Just getting ready to leave for the Dew Tour, We had such a fun, fun time. As soon as we arrived they automatically got pulled aside to do contests and get loads of free stuff, there was several activities for them to do and many pro skaters and bikers giving out autographs they even got a pic with Adam Dyet, I must say that I even enjoyed myself and watching the kids have such a good time, Thanks kiddos for making my weekend so joyful, I love you!!!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
DEW TOUR!!!
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Here Dacoda and Brody tried skateboarding while Kimber and Oakley watched, We couldnt get them to stop they were having soo much fun!!!
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Sunday, September 19, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Remembering 9/11
I spent all weekend listening to the radio and the tribute to all those that lost their lives that day, I coulsdnt stop crying, I surely remember where I was that September Day!!! I had ran over to a local scrapbook store with my girlfriend and my mother in law worked their at the time, as I walked in she was in tears, I had asked her what happened and she had been listeing to the radio all morning and filled us in on the terrible news, we left everything and ran home to our families, I woke up my husband from working night shift and we turned on the T.V. and watched it together, I remember that whole day just being silent and dreery, I dont know how to even explain it, I remember the town of Tooele taking their vehicles to the gas stations to fill them up with gas, I remember going to walmart and never seeing it soo empty and quiet in my entire life, it was such a sad day!!!
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Sunday, September 5, 2010
Thoughts!
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Handprints
Handprints
Sticky hands and fingers,
Marks left on the wall,
Doors left swinging open,
Muddy footprints in the hall.
Children leave their traces,
Never thinking twice
That Mom and Dad must clean up
With bleach and paint and ice.
It’s often cause for heartache
When Mom’s left with the task,
But sons and daughters sometimes
Just forget to ask.
But how we miss those clean-ups
When the hallways clear,
And we’re left with only mem’ries
Of the sticky handprints dear.
‘Cause kids don’t just leave handprints,
You realize through your tears –
They’re handprints on the heart, Mom,
And they don’t disappear.
–by Kathy Dix
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