6.13.2008

Happy Birthday, Jeff!


Jeff – from diapers to dungarees
You were a cowboy “at Heart”.
Boots & hat, holster & guns
Were the last to come off and the first things on.
And with the same abandonment from your childhood days
You greet and meet people, and they become your friends.

Jeff is the son of DiAnne & Glen. He is the consummate Master Dutch Oven chef - he can plan and execute any company, church, or family function; he loves to hunt, fish, and golf {generally PLAY}! He and Karen have two beautiful daughters, Shaylee and Kristen, and a son, Ryan who is serving a mission in Ohio. He is currently fulfilling his role as the patient Father of the Bride with replies to anything asked of him with ‘Don’t worry about it – Money’s not a problem’, ‘Whatever she wants’, and ‘Yes, Dear’!

When I asked Shay if she had any dirt on her Dad, she was more than happy to supply me with a couple of cute stories: Ha ha! funny you ask.....well today we went and finalized stuff at the reception center and photographer for my wedding. At the reception center he took Kristen up to the Brides room to show her while I was signing some papers and he got teary eyed for the second time! When we left the center, he had a warm fuzzy feeling. Ha, he's a little bit emotional when it comes to wedding plans!!
Another thing is, he's going to play softball with our ward tomorrow night and with it being Friday the 13th he's afraid something might happen...about 4 years ago he played softball with the ward and pulled both hamstrings...not a pretty sight for him but for us it was hysterical!!!! So GO JEFF in Softball tomorrow! Hmmm...tomorrow he is going fishing with Grandpa Glen bright and early, maybe playing golf too....other then that I think that's all the dirt I know. Basically all he does is work and hang out with my mom and me, since I don't have
anyone to hang out with.


Jeff is always a 'cut up' and I just love this photo of him – he kinda looks like a Ninja Buddha!


Happy Birthday Jeffy, and love...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

One cousin to another...Happy Birthday, Handsome. Bummer having your birthday on Friday the 13th, but then you were always unique, always special. Love you, Kid.