Daddies Are So Silly

This is Ellena here. I just had to tell you this short story from like a week ago. Seriously, stop me if you've heard it already.

My daddy dropped me off at school with no pants on. That's right, and the worst part was he didn't even know. He was SO busted though at night when momma came home. She saw me running around in only a top and immediately asked him if I had taken my pants off somewhere. He said "No, she didn't wear any pants today".

Then he rambled on about how he thought this shirt (see the pictures below) was really a dress. Turns out he took this out of the closet in the morning when we were dressing, brand new and all, with tags still attached, but got confused because nothing else was on the hanger. What he doesn't know, and - shhh - I may never tell him is there were the cutest little green matching pants that I had detached and hidden just days before.

Silly daddy!

Burried On The C:Drive

Those who know me know I have a fondness for my camera. In fact, I have SO many pictures in general (and even more I want to post here!), that I will never truly "catch up".

Enjoy this sampling from the hard drive, before it crashes!

Those who know me know I have a fondness for my camera. In fact, I have SO many pictures in general (and even more I want to post here!), that I will never truly "catch up".

Enjoy this sampling from the hard drive, before it crashes!

Documentation: First Scabs

Allegedly the story, as I heard it told, goes something like this:

Mama picked up the little one from school and as they were walking across the parking lot together they were holding hands (Rocketship wants to walk on her own now...imagine that) and they decided to run to the car.

"Mama, my knees!" was the next thing heard that day. She fell down and torn a little hole in her tights and scraped her knee.

By the time they were safely buckled into the car, S had confirmed the "incident" had only done minor damage and that her boo boos were OK.

Again, this is alleged. We should go to the source for more accurate information!

A few days later the teeny-tiny scabs appeared. Rocketship still points to them, especially in the bath, and says "Boo boos OK".

Think Spring!

Our Little Driver

This 3T-sized jersey, "a little taste of Wisconsin", was a Valentine's gift from the fam in the Midwest. That was very sweet! Little E thanks you all! Much love.

Can't Juggle...Yet

This is my life-long blood-brother (and best man), Eric, and his new endeavor - a unicycle. I admit, I live vicariously through him at times.

He said, and I loosely quote, "If you see a guy on a unicycle, and he's doing a half-way decent job, he's been full-time dedicated and addicted for at least six months".

In Loving Memory

Jeanne Piech

SOUTH BEND - Jeanne (Wolfe) Piech was born September 4, 1925, in Chicago, Illinois. She passed away in Howell, Michigan, on February 23, 2010. She was a longtime resident of South Bend, Indiana, where she was an employee of the St. Joseph Bank and Trust Company for 25 years. In 1970 she moved to San Francisco, California, where she was employed by a major bank for 22 years, retiring as Human Resources Officer in 1992. After 34 years in San Francisco, she moved to Howell, Michigan, to be near her family. She is survived by her daughter and son-in-law, Michelle and Walt Hickok of Highland, Michigan; granddaughter, Jessica Keleman, and great-granddaughter, Lily Keleman of Highland, Michigan; grandson and wife, Loren and Sheri Hickok, and great-granddaughter, Ellena of Commerce Township, Michigan; and grandson, Brett Hickok of Queen Creek, Arizona. Memorial services will be held in St. Patrick's Church on Saturday, March 6th, at 10 a.m. Her ashes will be scattered near the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco.

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We will always miss you, Nana...

To everything there is a time for every purpose under heaven

Ecclesiastes 3:1