I know it's a few days late, but I just want to wish Lamona a very happy birthday!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Happy belated birthday Lamona!
I know it's a few days late, but I just want to wish Lamona a very happy birthday!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Exciting News
In case you missed the exciting news on my own blog, I'll share it here too. Rachel took her very first steps last Monday. She's still a little wobbly, but making good progress. Here's a video we took of her walking.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
About Lamona
Mom recorded in my baby book that I learned early not to mess with her as per the sibling pecking order. I must have neglected to notice that she was just as big as me and twice as feisty.
When she and Faline and I sang in Sacrament meeting, when we were all still very young, and were basking in the praise given afterward, Lamona went so far as to keep track of the numbers. After the meeting she came up to Mom in the foyer and announced, "So far I got 5 complaints!"
I was protective of her on her first day of first grade as we mounted the school bus, feeling like a mother hen, worrying about how she would do, whether she would get lost, which was silly because she was way more self-assured than me.
We would go around together on the playground before school when I was in the fourth grade and she was in the third, and the kids would ask us if we were twins because we had the same hair, same eyes and were the same size.
I have her to thank for the memory of my most embarrassing moment. I had been obsessed with weighing the same as the cutest, most popular girl in the fourth grade--58 pounds. I weighed sixty, but that was unacceptable. Every morning I faithfully stood on the scales, and Lamona, standing by, kept vigilant track, sympathetic when the needle again recorded 60. On the morning I weighed one pound less than sixty she was jubilant for me and on the bus announced to her friend, Trixie, loud enough for everyone--including Floyd Kisser, the guy on whom I had a crush--to hear, "Guess what? Teddie only weighed 59 pounds today with just her underwear on!"
Hope you have a Happy Birthday today, Lamona!
When she and Faline and I sang in Sacrament meeting, when we were all still very young, and were basking in the praise given afterward, Lamona went so far as to keep track of the numbers. After the meeting she came up to Mom in the foyer and announced, "So far I got 5 complaints!"
I was protective of her on her first day of first grade as we mounted the school bus, feeling like a mother hen, worrying about how she would do, whether she would get lost, which was silly because she was way more self-assured than me.
We would go around together on the playground before school when I was in the fourth grade and she was in the third, and the kids would ask us if we were twins because we had the same hair, same eyes and were the same size.
I have her to thank for the memory of my most embarrassing moment. I had been obsessed with weighing the same as the cutest, most popular girl in the fourth grade--58 pounds. I weighed sixty, but that was unacceptable. Every morning I faithfully stood on the scales, and Lamona, standing by, kept vigilant track, sympathetic when the needle again recorded 60. On the morning I weighed one pound less than sixty she was jubilant for me and on the bus announced to her friend, Trixie, loud enough for everyone--including Floyd Kisser, the guy on whom I had a crush--to hear, "Guess what? Teddie only weighed 59 pounds today with just her underwear on!"
Hope you have a Happy Birthday today, Lamona!
Monday, September 1, 2008
Kelly - Man of All Talents
I just propped up a photo on my keyboard. It is a picture of a wedding cake sitting on a doily-covered round table. In the photo a relative of the bride is cutting the first piece of the cake for the guests, clearly "in charge" of the wedding cake.
The bride was Malauna Christensen (aka Gibby) and the relative was her Uncle Kelly. Taking care of the wedding cake was what was needed when he asked what he could do to help. There was no hesitation, no embarrassment, just "Sure!" and it was done.
Loyal - Generous - Kind ... that is the brother Kelly I know. Kelly is "there" for whatever is needed, from cutting cake to buddy passes, from a ride home on his motorcycle to a song on his banjo. I love you Kelly. Happy 47th Birthday!
The bride was Malauna Christensen (aka Gibby) and the relative was her Uncle Kelly. Taking care of the wedding cake was what was needed when he asked what he could do to help. There was no hesitation, no embarrassment, just "Sure!" and it was done.
Loyal - Generous - Kind ... that is the brother Kelly I know. Kelly is "there" for whatever is needed, from cutting cake to buddy passes, from a ride home on his motorcycle to a song on his banjo. I love you Kelly. Happy 47th Birthday!
Pics of Kelly
Happy Birthday Kelly! May all your dreams come true!This picture is yet another example of how we Batemans can sleep any time, anywhere!
I remember when Kelly...
...could be heard before being seen, wandering slowly home from Kindergarten across the field that bordered our house in Trumansburg, singing opera in his falsetto voce (that's Italian for voice) at the top of his lungs.
...would stand in the outfield at his little league games, mitt on head, watching balls fly by.
...good-naturedly took Monte's punches to his shoulder, his punishment for winning over the hearts of Monte's former sister slaves, biding his time until he grew up to be the bigger of the two.
...was running around in the foyer after church, and bumped into a man who was just standing there, which collision knocked him down. He immediately recovered, stood up and confronted the guy with, "Why dontcha watch where you're going?!"
Congratulations on turning 40 something, Kelly! Hope your day is wonderful!
...would stand in the outfield at his little league games, mitt on head, watching balls fly by.
...good-naturedly took Monte's punches to his shoulder, his punishment for winning over the hearts of Monte's former sister slaves, biding his time until he grew up to be the bigger of the two.
...was running around in the foyer after church, and bumped into a man who was just standing there, which collision knocked him down. He immediately recovered, stood up and confronted the guy with, "Why dontcha watch where you're going?!"
Congratulations on turning 40 something, Kelly! Hope your day is wonderful!
Happy Birthday Kelly!!
I don't have any cute pictures of Kelly to put on here, but I wanted to wish Kelly a Happy Birthday! If anyone has any pictures, I'd love to see them though!
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