summer love
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Goin' back to Cali
sunny southern california
I had the wonderful oppurtunity to visit Southern California in January.
My brother, Scott and his family reside in a quaint town called, Rosamond.
Scott is a Lieutenant in the U.S. Airforce, and is stationed at
Edward's Airforce Base. His Emphasis is electrical engineering.
Summer stayed with her grandma, "Noni", and Andrew stayed in coooold Idaho to work.
It was a solo trip for me, and I loved having a few days to check out.
A much needed break, and how wonderful it was in the 80 degree warmth and sunshine of southern Cali, with the great company of Scotty, his wife Sue, and two children Anna & Reese.
Santa Monica Beach
the ocean felt very refreshing
Edward's Airforce Base
Anna made us a sand angel
Lieutenant Scott James Lefgren
the cute Lefgren family


Edward's Airforce Base
3.5 years
Reese
1 year
I was hoping she would invite us into her hollywood crib
(no such luck)
I was also crossing my fingers to see my least fav musical artist...Brit,
I was also crossing my fingers to see my least fav musical artist...Brit,
you know, Britney Spears?
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Series of Holiday Events
nativity @ Noni's family Christmas party
Sledding with the Miller Family in Hyrum, Utah
Christmas Eve

Snow Angel(s) of course...
Evan, Miles, Sam, & Sophie
(Christmas Eve)
"to spread Christmas cheer, wear a sweater for everyone to hear!"
New Years Day...
Summer's first experience Skiing @ Grand Targhee Ski Resort back home
in Victor, Idaho.
(she isn't so sure about those stiff boots)
All Set! Snow conditions taste great.
On your mark...
Get set...
GO!
Once Summer realized how adventurous skiing is, she loved it.
Andrew took her down the kiddie slope about 8 times before her little legs were
"all done".
Magic Carpet ride.
It has been a fun-filled, busy, quality family time, Holiday.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Christmas tree Documentary
We found the "perfect" Christmas tree. Well, is there
such a thing as the the perfect tree? This year there was for the Millers.
No bare sides, not to full, not to skimpy, good overall shape,
and most important...soft needles (aaaaww.)

such a thing as the the perfect tree? This year there was for the Millers.
No bare sides, not to full, not to skimpy, good overall shape,
and most important...soft needles (aaaaww.)
The Hunt. Summer scoped out the prospective trees high on
Daddy's shoulders. But soon wanted down to get a closer
Summer soon realized she could have snow cones all year long.
She nestled in over this tree stump for 10 minutes licking the
snow. The only reason she left is because we physically forced her
away, as to not leave her behind to be eaten by wolves. oh my!
mighty saw to cut it down! (Ziggy came to visit us again...hence
the foxy looking pup)
a mighty fight for the young strapping lad, BUT he pervailed and
conquered its longing desire to remain in the wooded grove.
Summer shown signs of exhaustion. Thank goodness for a
fine K-9 companion that will lend a soft shoulder to rest
her weary head on.
Alas, the tree is complete! One last trimming on the
bottom portion, some fresh water, lights and ornaments,
then celebrating to boot. Our 8th Christmas tree hunt
comes to a close.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Golf Ball frenzy
Andrew and our brother-in-law, Adam, sort of have this tradition in the late fall to hunt for golf balls at a local golf course. The ponds are practically drained of water, so it makes the hunting and gathering a bit easier. Imagine a feast of golf balls laying wide open in the exposed mud bottoms of the ponds. The ball gathering is quite exciting for the boys, and apparently better than animal hunting, since Andrew turned down duck hunting due to this fun acivity.

The process is quite complex, but once the balls are gathered and carried in five gallon buckets, they are soaked in hot soapy water, and stirred ocassionally with a broom stick. Then they are ready for TLC, through individual hand wiping.
Andrew then hands the polished ball to Summer, who proceeds to throw it in the rinse bucket. (cheap labor)
The balls await a final hot water rinsing in the bath tub. Then they are carefully placed on a towel to air dry. The golf balls will then be transported to Hyrum, UT where they will be teed off the edge of Hyrum reservoir into the water again.
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