Looks like it was a beautiful birthday at the lake on a Monday. Thanks for taking that picture, Kirsten, right on the actual day. We are so lucky having you for a son. This whole family is lucky having you in it. We love you so incredibly much. Happy Birthday, Love, Mom and Dad and […]
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The end. Onward! Into the future, Kari! Love, Mom and Dad and Everybody
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It was a lovely occasion, traditional ceremony. That’s her, right in the middle, looking down: That’s Tim in the band: The crowd was festive, lots of Mylar balloons, everyone happy. Some sisters in the bleachers: The proud father and older brother: More older brothers: John reminded me this is the 20th anniversary of his graduation
The younger brother took control of the camera, so there were some interesting pictures found. Apparently the older one was staging some pictures. Aww, that’s cute though: Why is an eight year old child in the baby stroller? See what I mean about staged photos? This made me laugh. This hammock was the scene of
It was an absolutely beautiful day. I fetched boxes from the garage for them to work on. The younger brother wanted to eat lunch on the roof deck. It was very pretty up there, butterflies in the Catalpa tree. Later we walked up to the park. The baby was the bigger attraction than the park.
We had a great day. The weather was gorgeous, the company easy going. We walked up to the park. Someone set a fire inside the tube. Good grief. Checking out the burned spot. The end. Looking forward to so many summer Mondays, you guys! Love, Grandma
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This is from Julia’s awards program. She won an academic award. She’s plugging her ears. Nice job, Julia. We are so proud of you. Love, Mom and Dad
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First year in band, first year at school, so glad you had the courage to stand up and join in this lovely, familiar piece of music, and so glad your sister recorded it so I could hear your solo since I had to work. Written in 1785? Wow. Think about that, Jule. Onward. Life is
