June was a super busy month for all of us and the weather was warmer than normal which was something Coop and I tried to enjoy every single day we could. Café Rio became a weekly meal, Coop will eat an entire bowl of black beans and the whole quesadilla. When we got back from our camping weekend we went over to our storage unit, since we didn't have time before we left, to get a few things and when Ry opened it the only thing in there was a box of Ry's mission stuff and my golf clubs. I was shocked, I cried and then I was really upset; all of our Halloween decorations and costumes, Cooper's baby clothes, my maternity clothes and post-partum tools (breast pump, nursing stuff, etc.)all of our camping and boating gear, and most importantly all of my journals from the time I was five, yearbooks and pictures were all stolen. Ryan's little brother borrowed our key to go get Ry's golf clubs a couple of months earlier and left it in the lock so it was really easy for someone to lift all of our stuff in there, I am still pretty sad about all of it and I'm trying really hard to get over it, but i'm constantly seeing things that remind me of things that were taken and it just stirs up the sad sick feeling every time. I just have to know that those kind of people will get what's coming to them and I have to get over it and forgive and try to forget.
Other than that hiccup we got lots of golfing and swimming in together and had a wonderful kick off month for summer.
Coop diving into his "buhlack beans" "nummy nummy".
Daddy teaching Coop how to pull the pin (it's his favorite job when we got golf) and it keeps him out of the sand.
One of many family fun nights we had out on the course.
Putting together and loving it.
This was after Coop had a really big lunch, he kept patting his stomach saying "bellay bellay" I was laughing so hard I'm surprised my pictures turned out ok.
Picking leaves off of Mae Mae and Boppa's maple tree and chasing Shoo shoo around their yard.
With his bestfriend Kolton, enjoying his favorite part of the pool, "nack time" he would get out probably every twenty minutes to half our for a little snack.
Loving his uncle Kaid!
Bestfriends since they were in our bellies and we thought they were both girls.
Another snack time, my little cheeseball.
Checking out the "fishies" at his two year check up, which he did the best he has ever done, he talked to Dr. Fulks, told him about the animals on the poster in our room and only cried a little when he got his immunizations.
Coop loves building "towers" with his Daddy, and then he can't wait to "knock it".
1 comment:
Firstly, good job on the updates- SUCH an overwhelming task. Second, I cannot believe almost everything was stolen from your storage unit. I mean, literally I can believe it- key left in lock, easy target- but really I can't believe someone just took everything from you. All those memories from journals, yearbooks and pictures... I'd be crushed. The gear and stuff can be replaced ($$$$$$$; but still replace-able). But there are things you can never get back. Oh man, I really feel for you. Any chance homeowner's insurance covers it? Then you'd at least be able to replace some of the non-sentimental things.
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