Granny

Thora Bertha Krogue Larson

July 19, 1921 - April 8, 2009

My Granny passed away just last week and on Saturday the 18th of April. We held a viewing and the funeral at a church just down the street from where she used to live Vegas. It was so exciting to drive past all the sights I used to see when I was younger. I could even point out what street to turn down to get back to her house.
I was very nervous for the viewing. I figured I would break down as soon as I saw her. I walked past the door and looked in quickly to try to get myself acclimated before I went in. When I walked in with Josh and the rest of my family, I looked at her, and I just knew there was nothing to be sad about. The body before me was not the smiley, happy, warm Granny I remember and i I will always remember. We sat in the room and watched everyone come in a pay their respects. It was really crazy to see how many people, from all over, all different ages, come in.
My Granny was really a wonderful person, really out going and friendly. She was a big part of my upbringing and she will be missed by all. I am so happy that she was my Granny.

      "Think up,
             Thumbs up...
         And SMILE!!"

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Photo Shoot

While at the cemetery, Caitlyn was running around a wide open grass area. I like to tease her, so I followed her around snapping pictures of her. She really did not like it. She continueally yell "LOCK" that means "freeze, you are in prision" and the only way out is to plead with her to unfreeze you. HINT: Do not stick your bottom lip out. Pouting is not the way to get your way with her. She will say "Put that lip away. No one is buying it!!"

Easter

All the wonderful candy

Baby chicks for father

We love the baby chicks

Even Maxwell likes the baby chicks

Dad found eggs

Were are the eggs?

Josh found some eggs

Eggs in the tree!!

Love!

GOING PRIVATE

Hello to all readers,

On May 19,2009 our blog will be going private. Meaning you have to ask us to add you to the list and we will need your e-mail address that you log into blogger with. We would like everyone to keep on reading our blog, however we would like to make the blog private so only family and friends can view us. If you would like to keep viewing our blog please e-mail me at joshuahesch@gmail.com with your e-mail address you log into blogger with or leave it as a comment on this post. Thank you

Josh and Ashley

Bucking Bronc Rider

I have always love to draw. Unfortunately, older I have gotten, the less time I spend doing it. Well, inspiration struck. I saw a photo of a bronc rider in the paper and I thought to myself “that would be cool to draw”. Three days later I finished it.

Sleep Talking

The other, night Josh fell asleep on the couch. It was time to go to bed and I woke him up saying, “Josh, lets get you into bed”. (or something to that effect) He then replied, sleepily, “Which bed?” Now, we only have one bed. It is the same bed we have been sleeping in for the past two years, and that is what I told him.

He got up and got himself ready for bed, brushed his teeth, took his medicine, used the restroom, ect. When he got into bed he curled up in a ball and started to whine. I asked him what was going on. He told me he didn't know where our bed was. Yes, he was laying in our bed. I was very confused with what he was saying and with the fact that he very upset. I began quizzing him about where he thought he was and I realized he was still asleep!! So now that I understood why nothing he was saying made sense I could play 20 questions with him.

What did the bed look like?
Is it big? No.
Is is small like for a barbie? No, it is not big and not little, it is brown.
Where the last place you saw our bed: I don't remember.
Did you loose the bed: I don't remember.
Did someone stole our bed: yes.

Who stole our bed?...
James and Brittany? No.
Jason and Katie? No.
Did I steel our bed? No.
I was stumped.. oh!
Did someone from the front desk steel our bed? Yes.

DUN DUN DUN...

He was still upset and had a slight whine in his voice. I figured it was best to let it be. To ease his mind I told him that no one broke into the house and nothing was missing. With that, he was back into a deep sleep.