On the Fourth of July we went over to Grandma and Grandpa Kinmont's house. We had a little program and talked about Thomas Jefferson, The Declaration of Independence, and we also talked about the Star Spangled Banner. Kari, Bridgette, and Allison sang the Star Spangled Banner... It was AWESOME! ! ! We had breakfast, and played some games... sack races, water balloon volleyball and stuff. It was neat. We are blessed to live where freedom exists. I hope we never forget what we have. Below is a photo montage created by Kari's sister Krystal.

More Poetry

hello, this is bridgette. i saw my dads post on some of my poetry and wanted to thank you for your support! i also wanted to put a couple other poems on here.

they make you want to sing

they make your want to jump

to reache for them

they sparlke like a million diamonds

flashing and blinking

as if beckoning you to sair

calling you sayin,

"its more fun up here

in the black of the night"

too many to count

more than you can seethe more you stare,

the more fantastic they become

so alike but so unique

twinkling, sparkling

beautiful

why do people care so much

what other people think?

we should all just be ourselves

and disregard the thoughts of others

if we acted just like us

there would be no back-stabbing

or two faced people who dont know

how they are acting

if we lived like ourselves

we'd be better friends

and then we wouldnt care so much

what all the world is thnking.

why do people just throw their lives away?

why do people say they just dont care?

cant they see the endless problems

awaiting them?

why do poeple give up their dreams

if its a dream they really want?

why do people make goals if

they've convinced themnselves they arent

going to try to achieve them?

why cant the recognize the big hole

they are digging for themselves?

why throw your life away?

what happens to a dream forgotten?

does it float away

like a ballon?

or hide like a caterpillar

in its cocoon?

does it get stored for later?

or dissapear

like sugar in water?

it probably sits and waits

like a patient someone

or is it simply over and gone?

thanks so much for everything! you guys are great(:

We need to let people see our family.  These are the newest photos we have of us...  We really need to get some new ones taken.  But for now these will work.

Mother's day and poetry

     Today was a great day.  I hope it was for Kari, 'cause I had a great day.  We had a 'family day', which means 'extra' meetings.  We had the three hour block and spent the rest of the day with Kari, and some of the time with Grandma kinmont.   Our choir sang a song with the primary choir, so that meant everyone except for Rorie was singing.  It was really neat!!  We made waffles (with blueberries, strawberries, and bananas), hash browns, sausage, and OJ for breakfast, it was fun.

     I really am blessed to be married to Kari.  She is a great example and an unshakable support.  I hope her day was really special, because she deserves it.

Bridgette brought home her poetry assignment and really blew me away.  She has some really cool stuff.  I hope I don't come across as a braggart, but I want to share a few with y'all.

We love to talk

We hate to listen

We expect others to hear

But we don't open our ears

We need help

But won't tell

We want others to see

But we refuse to look

We beg others not to judge

but can't help but to judge others

Can't we understand?

We must be what 

We want others to be.

Understanding looked at me

Her eyes focused on mine

Her callused, gentle hand grabbed my shoulder

"Tell me" she said "I want to understand"

I looked into her knowing eyes

And my eyelid pricked with tears

As she pulled me into a comforting hug

I told her all my troubles

I finished and she looked at me.

Her eyes seemed to say

"I know how you feel"

As she stroked my hair

Her finger tips sent

A flood of relief over me.

I smiled, Finally, someone understands.

I am pretty proud... I will have to get some more on here later.  I am dozing off a bit right now.  Thanks for your support.  -Kev

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Kyra taught me something today!  Actually she teaches me something daily.  But today what she taught me really hit me like a ton of bricks.  She was the first one up this morning.  I was getting ready for church and she had gone downstairs and turned on a DVD.  I asked her to come upstairs. I asked her what she was watching and she told me it was "The Rescuers" (It's an annimated movie about some mice who save a little girl named Penny).  I preceded to remind Kyra that she needed to choose a "Sunday Movie" (We have some movies that are designated for Sunday because they are gospel centered).  I also reminded her that we choose movies on Sunday that help remind us about the Savior and what he did for us.  Kyra looked up at me and said "Mom, this movie is about "rescuing" a little girl, and Mom Jesus is our "Rescuer".   

I stand corrected!  Kyra is right you know, the Savior is our "Rescuer" and without Him we cannot be saved!  

I'm so grateful that the Lord in His wisdom sent children down to earth to help us become humble and to teach us in ways that others cannot.   

And then we were reading scriptures tonight in 3rd Nephi about how babies and young children's mouths were open and they talked of marvelous things that could not be written.  Brenden was the one reading and he stopped and said "I've been thinking about that and I think that the reason why babies can't talk when they are born is because they still remember where they were before they were born and maybe Heavenly Father doesn't want them to tell all about the pre-earth life".  I told Brenden that I believe that we lose our memories a little at a time.  I was also thinking, but didn't say this to Brenden, that even small children remember things from the other side of the veil and that sometimes they know more than we do about the plan of Happiness and about the Savior and His unconditional love for all of His children!