tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334910002024-03-06T20:48:54.507-08:00Halliday Familiestwhallidayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251835895401573103noreply@blogger.comBlogger134125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-16831727822643826002013-11-05T21:46:00.001-08:002013-11-05T21:46:02.674-08:00Brynn and Halli are enjoying horseback riding classes!<br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkF2SxmoAq3it-_wPgrlIKmUuk_Pb2eYQxcwJgQwLo7qNzoeex1rCovtC_Nktcs9JhQbwvSt9pn1L8vkief9CGOIBa861FWds428511tMpF-fHVky6YY4_tIaCERHrwBWjB4FL_A/s640/blogger-image--65200628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkF2SxmoAq3it-_wPgrlIKmUuk_Pb2eYQxcwJgQwLo7qNzoeex1rCovtC_Nktcs9JhQbwvSt9pn1L8vkief9CGOIBa861FWds428511tMpF-fHVky6YY4_tIaCERHrwBWjB4FL_A/s640/blogger-image--65200628.jpg"></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0Medford Medford42.317325 -122.862706tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-65302710475352919362013-04-15T10:33:00.001-07:002013-04-15T10:33:46.732-07:00April children <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOzSsC9_j2xquv-urxsU9MCHFjCL3D6kbgg_iMozIJKUOwiYUx7XZKZ222WPYImp2Wc-OAJrrJztwBo3d9JcCyOXoPoh2qBTCJxKJgw7c4EkR_z1YbyDHmtHyYnYoqMob0l0viw/s640/blogger-image--1322004084.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOzSsC9_j2xquv-urxsU9MCHFjCL3D6kbgg_iMozIJKUOwiYUx7XZKZ222WPYImp2Wc-OAJrrJztwBo3d9JcCyOXoPoh2qBTCJxKJgw7c4EkR_z1YbyDHmtHyYnYoqMob0l0viw/s640/blogger-image--1322004084.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-82959929502444887732013-03-17T02:39:00.001-07:002013-03-17T02:39:38.649-07:00Emma Kaye and her sister and cousins <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbvLpu0iC8PdGOSe9Uo0ccYfCKUBbIR32p8alb6QAKB8pE4PIeeysouUCZxeT7ytTcTxfZjDajabVBtPX4KX42RcqSApfOZFF2fj848p6CkeYqNg5k854iPaivW4Ic1T-LgFcOIw/s640/blogger-image-42636560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbvLpu0iC8PdGOSe9Uo0ccYfCKUBbIR32p8alb6QAKB8pE4PIeeysouUCZxeT7ytTcTxfZjDajabVBtPX4KX42RcqSApfOZFF2fj848p6CkeYqNg5k854iPaivW4Ic1T-LgFcOIw/s640/blogger-image-42636560.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-32563095773880783292013-03-17T02:27:00.001-07:002013-03-17T02:27:33.784-07:00Happy Birthday Emma, it seems like yesterday you were just a baby and now you are such a pretty little girl. We love you. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT4xjzObMf6bLU4_Ly2zAp78qwQnKcziKkxmUY0zCxainUqnvs9anqtiedZTL0ZpVxsGpvdZyoJd7adkjz2z0KpNpPjBW5lY8cH7K95ApXrFhn4F69ro5FWtjzq3KEiCaLmFRoAA/s640/blogger-image-419120545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT4xjzObMf6bLU4_Ly2zAp78qwQnKcziKkxmUY0zCxainUqnvs9anqtiedZTL0ZpVxsGpvdZyoJd7adkjz2z0KpNpPjBW5lY8cH7K95ApXrFhn4F69ro5FWtjzq3KEiCaLmFRoAA/s640/blogger-image-419120545.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-34525402672511129922013-02-28T13:02:00.001-08:002013-02-28T13:02:43.154-08:00February BirthdaysWe seem to have many Feb Bdays in our family with Trent, Steve, Grae, Rebecca , and Gage!!! We love each one so much. They are each a great blessing to our family in many ways . May God Bless them. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFvJ2-1rhzujgq8avWF413BUSdIk8Y6gNH2sSxP9vzeDixVI9ZthzzYYJWOfvQbmiR71rQEg7Og6vwsJHlllguYL7iSGa9YFOUpFAYsL8lZ8ha5c1upN8KCw1FGIL8TGEFBdGDhQ/s640/blogger-image--590631845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFvJ2-1rhzujgq8avWF413BUSdIk8Y6gNH2sSxP9vzeDixVI9ZthzzYYJWOfvQbmiR71rQEg7Og6vwsJHlllguYL7iSGa9YFOUpFAYsL8lZ8ha5c1upN8KCw1FGIL8TGEFBdGDhQ/s640/blogger-image--590631845.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-25380368421177231342013-02-28T12:57:00.001-08:002013-02-28T12:57:57.381-08:00Valentine DanceI am proud of Maddy and her good choices. She is a good example and let's her light shine so others can see her Christlike attitude. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJAh64GcyIgegyNPgopx-JRfxzBCvxpgMUG68Cm85O0TOlhYgpcZmd07JxyB6211Gm9znwEw0oFI7obQ986dtnSOJZrHYyF5IyB9gXZqe6hA_it2FejJ6drCZ3vRzl2OiKhgw2g/s640/blogger-image--1513759338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJAh64GcyIgegyNPgopx-JRfxzBCvxpgMUG68Cm85O0TOlhYgpcZmd07JxyB6211Gm9znwEw0oFI7obQ986dtnSOJZrHYyF5IyB9gXZqe6hA_it2FejJ6drCZ3vRzl2OiKhgw2g/s640/blogger-image--1513759338.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-56513534960655191182013-01-26T15:19:00.001-08:002013-01-26T15:19:48.702-08:00CousinsI used to be a sub teacher in elementary schools. After the holiday the teachers would ask the kids to write about their vacation. Nine times out of ten they would say the best part of their vacation was the time they spent with their cousins. Parents may think getting together is a lot of work and even wonder if it is worth it.... Well it really is. The kids bond and they cherish memories. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWg6Xxgs5ews6M3dkdubddELetpN1ubKt7duORwYhNHUNnAaZPRtF71M1QGwPmIG71Bm1w-kYKZhPoD-ID7XMc_qL4__rL-Vp801rd6w4jv5snAFV0-i-FN_joAW9lLPhy9TtJA/s640/blogger-image--295739921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWg6Xxgs5ews6M3dkdubddELetpN1ubKt7duORwYhNHUNnAaZPRtF71M1QGwPmIG71Bm1w-kYKZhPoD-ID7XMc_qL4__rL-Vp801rd6w4jv5snAFV0-i-FN_joAW9lLPhy9TtJA/s640/blogger-image--295739921.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-80854117353676948972013-01-26T06:43:00.001-08:002013-01-26T06:43:43.146-08:00The FamilyThe most treasured memories we have are with our loved ones and good friends. I am also thankful for a ward family. I love the gospel plan. Our heavenly father created family ties so that we would never have to feel alone no matter where we are. You can drive to another state and go to church on Sunday and instantly feel like you know and love them. This is Christ's love. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpA5MB50BfrM-GKTiKzFXU53RBia5mkbyUrhdHAefPOcYfbnU2TZia6cIxVKz3b7jIBpZGGKWOcgnjwxbYU54fmpitNLhr9QqDCJkjZTnoqGu-Jde5-LCnE_PPRPM9VYJABxk4_Q/s640/blogger-image-1277124468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpA5MB50BfrM-GKTiKzFXU53RBia5mkbyUrhdHAefPOcYfbnU2TZia6cIxVKz3b7jIBpZGGKWOcgnjwxbYU54fmpitNLhr9QqDCJkjZTnoqGu-Jde5-LCnE_PPRPM9VYJABxk4_Q/s640/blogger-image-1277124468.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-86399979213601874612012-12-27T13:59:00.001-08:002012-12-27T13:59:42.222-08:00What's the name of this dog?Turns out Lady Rose had a brother .... Winfrey .... Winfred...: Witifer...whitmer... Marty.... Paws.... Buddy....hey you.... Mr Dog..... Still looking for a name. Got one? <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTbm7GpIq8soSo6gebGJ6O1qeEdLWqs0VDckEq33VUEHGH-n6E2IG4tn7bR3KcaGcn0zUoBve57JbG2vvbveiCbfeyELIN1jTRHsA5TQNcYnPC081nTHq9aijrY2ZLOmP1XSxkQ/s640/blogger-image--2034107666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTbm7GpIq8soSo6gebGJ6O1qeEdLWqs0VDckEq33VUEHGH-n6E2IG4tn7bR3KcaGcn0zUoBve57JbG2vvbveiCbfeyELIN1jTRHsA5TQNcYnPC081nTHq9aijrY2ZLOmP1XSxkQ/s640/blogger-image--2034107666.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-57621148425387474782012-12-27T13:53:00.001-08:002012-12-27T13:53:07.718-08:00Christmas 2012Page asked Santa to bring her a dog for Christmas.... This is Lady Rose. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrvuQ1-pspYRYHbvQHwtVAZ06ODcOkTc4WKBFFc6kteN63aKzfPgCppvHsHz3IduFqz3HWp9bh50ma6rEIQTx4CUIIJZElCqoeXpyARl0vKvv3lnaG4WAVuwGmfuAtsLNokNRiw/s640/blogger-image-1527394183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrvuQ1-pspYRYHbvQHwtVAZ06ODcOkTc4WKBFFc6kteN63aKzfPgCppvHsHz3IduFqz3HWp9bh50ma6rEIQTx4CUIIJZElCqoeXpyARl0vKvv3lnaG4WAVuwGmfuAtsLNokNRiw/s640/blogger-image-1527394183.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-41586394023866647822012-12-23T14:28:00.001-08:002012-12-23T14:28:13.635-08:00Thank heaven for little girls. This is Pagelynn, Emma , and Makenlie ready for church. Very sweet. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRNdSS7gJR-_eRU0KmgHxpOGoK2YV9YfLSzJsuWbRHcI4NPdOt29eoKxybBkV-CpMUymEn0SnykcrFfouCaaHPUfjq2vmHHS7xzsE0yOvqw4dwYhJz3IFrykt4VR_xcper5EUnWg/s640/blogger-image-1207544250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRNdSS7gJR-_eRU0KmgHxpOGoK2YV9YfLSzJsuWbRHcI4NPdOt29eoKxybBkV-CpMUymEn0SnykcrFfouCaaHPUfjq2vmHHS7xzsE0yOvqw4dwYhJz3IFrykt4VR_xcper5EUnWg/s640/blogger-image-1207544250.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-41746305097779482082012-12-23T12:55:00.001-08:002012-12-23T12:55:32.452-08:00Bonnie and I were able to visit Anna recently. Even though she is bound to her wheelchair she was full of Christmas spirit . She read the Christmas Orange and gave us egg nog. We gave her a bag of oranges. She shared a Greek pastry that was marvelous . Merry Christmas Anna! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvO_LM3XMDNpjO_gvkq4O-iacysg4jzx7f1bEFa6NWCs_lNcWtQRgwHJozCKyVFdKQM9honn0FFPiO3GECRdwsw8XXBJHZRx9vz586Uu7cjZxmyg3KMmTqkJdFpiwTTN6yk1olg/s640/blogger-image-432418725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTvO_LM3XMDNpjO_gvkq4O-iacysg4jzx7f1bEFa6NWCs_lNcWtQRgwHJozCKyVFdKQM9honn0FFPiO3GECRdwsw8XXBJHZRx9vz586Uu7cjZxmyg3KMmTqkJdFpiwTTN6yk1olg/s640/blogger-image-432418725.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-29839503401676061072012-12-21T13:36:00.001-08:002012-12-21T13:36:48.355-08:00Merry Christmas to AllI almost forgot where to look for the magic when we lost the election and the king got back in... I would so much appreciate him honoring the constitution and using the three branches of government instead of mandating 10,000 laws. I swore I was done watching news and thinking politics so I started shopping. I realized as I waited in line to buy something that I would soon be back to wait in line to return it. Not knowing what anyone wanted was erasing the magic. I looked inside the boxes of decorations and couldn't find it there after hours of work. <br />
I didn't have anyone to help me make doughnuts this year and it's no fun doing it alone. Then the magic came the day Bobs kids came for piano lessons . Gage said " can I set up your tree?" I was elated. He, Mason and Lea continued to put on lights and decorations. They would pull things out of an old box and say " did my dad make this in school?" When it was done I stood back and saw the most beautiful tree in the world . It was magic!!! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYvScDTmQKkfykcdnzRphzqx2ZKYRA9iYgAAE1A4TXTab5nbsm9Ci2dnXpgNASZx9xWWMPUCgUDptKupD4s_egK_4hf058_nMHqAHyyHcZcjxpyvr4QihfTb3QswaRI5wsfX9Ryg/s640/blogger-image--240899769.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYvScDTmQKkfykcdnzRphzqx2ZKYRA9iYgAAE1A4TXTab5nbsm9Ci2dnXpgNASZx9xWWMPUCgUDptKupD4s_egK_4hf058_nMHqAHyyHcZcjxpyvr4QihfTb3QswaRI5wsfX9Ryg/s640/blogger-image--240899769.jpg" /></a></div>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-17646130722106647942011-08-22T07:45:00.000-07:002011-08-22T07:56:02.689-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwhmQY2PK5eYNg1iDaIpugrdjtmn3MVxuRGi7_WOIgXThtv9tSYLp3cXSkPote5WNdA2Ey9mR11e3HdsGX18s33QKDVltE1gUhev7hqWnp60gePNa3aGIlZq7NNrpo48Acu2acg/s1600/Copy+of+dad+Fred+2010.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwhmQY2PK5eYNg1iDaIpugrdjtmn3MVxuRGi7_WOIgXThtv9tSYLp3cXSkPote5WNdA2Ey9mR11e3HdsGX18s33QKDVltE1gUhev7hqWnp60gePNa3aGIlZq7NNrpo48Acu2acg/s320/Copy+of+dad+Fred+2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643691611408090834" border="0" /></a>
<br />I miss my Dad. He passed away on July 4, 2011. He was always full of good advice and concern for his children and grandchildren. He prayed for us continually and we felt safe because of his prayers. He loved the Gospel of Jesus Christ. He served faithfully in his calling over the Stake Records. He loved his country and was very patriotic. My last telephone conversation was about his ancestors and he answered some questions I had about them. I hope I can live my life in such a way that he would be proud.
<br />GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-15629767213759666172011-05-30T18:01:00.000-07:002011-05-30T18:03:42.466-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkV4nTjjGj-An6O4pkqbqC0zozmaOBdhogn2fw9r1SMkr_01LrR4t6IE1pD7d9WDe3FekvLjd4wHCWrRMHwrBrHlkrXdgtdk7vG4_ekQe9WstanMSzvQR917xMetcJ4mFUUZCOQ/s1600/kaye+and+fam+2010.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkkV4nTjjGj-An6O4pkqbqC0zozmaOBdhogn2fw9r1SMkr_01LrR4t6IE1pD7d9WDe3FekvLjd4wHCWrRMHwrBrHlkrXdgtdk7vG4_ekQe9WstanMSzvQR917xMetcJ4mFUUZCOQ/s320/kaye+and+fam+2010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612679329356727986" border="0" /></a>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-25650108172119776902011-05-18T15:07:00.000-07:002011-05-18T15:10:08.204-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dbciodKWzeZrHyqX2ufSCtYgWainkV0g7RIQcnzAbjDDVp2D8Kt1j2z-T3yVwxvop-6mm9-xb5y9H2rPIeGWYuFIihxWSUCIcbwrrPD61Pvi5SLqDPkT7d1TnsdFRF9V0kcgeQ/s1600/steve+2011.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dbciodKWzeZrHyqX2ufSCtYgWainkV0g7RIQcnzAbjDDVp2D8Kt1j2z-T3yVwxvop-6mm9-xb5y9H2rPIeGWYuFIihxWSUCIcbwrrPD61Pvi5SLqDPkT7d1TnsdFRF9V0kcgeQ/s320/steve+2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608181321925564194" border="0" /></a>Congratulation Steve on your graduation from Utah State. What an honor it was to attend the Campus in Logan Utah and see you receive your bachelor degree in the Huntsman College of Business. May your future be bright. We love you.GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-25646868246525067922011-04-01T11:30:00.000-07:002011-04-01T11:34:35.226-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz5k2jdNtrKAmAOVaDohYVH6g-nsSox6sd3NESO4DiIkql0GnECPPedAZpYnoBZdnuIUWZthBcZDPqsPfPtKpYLdRHrzAVebGEmQA-s7ixMWGRmEZ5EuQt98bDhhDrwS1ouwxVw/s1600/joey+and+maddy+on+stage.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz5k2jdNtrKAmAOVaDohYVH6g-nsSox6sd3NESO4DiIkql0GnECPPedAZpYnoBZdnuIUWZthBcZDPqsPfPtKpYLdRHrzAVebGEmQA-s7ixMWGRmEZ5EuQt98bDhhDrwS1ouwxVw/s320/joey+and+maddy+on+stage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590684335261849010" border="0" /></a><br /> We saw Maddy and Joey perform AIDA at the Spanish Fork Jr. High Little Theater, this past March 2011. What a great play it was! Thanks Maddy and Joey for sharing your talents.GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-50768637897225357412011-04-01T11:26:00.000-07:002011-04-01T11:30:01.512-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01O8bens0prU9xPrbCtaQdsLP48jatnJKw0yClkpxHfVqnFxET8I97CeZsBsThAaVi6MokykBWEdku0-8oMkDPnbNFyRHekqAEfVA-sDEMhLliK_U9qLQ2YpElAtFTCC5b-sY9w/s1600/Gage+in+school+pllay.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01O8bens0prU9xPrbCtaQdsLP48jatnJKw0yClkpxHfVqnFxET8I97CeZsBsThAaVi6MokykBWEdku0-8oMkDPnbNFyRHekqAEfVA-sDEMhLliK_U9qLQ2YpElAtFTCC5b-sY9w/s320/Gage+in+school+pllay.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590683487635619810" border="0" /></a><br /> It was so much fun to be in Utah and see the great Play that Gage was in. It was about the great movement to settle to west and how wonderful it is to live in Utah. I feel as though I have 2 places that feel like home. One is Missouri and one of course is in Utah where my heart is with every member of my family that lives there.GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-33745740832107116182011-04-01T11:25:00.000-07:002011-04-01T11:26:18.735-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5XwI6IJkOZuQKVU0L6hSpHg4EZofl9HMVAQpnte-1oDdnGfbqE4zOKsOtPQJXH0-yZa3-05zuFrJ4xAQriRv8ZDBuAIlEEO0sEw2SQDADgfcao_AN46FcEReOBjYAiWbkpi7fw/s1600/striving+tree.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe5XwI6IJkOZuQKVU0L6hSpHg4EZofl9HMVAQpnte-1oDdnGfbqE4zOKsOtPQJXH0-yZa3-05zuFrJ4xAQriRv8ZDBuAIlEEO0sEw2SQDADgfcao_AN46FcEReOBjYAiWbkpi7fw/s320/striving+tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590683088523280146" border="0" /></a>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-77302555170539264832011-03-08T13:24:00.000-08:002011-03-08T13:28:10.094-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLlhGEZB5mPXtnWgMOc7gbETdiG7b1Ji2Y7d1u5wmVTTOP0fzpgII7RidSrr9DGhMtGFjvNH9T04GgNxq8eF9e0VdhqkDiy431prYZXCfLloPgmWRiAM4poczyJ7Xr96ixHuIuhg/s1600/bobs+kids+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 86px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLlhGEZB5mPXtnWgMOc7gbETdiG7b1Ji2Y7d1u5wmVTTOP0fzpgII7RidSrr9DGhMtGFjvNH9T04GgNxq8eF9e0VdhqkDiy431prYZXCfLloPgmWRiAM4poczyJ7Xr96ixHuIuhg/s320/bobs+kids+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581823309103640178" border="0" /></a><br />Lea, Gage, Elise, Mason....a bundle of joy! How I miss them. Anyone want to buy a house in Mo., so we can go home to our family that we miss? Every one of these kids can play a song for you on the piano....at least they could last summer when I was there. Time for another piano lesson!!!GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-29675490566265364162011-03-08T13:18:00.000-08:002011-03-08T13:23:24.043-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7TXHP-9k86uz6bAe95m1_GxBmg3NDRiK8Bbe8H5u5nTb0PbKGF08DTpgr7_NJXi23l88xfUpM8gBzu0c5r3scR277FNLkBSTKpIOlldbSr6ocRzNFyIUPqjcOuf7kWDOGEGcVQ/s1600/old+picture+of+Kaye%252C+Scott%252C+Steve.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7TXHP-9k86uz6bAe95m1_GxBmg3NDRiK8Bbe8H5u5nTb0PbKGF08DTpgr7_NJXi23l88xfUpM8gBzu0c5r3scR277FNLkBSTKpIOlldbSr6ocRzNFyIUPqjcOuf7kWDOGEGcVQ/s320/old+picture+of+Kaye%252C+Scott%252C+Steve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581821867277286082" border="0" /></a><br />When I was about 3 years old we moved to Las Vegas and became very good friends with the Huntington's. This is Scott and Steve and I as we were dressed up for a summer parade. Soon the Huntington's had a baby girl named Linda who became my best friend. They have always been like family to us.GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-66063855055673267582011-03-08T08:24:00.000-08:002011-06-06T06:46:11.769-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQnlvDKaQBSOB32KQ2vc7xe_l7HS1jzApXeltaJEMbwUVtyYQVhV3h0YUSefwuEV8xKYi3aOQzBqqqPXi1cmkOe7dZXwi1SDcVV1GWe2BRkEDN4DO-eLAXN0ETWaftHE_5Hgw9xA/s1600/tree+in+frount+of+house.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQnlvDKaQBSOB32KQ2vc7xe_l7HS1jzApXeltaJEMbwUVtyYQVhV3h0YUSefwuEV8xKYi3aOQzBqqqPXi1cmkOe7dZXwi1SDcVV1GWe2BRkEDN4DO-eLAXN0ETWaftHE_5Hgw9xA/s320/tree+in+frount+of+house.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581745966425062930" border="0" />This is the tree that sits in front of our house.....it has survived 60 mile an hour winds, it was even struck by lightning, it has lost many of its beautiful branches....it has been threatened that it should be removed all together because it isn't strong enough to survive another storm. I say it is strong enough and has proven it's strength many times. Experts predicted it would surely die after the last storm which was the strongest wind and the coldest ice. It didn't die because I believe it wants to live. I remember the birds that build nests in it's limbs and the picnic that children had in its shade and maybe it somehow feels loved. So our tree will go on surviving and teaching us how to be strong in our trials. By next month it will have it's leaves again and it will be beautiful. I can't wait to see how it will fill out with rich green lace, like it has every spring.<br /></a>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-75148153668630055322011-02-23T05:25:00.000-08:002011-02-23T05:25:30.269-08:00Families Can Be Together Forever<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0J-_f4oRuWI?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"></iframe>GKayehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12069456866953404860noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-75953387949121761862011-01-20T06:26:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:30:21.130-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimvqtN-fj3CkvA_RxH8vBCX6lwbx4ymSiI1UJNDd45X294-fuJd-aIqxzgXt7OVELbX76FNgO50-0twj7Hph5dqjxqEriTmZyiwEUjIVXituiqmvbgqyvJEsoN8Pdcs90C2Kdk6Q/s1600/beautiful+brynn.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimvqtN-fj3CkvA_RxH8vBCX6lwbx4ymSiI1UJNDd45X294-fuJd-aIqxzgXt7OVELbX76FNgO50-0twj7Hph5dqjxqEriTmZyiwEUjIVXituiqmvbgqyvJEsoN8Pdcs90C2Kdk6Q/s320/beautiful+brynn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564274431226828210" border="0" />WE ARE SO PROUD OF BRYNN....this is a lovely granddaughter inside and out. She is sweet and precious and just turned eight years old. We can't wait to attend her baptism and enjoy her special fun spirit. How blessed we are to have her as our own. </a>twhallidayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251835895401573103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33491000.post-76750202719314534212011-01-20T06:18:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:25:04.478-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYX38RE6jyMG4GCYeH_J9OFl0F6gvKSKGQtGTgXGcMl-0u2utrJOYtyvPx9C1UfVML8l8ssXBn4ylde1Ez_QSzcpSAyzROHZsGHK4q5L5R9xz0RPazIo6d8oBEgm89pLpC9RaAVA/s1600/Maddy+and+Joey.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYX38RE6jyMG4GCYeH_J9OFl0F6gvKSKGQtGTgXGcMl-0u2utrJOYtyvPx9C1UfVML8l8ssXBn4ylde1Ez_QSzcpSAyzROHZsGHK4q5L5R9xz0RPazIo6d8oBEgm89pLpC9RaAVA/s320/Maddy+and+Joey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564272597072583746" border="0" /></a>I HAVE A GRANDSON NAMED JOEY THAT IS KNOWN FOR HIS FUNNY FACES, but in reality he is a smart and talented kid. He plays the piano like a pro and has accomplished his Eagle Scout already. He is kind and sensitive to others and is helpful and unselfish. I am very proud of him. Love u Joey.twhallidayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07251835895401573103noreply@blogger.com0