At cow camp this spring I got the chance to be around several father-son, father-daughter, and 3 generations of families. Just like most families, you could see lots of resemblance from Grandpa to Grand Son, and Great Grandpas to Grand Daughters.

After months and months in the hospital, Tyler was sent home to live life as best as he could with no arms and short a toe or two..... Feeling sorry for himself and sitting around wondering why me... were not something he did.... Instead, he figured out how to rig up everything on the place so that he could go on.

That is something that can't be bought, but with TIME you can make all the other things I listed happen. With Time you will learn Life Lessons, with Time you make Best Friends, with Time your heart can feel the warmth of being Loved, with Time Family becomes closer, and Memories come from someone special in your life giving you just a little bit of their TIME.

I made a promise to myself to always take the time and put the effort into making Halloween Special for the kids. And with that we always make our costumes homemade, no store-bought getup's here!

Always looking for a way to make things run better, faster, and of course smoother.......His ideas always start with "It'd be better if you take them through that gate, down that ally"......" You can figure out the rest of the story....haha

Chris and Carlee got asked to ride Broncs at the Wild West Show in Dewey, Ok...... Our friend Shannon took this picture. It is such a neat place. Everything is old-time there from the fence, to the speakers, and to the grass arena..... makes for a great picture!!

When Chris came back in the yard this evening after a short ride on a colt, we got to looking at the old windmill in the front yard. I LOVE windmills, but this one is old and not too pretty to look at and it is right on display in the circle drive.

After a long winter of the same ole day in and day out of stringing yearlings on a feed line and pulling sick cattle......summer prowling is always something to look forward to.

Going to the Back Side.........here in the Flint Hills there are still Cowboys who gather cattle the "Old Fashioned Way"......with only horses and cowboys, leaving all motorized equipment at the House!!

Spitting image of his Dad.....never having much to say but always having that little shy smile on his face. Cowboy at heart, gentlemen because mom makes him, and hard worker because that is all he knows.

Cowgirl all the way through........High maintenance I must say. She would prefer the pink hand made tall tops over any other boots..... or shoes for that matter.

Chris, Husband, often called Honey. Have you ever heard people say they married their "Best Friend"? I have.... and I DID!