New clubs! Let the season begin.

Edens recent song release, enjoy:
"You not nice to me, you not nice to me.
You are a Tigar not nice to me.
A birdy eat me and my hair blows.
1234, I don't think, I don't think.
I will, I did, my toes are ice.
The police officer gave me a stickerererererer.
JUMMMMPPPP higher like aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr.
I hurt I hurt. Her nice her nice. I saw a nice Tigar.
I went and then a lion eat me...eat eat eat my food. I not eat it.
I say no nom I say no no.
I spit it out."

Hey it's been a while since I last updated my blog life. Life gets packed with playing drums, golf, basketball, building forts, etc. I would like to share with you my class pictures. I'm in preschool. It's pretty much amazing! I'm learning my abc's and numbers. I shocked my dad the other day when we were building a fort. He was measuring something with his tape measure and asked me what number it was on. I said, "23". Nailed it! Duh dad, I'm in preschool!
My teacher is great. If she thinks I'm entertaining, she has seen nothing yet. Just wait for Eden-Jo next year! So far I think I'm a number guy. I like spelling but numbers are my thing.

Yan Photography

Tball action from Shane Grove on Vimeo.

Spring Training...

I'm FOUR!!!

Happy Birthday Kirsten!!! from Shane Grove on Vimeo.

Lessons in Tumbling from Shane Grove on Vimeo.

What does three more sleeps mean? When is Christmas and when will it snow? We've waited all year for this!

Happy late Thanksgiving and Happy early Christmas to you! You know the life of a three year old can be very busy so I hope you understand the delay in my posts.
Sis and I are seen here running through the leaves in Papa and Nana’s backyard. It’s pretty cool. Papa piles the leaves up and the cousins, sis and I run through them like crazy folk on crack! I don’t even know what crack is but you get the point.
Well, what’s new with us? That’s a wonderful question, thank you for asking.
1. I learned how to say “excuse me”. I kept interrupting my dad and mom while they were talking. You know, “hey, hey, scream……hey, dad, dad, mom, cry…….whimper…hey!” Finally, my dad whipped around and looked at me in such away that would make any little boy wet their pants. “Son, when Mom and I are talking don’t interrupt, it’s rude! Next time say excuse me!” “Oh, sorry Dad”, I said. Excuse me, excuse me, umm excuse me, I said excuse me.
2. We got an early Christmas present! I had previously asked my parents for two dogs, one horse and a cow. The good news is that I got one dog. His name is Bear, cause he looks like one. He’s pooped on our kitchen floor a couple of times. I think it’s funny because it reminds me of when Eden poop in her crib. They have so much in common! Dad doesn’t think its funny and the same look he gave me when teaching me the phrase “excuse me” is the same look he gave Bear when he pooped!
That’s pretty much it from me. I’ll have Eden post in a couple of days. She’s to busy carrying Bear around in a headlock to take the time and write.

Getting ready for our Pumpkin Adventure! I'll post those pictures whenever my dad puts them on the "puter".

Kenzie, I give you half of my kingdom. From the lakes edge south to the grove of aspen. Who's your BUBBA?

Hi! This is what I look like when I'm in a good mood. I'm fairly consistent with my attitudes. Not to many mood swings from me. I'm a meat and potato girl. Things that make me happy: princesses, bears, food, music & my Bubbs. Things that make me unhappy: bedtime, nap time, no food and my Bubbs.












Hi! This is how I roll.

Ok, just so you all are aware...Sissy is not in a good mood at this point in the day. It's about 8:15am, and she didn't want to get up even though it's our 1st DAY back in SCHOOL!

I however, am having a great morning. In the pictures that follow you will see proof of that. I am the one posing for the camera and Sissy is running from the camera. Enjoy.

Sometimes it's hard figuring out what she's trying to say.

"Coffee type A sit down. Hey, wo mo her. Oh my bear mommy.
Mommy, mommy, mom I ma my bear.
Nose meets tummy. Beat it mama bear then. It’s me, it’s me."

My nightly prayer template:

"Jesus, bless daddy, mommy, sissy & Kenzie. Thank you for Boog and I played with my bat today. And Jack is my friend. And I'm jumping on daddy's back. Thank you for sissy. And I hurt my toe today but I feel better. And my bed is comfortable. Thank you for my mommy and daddy. I am their hero and champion. Amen."