Quick Idaho Trip!

A quick trip to Idaho!

On Reese's trip to Idaho she let her sister talk her into picking up a dead mouse by the tail, ate an ant and lots of dirt, got stung by a bee, jumped on the tramp, picked peas and carrots out of Grandma's garden and just played really hard! She did not want to come back to Portland.

Waklee climbed a 15 foot haystack and was too scared to climb back down (thank you Haddi, Logan, Kimbri for the rescue mission). Cried her eyes out when we put her on Grandpa's horse. Cried her eyes out again when we left her to stay for two weeks...she's not staying afterall.

Both the girls had fun feeding Bryan's pigs and Grandpa's horses, riding four-wheelers and playing with cousins!

Grandma asked Waklee if she liked meat on her sandwhiches and she said, "I like meat on my sandwhich like Bryan's pigs like zuchinni." That is a yes.


And Canon was adored by all. I just love that cute little face. He just went with it all. He sat on the horse, went to the farm with Daddy and got his fat little cheeks pinched over and over again.

Cracks Me Up.....So Jan Jan.

This is so blogworthy that I had to post. So those you who know my Mom will love this story. My mom sent me an email of my Dad and nephew who shot his first elk. The picture brought a tear to my eye; I was thinking how cute it was that my Dad had taken Logan hunting for a week straight and how happy they looked....doesn't it bring a tear to the eye. SO I email back and say, "brought a tear to the eye". My Mom later calls me and says, "You really do love me? I didn't mean to send you a picture of the headstone I meant to send you a picture of Dad and Logan." I am thinking headstone? I was like, you did send me a picture of Dad and Logan and whose headstone are you talking about Grandpa Jack? My Mom then says, "No, it is mine and your Dad's headstone." So Jan Jan. She already has her headstone picked out, paid for, and her burial site. I at this point have a grin on my face and said so do you put flowers on the headstone? She says well yah, well no not my headstone but on the other families. I was like why do you have a headstone? Jan Jan, "so you know where to bury me." Eric jumps in at this point and asks my Mom if there are already dates on the headstone? Followed by how much is it going to cost to engrave those dates? In her Jan Janness she lets us know it's already paid for. Funny, too funny. I told my Mom to send me the picture of the headstone so I could blog about it but then I thought that really might bring a tear to my eye, so I found some other persons's pix of their headstone.