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Dance Fever

December 29, 2010

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Dance Fever

The Royuks had their family portraits done at a nice place in Lincoln, but they made the mistake of leaving the master CD with all those pictures here where Lloyd could get his hands on it. Oh, you’re going to want to see this.

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Best. Present. Ever.

March 25, 2008

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We spent Easter Sunday with the Pesters and the Royuks eating delicious food. Afterwards, most people sacked out, and I read a story with Tara. Mrs. Royuk (Beth and Brad’s mom) and I were talking about children’s books, and I mentioned that there is one elusive alphabet book from my childhood that I just can’t […]

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Happy Birthday, Brad!

February 7, 2008

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Happy Birthday, Brad!

Ahem. Take two. When I told Lloyd that tomorrow (today, when you’re reading this, but I actually said it two nights ago) is Brad’s birthday, his first reaction was, “Dang. That means I missed Sam and Brittney’s birthdays.” So, Sam & Brittney – Happy Belated from (Crazy Uncle) Lloyd. He’s too lazy to say it […]

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Back to Normal

January 2, 2008

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Back to Normal

Well, Brad’s gone again. That means the heat is turned back down, the stairway curtain’s back up, it’s very quiet around here and Lloyd and I are quietly typing away at our computers. School starts again, and life is back to ‘normal’. Boo. Normal stinks. As is my custom, a video has been created to […]

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Bettin’ on Bether

June 25, 2007

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Alright people, give us your best guess!  Beth’s baby, Tim, has a due date of July 15, but there’s almost no chance she’ll make it until then.  Format:  Date, Time, Weight, Length (Height?).  (By the way, that’s root beer in the picture, so don’t nobody go a-freakin’.)

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Happy Birthday Mrs. Royuk

December 18, 2006

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Happy Birthday Mrs. Royuk

Brad, Beth and Brent’s mom is the middle of the birthday sandwich. In years past (before we were aware of this fact) December 18 was reserved for Lauren ordering me around all day. “I’m your elder now and you have to do what I say.” Now things are much better. A year or so ago […]

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