First day of school for Bayli and Braxton

Another year of school only 10 more for Chunk and 9 for Bells.

Family Photo 2009

The second weekend of July went on a 113 mile 4-wheeler ride with the with Carp and Molly, We rode from Ashton to West Yellowstone and back. It was such a pretty ride and we got to see a moose, buck, elk, and antelope along the way. A few of the front drivers ended up pretty dirty, luckily I was behing Carp and the way and my face was saved.

Bayli and Grandpa Horne's FEET

Bayli always finds it fun to paint her Grandpa's toes. Thank heavens he is such a good sport.

Braxton's 8th Birthday

My little baby turned "eight" can you believe that. What an absolute cute boy!!!

Jordon's 19th Birthday

4th of July Family Party

This Fourth of July was very different from all the others I have experienced so far. For the last three years I have talked about running in a race, but talk only no action and this year I decided to train and actually do it. My friends Carp was also going to race with me, but bailed out the last few weeks cause of an injury. I had been running three to four times a week three miles and my goal was to run it in 29 min or at least not walk any part of it. To those that run I know that sounds weak, but it is where my running or jogging level is at. I actually accomplished my goal and ran it in 28:37 min, but thought I was going to die. I started the race thinking I needed to be out in front of the pack and pulled my hamstring or something in the top of my right leg and wanted to cry. During the last mile I so wanted to walk cause I then got a sideache which I had never had running before, thank heavens for my parents showing up because at the corner I was near my end ready to walk a bit and saw my parents cheering me on. I COULD DO THIS and at the end of the race was Jared and Jordon I am sure praying I would come across that finish line. That afternoon we had a lunch at our home and then spent the evening with Tera and her family watching the best fireworks in IF. Way a perfect day, well perhaps not perfect I swore I was going to die during the race, but it ended perfect. Thanks family!!!!!