what was once…
June 7, 2014 at 12:19 am 22 comments
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the naughty threesome
always hungry and goofy
my treasured goofballs
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ßill, Peyton and Jordan
a little note: This is quite a wonderful picture – not because Bill and Peyton have a pretzel in their eye and Jordan was trying to hold a pretzel in his eye, failed and looked utterly goofy – no – it is a wonderful photo because #1. Peyton had a grilling fork in his hand and #2. Jordan had the Chicago Tribune movie section in his lap. If there is one thing Bill did that was so very, very special, it was to encourage my boys’ passion – cooking, food and movies. & when the three were together, I could never tell who the grown up was……ever…
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1. findingmyinnercourage | June 7, 2014 at 12:25 am
Absolutely breathtaking photo and story! Thinking of you!
2. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 2:12 am
Thank you:) xxxx
3. polaris299 | June 7, 2014 at 12:35 am
the three
upon the swing –
joy in life
4. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 2:11 am
I love this!! I actually have a lot of picture of the three on a swing and a bench and a row boat!
5. polaris299 | June 7, 2014 at 6:28 am
Smile
I am glad you enjoyed
Cheers
6. MichelleMarie | June 7, 2014 at 12:35 am
What a sweet and precious memory and photo! Bless your sweet heart Kimberly! I’m sending you big hugs. I wish we lived closer we could sit down and gab over a glass of wine, coffee or tea or all 3. Friday nights are hard aren’t they? They always are for me and I don’t know why! :0
7. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 2:10 am
I hate Friday nights. This is the first weekend in three weeks that I have no boys. None – nada- zilch. Gots Pee though but she is moping terribly. She wants her brothers here.
8. John W. Howell | June 7, 2014 at 12:51 am
Used to live in the Chicago area (Palatine) and definitely know about Wisconsin Dells. Nice photo and great memory. Seems the future for the boys was foretold.
9. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 2:07 am
I do remember you telling me that you lived in my neck of the woods. Bill loved taking the boys to Yogi Bear Campgrounds. The 4 of us had so much time and they loved ganging up on me. Sometimes it got to the point where I just had to throw in the towel and throw out the rules:
10. John W. Howell | June 7, 2014 at 12:23 pm
This is when a custard pie comes in handy. (or silly string)
11. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 12:51 pm
😉
12. Dom DiFrancesco | June 7, 2014 at 3:15 am
How sweet and such a great memory. Very nice Kimberly. 🙂
13. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 11:38 am
Thank you. We hold on tight to them;)
14. acuriousgal | June 7, 2014 at 3:36 am
A wonderful trio, Kimberly….perfect memories for your boys
15. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 11:37 am
Thank you. It is. 😉
16. cindy knoke | June 7, 2014 at 5:30 am
Oh so wonderful!
17. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 11:32 am
Thank you 🙂
18. Paul Handover | June 7, 2014 at 12:32 pm
While your feelings of loss are, naturally, expressed in the past tense, your ability to express your love and compassion is a beautiful and powerful constant for you. Be at peace with that – you deserve that.
19. words4jp | June 7, 2014 at 12:50 pm
Thank you Paul. You are always so kind and put a smile on my face and in my heart.
20. Paul Handover | June 7, 2014 at 1:38 pm
Hugs to you.
21. Wordifull Melanie | June 8, 2014 at 2:48 pm
Such lovely memories 🙂
22. words4jp | June 8, 2014 at 4:50 pm
Thank you.