These are the hands that were in the circle the day I was blessed at only a few weeks old while surrounded by the power of the priesthood and was given a name and a blessing, There hands held mine as I said my last good byes to my brother and father at the tender age of 5. These are the hands that baptized me and
confirmed me a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints when I turned 8. These are the hands that pointed at the back yard when I was sick and home from school while saying, "I guess we will have to just take ya in the backyard an shoot ya. That is the only cure for hybobalobis." These are the hands that would hold mine while walking into a daddy/daughter activity while missing my dad the most. These are the hands that set up cones and taught me how to
parallel park a car because my mom didn't know how to. These are the hands of my chosen witness when I got married in the Las Vegas temple for all time and eternity. These are the hands that held my children and
oodled at them when they were just infants, who tickled them as toddlers and clapped at every "
performance" in their living room at every visit to great Grandpa's house. These are the hands that gave me strength when I thought I couldn't go on. And these are the hands I will miss dearly until we meet again in heaven because these hands are sealed to me for all eternity. Families are FOREVER!!! And for that I am truly thankful tonight, for tonight I have one more angel in heaven watching over me. I love you Grandpa!!!
This is my cousin Brian presenting the United States flag to my grandmother at the graveside for my grandfather's service in WWII.
Where do I even start to brag about this kid? This past year he finished 4th grade with flying colors. It only took him 5 years of school to finally realize that he gets as much as he puts in. So after the first trimester he worked really hard and did extra credit when ever possible and stayed on the A-B honor roll the 2nd and 3rd trimesters. I can't believe he only has one more year of elementary school and then it's off to Jr. High. 
He has watched his cousins participate in the Massula Children's Theatre the past couple of years and decided during the tryouts I had taken Madisen to that it looked like fun and he joined in. He was cast as one of the "Camelotian's" in the play "King Arthur's Quest." They rehearsed every night for a few hours for 5 days and then Saturday performed twice. He had a blast and wants to do it again next year. He's the one on the left in the second row of the picture above.
Tanner played AA Minors the year in Little League with the D'Backs. He had an amazing coach and grew leaps and bounds from all the hard work and many hours at practice. All the hard work paid off as they took 1st place in the League for the over all season and then were invited to play in a special baseball tournament called the Tournament of Champions and on Saturday they took 1st place in that they had an amazing season that was a blast to watch.
These are the hands that were in the circle the day I was blessed at only a few weeks old while surrounded by the power of the priesthood and was given a name and a blessing, There hands held mine as I said my last good byes to my brother and father at the tender age of 5. These are the hands that baptized me and confirmed me a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints when I turned 8. These are the hands that pointed at the back yard when I was sick and home from school while saying, "I guess we will have to just take ya in the backyard an shoot ya. That is the only cure for hybobalobis." These are the hands that would hold mine while walking into a daddy/daughter activity while missing my dad the most. These are the hands that set up cones and taught me how to parallel park a car because my mom didn't know how to. These are the hands of my chosen witness when I got married in the Las Vegas temple for all time and eternity. These are the hands that held my children and oodled at them when they were just infants, who tickled them as toddlers and clapped at every "performance" in their living room at every visit to great Grandpa's house. These are the hands that gave me strength when I thought I couldn't go on. And these are the hands I will miss dearly until we meet again in heaven because these hands are sealed to me for all eternity. Families are FOREVER!!! And for that I am truly thankful tonight, for tonight I have one more angel in heaven watching over me. I love you Grandpa!!!
