tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post3265533201906981778..comments2007-12-20T03:57:16.050+03:00Timothy Andresnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-28216980821295749982007-12-20T03:57:00.000+03:002007-12-20T03:57:00.000+03:00God bless you, son.. We all love and wish you were closer... Looks like Tim and Maya and the kids will be coming down for Christmas and a bit more. Merry Christmas, Tim. Please stay close to Jesus and He'll stay close to you.. and we all need that, right? Ha. You really gotta go see the elfyourself link. It is super cute.. Nite nite.. :)ziodavide1206http://www.blogger.com/profile/03907464881788766374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-90241884211276117312007-12-19T22:54:00.000+03:002007-12-19T22:54:00.000+03:00I'vebeen busy with moving and all thats been going on here..<BR/><BR/>I really haven't had much time to get online and when i do it neverworks wells enuf to add something to my blog.. :(<BR/><BR/>Soon though.. Y'all take care and Merry christmasTimothynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-8506439017639768612007-12-18T08:48:00.000+03:002007-12-18T08:48:00.000+03:00Hi again, Son. I guess you've been busy but I wanted to send a little update on several things.. as well as my blogspot address.. which, if you'll notice, was started on Sept ??? before you even wrote your last post .. Ha. <BR/>http://amissionaryfamily.blogspot.com/ Check it out, K? <BR/><BR/>Hey, while I'm thinking about it, I just made a total elf of myself. Check it out by clicking the link below, (or copy and paste it into your address bar.. it's cute). <BR/>http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1475543946 <BR/><BR/>Anyway, son.. I love you lots and wish you were here but you are, in our thoughts and prayers.. Stay safe and much much love from us all. <BR/><BR/>Love always.. Your dad.. :)ziodavide1206http://www.blogger.com/profile/03907464881788766374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-50456808461132176462007-12-18T06:03:00.000+03:002007-12-18T06:03:00.000+03:00Hmmmmm.......you are not writing much and I sure miss it! Where are you????Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00048414361967898038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-77617370477822296072007-12-11T22:21:00.000+03:002007-12-11T22:21:00.000+03:00Why is it they make you get a license to own a pet and a license to drive a car and a license to vote, but don't make you do anything before you get to raise a kid? You should have to take a course or at least home study and pass some minimal standards test. Boy, if they did, I would have been doomed. But my kids, they would have a lot less of those same kind of memories....or, thank God, things that happened that they were too young to remember. Like the time, right after Elliott was born, when I went to the bank (about a mile from the house) and forgot he was asleep upstairs. I acrually forgot I had a baby!!!! I was only gone a little while, and, when I was driving home I stopped to talk to my neighbor (Marcie) who was walking down our street. She said "where's Elliott?" And I went Oh No!!Valoriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032021160923998778noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-59731593059513008272007-12-11T10:32:00.000+03:002007-12-11T10:32:00.000+03:00Ha ha ha.. or trying to pour out your soul to the Lord. He likes it when we break down and pour it all out to Him. Love you, son. Have a wonderful new day!ziodavide1206http://www.blogger.com/profile/03907464881788766374noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-10419531243726003182007-12-10T23:16:00.000+03:002007-12-10T23:16:00.000+03:00Yeah it wasn't meant to be anything bad.. I was writing at 6am after not sleeping at all cause I was sick.. Oh well...<BR/><BR/>I know you did a lot of things behind the scenes stuff that i don't think I'll ever know.. I know you did get in trouble for taking us skating in Japan.. so even though you did knock me over I still enjoyed our time over there..<BR/><BR/>Like Maya said though.. Some of those things about growing up, you don't end up thinking about them all as bad. Just part of your life and perhaps a nescisary step in one's developement..<BR/><BR/>Well, dad.. You shouldn't be crying about stuff.. Guys shouldn't do that. Crying is for women or when you're trying to get one to listen to you..Timnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-8833143684082286892007-12-07T19:28:00.000+03:002007-12-07T19:28:00.000+03:00Sounds to me Tim, you are turning the seeming bad situations you went through and you are seeing the good. :) I remember a lot of those things, and if I understood you correctly you said that you may've done the same if you were in dad's shoes? You were a challenging character when you were a kid. But you wouldnt be you if you hadn't had those experiences. I do remember tho, one thing about you.... when you got your heart set on something Tim, you went out and did it. Like when you got that guitar in Perugia and you were trying to sing 'climb that mountain'. You kept getting all the words mixed up and us older kids were laughing, but that didn't keep you from singing. BTW I don't hate that song entirely. But I prefer other songs over that one. :)<BR/><BR/>Love you and don't do anything stupid.... Tell me when you get my box..Keep up with the posting too.Tim &amp; Mayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01725792459209409127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-74027445940433245662007-12-07T12:45:00.000+03:002007-12-07T12:45:00.000+03:00Knowing your love for Country Music- listen to that Dolly Pardon song I sent. OK?Clairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00048414361967898038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767242173128182856.post-28525456076418670652007-12-07T11:01:00.000+03:002007-12-07T11:01:00.000+03:00Ha ha ha.. Happy Birthday 2 u too, Son.. Now last night when we were chatting you didn't mention all these things so I am glad you were able to get them out today. I'm sorry for all the stuff that brings back bad memories.. and I cring at alot of the things you maybe don't even know about or remember.. I know I was not 'the best' father but, at least I am still here. My dad ran away when I was 5 and I didn't have the best of role models to follow.. and now, although you are over in a tough situation, you get to see how you will react to hard situations. We all have to try to improve on what we've see and learned and try not to re-do the mistakes we've seen others make. We had a lot of hard things happen, but, if you try, I know there were some good times too.. Try to think on the good things and maybe they'll make you smile. I do love you son and am super proud of you.. that you've become the man that you are, in spite of me and my short comings.. Please stay safe and come home soon. Love you always.<BR/><BR/>Dad. :)ziodavide1206http://www.blogger.com/profile/03907464881788766374noreply@blogger.com