the mighty provo

last saturday we took the younger four boys and rafted down the provo river with a group of friends.  i have to say, the first 30 minutes or so were horrible.  lincoln was crying, and quincey and i were both close to it.  i kept telling will i was 'done'.  but we stopped and moved lincoln over to our friend's raft, (which was the cadillac of all rafts) and re-situated in our own raft and then we were fine.  it was our first time, so we learned all the things we'd do differently next time.  clayton and brig were in their own raft, which was comical to watch.  (and a little scary.)  but they had fun, even though clayton was pretty nervous the whole time and brig was screaming at him constantly to "help row!!!"  overall, it wasn't that bad.  i think i'd do it again.  will had fun- and sometimes that's all that matters.  :)

the boys are all back in school, except preston (who starts tomorrow) and spencer (who starts thursday.) i'm sad summer break is over.  i'm not sad to see the heat go away and i'm not sad fall is almost here.  but this is the first year i'm dreading fall just a bit- because that means winter is not far behind it.  and i have to say- i'm not excited for winter.  really not excited.