We are family

Carver and I spent Labor Day weekend with a healthy dose of driving. We headed up to Lewiston, Idaho so I could meet some of the family members that weren't able to come to the wedding, and so I could catch a glimpse of the town my husband grew up in.

When I first met Carver I made the mistake of telling him that Idaho was basically an extension of Utah and that it all pretty much looked the same. He kindly but firmly explained that anyone who really felt that way had obviously never been to northern Idaho. I can honestly say now that I agree with him. I'm really sad that I didn't get any pictures because it was beautiful. Even with the end of summer tint that starts to turn everything brown, it was still very pretty scenery.

It felt like we spent most of the weekend driving, because that's what we did, but the stop in between were really enjoyable. I got to meet Grandma and Grandpa Papworth, Carver's aunts Lorna and Kristi, uncle Bill and his wife Cindy, we were able to see Grandma Stellmon again and a host of family friends who had nothing but good things to say about my new hubby and the family I married into. I am really grateful we were able to make this trip and I could meet more of my new family. It's nice to see where people come from and how their environment and the people in their lives can shape who they are.