<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:00:38.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hardy Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-6166460777798635491</id><published>2011-11-21T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T11:09:16.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Fall</title><content type='html'>Our Fall has been busy yet wonderful. It is hard to believe how fast the last 2 months have gone by. We have had birthdays, trips, and lots of fun. Here is a brief summary of our adventures.&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677519054741345874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZZfYYQvkII/TsqZf99ellI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ycJFCRg1co0/s400/P1000822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skaidrite turned 7 the end of September. She requested a cowgirl/boy party, so all the guests dressed up. It was a beautiful day 26C. Couldn't have asked for a better gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoNfI9n_LPw/TsqZfcpEpBI/AAAAAAAAAck/dyJGtBrBe_o/s1600/P1000828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677519045797389330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoNfI9n_LPw/TsqZfcpEpBI/AAAAAAAAAck/dyJGtBrBe_o/s400/P1000828.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being fall we went across the street and played in the leaves with the ladybugs. (there wre hundreds of them crawling around in the leaves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC0MhbQA4AI/TsqZffGqboI/AAAAAAAAAcY/yKHTGyby7Yw/s1600/P1000845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677519046458371714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC0MhbQA4AI/TsqZffGqboI/AAAAAAAAAcY/yKHTGyby7Yw/s400/P1000845.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five days later on October 5th, Rutha had her first birthday. Skaidrite made her the crown; Abigail made her the cheerio necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmkWnkK62xM/TsqYphAO7aI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QcNs3A7QlM4/s1600/P1000848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677518119255338402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hmkWnkK62xM/TsqYphAO7aI/AAAAAAAAAcM/QcNs3A7QlM4/s400/P1000848.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutha enjoying her Pumpkin Cheese Cake Birthday Cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfXB6i_2XFk/TsqYpHdUxlI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oaBiGPoYQNY/s1600/P1000850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677518112398034514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfXB6i_2XFk/TsqYpHdUxlI/AAAAAAAAAcA/oaBiGPoYQNY/s400/P1000850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days after Rutha's party, we had on for my mom. The girls insisted on Grandma wearing the bag as a birthday hat (Abigail actually was the one who insisted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S71hK9jFQxg/TsqYozbvITI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7w6HnVWRYP8/s1600/P1000867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677518107022663986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S71hK9jFQxg/TsqYozbvITI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7w6HnVWRYP8/s400/P1000867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Thanksgiving weekend we roasted smores at my mom and dad's place. This is Skai enjoying hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSuc5Gxhx_c/TsqYoVEeCpI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1KKWnyA_k-M/s1600/P1000871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677518098872011410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eSuc5Gxhx_c/TsqYoVEeCpI/AAAAAAAAAbo/1KKWnyA_k-M/s400/P1000871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one batch of many of the carrots we dug in our garden in October. Most of them were a good size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ718J9Lwic/TsqYoKF1acI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KPvPJ1naDS4/s1600/P1000872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677518095924947394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ718J9Lwic/TsqYoKF1acI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KPvPJ1naDS4/s400/P1000872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls taking a ride in the carrot cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNi3_HYgiwQ/TsqXd3Rd2YI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_x3ZkITqsZs/s1600/P1000883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516819563141506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rNi3_HYgiwQ/TsqXd3Rd2YI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_x3ZkITqsZs/s400/P1000883.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skaidrite and Esther all dressed up for school on Halloween. Skai was a witch and Esther a cowgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rcYlU64So4Q/TsqXdvdd9FI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YDAMEREo2mo/s1600/P1000885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516817465996370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rcYlU64So4Q/TsqXdvdd9FI/AAAAAAAAAbE/YDAMEREo2mo/s400/P1000885.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Abigail got to do while sisters were at school Halloween morning. Thankfully it all melted before the afternoon was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-otq-1vL4E/TsqXc4ynJnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/73bZ3j19hCc/s1600/P1000889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516802790729330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I-otq-1vL4E/TsqXc4ynJnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/73bZ3j19hCc/s400/P1000889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rutha dressed up as a rabbit. (She stayed home to help me hand out treats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfbeZn4Z1OY/TsqXcqWGU8I/AAAAAAAAAas/ff1bf707PpI/s1600/P1000890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516798913041346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gfbeZn4Z1OY/TsqXcqWGU8I/AAAAAAAAAas/ff1bf707PpI/s400/P1000890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skaidrite the witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5IKcS201pdY/TsqWvM6A1EI/AAAAAAAAAag/qjOZ501k0AY/s1600/P1000891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516017916499010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5IKcS201pdY/TsqWvM6A1EI/AAAAAAAAAag/qjOZ501k0AY/s400/P1000891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esther turned into a vampire cowgirl with teeth she got from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy3cHBahqII/TsqWutVLrvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3x8Gqj4xMm0/s1600/P1000893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516009440521970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yy3cHBahqII/TsqWutVLrvI/AAAAAAAAAaU/3x8Gqj4xMm0/s400/P1000893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abigail was a beautiful princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDfRbzMJkLU/TsqWuYHNQHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/19K_32H0sNg/s1600/P1000888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677516003744759922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tDfRbzMJkLU/TsqWuYHNQHI/AAAAAAAAAaI/19K_32H0sNg/s400/P1000888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all of them before heading out into the cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xgoK3qQWbdI/TsqWtono1sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6ZwMLwAOU9o/s1600/P1000905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677515990995883714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xgoK3qQWbdI/TsqWtono1sI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/6ZwMLwAOU9o/s400/P1000905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beginning of November we had a quick trip to Utah. This is the girls in front of the Conference Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3TpL6Pc1vY/TsqWtZSmX4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nLp7KAoYJrE/s1600/P1000908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677515986881109890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3TpL6Pc1vY/TsqWtZSmX4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/nLp7KAoYJrE/s400/P1000908.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Esther, Abigail, Skaidrite and Rutha in front of the Christus. That was a touching experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByJNIvC2Ynk/TsqVzc8II8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/H0wKMByU234/s1600/P1000909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677514991428182978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ByJNIvC2Ynk/TsqVzc8II8I/AAAAAAAAAZg/H0wKMByU234/s400/P1000909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Family in front of the Christus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-2l7TFd2qM/TsqVyuxLYrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1UQ9bp-O6Tg/s1600/P1000916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677514979034227378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s-2l7TFd2qM/TsqVyuxLYrI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1UQ9bp-O6Tg/s400/P1000916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, Rutha, Esther and Skaidrite touching the Salt Lake Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdSVxE8voTo/TsqVyTtp6BI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PnSn7vOmLa4/s1600/P1000918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677514971771693074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SdSVxE8voTo/TsqVyTtp6BI/AAAAAAAAAZM/PnSn7vOmLa4/s400/P1000918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then took the girls into the tabernacle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjVfXLMqvKg/TsqVxRoI6SI/AAAAAAAAAZA/r0avBPTCJvo/s1600/P1000921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677514954031819042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YjVfXLMqvKg/TsqVxRoI6SI/AAAAAAAAAZA/r0avBPTCJvo/s400/P1000921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole reason for the trip. Sarah's baptism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZHLaKLb38U/TsqVxKdQzpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1IvD7ftCT-U/s1600/P1000926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677514952107150994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tZHLaKLb38U/TsqVxKdQzpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1IvD7ftCT-U/s400/P1000926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cousins that were there. What a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was definately a great time. Too quick of a trip but we are so glad we made the trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-6166460777798635491?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/6166460777798635491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=6166460777798635491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6166460777798635491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6166460777798635491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-fall.html' title='Our Fall'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZZfYYQvkII/TsqZf99ellI/AAAAAAAAAcw/ycJFCRg1co0/s72-c/P1000822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7208717932895850297</id><published>2011-09-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T16:53:30.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiking Chief Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;For Landon's and my date this month we decided to hike up Chief Mountain in Montana. Thanks to Jared and Sher, who watched our girls for us, we were able to do the hike. We went with Scott (Landon's co-worker) and his daughter, and my brother Lucas. We left Raymond at 6:30am and started our hike at 8:20am. We got back to our vehicle at 3:20pm. It was an awsome hike that I would love to do on a less windy day so we could walk along the top. I felt so blessed to be able to do this hike with Landon and celebrate our 8 years engagment anniversary which is the 20th of this month.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vi8wj0I6k8/TneMEJKh_rI/AAAAAAAAAYk/fwtvMFOQ-qg/s1600/P1000754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654141859994402482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vi8wj0I6k8/TneMEJKh_rI/AAAAAAAAAYk/fwtvMFOQ-qg/s400/P1000754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Chief Mountain from where we parked our vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUSyrnN83rg/TneMDtKlF9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/nP86fvSgQOU/s1600/P1000757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654141852478412754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NUSyrnN83rg/TneMDtKlF9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/nP86fvSgQOU/s400/P1000757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon and I in front of Chief part way into the hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DjBPCXaYS8/TneMCnQDsVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lUUVtbA-858/s1600/P1000758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654141833710907730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DjBPCXaYS8/TneMCnQDsVI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lUUVtbA-858/s400/P1000758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon basking in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQk8aJL0T9U/TneMBoyS8wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/EpzoH5Qxez4/s1600/P1000761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654141816943080194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQk8aJL0T9U/TneMBoyS8wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/EpzoH5Qxez4/s400/P1000761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon found a stream on the journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6jvBGj97Bs/TneLLMZp9YI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JZH2EAQwY08/s1600/P1000762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140881610601858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p6jvBGj97Bs/TneLLMZp9YI/AAAAAAAAAX8/JZH2EAQwY08/s400/P1000762.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon is a little closer to Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwCZ7uJ0Cq8/TneLKgLMpAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Cyg7H3mTdpw/s1600/P1000763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140869738800130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwCZ7uJ0Cq8/TneLKgLMpAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Cyg7H3mTdpw/s400/P1000763.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proof that I came on the hike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rr38D3fYiA/TneLJzvqatI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JWWvOogcKn0/s1600/P1000764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140857812150994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--rr38D3fYiA/TneLJzvqatI/AAAAAAAAAXs/JWWvOogcKn0/s400/P1000764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are getting closer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKfzJ1bDHEo/TneLJLOT4TI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RDY5DvoDv1c/s1600/P1000767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140846934843698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vKfzJ1bDHEo/TneLJLOT4TI/AAAAAAAAAXk/RDY5DvoDv1c/s400/P1000767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna in the rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnLKh91geHg/TneLINlyX6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/mdt8y7RzmP8/s1600/P1000770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654140830390312866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XnLKh91geHg/TneLINlyX6I/AAAAAAAAAXc/mdt8y7RzmP8/s400/P1000770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon holding the rocks:) (He brought home the one on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAp7ZiKjnaw/TneKGIGRHDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4IKjuCAYg9Q/s1600/P1000772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654139695044566066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAp7ZiKjnaw/TneKGIGRHDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/4IKjuCAYg9Q/s400/P1000772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna on a rock that couldn't come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMiS0_Jls3Q/TneKFv5trZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v-pjlsJgNw8/s1600/P1000781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654139688549461394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMiS0_Jls3Q/TneKFv5trZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v-pjlsJgNw8/s400/P1000781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna part way up the loose stuff (I found a place where I stopped slipping:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwPVCqiyM6E/TneKFADQHuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/U2XmBCGcM9U/s1600/P1000783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654139675704565474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwPVCqiyM6E/TneKFADQHuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/U2XmBCGcM9U/s400/P1000783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon found a good spot to rest on the loose rocks (even the big ones move!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynu3drjnq3o/TneKEvT9OZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/11WGrqxk_8Y/s1600/P1000785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654139671211227538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ynu3drjnq3o/TneKEvT9OZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/11WGrqxk_8Y/s400/P1000785.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna getting closer to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j11-VXbzQU8/TneH-b8ljcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5ws7vS7GfVU/s1600/P1000787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654137363910462914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j11-VXbzQU8/TneH-b8ljcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5ws7vS7GfVU/s400/P1000787.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna made it (we ducked down in a cravas to be safe and out of the wind. It was blowing hard that day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-eRsCxvTiw/TneH-B36OoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/01M_ey01Y4M/s1600/P1000789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654137356911524482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-eRsCxvTiw/TneH-B36OoI/AAAAAAAAAWk/01M_ey01Y4M/s400/P1000789.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon and I at the top out of the wind eating lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWufcnrOkwk/TneH9qoVwaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lNEdi0KJfeI/s1600/P1000792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654137350672204194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWufcnrOkwk/TneH9qoVwaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/lNEdi0KJfeI/s400/P1000792.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon touching the top of Chief Mountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-MzH-vnI1g/TneH9B_PE4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/M6SqRU59p3w/s1600/P1000794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654137339762381698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S-MzH-vnI1g/TneH9B_PE4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/M6SqRU59p3w/s400/P1000794.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view from where we ate lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHbKIpgp6S4/TneH8uBAJrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kcBhoVztboM/s1600/P1000795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654137334401083058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHbKIpgp6S4/TneH8uBAJrI/AAAAAAAAAWM/kcBhoVztboM/s400/P1000795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenna on the front side of Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSs0DcG1UrM/TneGMoyZ42I/AAAAAAAAAWE/k1IaJ0I0ymw/s1600/P1000796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654135408852329314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TSs0DcG1UrM/TneGMoyZ42I/AAAAAAAAAWE/k1IaJ0I0ymw/s400/P1000796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon on the front side of Chief Mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rEdxX0oewVI/TneGMGb3azI/AAAAAAAAAV8/90Z13auDw54/s1600/P1000797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654135399630990130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rEdxX0oewVI/TneGMGb3azI/AAAAAAAAAV8/90Z13auDw54/s400/P1000797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No Landon that is not gold, just lichen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIfha7wo7OE/TneGLlsJ60I/AAAAAAAAAV0/VUd6LeznTAA/s1600/P1000799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654135390840941378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NIfha7wo7OE/TneGLlsJ60I/AAAAAAAAAV0/VUd6LeznTAA/s400/P1000799.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Part of the front of Chief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOGW9i9q1c4/TneGLAB9YgI/AAAAAAAAAVs/prPbHWC_UtM/s1600/P1000804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654135380731847170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOGW9i9q1c4/TneGLAB9YgI/AAAAAAAAAVs/prPbHWC_UtM/s400/P1000804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brenna getting a rock out of her shoe. It was much faster going down than up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZO-oShja0U/TneGKX-UU0I/AAAAAAAAAVk/f-8isILUUAU/s1600/P1000806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654135369979155266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LZO-oShja0U/TneGKX-UU0I/AAAAAAAAAVk/f-8isILUUAU/s400/P1000806.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon left our mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dy_XpXkDhEU/TneDYZomomI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tIt3lH9TzU4/s1600/P1000808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654132312408236642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dy_XpXkDhEU/TneDYZomomI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tIt3lH9TzU4/s400/P1000808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you look carefully you can see a white speck. Thats our vehicle (I'm pointing at it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAuB4luqE8U/TneDYHfAcmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Jz1V9ccUjYs/s1600/P1000811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654132307536147042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAuB4luqE8U/TneDYHfAcmI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Jz1V9ccUjYs/s400/P1000811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only girls on this hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOGIm0BBRs0/TneDXmv0eAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/EI3TV_NZrWc/s1600/P1000812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654132298748295170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOGIm0BBRs0/TneDXmv0eAI/AAAAAAAAAVM/EI3TV_NZrWc/s400/P1000812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon almost at the end of the hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzFvCdPD4S8/TneDXBIRtgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/6u8V-KwYi40/s1600/P1000813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654132288650327554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JzFvCdPD4S8/TneDXBIRtgI/AAAAAAAAAVE/6u8V-KwYi40/s400/P1000813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon and Brenna just before the end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhJJHeXam3U/TneDWSLEsbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/VUp0HkV8xNs/s1600/P1000816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654132276045590962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhJJHeXam3U/TneDWSLEsbI/AAAAAAAAAU8/VUp0HkV8xNs/s400/P1000816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our reunion with our girls. (5:00pm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7208717932895850297?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7208717932895850297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7208717932895850297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7208717932895850297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7208717932895850297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/09/hiking-chief-mountain.html' title='Hiking Chief Mountain'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Vi8wj0I6k8/TneMEJKh_rI/AAAAAAAAAYk/fwtvMFOQ-qg/s72-c/P1000754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-6635353709979583002</id><published>2011-09-16T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:39:04.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Two Weekends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last two weekends we had the privledge of camping and dancing and boating at the Great Canadian Barn. It was a much needed get away and we all loved the time that we spent there and in the surounding area. Landon and I got to practice dancing and the girls were able to dance and play and have fun. We loved everu minute and can not wait to go back again. Hopefully soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Great Canadian Barn Dance!!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK1M6HBBchc/TnPLAvdlp7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/52cIVZwBVZQ/s1600/P1000750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653085170881111986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK1M6HBBchc/TnPLAvdlp7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/52cIVZwBVZQ/s400/P1000750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0yA37Y9X8/TnPLANYXZyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nofMuura_2Q/s1600/P1000745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653085161732400930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wb0yA37Y9X8/TnPLANYXZyI/AAAAAAAAAUs/nofMuura_2Q/s400/P1000745.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucas demonstrating his talent on the kazoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYXPx4z-5Mc/TnPK_ArghOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1HFBkT3BE0Q/s1600/P1000730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653085141143160034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYXPx4z-5Mc/TnPK_ArghOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/1HFBkT3BE0Q/s400/P1000730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon and I enjoying our time on the boat whike the girls ride in the tube behind us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia9COk0aMp8/TnPK-lWFYGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zTtcxdi9uVs/s1600/P1000727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653085133805543522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia9COk0aMp8/TnPK-lWFYGI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zTtcxdi9uVs/s400/P1000727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail, Skaidrite and Esther enjoying riding the tube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAw27zH3tbY/TnPIdFjvN4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/NhhQv4pHOa4/s1600/P1000724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653082359313938306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oAw27zH3tbY/TnPIdFjvN4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/NhhQv4pHOa4/s400/P1000724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutha eating I mean enjoying the sand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-QVtbaoJf0/TnPIcQFAsQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rpBjXuDY2ug/s1600/P1000723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653082344957980930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-QVtbaoJf0/TnPIcQFAsQI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rpBjXuDY2ug/s400/P1000723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa, Abigail and Uncle Jekobs by the camp fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOBP5q_s9f4/TnPIb3ryqwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-mmLJUY06Jk/s1600/P1000711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653082338409753346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xOBP5q_s9f4/TnPIb3ryqwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/-mmLJUY06Jk/s400/P1000711.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna and Rutha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdt0Ku9SQ8M/TnPIbtEavVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/A8lApeaXm5g/s1600/P1000705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653082335560252754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdt0Ku9SQ8M/TnPIbtEavVI/AAAAAAAAAT0/A8lApeaXm5g/s400/P1000705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jocelyn, Peter and Esther (rocks for a beach that time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw6EH5PvURA/TnPIbLsC_sI/AAAAAAAAATs/tHk87CKwtAY/s1600/P1000702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653082326599663298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tw6EH5PvURA/TnPIbLsC_sI/AAAAAAAAATs/tHk87CKwtAY/s400/P1000702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenna and Rutha dancing the night away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muY3lk4y7O0/TnPHfmE1V-I/AAAAAAAAATk/2g57HJHNwxM/s1600/P1000699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653081302890797026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-muY3lk4y7O0/TnPHfmE1V-I/AAAAAAAAATk/2g57HJHNwxM/s400/P1000699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skaidrite, Esther and a friend listening to the band play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQFYpSh8sGI/TnPHfGu-kGI/AAAAAAAAATc/qd04BguN-g4/s1600/P1000698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653081294477627490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQFYpSh8sGI/TnPHfGu-kGI/AAAAAAAAATc/qd04BguN-g4/s400/P1000698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon dancing the night away with Abigail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJ8rnOLKaI/TnPHepeNr6I/AAAAAAAAATU/lQfzG1DMGhA/s1600/P1000683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653081286622687138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIJ8rnOLKaI/TnPHepeNr6I/AAAAAAAAATU/lQfzG1DMGhA/s400/P1000683.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esther, Rutha, Landon, Skai, Abigail and Papa making their way up Bears Hump in Waterton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdlLQD6VwfQ/TnPHeGbQefI/AAAAAAAAATM/tXNS23UwjYg/s1600/P1000694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653081277215046130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QdlLQD6VwfQ/TnPHeGbQefI/AAAAAAAAATM/tXNS23UwjYg/s400/P1000694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skai, Abigail, Rutha, and Esther. They walked the entire way (except Rutha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-jXZmWvEeg/TnPHdVgqGvI/AAAAAAAAATE/n7bUYl4jGRE/s1600/P1000690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653081264084359922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4-jXZmWvEeg/TnPHdVgqGvI/AAAAAAAAATE/n7bUYl4jGRE/s400/P1000690.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skaidrite, Abigail, Brenna, Rutha, Esther, and Landon at the top of Bears Hump&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-6635353709979583002?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/6635353709979583002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=6635353709979583002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6635353709979583002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6635353709979583002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/09/last-two-weekends.html' title='The Last Two Weekends!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KK1M6HBBchc/TnPLAvdlp7I/AAAAAAAAAU0/52cIVZwBVZQ/s72-c/P1000750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7390884624587379440</id><published>2011-07-28T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:22:50.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skai's Summer Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy3m-DJ_n44/TjIwrPXUzuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/NCjTVZlvZ-0/s1600/P1000610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 293px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 387px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634619603210784482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy3m-DJ_n44/TjIwrPXUzuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/NCjTVZlvZ-0/s400/P1000610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Skaidrite has always had a passion for horses and riding horses. Her dream is to become a cowgirl when she grows up. To help her get started on that dream we found out about a lady that gives horse back riding lessons here in Raymond and we got in contact with her and registered Skai in a Beginners Summer Camp for Horseback Riding. (Thank you Taya for giving us that info).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWMRyrrHJ0U/TjIxf6FLfZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/iwZdtirgEEo/s1600/P1000609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634620508030598546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWMRyrrHJ0U/TjIxf6FLfZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/iwZdtirgEEo/s400/P1000609.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skai this week spent 3 hours every day learning about horses and riding them bareback. She was given Lil Angel, a chocolate Palamino Pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVUCrhzUako/TjIyGAQOPzI/AAAAAAAAASE/RaxA1M10t3Y/s1600/P1000607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634621162522558258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TVUCrhzUako/TjIyGAQOPzI/AAAAAAAAASE/RaxA1M10t3Y/s400/P1000607.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She fell in love with her right away and their bond and friendship grew over the few days they were together. Today on the last day, she was able to paint her pony and all the children demonstrated what they had learned over the last few days. Skai did extremely well with the pony and handle the pony's stubbornness quite well. She stopped the pony without reigns, and trotted quite well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhmPqIH8lWc/TjIzngSyezI/AAAAAAAAASU/9Pd115nwsYk/s1600/P1000608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634622837570566962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vhmPqIH8lWc/TjIzngSyezI/AAAAAAAAASU/9Pd115nwsYk/s400/P1000608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was really proud of her and what she accomplished in 4 days. If you would like details, feel free to call Skai and she would love to share what she learned and experienced. Needless to say she will more than likely start riding lessons this fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7390884624587379440?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7390884624587379440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7390884624587379440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7390884624587379440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7390884624587379440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/07/skais-summer-camp.html' title='Skai&apos;s Summer Camp'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jy3m-DJ_n44/TjIwrPXUzuI/AAAAAAAAAR0/NCjTVZlvZ-0/s72-c/P1000610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8870302483244287948</id><published>2011-05-22T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T19:16:01.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of April and most of May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGAzuQWjzYg/TdmUEDcX7zI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VFDFhmYXtxI/s1600/P1000055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609677608231366450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGAzuQWjzYg/TdmUEDcX7zI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VFDFhmYXtxI/s400/P1000055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is amazing how fast time goes by. Since I wrote last Abigail turned 3 and the soother fairy came and traded a doll for Abigail's soother ands it worked! She is also almost daytime potty trained. She wears the panties but occasionally waits too long before realizing she needs to go and starts in them. But we are making progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNZ5qgvQFkE/TdmSfP5Y2pI/AAAAAAAAARA/3XjG--A3cOs/s1600/P1000143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609675876407499410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DNZ5qgvQFkE/TdmSfP5Y2pI/AAAAAAAAARA/3XjG--A3cOs/s400/P1000143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent a wonderful 8 days out in Nanaimo on Vancouver Island and had an amazing visit with Lowyn and Heather and their family. It was hard to leave that beautiful city and come back to the prairies. (ps Heather, I did get a bit bigger diamond to replace the one I lost. Thanks for putting the bug in Landon's ear:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Landon had another birthday and we unfortunately did not do much because we were recovering from our trip. But we did sing to him and had cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It has been a busy week and I am very glad that it is done. It has been nice to spend time with Landon this week end as we have not been seeing much of him this last week between work and his church calling (hoping to see a change with the work end of things). It was also my turn for Joy School which was a lot of fun to have those children here and celebrate families. Skai and Esther had soccer this week and we also registered Skai for Summer Camp for learning how to ride a horse ( an essential talent to know while living in southern Alberta). Since she was little she has had this fascination for horses and a desire to ride, so I got in contact with a ranch here and they suggested having her start off with the camp and go from there. We went out to the ranch on Wednesday and met lady in charge and met the horses. Skai is very excited that she is going to learn to be a real cowgirl like Sister Bikman in our ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXgU4Tfyuk4/TdmTZi3QuEI/AAAAAAAAARI/iMPXDXnF1r8/s1600/IMG_2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609676877931264066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXgU4Tfyuk4/TdmTZi3QuEI/AAAAAAAAARI/iMPXDXnF1r8/s400/IMG_2105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday was Esther's 5th birthday and she was up bright and early with excitement and woke us up to remind us that it was her birthday. Then Saturday she was up just as early and wanted to start her birthday party which wasn't going to happen for another 4 hours. She was so excited to be 5 and to have a princess party with some friends and girl cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well amidst all the business of this month we also managed to get everything in our garden (just have squash left to plant). Our onions are doing great and our peas are poking up out of the ground. The girls even have a section each of the garden where they could plant what ever they wanted to and they are responsible for their garden this summer. We are enthusiastic about the prospects of a good growing season and anticipate a great harvest come this fall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Landon and I left the girls at home with Taya, even Rutha, and went to the adult session of stake conference. It was nice to have that time with Landon, and it was a momment that I needed after this week. Thank you Taya. Conference today was wonderful as it always is, and I am always impressed with how well our girls behave at them (some times are better than others, but this was a good time). Now we get to enjoy a quiet afternoon together as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am very thankful for the quiet momments that come when we realize that Heavenly Father does love each of us and let us know that everything will turn out just fine. He provides insights little by little on how to better ourselves and our circumstances, and He sends angels to help us along the way. For this I am thankful for this day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8870302483244287948?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8870302483244287948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8870302483244287948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8870302483244287948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8870302483244287948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/05/rest-of-april-and-most-of-may.html' title='The Rest of April and most of May'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGAzuQWjzYg/TdmUEDcX7zI/AAAAAAAAARQ/VFDFhmYXtxI/s72-c/P1000055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-4337222847664026482</id><published>2011-03-27T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T20:39:40.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rat Race Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has been a week that I am very thankful is over. Been busy but good. Monday was a typical Monday for us with Skai going to school and Landon having cubs after work and FHE after dinner ( Mondays always seem long for me as Landon goes to work early and basically dosen't come home until after Cubs). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tuesday was the day I was dreading all of last week as Landon had to go up to Calgary to support Truehope in its court case against Health Canada. He was up just before 5am and I kind of woke up with him but stayed in bed until he left just before 6am. I had the impression to have him start our not so reliable van before he left, but I pushed it aside. My morning started like normal with getting Skai ready for school and I had everyone dressed and fed and ready to go, but our van refused to start. I called my sister and had her pick up Skai to take to school and then she came back so I could boost the van. After a good 20 minutes of trying, nothing worked. So I was husbandless and vehicless (not something I would encourage others to try). But Heavenly Father did not leave me alone through this. My sister, Terra, was kind enough to offer doing Kindergarten pick up for me and my sister-in-law, Sheralee, was wonderful and did the Joy School driving for me that day. I was blessed greatly. Skai had a friend come over after school on Tuesday for the afternoon which was fun, and Sher offered to have Abigail come over and play for the afternoon, which she really enjoyed. While Skai and her friend Molly were playing they were very interested in our Love Birds that we have. To get a better look, they thought it would be a good idea to open the door to their cage so they could see the birds and the eggs better. After a while they moved on to other activities. While they were playing a game in our living room, and I was nursing Rutha, we all of a sudden heard a "THUNK". My first thought was, oh dear, those girls left the door to the bird cage open and a bird is out flying in my house. Sure enough my fears were true. Lissa, one of our love birds was flying around in our kitchen. I carefully put Rutha in her crib, and put on our oven gloves and attempted to catch that bird. Lissa eventually made her way into our bedroom. I went from our bed to a chair by my dresser several times failing to catch her. After praying fervently I continued to try to catch her. After a while she hit something that stunned her for a bit and she ended up in Rutha's bed and then onto our floor under some of Landon's clothes. That is how I was able to get her. I carefully reached in the clothes and picked her up and returned her to her cage. Shortly after Lissa was back in her rightful spot, Sparkle, the other Love Bird was sure giving her a talking to scoulding her for her bad choice to leave her home. All in the house were releived to have the bird back where she belonged. Shortly after 4:30 Landon gave me a call saying that he was back in Raymond and would be home shortly. Heavenly Father knew what I could take and felt I had dealt with enough that day and relieved me by sending Landon home early which I was so thankful for. Before Landon went to Calgary, though, I explained what was happening that Tuesday to our girls and let them know we could eat what ever they wanted to for dinner. Skaidrite took everyones orders and it was decided that we would have Pizza for dinner with strawberry pizza for dessert. I did not know how to make strawberry pizza so I made it up. I took parts of 2 different recipes and put freshly sliced strawberries on top. It tasted delicious, and were able to share it with some other family. Landon was also glad that he was home in time to enjoy both the pizza and the strawberry pizza with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wednesday didn't stop to slow down for us. The girls and I had a chiropractor appointment in the morning. Then we went to Stay-and-Play in the afternoon because I promised the girls I would. I visit and teach Nancy who works and the parent link center and last time we came after stay-and-play was over and the girls wished they could have been there for the whole time rather then just the tail end. So this month we did go for all of stay-and-play and then I visited and taught Nancy afterwards. We rushed home after that was over and got dinner together so I could go to our Ward's Relief Society anniversary dinner. The dinner was amazing as was the program. Since the ward boundries were changed last Sunday, we said our farewells to some of the sisters that are moving on to the 9th ward. I was ready for bed Wednesday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thursday I went visiting teaching again and Sher was wonderful and took my girls for me so I could actually visit. It was nice. Friday was much quieter and we did most of our housework this day because Saturday was going to be busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Saturday, Landon and I were able to help prepare the food for the Honored Quest Party (a party for the elderly in the community). Sher and Jared once again came to the rescue and took all four of our girls for the time that we were at the cultural hall getting the food ready. It was fun visiting with the others there helping and also seeing all the guests come and enjoy the meal and program. Great-Grandma and Great-Grandpa Hardy were honored during part of the program and it was entertaining to hear the oos and aaaas when they mentioned the number of grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren that the had plus 73 years of marriage. The best part was actually spending time with Landon (I felt like I had not seen him all week) and we were able to enjoy the fine food after we were finished serving. It was nice to be able to do that for those special people. After we got our girls from their cousin's house, we were off to a birthday party for Naiomi (a cousin). Then finally we were home. We went for a walk and visited with some neighbors who had a baby a month ago and also went to visit Grandma and Grandpa Hardy. Dinner was pancakes and then bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was church. We went to the 9th ward for baby Eden's baby blessing. It was nice to see those from our ward who have moved on to the 9th ward. Then we rushed back to our ward because I really wanted to see who was now in our ward. We got a lot of new families that I am very excited to get to know as we continue in this ward the 4th ward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So that was our week in a nut shell. It has been fun and I learned a lot and am thankful for sisters who are always there when I need them. I could not have survived this week without my sisters ( in consider you sister-in-laws my sisters). I love you all and thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-4337222847664026482?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/4337222847664026482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=4337222847664026482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4337222847664026482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4337222847664026482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/03/rat-race-week.html' title='The Rat Race Week'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8079184507085765321</id><published>2011-03-20T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:30:14.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has Sprung Upon us Once Again</title><content type='html'>We have been waiting long for this day to arrive.  A sunny morning with White snow all over the ground greeted us this March 20th spring day.  Abigail says spring is Blue with nice sunshine. Esther says spring is Pink and Purple because of the flowers that grow. Skaidrite says spring is Green because grass grows.  Brenna says spring is White because of this morning. Landon thinks spring is Brown in lots of shades because of the grass being dead and the garden bare. We have had nice warmer windy weather which has brought geese flying north and seagulls to the school fields.  We have even seen pussy willows for a few weeks now.  But mister north wind reminds us to not get too excited yet!  But at least we know that date wise winter is officially over and spring is suppose to be here!&lt;br /&gt;  This week has been full of wonderful times.  We have had great times playing with cousins most of this week.  We had Lorrin and Spencer over for a bit on Monday, Maren and Evan on Wednesday, and The Hardy Boys (Ammon, Seth, Lorrin, Spencer, and Dalen) on Saturday.  I am so glad that these boys do not mind dolls and strollers and dresses as well as their parents seeing that is all we have in our home as of yet. &lt;br /&gt;  We were so glad that the wind was calm enough on Friday that we were able to enjoy being outside without the fear of being blown away.  Skai went to a friend's birthday party on Friday so Esther, Abigail, Rutha and I decided to walk to pick her up.  On our way home we decided to continue our walk and we went and saw the horses that belong to the Hills.  Sister Hill was there and allowed the girls to feed one of the horses oats and they were thrilled to be able to pet its nose.  To the girls excitement, she gave them permission to feed him apple cores from apples they eat next time we are out that way.  It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;  Primary was great today.  I (Brenna) really enjoy the time I get to spend with those children in our ward.  The testimonies and knowledge that these children have never cease to amaze me.  Esther was given the assignment to read the scripture of the month today.  All week her and I have been working really hard to memorize Doctrine and Covenants 1:38 (condensed in the months theme).  Today as she practiced it again, she asked me if she could say it all by herself, and she did to the amazement of all the other children in the primary.  We were also able to talk about prophets today and how important it is to follow our living prophet today.  It was fun to watch the children act out different things that our prophet, President Monson, has asked us to do.  We have twin boys in our sunbeam class and we had them act out "Love  Others".  The two of them gave eachother a great big hug.  It was so cute and touching to see the love that these boys have for eachother and their Savior.  It is my prayer that all of us can show that love for eachother and to our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;  I am going to have to cut this letter short as we are needing to get ready for a meeting the Stake is having tonight.  It will be interesting to see what all will be unfolded to us tonight and it will be a test to see if we are really willing to show that Love to others as wards are changed.  Change means growth and growth is good for all of us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8079184507085765321?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8079184507085765321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8079184507085765321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8079184507085765321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8079184507085765321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-sprung-upon-us-once-again.html' title='Spring has Sprung Upon us Once Again'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-5366964860707436974</id><published>2010-11-18T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T09:47:52.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Rutha Is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/TOVlbEsI9jI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kJcgsV_ioUs/s1600/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540946432339015218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/TOVlbEsI9jI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kJcgsV_ioUs/s400/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our little Rutha just a few days old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/TOVlakq84OI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Db7NHGlgmbs/s1600/IMG_0311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540946423744094434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/TOVlakq84OI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Db7NHGlgmbs/s400/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Brenna and Rutha a few hours after her beautiful water birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would give you the details, but I thought that if you would like them then I can email you them!  It really was a wonderful experience and I was so thankful to have had her at home because if I went to the hospital they would have induced me.  ( I did not want that).  So we had her come at her own pace and it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-5366964860707436974?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/5366964860707436974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=5366964860707436974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5366964860707436974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5366964860707436974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2010/11/baby-rutha-is-here.html' title='Baby Rutha Is Here!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/TOVlbEsI9jI/AAAAAAAAAQg/kJcgsV_ioUs/s72-c/IMG_0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-2088534661742836550</id><published>2009-12-21T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:47:06.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_QL2DTszI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8KD1yf3Q2XM/s1600-h/IMG_9298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417777778656523058" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_QL2DTszI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8KD1yf3Q2XM/s400/IMG_9298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear 20 month old Abigail decided to help me unload the dishwasher and decided she would do the utinsels.  Didn't she do a lovely job!  I am glad that she is willing and eager to help.  I just need to help her learn to sort the utinsel I think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-2088534661742836550?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/2088534661742836550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=2088534661742836550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2088534661742836550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2088534661742836550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-little-helper.html' title='My Little Helper'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_QL2DTszI/AAAAAAAAAQI/8KD1yf3Q2XM/s72-c/IMG_9298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-4097751940976196921</id><published>2009-12-21T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:43:13.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Lucas is Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_OioIWwPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/MwBpf-ANfTU/s1600-h/IMG_9274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417775971033334002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_OioIWwPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/MwBpf-ANfTU/s400/IMG_9274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skai, Baby JJ(Laying on the blanket), Elizabeth, Naiomi, and Esther Painting Uncle Lucas' Home Coming Sign.  The other 3 children helped paint as well as did my sister and I.  It was great fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_Oizfs0tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8VgB9P4h0pY/s1600-h/IMG_9284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417775974084039378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_Oizfs0tI/AAAAAAAAAQA/8VgB9P4h0pY/s400/IMG_9284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!  Lucas is home safe and sound, and back to playing computer game songs on the key board. Ahhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all glad to have Uncle Lucas home and look forward to hearing him talk on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-4097751940976196921?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/4097751940976196921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=4097751940976196921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4097751940976196921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4097751940976196921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/12/uncle-lucas-is-home.html' title='Uncle Lucas is Home'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sy_OioIWwPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/MwBpf-ANfTU/s72-c/IMG_9274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8827859022371506398</id><published>2009-12-08T09:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:45:12.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!  Let It Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  . . . Ok I think it is enough now...  It can stop any time now ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_8vt9tI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n5oswIpQwPE/s1600-h/IMG_9273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922130946717394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_8vt9tI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n5oswIpQwPE/s400/IMG_9273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did the swings go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_TbFSRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gXGmb0CNKQk/s1600-h/IMG_9272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922119854311698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_TbFSRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/gXGmb0CNKQk/s400/IMG_9272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a hill in our garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_PwjovI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CL1YdAUOZqM/s1600-h/IMG_9270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922118870639346" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_PwjovI/AAAAAAAAAPg/CL1YdAUOZqM/s400/IMG_9270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Apple Tree is a tree not a bush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P-pKetEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ljjd83N38QY/s1600-h/IMG_9267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412922108510385218" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P-pKetEI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ljjd83N38QY/s400/IMG_9267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovely drifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8827859022371506398?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8827859022371506398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8827859022371506398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8827859022371506398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8827859022371506398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let.html' title='Let it Snow!  Let It Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  Let it Snow!  . . . Ok I think it is enough now...  It can stop any time now ...'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Sx6P_8vt9tI/AAAAAAAAAPw/n5oswIpQwPE/s72-c/IMG_9273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-4883779991490318244</id><published>2009-11-09T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:07:26.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SvhLx6pZ85I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/669JcpOsl58/s1600-h/IMG_9110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402151073959506834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SvhLx6pZ85I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/669JcpOsl58/s400/IMG_9110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls had great fun on Halloween.  Esther was a ladybug, Abi was a rabbit, and Skai was a butterfly.  They had fun and so did we!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-4883779991490318244?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/4883779991490318244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=4883779991490318244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4883779991490318244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4883779991490318244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SvhLx6pZ85I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/669JcpOsl58/s72-c/IMG_9110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-668791336887112161</id><published>2009-07-01T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:49:57.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Then Until Now</title><content type='html'>Life has been busy since my last update. So I thought that I would just highlight some fun events that have occurred from then until now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon Turned 29!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIFrJ_X68I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GacIIEafCNw/s1600-h/IMG_7758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356345125923778" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIFrJ_X68I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GacIIEafCNw/s400/IMG_7758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esther turned 3! And the best part is the 'Soother Fairy' came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIGGFyRSAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eDWI4Nwtitg/s1600-h/IMG_7826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356807853688834" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIGGFyRSAI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eDWI4Nwtitg/s400/IMG_7826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIGF_ZUP1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/OqEG2bDHPio/s1600-h/IMG_7823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364356806138412882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIGF_ZUP1I/AAAAAAAAAMg/OqEG2bDHPio/s400/IMG_7823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the Calgary Zoo on June 6th. It rained, snowed, hailed, and had sun shine all in the same day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364357826722094322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIHBZXbXPI/AAAAAAAAANA/0wa4l63DjQI/s400/IMG_7880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIHAjTL-XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2X9b9qBx4XA/s1600-h/IMG_8085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364357812208793970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIHAjTL-XI/AAAAAAAAAMw/2X9b9qBx4XA/s400/IMG_8085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIHA-M8LXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BnBFns0M-Fk/s1600-h/IMG_7864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364357819430350194" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIHA-M8LXI/AAAAAAAAAM4/BnBFns0M-Fk/s400/IMG_7864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIIf11v0ZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0VkUQ6Majd4/s1600-h/IMG_8105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359449273160082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIIf11v0ZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/0VkUQ6Majd4/s400/IMG_8105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brenna turned 29! It was the best treat was to have Grandma Ogrins and Aunty Ruth there to share that day with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa and Tyler were married on Jun 20th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIRhckL4XI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HXOyO2P39lc/s1600-h/IMG_8180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364369372453003634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIRhckL4XI/AAAAAAAAAPA/HXOyO2P39lc/s400/IMG_8180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skai and Great Grandma Ogrins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIRhJz3i-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/QXFtGK29AnI/s1600-h/IMG_8170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364369367418506210" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIRhJz3i-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/QXFtGK29AnI/s400/IMG_8170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364364121186035442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIMvyEk5vI/AAAAAAAAAN4/AXUxsigBFFw/s400/IMG_8172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skai, Abigail, Elizabeth, Tim, Sophis, Naiomi, Esther (All but 2 Ogrins Cousins)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Melissa were married on June 26th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPeuKrGdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7rIiOH9tW3A/s1600-h/IMG_8285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364367126614972882" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPeuKrGdI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7rIiOH9tW3A/s400/IMG_8285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna, abigail, Skai, Grandma Ogrins, Sophia, Naiomi, Esther&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnITOWIcBSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rIjmopP8JjI/s1600-h/IMG_8230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364371243331749154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnITOWIcBSI/AAAAAAAAAPI/rIjmopP8JjI/s400/IMG_8230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon and Abigail at Cameron Falls (Waterton Lake)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPey4lXDI/AAAAAAAAAOY/EW8uNNc6aBc/s1600-h/IMG_8231.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPfTnh4OI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZsWNA5oSTKo/s1600-h/IMG_8308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364367136668115170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPfTnh4OI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ZsWNA5oSTKo/s400/IMG_8308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna ran in the Raymond 5km race and came in 4th in her category (27:19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPf_5cQbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/E8YRZ4d5l4A/s1600-h/IMG_8369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364367148554404274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPf_5cQbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/E8YRZ4d5l4A/s400/IMG_8369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPgEbw0dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/nPgTivykSoY/s1600-h/IMG_8373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364367149772100050" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIPgEbw0dI/AAAAAAAAAOw/nPgTivykSoY/s400/IMG_8373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-668791336887112161?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/668791336887112161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=668791336887112161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/668791336887112161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/668791336887112161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-then-until-now.html' title='From Then Until Now'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SnIFrJ_X68I/AAAAAAAAAMY/GacIIEafCNw/s72-c/IMG_7758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8140227728532311722</id><published>2009-05-08T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:57:01.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Will and God's Will</title><content type='html'>I have learned an important lesson this week as our family experienced what we did.  As most of you all know I was pregnant.  As of last Sunday I was 11 weeks pregnant.  On Monday, after attending parent preschool with my girls, I noticed that I was spotting.  I immediately called my midwife who said that she would come and see me.  She let me know that some women do spot and bleed during pregnancy, so it may be nothing.  She also said that if I am miss carrying that there is nothing that I could do to stop it from happening.  I had Landon give me a priesthood blessing and went to bed.  On Tuesday I was bleeding still and a little heavier than the day before.  I kept my midwife up to date and carried on with my day.  I had Landon and my Dad give me a blessing of the sick.  In it was told that things would go according to Heavenly Father's will.  My fear that his will was to not carry the baby any more.  I called some family who had experienced this before to understand more what was happening to me.  That evening I felt something change inside of me and I rushed to the bathroom.  From then on until Wednesday evening I was bleeding quite heavily, having a lot of cramps, and passing a lot of blood clotts.  The bleeding was what was concerning me, and I was sad that this was all happening.  I had Landon give me another blessing of comfort  and what was said gave me great peace.  I knew at this point that I wasn't going to keep the baby, so the blessing was what I needed.  I was able to sleep well that night, and Landon stayed home that next day(IWednesday).  Family and friends were kind in calling and bringing me meals as I rested all day.  Landon did amazing with the girls that day.  My midwife came and checked my vitals to see if everything was ok and it was.  That evening we went to soccer to watch Skai play, and came home and got ready for bed.  As I was helping the girls in the bathroom I felt something and went to the washroom as I passed the baby.  It  was amazing the peace I felt as it all ended.  I was so glad that the bleeding slowed down considerably and the cramps went away and the whole experience was done.  As we looked at the mass, we could tell that it was not developing properly and that it was better that I didn't carry it longer.  Although I was excited at the thought of having another baby, it was not God's will that I have one this fall.  I am looking forward to trying again as I know that there is another little one waiting to join our little family.  It is hard sometimes to know God's will and as hard as it may be to accept the will of God, we can receive the confirmation we needto know what is happening is what Heavenly Father wants to have happen and we learn and grow from each of these experiences.  I am greatful for this experience and what we as a family have learned from it.  I am also thankful for the love I have felt from family and friends around us as we moved through this.  We love you and wish you were all close enough to give you all a hug and say thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8140227728532311722?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8140227728532311722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8140227728532311722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8140227728532311722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8140227728532311722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-will-and-gods-will.html' title='Our Will and God&apos;s Will'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-3109199088164090844</id><published>2009-03-26T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:23:52.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief Society Anniversary Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Family and Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  I thought that I should share with you the experience I had last night at our wards Relief Society Anniversary Dinner.  Even though it was snowing really good last night I felt I should attend the dinner.  They had a delicious Roast Beef dinner and a beautiful program about Helping Hands.  They had a slide show of the hands of sisters in our ward doing something that they are good at, and we had to guess whose hands where whose.  It was fun.  When I came in, I originally had sat down at a table with some older sisters in our ward.  Then my friend Collet came in and asked me to sit with her at her table.  Had I not moved I would not be sending this email out.  There were a bunch of young moms at the table with us.  While they were enjoying their salad, Collet and I went to get our dinner.  We had missed the beginning of the conversation at our table, but we soon were informed that 2 of the sisters at the table were pregnant and were due in September and October.  Jokingly Collet turned to me and asked me when I was due.  When I responded, November, you should have heard her scream in surprise.  She couldn't stop saying "No way Brenna, I can not believe it."  I then informed Cathy, another mom, that I would not be able to do the triatholon this summer that I was hoping to train for.  So I figured that now that the whole Raymond Fourth Ward knows that I should tell all of you.  Yes I am pregnant and we are due the end on November!  Hardy Grandchild number 35, and Ogrins Grandchild number 11 is on its way!  Surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-3109199088164090844?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/3109199088164090844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=3109199088164090844' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/3109199088164090844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/3109199088164090844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/03/relief-society-anniversary-dinner.html' title='Relief Society Anniversary Dinner'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-6107861368869796589</id><published>2009-01-07T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:58:29.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone and a Happy 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8BoI5DjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/EB28J8kXkyY/s1600-h/IMG_7339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294610310579686962" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8BoI5DjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/EB28J8kXkyY/s400/IMG_7339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Christmas Holidays were wonderful. It was great to be able to spend time with so much family around here in Raymond and to visit with family that came up from down south. We spent Christmas Eve at my parents and were able to go caroling to friends here in Raymond. After being out for 1 1/2 hours and stopping at the last house, my dear little Skai asked me " Mom why do we have to sing to so many people?" I then asked her why we celebrated Christmas. She quickly answered "To celebrate Jesus being born." I next asked her "How do the people feel when we sing to them?" She responded "Happy." I then asked "Why do they feel happy?" And she said because they feel Jesus. In conclusion I said, "Isn't it nice for people to feel Jesus in their hearts on his birthday." Skai was content with the reasoning and happily sang to the last family. I was so greatful for that teaching opportunity I had, and that my girls were able to give something to those around us this Christmas Holiday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eQACNAI/AAAAAAAAALY/f0Cj0M_oIyw/s1600-h/IMG_7382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294608603293037570" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eQACNAI/AAAAAAAAALY/f0Cj0M_oIyw/s400/IMG_7382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eyXL1kI/AAAAAAAAALo/rOLN9bk-2vo/s1600-h/IMG_7391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294608612516943426" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eyXL1kI/AAAAAAAAALo/rOLN9bk-2vo/s400/IMG_7391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esther and Skai admiring their new strollers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eRdu6lI/AAAAAAAAALg/HTWxkIHLeNA/s1600-h/IMG_7389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294608603686038098" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eRdu6lI/AAAAAAAAALg/HTWxkIHLeNA/s400/IMG_7389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Landon enjoying his pineapple slicer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eJDZpsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uQmBo2EPBzg/s1600-h/IMG_7379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294608601428108994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eJDZpsI/AAAAAAAAALQ/uQmBo2EPBzg/s400/IMG_7379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo6eHHNPoI/AAAAAAAAALI/rgJr3xVjW-I/s1600-h/IMG_7359.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail and her new winter hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Years Eve was fun but exhausting. Skai and Esther were fighting off a bad cold that week and we had many late nights up in the bathroom steaming them so they could breathe more easily. So we or I barely made it to midnight. I sucomed and had a cat nap with Abigail around 11:30pm but we both woke-up when Landon came and got us to help bring in the new year. It was great fun popping balloons and throwing confette. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8BJ165GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9tfBnF3mWeE/s1600-h/IMG_7414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294610302447051874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8BJ165GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9tfBnF3mWeE/s400/IMG_7414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skai collecting confetti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8Am8lrrI/AAAAAAAAALw/y9IGfiqDfSI/s1600-h/IMG_7415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294610293079781042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8Am8lrrI/AAAAAAAAALw/y9IGfiqDfSI/s400/IMG_7415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenna and Abigail watching the fun from a safe distance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-6107861368869796589?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/6107861368869796589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=6107861368869796589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6107861368869796589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6107861368869796589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-holidays.html' title='Christmas Holidays'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SXo8BoI5DjI/AAAAAAAAAMA/EB28J8kXkyY/s72-c/IMG_7339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7291607654986347582</id><published>2008-12-09T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:08:53.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must Be Santa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our ward had a Family Christmas Brunch. They started with games and activities for all of the primary children, and ended with a special visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bI4H6_AI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LP84s5oE67w/s1600-h/IMG_7215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277896758875847682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bI4H6_AI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LP84s5oE67w/s400/IMG_7215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esther and Skai played stick the heart on the reindeer's nose. Skai and Esther got it on the dot. I think it helped that their Dad was the reindeer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJK2mnpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/n0OuoxaKz38/s1600-h/IMG_7219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277896763903483538" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJK2mnpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/n0OuoxaKz38/s400/IMG_7219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Skai is sitting with Santa! I wonder what she wants?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJdn8MfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6RLJ4HgZqyk/s1600-h/IMG_7222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277896768942256626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJdn8MfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/6RLJ4HgZqyk/s400/IMG_7222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Esther's turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJwulS5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/XR0c7dzxzrw/s1600-h/IMG_7223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277896774070389650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bJwulS5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/XR0c7dzxzrw/s400/IMG_7223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abigail was okay until she realized it was Santa holding her and not Mom or Dad. We were lucky to get a picture before she cried!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Only 16 more sleeps until Christmas!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7291607654986347582?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7291607654986347582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7291607654986347582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7291607654986347582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7291607654986347582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/12/must-be-santa.html' title='Must Be Santa!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7bI4H6_AI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LP84s5oE67w/s72-c/IMG_7215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7939676627567118789</id><published>2008-11-23T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:52:03.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardy Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7YyGUv2PI/AAAAAAAAAJw/o3YubVihNz8/s1600-h/IMG_7208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277894168527493362" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7YyGUv2PI/AAAAAAAAAJw/o3YubVihNz8/s400/IMG_7208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the Hardy Girl cousins having fun playing "Mama, Mama, Sweetie, Sweetie" in Grandma Hardy's bathroom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7939676627567118789?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7939676627567118789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7939676627567118789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7939676627567118789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7939676627567118789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/11/hardy-cousins.html' title='Hardy Cousins'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/ST7YyGUv2PI/AAAAAAAAAJw/o3YubVihNz8/s72-c/IMG_7208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-522560902214967330</id><published>2008-10-30T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T21:41:52.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Girls were so excited to go out trick or treating. They especially loved dressing up and putting on sparkle makeup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWZ0N-sKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p8zJo2RSME8/s1600-h/IMG_7108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270502834188497058" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWZ0N-sKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p8zJo2RSME8/s400/IMG_7108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWacJofVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m8M3UMppExI/s1600-h/IMG_7116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270502844907683154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWacJofVI/AAAAAAAAAJo/m8M3UMppExI/s400/IMG_7116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Abigail didn't even mind her ladybug costume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWZuHvGlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oBNzkcTwmbw/s1600-h/IMG_7105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270502832551696978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWZuHvGlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/oBNzkcTwmbw/s400/IMG_7105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Skaidrite was a princess and Esther was Tinkerbell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-522560902214967330?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/522560902214967330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=522560902214967330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/522560902214967330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/522560902214967330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/SSSWZ0N-sKI/AAAAAAAAAJg/p8zJo2RSME8/s72-c/IMG_7108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-1543656159154453744</id><published>2008-06-19T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:38:35.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elliot Lake Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188094145613&amp;amp;site=widget-4d.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188094145613&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p1/144115188094145613/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188094145613&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p2/144115188094145613/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=144115188094145613&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4d.slide.com/p4/144115188094145613/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were blessed with the opportunity to fly to Elliot Lake, Ontario to visit my Grandma Ogrins, Nanny (great Grandma), Aunty Ruth and Uncle Mike, Uncle Roger and Aunt Donnalynn, and other friends and family in that area. It was a wonderful experience and a flood of memories came back as I walked and played where I had as a child. Some things looked different coming from an older perspective, but somethings were the same. It was also priceless to watch my girls create their own memories of my Grandma's house. From playing in the "Troll's Homestead", to the Big Tree, to going for a walk through 'the forest' down to the lake ( I found out is called Angel Lake)where my Grandpa Ogrins had taken us children hundreds of times during our visits there. We flew from Calgary to Toronto, then from Toronto to Sudbury where my Aunty Ruth picked us up and drove us to Elliot Lake to Grandma's house. It was neat to see what I recognized and remembered from 12 years ago when I was there last. The girls warmed up to Grandma and Aunty Ruth right away, and had no troubles falling to sleep, and playing with them. Grandma and Aunty Ruth got lots of hugs from them and the girls enjoyed every minute of their stay and did not want to go home. They also had fun playing with Maiga's little girl Shia, and my cousin Stephanie, and also Uncle Roger at the beach. Nanny spoiled them like usual and the girls especially loved the princess dresses that she had bought them. It didn't take them long to get used to Grandma's cat Tobby. The girls would willingly get toys for Tobby to play with and would play hide and seek with him. Now my Aunty Ruth and Uncle Mike's dog, Binckley, was another story. They were quite intimidated by the bearlike dog. He was huge but was a very friendly dog. Esther and Skai got knocked over a number of times by his monstrous tail, but by the time he had to go home, they gave him a hug good-bye. Going to church was an interesting experience. They have a tiny branch there and only 4 priesthood holders (the Elders being 2 of them). The whole of church service was only 30 minutes long and then we went back home, and we did our own primary for the girls in Grandma's sun room, where I remember having primary as a child. I must say that one of the most memorable events that I had was on my birthday going to the graveyard to pay respects to my Grandpa Ogrins (who died on my birthday when I was 16), and my Grandpapa. It was an emotional time, for the whole visit wasn't the same without him being there. But it was good to show my daughters pictures of their Great Grandpa and other relatives, and for them to place a flower in honor of their lives. It was hard to say goodbye to that place and as I walked through the house and the yard that I knew as a child for what may be the last time. I had spent almost every holiday and summer vacation at that place with Grandma and Grandpa Ogrins and to say goodbye to it all was hard. I sure hope that we will be able to go one last time before Grandma sells it, but we will see. There was so much more that happened and that we got to see and do, but you will have to come over for a slide presentation to get the detailed report!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-1543656159154453744?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/1543656159154453744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=1543656159154453744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/1543656159154453744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/1543656159154453744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/09/elliot-lake-trip.html' title='Elliot Lake Trip'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-5242211303281919882</id><published>2008-05-07T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:49:41.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Abigail!</title><content type='html'>We thought that we would share some more pictures of our little angel, Abigail.  She has been a real treasure and a joy to have in our home.  On Sunday she was blessed, and what a special spirit was felt there and all day.  Our girls are our jewels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-70.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188092703856&amp;amp;site=widget-70.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188092703856&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-70.slide.com/p1/144115188092703856/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188092703856&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-70.slide.com/p2/144115188092703856/bb_t056_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-5242211303281919882?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/5242211303281919882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=5242211303281919882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5242211303281919882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5242211303281919882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-abigail.html' title='More Abigail!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-6029204633493021426</id><published>2008-04-22T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T12:41:38.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We have come to realize that our home will forever be pink with girls as we welcomed our 3rd daughter into our home. Abigail Karissa was born at home on Sunday April 20th at 5:54 AM by our birth attendent Terrie. She was 8lbs even, and something new to us is that she has a head full of hair! We love her as do her two older sisters, and are so happy to have her in our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188092238973&amp;amp;site=widget-7d.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188092238973&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/p1/144115188092238973/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=144115188092238973&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-7d.slide.com/p2/144115188092238973/bb_t021_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-6029204633493021426?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/6029204633493021426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=6029204633493021426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6029204633493021426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/6029204633493021426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/04/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty in Pink'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-450585698506607694</id><published>2008-03-17T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:37:51.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunkbeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97_VMUd9-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4BlxMF8Ww1c/s1600-h/IMG_4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178857361072060386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97_VMUd9-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4BlxMF8Ww1c/s320/IMG_4745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well we have finished our bunkbeds for Skai and Esther. Actually they have been done for about a month and it has taken me this long to post our pictures. It was a fun project for Landon and I to do together, and the girls even helped out some. The girls are even more glad that they are finished and they get to sleep in their own beds. The night we brought them in the house, Skai and Esther had already fallen asleep in our room. We thought that we would just leave Esther in our room that night and have Skai sleep on the bottom bunk, but Skai had her own plans. She woke-up as Landon brought her into her room, and things had to be right before she would fall back asleep. Skai wanted to sleep on the top (her bed), Esther had to be in her new bed (so we moved her), she needed a garbage basket in the room ( we told her she would get one when the beds were done) so we brought one in, and she had to have night-time music playing (anther thing we promised her). After everything was in its proper place she went to sleep. We are so glad that they are done. They have created a little more room in our house. Now we are ready for the new baby to come , or there is room for it now! We are all very excited as the time draws closer!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97-lcUd97I/AAAAAAAAAGA/5mfcm-dLzr0/s1600-h/IMG_4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97_U8Ud99I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dCdvm2Y_1rY/s1600-h/IMG_4739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178857356777093074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97_U8Ud99I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/dCdvm2Y_1rY/s320/IMG_4739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97-msUd98I/AAAAAAAAAGI/9faCopHczGc/s1600-h/IMG_4739.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-450585698506607694?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/450585698506607694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=450585698506607694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/450585698506607694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/450585698506607694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/03/bunkbeds.html' title='Bunkbeds'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R97_VMUd9-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4BlxMF8Ww1c/s72-c/IMG_4745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-2880788340936858847</id><published>2008-01-22T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:14:42.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexburg Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-91.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188090719377&amp;amp;site=widget-91.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090719377&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-91.slide.com/p1/144115188090719377/bb_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090719377&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-91.slide.com/p2/144115188090719377/bb_t021_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;If you were to ask Skaidrite why we made a trip to Rexburg, Idaho, she would say it was to see Sarah, her cousin. Our excuse to go down and visit Emily and Michael was to go and see the Rexburg Temple and go through the open house. What a beautiful experience that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Raymond on Thursday, January 17, by 9am. It was pretty good roads for most of the drive down and the girls were surprisingly well behaved for the entire 8 hour drive. When we got to Emily's, our girls were very excited to see her girls, and they played and played the entire time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had the opportunity to attend the open house for the Rexburg Temple. The grounds were beautiful all covered with white snow, and the Temple was even more breath taking. When we got to the Stake Center we were directed into the chapel and then redirected into a room to watch a short video presentation on temples. Skai was anxiously looking at the pictures in the pamphlet they gave us of the temple and when certain pictures appeared on the TV screen she would eagerly say "Hey, I have that picture right here." and would show us the picture that matched in the pamphlet. We walked through a tented area and had our shoes covered with a white plastic covering, and even Skai and Esther wanted their feet covered, so they did. The Temple was beautiful and very elegantly done. From the murals to the intricate designs in the ceilings to the carpet designs even, everything was just so moving. It was hard to see everything, but I guess that just means that we will have to go back and do a few sessions. Skai loved the chandeliers in the celestial room. It was the first thing both Skai and Esther noticed as we walked in. Also as we sat in the sealing room it neat to discuss with Skai what we had just witnessed and explain to her about the temple while inside it. I hope and pray that she remembers how she felt as we walked through that place and have the desire to go as she gets older as with Esther and all of our future children. The temple is such a wonderful place to be and we are blessed to be able to go there often and partake of the spirit that is only found there. After our tour we returned to the Stake Center for cookies and juice. Then made our way to KK and Janae's apartment. It was fun to see them and spend a little bit of time with the two of them. They seem to be loving school and the environment found at BYU- Idaho. When we got back to Emily's the girls played and played and played. Actually that morning Skai, Esther, Sarah and Hannah all were up at 6:30am ready to start their fun. That night we all drove to Idaho Falls to watch Elizabeth and Sariah sing in their choir performance. They did exceptionally well, and if anyone is interested they can watch it, because we recorded it on our camera. After the performance we all went to Cam's for a delicious meal, and all of the cousins were able to play together. It was a later night than we had anticipated and we left Cam's later them planned (about 10pm). Our girls and Emily's girls were ready for bed as we started our drive back to Rexburg, which took longer than we thought. Just before Rigby, Emily got into a car accident and we didn't get home until almost midnight (you can ask Emily for more details on that). We were just all very glad that no one got hurt in both vehicles, and that Emily did hit that car so that she wouldn't have flipped into the steep ditch. There were angels watching over her and those in her vehicle as in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we had a more of a quite time at Emily's. Skai, Sarah, Hannah and Esther played pretty much the whole day. It was nice to sit and visit with Emily, KK and Janae (they spent the night at Emily's). Later Saturday evening Cam and Alan came over with their children to drop off a gift for Lowyn and Heather ( Lowyn if you want the gift, you are going to have to and visit us at our house! We are holding it ransom). So the cousins, once again, all were able to play together. As bedtime got closer, Skai, Esther, Sarah and Hannah had a bath and got ready for bed. Then we had a delicious meal that Emily prepared and it was a highlight for Skai (lasagna, and she had 2 helpings). All the girls went to bed early that night, and Landon and Michael took our car for a drive to see if the alternator would drop again (it did while we were idling after the accident). Sure enough it did, so he and Michael bought another alternator and together they put it in our car. Emily and I were able to visit some more, and when the men came home they had bought us a treat . . . ICECREAM. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning we decided to attend a 9 am sacrament service and leave right after taking the sacrament to get ready for our trip home. We left Emily's by 11am and made it home by 8pm. The roads were interesting most of the drive (from Rexburg, Idaho to Great Fall, Montana). There was either blowing snow, or snow covered roads with icy spots the entire drive. Once to Great Falls the road was bare. Esther struggled with being in her car seat more so on the drive home, but we were impressed with how well the girls traveled all in all. When we got home we were surprised and grateful to see that someone had shoveled our driveway (thanks Dad for doing that), and also were grateful for the food that Mom and Dad Hardy brought over for us. Travel food just doesn't fill you up quite right. Esther was asleep when we got home and Skai was shortly after we had eaten. It was a wonderful trip and are so glad we were able to make it down there and see those we were able to see. Skai still, in her prayers, thanks Heavenly Father that we were able to go and visit Sarah! We love you all very much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-2880788340936858847?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/2880788340936858847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=2880788340936858847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2880788340936858847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2880788340936858847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/01/rexburg-trip.html' title='Rexburg Trip'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8739117931961418924</id><published>2008-01-22T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T15:17:29.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z3kNOZyrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xjr3SvVweOc/s1600-h/IMG_4495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441887108549298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z3kNOZyrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xjr3SvVweOc/s200/IMG_4495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our Christmas holiday was full of fun and exciting things to do. One of the advantages of having so much family close is that our holiday days are never dull. Between the two families we were busy and created many wonderful memories. My side of the family celebrates most of Christmas Christmas Eve. The girls and I spent most of our day at my Mom's getting food prepared and other things ready for the nights celebrations. When Landon was finished work, we had a dinner and then went to Lethbridge to watch the live Nativity Pageant put on by the Stirling Wards. In spite of the cold, our girls really enjoyed watching the people depict the birth of our Saviour Jesus Christ. Shortly after we arrived, Skai reached up to me and said in great excitement "There is Heavenly Father!" Both Skai and Esther were enthralled with the whole play. Watching the angels appear from top of the church to hearing the donkey hee-haw at the right time, everything touched their hearts and helped them understand the real reason why we celebrate Christmas. After the pageant we drove around looking at lights and on our way back to Raymond we went caroling. Once back at Grandma Ogrins' house, Skai ran inside to realize that Santa had come while we were out. While snacking we sang some more carols and Grandpa Ogrins retold the Christmas story. Then Uncle Jekobs played Santa and distributed the gifts to everyone. It was fun to watch the girls open the gifts they received and see their excitement as each gift was revealed to them. That night we had a sleep over at Grandma and Grandpa Ogrins house which helped to make the night not quite as late (we were in bed by 11:30pm). The girls, still very excited, woke up at 7:00am and ran into Grandma and Grandpa's room wanting to see if their stockings were filled. So all of us went downstairs to find out that Santa had come again and filled our stockings up with all kinds of goodies. When we all finally got dressed, we gathered our things and went to visit Grandma and Grandpa Hardy, and then took our things home to let Esther have a nap. Both of the girls and both of us were really ready for a nap, but Esther was the only one lucky enough to have one. Landon and I got things ready for the Ogrins Christmas dinner and also for the Hardy Christmas dinner. By the time we were finished it was time to go again. We ate a little bit of dinner with my family and saved some room for the next one. After visiting with family for a bit we went to Cara's early so we could let the girls play with their cousins before it was bedtime. It was really enjoyable visiting with everyone at Cara's and to see some family that we don't get to visit with very often (aka. Lowyn and Heather). By the time 9pm came around our girls were over tired and really needed to be at home to sleep in order to keep the other cousins safe (they get cranky and aggressive when over tired). So as fun as it was to be there, we had to leave the party early. Sleep was very much look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-92.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=144115188090717586&amp;amp;site=widget-92.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090717586&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p1/144115188090717586/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=144115188090717586&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-92.slide.com/p2/144115188090717586/bb_t028_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Our next holiday adventure was New Years Eve. New Years is a big thing for my family. Once again we spent most of our afternoon at my parent's place getting food and decorations ready for the evening. There were about 30 some people there by 9pm to help bring in the new year. We had food and snacks and played Win Lose or Draw until it got close to midnight. Esther fell asleep around 10:30pm and stayed asleep until morning. Skai wanted to play and celebrate so we let her. At midnight we all joined hands and sang the traditional song "Ole Lang Sign" (forgive the spelling) and popped balloons and threw confetti until we were tired of it. That night we slept at home, and were once again glad to go to sleep. We had a little New Years Day dinner at my parents and went to bed early that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158439585006078514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z1eNOZyjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Sqkz-ZaPqCs/s200/IMG_4583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z1f9OZykI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2AZr_fA1l6M/s1600-h/IMG_4586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158439615070849602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z1f9OZykI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2AZr_fA1l6M/s200/IMG_4586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z1gdOZylI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j5R4hEEntNM/s1600-h/IMG_4591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158439623660784210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z1gdOZylI/AAAAAAAAAFI/j5R4hEEntNM/s200/IMG_4591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Now the fun did not end there. It has been a Latvian tradition to celebrate Little Christmas on January 6 (12 days after Christmas). My brother Isaacs and his friend Haruka made us a delicious Japanese meal and we gave each other little gifts as my Dad explained to us the history behind little Christmas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2ytOZymI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HS_BC3aTPSo/s1600-h/IMG_4596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441036705024610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2ytOZymI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HS_BC3aTPSo/s200/IMG_4596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2y9OZynI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iGpmPTJoW6M/s1600-h/IMG_4597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441040999991922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2y9OZynI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iGpmPTJoW6M/s200/IMG_4597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2zNOZyoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YHtOjf83MfE/s1600-h/IMG_4599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441045294959234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2zNOZyoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/YHtOjf83MfE/s200/IMG_4599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2zdOZypI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U8vWdPnSHsw/s1600-h/IMG_4601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441049589926546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2zdOZypI/AAAAAAAAAFo/U8vWdPnSHsw/s200/IMG_4601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2ztOZyqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kvdH1XFiN9M/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158441053884893858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2ztOZyqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kvdH1XFiN9M/s200/IMG_4603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z2ztOZyqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kvdH1XFiN9M/s1600-h/IMG_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun and very enjoyable to spend these special days with so much family. We feel blessed to have everyone as close as they are and treasure the time we get to spend together. As sleep deprived as we were over the holidays we wouldn't trade those memories for anything in the world. We love you all! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8739117931961418924?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8739117931961418924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8739117931961418924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8739117931961418924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8739117931961418924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-holidays.html' title='Christmas Holidays'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/R5Z3kNOZyrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xjr3SvVweOc/s72-c/IMG_4495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-2523379286744884966</id><published>2007-09-19T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T17:41:28.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5HxvWe7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RHnMuJ3aW_Q/s1600-h/IMG_4199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112070595304389554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5HxvWe7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RHnMuJ3aW_Q/s200/IMG_4199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is it really September?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5IRvWe8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/o9ovQryo45o/s1600-h/IMG_4201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112070603894324162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5IRvWe8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/o9ovQryo45o/s200/IMG_4201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure doesn't look like it but the calender says it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5IRvWe8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/o9ovQryo45o/s1600-h/IMG_4201.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we all got up this morning we were welcomed by white snow falling down from the sky. By late afternoon, Skai and Esther wanted to go out in it and make a snowman, so we did. It was quite the ordeal getting everyone all bundled up, but we were warm and had an enjoyable time. We all helped make the snowman and we all had fun. Who would have thought that we would be doing such a thing in the middle of September (I guess anything is possible in southern Alberta). When we were finished and wet and cold enough, they both had to say good-bye to it. So after many hugs and kisses to the cold snowman, we all came inside to enjoy a cup of hot chocolate. When we pray for moisture you never know in what form it will come in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvHA9hvWfCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LNs1_3o7TCk/s1600-h/IMG_4205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112079215303752738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvHA9hvWfCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/LNs1_3o7TCk/s200/IMG_4205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG9hhvWfAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gRJZUTHSuiI/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112075435732532226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG9hhvWfAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/gRJZUTHSuiI/s200/IMG_4210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG59hvWe_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/3aW8_6E1moE/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG59hvWe_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/3aW8_6E1moE/s1600-h/IMG_4210.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-2523379286744884966?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/2523379286744884966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=2523379286744884966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2523379286744884966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2523379286744884966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/09/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RvG5HxvWe7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/RHnMuJ3aW_Q/s72-c/IMG_4199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-8939474329181360935</id><published>2007-08-26T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T17:32:41.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waterton Trip</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we all got to go to Waterton and enjoy the wind . . . oops I meant the mountains.  Skai and Esther went with Grandma and Grandpa Hardy and the crew to Waterton in the morning while Landon and I went to the Temple with my family.  My brother Lucas was going through for the first time as he prepares to go on his mission.  At 2 pm we met the Hardy's at the lake in the townsite and we got changed for our great explore in the mountains.  We thought it would be fun to see Hardy Falls, but on the drive to the beginning of our walk Skai and Esther fell asleep.  So I had a nap with the girls in the car while everyone else went exploring.  From the pictures it looks like they all had fun.  The Hardy van went home after that but we stayed as did KK and we went for a hike up Bears Hump.  At the beginning of the hike it said that it should take about 1 1/2 hours to do the whole hike,  well Skai and Esther insisted on walking the whole way, so it took us 1 1/2 hours to hike up and 45 minutes to hike down.  I was impressed with the girls that they did it and enjoyed it a lot.  Esther walked about 3/4 of the hike and Skai about 98% of it.  Part way down she had Aunt KK give her a shoulder ride but not for too long.  At the top it was really windy, too windy even for the kite that we had brought up with us.  But it was a beautiful view.  After the hike we had dinner at Pass Creek and traveled home.  It was fun and relaxing and very beautiful.  Wish you all could have been there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-51.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-51.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188086728273&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188086728273&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-51.slide.com/p1/144115188086728273/be_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188086728273&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-51.slide.com/p2/144115188086728273/be_t001_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-8939474329181360935?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/8939474329181360935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=8939474329181360935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8939474329181360935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/8939474329181360935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/08/waterton-trip.html' title='Waterton Trip'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7148050042989107210</id><published>2007-08-24T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:37:50.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear family and friends we thought that this might be the easiest way to let everyone know that we are . . . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RtINh8emm2I/AAAAAAAAACI/eNwblsEyMNg/s1600-h/IMG_4177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103156204585524066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RtINh8emm2I/AAAAAAAAACI/eNwblsEyMNg/s200/IMG_4177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !!!! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RtINAMemm1I/AAAAAAAAACA/CqMrq55gl6A/s1600-h/IMG_4177.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RtIMccemm0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/vO6OOJYZzUY/s1600-h/IMG_4177.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7148050042989107210?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7148050042989107210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7148050042989107210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7148050042989107210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7148050042989107210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/08/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RtINh8emm2I/AAAAAAAAACI/eNwblsEyMNg/s72-c/IMG_4177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7966202787965397623</id><published>2007-08-18T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:25:26.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Cheese!</title><content type='html'>We thought that we should share with you all the treasure we found at the Wholesale Club.  The biggest piece of mozzarella cheese we have ever seen in our life.  We shredded it all up and put it in our freezer for later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-84.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-84.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188086727300&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188086727300&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p1/144115188086727300/be_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=0&amp;id=144115188086727300&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-84.slide.com/p2/144115188086727300/be_t043_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7966202787965397623?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7966202787965397623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7966202787965397623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7966202787965397623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7966202787965397623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/08/say-cheese.html' title='Say Cheese!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-4371903682373085872</id><published>2007-07-25T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:55:20.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Garden</title><content type='html'>Well, It is amazing how quickly time goes by. We are already starting to harvest things from our veggetable garden. I took these pictures 5 days before we pulled our pea plants. I have always wanted to take pictures of our garden, but last year there were too many weeds (a new baby and gardening makes for a challenging time in the garden). So this year I have made an extra effort to do well in our garden and so far it has paid off. We have harvested 18 medium sized freezer bags of peas (thanks to mom, Terra, Grandma Johnson, Diane and Jeanna). It took Terra, Mom and I 4 hours to pull the pods off of the plants, and then another 4 hours for Mom, Grandma J, Diane, Jeanna and I to shell them. It was a lot of work but very worth it. Today I picked my first batch of pickling cucumbers and will probably get 6-8 quarts of dill pickles today. Later this week we will be starting our beans. The fun has began, and until the end of September we will be quite busy, but a great busy. The Prophet has stated "The best place to have some food set aside is within our homes. . ." so we are happyly doing that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-17.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-17.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188086294807&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=1&amp;id=144115188086294807&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p1/144115188086294807/be_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=be&amp;ad=1&amp;id=144115188086294807&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p2/144115188086294807/be_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-4371903682373085872?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/4371903682373085872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=4371903682373085872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4371903682373085872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4371903682373085872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-garden.html' title='Our Garden'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-2636431481582500744</id><published>2007-07-23T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:49:14.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucas' Mission Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Rqe3FgGlSiI/AAAAAAAAABw/odWuMIErxgc/s1600-h/IMG_3953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091239208910408226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Rqe3FgGlSiI/AAAAAAAAABw/odWuMIErxgc/s320/IMG_3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It finally came. Lucas has been waiting for the past week for his mission call and it has finally come! Lucas wanted to make it special so most of the family went to Chopstix ( a new Chinese restuarant in Lethbridge) for dinner. After everyone ordered we all guessed where he would be going. Some guessed France, Russia, the Baltic, and the USA. When he opened it all were surprised and happy he is called to the Wiscosin Milwaukee mission, english speaking, and reports to the MTC October 24th. We are all excited and are very happy for Lucas as he starts this next phase in his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-2636431481582500744?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/2636431481582500744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=2636431481582500744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2636431481582500744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2636431481582500744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/07/lucas-mission-call.html' title='Lucas&apos; Mission Call'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/Rqe3FgGlSiI/AAAAAAAAABw/odWuMIErxgc/s72-c/IMG_3953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-5267839949850985523</id><published>2007-06-21T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T11:17:25.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esther Graduates From Roots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RpUeQ8E6IAI/AAAAAAAAABo/VtHqFv_hmyU/s1600-h/IMG_3684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086004630538297346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RpUeQ8E6IAI/AAAAAAAAABo/VtHqFv_hmyU/s320/IMG_3684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was exciting to participate in the Roots of Empathy program this year with Esther. For those of you who do not know about the Roots of Empathy Program I will explain. Starting at the beginning of the school year, some of the elementary classes and the junior high classes have a baby come in once a month to watch it grow and develope throughout the year. They learn about a babies development and temperment, what to do and not do to a baby, and how a baby communicates itself to others. It was fun going to a grade 5 class with Esther. They watched her grow from 4 months to 12 months. They saw her learn to sit up by herself, cut her first teeth, crawl, and towards the end walk. At the last visit it was hard to say good-bye to everyone in the class, and I know that Esther will miss her new friends. At the graduation ceremony all the babies got a graduation T-Shirt, and grad cap and a diploma (a certificate that states that her kindergarden fees have been paid for). It is almost worth having a summer baby! Esther was the oldest baby in the program and her cousin Ethan was the youngest! It was special for me too being able to participate in it because I was able to appretiate my daughter more and notice the little things that she was able to learn to do each month. 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This time seemed to fit that tradition.  We left sunny Raymond around 2pm on Thursday, June 14th and headed down the road to Cypress Hills.  As a result of mom having surgery the Monday night before, we stopped every hour for a bathroom break and to move around.  The drive was very beautiful and dry until we turned onto the road towards Cypress, then there were very dark clouds and wind.  Not even 5 minutes down the road there was ran pelting down and lightening.  It was fun to drive through and the girls found it very exciting.  It was cloudy but dry when we got to Firerock, our campsite, and we quickly set up camp before it decided to rain again.  The girls loved running around on the grass and playing on the swings while Landon and I set up the tent trailer.  Dinner that night was tin foil dinners, and we enjoyed popcorn and marshmellows over the fire, I shot gunned washing the dishes so I could warm my hands in the wash water.  By 10:30pm the girls went to sleep, and shortly after that, everyone else did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ee.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-ee.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188085693422&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=28&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188085693422&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ee.slide.com/p1/144115188085693422/be_t028_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=28&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188085693422&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ee.slide.com/p2/144115188085693422/be_t028_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, June 15th:  Our mornings were slow and relaxed.  The girls slept in until 7:30-8am and slept soundly through the night.  We had pancakes, eggs and sausages for breakfast.  After clean-up we all sat around the fire and had family scripture study.  It was fun reading with everyone (19 people incuding children).  When scripture reading was done we decided it would be fun to go to Fort Walsh.  Before leaving we stopped at the Visitor's Center to see how the roads were to the Fort because they are impassable when wet.  They said they were fine, so we headed off.  We had everyone, except Mom and Dad, in the van to go to the Fort.  The drive was beautiful.  The scenery is just breath taking.  The roads where pretty much dry on the Alberta side, but after we crossed over into Saskatchewan, the rain decided to come, even hail, and the roads where interesting at points but we made it to the Fort.  Our tour started at 1:30pm and the bus took us down the the massacre sight first and a native guide lady gave us a tour of the trading posts and of the sight where the dreadful massacre had occured.  What a history.  The tour bus later drove us to the Fort and a Mounty Police gave us a tour of the Fort Walsh.  Skaidrite got to dress up as a North West Mounty Police, as did some of the others on the tour with us.  At one point Jekobs, Mike, and Jeanna got arrested and put on trial, as the rest of us continued the tour.  Jekobs was the only one who got to get away free, but Mike and Jeanna had to go to the guard house and pay a fine (just pretend of course).  At the close of our tour, the NWMP brought in 2 horses into the Fort and the children all got to pet them and feed them grass.  The drive back to camp was an adventure.  The gravel road was quite wet and soggy for the first part and we fish tailed and skidded a fair bit.  There were some parts when we thought we were going to end up in the ditch, but Landon's good driving got us all safely back to camp with mud caked on everywhere on the van.  By the time we got home, it was dinner time.  Thankfully Mom and Dad where there and had started getting dinner prepared (Chicken and Baked Potatoes).  So we had a small snack until dinner was done.  Skai and Landon went on the lake in Jeff and Kim's boat, and we all sat around the fire and enjoyed eachother's company until bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-e3.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188085700067&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188085700067&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p1/144115188085700067/be_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=1&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188085700067&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-e3.slide.com/p2/144115188085700067/be_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, June 16th:  Happy Birthday to me!  I was actually glad that I got to wash my hair this day, thanks to Terra.  Then Landon, Skai, Esther and I all went fishing on the boat.  We really weren't anticipating on catching anything because the fishing conditions were not the greatest, but we did.  The first time, Landon caught a pike, but the line was not strong enough and the fish broke it as we were trying to get it in the boat.  So it got away with the hook still in its mouth.  The second pike we caught was by chance.  I was holding the line for Landon as he rowed us back to shore, and after we got back, Landon reeled in the line and there was another one on the hook, but it wiggled free before we got to it.  Skai was so excited that her dad had caught 2 fish.  Esther on the other hand, fell right asleep.  When we got back to camp, we had breakfast and Landon, Jeff and Tim all decided to try again, this time with a fishing net.  The fishermen were out at sea, Terra and her girls, Diane Duce, Mom, Dad, Lucas, Jekobs, John Atwood, me and the girls, all went for a walk down the board walk.  Darcy Duce and Mike went to the Aboriginal activities, and Jeanna and Isaacs went for there own walk.  Our walk was fun and slow.  Part way, Dad decided to go and get their van to bring it to the end of the trail so that Mom didn't strain herself too much.  Skai got tired towards the end and decided to lay down and pull herself along the trail on her stomach.  To save her hands and clothes I offered to give her a shoulder ride.  So she rode on my shoulders while Esther slept and was pushed in the stroller.  I thought of walking back, but got talked into going in the van.  When we were back at camp, we got lunch ready(taco Salad), and ate before the rain came around again.  Landon, Jeff and Tim, came back with 5 pike that they cut up and cooked for dinner.  All afternoon we rested and played around camp.   It rained off and on all afternoon and into the night.  It stayed clear long enough for us to cook dinner, and dessert(Roast, Rice and Apple Bake).  It was strange though, it seemed like the same storm just kept circling us all day long, and it was.  When we got home we found out that there were tornado warnings.  We had tornado warnings last time.  To stay out of the rain, most of us were in the tent trailer playing games.  When 10:30pm came around we felt that the girls should go to bed, so the game players were relocated to finish their playing, while the rest of us went to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, June 17:  Camp was suppose to be taken down sooner than it was, but none of us really felt like getting out of bed.  It was raining and cold when we took down camp and ate breakfast.  By the time we left Cypress Hills it was just after 10am.  It was rainy until we got out of the park, and then there was sunshine.  The girls slept most of the ride home.  At Dunmore we picked up two extra children, Tim and Elizabeth, and they rode with us the rest of the way home.  In Mom and Dad's van, they had some boys that had caught the flue that I had a day before we left, so we had to stop for them.  Other than that it was a good, quick, drive home.  As we got closer to Taber the rain the lightening started up again, and when got home it was raining, but it was home, and it cleaned off the mud on the van some.  We all got bathed and dressed for Sunday.  The girls had a nap and we all went to bed early!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was for sure a fun trip and lots of memories and friends were made.  Next time my Dad thought that we should plan to go to Beauvais Lake and just end up at Cypress Hills and see if we can trick the weather.  Even in the rain it was wonderful, and we want to do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-9127826827027939794?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/9127826827027939794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=9127826827027939794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/9127826827027939794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/9127826827027939794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/06/cypress-hills-ogrins-rain.html' title='Cypress Hills + Ogrins&apos; = Rain'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-3247759847152302281</id><published>2007-05-17T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T11:10:37.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip Down I-15</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-13.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188084251411&amp;amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=1&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188084251411&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p1/144115188084251411/be_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been another wonderful weekend as we were blessed with the opportunity to travel down south to another missionary companion's wedding. When I was transfered to Laredo, TX, I was transfered into a threesome with Hermana Akoi and Hermana Henstrom. It was a companionship that created friendships that have lasted since then. And we have been blessed enough to have been able to attend both of their weddings, one month from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left our home on Thursday, April 26 at lunch time and traveled as far as Rexburg, Idaho (8 hours with stops). The girls traveled quite well, especially since they had Aunt KK to keep them entertained in the back . We drove 5 hours before stopping to let the girls run around and stretch their legs a bit. Skai and Esther loved running in the grass and collecting giant pine cones that had fallen from the Ponderosa Pines. We also got to see some horses and dogs, which helped tie them over until we got to Emily's house in Rexburg. We stopped 1 more time in Butte, Montana for gas and a delicious dinner at Quiznos (our first time eating at that restaurant). We had some coupons left from our Hawaii trip that we were able to use, which we were grateful for. We arrived at Emily's new house in Rexburg by 8:30pm, and had no troubles finding it. After the grand tour and visiting, we all went to bed for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, April 27th: The girls got up by 7am, so we did not need to use the alarm clock we had forgotten to bring. We had planned to get gone earlier than we did, but it was nice to visit with Emily and the girls loved playing with their cousins. Skaidrite and Sara enjoyed running and dancing around the yard, while Esther and Hannah watched. After our good-byes we drove into Rexburg to BYU-Idaho to drop off KK, as she had some things to finalize there and at her apartment. While she did that, we did some shopping at the Melaleuca Store and the Distribution Center. We also got to see the Rexburg Temple, which looks just beautiful. After we picked up KK, we headed to Idaho Falls tro stop in and see Camilla and Alan and the kids. We made it there in time for lunch and was able to see Rexford and Alan. The girls, once again, played with their cousins and ran around the yard. We got to see Rexfords pet rabbit in the back yard. Before heading down the highway again, we stopped in at Alan's office and got a tour. It is very exciting to see this new adventure they are pursuing. Back down I-15 we went as we continued our journey further south to West Jordan, Utah. It was getting warmer out the further we went, and the traffic was getting busier as well. We stopped in at Centerville and got to see Kip's little baby boy, and pick up some EMP. By the time we left there it was rush hour and our 15 min ute drive turned into close to an hour. Did it ever make me grateful that we live in Raymond, where rush hour is a 10 minute wait at the post office corner during school drop offs and pick-ups. After some detours we made it to Cher and Arren's. It was so fun to see all of them, and the girls especially loved to see more cousin's to play with. We were able to watch the children, while Arren took Cher out for a Birthday dinner. We had lots of fun playing and watching one of our Hawaii videos. Bedtime came once again and we all slept soundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 28th: Esther was our alarm clock (a very effective one at that). Landon and I were able to be up and completely ready to leave by 8:30am, and had the girls dressed too. Skai and Esther stayed at Cher's house and played with KK and their cousins, while Landon and I went on to Provo for Robyn's wedding. We got there before the groom and anyone else got there, so we were able to see Robyn before the wedding. At first we were the on;y ones in the waiting area, but that did not last forever. It soon filled up with family and friends for 2 weddings. It was so comforting to see President Christensen and Sister Christensen come in, and it was wonderful to be able to visit with them. The temple sealing was so special. The sealer was Sister Christensen's father, and he gave some very inspiring advice to Robyn and Chris, but it was something Landon and I needed to hear as well. He told them to go to the temple regularly, and often, and as they do so that the questions that they have will be answered when they are prepared and ready for the answer. He counseled them in other things but that was what stuck out in my mind. After the sealing was over we took pictures and later headed to BYU to the Skyroom Restaurant for the luncheon. We were blessed to have been able to sit with the Christensen's and also with the Lewis' (They were the Mission President after the Christensen's) It was fun to talk about the mission and life now after the mission. The food was delicious and Mexican, and the program was wonderful. A friend of Robyn's family wrote a poem for Robyn and Chris, which had become a tradition in the Henstrom family. Normally Robyn's mom would read it, but since she has passed on, her friend read it. It was touching and funny. When the program was over, we drove back to West Jordan to pick up the girls for the reception. The reception was enjoyable, but we did not stay too long because Skai was not feeling well. Needless to say, we had some laundry to do when we got back to Cher's, but Skai's stomach was feeling much better. That night Landon got what ever Skai had and was up most of the night, but was feeling a bit better by morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, April 29: The left for home and said our good-byes by 10am. We stopped and Cam and Alan's in Idaho Falls for a bathroom break, but then headed on home. We gassed up in Dillon, Montana, and I drove until Hardy Creek, so Landon could have a rest. I don't know if it was my lack of driving experience for the past 3 years, or the poor brakes that we had on the car, but it was interesting going around those corners and down those hills in that area. With a lot of prayers we made it to Hardy Creek all in one piece with no speeding tickets! We stopped at a rest stop for some dinner and a stretch, and Landon continued on home. We made it home by 10pm. It was such a wonderful trip, short but wonderful. What made it so special was the time we got to visit with family and friends. We love you all and look forward to seeing all of you again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-3247759847152302281?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/3247759847152302281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=3247759847152302281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/3247759847152302281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/3247759847152302281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/05/our-trip-down-i-15.html' title='Our Trip Down I-15'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-4670866001526546137</id><published>2007-04-12T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T15:58:34.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our O'ahu-Hawaii Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-91.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-91.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970195531921&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=13&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=360287970195531921&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-91.slide.com/p1/360287970195531921/be_t013_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Who would ever have thought we would be blessed to be able to visit O'ahu, Hawaii twice. It was a wonderful time so, and we wish we could go back already. We left for our trip on Wednesday, March 14th at 1:30am from Calgary. The girls slept all of the way to the airport and were really well behaved for the entire flight. We went through customs in Calgary and had plenty of time before our flight had to leave. We flew on a smaller plane from cold Calgary to Seattle, Washington. At the airport in Seattle we were blessed to run into 2 African Americans who helped us find our way to the right terminal. We took a ride  on a Subway/Train to get to the right one. We boarded and left Seattle at about 8:30am Seattle time, and flew for close to 6 hours to Honolulu, Hawaii on the island of O'ahu. Skai and Esther had so much fun flying on the airplane and really enjoyed looking out the window and seeing the ocean. Skai made friends with 2 young girls that sat behind us (they were seated next to Esther and I but traded so Landon and Skai could sit with us instead). They had fun playing peek-a-boo and making all kinds of animal noises. Landon slept some and I got to play with Esther and enjoy the scenery out the window. There was quite a bit of turbulance and we were told to wear our seatbelt for most of the flight, but the girls thought it was so much fun, and was not disturbed or frightened by it at all. When we landed in Honolulu, it was such a beautiful sight and was at least 82 F or warmer out. It was quite the difference from the -4 C in Calgary. We had no troubles getting our luggage and a nice man, who we found out in conversation was a member of the church (Bro. Amsterdam) helped us cart our luggage to the car rental where we picked up our car. We were very thankful for him and his help. Our car was surprisingly big enough for all of our luggage, and had air conditioning (an Impala). We had no troubles finding our way to the North Shore and we stopped at a grocery store, Tamura, and bought some things for dinner that night and for the next day. After picking up our keys and condo number, we headed on to Turtle Bay. Settling in was not a problem, and the girls were finally glad to be done traveling. We unpacked, made spaghetti, had a bath and were asleep by 6:30pm Hawaii time. The girls woke up at 4:00am the next day mind you, but we managed to relax in bed until 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2, Thursday, March 15: We walked around Turtle Bay and went to the bay itself and walked in the water some. Lunch was at 10:30am and we all laid down for a nap afterwards. At around 3pm we went to the pool that is just down from our condo and had a nice swim. When we were all done swimming we went to Hermana Akoi's and had a wonderful visit with her and were able to meet Joe, her husband to be. We are so happy for them and that we have this opportunity to be here with them on this special day of theirs. Hermana Akoi deserves the best and she is getting it! After a wonderful visit with the Akoi's we went to Foodland to buy the groceries we should have the day before but were too tired to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, Friday, March 18: We went to the Dole Pinapple Plantation. It is a beautiful place. We walked through the garden they had there with hundreds of different plants and flowers and trees from the around the area, and we got to take a train tour of the plantation. I learned and saw that pineapples do not grow on trees but on the ground. Skai loved to look at the birds and chase them. Esther was just happy to be held and be able to see everything that there was to see. After the Plantation we went home for lunch and then to Hukilau Beach, just down the road from the Akoi's. Skai, Esther and I built sand castles in the sand while Landon played in the water and flew his kite. It was a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4, Saturday, March 17: We drove down to Honolulu, got misdirected a few times, but eventually made it to the Aloha Stadium and went to the swapmeet. There is 2 levels of shops that go all the way around this stadium, and they sell pratically everything from luggage to swimsuits, to laptops to jewlery, you name it they probably have it. We bought a lot of things there and probably too much. I just hope there is room in our suitcases for it all. We spent 3 hours walking around at these shops and didn't even see 1/4 of the things that were there. On our way home we got stopped trying to get into our second army base for that day, but the friendly soldier kindly directed us in the right direction. While driving back home, we passed an island called "The China Man's Hat". We thought it would be a nice break for the girls if we got out and took some pictures of it. It was nice out when we pulled into the parking lot but when we went to get out, it was raining. I decided to stay inside the car with Esther, while Landon and Skai took the picture. By the time they came back it was pouring out and Landon and Skai were wet from head to toe. It was fun to watch! Once home we thought it would be nice to swim in the pool some before bedtime. The girls, mostly Esther, is getting used to being in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5, Sunday, March 18: The Akoi's go to the Laie 4th ward, so we thought it appropriate seeing that we are in the Raymond 4th ward, that we should go with them to church. Church was at 10am-1pm and was wonderful. It felt like home among those saints and the girls felt it too. In sacrament meeting both talks were on the Temple Endowment and were amazing. Skai went to nursery with no problems at all, and had a lot of fun playing in there. She didn't even want to come home when church was over, she wanted to play more. Landon, Esther and I went to Sunday School with Sister Akoi. Esther played with the sister that sat next to us and loved her bright clothings. Relief Society was very uplifting as we discussed the importance of the scriptures. After church was over we went to the Akoi's for a delicious Japanese lunch and visited with Miki and Joe some more and also her parents and brothers and sister-in-laws. Skai and Esther love the Akoi's and feel at home with them. Skai sat and played with Miki and her mom and felt very comfortable in their home. After a rest at home we drove to the Temple and went through the visitor's center there. We found out that one of the Senoir missionaries that is there was born in Raymond and is distantly related to the Hardy's. It was an Elder Jacobs. A sister missionary from China took us through and showed us an amazing asian garden that they have in the center. She showed us a video, and over the screen they had a water fall for part of it, them for the rest we heard the water running. It was very peaceful and calming and helped you forget all of the worries and cares that might be bothering you. It was very serene. After walking around the beautiful temple grounds we went home and to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6, Monday, March 19: I have decided that I do not enjoy the business of the city at all. It was quite the opposite feeling today from yesterday in that garden. We eventually made it to the Waikiki Aquarium, didn't get as lost as we did Saturday. It was fun seeing all of the fish outside as well as inside and the girls really enjoyed it there as well. Skai was able to hold a hermit crab in her hand, and also touch a sea urchan. Both of them got very excited with the fishes. There was a puffer fish that would swim right up to us almost as if he was wanting us to take pictures of him. After we were finished there we drove around and found a KFC to stop at and have a bit to eat for lunch. It almost seems that where ever we go we make friends with those around us. At the KFC we visited with the Assitant Manager there and found out a little about her. The girls were glad to get some food into them after a long morning. Once again we found the right roads to go onto to get us home, we went the scenic way and not on purpose a lot of the time. We stopped at Sunset Beach and watched the huge waves and hunted for sea shells. Skai made friends with a cute little red head named Lily who was born on the mainland, but has lived in Hawaii most of her life. The two of them played in the sand and danced around together until we got rained out.&lt;br /&gt;So far this trip has been a lot of fun and we have been able to enjoy the tropical air and sunshine. We have been able to meet many friendly islanders and all along the way Landon has been handing out AMK DVD's to almost everyone we meet and talk to. We are enjoying it here and are glad we still have another week to enjoy out here in O'ahu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c8.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188081797832&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=17&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188081797832&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c8.slide.com/p1/144115188081797832/be_t017_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Day 7, Tuesday, March 20: Today was our day in the sun and a day of learning. We thought that it would be nice to spend the day on the North Shore rather than go all the way down to Honolulu or Wikiki. So we spent most of our day at Turtle Bay swimming. I put sunscreen on the girls, but did not think to put sunscreen on ourselves, BIG MISTAKE! After being at the beach for 4 hours at least, we were burned but the girls were fine. We played in the sand and swam in the water, and later Skai and her new friend Dorothy, went searching for fish, crabs and if they were luck, turtles with Landon. Esther loved the sand (at least she put enough of it in her mouth) and she even got used to the water and enjoyed it. By the time my shoulders were too ichy, I felt it was time for home. That evening Landon dropped me off at Miki's for her bridal shower. It was nice to meet more of her family and close friends. We played fun games and enjoyed visiting. Landon had fun making pizza with the girls at home, and came and got me when the shower was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8, Wednesday, March 21: Today we went to the PCC (Polynesian Cultural Center). Brother Akoi was very kind and reserved tickets for us. We went on a guided tour to 5 of the 7 villages there that represent each of the polynesian islands. We visited Samoa, Tonga, Fiji, Tahiti and New Zealand. At each of the villages they taught us a bit about thier culture and way of life. We were also taught some of their dances, music, and food, and Skai even fished in the canal. Half way through we sat down by the canal for the canoe show. Each of the islands dance on their canoe as they float down the canal to live music. In the evening we went to the Ambassadors Dinning for a delicious buffet dinner of seafood, primeribs, fresh fruit, rice, salad and cakes and pies. It seemed that Skai and Esther ended up with more food on the floor than in their mouths, but they also really loved the food. That night we went to the night show. We were able to sit 8 rows from the front in the theatre. The theatre was open to the outside and the stage was really fasinating to watch. Esther surprisingly slept through it all and Skai was too enthrawled with the the music and dancing to sleep. She even danced some herself.  We bought a DVD of the Night Show performance which we recommend all to watch.  It is just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9, Thursday, March 22: Well I am cursed. It seems that every time I go to Hawaii I get sick. At least this time it was only for the day. I am not sure it it was something I ate, the heat, or the flue, but nothing stayed in me. So we spent the day in the condo relaxing and feeding the birds in the backyard. Skai loved to try and catch them and kept wondering why they would fly away from her. It was a good thing for all of us to take it easy. Brother Akoi came over and assisted Landon in giving me a priesthood blessing which helped me emensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10, Friday, March 23: Today was the wedding day. We were able to make it to the temple for when Miki and Joe came out and how happy they looked. After taking some pictures we were invited to the family lunch on the temple grounds. Later we took more pictures and enjoyed to beauty around us. We thought it would be nice for Skai and Esther to see a bit of the inside of the Temple so we took them into the foyer.  On our way out, a temple worker came out one of the side doors to the Temple.  Skai, in her innocence called to me and said, pointing to the polynesian man, "Look mom, President Hinckley!"  It was so cute, and touching to me that she knows our prophets name, and recogonized that the temple would be a place where he would be.  In the evening, by the help of Heavenly Father, we made it to the reception at the golf club in Kanoeho. At first we were unsure of what city we were in, but after looking at the map we noticed that we were right next to Burger King that was shown on it. So we made it! The recpetion was amazing. The food was delicious, the entertainment great and the people were wonderful. There was well over 300 people there to celebrate with them. We flet greatly blessed that we were able to be there to share this day with Miki and Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11, Saturday, March 24: We went swimming at Turtle Bay today because we did not feel like going too far. Skai has made all kinds of new friends at the beach. Today she had 3, 16 year old girls in the water with her looking for rocks! It is fun to watch her as she grows to love life and the people around her. We did not stay too long for 2 reasons. 1) We did not want to get more sun burned and 2) Miki and Joe were coming over for dinner. It was a special treat to have them take time out of their honeymoon to have dinner with us. We had a nice visit and said our good-byes until we see each other again in a few years (She is coming to Canada this time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12, Sunday, March 25: The Laie 4th Ward is such a friendly ward. We almost wished we could have moved in. Skai loved nursery again and Esther had fun in Sunday School and Priesthood. The Hawaiian people are very loving and friendly. Their culture is one that we all should live, the spirit of Aloha. After church we went to the Akoi's for lunch again and then home for a nap. In the evening we went for a peaceful walk down the road that the temple is on to a quiet garden by the beach. We went down to the beach and enjoyed the quiet serenity that was felt there. We felt Heavenly Father's love as we listened to the waves and watched the sun set. It made me feel like staying there forever, but we had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13, Monday, March 26: We decided to brave the traffic and the crazy street signs of Honolulu and Wikiki today. We went to the Honolulu Zoo and did not get lost! Even though it was 100F it was fun to look at all the different animals there. Skai and Esther were soaking up so much information as we watched the animals and walked around the zoo. I think Skai's favorite animal was the hippo and also the pigeons that were around the grounds. We spent a good 3-4 hours there and when the heat was getting to be too much we went to Wiamea Bay to cool off. We saw some 6 ft waves at the shore there that were pretty amazing. Landon braved the water, but the girls and I were content to watch and play with the sand. When we got home, we packed some and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-b1.slide.com&amp;channel=144115188082212785&amp;cy=be&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"/&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=1&amp;tt=24&amp;sk=0&amp;cy=be&amp;th=0&amp;id=144115188082212785&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b1.slide.com/p1/144115188082212785/be_t024_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Day 14, Tuesday, March 27: Today is our last day here in Hawaii and it is hard to believe that our 2 weeks are up. We thought it would be nice to spend the day at the beach on Turtle Bay, so we did one last time with sunscreen on ALL of us! The water was warm a clear, and the sand was warm and relaxing. Skai chased her birds for one last time and Esther had fun eating the sand and walking in the water. O'ahu is just so beautiful and it is hard to put into words what we saw and experienced there. On our way home from the beach we rinsed off in the pool and came home to pack and take care of our last minute things. We devilered our food to the Akoi's or Brother Akoi's sister next door, and drove around a bit. Then we put the girls to bed and packed until 12:30am. It was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 15, Wednesday, March 28: We left our condo at 4:30am to go the airport. The whole Honolulu Airport experience was extremely stressful and I do not think that I will write it down. Let's just say we made it to our gate just as the last few people were getting on board of the plane. The people that helped us were very kind and helpful and helped me not break down because I was very close. The baggage man held Esther while Landon and I shifted around our things so our suitcases weren't over weight, and the ticket lady got us a cart for our luggage so that Landon could push it while I pushed the 2 strollers. Then lady at the gate took care of our strollers for us while Landon changed Skai's muckers and so we could get situated on the plane beofre take off.  It was a stressful experience but we were blessed in so many ways through it all. The bottom line is that we made it on the plane before take off! The girls were great on the plane and enjoyed themselves a lot. It was a 5 hour flight to San Francisco, but it went by fast. We all got to watch a fun movie "Night At the Museum", which quickeneed the trip.  In San Francisco we had no troubles finding our gate and had 3 hours before the plane took off. Skai watched Cinderella on our lap top and went for walks with Landon and I. Esther had fun walking and crawling and loved to be able to move about more. We were able to visit with some of the peole that flew on the plane with us from Honolulu (A couple that have vacationed in Hawaii every year for the last 16 years)  The plane ride to Calgary was 2 hours and were we ever glad to be finished, although it was cold when we got to Calgary. We took a shuttle bus to our car and drove home on familiar highways and open space. Skai and Esther slept the whole drive and Landon and I did what we could to stay awake. It was 2:30am when we pulled into our driveway in Raymond, and were glad to be done traveling! Mom Hardy had food waiting for us at our house, which we greatly appretiated. So we unloaded the car, ate and went to bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole trip was wonderful and memorable and we know we have to go back again. But we feel blessed that we were able to go this second time and the occasion of the trip made it even more special and worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-4670866001526546137?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/4670866001526546137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=4670866001526546137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4670866001526546137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/4670866001526546137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-oahu-hawaii-trip.html' title='Our O&apos;ahu-Hawaii Trip'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-7186617214518677990</id><published>2007-01-04T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:00:00.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8AWbKAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cl25eyMluN0/s1600-h/IMG_1614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026414039217678338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8AWbKAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cl25eyMluN0/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now that Christmas is over, I have a little more time to write an update. In the end of November my brother returned home safely from his mission in Japan. It was a lot of spending christmas with them all. I think my brothers were the most glad to have Isaacs home. The three of them have been doing a lot of things together. It was also nice to visit with family and friends during our stay in Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8QWbKBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X38ezTwU8MQ/s1600-h/IMG_1729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026414043512645650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8QWbKBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/X38ezTwU8MQ/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas was spent close to home. It is a great advantage having so much family close by. It usually means lots of fun and lots of activities during the holidays. Skaidrite and Esther had really enjoyed playing with all of their cousins and all of their new gifts. Esther, I feel, enjoyed to wrapping paper a whole lot more than the gifts themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skaidrite is continuing to get bigger and brighter. It amazes me how fast she learns things. She continues to be a big help to me and Esther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8gWbKCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_d3BQIEzfus/s1600-h/IMG_1708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026414047807612962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8gWbKCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_d3BQIEzfus/s320/IMG_1708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esther cut her first 2 teeth while we were in Utah (Bottom front 2). Nursing is a little interesting at times, but still managable. She loves to eat "Real" food. She prefers to eat what we are having and voices her protest if she doesn't. She is getting stronger every day and learning new abilities all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon and I are doing great. Our next project is to get ready for our trip to Hawaii in March. I have a missionary comp from there and she is getting married the end of March. Landon promised me after our first experience there, that when my comp gets married, we will go to it. So he is sticking to it. The girls and another couple will be going with us. We are all very excited, but there is a lot to do to get things in order for that trip. ( I vow not to get sick this time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo7wWbJ_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/R09rjOrVbfE/s1600-h/IMG_1704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026414034922711026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo7wWbJ_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/R09rjOrVbfE/s320/IMG_1704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is going great and continuing to go forward. We are all looking forward to this new year and the new advantures that will come with it. We love you all very much and Happy New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-7186617214518677990?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/7186617214518677990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=7186617214518677990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7186617214518677990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/7186617214518677990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NuimEm4ol1I/RcFo8AWbKAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Cl25eyMluN0/s72-c/IMG_1614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-5815650651217766168</id><published>2006-11-26T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:56:30.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks and Counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is hard to believe that there is only 4 more weeks til that special day!  The day we celebrate Christ's Birthday!  I love this time of the year the most.  People have a more thoughtful and giving spirit with them.  It is wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; We are all doing great.  We leave tomorrow to go down to Salt Lake to pick up my brother from his 2 years of missionary service in Japan.  We hope the roads are good for us and that our house doesn't freeze to hard while we are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This last little while has been fun.  Skai got over the stomach flew and a bad cough all within weeks of eachother.  She is doing great now and is helping me just as much as she ever has.  She loved to watch her Aunt Janae, Aunt Shelyse and Uncle Joseph in the Show Choir this past week.  She is a little performer herself.  She keeps on reminding me that she is going to go to Santa's house with Esther and I, and is really excited about christmas this year.  With all the lights and her "Thinker Bell" ornaments (plastic christmas tree balls) she is festive through and through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esther is getting bigger.  She can now sit by herself pretty much and also likes to eat what we have even if she shouldn't.  This morning we had bananas on our cereal and she fussed until she had some to chew on.  She she played with a piece until it was just mush abd she couldn't pick up any of the pieces.  Then in church, Skai was eating some nuts and dried friut.  Esther saw what Skai was eating and insisted on having some.  So Landon asisted her in gumming a piece of dried banana (it didn't satisfy her very much).  During dinner she nawed on some lettuce.  She has quite the little personality and it is fastinationg to watch her as she developes into her own person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Landon and I have also been busy.  We finally have all of our christmas shopping done and will not have to go back into a busy chaotic mall until next year.  My sewing projects are done!  My mom was bored and completed most of them, but I was able to get the PJs all done.  It was quite the experience with my dear little Esther (she is only satisfied with her mom holding her most of the time, which makes few interesting sewing).  Landon has been a wonderful father and has helped me so much.  I appretiate him a lot.  He is willing to deal with the girls so I can get some of my projects done, and for that I am most greatful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is good and busy (Chaos at times).  I appretiate all of you family and friends and for your understanding hearts and all that you do for our little family.  We feel deeply blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We will update you on our trip next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-5815650651217766168?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/5815650651217766168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=5815650651217766168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5815650651217766168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/5815650651217766168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-weeks-and-counting.html' title='4 Weeks and Counting!'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5805270389796904644.post-2365220445952229366</id><published>2006-11-02T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:58:39.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 More Weeks Till Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/1600/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/320/IMG_1590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We have finally finished in the garden! It was amazing that we got all of the carrots dug on Saturday before the snow and cold. Thanks to the help of family (Lucas and Shelyse) we were able to get it finished!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2767/4027/1600/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Halloween was fun but quiet. Due to Skia's croopy cough Sunday night and cold, we decided it best that she stay inside. So we had Halloween indoors this year. She dressed up and drew on her baby pumpkin and helped hand out treats to the children that came to our door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now that Halloween is over it is time to start decorating for Christmas. (7 more weeks to go) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/1600/IMG_1567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/320/IMG_1567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I got the Christmas decorations out and the girls helped me start putting things up. We are excited. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2767/4027/1600/IMG_1567.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 3 weeks my brother, Isaacs comes home from his mission in Japan. He asked to be flown to Salt Lake so that he could see Temple Square all lite up. So my parents, brothers and us are all driving down to get him. It will be a special time for us all, and will enjoy the visiting that we will be able to do on the drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="116096738957956104"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2767/4027/1600/Copy%20(1)%20of%20IMG_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/1600/Copy%20(1)%20of%20IMG_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/320/Copy%20%281%29%20of%20IMG_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a busy summer and fall. With having a new baby in the house things have been a bit more of a challenge in trying to get everything accomplished but we are almost done. We canned enough pickles to last us 5 years I think (57 quarts of Dill Pickles and 33 pints of Bread and Butter). All we have left to harvest are our carrots.Right now we are getting ready for christmas. With 10 weeks to go I wish to get things all done before the holiday rush starts (Malls and stores at christmas time make me nervous). We plan on making most of our gifts this year. I have 7 childrens pajamas, 2 adult pajamas, and 3 childrens coats and hats, 2 adult coats, and a skirt to attempt to do. I am not much of a sewer so it could be interesting. I figure if I start now I may be finished by Christmas Eve!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2767/4027/1600/IMG_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/1600/IMG_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/320/IMG_1503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Our family is slowly growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esther joined our family in May and is a delight to have. Besides the fact that she has chosen to cut her eye teeth first, she is a happy and pleasent girl. She is quick to smile and loves to try and talk. Her newest things is pulling her big sister's hair, and grabing everything within her reach. We love having her a part of our family.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2767/4027/1600/IMG_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/1600/IMG_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7876/708651170629504/320/IMG_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Skaidrite has recently turned 2 and is such a good little helper. She loves to help with the dishes, laundry, clean the bathroom, and help prepare the food. She is also a little dancer and singer (preparing early for Show Choir). She has such a sweet and special spirit, and a loving and caring heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Landon and I are doing great. Sleep is very little and far between, but we are enjoying our little family and the joy that comes with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5805270389796904644-2365220445952229366?l=landbhardy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/feeds/2365220445952229366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5805270389796904644&amp;postID=2365220445952229366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2365220445952229366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5805270389796904644/posts/default/2365220445952229366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://landbhardy.blogspot.com/2006/11/7-more-weeks-till-christmas.html' title='7 More Weeks Till Christmas'/><author><name>The 6th Hardy's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04483157924684518711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
