My mom’s an interesting person. All her life she has lived for others.  She is a servant. In fact, she is a servant to a fault. At times I tell her she needs to be servant, not a slave. Ethel will be 83 in April. She has been alone for three and a half years;…

If you had been around to witness those times when Austyn and I received positive reports on our little Emery, you may have noticed us grab the other’s hand and say, “She’s third generation!” We are never quite sure how to finish that sentence. You see, Emery is the third generation of female infants who…

My medical knowledge has increase just a tad since Emery was born.  I have a greater insight into breathing, pooping, peeing, heart rate and blood pressure. There were two areas that when I began to learn of their importance, brought goose bumps and a few tears. While Austyn was in labor, every doctor and nurse…

It’s been almost three weeks since we received that early morning call informing us that our sixth grandchild would be born in a day or so. If this call had come three months later, on the actual due date, there would have been a much greater measure of excitement. Fifteen weeks early and a five…

We Skyped Raun frequently.  During one of those calls Jeff scolded the dog by saying “get the hell out of here”.  Again forgetting his audience I hurried he and the dog out of the room and closed the door.  Making my way back to the computer I heard Chase ask where Grandpa Jeff was. “He…

We had other visitor for New Years, Brain and Austyn flew in to spend a few days with us.  This was not just a visit, they had hoped Brian would find a job here and they would be able to move before the baby come.  It was always Austyn’s desire to live close to us…