TY'S AWESOME 5TH BIRTHDAY PARTY!

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TY'S BIRTHDAY PARTY INVITATION...

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREG!

 

We certainly partied hard for Greg's 37th birthday. He got his gifts a couple weeks early..(Marrow the skeleton-the dogs already got a hold of his poor hand,  and a shot gun.) So, the fun was all that was left to handle. He got a few summer t's, and then we played. Swimming, lemonade, watermelon, Rush.

All a guy could want, right?  Later we saw Shrek 4, went to dinner, and came home to some red velvet cake.   Oh, the love.  Really. The kids made him a beautiful card. Maddi made him a party hat.  I made him cake. I hope he felt the love. He is definitely loved! We had a great time celebrating his youth.

THE SPECIAL BAKER by Maddi Hunt

 For a talent show for activity days, Maddi- night before the big show had to come up with a talent to display. This is what she came up with. Pretty impressive!!!

Once upon a time, there lived an old, sad, baker who had no friends or family.well at least not anymore. his mother had passed away after he was born. His small, old shop had grown dull and his cakes grew rather boring. However, he used to put great effort in his cakes, and his friends and family appreciated his unique talent. Everybody loved them. Years passed. The ones who enjoyed his cakes most, either died, or moved away. Now, no one gave cakes to one another to represent love, and the baker was lonely. Since nobody cared about cakes representing love, he soon grew to care less also. Now he never put effort in his cakes . now all his cakes were just plain cakes, with plain frosting, and plain sprinkles. He had very few costumers but just enough to have a tiny, one - story house with nothing in it. One dismal day, an old lady came into his shop.''May I get a special cake for a special person?'' she asked very sweetly. Sure ma'am he said. Chocolate or vanilla? '' I want a special cake with special frosting  and special sprinkles.'' she said with a smile.''ok,  your cake will be ready by tommorow'' he promised as he went into the kitchen.''hmmmmmmmmm'' he thought. ''a special cake could mean anything.'' He baked a plain rectangle shaped cake with white frosting, and lots of plain colorful sprinkles.''That should be good" he said to himself as he went out the door and walked home. That night, he could not sleep for some weird reason. But, eventually he fell asleep. The next morning, the old lady showed up quite early in the morning waiting eagerly for her ''special'' cake. The baker handed her his plain cake and she looked at it with a big giant frown across her face. '' This isn't the cake that I was looking for. It's just not special enough.'' ''uuummm OK,'' he said a little bit frustrated. "I'll make you a cake that is more special,'' he said. He needed to hurry and make it because the shop was going to close in 1 hour. He hurried and made a plain circle cake with plain chocolate frosting and the same colorful sprinkles. He hurried home without giving much thought to anything. He still slept horrible, but he fell asleep eventually. The next morning he woke up very late and when he got to his shop, the old lady was standing there patiently waiting for him to  unlock it. He unlocked the door and went in the kitchen to get her cake. he stared at the cake and realized he had seriously done it sloppy. He gave it to her anyway, though. Obviously she did not accept it. This time he was kind of annoyed. He seriously wanted to make it special. He took this cake so seriously that he even tried to make the shape special, a heart. After it was all baked, he decided that it was time to get to work on the frosting, which was for him, the best part.he walked over to the Fry's next door and instead of just chocolate and vanilla, he chose all of the different colors of the rainbow. When he started, he decided to do do it white with all different colored polka dots and he even picked wildflowers from a nearby hill and stuck them on the cake. he was so exited to give his cake to the lady. This time he had actually worked hard and he knew it. He kind of wanted to keep it himself. When he was finished, it was very late at night, so he walked home in a good mood. He fell asleep in a good mood too. He dreamt about his cake and he woke up with a smile. He had put so much effort into it! He had decided to come to work early. When the old lady got there, he gave her the cake hoping she would like it. She did! She took the cake and said, ''this is just perfect." She handed the cake back to him!!!! "

What in the heck are you doing ma'am???  "You are the special person that I wanted to give this cake to. You,  my son." "What?" asked the baker. His mother had died right after he was born. Or, so he thought. "I was living on the road, she said."And I didn't have enough money to raise you, so I found someone who could care for you. I thought of you every day and every night. Every day after you opened the shop, I tried to convince myself  to go inside and meet you again, but I just never could. About three days ago, I finally made up my mind and here I am. Please forgive me." She stared at the baker with kind eyes and he gave her a big,warm, hug. The baker put effort into his cakes from that day on and his life was happy. He believed that his cakes were actually special. THE END

by Madeline Hunt

MY MOM KICKS AS....

MY MOM KICKS AS...HIGH AS YOU MIGHT EXPECT.  NOT THAT HIGH.  BUT, SHE IS THE BEST  MOM IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE. THIS I KNOW!!!

My mom may be as close to angelic as you'll ever find. She selflessly cares unconditionally for others. Especially her family. I am so lucky that out of all of her grand kids, she likes my kids the best. She can't help it. (Hate to say it, but she likes me the best too.)

Check out this family she created. (With the help of my wonderful father) Pretty amazing how quickly we are catching up to her. Soon, we'll all be the same age. (Or at least look it) .

I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW AND WHAT DID I SEE....?

(SING IT TO THE TUNE OF "POPCORN POPPING"**** )

I LOOKED OUT THE WINDOW AND WHAT DID I SEE?

A BEAUTIFUL SPRING DAY GETTING AWAY FROM ME-

TIME HAS BROUGHT ME SUCH AN ODD SURPRISE

I'M GETTING OLDER RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES!!

I HAVE HEARD IT SAID FROM FRIENDS AND STRANGERS BOTH-

HOW QUICKLY TIME FLY'S- HOW FAST OUR BABIES GROW

I KNOW NOW THAT IT'S TRUE

I HOPE IT'S NOT TOO LATE

NOW LET'S GO OUTSIDE AND MAKE THE MOST OF THIS DAY!

boom pow!

ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER RATTLESNAKE

Yes, we face the danger of a rattlesnake at our door, every spring. This one was at our neighbors front door.  Jay held it down, while Greg chopped off its head. 
Hunters, they are. Hunt  they do. Men. Real live hunting men. They hunt. Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

SHE WAS UGLIER THAN I THOUGHT...

Ya, the Easter bunny came. But, boy was she UGLY!

(So ugly, we wanted to keep her.)

An Idea to Win WARS...

JUST SURROUND 'EM.
by Ty Hunt

An awesome visit!

This is my beautiful Grandma Chesley. I feel quite privileged to have had the opportunity to have her stay with us. She has a sister who lives here in the Phoenix area, and came to stay with her for a few weeks. Before grandma went home, she was able to stay with me for a couple of days. It was truly a treat. She was a wonderful guest. Not enough trouble. I was prepared to really pamper her, but she just connected with my kids and with me. How many kids get to really connect with their great-grandparents? Austin, I must say, was a total gentleman. I was so proud of him. He treated her with such respect. She even helped him practice the piano. She was, after all, my piano teacher when I was young. I told her she was a great teacher, I was a poor student. Her, taking the time to teach me, was awesome, and I love her for it.

 

 She also had quite the connection with Ty. I think he could see his own grandma in her, and absolutely loved her. She really showed us she has some giddy-up left in her. She pushed him on the swing, and went to watch Ty and Lauren at their tumbling class. She slept with Maddi, and had a good talk with her too. I loved it!

This is her sister, Marion. Adorable, right? She is an awesome lady too!   Thank you, grandma, for coming to stay. And a HUGE thank you for giving me my mom!!!  My mom is the most wonderful woman on the planet.  No lie. She is. And, I am indebted to you for having her!

I hope I inherited some of her genes. She is 85 and, no lie, I have more wrinkles than she does!! She is amazing. I hope she knows how much we enjoyed having her around!

LOVE YOU!!

10 IS LOOKING TOO OLD.

Can you see it? Look into this little girls eyes. She has such a beautiful spirit.  Kind, creative, smart, pure....angelic. Even though she is looking so grown up, she remains sweet as ever.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY MADELINE!If you're lucky enough to know her, you love her. 

We love you soooo much!!!

I WOULD STILL BE GOOD, EVEN IF...

 The perfectionist:
I have always had the ingrained thought that I had to be a certain way in order to be loved, accepted, or  "good".  No matter how much my heart intercepts, and my brain intercepts, I somehow believe this absurd thought. Trying to reprogram myself is quite a slow and torturous process.  I guess many think they must "perform" in one way or another, but is our worth dependent on that? Some may say if we didn't, we must be worth-less. But, in D&C 18:10 it reads that  "the worth of souls is great in the sight of God." Just being a soul makes us great and worthwhile.   If we could all just build on that, and make something of ourselves because we're already great, Not to prove to ourselves or others that because of what we accomplish, or how we look, or how popular we are, or how much money we have that we now qualify as great. We are counciled to "^aBe ye therefore ^bperfect, even as your ^cFather which is in heaven is ^dperfect". Which is only possible through Christ's atoning sacrifice.  Not, "be perfect, even like the person in that parent, fortune 500, fitness, or high fashion magazine". If we all looked upon others without judgment, but love, knowing that they are a son or daughter of God, learning and growing on this great green earth, we wouldn't have to seek the approval of others, because they would already approve despite our faults and failures.  Anyway, surely I'm not making sense by now, but if we can all believe that we are quite valuable, and make it our mission to convince others of this by loving, serving, and caring- rather than judging, our worth and happiness, love, and closeness to perfection would probably increase ten-fold.


These songs lyrics really struck a chord with me. Weird?  I never claimed to be normal...and I've been accused of being too deep... oh well, at least I'm worth a lot.

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"That I Would Be Good"


that I would be good even if I did nothing
that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
that I would be good if I got and stayed sick
that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds

that I would be fine even if I went bankrupt
that I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth
that I would be great if I was no longer queen
that I would be grand if I was not all knowing

that I would be loved even when I numb myself
that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed
that I would be loved even when I was fuming
that I would be good even if I was clingy

that I would be good even if I lost sanity
that I would be good
whether with or without you

 ALANIS MORISSETTE

!!!WANTED!!!

WANTED: BABY FACE TY

For being a stinker

(and his parents, for allowing it to happen)

A VALENTINE MEANT TO BE

 

THE VALENTINE'S DANCE

 If you weren't aware, Greg and me met in high school. 

Here's the story-shortened.

So, I'm 16, allowed to date, and it's a girl's choice dance. 

Who to ask? That's the problem.  Well, not to brag, but I've always kind of known things- like I know what's up without knowing what's up. Make sense? Good. I'll now continue...

No one that I knew sounded fun to take. I started to think of older grades. Hmmmm....

I noticed this guy in my art class. I didn't sit by him, but he always seemed like a fun guy.  I knew he was part of student council, and I knew his name was Greg Hunt. That's all I knew. Maybe I'll go out on a limb and take him. I don't dare. (I was pretty shy.)  I told my enthusiastic and not so shy best friend, and she ran with it. "I'll ask him for you!" Ya, I was one of those.  (At least I didn't put 500 balloons outside his window, and make him pop all of them, only to be covered with graffiti to find out who it was that might be taking him.)  Well, he says he thought it was a joke, and that he must be on candid camera.  He also said that he had this secret crush on me from the time he saw me. What are the chances? He already liked me. We had never spoken a word. I asked him out. 

 This was our first date. Documented in this cheesy picture. I had never curled my hair before. It looked terrible. I borrowed the dress, and wore flats. (Good thing, cause It looks like that would have made things more difficult. ) He had grown his hair to be quite high just so he'd be taller.  Ha ha. He is taller. Really.

 We were friends. Just friends.  I didn't like him as a boyfriend, but I loved him as a friend. Apparently, he pulled hard guy to protect his pride. I was hurt.

We went on a date right before he left on his mission. We wrote a few times. I fell in love with him, head over heels, while he was away for 2 years. He would say it's because he was an awesome missionary. I agree, and, I think I realized that he was the guy I was actually looking for. My brothers also liked him, and for some reason their approval was cool.  Lucky for me, he was still interested when he got home.  

And the rest is history.....

Awww, Amour......

MOLLY'S VOICE

I hope you can all take a minute to watch this short video of my sweet friend, Molly Jackson.  I love her, and have learned so much from her.  (and, her little boy Peter is  the cutest thing ever.) Cheers, Mol. Keep pushing forward!

MOLLY'S STORY ON KSL 5
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