Summer toes!

Flamingos in the ocean

New barn boots!

Piannisimo!

Pianissimo!

I finally got a piano, we got it in Gooding on Memorial Day. It is a Baldwin that the lady got in Boise from a music dealer, it is in wonderful shape and all the dates of when it has been tuned are written inside, it was owned by a music teacher. It is wonderful to have, and I have to take my turn in line to play it because Garrett and Shay love it!

Tricky the lonely cat, Shay saying "Here kitty, kitty!", and Garrett acting like Napoleon Dynamite. Everything to him is a sword, he actually just bought a pirate sword with his chore money and is watching "Treasure Island" as we speak.

Sunshine on my shoulder...

I decided to only do blog/facebook things one day a week from now on, I've been wasting time, can you believe it? So today is the day. Not much to report. Tricky is sad that his crazy black cat friend was captured. The first night he kept jumping up on my window sill and yowled at me, I sprayed him with a spray bottle. Garrett saw the eye Dr. Monday for his yearly check up. He's getting new lenses (his are so scratched) and they will be a new Rx, he is becoming more near sighted and has more of an ?astygmatism? That is a big word, I think it has to do with your eye shape. I decided to post pictures of my spring time yard, because that is what I love to do. As John Denver once sang, "Sunshine--on my shoulder--makes me happy--" So true. Oh and happy anniversary to Matt and I today! We are going to the new Night at the Museum movie tomorrow. Oh and I may have found a piano to buy, in Gooding. Just need to excite the husband about this idea, too bad it's not closer!

The battle of Hockitt

We have all kinds of interesting cat happenings here. Once I adopted the cutest calico kitty (in picture, right) from an alley and come to find out a 10 year old girl was missing it and my neighbor kids helped rescue it from my house. Then another neighbor brought it back to me. It was so traumatizing. So the latest story--we have had Tricky, a black cat our neighbors got from a gas station, for a year. Then a scrawny wild kitty that is also black has been hanging around since winter. Garrett calls it Hockitt. All this time it has never once let us hold it, and it's so jumpy. It bolts away all the time, but it eats our cat food. So today Garrett left the door open and it got in our house. I was mowing the lawn and Garrett was chasing it all over the house. When I came in, I tried to get it out with a broom and by spraying it with a spray bottle to make it mad and run for the door. He got mad alright, but he didn't run for the door. He jumped up on the table by Shay (who SCREAMED) did a chin up on the window sill, and ran downstairs. I sent the kids outside so I could think straight. I called Matt and left him a message that he says is quite hillarious, and kept calling him about 17 more times. He was in Burley and could not help. I tried getting the cat into a box, so I could throw a blanket on the top and throw it in the garbage or something. I was too freaked out to wrestle the thing though. When Matt called me back I told him to bring home something to kill the dumb thing. Then prayers be realized, I saw the animal control man drive by. I was going to flag him down but I wasn't quick enough. So I called and got his secretary who sent him over. He was a bald, tanned, stern looking figure who got the job done. He asked if I knew who the cat belonged to, I said, "As far as I know it's a stray" And now you know...the rest of the story.

Meet Shay

Shay is 19 months old. His vocabulary is great for his age! "No, won't!" "Not yet!" "Doing?" "Biper stinky, P.U.!" The list goes on. He has been calling his dad Matt for the past month, following his big bro.'s example. Tonight it evolved to "Matty". I like that one. His true loves are: pick-ups, and his daddy. In close second place is motorcycles (just to watch, not ride), Grandpa Bingham, and Uncle Peter. He runs fast for a chubby kid and has taken up throwing fits in public--church, stores, you name it. But yet he has a very sweet, cuddly side, and we love him lots.

Meet Garrett

Garrett turned 4 yesterday! He wants to be a swimming coach when he grows up, and a hunter on a four wheeler. His favorite form of play is playing with his jungle animals, and he loves the Madagascar movies. He loves helping at Grandpa B's barn, riding Grandpa M's horses, and helping his dad in any way. He is diabetic and very awesome about it, an insulin pump makes it very bearable! He is as loud as any child I've ever met, but we love him. His personality is so huge!

Meet Annie

I enjoy baking things that are good to eat, but I shouldn't so I try not to. I don't like other forms of cooking though. I like gardening, especially flowers. I like to walk and bike and sometimes run. I like camping and fishing, and watching my children learn good things or seeing them be kind. Our five year anniversary is next week and I have to say, I love the big lummox. He is a very selfless person, and I lucked out.

Meet Matt

Meet the family. Like you don't already know us. Matt recently finished his master's degree in business at NNU. Work is now getting busy for him in his position as crop advisor for Crop Production Services in Burley, ID. He enjoys gardening, farming (helping his dad), hobby tractor toys, wood working, and teasing his wife and children. Yesterday he tried to run over some ducks just to make me scream. Can you imagine the crunching sound it would make? I did scream. He thinks blogs are a waste so I can post all kinds of embarrassing pictures of him and he'll never know :)

This is a picture of Matt w/ sisters Lauren and Katie.

Blog savvy

I am officially becoming blog savvy today. For my family, it means I will not send out e-mails with a zillion pictures anymore. You can stalk me this way instead. And for my friends, now you can stalk me as I do you!