Showing posts with label Helen Rose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Helen Rose. Show all posts

Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day

It's February 14, so happy Valentine's day everyone! It still seems so strange to me to say that without it following a happy birthday mom! But time does march on and you become accustomed to a new way of doing things. This is post is about nothing inpaticular just pictures that I came across that were nice memories, so I'm sharing. This first one is funny if you knew my mother as she very much so disliked shower games. I remember this shower was held at her house so she figured when it was game time she would just busy herself with something that had been "forgotten". She must have forgotten that Kymmie K was coming and Kymmie had other plans for her grandmother that day, she was going to play the game and blindfolded at that! I'm wonder now if she was ever forgiven for that . . .
This was the night of my graduation and dad's mom and brother, Mark along with his girlfriend. Liz, had come for the big event.


I believe this was Kym's second birthday. Mom always had to be right there seeing every one's new "pretties", and helping to try them out.
Every time we went to visit mom while we lived in Kent, the last thing mom would always say to me was make sure you bring the kids swim suits, they want to go in the hot tub.
This is another one of Kym's birthday's. I like this picture because Mikey has that long haired look going on :)
Awww, grandma must have picked out the most perfect gift, because she is getting a kiss from Kym!
Henry was one of the costumes Yeager's used a special events in the 70's, I believe it's Mike Copeland in the suit,And it's Kelly in the Snoopy Red Barron costume. I wished I had found pictures from when we would all get together and decorate the Yeager's float for the Ski to Sea parade, but I didn't so maybe next year.Here is one of us outside the San Diego Zoo when Mike was Stationed there during his stint in the Navy. Remember in one of my previous post how I said we went to other places in CA just never Disneyland?
Again, Happy Valentine's Day everyone
*sigh* one day I'll get used to this, I really will.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

The Family Surprise

Not sure why, but mom didn't like any new life changes or surprises. It always took her awhile to adjust to any change, but she always did. And never ever surprise her! That's a whole different post! Any way when she was pregnant with me, dad and mom decided not to tell any family back home (IL), they would wait until after the baby was here. Grandma Welch, Helen Rose, would come out most summer and stay most of the summer, that would be when they made the big announcement.
The day of her arrival dad and Mike took off to the train station to pick her up while mom stayed home with me. Dad said once they had her picked up and in the car it was all Mike could do to not tell her. He kept saying, we've got a surprise for you at home Zam, we've got a surprise for you (he always called her Zam). Once they arrived home they sent her into her bedroom and I was laying on the bed . . . aw. I guess that would have been quite the surprise!After that they shared with the rest of the family. It was always funny to me to go through my baby book and see all these letters about what a surprise I was and the shower notes every wrote to mom after they were told!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Grandma Helen "Nellie" Rose Welch

In February of 1981, I took Nicole and Flew off to IL, wanted to introduce her to her family back there (my mom was also going to be there after the toy show was over). It was a surprise, the only one's who knew were my Uncle Mark "bud" and his girlfriend, Liz Webster. Grandma was very surprised and didn't quit believe it, I even had to show her my ID! She keep saying 'taint my Trudy Rose! So once we convinced her that yes indeed it was me with the baby she was very excited. So here is Nicole getting her bottle from her great-grandma in her living room at three months of age.Here I am at about a month of age at the house on King Street with my Grandma.
It truly is kind of ironic how the more things change, the more they stay the same.