Tuesday, September 30, 2008

"Don't Underjudge Me!"

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Jeremy and Zoe, sitting on the porch, carving sticks.
Life is good.
Until...

Jeremy decides to tell Zoe something about carving sticks.


"First of all, DON'T under judge me,

I am SIX years old and I have a tummy ache!"
Wow!, alrighty then.

"She's only 4, right?"

Good Luck Sheri and Aaron, and remember:

"Don't Under judge" Zoe, she's got it going on.

And she has a way of telling it like it is!

Go Zoe!!!

Monday, September 29, 2008

My Little Clarissa Rose!



Roses and Thorns
A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully, and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom and also the thorns. And he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?" Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and before it was ready to bloom, it died.

So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies.

We never realize our potential.


Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns and find the rose within others.

This is the characteristic of love, to look at a person, and knowing their faults, recognize the nobility in their soul, and help them realize they can overcome the faults. If we show them the rose, they will conquer the thorns. Then will they blossom, blooming forth thirty, sixty, a hundred-fold as it is given to them.

Our duty in this world is to help others by showing them their roses and not their thorns. Only then can we achieve the love we should feel for each other; only then can we bloom in our own garden. © Copyright by Haley L. Carson

Sunday, September 28, 2008

East Over Skyline - Cont. (Pictures from East Blog)

Gavin quarterbacking for his first time in a game.
I bet he could throw it over that mountain.
Watch this play, above (two pictures), he hands it off...
and then he stays by his team mate, to defend the carry through.

"Let's go this way."
A good fight.


Proud dad enjoying the game.
Family that are our friends. Thanks for coming!



Good run Gavin. We love you.

Gavina!

I don't know how I missed this favorite moment but when it came up on the slideshow tonight (this very late tonight, early morning) I just couldn't help but put it on for your birthday!
Have a happy day buddy!

My Fair Lady - Pioneer Memorial Theatre

Me and Clarissa, before we left!
Synopsis of My Fair Lady
"A misogynistic and snobbish phonetics professor agrees to a wager that he can take a flower girl and make her presentable in high society." (IMBd)

Ironically, My Fair Lady was about everything
that we had talked about earlier in the day with the kids.
It is about our humanistic way of classifying ourselves,
and judging others, as below our status.
Because of Eliza Doolittles "Cockney" accent,
arrogent Henry Higgins believes he is so much better than her.
He makes a bet that he can pass her off as a lady,
after some speech lessons by yours truely.
Higgins takes her on her first public appearance to Ascot Racecourse,
where she makes a good impression with her stilted, but genteel manners, only to shock everyone by a sudden and vulgar lapse into Cockney;
"C'mon Dover, move your bloomin' arse!".
Higgins, who dislikes the pretentiousness of the upper class,
partly conceals a grin behind his hand,
as if to say "I wish I had said that!"
She becomes a Fair Lady, passing herself off as a noble
during an appearance at an embassy ball.
As Higgins makes his way home, stubbornly predicting
that Eliza will be ruined without him and come crawling back.
However, his bravado collapses and he is reduced to
playing old phonograph recordings of her voice lessons.
To Higgins' great delight, Eliza chooses that moment to return to him.

Ah, the beauty in life when the values you are trying to instill
in your children are placed before them in such an artistic and beautiful presentation.
To be a snot, or not, that is the question!


My favorite pictures of the event:
Sam and Daddy!

Gavin, Jeremy Mel, and Clarissa, on the way to the play.

Brian, Jeremy, Stacie, Clarissa, George, Gavin, Maureen,Colleen, Sam, Mel
In our seats, waiting. (We got in a bit of trouble for taking the picture!)

Colleen, Sam, Mel, Maureen, Brian, Clarissa, George, Jeremy, and Gavin.
Standing in front of Pioneer Memorial Theatre, before the play.

Jeremy didn't make it through the last couple of scenes.

You should have heard him snore. What a trooper!

Sam and Mel, on the way home,
notice the water bottles in Sam's pockets,
making his pants high water! These kids grow toooooo fast!



HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAVIN!

As you can see, even at 11 pm, Gavin is thinking about what tomorrow will bring.

WATERMELON. A BBQ and all the good FOOD that Gavin enjoys!

Want to challenge a almost 14 year old boy?

Celebrate his birthday on Fast Sunday!!!

Gavins Football Game, East over Skyline!


Gavin and Dad!

Maureen and George!

Clayton, Anthony, Isaak, Nic--the Gotbergs!

Uncle Kim and Aunt Liz!
Check out where Nic got stitches! Tough Cookie. Love you!
Emma and Eliza!

Clarissa "mothering" the girls. Thanks Clarissa! :)

Thanks EVERYONE for the support.


We Love You Gavin! Go GAVIN!!!

For more pictures check out Gavin's team blog: http://eastfb.blogspot.com/

my happiness!

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