Nephews

One of the fun parts about packing is going through the old pictures and cards. Check out some of these nuggets. 

Sweet little Hayden. I think this picture was taken when I was visiting Brad, Jen, and the boys in Cleveland when Brad was doing his fellowship.

Ryan at my college graduation. What a sweet little picture!

There must be other words to describe these pictures and nephews besides "sweet" and "little" but nothing else fits so perfectly!

Oh wait. Then, there's William. Wild Bill as I like to secretly refer to him, but certainly not in front of his mother who doesn't want that nickname to stick. Sweet. Yes. Little. Yes. But, also wild and crazy from the start. He just wanted to get outside and  show off those chunky little thighs to the women before the snow melted. 

And, then there's the note from Mike. Mike used to be impressed by how fast I snow ski, that is until he reached 11 years of age and started to skunk me down the hill. He called me a 'fast girl' one time on the ski slope. Warren, Jackie, and I found it hilarious and so he kept saying it until it stuck and now I'm just a fast girl.