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Oh YEAH!


Oh yeah!

And..... we're gone!


This is the official ~LAST~ entry for Westcoasting... because... we... are...........
OUTA' HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Two years for Westcoasting.





















Well, we've reached a milestone moment. It has been two years ago this month that Westcoasting began as our "life online for all the world, our family and our friends to see."

Where has all the time gone?

Here's a sample of it all...

Friends baby shower in LA.
San Diego Fires.
Loss of Smeagol.
Changed for ever...
Left the beach.
Moved to the valley.
Moved again, into our house.
Birth of Jory.
Nothing has been quite the same ever since.
Wow... just... wow.




The end of an era... saying goodbye to my old friend of many years... I wish I could keep my old Jeep, but my responsibility as a daddy comes first... without airbags or any safety features for a child, the Jeep has to go on to a new home. :(


Interior


My new ride...

July-September.

Who has time anymore?

Brief synopsis:

Blink.
Two months flash before my eyes.
Uncle H comes to visit before deploying to the Gulf.
Jory starts "cruising" around the edge of the couch.
Military life causing more stress.
Begin planning the Big B-day party for Jory.
Nana comes to visit.
Jory takes her first steps.
I buy a Celica GT-S
I put my Jeep up for sale. :(
We endure record heat in California.
Blink again.
Looking forward to 2007


Last visit with Uncle H. We gota pray for him every night... His unit went to Iraq. We miss Uncle H.


Our little buddy, William... who's already 1yr old. Where does the time go?


Grillin' ....Mmmm


Ride in Daddys Jeep... sort of.


Beach trip


Adorable.


Pink bow and curls


All worn out from playtime


Pink Pooh outfit


Jory and Nana with Jory's new "laptop"


Radio Flyer Wagon

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Life moves too fast...

June through July 4th.


A brief Synopsis:


Jory got two teeth.

Promotion at work for me.

Birthday for P.

Crawling for Jory.

Recovery from surgery.

Sewage crisis in the house.

Vagabond living from our suitcase.

Stress.

More stress.

Move back into our house.

Take a Vegas Vacation.

Discover that Vegas is not the most baby-friendly place on earth.

Discover that Vegas potentially could be deadly, promptly leave Vegas.

Feel what 122 degree heat is like in Death Valley.

Return home, glad to be alive.

Granddaddy makes a surprise flight into town, en rout to Hawaii.

Spend the 4th of July recovering from the last 20-some-odd days...

Thank God that I'm an American Veteran.

Thank God my wife is an American Service member.

Thank God for our liberty and freedom.



Crawling around with Grandady


Playtime with Grandady


Kodak moment


saying goodbye to grandaddy til his next fly-by thru San Diego.


Jory chillin with Grandaddy.


This was unbelievable. J fell asleep like this on the floor while Mama was at work.


J's first Independence Day. Happy Fourth!


J's new Sesame Street learning table. We now have the ABC alphabet song permanently stuck in our heads!


Daddy's post-Vegas face. Been there, done that. Never Again!!


Big mean tiger shark


In the aquarium


Jory watching the sting rays at Shark Reef at the Mandolin Bay


Our little "bambito" was Vegas'd out!!


Quick family pose before saying goodbye.


The light show at the Bellagio was way cool.


The Strip (not a place for baby strollers we immediately found out).


Cool pic of the handblown glass at The Bellagio.


Jordyn all ready for the pool at The Flamingo.


Inside the Venetian


What is that Daddy doing?


J and Uncle D


Jory's first pickle at Margaritaville. She likes to try whatever mama and daddy are eating... even a sour salty pickle.


They are building a suspension bridge parallel to the dam over the Colorado River. It is incredible.


Look Ma, I'm a big girl at the wheel with Daddy!


The three of us at the Dam.


Jordyn slept through most of the tour.


It was 110 degrees that day and P had jeans on. The white people melted.


The Hoover Dam... A magnificent feat of mankind... definitely not for the faint of heights!