Carl Dille, Bernice Dille Goates, Erin Goff, Grandma Barbara Marie Eldredge, Taylor Goff (2 years old) 1994
When we moved into our new house I lost one very important box. It was a box of all my nondigital photos. I tore the basement apart looking for it and every couple of months would go looking for it again. Finally, I convinced myself that the box was gone. However, during the holiday break, while we were cataloging our food storage Dana found it. YEA! This 5 generation picture was one of the treasures inside. Also inside, photos of Carly's birth. Now, I have proof that she was not adopted.
I can't believe I actually wore that denim top with those flood/peg legged jeans. YIKES! But the best thing about this picture, is Grandma Eldredge's black eye. She told everyone she had gotten in a fight at the nursing home. She would hold up both fists and say, "You should see what the other guy looks like." We all knew she had fallen out of bed.
Moral of this story... Taking inventory of your food storage can bring many blessings. :)
Friday, January 23, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
4 Generations
Joseph Carl Dille, Grandma Bernice Dille Goates, Erin Jo Dille Goff, Carly Jo Goff, Cooper Goff
This past Saturday we drove up to Ogden to see Grandma Goates, who is in a care center, and my parents, who drove down from Idaho. We had the opportunity to take a 4 generation picture. What I love about this picture, is it reminds me about the importance of our names. I got my middle name, Jo, from my dad. He got his first name from his dad. And then we named Carly after my dad, Carl. We also continued the Jo traditition, giving her Jo as her middle name. She was supposed to be called CJ, but that never stuck. Then we switched to Carly Jo, but she didn't like that. So, she's just Carly now. Thanks Dad, Mom and Grandma for giving us a good strong name to keep in the family. :)
Friday, January 9, 2009
This is one of my favorite stores, for jewelry, lotion, picture frames, etc. I actually don't buy a whole lot, but I do like to look and get ideas. (Dana probably would disagree with that last comment.) Yesterday, I decided to run in (it was closing, so I didn't have a lot of time). I was looking for a headband for Taylor. She wanted a cute one to wear to the Preference Dance Saturday night. I had Carly and Cooper with me. As we're walking in Cooper says, "They won't have a headband in there, they make cupcakes!" Crazy Mom. Yes, you guessed it that's how I bribe Cooper to go with me into the store. He gets a cupcake if he's good. So, I guess that's how he sees it.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Christmas Morning
Christmas Eve, the kids all sleep up stairs together. I'm not sure who took this picture, so I'm not sure if they're faking it. They got us up at 6:30 a.m. I say way too early!
Christmas Eve, our wonderful neighbors the Blands invited us over for yummy soup and games. Afterwards we always drive up the mountain to see where Santa is resting. This time, Santa let Cooper sit in the sleigh.
Cooper asked for a Sock Monkey. He thought he came with a port a potty, because the packaging looks like that's what he's doing. I think he was bummed when he realized it wasn't a potty.
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