Hey Sports junkies, I know it's been awhile. You didn't expect to hear from me until Landon's (Drew to the rest of the world) regular basketball season starts later this fall. But there's stuff you gotta hear, and I know you've been waiting impatiently for an update about our favorite basketball player.
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| Landon, showing off his pearly whites, 2016... |
For my Mom, it was a no brainer. Her mother, my grandma Coba Berghuis Wanningen, died when Mom and her twin brother were just a few days old. Maternal and paternal grands duked it out because their dad wasn't interested in raising them. Finally conceded paternal grands would do the bulk of rearing the newborns. But the maternals had a big part in doing their fair share with the twins throughout their young lives too. Mom idolized both sets of grandparents, didn't see much of her father, my grandpa Lakey. He was bitter about losing his young, beautiful wife.
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| Floyd and Florence Wanningen, 1927... |
I think most families have at least a couple. One of ours was unintentional and started a few years after Hubs and I eloped. We were in the midst of learning the ropes as parents to our adorable firstborn, Shannon. Neither John or I recognized the frequency of these strange phenomenons right away. Wasn't exactly funny ha-ha, especially if your name was John. At the same time, if you were into dark humor, or goosebumply happenings, it was strangely humorous. No matter how many times we moved while the kids were around, these "incidents" followed us until all the kids flew the coop.
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| 1976, Joshua appears to not know daddy because Shannon is wearing his glasses... |
