It has been 26 years

This blog post is 3 days late, but I decided I better post about it. I got my first Journal, 26 years ago when I was 11 years old living in Thornton Colorado. I got it at a Father and Daughter party and it is white with the word Journal on the cover. I started rereading my journals and let me tell you I couldn't spell very well bad then. I have gotten better at spelling over the years, but I still have trouble with a few words here and there. Right now I am about to read the entry from Jan. 25 1987, when I was in the 8th grade. Let me tell you, I hated Junior High School. I was made fun of a lot and I pretty much took it and I never really said anything about it. I know this happen over 20 years ago, but it still hurts, especially when I reread my journals. Junior High School is another post and maybe someday soon I will tell you a few things about it, but it is getting late right now. I love having a journal and I am so glad that I got my first journal when I was 11 years old

Day at the Park

We decided to go to the park a few weeks ago, something we don't do very often as a family. It was the perfect Sunday afternoon, it wasn't to hot or to cold. It was just right. Enjoy the pictures.

Zach relaxing.

Will pushing Zach in his wheelchair

A rare moment for Ethan and Connor.

Will took this of me swinging. Something I love to do, but don't do that often.

Will throwing a frisbee to Ethan

Connor picking up a frisbee


Ethan always tried to hide from the camera, so that is why he is not looking.

Will and Zach going down the slide


Connor trying to go up the slide