Congrats Robert!!

Tonite we got the opportunity to watch Robert Luna graduate from 8th grade. I stood there watching and listening to the speeches and one girl said "these next 4 years are just a blink of our life" (or something like that) and i realized that was true. It was 15 years ago when i was in the same spot Robert was in tonite. It hit me how fast the years have gone and how I thought back then "yeah right, it won't go by that fast".

As the graduation was over and we walked over to where Robert was and took pictures I started tearing up. I can't believe that he's now going to be in High School. I am happy to note that he will be attending my Alma Mater of Sutter High; Go Huskies! and I hope he will be open to change as his freshman year will be shocking, wonderful, exciting, nerve racking, and pretty hard although I know deep down that Robert will excel at anything he puts his mind to. I am so proud of you Robert! We all are!

Here are some pictures from tonite:

waiting for Graduation to start...man was it hot!

my word we are already at the class of 09? I am definitely getting old!

The one circled is Robert!

Standing for his diploma

Whooo hooo GO ROBERT! YOU DID IT!!

Im sure he's saying "they really gave it to me?? whoo hoo!"

Just kidding Robert!

After the graduation was over. Logan was not happy but luckily Robert was a good sport! Although after Robert left he kept calling out his name!

Me and the Graduate!

Robert and Herbie

Logan + ink = a mess

Sorry the pictures are dark but I had to post this. While I was outside talking with Herbie, Logan took it upon himself to get into my scrapbooking stuff. Luckily he didn't get to the cutters but he did get into my stamps and ink. It was definitely my fault for leaving my container unzipped but Logan knew he was doing something wrong when i walked in and said "buddy what are you doing?" and he jumped....

stamping his leg and there was definitely ink on his foot (not shown)


ink on the hands

can you tell he knows he did something wrong?

Out of the mouth of my Logan...

You know the saying "Out of the mouth of babes" ? well i had just one of those moments tonite with Logan. He is talking so much more now and tonite was no exception. Mom and I were watching TV and Logan decided to give Mom his stuffed Grover so he could be her friend. (he kept saying "friend friend" to her the whole time) Then he brought over his Tickle me Elmo to her. He wouldn't let her hold him but then he put him on the floor and this conversation began:


Logan:"uh oh! Poo Poo!"

Me: "You went poo poo?"

Logan: "Elmo go Poo Poo" (as he's lifting Elmo's legs)

Me: "Does Elmo need a diaper?"

Logan then looks at me like what im saying is ridiculous and then he lifts Elmo's legs again and says "poo poo all done, all done"

I was laughing so hard because he was so SERIOUS and the looks on his face when he lifted Elmo's legs were priceless! :D

I just had to share...I can't wait for more funny/priceless moments like this one!

Logan and Elmo

I never thought I would get sucked into the world of Elmo. Is it because he's red? Is it because he has his own little world? I don't know but Logan LOVES his Elmo. When we watch Sesame Street he can't wait for Elmo's World to come on. If he's in the other room and the music starts playing he will drop everything and RUN into the living room to see Elmo on the T.V.

Logan has a Tickle me Elmo and before I started videotaping Herbie had showed Logan how Elmo can "spit" out a ball. This video is of Logan making Elmo spit and then he got engrossed in Elmo laughing.

10 Years Ago Today...

Henry, Frenchie, Milt

December 1951-May 13th 1999

Ten years ago today we were dealt with a horrific blow to our family. We lost my dad. He died of a massive heart attack. I can still remember the day vividly. I think I always will. Even though this day marks 10 years and it seems I am all cried out the tears start to flood back. Not exactly for this day but for the memories I have of my dad and the many days I haven't had with him. I miss him terribly but I know he is up there watching over me along with my Grandpa. He was such a great man to everyone he met. I think that's why it took him more than 30 minutes to get a gallon of milk when we went to the store!

I wrote this last year (although changed the year this time) and it still rings true today of all that I can remember...


10 years ago today:
I woke up to my mom telling me to call 911
I waited for a fire truck and ambulance
I watched my mom say goodbye
I watched my dad being wheeled out on a stretcher
I listened to my dad say "it hurts"
I saw the EMT'S do CPR
I banged and yelled at my uncles door
I drove to the hospital
I prayed the whole time
I held my mom's hand
I knew by the doctors face he was gone
I screamed "NO"
I cried
I cried w/my mom
I had to call my brother and tell him the news
I listened to the coroners report, yet couldn't remember any of it
I heard him say "massive heart attack"
I got hugged by my family
I went home with my uncle
I wanted the whole world to stop
I kept calling Herbie but his phone wasn't near him as he was coming home from L.A.
I had to call my dad's sister to tell her the news
I had to be strong for my mom
I cried so many times
I finally got ahold of Herbie
I cried again
I called my closest friends
I was glad when Candy came over (Thank you Snort!!)
I talked and cried with Candy
I finally got to be held by herbie
I heard "I Love You" for the first time from Herbie
I cried so much
I had to take sleeping pills to sleep
I cried myself to sleep in Herbies arms