Saturday, May 30, 2009

My little Annigator all growed up

It seems like this is the week for being sentimental. Most likely due to the end of the school year, graduations and just plain growing up. This week we had not one but two graduations. Both Gage and Cheyenne graduated. Gage from High school and Cheyenne from Grade School. I will get to Gage later but I really wanted to focus on Cheyenne and her special day. It seems like just yesterday we were waiting at the hospital for this precious new life and here she is graduating from the 6th grade. Gone are the child hood and baby days. Soon it will be make-up and boys. I have been so blessed to be able to watch her grow up and share in her childhood. Even more so now that we live closer and we are able to more with her and her family. I do remember when she was about 3 or 4 I would always stretch my arms really wide and tell her I love you this much, her response was to put her fingers together and tell me she loved me this "ittle much" Times have changed though and when she got a little older she started loving me "big much" I started calling her annigator when she was smaller but mostly now she goes by Chey or Chey Chey. She is still my little annigator though and I will always love her this much (arms stretched open wide.) So with out further ado I present to you the 6th grade Graduate Miss Cheyenne !
Cheyenne was chosen as her class' Student of the year! What an outstanding achievement we are so very proud of you!

Here is the card I made for her along with the gift insert.



and her reaction when she realized that I was going to take her to Build a Bear!

Love you little Annigator and so glad you let me be a part of your life.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Graduation Day for Gage

As I was getting stuff ready to got to Gage's High School Graduation I stumbled on some pictures of him. I was going to say old pictures but that would mean I am getting old an we all know how that works.... the kids get older but we don't right? I wanted to fine some great tear jerker of a poem and searched the Internet for hours only to come up empty handed. I am no poet so I will just let the pictures talk for me today. He has grown into to such a great young man and I am so proud of all of his accomplishments over the years.
Here he is just hours after he was born in October of 1990






Gage at one year. Look at those chubby cheeks!





Graduating from preschool


His first girlfriend?





Kindergarten
1st Grade

2nd grade

3rd Grade

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4th Grade



6th Grade

9th Grade


Jr Prom King!


Senior Year

There were so many moments and memories that have been made over the last 18.5 years, but I didn't want to put too many pictures. We look forward to the next and beyond and wish Gage lot's of luck in whatever he chooses to do. We love you!






Monday, May 25, 2009

One year ago

One year ago today we gathered as a family whole, for the last time here on this earth. We sat and watched as our husband, father and grandfather slipped from this earth into eternal rest. This last year as been difficult at best as the dynamics of our family shifted. We struggled each one of us in our own ways to come to terms with the passing of man so loved. We made new memories and reminisced on the old. Not being good at poetry I searched for words to express how I have felt. I stumbled across this poem on the internet written by Heather Hamilton of Calgary, Alberta Canada
Once In A While
Once in a while A day comes along. I see the twinkle in your eyes And I hear you whistle a happy song.
Once in a while I close my eyes And think back to when I was wee To some of the happiest days of my life When I sat up high on my daddy’s knee.
Once in a while I see that proud look on your face When I need someone to cheer me up I long for your loving embrace
Once in a while I close my eyes And pray to have you back again To see you happy and healthy Like you were a way back when
Once in a while I sit alone in my room and cry I wasn’t ready to let you go yet Dad It was just too soon to say good-bye
Once in a while I close my eyes And I know that you are near I clearly hear your voice call me And I feel you wipe away my tears
Once in a while I imagine you will be home soon I watch for the door to open From the morning sun until the evening moon
Once in a while I close my eyes And reminisce of all the times we had When people ask me what is on my mind I tell them “I miss my dad”
There will come a day I’ll be with you again and I can smile Until that moment comes Every second of each day will be my Once In A While

I miss you dad and look forward to the day when our fmaily can be whole again. I love you and not one day goes by that I don't think about you. Tell we meet again. Love your baby girl!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Sing like no one is listening

Cheyenne had a spring Choir concert



Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Dance like no one is watching,

Toward the end of March the elemetary school had a Sock Hop, so we took the kids for a night of dancing.
Here Eryk and Kaitlyn attempt the Chicken Dance
More Chicken Dance
The Hokey Pokey
Cute little kids!
Dancing
give her a twirl
Here is a cute little video of Kaitlyn dancing

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Bugs life

Eryk's school had a bug program a few days ago, well maybe a bit longer than that but whatever. The Kindergarten classes all dressed up like bug and sang songs.


Eryk was spider!
Such a cute little smiley spider. I love this little guy!


Singing about Bringing home a Baby bumble bee
All bugs have three parts have three parts... I only remember that song cause I recorded a littl bit of it
Grandma came out too, and brought him a bugging gift!


Here is the little spider and two of his friends
I have really enjoyed being involved with their activities and am sad the school year is coming to an end.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

This Mother's day I thought I would share with you my favorite Mother's day poems or sayings. There were so many to choose from and I did not want this to be a super long post so I chose 3 of the top ones on my list. I hope you all have a Happy Mother's Day!

When God Created Mothers

When the good Lord was creating mothers He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said, "You’re doing a lot of fiddling around this one."
And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic; Have 180 moveable parts... all replaceable; Run on black coffee and leftovers; Have a lap that disappears when she stands up; A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair; And six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands... no way."
"It’s not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord. "It’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That’s on the standard model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, "What are you kids doing in there?" when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say, "I understand and I Love You" without so much as uttering a word."
"Lord", said the angel, toughing His sleeve gently, "Come to bed. Tomorrow..."
"I can’t," said the Lord, "I’m so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick... can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger... and can get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It’s too soft," she sighed.
"But tough!" said the Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure."
"Can it think?"
"Not only think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There’s a leak," she pronounced. "I told You. You were trying to put too much into this model."
"It’s not a leak," said the Lord, "it’s a tear."
"What’s it for?"
"It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride."
"You are a genius," said the angel.
The Lord looked somber. "I didn’t put it there."
- Erma Louise Bombeck
Things my Mother Taught me
1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE."If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."
2. My mother taught me RELIGION."You better pray that will come out of the carpet."
3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL."If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"
4. My mother taught me LOGIC."Because I said so, that's why."
5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC."If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."
6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT."Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."
7. My mother taught me IRONY."Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."
8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS."Shut your mouth and eat your supper."
9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM."Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"
10. My mother taught me about STAMINA."You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."
11. My mother taught me about WEATHER."This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."
12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY."If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"
13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE."I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."
14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOUR MODIFICATION."Stop acting like your father!"
15. My mother taught me about ENVY."There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."
16. My mother ! taught me about ANTICIPATION."Just wait until we get home."
17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING."You are going to get it when you get home!"
18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE."If you don't stop crossing your eyes, They are going to freeze that way."
19. My mother taught me ESP."Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"
20. My mother taught me HUMOUR."When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."
21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT."If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."
22. My mother taught me GENETICS."You're just like your father."
23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS."Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"
24. My mother taught me WISDOM."When you get to be my age, you'll understand."
25. And my favourite: my mother taught me about JUSTICE."One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!"
The meanest Mom!
I have the meanest mom in the whole world…While other kids get candy and ice cream for breakfast,I have to have waffles and fresh-squeezed orange juice.And while other kids are enjoying their PepsiAnd potato chips for lunch,I have to eat a hot “home cooked” meal in the cafeteria.And as you can probably guess, I have to eatA different dinner than everybody else, too.While other kids get to order out for pizza,I have to eat my mom’s homemade spaghettiOr her steak and potatoes and gravy.
My mom is so mean that she demands to knowWhere I am twenty-four hours a day,And whom I’m with and what I’m doing.And if I say I’m gonna be gone for two hours,She actually expects me to be back in two hours or less,And not one minute more (well, unless I call).
What’s worse is, while other kids get to enjoyTheir privacy and spare time,My mom is constantly asking me questions aboutMy “love life”, all my friends, and how school is going,She is so nosy!Sometimes she keeps me up until four o’clock in the morningJust telling me exciting stories about when she was a teenager,Or talking about “girl stiff” like dating and kissing.
But that’s not all, while all the other kids get to stay outUntil two or three in the morning having fun,I have to be home early because I have a mid-night curfew.And while other kids get to sleep in until noon on Saturday,I have to get up early and help clean houseBecause my mom taught me how to wash dishesAnd do the laundry and cook.
As if that’s not bad enough, my mom is so immature!I don’t think she’ll ever grow up.She always wants me to have partiesSo she can hangout with my friends,Who, of course, all love and adore her.In fact, sometimes they go visit herWhen I’m not even there.And when my mom beats me at Checkers,She boast and brags about it to any and everyoneWho will listen for a whole week telling themHow she is the “Checker Champion”.
My mom is so mean that she still tucks me in bed at night,And she is always giving me hugs and kisses in public,And she’s constantly telling me how much she loves meAnd to “remember who I am and what I stand for”.
But perhaps the worst thing about havingThe meanest mom in the whole world is thatI won’t have half the experiences that some kids get…I’ve never shoplifted or sluffed school.I’ve never been arrested or kicked out of a bar,In fact, I’ve never even been in a bar.And I’ve never had to walk the white lineOr go to jail without passing go.And I’ll probably never have the privilegeOr getting to know a probation officer,Let alone having a cellmate for life.
But you want to know a little secret?…I love her,

Brigadoon

I am really trying to play catch up here since I got so far behind with my post. I was tempted to just forget about catching up and moving forward, but hopefully I can move forward and catch up all at the same time. So from here on post my come out of order.

The morning after Movie night started bright and early because I was headed to Vernal with my mom on a road trip! Why Vernal, you may ask (unless you already knew) but that is were Gage lives and goes to school. On this particular occasion we were going up to see him perform in his school play Brigadoon. While Brian and family and my mom have been up before for other plays I have not been to Vernal since Gage 1st moved up there. This time though I decided to go and tag along.

Here we are waiting in line. Kollette, my mom and Kollette's Parents
A little more chillin' waiting for the doors to open
Gage during the pre-show, trying to tell funny jokes
Brigadoon
The show has begun
Not the greatest picture but he is dancing with a girl!
Playing his role as the bar tender
More tending to the bar
The star and his Grandma
He really needs a haircut!
The play was great and all of the actor/actresses did a fantastic job and you really tell they were having a lot of fun and enjoying that they were doing. As Gage will be graduating here in a few weeks this was his last school musical so it was great to be able to go and see him perform.