I used to be..

...good at keeping up with life and the things that go on around me. I used to be good at updates for my family & friends who are so far away. Now that my parents have an up-to-date computer and broadband, no more excuses. I need to pick up my game.

I also used to be young. Yes I blame it all on age.

We have had a busy summer and with school only five short weeks away I wonder where all the time has gone.


With that said here is a glimpse into our summer in between basketball camps and scout camps.










A little slip-n-slide.













A little baseball with dad.
A near miss with a flying bat (Thanks Josh Hamilton).












Hoping to get on TV.
Who knew a flying object would get you on TV sooner that a cute sign from a six year old.






"The Bat", which landed one row behind the boys, before security took it back to the dugout.














A free date night with The Eagles.
I loved the box seats!











Basketball skills champ

and a happy 7th birthday.



Now on to a 15th birthday party and a mini-vacation with some friends. I may have to throw in some school shopping, but I still have a little time. Right?

Better late than never...

I think I have said that before.

Oh well, I have tried to post this several times and it never sounded just right.

I will just speak from the heart...

Happy Father's Day to my dad. A man who is never short on words, and has never met a stranger. I love his strong popeye arms and his bear hugs.

To my angel father-in-law, who left this earth life far too soon. He is watching over his children and smiling at all of their accomplishments, and sheds a tear in their trials. He left a 5-year-old boy with a few vivid memories and a lasting impression of hard work, integrity, honesty, and a strong testimony of faith.

Steve, the man of my life & the man who still keeps me laughing and enjoying the journey together as parents. The dad who is always willing to "play ball" even when the doctors have told him no more (pretty sure his knees will not last through grandchildren).

Most of all I love him because...

...he gave me all of these.

Love you all and I am so thankful for the many parts you play in my life