An open letter to the fat guy in the red suit.

I asked the kids to let me write down their letter to Santa Claus. My best attempt at transcription follows:

12/23/08

Dear Santa Claus,

6 I want number 5.
Kiera wants 5 too.

Evan wants H.
Kiera wants H too.
U 1

Evan says “Merry Christmas”
Kiera says “Merry Christmas” too.
Daddy says “Merry Christmas” too.
Grandma says, “you might think”.
Greg, Merry Christmas.


We will leave you bones.
We will leave you candy.
All that time getting ready before the thunderstorm rain.
Let's go that way & write letters. An 'F'.
A 'P'.
Kiera wants a letter 'P' too. Yipee.
A 'B'.
Santa Claus is going to bring me a 'Q'.

Be Yourself. A 'G'. And get your wife's town a 'V'.
Give him a 'B'. Give him an 'N'. Type an 'O' and 'L'.
Yipee! Yipee!

Evan wants an 'H' and a 'T' and a 'Y-U'.
Evan wants a book.
Kiera wants a book too.

Merry Christmas!

Sincerely,

Evan and Kiera

Get all that? Yeah me too. Here's the video (edited for time) in case you're wondering (Merry Christmas!!) -

I love a parade...

We've added some pictures of our 1st family attendance of a parade (Hays High Homecoming) to the 2008 family gallery. For those of you that can't be bothered checking the website, remember you can always get the RSS feed for the photo album.

Pictures of summer added to the gallery.

Took a moment to add a few pictures the the gallery. Enjoy.

Regards to my little sis & her signifcant other.

Wow. It's been one whole year. Y'all have a swell day!!

We're not homeless, just busy.

We're finally getting settled into our home in Hays. Originally, we wanted to get a video walk-thru of the new place to compliment the video of the old place, but we can't seem to keep the house organized long enough and find the time to do it (we'll get it done). There are still a bunch of little things left to do, and it seems like weekends just aren't long enough. We'll get it back to a relative norm eventually, but in the meantime, here are some pictures from the long-overdue 2008 family album. For the lazy, just have a peek @ the slideshow below -

We're officially homeless.

We closed yesterday on our Wichita digs. What a relief. what should have been relatively simple was made not so by disparate people who just happened to be working towards the same goal of complicating our lives.
I'm not in the habit of hatin', but sometimes things have to be said. Kerry Dunn is an agent who works for the sale, keeps you in the loop, and has commission rates that are a steal for the services he provides. Cindy Mavis (the buyer's agent) on the other hand, not only took 3% of my sale price, but made me do work that she should have been doing & doesn't understand the protocol of the business she's in. Caveat emptor. I'll leave it at that.
Anyway, we're 2 weeks out from getting our new place and we've got the closing cash to do it (yay!). We'll let y'all know when we get into our new place, and if anyone wants to move boxes & furniture the weekend of Apr. 12, let me know, 'cuz i'm buyin' the beer.

Welcome to this world, young Wenke.

Henry Karl Wenke joined the human race today @ 12:55 pm. For all the details, hop on over to his father's blog.

Much love goes out to his folks. Sleep while you can!