Sunday, May 31, 2009


Playin piano

New Toy!

My new house

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Grandma the Pool Shark

Grandma the pool shark!

Not Too Fast!

Go gator!

Thursday, May 28, 2009

True Ar-Tist

How's this for a real "hip" and "arty" photograph? Well, not that great, especially when you take a look at my cousin's photography. You should check it out...I posted his blog to the right...its call Bryan Wingen. He has some amazing photography, and he's a real talent. Who knew that kind of brilliance ran in our family?

Look at both sides of the coin,

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Archives - Month 35

Dear Henry,

I'm just a tad late on your letter this month, but summer (almost!) is in high gear around here already and we're busy, busy, busy with traveling and hosting travelers. Gammy and Grandpa Jack just left yesterday after a great weekend. You went to your first Twins game (we won!), and we hit the horse track for the first time this year! You still loved the racing, but very tentative when Daddy took you to pet the horses or to ride the ponies. You're making progress but not quite there yet.

You're getting really good at naming all of your colors. My favorite thing is that you call yellow things "sun", and that you call brown things "chocolate." I am not correcting you on the way you say those colors. All people should name colors that way. Its sounds magical. Blue could be "water" and green could be "grass". It might make the world a little more interesting if we all talked like that.

Your vocabulary is continuing to expand and its just so much fun. Yesterday I asked if you could help me make my bed, and you said, "Of course!" We had a long lesson on the difference between a Cadillac and a convertible. You thought all convertibles were Cadillacs. Oh no, my dear. But after a little talk about cars with roofs that go up and down, every time you see a convertible, its now a convertible. I'm tellin' ya, just come to me for the most important lessons in life. Am I right?

As far as eating goes, you're not too bad. I should probably be better about making veggies for you, but you love any and all fruit. Your favorite meal is spaghetti and you want it for every meal. It has to be regular spaghetti too, not Chef Boyardee. You want the real deal. And peanut butter and jelly samwiches are your other staple. You're not too much into meat yet. I figure the protein in the peanut butter and the hamburger in the're doin' OK. I like to call you my little vegan, but you eat yogurt and you're not quite there.

Everywhere we go people think you're either 3 or 4 years old because I guess you're tall for your age. I don't know about that, but everyone is saying it. I find myself slipping your age into casual conversation with strangers because I don't want them to think you're 4 and still in diapers, or that you're 4 but have the vocabulary of a two year old. Every time I tell them you're 2, they are just amazing at how tall you are. Seems to make sense to me considering your father and I are longer, lankier, and leaner than most.

Loves you booger butt,

Monday, May 25, 2009

More My Speed

Making Bets

A day at the races!

Friday, May 22, 2009


Lunching at the lake with Gammy & Daddy!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

I Got It!


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

A True Celebration

We had such a great time in South Dakota last weekend when we visited for my Great-grandpa J's funeral. I know that sounds funny, but it was a true celebration of his life and how much he was loved. I got to see my auntie Pam who I never get to see, and I finally met her son Chris and his wife Ang (her name is Andrea, but all the cool people call her Ang). The highlight for daddy was the 31 lb walleye he caught when he went fishing with uncle Butcher! Now he's finally in the "Big Fish Club!" He thought it was a nice little present from Grandpa.

Time is what keeps everything from happening at once,

Friday, May 15, 2009

Uh Oh

Does anyone know how to rewind up dental floss?

Friday, May 08, 2009

My Great Granpda J

He was a big man. And when I say big, I mean huge. Hugely tall, huge hands, huge body, but most importantly he had a huge heart. He loved to hang out with me. He took me for walks, I sat on his lap and watched baseball and rodeo on TV. I loved to run around his house and he would laugh at me. We had great conversations in the middle of the night, just when I needed someone to talk to. And he always had tears in his eyes when it was time for me to go home. He was my great-grandpa, and he went to Heaven yesterday. I will miss him, but I am so happy of the time we had, and I am so proud to have known him and to call him Grandpa.

Love, HAJ

Sunday, May 03, 2009



Watching Boats

Lunching at Lord Fletchers!

Saturday, May 02, 2009

Wet TP

Stacking wet toilet paper.

Go Horsie!

Watching the big race!

Friday, May 01, 2009


Doing the dishes with Brookie!

Drivin' drivin'drivin'!