Sunday, January 4, 2009

Welcome 2009

So, another year. I am not sure I really got all of 2008 in before it was gone. And it appears I can not get it back. In thinking about it, I don't really want it back. It was a good year. We did a lot. Everyone but Joe tried playing new string instruments. We went to Bear Lake twice. We got a new dog, trained the "old dog" a bit more. I signed back up for college. Brynja started Junior High. Aliyah gave ballet and jazz a shot. All the kids did karate, Josh and Brynja earned their yellow belts, and Brynja her orange. It was a busy and full year.

And here is to a new one! 2009 will be full of change and adventure and I am just hoping we survive. I will start school full time on campus. And that will probably be the cause of our biggest lifestyle changes. I won't be available for running forgotten homework to school or other miscellaneous debris that is forgotten. Joe will have to take up more of the business responsibilities. And I am hoping just to keep on top of everything!

I have some pictures to add to the blog. I must resize them first. So once I get that done I will be back. In the mean time I will be wondering if I am going on campus in the morning. I am still waiting to hear from the professors. So I will be having mini panic attacks throughout the afternoon.

I hope you all look forward to a new year. And I hope that you make it count!

Christmas Letter in case your copy was lost in the mail

'Twas the month before Christmas, when all through the house
No one was sleeping, not even the spouse;
The ornaments were hung on the big tree with care,
In hopes that snowy weather soon would be there;
The children were waiting to go use their sleds,
While Mom sat typing what popped into her head;
A review of the year, just a little recap,
Hoping the stories do not cause you to nap,

Brynja has a phone which causes her to chatter,
On violin and viola she makes quite a clatter.
Away to the concerts we flew like a flash,
Where she wears shoes that make her fall on her ash.
She is in junior high and all aglow,
Keeping up her grades so we don’t think she is slow,

When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But our little man Josh who turned eight this year,
With a knack for tools he helped get the deck up quick,
A fabulous addition we think is slick.
Josh loves scouts and sports and karaoke games,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, football! now, soccer! now, baseball and fishin’!
On, rockets! On karate! On archery shootin’!
To the top of the roof! To get that lost ball!
Now kick away! Throw away! Put away all!"

And that leaves Aliyah, cute, we can not deny,
She plays a tiny violin, bow it does fly,
She is in Spanish Immersion at school too,
She still loves animals, wants to work in a zoo.
She is tiny and cute and sometimes will spoof
She still says funny things and acts like a goof.

As summer was ending we got lucky and found,
A big Saint Bernard to bring home from the pound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And we couldn’t believe the size of his foot;

April is busy, enough time she does lack,
She is going back to school with her own backpack.
Her eyes -- how they twinkled! Now they look kind of scary!
Her books were like rocks, how she hated to carry!
She tried violin but will never go pro,
She will stick with designing it brings in some dough;

Joe travels abroad from the air looks beneath,
Surprised when he came home on the door was a wreath;
He visits the Dead Sea and floats on his belly,
He wishes the hotels would just get a deli.
“I should make this my business” he said to himself,
And I laughed when I heard him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
He started the planning, his face wore a smirk,

And now before any of you start to doze,
We will bring to an end this wonderful prose;
A spring in your step, in your work may you whistle,
And to all the hard times send a giant dismissal.
For our friends we are grateful and we wish peace and light,
"Merry Christmas to all, hope this turned out all right."
Love ,
Joe, April, Brynja, Joshua, and Aliyah