Kings, Concubines,--and Vikings?

Well after Jennys post about Darins blood line running back to royalty I started thinking about what might be in mine. So I started snooping around, and there are hints and also some of my family members say that I may be related to "Eric the Red" or "Eric Torvaladsson" the viking that discovered greenland and whos son Leif Ericsson is rumored to have discovered America 500 years before Columbus, he also had a son named Thorkell Leifsson. notice a pattern in the last names yet? yeah me to. My guess is when it got to the last name Larson "or the son of someone named Lar or Lars."they decided maybe it was to confusing to keep track of family history that way and decided to keep the same last name from then on. Well I found it extreamly difficult to find the name Thorkell Liefson,-I dont seem to have the internet surffing abillitys I would like to have- it proves to be even more difficult to find out what his kids' names were. So I will provably have to take the long rout and go backwards. It might not be so bad because Meliss says that Jane is very good at that sort of thing, and my grandmother on the Crockett side I think did a geniology or however you spell it you know what I mean. So I will probably ask them to teach me or help me to know where and how to look up the past relatives. So its not kings and nobels but still if it turnes out to be true, cool. So here we are, a family of great kings, and gracious nobels, beutifull concubines, and savage seaberers, and maybe more. What ever it equalls is magnificent. Ok so that doesn't sound like me but I really did make that up, and the vikings may not have been savage but it sounded cool. right? Anyways wish me luck.


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Our Kids

Here are some pictures of our cute little kids. For some reason people keep telling me that they get their looks after their parents. Go figure.

Below- snob, I mean snowb, gets her fifteen minutes of fame.

Above, Snowball and Ginger decided the best place to sleep was in the CLEAN clothes basket. What an idea!

On the right, I had originally thought that if the bone was big enough, they would share it. Man, I've never been so wrong. Ginger was a fiesty little puppy and Snowbie wasn't letting that bone out of her sight (or mouth)! Finally I took the bone and hid it under the sink. One day I heard someone in the kitchen (I was the only one home) and saw Ginger pawing her way into the cupboard under the sink. That was just the beginning of all of my doggy troubles.

On the left you'll see one of the earlier puppy pictures we have of Ginger. You know how it is when you've got little things; You have to put them in little things because it's even cuter that way! She didn't get it.

On right- You see a short phase in Ginger's life when Snowbie was not afraid to play with her. Now Snowbie One just tries to keep to herself. Occasionally (to Morgan's dismay), Ginger will find one of daddy's socks and run by Snowb. That's all it takes.

And every now and again, they'll stop to pretend we all live happily ever after. The End.

The Crockett Family Webpage

Well, Jenny had to go and create a blog (I almost called it a glob!) and do a fantastic job of it, so I got to thinking that it would be nice if the Simonsons could all see what's going on with us Crockett's too. I gotta tell you, it's pretty boring. We don't do much around here, but since I'm already behind I'm going to post a bunch of pictures of things we've done over the last few months and you'll all think that we do cool things all the time!