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*They found our camera and are mailing it up! (Yahoo!) But still no pictures for a week or so.

Last Saturday we had a killer moving sale! I'm a bit of a yard sale extraordinaire (in my opinion anyway) and this was by far the best one. Both in terms of money made and overall experience. We got rid of our kitchen table(the only thing I was slightly sentimental about selling), 2 bar stools, 1 chair, 1 bookshelf (even after a gust of wind knocked it over and broke the top!), 1 stroller, and then a bunch of other stuff. We DI-ed the rest of our kitchen chairs and an end table. Our house is really starting to feel empty. As in, it echos in certain areas for lack of stuff. Crazy.
Speaking of moving....
That night after the garage sale, we packed up a few essentials and made our first-of-the-season-trip to our river spot. The entire experience I felt like I was battling two personalities inside of me. "Wow, this is so beautiful!", immediately followed by, "Why can't we just be eating at our kitchen table!! Gahh!! Gwen stop eating the dirt! MILES! Don't you DARE get near the river without Mom or Dad!!!!" Camping, in any form, usually stresses me out more than anything, but for some reason I still love it and crave it. We roasted dogs and mallows, made sand castles, became monsters and destroyed the aforementioned sand castles, looked for frogs, played peek-a-boo from inside the tent, went on a walk and climbed on rocks, got too far into the river, changed kid's wet clothes and then tore them away from the sand and strapped them into their car seats crying. Right before we made them get in the car, during a quiet moment, I turned and saw the sun settling into the river behind a grouping of trees. I watched the smoke of our dying campfire wind it's way through the yellow grass and my heart just broke. Did you know, not all heart-break is sad? The first time my heart broke was because I was having a hard time comprehending the beauty of my surroundings and the people in it. How did I get so lucky? However, it was immediately followed by the sad kind of heart break. We are leaving Eastern Idaho and everything about it that we've come to love, especially including "our" river spot. 6 years is a good amount of time. It's hard to imagine life anywhere else. It will be a wonderful adventure I'm sure.