BRONCO

After much deliberation, numerous voting sessions, and internet surfing for dog names, the dog has been named Bronco. Upon deciding, the mom ( who has had enough of this indecision and constant fighting over the dog's name) practically tossed everyone in the car and sped to PetSmart to seal the name with an engraved dog tag. Ahhh! It's done. Now, we only have 1 week until the pup arrives!

woohoo!

We're thinking about getting a dog! What kind you ask? A mini pincher! We are so excited! We can't wait! If only Christmas would come faster! Do you have any tips on potty training? We're wanting to name it Speedy(after Joseph B. Wirthlen) or Chaos. Does any body have any better ideas?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

Tip for the day: by Kobe

When gathering eggs, do not deposit them in your pocket and then close the chicken coop door with your hip.

I love that song.....

The Family is of God......
We are learning this song in Primary. It has become my favorite. It speaks to me, ya know? I love the tune. I love how it rhymes. and I love the message! It's like a testimony.

Here are the words.....

Our Father has a family. It's me! It's you, all others too: we are His children. He sent each one of us to earth, through birth, to live and learn in families.

(chorus)
God gave us families to help us become what he wants us to be---This is how he shares HIS love, for the family is of God.

A father's place is to preside, provide, to love and teach the gospel to his children. A father leads in family prayer, to share, their love for Father in Heaven.

(chorus)

A mother's purpose is to care, prepare, to nurture and to strengthen all her children. She teaches children to obey, to pray, to love and serve in the family.

(chorus)

I'll love and serve my family, and be, a good example to each family member. And when I am a mom or dad, so glad, I'll help my family remember.

(chorus)
God gave us families to help us become what He wants us to be-- This is how He shares His love, for the Family is of God.

I love the part that says...This is how He shares His love...

I am so grateful for my family that I was born into, and me own little family. I love them so much. I can't fathom how lonely it would be to be sent here to make it on our own. It truly is an act of Love from our Father in Heaven. He gave us a built in support system.
p.s. to my family...I love you!!!!

More Paunsegaunt

Kylie caught this out of the little stream running around our camp site. She was so happy! She is usually the one that can't catch a fish. Everyone around her can be reeling them in, but those fish seem to sense Kylie's presence and swim to another line when she drops her pole in the water. It was an excellent moment!!

Part of the reason we return to King's year after year, is for the critters. In the past we have made them pets, only to be annoyed over the amount of crickets the little horny toads can pack away. Now it is an experience enjoyed only in the wild.
Our camp site was heavenly! ( Despite the fact that we lost Mom for a day. ) She didn't expect us to camp so far south. While we were frantically searching the area for her dead body, and calling siblings to hear if she had wrecked en route; she was patiently waiting on the side of the road, watching the birds, and fully expecting that sooner or later we would drive by.
THAT'S SOooo MOM!
Kylie and Kobe loved playing in the stream. They netted hundreds of little fingerlings and spent many hours of enjoyment wading and swimming. The weather was fantastic and the company was even better. We really enjoyed taking Keith, the Prestons, and Mom. One thing I love about my Mom is her ability to enjoy whatever place she is in. She is always cheerful and loving, easy company, and kind and generous with her time and attention to us, and the grandchildren. She is the best! I truly admire her.

One of the best parts about camping is spending time with your own family. Ty and I seem to get along the best when we are in the outdoors...sort of like ying and yang or cheese and crackers.

Path of Destruction?

I just got done reading Maren's blogspot "Path of Destruction". While she is picking up Easter Potatos from off the floor; I am 10 years down the road with a teenager who spreads a different path of destruction.

It started with the fact that he wanted my help with a homework project so he could go shooting---

So I settle down beside him to help him think of ideas for this project, lovingly reminding him how to spell "who" and "manifesto".....

He turns to me and says, "I learned what's wrong with you in class today." And then proceeded to tell me all the reasons why he thinks I am such a bad mother and why it is that he can't get along with me.

Grrr....

(Well, let me tell you!!! There is alot more wrong with me now than there was a few minutes ago!)

And buddy you still aren't going shooting until you HOMEWORK is done.