
While we've been out . . . we have been busy living a lot of life!

Quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!-Author unknown-

Along the way we have had a few bumps and bruises . . . .Our little crop is getting so big!
Nauvoo . . . I want to go back. What an amazing place. I will never forget walking the Trail of Tears in the bitter cold as the Saints did so many years ago. Thank you Eric and Reagan, we love you and miss you.






A happy 2nd birthday for our Sawyer boy.

And who slept with all of his presents? . . . I will give you a hint . . .

Happiness is the intoxication produced by the moment
of poise between a satisfactory past, and an
immediate future, rich with promise.
-Ella Mailhart-











