightly after such a tender talk). It was, as always, filling to my soul.