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Jack is making progress, I won't say mastered yet, but progress in potty training. Mostly due to the fact that he loves, and I mean loves to go pee outside and be naked. Seriously this child was born in the wrong time, to the wrong mom because it drives me crazy. However, I will let him strip down to go potty outside in hopes that this will make the whole potty training complete. (this is the second picture of Jack's naked back side, and hopefully the last, its just so funny!)



Traditionally my family immediate and extended gathers together to celebrate Memorial Weekend camping in Island Park. We have dutch oven food all weekend long, lots of games, golf, fishing, and laughs. This reunion still occurs (even without ME! what?) and we've missed it so several years. Last year we hurried home after Shawn's graduation to be there and I'm so glad we did... it was the last family picture that we have with my entire family in it (minus Christine). Everyone was there.
It was also the last time I saw my brother Ryan, as we moved out to New York a week later. Ryan loved this tradition, and he never missed it. He loved the outdoors, loved camping and fishing. He encompassed the ideal of camping - it was natural, it was part of him. So that being said, this holiday and tradition though they are still celebrated and loved, have a little piece of wonderful missing. There is one less fisherman, one less muddy dirtbike, and one less smile at the campfire. I love and miss you Ryan.

2 comments:
Did Shawn get in a fight with the razor? HAHA, I'm sure he's just coolin off for summer! You guys look like you've been staying busy and having fun. Miss you!
Shawn WHAT DID YOU DO? Wow I swear you had hair last time I saw you. Kids are hilarious...can't wait to see you all!! Love you all
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