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Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Our 3 Big Cheeses at Fairytale Town
Some pictures just need to be shared. This is one of them. Taken at Fairytale Town, Sacramento, CA.
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Sunday, July 5, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
California Adventure... no really, that's where we were, not just what we were doing.
Joseph climbing stairs again and waving. This little guy loves to go up and down anything that allows him to go up or down.
Grandma, Shaela, and Caroline waiting for the 3D bug movie. Caroline and Joseph were NOT amused. They screamed through the entire thing.
My parents enjoying their time together.
This is the bench where Shaela and I sat and talked for 3 hours right after we met on the night of June 16, 2004. This is the first time we have been back to Disneyland since then. For those who don't know, Shaela and I first met at Disneyland after corresponding all through May 2004. We were engaged 12 days after meeting and then married on October 15, almost exactly four months after our first meeting.
Grandma, Shaela, and Caroline waiting for the 3D bug movie. Caroline and Joseph were NOT amused. They screamed through the entire thing.
My parents enjoying their time together.
This is the bench where Shaela and I sat and talked for 3 hours right after we met on the night of June 16, 2004. This is the first time we have been back to Disneyland since then. For those who don't know, Shaela and I first met at Disneyland after corresponding all through May 2004. We were engaged 12 days after meeting and then married on October 15, almost exactly four months after our first meeting.
Family Gathering on Coronado
This is the kite we could not fly on the beach at Naval Air Station North Island, where we gathered the day after the wedding. The reason? Low flying aircraft. Pictured are Caroline (trying to grab the kite), Eldon, Nicole and Madeline Pettit, Shaela, and Joseph.
I don't know if it is because we came from Utah (where it was snowing a month ago) or because I don't believe in being cold unless it actually is really cold. But we had a great time visiting as a family despite the clouds and the breeze. Pictured here are Amy Pettit, Beth Beck, and Suzanne Darracq (my mom and two sisters). Suzanne looks more and more like Amy each year.
Here's Mike Darracq with his daughter Charlotte Rose. We were all thrilled to have him with us because we have not seen him since he left for Afghanistan early last summer. He was home for a two week leave period and will complete his deployment (hopefully) within the next three months. His experience as a Navy doctor, attached to an Army command as an individual augment responsible for "mentoring" and developing the Afghan emergency medical system has been interesting, frustrating, and challenging, to put it mildly.
Young people wear little at the beach; old people wear lots. Here is my Dad, Grandma Nicolaysen, and Joel Skousen. Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of Joel and my uncle Dave together, but they hit it off and spent the afternoon talking politics.
I don't know if it is because we came from Utah (where it was snowing a month ago) or because I don't believe in being cold unless it actually is really cold. But we had a great time visiting as a family despite the clouds and the breeze. Pictured here are Amy Pettit, Beth Beck, and Suzanne Darracq (my mom and two sisters). Suzanne looks more and more like Amy each year.
Here's Mike Darracq with his daughter Charlotte Rose. We were all thrilled to have him with us because we have not seen him since he left for Afghanistan early last summer. He was home for a two week leave period and will complete his deployment (hopefully) within the next three months. His experience as a Navy doctor, attached to an Army command as an individual augment responsible for "mentoring" and developing the Afghan emergency medical system has been interesting, frustrating, and challenging, to put it mildly.
Young people wear little at the beach; old people wear lots. Here is my Dad, Grandma Nicolaysen, and Joel Skousen. Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of Joel and my uncle Dave together, but they hit it off and spent the afternoon talking politics.
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