Trip to the ER

Poor Colter had a rough night last night. We had gotten back late from football practice and everyone was throwing in some dinner before bed. Colter reached for his cup and tumbled off of the stool. Unfortunately, he grabbed his glass on the way down and as it hit the floor it shattered in his hand. There was so much blood we weren't sure where it was coming from at first. When we looked a little closer we could see that he had almost severed the top of his left ring finger. We grabbed a handful of paper towels and ran out the door leaving the other three at home. We called Grandma Jones who made a quick response to be with the boys. She told us that before she had gotten there the three boys had said a prayer for Colter. Love those sweet boys!

Loooong story short, little buddy ended up with 7 stitches in one finger and several steri strips on another. He was such a trooper. He cried when they gave him the shots but waited quietly as the Dr. stitched up his tiny little finger. (I only cried a little too). He walked away with a big white bandage and a well deserved blue Popsicle.

Fruit, fruit, and more fruit

5 boxes of peaches + 5 boxes of pears =

54 jars of peaches, 45 jars of pears,

A lot to eat,




and some very sticky floors.

Ready to admit it

Okay, we have lived here for 2 years now. I guess it's time to admit, we don't live in Florida anymore. We really, really miss Florida. Having lived in 6 different states (since we were married) it is nice to say that we have loved them all, and there are some great things about living in Montana......

They don't call it Big Sky Country for nothing!















Another view from our back door....

It does snow for 8 months of the year......

Fishing is a must...

And of course.......

(more on this later)