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Hi out there...
still playing with the page.
Thanks for noticing the date typo, Patti.
Your button will go in the mail tomorrow.

Got a pic of the football team now across the bottom of the page. You can click it and go to the Blue Devil Football page. They have Kenny under the 2008 seniors. Although they list him at 5'11". Ha. I wish. 5'11" was a looong time ago!

I removed the slideshow because it just showed the same few pics over and over. I moved the flickr badge to the top, but it won't go all the way across, because the page has two columns. I might be able to figure out in html if I play with it some more. I liked on the old blog how it would show 10 across the top of the page. Of course, I like to look at my kids. Probably doesn't matter much to anyone else.

Or heck, here's an idea, maybe I should get off this computer and actually look at them in REAL life! :-)

Friday is the first varsity game. CAN'T WAIT!

Kenny had his senior pictures taken this morning. We got rained/thundered out twice, but finally got it done. I should get the disc tomorrow, and I will post some for you to see. Wow....senior pictures. SENIOR pictures. I can't believe my baby is a senior.


  1. I love the new look. Very "energetic".......

  2. Nice Senior pictures. Wow -- how times flys. I am sure Dave is looking down and saying "Wow, that's my boy!" You should be proud Shell.


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