Settling in...

Well it has been a little over a week and baby Jeffry is already showing signs of growth. His little wrinkles have started to fill out and his "awake" time is lasting a little bit longer each day (hopefully we can get it to happen more during the day than in the middle of the night). He is eating like a champ and his older brother is trying to teach him how to use the binkie, but Jeffry wants nothing to do with it. He is very well natured and seems to be an all around great baby boy. How thankful we are to have been so blessed twice.

Some more pics of baby Jeffry

Big brother and Proud Grandma

Very proud dad.

There is big brother and another Proud Grandma

A few pics of Baby Jeffry

Our baby faced angel

Love at first sight

Under the warmer

Wait, that's not my doctor???

Feeding time with Great-Grandma

Learning time with Great-Grandpa

Jeffry Russell Byrd

Christmas Eve

We spent Christmas Eve at Johnna's parent's house with all of the family and enjoyed some beautiful Arizona weather in their backyard. Jake was able to sucker both Nannas into pulling him around the yard in small pull cart and it made for a funny video clip. Enjoy.

Christmas is Coming

Well I guess I need to do a better job of hiding Jake's Christmas presents. The other day Jake had snuck out into the garage and found one of his gifts. Unfortunately, I had placed the gift on top of some other things in the garage. This is what we found...

Yes, thats a new car on top of the stroller and a couple bags of charcoal

Jake had climbed up the stroller, opened the door to the car, and proceeded to work the steering wheel and honk the horn all while sporting a super grin from ear to ear. I can't believe it was stable enough not to fall to the floor.



He sure had a good time until we took him out of the car. I guess he won't be as surprised as he should be on Christmas day, but at least we know he'll like it.

Elk Hunt

On Friday after Thanksgiving my buddy Scott and I left Yuma and traveled to Pinetop, AZ, in the White Mountains for my very first elk hunt. We were able to stay at my mom's place in Pinetop and looked forward to a week of some of the world's best elk hunting in units 3A and 3C. The higher elevations had received a couple inches of freshly fallen snow, while most everything else was a muddy mess from all the rain. Scott and I had not been able to go scouting for this hunt and therefore would be shooting from the hip on where to begin looking for my first elk. Our family friend, T.T. Havins, gave us some helpful advice on a promissing area near Show Low. We headed out before sunrise the next morning and I had killed my elk by 9:00 a.m. A group of ATV riders were out for a ride and stopped to ooh and awe over the beautiful animal we had harvested. We enlisted their help hook up to the elk with there Rhino and to make the short hall down the hill and into the back of my truck. They were very helpful and significantly cut down on our time in the field. Here are a coupl of pictures.









The antler on the left was signficantly shorter than the one on the right. We were certainly confused as to why, but speculate that it must have gotten into a pretty good skirmish early on in the antler growth.

The three guys in the hats were the ones who helped us get teh elk down to the truck and load it.