You might wanna be family.

If you're not going to be overwhelmed by all these pictures. And off we go . . .

But, then again, don't take my word for it. Lindsay says:

"Oh, these pictures are all FABULOUS!"


Come along for a Nolte ride then!

Just not in this one--you might end up thumbing a ride home.

How Owen didn't go loony on this breakdown with us, and our kids' bathroom sagas, and his migraine, I don't know.


So, here we are together with our family. [cue Primary song]

There's Nolen,

and Aimee, and some gu-uuy, and Bryan,

There's Alli and Ella, and Simon and Charlie,
and pet stingrays/leaves


and microscopes!


And music

and sychronized swimming (wow, we're glad to have Sarah and Owen's skills in the family!)

and ALL FIFTEEN GRANDKIDS!

The menfolk engineered some volleyball poles so we could play (not nearly enough!)

lawnchair volleyball

If someday Mark becomes like his grandpa and wears a lilac shirt, I will be so pleased. So classy, so wonderful, that Grandpa Nothum!

This is also a pretty good shot of the backyard fantasyland Mark's parents created.

Everything good happened on the tramp.

or at the Bean museum

or in a minivan

or on the tramp.

Join us again for next summer's installment!

Now, mind you, this was just our Utah week. Next I'll devote my efforts to our Boise time--but I've had a few technical difficulties with getting pictures from there. It seems that my one and only sister delivered an 11 pound boy this week--named Jackson!!!! Quite an accomplishment and quite a diversion! Just so the Tayes don't think I love them less--they're coming soon!

Thanks all you Noltes, Sneads and Nothums for being fabulous, admirable, so enjoyable, fascinating, and kind. I would gladly spend so many more weeks with you!

If you still can handle a wee bit more, here is Late Night Fights: William Nolte vs. Nolen Snead.