We went to Island Park in August. John, Kylie, Ammon and Allie stayed for an entire week, but I took the littles and cut out early to make it to my Aunt Dixie's funeral. What is it with funerals this year? This one was kind of a hard one. Even though I haven't spent much time with her since I got married, I still feel so attached. We spent most Sundays at my grandma Weatherston's house with my Aunt Dixie and her kids. My cousins are quite a few years older than me, but we sure loved being around them. Some days I just really miss how lovely those Sundays were for me. They were a major influence in me wanting to have a lot of kids. I love being surrounded by family.
But Island Park was fun. I wish I had pictures of what happened after I left, but here are some for the few days I was there...
















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