To every thing there is a season...a time to be born, and a time to die...(Ecclesiastes 3)

Chads mom passed away January 7, 2010 due to liver failure and cancer. She was a remarkable person who never complained and was the ever optimist. We were with her when she died and I will never for get the power of the Spirit that was present in that room. If I could live my life to half of the degree that she did I would be blessed. I am blessed to have had her as a mother for 11 years and my children have been blessed tremendously to have her as their grandmother. I thank Heavenly Father for the eternal nature of families and even though we miss her much now, we await a glorious reunion with her some day. Thanks mom for the amazing legacy you have left us.

Less than a week before she passed away, we found out that we were expecting baby #7, thus a time to be born. She was delighted to hear the news as were we. Perhaps she is training it what to expect of our crazy but amazing family. At the family viewing at her funeral, we all did the hokey pokey in her honor. The funeral director said that is what started him crying. It was an amazing time of love and bonding for the Conrad family.

We had an amazing fall, with fun trick or treating. Sage, now 17 months, did not like her costume and so she didn't get her picture in it.

Mel, Rob and kids and Andrew and Lessa joined us all for Thanksgiving this year. We had great food, a turkey bowl, Harding talent show and of coarse our annual hike to Thanksgiving Rock up Dry Canyon. It was a blast. Believe it or not, we even got a Harding family picture (40+ people) and it turned out great. I am so grateful for amazing family ties.

Here is a picture of our youngest clown. She definitely rules the roost with an iron thumb. How can you resist when you are so cute. She gets us laughing one minute and ready to pull our hair out the next. I told Chad she was one of those kids that makes you want to not have anymore. Obviously we weren't too convinced.

The Lord has blessed us tremendously with his love and comfort, through good times and bad, threw stitches (Reese after playing tackle basketball) and family fun,we have seen his hand tremendously in our lives. We testify of his love.