Monday, October 13, 2008

September/October

Doe a deer a dead dead deer. Dad Steven and I during their muzzeloading hunt here at Norwood. Now the work really begins.
Hey, look at KJ's farmer's tan. Crazy eh!!! :)

This is a beautiful picture taken by Kj while hunting one night. No he was not hunting at night, just driving out from another day of pondering "Where the heck are all the elk".

Mom and dad would you like me to paint you a picture
Holli where on earth are you at. I can't see you. KJ with his buck in Eads. Not to shabby. Ok, he fell 3 inches short of the trophy books.



Holli, isn't it a little early to be on the bottle? There was an empty bottle laying around and Grandpa was holding Holli and she grabbed it and put it right to her mouth. So, we started her with a sippy cup and she loved it. (There was not Mountain Dew in the Sippy Cup.)
Holli is rolling everywhere now. We will walk out of the room and find her hiding in all sorts of different places!





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