Saturday Traditions

Every Saturday I make homemade pizza and then we head to the park. It's my happy place. And now that summer is slowly (very slowly) coming to an end, our park dates are becoming even more enjoyable.


We have our favorite park that overlooks the whole valley. It's quiet and peaceful there. And the grass is in a larger portion than just a little square. It's our little family's tradition, and I love me a good tradition!

I've been in a little but of a funk. I've decided September is my hardest month in Vegas. My heart yearns to see my mountains changing colors and the crisp autumn mornings where the cool air nips at your nose. And since we really don't see leaves change and it doesn't start cooling down until October, homesickness always starts to settle in my spirit and I get in a bit of a funk.

I'll be back to my normal blogging self here soon.

Until then i'm gonna enjoy me some Saturday night traditions with my little family!