It was another really nice day Saturday. Debbie, Kent and Erik were still in Salt Lake. I got a nice surprise. Karl, Aimee and Tyler and Daryl and Rachel and Avery all came to visit. It is such a joy to be around to see my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and their wives or husbands.

I took these pictures yesterday so that I could put them on my blog. What great looking families. Having children is so wonderful. Time flies so quickly. Enjoy your children while they are young.

Writing about children made me think of a story I am going to write about Karl and Daryl. Diane , Karl, Daryl and I were coming back from somewhere. We might have been coming back from Everett, I'm not sure. Karl and Daryl had been fighting off and on all the way. Punching each other and arguing about everything. Finally Diane told them to knock it off and both of them quieted down. They both looked like they were over being mad at each other. It must have been at least a half hour or more and they did not fight anymore. I was still living at the Harkey Apts. and Diane pulled up front and we all got out. Diane and I got out first and then Daryl and then Karl. Karl, not even looking mad, just walked up to Daryl and punched him in the stomach. So I guess, quietly, he must have still been mad. It was so unexpected because he didn't look like he was mad.

Brothers and sisters fight growing up. I used to fight with my sister over silly stuff. Only it never seems silly when you are young. Brothers and sisters all grow up and become the best of friends. Every generation is the same.

I can still remember when I had David, I was in a room with a lady from Buckley who had just had her sixth baby. I wondered how anyone could take care of that many children. She seemed really happy about it. I never dreamed at that time I would have seven. No matter how many you have, you love them all and you manage to take care of them. I am very happy I had so many children and have lived to see the blessing of grandchildren and great-granchildren.