With Bryce's parents
Her hair was adorable.
Grandma Juanita with Aaron
It was a beautiful day. Some of the friends from WA didn't stay for the pictures, but most of her family did.
At the reception.
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Ashlie's Wedding
Well, she did it. She's married. It was a beautiful day. They beamed all day. Welcome to the family, Bryce.
Mark Singing
I took this a while ago. This is of Mark singing. You can hear baby-Jay in the background.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Yes, we are still alive
I don't post much on here, because my Hawley family has a blog, as well as Emilie's family. I also have my own my own blog for my classroom students to keep up with homework. I love blogs, but sometimes I think E-mail is easier. You hit send, and it goes to everyone whether they want it or not.
Em is still going strong in her nursing program. She has this term, and then one year left. She is doing extremely good, but the program is incredibly demanding and difficult. She is working on her associates of nursing which will make her an RN, but she is putting in WAY more effort than I had to for my Masters. The difference is that it took me 9 years to get my masters, whereas even with prerequisites, she is only taking 3, and nursing pays substantially more money than teaching does. Still, we all have to do what we love. I could NEVER go into the medical field. Blood and guts don't bother me at all, but I can't stand to see people hurting.
I am still teaching in Tillamook. I have applied for a part time grant coordinator position, but haven't heard anything back yet. There is also another part time administrative position overseeing the English Language Learners program that I will probably apply for when it opens up this month.
I am not working at the hardware store very much anymore. I have been called into scouting and so need my weekends free for camping trips, and for spending more time with my growing kids, and so I can be home so Emilie can get her school work done. Obviously, having 5 kids takes a lot of time and energy away from her, so I am trying to step up.
Daniel will be baptized this July. Crazy. Hannah is finishing kindergarten. She recently had her hair cut. Her father was NOT pleased. Still, I don't do her hair every morning, so I really have no right to complain. Ben is 4 and in preschool. Jonathan is 2 and getting into EVERYTHING. Levi is 9 months and is a happy little drooling machine.
Well, I gotta go.
Love, Hans and the Hawley Berries
Em is still going strong in her nursing program. She has this term, and then one year left. She is doing extremely good, but the program is incredibly demanding and difficult. She is working on her associates of nursing which will make her an RN, but she is putting in WAY more effort than I had to for my Masters. The difference is that it took me 9 years to get my masters, whereas even with prerequisites, she is only taking 3, and nursing pays substantially more money than teaching does. Still, we all have to do what we love. I could NEVER go into the medical field. Blood and guts don't bother me at all, but I can't stand to see people hurting.
I am still teaching in Tillamook. I have applied for a part time grant coordinator position, but haven't heard anything back yet. There is also another part time administrative position overseeing the English Language Learners program that I will probably apply for when it opens up this month.
I am not working at the hardware store very much anymore. I have been called into scouting and so need my weekends free for camping trips, and for spending more time with my growing kids, and so I can be home so Emilie can get her school work done. Obviously, having 5 kids takes a lot of time and energy away from her, so I am trying to step up.
Daniel will be baptized this July. Crazy. Hannah is finishing kindergarten. She recently had her hair cut. Her father was NOT pleased. Still, I don't do her hair every morning, so I really have no right to complain. Ben is 4 and in preschool. Jonathan is 2 and getting into EVERYTHING. Levi is 9 months and is a happy little drooling machine.
Well, I gotta go.
Love, Hans and the Hawley Berries
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