In the news: Do all dogs go to heaven?

In the News:  headline reads, Do all dogs go to heaven?  Pope Francis says yes.  “One day, we will see our animals again in the eternity of Christ. Paradise is open to all of God’s creatures.” Pope Francis

    According to the news story, the Pope told a boy who misses his dog that all creatures are welcome in heaven.  Am I the only one when hearing this on the news became concerned?  I love my two dachshund babies Riley and Missy very much.  They are spoiled rotten little bed hogs.  I will cry and miss them very much when they die, or as some say cross over the rainbow bridge.  When our last dog Snoopy a black dachshund that had been unable to walk for 7 years died in my arms, yes I cried. I still miss him, but I am not planning on seeing him in heaven when I die. This is a beautiful thought but not biblical.   I may not even see some of my friends or family member either.  To me that is even more concerning. 

     The difference between man and animals are that we are created in God’s image.  Animals have a body, while we have a body, soul, and spirit.  Jesus Christ died on the cross for my sins, and rose from the dead for man.  John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, what whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.  Snoopy did not believe this, so I will not see him in heaven.  Romans 5:8 “But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.”  John 14:6 “Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but through Me”  Ephesians 2:8,9  “For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is a gift of God; not as a result of works, that no one should boast. 

      I received this grace through faith- gift back in 1975 at the age of 23.  I am sure if I would have heard the pope say this before 1975, I would have believed this. My childhood dog Mookie would be waiting for me in heaven.  I was baptized as a catholic, attended catholic school, planned on becoming a catholic nun until my mother intervened, attended mass every Sunday and holy days.  I was a good catholic girl, and I even confessed my sins to the priest. I prayed the prayers- Hail Mary…, Our Father.., and Now I lay me down to sleep.. I hoped if I died in my sleep that I would go to heaven and not hell.  I did not have the assurance that I now do. 

      But I was not going to heaven and did not have eternal life, since I was relying on my works, catholic baptism, and catholic religion. I was not going to see Mookie in heaven, since I was a sinner.  “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” Romans 3:23.   I was not even going to heaven. Once I read what the Bible had to say that morning in 75, and that I must individually receive Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord.  I prayed and became His child that morning. “But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name, John 1:12.

      As His child, he has given me my dogs to love and comfort me during my time on earth.  He never did give me any cats, but that is ok with Pat.  He tried to have a cat before we were married, but the cat did not stay around too long.  I have my memories and pictures of my past dogs-Mookie, Buffy, Lolly, Carmel, and Snoopy.  

     When I heard the pope making his comment, I of course thought that I hope he is not telling kids about Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.  I pray that he will preach to his followers the Bible reason for Christmas and Easter.  I also pray that things will change in the catholic church, that the church will no longer tell their followers that their baptism and good works will get them to heaven. 

    The pope should have used this news opportunity to tell the boy about how God loves him and offers a wonderful plan for his life.  Man is sinful and separated from God.  Therefore, he cannot know and experience God’s love and plan for his life.  Jesus Christ is God’s only provision for man’s sin.  Through him you can know and experience God’s love and plan for your life.  We must individually receive Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord; then we can know and experience God’s love and plan for our live.  

     If that boy heard that and believed then he would spend eternity in heaven, but not with his dog.  Along with this boy, those hearing the pope share what the Bible says about salvation may believe also like I did back in ’75.  To those friends and family who just might read this blog.  If you do not have assurance in where you will be spending eternity in heaven or hell, or have never accepted God’s wonderful plan for your life.  Read those Bible verses again and pray and accept His Grace through Faith!

    I need to stop now and go give Riley and Missy some love and scratches around the neck and rubs to the belly.  They need extra love tonight since I gave them a bath this morning, and they only complained a little bit. 

                         I am holding Missy and Snoopy is in the stroller.

                                     Missy and Riley with green collar

Memories of My Brother David

December 2014

    I have wanted to write about the members of my family.  Why am I doing this?  Many reasons, #1 so when I am in my nursing home bed maybe a family member can read these writings to me until I fall asleep to dream of the days gone by and the memories that I can no longer remember.  #2 As the years go by my memories are getting mixed up.  Just recently I was telling a friend that my first date with Pat was to a Three Dog Night concert at the Civic.  Later when sharing with Pat, he informed me that it was the Guess Who concert at the Music Hall not the Civic.  Two memories wrong!  #3 Trying to exercise my brain by writing, not like a friend of mine is doing.  She is taking a history class and an algebra class and had to get her homework done that day.  Ok I would enjoy the history.  I did love learning and teaching history.  I enjoy 0205listening to historical novels or watching historical movies.  I would hate taking an advanced algebra class.  Took it in college and taught algebra (pre not advanced).  I can find better mind building activities than working on algebra pre or advanced, such as Scrabble on my I pad with Pat or the grandkids.  #4  Writing for the grandkids, so they will know about their mom’s side of the family.  #5 Can’t remember? 

David Richard Bedrosky March 12,1955-December 5,2012

Dear Grandkids,

     This is my memories of your Great Uncle David, my brother.  When he was sick and in the hospital, we were praying for David.  Katelyn reminded me that David was the “funny one.”  He sure was.  He had a great and at times strange sense of humor.  I remember the times in Missouri when eating out that David would give the waitress such a hard funny time.  This got his daughter Theresa embarrassed and we were all laughing.  He will be remembered as the funny one along with other memories.

     David Richard Bedrosky was born in Omaha on March 12, 1955 to Richard Charles Bedrosky (3-18-29 to 9-11-97) and Deloris Helen Bussell Bedrosky (1-14-30 to 2-12-14).  He was their third child.  David had two older sisters, Rene (7-1-52) and Nannette (3-9-54) and Gary (2-6-56) a younger brother.  He lived in the neighborhood of 48^th and A in a house that his father built.  The kids bedrooms were never painted due to the fact that the Bedrosky kids were allowed to draw and decorate the walls.  We moved to 1403 Elm when David was in Kindergarten.  This was in the area of the zoo and stadium.  He attended St. Patrick’s grade school.  He was held back to repeat a lower grade, so the rest of his school years he had his brother Gary in his class.  He attended South High. 

     David had a great childhood growing up on Elm St.  It was a dead end street with only a few neighbors, and a huge hollow behind our house until they began to fill in the hollow with old buildings, bridges, and people used it as a dump that we would explore and find things.  We all built forts, ice skated, played games, climbed trees, and other kid things.  David and Gary had guns and would go off and shoot rats and probably other animals and birds.  I remember getting shot in the butt with a BB as I was walking up our street.  Not sure who did the shooting.  On Sundays our parents would send up off to mass at St. Patricks.  Our parents only went to church for weddings and funerals.  We were required to attend mass.  David and Gary never made it to mass.  They were off hunting, fishing, and exploring, or hanging out with friends.  It was the one time that all the kids were out of the house on a non school day. 

      As David got older he did more fishing, took up riding motorized dirt bikes down by the river.  School was not easy for David, he would rather work with his hands building something.  He learned a lot of the building trade from his father who did it for a living.  David and Gary build tree houses and forts.  I remember a fire starting in one of those forts and a huge grass fire was started by one of them playing with matches or fireworks.  David had a thing about fires.  His job was to take the trash out.  He loved that job, since trash could be burned in a huge barrel.  He loved getting a big roaring fire going and then throw in an aerosol can to blow up.  He built go carts and skateboards back in the day.  We did not have a lot of money, so things were not bought but built.  Our walls were covered with mom’s art work, and the house was rebuilt and remodeled.  When we first moved it the first thing our dad did was built us a bathroom.  It had an outhouse.  We all slept in the same bedroom until he got around and remodeled other rooms.  I remember I slept on a lawn chair because I refused to share a bed with my siblings. Maybe that is why I have back problems?  

      We were not poor since we had food and clothing. Not too many grade school clothes were needed since we wore uniforms.  We always had money to go to the candy store to buy candy.  We had two candy/toy stores within walking distance and even could walk to a bakery.  We walked or took buses back then. I think some of our spending money came from our grandma Em or Great Aunt Marie (Auntie).  They both lived within walking distance.  We ate really well on Saturdays since that was baking and cooking day for our Grandma Em.  When it was David’s turn to walk and pickup the food from Grandma Em, I am sure he ate what he wanted from the bags or stopped off at friend’s houses to share a cookie or two.  

      I think David probably built his bike from bike parts.  Our dad was a hoarder (mom too) so we had lots of building supplies around to use, or a trip was made to the dump behind us to find what was needed for a project. David later on would go to work with his dad and help him at job sites being that extra pair of hands.  

      Another thing that David got from our father was the love of birds.  Our dad had a huge pigeon pen in the back yard and raised show pigeons.  David had a love for parakeets.  He had a few that would fly around the house, at times they would escape to enjoy the outdoors.  David would then try and call them done out of the trees.  Once Nan killed one of his birds by accident, she closed the door on one so it would not fly out.  We also grew up with pet rabbits, dogs, even a squirrel that lived on the back porch.  We also had those little house creatures like gerbils and hamsters that would get out of their cages to never be found again until the smell became overwhelming.  David even trained one of those critters to do some kind of a trick.  He had a dog Rolly that was Nan’s but soon became David’s.  Rolly followed David around the neighborhood.  David liked the big dogs and for years he had Junior one of his favorites. 

     David married the love of his life on 3-18-78.  He had been friends with Dee De (Catherine) and hung out with her brothers.  It was no surprise that he was marrying DeeDe.  They lived for a while upstairs in the house on Elm St.  Then they bought a house on 14^th and Pasadena a block from the stadium.   They soon had a daughter Theresa that he loved dearly.  She was daddy’s little blond sweetheart.  David was an over the road truck driver for most of his working life.  It was hard for David to leave his family, but someone has to move our products and things we buy.  He seemed to enjoy driving and seeing the United States.  After he was no longer able to drive due to painful arthritis and the drugs for pain, he would talk about the different interstates and places that he made trips and deliveries to.  He and Nan would visit our mom every Sunday when they could.  David had a love for sea food like crab legs and shrimp.  He would bring crab legs or shrimp along with sweets for mom to snack on.  She loved his visits.  She had such a bond with David.  On the morning of his death, she was out of control and would not stop crying per the nursing staff.  The nursing staff could not get her settled down and she would not say what was wrong.  At that time she had not been told that David had died.  She knew he was sick with cancer.  We came up to tell her and she handled it better than we did.  I think she knew he had died that morning and needed to be strong for her children.  I was very concerned that she would not understand and/or deal with his death.  She chose not to go to his funeral due to the difficulties of going out. 

       Mother could get David to do anything for her along with lending her money.  Once after I had just giving her money, she asked David with tears in her eyes for money.  He handed her some cash and she turned around and smiled at me.  She had David wrapped around her little finger as the old saying goes.  She never paid him back, since she never ever paid me back.  David did not mind helping her out.  I learned to take paintings in trade for the money that I loaned her.  I have a huge collection of her art work but over paid for most of them.  

     When he was ill, we would stop by after visiting mom to share with him on how she was doing, since he could no longer visit her.  We would sit and talk about a variety of subjects plus along with the memories that we had and shared.  I learned that dad started the dump on fire because he was so sick of it.  It burned for years under ground.  On that land off of 13^th by the zoo there is now a motel and McDonalds along with other businesses all built on top of a landfill/dump, our childhood playground.  

     David enjoyed spending time at Auntie and Great Uncle Charlie’s cabin along the Platte River by Hanson Lake.  He and Gary and friends would party at the cabin along with fishing.  David and DeeDe took good care of Auntie as she aged.  They did her grocery shopping and other things that she needed done.  David also took good care of DeeDe’s siblings when they need a place to stay.  David gained a son-in-law when Theresa married Sean Soucy.  David talked about being Sean’s roady for his band that he was in.  Some dads would be sad that they were losing their only daughter, but not David since he was gaining a son that he always wanted.   David was so happy on her wedding day and enjoyed the celebration.  Yes, he liked to party and be around family and friends.  A wedding of your only child is a special event.

      I am running out of memories of David.  Since I was the oldest and spent my time working, hanging out with Pat, and then moving away in 74.  I am not going to pretend that we were really close and I knew a lot about his life.  I am going to have to have his family write their memories of David for later generations or current ones.  

      Grandkids, I will have this in your binder to read when older. Others who may be reading this, it may encourage you to write down your memories of your loved ones before you forget those memories.  Trust me, you will later get memories mixed around or just forget.  Plus you may need something to read while lying in your nursing home bed.  I type and print out my writings in a big font, so if I am able to read in my later years because the font will be big enough.  Just something to think about…

     Still can’t believe that David has been gone for two years.  I still continue to pray for family members especially his wife and daughter as they go on without him.  Sure they have their memories along with pictures of the brother that I loved and are greatly missed.  But it is not the same.  One has to trust that the Lord Jesus Christ is in control; He gives life 3-9-55 and takes it away 12-5-12.  Through my tears, I need to thank the Lord for giving me David Richard Bedrosky as my brother, along with my other family members.  Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.  1 Corinthians 13:7.

Weston's 4th Happy Birthday Letter

Nov. 28, 2014

Dear Weston,

     Happy 4th Birthday big boy!  I cannot believe how fast you are growing up.  You will always be my baby even when you are older.  You love riding your new bike.  This summer you learned to ride your bike without training wheels.  In August you learned to do tricks on your bike, like ride with only one hand, and riding with your feet up by the handle bars.  You love doing all the typical boy things like jumping in puddles, making mud pies, climbing up high on things and then jumping off, or being stopped before you could jump.  When we were in Niagara Falls in Sept. 2013 you climbed up on a huge rock behind your mom and Angie while they were not watching.  Mom did get you down before you slipped or fell.   That happened on our Trip of a Lifetime #2.  Trip of a Lifetime #3 was this past summer to Co., while #1 was to Washington DC to visit Angie fall of 2012.  I call them trips of a lifetime after our first RV trip, and mom said she would never again go when we got home.  She since has changed her mind.  #4 was to Florida during this fall.  She was just talking about our future summer trip to Indiana Sand Dunes.  So maybe a #5 will be this summer.  I do love going on trips with you.  Hopefully you will remember these trips now that you are getting older.  If not you can look back on my writings and read about what you did on these trips.

      You love camping and we have taken many short camping trips.  You also love fishing and won a fishing pole by catching the ugliest fish.  You are learning to shoot a gun and bow.  You talk about going hunting with your dad since you stopped pooping in your pants many months ago.  You play really well with Easton, and have always been best buddies.  Jocelyn also has always been the special big sister.  She still watches over you like a mother hen.  When you were a baby and we were babysitting you, she could always get you settled down when you would not stop crying.  Katelyn loves you also.  Just this past weekend we came to Grand Island for the McQuinn family Thanksgiving, and you woke up from your nap.  You went over to Jocelyn for your wake up hug.  She loved and hugged for awhile; while I thought get this over, so it will be my turn for your hug.  I later got my hug, but it did take some begging on my part.  

        We left for the Trip of a Lifetime #4 on Oct.26 –Nov. 9.  We met Angie in Tampa.  She and mom went on their first cruise.  Your dad does not like cruises, so she went on her 10 year wedding anniversary cruise with your Aunt Angie.  She is hoping to go on a cruise to Alaska with your dad on her 20^th.  Mom was gone for five days and that was hard on you.  You are really a mama’s boy.  It is easier now that you are older.  You had a couple of melt downs because you were tired and missing mom.  Jocelyn got you quieted down.  At times you just said you wanted to go home.  I then asked if you were missing dad, since he was the one home.  You said, “No mom.”  I then tried to explain that mom was not home but on a cruise with Angie.  You were so excited when she got back. 

     When you were younger and mom would have us babysit you, many tears were shed.  We have pictures of you looking out the upstairs window while watching mom and dad drive off.  Mom also had troubles leaving you in a nursery with other kids.  You are a big boy now and still miss mom, but enjoy playing with your friends.  Jocelyn was always around to hold and comfort you.  Sometimes I slip and call you my baby, and you correct me by replying that you are not a baby but a big boy.  Little do you know that you will always be my baby, as you age.  

     For your 4^th birthday, grandpa went out and bought you a scooter.  This way you would have your own when we went on the trip.  You were a pro on your new scooter.  You had no fear and went zooming around our campsite.  You even tried some of your fancy tricks like riding with one leg in the air.  Yes, I worried about you when you went speeding down the hills.  Most of the car traffic in the camp ground was by golf carts, so they watched out for little ones.  You kids and maybe a couple of others were the only kids staying at Lazy Days in Seffner, Florida.  Your favorite thing to do at the camp ground was swim in the pool.  You are such a fish.  You still wear the swimmy thing that fits around your arms and chest.  This allows you to float and swim in deep 5 ½ feet water that the pool had.  We went to the pool every day except one day that I thought was too cool.  You swam and played in the water from after lunch to dinner time.  I would think that if you did not have naps those days then you would go to bed early.  I was wrong.  You and Easton slept on the table that you boys folded down into a bed at night.  You boys would talk and play until it was late and Grandpa would tell you both to go to bed.  I was in the back bedroom watching tv or reading.  Grandpa was up front watching tv, and the girls played on their iPads.  You also would play on your iPad doing games or watching cartoons.  

     You are into the Power Rangers and Ninja Turtles.  No girl shows for you.  On this trip we had to take turns watching girl and then boy DVDs as we traveled down the road.  Mom has some ABC sound games that you enjoy watching on your iPad.  You know all your sounds.  So if mom says what sound the L makes you will sing a little song, “the L makes the ____ sound.  You know some simple math also, not sure how far you can count.  I did not do much school with you during the five days that I had you.  We did work on your sounds.  You can spell and write your name.  

     You are a tough little boy.  On this trip Angie took you and Jocelyn out, and on accident you got hit in the head by a bag of dog food and Jocelyn slammed the car door on you.  Angie asked if you were fine, and you said you were ok.  Later you told Angie you were bleeding, Angie looked but the blood was only tears without the crying sounds.  Last week, mom noticed that your fingers had blistered.  You told her that you had touched the fireplace a couple of days ago, but did not want to get into trouble or take medicine so you did not tell her about the burns.  They added a fire screen so it will not happen again.

   You come up with some funny sayings that I can’t remember now.  I guess I should have written them down.  The one I do remember is that you asked me at the pool if you needed an attitude adjustment.  I asked if you had done something wrong that you needed one, but you said no.  I did have to ask your sisters if they needed an attitude adjustment a few times.  I only had to give you one which was a timeout on this trip.  At times you don’t want to take the time to go potty, so I will ask and you would say you did.  I then would ask to see if your tongue was purple.  Purple colored tongue means lying.  Once when I told you it was purple you blamed it on the candy you had just eaten.  This weekend mom asked if you had gone potty because we were going out.  You answered by saying, “See my tongue.”  You then stuck out your tongue to show mom it was not purple.  

     Last Fri. evening we went to the Grand Island downtown tree lighting activities.  Places had activities for children to do. In one huge crowded antique flea market place of three levels we lost you.  We had all walked downstairs to go to the cookie decorating area, while mom noticed that you were missing.  We called around but could not find you.  The kids said that you came down with them.  Mom thought Jocelyn had you.  Mom found you on the middle floor crying.  I then made you my seeing eye helper.  I told you that I did not want to get lost, since it had gotten really dark out.  I really did need help.  Usually Katelyn helps and holds my hand and guides me, but Friday night it was your turn.  You did a great job.  You told me stairs and then counted the stairs as we went down.  You told me curb, pole, and other things that I may have not seen in the dark.  

     Now that your family lives in Grand Island we don’t see you as much as we did.  When you lived in Pleasant Dale you came in every Sunday for church and dinner.  It was nice spending time with you during this trip to Florida.  The highlight of this trip was not spending time with grandpa and grandma but to be able to ride the Buzz Lightyear ride at Disney World.  It was your first time visiting Disney World and Epcot.  You met your Aunt Danee and cousin at the park and then stayed at a hotel with them. You also saw Epcot.  When Angie flew in the next day, we all went to the beach.  You loved finding sea shells and playing in the sand and digging holes.  The beach was on the Gulf side of Florida.  It was called Fort DE Soto Park. We had warned you not to drink the water, by telling the story of mommy at age three drinking the ocean water and then throwing up. 

 

    You are my little helper, and at times you will not run off like the other kids do and will take my hand, and say, “ Grandma you can’t see because you had a stroke.”  One day after swimming I was helping you dress and gave you Katelyn’s shorts instead of yours.  You went outside to ride your scooter and the kids were yelling that you had your shorts down.  Sure enough you were trying to ride your scooter with the shorts around your ankles.  I pulled them up and it took me a while to figure out why they had fit earlier and not now.  You are very understanding when I call you Easton instead of Weston, or when pouring drinks I miss your cup and the drink lands in your lap.  Once this trip  I mixed your yogurt in with the second helping of mac and cheese with hot dogs.  You do bring those mistakes to my attention.  When you were really young, you were on the back porch and I was refilling juice and missed your cup, you sat covered in apple juice with the strangest look on your face.  You were probably thinking, why is Grandma wasting that apple juice?  Or mommy does not do this at home!

      You love animals.  You and your family have a dog Maggie a Silky and a male cat called Tiger.   You also have a fish named Blue.   You love my dogs Missy and Riley.  You love Riley more than Missy since he is a boy dog you said.  When we all go for walks you want to take Riley, and you have gotten really good at walking him.  You were even in charge of throwing the poop bags into the pet trash at the RV resort that we stayed at.  Riley will snuggle up with you to get his belly rubs.  You give out really good dog belly rubs according to Riley.  Missy just wants to lick the food off your hands and sometimes face, if she can get to it.  Missy used to jump up and steal food from your hands when you were smaller.  You would cry as she went off to eat your snack.  Riley was a good boy and just sat at your feet during meals waiting for food to drop.  Maggie knows that you sometimes will forget to close the door or the fence and then she can escape and go for her own walk around the neighborhood.  She has gotten out a couple of times at our house and we had to go hunting for her.  She is a very fast runner.

     I always write about the birth of my grand children, in their birthday letter, so now it is your turn.   Your family moved into our basement before you were born.  Mom wanted to be near her hospital in Omaha.  You were sitting ready to come out. Your due date was Nov.21, and mom was worried about the winter weather.   It was great to have everyone here, but 17 days!  Mom and dad had made a trip to the hospital but were sent home.  Mom was ready for you to come out and when they went in on that Sunday she was not coming home without a baby.  I got the call, so Bernie came to watch the kids.  I got to the hospital at 10:30 AM.  Mom was doing well and did not want to take any drugs.  Around 11:30 AM Dr. Matthews was checking mom and her water broke.  You were born at 11:56 AM on Sunday, Nov. 28, 2010.  You weighted 11lb and was 20 ½ inches long.  Mom had to push a few times to get your shoulders out.  The nurses had not seen such a big baby in a while.  You did not look like your family.  Your hair was black or very dark brown.  You liked like an Eskimo baby.  You are now blond and look like your siblings. 

  On Monday, we took the kids up to see you.  Jocelyn cried and cried when we had to leave.  She had bonded with you and did not want to leave you.  Tues. afternoon you got out of the hospital and everything was packed into the car and truck.  It had been 17 days.  I even sent a few meals home with your parents.  You were such a cute baby.  Mom said you had a personality like Jocelyn did.  You cry when you want to eat or when you are wet, you are a very content baby.  When you were a baby and cried when we were babysitting, grandpa would rock you and settle you down.  You did not like to sit with me.  You will always be grandpa’s little buddy.  When we were at a fireworks show, you had a hat on that had some writing on it.  Grandpa asked what your hat said? You answered, “Grandpa’s little fishing buddy.”  It did not say that, but it sure got us laughing. 

      I took you and Easton to the pond at Walnut Grove.  The poles were in the RV, but you boys made your own from pieces of wood and pretended to catch a variety of things mostly sea weed.  Once you slipped and your shoes got wet.  We were at the park and it got cool, I had forgotten that your shoes and socks were soaked, and you did not say anything until we got home later.  If you said anything I may have taken you back home and you and Easton were having so much fun exploring and finding things like a dead fish that you had pretended to catch.  I love watching you both play together.  This last weekend with the McQuinn’s Thanksgiving get together, I loved watching you play with your little cousins Graham and Ryker.  You are getting pretty good at sharing your toys with them.  They live nearby a few miles away.  Next month you boys are going to have a sleepover at their house in Wood River, while mom and dad go to a Christmas work party.  

     You thought that this last Saturday Thanksgiving get together was your birthday party.  You boys had helped mom make a cake for the dinner and you thought it was a birthday cake.  Last Thanksgiving get together we did celebrate your birthday with a Turkey cake.  Now that you are older you want to have a friend party, so mom had a family come over for a lunch birthday party before Thanksgiving this week.  Mom made you a Ninja turtle cake and piñata.  Your cake had trick candles that you could not blow out.

      Your dad shot a deer and kept the head to mount for his office.  You enjoyed watching him work on the head.  When we were over it had been skinned down to the bone, and about finished with the process.  It is just part of that home school lessons that dad is working on with you along with gun and bow shooting, fishing and other activities.  

    Happy 4^th Birthday!  Love you my Snuggle Bug.  I call you my Snuggle Bug.  What is the password?  I had to give you the answer three times this weekend or you would not let me pass.  It is T O N.  Jocelyn told it to me and it seemed to work, so I could pass.  Not sure if you knew what T O N spelled.  You must have watched some cartoon that asked for a password to get by.  I wish I would have taken a picture of you in your Spiderman costume this weekend but I did not.  You wore it around for an hour or so.  I would have posted that picture. 

Love you,

Grandma