tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2151125663097691812012-02-16T16:34:55.451-08:00I thought it would be fun to highlight why we like to call it home...out here on the AZ "range"! :) Nicknames have [hardly] been used to protect privacy. I tried and failed.Honey Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08995262515275692945noreply@blogger.comBlogger2381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215112566309769181.post-4341208413990648532011-12-13T00:13:00.001-08:002011-12-13T00:16:47.557-08:00

I was pulling my hair out the other day….it was a long day.  I didn’t feel good and the kids had worn me out.  Spence offered to take Ree up to the White Corrals with him to feed and Hayes offered to watch Chase so that I could relax and take a shower.  Only one problem.  Chase was not to be denied.  He does not want to be left behind when it comes to going anywhere on the ranch.  As Spence was

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Spence is so so so so so so so proud of his little cowgirl.  She cries when he leaves without her.  Daddy’s and their little girls (I’m not sure Spence has ever looked at me that way! :) Sharing food with the cows All she could do was wave because her mouth completely full of grain How did we ever survive without a little girl?

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Hayes and I spent two wonderful weeks visiting Spence’s parents in England while they were on their mission.  I haven’t had the chance to chronicle our trip, so I’m going to start with some random posts of our trip.  One day, Hayes and I split up from Jay and Trish and decided to take a boat ride on the Thames that ended at the Tower Bridge.  It couldn’t have worked out more perfectly because

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Halloween is Chase’s all-time favorite holiday….other than all the other holidays!   He wanted to be a smurf…even though he’s never seen a single smurf cartoon or the new smurf movie.  He got Jokey Smurf in a Happy Meal and that was all it took.  Ree by default was a mouse, since I still had two mice costumes from when Hayes and Chase were little.  And Hayes wanted to be a pick pocket.  You

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As some of you may have heard, we had a little bit of a scare this month.  Chase fell and hit his head and needed to be flown to Phoenix to the hospital.  He ended up being fine from the head injury, but nearly died when they gave him a high dose shot of a painkiller in the helicopter.  It was an experience that I hope to NEVER repeat.  Thank you to all who called or came to the hospital and

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  Chase is a tenacious little thing.  Hayes and Parker had gone exploring down the wash. (they were long gone) Chase had gotten wobbly and wasn’t feeling well.  He couldn’t even really stand up.  So he started crawling down the sand wash.  We had to drag him back to the truck.  Who knows how far he would have gone?!?

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Hayes has names for all of his trampoline moves.  Some of them are pretty funny.  He MAKES me take pictures while he tries them all out.  The 360 The Happy New Year The Judo Kick Ree’s moves are sitting and standing. High flying Eyes Closed Judo Kick Kiss the Guns Some of the best named tricks didn’t get in a photo…. like the 360 Monk Prayer, The Method, The Praying Mantis,

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(sometimes willingly, and sometimes unwillingly….you really don’t have a choice, Switch (the cat’s name) I just found some older pictures with a different cat that let Ree torture it! (this one is named Rue) If this was a trampoline move, Hayes would call it the “head crusher”

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Our shaggy mopped heart throb. Spence and Hayes had a brutal day of branding, but came home all smiles. Family Night on the ranch with Daddy Pants

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I don’t know how long ago I posted Chase’s first day of school pictures, but I’m finally getting around to post his “coming home from the first day of school” photos!

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Where oh where has my blogging gone, oh where oh where can it be?  I have literally dropped off the blogging earth, but I have big plans to mend my ways.  I still don’t have a new camera, but I have been taking a few lame photos with my old one.  After our Stake Primary Training Meeting on the 22nd, I PROMISE to pick back up on my blogging.  Until then, here is Chase’s school photo.  It was taken

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Nothing a little spray with the hose can’t fix!  All better.

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Last year I posted a collage of pictures showing Chase coming to the realization that the bus coming up the road was for him and that he actually had to get on it and go to school.  He wasn’t too pleased.  This year went quite a bit better I’m thankful to say.  He did try the “drop out of my arms and become dead weight” trick, but I was ready for it this year and we had him on the bus and off to

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I can’t believe that school is starting on Monday…where does the summer go?  We’ve had a great summer.  A trip to England.  A fun 24th.  All of my sisters and brothers (in-law too) came home for a visit. We took family pictures (check back for the goods!) Ree had her first “walking” summer and had a ball. Chase went to the ranch every chance he got and spent lots of time at the barn.  Cousins

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I had a great time in the UK and can’t say that I was in a hurry to get back to my responsibilities here at home, but I WAS glad to see Spence and my kiddos.  The moment we pulled into the Potato Farm it was back to life as usual…we stopped to do chores before we ever set foot at home.  As I looked around at the not-so-green landscape, I was still glad to be home.  Arizona has a charm all of its

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As many of you know, Hayes and I took a trip to England to “bring” Spence’s parents home from their Leeds, England Mission.  We didn’t really go to bring them back, but we planned it so that we could spend their last week with them in Leeds and then travel together to London for a week.  We couldn’t have asked for better tour guides or travel companions.  They showed us a wonderful time and we

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  Who would have thought that chocolate pudding and peas would make such a great combination?!?! I always wanted a child with a beauty mark! ha ha

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After about three days stuck in the house together avoiding the smoke, the kids were going nuts and more importantly, I was going nuts.  So when Spence needed to go to Mud Springs to fix a pump, we begged him to take us along.  We ended up with two stow-aways (Parker and Charlie) that made it that much more fun. We started out with feeding down at the barn.  Ree runs around wild like she owns

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Please don’t let this be another Rodeo/Chediski fire.  The wind was so horrible today.  I can’t even imagine trying to battle a fire in conditions like this.  We had to drop bulls off at the Silva today which is on the south end of Lyman Lake.  As we drove, we watched the cloud of smoke build all day.  When we got home, I tried to take some pictures, but they don’t really do the cloud justice…

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Photographing our family is not easy.  We have Chase who will not sit still or look at the camera.  We have me, who usually blinks, looks away from the camera, and am generally not photogenic.  Spence is the third worst; he wouldn’t quit talking.  Ree did pretty good, because she’s and baby and just looks cute. :) Hayes on the other hand, must come from another family, because he can smile and

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Last year Chase didn’t get much of a birthday since we were still in the hospital having had Ree the night before.  So this year, I tried to make up for it with birthday celebrations galore.  On Ree’s actual birthday, we pretended it was Chase’s also so he wouldn’t die of anticipation; which he almost did anyways.  Chase got up early that morning and started squealing about the balloons,

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We couldn’t have asked for a better day for branding (well, there was some wind, but I can’t even complain about it at this point).  It had rained and drizzled for several days, so there was absolutely no dust.  The sun was shining and we were all coming off of a “thank goodness for rain” high. :) The guys had gathered and branded some the day before so yesterday was just to finish them up.  I

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As I sit here writing this, I can hear the rain dripping off our roof and onto the ground.  It causes me to reflect on the many blessings in my life.  The first one today being the rain that we are so desperately in need of.  I pray that it will continue until it quenches our parched earth.  Spence says the cows have been doing poorly.  We’ve had many die because there is no nutrition in the old

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Spence is really hoping that Ree will turn out to be Daddy’s little cowgirl.  It’s looking more and more like she will end up that way.   She spends every minute that she can out on the porch tracking down the cat and sitting by him.  She follows the dogs around and loves to go feed the horses.  Whenever Spence (or Trey or JC) leave the house, she begs them to take her with them.  She was being

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Spence and Hayes have started calling Ree Lolo because she walks around with her lips puckered saying “oh, oh”.  (see pictures below)  I don’t know if it’s a version of “ah-oh” or “oh-no” or both.  She is constantly cracking us up.  You would think that we had never seen a baby before by the way we all hang on her every sound and move.  She has been such a blast.  We really feel blessed to have a

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One of the advantages of homeschooling, is the flexibility.  Hayes loves to hike, so when the wind let up (a little) and the sun was warm, we went on a “field trip” out on the ranch for a hike.  Chase was at school and my mom came and got Ree, so Hayes and I were able to enjoy a little one-on-one time.  It was nice to get out and spend a little time together that didn’t involve me directing Hayes

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      That’s All Folks!

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Our first baby horse was born late Sunday night.  Hayes is always the first to climb in and make friends. Our friends the Carters were visiting from Utah and had been hoping that a baby would come before they left to go home.  We were so glad that mom and her new baby obliged.  Since the filly was born on Easter, we were trying to come up with a fitting name.  Since her mom is Dancer (

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Here’s lookin at you kid!

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No, she didn’t have the baby, but I thought I better get the pictures from Maren’s baby shower posted before she does have the baby.       

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Chase is known for many things, such as: eating little smokies, spilling liquids all over the house, love of baths, love of outdoors, love of relatives, toys in pockets, aversion to haircuts, mischief making, did I mention mischief making?, cartoon crazy, and many other little idiosyncrasies.  One of his funny, little habits (OK, not so funny to some of the cousins) is that of shutting the door

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Ree has unfortunately inherited a male driven household.  We don’t own any baby dolls or tea sets, but we have about 20 swords and 20 guns (play ones, of course).  It doesn’t help that she is being raised by the former, quintessential tom boy, me.  (Think shooting barbies with bb guns and an abhorrence of dresses)  So it is not surprising that at the age of 10 months, she already has an affinity

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The best indicator of Spring is the appearance of new baby calves.  I would have said wind, but I swear we’ve had wind all winter so the spring wind doesn’t seem to be much of a change other than it’s a little more constant.  I’ve got a few daffodils coming up in my flower beds and Hayes has been pointing out the song of two Meadowlarks that must have a nest nearby.  I love to hear them in the

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Hayes came home from homeschool group today with this picture he drew in art.  I don’t know if they did something to give him the idea or if he’s been secretly plotting behind my back. :) Pretty funny.

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Ree will probably make me delete this in a few years, but I just can’t help myself.  Early on we noticed something special about this girl.  Many people have advanced babies who develop quickly in areas of speech, mental acuity, or physical prowess.  The parents are quick to provide a laundry list of their son or daughter’s accelerated accomplishments to the amazement of all of those within

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We went to the beach twice while we were in Newport.  It is a steep little walk (especially with Chase) down to the beach, but it is well worth it.  The first time Mike, Maren, and Mike’s sister Susie helped us check out the tidal pools.  There were lots of cool creatures…including GIANT starfish.  Chase’s favorites were the hermit crabs.  We should have brought one home; I had one as a pet as a

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Look at Chase’s face in these pictures and tell me if you think he liked Disneyland or not: Sitting in Mickey Mouse’s chair Lovin on Donald This looks like he’s sitting my an enormous ash tray…I think it’s in California Adventure. Snagged by Pluto After the Buzz Lightyear ride…which he loved! First day before we ever entered the park….just the anticipation is making him grin ear

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So I never saw the movie, but it definitely applies to Ree.  Her newest thing is to stand at the screen door and watch and wave to the dogs.  She also waves at the chickens in the backyard whenever I hold her up to the kitchen window.  Another animal lover on my hands.  I’m doomed to a life of chicken poop, dogs on the porch, and cats on the roof.  (If the owls will stay away) She reminds me of

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I could hear Chase squealing with delight in the other room as I hurried to put some makeup on.  Then I heard him coming towards my room saying “mom, mom, mom,”  with what sounded like pure enjoyment in his voice.  I got the feeling that he was trying to tell me to come see Ree whom I had left playing in the living room after changing an awful diaper.  All the possibilities raced through my mind

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I’ve been seriously neglectful on the blogging front, but I’m here to mend my ways.  We recently took a trip to California that included Disneyland, Sea World, and the beach and I have lots of pictures, but not quite the time yet to post them.  So to try to tide our missionary grandparents over until I can get them posted, I snapped these pictures of Ree yesterday.  She is changing so much right

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Chase got a remote controlled train for Christmas.  He loves it.  He loves it even more when we sit Ree down to watch him drive it around.  She is the perfect playmate for him right now…immobile!  Chase needs a friend who can’t run off to go play in another room or outside and Ree fits the bill.  She watches and tries to snag the train as it goes by.  Chase will run the train past her and if she

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When I was about Kindergarten age, I had a shirt that said “Daddy’s Little Girl” in glittery letters.  This was before the age of “bling”, so this was a pretty special little shirt.  I was so proud of it.  Dressing Ree in a shirt that said “I love Daddy” reminded me of my little blue shirt that I wore until it was bare. 

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We spent New Year’s Day 2011 out breaking the ice in the water tanks and feeding hay to the cows and horses. In the wee hours of new year’s morning, the airport recorded twenty-two degrees below zero.  The forecast had been for –3.  Spence didn’t sleep well all night worrying about pipes freezing and cows being out of water.  So after letting it warm up a little, we headed out to check on things.

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While I enjoy changing my blog music to fit my moods or the season, I know that it gets annoying scrolling to the very bottom of the posts when you want to turn it off.  So I moved my player to the top to make it easier to shut off…maybe I should just get rid of it all together, but I’m not quite ready to give it up…yet!

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The other day, Ree asked me if we thought me might bless her before she went to kindergarten.  Not really, but she was thinking it!  So at six months (if you haven’t notice, Spence and I don’t always do things by the playbook) we finally blessed Allie Marie Platt.  November 27th, 2010.  It turned out nice because she was able to sit up for pictures!  HA HA  Maren hurried and snapped a few shots

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Once Spence found out about cutting and tried it, he fell in love with it.  He has now spent quite a few years watching, learning, practicing and training.  He has put a lot of blood, sweat and tears (well maybe not tears, but quite a few cuss words)  into learning the art of cutting and has gotten good enough to train his own horses.  It has taken a lot of time and a lot of hard work.  This fall

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After unwrapping presents, eating cream-chipped beef, taking a nap (yes, I actually got one!!!), and playing hours of train with Chase, we finally made our way up to the White Corrals to give the cows their Christmas presents.  Can you believe that I spent hours making over 500 lbs. of homemade granola for the cows this year?  It’s super time consuming and costs a fortune, but I think that in

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Just a question.  How far back, etiquette-wise, can you use the whole “eve” term?  I think we started on Sunday with Christmas Eve, Eve, Eve, Eve, Eve, Eve. I’m only asking because I couldn’t think of a good title for this post.  I was scrolling through all my newly, uploaded pictures and was really starting to question my photography abilities;  either that or every one around me’s

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A few weeks ago, Spence, Ree, and I took a quick overnight trip to Albuquerque to watch our cattle sell at the auction and do a little Christmas shopping.  They put us on the 17th floor of the hotel.  In the morning, I needed something to keep Ree occupied while I got ready, so I sat her in front of the window with a great view of the city of Albuquerque below.  I put a toy or two around her

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I just uploaded the pictures from my camera.   There were none of Hayes.  There were two of Chase. There were 33 of Ree.  I sure wish those two would do something cute soon! I’m kidding, of course.  If you know me, you know that I adore my boys, but what can I say?  I’m loving having this little girl around.  When I found out that I was having a girl, I wasn’t overly thrilled.  I was excited,

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Sometimes you cannot get a smile out of this girl.  She laughs and coos and giggles a lot of the time, but she definitely has a serious side.  She’s always checking everything out with a serious look on her face. We’ll have to wait and see if she keeps this serious little persona. Finally a little bit of a smile!

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Ree wanted to try Doritos the other day so I let her.  Ha Ha.  I know it’s not the most healthy thing to let her try, but what the heck.  She loved it.  

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Spence and Hayes were headed out to go get some cows out of the neighbor’s pasture so I made them stopped for a few photos.  These two have become quite the pair lately.  Hayes used to be a mama’s boy, but is quickly making the move over to dad.  The other night Spence told Hayes to fire up the DVD player, we were going to watch a movie.  Hayes cheered and said Yay, a movie.  Then Spence left to

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My sis-in-law Maren took some pictures of the baby for me before Hayes’s piano lesson the other day and they turned out really cute.   I need to get some lessons from her…she’s a whiz!  Hayes laughed and laughed about Ree’s funny poncho, but then he wanted her to wear it again the next day.

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I was craving blueberry muffins the other morning.  I usually make them from the box and love them except for the fact that the blueberries are the size of bb’s and there is never enough of them.  So when I found that I was out of muffin mixes and that I had some nice blueberries in the freezer, I thought I remembered seeing a muffin recipe on Pioneer Woman.   Luckily she had just held a recipe

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I may have used the front pack for the last time.  When Ree was under 6 lbs, carrying her in the front pack felt like nothing.  Even at 7 and 8 lbs, she barely registered.  14 and 15lbs are starting to really hurt my shoulders and back.  I can’t seem to get her weight balanced quite right, so it always hurts on one side…which is terrible for my back.  I took a couple of pictures of her (in the

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My friend Steph had a post on facebook about Kewpie dolls.  I didn’t even know that’s what they were called, but I had one as a kid myself.  My aunt crocheted clothes for it and my great grandpa Esplin carved a bed.  I saved it in my cedar chest up until a few years ago when it disappeared (I’m sure Chase was involved).  Not to worry, now I have one again!  

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Spence decided it would be a good idea for Hayes and I to ride a cutting horse.  He didn’t ask us if we wanted to.  He was just so sure that because he loves it, so would we. Either that or he was hoping for a good laugh if I fell off!  So we reluctantly went down to the barn with him to try it out.  Hayes went first.  He’s a better rider than I am…or at least has more experience, sadly. I could

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Spence and Trey had to go over to Horse Springs to help do the weaning, so they decided to bring their families along.  ( I think this was a good idea!) We stayed in the new house which was very nice and I forgot to take any pictures of it.  The kids loved being in a new place and amazingly enough all the kids stayed off the stairs so that Chase wouldn’t try to go up them and get hurt.  Hayes

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Spence thought this little suit was so funny when he saw it on Ree.  He couldn’t believe that it is basically a full-body polo shirt.  What he doesn’t know is that I actually have another one in yellow! I think it’s cute. Smiling big for the camera. I love this funny face. Here’s the suit in all it’s glory! Ree must have worked her magic on Chase to get him to actually pose for a

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For language, Hayes was supposed to use these possessives in sentences.  This is what he came up with. I knocked on the door of the rich man’s house to see if the story was true. The miller’s boy was carefree as a summer day. The pharaoh's daughter sat on her window seat watching the battle unfold. If you looked at the boy’s hat, you’d guess he was rich, till you saw his feet.

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I had a GREAT childhood.  Sure we had some chores to do and occasionally some homework, but for the most part, the kids of 9th Place West played.  I grew up on a dead end road which made it a safe place to play…even in the road.  Most of the families were the same age, so there were tons of kids to play with.  My best friends were my sis Marce and Jennifer Winsor…aka Fer Fer.  I say best friends

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About a year ago, I cleaned everything off the front of my fridge.  I piled all the pictures and letters up and stored them away with the idea that it would be fun to scan them and post them all together.  It only took me a year.  Now my fridge has acquired a whole new batch of pictures.  It will probably be a year before you see them.  I don’t know how the one of Allie (day she was born) got in

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Priceless photograph. I found this in my folder of blog drafts.  I think I’ve posted it before, but I couldn’t help myself.  I will always remember Hayes this way.

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  I was in Alco looking for a birthday present for the kids’ cousin Harvey when I spotted the Halloween hair paint at 50% off.  Thinking that might be nice to have on hand for next year, I bought two cans.  When Chase discovered it while rummaging through my grocery bags, he just had to have some.  Once he was painted, Hayes and Parker wanted to get in on the fun.  It looks like their heads

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I was feeling bad the other day because I noticed that I wasn’t posting as many pictures of Chase.  Or maybe I’ve been feeling guilty for how much I’m enjoying Ree and cussing Chase not to smother her.  At any rate, I noticed that he’s starting to look more “different” in his pictures. It was harder to tell that he was different when he was younger, but he has a hard time controlling his lips

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We finally got Hayes’ soccer pictures.  I think they turned out really cute.  I like the handsome cowboy coach!

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Nothing like a baby hopped up on Halloween Candy.  Ree had a candy bath last night when we got home from Trey and Brindi’s.  She was in heaven swimming around in all of Hayes’ candy.  Unfortunately, our day didn’t start out all that happy.  Chase was having a rough day.  He broke things.  He spilled things.  He got yelled at. He pinched. He spent a lot of time in time out.  He wouldn’t leave

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Wow, I love these gorgeous fall days.  Two nights ago it hit 23 degrees and today it’s shorts weather again.  Hopefully our new lawn will keep growing with this warm-up. Spence’s friend Ryan and his buddy Taustin drove up from Phoenix today to ride horses.  They couldn’t have picked a better day.  I stopped by the round pen to drop off ice and drinks and snapped a few shots. Spence and Ryan

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Yesterday, the guys started weening the calves at the Potato Farm.  It’s just Spence, Trey and Pascual this year.  Today they had to preg check all of the cows.  Hayes, sort of reluctantly, went to help today.  We went up to take lunch, and I was wishing that I had remembered my camera.  So when Hayes came home, I make him pose for a few shots.  He humors me…even though he doesn’t always stay

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A little while back, I posted a picture of me holding the baby in the bathroom, with Chase behind us making his trademark ear to ear grin.  I found another picture to go along with it.  Any of you who know Chase, know that having him hold the baby over his head for a picture is not a good idea.  In reality, it was Hayes, but I thought it made for a funny shot.  It totally looks like it’s Chase

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Hayes Jackson Platt Soccer has been quite a family sport this year.  Spence is coaching Hayes and Trey and Maren have been reffing their games.  I had to include this one because I was laughing at Trey carrying his Big Gulp the whole time he was refereeing the game.

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Can you tell who my favorite kid is right now??  Just kidding…but I may be going just a tiny bit overboard with the pictures of Ree…I just can’t help myself! Funny face Bathing beauty. I trapped a mouse in my dishcloth drawer.  Chase wanted to kiss it (it was dead).  When I wouldn’t let him do that, he got out the flyswatter to swat it. What can I say?  More Allie Ree She’s the

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We went camping this weekend.  The word camping just rolls off my tongue (or fingers) so casually you’d think we camp all the time.  We don’t.  First of all, I have a husband with sleep problems who hates camping.  Second, camping is just not that easy with Chase (maybe a slight understatement).  Third, camping is a lot of work and requires a lot of gear.  So I’m pretty sure I’ve never taken my

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I had to put this picture because it’s a face I’ve seen Hayes make before. It’s his “What????” face. hayes is my little reader.  he can read for hours if he is interested.  he prides himself in how fast he can read and constantly asks me to guess which page he is on. today on the ride home from soccer practice he was telling me about a book he is reading.  something about it just made me

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See….I knew I wouldn’t get as good of pictures on the first day of school!  But as I looked through the four shots I did get, I had to laugh/cry remembering how it went.  I just wish I’d gotten the final shot of how it all ended up.  I’ll try to give you Chase’s thoughts that morning: “Is that the bus I see coming up the road???” “Oh yay! The bus is coming.  I’m so excited” “Wait a

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These are various photos from about a month ago that I never got posted. The commentary is going to be limited since I am typing one-handed. (compliments of a little girl named Allie Marie) Chase pretending to talk on the phone.                                               Drive up to the White Corrals at sunset   Nice pose…just a tad dorky! :) Hayes and

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I took these pics of Ree before church on Sunday.  She is growing so fast I can’t believe it. 

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We’ve been hauling horses to Spence’s Papa Hamblin’s field in Eagar.  The grass is unbelievably good up there after the monsoons we’ve been having.  Hopefully any of you Hamblins who check my blog will enjoy seeing how beautiful it is right now.  Chase has now nicknamed Spence “Daddy Spence”…it’s the only thing he calls him (besides dumb and meanie).   Spence and Ree with Uncle T in the

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If  you’re not familiar with cutting horses, you may be wondering what a turn-back man is.  Now, I’m no cutting expert, but I am the queen of “armchair horsemanship”.  I cannot count the hours I’ve spent listening to Spence talk about training horses, watching Spence training horses, watching instructional videos about training horses, watching cuttings on TV, watching actual cuttings, looking at

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  I’m leaving this picture purposefully small to see if you can tell what I found in the swing the other day. Scroll down to see if you were right.                 None other than Chase’s half-eaten corn cob.  Hope it had a comfy nap! :) If we (moms) wrote down all the crazy things we found in unexpected places, we could fill volumes I’m sure. 

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It’s 10:30 at night.  The house is quiet.  The boys are asleep in their room and Allie is asleep in the swing.  She’ll probably sleep until at least 5am.  Spence and I are getting ready for bed.  I’m about to hop into bed when Spence says, “Don’t you need to feed the baby?”  “No,” I reply.  “She’ll probably sleep until morning.”  “Well just go get her so I can play with her for a little while and

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OK…I know all of you moms in SJ are wondering what in the world I’m talking about since school doesn’t start for another week.  But on a marathon trip to Flagstaff yesterday, my mom and I picked up some school clothes for Chase.  After his bath today I tried on his first day outfit to see if it fit him.  I decided to take his picture since who knows what kind of day we’ll have on the first day of

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Yes, this is going to be a post with a bunch of pictures of grass.  We’re ranchers O.K.  Everything depends upon the grass.  My mom and dad-in-law are in a mission in England, and they have been fasting and praying right along with us for rain, so they need to see pictures of the fruits of their labors.  So bear with me…these are for you Mom and Dad.  We are so grateful for every drop of rain.

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Doesn’t look like the safest place for a baby does it.  There is a little dip in the couch right in that spot and she fit perfectly.  I think she would roll right off now.  It was fun while it lasted.  Love that there are spilled potatoes all over the floor in the background.  Would someone please pick those up. (Chase just came in and the first thing he noticed in the picture was the potatoes…

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I meant to take a bunch of pictures this 24th, but like usual, it was just too difficult (difficult for someone with a mind like a sieve) for me to remember.  But I did get a few. My brother Matt, his wife Gina, their little boy Nolan, Gina’s sister Mandy and daughter Brianna, and a cousin named Aaron came for the celebration.  Gina with the nephews. Cousins. Hayes is always a big hit

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Spence and I have been trying to get out on the ranch to take some pictures now that it has rained, but every time we are about to go, it starts raining.  Now, if you know Spence at all, you’ll know that he hates driving on our roads when they are muddy because it really tears them up.  He’s really quite insane about it.  Really.  So today when it started raining right as we were about to leave,

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Maren took this picture for us in the hospital.  Allie Marie Platt.  5 lbs, 13 oz.  19 inches long.  Born 12:56am, May 20, 2010. 

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Chase gets up first thing in the morning, finds Allie Ree, and sticks both hands out to me telling me that it is now time for him to hold her.  Usually I’m feeding her, so he settles for kissing her her multiple times with nice slobbery kisses. (his kissing has actually gotten much less slobbery and much softer…no more pressing his teeth into you when he kisses)  The funny thing is is that she

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After the campfire circle, the kids and I went to hear Spence and his band practice for a minute.  It was late and the baby stayed asleep in the car.  On the way home I asked Hayes to check on her and to see if she was still asleep and he laughed and assured me that she was (he noticed the “malfunction”).  When I got her into the house and into the light, this is what I found.  Hayes said it had

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