An oversized GRACIAS to Aunt Mel and Uncle Nick who are hosting Maximus (his terrible-two nickname) this entire weekend whilst Kelby and I have a purely grown up time. It's a bit weird around the house but I know he's having a splendid time being nibbled on by our doggie nephew Beau.
Dos...
Over Labor Day weekend, I participated in my very first golf tourney at Boeh Meadows--Kelby's grandparents' pasture turned golf course. Grandpa Bob organized a grandkids tournament and Grandma typed up (I mean TYPED...on a type writer!) score cards for each of the teams. Max LOVED running all over the open fields with Grandma Barb and Grandpa Bernie. As fate would have it, Kelby and I came away with the traveling trophy.
Tres...
Uncle Scott is now a member of our armed forces...a Marine! Congrats Scotty!
Cuatro...
Uncle Broseph broke his right arm in the first quarter of the first game of his first year of high school football. His thoughts? At least I stopped the first down. He's such a good sport.
Cinco...
And now I am headed off to become a piece of art.
Yes. That is me.
No, I am not pregnant... They painted the shirt that way.
Channeling a little Pablo Picasso...
Wish me luck in my arm holding!
I don't get the art thing. But I'm terribly interested! Explanation? :-)
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