Portraits of my Boys 29

We spent four of the last seven days in the mountains. Those are my kinda statistics.
I've noticed in me a growing desire to be up in the mountains. A combination, I think, of wanting to get out of the city and into nature, a desire to get out of the sweltering heat and into cooler elevation, and a strengthening in my body that wants to be used.
I am only just realizing how tired I was all the time. I was so tired, and I have felt nauseous every day of my entire life. I just assumed that was the norm. I was amazed by people with the energy and desire to be active, when all I ever had a desire for was a nap. But since going off gluten, I feel strong and non-exhuasted. I want  to climb mountains! I've never felt that way. I even find myself waking up refreshed in the morning, and saying bizarre things like "Let's go snowboarding as a family this winter" and "we should buy a family rock-climbing pass."  It's all new for me. I'm trying not to go overboard, but I feel amazing.
 So we've been going up our canyons about every other day, searching for adventures. The mountains are gorgeous. I love living in such a beautiful part of the country.

Grey:

I'm sad that I cut off the top of his head, but I love this enough that I don't mind. Lately he has been Peter Pan all the time, so I love this shot of him flying.

Micah:

Micah was sick again this week for two days. He's not actually gluten-free, so I'm hoping that once he's tested and goes off gluten for good, he can finally be healthy.

August:

My first thought was that he's a little naked baby in the garden of Eden.  Man alive, he is cute and SO strong and stocky. I don't make chubby babies, I made muscly babies.