Friday, December 10, 2010

Christmas Letter 2010

It’s surprising that in under 5 minutes I can recap a year or two. My Christmas letters tend to be the same. This year we did some stuff, we had some good feelings, some bad feelings and lots neutral. So in detail, this year we had a daughter, named Ada, born June 9th, and growing fast. Owen just turned three and has the energy of a nuclear powered puppy bathed in a 5 hour energy drink. Laura has taken Ada in stride waking up at all hours to feed her, and still enjoying working part time. I have been teaching and doing contract work. The dogs are bored and just about die of excitement if someone throws them a faded crusty, stale tennis ball.

We’re still in Kalispell, MT living among the fervently free. We haven’t joined the Freemen yet but who knows what the future holds.

I’m still mixing it up playing hockey and racquetball. Laura is longing to ski and snowshoe but just makes it to the gym to be told by a fellow attending the aerobics class....’excuse me, I don’t know if it’s on purpose or not but you’ve really lost a lot of weight in the last few months.’ He was quite observant, but he missed the fact that there is now a baby on the outside rather than the inside.

After two and a half years in Montana, friendships are building but slowly and mostly with people that have also moved here from other places. Due to a lack of diversity in any other areas of culture, the civil unrest falls on the precipitous and significant differences between the “born here’s” and the “not’s”. Thankfully Kalispell is a growing community and we are grateful for all the “not’s” and a few “born here’s” that are becoming close friends.

So here we are at Christmas time. I’m glad for the hope the future holds where joy, fulfillment and satisfaction lie ahead in the steadfast promise of eternal life with God, without pain, sadness or hurt. Cheers to you on this holiday where Jesus came to give us hope of a brighter fuller tomorrow, when we will see friends and family that aren’t here with us anymore. There is hope and joy. Jesus is it.. Bob Andrews I miss you but can’t wait to talk again.

A parting remark:
all through the house nothing was stirring, not even a mouse...except crying, that’s Ada. Beckoning hollers from the bedroom beyond where Owen the self proclaimed dragon begs for release, while the dogs pile on the cedar pillow to lay entangled and entwined in each other’s arms and legs like wax statues. And clickety click, my keyboard whirs with Christmas delight while Laura catches a wink of sleep before the brink of life’s next flight is upon her. Ah, kids, Christmas, dogs and marriage, church, work, play and sleep. Ah yes, that sleep.

Good night and good day to you Christmas 2010.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

I love my big brother

per Grandma's request, this is quite a long video, this behavior went on for quite a while

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Conversations with Owen

Strolling through the grocery store, Owen says "Mama, my bottom is special." I say, "Well, I guess it is." He replies, "So you can't spank it Mama."

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Ada rolled over!! She supposed to still be my little baby.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Thiel Stories, Thoughts & Pictures: videos

I guess Owen has been perfecting the scream since 6 mths old, check out this flashback video:
It was cuter then
Thiel Stories, Thoughts & Pictures: videos

Friday, August 20, 2010

conversations with Ada

So I know that only grandmas and moms will find this entertaining and cute.

world class temper tantrum

This one will be shown to his future bride

Thursday, August 19, 2010

owen and judah, attempt number 2

petting farm attempt number 2

Ada and Owen

"I can use my hands" Starring Ada Thiel, narrated by Owen Thiel

old videos

I'm behind on getting my videos on here, so here is Ada's first bath at one week old.

Monday, August 16, 2010

That was Laura talking on the last blog. Nick refused to sacrifice his body for the couch.

Potty training

So I realized today that I have become like mom, because yesterday, on the first day of potty training, Owen was wearing underwear, and I had him sit on my lap instead of on the couch. Yes I got peed on, but I was willing to sacrifice myself for the safety of the couch. I remember mom catching vomit in her hands to save the carpet. Oh the things we are willing to do:)

Tuesday, August 10, 2010