PALMER FAMILY: Our last Baby-- Halli Turns 5

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Our last Baby-- Halli Turns 5

March 11th was Halli's birthday, she was so excited. She shares her birthday with my dad, so on Saturday the 7th we went down to Fry Canyon to have a little birthday party for the two of them and my nephew (who's birthday is on March 6th). The kids rode horses and played outside, while Danny and the boys hauled water to horse tank. It was a fun day, we all love going out my dad's and getting away from everyone and everything.

Last night for Halli's birthday I cooked fried chicken (because this is what Halli asked for). She picked out the cutest outfit with grandma Palmer and later Kate and Shadd stopped by to wish her happy birthday. I wish I could have spent the whole day with Halli, this is her last birthday before she goes into school, but I had to work.

3 comments:

Tiffany P. said...: She is so dang cute!! How old did she turn? We also love going down south or to the mountain or ranch-whenever we can get away, it's great!; March 12, 2009 at 10:05 AM
Cambria, Ryan, Taeg, Tripp and Brigg said...: She's so cute, Amanda. Crazy that your baby is 5! Sounds like she had a great b-day.; March 13, 2009 at 7:23 AM
scoot and sara said...: Man it seems like just the other day that I was in Monticello seeing Halle in the hospital when she was born. That's crazy she's 5.; March 13, 2009 at 11:58 AM

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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?