A week in photos

Last Sunday my friend and I hiked Eagle Peak. I did this same hike in June when it was too cloudy to see much from the top. This day was totally different!

 In the picture below that tall, faraway mountain is Pikes Peak.

There is a meadow near the top of Eagle Peak and it was FULL of Columbine. Made my heart so happy.

John sent the girls and I to the spa one day this week for pedicures. Except the girls both wanted manicures instead. I opted for the pedi...and had a MUCH better experience than I did last time!

I love these girls of mine so much!

I also really, really love my PiYo workout. And my yoga mat. And my fresh pedi. 

 So, ummmmmmmm, this happened. I was too lazy to put the lid on the blender when I was making a shake. If you're ever tempted to think that you can just put your hand(s) over the top and call it good please think again. Trust me on this on.

 This is my very favorite salad. I could eat it every day...and I think I have this week. Recipe here.

This pretty girl is sixteen years old TODAY! She left early this morning for Seattle where she'll be all week with a group from our church doing mission work. 

Since we knew she was leaving on her birthday, we've tried to do a little something each day this week to make her feel celebrated. One night we managed to pull of a little surprise party for her! We invited some of her friends over for cupcakes and homemade ice cream (cookies and cream....YUM!) It was a fun night and she was quite surprised! Her youth group is going to celebrate her tonight in Seattle (shhh...another surprise!) so I think she'll feel the birthday love. 

The photo below makes me smile and even get a little teary-eyed. We pulled out some of our family photo albums last night--a birthday tradition--and spent some time looking through them. I rarely scrapbook these days but I am so grateful for the time I spent putting those albums together when my kids were smaller. They LOVE looking through them and reading the stuff I journaled about. It's stuff that I probably would not remember if it wasn't written down. All those scrapbooks tell the story of our family...and it's my favorite story of all.

Happy Sunday, everyone!