Friday, August 26, 2011
Beauty All Around
Monday, August 22, 2011
U.P. State Fair
Blase enjoyed looking at the steam engine running the saw mill. We always enjoy any exhibit along these lines. I remember when we attended an antique tractor show in Illinois we spent most of our time watching the saw mill run.
Little sister was a great baby all day. She only started to fuss towards the end. It did rain a bit, but we were inside one of the buildings at the time. She was probably fussy because the air cooled down after the rain shower. I think her favorite highlight of the day was nursing by the milk barn. I thought it was appropriate.
Next to the saw mill was an exhibit with an old firewood chopper. Next to that was a wood carver carving small hummingbirds. That was one of Stephen's favorite places to visit.
Darren told the boys how his grandpa had one of these John Deere models. Of course they were super excited about that. We decided we needed to take a picture for Grandpa Gebes to see. With this many kids its hard to see the John Deere, but its back there somewhere - I promise!
Cormac and Rex were happy to see an old tractor that looked like Travis from the Thomas the Tank Engine stories. They had to pose near the wheel so you could see how tall it was. On the other side of the aisle were some tractors from the late 1930's. Blase asked if my dad ever got to drive tractors like that when he was a kid. I just wonder how old he thinks Grandpa Bestgen is? (I love you Dad! heehee) I did say that if he did operate any tractors like that they were probably old when drove them.
Old McGebes had a farm - E, I, E, I, O. And on that farm he had a PIG - E, I, E, I, O...with a Cormac Michael here and a Cormac Michael there - E, I, E, I, O.
That last place we stopped was the forester's building. They have a neat hands-on exhibit that features different activities related to the forest or forest products. As you can imagine, forestry is to the U.P. as ranching is to Western South Dakota. There really isn't much else.
Among the things the boys learned about were habitats and wildlife in the forest, fire safety, what is made from wood, hauling logs, and Christmas trees grown in the U.P. area.
The boys were suppose to be chipmunks in this one and hide from a hawk. Playing chipmunks in our family is a dangerous game. We would rather play rabbits - well, maybe not them either.
We ended up being pretty much kicked out of the building when they were closing. We rushed through the last few activities. Rushing or not - SAFETY FIRST so they had to put on their gear before "cutting" the log. At each place they were suppose to take a token (maybe a wood chip or a small hammer) and then turn them in for wooden coins to spend at the "store". Each boy was given 3 coins. The 3 youngest picked fruit snacks and a small trinket. Blase and Stephen each picked a little game and a trinket.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Waitin' Out a Storm
Just Another Day
Thursday, August 18, 2011
No Address in the Stars
Dear Mark,
Where to start? I miss you. I love you. There isn’t a day go by that I don’t think of you or pray for you. Three years ago I learned a valuable lesson about life. I learned to keep those I love closer to my heart. I learned to verbally share that love before it’s too late. I learned that it is possible for the world to come crashing down and yet there is beauty and joy to be found. I learned that sometimes the best healing can come from helping others with their grief.
Three years. Three long years, yet short years all at the same time. You have missed so much.
You have missed the birth of a blue-eyed girl with the sweetest smile ever.
You missed the baptism of your first Godchild. He’s such an active 2 year old. I know you would be so proud to share your middle name with him.
You missed seeing a young boy learn to draw anything from pirate ships to castles. I am certain he would have drawn you a whole collection of pictures.
You are missed by the most tender-heart boy ever. He prays for you every day. His morning offering intention always goes something like this: for Loman, Mark, Kaylene, Shelby, Mark, mom and dad, Mark and the Mark Park. So if anyone forgets, he has them covered.
You have missed the many, many collections of a curious boy. I am waiting to pass on your collection of pennies from Grandma and Papa Bestgen. I am 100% sure it will become his favorite collection yet.
You are missing a young boy learning to serve Mass. He served for the first time at our sister’s wedding, just like you served your first Mass at my wedding.
You missed getting to know the most wonderful man in the whole world. I wish you and my dear husband would have had more time to foster a relationship. You shared many of the same hobbies. I know you could have learned so much from him.
But that isn’t all you have missed. There are many of us in this family.
You should see that oldest brother of yours. He has such love and devotion for his family. He works so hard. You would truly look up to him in every possible way.
His wife is wonderful too. She is a supportive wife, loving mother and extremely fun sister-in-law. I think there is nothing she wouldn’t do for our parents. They are blessed with these in-laws!
You wouldn’t believe how smart their oldest daughter is. She is also a great big sister.
That next one – wow are you missing some of the biggest, most beautiful brown eyes ever. She’d be sure to show you her socks, her pants, her daddy, and everything else.
Have you heard about that new Bestgen boy? He’s a keeper! I’m sure it won’t be long and he will be going to work with his daddy every single day.
You have missed your next oldest brother’s struggles. They seemed to come one right after another. He proved that us Bestgens don’t give up when hard times come. I’m still sure he’d kick your butt in card games though! We all miss you at game time. Tripoly anyone?
What do you think of that next brother and his moto-cross? What a great day when he took first on your bike. Did you know it’s still your bike? Everyone takes their turn now and again.
Then there is his wife. Never have I seen anyone love our family as much as she does. I know she would have become one of your favorite sisters. Our brother is one lucky man!
Their first daughter is learning sign language and so much more. I heard the other day that she can write her name. Can you believe how big she is already?? Such a precious treasure!
The next little daughter is something else! I think her only goal in life is to make her big sister frustrated. Isn’t that what little siblings are for? I sure remember you frustrating me a time or two (times 50). She looks so much like her mommy it’s crazy. Beautiful in every way!
Our next brother has been through so much too. He has carried the weight of losing you and his friend very well. I am so proud of him. He has his wild streak, but who doesn’t. Besides, he probably does most of what he does just to irritate our sister, but he loves her dearly and all of us almost as much.
Speaking of that sister – she is married now. You missed a beautiful, holy Mass. She is such a blessing to her family and friends. I wish you’d send her another message. She knows what I’m talking about.
How wonderful for our family to have a friend become our brother-in-law. You need never worry about him not living his vocation. He is a great husband and a loving father.
Oh, have you seen that beautiful baby girl? She was the last of the trio to be born and the only one to pick Dad’s birthday. She’s special in so many ways. I think I’m a bit partial since she is my Goddaughter.
You have missed that next brother fill your shoes. When he was needed he was there for everyone. He served for you the day after your funeral. That was just the first of many ways. I’m sure you two would find so many things to keep you out of trouble (or in trouble). He’s grown into a man you would be proud to call your brother, your friend.
Hey do you recall that tomboy little sister of yours?? She’s all grown up into a beautiful young woman. It will just be a matter of time before we will have to start beating all the guys away. She misses you. We all miss you, but she really misses you. There are times when I wish I could just reach out and hug her. I know she will be ok since you are praying for her.
Remember that scrawny kid? He stood about this short, give or take an inch. Well, he is growing like a weed. He went to camp this year. I hear he enjoyed it. I’m so glad and I’m sure you are too since you loved going to camp. Give him another year or two and he will be just as great as the rest of our brothers.
Wow, three years can really change a girl. That sister of yours is something else on the volleyball court. You wouldn’t know she is only 11. There are times I think she is 16 or older. She is so pretty. She is such a wonderful aunt too.
That littlest brother of ours is a clown. You’d probably spend most of your day laughing with or at him. He can brighten anyone’s day. He is my boys’ bestest friend. I promise I’ll tell him every story I can remember about you. That way he will feel like he has grown up knowing you. What a blessing God gave me when He placed me first. I have all these memories of all my siblings.
You would be so proud of Mom. I am. Even when it hurts she is there for others. She has this wonderful ability to listen and comfort. When she is grieving you would never know because she is helping others. She has kept this family together with her love and patience. I can’t even begin to understand the pain she must have gone through. She is always quick to point out the line from the Renewal of the Consecration to the Sacred Heart, “We have full and complete confidence in Thee.” She has full and complete confidence and she passes it on with her words and deeds.
I cry tears for Dad. Oh what you have missed. I cry tears of pain for what he has gone through. He carries his cross with such dedication. I cry tears of joy for who he has become. He is the dad I remember from my childhood. I’m not saying he was perfect then or is now, but rarely has there been a better father than our dad. Send him your prayers.
You have missed a lot there is no denying it. We have missed so much of you too. I do not dwell on the what could have beens. I know there is a purpose and a blessing in all God sends our way. Know you have not been forgotten and you are still loved very much. May God bless you (and send some of it our way)!
Love,
Your Big Sister
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Science for Lunch
Stephen's School Year 2011-2012
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Blase's School Year 2011-2012
Blase's School Year 2011-2012
Monday, August 15, 2011
Switching Hats, Switching Names
EARLY MORNING NEWS FLASH
Sunday, August 14, 2011
NEWS FLASH
Saturday, August 13, 2011
All is Quiet
Speaking of Stephen - here is a picture of him with an empty plate. That isn't normally a big deal, but tonight he ate an entire cheeseburger and asked for another. This is the kid that will eat chicken nuggets, but not chicken breast. He will eat tuna fish, but not fish sticks. He will eat just about anything that does not include rice or meat of any kind. Two cheeseburgers. Miracles do happen. If I don't post by next week, assume the world has ended due to a Stephen George eating meat.
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Just another Thursday?? Again.
This Thursday - swimming and localized torrential downpour followed quickly by breaking clothesline and blankets on the ground. I suppose we will have to start again tomorrow. Sigh.
Mommy needs a break. Little girl needs a buddy. Daddy to the rescue.
Little girl - pissed. Little girl wants Mom. Mom sighs. Mom sighs a lot today. So much for "Daddy's Sweetheart"!! Should have worn "Mommy's Princess".
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Odds and Ends
Aren't they beautiful?? We had a great time watching them. Too bad they came out of their cocoons while we were in Duluth. It was a super surprise though.
Rex tried to get one to land on his hand. He didn't have much luck as he wiggled and laughed when they "tickled" his hand.
The butterflies stuck close to home after we released them. I did manage to get one of them to walk onto my hand. That was the first butterfly I have ever had do that.
He or she was polite enough to wait until I took a couple of pictures.
Not the prettiest face if you ask me. They did end up flying away and we haven't seen them since.
Do you see what Cormac found? Stephen thought he might taste good...or maybe not.
Arr ye maties!! See what these land lobers dug? It be their own version of a skull face in that dirt pile. It's even sportin' a spooky lookin' spider web in one of dem eyes. Arrrr....
Monday, August 8, 2011
Duluth
It was very bright out that day. None of the boys could keep their eyes open long enough for a picture. The river was very pretty from on top of the hill (at the rest stop). There was a wonderful map showing the different island names and river names that was very useful. I should have taken a picture of them.
You can just see one of the big bridges in the background. This is the best picture of maybe 10 pictures I took trying to get everyone to look at the camera. Sigh.
This bridge was SOOO cool. It is called the Aerial Lift Bridge. This is from one of the streets. It went up when the ships wanted to pass underneath. The boys got a kick out of it. Later we walked under the bridge while the traffic was driving over us. Too fun!
We stopped by the Lake Superior Maritime Visitor Center. The kids enjoyed seeing the exhibits especially the hands-on ones. We watched a short movie on the how they load the large freighters. Next to the movie was this display case showing how it works.
This display case was showing the different products that are or were shipped on the Great Lakes to and from the Duluth area.
This picture was taken in the crew's kitchen. There were 30some crew members that were working on the ship at one time. There was a separate kitchen for the guest quarters. I liked the way the stove had guards so food wouldn't fall off in bad weather. There was a dining room and also some fairly nice crew quarters. I expected worse conditions. I guess they ate very well too. The tour guide said that food was considered part of the pay, so the more you ate the more you were getting paid.Here is everyone (but me of course) posing near the hatch crane (with the name on it) and one of the eighteen hatches. The William A. Irvin hauled taconite or raw iron ore most of the time. It could carry about 14,000 tons. If you want to know more about the William A. Irvin you can visit this webpage.They are walking toward the guest quarters, captain's rooms and guest kitchen. We climbed up or down 18 flights of stairs. Some of them were QUITE steep and a bit hard to conquer with a baby in my arms. Usually I went first with either Gianna or Brech, then all the boys one at a time, followed by Darren and which ever youngest he had. We made quite a parade. We tried to be the last ones down or up as we took SOO long. The guest kitchen and dining room were located in the white room with the round window you can see next to the lady's shoulder. It was where the second cargo hatch would have gone. The rooms where one hatch away under the pilot house.
This is a picture of the guest dining room and kitchen off to the side. There was lovely wood panelling throughout the room and examples of place settings. The tour guide said that the captain was not allowed in the guest quarters or dining room unless invited by the guests and the other crew members were never allowed in there (except housekeeping of course). She said that one of the tour guides used to work on the William A. Irvin for many years. He had not been in the guest quarters or dining room until becoming a tour guide. I guess they were very serious about that rule!
They had electric fireplaces in the guest quarters. There were two floors of rooms with two rooms on each side. Each room slept two guests and had its own bathroom. The rooms on the first floor were not as nice as the rooms on the second floor. The third floor was for the pilot house. The pictures I took are of the first floor with the not as nice rooms.
The rooms were very spacious and had chairs for sitting down. It also had built in dressers. One of the rooms on the second level had a pink mirror so that if someone was feeling sea sick they could look in the mirror and feel better. The captain's rooms were located next to a guest lounge. There was a button in the lounge that they pushed that alerted a kitchen worker to bring ice up. The view was incredible from the lounge.
The top floor was the pilot house. Stephen is at the controls again. Do you think he is a typical boy who is attracted to anything that moves?? Buttons?? The usual.We are waiting for our chance to go down in the cargo hold. They were setting up for a haunted house tour in October, but you still got the idea of how big it was. And that concludes our tour of Duluth.
On our way out of town we saw some of the ports for unloading and loading materials.
Once we were in Wisconsin and away from the industrial filth, we stopped to put our feet in that side of Lake Superior. The boys had a great time. Its amazing how something so simple as putting your feet in water is one of the best things about a trip. They were sad to leave so soon and wanted to play.
Is this like Duck, Duck, Goose? Only instead it would be Butt, Butt, Butt, Butt, Belly, Butt.
Gianna stayed in the van and had a quick snack. This is what we saw.
Oh what can it be?? Can we take home this rock? NO. Can we take home this rock? NO. Can we take home...NO NO. Don't ask again!
Dad to the rescue! He washed off their feet, hoisted them on his shoulder and away they went. You can't tell it, but Blase is getting a fake spanking. They were told to NOT play in the sand with their hands (less mess right) but you can just see the start of a dam in the bottom corner of the picture...that would be Blase and Rex's. So they were getting fake spankings all the way back to the van. It was a fun time, even the fake spankings caused laughter.