This is me at age 0 and Hannah at age 2.
This is me on my 10th birthday, and of course with a colts cake.


This is Me, Dad, and Drew, on my 11th birthday, getting ready to go to a Colts game, wich they won.
This is me at age 0 and Hannah at age 2.
This is me on my 10th birthday, and of course with a colts cake.


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)!
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! Boyinazoo said that I had a big chunk of my tongue missing for a long time
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 http://www.hannah-indiana.blogspot.com/.
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.
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.
Then there's our Grandparents on my dad's side:
Papaw Bob and Sandy, who go to Florida every winter to escape the cold and make INCREDIBLE dinners.
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.
Well, you've met my family and I should get off now.
Luke A.