Grandparents

..................."The history of our grandparents is remembered not by rose petals but by the laughter and tears of their children and their chilren's children."

ooohhh la la!!

This is another picture from Miranda's wedding. Lindsey and Owen are dancing... he was quite smitten by her and spent much of the night dancing, talking and looking at her. Before this picture was taken... Owen came to our table and stood by Lindsey and said "I want you to know that you put the ooohhh in ohhhlala" and winked at her! Well one thing I must say is this young man sure knows how to find a dance partner! May God continue to Bless Owen in his life... and when it is time for him to attend his own wedding I pray that his life's dance partner puts the "ooohhh" in "ooohhh la la!"

Baxter comes to NewUlm

Well, as long as I am blogging here - I need to get in a little story about our newest granddog... Baxter Johnson. He flew in an airplane from ? to Mpls. Yes, Mr. Baxters first night in Minnesota was spent in NewUlm at the Microtel! He is an English Bulldog starting weight...20. Average weight 75#!! He was met by all the other grandchildren - they took to him right away and had lots of fun, Chloe (our other granddog)... appeared to think he would be an okay member of the family also. I don't know if I am partial but Baxter is already trained, can sit and stay, and can hide his bones with the best of them... I would tend to think he is advanced for his age! So now at age 4 months he is doing wonderful in Circle Pines...
...and I am thank-ful I only turn 50 one time! (see blog on "Chloe gets kicked out of Foley")
P.S. What is that shining on Lindsey's left hand????

A fathers love

I needed to write a short little blog for this picture. I love this picture, it isn't because it is a real clear, professional photograh... but, I was there the moments before it was taken and I know the story. I know that there was some disipline given. They were on the elevator, not sure of details and it doesn't matter anyway... all that matters is that this picture shows the true color of a "daddys love"... sometimes you just need to hold them and let them cry... and when the tears are all dried up... just keep on holding them
...until you can no longer tell where your little girl starts and you end
...you are one
...and she can peek over your big strong shoulder and see that with you by her side the world isn't such a scary place.
And my prayer for this would be that all little girls will have an earthly father with as much love as Chris has - and that they will learn of their Heavenly Fathers love because of it.
...and when JaciAnna is big enough to go out into the big ole world that she will remember "The Fathers Love." Amen

30th birthdays

This picture was taken the Sunday after Miranda's wedding. We were all at the "Microtel Motel" in NewUlm. Upon waking up there was much excitement about the great wedding the night before. We had so much fun, dancing, singing and socializing with friends and family. And now today there is more excietment... today is August 8th! Something wonderful happened on August 8,1980... now it was 30 years later... YES! Emily Jo's 30th birthday.
...Conner Dallas was in our room and I helped to get him dressed up. We were going to the pizza ranch to all eat together as a family for her birthday. It was over 100 degrees outside so the idea for a reminisce picnic at Flandrau was caboosed.
...We took off the shark pj's and replaced it with new blue jean shorts and a nice crisp cotton shirt. We combed his hair, washed his face, brushed his teeth and I was thinking to myself that he looked mighty sharp. Curt was laying on the bed watching TV.
...Conner looked at himself in the mirror and then looked at Curt laying on the bed and he smiled and said "Papa, I look just like you!" then he climbed up and layed by gramps on the bed.
...If it wasn't for that blond hair and brown eyes... I don't know if we could tell them apart!
What a wonderful week-end it was indeed.
Thank you God for weddings, little boys, grandchildren and 30th birthdays!!

Puffer

Mom and I took a trip to Willmar on Tuesday September 14th,2010, for a little Meyer family gathering. All of my dads brothers and sisters that are living were there. Here is a list of them who met in Willmar.
Pauline Haugue - the oldest at 87
Dorothy Sherburn - Dorothy from Topeka Kansas!
Maxine Prahm - the one that was closest in age to my dad and always had his picture taken with her.
Marilyn Munns - the baby of the family that goes to SunCity, Arizona for the winter
Dick Meyer - my dads brother that lives in Lavern in the nursing home
Gene Meyer - the gathering was at his house - he is the youngest brother - coming right after my dad... and his wife Rosie
Doris Meyer - My mom married to Dallas
Lois Meyer - My aunt married to Uncle bob

Those who were remembered this day:

Joy Meyer - died at 87
Betty Iveland - died last year at age 80 something
Bob Meyer - died at age 59
Dallas Meyer - died at age 60 in 1994

There was a sprinkling of some of my dads cousins there and then a couple of the cousins that drove the elders to Willmar! We had done this last year also - everyone getting together at my Uncle Gene's house before winter sets in. With everyone's age and the fact that Marilyn leaves for the winter we thought it would be nice to do again.
.... My favorite part about these gatherings is the conversation. The only problem being that each and everyone of those sisters has a story to tell and they all like to be talking at the same time. Good thing I am young enough that I can listen to two conversations at one time! I did want to take the time to write down my favorite story that was told by my Aunt Maxine...
...There is a picture of my Uncle Gene and Aunt Marilyn and at their feet is laying a big ole black and white dog. This dog had managed to come into their lives one day, just showed up on the farm and the kids all loved him. They called him "puffer", she couldn't remember fore sure... oh ya, they called him puffer because that is how he was breathing (Then Maxine starts PUFFING like the dog did). She was talking on about what a wonderful dog Puffer was and how they all loved him and he followed them to school one day.. (which was against the rules). Their dad was giving them a ride in the wagon and all of the sudden the dog got hit and was laying on the side of the road... DEAD! With much crying and yelling to dad to "STOP THE WAGON!!"... Their dad just kept driving and the kids all went to school with the vision of Puffer dead on the side of the road. Not a good day for the Meyer kids. When their dad picked them up he was somber and the kids were quiet... they got home and started getting out of the wagon and I'll be if it wasn't ole "Puffer" who came to meet them, smile on his face, tale wagging,
...back from the dead
PUFFING!!!

Monkey Bars

She gracefully pulls her self along the high "monkey bars". Her little body swinging down from her dainty hands that are wrapped tight around each bar. She lets go with one hand and swings it forward to the next bar... then the next hand - this repeats until she has made it all the way across and has her feet planted on the landing. I watch with a fear and yet a wonder. My little JaciAnna, my angel is a monkey and I can feel it in my bones - that the Lord will take her many places, she will swing along life's path... she will move forward one rung at a time... slowly gracefully asking the Lords guidance through out her life... and my prayer will be that she will always have her feet firmly planted on His landing.