PLAAAYYYYY BALLLLL

baseball season has officially begun!!!

look at how happy this boy is....

he looks like a pro ball player if I do say so myself

I seriously cannot believe how cut throat sports are down here in the states compared to Alaska.

At the parent meeting the coach told the parents to behave themselves this year because last year the cops were called THREE times....are you serious??? I guess one parent was yelling at a child "go back to tball" really??? I turned to Frank and said "we did sign our child up for the rookies team right?" wow.....I wanted to tell some of those parents "You DO realize we are playing against the Longview rookies and not the New York Yankees?" I say that now but we ALL know how I turn into a screaming soccer mom at Jacob's sporting events....but I promise not to get the cops called on me~

I can't help it....this kid is amazing

twinkle twinkle
little boy
how you fill my heart
with joy



Jake the Tank's weekend

Jacob had his last basketball game

and a pizza party

he got a trophy that said "Jake the Tank"

He went to the school sock hop

and danced with Sydnie

and Kayla

He hung out with Jase

and fist pumped with Diesel

A little boy is the only thing that God can use to make a man

Rudy

20 years ago today my cousin Rudy was murdered. He was young, funny, intellegent, protective, sweet, kind, artistic, talented, but more than all these things he was loved. I cry for him today...for all the things he has missed out on...... for his daughter who will never know him....for his mother whose heart will always have a void...for his brother who will never be the same.  And selfishly I cry for me.....I miss him~ I should just be thankful for the time he lived with us in Alaska when we were teenagers. I should be grateful for the fact that he loved me like a sister, and smile as I remember all the times we spent together laughing but I don't...I cry....and I get mad and think about all the things I should have done, or should have said ...I wish the last time I saw him I said more....hugged him one more time...told him I loved him one more time..but sadly we cannot change the past. Thru the tears I start to remember our time together.....singing at the top of our lungs....him tormenting me as I played the piano. video taping everything we did, and years later after he was gone, watching it and realizing that he brushed his hair with my little sister's toothbrush ( I don't care who you are THAT is funny) It makes me giggle a little and I smile. As I get up from the computer desk I look outside and this is what I see

the most vibrant and colorful rainbow I have ever seen in my life.....a coincidence??? I think not

Rudy Granados

1970-1991

 His death leaves a heartache that no one can heal, but his love leaves a memory no one can steal