In Memory of a Great Man...

2 1/2 years ago, my dad's brother Dan, was diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease. He and my dad were only two years apart growing up and inseperable. We were so sorry to hear a few months ago how quickly his disease was spreading. His wife wanted everyone together for a family reunion. Here is a photo of those that could make it up to see him. He passed away a week ago Sunday. It seems that I am not the only one who thought he was a neat person. He served for many years in Pocatello law enforcement. They did a spread on him in the Idaho State Journal and his funeral procession was even broadcast on the Idaho news channel. We will surely miss one of the great men.

Our Final Summer Excursion

We decided to spend the day on the other side of the mountain today. We spent some much needed relaxing time in the sand and water. The kids had a blast getting filthy and swimming. Then we drove up to Minnetonka cave and braved the hike in. I was so impressed with how good all of the kids did. Hudson seemed to enjoy it, but I didn't realize how well he was listening until he basically recited the tour for my sister. He remembered all of the facts and names. I think he might be ready to get back to some formal education. I took this picture just after the tour guide told us about the amount of bats that hibernate in the cave. Chevy was nervous about seeing all of them. We were glad that there was only one sleeping on the ceiling and that no pack rats came to join our tour, another scary notion from the tour guide.

Our Newest Additions...

It appears that we have a mouse problem. But, just like all things in our life it is no regular mouse problem. I am so fortunate that mice do not get in my house, they do however, get in our vehicles. Weird, I know, but we have already sold one car to the problem and now they have infested the truck. Yikes. It is not cool to be driving down the road when a mouse runs out from under your seat, worse yet was the mouse and family of three babies, so we got some CATS. Now, we have tried our hand at kitty farming before and they always run away or seem to find their self under our tires. When my mom called and said that she had an older stray show up at her house I told her I would be right over. As luck would have it that cat ran away in less than twenty-four hours. Next Mitch's dad called and said that he knew a guy with a stray at his house so we went to pick it up. Two days later we found the first cat 1/2 mile down the street on the neighbors porch. So now we have two and I'm happy to report they are still present and accounted for after three weeks of child abuse...oops I mean love.