Family Reunion Continued...

I love, love, love my grandpa. Every morning he squiggies the dew off of his picnic table and disects that days newspaper. He has done this ever since I can remember. He used to wake up at 5:30 when we were in town and physically pull the automated doors apart at the grocery store to but us donuts, so by the time we woke up there were fresh donuts and then there he was with his newspaper. Now he sleeps in and doesn't start his day until 7/7:30, but he still never misses his newspaper. He is funny and super intelligent, he always does ALL of those ridiculous puzzles that are in the newspaper...you know the ones that are almost impossible (atleast for me) and if he can't figure something out he will save that puzzle and wait for the answers that come out the next day, just to make sure that it won't get past him again. This is one of my favorite memories of my grandfather. This is a picture of my dad and Bumpa, going through the newspaper, without a care of what is going on around them...and with 36 people between 2 houses, there was a lot going on around them.

Benny & Shannon on the 4 wheelers.

I convinced my sister-in-law, Nayeli, to try and make bows. We had a great time and I think that she is officially addicted. Well the day that my older sister and her girls were leaving my niece gave me a little bit of a guilt trip so I gave her the bows. So here is my sister Shannon and her youngest daughter KD, posing with the bows that I made.

Grammy Sam....She wouldn't let me take a picture of her, I now know where my mom gets it from. I told her that this is how she was going to be remembered....That would never really happen but I think it is funny.
This is Beckett loving "CHOWDER" a little too much. My little sister named my grandmother's dog, and the name she chose...CHOWDER. Interesting, but it suits him. He and Beckett definitely had a love hate relationship. Beckett wanted to give him hugs and Chowder wanted to kiss Beckett the problem is that neither of them understand the boundaries and kept leaping over them. When Beckett would get on the ground Chowder would get right in his face and lick Beckett, Beckett would cry and right when his mouth opened to call for help Chowder found his target and went for his teeth, which in turn made Beckett more frustrated. It would have been so easy for Beckett to just stand up but it was like he was paralized by Chowder's "kisses". The times that Beckett wasn't being kissed he decided to give Chowder hugs...Well that or he was attempting to get back at him by putting him in a choke hold. It was comical. They were inseperable. Scott is convinced that we are not getting a dog...but I think that Beckett will be able to convince him otherwise when ever he is a little older.
"Tater-Tot"iana & me. My little big sister. Her name is Tatiana but her nick name is Tater-Tot I love it and I love her and I love that she is rockin camoflauge.

Beckett & Benny

Bumpa's big shoe + Beckett little foot=one frustrated little boy left without a shoe
Solution: Hold on to the shoelace while you walk and voila, big shoe stays on little foot without any problems. I am so proud of him for figuring this out.

Striptease, showing off what his mama gave him, trying to don his birthday suit: how ever you want to label it Beckett wanted to be all natural.