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Cade came the weekend before Christmas and he was so sick. He did like
sitting on the counter and washing dishes with Geeda. He did not want to
get down, he held on like a little monkey when we tried to get him down.
This is the same counter I sat on with my grandmother doing dishes and my
own girls sat and helped years ago. 
This is Levi, I can't believe he is so big, he
is already crawling. I can't wait to see
them all.
I had said I would make this a site to show everyone what
camp was like and to keep everyone up to date on the Ganoes,
so here is a clip of one of the activities that the little
and big boys love... my father in law always had a tire
swing in New York when my girls were little, they have
great memories of it, riding with all their cousins, we
wanted to pass on that tradition, and now their boys
will have that same memory of a tire swing at Papas
with all their cousins. We have fit LOTS of kids on this
swing at the same time.. Everyone loves it.
It was a fun weekend with Cade here. Papa had left a
big pile of leaves for him to play in. He loved to
swing and just wanted to be outside. It started to rain
shortly after we took these pictures and he didn't want
to go in.
Cade and his mom take a flight. He loved it....
It's not an illusion, this is the way it goes, the water was
so clear, it was so beautiful, the picture doesn't do the
red justice.
Nothing like country roads
The only thing better than a beautiful fall
day in New England is having seven boys
here to enjoy it. I'll have to settle for
half of the equation.
Looking up into the ceiling at one of several spots, the board exposed is the
living room, it had gone through all the flooring, again
a blessing it didn't break through to the carpet.
This is outside the basement door, this
doorway was as black as it is in the
picture, but with smoke, so that I couldn't
see Jeff when he was inside keeping water on it.
Some of our helpers, Jim Pasternak, Rob Puida.
They helped start the painting process.
Looks different white.
Ben Jacobs spent a day painting, what a day to spend
a beautiful Saturday... thanks to all the great helpers.
Seems so much better now, we are so grateful.
thats what Jeff yelled at 11:35 am Sunday morning. The rest of the day is a blur of smoke, fear, firemen, firetrucks, neighbors, friends, and craziness all mixed together. As the dust(smoke)settled so did a sense of gratitude. We are very grateful to be here and to have a home still standing. Another 5 minutes and that may not have been the case. We were very blessed and the angels that Elder Holland was talking about were truly with us on Sunday. A big thank you goes out to all those who have helped and continue to help, love, labor, cooking, washing, talking, typing, money, gift certificates, all have been so generous. We are truly thankful. We are so blessed. There is still much to be done, in the house downstairs and upstairs, but we lost nothing of value, we are very lucky. stay safe .....
(Pictures: ceiling cooked through, electrical fried, jeff scraping and jeff and jimmy taking off the ashes.....they were terrific.)
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