Showing posts with label joel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joel. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 6

sleepy heads

i don't know what the problem was. i am sure out there on someones memory disk is a picture or two of lauren sleeping. lauren logs as many hours sleeping as mom does on the internet. here are some pictures that i just got from april. too much excitement in the dyer house to keep up with.

from april:
sleepy heads: i believe i sent 2 pics of dad sleeping over the Christmas holiday...he was all tuckered out. Any guesses as to why? Maybe we should make a list.
Also, I asked Lauren about her sleeping, and I think that when she is on vacation is she a sleeper. I know that usually she is at work at 8am, off around 5 or 6pm, then at the gym or some RS meeting or function, and then she's always busy. But she does have some time every once in a while for a snack at my house.
Does anybody have pictures of Damon and his "elbows"? That sure was hilarious!

Friday, October 27

joel and damon 1

joel and damon 2

Sunday, August 6

matchbox cars and more

here are some sweet picts from Claire about life back in turner during her summer break away from the ID.
looks like damon has that mischievous look on his eye. gearing up for a get together with the cousins. personally it is kinda weird to see him with hair, but you have to remember that makenzie had her first haircut after the age of two. looks like molly has her hands full with the two little men.
ode to the old matchbox cars there with the old plastic city streets that we would race around on and screech the tires going sideways down the city streets. the little things that you see in the background of these pictures is a little snapshot from our days of growing up. there are those double decker buses that our English mother would have us play with. i am sure somewhere along there dad would say we need to get these because these Yankees don't know what public transportation is. all of those classic cars.
as we can see Claire has to sell her self out to the slums of turner for some extra cash. we all had told dad that Claire was an addict, and we thought that it was just the internet, my space, instant messenger, paint fumes, and grunge clothing. we never knew that it was heroin. i am sure that is a viable income there in rexburg too.