tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71700241216667375212024-03-05T18:08:49.003-07:00Kraync + KLAN = MissionAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-41000383653458868122009-10-04T22:34:00.002-06:002009-10-04T23:52:32.865-06:00Ahhh! I love General ConferenceI am always a bit sad when General Conference weekend is over. I always feel so inspired and this weekend was no exception. There were several talks that were VERY poignant to me. I loved Pres. Monson's talk on service and Elder Eyering's talk! I did have some favorites. One being Elder Hollands talk on the Book of Mormon! Wow, what an amazing, courageous, testimony and a HUGE example to me. I am determined once again to read that book and feel my testimony grow stronger! Elder Holland's testimony of the Book of Mormon will be a classic in our home, listened to and studied over and over again. <br /><br />My VERY favorite talk would have to be Elder Todd D. Christopherson's talk on morality!!!! I loved this ENTIRE talk. It is very hard for me to pick out some highlights but I'll try: "For positive out comes, moral agency must be accompanied by moral discipline. By moral discipline, I mean self-discipline based on moral standards. Moral discipline is the consistent use of agency to choose the right because it is right, even when it is hard. It rejects the self-absorbed life, in favor of developing character worthy of respect and true greatness through Christ like service." "The societies in which many of us live, have for more than a generation, failed to foster moral discipline. They've taught that truth is relative and that everyone decides for himself or herself what is right. Concepts such as sin and wrong have been condemned as value judgements." "As a consequence self-discipline has eroded and societies are left to try and maintain order and civility by compulsion. <strong>The lack of internal control by individuals breeds external control by governments."</strong> Police man and laws can never replace customs, traditions, and moral values as a means for regulating human behavior. At best the police and criminal justice system are the <strong>last desperate line of defense for a civilized society</strong>. Our increased reliance upon laws to regulate behavior is a measure of how uncivilized we've become." "There can never be enough rules so finely crafted as to anticipate and cover every situation, and even if there were, enforcement would be impossibly expensive and burdensome. <strong>This approach leads to diminished freedom for everyone.</strong>" "In the end it is only an internal moral compass in each individual that can effectively deal with the root causes as well as symptoms of societal decay." In reference to teaching moral discipline to our children he states: "Each must be persuaded that service and sacrifice for the happiness and well-being of others in love are far superior to making ones own comfort and possessions the highest priority. President Henery B. Eyering expressed the vision we try to attain: 'The pure gospel of Jesus Christ must go down into the hearts of our children by the power of the Holy Ghost. It will not be enough for them to have had a spiritual witness of the truth and to want good things later. It will not be enough for them to hope for some future cleansing and strengthening. Our aim must be for them to become truly converted to the restored gospel of Jesus Christ, while they are with us. Then they will have gained a strength from what they are, not only from what they know. They will become disciples of Christ." "We cannot presume that the future will resemble the past that things and patterns we have relied upon economically, politically, socially, will remain as they have been. <strong>Perhaps our moral discipline, if we will cultivate it, will have an influence for good and inspire others to pursue the same course, that we may thereby have an impact on future trends and events. At a minimum moral discipline will be of immense help to us as will deal with whatever stresses and challenges may come in a disintegrating society.</strong><br /><br />I love this Church, I love our Prophet and his counselors, I love the Quorum of the 12, I love my Savior!<br /><br /><strong></strong><strong></strong>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-79919352814791841852009-09-03T07:54:00.006-06:002009-09-03T14:05:53.390-06:00My Grandpa, Benjamin NoyesLate last night we were on our way home from Colorado when we recieved word that my dear old Grandpa had passed away. It is hard for me to put into words the emotion that this news effected in me. We all knew it wasn't long. For several weeks now he has been a real trooper and such an example to me. Well, what am I saying, he has been a huge example to me all my life. I was relieved for him, heart broken for our family and my sweet grandma. And although I was crying and I felt like a piece of my heart had been taken from my chest I was blessed very strongly to feel Granpa's spirit. It was not a spirit of sadness, nor of worry. There was no anger, or pain, just simply peace. I felt like he, yet again, was giving me a gift. A final gift of peace.<br /><br /><br />My children's hearts have been hurt badly. I tried to get them to open up and feel this gift of peace that Grandpa so wanted them to have. After getting home from the hospital at around mid-night we were able to have a brief talk and cuddle on the couch. Karl said a family prayer and told our loving Heavenly Father to tell Grandpa how much we loved him. The sweet spirit of peace came again VERY strongly and even my children were more calm after that prayer. I think they, in some small way, were also able to recieve Grandpa's gift.<br /><br /><p style="visibility:visible;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="426" style="width:426px;height:320px"><param name="movie" value="http://widget-12.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="scale" value="noscale" /><param name="salign" value="l" /><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/> <param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&il=1&channel=432345564275520274&site=widget-12.slide.com"/></object><p style="white-space:nowrap"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=432345564275520274&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p1/432345564275520274/ms_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=432345564275520274&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p2/432345564275520274/ms_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&at=un&id=432345564275520274&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-12.slide.com/p4/432345564275520274/ms_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></p></p><br />I love you Grandpa Noyes, with all my heart. There have been countless times I have gotten down on my knees and told my Heavenly Father how thankful I am to be your grandaughter. You are one of my biggest heroes. For 33 years now you have been a very special part of my life. My mind is filled with memories of you. You have taught me so much. Thank you! I love you, and I will miss you dearly every day!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-14452505993482717502009-08-03T10:36:00.002-06:002009-08-03T10:40:00.434-06:00This family is friends of ours. They could use any help and all prayers!Vittoria is a sweet little girl who is the daughter of friends of ours. She went in for open heart surgery and has had a very tough time recooping. Needless to say her parents, grandparents, and the rest of her family would be grateful for any prayers or help. If you could take the time to read her blog, you will be very inspired with their faith and testimonies!<br /><br /><a href="http://vittoriascorner.blogspot.com/">http://vittoriascorner.blogspot.com/</a>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-9199726756736503172009-04-05T17:28:00.007-06:002009-04-05T19:24:15.775-06:00A Christ Centered Easter and Elder Holland's Talk!What a wonderful weekend it has been. Not long ago we finished listening to the last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">session</span> of the 179<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> General Conference for our church. It was so special, and many of the talks touched my heart. One <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">imparticular</span> was by Elder Holland and it was such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">touching</span> tribute to our Lord, and Savior Jesus Christ.<br /><br />Easter is my favorite holiday. I found a book several years ago that has been a HUGE influence on the way we spend Easter. It is called <em>A Christ-Center Easter By. Janet and Joe Hales.</em> Click on the picture for a link. It is subtitled: <em>Day-By-Day Activities to Celebrate Easter Week. Easter Activities for Latter-Day Saint Families</em>. We have i<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ncorporated</span> many of these ideas into our Easter Holiday and it is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">soooo</span> amazing! My love of the Savior and an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">appreciation</span> of his life and sacrifice have been deepened thanks to these <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">activities</span> and I pray that they will do the same for my children as we repeat these activities each year.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Christ-Centered-Easter-Day-Day-Activities/dp/1570087792/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1238980698&sr=8-1"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321379193822998162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdBQqnkN6WzsrqF1UEjpC-HAxsXoLQYtqZ4BR63NarcF5qMz7uN33YZpCXN86-Mf2dtiYnrdTRiGxmuMlHbrg2CLepRH3wujl8JLPVE4rEaci9a315GXcecMqzUZ3GWgp8_VUAyToRea0/s400/51MTE9CTT0L__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /></a> I feel it very appropriate to share at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">beginning</span> of this Easter week, Elder Hollands talk. I will not print the whole thing in it's entirety however it is so touching that I will print most of it. So be sure and read the whole thing when they have it posted at <a href="http://www.lds.org/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">lds</span>.org. </a>Please enjoy:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">We know the divine plan required Jesus to be Crucified, but it is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">wrenching</span> to think that one of his special witnesses, who sat at his feet, who heard him pray, and watched him heal, and felt his touch, could betray Him and all that He was, for thirty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">pieces</span> of silver. Never in this world has so little money purchased so much <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">infamy</span>. We are not to judge Judas' fate, but Jesus said of his betrayer, 'good were it for this man, if he had not been born.' </div><br /><div align="center">Of course, others among the believers had their difficult moments as well. Following the Last Supper, Jesus left Peter, James, and John to wait while He ventured into the Garden of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Gethsemane</span> alone. Falling on his face in prayer, sorrowful unto death, the record says, 'His sweat came as great drops of blood,' as He <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">pled</span> with the Father, to let this crushing, brutal, cup pass; but of course it could not pass. Returning from such anguished prayer, He found His three chief disciples asleep; prompting Him to ask, 'could ye not watch with me one hour?' So it happens two more times, until on his third return he says <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">compassionately</span>: 'Sleep on now, and take your rest' though there would be no rest for Him. Moments later after Jesus' arrest and appearance at trial Peter, accused of knowing Jesus and being one of His confidants, denies that accusation, not once, but three times. We don't know all that was going on here, nor do we know of protective counsel which the Savior Himself may have given to his apostles <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">privately</span>, but we do know Jesus was aware that even these precious ones would not stand with him in the end and he had warned Peter accordingly. Then with the crowing of the cock, the Lord turned and looked upon Peter, and Peter remembered the word of the Lord and he went out and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">wepted</span> bitterly. Thus, the supporting circle around Jesus gets smaller, and smaller, and smaller, giving <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">signifigance</span> to Matthews short verse, 'all the disciples left and fled.' Peter stayed near enough to be recognized and confronted. John stood at the foot of the cross with Jesus' mother. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Especially</span> and always the blessed women in Saviors life stayed as close as they could but essentially his lonely <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">journey</span> back to his father continued without comfort or companionship. </div><br /><div align="center">Now I speak very carefully even reverently of what may have been the most difficult moment in all of this solitary journey to Atonement. I speak of those final moments for which Jesus must have been prepared intellectually and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">physically</span>, but which he may not have fully anticipated emotionally and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">spiritually</span>. That concluding <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">desent</span> into the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">paralyzing</span> despair of Divine <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">withdrawal</span> when he cries 'My God, My God, why hast thou forsaken me?' The loss of mortal support he had anticipated, but surely he had not, apparently, comprehended this. Had He not said to his Disciples: 'Behold, the hour is now come that you shall be scattered, every man to his own and leave me alone. And yet I am not alone because the Father is with me. The Father hath not left me alone. For I do always those things that please Him.' With all the conviction of my soul, I testify that He did please His father perfectly, and that a perfect father did not forsake his son in that hour. Indeed it is my personal belief that in all of Christs' mortal ministry the father may never have been closer to his son than in these agonizing final moments of suffering. Never-the-less, that the supreme sacrifice of His Son might be as complete as it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">voluntary</span> and solitary, the Father briefly withdrew from Jesus, the comfort of His spirit, the support of his personal <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">presence</span>. It was required, indeed it was central, to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">significance</span> that this perfect Son, who had never spoken ill, nor done wrong, nor touched an unclean thing; He had to know how the rest of human kind would feel, us, the rest of us, when we did <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">commit</span> such sins. For His Atonement to be infinite and eternal He had to feel what it was like to die not only physically, but spiritually. To sense what it was like, to have the Divine spirit withdraw, leaving one feeling totally, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">abjectly</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">hopelessly</span> alone. But Jesus held on! He pressed on! The goodness in Him allowed Faith to triumph, even in a state of complete anguish. The trust that He lived by told Him <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">inspite</span> of his feelings, that Divine compassion is never absent. That God is always faithful, that He never flees, nor fails us. When the uttermost farthing had then been paid, when Christs determination to be faithful was as obvious, as it was utterly invincible, then finally and mercifully it was finished. Against all odds and with none to help or up hold him, Jesus of Nazareth, the living Son of the living God restored <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">physical</span> life, where death had held sway. And brought joyful, spiritual, redemption out of sin, and hellish darkness, and despair. With Faith in the God He knew was there, He could say in triumph 'Father into thy hands, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">commend</span> my spirit. Brothers and Sisters one of the great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">consolations</span> of this great Easter season is that because Jesus walked such a long lonely path utterly alone we do not have to do so. His solitary journey brought great company to us for our little version of that path, the merciful care of our Father in Heaven, the unfailing companionship of this beloved Son, the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">consummate</span> gift of the Holy Ghost, angels in heaven, family members on both sides of the veil, Prophets and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">Apostles</span>, teachers, leaders, friends, all of these and more have been given us as companions for our mortal journey because of the Atonement of Jesus <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">Christ</span> and the restoration of His gospel. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Trumpeted</span> from the summit of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">Calvary</span> is the truth that we will never be left alone or unaided even if we may feel that we are. Truly the Redeemer of us all said 'I will not leave you comfortless. My father and I will come to you and abide with you.' My other plea brothers and sisters at Easter time is that these scenes of Christs lonely sacrifice laced with moments of denial, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">abandonment</span>, and at least once out right betrayal, must never be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">reenacted</span> by us! He has walked alone once. Now may I ask that never again will He have to confront sin without aid and assistance. That He never again will be found unresponsive or see unresponsive on-lookers. In our present day as we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">approach</span> this holy week.....may we declare ourselves to be more fully disciples of the Lord Jesus Christ. Not in the word only, and not in the flush of comfortable times, but in deed, and in courage, and in faith, including when the path is lonely and when our cross is difficult to bear. This Easter week and always may we stand by Jesus Christ at all times and in all things, and in all places that we may be in, even until death, for surely that is how he stood by us, when it was unto death and when he had to stand entirely and utterly alone. </div><p></p><p>Happy Easter all of you!!</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-118724296777253442009-03-27T11:28:00.002-06:002009-03-27T11:35:50.182-06:00The Lady and the LionAnnouncing a fun new blog that will help keep you updated on an activity my kids are participating in! It's called the.......<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://castlevalleyactingcompany.blogspot.com/">CASTLE VALLEY ACTING COMPANY</a><br /><br /><br />The first play they are doing is called The Lady and the Lion and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kenzi</span> got one of the leading roles! She has been working hard and is very excited. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jax</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jacee</span> both have several roles they are playing. They are having a good time. When their director sent this email with a new blog address I thought you might be interested in keeping up with them.<br /><br />Hope everyone is having a nice day!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-52157625848133602192009-03-04T17:53:00.003-07:002009-03-04T18:11:42.263-07:00A little update, if anyone is still around!It has been a very long time since I updated this blog and I'm on the verge of giving this blogging thing up, I just keep asking myself is this the BEST thing I can be spending my time on. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span> I'm probably just making excuses because I feel bad whenever I don't get the thing updated for so long. <br />Things have been going very well for us. I am very excited that things have started to change from winter to spring. I love all the seasons but I'm always so excited when the cold starts to be overcome by the warm. We have been enjoying the outside air and I am dying to go to the Arches. It seems as if that is going to be pushed off for about three weeks more however. SAD!<br />We have had lots of birthday celebrations going on around our place. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jax</span> and Luke both had birthdays in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">January</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kenzi</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Feburary</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jacelin's</span> birthday is on the sixth. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kenzi</span> turned 12 and started Young Women's. She is loving it and I am trying to adjust to the fact that she is that old! SAD! But she is a beautiful girl and I often marvel at how I was blessed with such a good girl, and one so strong and steadfast in her beliefs. I'm so thankful for each of my kids.<br />The end of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">January</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">actually</span> right during the two boy's birthdays we got SICK. Man we got strep throat and then the flu, which turned into RSV in my baby and he was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">soooo</span> sick for about three weeks. We avoided the hospital by the skin of our teeth and because we were blessed to have resources at home that most don't have. It was a heart wrenching and stressful three weeks, but we have all recovered and Luke is back to his little rambunctious self. HAPPY! <br />We are looking forward to our first trip to Colorado with Karl on Monday. The first trip out in the camp trailer is always a happy occasion for us. We are going to the Draper Temple open house on Friday for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Jacee's</span> birthday and then Karl, I and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Kenzi</span> are going to the Thomas Jefferson Education Forum on Saturday. We are very much looking forward to this. It always gives us more inspiration and a great reminder of what we are doing! HAPPY!<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Homeschool</span> is going good. My younger children have both taken an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">interest</span> in animals and have been studying away. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Jax</span> has learned all about fish and has earned the money to buy a fish tank and supply it with fish. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Unfortunately</span> he has lost several of them but this keeps him reading and learning. He told me today if he was to set up another tank all the things he would do differently. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Jacee</span> is learning all about bunnies and has pulled at her Uncle Chase and her Grandpa's heart strings enough that they are actively helping her set up a rabbit cage. She is constantly doing chores so she can earn money to buy pellets (that is what she tells me they eat) and she wants to have a bunny birthday party! (This could be lots of fun!) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Kenzi</span> is still writing stories and reading, reading, reading! That girl puts her mom to shame when it comes to the amount of reading she does. It has been fun however, we both share a love of Anne Shirley, we get talking and giggling quite a lot about her. She is now up into the series where she is married and so the tone of our talks will change a little I'm betting. It will still be fun though! Luke is talking up a storm and makes us laugh constantly. He can tell you the sounds of several of his letters thanks to a little secret we have! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">LOL</span><br />I hope things with your families are going well. We love you all!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-19151828994132840922009-01-02T11:24:00.005-07:002009-01-02T12:17:57.439-07:00Happy New Year!We had a wonderful New Year and I hope you all did as well! It was the first time in a long time that my whole family was able to just get together and hang out. Not all of us was able to be around for Christmas. We had some fun activities:<br /><div><div><br /><div><div><div><div>Several of us shot some hoops!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765770761946882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9SszT9DvxtnmBtFlW1INOBd0AjpXc_qd7pj99FI2F-kS3x4cWNFQKVX1VVpRrrZYRYH2odhIcHUyu0lDhUBAL67CWIA7vKTjHZWz7xopMcDkD8ZzrjvlxL6ZwdA0SNrciGmv5wRCHrnw/s400/DSCN0210.JPG" border="0" /> <div>We had a lot of snacking going on, of course!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765803985262130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwZUaA1UFrhTO4m8mPLY25aAXUdMNDlCdugPSjp0vLmxLMM4oF_uAhMnaAHlmFwMLHSRQMCFfCDIkZaCeNJC21rXKMz3OM6yWL1bxpq8_pYfvxBU96L80PXh43MYQIRLNULuxQaRYRhos/s400/DSCN0233.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765801166885058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQI7TG7C-ujXhYPvP_4Xv3EcAbbw8BWsC0DJcfGzJeza8o3AFVX67-0T48LIWyKDi-H0WpHSmplvO7TAC8p7300EFI3CUo2oJEcWfGaRk8nNDYOw6t5L26gk6JtCOwZNpqL6kKmceQWh0/s400/DSCN0222.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>We just hung out and enjoyed one <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">anothers</span> company!</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765807080161778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHlI-tLfNodEFno3JB64iV5WQX79OpACVb0Lc1bV7Erkq42FQeR1IzIxBtWJ2zdWFGn-Ww4Usnbv2sYbiIDgK6_KViw5rLJP70SjLGnkULNhVPkiYa_Q0OaXbkIhijy1OnCWrSHuGLi0Y/s400/DSCN0236.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286766908040984978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJSNwa_G9J46mI-QXTYd3ZB9M3y0_wDX3ma1ShT47TUxcwAXBb6Gz0CIYyzdYFLHMxs3znUyY-l5BwoRahV-HCXoIRQYkMqFGuZS-srLjz-sdp-S8R6L1JPZYD7hh3v3Rxfcr_uJNw3sE/s400/DSCN0232.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><br /><div>Some of us played games, while grandpa pretended to read a story!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286765802311485698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbDOXMwRgSZQjnY8bu642P8JnTJnlgqrxbgxzyV6KUl0NbFKWSUQINSwx5ExRv99SdiabjZJwhWZ5EmUa0_XtFvjwj0OFrAjurYQks298lD3gKYT08OidQxZ6yXWeT5HT9hUgI6YLQ2dU/s400/DSCN0235.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><div></div><div>We pulled Honey candy! That was some fun! </div><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=432345564266447516&site=widget-9c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564266447516&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p1/432345564266447516/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564266447516&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p2/432345564266447516/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564266447516&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-9c.slide.com/p4/432345564266447516/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><div> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwYbXo2G8XQOvsC9JVtZuckIsAY8Ebo8anuT4ivQj10dhqvItm-gID1RyPnW_1f1crGx6VaUXyDeDMLfxKMnA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p><p>During the time we got to spend with our family, someone asked <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kenzi</span> what her goals were for the next year. I was interested to hear what she would say because we hadn't talked about any thing like that. She thought about it for a while and then replied: "I'm going to read through the Book of Mormon." "Oh <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thats</span> a good goal," says Uncle Chad. "Yeah, I've already started." She said. What more can we ask then that our children 'walk in faith'. </p><p>I was reading an incredible talk by Pres. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Uchtdorf</span>. I liked his thought: </p><p>"You have agency, and you are free to choose. But there is actually no <em>free agency. </em>Agency has its price. You have to pay the consequences of you choices."</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-91086529819441504862008-12-21T21:15:00.010-07:002008-12-22T07:36:05.321-07:00Traditions! Traditions! Old and New Traditions!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3v8TvS_C7Lfs4tsBzb0650D67BZW6nInhVm7WhCRm61DiexcnmIcOg6OROYFrZH7GjowYKn58SYx7YvOu1UQjUVpr-u4Al4g3I_Tf9vFnvO-IfEdIbMxS7NGSm4Vqfzh3gCblzcVywQ/s1600-h/DSCN0003.JPG">All of us have many precious traditions that we look forward to sharing with our families each year at Christmas time. We have several. Many that are service oriented like our 12 days Nativity. Some that are just fun and have originated over the years almost by accident, like the rabbit hunt that Karl and the kids go on while I wrap presents or do other things that get us closer to being ready for that special day. Our most popular and favorite tradition so far is our Christmas Story tradition. Each year we wrap up a Christmas book and then on Christmas Eve we open the gift and add it to our previous years Christmas books. Then we stay up reading our books until we can't keep our eyes open any longer. </a><br /><br />This year has been BY FAR and away our most memorable Christmas yet. We added two new traditions to our holiday season. Both of them added to contribute to our Christ Centered Christmas. One was simply a Jesus Tree. This tree is covered in white lights and ornaments that remind us of Jesus. The next new tradition will require a little explanation.<br />To introduce the other new tradition to our children, we bent our Christmas Story tradition just a little. We let the kids open the Christmas book for this year about 3 weeks early. The book we gave them this year is called, The Last Straw. I read this book at the end of the holiday season last year. I felt impressed to purchase it right then and put it away just for this time. I didn't fully know what I was going to do with this book but I just knew we needed to have it in our family. After our decision to not have Santa visit this year I continued to think about how to make our Christmas just as magical and fun as all the other years. As I was thinking about this I remembered this book. I pulled the book out and read it again. I love the idea of the serving combined with the giving of Jesus a gift. I started to pray about how I could add this to my families Christmas.<br />After letting the kids open the book and after reading it we presented our family with a Jesus Gift. It is an empty box with a slit in the side. We then told them that it was empty right now but we hoped to have it filled by Christmas morning, when it would be the first gift we would open because it was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jesus's</span> birthday. "Well what are we going to fill it with?" My children asked. Karl and I explained that we were going to fill it up with secret services that Jesus would love! We talked about who Jesus would love to see them serve (anyone) and told them that each time they did a 'Secret Service' they could go to the Jesus Tree were the box would be hanging, fill out a slip of paper that explained what they had done, fold up the paper and put it through the slit! Their eyes lit up! And so began our most memorable Christmas ever and it's not even over yet! It has been a joyful experience.<br />The other day <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jax</span> and I went walking into his room, he stops, gets wide eyed, and says, "Wow mom! Was my room this clean when you came in here just a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">minute</span> ago? Some one did a secret service!" He was so pleased and it brought joy to my life and his and whomever did the service. Since that day I've heard, "Hey someone did a secret service!" Exclaimed joyously many, many times. It has been a joy for me as I myself have hurried to do a secret service without getting caught. Can you imagine my joy when my youngest daughter came in and said to me that she would like to do a secret service by taking some bread to her singing teacher who had just gotten home that day from the hospital, where she had had a baby, and would I help her make it? We have all had little notes of love found all around the house. And a few of us still have some secret service surprises up our sleeves before the holiday season is over. I think we are going to reach our goal of having our box filled before Christmas morning and I can't wait to open it up and see who did what kinds of service!<br /><br />Before ending this post I just wanted to share some photos and a couple videos of our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">pre</span>-holiday moments!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476960557769554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3v8TvS_C7Lfs4tsBzb0650D67BZW6nInhVm7WhCRm61DiexcnmIcOg6OROYFrZH7GjowYKn58SYx7YvOu1UQjUVpr-u4Al4g3I_Tf9vFnvO-IfEdIbMxS7NGSm4Vqfzh3gCblzcVywQ/s400/DSCN0003.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Karl and the daughter of our very good friends share the same birthday, Dec. 12<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span>. So we had a little party for the two of them. It was a lot of fun.<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKauMALw773fwxZyuKXfXjsikTQNgxrtmkt-eH-QQLAWxGSBdDx5PsnaRD121mKfcdqAPQhi4d6nZDDDsG1-3hMw03zurvrSCzqr5prlmxDg-mN3fS9NUg_USUdR2UbcX7ud_H5TjEO9E/s1600-h/Img0117.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476957950379106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKauMALw773fwxZyuKXfXjsikTQNgxrtmkt-eH-QQLAWxGSBdDx5PsnaRD121mKfcdqAPQhi4d6nZDDDsG1-3hMw03zurvrSCzqr5prlmxDg-mN3fS9NUg_USUdR2UbcX7ud_H5TjEO9E/s400/Img0117.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I have such cute children! We found Luke was fine with sitting on Santa's lap as long as there was someone in between him and that big bearded guy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcu5zTWHEr1cavli2ONFp6ksbr3OFtdyjgHyBSD1ZUzzOwt5oNRNdP9AJ49ZJIuGSa73aPCvjI25FFhlq_uiGqL_s-xwJCAOIYH5JHO2J6v70xtmf8bBXEjkGTQwhTNb8H-m8iMOq__vg/s1600-h/DSC_0037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476960042936130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcu5zTWHEr1cavli2ONFp6ksbr3OFtdyjgHyBSD1ZUzzOwt5oNRNdP9AJ49ZJIuGSa73aPCvjI25FFhlq_uiGqL_s-xwJCAOIYH5JHO2J6v70xtmf8bBXEjkGTQwhTNb8H-m8iMOq__vg/s400/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is our Jesus Tree it really is quite pretty. The Jesus Gift is hanging on the other side. Karl forgot to take a picture of it. I will try to get one and post it later.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtl4z4_nHjFCh1C05Ac4nX7SaKtpzV1S_Dd3ozzz5521LARLDf4uTVyMwagGXv5kb8v0z_hgjyvXTgYL2dA-2rWM51hkPP3-jXAuyNDENyuhufQ43Nh-AZB5l6Uoprn8lCoryCCb3svqM/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476792250276818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtl4z4_nHjFCh1C05Ac4nX7SaKtpzV1S_Dd3ozzz5521LARLDf4uTVyMwagGXv5kb8v0z_hgjyvXTgYL2dA-2rWM51hkPP3-jXAuyNDENyuhufQ43Nh-AZB5l6Uoprn8lCoryCCb3svqM/s400/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jax</span> had a great time putting lights on our one lonely tree in front of our house.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42NciLskzApeKt0_ZbYt_EL7Leq7WBO9NE0SuOeCTloDmUucft8Bczjf8-63b5PDA9d-2Q3cIPNIq5XktSnk13q2R7k4juRwrbOOx_Eaavq41aGRjT3Om7_ghpdbYixUYGNDNtbRJygg/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476790519819874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg42NciLskzApeKt0_ZbYt_EL7Leq7WBO9NE0SuOeCTloDmUucft8Bczjf8-63b5PDA9d-2Q3cIPNIq5XktSnk13q2R7k4juRwrbOOx_Eaavq41aGRjT3Om7_ghpdbYixUYGNDNtbRJygg/s400/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is our regular Christmas tree with our cat laying under it. She is so funny every year she loves to hang out under the Christmas Tree.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0tUKbY5NL7cfw8UOnJcfopN4GSl-OMMAnpHAtruUXmotdP5IzbllPJcDjKOpPeaRwIeDwBK1YHTqjeRZW5sYmrgwegSzsekNb1T8nR5djhTo-qxU0SDXAr0KTi2GuYFvUjZr-6nN9DCk/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476782298392018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0tUKbY5NL7cfw8UOnJcfopN4GSl-OMMAnpHAtruUXmotdP5IzbllPJcDjKOpPeaRwIeDwBK1YHTqjeRZW5sYmrgwegSzsekNb1T8nR5djhTo-qxU0SDXAr0KTi2GuYFvUjZr-6nN9DCk/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /></a>Just another family tradition of decorating the tree.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_pO9WE-fAUhKk3XyePB3FSJuINQVcGnNLzZKubK2iOM6d0tUNAuvcIchgAXfnCTZ4uowxVRq7ixaqSccGxsaIWKEIYz9sC-93Z2KCVJQQp7bkoPXnDr1Jl9wW1M0-3VI3IoegK6JElM/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476784893330018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_pO9WE-fAUhKk3XyePB3FSJuINQVcGnNLzZKubK2iOM6d0tUNAuvcIchgAXfnCTZ4uowxVRq7ixaqSccGxsaIWKEIYz9sC-93Z2KCVJQQp7bkoPXnDr1Jl9wW1M0-3VI3IoegK6JElM/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikBqUEH4JQiTJlBU0V4q961lzj0fB-muNNXOhQ5aKbdk7YevIb96DrYuRkrPv6udq8suOPGI-qD96gBGAsY3KfvMiHNRYOAb-ePd4NP4c5UgWKSvEc2Yo0uD5NEBcYfA8eie6rNRO289Q/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476783612072706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikBqUEH4JQiTJlBU0V4q961lzj0fB-muNNXOhQ5aKbdk7YevIb96DrYuRkrPv6udq8suOPGI-qD96gBGAsY3KfvMiHNRYOAb-ePd4NP4c5UgWKSvEc2Yo0uD5NEBcYfA8eie6rNRO289Q/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" border="0" /></a>Even Luke helps!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBu7a3Brd6cLi4TCefb6W-O6fB1SB2fiLxXKS19txC27xqER6eSlaxr2EasfKbmD1Nc6wH-MlUqBPDiu8npXj8cMqm9rkCZJ88I51lRsm6xS-tJ37XxNPqq4Vh-R8iOPj_ghMdOz_k7H0/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476598231895538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBu7a3Brd6cLi4TCefb6W-O6fB1SB2fiLxXKS19txC27xqER6eSlaxr2EasfKbmD1Nc6wH-MlUqBPDiu8npXj8cMqm9rkCZJ88I51lRsm6xS-tJ37XxNPqq4Vh-R8iOPj_ghMdOz_k7H0/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA88HBuMidshmgEFM0wHQhW-MDGi0QXuSC-_1yQA2tvXAildIkyiOaGSd3aknlr7LLjGLQ-FXGXaR6YAfGxkXydeAQBv9fLQb8PZ0Z5UJi_pXZwmHYsR_8oHplIdcZ9opa6Cggs_e9Vs/s1600-h/DSCN0045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476594276088802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA88HBuMidshmgEFM0wHQhW-MDGi0QXuSC-_1yQA2tvXAildIkyiOaGSd3aknlr7LLjGLQ-FXGXaR6YAfGxkXydeAQBv9fLQb8PZ0Z5UJi_pXZwmHYsR_8oHplIdcZ9opa6Cggs_e9Vs/s400/DSCN0045.jpg" border="0" /></a>We had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">opportunity</span> to return the visit of our friends and visit them in Eagle Mountain. It snowed a lot that day and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Kenzi</span>, Missy, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Jacelin</span> had a great time playing in it!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNFizrWYG8NBEm7g7HbCsWmNxcLTDaiwcrF6jjExzRNQ-lG95xwkdf5msPHX3DMyvTSuKsrtH9GeVTdA_Cs1uLpd8c1q28N51Lr_0a0qCbXYhmNpo-2v-quQAUL4qZ-NqbCIajKECK9M/s1600-h/DSCN0024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476593780120146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNFizrWYG8NBEm7g7HbCsWmNxcLTDaiwcrF6jjExzRNQ-lG95xwkdf5msPHX3DMyvTSuKsrtH9GeVTdA_Cs1uLpd8c1q28N51Lr_0a0qCbXYhmNpo-2v-quQAUL4qZ-NqbCIajKECK9M/s400/DSCN0024.jpg" border="0" /></a>The girls are in a singing group and here they are hanging out with some of their good friends.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxA0JOxNyDcFUU-CCllcgaJKi88bWrBwLNEWqOqRvqGVZYutE235nq-SXsi54YvIVOHEDUDGLCjRJxSY5Oq4sZOpFoMNr2zXHqSPZO5Kpo2ILnsjn_Fn8X6-t2TGnVsxt4THgDE84sDk/s1600-h/DSCN0023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476590204610258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxA0JOxNyDcFUU-CCllcgaJKi88bWrBwLNEWqOqRvqGVZYutE235nq-SXsi54YvIVOHEDUDGLCjRJxSY5Oq4sZOpFoMNr2zXHqSPZO5Kpo2ILnsjn_Fn8X6-t2TGnVsxt4THgDE84sDk/s400/DSCN0023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnX9H5G-o-6bRzov4NQEEdcaluTg3KBtJp_RBJ9Vv7Fmon3ok0alB2eFAiVEjnYkORQ_Hnt03qPUd2AurNK43K6buCIyCikQnsyfLmf2NgEnHSUF5BCbb3kSx1lG2xOjUr6ZHvZCdo_mc/s1600-h/DSCN0010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282476586766638706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnX9H5G-o-6bRzov4NQEEdcaluTg3KBtJp_RBJ9Vv7Fmon3ok0alB2eFAiVEjnYkORQ_Hnt03qPUd2AurNK43K6buCIyCikQnsyfLmf2NgEnHSUF5BCbb3kSx1lG2xOjUr6ZHvZCdo_mc/s400/DSCN0010.jpg" border="0" /></a>This is a picture of their whole group and the videos I'm going to post are of each of them singing one of their solos.</div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwVX1fzpyKdYdPDI-3G1jBeRGGFtxUBcJ1TkDabkyJyn4Wob1Rn9rff4N_Xr2-JbDExvSLrcxPS8UXhwR5InQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dznR6s-94PRNeNXY8XLiaZwi2KJJY7IQslTMJNqlYNd30TJl2YwRDUur6ykSOA66Ur3U3_LxibOdFSdZnyA6g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p><p>We hope you all have a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!</p><p>We love you!</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-58912102108672037742008-12-05T13:30:00.006-07:002008-12-05T21:15:05.746-07:00Our Christ Centered ChristmasToday I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">received</span> an answer to a silent prayer I have been offering for some time now.<br />Let me explain. Karl and I have had the feeling for several years now that we should take "Santa" out of Christmas. He has become so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">commercialized</span> and very few people really stop to think about what he represents. This is sad but obvious. The commercialization of Santa has become a tool that Satan uses to create greed in the hearts of men. It is always amazing too me how Satan takes so many good things and uses them to actually become exactly opposite of what they represent. It's so sad.<br />This year we decided to go with our feelings and let our children know that we were going to have a Christ Centered Christmas, no Santa. At first they were a little surprised. They were worried that they wouldn't get "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lot's</span> of fun stuff" for Christmas. This confirmed my thoughts on Santa creating greed, because my children have never been what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I would</span> call greedy. They have never been the type to write a long list of things they want, and their response to Santa when he asked what they wanted for Christmas was always: "I don't care, I know I'll like whatever you bring me."<br />They are still a bit unsure about Christmas without Santa and I have been also, but I just kept getting this overwhelming feeling that this is what we needed to do. Then today I was reading in my May 2008 Conference Report Ensign and read Sister <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Lant's</span> talk <a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&locale=0&sourceId=c491558fcc599110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&hideNav=1">"Righteous Traditions". </a>I had an overwhelming feeling of peace as I read these words: "The most important traditions are connected with the way we live our lives and will last beyond us as our children's lives are influenced and shaped. What kinds of traditions do we have? Are they what we want them to be? Are they based on actions of righteousness and faith? Are they mostly material in nature, or are they eternal? Are we consciously creating righteous traditions, or is life just happening to us? <em>Are our traditions being created in response to the loud voices of the world</em>, or are they influenced by the still, small voice of the Spirit? Are the traditions that we are creating in our families going to make it easier for our children to follow the living prophets, or will they make it difficult for them?"<br />As I continued to read my Heavenly Father again spoke peace to my heart through Sister <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Lant</span> as she said: "Our efforts must be toward hearing the interpretations of the Spirit rather than the understandings of the world."<br /><br />As she asked this questions towards the end of her beautiful talk: "Will their hearts and lives be full of traditions that make it easy for them to accept and follow the Lord and the latter-day prophets?" my heart was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gladdened</span> to know that the Lord approved of what we were doing with our family because we could, in regard to this tradition, shout "YES!"<br /><br />I'm so thankful for the tender mercy of my Father in Heaven. He, despite His endless work, granted me a knowledge of His acceptance of our actions, and gave me peace in knowing that He approves of us striving to put our Lord and Savior at the head of our Christmas season.Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-42280695360293461072008-11-08T12:05:00.011-07:002008-11-13T00:13:15.157-07:00Talents, Halloween, and, to top it all off, a road trip!I have the wonderful <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">opportunity</span> of serving with my friend Amy as the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Activity</span> Days leader for the girls in our ward. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kenzi</span> is in activity days for a few more months and so I also get to enjoy the activities with her as well. A couple of weeks ago we had a Talent Show. It was a great experience for the girls to bring a talent to share and explain their talent to us. I was AMAZED at the amount of talent in our girls.<br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266396281011532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8XvodGzZhxygKhcynCY4wXaAgdVPILKrmTCLW__19bc50pMM4pfDqWP2Trhdmdmx2G8FjhgCEZZvj2rUustFJBchjrWiITyrs6bl1vLfOrQp8NH59HW03uEOMndcYgXxqk73nIOIjJLQ/s400/DSCN1200.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">As you can see from the picture above we had six girls attend. </div><br /><div align="center">We had three different musical <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">instruments</span> played for us, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kenzi</span> sang and brought her prize winning stories for display. We had scrapbook pages, sewing, baking, and art projects! </div><div align="center">These girls are <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">sooo</span> talented and so blessed and they blessed our lives by being willing to share their talents with us. I have a video of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kenzi</span> singing but it is too big, I need to figure out a way to make it smaller and then I will post it.<br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Now for Halloween!</span><br /><br /></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367545238630434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7HUrg-bEM4j36_-zTut8b-9h50VeCJtlcVYUeybVE1JdqbR6iKynWUEZ88CpLE0IpTKZ3WkLtJgWwu0u7CMstxSyfksMYeVS6e6shKaB_byNhKhBz2hsnEQEF_a7jyd9M0diZULrhbSs/s400/DSCN1251.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">We had a mixture of characters as you can see....</p><br /><p align="center">No agreeing on a theme in this bunch, well okay, Luke didn't have a choice or he might have sided with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Jax</span>. Raggedy Andy is my very favorite boy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">costume</span> we own so he didn't have much of a choice. The ONLY thing I like about Halloween is dressing up. However, I have to admit, that it was funner when they were younger and I pretty much could just choose what was cute and help my mom make it! Luke really didn't hate his costume as much as you might guess from all his pictures. He had just woke up, was HUNGRY, and we were in a hurry to make it to a trunk-or-treat, so he was ticked that we wasn't getting food right now! Once he got to eat he was great and left his wig on the whole time. Can you guess what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kenzi</span> is? Well maybe I'll tell you when we get to the individual pictures if you haven't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">figured</span> it out by then. Oh I'll just do that with the other two as well. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">LOL</span> Because they aren't <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">obvious</span>. </p><br /><p align="center">This year we had a Halloween party. It was the day after Halloween but it was still pretty fun. It was a family Halloween party so I let each of the kids pick a family to invite and we had fun games that we played in teams of families. Below are the decorations. Yep, none other than our creative little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Jacee</span> girl, (speaking of talents) made them. Oh, with the exception of the paper lantern you see in the picture below. We bought that and the pumpkin garland.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkFIcitHu-xIPvKiyu35ALa43ZdHteoOwGYuAiVEwjONin_6AQ2m0YltLjvv3JXrUMDAudJUiTAil4gVMJL6RnZ4erSWMY5wjfktt-NmYIkqykFzqBXRz7F6HAHTkuK3yiS0g-JnIu3nA/s1600-h/DSCN1254.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266396294784427714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkFIcitHu-xIPvKiyu35ALa43ZdHteoOwGYuAiVEwjONin_6AQ2m0YltLjvv3JXrUMDAudJUiTAil4gVMJL6RnZ4erSWMY5wjfktt-NmYIkqykFzqBXRz7F6HAHTkuK3yiS0g-JnIu3nA/s400/DSCN1254.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSe2JQler2kxrqQGH29hxjaq-d2Cu_mjAjWhsNufGH-jeBbBcm_prUGnneaOijJQXzhUAJmTeWmevlteLIlKx456W19LcLUCUWE7eYcaYUQsWdEuzSQo3HZqFvQZHiUXuHGaowGXygYo/s1600-h/DSCN1255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266396289123518738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSe2JQler2kxrqQGH29hxjaq-d2Cu_mjAjWhsNufGH-jeBbBcm_prUGnneaOijJQXzhUAJmTeWmevlteLIlKx456W19LcLUCUWE7eYcaYUQsWdEuzSQo3HZqFvQZHiUXuHGaowGXygYo/s400/DSCN1255.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk5dgR6Dczl-VwxZEcOSSLzQMDy05LRNMcbuky_cLPMk-8BEaOah_4nmfIGLlzeFuQ1VMHTsLqsA8xpt74gZIMjSTyKZE6Ik2M-7cA6nJdhbNq_XQWqvuU6a7kZn7ROQcKAq89324AZrE/s1600-h/DSCN1256.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266396289915401682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk5dgR6Dczl-VwxZEcOSSLzQMDy05LRNMcbuky_cLPMk-8BEaOah_4nmfIGLlzeFuQ1VMHTsLqsA8xpt74gZIMjSTyKZE6Ik2M-7cA6nJdhbNq_XQWqvuU6a7kZn7ROQcKAq89324AZrE/s400/DSCN1256.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pumpkin carving was great this year! I had play practice so I helped get the pumpkin carving going and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Kenzi</span> and I had to leave (DARN) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">LOL</span> just kidding. I actually enjoy carving but not the mess! Karl had to carve Luke's pumpkin below. Luke quickly lost <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">interest</span>. </p><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNd2m5TSXRj3-jw_GppMvO8orWEJAUhT4YgKmcQ31tgeZHb8I89xhUC_uIYXz4mdKgZGzw6atRzpFVcJuA16xDcWG1Wl5P8B-ekxIcpWrNl8XQ-bYuxabaYVrvm0TfQoC5bh_63eyj7-k/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266395870981458002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNd2m5TSXRj3-jw_GppMvO8orWEJAUhT4YgKmcQ31tgeZHb8I89xhUC_uIYXz4mdKgZGzw6atRzpFVcJuA16xDcWG1Wl5P8B-ekxIcpWrNl8XQ-bYuxabaYVrvm0TfQoC5bh_63eyj7-k/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijkwepZ409-6LY48NPDeqIbBBDGJgsJmbNfjulcdknciLY2_kbBhJ9kYKQNoZ8nzp4-f-WfltdChKpORJoiMb1vC5-GwlAXgVIQzwlDdb3lDdAn8nYS5-urHecDEfofyj_DUBjLC3d2Vs/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266395867213456754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijkwepZ409-6LY48NPDeqIbBBDGJgsJmbNfjulcdknciLY2_kbBhJ9kYKQNoZ8nzp4-f-WfltdChKpORJoiMb1vC5-GwlAXgVIQzwlDdb3lDdAn8nYS5-urHecDEfofyj_DUBjLC3d2Vs/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Jax's</span> (bet you couldn't <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">guesss</span>!) pumpkin turned out great. He did it all by himself!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw9ucuA27wVOH7cuE2Zg20NOet2RmJp5G7UqA4jTXQtXgvtvvPGAYYxKmovlZlmcA-1z4WehsaPi6IoDj7unBQk_5QM5Yia4-vz6qhPjR_0S5902OxISpXtjbJ9HKOhVFfap9pvqFXn64/s1600-h/DSC_0011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266395863767588738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw9ucuA27wVOH7cuE2Zg20NOet2RmJp5G7UqA4jTXQtXgvtvvPGAYYxKmovlZlmcA-1z4WehsaPi6IoDj7unBQk_5QM5Yia4-vz6qhPjR_0S5902OxISpXtjbJ9HKOhVFfap9pvqFXn64/s400/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxZlYEjdB041-s7G3sNGKsB31S63O3gQkRSPeCMIMcRc-f4OlDoFD82ImoMKHvhj3wpH6JLvF9GZP7qhJQKtzhGykbsk2AvtyFCIePSdyzb7t_IH6utLDTxJt16OuCWUrHGOulBzxUCk/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266395852192255394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxZlYEjdB041-s7G3sNGKsB31S63O3gQkRSPeCMIMcRc-f4OlDoFD82ImoMKHvhj3wpH6JLvF9GZP7qhJQKtzhGykbsk2AvtyFCIePSdyzb7t_IH6utLDTxJt16OuCWUrHGOulBzxUCk/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Kenzi's</span> turned out way cute. She also did hers all by herself.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFJucJ_J2e6-DuTLL78pslF-Gv7pu6NfBBx2mZNVtJSgP6kPreRs6hQNEA1xSStXWSju-S_MAGDYlQioG_G0D2f79okH4mjonCmt7wCjPd0vgXIMcDd8SitQlWXzsA0hhFBXW3y1Xe8M/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367927913694098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJFJucJ_J2e6-DuTLL78pslF-Gv7pu6NfBBx2mZNVtJSgP6kPreRs6hQNEA1xSStXWSju-S_MAGDYlQioG_G0D2f79okH4mjonCmt7wCjPd0vgXIMcDd8SitQlWXzsA0hhFBXW3y1Xe8M/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXN_oEcLR-pGUkGo3qFr-Es6_jbyaNDmpurw22OTL8WrAXtooosHSZ7SKmcKO-CVXOJXKYNhO7VgRJRe1-W0e7joJXF599_gwN3XMZ_GRbV97s0arjaPXYRSLz5HOmPaF6xs1SPvgN9RM/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367926059677778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXN_oEcLR-pGUkGo3qFr-Es6_jbyaNDmpurw22OTL8WrAXtooosHSZ7SKmcKO-CVXOJXKYNhO7VgRJRe1-W0e7joJXF599_gwN3XMZ_GRbV97s0arjaPXYRSLz5HOmPaF6xs1SPvgN9RM/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Jacee's</span> looked cute but she insisted on having help! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">LOL</span> She didn't want to ruin it! How funny, aren't we already ruining the pumpkins? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">LOL</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhle_RtUqrt-vhzR1xV7RhWStccdw6MMO70m9-Po4BKeCFyn0hNdMWqE0ZtWKKHIQtL3qlAjkl0IYDxgFyuv-0yBTnNkl_9ceOoQ2n0y7-KpVzjwwoW6oFqOSjsjOHWa_QYoa6OyUQB5VI/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367919941439970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhle_RtUqrt-vhzR1xV7RhWStccdw6MMO70m9-Po4BKeCFyn0hNdMWqE0ZtWKKHIQtL3qlAjkl0IYDxgFyuv-0yBTnNkl_9ceOoQ2n0y7-KpVzjwwoW6oFqOSjsjOHWa_QYoa6OyUQB5VI/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvCoequ3bNnzUFP8VJF5BRMsSmomkE1DQ2qj35FCT7ejZWFeREdij1GYdQMYDnT9PfkpDB-OywC8hO_mWkaik8u2ca8Xw7I5expIsdCH1Za98LhXJGp_G3VG8fNQD98ivzawogRS5LVh0/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367921280887922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvCoequ3bNnzUFP8VJF5BRMsSmomkE1DQ2qj35FCT7ejZWFeREdij1GYdQMYDnT9PfkpDB-OywC8hO_mWkaik8u2ca8Xw7I5expIsdCH1Za98LhXJGp_G3VG8fNQD98ivzawogRS5LVh0/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKmiAQbKhQtseetje8FAgR91ETVhcURwFCuvf_SKyXaKA7RxcxvNmtCPAtQUFsCLbPU8yYeFszUbKtJHT_Une0pk1O7NWgjkBbyHG6Dym4QhOE_Gpy1Fu7LdKT3mokq2ecq5fRb3XVfo/s1600-h/DSCN1210.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367921969719906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKmiAQbKhQtseetje8FAgR91ETVhcURwFCuvf_SKyXaKA7RxcxvNmtCPAtQUFsCLbPU8yYeFszUbKtJHT_Une0pk1O7NWgjkBbyHG6Dym4QhOE_Gpy1Fu7LdKT3mokq2ecq5fRb3XVfo/s400/DSCN1210.JPG" border="0" /></a>Luke, loosing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">interest</span>!</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBshcRnpqncHxTfdnRwPOpzucjW6fT82JZP1DtZdkPEd5MR8EfAO5edQMmfJ7Tp-Sm79DvFRu-GR7tOG0DcoOeOamhiplWyARPB1HD3lp8VcQuoiowujSduWOA3kH0VQsjGYM1UxEjA5s/s1600-h/DSCN1247.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367560681266626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBshcRnpqncHxTfdnRwPOpzucjW6fT82JZP1DtZdkPEd5MR8EfAO5edQMmfJ7Tp-Sm79DvFRu-GR7tOG0DcoOeOamhiplWyARPB1HD3lp8VcQuoiowujSduWOA3kH0VQsjGYM1UxEjA5s/s400/DSCN1247.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSSXbifDoWLRyDOXsRfZZY8x5zqtPI61Ix3nkhrUdxC50fRIucsbAHneLnBz_gwtFXZgn-j3x7BGxB9AsU69S2Neyy8LHqDtTw9qEj6k9T__CtlO2FDJnhp6-I1vmMPrPXFadXYM5bY/s1600-h/DSCN1248.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367560551829010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpSSXbifDoWLRyDOXsRfZZY8x5zqtPI61Ix3nkhrUdxC50fRIucsbAHneLnBz_gwtFXZgn-j3x7BGxB9AsU69S2Neyy8LHqDtTw9qEj6k9T__CtlO2FDJnhp6-I1vmMPrPXFadXYM5bY/s400/DSCN1248.JPG" border="0" /></a> OK, here's my little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Sacajawea</span> with her papoose, of course!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOI7SJW2s2gfq08OQBcEhVIWadMGD5Se-uOjwX0QxQfHaEVh5ep_Q9EkLZIgLFxR0CrvKs1VGf-guFIdkJA9OlTDeTYQ4QDaEkSnNa1rVP1ctw_Sf64CI-a8se7GmLhyphenhyphenWSpL_N2iXgWk/s1600-h/DSCN1249.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367550596899650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHOI7SJW2s2gfq08OQBcEhVIWadMGD5Se-uOjwX0QxQfHaEVh5ep_Q9EkLZIgLFxR0CrvKs1VGf-guFIdkJA9OlTDeTYQ4QDaEkSnNa1rVP1ctw_Sf64CI-a8se7GmLhyphenhyphenWSpL_N2iXgWk/s400/DSCN1249.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAdBF2mckdggtWgthDNcEVSCHkjsEKKyZ7BMe-4aZAElrI5yxnJ6gzyl23KXJNzcniDw_FJoirfWsgnDihZMiOOB4W44RQobPdGsE1z2tdGxYVSkf9GjW3EDvY_XiARwOILRiSXyTT19k/s1600-h/DSCN1252.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367539344479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAdBF2mckdggtWgthDNcEVSCHkjsEKKyZ7BMe-4aZAElrI5yxnJ6gzyl23KXJNzcniDw_FJoirfWsgnDihZMiOOB4W44RQobPdGsE1z2tdGxYVSkf9GjW3EDvY_XiARwOILRiSXyTT19k/s400/DSCN1252.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Ok</span>, he's not just a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">solider</span>! Do you give up? Come one think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Jax</span>?</div><br /><div>OK, OK</div><br /><div>He's SPECIAL FORCES! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">LOL</span><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivdSPYkoQtbB7cW9nJVo9U4hajaWvYyJZrEzIZMJpHc1dE1Qihyphenhyphenlm5pNWZhJZHm-91ATQ5OSo0NFUvqfkCKmAZym29_vphWYF3RGGuS78EDdEmfKDe5synrTsxYB0PYmauqn04hdFJHQE/s1600-h/DSCN1253.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367244780517714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivdSPYkoQtbB7cW9nJVo9U4hajaWvYyJZrEzIZMJpHc1dE1Qihyphenhyphenlm5pNWZhJZHm-91ATQ5OSo0NFUvqfkCKmAZym29_vphWYF3RGGuS78EDdEmfKDe5synrTsxYB0PYmauqn04hdFJHQE/s400/DSCN1253.JPG" border="0" /></a>And you probably won't guess her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">completely</span> right. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Kenzi</span> is a country singer!</div><br /><div>Go Figure!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Below is a picture of our wrap the mummy relay game. The object was to pick a person in your family, wrap two rolls of toilet paper around them and send them across the room. The first one to the other end of the room is the winner!</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvLP4qJbFzfBS0HiUUqesCpiihgOrsBHd7fVPzVxspiWq0klRnB3xsihej3Y_bevL1KzoAO6ONkDS-50f-Dci5XqvwDFn1KCS-KzR7UG26IYyVpX8r7Pcd9hObm6-Ku-Vx7Hoj3IJvs5Q/s1600-h/DSCN1257.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367244088849506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvLP4qJbFzfBS0HiUUqesCpiihgOrsBHd7fVPzVxspiWq0klRnB3xsihej3Y_bevL1KzoAO6ONkDS-50f-Dci5XqvwDFn1KCS-KzR7UG26IYyVpX8r7Pcd9hObm6-Ku-Vx7Hoj3IJvs5Q/s400/DSCN1257.JPG" border="0" /></a> The winner was the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Jesperson</span> Family!</div><br /><div>Way to go! You look very <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">mummyish</span> Emily!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20Xx_JxD2qduS_8lxqkjRB0-4zuT4WlPxIjqgE6e_bdaZQxz52onQfmibHgsHW5_ulWlx7hechBJg-1YxgDA6xr6Je_fhvJClzCI_K5V3YIf8HnPMivyI8KeU9r5Xu928uh2XGIodEDY/s1600-h/DSCN1259.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367238694122738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi20Xx_JxD2qduS_8lxqkjRB0-4zuT4WlPxIjqgE6e_bdaZQxz52onQfmibHgsHW5_ulWlx7hechBJg-1YxgDA6xr6Je_fhvJClzCI_K5V3YIf8HnPMivyI8KeU9r5Xu928uh2XGIodEDY/s400/DSCN1259.JPG" border="0" /></a> Next on the game list was, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">hmmm</span>, what was the name of this game.</div><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">Ummm</span>, Throw the candy corn in the cup. Whoever has the most candy corns wins the game.</div><br /><div>As you can see from the picture the person wearing the cup felt a little insecure! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">LOL</span></div><br /><div>Thanks to Trevor of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Gunderson</span> family, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Fausett</span> family won that game. Trevor enjoyed packing the candy corns and putting them in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">Fausett</span> family cup. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">LOL</span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3yhbuFCAmECj3J_uIWIPTUogcfmtq_oJdvjOo0ANTnFbjI8ItUfuPw54KeANC1vIgKLbpl7Ip9omXRpqlr_FJC286nK0cGQraQctIoGD5UVKtnPp0afDYTwq839I-p855meIDnNV5pA/s1600-h/DSCN1263.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367236658582978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3yhbuFCAmECj3J_uIWIPTUogcfmtq_oJdvjOo0ANTnFbjI8ItUfuPw54KeANC1vIgKLbpl7Ip9omXRpqlr_FJC286nK0cGQraQctIoGD5UVKtnPp0afDYTwq839I-p855meIDnNV5pA/s400/DSCN1263.JPG" border="0" /></a> Next was Hot <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">Potato</span> Laundry Bag.</div><br /><div>We passed around laundry bags full of dress up items if the music stopped while you were holding the bag you had to draw something out of the bag and put it on.</div><br /><div>These were the results:</div><br /><div>The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">Fausett</span> Family</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhA_a1f2OcszH7zVNx2DsvXN39y7txtujOOzsHqyNc_1CHS8op091xpVhB0XG89ZIP_vJ67xyVGALMf5-lPzcHztDDzD3iT5MgkbWdZea6a0mROgiygNPqpYG-HVc2ds5axPQKIEleGNw/s1600-h/DSCN1268.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266367234424466322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhA_a1f2OcszH7zVNx2DsvXN39y7txtujOOzsHqyNc_1CHS8op091xpVhB0XG89ZIP_vJ67xyVGALMf5-lPzcHztDDzD3iT5MgkbWdZea6a0mROgiygNPqpYG-HVc2ds5axPQKIEleGNw/s400/DSCN1268.JPG" border="0" /></a> The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">Jessperson</span> Family who tied as the winners of this game! Love, love, love, Mark's get up!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CgLC_rvA44THoXOJmVVs2z27z4Zf4qhLYqhaNSpBmCsAVLoldQcboMHhAdggVg86Fwsv0VVJcj13m7ZDMsOs-taMYGntBerFZvb8bGCZ7no8cXaLdfL3uAoDidHkTaxrVVKrBJwcvBo/s1600-h/DSCN1269.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366723218804754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CgLC_rvA44THoXOJmVVs2z27z4Zf4qhLYqhaNSpBmCsAVLoldQcboMHhAdggVg86Fwsv0VVJcj13m7ZDMsOs-taMYGntBerFZvb8bGCZ7no8cXaLdfL3uAoDidHkTaxrVVKrBJwcvBo/s400/DSCN1269.JPG" border="0" /></a> The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">Gunderson</span> Family</div><br /><div>The other tied winners of this game!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyE-UWcQfj-f_6wcNzWWdz0Fg06QI_P4oF_GyliaydynDtG5na6aItfymYy0bqWCMojWHvQGmsSBYzRkIld3Eb04LeVvpQK4AvYaSfMc2XYh4YZGcJkflTeZoeZZMeEDKhjgfGrCR-Uvo/s1600-h/DSCN1271.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366723072799058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyE-UWcQfj-f_6wcNzWWdz0Fg06QI_P4oF_GyliaydynDtG5na6aItfymYy0bqWCMojWHvQGmsSBYzRkIld3Eb04LeVvpQK4AvYaSfMc2XYh4YZGcJkflTeZoeZZMeEDKhjgfGrCR-Uvo/s400/DSCN1271.JPG" border="0" /></a> And lastly, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">Kraync</span> Klan<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpb199L0pEBHgfeKysKRifCuYX4h3TipL_-hcVTsDhKVDhFC7YWZ_O3RRkCnOGp_DizqQbeZ-RmGAvUbx1EtKuhcyobSSMPvH8Ymb_cJc5Tyrw7wB-nBD_FyJzzjGi10p-vxziSIPifk/s1600-h/DSCN1272.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366718267195266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjpb199L0pEBHgfeKysKRifCuYX4h3TipL_-hcVTsDhKVDhFC7YWZ_O3RRkCnOGp_DizqQbeZ-RmGAvUbx1EtKuhcyobSSMPvH8Ymb_cJc5Tyrw7wB-nBD_FyJzzjGi10p-vxziSIPifk/s400/DSCN1272.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Lastly my kids had begged to have a silly sting war so I bought each child a can of silly string and they had a great time out back shooting each other with string! Below is a picture of Mason covered in silly sting.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7qKhoEWy7jCtR2WIkue8Z9s5YRESd8ZOyTgZj8LE0R_irFnITyITR7P5RxyOCatKcu1H0cbVyba9Sd6FmHPoPbyqn5UJ5x82OCGowUfSlLt-f9xdtMkCdMVBTWupn3xY42qYgVoUXzE/s1600-h/DSCN1273.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366711660916146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ7qKhoEWy7jCtR2WIkue8Z9s5YRESd8ZOyTgZj8LE0R_irFnITyITR7P5RxyOCatKcu1H0cbVyba9Sd6FmHPoPbyqn5UJ5x82OCGowUfSlLt-f9xdtMkCdMVBTWupn3xY42qYgVoUXzE/s400/DSCN1273.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had a great time at our party!</div><br /><div>Thanks everyone for coming!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">pleasantly</span> surprised when my brother Chad brought his family and came home for the weekend. It was so great to see them. Below are some pictures of their family. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">Jax</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">Kyler</span> were fighting. It was pretty funny. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Kyler</span> is a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">toughie</span>! He is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">soooo</span> funny and dang cute!<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLec2Y1fu_cOfaKEpd0PATaDvTrLkCHVktwD_0nqiuQEJDbyuF8RXlKq51CpDyVkvYxtmXTAlJNnpWPBoV6hdejGogDSAwzpGUHAIZPbPbAoy7spT1sHClrh7BwDYkw__Vu5b8svyrZoo/s1600-h/DSCN1282-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366710411801650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLec2Y1fu_cOfaKEpd0PATaDvTrLkCHVktwD_0nqiuQEJDbyuF8RXlKq51CpDyVkvYxtmXTAlJNnpWPBoV6hdejGogDSAwzpGUHAIZPbPbAoy7spT1sHClrh7BwDYkw__Vu5b8svyrZoo/s400/DSCN1282-1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is a picture of precious Tanner with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">Jacee</span> and Chad.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmo53WIqgMWUHf-SaatSYhdyUSJxsZOn0YlAZdaxaDDRYFlcCmdKtm9JwaSB3wb_UJgAfCiBJ5qJFBn_5lJjuKVek7Shvyo5SyxcWlSDotZLTJxUKy4r8Z3eO_oFmwNGXwIIrWGqiQbxI/s1600-h/DSCN1285.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366261019338482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmo53WIqgMWUHf-SaatSYhdyUSJxsZOn0YlAZdaxaDDRYFlcCmdKtm9JwaSB3wb_UJgAfCiBJ5qJFBn_5lJjuKVek7Shvyo5SyxcWlSDotZLTJxUKy4r8Z3eO_oFmwNGXwIIrWGqiQbxI/s400/DSCN1285.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div>We had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">opportunity</span> to go on a VERY LONG road trip with Karl. We went to Casper Wyoming, through Vernal then back down to Rifle Colorado and home through Grand Junction, Colorado, 1200 miles in all! Here are some pictures of the things we saw on our way! The rainbow was beautiful. Full and bright. We could even see where it ended. In fact the end of the rainbow followed us a long way. I didn't get a picture of that end of the rainbow but it was beautiful. It was a double rainbow also. I couldn't fit them both in the camera.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Krjt2mTYC9iLnjchciBVjwP7gjn_Xb0qBlmSCSILBCnUhG8HQqLG2ER2hOdPNGYI09yLBRTX589o6FdXgJaWtXv_kHIbl8PeeWiuNOmK3geOB-x7gtyxDXOAux600D13nsGcDu43NUA/s1600-h/DSCN1290.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366258885870306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Krjt2mTYC9iLnjchciBVjwP7gjn_Xb0qBlmSCSILBCnUhG8HQqLG2ER2hOdPNGYI09yLBRTX589o6FdXgJaWtXv_kHIbl8PeeWiuNOmK3geOB-x7gtyxDXOAux600D13nsGcDu43NUA/s400/DSCN1290.JPG" border="0" /></a> Just a cute picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">Jax</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">chillin</span>' and Gracie having a nap.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-f4FqYa777E6Qc-5JU0V_M5WJRdLZKA6qlwt0XKAOnULaMyWRG1kXvRYC-vEDYsGH5Vo4VAVeQk0Nhi-9EgOkMAvi2-5j8e6YcexN0UKJ2FjABjTOTK2WZQcZoYDwP72hbTJcXr2RyVo/s1600-h/DSCN1293.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366252751113026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-f4FqYa777E6Qc-5JU0V_M5WJRdLZKA6qlwt0XKAOnULaMyWRG1kXvRYC-vEDYsGH5Vo4VAVeQk0Nhi-9EgOkMAvi2-5j8e6YcexN0UKJ2FjABjTOTK2WZQcZoYDwP72hbTJcXr2RyVo/s400/DSCN1293.JPG" border="0" /></a> OK, here is what I learned or should I say remembered as we were driving to Casper.....</div><br /><div>I never want to live in Wyoming! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">LOL</span> No offense to anyone who HAS to! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">LOL</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUBuS1c0JUOjyHPyHsCpOh0TC1pNxmPsyNqnMZGOUWJ08XRXk93l-Fl2Undq1tdNWxkg2jlajKKqUPz0-daolGA6JyRCNJF8emcwkDFEkqVEYyAUEOREb6LKg_s33oGd5t01oBzA4Mp4/s1600-h/DSCN1294.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366253382221074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUBuS1c0JUOjyHPyHsCpOh0TC1pNxmPsyNqnMZGOUWJ08XRXk93l-Fl2Undq1tdNWxkg2jlajKKqUPz0-daolGA6JyRCNJF8emcwkDFEkqVEYyAUEOREb6LKg_s33oGd5t01oBzA4Mp4/s400/DSCN1294.JPG" border="0" /></a> On our way back from Casper headed to Wyoming we stopped at Martins Cove. We were the only visitors there. It was cold and we didn't stop to go on the trail but just to let mom and dad look at the visitors center and find information about camping here next year and doing a Trek as a family.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKLlojl20l3g-jr7NHREjS17XTcTOdcsc_kNBt4R50E5IsYXO8E7001r58iGbmXGWDO_inNRkvPbfwY-wHAwzbeI31_UIfFn9RDXpDapSTwBhqNdLIqHL1e2pBugxBUkGq-r3m5_IeO8/s1600-h/DSCN1295.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266366249966547218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLKLlojl20l3g-jr7NHREjS17XTcTOdcsc_kNBt4R50E5IsYXO8E7001r58iGbmXGWDO_inNRkvPbfwY-wHAwzbeI31_UIfFn9RDXpDapSTwBhqNdLIqHL1e2pBugxBUkGq-r3m5_IeO8/s400/DSCN1295.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZAuhTPwwlqYN8XfWeUHBKV8erQXAih4fQKY-QZRoHPCrdD9PhNWiMw3OKw2wZrD1hDmLZR501ljBAgxV1dGz1q7X4ei3ZsssdU6MNI0J_mf9ASTnyG9_Rpm8TyrrZ4-Y7BUPbqhpAzw/s1600-h/DSCN1297.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365849882616034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyZAuhTPwwlqYN8XfWeUHBKV8erQXAih4fQKY-QZRoHPCrdD9PhNWiMw3OKw2wZrD1hDmLZR501ljBAgxV1dGz1q7X4ei3ZsssdU6MNI0J_mf9ASTnyG9_Rpm8TyrrZ4-Y7BUPbqhpAzw/s400/DSCN1297.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7y1Txsn0wwaO6QgJD02314Xi2L2MVHkBVF6Ep7sJXIseje7J4dwAHxZUf2jzRF7368SYmTIkJEFjgSeQFbfIIl3kNo0JhcYRBoDyQgOKvYxnqzCsKM7izICnSzfJORrDa6-D0_QPUy2U/s1600-h/DSCN1299.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365843244289922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7y1Txsn0wwaO6QgJD02314Xi2L2MVHkBVF6Ep7sJXIseje7J4dwAHxZUf2jzRF7368SYmTIkJEFjgSeQFbfIIl3kNo0JhcYRBoDyQgOKvYxnqzCsKM7izICnSzfJORrDa6-D0_QPUy2U/s400/DSCN1299.JPG" border="0" /></a> The deer were so pretty and only about 15 feet away from Jacee for this picture.<br /></div><br /><div>Elder and Sister Thomas!</div><br /><div>Do these guys look familiar to any of you?</div><br /><div>Probably not but they did to us and it was sooo good to see them. Sister Thomas served as my first counselor in Primary in our Wellington Ward. I just love these two people. I admire them soooo much. I cannot say enough good about them. I knew they had gotten called on a mission here but I expected them to be gone by the time we got there. Last I heard they had only been called on a 6 month mission. But, to our pleasant surprise they had been asked to extend their mission for another year so they were still there when we stopped. It was a sweet blessing to get to see them.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Ls6h8hfPtcxynNM76l8avWfSAocz1sAP9Dt1cFQ_CvxnQIjGIIfq2S2Q2KMlZBfiCw0YDOe-_Wi6k4qu15HMco5VtvuekAKBmFf-He0znqOgc4NdaYZ0kBTd0hw4YS6wWVDt2ml4CIs/s1600-h/DSCN1300.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365843132351906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Ls6h8hfPtcxynNM76l8avWfSAocz1sAP9Dt1cFQ_CvxnQIjGIIfq2S2Q2KMlZBfiCw0YDOe-_Wi6k4qu15HMco5VtvuekAKBmFf-He0znqOgc4NdaYZ0kBTd0hw4YS6wWVDt2ml4CIs/s400/DSCN1300.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div>LOL, what is this?</div><br /><div>It's not Halloween, Just Gracie being played with, or in her thoughts, tortured.<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZRowVSuNDz-8t_4FWwOMkHfuY3iRt5kj4zmA-VreoBPzHMiXg0OO-9xZbcfLQ7MeIjB4TgFeMKG2SVpHpN1aWrb6LOb7KhwpJkrEjkqaSk2aAHAhLlbhUjTdh5l0FRZLzXxXgHVBFz4/s1600-h/DSCN1307.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266365833609056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrZRowVSuNDz-8t_4FWwOMkHfuY3iRt5kj4zmA-VreoBPzHMiXg0OO-9xZbcfLQ7MeIjB4TgFeMKG2SVpHpN1aWrb6LOb7KhwpJkrEjkqaSk2aAHAhLlbhUjTdh5l0FRZLzXxXgHVBFz4/s400/DSCN1307.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I thought this was a sweet protrayal of my two middle children actually getting along for a brief moment. They are cooking pasta over the campfire. LOL I know it is taking the self suffcient thing to the extreme a little but they loved it! I will have to remember to get pictures of my dad and Jax and the fishing. Then you will wonder about us and the self sufficient thing! LOL<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268034850386474626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhufLn7RfpMieUkkRRyONw26SdqdC9oGqHDj6nfFKZiyxHja7F0HTBUtoLXYQ6g8a3P78esIzaTpUB5K7CxktCQQJPm94JKgqp7X4GADsqEhUHMKqWhMzMIOnRH6Q4zFhHgb6b1kYaNluI/s400/DSCN1314.JPG" border="0" /> <div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-37820727775630721742008-10-23T16:52:00.008-06:002008-10-23T17:14:01.851-06:00New Pictures!!!!As you can see from my new header we had new pictures taken. Thanks to Aunt Jeniel we were able to have a very fun FHE on the Helper park way. There are many more cute ones, so I decided to post them so you could see all of them.<br /><br />Enjoy!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlVUCaLLz2uA2n972kneayDjuQng9NyfeGIkPWhl80OM9bfydYjny4bmGqOTct9oX6pF9QLUYs3s1eDSsDghNGrTgA1mn6CRAlTCGIaJRvP91bmTcMDQEcg8SqQXJVE4iwGJirNMDpek/s1600-h/DSC_0173b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260489422183429906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlVUCaLLz2uA2n972kneayDjuQng9NyfeGIkPWhl80OM9bfydYjny4bmGqOTct9oX6pF9QLUYs3s1eDSsDghNGrTgA1mn6CRAlTCGIaJRvP91bmTcMDQEcg8SqQXJVE4iwGJirNMDpek/s400/DSC_0173b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtbs7ifbQSvkca0M-tnCvZglhHGa7mcCNo_npPLSUG612gP2axZAycbvvu3tlMz6Tuz4p4lCx7SZC79kNBGGSDvP-rKLAAUp-UM87fw_5lst1xa4LunAaIu9XaEgZtAzYcMecxU2yZDFc/s1600-h/DSC_0169.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260489408935165330" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Thus, I actually followed through with it!<br /><div>The tag works like this: You simply go to your picture file click on your fourth file and the fourth picture in that file you post on your blog!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The fourth picture in my fourth file was this:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258161345103409970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy26iqyC50laXTTsG9QufVNXD_8UUDWDu0v5GGll1kzNPKriI1QS7ghSV8hN5HNGKv0PQPs7rCTOeknyCUBcP18FNqq1GBlawh5Au99VQXpM7tPUmqhlWp9mJcrZZUOAP5z6VXn0mLm3o/s400/galmour711.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p> </p><p>It was one of my rodeo royalty pictures, but I can't remember which rodeo it was for! Any how, it's that simple. So now you are suppose to tag four people! I tag:</p><p align="center">Mimi, Brittany, Natalie, and my friend Sondra! (Because it's been a week since her last post!) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">LOL</span></p><p align="center">Happy tagging!</p><p align="center">Amy</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-62188659946509185122008-09-30T15:23:00.010-06:002008-09-30T17:45:05.190-06:00A Plethora of Fields........<div align="center"> After looking through my pictures I realized that maybe I'm a little too hard on myself about making sure my children get a "good education". What do you think? We have had studies in various fields, just to name a few:</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Field: Reading</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956622336859458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHON-b3paieqnarTR0q8ku1N8julmRmN-3CgYXFnFvjtU23w2mMarjl2Mg0IvQu2U6Ku6MIMIkYJzHSyIOwVrseG29czFfRtZjeS4P6gCY46WDdtrDWIqKq9dsggadeBjyxbyEh6zO68M/s400/DSCN1144.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Next Field: Physical Education</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251956616350697746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFUZC0KMZG5KoR5OA4G5HzMbgaFbEtV-rsSG-dvLDDUmHC3u8EfboRKL3zkRAWONr3LjTxI-aLzZVc_qihTzkFrPfygSjmoTwPZnrZ99DrDVllTLdfi6mDykynQEFTIjKm8UCQ46oLnI/s400/DSCN1079.JPG" border="0" /></p><p> </p><p>Next Field: Mentoring- refers to a developmental relationship between a more experienced</p><p> mentor and a less experienced partner.<br /></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dztcQ1TP7k2IcJ1tHLrFgjEqHlbrDsYbouctacBn-3QzuRnAPtkWmmzKtGoLtOIi5NZhvTcmDAHmwTIQcR3vg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div align="left">Next Field: Construction</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251942541841005026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKu-apqq1iOE_LAK277Tv_YIVZd78kDDb-LQf5HUl3-Lc2EKCkwawEtxPscKykeYcD8LaRNykajrPZlrDpSogTwcPmb8Wv8aXT9g5Oix_7vXHE1kjcbTtpfMYIJYgKuEPSL9fl79Yagi0/s400/DSCN1050.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Now this requires a little explanation: What you see before you used to be a screen tent that Grandpa couldn't put together. (I guess he was never taught to read or speak Chinese. Aw Oh, that's something else I haven't gotten to!) My children noticed all the butterflies and grasshoppers around and they needed a net.......Need I say more!</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251942546318403970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxskoHzqkOQnrf74lGTh-tj93KqktqugGhfE8jiPW1_EMQJKIB2aaV-DDdDL6OGKccDIq8A9vkMuHlMwQh7p_r7pHhWZguu3zbsQgg5gqmQUMNTMdOjGyZ8y7HlMvMZ7HcJvDAdE7Ea8/s400/DSCN1051.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">We learned about assembly line production. Grandpa bent the metal, Dad strung the nets on the ring, Aunt Jeneil sewed the nets up and the kids........</div><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251942552435324722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLLuJvNVPH-zWTze7IpIkRM2YC4RObF5oVrPVuGy4YCHR-qbZGxkCCKDieGi-9L5-uEZjojE7AaZz6NOPhuSyiHwrbet5CfNkq7IXzZX9tV7vI0UPQGSQbj9LF3by-mcXzuo3UWImMO3w/s400/DSCN1057.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Well they were the testers, of course! After a little modification on the length of the handles they were off and catching!<br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251947331401157362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihn3CTTj8Tn_P3t2mNOeLM3YgE0MreTjmTWIic0AsDUBsGpj5ONs7GB1XuC7YvXoAEmHer0dV2jlhUlcP1bnoWKvq471gEuG7_Nlp9K_94EgtsveMKlu4Hh_a4_Q2jkr-cmpeW8rQCo5I/s400/DSCN1070.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="left">So now we move onto the field of Entomology. This is Jax's speciality. He can tell you almost anything about any kind of bug you can imagine. Let's see how they did:</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251942553658704530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdQwQFBflBzxylIsruLN7PQjYe23gwU44zKXFJM8zdoRcjXlH0UtZorJUNWdKT7Sf9gV2MwPnBqx9HRjZ2DsHB3xGYRaqMZgFRgDuXF1s-JsSuSYuZEl3aN2XPDlDwFHHgiQ9-65eSeBo/s400/DSCN1068.JPG" border="0" /><br />Oops, dad is confused! That's not a bug! He doesn't meet the qualifications! If Jax were here he could tell me what they were, and I could write them for you. But, be assured, you would be able to tell that what is in that net is not a BUG!</p><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251942552252056674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVkn8rlwvmInAaeAHjV5POp8J4KJjufzE3mDtDUtZB7H3teM-MnrAeViomNwECsrjvixMJaE4mANx5D3j_UjtMPeF92WoJuO1zSc_d1q8D9huJWzPmko0yrDsPi8iQY0nhTJu7ZL-DHjQ/s400/DSCN1065.JPG" border="0" /> Way to go Jax! Now that's a bug! Or is it? I think a butterfly is a bug! Ahhh, where is Jax!<br /><p align="left">Next Field: Animal Husbandry and Bird watching!</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHmhwYvM5X4CYbqB3y_CaiEsZ0eqBymr-EZA-WpAEnGmYZhBfPFlUTHJkeqOhqg586xK5t8R0Zm3bCznVkrp8ph-fVoIrgfgPNv1aHeqg-jgVwcuVgRnSX22qL6VyX3FaVR9K3YSZXYkU/s1600-h/DSCN1151-1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251944330997940274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHmhwYvM5X4CYbqB3y_CaiEsZ0eqBymr-EZA-WpAEnGmYZhBfPFlUTHJkeqOhqg586xK5t8R0Zm3bCznVkrp8ph-fVoIrgfgPNv1aHeqg-jgVwcuVgRnSX22qL6VyX3FaVR9K3YSZXYkU/s400/DSCN1151-1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grandpa Boyd is the proud owner of 7 or 8 calves that are motherless and they need to be fed quite regularly. So he has employed the help of my kids. It has been a great and enjoyable experience for them. But, one morning after walking home from studying the field of Animal Husbandry; raising and caring for livestock, my children entered the field of Bird watching! Here they found three of these huge birds resting in our trees and Jax couldn't wait for me to come and take a picture of them. He informed me they are Turkey Vultures. YUCKY! </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Next Field: Fashion and Design:<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5uEn4Wn_vekZOXfo7fSwOCsxgO6Vr17DX1d8Cu4cbbgZlxNuWZdM6L_Lb_0V1NRCGJthXWGashI32M7wvAWRVl4FxIWIy_cfTIkPHWCAtkuoVGZ8XI2GwqUGQP9HsBCLWY-NObkcscM/s1600-h/DSCN1125.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943888490136018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5uEn4Wn_vekZOXfo7fSwOCsxgO6Vr17DX1d8Cu4cbbgZlxNuWZdM6L_Lb_0V1NRCGJthXWGashI32M7wvAWRVl4FxIWIy_cfTIkPHWCAtkuoVGZ8XI2GwqUGQP9HsBCLWY-NObkcscM/s400/DSCN1125.jpg" border="0" /></a> These pictures speak for themselves!</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943893219757938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3ZENOlPPfuYPqaR_Dp02qIa5oOtquJU7d0ed88qzlch0S8Sc6YL6qDaJ4RfIdrTGIs9SuCPtLyODTzFsFWvPE-ovKL24PgG2KiX7Q5cTNEDHzy9m7a8dwO2FO1jicdpxsoDVEUoUwic/s400/DSCN1124.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943892849985266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNL4YTy9NKrsAYg6Z0XbcQotbVdlKspqXgR3D6NPtJotcmGOKVyQMSkSKfMllEPIQqucdHiSca-hvTGBNGWOScCNMuj8z7Y0DsIHLPEKcmwywo8zzVI8lzhmR8dfBAco6mgMlm7WUPKF0/s400/DSCN1138.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">Next we explored a little Mechanical Engineering by bridge building!</div><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglph909-6X39ajyWavh1Fm3XjD6kopghPrAKhWzLGm66Bk11CAdCDN7U7uXsTHKcpVqcvpMc4nPOjMyNbQPQqUlLzLeQj4PwS1eQ225XY-2hvyXIiFqw3CKzYqV9bBvxB_2b3TI50FerA/s1600-h/DSCN1123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943885689235954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglph909-6X39ajyWavh1Fm3XjD6kopghPrAKhWzLGm66Bk11CAdCDN7U7uXsTHKcpVqcvpMc4nPOjMyNbQPQqUlLzLeQj4PwS1eQ225XY-2hvyXIiFqw3CKzYqV9bBvxB_2b3TI50FerA/s400/DSCN1123.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Next Field: Civil Engineering Do you know the difference? I didn't, but I do now!</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943407102198370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinN1bygaqSoOPmSqBtUgEBfyJshN9Q2khnyA-jrAnl51CUjK3GN7GiTOPs3bUtF4GDDL4GDj4LQy8CkA7YDGespuRsZjWjLvxPvHa_JYZNLcVC0AXuX01U-RFbB-tSr1W9Th6WEb_NGVk/s400/DSCN1120.JPG" border="0" /><br />Next Field: Hydrology- The study of the movement, distribution, and quality of water</p><p> throughout the earth. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUHDqhlfBz9L5XoowA3u9nAIvPBAHvgBwWnhysQQmhs8Lmq9A9MBev9VB69XWqt8ctn_Wp4sppL6_sVXOIgAjv9tQvFzgIMwVAjseUZr7qtA7Dd-NPONHXPPHgBjNbJBm9HoEwOYo7kA/s1600-h/DSCN1094.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943388439351298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUHDqhlfBz9L5XoowA3u9nAIvPBAHvgBwWnhysQQmhs8Lmq9A9MBev9VB69XWqt8ctn_Wp4sppL6_sVXOIgAjv9tQvFzgIMwVAjseUZr7qtA7Dd-NPONHXPPHgBjNbJBm9HoEwOYo7kA/s400/DSCN1094.JPG" border="0" /></a>We all learned that, in this case, the the water is moving down!</p><br /><div align="center">Ha ha! </div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943073401063570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ajFOVVf9SfMeWx1C1h6t6jkm66QT-er_vad58FuxPOnjz2A6ZSO0xDJfFa9yXbRHhToeHScUkrkGBIsE_6WJv2aZmFyhdIzf1amBwXRWdlNI5SM079sW3qr3x3S3GcBdnm2Pc0zMgMo/s400/DSCN1084.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943076022923986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixpZATBHpGCjEiTM1v7_XjQTf2lrWAHyyIhKDvfGPDH5uBR4oxle1BRbXwHksqv0Rln2tGoHgG-QBEV6T9yLR3jt06gBWsHZVvSWGRlQJNQzuRCZGZdkkuV2bMvTbTsMQ-jeJITzLD1FI/s400/DSCN1085.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">That the water quality is VERY COLD this time of year!</div><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943080025664914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQXKx0g4P04TCSdsfDUasQoFg6YUid0MIXwlm8MHTo0-kpXKrHAbVQIP7gUCoOvgWdz5luz1CW8rN5fx5yQEnJSEx8Cq-4Jnk5qW8XHgrS-kHOaMwnBHPi06Ks_IBA3eIPFXTerFm5-4/s400/DSCN1092.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">And that it is distributed pretty much all over us!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">Next Field: Geology- The Study of Rocks. Now if you know us well you will know that we LOVE</div><div align="left"> Geology and we study it frequently but none the less here Kenzi is</div><div align="left"> studying it yet again!</div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZZ7UDb2907vxAUSrza-OtUU9_RcK5m8ccMsVq2CocVv8V5gFZ9kYo7WnYNIY-A8scRGoitQecsH3ZABIDUqnVJyO13_SSWnhJTBKQyiVJya3qU53kSs9XrIzj1ssLDeD2kxZ_y66IHA/s1600-h/DSCN1096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943396291358322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFZZ7UDb2907vxAUSrza-OtUU9_RcK5m8ccMsVq2CocVv8V5gFZ9kYo7WnYNIY-A8scRGoitQecsH3ZABIDUqnVJyO13_SSWnhJTBKQyiVJya3qU53kSs9XrIzj1ssLDeD2kxZ_y66IHA/s400/DSCN1096.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9JWfd-ioDvaz_s82Gab3FiNHMvrNSrDKBSlW-4yJWwpVtKEepwsX5Dczvkwj6SgrxXy7r1rJjoQlpLU1du74hrMA6aYd91eEdfEfOkg8Pr_3GeTFd8n-JrjMbD1tQ5id7j4xjklC7LSA/s1600-h/DSCN1097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943403009807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9JWfd-ioDvaz_s82Gab3FiNHMvrNSrDKBSlW-4yJWwpVtKEepwsX5Dczvkwj6SgrxXy7r1rJjoQlpLU1du74hrMA6aYd91eEdfEfOkg8Pr_3GeTFd8n-JrjMbD1tQ5id7j4xjklC7LSA/s400/DSCN1097.JPG" border="0" /></a> Geology is also the study of soil. Luke has been closely inspecting the components of the soil in Payson Canyon!</p><br /><p>Next Field: Creative Arts</p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv5vJLdV2w5lfvpFQwVllY_YQIUCWZ7-8-b98ZhwglvmWRF9OTtukz5Nx-NxxmBPDz7qboDmUhhOlyW-zPAkYTJpn7GOBlQAocEpwk0V86iWWjgfdlfwYS2SiaMfq_-c-eoWbgQn-G2d8/s1600-h/DSCN1106.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943406782476978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv5vJLdV2w5lfvpFQwVllY_YQIUCWZ7-8-b98ZhwglvmWRF9OTtukz5Nx-NxxmBPDz7qboDmUhhOlyW-zPAkYTJpn7GOBlQAocEpwk0V86iWWjgfdlfwYS2SiaMfq_-c-eoWbgQn-G2d8/s400/DSCN1106.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />And last but not least, our favorite field: Culinary Arts, of course!<br /><br /></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzw6Qz5OKqcvHAtjnVtgKICIcN1jkatYNVA0xHK8sTbXng6Kx4drwHOTbxghNnFWyK3ldi2wfePz4ShrAMB7o55Q3SR6F3Jyc4DtyRsdEddbiAcxS5FvcKxHevnLdEb6iNAHGTN-o4PVw/s1600-h/DSCN1046-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943068435311378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzw6Qz5OKqcvHAtjnVtgKICIcN1jkatYNVA0xHK8sTbXng6Kx4drwHOTbxghNnFWyK3ldi2wfePz4ShrAMB7o55Q3SR6F3Jyc4DtyRsdEddbiAcxS5FvcKxHevnLdEb6iNAHGTN-o4PVw/s400/DSCN1046-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWBISjDsdz5QFebWXza_LNhIc3TWB_B3CeKVA9CEDEQWGOHXhB9UBp1hiDWzcRM7V-B6I_aeAJKY8y_WScAl0xUxy1LiPkzNs4OYBJgAS9AecgBdy-UUo0N-iSb0cDaNSrdoOIYhk2uo/s1600-h/DSCN1145.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251943073696384578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWBISjDsdz5QFebWXza_LNhIc3TWB_B3CeKVA9CEDEQWGOHXhB9UBp1hiDWzcRM7V-B6I_aeAJKY8y_WScAl0xUxy1LiPkzNs4OYBJgAS9AecgBdy-UUo0N-iSb0cDaNSrdoOIYhk2uo/s400/DSCN1145.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I hope you all got a good laugh and enjoyed seeing our crazy family in action. I am so thankful to be able to spend so much time with them and I love them all soooo much! They are the biggest blessing, challenge, and aspiration of my life.<br /><br /><strong>Just one of many treasures from a book we are reading together as a family:</strong><br /><div align="center">My highest aspiration is to be a clean, thrifty housekeeper, a bountiful cook, a faithful wife, a sympathetic mother. This is life work for any woman, and to be a good woman is the greatest thing on earth. To be a good wife and mother is the end to which I aspire. To hold the respect and love of my husband is the greatest object of my life.</div><div align="center">-Mother </div><div align="center">From the book Laddie, by Gene Stratton Porter</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-15218620210724839462008-09-20T21:20:00.003-06:002008-09-20T22:17:28.090-06:00Life is so fragile<div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="left"> My heart is tender tonight as I have recently learned of the death of a super special boy who was in my primary in Wellington. His mom served as my primary secretary and is a sweet friend. His three sisters were also in my primary and Karl was their home teacher. They are an amazing family and have been such a great example to me about what it really means to have love and respect for one another. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"> Caleb Williams passed away during a scouting camp-out, when a sand tunnel he was digging collapsed on him. He was an amazing boy. His strength of character was phenomenal and very rare in a child as young as he, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">especially</span> in this world today. He was so full of determination. He set his goals and worked hard and fearlessly to achieve them. He was respectful to his elders and kindhearted. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Jax</span> had a special <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">opportunity</span> to spend several one on one hours with Caleb as, at one time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Jax</span> was wrestling and that was Caleb's passion, and he was good at it! Caleb was excited that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Jax</span> wanted to learn. He invited <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jax</span> over to his house and mentored him in wrestling. Caleb and his mom also took <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jax</span> with them on several occasions to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Springville</span> where they had wrestling practice. Caleb's many accomplishments in wrestling and other sports speak for themselves about how talented and dedicated he was. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"> His character didn't end with sports. I wish I could remember all the details of the little stories I have running around in my head about Caleb that his mom has shared with me. He was an exemplary boy and my heart is aching for his family.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"> Our whole family has just felt a hole in our hearts. My children have asked many questions and are saddened. It is so hard to make any sense about why Caleb was taken. We have to put our trust in the Lord. I'm certain their aren't many people out there with his strength of character. He is not done living and I'm thankful for my testimony of that. The Lord needed him at home to help him with something that only someone with Caleb's character could do.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"> I pray for his family. I can't imagine how they must feel. My heart <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">aches</span> for them. I'm thankful for the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">opportunity</span> we had to be touched by Caleb's life. I know his example will forever stay with my son and myself.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248323048487416114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8dAtSZUMlSazS1HRzHlQ-PehRjoIWp5Ks7MHTBNeHniLJttF2ysn15eBfc5oofZ6IBFU4jDhcQFkKtQXhwdj0JCcbqiUG2jJ7JY3hmzWLekmXyzzffzY8ZfWwZrAYbnoB9JjCo9D7sRo/s400/IMG48013.jpg" border="0" /></div><p> </p><p align="center">This is a very young picture of Caleb the only one I could find in my files.</p><p align="center">Pray for his family please.</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-65889347932667806672008-08-10T14:47:00.019-06:002008-08-10T22:35:58.364-06:00Family, Fun, 4th of July, House, and Wedding! Finally!!!<div align="left">Well guys it has been a while so I have a lot to say! Well maybe I have a lot to show. We are moved into our house and we now have the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">internet</span> here and so I can get back to BLOGGING! There has been a lot going on in our lives. In June we had a ward picnic at the park and I have some pretty cute pictures from the picnic to post first. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232995030505830642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg29jXWy4JAo7Qa5zBmRvJCO5FgP2u9iFqSXFQ7mnho_k-NC39q-6w3vWWd4Vo4x3GK0Gl06aN15OIz7rUQy1O-HHftOjDgPy88ZcDv0v3X3N1R1cpQ7YrSdI7XeJcETkXriJSo_soWZbA/s400/DSCN0820.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div><div><div><div><div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232995035272848178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIp7QLwQw-ttgm_xHClueW06ZaXsWpcq00Fq8O4qPHuVvY3CXAXRiyDcMTewoRs7-u9zuNNqZOmzIgDAotXY3A-mQykk6uavTohpLM6PgR3HjuRN3z8TmCoUoZTJ3nssJ2fbY4QnZ9i4Q/s400/DSCN0823.JPG" border="0" />We, as you can see, had a great time with the babies on the slide. This is Luke with his cousin Charity. We have the awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">opportunity</span> to be in the same ward as my little brother Chase (in the first picture) and my parents. It is pretty fun!</p><p></p><p>As part of our summer we were lucky enough to have two of my cousin's kids come and spend several days with us! Nathan and Maddy were a great joy to have around! They are great kids and we love them! We love our family! We are very fortunate to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">be able</span> to be close to our extended family! I consider it a great blessing!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232995907826914434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkc83MEZnNig5uTQbbwUW3SOZozE8kH98-RvZ53h1iirm2TlX9-4CGi1LlYEUJVYA0P5IEt3bsc1vvKfvgsLnsG_KgSBGhYWP20Binifg5BZ97dRM0IQInfJt_jb_XFMYGgQWfPkirs_0/s400/DSCN0838.JPG" border="0" />Our 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> of July was fun, but uneventful! We weren't able to go camping for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Kraync</span> family reunion and that was a bummer but we had our own little firework show at home with Grandpa and Grandma <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Greenhalgh</span>. Luke was quite impressed with the fireworks but didn't want to get too close. He did like the sparklers though.</div><div> </div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996599760910034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9vsgT0oR3Vy4ULpsMyukbxR3doZikpaRL7LyxeeKcOtokAoI4VLk_p3sGKIsnvlRQid6yUvPs0leDBYidL4qQ-_5CsWTJdZDm_EQ_64rQPun0Xq9zjStGdI3bObMf580210n8rN6iws/s400/DSCN0853.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996601471672530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsEUvD1srjNxgQlywBBGjl5Imm6K014bwZhn66I-At-0x-eax_Bw8b5deJFEKAX8XNumiOTXa1hyBM8iweNZzBVWil008GDud1z-OMmXmVDsg8TGKuNZeRdXk1Wc-gVGNZKR9Jtjtkaik/s400/DSCN0861.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996604751429010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDUTHTWnKrnXE-g6hqkvULwpA7i6FQibs3jZoBBZXmcuL_utmr3EUqvrcJLErafXh6cJtnIJWrPbhv3vl1C5oUeqnuaINeeAZbBB5neLAKRDrF-06U7xXFpGanADI6vx24cpWojq-2FY/s400/DSCN0844.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232996603928288354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEkTeep6IdsTEtU9nJbZUXnGfpv4vxtnafi2LVWR6pw5xji4gPlzM-H5X3C2d0cVi7IkLNvt-ZZbjLtffJ76oTRyBr8YC7wb4u9eZbgNa0SZlFAjSfWMV2Ah-YkXcdVsTX_-Gx8IqTW1M/s400/DSCN0859.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>The day after the 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">th</span> we did get to go to our traditional <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Scofield</span> trip to watch the fireworks over the lake with Karl's family. I have to admit it is not my favorite tradition, but my husband and my kids love it so what do you do? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">LOL</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997292072988914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-ho9gSihN4PXDxdsiEjmt1OpDWV5SxzutpZ0jliEj2KZvM8luqQMJUGjfNgxdmtE7eT2fIj8YIFlMXLqvp9Dx42HH9NBfELy2xe8favtbNqhUaRRokjGY5GKzsis3E3cGaDHaJfkYQCA/s400/DSCN0874.jpg" border="0" /> <p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232997294002724802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwcXXfzsyIQXPMoly2Sn3pqTi8WOseRoIAMbsw5Lw6KT3BKuZj1aHix7nZgy85_RZI78BVMlOn3N1ARs5WT8M4ut7KKH4tdbSEjfqaVfWJlkS5W4TT95Qoggh2CsIjy1pNnXbFBK0wRCI/s400/DSCN0870.jpg" border="0" /></p></div></div></div><p>Does this look like trouble to you? Three boys with matches? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">AHUH</span>! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">LOL</span></p><p>Finally we get a little respite from the rigors of the house building! Around the 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">th</span> of July the kids and I were able to go with Karl to Colorado! Even though we had a broken trailer! We stayed at Island Acres campground. It is a great little place with several fishing lakes and a little lake with a beach for swimming! We went on a bike ride along the Colorado River while Karl was at work and the kids had a blast playing in the lake. It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">soooo</span> good to get a way.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232998778131759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbtIGRuSOWNbhfRXziqrHE_VG0ZAM-pLF9P1M8bk0jHrEO8oWYeid3iwvHZ7EjA8wjhmK3zOmzAjlxDkw8KqNXpVZqByTNcYZJLc02vBKnPaxoLViFRJZMiGcxE-go45gJs0e59IcNIko/s400/DSCN0898.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232998777134231154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLNn7JFhvlIVnw0YOnkXM_8dAZio5NyEmfWJ89-6IBRVYi0iJXlqICGWzL8LoQivIjYkhgySBgSXiklBQkvdk6HYcJaFQ_wipjA18Kx4OIBDHgqZP63t-ZD7YVw3XzAdHDrXuSpiEPe94/s400/DSCN0902.JPG" border="0" /></p></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232998781730709202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkb0Yblzey5Qt18c0y64p0_23nYNNr8doSYP9ecayNQKAmqgvG0N5uleBBQrF82oRlbfGPWWGiZeOKYrOQy5iPc7bJG7bPR5zaA66OPNwRgDgD2vrEXbfs3UouZnv7YXo4phyphenhyphenUfyINcdg/s400/DSCN0900.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232998780283068338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho_tKiHhZkhGfYTdCLe9_PzFRuiFRMa7RemxzbVNq3KZFJDvXWj_DgUpG05qRbhSPG61rkuJAmecxmZJTZuDcV8JQdVZalfYSbSR2ZYHRytWwOjkuAPtPuLpKPyH12eVcNY_nKLBOjPiU/s400/DSCN0889.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>If you can't tell that is a little tiny frog in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Jax's</span> hand. They are all over the place at the swimming lake. The kids had a whole frog town going on in the sand. I wish I would have got a picture. It was pretty cute!</p><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232998785912270482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmlpvWcUMCa9bL22QL0forQ_RykhHymvjaw8nFkV9OAW7dS0z3QroZm9Vx69SYZL0XUvRVqs2XwBFyWUmAslByiGrVe4aRa5ZuBEWlQedU8Lx457cq4zElEH1MMPLuaUWn1OlDJa9cqA/s400/DSCN0904.JPG" border="0" /></p><p><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Jax</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Jacee</span> were chasing the geese. I told them to be careful but they didn't seem to be afraid of them.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232999980067848898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0SFNTvVDpVbYaOn3X24d2iMKZx1WxI2AcK0233qXBbCCGhf7LOQBQYpKaqFV7FOqdXT2YuLdx01ZCsBkeSw1BXK3oh9GOXZ8lEAwI15inNzhQCrfSPRsAiRFxy8C0_wfuLTQKRK0vYE/s400/DSCN0883.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232999984205596370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHhnhd73wGuYKQLjoT9byaMFU_lUshuhfdc_K7-ONLMohaYsWMBwCGJZcYV8j3QCynMyjIM22e9fbq8HKKzZ-A6M_NYPouBB6k4seF1wVmkLS9rfwLjIdhsIDuIrT3Jl69vlMtps77fY/s400/DSCN0879.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>I thought these pictures were cute. Luke and his sisters enjoying books together. Memories!!!</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232999984458152626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTFRNd5ADWl0f4kVD_skMF5r1JHmHgoGEwaDAxocKp3KhyA9mu081f_Wugd1FA9Kg0wvh0tTz8stCDN3Un631hdWxCUUZDpuei63iauI4Gwlw2cFZmRBmxXG2QGuwoZnu5X2TFm2w2IZk/s400/DSCN0896.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>This is a picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Jax</span> smoking Chris's bees. Chris is Karl's friend and project manager in Colorado. He has bees, as you can see, and he was so kind to let us come over and see one of his hives. He even let <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Jax</span> smoke the bees and see how they respond to the smoker. It was a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">opportunity</span> even if <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Jax</span> did get stung! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">LOL</span> Thanks Chris!</p><p>On our way home I was able to get a video of Luke saying some of his cute words. He has really started talking a lot the past week or so but I still have to try and post this video of him because it is soooo cute!</p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw-N9GPS0mJ64vdAQNRyywTXjPoOw88Tvl4D4tPEm9WIdRy3HPQEQi1zaev3B1iAL7WvU4lpueOW5G13fenDg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>We had the very RARE chance to get to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">gether</span> with my whole family for a short couple of hours one weekend and I captured some cute moments of the afternoon:</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233001439652773922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtFiCmNOhk0LB_7l1eX89GKvTCUp__ei-OXaRkLvLNTHdarf6ZS10KYZXo1eIKq4cFg9ytoLBaFApnfuQjNhW6odeazM0U4IGaJtMzWAsawJaO5m1chYs6fsciMGkNUFxRYNDnsDyjwbc/s400/DSCN0914.JPG" border="0" /></p></div><div>My beautiful <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Kenzi</span> Kim with my sweet little nephew, Tanner.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233001439223754242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdC98UsBcG4LPt2-9LnMcQ2Vd8N53OaCIncij-Cqm7q9mKvp-KxarD_ZJlUKli59Dhx0T-KH5pEa27o7rXHBqfBpfM_fokhBORc94VVx1xwtYACbE2u4XRH1fmaL8pcBX5ybawioThzow/s400/DSCN0919.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div>Cute little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Kyler</span>!</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233001444523312226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMpF3pxvoTd_qSnYzYUL8Wfu0pW6zHIzsaLUFt3OKLnfu5l0u2GbozmkW3Z6dR_Xz8gVcGa2_P2N3fPIz-DCB32dvCAe2lqqekhYEcrHF0IvKbsGnM1UDPAdgGMcUfRuCPw1but6CDtw/s400/DSCN0939.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Grandpa with all the little ones! They were having so much fun on that hammock with Grandpa!</div><div> </div><div>Trent and Natalie were married on 8-8-08 at 8 a.m. in the Mt. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Timpanogas</span> temple. It was a beautiful day. They had their reception in Natalie's parent's backyard and it was beautiful. There was a couple of hours there when we had a blizzard. It was a bit hectic but, after lots of prayers, the evening turned out to be beautiful! Here are a few pictures:</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066865780886578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtYFa0cA68W8pKy6vXEfG7tV2Wpn9hRuBmFAn9RDfOhDcqO7mdl42D72NoqN7X98OmHa73mITbADmIW2RwDVsLjLU-jwDekRUN7cKSStRJ-EQbhPCx3fU-JLuIlYCh65hxmAsjiy6n9xg/s400/DSCN1023.JPG" border="0" /> This is my grandpa and ma Noyes with my sister Tracy!<br /><br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066869317231922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmv6Gl3XrFTdsidbLmTwjKJGse4trXofIRXNcbXEdKvSdV5WYiXXRhKpAe4hcb_aE4GRlBYFgrbkCja-0rafoNife72oYAzmwj9Su47BZpi5obfn8zsD-SOvQQXlidQLU1rzG9tshhqE/s400/DSCN1024.JPG" border="0" /> This is the back of my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">niece</span>, Kassandra, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">LOL</span>! My nephew Travis and my brother Chad, and brother-in-law Kevin.<br /><br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066872295242978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6CHeyLdQKxav0c0HVHe02v7M8Ykjxpv1NVC428lbKYOGEOTno90jht68Dw-QDXV5KQAxlvY2JBcFZQoTc8URCdGcwAgq1J_PgGjEGIQGS9B6AO9ySEXf5scxUL0gtNF-k8w0HSzlTFQg/s400/DSCN1029.JPG" border="0" /> This is my Aunt Leila and Uncle Larry with their daughter Joann, her kids, and my sister!<br /><br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066877436140290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMw6eODR1p2d4Vz8amL9hwHNtH7BnX5cP9MQyw6rPrbXwCeDkOwweaWkEWRSqBdkbXcRAS-hOEvQM02794qaNbcXYSty0C_-Rvz2hbXrz4K7Y8oEl-DqMeiSSe193yM0xSzbG7PnAYNyM/s400/DSCN1030.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233066879749589426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVd1DFl8ztTfTPiXKq-WSL8HTJ28YlRcfWvD24x9TKVDuxdJNTEAbkq6J7LpEGWTy5dHRqkCj9j5xuq6jqFfkG9eSMWoMmO0aMz1d3pc-T_ctzsJxBgvBp3wjCAVZ3jSEWVKXjedJKqnw/s400/DSCN1035.JPG" border="0" />This is just the beginning of the blizzard. We had to set the backdrop down and, as you will see in the next pictures, everyone huddled under the covered patio. Thankfully this only lasted about 1 hour.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233068016903712354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJkk4cI9UX1fNY9SRsuM5EcLbDu5xs5_pr3VQadFj-k5T1AP8rglQOEtThOzLhh3P2Sc1Fqxoo18CgYWahA0Au3Bdy-AZgVXpf8jbcZnIEX_NztKJ6syNGyTpeyKYRScOQh6hErSWtznM/s400/DSCN1033.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233068025079190610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBjXEgGtfULSHBVArZWnD3uqTDpsxn-lJJ6PfRLMbuj3Xl8JduSdJ7D86MSOxFcGsBAr1L-9oBtSVwtdwTCKpmLkbG7j3gLjmaiAdRN7hhbQUzrRwNtS151bQ2VDuszfww3XEEZOR4u_c/s400/DSCN1034.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233068031646048994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe0Xymp-qE8RaYSsUcYvtV0liZtgj7iKUhDBwhLVs6prRXv3RTMufqJY1UrEmo-HdfKu2_NO33dHn9x7uAq4A7yNphrNZdQx03lii2fYeN73qP-AV1R2hPVmJJVT0xda07kfPrmfGYxDI/s400/DSCN1038.JPG" border="0" />Yes you are seeing correctly! I didn't even know <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Jax</span> was standing in for the throwing of the garter and yes, of course, he caught it! It was pretty funny! We got quite a chuckle out of this!</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233068096798089730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZtFRrKSRTPMjQQ46SqR2pnJPnvbqNVYCtXr6eN0YnZVpxgXHKS5uiRkKEu8_CLBNh1otIVl695FrDgxPuVunEcnYRIa7Bc4W1BOnh9Cxy_jPxAJZLXSy4hLchDUNVpG5HTStmGtKOKE/s400/DSCN1042.JPG" border="0" /><br />Trent dancing with my mom. They invited <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Kenzi</span> half way through the dance! It was cute!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233069395841493826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghsohFTzYQIitTK-dHdnyREtn7vIp73zijOn9KObSYf3gW2oOv00oSZhZL994EyEaHf4G30R7SN9q3ScMn6BX1baQVLALjrpJabbOMD7c_mf1IiVijsxtiTVfKDlbsmd1eBlwkdvswVcA/s400/DSCN1043.JPG" border="0" /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Jax</span> had a good time dancing with Natalie during the money dance!<br /><br /><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233068088224672226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM0_3H2Mi6Das_-Vejnk7bM2kGzFhq7w9k9Mk_Oh28P681rmqmtSP4P7ySJqdFcPX-mgn1HS4MjPtKQflity16jz9sHk35M3tgaEn_GbaWGtIBtKQ3Wj_fdrCido3uuFNd6Y-cAFGG6VA/s400/DSCN1039.JPG" border="0" />This is a picture of the beautiful evening and the bride and groom dancing together! In the background you will see my little nephew, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Kyler</span>. He was less than impressed with all this mushy stuff!!!! As I said the evening turned out to be beautiful and Natalie parents yard and it's views were both breathtaking. To top it off they even were blessed with a beautiful rainbow on their wedding day!!!!</p><br /><br /><p>Okay before I end this VERY LONG post I will post a few pictures of our home. Which, by the way, we are LOVING! It is so nice and peaceful to finally be where we know we belong! We plan on raising our children here and growing old together here! We are still not all unpacked. You will see boxes in some of the pictures and we still need to get some electrical done, but it's still peaceful. I am so blessed I feel as if I'm living in a dream. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233070588593564738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJ-ZAdi79RC7xuPlwA2dM28gKEe80DzGI7gBAJ47Xkq4H-CYsrcpsIaFDQwi3lGBOoYZ1VbRGbRLjvJ0WM6hb37y9aa3fwUvrrH_O5ClPCThvFJChaJ_Md6I5Yg2Ag78lrxP-sfQbqv0/s400/DSCN1002.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">The front entry<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233070592445974306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSg45V1APYUgB0_bvphaNnxmkW7ix4fHlIN7LtXa-77arT0Nu08d864fN0_Sq8gS9yMexSU_rlWUsJeuLkXs5O46wJTtjNiOl8eriKY5UJN0BKJ218JqY3wVdS1QVoDvq29FDNboMSrAo/s400/DSCN1003.JPG" border="0" />This is our great room<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233070594852108162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bn2Oi5fv6rZxA0P8MfyJsQGfaziBkK7dDip_uI3tl7_0QAIoXWd0fkeBRbsFsvz5HyN5gLx6szzsnyCbK8dBxdp5dQGTmkeHBwzEFE80o8wceIB9DuCwiJteeLKqtWLZOqyp29hjaRw/s400/DSCN1004.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">This is a picture of our rock arch being taken from the kitchen looking into the great room.<br /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233070597760375762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8VFvUctEFD96fczZJPWGba1X6XhpCY26ro_uFrIzW1tayD6cFJfr0keqNRnI7xfXhRHm6jEb6Ez5PXQKdCNXGexDVlYvEI6PtP_R_83ZAkeKiicHwuq2WnrLYBs5UDrIa43YrOWN0f3A/s400/DSCN1005.JPG" border="0" /> Our railing in our house turned out beautifully, in my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">opinion</span>, but Karl worked hours and hours on them. They were a nightmare, but now they are a dream! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">LOL</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233070598138074482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZdCwVgqxSaZIZAPexLOx2_Tyy2xK-6WGurCsz2s86p6tVavY9hdes_yUM_MG1lOwjt7jEAC9PnDc3wZWU65fkh3VpVnCbklLeXPuEbU3MabXkOiycoRVxzxYNr3W8Chetu8kkLk_Z2io/s400/DSCN1008.JPG" border="0" /></p><p></p><p align="center">This is our master bathtub and below is the master shower.<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233072219872036866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzH0pKDk0SY_I_KwNMNI1r3sOrqZlyYKe-ydyUmsXx8nVzlV9A73WviOGajt4sBhrFmIy0RxaVVZrV4B5yT3s075WV5OZHyU0b60M0po8cLSXLAFq0pyksK_Duay6IT1aAH5EEIuL55DA/s400/DSCN1011.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233072227343020626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdXud-yo7UrkpLiSQHSqnDXQg8GuHsuLt-NG3HEFO-IKlISxVwIi-PeabH3RdcfGXiGqPtHBOTPKIS6I0ob1wEdrNzvY8ftG7tIeMSFQkV3qoqHipnlQKItYoPOShcrlxQh2mTmM6vtU/s400/DSCN1013.JPG" border="0" />I took this picture so you could maybe see the glazing that is on certain walls in our home. It is very, very beautiful and I get A LOT of compliments on it. (Thanks Bryan!) I love it! This picture doesn't do it justice, but it's pretty. It sort of gives my home the Tuscan style feel. That and the color of my trim, the railings, and the rock bring the most compliments. Nearly everyone who comes to see it falls in love with these features. I love them too! They are just warm and peaceful and inviting, welcoming! And if there is anything I want to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">portray</span> in my house it is that everyone is ALWAYS welcome!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-80530828014785704752008-07-19T08:04:00.002-06:002008-07-19T08:14:28.722-06:00Short Update!Hey, for anyone out there who is still reading my blog! I did not forget about it! In fact if you will notice on my side bar I added a new blog. Natalie, my soon to be sister-in-law, and Trent have started a blog. I was very excited about this so go and check it out! <br />As for my inactivity, well all I can say is HOUSE, HOUSE, HOUSE! We are getting very close to moving in, and it is a very good thing. We are very tired. We usually go up to the house ASAP in the mornings and come down for dinner and to get the kids ready for bed and then go back up to the house until at the earliest 11 p.m. We did however, get to go with Karl to Colorado this past week and that was soooo enjoyable. Yes, our trailer is still very broken but as long as we go somewhere that has full hook-ups it is still useable. <br />I have many, many pictures to post of our short, but refreshing trip, and of our beuatiful home (sorry Jeff!), but I can't post them today. I have a bridal shower and then it is back to the house! <br />We are so excited about our home and feel very humbled and blessed by having such a beautiful place. It is turning out just like we had planned. We have had much help from my dad, Mike, and Ryan Nelson, we couldn't have done it sooo quickly without them. Thank you and Thank you!!!!!<br />Heavenly Father has helped us so much and it is my prayer that we can do the things He would have us do, anything He would have us do! <br />Our door is always open to all of you! <br />We love you all so much and miss you terribly. Come anytime!<br />Love you all,<br />AmyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-77436329982390503512008-06-24T12:25:00.001-06:002008-06-24T12:25:52.820-06:00Fun stuff!<div><b>Look where I have been! Fun for us Travel loving people!</b><br><img src="http://chart.apis.google.com/chart?cht=t&chs=440x220&chco=ffffff,3399ff,3399ff&chf=bg,s,eaf7fe&chtm=usa&chld=AZCACOIDMDNVORSDUTVAWAWY&chd=s:000000000000" alt="Make yours @ BigHugeLabs.com"><br><a href="http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/map.php" style="font-size: 75%">Make yours @ BigHugeLabs.com</a></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-65312948083021529392008-06-09T08:56:00.008-06:002008-06-09T22:34:51.424-06:00Thirteen years and going strong!Before you start reading this post be sure to click play on the playlist to your right. I couldn't figure out how to get it to autoplay. I had to post this song with this entry because WE LOVE IT! It describes Karl and I perfectly!<br /><br /><br />As I look back over the years of my life I am always left to wonder at all the amazing things my Father in Heaven has blessed me with.<br />-It starts with totally supportive parents who overcame a lot of things to make it to the temple to be sealed together.<br />-I have enjoyed Freedom and Prosperity my whole life.<br />-I live in a time when we think nothing of the miracle and convenience of electricity, running water, electric heat, air conditioning, telephones, cellphones, and flushing toilets that live right inside our homes!<br />-I have been blessed with the gospel around me from the time I was just young.<br />-I have been blessed with health.<br />-I have been relatively protected from the burdens of sickness, death, and loss that so many people seem to be constantly surrounded with.<br />-I have four beautiful, healthy, children that I have had the fortunate opportunity of spending lots of time with, making many happy memories!<br />-I have been extremely blessed to see many truly inspiring, things in this country that I love, things that have changed my heart and my outlook on life.<br />-I have been blessed to meet many, many giants that have touched my life and have opened my eyes to the true meaning and purpose of life.<br />-I have been privileged to have some of these giants stay in my life. They are my "kindred spirits".<br />-I have on several very special occasions felt Heavenly Fathers spirit witness to me that He is, and that He loves me very much.<br />-I have been blessed with time. Time to spend with my kids, time to spend with my family and friends, time to spend reading, learning, and growing, time to spend thinking and feeling.<br /><br />I could continue on, and on, and on. The point is, I never cease to be amazed and humbled at the things that I have been so lovingly given by my Father in Heaven. I am always grateful. However, of all these things, the blessing that amazes me the most, the thing that, try as I may, I can never comprehend, is.....<br /><br /><br />The gift of a most amazing, devoted, intelligent, attractive, strong, and righteous man-<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My Husband!<br /><br /><br /><br />Karl,<br /><br />It has been 13 years ago today that I married you in the Manti temple for time and all eternity. I remember my feelings that day, feelings of excitement, hope, and dreams for our future together. I remember feeling like the luckiest girl on earth.<br />After 13 years of marriage I now know that <strong>I am</strong> the luckiest girl on earth!<br />When I married you it seemed that 13 years of marriage would just never come. It just didn't seem like that much time would ever elapse. I say that with a little chuckle. I now realize that time doesn't just click by, it is very sneaky and when we're not watching it flies very quickly forward. I'm grateful for time however quickly it goes! It now seems as if I can't remember a time that I have ever not loved you and I look forward to much more time to love you!<br />There is a Scripture that describes what you are to me: <strong>"...Ye shall be a peculiar treasure unto me above all people." </strong><br />How I could love you this much, I don't know!<br />But, I do!<br /><br />Happy 13th Anniversay<br />With an Eternal Love,<br />Amy<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=432345564258152783&site=widget-4f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564258152783&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p1/432345564258152783/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564258152783&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p2/432345564258152783/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564258152783&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p4/432345564258152783/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-48034948435174511962008-06-01T21:57:00.008-06:002008-06-01T22:55:55.339-06:00Greenhalgh Reunion on the West DesertWell if any of you have been wondering where in the world I have been, we left last Wednesday for our annual "Chick" family reunion. It was out on the West Desert this year and with the exception of the bugs we had a great time. <div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><div></div><div>Here are some snap shots of people in our family:</div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207130000198301010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJy3bT0MMndyZUIyWT9mLorelPS_xqY8jVhJCDdaotXcamnS8ViTELAT593r8Tm6tiubjtuvPsvVz44ZSnKxYkqrBFbjLpnPGmGugeJPR0yB0NHbozKAuwggZTEfbEbyy1p1cw6hFZGc/s400/DSCN0764.JPG" border="0" />This is my Aunt Pat and Uncle Dave, they moved to Cleavleland around five years ago from the Salt Lake area. They are visiting with my Grandma Wanda's brother Jean and his wife. This was my first time meeting them and it was fun to hug someone who grew up with my grandma.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207130004493268322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh22ZHWzTrNzSONjwXdyRpRweZ6XF9ogOLJLYm1v9IqLgvuaICHUX8KCuJSIwHuy8HvQM42BO9QhiiT9SMQByv6vqEHfiApDmQ7r_YIHnVb5sOT-31c_j0bW9gTfEuNc3ClKPqVP4lMtN0/s400/DSCN0796.JPG" border="0" />This is Aunt Jeneil with my sweet niece Charity.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207130004493268338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhppYedhO48C4AQHl7EFv91bJ28Si-NyIwY0eDfM7EbetULktMwTL_Dquy9AD_jF4hRyv1luZhIYpbqf7b1917fDU9FPG4jUweXFayvAdrhErt2JwGt_brr0kJGJ0ccppnqQ01mCL5dvK4/s400/DSCN0795.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">My beautiful mom! Happy Birthday Mom!</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207129574996538642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_PLEl-UeFsOf_YX4f91wF0-wv5xphphSrq83FPailKtMA1E_gBVveYuwQj-BhIIHTHpYbUv7DirzYoy9KAxEDfQpjuzMd5oYD8MuyKjvN4oSghx4zn2Osgox-NZ01pXKIQLO7n_rCiBM/s400/DSCN0743.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Uncle Chase with Luke!</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207129574996538658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtE1B3NuzNnymJ5tG1UKmZvVWV_NmFlV-GOK05fFx7csMnWFvyduPFI2U8a4YbMnzwzkk6RPOxRZM2XsdzcNVxvWTZcxEezaUZFVgremh4EsYwk865k3SJzQBbcKeYLTPY5fEhzI1LGyk/s400/DSCN0745.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center">This is my Uncle Pete, graciously showing us his "Duh" look, one more time for the camera!</p><p align="center">LOL Thanks Uncle Pete!</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207129579291505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihufpQ9xti7jn-mkqZ420I6p5eF3QO_9jo4qkYRzmd7YzzmCMLDWkd7nlno38iWFvGWR7CKu9GoXziyWm43JaX1BxQLJPP9EGThZxm00fY6Dzax9m7mrvJTC31-loBhC4sueBj-_Rckos/s400/DSCN0756.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Here is Grandma Kathryn with Charity!</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207129570701571330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2GfFkb2PX-hTkHeglgBpkHIsUNEHRg1f8ifM0K9jQre5lcYLxWDh1chKnbqZcA2gVuFOFNpa_KwLP9HAMrRt0tlDrjl3C4b3xn69hYF2zsBK_wYfk9aBgmtkVIPRTaBiba9Rngo2QRBI/s400/DSCN0742.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Kenzi with her little sidekick, Charity!</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207129579291505986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2JJFwsz9k1Oat1ctZfjnx4w7RD410I7bOtnSSuKiLJ18bsL9tvWlEJbCUdy4TDZYeqWCMMipLF1ED9av8xw-wPyEQwPlxwZ0IXtopq2pGnYa5Aps_iIAninyTbHTINfE-uSXVe_yJ4cw/s400/DSCN0763.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Here is Grandpa "Chick" with my dad in the background.</p><p>Here are a few of the fun times we had:</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132946545866114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoIl6FSoF3V-nKI008LZv827kqr79v-w3nORswCoOT3znLSBhFXn9ETwCjOotaxVxtK_CeaJqYmJZDw0megmZjVga-BQbJZQXX-JuMxNPl84gUOvoxrvq27zQQQiVeQv8Qlj_uO38FPA/s400/DSCN0751.JPG" border="0" /> Four Wheeler riding,<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134956590560754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXS3eeXEqgqvXqfh2HKGsakXQWGu9JP0poiCjuQOZk_DRWHLAzbB9N7UHfTrL7BuSMMr98wDxbtPibHA6h8e4Nb-M_1wmSG8pMccXmmXCdR7KGOWK4Ogu6UMHWtziSWJVMkyrOQw7EgM/s400/DSCN0793.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132950840833426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3JAesUpHy2rb6-F0Q-RNnVsExhCaWBrXFYNGnS_VzmQ9BplILHNxcN_Z9z5MZO9mQ9K2iUtmrWsysm8lBTcrwYaI-daJCUj4NSWnlG2cCjw6EPh_WISY16Kae5BYgDLr8HM8MgvTVGDI/s400/DSCN0755.JPG" border="0" />Bean Bag tossing! (Grandpa Chick and Uncle Jim, Chase and Trent above)<br /><br /><br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207137065419503266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7OKuyvj1-fzBy62ODCpB7BR9CzgAgPhpeQdGPkdwPfXXZs9x5I6crKzKsKMCQREZMOt0qgmDyfGgKjmGbWR2nBVakRomJNRK04i3p7O_aY6bhMCgjFzr6U0vjX2xDyzy4vcF4QEHC5dw/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" />This is our family performing our skit! It was about the "blockheadism" that runs in our family! LOL! You had to be there! LOL!<br /><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132950840833442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUF2268fCUkXKxUTwqufrtG4kUeqtsbJl6cXBFScojsHcFDGeFpECTvMn7N0AF7V4SamzpXp9nEK-vkV7nNAuBNvUZ7LzADUCwp_vGmiXt0hN5AYAqyk_lCBBqJYFqI62Cbx-rqfotbE/s400/DSCN0766.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Climbing!</p><p align="center">Believe it or not this is an OLD grader we found almost at the very top of a mountain.</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132955135800754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh31DGoBswVXlsaBqzKsm2udFmALx-ky9Lwt-ya8QQc3eCpcaOPREQeyoVb7FiD7A6wpDq5AJbYk5lE7rEwx8CXLgeYMB6ILDFFDbguxEKRzbFf7ZujA_tFWWN3dIn5UdV6x84GvEDaSG4/s400/DSCN0769.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Mine Exploring!</p><p align="center">There are old mines all over up there. This particular cave went back quite a ways. Chase and I were not very brave and so were at the very back of the crowd. When they got to the end of the mine shaft and seen the bat, needles to say, we were the first one out!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134956590560722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzf0Lw-wgdQVP2YwBJr1ymLtgNh_RgeHVtl2ScbmC0Dnr70R4IRGjBURK9dg2RTfSGBQJjQy6npLKz6ahVdjZXFb7jhCKNEPISEXOxvjQkSOTknb6ZaY_avzAzX9QXewQG8tOK37Pxv4/s400/DSCN0770.JPG" border="0" /> No reunion is complete with out sitting up late around the campfire!<br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207132955135800770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN5e1-pd2eun2ZnGxYPnS6_yONa0ifX072mY-zbT1CTdPTvk3SkT3PghEA9FqUwaM94WrEnbfEGhQ0UMOpfk4a_TO_I_RMZE68O41ozcUOB_zACLLNTZo5NpK_Zr828QYymuEC1FckK7M/s400/DSCN0781.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Star Gazing was fun! The sky was so clear! We were wishing we had our telescope.</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134956590560738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaz7QlJmtCSLrRmbhkWrygyhHCwzcMjwfITe-MJydc8qcUYJSG0SWcHBu8AEinpo-pzE9ZFuWgjvHUje-TL2dmohAKwHmUFbCcqPAN0MOxXuPRQSLDX8k-wETunQsVCYioYZjbcAs55CY/s400/DSCN0780.JPG" border="0" /> We got a lot of good laughs out of our hairdo's and dirty clothes. But Jacelin's picture tops them all! LOL<br /><p align="center"></p>Last, but definitely not least, was the hunting that was going on:<br /><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134960885528066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrq7VZdw7i9vh878-PtNdSJkKMrFmVU0oxbovf0opIDujB_0hW5gqc0oozBudIZFTTQFqkkAz5IKklPwpEx5FCxXISCn5LTtXTcftwZ2BgEvlhPw6GCEcjSu4L6S-xTi8VZNTVA3U1ot4/s400/DSCN0790.JPG" border="0" /> Yes, even Jacelin learned that those sneaky reptiles can be fun! She found a Horny Toad and made it her pet for about two days while we were there. She made it a cage and then tied a rope to her cage so that she could pull her "pet" with her every where she went. There were tears when it was time to go home and she had to let it go. Below is a picture of her pulling her horny toad along with her.<br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207134960885528082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7jckEpP5to99iVIO2NDM2x5zRTTXNIs0gysc-QuUC3KM2XYqxMy_8tWQYNpwRVNmPV0N5Pc5nLg8DuZpk3Pim977v6dteM7i1jv_bTpvOzYWFJ8siTTr86hjE86RQC0MHBbeswVN8yYQ/s400/DSCN0792.JPG" border="0" /></p><br />Now for the major league hunting expeditions:</div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;">Warning: The following pictures contain graphic images! If you are sensitive to large and/or fuzzy creeping, crawling creatures you may not want to move forward with this post!</span></div><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br />Jax spent 90% of his waking hours walking around with his face to the ground finding all kinds of critters, Horny Toad, Lizards, Beetles, and..... well I will let you discover for yourself his other findings!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207136859261072930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3LlNzrvj8I7bK3cQTyiAmKYA9wz1cJ_wVNDc4veKvUgEifRNrESpY3uPfQxyix6Sb-w9i0lp_uIAwOJmIOqMX5Ti2TCM9rn3xFCVcadnyqMz_wle_DPuP5CE4XEnRMHrJHICaKxKfrsM/s400/DSCN0737.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207136863556040242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNFIjYc9T7yKqFsUqqf5q6i7uq5pPz39GtM-Oda1csJZwl0WXnxMJCGeGzQ4d4DLS7LrCrptw-ojUpdPgytdRSqJKr7xK9s3D7MNIZt4rQGUYXMRhniG4sSmrQlaAWXIkhRl9jlExJkjo/s400/DSCN0739.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">This was Jax's first catch not more than an hour after we had arrived in camp.</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207136867851007554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEZsMHfcLbN5pVH4WY9rJFmxuKKIPN28kRcJ79rkUp0hoF7qVsIbjoge4keQPCNX3ucAUOBH8R6IKCyJXMMuas7hfTbL0M6qjHXCg8r-hdBLUicQcLH0eBVNiIZfxN_YrfdEs1adGi0Xo/s400/DSCN0741.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Jax's second catch. </div><div align="center">Uncle Don caught him several lizards also. The one he says is his favorite came from Uncle Don and I didn't even get a picture of it. I feel so bad! It was very cool it was dark with a white ring around it's neck. Very cool! I'm so sad that I didn't get a picture of it.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207137061124535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjul-XYo6GytgEXHTTI80Mbox1aAj00ZvnEj2IENvVwpxIGDBd_C5iE9XyrNa_W5w1Ds0Zx28udDBZCTYejYQq2SuyrGkwJX1KACJa6j_vUFLgJwIGU8vc19Ml09qQHlIf_ll0uaMrgSvU/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Yes, you are seeing correctly! He did manage to find one of the hugest Tarantulas I have ever seen! Okay so I haven't seen very many, but still. The next picture shows you exactly how big it is in proportion to the 1 gallon ice cream container it is in. He felt really bad about not getting to take this thing home, but I told him ABSOLUTELY NOT! I could just imagine having lots of little baby Tarantulas running around our desert hills behind our house! NOPE! SORRY!</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207136872145974882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3jOQHLDfXOX5aC3hMpv5l_BDU8X53CU-PtRdIN57bPKF2JHm5IV_5ObxD-E7XmjAb6snFcuBB_S6w65msGiH7k6lgb7uWFlpptxOta3vTsZ4i0Jn1o9z936BoosrHjWQPSX6cxwe_NA/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207137061124535938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQFCsg0rxmErDODysBnXFD9VIUkbUaZtrQkRDincAbaxbBo-J6QYjJLLBajD2iVkGw2g07NH8E-TQle_kywmjiS4SjB_7ENarJk4pY1FUaHQaSwQw96n7HNA8WooIDJeVawemPCxRyb4/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207137065419503250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGIlU4vXzXPLFLY0wzLspbOZpQbIGkBtZPIRL5gITrfvuUbIjCejQ9rgI8eHT_mPYW2v8hvIRc9Tn9eXhA0NN9G7WtkkBHGIlKKxJzOl0Yg8_GqQv4EVOccYVfxeJEbSuWtHigJK2rg-o/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" />As we were leaving to come home he come running with this ever so cool lizard. It looked like it had leopard spots except it had orange ones and the underneath of his tail was all orange. We had to take some quick pictures before he set it free!<br /><br /></div><div align="center">Our house is coming along good. The drywallers should be done close to the end of this week and our stucco should be getting started. Our tile guy is coming in to start laying hardy backer tomorrow and our paint is scheduled for the 15th of June! Wow!<br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207136867851007570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz51lEURnNjbDHuLTXenB7xz3c6bbxVmbvemn3IvKEtPeKbPQbEeBLnwuSfYeJIxIGh2VCDygavasfCyTuux4lC0SvTc3QImiYPDiGN54gSzpplLyfg9_ibXk09WW1SSpdkxMgkOM86cw/s400/DSCN0736.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>Hope everyone is having a great spring now that the weather is starting to warm up a bit!</p><p>Love you all,</p><p>Amy<br /></p><p></p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-24956899026568263282008-05-22T16:49:00.006-06:002008-05-23T17:46:10.078-06:00Need help remembering what the really important things are?The other day when it was so nice outside I called my dear cousin and asked her if she would come and help me tansplant some of my plants. I don't have a very green thumb and I'm am trying to learn. Any how, she graciously came and we had a great time. Pretty soon my Jacee, my little girl who loves any form of art, found us and had to join in the planting fun. She has recently discovered the joy of planting and now I have 5 or 6 paper cups full of soil sitting around my house because she insists that her plants have to come in each night! Some of them are starting to bloom and she is so excited. I'm glad to know she has an intrest in learning this skill. It has to be a legacy passed on to her from two of her great-grandmothers. It is fun for me to see her so excited about something so beautifully simple. <div><br /><div>Speaking of simple. During our planting time we had the hose running very slowly. We weren't using it all the time so when we weren't using it, it was just laying on the lawn running. It was at one of these times that Luke discovered it. He was so intrigued. It was so heart warming to watch him discover this new and interesting thing. I took some pictures and you can just see the wonder in his eyes. He had us all captivated. We watched him, and videoed him, and took pictures of him for 45 minutes. Later that night I thought of this experience and realized that this quote by M. Russell Ballard is so true:</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">The purposes of the Lord </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">in our personal lives</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">generally are fullfilled</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">through the small and simple things,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">and not the momentous and spectacular.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#000000;">I got on my knees and humbly thanked my Heavenly Father for this special moment in my life. For the sweet reminder that life is to be "enjoyed, not just endured" and thanked Him for an even bigger reminder that generally the small and simple things are the momentous and spectacular!</span></div><br /><div align="left">I found this fun sight that allows you to make scrap blogs. Take a moment and visit this scrapblog of Luke's discovery of the water: <a href="http://www.scrapblog.com/496a266041/0BE0D60F-7047"><span style="color:#cc0000;">http://www.scrapblog.com/496a266041/0BE0D60F-7047</span></a></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Here are some pictures of Jacee and her friend planting with my cousin, who my kids call "Aunt Jill"</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344630771971202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZc1N8gcbWm8cIMO1W8j20b70OEVQCWJV6EySk8VUCXJqzGP3to6AQDlyKd9XpIez9enhzWf1i4mNX_Fk2fPZxvgO2yZlMP_BqV5cdj7OuwmtmeKKFXlwzYlTsaWRbEQaOpnt6KVXsrII/s400/DSCN0703.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="left"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344630771971218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-kO4YitOXYT1Qh4pL1322TJ69ftnxIXdn2djVW6gq3QqgilzYCA80gkR-ovzr5i53-lkTvFmJN8oUh_qXRaSAa5ZA4h9oydA3gwcwDrOLAuDzYCVc1QYSF98FwOAuB1_WQ-YDLZZZ8Wc/s400/DSCN0705.JPG" border="0" />Here is a video we took of Luke playing in the water. It is so fun. I don't know how to take the sound off so you will have to ignore those of us enjoying him in the background.<br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz3BMyaR15NWU1AD3RyPVQxOVVwbCPbg_DDwAnmGzQS2OYmHOuin4rfCiP8YJRYI4L_tcsNDr-eqVgugda1Pw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div></div><div>Before I close this post, I have to add pictures of one more HUGE event in our life........</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>LUKE'S FIRST HAIR CUT!!!!</div><div>I know, I know, laugh if you want, but it was a very, very sad day for me. I couldn't bear the thoughts of cutting off his cute, but willy curls! Thanks to my good friend Kristine for being so understanding! LOL</div><div></div><div></div><div>Here are the before pictures:</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344635066938530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrSc9Km3Jo8KIO0RqwPUIQGk9RKTi0vUke73OgN3vEWDPQRWO_8AzqFNFrHeeZPr0qMOT40zoI9wky8ocDnXd2vJrZjjYlQr_cX1bDR_-V_i-yBQaZC-zwMBxF2CAjl5JFJJsOCkkdz0/s400/DSCN0725.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344639361905842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7N9qXCM92pH1SXcWiugi0s8NMFEaPS_7x_5Qwb0xn9LYq6RG6l7g6TjKLfjBCfpCVVSut4bXdeKjcYcwnGRLyrTpa6zcHoDs_pQjOizhFSOnIM46HrfEcCyfokuZVbpEyuCcF_bCfBy8/s400/DSCN0728.JPG" border="0" /></p><p></p><p>And here are the during pictures:</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344639361905858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1nV0iic-k4m9TYMNtM0s9JrNtMujoTScXdeDVji4L96bvZyXnXGOy191cxR_GiD6DpLU-SgP17_Fihxhyhdt9JysO5GVehrNJi0CdjONRhQg5LnG2Ex6k1Ehb7YONoyK-HYgxMbdLS8g/s400/DSCN0731.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>Being pretty good, looks like it's going smoothly you say.........</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Well: (looks can be decieving, you know!)</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344836930401490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu4MaBOVSOkw2QzS8OmTjZm20lE34Jz0L3RGIAjz7H5kdX2nE9xhum2BTqEV14HJDKLhQJZTXHMo0luPVp7s2E80jLPzF-UwTTeip08qtL9EvEYL5YilMzdOFvXNoW_KKGmLtwUtgnmTA/s400/DSCN0732.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>Yes, he is laying down and throwing a fit, and yes Kristine is cutting his hair side ways! LOL</p><p>And Kenzi comes in for the save! </p><p>Luke was as mad about getting his curls cut off, as I was sad!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344841225368802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWo19B-4BsMvtq0deFRNJ_-NPjoOtnsWujlrh7gbqjyC7s-hC-ExA7_w_4l3JP_QRQZ33wq-bWoUogM63vp9sM59sFB7A7s58J1e2joGtb1kwDBUcYHtDT5yYNGUvlys8phWJKC92aoM/s400/DSCN0733.JPG" border="0" /></p><p></p><p>Now what you have all been waiting for:</p><p>The after picture.......</p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203344841225368818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGqAWJJN35u-fyAwxYtLfdU55bFER9G1MjTwTFCNUeIMiZZ0WTETtB8CCjwe8FJ9zwSGH-QZCU5ruwEk_za-BeurAIIlY2H6TD1UBjj4bfvrTo2lOVYhmVktsqHZQWnwFKSBJqFGULy4/s400/DSCN0734.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>He still has the curls, and yes he still has those gorgeous baby blues! </p><p>Thanks for keeping in touch with our family. I love to hear your comments. Keep them coming!</p><p>Love you all,</p><p>Amy</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-69986806070969702302008-05-14T08:29:00.006-06:002008-05-14T10:17:39.948-06:00What have we been up to?......<div align="left">Okay, okay, it has been a while since I posted anything on my blog. Well that is mostly because we have been busy, busy with our house and figuring out who to vote for at our Republican State Convention where Karl and I had the awesome opportunity to go and represent our county as State Delegates. It was an awesome experience and I'm so thankful to my Heavenly Father for the rich opportunities he has given us to learn more about our government. He truly does love and care for this Nation. Karl and I have felt a huge responsibility to do our part. We are so passionate about Freedom and have committed to do our part to insure that we keep it. It has not all been fun. It has required A LOT of reading and learning and A LOT of prayer to sort out what we learn. But we have gained a passion and love for our country and a desire to learn and do more to insure that it regains and retains it's greatness. Did you ever think that I would become a politician (well okay I don't feel like a politician, I just feel like Freedom!)? Did I? The Lord does work in mysterious ways! LOL</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200263625482909602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3t6Du4SBA1dDFshc5yvc0eE4lh5QuTVVZfNBs97hoktR7qQtvHf2qmn443VaNyBpbvu_O3KoVkz9cu7Dr2agPs0DQhm1XtY4ezHjbX9A2URqa8I06mIs0Gh5LnrDIiTZrQ5oqu6pXdeg/s400/DSCN0694.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200263625482909618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4dAf1idm0ha77A932cnTfhupot-APYM_baOrKi78T6Q1_F3YeIfVDcwYsTFgwlToeBFcOygD02_P3YME1MRJxYQimwsBAHzAd9xRoSUP0Y-3ygmHlpTaHYEhgbLs1SQip-qzcmhPZtw/s400/DSCN0696.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Just sharing a couple of pictures of the state convention.<br /></p><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I received this email message from a good friend of mine (thanks Jeff) and I had to post it here. It sends chills up my spine and really touched base with me. I hope you get chills too!<br />Here is the message:</div><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Dear God:</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Why didn't you save the school children at ?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Northern Illinois University</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Virginia Tech</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Amish Country, PA</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Columbine High School</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Moses Lake, Washington 2/2/96</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Bethel , Alaska 2/19/97!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Pearl , Mississippi 10/1/97</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">West Paducah , Kentucky 12/1/97</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Stam P, Arkansas 12/15/97</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Jonesboro , Arkansas 3/24/98</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Edinboro , Pennsylvania 4/24/98</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Fayetteville , Tennessee 5/19/98</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Springfield , Oregon 5/21/98</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Richmond , Virginia 6/15/98</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Littleton , Colorado 4/20/99</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Taber , Alberta, Canada 5/28/99</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Conyers , Georgia 5/20/99</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Deming , New Mexico 11/19/99</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Fort Gibson , Oklahoma 12/6/99</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Santee , California 3/ 5/01 and</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">El Cajon , California 3/22/01?</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Sincerely,</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Concerned Student</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Reply:</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Dear Concerned Student:</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I am not allowed in schools.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Sincerely,</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">God</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">How did this get started?...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Let's see, I think it started when Madeline Murray O'Hare complained she didn't want any prayer in our schools. And we said, OK...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible that says: 'Thou shalt not kill, Thou shalt not steal, And love your neighbors as yourself.' And we said, OK...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehaved because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem. And we said, "An expert should know what he's talking about." So we won't spank them anymore...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children when they misbehave. And the school administrators said "No faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued. And we accepted their Reasoning...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">And the entertainment industry said, "Let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence and illicit sex, and let's record music that encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes. And we said, it's just entertainment and it has no adverse effect and nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, classmates or even themselves. Undoubtedly, if we thought about it long and hard enough we could figure it out. I'm sure it has a great deal to do with...</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW,'</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">---------------------------------------------------</span><br /><br /><br /><br />There are soft and subtle things going on all around us that threaten our precious liberty. I love this quote by Benjamin Franklin: <span style="color:#3333ff;">"Beware of little expenses. A small leak will sink a great ship."</span> Can we afford to keep giving in to these seemingly "small" encroachments on our freedoms?<br /><br /><br />We must remember something that Martin Luther King, Jr. taught:<br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">"Injustice everywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><br />Here are some good things that I strive to remember. They are quotes from a man whom I very much admire:<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">The only tyrant I accept in this world is the still voice within.</span> -Ghandi<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Let us fear God and we shall cease to fear man.</span> -Ghandi<br /><br /><br />We live in the greatest nation on earth. I know you all feel the same. I'm so thankful for all of you in my life. I'm thankful that I live in a country that allows me to have these relationships with you. I'm thankful that I live in a nation where I'm allowed to share part of my testimony and beliefs with you. I'm so grateful to belong to the true gospel. A gospel that gives us hope, that teaches us that even with all the scary things that are going on in our nation, our Constitution, that Divinely Inspired document of Freedom, WILL be preserved! I'm thankful for that hope and I am honored to do my part to help fulfill that prophecy!<br /><p>Okay thanks for letting me share some of my passion with you. Now for the fun stuff:</p><p align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">PICTURES!</span> </p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200263616892974978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU4w47eipzep53JSRNSrQSHSYrYXGNAa-dmWiXO4h7rVfhpWx7XbsI7CZBd4W9AS1_qbqeMTqV6I6WQDmtoeHdY2lTW9yaBQTMi0C5amQkL94RCsbxYeNtkhrcoFmDGk0_RBnVbfflZBs/s400/DSCN0682.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200263621187942290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi21N7CNKtqL-uwre28leDAfjTlLKy0jXXZ4VxU5ztFHwveOFspik0pSUpSJd83oQSNzedjGOoxEokrMAcAqDj72TlSX0OUwX-ZZheyE-B6H78Pxw4BncsbhP4Ls8DPypw3GfYSFIE27ww/s400/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Karl and I have been blessed with some of the greatest grandparents on this earth! We have been experiencing some difficulty with all of them this year. Grandpa Chick just go out of the hospital with internal bleeding and heart issues. Grandma and Grandpa Noyes have been very sick, down in bed with the flu. Grandma Lila is doing good, but slowing down. I never thought I would see that! It is hard to watch them age. We are so aware though, of the heritage we have inherited! We are so thankful to belong to families of such high character!</p>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-13283884308371481732008-05-04T18:07:00.006-06:002008-05-04T19:21:39.976-06:00Derby's, Daughters, and FriendsOn May 30th, Jax was able to participate in his first ever Pine Wood Derby. He and Karl worked together to build what was the first Pine Wood Derby for both of them. They had a great time and even Grandpa Boyd got into the spirit by helping to sand the axle's. Finally the time came to race and Jax was so excited. His anticipation continued to grow as he waited for his turn to race. Finally his name was announced and it was his turn. You can imagine his disappointment when he lost the very first race! LOL He handled it very well with an "Oh Shoot" and a big smile. He continued to race and didn't loose once after that! When they announced the winners for the Bear group he was told that he needed to stay after for the overall race! That was pretty exciting news. He was going to be racing against the two best derby's in the Wolf and Webelo's group. When all was said and done he was very excited to have taken 2nd in the overall race division! Every one complimented him and his dad. Someone even joked around about what an engineer his dad must be! The mom of the boy who won first place said: "Well we've been doing this for fifteen years so you have that long to work on first place!" It was fun and Jax had a great time.<br /><div><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196690606308351586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1cbHKMY5E6d9Ne7rJJpZh1Lk6EtyhXLXpsglfkjI3zKxpIXB4eKBZfq9d6jMaSRsuSr9RxNwZtIxuv74UhKV_BTf23QN6LyL-_qkzrTD2MYXOJnZAKi9uIpggvQsBdMx1DbKtrWOC3RA/s400/DSCN0635.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196690610603318898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8rHFgV0m_chFS2jF3YLw8CEvfIHmGYcx77XlIpmUL5hWzdWAKSk12TMhKcMxjc9u5NxJwLGs2Ot-mBCTiwKUuUS26IysbzJFHKpeQlIOsPaGFoT5fzbqJebubDhDU1DvwTrOCxCFzJU/s400/DSCN0642.JPG" border="0" /> Kenzi recently entered a contest called "7 Reasons Why I Love My Mom" To enter it you had to write a list of 7 reasons why you love your mom (of course) and send in a picture of yourself with your mom. These pictures turned out so cute (Thanks Aunt Jeneil) I wanted to post them here for everyone to see. I'm going to post her list also because it was so tender. It touched my heart. These are the moments that make it all worth it! I love being a mom and I love being Kenzi's mom. I often marvel at the amazing girl she is and wonder what I did to deserve her. She is such an incredible girl. So thoughtful of others, so helpful to me. Out of this world smart, and so responsible. She has such a cute personality and is developing into a sweet young lady. I thank Heavenly Father every day for her. And pray that I can be the mom she deserves!<br /><div></div><br /><br /><div align="center">7 Reasons Why I Love My Mom</div><br /><div align="center">By: Kenzi Kraync</div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">1. I love my mom because she cooks good dinners</div><br /><div align="left">2. I love my mom because she does not get mad when we accidentally do something wrong.</div><br /><div align="left">3. I love my mom because she loves us better when we get hurt.</div><br /><div align="left">4. I love my mom because she is afraid of moths and that makes me laugh</div><br /><div align="left">5. I love my mom because she teaches us a lot.</div><br /><div align="left">6. I love my mom because she always wants hugs.</div><br /><div align="left">7. I love my mom because she laughs with us.<br /></div><br /><div align="left"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196690623488220834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv1sCcN7KznCuDLBhQ8XemWSMFR2Y2R6yO0gvbG-3wvsTI6v_LRE64s4GwgCu_Yt6Z8UXmHfbGedfuV_UOnct4_KHp5OkYxUQXyJxuJDeQDZaJ36HLSI263vYxNTPNl_BFKHM1TaleVqE/s400/DSCN0616.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196690619193253506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKhsxsb1GSYtsCHl1o3OGY7hCtezo4l4XE5E358iHXDYcB5VZW2jUuz9c_R6lRNtwvzi85_HPhCmWqDwEza_BjqBOWUc2cUPs2ejo-EsNQMlAt8jWXJfPlj71TPNvHnygXc9Njon7MoOg/s400/DSCN0614-1.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196690619193253522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXiSDLqMQLOuZ-Vg0L-nCouYma27QQv5tzfGcIYyCQepBkK65QXog9J_030ktaCdejXm6NXLk0JjFGaVtznt7zDxoTxkgF29EU5ZppPf3JgKTD0hviQc5SMONul42TRgsGbnI_xTpWoI/s400/DSCN0623b-1.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="left">Lately I have been thinking so much about why I have been blessed to have such amazing friends. Heavenly Father has truly given me the best friends a person could ever hope to have! I'm so thankful that he has sent these people into my life, and my families life. They have truly made us better people. You know who you are and I love you all!</div><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">You know you have true friends when........</div><br /><div align="left">*You are feeling your worst, the phone rings, and when you pick it up you hear: "Are you alright? I just felt like I needed to call you. Whats up?"</div><div align="left">*Your girlfriend lends you $40.00 bucks to run to the store because you forgot your money!</div><div align="left">*They haul their whole family two hours down to your house just to help you work all day in the home you are building and turn around and go home!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">You know you have true friends when:</div><br /><div align="left">*You don't agree on everything and it's okay because you agree on the important things.</div><div align="left">*You feel as comfortable at their home as you do your own and vice versa.</div><div align="left">*You know you are <strong>always</strong> welcome.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">You know you have true friends when:</div><br /><div align="left">*Even though you haven't seen them in months you can pick up right were you left off. It's as if you were never apart.</div><div align="left">*They make it a point to keep in touch even if miles and miles separate them.</div><div align="left">*Your whole family is able to go on a two week vacation with their whole family and you still love each other just as much when it's over!</div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Here is a quote I love: </div><br /><div align="center">Life is a garden. </div><div align="center">Good friends are the flowers and time spent together....</div><div align="center">life's happiest hours.</div><div align="center">And friendship like flowers blooms ever more fair....</div><div align="center">when carefully tended by dear friends who care.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196691289208151730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1byCcKm5mwmdo0FqLeQpKAf5PgG00qAaa6fuPkIu1mM8rX2AInDvhqzWZyyZkW-yhE4GZxxgeJfqxDDiLCFDvQPw0sDGyAzrM5sTV24xS47nj4zptk2m1NkZ4AC2T-u5Rb7qxAW554vI/s400/DSCN0601.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196692642122850066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjHdlOUdJI8Ia9hUkZ7K3QlYX9_ddnaC5cjVe3Bdw16BSxcvjWlhGalEOqWXp22RHah8fu7yIRunIj1rpydD8eXoAggEmAnQ8GWnphhg4n7sOyMYW1Higw4T8wLjlECKFcf1wy-uU8V_g/s400/DSCN1327.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196692642122850082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGH1AjC_q6G9pVufg4R_PUt-L61EBCj30BYyrM-2WVTxffE3qvdKFN08DXdbHko3CC2hZdoRW-6VqMbpjIofu-PeHs0kcAsYBjdEt78hzbGuxFyBQC06tzrDsnWF2WpPHrjmosRTed9ZY/s400/DSCN1311.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196696971449884514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvuXGNU0uLt-ui-yThlR8WaZCDqzUoCtBKFA7o745wiPLDYKVGSO8wdgRaJlMnFkuHBPNsl9L4hXhzKoTNA6qc9PbVvm2a-siEyKFxcVBtFCPvzHnIGd1kQ2gIHs9JJHOTX06NkXK2zm8/s400/DSCN0124.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196696971449884498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbirYuALhwDd3ORPLoJRg1XkDTnEeF6X-s38wZEXpdJT_lBf9M3lrX2LbwzSJXiZPv1e_yUasGYDIEihUqamRJh2S-hcYLSD5CliyUtLdpzJfQe_uxTHBbB4O26nEi9mwUVWuMEgKse4/s400/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196691289208151746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbFa6gbdyiRytyO_2c0z9fyOB-ScnS26au88DffvbuEY5cUBRbxD-lK50z4WW9ZDYRS0a4J4EOZN5br9d94CjfHZ7Hgcf0lMVu7QjXMlQyC9Si5Abukbi2l3bPjDRUhLpZO8BrUCgmVI/s400/DSCN0582.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196691293503119058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnr0IW6MoLfhm8IpQ20rDpVLx7JR3gEA7bQjCNqldcMZhg6XKQqesqHn3sueUsKGwUAY9dnV2u6C3iiWPOZ0ES6b8GqYS-gIMv-rKcpXMJnyocsW4aYuIQQ44bOY2t21-0eUZRTeVfR2g/s400/DSCN0671.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196691297798086370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucLfx_UjHDf1JOMRLUNUPgtRa2pLD1Z32vMW2RccZ4Hp9NB5Bzx6787oC4oQzx1oN4-njqwnMj6wokbJ3lA-Y3cqkWjt7AzPxwvFc7IiGpJrdTGMW-PWKfdAZxkvIfyfxVh6gYckfppk/s400/DSCN0656.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196696967154917186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVEaXdmdDNKq49BZaEsCTwZmo249SEFaEd3tjwVUesj_pqrYXB4ZAxgaOMetA17zC6RSNuTY2as7wnPJxiY1w_y9w3HZBPHIDavo4IyFRWvvIvm9AL-dTW7aS5sQOtOamQIgcni97inN0/s400/DSCN0051.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196696962859949874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfYR-npFRWzqkMw8b3n7RXMqg3D8KrGca6G8p6j1hMrtFIgZkaLawiEiQWlJEZkMsiQsn5T2n0bOdTo4cAUQScxcHAqbgGudyrzAiqUoPMkAT2akqRb7FyFtJfzpSHljIs5u7lNZs9u6A/s400/DSCN0044.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="left">Update on the home:<br /></div><br /><div align="left">We now have windows and doors (except for the front door)! Yeah! We are so excited about that. Here are a couple of pictures to keep you updated on the progress:</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196691302093053682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUhxS3zt4imMi4EYKMCaq0DToMpgE62Zvl8NILrNNOpUWwSosHNHRXwEDqfD8S-hLVeOmzahf4v0dZpwlH8r_QObo80IURsv9MpClQjG-h2Y6oYG1pmluaxXuHAzzMhL1QgHVHg8Zq_k/s400/DSCN0631.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196692637827882754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQIVWrDUVvZquETIEH_gnDmr5AMSJE6qH-697Mv81NE-bYhCH8-v-jccO9f71dfVxgCJe1Rtdi0hRmYdAlKXAK6x_u_SixD0s1q7Rp9IggI5fc9FF4rMsQLKbVL0gWG98Wol9Fz7MnXDA/s400/DSCN0630.JPG" border="0" /> </div></div></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-38032309797538586072008-04-25T13:40:00.003-06:002008-04-25T14:42:31.059-06:00Something exciting happened for Jacelin!Well we were so excited for Jacelin that we had to share the news with all of you. About two weeks ago Jacelin found out about an earth day poster contest and decided she wanted to enter a watercolor painting into the contest. She painted her poster and off we mailed it to California. In the mail today she recieved a certificate stating that she had won the contest! Yeah for her! You can see her amazing picture on Amazing kids. Here is the link: <a href="http://www.amazing-kids.org/edcontest08.html#winners">http://www.amazing-kids.org/edcontest08.html#winners</a>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-60357025041206311182008-04-20T09:02:00.004-06:002008-04-20T09:17:56.087-06:00Bees, Bees, Bees,Well here are the latest pictures of our newest adventure!.......<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh976OusdlBE8kgGwcT0pM22od51Z5nEDAFJ0Jrm4FPGYJ9vxca4KPJETyuzelp1aKCSkMUMSWRpM8FsOL1V2twqxHuqoIEiXkXWL6yZ0YNFlRo8MFnW4xiCOd38L0biPfJMZ3HtzL29Ps/s1600-h/100_1154.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343685238902994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh976OusdlBE8kgGwcT0pM22od51Z5nEDAFJ0Jrm4FPGYJ9vxca4KPJETyuzelp1aKCSkMUMSWRpM8FsOL1V2twqxHuqoIEiXkXWL6yZ0YNFlRo8MFnW4xiCOd38L0biPfJMZ3HtzL29Ps/s400/100_1154.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Jax</span> the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">BeeKeeper</span>!!!!! (so cute!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzMqMzKtbDkgIdxbmBYJX8vpYUpR8Ss5yaSMrCfeWXRUreZ_B8P1rkbF6197c3Doty_pmzpAWGxfN8ZgziQ4PT5fMbjjaVhzSw0TBnfchKHTIxYWR1eaZIgTL7Ln2PIf0720hPH8Od5M/s1600-h/100_1156.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343732483543266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzMqMzKtbDkgIdxbmBYJX8vpYUpR8Ss5yaSMrCfeWXRUreZ_B8P1rkbF6197c3Doty_pmzpAWGxfN8ZgziQ4PT5fMbjjaVhzSw0TBnfchKHTIxYWR1eaZIgTL7Ln2PIf0720hPH8Od5M/s400/100_1156.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnE1FmVRPnXISYuz4YABMT7s8bKUuMRAHVyCNq-hDUbmy_Mva9NJZiDruQlx18IPpB7TB3RW__QOOF7sicr7mb7MTuV3-kdO-xuLnBqhNjRl7ktUoBjVVK7xtnyUWPSB-COpIy3faYM8Q/s1600-h/100_1160.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343753958379762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnE1FmVRPnXISYuz4YABMT7s8bKUuMRAHVyCNq-hDUbmy_Mva9NJZiDruQlx18IPpB7TB3RW__QOOF7sicr7mb7MTuV3-kdO-xuLnBqhNjRl7ktUoBjVVK7xtnyUWPSB-COpIy3faYM8Q/s400/100_1160.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmQ5Yhz6cf9at38WrGGpByGHR_3c6nv-I9ZvLCY2XD6ixRtIwlOZSDdercQOSxfV9yVx8cGIai10IWnn_p0ryROgm-I8usrTWye4rblccM9_0_w18pb0igUhx-1Rdo8ytCmvc40oTPv9w/s1600-h/100_1162.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343762548314370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmQ5Yhz6cf9at38WrGGpByGHR_3c6nv-I9ZvLCY2XD6ixRtIwlOZSDdercQOSxfV9yVx8cGIai10IWnn_p0ryROgm-I8usrTWye4rblccM9_0_w18pb0igUhx-1Rdo8ytCmvc40oTPv9w/s400/100_1162.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1omKGBPak-knEyItsFd0VlDdGcrbSmvJ_iTFPXv3ALvA3R2gtGV5zLb1in5DpYPdTxYzSBfXjNSj8hzpu2lUt-opOFFqbDzV1RMk483_gQgNF8QnEleEgOkm1MQSRCfWPf5F4zrS6sg8/s1600-h/100_1163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343784023150866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1omKGBPak-knEyItsFd0VlDdGcrbSmvJ_iTFPXv3ALvA3R2gtGV5zLb1in5DpYPdTxYzSBfXjNSj8hzpu2lUt-opOFFqbDzV1RMk483_gQgNF8QnEleEgOkm1MQSRCfWPf5F4zrS6sg8/s400/100_1163.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344299419226418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPzMpXR_4BhVnTcvB-HuMwLshi3H9mrDPLdxADWuEl5h1ZxxwMV8h7Wl-839hZ2mqEiVqKzclzdewGdifMb-9XWWbkEssBE1q5yJKzxzfFkj-Yjddfx9kk2TevQYgEW_iX3jgY0bkSV0/s400/100_1168.JPG" border="0" />This is the cage that the queen bee comes in. You can't see her very well, but she is darker and bigger than the others. <br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jax</span> has had an <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">intrest</span> in being a beekeeper for a little more than a year now. He has read several books that he found and begged his dad to take him to class that our county offered on Beekeeping. He absolutely loved the class. He comes to talk to me often with information he learns from his bee books. He truly amazes me. Karl and I decided that for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Jax's</span> birthday we would get him the stuff he would need to start his dream of beekeeping. I was so funny to see his face when recognition dawned! He opened the present and seen the funny white hat. He looked confused but as he pulled it out and seen the yellow net he realized what it was and he just lit up! It was so fun. I will never forget the joy that registered on his face. He is hoping that he can make a go of his hobby and make some money for himself. Karl and I decided he would need some help for the first little while and so Karl also got himself a hive and starter kit. It should be a great adventure for them..... and me! I'm excited to learn about candle making and soap making. (That makes me sound like a pioneer, huh?) Oh well, I'm still excited. If any of you have a good recourse on beekeeping we would love to know it. We have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ALOT</span> to learn! Love you all and enjoy the rest of the pictures!<br /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344295124259106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vyqyH7Ol1g1nxEZExcA9WwXQHYnfZIFdKuTNIKAfgOWXdRFdzgnjw6iBfKwYHhUai9A0pMbL77vLLjKIUtCEcws0VGxTcdHXNNTRTWqWyR24YhZ32xVW8bWnoMZwlUdjAJZtRnPQfJs/s400/100_1166.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344303714193730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lZjWO472cFDCYKcWyu2JS2s_JcNUAXDAi457ZbzkbxePS3E0mwJO6S-B-nKJnYET8Vav0ah0zy1FWIyoy8y2MDheNdIgG2BrkM-Qu8OZhP2ZV1VqfZp_LCE3nRnMFAD59KZMJTmywMo/s400/100_1170.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344308009161042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEvnoPKaRM43zlc9LlI5qCT3heH1yo6D7JinRQSAqA8moAWTmPPdPHufYF4z3mAFD9GRZQS3cMlNkbffrbJn_z1D_Y7PXxv40c8FBgbeJnGENKz-TWGnrasjScAJDFXxLO8ltsWTlpM5M/s400/100_1171.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344312304128354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnfbpTsI6TKSa-Y67R1Ro85Asuo-BbrJIRfn7kIN-KCoT71ErBMiT_TnV6uxS7r_4-Il282SaDboCuqQLgrGnuyN0n4NYNyR9N4G-MlzZ3phhZcBV7PhldV5xS-WLXc8awIG7Z04L2OTY/s400/100_1174.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7170024121666737521.post-10107358098617048352008-04-15T11:30:00.006-06:002008-04-15T17:25:49.418-06:00A little bit of the joy in our lifeI know that you are all anxious to see progress on our house but I just wanted to take a second and share with you some of the things that make our life a little brighter.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538186318064994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKsS92I9-F9tuDKo3VYPhboCJ1FgSDcKD4vr4go4W2AedlrxumiA4pnhAWxCvgZFpbzZN33-Yr9M9CR09ia5NO3gJkFltGbdAwymMiBBOKdB4hpRPue62p3sEyEBvHadbGJpW6rmW5OY8/s400/DSCN0545.jpg" border="0" /><br />The kids just finished up a production of Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat with our community theatre. It was the first time we have been envolved with our community theatre, and it was GREAT! The kids loved it! They got to see what is envolved behind the scenes. They learned how much time and practice it takes to put together a show. They made new freinds, and performed very well. I've found that there are very few things in this life that actually make my children better people. After all the hours that I have spent taking my children to basketball practice and sitting on the bleachers watching gymnastic meets and wrestling tournaments, I am finally learning that lesson. There have been a few amazing oppurtunities that have made a difference in our families life. Oppurtunities that I know were worth all the effort. I know without a doubt my children will always remember the comradary they gained by working together with a group of people as a team. They will never forget the satisfaction that comes from working hard at something and seeing that something bless other peoples lives. I know they will always carry with them the lessons of forgivness and personal mission that Joseph taught them during that short period of time. I'm so thankful my kids were able to have such a good experience at such a young age. I pray that I can be more selective in our activities and make the choice to only participate in the ones that are truly going to help my children become who they are meant to be. Anything else is only keeping them from accomplishing this goal!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538177728130386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfhytjJcR1zDtL1zoPbI6t2iU72vT2OD3BjdOyHQG0yEMZIkmOEDpo0vPL1Ck6i8aGSrjLQUzO7ByWjbHagHcYhGhmGmnk7Mzp_WPSEzl4Fw8AF6PjMkeNmvxVi_ONs1SRpMcBqvVLUo/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />You've all read the story I'll Love You Forever. Do these pictures strike a cord?<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538186318065010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio0aC_roNgylgGrB32N511mq7bQmH3fr_FbRXRov05Ib85Ehf5jK_2_93hUt75FgnyhZLrBzki3vu9p68i-875EYtDpPr3hCu5_gUNGIH9RE4d-ZT0LI3m64LDWqWn6zKxNxaMmTcn1-I/s400/DSCN0479.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538190613032322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezww0-bQAxLBXwKO5FMnUOIiIsd1YERuaVUrw4iUwFVN0rQTUJePkAmjdvv_zyxcxbVTLx95zYw50QBdCXBifxCedrGqmS10ZHLMLSLW8I3rWOC1kAfYRn-6gorqAxdarCWJgioKRYRE/s400/DSCN0483.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538190613032338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqemcTOoyHDpYYnTUqEABZnZ52Gbzw1upMBGO9WRkT6jOM3h9jIdGC7RRwfRl2sPhbG1nXrnkJ0gOWrp7H0lXVs99wtvBpV2L7oodgoS9loss870SkGYzsKhNb-zucm94PHhFmMwpKJUs/s400/DSCN0482.jpg" border="0" /><br />I couldn't help but be reminded about how much I love my children when I witnessed this little incident. Luke got out of sight for two minutes and this is where I found him. I had to take a minute and snap some pictures! It's moments like these that make my memories! I had to share them with those I love!<br /><br />The weekend before conference weekend we had the special oppurtunity to travel to Garland, Utah and see my new little nephew be blessed. Chad pronounced such a special blessing upon him and I had witnessed to me, as I have had with my own children, that Tanner was sent here for an amazing purpose. Heavenly Father has a special plan for these children. I am so thankful for the power of the priesthood and men who are worthy to hold it, and use it to pronounce spectacular blessings on their children.<br /><br />It was a also a special time because it was the first time that our whole family was all together at once since Trent returned home.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538942232309170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsdRtE8p3nXkqc6yVm5tYWSP_zYyFNuLqqQtFKyop6qe9kcAK9Aphf5C-qdDENlAT0jHNCdy6NPBVJ7SVJ00m1BPZgj_XY6_tZSBVvsLs4LKEWqSuy4dSNzId0SXUND-Q91pkqUVIq85E/s400/DSCN0495b.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538942232309186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_xnuUEPZ2_xd6AiXNF9pNv_oypGHJtvOPrwH8lGRQk1vrIre9h5hQNC3p9MUUV0jOzrMLJEVRgV2wzeSiRz_xgxYph35E1uAsawjKt4wOSN3K-GhvY_x-kCfid1czeIXY6CoTb__DiU/s400/DSCN0509b.jpg" border="0" /><br />Now for the house:<br /><br />It has been super cold and I have felt very bad for our great framers! They have worked tirelessly in getting the house standing even as the wind literally knocked them down several times! Thankfully no one has been hurt and we are making progress. Karl has been busy, busy, busy, working! And we haven't seen him much. When he is not working he is up at the property and because it has been so cold we haven't been able to be up there with him. Thanks to my dad we are keeping caught up. He has made him self sick and tired, wearing himself out up there. Our house is coming together and I am so excited. I feel such a spirit of peace when I am near my home. I am so thankful to my Father in Heaven for allowing us this oppurtunity. I know He is overseeing it all. He is taking care of us and we are so blessed. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189539642311978482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ-asjoinVPRt1nL11xLa-eWfQrFp8OwxuB2q-6Nc0O13AT1R0dc08dubLStyu-Z3zwL8Y7Kwk_JP5tASMkv64B6pQAHv-falYSq4-8prgjTE9or7GwG42lC7ApNMZgW8qQGI5A2IfaS8/s400/DSCN0542.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538929347407266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk1Pk3HfMMudAqRJSeyq0oQCmi3Tn_qfyhcRKdz03gv1l34Kys3SRuNYqbeXiw98zxq9JDBTGluPGpOlez1qMF2AZIU4ip_Imok_gVEQ5N6yH3uV-sAh7qVg3YhXbhB-dDrjC8onVARhc/s400/DSCN0487.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538946527276498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanGRIOzl8eFWckDA10DUXY1G9VvkoZR37YtOYPGXKH07ZpYe_F3pfmsIv6tiq93u2qxU_5CDB6ndAjJfy9a0-wj5VaGKMZhJIIrCecjFHHAGXOwoq9gueLeRWGnNHt69iuz0AcU8HmrQ/s400/DSCN0519.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538946527276514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiamNGZrVpmaN89FX15Uo9rKxmlQ4b5JoblTGGqjr6vEAL_wEmyEUuYwYQNFGelAD9zV5XfQeO7rbIG47EkhbSlJ7FP34c4fHKY8ZgB_zyMCt4OvW_cY_CES5n0qL8NVICQHaCcSV3-GD4/s400/DSCN0538.jpg" border="0" /> Our house is completely covered now and shingles start going on tomorrow if the weather holds. I will have to post more pictures after the shingles are on.<br /><br />We love each of you and hope all is well with your families!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09141511941112216923noreply@blogger.com4