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And . . . we're back!


After some thought, I have decided to ressurect this blog and use it as a way to create a small but meaningful family history. So, we will see how successful I am in keeping up to date on it. My main goal is to share things with family and friends about what is happening in our lives and so forth.

On that note, here are a few things to get us started!

I think I will start taking a whole bunch more pics now
I have an iTouch

I ate so much at this graduation dinner I couldn't sleep
well that night or eat till dinner the next day!

Granduating
This year has already been a roller coaster, but it is only going to get more crazy! Kassie worked at Reagan Academy in the special ed department, and I came every once and a while as a substitute teacher. I finished up my degree at BYU and presented some of the research I did with professors in IP&T (including my own Pa!)
Kassie's 1st day with the sewing machine. She has been working
hard on it many times since!

At the poster session on BYU Campus


We have loved living in the basement of this wonderful home,
we sure will miss it. 

Kassie and I started a Coursera class
on Child Nutrition and cooking. This is
a tasty artichoke salad I made - yum.

Earlier this year we went on the "magic train" on the Heber
Creeper. It was pretty awesome.

While in CA for an education conference I got to enjoy time with my Pa
and Uncle (and his family). The Redwood forest was amazing.
Finally - this is a little film I made for one of my classes in Fall semester. We are pretty excited for our man child coming this July!


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  1. Just to let you know I'm reading these and looking forward to the updates.

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