tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2446820375860919742024-03-05T16:44:54.938-08:00Lukes WorldLuke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-69507630919473328772010-04-30T17:25:00.000-07:002010-04-30T17:31:12.164-07:00Last day of AprilHello, world. In particular, Elizabeth.<br />So yesterday was the SEEK play/SEEK Choir preformance.<br />They were both rockin' awesome. LOL<br />I like Monk. Alot. That's what I'm about to go watch.<br />Ok, I've decided to get in shape so I can play Football this fall. WOOOOHOOOO!<br />Ok, goodbye. I'm going to watch Monk now.<br />Happy last day of April, 2010. You'll never get this year back, so do something worth while. Live like your dying! Go Skyding! Go Rocky Mountain Climbing! Go 2.7 Seconds on a bull named blue mans shoe (or something like that). Love deeper! Speak sweeter! Give forgivness you've been denying! One day I hope you get the chance to live like your dying. Ok?<br />Goodbye. Happy 221st anniversary of George Washington's swearing in of Presidency. Goodbye again. That was the last time I will say it. Goodbye (...oohhhhh...)Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-70329382927537912162010-04-27T13:57:00.000-07:002010-04-27T14:11:47.680-07:00TuesdaysSo, today is Tuesday (I just earned the name Captain Obvious from my cousin), and I thought it would be spectacular (that's my favorite word ever...for now) if I told you what I do on Tuesdays:<br />Ok, so I wake up at about 6:30 and I immideatly take a shower, unless I'm really tired, which I usually am, then I take a bath and fall asleep in it...moving on...<br />Then I get out and get dressed and just get ready for everything<br />So me and my mom and sister go to Greenwood to Calvary Baptist Church and do our weekly homeschool co-op, called S.E.E.K. (Southside Educators Encouraging Knowledge). There's 4 periods, not including lunch, which I'm about to: 1st, 2nd, 3rd, lunch, and 4th (Captain Obvious strikes again, as my cousin says). So for all the kids who weren't 13 by last July (July 31st, actually), which I wasn't, have to do Enrichement Classes, which just means we stay in the same classroom with the same teachers the whole day. My class, the 12-13 year old class, eats lunch with the high-schoolers, who obviously were 13 by July 31st. We also dont get recess like the rest of the Enrichement Kids do.<br />So, last semester, I got to stay all 4 periods, but this semester, I only do 1st, then leave, go to the Library to do Latin with my sister, then we go back for lunch and 4th period.<br />Next year, Me and the rest of my class are moving up to high school courses. My classes look like this:<br />1st period: Study Hall (F)/Photography (S)<br />2nd period: Geometry (both semesters)<br />3rd period: World History (both semesters)<br />4th period: American Literature (F)/ Drama (S)<br />That's all! Unless you wanted me to tell you all my friends and classmates, which I don't really feel like doing since I have to go get Drew out of the bathtub...because he's yelling "I'm all by myself!!"<br />Goodbye, now.<br />And good luck on your big speech next week, ElizaGirl, AKA, RandomGirl! If you have one, which I assume you do, since next week is our final full week of SEEK before BEAUTIFUL SUMMER!!!!Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-34301989866863749692010-04-15T18:11:00.001-07:002010-04-15T18:18:10.371-07:00Randomness...HI ELIZABETH!Well, since the only one who is going to read this is probably Elizabeth, I just want to say HI ELIZABETH!<br />Okay, so today, me and my dad played basketball, and for the first 2 minutes he had Drew in his arms so I took an 8-2 lead. I ended up shooting a bunch of three-pointers and taking a 17-8 lead. Then I started missing EVERYTHING and he came back and went up 20-17. We were playing to 21, so it was almost garanteed that he'd win. Well, for 5 minutes we did nothing but shoot 3's, and we did nothing but miss. Finnaly, I made one, and then it was 20-20. He shot a 3, missed, and it was a mad scramble for the ball. He recovered and shot a fadeaway from the side, hit the backboard, and I was able to get the rebound and score a 2 pointer to win, 22-20. HORRAY! Of the past 4 times we've played, ive won 3 of them. One of them I won 22-12.<br /><br />Well, My little bro wants to get out of the bathtub and I'm the only one who can do it, so GOODBYE!Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-87843867688440624432009-08-28T09:43:00.000-07:002009-08-28T09:48:02.800-07:00boredaciousWell, I'm bored, so I decided to post this.<br />LALALALALALALA!!<br />ok thats it.<br />BYE!!Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-52196705121993731462009-06-19T11:01:00.001-07:002009-06-19T11:07:56.440-07:00long time no see!Hi everyone who still reads this.........<br /><br />I dont know I just kinda felt like doing a post, since I havent done one in sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo loooooooooooooong. Alot has happened, alot which I forgot.........but today is:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">H<span style="color:#000099;">A</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">N</span><span style="color:#ffff66;">N</span><span style="color:#330033;">A</span><span style="color:#ffcc00;">H</span><span style="color:#cc6600;">'S </span><span style="color:#000000;">BIRTHDAY!!!!!</span></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#000000;">So another thing, I went to church camp for a few days and made a bunch of new friends!! It was awesome and I took pix but idk how to get them onto the desktop. I will ask my computer whiz sister who is now 15! Wow I cant imagine her driving a car! </span><br /><br />Well I made a post so BYE!!Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-89346904507989033412008-07-26T09:20:00.000-07:002008-08-02T17:07:25.343-07:00TaggedHi everyone!<br /><br /><br /><br />First off, I wanted to apologize for not posting in like a month.<br /><br /><br /><br />Now, I have been tagged by my sister! Soooo.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Three things that scare me: Ummmmmmm 1. In the name of Jesus I declare NOTHING SCARES ME!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Three things I love: God, My family, and air conditioning in 90-100 degree weather!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Three things I hate: When Hannah sings, when Hannah is bossy, and when Hannah sings!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Three things I'm doing right now: Blogging (what do you think?), watching Gomer Pyle, and playing Poker with myself.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Three things I can do: Play Football, fight Hannah, and hold my breath for 60 seconds.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;">Three things that I cant do: I can do all things with Christ who strengthens me!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#66cccc;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Three things I like to eat: Jonathan Bryd's (the food there not the restraunt), Mark Pi's, and Caramel Apples.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Three things that I like to watch: Gomer Pyle, Indiana Jones, and Back at the Barnyard.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">I am passing this onto Sam at <a href="http://www.boyinazoo.blogspot.com/">Boy in a Zoo</a>, and Will at <a href="http://www.twobravehearts.blogspot.com/">Two Brave Hearts</a> (although it's now one brave heart).</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#330033;">Goodbye all and I'll try to post in a week or so!</span>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-56955290213534318322008-06-24T10:05:00.000-07:002008-06-25T17:51:16.627-07:00Funny, Stupid pics<div>Today, since Hannahs b-day was like 5 days ago, I'll show the funniest pics I have in attempt to make you laugh:<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215824308838899570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHsA33auFcfpi15Ude9QDPgLLGfazvuek-NoVFcQUnHqMnB8JOqcy09JqZj3Hr1qZfuRK3-kd5JyQuqzZVlrVS3RGLlCi6DO_CqwHTv6Pg7s8ZSPDiLjaw9x5x2HRs9oGraVoEbQGq7E/s320/Bug-Eyed.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br />GROSS!!! Since when does Hannah have disgusting eyes?!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215824834820147314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJeZZz-umjWhWFv0GGPI8B-ky4N-YH7cJ8RrjBUuiprF2MmaqSzYENtIes3mFYUDkefpP8kxJrCl6JTo1UNnEB8T4nTsR1xcrHn1jrmS6dyIEW4UEmqa-iSu0tga7twxloJrok2LRdusI/s320/Cool+Dude.JPG" border="0" />Cool dude, wanna soda? Wow, I look like a dufase (is that how you spell it?).</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215825400886120994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5qKkyy-94LCmWslHUfjUu3EZJPREI83w_VGz_kqMPDvDPqtHZpumbxq1if1Umv8meR363KFMJAwUa3a0isFOX6vAp1j60LvNW59oSIRhrz_14Cb0sgBQgmVMl1vmWi4bMl4MHQBceJE/s320/Drew+with+Helmet.jpg" border="0" />Yes, he is my future football star!! Its a MAN!!!<br /><br /><br /></p><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215986264533806642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihGLR3luEaCT1N2yRuwLfwv3Ulb_-gWKauyd0gbwv5kQ_f5mGbtrW0lKB2TdpykME7WjxOga784yG1sQVrhYo1rBWUxK0o44R8_LUnwxKz4QVkGtC5odWOjGMDiDzzG2-jsyAmVUJTzOA/s320/ready+to+eat!.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>Hes hungry people! Dont sit there and make him pose for a dumb pic! Let him eat!! Why do you think that big chicken thingy is sitting there on his plate!?! Eat, Dad, EAT!! </p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215826434671359266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1oJjw2tTylCRwt5u4EPlnWVFClTY_QShI5I__hDwlGsHwjTld1IfpcIgByDvs5JqRB_dFe7qM2Pmf3X4CpukQ1KNnwQyhvT-W24yjINkPUNzO0ElmBYtUiKaLlwbwUl2tsR-5BkeCxx4/s320/Done+with+Chores!.jpg" border="0" />Tired. All the work in the freezing cold snow. I cant take it. I think I'm got frost-bit. Help me!!!</p><br /><br /><p>Well, thanks for laughing your heads off!! See ya all later!! P.S. Comment if you like my new template.</p><br /><br /><p>Bye!!</p><br /><br /><p><em>Luke A.</em><br /></p><br /><br /><p></p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-56068350158297050612008-06-01T06:11:00.000-07:002008-06-04T06:48:38.020-07:00Happy June, To You...It's JUNE!!! Just 6 months and a day ti'll my 12th b-day!! Forget that. <em>BUT...</em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MELANIE/KATE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! Melanie Kate turned 10 on the 31 (yesterday).</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Another birthday coming up is Hannah's who will be <strong><em>14</em></strong> on June 19th. </span><br /><br /><br /><br />Other things happened recently (kinda), like I lost my 2nd to last tooth (thank goodness, no more <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">blood</span><span style="color:#000000;">! </span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I gotta tell a story to all the spider haters out there... I saw a spider in the bathroom one day, and picked up mom's sandal and killed it...guess what! It was pregnant, which means when I killed it, approximately 60 baby spiders went crawling all over the floor. Hannah screamed her head off, and even though I wasn't scared (I <em>was</em> a bit startled), for no reason I started screaming like Hannah.<br /><br /><br /><br />Another couple stories, these about my Papaw; When he was a about 10 or 11, he had hopped a fence alot, and one day there was a nail sticking up and his hand landed right on it and put a hole right through his hand, and a pastor felt sorry for him and layed 50 cents in his hand (alot of money in the 50's). And for Halloween, he would put cow doo in a plastic bag and set it on fire and put it on a front porch and ring the doorbell and ran away, so when someone answered the door, they would stomp it out and sometimes be barefoot!<br /><br /><br /><br />I know there are no pics, so I'll just put a pic of the birthday girl:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207457322453441474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj21Fsqeay8zBMCJmj6ZlgX8-X-rhTcCCKp-b-9Maff_BXNxigisINb1qks5nlyNcknimJE6EHeTs0d-uc8dwngpHK-SjLYm_BXTKKQt11f138DG26reNWX6oZvQWGrRuBrfaV5aKxA1yQ/s320/Melanie.jpg" border="0" />Here she is! Like Hannah said on <a href="http://www.hannah-indiana.blogspot.com/">her blog</a>, ignore her (Hannah) in the backround.</p><br /><br /><p>Goodbye! This is Luke A. sighning off!</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-28048596656909521002008-05-16T12:58:00.000-07:002008-05-20T16:15:58.391-07:00ToothlessHi everybody.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Something exiting has happened!!.......I lost a tooth!!:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201067948387692290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIDvE6H8SL4PKL9WHpZeLKYhrVDDdvhkHejWjjIosDS-i_37SjtLWn2Ebn3oyDQuhiVWwfFmtJpildvqf2NOpA7Np0L8u3Paa3_nfTrcvCr16X5ezO-7O3XdyomSfrvqsXaVt_clwo_YY/s320/Toothless+Luke.jpg" border="0" /></div><br />Notice I still have other teeth coming in. I once had to eat on 1 side of my mouth all the time because I barely had any teeth on the other side.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Other thing's happened like on Mothers Day, mom got an MP3 player and I liked it so much I listened to it more than her! So I decided to get my own:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201070594087546658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio3fh8z12EZdq2tKtBEoCLLa3WmwiM27-O_CfWXBPaeHCPgBBaSqp86n5_lmR6GF_Is2raexptEIXlMc0WCQGnVkpGi4O9vYpSE807Mt9OV4RMEghR1YdEr-VGx8FmcnRMwbySN_43j-g/s320/Luke's+MP3+Player.jpg" border="0" />Well, this is it. Sorry about the blurry-ness and the reflection on it.</p><br /><br /><p>And lastly, I wanted to ask, has any of you ever met someone famous, like a singer, or an actor or actress? Well, I have. It's.....</p><br /><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Antoine Bethea, Colts DB #41!!</span></strong></p><br /><br /><p>Unless your a football fan, you probably have no idea <em>whatsoever</em> who that is, right?</p><br /><br /><p>Well, I <em>would</em> have a pic of me next to him, but mom didn't even save the picture. <em>Sniff. </em>I promised myself I wasn't gonna cry. Now all I have is a pic of him autographing a poster, and you can only see his New York Yankees hat.</p><br /><br /><p>Well, here's that pic, anyway:<br /></p><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201073183952826162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqJMSWdWxPnqxPTqgNmn39nlnWOtx3vvP26-Q96zd3ogDS3qBcG7LHPGEn-rXkj6PXHWZsxCTFuxsS07qW_CeNR2gsuHy_EmfMEgZLLhcX6dY93JFFdfcTzhkGcZFh_rnylZk54EDgnuQ/s320/Antoine+Bethea+Sighning+Poster.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p>Well, goodbye to all!!</p><br /><p><em>Luke A.</em></p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-27794090294890213432008-05-09T07:04:00.000-07:002008-05-10T16:26:18.360-07:00Stuff, stuff, and more stuff!!<div><div>Hello everybody!!</div><div><div> </div><div>Stuff is actully happening now in the boonies!!<br /><br /><br />Drew is getting alot of stuff, like a bike, a scooter, and a swing!!<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198434174614452146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZacZMj7_hMQrIL_9i9Kck9y5UekkGqfR2EhJU7TbKR91pqaeLSmtYtxqFfr4LaQEbdu3AUSjC_gVJ38uomSPLosijdivAXJv7l9PRZitsCGxIapT0OkPISFFfCPlqwydJGWI2I_J5ERc/s320/Drew's+Bike.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>This is Drew's "Thomas the Train" bike. As small as it is, I can ride it better than Drew can!!</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198434556866541506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFmMe_g-vxX1vu7r-nPQrILROmhTh8moJvaZKRHmQqe2H2vCcx7Y7PB2d-2QPFp9yttVRE4rEUF6-z-Yo1rzN8gB9bOshbH7njLoWY5J2FQDYF5q-l6dBdKYIHdrxvIsjxEAaFUL-j_-Q/s320/Drew's+unopened+Swing.jpg" border="0" />This is Drew's unopened swing. Not much to say about it exept that it's fully assembled!</p><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198435252651243474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsl1Uy-9LqV2n_bmPG8UTUQvXYHrSAbf3KZHwKlYHVyvMys3xDvWYbcxVLe2muaguh5k2NprqHYdIpZSPn4rPmZrIWtt1U0HMQsRllebc0ZWdQMudmL43ct5c7ZKmlkFdLWqiLlKCIm1o/s320/Drew's+Scooter.jpg" border="0" />And this is the scooter. He can't really ride this yet. Hopefully he'll see me ride it and get the idea.</p></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198437765207111650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz-4kccrVFYqHQSdtaGU9JwBGn0ZUsFj3gNOZ3xQZ3z1rl_AmmAYXlcr1cF7Su0BHFfBKsT3PeE9MclzkvQbX9Pv5GM4o-rUiXaE9a3YHKsxn7LfzpIDDgWQNV3ImkHcRjISHaHhbYB7M/s320/Hannah+Driving.jpg" border="0" />As you probably know from <a href="https://www.hannah-indiana.blogspot.com/">Hannah's blog, </a>she just started driving lessons, but it's more nervous for <strong>me</strong> than for her. In the backseat of a car and your almost-14 sister is driving a car in the nieghborhood with the most hills ever, don't you think you'd be a <em>little</em> nervous??<br /><br /><br /><br />We also saw National Tresure 2 yesterday, and it was really good, but not as good as the other one, because the story went too fast for me and I didn't understand what was going on.<br /><br /><br /><br />Well, that's what's been happening around here!<br /><br />See Ya!<br /><br /><br /><br /><em>Luke A.</em>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-30677540372319334652008-05-02T10:32:00.001-07:002008-05-04T16:37:12.755-07:00Pics<div><div><div><div>For today's post I just thought I would show some pics: </div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195835986172982402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVWcMMoQKVEaxcXPeT6npOEMOuOIdVOH2KklGndVXZeDTfULPrDsXKi1JB7jp6l5Td9HgQDlRh4-CKVSQv6_j8-evY-erpfup-jV67vp9PBZIBHpmNRo_n-5luZocY7il-m31iEBjmFGo/s320/P1010215.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Drew loves the bath. He used to hate it and scream bloody murder every time he got in...now he screams bloody murder when he's gotta get out!</div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195837248893367458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnn4knb9sMf1K_D2SJdMLdvXtT4Irf5z7D1_31HQvyh5APx9KzqfXzJmch51zxr2vxjr0jG9QMxNpUE2ZY3mHI-dwzVqRhESGQVbq38_WS4QqUmEwTK8KxQYA3mIglJmpecbL4ezaL9U/s320/luke+and+bradley.jpg" border="0" />This is, well, me, of course, with my cousin Bradley (Brad). I don't remember when this pic was taken, but I know it was recently because I'm wearing my favorite jacket that I got less than a year ago. </div><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196235787498697906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_vGTz0fy34En7RghWS8zdyKtgh2gSbk6N0g7qNokLZu15Kv14RerO5NjPKig2Yz_aFWgsJMgEU_N_kwSgQGWTnNMbVGKIdRLl7J9Csw9vZgn4T_IQJzmPqgyPAf8yQ9Dv8mKWbBCrVwc/s320/Hannah+on+Her+Bed.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>I guess Hannah thinks she's a model. Just look at that smirk!! </div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6m3HWRsNBAFVVUBW89fe4ONiI0UnuFTTR5SWo-c7_foU53zxs7gqX-ECPLrxE3_eFK_z5n5z8Kqi0aXUzG8j9fc_CioD8qGZ67dNAQRWc2_WXz5tJlL_XT8BvQzchoTP2w_VFk6HlQwI/s1600-h/IMAG0121.JPG"></a></p><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6m3HWRsNBAFVVUBW89fe4ONiI0UnuFTTR5SWo-c7_foU53zxs7gqX-ECPLrxE3_eFK_z5n5z8Kqi0aXUzG8j9fc_CioD8qGZ67dNAQRWc2_WXz5tJlL_XT8BvQzchoTP2w_VFk6HlQwI/s1600-h/IMAG0121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196236221290394818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6m3HWRsNBAFVVUBW89fe4ONiI0UnuFTTR5SWo-c7_foU53zxs7gqX-ECPLrxE3_eFK_z5n5z8Kqi0aXUzG8j9fc_CioD8qGZ67dNAQRWc2_WXz5tJlL_XT8BvQzchoTP2w_VFk6HlQwI/s320/IMAG0121.JPG" border="0" /></a></p></div><br /><br /><br /><div>This is a pic of Jaki (left), Johnny (middle), and Stormie (right). It was taken at our old house in Hannah's room about 2 and a half years ago.</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196608895602668754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDsHj6KzGyOWh_sdg9mupHJHb5kxbAtMFGwncbcpd6YaoCZDjArHVO8fEXSxcuDifKJgQKM2gz0S2adeqj2Dv4Or_fz-6lb5FNVUUYOC4TrwGEp223jVwgNsG_Kk7gWCDCqezVDzgPRo/s320/Hannah+in+Army+Gear.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><p>This is Hannah in our Papaw Buddy's army gear. She looks swell, huh?<br /><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196610424611026146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TFStECYLsR_HDIjowBubIw4JIKSXaxiZ-jl3QsdTm-JX9cHeXj-z9VvztiMET2AEJku6Mv3n_ydQ-ThQojUFE8vu_ly7DcRp4aoKeD4TBFLzWY71aH6lBUuzy9nZjkDfVjR_X8-3csY/s320/Cool+Dude.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p>This is me with my grandma Sandy's sunglasses that she left here once on. "Cool, dude, wanna soda??" </p><br /><p></p><br /><p>Well, those are some funny pics that I though would make you laugh!! </p><br /><p><em>Luke A.</em></p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-81144537939868378832008-04-18T13:56:00.000-07:002008-04-24T10:16:01.058-07:00My Day:Well, today, a couple of interesting things happened:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192233977490453618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJy6pQR6QJUwRY9a9jikR5azbGBFkI1qDENNUGEVRWywLUhlYO32OpY0zU3t1-ijMRNMF0WooW7U48bfIJVTlzzicIGTUFvUSyUviDQyVbtsALNoaTtIMCJn2ED6naZVHtLoGND968XtU/s320/A+Snake!!.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p>Johnny caught a snake!!! Hannah and Whitney Killed it with a stick, although Hannah got sad that she did afterwards!!</p><br /><p>Today was a great day!!! Wanna know why?? Because........</p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>....Scroll down.....</p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>........Scroll Some More.......</p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>......A Bit More.....</p><br /><p></p><br /><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">MOM IS PREGNANT!!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!! THIS IS AWESOME!!!!!!</span></strong></p><br /><p><strong>I hope it's a girl. We'll name her Abigail Faith.</strong></p><br /><p>Bye From Luke A.!!</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-10381954603474461782008-04-05T09:14:00.000-07:002008-04-09T13:24:35.841-07:00Activities Of A Sunny (For Once) SaturdayWell, this is one awesome Saturday and I wanted to share my activities with everyone!!!<br /><div><br /><div><div>Of course, I woke up at 9:15 (might seem early to you for a Saturday morning), although Sleepy Sister woke up at about 10!! She LOVES to sleep in and she once slept for 12 hours strait (From 12 in the morning to 12 in the afternoon)!</div><br /><div> </div><div>I really like to go outside and play-of course-football, especially when its sunny like today!! Here is a pic of what I do:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185798322001435874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7G8Av0ro6FWKcxbwZxbBV5SSUXJ61x8rnMTv9d_ykujuRghOi52VsP-LGuflAFnRgJRAEbTUR_-6TEtA2zkmFFstHQkZ_7TXayF3k7bxM2zO93Uupd8_1c6XAXAcU73Kqa2q3I3j364c/s320/Colts+Star.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><p>There is some snow on the ground in this pic, but it was apparently warm enough to wear short-sleeves!!</p><br /><br /><br /><p>About every three Saturdays, me and my dad go to get our hair cut. Last time, though, my hair BARLEY got cut in the front and now I need a haircut again. We also stop by the card shop where I buy about 3 football cards each time. I now have over 600 (I think?).</p><br /><br /><p>We, meaning me and Hannah, spend the night with our Mamaw and Papaw every Saturday night. Thankfully, we don't have to drive for an hour to get there, all we have to do is walk across the street!!</p><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185821403155684610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGOSubJ5jrZnX-Y1Doq7-hiGfPqJeoF3V8k-BM3y2JcKrqqCRmSvGTSLIvkiiAjrFkin5KbL2KBiID4tkbzxpCM761wnPu-KU8NWlEwgVmkNG03AVWjuiC__ccqc-2QVlwlEywYKvUYYc/s320/Kitty+at+Front+Porch.jpg" border="0" />And lastly, a cat came to our door last night and we gave it some food. If it's a boy, it's name will be Clay. If it's a Girl, It's name'll be Asia. We don't own it...yet. I hope mom and dad will let us keep it, though!!<br /><br /><p>I apoligize that nothing goes on around here, but I thought you guys would like to hear about how I spend a Saturday. Bye!!</p><p>Luke A.</p></div>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-72126674393111563852008-04-04T13:03:00.000-07:002008-04-04T17:03:37.958-07:00R-A-N-D-O-M! RANDOM! RANDOM! RANDOM!!!!<div><div><div><div>Hi.<br /><br />This is going to be a VERY random post because nothing really happens out here in the boonies!!<br /></div><br /><br /><div>Well, Hannah is better at English and writing, but she says I'm better at Math, and she needs help alot of the time. When you look at this pic, you can imagine why:<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185522301633191058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbd7k7MUbmoEZFeE233dkLVk0pq8sZ0OPpyTyuqvTN-gaap4TVvmBIqVBc1pXBSBXCEHg1FE5CUWukGCoFnduLD3ofW-siE0YahOxWOraInK9vDKWQ4ggEL6PvrlNWmLvQacUJigOKVU/s320/Math.jpg" border="0" />This is a pic of expanded notation. It's actually pretty easy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Our Mamaw and Papaw just got home from Gatlinburgh, Tennessee, and they had gifts for us!! Like...</div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185523603008281778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrFdb94PX8-Z99toKmMupUPs0rIr2-kUJEo0QDrmaDL9FDF1pi5O88KORO6P7rQhHQtRrs-gcRHFVQMR9F5lu1-rTnXLAyYwtBm_rovv7SeuAlRHrZk4LpJ_CpmPrVFBXfhUAvn4BHd0/s320/Luke's+New+Pocketknife.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>My new pocket knife!! I guess I'm a collector now!! This one has 13 functions!!</div><br /><br /><div>And...<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185523852116384962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz9wmyA4h36jMhOGHysslhu4KSdWh0Jo8TjSJGNn-cjRvU76JLEMPbrHseLCJBX_CdkEHo8olsNO-7FWOnnwFsYdraiWjCUB9DXaXlUjYTHEd0baEAaYvzmVrU9tX-k4Rgpr7KbeK_gaI/s320/Luke's+New+Jacket.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><p>My new jacket!! It's really comfortable and I like to wear it around the house alot.</p><br /><p>Well, mom just went to the grocery store today and look what Drew did!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185524431936969938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCfJdGsQBbhNLsDLt0z6_e-jzoiUZjp2bMNor1S1tW-ZkqeaamO8DqlSy8zfyqH_4yjpth9O3olozL4D8MF9NtScKClwXBz-qtDcFtXP-eLJRbmuaTM3a8tbq2HF-dupfmMPdiqA9tIhg/s320/Drew+Putting+Up+Groceries.jpg" border="0" />How sweet, Drew!! Your doing me and Hannah's job for us!!</p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p>Well, as I said, not much going on around here today and this is the most exiting thing I can think of!!</p><br /><p>Have a nice Friday night!!</p><br /><p>Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-58530520424755358502008-03-28T16:12:00.000-07:002008-03-28T16:33:39.535-07:00Nothing<div></div><p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxct3bNlSqVBBfmxJJwS8NPSRmc4l0R9ezDfLbBTkZjjwIOkqrdZifXi04N2aPiVKg_1slr7x9FFgPn9R7PZg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><br /><p>I think I got it! Maybe! YES!! I DID!!! This is the flix of Hannah Singing BarlowGirl!</p><br /><p>Well, nothing is going on at all, so I'll just say un-notable things this time like:</p><br /><p></p><br /><p>Well, I FINALLY have a new pocket knife, but it's still not a whole lot bigger than my other one. here is a pic of comparison:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182937263896943570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6-2nk3fPI-GixsibDJRWevlJr8fqRT83rOAGeWl7gBqX2MyqJ5UUDF23TGlTGIeToRDdGGn8sUM6lHCAzYnob3Uy6opgrwr4CknOjU3FTt0lUSDFcj_SXZ-kgSgs-iPIJvcEu8oomfbQ/s320/Luke's+Pocketknives.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>I think you can tell which one is new and old, right?</p><p> </p><p>Hannah has been sick so I've had to do all the chores like take back the 4 trash cans and the mail all at once ( My idea ), while she reads all day. Lucky her...sort of.</p><p>Well, like I said, nothing's going on but I wanted to post a new post before tomorrow which is the day that we'll offically be busy for a couple days.</p><p>See Y'al!</p><p>Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-2507428244388151502008-03-24T15:49:00.000-07:002008-03-26T16:51:33.088-07:00Outrageos Hannah<div><br /><br /><div>I know, I know, my last post before last was about Hannah,too, but I HAVE to tell you what she's been doing:<br /><br />For one, last night, while sleeping in my mom and dad's floor, I looked over at Hannah and she was doing...SIT UPS!!! I mean, who does sit-ups in the middle of the night?? That's what I call...OUTRAGEOUS!!!<br /><br />I would post a flix of Hannah singing a Borlow Girl song and me and Drew laughing, but my dad's computer won't let me. I will show a few pics at the end, though.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><p>And when she's not doing sit-ups or singing whenever she wants to, she's reading...drum roll, please...prrrrrrrrrump: Left Behind: The Kids. I almost read the whole 40 book series but stopped at 32. No idea why. But She's at number 38, and that's the book that she was on when she decided to read the whole series over again!</p><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182200715660385202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJwURaYXTSMPjyemduOkAzHTIK6hKHP6vQabvSCld8uc8ZdGsPUm4AaRVQybk-IpkvRgZyhr19MQmMPiFoY3Wu-QnxhLc9mtQBA2ozjuLWLU64hlveDWaundsuUXoHyDWe5jV8USMdJv0/s320/Hannah+Doing+Round-Off.jpg" border="0" />This is Hannah doing a round off. I took this pic, and let me tell you, with a camera like my mom's it's not easy getting a pic like this.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182201918251228098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMDpXLJCqZAGM4Qi7ixLIaVOLCRTAjhkSJYflX5d0vBe2Rru1PKK4OD03V_0YkapbD1UPZKEnRL52dfS2fhAhhiK_ledMSGIMB7YIvcBJfht65sZkaRrfevTa1Kv1L1Bk0zsHAjDjMnvI/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /></div><div><br /><p>Hannah's and Alien!! Run!!! No. If you look real close, you can see me behind her.</p><p> </p><p>Well, I know those things might not be outrageous to some of you, but they are to me, so now you know!</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Luke A.</p></div>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-21496940611389256572008-03-20T06:53:00.000-07:002008-03-22T18:13:22.612-07:005 Things About Drew...Since there's nothing going on (Again), I'm going to tell you 5 things about my cute little bro Drew, but first I'll show some pics;<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179828540798294914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMncgGERFX0mUEyAv07YjA8rgSOIEYWXOHVqhG7wZRpSjGEQKZealMwOmJy30Y4-92x6vCa5OJ8Zk00CYnzHzRTz6vH9DKfx5cF1DtfYjHPPLXPRCuWo1ijaXCLqo7ug1N24GhvP0qeX0/s320/drew+eating+cake+2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />This is Drew eating cake on his 1st b-day. He apparently enjoyed it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179829103439010706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKP_LXP_gQA7NnS6oMBtDTL1_bTRZ35XdyG8wMSyxphma9jE2G253UzKD1JHOTMkq1PTnbsDD4eSBRwH84bfgKZOblA6pCmphXJ2HHt-IHXyQU4QXR_SkxqF_KgXiwcLWzYFfbnFx_K0/s320/Santa+Drew.JPG" border="0" />This is Drew at Christmas time. He is 3 months old in this pic.</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179830331799657378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IveVuNcTj9pkXYnvG7M2thcDFXnekkYurZxEbV0XJ0OeBiTGexo9ha08s65GXw2lE-r3C7oyuHvVnZgWGuQUWPurPjY31T6zRiuP0p080Fc3pNRuqzW7QWpg5pxgiPGZNIGZZnsVtEI/s320/Drew+with+Helmet.jpg" border="0" />This is him 2 days ago with MY football helmet, gloves, and football. He also had my cleats on a minute later. </p><br /><br /><br /><p>Now, I'll tell you 5 things about Mr. Man;</p><br /><br /><br /><p>1) He LOVES the outdoors. Every time he goes outside with me he cries his eyes out when he has to come inside.</p><br /><br /><br /><p>2) He LOVES kitties (inherited that from me). We have to keep a weight in front of the door so he doesn't let them in.</p><br /><br /><br /><p>3) He's tough. Once when he had just turned 1 (I think, but this has happened many times), he fell off the coffee table, and all he did was look around.</p><br /><br /><br /><p>4) He can go down the stairs without help at all. Of course, he doesn't walk, he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">crawls</span> backwards.</p><br /><br /><p>5) He LOVES his Papaw! Papaw might be his favorite person (Besides me, of course (: ).</p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p>Well, I hope Y'all have learned <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">something</span> new about Drew.</p><br /><br /><p>Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-40004091390959237612008-03-15T14:11:00.001-07:002008-03-21T16:40:00.725-07:005 Things About Hannah<div><div>Well, nothing very notable happend on this not-very-lovely Saturday, so I'm going to get Hannah back and tell people what she's like when nobody exept me is around. But first, I'll show some pics:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178080346672828690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkA-GYc_qYvw6lrbC1O9tkjLvuPSMu7Hx8MQ3XTT3CCQYTuT0esLMUpBXlyN9q-JAatp3kJaVVl6xXPYUMjXvxAMgYm8R15LybCaXD81wWmsS5t7yo1GMhNjceK-TWnJoBnq2h9cNbjc/s320/Pic+of+Hannah2.jpg" border="0" /><br />This is her, and she took this pic, not me.</div></div><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178082507041378594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheJuFHr2i0ORRMJ0CZxKJuqKWd19Um0FqZ8k8O5jGR6JWbkyJYqq0r2GFySfWgg5p6voEyEkOVTTXo9TUvcZKMa6gkqCCY8bNvyfvRV0x20i76LwN3-ZMAcRyI_anaG27hX0gyAfLJbpU/s320/Pic+of+Hannah+5.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><br /><p>This is her, one of her modeling pics.<br /></p><p></p><p>I have too many pics of her to choose from, so I'll stop there, and here's 10 things about Banana:</p><br /><br /><p>1) She couldn't stop singing for a week to save her life! Every time she's singing and I tell her to stop, she's singing again in the next 5 seconds.</p><br /><br /><p>2) She would rather read all day than play PS2 or Wii or the DS all day. </p><br /><br /><p>3) She LOVES Country music. Well, for that matter, she loves almost ALL music! The only type of music I can think of that she DOESN"T like is rap.</p><br /><p>4) She wrote a book. She plans to publish it soon ( I won't say what it's about or else she'll KILL me).</p><br /><p>5 She's TERRIFIED of spiders. Once I threw a fake spider on her when she wasn't aware and she screamed at the top of her lungs!</p><br /><p>Well, that's all that I can think of so, so long!</p><br /><p>Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-70645352951496296212008-03-13T09:07:00.000-07:002008-03-14T12:24:16.405-07:00The Hidden Sisters<div><div><div><div>Hello to all!</div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>This post is about four girls I know that NEVER like their picture taken. I like to call them the 'Hidden Sisters' (even though they are not really sisters.) I'll introduce you to them in alphabetical order:</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>First there's Alisha(Highschoolhereicome), who invented the word "picturephobic". She says that no picture of her looks good. Here are a couple pics of her:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177261163265495170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1sWS7PqZzBaS1qg4M2RSvw83GpSFQwQJt1eiSNKqOWF9BlznsCRcDee48PEE_OVLmEuSeiMok1LyJzQjUX2lptF3fJLCQQohxpH8ajiDmVmzsBdM7TCo4lQVx8iqBUO2Qq3iDa3maCh8/s320/Alisha+and+Molly.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><div>This is her with baby Molly, daughter of Mrs. Y(athomemama). Alisha LOVES babies, and she will pass up almost ANYTHING to spend time with them.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177262125338169490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjri-imVd5GismMFQZGhb741BOuWdy8YzB_tTxRe_7t7aP7m52nL7Sc_QXD6tRRJLNJXSsQY8hwCo1TVxczfGLF7oiO-3Qi9jR4wwSiC_botZX5uzjNZGWBZuB_ZnGZ5ZbZiAZNobox3s4/s320/Pic+of+Alisha.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p>This is a pic of her when she and Hannah and others were doing "modeling pictures".</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Then, there's her younger sister, Holly. She NEVER lets ANYONE take pics of her...well, at least not while she's looking! Whew, it was hard to catch her!</p><p> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177314420859965618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz9eLHnKjdywBaGmPOe8EvHzMqBuoqSc3kobl7g8XpL_Cyv96-8zsnVZv7Q8LuuJbGj351liezcyt3oBENtguvWEYxwgG_9D8YVeih_pZD9PhLHlrssmW3TerRGewchZmsz2buLvoN-QU/s320/The+Girl%27s+Table2.jpg" border="0" /></p></div></div><br /><div>You can tell she was still in motion when I snapped this one!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><p> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177315739414925506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJoIqtCznjDTvre0AHQ_pJaQDBwLyc2fqWyiv9lX-Yk9JExkAxGJ_D3l-0Q15PVzB0ukA0CYblhmRDDkBKq06foYbeIG1aW379WugH59PJDdGvJDcDlyZ9vStu5_A0aZTeqHoXFdWjPY/s320/The+Girl%27s+Table.jpg" border="0" />Here she is again. (Or it's her twin sister. Wait, she doesn't have a twin sister! Must be her.)</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p>Then, there's Melanie (Stuckinthemiddlewithyou). She always sees when I'm about to take a picture of her and reacts like this:</p><p> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177317496056549586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir6R9Ns9U2sjSJoZasWkO1SeQ7rNmwOOr2rHR2JIXGxgJgJsG1KqDygmbVJXu3pOtMLXCRKEKQ4dGW9us-_lV6m-ZWxjY8ocr0AR8fJKOV2o9cqVOgGaTrXIkMWe9X6bm4Pp0-VNghyphenhyphenIQ/s320/Melanie2.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Oh the drama!!</p><p> </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177317865423737058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXWhqx2XAyxl5koDYTf5yGzyJIujTMWKtLUo3GrCrldpgaIonmHEp5sWNpCDcfI2FvePE283SPLxrc3S-R8soFOPQeir0KNURvFphIiVU9iRTSqZ-VSj3mXX2nT9YRtABjUOKgX5sLJ8/s320/Melanie.jpg" border="0" /></p></div></div><br />Ha ha! Caught you!!!!<br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>Then, finally, there's Sophie (Girlinazoo). She really doesn't mind her picture taken as bad as the others. Here are a couple pics:</p><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177320798886400242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdGXv1ck0NhjQHLHor7MC6U1hItCqx5Xh5kBDm5iqpK0FbJGDlV2MkorRtP9z4lUC_Oh_5cltfB70R8wCYmMjlaoB9re_XME8svG2Woy93JHYVkQUli5YVakwvxJmDrak09W8Tbh_I7U0/s320/The+Girls+table+Number+500000.jpg" border="0" /></p></div><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177322216225607938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSx9Q9iCj4qz5ag0d6dfHxSS2hbQlyPn-mNJ6fyVtodFwcWnBJl9b0D438RnE1TMl_uua34sXR7oRxHSGgigDSgzRxyp4STbuvgm3hGWYV2VH3d6_g-nceoCiUFmHfrKVwr5J89cCTryo/s320/The+Girl%27s+Table5000.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><p>At least she looks at the camera!</p><br /><br /><p>Well, that's the hidden sisters! Maybe, they will realize that getting their picts taken isn't as bad as they thought and they might let people take their pics more often (especially if they think someone might blog it!) </p>P.S. You might notice that I didn't include MY sister with the hidden sisters. That's because she LOVES to have her pic taken. (You might need to pray about that, Banana.)<br /><p>-Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-31444370207336509132008-03-11T07:14:00.000-07:002008-03-11T19:01:12.422-07:00My Vacation To Branson<div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Hello to all of the people reading this post!</div><br /><br /><div>As you know, I haven't posted in 12 days, but that's because I was on vacation, in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Branson</span>, MO. That's what this post is about; my vacation:</div><br /><div>First, of course, the drive to get there. It took a total of about 9 and a half hours...pretty boring! We actually had to stop at a hotel for a night, and then had to resume driving the next day. Here are couple pics of the drive there:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176493394911662082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiu0Bnnt7JEl06A6AHZ9UcGXipt_g6v_Li5rRuZ4iCDQhMSSqWV2aBVzTp3KyRXCS8LGpxwckkdHgDbYWRRERj0tbOZ4XRtUnV0AWvh_Ov7vVJTMfs8o0a2d2a-r1el5VzQWfAY4s6k_k/s320/St.+Louis+Arch+2.jpg" border="0" />This is the St. Louis Arch. It's taller than it looks from any angle.</div></div><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176495254632501266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUUhyphenhyphenNm3vQQwl384U7jZWVfMDXSWySCpbL7udgOrAD95K5V53OK9q54ISqc8MZRByIk8E03YbST5kafcjFUjvUbtgEAgJqIN4S6d1wqIY6fhi4DTiUNT4uw8t43MlOmuQUvBH6SZ8ZH5A/s320/Sad+Drew.jpg" border="0" /></p></div>This is a pic of Drew not liking being in the car for like 4 hours straight and with me playing Nintendo <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">DS</span> in the background. I was apparently very into the football game I was playing.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176496680561643554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKC9GENpWQHujfEISpzBUlIq0ImOqxFgpJ-1sGktvZ4I7L3OQrZ1KeJC3AqB1PZp-QTaCXsxlSrGILdjwWrWFwQkHtDT1IN4_MIS57KNgsu_UJ_FXjcSrXX0Yg38RsqdYXrD8DFI53lto/s320/The+Titanic.jpg" border="0" /> We FINALLY got there, and the first place we went was a Titanic museum, witch is just shaped as half of it, but there's a big box-looking thing behind it that they used to store everything in it.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176497827317911602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgviRlBFoPOiBevfl4SDJZnw2AuTJQxYYcnAM-AamJw_ZLdgyRpGVCg_A2dH0nHOpU-KNa1CADMsJhipv_5N7W815RrkmUP7O_Zzyej6erz6xeQb2tmQgVOWitBjgB7bv1Y6V-ZvBq0jpw/s320/Giant+Luke.jpg" border="0" /></div></div>I'm so tall that not even the biggest building in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Branson</span> can be tall enough to not let me lean on it...NOT!!!!!!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176499364916203586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW0PFuA26WSddCfLnBtFPyThOydCjYeE-nQkm8bKxRJF8KSqA-3pzndzrjFFOUYYC7jsTrtydBBnwD1QeKJ6cuLNCMulqy7aiJc-I_zg4ArVzy0vgvypZS4CBaRsE3fn91wpwr-_9e_lY/s320/Luke+Swimming.jpg" border="0" /></div>This is me swimming, well, more like standing in 3 feet water.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176500606161752146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwoCzK081w4Cejo4wZ2OcbAWBvVFwFc6XFlMtEtonupsX8afpjKNht2Ac8qlGa5V_xZwZY0C4qSmgJOsj9xqcmjzbH4cc_N9VUSBYmFPmvdQV8DyIZJNZnkX_4DDq7qomfekRgELngavQ/s320/Hannah's+Feet+in+Hot+Tub.jpg" border="0" /></div>This is Hannah with her feet in the hot tub. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176501456565276786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKxVHNWZ9ae08WNdVsH3suCQPuPoZPLwbQmgr7V-VTqrAD09wLTo073Uw_R2egNZuy8kgqQleCfMIDz-IndtJCW05Deg-PWd0NZDo20-MLogSi9e5kPJF1dwbvh51uO5vhrU5iimCHgxg/s320/Hannah+Sleeping.jpg" border="0" />Well, our vacation time passed and we had to go home, and this is what almost all of us did on the way back, except for me.<br /><br /><br /><p>Hope you enjoyed this post, and I'll be back to post on Thursday!</p><br /><p>Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-56529929954398766812008-02-28T16:54:00.000-08:002008-02-28T18:02:23.845-08:00Here's the Update...<span style="color:#000000;">Um, well, nothing really exciting is going on, so I'll just tell you the minor things that's been going on:</span><br /><br /><div><div><div><div>Well, firstly, my sister got her hair cut and highlighted blonde. I wonder if she'll act more "blonde" than she already did? Here is a pic of her new do:</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172205852545879042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs1Edt721oUjdtcZWYWNdVc6-Ofih_YyOlv-Qa_f8a2EPNg558lZKXAY987tLn5phTmbHJ9jPConO5n0EkI8qDv7rLlFzNB9EdN3IBwEKDgXddTDQZrHJMazSoQkEOGLiwPjas8cnOM9k/s320/Hannah's+New+Hair+Doo.jpg" border="0" />Her hair is going to be hard to get used to.</div></div><br /><br /><p>We also a got a new Nintendo DS. We only have one game called Nintendogs but it's pretty daggone fun! Here's a picture of the DS:</p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172206904812866578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvHQB0L2-0wPB1wNqgEO9WHL9FdmYy-LaPPPeDfOzJLZtrjBHTBzKL0lfhPuxSnHqu5QqE_sfQ1QLIpf1UtpJa08ScvuJNnD0Abv-fRx97jBQyT-pjT9JihBDqfLdi-bDfC-m4AVV9H8/s320/Our+DS.jpg" border="0" />I like the color which is flashy red (literally!).</div><br /><br /><p>And lastly, Drew has decided he wants to blog, here's the solid proof:<br /></p><p></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172208485360831522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyhQ5fRMimOYFg-ay9I4Bf-1E4_fsRMZPSf0wxVrv5RSbjXQ8cBQ0s41a6WjtENoC_nxCcS3oIQDC9C1yprpUb3eP6hIW6F3Zw7teqbZEtUZC-MK4DHDeA_KJr2VE2uQDMjxVwNcB2Ssw/s320/Drew+at+Computer!.jpg" width="320" border="0" /></p><br /><p>Isn't nice that almost all of the people in our family want or do blog?</p><p>Sorry, this was such a short post but, as I said before there's not much going on. </p><p>See ya!</p><p>--Luke A.</p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-86992238570911068252008-02-23T14:05:00.000-08:002008-02-25T13:32:21.252-08:005 things you probably didn't know about me<div><br /><div>I'm writing on a Monday again because my dad is going to take his computer with him to work tomorrow, and I want to post pics on this post so I'm writing on a Monday.</div><br /><br /><div>Anyway, here are some pics and 5 things you probably didn't know about me:</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170976890603801522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOARYQDgPYDQ8YqMhG6kckibjLEbnFuwI4ie6YJUvwGULnf-Xzt4C7bPvnm6nittHlhAdA6HWjSDyAjCayYSAjK-tSYSmJQDC4D2NUtCop6viJMnCOJcTfz8JZHEjwxKemOyIL3TiIzXc/s320/hannah+and+baby+luke.jpg" border="0" /> This is me at age 0 and Hannah at age 2. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170977766777129922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZiO8cyY8rYo2TY9vPLmZdL4-sNJfror65CBm8eXHV2JP5q30Z01syAPuweeEd5syOMRlMdQS5haFR8-BqpQWlCWBSwdpcav5IU1VrGgHBPptWoxM57nB53KOZJVpa79ykK8md5u4Nco/s320/Luke's+B-Day.JPG" border="0" /> <p>This is me on my 10th birthday, and of course with a colts cake.</p><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170978243518499794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjv_8OWavus4db8JdaCwYaKW34H-L5ZUQjuCtphpsK1QWnB3E8g6DuwkZ1M23ZVv1DVQwklw7xtdIgcQ67gPpFK8vqorWenYMGRxMmv0JTzcZ5qv7SUVM1AOmQaFccy6w_iUISncYPL0o/s320/Luke+the+football+player.jpg" border="0" /><br /></p>Here is me in a big football costume in California. Oh, and by the way, I'm NOT and Oakland Raiders fan.</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170979321555291106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_XPm2sR1lt-vBKAmiYw5CdsLwQnL3CgAjlt2-o59k63ccPdF3FURuuYnus94r6GUL1W_lM672DgT5UPTgm2v6venJN2EPWq2BnqYS1p3-5i2aVIRKWM9yRyCWIu9V7eLQXJt1vcoC4UQ/s320/Colts+Men.jpg" border="0" /><br />This is Me, Dad, and Drew, on my 11th birthday, getting ready to go to a Colts game, wich they won.<br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><div>1) I was born with a hole in my lung, and was expected to die, but God saved me.</div><br /><br /><div>2) I've had the flu about 8 times in my life.</div><br /><br /><div>3) I was unconscious for about 1.5 seconds because of playing "Red Rover". Don't ask how it happened, because its a long story.</div><br /><br /><div>4) I've never drank coke or pepsi (I have had 7 up and sprite before, but only 3 total times).</div><br /><br /><div>5) I wouldn't mind if I had to go a year without eating pizza.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Well, that's 5 things I hope you didn't already know about me, and I have to get off now.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>--Luke A.</div></div>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-64266612405235230182008-02-22T16:42:00.000-08:002008-03-12T06:07:50.098-07:00Injuries of the Injury KingWell, this post is dedicated to all the injuries that I can remember:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1) Once, when I was around 6 years old, I was learning to ride my bike without training wheels, and I was turning around and I fell off and hit my baby two-front-teeth and they chipped and I had to eat 2 Popsicles...but don't ask why, because I have no idea...but they tasted good!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2) This is not a timeline with my first to latest, so just remember that. Anyway, recently me and my sister were playing on our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wii</span>, and Hannah hit me just above the eye and I had to put a Kleenex over it to stop the bleeding. I still have the mark today! (barely)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />3) Now, Mrs. Y. and Mrs. W., some of these injuries have happened because of people related to you, so...I'm gonna SUE!! Just kidding. But anyway, once I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">lightsaber</span> fighting with Ethan, and the saber scratched my hand and it started bleeding, so I went inside and put some alcohol on it and I also still have the scratch today (barely again).<br /><br /><br /><br />4) Once again, Hannah hits me with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wii</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">controler</span>, but this time in the arm. this one wasn't so bad, but I can assure you that #2 hurt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">WAAAAY</span> more than this one.<br /><br /><br /><br />5) Once I was at a Chuck-E.-Cheese and I was going to find out how high this little mask would go and Melanie <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">thougt</span> I couldn't reach it and before I could say anything to get her to stop, she slammed it down one my left eye, which was the same eye that Hannah hit with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Wii</span> remote!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />6) Once, Me, Sam, and Seth were playing "keep away" with a football and it was loose so we all dove for it and Sam's arm flew back and and hit...my left eye.<br /><br /><br /><br />7) Again, Sam hits my LEFT eye! We were all just standing around and Sam was in front of me with a stick and he accidentally shifted it back into my left eye.<br /><br /><br /><p><br />8)And, today, while sledding on ice (again!) I flew down a hill and went into a ditch and cut my lip with ice (although it was mostly bleeding because they were chapped)!<br /></p><p> </p><p>9)And last and defiantly not least, once I was walking with my x-neighbor Adam, and I was chewing gum, and I bit part of my tongue off! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Boyinazoo</span> said that I had a big chunk of my tongue missing for a long time</p><br /><br /><br />Well, you've heard most of my injuries ( I can't think of any more that I've had ) and my sister keeps saying "Hurry up, Luke! Hurry up!" so I should go.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170192324632873890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59imWcn9L6mK-7IHhaIdzF1Hy0iJV5ipM8ojfa4hfUax4Ivl_s7hMeg9gygKjVoCu6WevKFlpsVLO16vlV-ieR-8LCB9nZRZRShcB6cdHj6TTMuG9OQ_WoDyAMS0-PWqiUWtCtvNrHJc/s320/IMAG0128.JPG" width="320" border="0" /><br />--Luke A.<br /><br />P.S. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">coluldn't</span> find any pics of me that looked like I was hurting, so I just put a pic of my favorite kitty, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Jaki</span>.Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244682037586091974.post-84600245323714801392008-02-18T12:34:00.000-08:002008-02-19T15:36:46.260-08:00My FamilyI'm writing on a Monday because: I have a friend coming over and I don't want to blog while he is here so that's why I'm blogging now ( Plus I have nothing to do while my mom and sister watch an aweful movie, "Pride and Prejeduce")<br /><br />So I'm going to make my first post about my family:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />First, there's my mom and dad, who, amazingly, were born on the same day, Jan. 17, just in different years. I mean, what are the chances of a boy and a girl who were born on the same day in different years grow up to marry? Here is a pic of them in california about 2-4 years ago:<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168512764786870946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgONAOX3OlU-ZHM6dSxnbcNzhZcPXU-Ikdy23-MfkX7CTZfAnmwd-43y5Q-i1bQ25q5TFcgoHyIXr6C5xFo6tQqeghK9wAH2P4mX9GV57BAI6DB441OLUoVyigFnbLhCKB-h2NupZw-iJ4/s320/Daddy+%26+Mommy+in+CA.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>Then, there's my older sister, Hannah, who has her own blog too, who sings about every hour that she's not asleep, and who has her clothes and hair do's in chronological order. But ultimatley, she's pretty nice...sometimes. I can't post a pic of Hannah because Dad took his laptop with him so I have to use my mom's old, worn out laptop which, for some reason will not let me post a pic of her! :( You can just go to her blog to see pics. It's <a href="http://www.hannah-indiana.blogspot.com/">http://www.hannah-indiana.blogspot.com/</a>.</p><p>Then, there's my little brother Drew, the worlds cutest baby ever. He already LOVES football and loves to wrestle and pull people's ears. I would show you a pic, but you know why I can't, so just remember that when you don't see anymore pics throughout the rest of this post.</p><p>Then, There's our Mamaw and Papaw on our Mom's side who live across the street from us. Papaw loves NCAA basketball and is one of Drew's favorite people. Mamaw loves the liftime channel on network TV no matter what kind of movie it is. Me and Hannah spend the night there every Saturday night and eat the world's best french toast every Sunday morning before we have house church and sometimes on Saturday mornings, too.</p><p>Then there's our Grandparents on my dad's side:</p><p>Papaw Bob and Sandy, who go to Florida every winter to escape the cold and make INCREDIBLE dinners. </p><p>And Granny Joe and Papaw Buddy, but I'm very sad to say that Papaw Buddy died in the summer of '05. But about Granny Joe; She has a dog named Buddy, and that dog is huge in every way! Once our family went over there and as soon as I was withins 100 feet from him, he charged at me and started biting me and it took 2 people to get him off of me. There's also this bar at Granny Joe's house that she uses to hang clothes on. All my cousins have been able to jump and swing on it but I never could jump high enough to reach it until about last year...now all I have to do is reach up ane grab a hold of it and swing. </p><p>Well, you've met my family and I should get off now.</p><p>Luke A.<br /></p>Luke R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05287498039188502107noreply@blogger.com14