The other night Greg took Hunter and Austin, along with our friends Randy and his son Hunter (our Hunter's are only 1.5 months apart) on a suicide fishing run. They left at 3pm and got home at 3:44am, according to Hunter. Greg caught nothing, only Tim who I swear is a professional fisherman caught anything. Not only did he not catch anything he broke both of his poles and sprained his ankle. I woke them all up at 10am for church and they didn't complain the whole day!
I thought this picture was cute of them in their bibs.
It looks like Austin has had a rough night, soaking his feet. He's probably seeing if his waders really are waterproof or maybe he's checking out the black bear across the river!
See the black blob, that's the bear. Good thing he didn't come swimming across the river.
I thought this picture was cute of them in their bibs.
It looks like Austin has had a rough night, soaking his feet. He's probably seeing if his waders really are waterproof or maybe he's checking out the black bear across the river!
See the black blob, that's the bear. Good thing he didn't come swimming across the river.
Peyton & Ryder getting ready for some cake.
Our friends all came to help celebrate the babies big day. Thanks guys!
Austin started soccor. So far he loves it.
Hunter is playing flag football with some friends.
Jessica (my sister) and her husband Kelly came up for a visit. It was a lot of fun having them.
Jessi and Kelly. We went on a glacier cruise. It was fun.
The Newells (Kent & Robyn) moved up here last week. Robyn ran the 1/2 marathon with me. She is a trooper, she had only been here for a day and then her knees were killing her, but she kept running anyway.
