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Parker has been working on his Eagle project at The Girls Home in Mantua Utah. He has been digging out all the old concrete wooden benches to prep it for a new concrete pad to cover the whole fire pit area. He has been working with the Missionary assigned to Camp Mantua Bro. Lemon.<br />
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Above one of Parker's fellow boy scout helping brake up the concrete. Below Mark, Meg, Sariah . Mark taking the wooden bench off the old concrete forms. The girls helped load the old concrete into the bed of the truck to hall away. Triumph Youth services Boys has also been Helping Parker with his Eagle Project.<br />
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Hopefully Parker will be done before school starts. It has been a great learning experience for Parker. Hard work can be very rewarding. Not to mention he can be destructive in a constructive way. Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-24141243344353602902013-07-20T14:25:00.001-06:002013-07-20T14:25:12.481-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">The week before Collin left on his mission was packed with all sorts of extended family fun. We went camping with Mark's family in Idaho at Buena Vista Sand dunes. We had fun making memories with the cousins. Sadly Darn, ugh, I left the Sim card for the camera home. So no pics of the Gibby family camp out. </span> <span style="font-size: large;">My dad was up from Arkansas for Collin's farewell. We all wanted to spend some time with grandpa. We , my sister Christel my niece Ireland Collin parker Sariah meg and I went to Pine view reservoir. <strong>Above</strong> Sariah was so brave she kayaked all by herself for the very first time. She did a great job. <strong>Below </strong>Collin and meg in a kayak together. Meg loved it she was not afraid at all. In fact she wanted to go all by herself and row. Maybe next time we told her.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Above:</strong> Cousin Ireland, Grandpa Grange and Meg enjoying the Beach<strong>. Below</strong>: Collin and Grandpa Grange. </span><br />
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Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-59374989240682384752013-07-20T13:37:00.000-06:002013-07-20T13:37:16.457-06:00 Mark and I took Collin through the Brigham City temple in June. We had a great excuse to go as many times to the temple as time would allow with Collin before he left on his mission. Collin had his Farewell on July 17th. He did an awesome Job on his talk. I kept thinking after his talk wow he has grown up tons this is not the same Collin he was a year ago he is ready to be a missionary. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Collin got his mission call. He has been called to serve in the Seattle, Washington mission. He leaves for the MTC July 17 2013.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">When Collin opened his letter and I read Seattle WA., my first thought was of my belated mother Margaret. My mother so loved the Seattle WA. area. My dad tried for years to get a job there unsuccessfully. I spent a few fond family vacations to Seattle as a kid. My thoughts again turned to my mom, well mom in my heart I said you never got to live there and you were so drawn to Seattle guess you had a hand in sending your grandson there from beyond the veil. As these thoughts quickly crossed my mind I really felt my mom that evening confirming what I thought and she was there in our family room that day as Collin opened his call and read Seattle WA. I was so glad Collin was called to serve in the states. My mother was a very social loving person she helped many people come back to the fold with her pure unconditional Christ like love. Every ward she lived in the relief society always gave her the quote hard ones to visit teach. She had a way to about her that she literally loved them with friendship. She truly was a great member missionary. She could not go to Seattle in her life time as she was drawn so she sent her grandson to finish the work she felt left undone in Seattle. I was not ready for him to go foreign and to learn a new language thanks mom for putting that heavenly plug for your grandson and letting me know this is where the lord truly wants him to go.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Collin Graduated May 29th 2013. I think he had senioritis about 6 weeks before graduation he was just ready to be done. He is excited to leave for his up coming mission. We he returns in summer 2015 he will be attending Utah State University in Logan Utah fall Semester.</span><br />
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Summer has come to an end :( The kids are all back in school. I actually am not excited. I love having my kids around, sleeping in, and going on family adventures. This is a monumental school year, Collin will be graduating this year ! I am not ready for him to graduate. It makes me sad our family life will never be the same. It is the last year we will all be together as a family! So we have planned a trip to Disneyland over fall break our last big vacation together as a family before Collin goes off to college and then his Mission. Not excited for this School year !Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-92110368873686094902012-08-27T13:54:00.000-06:002012-08-27T13:54:07.979-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Gibby Family<br />
(Left Front) Emily, Kennady, Ma Gibby, Alex, Zac, Caitlain, Mckenna, Bryan,<br />
(Back)Trevor, Mitchell, &Pa Gibby.<br />
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Camp! We hiked a gruelling 32 miles in four days. Our ankles and legs were covered in dirt.It was hot .We were serinaded and sung to by our boys Alex, Zac,Trevor, and Bryan almost the whole time. They sung song after song enteraining us while pulling he hand carts. It was tough, but I would do it all over again no question. I know the Gibby family knows they can do hard things especially with faith. </div>
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Meg and I hiking up the road. It was a cool day. It sprinkled the whole time we were hiking. We came home a little damp. I think I would not mind a little rain on the trek as long as it was not at night. I have hiked in blazing sun and rain. I like rain better. Rain cools you down.<br />
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At the end of the Perry canyon there is a really cool old mine at the end of the trail head. Mark is again loving taffy.<br />
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Mark and the kids at the entrance to the Old mine. Below is me, Beckee, with the kids at the entrance to the mine. We have had a really fun time together as a family preping ourselves for the Pioneer Trek. We (meaning Mark, Collin, and I) leave for the Trek one week from today. We are excited to finally be going, having six month a prep work involved. I hope we are ready spiritually and physically. It is going to be a grueling monumentous task to walk 28 miles with NO SHADE in four days. The theme for our trek is "..Have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong..." ETHER 12:27 I know we are all going to have times on this trek when we sttruggle. Remebering this theme will help us to remember we can rely on our heavenly father. We have walked, and walked prayed, and trained for months we now need to have faith in the lord for then after all we have done he will then make our weekness strong.<br />
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Collin and Meg....Collin found this old TV on our way back thought it made a good picture memento of our fun times we have had training for Trek.Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-41749034628889897932012-07-11T13:17:00.000-06:002012-07-11T13:17:13.517-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is one steep hike up hill all the way Short, but brutal! We found some shade rested and ate dinner than hiked back down!<br />
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Sariah and Mark enjoying taffy on the way down!Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-35983439346982023612012-06-30T12:15:00.000-06:002012-06-30T12:15:01.894-06:00June flew by!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">June went by to quickly summer is 1/3 over with :(</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">here are our june highlights.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> Manti pageant with Mark's Family!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We have been asked to be a Ma and A Pa for our stake pioneer trek. We have been training and getting ready. Mark and I have been walking and walking here we are walking up to the girls home in Mantua Utah.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Me, Beckee, Hiking again in prep for the Trek with the young Men for mutal night and our bishop, who will be a trail boss on the trek.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Introducing Ma and Pa Gibby Trek training with the stake!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Hiking again in Manti, Utah around the campground lake . Sariah and Cousin kelsey Walton.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Mark and I at the Salt Lake Temple for my cousin Ane Houser's wedding. It was nice to take a break from the hiking and training for the trek and spend a day with my mom's family. I love being around my family joyous day! Only 18 day left until the trek hope we are ready! The longest yet we have hiked is over 9 miles, but we weren't pulling a hand cart. Can we do 30 miles in less than 4 days! </span>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-58530810831779846652012-06-30T11:36:00.000-06:002012-06-30T11:36:41.327-06:00Sariah the critter catcher!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Sariah nature girl and critter catcher!</span> </div>
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At our family reunion at a camp ground in Manti utah, Sariah caught a lizard a bull frog and little fishes. She caught her fishes with a stick she attached a cup to the end of it. Just look how much she just adores that little creature that just bit her cousin Desiree on the chin! </div>
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Sariah's cousins from left Desiree, Katie walton, Natalie, brother Parker, Joseph, and sister Meg all looking at Sariah's bull frog she is holding in her hand.</div>
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Sariah with (left) cousin Kelsey walton, Natalie, and Katie Watlon looking at the fish in the cup they just caught.Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-75868569294993751252012-04-08T15:49:00.003-06:002012-04-08T16:13:07.723-06:00<img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 292px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729152331717473314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbROsGW8yirl4Qs7AsjMCTj_f6XY8UiUiQD1JCldLMx8-HEAsp4dyWE1liVPC7CQ36tXAkvWBisCQxI1j3Mhp6gHGAohpmTj_XeU22yUKJt8r1Ufrs4uHCHK_ccfeC819zNbk0tApsHWk/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" /> Happy Easter
Easter 2012. I love taking the kids pictures at Easter time to see how much they have grown over the past year. Meg has the most noticable growth on her, but all of them are just going to have to be feed less so they will stop growing !
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo46lOeCP30rMjwUIXzVw96DIoJLibruks9VPfNv20DXoJUrtFfsXcZFara6Zpk6HaFfe6JxUHkDIn6J2XHMYa6PG1DUXOBtyfBCgEqsH6wue8C-ukkgKiXj1Q5KKynSzFOKL0C6OfMlI/s1600/IMG_1099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 329px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729152319442612338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo46lOeCP30rMjwUIXzVw96DIoJLibruks9VPfNv20DXoJUrtFfsXcZFara6Zpk6HaFfe6JxUHkDIn6J2XHMYa6PG1DUXOBtyfBCgEqsH6wue8C-ukkgKiXj1Q5KKynSzFOKL0C6OfMlI/s400/IMG_1099.JPG" /></a> Mark and molly
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<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoQ3I7wAss9aOgoOUUCDruS7uQIA7ZukSZSFhoSsMJOtWUY-QWijbCuU6jT6AJjtSqBKKWcpydSWLmBSXQrZXF9dzr1z1lHLkq3SMtB0dOmN1YhyqQiWhvzZcAQqtys5Q0SKoxiBemu8/s1600/IMG_1097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729151778732477378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoQ3I7wAss9aOgoOUUCDruS7uQIA7ZukSZSFhoSsMJOtWUY-QWijbCuU6jT6AJjtSqBKKWcpydSWLmBSXQrZXF9dzr1z1lHLkq3SMtB0dOmN1YhyqQiWhvzZcAQqtys5Q0SKoxiBemu8/s400/IMG_1097.JPG" /></a> Collin Almost 17 the leader of the pack.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyphenhyphencoCAFNPgu3rE-3hy_9fwKKOpkuhZ_EQ_Uhm3TYc7iLArn9i_sG0791GcLYS_3Ea7KK6xXkWYaOpYfQsVmk_B2xszedk4Y6yeUYbIplMul6MtLzd7iCUhLFwkFjiKrG6c4Q2sQdqvGI/s1600/IMG_1076.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729151775168016226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihyphenhyphencoCAFNPgu3rE-3hy_9fwKKOpkuhZ_EQ_Uhm3TYc7iLArn9i_sG0791GcLYS_3Ea7KK6xXkWYaOpYfQsVmk_B2xszedk4Y6yeUYbIplMul6MtLzd7iCUhLFwkFjiKrG6c4Q2sQdqvGI/s400/IMG_1076.JPG" /></a> I love this pic it is Collin's personality shining through. Love the Hair.
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<div>Parker has become quit the babysitter. He gets calls all the time from the neighbors to go babysit for them. He loves be able to save and have some money of his own to spend. Parker got glasses this week. We have to go pick them up on Monday.</div><div> </div><div>Sariah and Meg have been accepted into a charter school in Perry. They will be starting Promontory next fall year. Sariah is excited. Her best girl friend will also be going as well. We hope Meg will be able to get more hands on experince and more help with her behavior problems. She is a lot like Collin we are sure she has ADD like him. It is sad to have your first grader visit the principles office!</div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-57998050323433745382011-11-22T16:11:00.002-07:002011-11-22T16:19:23.514-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Collin James Gibby 16</span></div>
<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVKLSWaE-0tiabdTpW-Oxb4yOmBJlEvNy_7vwpDErtt6EKeFMySaA2LHkkEnpT5iMAK3cXdUnm-6JErDdvZ2SzTUodUW9pzmlPFNnFkgWzfYo7juAtSSZbFaiVJMb_EqnEtFsYUyefBo/s1600/IMG_0948.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677961935658700690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVKLSWaE-0tiabdTpW-Oxb4yOmBJlEvNy_7vwpDErtt6EKeFMySaA2LHkkEnpT5iMAK3cXdUnm-6JErDdvZ2SzTUodUW9pzmlPFNnFkgWzfYo7juAtSSZbFaiVJMb_EqnEtFsYUyefBo/s400/IMG_0948.JPG" /></a> I just love this picture of Collin sitting on the fireplace doing his homework while trying to stay warm. Collin is a great kid with a strong testimony of the Gospel. He is a hard worker and always gives 110% in what ever he is doing. It is a privelge to be his mother.
</div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-340356482708483192011-11-22T15:41:00.002-07:002011-11-22T16:09:27.623-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Annual Snow Party 2011</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYjLznh-IGTQu1v_WdNdYHAp2YokD8WDPgkF00CBa-nwuy8-AJIe3PqPh1K2KMLilAJv87dIlkEZpx7sR56Ckqfo-h8oKKXtPnoCIUu3FVmj_ho9avWqitefNF2XlYkMwa5iIZvwngpM/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677954600424215410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYYjLznh-IGTQu1v_WdNdYHAp2YokD8WDPgkF00CBa-nwuy8-AJIe3PqPh1K2KMLilAJv87dIlkEZpx7sR56Ckqfo-h8oKKXtPnoCIUu3FVmj_ho9avWqitefNF2XlYkMwa5iIZvwngpM/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" /></a> Every fall year when it is the first snow fall of the year, we celebrate with a snow party. We make some sort of Snow man treat to eat. This year we made giant Snowman, sugar cookies. We frosted them and decorated them to look like frosty the Snow man. Then we watch a movie and we eat our snow treat with hot Cocoa. My kids love this tradition we started when Collin was just a little kid. They can't wait to have the first snow fall to celebrate! I love making memories with them. These are the kinds of things they will remember as adults. I still remember every year at Christmas time when I was young kid, going to grandpa Houser's to decorate a tree in remembrance of my Great Grandma Nanny. Nanny loved Christmas so much she would leave her tree out all year long . At Grandpa Houser's all the great grandchildren would decorate a small tree to remember Nanny. Then we would make Christmas trains out of candy. I also remember every New Years Eve we would have a glorious party with homemade donuts Grandpa Houser made. I hope someday I can celebrate the first snow fall with my grandchildren, while my kids reminisce of the day the had theirs.
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<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRElCZ1O49LCI64lm4fhtCG-bFYDZ3Bb2HRzgkq79Ouwp9tfvO9lPMHrO2WdeV825JU55CC94sUQr6DiAnmW-ytzwAmlvXdZLdMVAQOFAFecDn6hHIyHzekx4M0Q-4QJJJ1F1EejAuM4/s1600/IMG_0944.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677954588602854690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQRElCZ1O49LCI64lm4fhtCG-bFYDZ3Bb2HRzgkq79Ouwp9tfvO9lPMHrO2WdeV825JU55CC94sUQr6DiAnmW-ytzwAmlvXdZLdMVAQOFAFecDn6hHIyHzekx4M0Q-4QJJJ1F1EejAuM4/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" /></a>
<div></div></div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-29273861289669807512011-11-22T15:23:00.002-07:002011-11-22T15:41:25.240-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Halloween Pictures 2011</span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPqHXh153MfS3pdC9LaHJYm5M2yz1oE7Fqnic88WFaOFXvW4xxO1gdtRLHEtJzZ9g9zqXxuCAB9Qdr2tAE4gA4Fk3rFD4JvAzlmCAJugvHV83Fsoc-vwQkKBB5qfReoizV9oBQQyqWH8/s1600/IMG_0943.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677949949631551714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPqHXh153MfS3pdC9LaHJYm5M2yz1oE7Fqnic88WFaOFXvW4xxO1gdtRLHEtJzZ9g9zqXxuCAB9Qdr2tAE4gA4Fk3rFD4JvAzlmCAJugvHV83Fsoc-vwQkKBB5qfReoizV9oBQQyqWH8/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" /></a> Collin was Merlin the Magician, Parker was Harry Potter, Sariah was an Indian , Meg a Princess. The kids had fun trunk or treating and going to visit Great Grandpa Houser, and Grandpa-ma Gibby. Sariah and Parker had all their candy gone in a day and a half! Meg was sharing with her siblings 5 days later.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZomA0LG1hPLkR4CmVkDTYhVzAadryZOrj6EfA7xVOTDGv2paQycQjO4XQcKHMrAcH8KbGnlPR7oRkTfaeoPXQZZ0WETdX0xQoE5D6rsVqaJG73wZEw1bogHt1OnV2SEJ9KOBerbr3SSQ/s1600/IMG_0935.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677949942609537842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZomA0LG1hPLkR4CmVkDTYhVzAadryZOrj6EfA7xVOTDGv2paQycQjO4XQcKHMrAcH8KbGnlPR7oRkTfaeoPXQZZ0WETdX0xQoE5D6rsVqaJG73wZEw1bogHt1OnV2SEJ9KOBerbr3SSQ/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" /></a>Merlin and Morgana, Collin got to come to the Adult Gibby Halloween party this year. His first date ever! He had tons of fun he text simile faces to all his friends. It took him a lot of courage to ask a girl out. He had to over come is girl shyness, but he agrees it was worth it.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrBSFvPaTxLFjJOKol9NJSwGs2Cw-jH_ddNT1atfKqe5YAQzJYCIS24u9b-76YgkdLdhQRXBPq9CTIXLeALW-opH8jomPsTNLJUrhMUcaRljwhuVaglGDsonGqDOtvXBRqUSb2ke1TNE/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677949940306207826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrBSFvPaTxLFjJOKol9NJSwGs2Cw-jH_ddNT1atfKqe5YAQzJYCIS24u9b-76YgkdLdhQRXBPq9CTIXLeALW-opH8jomPsTNLJUrhMUcaRljwhuVaglGDsonGqDOtvXBRqUSb2ke1TNE/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" /></a> Mark and I had lot of fun portraying characters from American History. I was Sojourner Truth, and Mark was Abraham Lincoln. There is an actual picture of them together in the Library of Congress.
<div></div></div></div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-41023787471751373522011-10-18T09:00:00.002-06:002011-10-18T09:20:06.516-06:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;">Carving Sariah's home grown Pumpkins</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;">Oct. 2011</span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj943oTECIweENgHEzxuYM15d6thTyFeKVwwEKuoXsGMi7yUCb3Unc4ArPyfbHkbQUnTyBvZE0qSeEwyVsamfHf2VrwjreZbugy3gdkWzWDfDDKPeqUCqOTcSa06rR2ZBDmuuVfP9q136o/s1600/IMG_0915.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664848191269348594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj943oTECIweENgHEzxuYM15d6thTyFeKVwwEKuoXsGMi7yUCb3Unc4ArPyfbHkbQUnTyBvZE0qSeEwyVsamfHf2VrwjreZbugy3gdkWzWDfDDKPeqUCqOTcSa06rR2ZBDmuuVfP9q136o/s400/IMG_0915.JPG" /></a> Sariah Begged to plant pumpkins this year in our garden. We have never been successful with pumkins. They just never grew big enough to produce. Since we now garden in planter boxes I decided to let her plant pumkins. Wow we had 13 pumkins this year! Sariah was so proud of her self cause she planted them all by herself. We carved a few of them last night, and invited some of the neighbors kids with us as well.
<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0xzjYGycQHjwY-opVHi6QbDvX1kJxmxjPihuhMWqem7GO0dA4MN9mS6vD8sNwP3NiSPee_nc0u2xfbHUI0NDdopTW4rMOBMabJX3rfDzrqGUs4D1ErrDZbQUXmFU04uCmaGm9P-42XJg/s1600/IMG_0916.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664848184985542338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0xzjYGycQHjwY-opVHi6QbDvX1kJxmxjPihuhMWqem7GO0dA4MN9mS6vD8sNwP3NiSPee_nc0u2xfbHUI0NDdopTW4rMOBMabJX3rfDzrqGUs4D1ErrDZbQUXmFU04uCmaGm9P-42XJg/s400/IMG_0916.JPG" /></a> Meg's scary pumkin. She drew it ands I carved it for her.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6m3f7OmERkUsWP3Nl82ZtUPfZeoWLa6nNB2jPxx3TQmNHLg3VtDDqP5dFG8_S0vO3l6HZdxW_CaeODYsgnVaL0IU64KgFNz2G_Ib34mX-lv07ntYjJIjLKaMgxDIYFJx6bNODlwOY89I/s1600/IMG_0917.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664847918920993266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6m3f7OmERkUsWP3Nl82ZtUPfZeoWLa6nNB2jPxx3TQmNHLg3VtDDqP5dFG8_S0vO3l6HZdxW_CaeODYsgnVaL0IU64KgFNz2G_Ib34mX-lv07ntYjJIjLKaMgxDIYFJx6bNODlwOY89I/s400/IMG_0917.JPG" /></a>
Sariah and her "masacared Bloody" Pumkin.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpECjt5mIhl2r2s_LPnssaW6O5ZCg8k7jLWALf06fBYYInX_neot_7tLv4NV_IZDo6DZKz7fifyDgwDaN-n_5f3hWYHgUT3-6COG8WJpsD9m3poE-MGb0kVmkYUyeVWucuBYNntlrQXQ/s1600/IMG_0919.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664847910110171842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpECjt5mIhl2r2s_LPnssaW6O5ZCg8k7jLWALf06fBYYInX_neot_7tLv4NV_IZDo6DZKz7fifyDgwDaN-n_5f3hWYHgUT3-6COG8WJpsD9m3poE-MGb0kVmkYUyeVWucuBYNntlrQXQ/s400/IMG_0919.JPG" /></a>Collin just had his wisdom teeth pulled two hours before we carved pumkins. The numbness was just starting to wear off. He was starting to hurt. What a trooper. He called his pumkin brain surgery! Maybe cause he jsut had Minor surgery himself. He went to school today loaded up on ibus. He didn't want to miss and have tons of makeup work. We did it Monday so he would be off work and have the rest of fall break to recoup.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStIsi7sphkYYB84ASAiR482jVPTsra5dP1j1_L79eD79g6HwmwEty_k7W5BOQffjmm60m1ZQFglpRBzyLVfkSM4_z_nxCXX1WC7zRbMHCjBt4mW01WqQhx9rAE3CfPkmQnlm_zmaGGmI/s1600/IMG_0920.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664847900294742514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStIsi7sphkYYB84ASAiR482jVPTsra5dP1j1_L79eD79g6HwmwEty_k7W5BOQffjmm60m1ZQFglpRBzyLVfkSM4_z_nxCXX1WC7zRbMHCjBt4mW01WqQhx9rAE3CfPkmQnlm_zmaGGmI/s400/IMG_0920.JPG" /></a> Parker and his big eyed pumkin. I love the nose!</div>
<div>Hope everyone has a safe and Fun Halloween.
<div></div></div></div></div></div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-52164569997059376572011-08-31T21:30:00.002-06:002011-08-31T21:40:25.671-06:00My oldest, Collin, is growing up. He got his first Job today at Maddox Ranch House as a dishwasher. He starts this Sat. Sept. 3. I remember when he was a baby coming home from the hospital, he was smaller than a loaf of bread in his daddy's arms. My how time is going too quickly. I only have a few years left before he flies the coop. Somewhere along the line, Mark and I got old.
Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-15844212827484439112011-08-30T20:35:00.002-06:002011-08-30T21:00:11.271-06:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Good By to Mrs. Piggy</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEc72YLKnmoZdYBkdj-ZYa1rubnBcBT6rhjU2jYZoHdKdzV97i_Nh6lMVUff-DGD6Oofyh9tkC5-3deX-Wkd1diDvPXJ8bb1V-q_swxnO8Yska7KQj7VQCrTGWLPIqImCV6dnbqwQHwhs/s1600/IMG_0908.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646843847967517314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEc72YLKnmoZdYBkdj-ZYa1rubnBcBT6rhjU2jYZoHdKdzV97i_Nh6lMVUff-DGD6Oofyh9tkC5-3deX-Wkd1diDvPXJ8bb1V-q_swxnO8Yska7KQj7VQCrTGWLPIqImCV6dnbqwQHwhs/s400/IMG_0908.JPG" /></a> We bought this cute sleek silver Nissan truck, about five years ago. Sadly she was put to rest this week when someone pulled in front of her in Willard Utah. The other guys insurance company declared Mrs. Piggy totaled. I am sure she will become a donor for her various parts living on in someone truck.
<div>The kids got to say good bye to her one more time. She will be missed. She was a great little truck. We are grateful to her for keeping Mark safe and sacrificing herself on mark's behalf. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizcOiDHpJjJG7TpeFZL-TR-C31lCrHHCS63_lhFgJaQqmpPcQeNaQYsYGiF2WQbQh_5h3g9QrGrSrUQo8r4RHKOy1CQ9uNMpmRo69HJxT12BFVldT-y4_UCSxEr2dtjtVSlMpZ3P06KS4/s1600/IMG_0907.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646843843669924194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizcOiDHpJjJG7TpeFZL-TR-C31lCrHHCS63_lhFgJaQqmpPcQeNaQYsYGiF2WQbQh_5h3g9QrGrSrUQo8r4RHKOy1CQ9uNMpmRo69HJxT12BFVldT-y4_UCSxEr2dtjtVSlMpZ3P06KS4/s400/IMG_0907.JPG" /></a>
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Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-17715531421175093782011-08-11T12:57:00.006-06:002011-08-11T13:38:15.336-06:00
<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000066;">Lagoon 2011</span>
We had a blast! We stayed all day right up until closing time. We got wet from riding the Rattle Snake Rapids and the log flume. Helping keep us cool. It was nice for all of us to be able to go on all the rides together. Meg was a trooper and went on all the big kid rides her only request was the Merry go round. The boys and all of us went on that ride with and for her. We Created Great family memories.
<span style="color:#000066;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFb_YmN0j3GB9rDQvXp2aAURreLlQ4iCNXM9G8TZf_IR5dK9DFFQybW65hDVSbGMz6lcQ_7sjtZ1swYWMGjUsVuJlbTtd5ohrC5y0otx6JCp6seo_3SMMY5qNk7OuVWa2Og2izfgIc3w/s1600/IMG_0880.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639678901745387554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFb_YmN0j3GB9rDQvXp2aAURreLlQ4iCNXM9G8TZf_IR5dK9DFFQybW65hDVSbGMz6lcQ_7sjtZ1swYWMGjUsVuJlbTtd5ohrC5y0otx6JCp6seo_3SMMY5qNk7OuVWa2Og2izfgIc3w/s400/IMG_0880.JPG" /></a> Eating our traditional Ice cream from pioneer village.
<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkCRK_obVFTskg2q1B7tNnZQC49mihRF4q0cZlh5mVp9udsZpHtpDVTVGa9pcnCtnPAPm9996y8VX60bInas2-aP2tX7Q4zIP-QRqKRsc7qxXudFnTqjCmmy_UTaUf6wzJvAVIxF1KhZU/s1600/IMG_0895.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639677666038164786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkCRK_obVFTskg2q1B7tNnZQC49mihRF4q0cZlh5mVp9udsZpHtpDVTVGa9pcnCtnPAPm9996y8VX60bInas2-aP2tX7Q4zIP-QRqKRsc7qxXudFnTqjCmmy_UTaUf6wzJvAVIxF1KhZU/s400/IMG_0895.JPG" /></a> Meg found a friend in line waiting to ride the bat.
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Parker enjoying his Ice cream!
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Riding on the train.
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<div>We got stuck on the Sky Ride for 5 minutes until it finally started to move.
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Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-20191228415005872262011-07-29T15:32:00.003-06:002011-07-29T15:56:27.361-06:00<span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">The perils of having a teenagers!
</span>I would Have to put <span style="color:#3333ff;">drivivng at the top</span> of my list.
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Collin got his learner permit to drive this week. I must say it is scary giving the keys over to your teenager to drive a massive, larger than life machine that could kill maim or cause destructive damage. Did I mention I get butterflies every time I get in the car with him. I am gripping the dummy bar as hard as I can while praying as he tires to back out of the drive way and we are not even on the road yet!
Actually he is learning quite well. Every time he drives he gets a little better. It is just me the mom, but just to let you know my son is driving. <span style="color:#3366ff;">Do you know where I can buy a tank?</span>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-51409443990509482902011-07-11T13:32:00.004-06:002011-07-11T13:51:23.993-06:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;">Collin's 16th Birthday May 15</span></div>
<div align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;">I am a little late in posting these but better late than never. I can not believe Collin is 16. My time goes to quickly. He was so excited to open his main gift his very own cell phone! It was not his own car, but little cousin katie walton took care of that and gave collin a couple of her brother matthew's Hot Wheel Cars (I do not think Matthew new he even gave them to collin.) Collin had a great laugh at Katie's "generosity" Oh and Matthew's too. Collin also got a great laugh for Aunt Chelsea Grange. She had to wrap her gift for Collin in the infamous "CORN DOG BOX"</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzcYZGc803ZOn1cYNeMd-eWv_aKvlqN2VBV3s3KNH_bv0iqGZzj2YM0MHwfxnQ2UsbCXnHcy7s-w4aKnprN9DIiAIonwHN3M7-FNs2mzs4DXdo4MwC0TCNPceK-AXsMwoDDNnb-3xOlnY/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628182585254088882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzcYZGc803ZOn1cYNeMd-eWv_aKvlqN2VBV3s3KNH_bv0iqGZzj2YM0MHwfxnQ2UsbCXnHcy7s-w4aKnprN9DIiAIonwHN3M7-FNs2mzs4DXdo4MwC0TCNPceK-AXsMwoDDNnb-3xOlnY/s400/IMG_0522.JPG" /></a>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-39201571370324305062011-06-20T13:02:00.003-06:002011-06-20T14:04:54.781-06:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">"Toads" with Mark's Family June 9, 2011</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVjHBO4FtDWzZ-IRc8uKTIBdTI2EEvQ4dpKF2xS_LUIJ7WCoU-FiuKhMbmomkB7KaOB0a4zSCMtLDihsY4FGhYvswe95hVIZ7ylhhKzQu2Zq1z5Tcq3k89zV7vdO-QNlL_psKWcOd56A/s1600/IMG_0704.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620389443204496578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrVjHBO4FtDWzZ-IRc8uKTIBdTI2EEvQ4dpKF2xS_LUIJ7WCoU-FiuKhMbmomkB7KaOB0a4zSCMtLDihsY4FGhYvswe95hVIZ7ylhhKzQu2Zq1z5Tcq3k89zV7vdO-QNlL_psKWcOd56A/s400/IMG_0704.JPG" /></a> Sheri and Amber Gibby in the blue car. Scott and Alex Gibby in the Green car.
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<div></div></div></div></div>Beckeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04451029104021390079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3867017769976975284.post-80803809255652695992011-06-18T13:53:00.010-06:002011-06-18T14:55:33.800-06:00<span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">Gibby Family Camp out June 2011</span>
It is a very rare opportinity to have all of marks family together. We were excited to learn all of them could make it for the yearly family camp out. We went to Big Springs camp ground near Lava Hot Springs in Idaho. Picture of Mark and all five of his Siblings with mom and dad ( bottom) from left to right Bryan, Mark, Dale, Darren, Kristen, Scott. Oddly enough they put themselves in birth order.
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It was so cold up there. At first it was sunny and nice. That lasted about an hour before the rain clouds became our contast companion. We began to paint our family shirts as the wind started blowing. It was almost imposible to paint in the wind.
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<div>Sariah found snow with molly, that was how cold it was the snow had not melted yet!
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It was intersing trying to cook in the wind. The camp chef's kept going out. Dinner was mmm yummy if i do say so. (I cooked B.Q mixed meat, and cheesy hashbrowns)
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Some hid out in Bryan hauling trailer tell the wind and rain was barable.
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The kids hid out in a trailer, scott brought, watching movies to stay warm. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih-MLyDIqGkEykYRfnS4KLHeaNvuJspnrNPQ2ieIKLmwVDCcUxpBNq9IL2uYISp2Xx0bs7Vi732gA4g0Csmba3FeKDEnr7Hs0I6z1HCoI7fGVVIe1uO7GA13NXw_JpihiD8XAjf-CUA-o/s1600/IMG_0567.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619651664722251266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih-MLyDIqGkEykYRfnS4KLHeaNvuJspnrNPQ2ieIKLmwVDCcUxpBNq9IL2uYISp2Xx0bs7Vi732gA4g0Csmba3FeKDEnr7Hs0I6z1HCoI7fGVVIe1uO7GA13NXw_JpihiD8XAjf-CUA-o/s400/IMG_0567.JPG" /></a> </div>
<div>We had one hour of luck without wind or poring rain. We were finally able to light a fire at the fire pit. We played minute to win it games. Like the Cookie game her. Parker is trying to inch his cookie across his face without using his hands to get into his mouth.
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Here is Meg trying to get her cookie into her mouth.
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We also sang songs and did skits. Our good weather did not last. Soon we were all hundled under the pavillion or in tralers again.
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We ended up packing up the next day! It was to cold and rainy. Our two day camp became one day. We all went back to home my place for a warm sunny dinner.
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