Harding Family Reunion

I love Bear Lake... I love the sound of the waves in the morning, the bright stars at night, the cotton snowing all around you, the cold water, and most of all... I love to see my family.  The Hardings are my Grandma's brothers and sisters... so most of the people there are my Great-Aunts and Uncles and their posterity.  They are people that I grew up playing with once or twice a year and even if I don't know every detail of what they've been doing or don't like a decision that they've made, they are my family and I love them for being there in my life from the beginning of my life until now...

This year Jer had a conference during the reunion... I wanted to go up anyways, and I probably would have been fine on my own but the whole trip was so much more enjoyable with the help of my parents!  I'm so grateful for your thoughtfulness and willingness! 

As much as I hate pictures of me... I hate pictures of me in a bathing suit 5 weeks after having a baby... but I thought this picture showed the craziness of everything going on...

This is the kids playing duck, duck, goose in the tree house that my dad built up there a couple of years ago.  My favorite part about watching them is that BamBam, who is 5, was the oldest one playing... and the only one playing that knew the rules... so when he tagged someone as goose and everyone would get up and run after him he would say, "I didn't goose you!  I didn't goose you!"

Ada

My dad

My mom feeding Evelyn

Grandpa pushing Sammy on the swing

Ada and my cousin's son Braiden (did I spell that right?) They're only months apart in age... and the funny thing is that they both were kind of scared to go in the water without an adult holding their hand or standing right next to them... until they had each other... then they swam out as far as they dared and then back to shore together several times... way cute!

Matching... pretty sweet!  (Braiden was using Aubrey's life jacket)

Sam was a little shy of the water, but after the first freak out session with getting used to the sand... he was as happy as anything digging and throwing dirt.