Can I graduate? Yes.

Those of you paying any attention have figured out that this blog was temporarily shut down, and honestly, there probably won't be a lot of action this summer due to the current situation. Becky has the camera, and I have the blog... Becky's in Montana, and I'm in Utah. So... there you have it. Most of you have already seen these pictures, but for those that have not, here are just a few from graduation, brought to you by Jag Photography:

Mother and father with youngest (and favorite) child.

All three in one place... an uncommon occurrence anymore. Hopefully again soon though.

The Florida Sellers... to think, we drove 3,000 miles, slept on an empty apartment floor, lost our hair (me), added a third party, spent many long nights in books and a rocking chair... and it was all really leading up to this day. But there were so many amazing days in Florida in between that we'll never forget. And now, on to the next!

Celebrate Good Times

A while back we heard about this town called Celebration, Florida, a community designed and built entirely by Disney, basically just to show how much money they make and that they can build their own town if they feel like it. I guess the hundreds of dollars the mouse charges everybody to see him for a day equals out to quite a sum of money each year.

So anyway, this town was supposed to be some sort of community of the future, but really it looked like the 1955 version of Hill Valley in Back to the Future. If everybody in town had owned a Bel Air (or an 81 Delorean complete with flux capacitator!) it would have seemed about right.



It was pretty basic. Town square complete with fountain, lake with “Beware of Gators” sign, and an assortment of local crafty shops. Paul was not a huge fan of the water play area, even though he’s liked these things in the past. I guess the water shooting up at his face just wasn’t his thing on this day, as can be seen in this photo:

The neighborhoods were pretty nice though. The houses weren’t overly large or anything, just the whole white picket fence and wrap around porch style. But if you lived here you’d have to have a season pass to Disney World, as the town has its own road straight into the park. But we didn’t make it to see Mickey this time, so maybe someday we’ll have to come back when Paul’s old enough to remember it.

Here, it's summer all year...

The forecast today was a high of 81 degrees and sunny. It’s the same for tomorrow. And Tuesday. And Wednesday. And Thursday. I’ve made up my mind. Florida is the place to live. I personally am not ready to pick a place and stay there, but I am sure that if I live up north this winter, and maybe the next couple, I’ll be ready to come back. Anyway, we went to the park today again, because that only made sense. Paul enjoyed chasing some bubbles around, but he wasn’t all too successful at catching them. Here are also some pictures from last night when we walked over to the local school playground and basketball court. Check them out.

Hey! I'm driving here! I'm driving here!

Aim high, son. You can accomplish anything... but it might still be a few years.

Take a break in the shade and point at the silly lady taking pictures!

Better than being one of those bleeding-heart, liberal tree huggers.

Oh no! The bubbles, they're attacking me!

Run for your life! Get out of here! Get to the chopper! Aaaaaaah!!

Oh nevermind, they're not half bad... taste pretty good if I say so.

Now that I've spent my whole night updating the blog and wasting time, maybe I should actually try to study for my upcoming finals. Yeah, probably not.

Another graduation... another graduation present!

So I got an early graduation present yesterday, because I told Becky I couldn’t wait any longer for it. After my last trial it felt as though the school year was over anyway. I walk past the hall closet a dozen times a day, and seeing the box covered by a beach towel each time was starting to get to me. So I convinced her to let me open it. Back in January she asked me about this guitar I had always wanted, which I found slightly suspicious, but I played along. But I wasn’t positive that she was going to pull it off until after about a month later I realized she hadn’t asked me what I wanted for graduation. If you know Becky well enough, then you know she is relentless when it comes to gift buying. If some gift worthy event is approaching, she’ll ask me every day – seventeen times a day – what I want for whatever day it is. Seriously, probably in May she’ll start asking me what I want for my birthday in August. But strangely enough, she asked me once in January what I wanted for graduation, and she never asked again. So she tried to be sneaky, but by now I’ve got her all figured out.


So there it is, and a huge thanks to the Unbehend family for helping Becky give me this gift, I will undoubtedly spend countless hours enjoying it. And Paul is already singing along with me, “One, free, four, doo doo doo!”

The Sickness

We had the joy of all three of us being sick last weekend! Becky was first up, which was great, and when she was recovering at work on Sunday, Paul joined in on the fun! Before that happened, we did get to go to the park for a while, where I took these photos of him playing around in the dirt. I couldn't figure out quite what he was doing when he was just lying around on the bleachers, but then when we got home, he let me know in an unpleasant manner. Oh well, one night of flu-like symptoms isn't horrible, as long as it comes once every couple of years... except we were all sick less than two months ago!! I made it almost the entire time we've lived here, and this final spring I've been sick twice! Thankfully, I got the least of it... but I did have to take care of the other two, so that evens it out. Anyway, here are the pictures Paul and I took last Sunday:

I'll just be lying on the bleachers... you go have fun.

Yes, Paul... I see the flag. Yep. Got it.

Hmm... this sand seems to be a darker brown. They call this dirt? Well let's get some on our faces then.

Proof that he's half Unbehend. If this isn't an Uncle Andy look, I don't know what is.

Even the semi-flu can't keep this kid from smiling.

King of the Mountain! Or at least the dirt hill.

Well today was the last day of my last full week of school. I have two review classes on Monday, and then finals. The countdown timer now sits at 23 days.

Easter Eggs?? Find 'em!!

It was a beautiful spring day here, and the perfect day to hunt for Easter eggs! Paul awoke to find a basket full of M's and Wheels... what more could he ask for? Since Becky had the day off, and I really didn't have anything too important to do, we were able to spend the whole day together. Many, many times in the past we've gone to Metro park, and since we're running out of time, it seemed like a good idea today for the holiday. The grass was green, the sky was blue, and the sun was shining. It doesn't get any better than that.

Even the "grass" in the Easter basket had "Wheels" on it...

M's!! Oh, what an Easter blessing...

The basket is ready, now let's find some eggs!

And then eat them!! Haha!

Hey now... I just filled this basket, and it's empty again? Wait a tick...

I see one! Get it! No, mine! Not yours!

I keep finding these things and then you just take them out and hide them again!

I think I'm about done with this game...

Alright, enough of this egg business. Those eggs have been terminated... come with me if you want to live...

We hope your holiday was as fun as ours... Happy Easter!

Doing the Crocodile Rock...

Just a couple of videos for you all to check out, and this one picture...

All he needs is a piano and he could be Elton Paul. Well, let's hope not. We told him we were going to walk around the block and he wanted to bring his hat and wear his sunglasses... not sure why. I guess he's just cool like that.

Just showing off his dancing skills. He loves this song for some reason, sometimes he even requests it when we're driving in the car... and then he goes crazy in the back seat.

Why waste money on expensive toys when you could just play with a cardboard box? He calls it his "tunnel." Hours and hours of entertainment.