Family Reunion

We really enjoyed having everyone here for our Werry Family reunion. We missed Jacob, Debbie and Gary, but we hope they can come next year, if not before.

Jen and the girls came Thursday night and were able to come with me to Rick's house Friday morning. We went on our walk, I thought the girls were going to poop out on us before we got back to Rick and Tara's house. Everyone else came Friday night

We only had two days to pack in visiting, eating, parade, fireworks, church and more eating. Our meals were all healthy and great! Our snacks were wonderfully sweet.

We were afraid that we were going to be rained out of the parade and fireworks, but the storms came around the things we were doing. The walk home from the fireworks was kind of wet though. We even went to a pet show! The kids got to pet a couple of cute geinea pigs and play on the playground at the park.

We didn't take any family pics, except Matt, Mindy and Peyton. But we had fun taking grandkid pictures.

Well now I really can't believe that 33 years ago today that we had our first child. We kind of had a hard time getting her here, but it was sure worth it.

At 1:13 p.m. on June 21, 1976, Rebecca Ann Werry was born. What a darling little girl we were blessed with. We were so happy to have a healthy little girl.

Becky has always tried to be the peacemaker in our family, sometimes that is not easy. I know it is hard to be the oldest, but she does it well.

Becky is a very organized woman. She juggles being a wife to her husband, Steve, mother, to two wonderful children, Koby and Morgan, a homemaker and has a full time job at UVU.

She is a good example to me. We are so blessed to have her in our family. We love ya Becky!

Holy cow! Twenty seven years ago tomorrow, June 15, 1982, our family received a special blessing from our Heavenly Father. Our first son, Matthew Robert Werry. I can't believe we are that old, I can believe how blessed we are to have him and each of our children in our family.

Both of our girls had what the dr said were boy heart beats. I was afraid to ask what his guess was going to be. We had planned on having a basketball team and a couple of cheerleaders. We had our cheerleaders (who happened to be good basketball players) we just need boy players. Robert was finally able to come in the delivery/operating room with me. We were both really excited. We took our girls across the street to a great neighbor, Lynell Weatherston, while our new little one was born.

When our new little one was taken from my stomach, C-section, I heard his father declare, "YES! its a boy!" We were so happy to have a healthy little boy. Robert hurried home to tell the girls they had a little brother. They were excited to get to hold him and love him.

Matt has always been such a joy in our lives. He sometimes reminded me, when I needed help that I should pray. When we were going to meet the girls at the end of the Ioka lane, and I was thinking, this is such a long way, he'd say, "Look how far we have gone, Mom." He was blessed with good friends, who were good examples to him, and he was also a good example to them.

After serving a mission, he met a wonderful young lady, Mindy Watts. We sure love her! They were married in the MT Timp temple. What a wonderful day! Now they have also been blessed, with a darling little girl, Peyton Annalynn Werry.

Matt I hope you have a wonderful birthday! We sure love you! Old Man!

Robert and I got up early yesterday(but not too early), milked and headed for Provo to go to the Lindsay Family reunion. It was so nice to see and visit my mom, sister, brother, aunts, uncles, cousins but it was especially great to see Becky, Steve, Matt, Mindy plus three of our grandkids, Koby, Morgan and Peyton. When Morgan saw us she came running with a great big hug. Koby thinks he is getting too big for that but he gave me a hug anyway. Peyton still isn't too sure about us, she doesn't get to see us often enough. But she is warming up a little.

Robert and I were talking about kids and families after church today. The reverence in primary is very bad. The kids in Robert's Sunday school class don't show interest in much of anything. I told him if any of my kids acted like a family in our ward, well I didn't know what I'd do. Robert said that they'd have blistered hindends.
We are so blessed to have such a great family. I don't know what we did to deserve them, but I am glad we did it. We are having our family reunion in two weeks and I can't wait to have our family together. It is so much fun!

The past few days in watching Morgan, I have seen her work on conquering her fears of the milk barn. There are so many sounds and such huge cows. She has only wanted to sit in a chair at the front of the barn, far enough away that there was no possible way for the cows to get her. There is no way they could get anywhere near her. But to her that has been awful scary.

Sunday night after her parents left and Papa and Koby were changing sprinklers, she asked me if she could help me get the cows in. I was surprised, but said sure. She had found a little proder and wanted to be like me. So the next batch of cows that needed to come in she held the prodding stick with one hand and her other hand held a death grip on my hand. I kept her out of the way of the cows, there weren't many left. She asked, " Do you think I could pet Bridgette?" I assured her that she could. I kind of slipped between her and Bridgette, Morgan didn't realize that she was touching this huge cow until she turned back around. She started to jerk her hand away, then relaxed it and began petting Bridgette.

The next thing she did was started to walk up and down the alley way BY HERSELF! She started getting me a towel as soon as she saw me dipping the cows that were coming in.

Now I want to follow her example by working on conquering my fears. I need to work on my self worth, being afraid I won't do something good enough. I am very hard on myself. Like this blog--I see all of my family and friends little spots and they are so awesome. Maybe if I keep working, I can become more confident.