PALMER FAMILY: Cow Elk Hunt

Saturday, December 6, 2008

Cow Elk Hunt

Danny and the boys went elk hunting last week. He finally shot his cow elk. Corbin had fun because the poor boy usually goes hunting and never gets to see anything shot, but this time he was there to see the whole thing.

8 comments:

scoot and sara said...: looks like fun. Corbin and Payton both have their game faces on!; December 6, 2008 at 9:28 PM
Becks said...: Love your new layout! Cute background. Sorry I will be doggin you at work tomorrow...call if you need anything! I will think of you when I am sleeping in! Have a great day!!!; December 7, 2008 at 7:32 PM
Cambria, Ryan, Taeg, Tripp and Brigg said...: cute cute boys. That's fun that they get to do that together.; December 12, 2008 at 12:12 PM
Illinios Wrights said...: I was blog hoppin' and ran into your blog. It's neat to see your kids and all the fun pics!
Becky Wright; December 15, 2008 at 9:40 AM
flanneryhouse said...: Couldn't have happened to a better kid. Love those boys. Darling family and I bet they're all pumped for Christmas!! That's what it's all about. Love you guys. Aunt Rona; December 18, 2008 at 6:36 AM
scoot and sara said...: Man, I hope Danny finds Rusty. She's a smart fast little dog! I wish I was there to help him look for her. Who found Baby?; December 19, 2008 at 9:39 AM
Illinios Wrights said...: You left a comment on my blog and I wasn't quiet sure where to reply. Guess this is as good a place as any. We moved from Utah to Mississippi (1 year) to England (3 years) to Illinois. We've been here for almost 4 years and startin' to get the moving itch again. We don't know where we'll go or if we'll go but I wouldn't mind a change.; December 29, 2008 at 11:13 AM
Tiffany P. said...: how fun!! I have been checking back to see you you have a christmas update... see you guys wednesday; January 6, 2009 at 7:38 AM

Live by it

Here is a poem that was sent to me from a friend at work. It really makes you stop and think about what is important in life.

FAMILY
I ran into a stranger as he passed by, "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.He said, "Please excuse me too; I wasn't watching for you."We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on our way and we said goodbye.But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old. Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still. When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said with a frown. He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said, " While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the family you love, you seem to abuse. Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the door. Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue. He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall. I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said. "Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree. I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue." I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way." He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway." I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."FAMILY Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think?