Swedish Roses
A small glimpse of our life here in Washington.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Happy 15th anniversary!
I can't believe it's already 2011. Rick and I had our 15th anniversary and it was amazing. He got me 2 dozen beautiful roses, a pair of pretty earrings, and a very sweet letter. What did I get him...an armband holder for his ipod, cookies and some bags to put his lunch in...I'm soooo lame. It's like the first time we had valentines day together (married) he had put rose petals on the bed and a nice card. I got him jumper cables....yep...you read it right. I'm too practical. He is the romantic one in our relationship. He is amazing. He helps out so much in the home, takes the kids skiing, works so hard...I am so thankful for him. 15 years...seems so long but has gone by quick. Our life has been full of adventures and looking forward to many mores. THANK YOU RICK!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Dirty Face Ride 2010
Once again did the boys do the Dirty Face Ride. They ride their bikes for a long time...don't really know how long, but long enough to wear them out. They have fun and can get dirty! Looks great huh!
Last Day of School
Both Isabella and Dylan had a great year at Newbery. They both had great teachers. Dylan had Mr. Kniveton and Isabella had Mrs. Peterson. They will be very missed. I hope Isabella will have Mr. Kniveton in 5th grade.
Friday, June 4, 2010
My Mother
My Mother
Words that describe her:
STRONG
HUMBLE
ALL KNOWING
PATIENT
LOVING
CHILD LIKE
LOYAL
CARING
THINKER
I Love you Mom!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Mika and Nisse
Isabella loves her animals and she is so good with Mika. This is her first time to take her for a walk...all by herself. She liked it a lot. Mika is such a good dog. She is patient and sweet, even with the cats.
Monday, February 15, 2010
My Swedish Hero
Dylan loves Sweden. It's so cool to see. It's hard sometimes to live here and know that my children will never be "Swedish", but Dylan is very proud to be Swedish. He was so mad at me when we were in Sweden that I stopped teaching him. We are going to start again. I need to find a good program, because on my own ...well it won't work. He is always asking me when we are going back home to my dear homeland. Soon I hope. I miss my family and friends. I see you/them so rarely.
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