I thought I would wish you happy birthday on the blog, Dad/ Kenny/ Santa. As I was thinking about your birthday, it brought me back to when I was a teenager and would call and ask you for everything. If it was a cold winter night and the Buick would not start, I did not use the AMA card you gave me, but woke you up to come and give me a boost. If I needed gas in my car or for it to be washed, you always did that for me so I would not have to worry (but we both know I am terrible at washing vehicles!! and I almost filled our car with Diesel instead of gas, so maybe you did not trust me and that was why, hmmm) . I could count on you to help me or have the answer and now that we live almost 800km apart a lot of the time you are still my go-to guy. Who do I call when I have no idea how to cook a roast without my crock-pot? or my soup is too thick, or with my lack of gardening skills. I always pick up the phone and give you a call (maybe Micah does get his endless question asking from me...). Thanks for always being there, Dad and here is to another year of endless questions from your pesky daughter.
LOVE YOU LOTS!!
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I finally got Curtis to take me somewhere with him.
What are you doing Hope?
Dancing Princess
12 Dancing Princesses
Our little Princess has developed an obsession with the Barbie movie "12 Dancing Princesses." She is driving her poor mom crazy with the movie. Throughout the day Curtis and I find ourselves humming the music and the minute we do Hope starts to dance to it. I think it is time to try to wean her from it :)
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