Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Blue

Dylan now has blue hair, yes I said blue. If you want to get technical, only part of it is blue. It makes my blond highlights seem kind of boring. Of course there will be pictures once my laptop joins the world wide web again.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Awesome


Bre picked this for dinner the other night out of the freezer. After it was baked and placed in front of her she had one word to describe it-AWESOME!
BTW, for all those nosey people who ask if she is speaking English yet. All I can say is yes she is, awesomely!

Computer problems-again

I am downstairs on Dylan's computer cause my laptop, once again, will not connect to the internet.
Till Joey gets back in next month and deals with it I doubt there will be any pictures cause Dylan loves to gripe about how much space photos take up on the memory of a computer (like all his music downloads don't!).

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Family

Travis, Cyndi, Issac, and Mia

Tim with sons Ryan and Evan

Trish, Cyndi, Tim and Aunt Norma

Family

Lindsey and Grant

Don and Joey



Sherry and Shirley





Very handsome Matt and Brad






Dad and Trish







Dad, Trish, and Rod. Trish and Rod had not seen each other since they were just kids.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Happy 15th Dylan!


Birthday Clipart - ClipartSpace.com

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Cousins

Marcus, Alex, & Issac

Mia & Dylan


Bre & Issac

Hanging Out In The Backyard










Friday, July 11, 2008

Random shots




Bikes










Uncle Howie loved going to sales and bringing back his treasures to share with others or to resale. His front lawn displayed this with the many bicycles he had collected. I took advantage of the kids enjoying his collection and got some really good pictures of them just being kids.
The two adorable blonds are his grandchildren, my cousin Cyndi's kids Issac and Mia.

Man's Best Friend


Joey cracks me up!


He tries so hard to act like he thinks all pets are just a pain in the tush. That is what makes it so funny when they decide to make him their best friend.


Even when we drive hours from our own pets his lap is still full of furry cuteness.




Here he is holding Aunt Norma's doggie.






Miss Smarty Pants!

I meant to post about this last week but forgot so here it goes.....This story was told to me by Joey who thought it was quiet funny BTW.

Bre kept on passing gas and found it to be funny. Joey told her she was a nasty girl (joking of course) to which she replied no she wasn't.
He asked her then what does mommy say when she does that.

Her response-
she put both hands on her hips with an attitude and said "mommy says BREANNA GRACE PENNINGTON!".

I didn't know that is what I do but apparently it is!

Blessed

Aunt Norma, I just wanted to let you know I am thinking of you and I love you.

You and Uncle Howie are such an inspiration to me. Your love and devotion to each other influnced me in ways you never knew. I know your marriage was not always perfect but it withstood whatever life threw at it and that is what made it so special.
Being around you last week and seeing how many lives the two of you have touched made me feel very honored to be your neice.
Your family is truly one of the best and I am so blessed to be a small part of it.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Hotel Pics



Ignore my fingernail in the picture of Marcus










These were taken at the Holiday Inn in IL during some downtime while there for Uncle Howie's funeral services.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Tournament Day




Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Line-Up


This was taken at one of Marcus's tournament games.



We had just got done playing and the boys were watching the next game waiting for their turn to play again. Look closely and you will see Bre smack dab in the middle of them all.



She is one lucky little girl. Not every princess has a whole baseball team to watch over them.



Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Invincible

I am sitting here thinking about one of the greatest men I have ever known, my Uncle Howie.



For the past two night I have been unable to sleep. Deep down I just 'knew' something was about to happen. I am weird that way, like a sixth sense that I really wish I didn't have.

With a phone call from up north I was told what I already had know, life had changed.

He was the type of man that I viewed as invincible.

He towered over me and his cowboy hat added even more to his height as did his boots. His voice was harsh and loud. definitely that of an experienced auctioneer. Though his voice was course it was soft at the same time.

He was full of love and tenderness. He was one of the best and will be greatly missed.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Kickin back at the game



Dad, Uncle Jim (dad's brother) and Alex