Memorial Weekend/Addison's B-Day

Here some pictures of playing in the park.

Travel Time

Dad came and picked me up on May 6. He just got back from the Toronto area with a load going to CA. We went and unloaded then we picked up and then back to Canada. We unloaded and then drove back into Michigan. We set there for a day and half. We wanted to go to Nigara Falls, which we weren't very far from but we were told to leave. After the sitting time, we picked up a load there in Michigan to take to WI. After unloading there early Sunday morning, we were able to attend church in Marshfield, WI. We then drove to Mattoon, IL, which is one of the areas Wade served on his mission. That load went to Armstrong, British Columbia. We then went to Seattle to pick up a load for Kimberly, ID.

These two pictures are traveling over a bridge going over the corner of Lake Ontario in Canada.

The White Sox stadium.

Notice the traffic, that was the light traffic.

The Sears Tower

(sorry, I didn't realize it was a blurry picture)

Downtown Chicago.

This silo had the pumpkin for it's roof.

The weekend before we got to Illinois, they had an extra lot of rain. Most of the fields looked like this, it's not a lake.

This is in British Columbia, Canada. There are vineyards and orchards all over that area we travel. The hills on one side and lakes on the other side. It's really pretty.

This tunnel going into Seattle, goes under those houses you see above. It's a weird feeling knowing houses are on top of you.

Dad has to wear a hard hat when he loads at the Seattle port.

My favorite picture. A reflection in the lake of the mountain,

between Seattle and Ellensburg, WA.

Brad & Brian

Brad and Brian turned 22 on May 5. It is so hard to believe they are that old. It took the last two months of their pregancy to go by than the last 22 years. How grateful we are to have them part of our family.

Mother's Day

How grateful I am to have a wonderful mother and mother-in-law. They are such great examples. I have been blessed with six wonderful sons that call me Mom. I am proud to be their Mom. I am grateful to each of the mothers of our wonderful grandchildren. Thank you for doing such a good job. We love all of you.