tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66637030438510657702024-03-13T11:25:25.573-07:00Country KidsCountry Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-64820931390362347892009-11-29T18:02:00.000-08:002009-12-18T15:42:50.740-08:004th of July<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SywR3JgWTJI/AAAAAAAAARo/mC5TqpekMNc/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416724090961939602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SywR3JgWTJI/AAAAAAAAARo/mC5TqpekMNc/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">We love the 4th of July!!! This year they had some new things the kids haven't done before like the bubbles. The bubbles started out white and after awhile they were brown from the dirt. We ruined Kylee's pink pair of shorts in this activity.</span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SyKPUNGZtxI/AAAAAAAAARg/kbBwwAdwUbo/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414047279329425170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SyKPUNGZtxI/AAAAAAAAARg/kbBwwAdwUbo/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">This is Kylee going way out of her comfort zone and participating in the pie eating contest. Way to go Kylee! Ty is right by her in the gray shirt--he actually just barely won!</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMuqwXw9zI/AAAAAAAAARY/gYZCnoaUQbM/s1600/DSC00793.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409718889476060978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMuqwXw9zI/AAAAAAAAARY/gYZCnoaUQbM/s320/DSC00793.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">This is Ty in a swimming pool trying with his bare hands to catch a fish. This was also new this year at the 4th of July. </span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMrVEkhu_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/978DDD_e7eE/s1600/DSC00785.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409715218406292466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMrVEkhu_I/AAAAAAAAARQ/978DDD_e7eE/s320/DSC00785.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMouvGExRI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyZlTbAB1d4/s1600/DSC00768.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409712360783136018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMouvGExRI/AAAAAAAAARI/dyZlTbAB1d4/s320/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Below is Jaimee running her race. She got up to run with her age group of girls and she was the only girl, so they had Jaimee run with the boys. And yep--she beat them all and won. Jakob was very close behind her however.</span></strong><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzjM6OeRBmO7G_reYT1FauLdzyEbi_j4En_J9Djp1htlzNUi3odx8hQ4MG0R8QBxOyCiqVS5q_e_RRIl0PMVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-10353589126176350492009-11-29T17:03:00.000-08:002009-11-29T17:51:52.584-08:00Summer Fun<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409702473417902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMfvNygSBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oWb06Ep_rjc/s320/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMiv4GBDkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZOU2p6Gyt_A/s1600/DSC00751.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409705783308914242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMiv4GBDkI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZOU2p6Gyt_A/s320/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Up above is Matt's creativity shining through. He hooked up a big black sled to the 4-wheeler and pulled the kids down the canal. </span></strong><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMhoE4lulI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XarfiSnNfX4/s1600/DSC00755.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409704549791677010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMhoE4lulI/AAAAAAAAAQw/XarfiSnNfX4/s320/DSC00755.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Abby</span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMgvJYcTMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jkgP1wkM0rY/s1600/DSC00763.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409703571746475202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMgvJYcTMI/AAAAAAAAAQo/jkgP1wkM0rY/s320/DSC00763.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Matt and Jaimee getting me set up for a clothesline. I grew up hanging clothes on the line and back then didn't appreciate having to do this chore, but now I can hardly wait to have one of my own. </span></strong><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMeua0bbTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/N3G_2f3-368/s1600/DSC00716.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409701360224136498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMeua0bbTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/N3G_2f3-368/s320/DSC00716.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Kylee being a monkey on her bed. Her and Abby spend more time doing tricks and standing on their head than they do standing on their feet.</span></strong></div><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Here is Tucker at Regional Wrestling. This was held in Pocatello so we had to take advantage of the closeness of it. He lost 2 and won 1. He was in a pretty tough group. The winner of his weight was a girl from Hawaii. He never had to match up with her--to which we are very thankful.</span></strong> <br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMdZrst2UI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/25R8Kcaddjs/s1600/DSC00731.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409699904466311490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMdZrst2UI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/25R8Kcaddjs/s320/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMcbWB2HQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/96LUKaskrNY/s1600/DSC00725.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409698833497464066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMcbWB2HQI/AAAAAAAAAQI/96LUKaskrNY/s320/DSC00725.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SxMbLg87kwI/AAAAAAAAAQA/da0Utc9lJqM/s1600/DSC00727.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-83109999939996077972009-09-25T19:50:00.000-07:002009-10-04T20:58:01.934-07:00Hancock Family Reunion 2009<span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslmqXMB6oI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bUaTgFx-Sos/s1600-h/DSC00674.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388951307090520706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslmqXMB6oI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bUaTgFx-Sos/s320/DSC00674.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>This years Hancock Family Summer Reunion took us camping to the Buffalo Campground in Island Park. We had been watching the weather prior to going and it looked to be rainy. The weather man proved to be pretty accurate. When we got there we had just enough time to park our campers and get somewhat unpacked and then it rained pretty hard so we immediately had to rig up some sort of shelter. Thank goodness for smart husbands and for tarps...and coats!!<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SsllqK-7y_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/c5gqKlWxgtw/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388950204302740466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SsllqK-7y_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/c5gqKlWxgtw/s320/DSC00676.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">This must be the boys side of the table....</span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385605492115291698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2DqTHsvjI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JXzVc-eQoDY/s320/DSC00677.JPG" border="0" /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">and the girls side of the table.</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sslkf2a8EbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/atybm8xKEjY/s1600-h/DSC00712.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388948927472734642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sslkf2a8EbI/AAAAAAAAAPI/atybm8xKEjY/s320/DSC00712.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Karli, Matt, and Abby trying to keep dry and warm while waiting for Old Faithful.<br /></span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslhnAp05DI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4i3SdRwPsE8/s1600-h/DSC00711.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388945751943734322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslhnAp05DI/AAAAAAAAAPA/4i3SdRwPsE8/s320/DSC00711.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"> Megan, Morgan and Kylee trying to do the same thing.<br /><br /></span></strong><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2IQ63lQvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BwN8SEHtdRM/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385610553666650866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2IQ63lQvI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BwN8SEHtdRM/s320/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong> <span style="font-size:130%;">Me, Tucker, Jaimee, and Kylee</span><br /></strong></span><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2HSp7YiTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jX5cO6RuPek/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385609483967301938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2HSp7YiTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/jX5cO6RuPek/s320/DSC00697.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Most of the Hancock cousins--Jay and Kristin's family were parking and poor Isaac had a stomach ache.</span></strong><br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2F61qI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jKY0awq47kM/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385607975287713170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2F61qI7ZI/AAAAAAAAAOo/jKY0awq47kM/s320/DSC00696.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"> Abby and Emily replanting dandelions.<br /></span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2EzXRhnwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/xrdZYnDpdug/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385606747360698114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2EzXRhnwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/xrdZYnDpdug/s320/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Ana, Abby and Emily--they had a great time together being only a few months apart. Thank goodness for their boy cousin Tanner who is the exact same age to help watch over them and keep them in line.</strong><br /></span><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2CpmiRzCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BKZHMCPm7U4/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385604380635548706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sr2CpmiRzCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BKZHMCPm7U4/s320/DSC00678.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"> <strong>Grandma D and Ty looking a little wet.</strong><br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388954747621745522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslpyoKmI3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/5nYRoNHOkPc/s320/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>My pretty Kylee trying to catch the big one at Henry's Fork--no such luck though.</strong><br /></span><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388956018416977970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sslq8mPyiDI/AAAAAAAAAPo/PWpQgVt3tSc/s320/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tucker--not a lucky day for him either.</span></p></span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388957302759772114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SslsHWy-T9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/IHMBDUTivpU/s320/DSC00708.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Abby and Emily</span></strong></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958381406170770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SsltGJEULpI/AAAAAAAAAP4/W0arh0gPtIA/s320/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /> <p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Helen and Braden, Ty and Tanner. All in all we had a great time and can't wait for next year!!</strong><br /></span><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></p>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-44860808574911325062009-07-19T16:24:00.000-07:002009-09-13T15:47:47.714-07:00June 2009<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sq1zPFU8I6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/QAzuN6HYDt8/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381083832742847394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sq1zPFU8I6I/AAAAAAAAAOI/QAzuN6HYDt8/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">This past spring Ty kept telling Matt that he wanted chickens. We knew a guy in our ward that was moving and had all the supplies and all we'd have to do was take it apart and re-build it at our home. The picture above is Tucker and Ty's work (I think this was a test to see how bad the boys wanted chickens). Matt told them they'd need to dig 4 holes that would need to be about as deep as Ty is tall--if that makes sense. The boys used a shovel and their hands and had their work done in no time at all. Their 4 holes started the mess below. </span></strong><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sq1yWxWEBpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gGboeWF9vBA/s1600-h/DSC00662.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381082865306175122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sq1yWxWEBpI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gGboeWF9vBA/s320/DSC00662.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqxfejdc9KI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xcD1rgWyWcQ/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380780633320387746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqxfejdc9KI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xcD1rgWyWcQ/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SqxaNNOGrvI/AAAAAAAAANw/Rl7C5OItEtE/s1600-h/DSC00664.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380774837734518514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SqxaNNOGrvI/AAAAAAAAANw/Rl7C5OItEtE/s320/DSC00664.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I have to say that we all LOVE the chickens, in fact, Tucker wanted a chicken cake for his birthday (I will post a picture of that later). We all fight about who's going to check for eggs--it's like a treasure hunt to see how many eggs we will find. We average about 2-3 eggs per day. Our hunting dog Gus has really decreased the population of chickens around here though. We've had 15 chickens and he's taken out 7. We are much more careful now with Gus and we always have to know where he is.</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw9FWKIn0I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZWo6wVzUtRA/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380742816857628482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw9FWKIn0I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZWo6wVzUtRA/s320/DSC00659.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>This summer we got to have Tori, Ryanne and Aaron over for awhile while Jayse spent some time in the hospital. This is the three girls addicting Tori to Diner Dash--a game Ryanne and Jaimee couldn't quit playing last December when Ryanne was over at our home while Brian and Chris went to New York.</strong><br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw7IbtxU5I/AAAAAAAAANg/QhSb7lxJuOA/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380740670865626002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw7IbtxU5I/AAAAAAAAANg/QhSb7lxJuOA/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Ty, Aaron and Tucker sleeping out in the tent. I guess the flash was too bright for Tucker.</strong><br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw6AtO3mLI/AAAAAAAAANY/ty4yfwemQr8/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380739438617270450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw6AtO3mLI/AAAAAAAAANY/ty4yfwemQr8/s320/DSC00637.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jaimee, Abby and Ryanne</span></strong><br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw4wWgQKyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jN9cNe4qZrY/s1600-h/DSC00590.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380738058126633762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Sqw4wWgQKyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/jN9cNe4qZrY/s320/DSC00590.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Grandma D's birthday. We fixed her dinner and made her a strawberry rhubarb pie.</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPxysd0xfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wDZgGx2ioro/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360393834733028850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPxysd0xfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/wDZgGx2ioro/s320/DSC00583.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">My handsome husband celebrating his 38th birthday. We fixed his favorite-- blueberry and cherry cheesecake.</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPw4TLrciI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_4qimYTB8fI/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360392831513621026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPw4TLrciI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_4qimYTB8fI/s320/DSC00587.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>May and June kept us busy with Ty in baseball. This is only his second year and he did very well. He hit a couple of homeruns and tried out pitching, second base, left field, and centerfield.<br /></strong></span><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPv3izaeMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vatQe9A9fy0/s1600-h/DSC00585.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391719015315650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmPv3izaeMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/vatQe9A9fy0/s320/DSC00585.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmOtoEwFVBI/AAAAAAAAAME/8XRq4Gdw7sw/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360318885482812434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmOtoEwFVBI/AAAAAAAAAME/8XRq4Gdw7sw/s320/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Ty has been so cute with Tanner this summer. He holds his hand and plays with him whenever he gets a chance. This picture shows Ty trying to persuade Tanner to eat his lunch at the gravel pit. His Mom and Dad tell us that Tanner is a picky eater so any help is much appreciated.</strong></span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmOsfQSK2VI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XO7fLSZh3i0/s1600-h/DSC00560.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360317634448120146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SmOsfQSK2VI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XO7fLSZh3i0/s320/DSC00560.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">This is my boy Ty thrilled to finally get to operate the riding lawn mower like his older brother and sister. He couldn't stop grinning--even with a popsicle in his mouth! I'm sure the newness will wear off all too soon. </span></strong><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzh1ui90N59SUCdwbvPB9tAdNvJWI5Zx8p64C9QO7l_LpPDBzHkhUkRvrzuLTT0rfVRNVGnOJcUwk15Wn09wg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div><br /><p><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">This is one of our favorite places to go in the summer when it's hot (and little or no mosquitoes). Matt put this swing in 5 or 6 years ago at the gravel pit. Our little 4 year old Abby decided to be brave this year and try it. She loves it and squeals and squeals as you can hear on this little video clip. This is the first year Matt has really thrown the kids in the air as high as he can despite my gasps.</span></strong></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-59062829737183894212009-05-25T13:16:00.000-07:002009-06-01T14:06:28.662-07:00May in a Nutshell<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SiQ1BKuAtQI/AAAAAAAAALk/BMBL8LcUDiM/s1600-h/DSC00535.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342453352141731074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SiQ1BKuAtQI/AAAAAAAAALk/BMBL8LcUDiM/s320/DSC00535.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"> May brought to an end my preschool. We had a great year. Abby is my girl in yellow, my neice Ana is the other girl and my nephew Benson is the one in the black shirt. It was fun seeing them twice a week. We made a lot of memories.<br /></span><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">At our elementary, it's tradition to have a great big field day at the end of the school year where the kids compete in running and jumping events. Ty made it to the finals in the jumping contest and he tied for 1st place with 3 other boys.</span></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342443037007040610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SiQrov2QUGI/AAAAAAAAALU/nuK3ztuyI5M/s320/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">This is Ty pitching his first game ever. He has only played one year baseball and then this year. He kept asking the coach if he could pitch and finally at one of the games Ty walks out on the pitchers mound. I told Tucker "oh, Ty is just going to pitch a few balls until the pitcher comes out on the mound." Well, no other pitcher came because the coach told Ty he could pitch. He did pretty good for never having pitched before and I must say I was pretty nervous.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Another baseball story this month about Ty was that when he'd get in a game and up to bat he'd just stand there and either strike out or walk. Well, at home and at the pitching machine we'd see a different Ty--he could hit the ball. So finally I told Ty if he'd just get one hit I'd give him $5. It only took him one game and he got a hit. Then at the next game he got 2 homeruns. Bribery works at the Hancock home</span>!<br /><br /></span></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342193877645582034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SiNJBw5U3tI/AAAAAAAAALM/q8z4YcsaTws/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">A week ago Jaimee ran in conference track. I have never been so nervous in all my life. Preliminaries were on a Thursday and she had to place 1st in her heat or get one of the next best 4 times to make it to the finals. After so much work on the hurdles, staying late after practice, icing her shins every night sometimes twice a night, wrapping her legs everyday, having the coaches rub her shins until they bruised, and taking as much Ibuprofen as I'd let her, her hard work paid off. She placed 1st and made it to finals the next day. </span></div><br /><div><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Below is the "finals" in the 100 hurdles. Amazingly, 4 out of the 8 girls that made it to finals were from Rigby. She places 2nd right behind one of her teammates. It was an awesome race!!!! Jaimee is in lane 3.</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">She also made it to finals in the 100 and ends up placing 6th overall in that race. Her medley got 4th and her 4x100 relay got 7th (Jaimee and another girl had a terrible hand-off--the baton flies up in the air and Jaimee catches it between her arm and her side and then takes off running. Her coach said she was ready for the Olympics because in the Olympics they throw it in the air, but they don't catch the baton like she did).<br /></span><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='341' height='280' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyDWUBqLGAA5rqVdgOsa4mDpiG0g7ddCuK2KjHEHS-wpCVWcHK93SiraiFVobIrTqyZXesYNHw6EYw7Ej6zxw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342451743210256722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SiQzjg-2uVI/AAAAAAAAALc/n-hnCWePLdc/s320/DSC00551.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Eliza Shippen, Jaimee, Cienna Madsen, Hailey Stone and Brittany Hayes. All of them except Brittany ran in her 4X100 relay.<br /></span></span><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxC6NUFb7IQOIvllfW0v1Hj40Ajm3JrGwcPvvUvHbY_VLNvaYtTmiLGjuJaic3SSc-z5RG8TBnLVOJD5N8MMQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">This is our shy little Kylee running in the 50 meter dash at the schools field day. She surprised us all and got 1st in the finals. She was so excited!!! She's the cute one in orange.</span></p></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-28344531919175671002009-05-24T19:35:00.000-07:002009-05-24T20:19:52.776-07:00Abby turns 4<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoKycTEvRI/AAAAAAAAALE/JC0QxHhdDy4/s1600-h/DSC00451.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339592169907076370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoKycTEvRI/AAAAAAAAALE/JC0QxHhdDy4/s320/DSC00451.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">On May 3, our baby girl turned 4. She wanted us to try out the triple barrel curling iron on her hair. It makes her look way too old, but also very adorable.</span><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoJRGNtwKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/frTrX_rTcIo/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339590497531707554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoJRGNtwKI/AAAAAAAAAK8/frTrX_rTcIo/s320/DSC00491.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Abby and her Grandma D.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoIWFUV_OI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y1o0Cv21klI/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339589483678792930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoIWFUV_OI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Y1o0Cv21klI/s320/DSC00489.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Abby in her chair that Grandma and Pockey gave her.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoHCR6PHiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9ljz8Tws9aE/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339588043949940258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoHCR6PHiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/9ljz8Tws9aE/s320/DSC00481.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoFy8BDKpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XJOn0k88OYI/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339586680863271570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoFy8BDKpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XJOn0k88OYI/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoFCdg7rRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9kYTLZto5D4/s1600-h/DSC00452.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585848041778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoFCdg7rRI/AAAAAAAAAKc/9kYTLZto5D4/s320/DSC00452.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">She wanted a princess crown cake. This was my first time of ever trying out fondant. I'm not even sure how to spell it. She was pleased with it and we had a great family party that night for her. </span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-71439621045355741012009-05-24T19:24:00.000-07:002009-05-24T19:35:35.074-07:00Tucker takes 4th at State Wrestling Tournament<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoDdUjsIhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c1SuIl6iy9g/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339584110470636050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoDdUjsIhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/c1SuIl6iy9g/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoChGKupTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PpLPkh2rusQ/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583075815695666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/ShoChGKupTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PpLPkh2rusQ/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">We headed to Boise on May 1 for the state wrestling tournament for Tucker. Ty was burned out of wrestling and was starting baseball so he didn't want to wrestle. We stayed at Ben and Helen's in Parma. Tucker did so well!!! He wrestled Novice 75 and pulled a 4th place at state. It was actually a long, long tournament. We waited 4 hours before he even wrestled his first match because they messed up Tucker's bracket. Then we waited another 2 hours for his second match. After that it was pretty regular with matches about every 30 minutes. I thought he did awesome. He wants to wrestle at regionals in June in Pocatello--yeah, a place closer to home!! (Tucker is on the far right)</span></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-74101373054959166002009-04-19T15:51:00.000-07:002009-04-19T17:42:50.727-07:00Christmas in April?<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyqFwlgbREk1mUSU0KeNmg3uRnieEhEGqCortHY0zvAHLZRB2YLVUdNBnVe4O5BKDtu4nR6G0x1j5YCOXu0SA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jaimee taught Abby this song last Christmas. She wanted to sing it to a few family members, but she never did. Well, this last week she found the song and started singing it and doing the actions with it. She was so excited and sang it for a long time!!! As you can tell from this video, she keeps us all laughing and loving life!</span></p>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-40901933010562903842009-04-19T15:18:00.000-07:002009-04-19T15:51:05.209-07:00Easter Weekend<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeuqgAnOCgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gflcNxfYpns/s1600-h/TheHancockClan.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538451192777218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeuqgAnOCgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/gflcNxfYpns/s320/TheHancockClan.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">The Hancock Clan</span><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Seun6tNjXhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RAqa_7Q8yuM/s1600-h/Ty4-11-09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326535611306434066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Seun6tNjXhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/RAqa_7Q8yuM/s320/Ty4-11-09.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Ty</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Seum_9tIcII/AAAAAAAAAJs/J8rlZe81SDQ/s1600-h/Abby4-11-09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326534602121572482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/Seum_9tIcII/AAAAAAAAAJs/J8rlZe81SDQ/s320/Abby4-11-09.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Abby</span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeumF_JVuII/AAAAAAAAAJk/5TC5tea0ATs/s1600-h/Kylee4-11-09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326533606075906178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeumF_JVuII/AAAAAAAAAJk/5TC5tea0ATs/s320/Kylee4-11-09.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">Kylee</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeulNpK3GFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/K1L3AF52Elw/s1600-h/Tucker4-11-09.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326532638104033362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeulNpK3GFI/AAAAAAAAAJc/K1L3AF52Elw/s320/Tucker4-11-09.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">Tucker</span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeukLk_JLYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7AEDm9jZTaQ/s1600-h/JaimeeAbby.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326531503109778818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SeukLk_JLYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/7AEDm9jZTaQ/s320/JaimeeAbby.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jaimee and Abby</span></div><div><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">We had a great Easter weekend. Ben and Helen were here from Parma and Kim and Todd up from Utah. We rode horses and of course couldn't miss the traditional easter egg hunt in Menan. It was Tucker's last year in the egg hunt. He had quite a hard time deciding if he should go to the easter egg hunt or wrestle in Rexburg. I'm glad he decided to go to the easter egg hunt after all you are only a kid once. </span></div></div><br /></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-36424384903467324962009-04-02T20:31:00.000-07:002009-04-03T14:23:41.758-07:00Wrestling Season Begins<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdWFFWcnNwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oU0jYsJ3LoU/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320304861779539714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdWFFWcnNwI/AAAAAAAAAJM/oU0jYsJ3LoU/s320/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdWD3TYb1fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/z90VRbxWD9s/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320303520926914034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdWD3TYb1fI/AAAAAAAAAJE/z90VRbxWD9s/s320/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">I have to admit I have never been too fond of wrestling until Tucker and Ty started wrestling and I started learning all the moves and how it works, now I absoltely love watching them wrestle. It can be quite tense though. They didn't wrestle last year and so this year they are trying to play catch up. They are catching on and are finally remembering what to do. </span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><span style="color:#ff6600;">The first video is Tucker (in red) pinning his guy in Idaho Falls last weekend. He ended up getting 3rd overall. Just because I will want to know in years to come--Tucker is novice 75.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">The next video is Ty also in red. This boy Ty is wrestling is a great wrestler. This happens to be their 3rd match which means Ty has won a round and the other boy has won a round and whoever wins this round is the winner. Ty actually pins him in this round. You'll hear me yelling--I wish I could erase my voice on these tapes, but you'll just have to put up with it because I am the videotaper and so you'll hear me loud and clear. Ty is intermediate 60. I need to snap some shots of Ty for next time. Ty's group of boys that he wrestles against are exceptional wrestlers--I am always way too nervous to snap a shot of him so I was glad Mom got some great shots of him. Ty has to wrestle his heart out to place in these tournaments.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwtSjgBHhM8YSZiox_kfVNwn4f2yN6vWSe5c4WSUyugQAEgYCOBdvPhbHu6JMq3drPpeHMNVRQc4Z32VahbMA' 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=AD6v5dwEua89IJBeyYlrUG2IJhQdTD9PIF-fpM4yMdElxuYqf-UFpCXN3fVUxxnluZfPpRV9OvLwF6PmQsZEhIZd3w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-59300680087892514782009-04-02T19:58:00.000-07:002009-04-02T20:21:52.912-07:00Ty wins Pinewood Derby<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV93Vm1uCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-JYsJj2U0D8/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320296924454434850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV93Vm1uCI/AAAAAAAAAI8/-JYsJj2U0D8/s320/DSC00375.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">This was one happy boy!!! The pinewood derby is quite a thing as most of you with scout age boys will know and Ty won this year. I have to back up a year to last years pinewood derby in 2008. The pinewood derby last year was held while Matt and I were in Guam visiting Mom and Dad on their mission. So me--feeling guilty that Matt and I wouldn't be there with Tucker and Ty--researched out on-line for ways to make a great car for the boys. I actually even bought a book on how to make a winning pinewood derby car. Well, it paid off because Tucker won last year and Ty won this year. I have to say that Ty was so cute!! They served us popcorn while all the cars were being raced and Ty was sitting on the very edge of his seat during this whole time shoveling popcorn in his mouth with his knees and feet just a bouncing with excitement and I'm sure a bit of nervousness.</span><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV8-p3LwwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s8lz4UlMXk8/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320295950639153922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV8-p3LwwI/AAAAAAAAAI0/s8lz4UlMXk8/s320/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV8Ry6TujI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ENK580oYeqs/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320295179974064690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV8Ry6TujI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ENK580oYeqs/s320/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Ty racing Logan Archibald, one of his very good friends, for first place in the pinewood derby.</span><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='339' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx_OvhsVmTLLS7QmAupSDjHTHHB-8LrUuqbcu8PosA47NsRuivPUuSHrh3pjQu0EMBAX417hjSRdxYVZA8iMg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-82767369530239243942009-04-02T19:53:00.000-07:002009-04-02T19:57:36.513-07:00Kylee's 1st Chapter Book<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV7C6bdlEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FThyDoqfatQ/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320293824782505026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdV7C6bdlEI/AAAAAAAAAIk/FThyDoqfatQ/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">There was no way I was going to miss this picture. Kylee is reading her first chapter book. She is a great reader, but has been intimidated by them for a long time. She read it and loved it and wants to read more in the same series. Yippee!!!!</span>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-78250860298613581092009-04-02T17:21:00.000-07:002009-04-02T17:30:23.623-07:00A Birthday Surprise<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVXdjy5oGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/POrSa2ocfsI/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320254700144664674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVXdjy5oGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/POrSa2ocfsI/s320/DSC00362.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">The last few months Matt and I have been talking about getting a new van. Our old one is getting up there in miles and as you all know now is a great time to buy. I kept putting Matt off and telling him we could wait awhile longer, however, he did not feel the same. We decided to kindof celebrate my birthday on Saturday, February 28. Well, on that Saturday the kids got up around 6:30--not my idea of an ideal Saturday morning "sleep in." We got up and started breakfast and I opened a CD that said try me in the van. So I went out to our garage and to my "surprise" this new van was sitting there. All I could say was WOW. Tucker said I just kept saying Wow. It is the nicest vehicle that we have ever had or probably will ever have. Thanks sweetie. The big tag says TO: the Birthday Girl FROM: the Bank (ha ha). I hope Matt doesn't get his hopes up for a new truck for his birthday next month.</span>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-89846649232824370432009-04-01T20:34:00.000-07:002009-04-02T17:21:03.940-07:00Abby's Many Faces<span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVVb6Vz8OI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TdOHBiKbcsc/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320252472813678818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVVb6Vz8OI/AAAAAAAAAIU/TdOHBiKbcsc/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff6600;">Abby sure adds a lot of excitement to our family. She has such a bubbly personality and is the icing on the cake in our family. She makes us laugh and love life. Above she is with her cousin Ana. We did their hair the same and to me this sure makes them look a lot a like. Below Abby is in her dress that I made. Yes, that is amazing! I even made Kylee a matching one.</span><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVUhMcXJxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DSalxKrPFlo/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320251464060708626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVUhMcXJxI/AAAAAAAAAIM/DSalxKrPFlo/s320/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVToXVWuPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KbCdOl4_LlE/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320250487731566834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdVToXVWuPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/KbCdOl4_LlE/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQzMInL_1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Uy8Xhx3mli8/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319933343394692946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQzMInL_1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/Uy8Xhx3mli8/s320/DSC00335.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-62513110428246575412009-04-01T20:14:00.000-07:002009-04-02T17:04:14.767-07:00Tucker and Ty Basketball<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQxCrRZ8NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/leWpVKHKEMs/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319930981876625618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQxCrRZ8NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/leWpVKHKEMs/s320/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQvE1jyRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qJyJySlQFDQ/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319928819974554834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQvE1jyRNI/AAAAAAAAAHs/qJyJySlQFDQ/s320/DSC00340.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQue1E27ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KogEWEKmC3g/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319928167009807762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQue1E27ZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KogEWEKmC3g/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Tucker and Ty with their basketball teams this year! They both played really hard. Tucker's team never lost a game and Ty's team finally won their "last" game of the season.<br /></span><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-75132382784095111772009-04-01T20:04:00.001-07:002009-04-02T17:03:43.098-07:00My Intelligent Daughter<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQrzaRvmGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jZ2jisMMfvU/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319925222058465378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdQrzaRvmGI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jZ2jisMMfvU/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">We have had problems with our laundry room light going out on us which has made doing laundry a real chore. This is Jaimee, who by the way does all her laundry (way to go Jaimee) using her resources by putting on her Dad's head lamp so she can see what she is doing. When I saw her, both her and I bust out laughing. She was so cute that I had to snap a picture.</span></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-57763905350630630492009-03-30T20:30:00.000-07:002009-03-30T20:49:45.351-07:00Kylee's 7th birthday<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGScwZaVfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/snSXsB7ZicY/s1600-h/DSC00264.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319193657626744306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGScwZaVfI/AAAAAAAAAHU/snSXsB7ZicY/s320/DSC00264.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Kylee with her ducky bath tub cake for her 7th birthday. </span></strong><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGR-x6tJzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/y6k77VeAaRw/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319193142638749490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGR-x6tJzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/y6k77VeAaRw/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGQNDw28_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mtHjS8AqReQ/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319191188924199922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGQNDw28_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/mtHjS8AqReQ/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">Kylee with Grandma and Grandpa Berrett and Abby. They bought her a purse for her birthday and this big lion for being so brave at school. She struggled starting first grade and said the worst thing about school was recess. It about broke my heart, but she is feeling more comfortable now and has made some friends. The lion was a great idea because Kylee had to try really hard to like school and be positive to earn the lion. Now if you ask her if she likes school she will give you a shy little grin and say yes!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319190342760351602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGPbzjrR3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/r5xWXMazukA/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">Kylee with her Grandma D. Grandma gave her a Webkinz which she loves and takes such good care of on the computer. What a great pet to have!</span></strong></div></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-9016725546899929062009-03-30T19:51:00.000-07:002009-03-30T20:29:03.084-07:00Oh, what do you do in the Winter Time?<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGK7td750I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Vpu3IlDBK0g/s1600-h/DSC00251.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319185393323337538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGK7td750I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Vpu3IlDBK0g/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Tucker and Ty hanging out in the snow cave.</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGJGr46sfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uqunD7SN-VY/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319183382854939122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGJGr46sfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/uqunD7SN-VY/s320/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span> </div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Our gorgeous Jaimee who is growing up too fast! She has been anxious for the snow to melt so she could start running track as an 8th grader at Rigby Junior High. </span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"></span></strong></span><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGKYy1kH0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/f0iaVMsPCIA/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319184793469198146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGKYy1kH0I/AAAAAAAAAGs/f0iaVMsPCIA/s320/DSC00254.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">This is all of us in the entry to our snow cave. Matt and the boys, actually mostly Matt, got a pretty good workout this winter when they were building this snow cave. It was a circular snow cave and the kids thought it was pretty awesome. The boys all wanted to sleep in it, however, by the time they got around to doing so, it had somewhat melted. </span></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Abby sliding down by our snow cave. She is very ready for summer. The other day she came in the house after having been playing outside on a pretty cold day and she said, "I'm not going outside again until summer!" I echo Abby's words--the weather just seems to go right through me and I am cold all the time--just like my own mother. I remember Mom saying why do we live in Idaho? I now find myself saying the same thing.<br /></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGINxP_izI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3-0u9zuntwo/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319182405041359666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SdGINxP_izI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3-0u9zuntwo/s320/DSC00249.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-23386447340252015262009-02-15T19:54:00.000-08:002009-02-15T20:02:13.471-08:00My Handymen<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SZjkdFhgjrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/l2uhKrO_ozs/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239749578821298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SZjkdFhgjrI/AAAAAAAAAGM/l2uhKrO_ozs/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">OK Trevor this is for you. I don't have time to do much right now, but I am proud of myself for remembering how to even post to our blog. This is a picture of Matt and Ty after they had framed in a spot for a gas fireplace in our very cold, unfinished basement. It will be nice so my little preschoolers won't be cold down there for school. Matt is sure a great handyman to have around. He doesn't always think it's so nice, but it sure saves us a ton of money. </span></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-90698710430945906162009-01-08T19:55:00.002-08:002009-01-08T20:04:11.061-08:00Christmas 2008<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbMVTS0haI/AAAAAAAAAGE/I26tfmTZLEE/s1600-h/144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289139478721758626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbMVTS0haI/AAAAAAAAAGE/I26tfmTZLEE/s320/144.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Kylee and Abby with their skirts Grandma D made for them for Christmas. I love to dress my kids in the same clothes for some reason!!! Thanks Grandma.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbLKxZ4t0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zjvFP9Rxm9s/s1600-h/129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289138198314268482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbLKxZ4t0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zjvFP9Rxm9s/s320/129.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">One of the highlights of the year--the Christmas Eve Party at Shannon and Jim's. All the cousins acting out the nativity and anxiously awaiting the time to open a cousin gift.</span></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-72251198536073704672009-01-08T19:22:00.000-08:002009-01-08T19:54:33.120-08:00Christmas Recital & Santa<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbIXwyz_RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XVbZh-PALSw/s1600-h/116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289135122953796882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbIXwyz_RI/AAAAAAAAAFs/XVbZh-PALSw/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><span style="font-size:130%;">Santa with Tucker, Ty, Kylee and little Abby. Waiting in the long line was worth it!</span><br /><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289131416020269426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbE__Y_OXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ldzaHgExKzI/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Jaimee plays her duets with her good friend Maddie who lives in our ward. They are really good if I do say so myself.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289130306437223298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWbD_Z3xk4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/S2K_Sp_1D5I/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Tucker, Jaimee, Kylee and Ty getting ready to play the piano at a nursing home in Rigby for their Christmas recital. These are our all time favorite recitals. We love the music and many times they are duets which make them even all the more fun. Tucker, Ty and Kylee played We Three Kings as a trio. It sounded awesome with three hands going on the piano, but it truly was a bit of a challenge teaching them this song. Duets are bad enough, but the trio was triple bad. However, all their hard work paid off. They played beautifully. I can't believe I forgot to get a picture of them playing. I really was nervous that one of them would mess up and when that happens then it's really hard for them to pick back up on where the other two are. </span></div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-6569125319977868862009-01-08T17:57:00.000-08:002009-01-08T18:26:03.950-08:00Ty's 9th birthday<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWa0GRKXgmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WUnDP5XfVQQ/s1600-h/105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289112832172327522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWa0GRKXgmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/WUnDP5XfVQQ/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">Ty</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> and Abby on Ty's birthday on December 16. He had a super great day!! He got tennis shoes, sour candy maker and a rocket. Grandma D gave him an awesome wood burning kit and Grandma & Grandpa Berrett gave him a snowmobile Wii game that he can play at his Grandma D's house. He chose to go to McDonald's for dinner with Mom and Dad. His only disappointment was that we went to play laser tag and it had been rented for the night. However, I took him and Tucker a few weeks later for a boys and Mom date. Ty is a great shooter and nearly beat his Mother. </span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWayms--h_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/lRVyl96QCRY/s1600-h/109.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289111190373304306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWayms--h_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/lRVyl96QCRY/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ty and Grandma D</span><br /></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWawKV3ntvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/laJvNunVMtE/s1600-h/111.JPG"><span style="font-size:180%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289108504108840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWawKV3ntvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/laJvNunVMtE/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:180%;"> Ty with his Santa cake that he chose.<br /></span><br /><br /></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-15481679019475803472009-01-06T14:11:00.000-08:002009-01-06T14:45:28.446-08:00Jaimee's 14th birthday<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPahqw2oCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3PIvuadUEAg/s1600-h/064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288310659412828194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPahqw2oCI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3PIvuadUEAg/s320/064.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPcZltCprI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vJ3Obp_LVhI/s1600-h/065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288312719638963890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPcZltCprI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vJ3Obp_LVhI/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Jaimee's 14th birthday. Matt and I can't believe we are old enough to have a daughter this old. I think she had a great day. Her Aunt Amy picked her up some white shoes in Utah that Jaimee fell in love with and she was shocked to open them. We have a fun tradition where Matt and I take the birthday girl (or boy) out to dinner. She picked Johnny Carino's. It's so nice when they get older like this and move past the "I want to go to McDonald's stage." We then had a birthday party with family that is close by. Grandma Berrett made her an apron--now Jaimee won't wear mine. Yeah! Grandma also gave her some money that she bought some clothes with. Her treat for the night was Pumpkin Crisp. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPZHuRTF9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/EvB-Teuf8f0/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288309114165991378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPZHuRTF9I/AAAAAAAAAEs/EvB-Teuf8f0/s320/062.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288307917269955938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SWPYCDfC9WI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ChKH17_HUyI/s320/061.JPG" border="0" />Ty, Jaimee and Kylee. They made her a cute girl made out of paper that said Happy Birthday on it. It was way cute and they put a lot of time into it. Jaimee with Grandma D. Grandma made her this cute skirt and got Jaimee a much needed straightner. Jaimee wore this skirt when she sang at the Festival of Trees in Idaho Falls. She has an amazing voice. None of us around here can figure out where she got it from.</span></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-70506317265550040722009-01-02T07:38:00.001-08:002009-01-02T16:33:41.004-08:00Highlight Pictures for Fall 2008<span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;">Matt loves to take any and anyone hunti<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV4961-BTrI/AAAAAAAAADc/yPs1x9NRlqc/s1600-h/102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286731093708459698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV4961-BTrI/AAAAAAAAADc/yPs1x9NRlqc/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /></a>ng who will go. One of his special memories is taking his Grandpa Cheney hunting for a bull moose 6 or 7 years ago. It didn't require a lot of work just driving Grandpa around and getting out of the truck when a moose would appear in site. This year Grandpa drew a tag for a cow moose out on the river by our house. Matt was ecstatic to get to spend some time with his very special Grandpa, however, luck was on the side of moose this year. This is a picture of Ty, Matt and Tucker pretending to eat vegetarian soup. Matt had this made up for his Grandpa and put as a caption under the picture "vegetarian--indian word for a lousy hunter."<br /></span><div><div><div><strong><span style="color:#993300;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV48quPpCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/7XPkOhAKqXY/s1600-h/003.JPG"></a></span></strong></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV48quPpCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/7XPkOhAKqXY/s1600-h/003.JPG"></a></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV48quPpCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/7XPkOhAKqXY/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286729717245348306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV48quPpCdI/AAAAAAAAADU/7XPkOhAKqXY/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;">This is our back yard or will be some day. We worked pretty hard back there this past year in putting up<br /><div>the retaining wall and getting the lawn graded to plant grass seed. The older kids think the only reason we had them was for slave labor in picking up rocks, raking, tamping, shoveling and running to get supplies for us as we work. They are quick to remind us that Kylee and Abby have it lucky as this will all be done for them when they get older.<br /></span></strong></div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV47ieSkWRI/AAAAAAAAADM/rAEcWs2wda0/s1600-h/103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286728476012075282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV47ieSkWRI/AAAAAAAAADM/rAEcWs2wda0/s320/103.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">This is Ty getting his Bear badge in scouts. As many people already know he is a very hands on boy. He loves to make, build, create, and do anything with his hands. So scouting to him is simply the best!!<br /></div></span><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV45nEw3EoI/AAAAAAAAADE/UlJZotT78KM/s1600-h/099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286726356035900034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV45nEw3EoI/AAAAAAAAADE/UlJZotT78KM/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">Kaitlyn, Kylee and Jaimee playing Fear Factor during Thanksgiving Break. This is a family favorite game we play. They are trying to get the gum out of the cool whip and be the first to blow a bubble. Abby and Uncle Jay are in the background.</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV44C6kfrcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/By5Zoqy-T-8/s1600-h/097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286724635312762306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV44C6kfrcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/By5Zoqy-T-8/s320/097.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">This is Abby's cousin <span style="font-size:180%;">Ana </span>who was born 3 months after Abby. They are so cute together. This is a picture of them when we had done their hair the same. They looked so much alike that we had to get a shot of the back of them. There have been several times when I do see the back of Ana and for a second think she is Abby.</span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV44C6kfrcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/By5Zoqy-T-8/s1600-h/097.JPG"></a></span></div><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV43F3YV66I/AAAAAAAAAC0/G5NEe41C4P8/s1600-h/096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286723586484464546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV43F3YV66I/AAAAAAAAAC0/G5NEe41C4P8/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /></a></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong>Ana and Abby</strong><br /></span></span><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV5BZ6AOPyI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWkXaTa-3Qk/s1600-h/092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286734925902266146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV5BZ6AOPyI/AAAAAAAAADk/BWkXaTa-3Qk/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Tucker was able to shoot his first goose this year. Ma</span><span style="font-size:130%;">tt and him went hunting and Matt is pretty fast when it comes to hunting and getting ready to shoot an animal. Tucker and him had their guns ready and some geese fly in. Matt goes to shoot and his gun froze up and wouldn't fire. At the same time Tucker shoots his gun and a goose drops to the ground. Tucker yells, "I got it. That was me!" (Sometimes when you are shooting together with other people it can be questionable who actually shot the animal, but Tucker was thrilled because he knew it was him and it was even on his first shot). Way to go Tucker!! </span></div></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663703043851065770.post-46919566561587858222009-01-01T21:44:00.000-08:002009-01-02T08:38:14.729-08:00Enjoying the last of the warm days before snow<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2t09gSz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/DF36HU7Vr14/s1600-h/078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286572662977646434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2t09gSz2I/AAAAAAAAACk/DF36HU7Vr14/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;">Matt, Abby, Tucker and Gus our dog. We were out taking a walk one Sunday afternoon enjoying the country atmosphere and the last of the warm days before snow. Here are a few pictures of our walk.</span></span></div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"><br /><br /></span><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2sroAnpAI/AAAAAAAAACc/76gM4YfsuR0/s1600-h/077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286571403077198850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2sroAnpAI/AAAAAAAAACc/76gM4YfsuR0/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">My sweet toothless Kylee</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286570275550913154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2rp_pZ4oI/AAAAAAAAACU/aMNuYlkV__o/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Ty</span></strong></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2qseXKxEI/AAAAAAAAACM/AlXTxBdo8RI/s1600-h/075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286569218644034626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3e24pbe8FFE/SV2qseXKxEI/AAAAAAAAACM/AlXTxBdo8RI/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"> Abby</span></strong> <span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;">loading up on rocks. We were throwing these into the slough that was frozen over. It sounded so neat when the rocks would hit the ice--almost like an echo sound.<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Country Kidshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17069799861365497738noreply@blogger.com0