HERE is Uncle D

mama, this is for you and shiloh. for all others: mama recently sent us an email describing "accidentally" mentioning Uncle D's name aloud while emailing with Shiloh, our neice, on her lap. Her dear two year old mind believed that meant that Uncle D must be close by, resulting in repeated varied versions of "Where Uncle D?" (mixed with "More cracker?"). Poor Mama, I hope she had some headache-cure handy. But we feel a bit jealous. Uncle D would like to be able to say "HERE is Uncle D!" and catch her and squeeze her, before she's stolen by Aunt Leelee. Mama, "Leelee" is how one of the little boys at work pronounces my name and I find it charming, so if you want to pass that pronunciation on to family... ;)

Many have asked about our recent vacation to Missouri. It was good. :) We stayed at Big Cedar Resort on Table Rock Lake, about 30 min from Branson. Branson is the home of alot of entertainment acts that we weren't interested in. The draw was FISHING. Our first morning there David and Derek were up at 5:45 am to take Dad's little jon boat out on the lake. Derek caught a couple that first morning, but that's about all the luck anyone had that whole weekend. Poor D got little more than a few hopeful bites. We women split our time between cooking and working on our tans down by the pool. Saturday afternoon we rented a pontoon and a tube and we all played out on the lake for four hours. It was my first time tubing- it was alot of fun, but causes frequent whiplash. We discovered a rope swing hanging from a 20 ft cliff and Kari and I swung and splashed while David climbed, and then jumped from the cliff- the only time he got in the water-he didn't even tube! Perhaps he was having too much fun driving the boat and yanking people around...

well here's the evidence:



aunt leelee had fun too: