First is Val and Emi's choices.
Second is Shelbie and Landon's choices.


Shelbie with Valleri and Emily


This is my MAN Landon.
Landon is all boy, just in case you didn't know it. He played and played and played today at the ball park. Because of the rain, he was looking for frogs. He found a few little ones. But in his quest for the little critters, he was one big mud ball, head to toe. He had mud on his face, arms, legs, shoes, I mean everywhere.
He came home with us after the game, and his Daddy's last words to him were, Landon when you get to Grandma's, wash yourself up. I am telling you washing up was not going to get it. So I popped him into the shower to wash up, took his clothes to the washing machine, EVERYTHING from the skin out. So while they were washing he was stark naked. The only robe I had was my pink fluffy one, so this is a picture of him in it. I told him I was sorry, it was the only one I had. He told me it was okay. It was warm and soft. He is such a good sport, and now I have a picture of him that I can RE-USE someday for embarrassment purposes!! Love ya Buddy!!!

This is my cousin "Sunny". Her actual name is Loretta Lee. She was named for my maternal Grandmother. Her mother, Virginia (Aunt Gin) was one of my mom's older sisters.
I haven't seen Sunny since 1992. We had lunch one day in Newton and that was the last time I saw her. Her children live in this area, and she and her husband, Bob were here for the Square Dance Convention that was held here. Now that the event is over, she was doing some re-connecting with some of her extended family.

I decided that I would write a piece about my oldest son, Tim. I titled this post Timothy, just to get him going. I have a funny story about his name. When he was in the third grade, he and his classmates went to Bible School in a church across the street from school. Yep, they use to do that type of thing in the olden days. On with the story....when it came time to graduate from the Bible School, the teacher made out the little diplomas. I received a call from his teacher one afternoon wanting to know "Allen's" middle name. He decided to change his name when he went there. I always laughed about that, of course I told her, his name was Timothy Allen. I guess he just didn't like the name Timothy. It means Honored of God, and his Dad and I liked the name and it went well with Allen. Allen was his Dad's middle name and was a family name. One of the only person's who could call him "Timmy" was his Grandma, to everyone else it was off limits, or so I thought. A couple of weeks ago I went to one of Shelbie's games and the announcer was calling out the names of the players, and the coaches and over the loud speaker came the words Timmy. SHOCKED to say the least, was I!!
Tim, is a kind, caring, intelligent man. He also is a good father, good husband and wonderful son. I have been truly blessed.
Tim just received his Master's Degree in Specialized Ministries. Tim pastors a Methodist Church in Buhler Ks. His first post was in Walton Ks in a small Methodist Church there. He worked hard to bring about an increase in membership and to bring that church alive. He did a good job, and now has moved on to a new challenge. He serves as a pastor part time, and has a full time job with a company he has been with for several years. He holds a key position in that company and has worked very hard to get there.
Tim is married to the beautiful Danelle. They have two children; Shelbie and Landon. I am thrilled and proud of my "kids", they bring unbelievable joy to my heart. I give thanks to the Lord for all he has given to Tim and to us all.
