LOVES sports, especially basketball and baseball. Loves her family and has a SUPER STRONG testimony! Sunday, March 15, 2009. What happened this friday the 13th? Saturday, February 14, 2009. this is my new haircut. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! Wednesday, July 9, 2008.

Saturday, November 7, 2009. Sunday, October 11, 2009. Mother and Son Day at the Beach. Logan turned 7 on Aug. 30th, thank you everyone for his cards and gifts! Every year Logan chooses a theme for his parties. This year was an archeology party. I always have so much fun coming up with ideas to match his theme.

Sometime we regret, more than any words spoken, a silence not broken . I promise you will love it. Child lost, do you suppose. That we could ever be apart,.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011. Last Friday was my last 5th grade choir concert! It was based on songs from the sixties and seventies, or a bit more modern. We had songs from the band Queen, the Beetles, The Beach boys, and such. I got a solo in the song Turn Turn Turn. The rest of the concert went as planned.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009. The kids and I were invited out to the JcPenney. Farm to split some flowers! It was so much fun for the kids, they got to go down to the lake and check out the fish, they enjoyed looking at all the cows and gardens. I enjoyed talking with Carolyn and digging up bits and pieces of her garden. I brought home hollyhocks, lillies. I will have to ask Carolyn their names again! Fame in my flower bed! I was the.

Sunday, November 15, 2009. So the weekend of Halloween. Some shots of the best trailblazer ever! Love this one. Hope you all are good! Links to this post. Saturday, October 24, 2009. To the world of F acebook. And have completely neglected my blog. And both D and I turned 36! Love to all.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008. Back, far back in the snows of time, in a northern place and a northern clime,. The north lights glitter across the sky. Hush, the tomten hides close by! In the kitchen of the old farmstead, the Mother is baking her Christmas bread. And sings for the children a little tune, of the fox and the geese and the cold full moon. Across the sea, tis a long, hard tale, and the ship is slashed by the sleet and hail,. Across sea and continent, felt but unsaid, as a mot.