Here comes our crew!

Hyatt and Parker, with Carson in tow.

The Wild Bunch!

Brady, Luke, Coleman, and Chase in the truck with squirt guns. Kristalyn, Kristen and I watched in horror while these boys sprayed everyone along the parade route, including one sleeping baby, and one woman's digital camera. Luckily there were no decorations with our names on them!

It can't be a parade in West Yellowstone with out Smokey!

I love this, these kids were so cute!

I need a haircut!

My all star pitcher, and even with a bum toe!

I have not been very good about blog updates lately, but I will try to catch up here. Hyatt pitched his last game as a Ranger the last week of June. He was such a star this year! He had some good games and some not so good games, but he made such an improvement from last season, and he really had fun this year. It was both exciting and terrifying for me to watch him pitch. I really need to work on the whole sideline Mom thing, I have about 18 more years of it, and I am not too good at it yet. The week before the big tournament Hyatt hurt his toe skateboarding. I, like the compassionate and caring mother I am, told him he would be fine, and it would feel better in a few days. I let him walk around on in for 4 days before I realized that it did not seem to be getting better, and maybe I should have my dad look at it. We took him in, and the poor guy had a dislocated toe! We took him into Dr. MacArthur and he fixed it right up. Hyatt thought it was so cool, they gave him four shots in the toe and then dug right into the toe and clamped on the the bone and put it right back in place. Hyatt was a champ, he did not cry or complain, he just simply crushed my fingers while holding my hand. He had to play the next day, and it hurt quite a bit, but he got through it. He

This fake smile is after they lost the last game in the tournament. He was a good sport to put up with my camera in his face.

A few random pics from the Strawberry Days Rodeo

My boys LOVE the Rodeo, any time, any place. We went to the Strawberry Days Rodeo last week with a group of friends, it was a blast! I wish I had video of the reaction my boys had to the bulls and the motorcycles! We try to hit every Rodeo we can all summer, there is a small one in Montana that we go to over and over again. It must be some sick obsession of mine left over from my youth. I used to go to all the horse shows and rodeos with my family and just have to watch because I am so allergic to horses. It really sucked! I think I watched the movie 8 seconds 10 times ( and it is a really stupid movie). The best part of the Strawberry Days festivities is of course the STRAWBERRIES. Coleman ate 3 cups full before the barrel racing even got started, and then right when the motorcycle jumpers came on, I looked over and he had that LOOK on his face. Matt ran with him to the bathroom, and made it just in time. He looked so miserable, but then when he came back he was as good as new, and the first thing he asked me was could he have another cup of strawberries. Flat learning curve...

How come my guys are the only ones pulling faces?

Hyatt and Cannon

It is the responsibility of every 10 year old boy to do what ever it takes to completely gross out the girls they are sitting with. Hyatt did his duty quite well that night, as you can see by the look on Bella's face. Strong work son, strong work.

Ernie the Duck

In a momentary lapse of reason on my part, I let the boys rescue (some may say kidnap...or is it ducknap) a baby duck from a pond by our house. We watched the little guy be pecked half to death for an hour by all the other ducks, until the boys and Matt couldn't handle it anymore. I tried to tell them that you just don't interfere with wild birds, but they we not having it, and finally they wore me down and when the little duck wobbled off the the shore and lay down in the mud almost dead, I caved! They brought the duck home and I was sure it would be dead by morning. Nope. So now we have a pet duck named Ernie. The kids love him, he follows them all over. Griff tried to kill it, but other than that I think the little guy is pretty happy. At least that is what I am telling myself.

You have to admit, it is pretty cute! Nice punch mustache Hyatt!

Schools Out For Summer!

It has been forever since my last post, and I have not been taking pictures either. Summer is too fun to stop and blog! These pics are from the boys last two days of school. The dance program was so cute this year. The twins did a bear hunt song, Brady and Cole really loved shaking their little butts during the line that said "A fuzzy little tail." Hyatt worked hard to learn all the moves for his flag routine, but he frowned during the whole thing. It was the sun in his eyes right? It was NOT the 10 year old " I am too freakin' old for this stupid dance festival" face, I am sure of it!

Mrs. Jones and Senora Tavares. The boys all had the BEST teachers this year! Coleman cried the morning of the last day of school because he realized he was not going to see Mrs. Jones everyday. (We have already been to visit her once this summer. . . I think he likes her more than me!) She is such an amazing woman, and I will am already looking forward to Griff having her as a teacher. Senora Tavares is going to teach the 2nd grade Spanish class next year, so that means the boys will have her as a teacher soon . She was so good to Hyatt this year, he is really speaking an amazing amount of Spanish! He and Matt can speak and leave me completely out of the conversation now, not cool. She just moved into the house across the street from us, so Hyatt thinks that is pretty fun to see her all of the time. I am not sure how fun she thinks it is, but she fakes like she loves is, so she is very sweet. We left for Montana right after these pictures were taken, but I left my cameras at home. . . nice. We had a really good time though.