Changes

I've had a lot on my mind lately and I wanted to take a minute to blog about some of them. My thoughts are continually on Roger as his body is beginning to have complications from his diabetes. He's dealt with it now for 46 years and up to this point has actually done really well. He's always been such a model patient according to all of his doctors. He still is..but he's now having a real hard time trying to control his blood sugars and we just found out he's having some major kidney issues.
6 weeks ago he went in for his routine kidney check up with Dr. Stephanz. He goes once a year and has his blood drawn to see what his BUN and Creatnine is. He got the results and the doctor wasn't happy at all. In fact he said there must be a fluke in the test. Lets repeat it in a month. So he did and the results were even worse than the month before.
Roger and I went to see Dr. Stephanz last week and he's quite concerned. He said that Roger's kidneys are functioning about 27%-35% and is in stage 4 of 5 kidney failure. He said if he had a crystal ball he would guess within the next 1.5 to 2 years he will have a kidney transplant or be on dialysis.
The thing is we always knew this day would eventually come but not at the age of 55. You're never prepared for that kind of news.
I'm trying to be positive since I know that kind of attitude helps you survive anything and keeps you out of the dumps. But I have to admit that I'm scared. I'm sad. I hate seeing him vomiting almost every day because of the nausea. I hate seeing him so tired. He will usually start out having a great day then the nausea starts in and he's done for the rest of the day. His blood sugars have been so out of control. Highs for days then lows forever.
I wish I could take it all away for him. But he's been given this challenge and I pray that God will allow us to learn something from it. I know it's brought us so close. Life hands us some real curves sometimes but it keeps us praying and having faith that we'll get through this. I'm so thankful for Roger and for his desire to keep his self healthy. I'm grateful for his love for life and for his family. I know many people are praying for him and putting his name in the temples. He's my rock and I pray I can be his.

Thanksgiving 2012

Thanksgiving Day is a day of thanks. I'd like to think of every day as giving thanks but I'm grateful we have a day set aside to ponder all of our blessings and to remember our pilgrims and others who have gone on before us. Thanksgiving was always a fun day for me growing up. Mom always made such a delicious meal. Her dressing was to die for! She'd add lots of different things in it. Apples, cranberries, walnuts etc. The tradition for dad was to eat his dinner and hurry back to the TV to watch some football games. Uncle Sterling always came and ate with us too. Occasionally, my brother Jim would join us. 

I'm so thankful for my blessings. My family is always at the top of my list. I can't imagine life without them. From Roger to my children, my grandchildren, my siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles etc. Life is grand. I have so many fun memories with all of them. I'm so grateful for my parents who gave so much to me. They worked hard in their life and sacrificed a lot. I'm grateful for the gospel and for all the good things it brings to us. I'm grateful for my testimony of the gospel, grateful for my job, home, friends. My list could go on forever.

Thanksgiving dinner was held at Lola and Ron's place this year. We had a total of 46 people in attendance and we had so much fun. The food was delicious and the company was awesome.

Julie, Shana, Brea and me with Presley and Hadley. I love the Liston girls

Jake, Shana and Julie enjoying the food and talking

Brea and Brendon were at the table with Rog and me.

Oh Daxton. He's such a ham. 

The place settings were gorgeous. They had done so much work to make everything so special for us.

Eric and Alecia and two of their kids

Gentry enjoying her Thanksgiving food. I wonder what she's thankful for?

Heading to San Antonio on Dec. 4th, 2012

In 2 days I'll be heading to San Antonio, Texas to take care of Colby and Addie. Kori and Troy left today for a cruise that Troy had won last summer. The kids are staying with a friend there that lives in their ward. She has grandkids too and they knew they could trust her to take care of the kids for a couple of days until I could get there on Tues.
I've put lots of time and money in preparation for this little trip. (1 week) I'm taking the traditional Christmas cookie party to Colby and Addie since they won't be here to join us.
So I've bought all the stuff I need for that. I've also bought all the stuff to make a Christmas craft each day I'm there. We're going to make gumdrop trees. Reindeers, reindeer candy canes, etc. I've bought them each a pair of Christmas socks to wear, ornaments to make for their tree. We're going to have so much fun.

The thing that makes this even better is the kids are so excited for me to get there. Kori made a chain out of construction paper that they tear one off for each day before I get there so they can see how close it is. They took a picture of Colby with the biggest, dimple smile and he's holding a Christmas Tree cookie cutter. It makes my heart so happy to see how excited they are.
I'm flying out Dec. 4th at 9:20am and I stop in Denver, Co. then off to San Antonio. The lady in their ward taking care of the kids right now will pick me up at the airport and take me back to Troys place. I hope I make my flights ok and I'll be able to find my way around the city.
I'll post some pictures when I get back from my fun trip.

Roger My Honey Love

This past month Roger had his kidney doctor appointment and before he goes he has to have his labs drawn to see his kidney function levels etc.
Up until now his doctor has been very pleased with how he's done and has told Roger how blessed he's been to have his kidneys still functioning as good as they have been. His results this last time weren't quite as good. In fact they've made a drastic change in the past year. For what reason, we have no idea. He is going to have his tests run again this week to see if there is any change. I'm not sure what he'll do about it. He might just have him be seen in 6 months rather than a year. Maybe there's medication they can put him on to slow the damage down. I'm not quite sure. He did tell him he's in stage 3 of 5 stages of kidney failure.
That's such a scary thought. I know how worried Roger is and how much he has dreaded this day because he knew it would eventually come. He was hoping it wouldn't be at the age of 55.
Our family had a fast for him last week and I pray through our fasting, prayers and faith that he'll be able to go longer without having dialysis or a kidney transplant.
I try so hard to try to be positive. I want him to also. No sense in worrying and stewing about it right now if we are still years away. But I know he is so worried.

He's my rock! I'm not sure how he has gotten through all of his health trials so far but he has. I pray that God will continue to bless him and allow him to do the things he dreams of doing. I love you honey and I"m always here for you. We're in this together. Just like in our marriage vows..."In sickness and in health."

San Antonio Here We Come

It's with great saddness that we're moving Troy and Kori and kids to San Antonio, Texas. They broke the news to us in September and Roger and I just looked at each other and started to cry. We were in a restaurant too. But they reassured us that they had fasted and prayed about their decision and felt like it was what they needed to do. Before they left we cherished every second we had with them and especially the kids. We've been so blessed to have all our kids close by so this was going to be quite the adjustment. My prayers are with them day and night as they follow their dream. Troy will be selling Alarms year round and I pray that God will bless them in this adventure.

Addie's loving the new pool

Just a few sights that we visited once we finally arrived there. It took us 26 hours of driving but we finally made it. Here we're at the Alamo. It's such a sacred place to visit. You couldn't wear hats, your phones had to be turned off. And only whispers. . 

We ate at so many good places. This one is Rudy's. Their sign said "The Worst BBQ In The World" But we had heard othewise. 

I think Colby was most excited about the beautiful pool area to swim in. The water was quite cold but it didn't stop him.

We ate at this really delicious fish restaurant. It was so awesome and so expensive . lol 

Here's the San Antonio Temple that Troy and Kori live by. What a beautiful sight.

Rog and I drove down to the River Walk. It was lots of fun until we were ready go home and couldn't find our car. It took us 1.5 hours to find it. That was NOT a good experience. lol

We went down to the River Walk and took a ride in a horse and buggy that took us around the town.

While we were there it was Halloween so we got to share in the fun of decorating pumpkins and trick or treating

This is their new place. It's really nice and the area is so beautiful. 

River Walk

Such a cute family. I'm so glad we got to share this fun time with them.

One of the beautiful buildings and churches downtown

Adalines 3rd Birthday

This beautiful little stinker turned 3 yrs old on Sept. 9th. She has such an easy birthday to remember since she was born on 09-09-09. Adaline or Ads or Addie, is such an adorable 3 yr old. She's learned to talk at such an early age. She potty trained easy and she's growing up to be such a beautiful young lady. Grandma loves to snuggle her and read her stories. Addie loves her dollies, her stuffed animals and her silkies and she also loves to fish. Which makes her grandma happy. Addie loves playing with her brother Colby. In fact they're pretty much inseparable. I sure love you sweetheart!

A Parents Love Never Ceases

I've had so many different emotions regarding my children lately. I titled this blog  A Parents Love Never Ceases because no matter how old they get we still care about what's going on in their lives. We pray for them that they'll be healthy, strong, and blessed with those things that they stand in need of. We want them to know that we're always there for them.
I know that I did things as a parent that I wish I could take back. I wasn't a perfect parent that's for sure. There are many things I would have done different but time has been lost now.
I guess I thought as my children grew up that they would begin to value mine and Rogers advice or at least ask us for our input. They certainly wouldn't have to take our advice. Roger and I don't have a college degree but we've been through life a lot more than our kids have.
We have to face the fact that our children are grown and have their own lives. They make their own decisions and we all have to live and learn. Sometimes there are hard knocks and other times there are victories.
I just think it's funny that when they ask for our advice and it's not what they want to hear, they go to their friends and if they tell them the same thing then it's the friends who get the credit. Crazy but true. It's ok..I'm just venting.
Just as an example, my kids will have a concern with one of their kids regarding a medical question and will ask me to ask our doctors opinion. I ask our doctor and they give their answer but then they turn around and tell me that it's not what the Internet said. Lol...So the next time that happens I'm just going to tell them to go look it up on the Internet.
I feel like I'm constantly being demeaned as a parent. I wish I could feel better about myself in the areas of parenting but my self esteem is horrible. Some day I'd like to have my kids proud of me for something.
My husband, kids and grand kids are my life. I'd give my own for them. I'm rambling at this point so I'll end this excerpt..

Bryce Canyon Trip/Anniversary Trip

Married 35 years. Who would have thought?

Well, here we are celebrating 35 years of marriage on August 1st. Married when I was 18 and Rog 20. We're now 53 and 55. I'm so blessed to be married to this wonderful man. What an awesome husband, father, grandfather and friend he is.
It's crazy to look back and think of all the things we've been through together. In our marriage vows we both said "In sickness and health, in good times and in bad" and trust me we've had our share of those times. But we're here to say that we've made it. We stuck it through and I'm so thankful we have. I don't know what I'd do without him. He's my rock! He has such a big heart and full of unconditional love for me.
I pray that God will grant us the good health and continued happiness to share many more years together.
I love you honey!

Happy 11th Birthday Brayden

Brayden just got done playing a baseball game. We came out to watch him play and give him his presents.

I'm so proud of him and so blessed to have him in my life. I remind him often of how important it is for him to be a good example to his smaller cousins. We sure love going and watching his sports. He's so into baseball now and is such a good ball player. He plays 1st base and pitches. 

It's hard to believe our oldest grandson is 11 years old. June 7th. He's trying on the clothes we bought him that ended up being too small.

This picture was taken at his basketball game. Grandpa was giving him some advice. Look what a fine young man he's growing up to be.

4th of July

It's 5:10am. Happy 4th of July. I'm sure I've written a post about this before but this holiday always has a downside for me.
On this day 31 years ago mom took a turn for the worse. She slipped into a coma and never came out. Slowly her body started to shut down. The hospice nurse told us everything that was going to happen to her such as her kidneys shutting down, she started having the labored breathing etc. I remember so vividly all of her siblings coming over to say goodbye. Each one leaving her room in tears, knowing that was the last time they would see her alive.
On July 6th, 1981 we lost our beautiful mother. I remember wondering what I was going to do without her. How could my life go on without her to call, go shopping with, go to lunch with etc. ?
I know I was robbed of her at such a young age and so were my children.
So on this 4th I'm working a 12 hour shift with no other holiday plans. I will miss having our kids over or going to the Stadium of Fire and feel bad that Rog is by his self. But it is what it is.
I'm so thankful for our freedoms in this beautiful country. I'm thankful for our men and women who serve us by protecting us.
Happy 4th of July.

Tapping One Tap At A Time

I wanted to take a picture of my tap shoes. And show that they really do get used. I took up tap one year ago this month and I haven't looked back. I've found something that I really enjoy doing. There are many days when I've come home from a 12 hour work day and I'm so darned tired. I'll lay on the sofa and wish I could just veg. there the rest of the night. But then I drag myself off and grab my tap shoes and off I go to my class. We laugh and laugh so hard at some of the things we say and do that after it's all said and done I'm so glad that I went. We've learned so much this past year and I'm loving it. 

I took tap when I was a young girl. Maybe 10 or so. I even remember the name of the song we did a dance to. "We don't like boys, they always pull our hair". I remember the outfits we wore etc. I never picked up another pair of tap shoes until last summer when I got a flyer on my doorstep about a lady that's starting to give tap lessons. I knew the instant I saw that that I wanted to take. So I got my best friend Lora and my daughterinlaw Kristi to take with me and we've had so much fun. It's only $25.00 a month for a 1 hour lesson each week. The time goes by so fast when you're having fun. 

We had our tap recital on June 2nd, 2012 at the Pleasant Grove Jr. High School.  We did 3 dances. One to Jailhouse Rock, Sams Song and another short dance with the other classes. I had some family members come. Rog, Kayleen, Kay, Cyndee, Presley, Jared and the girls. I'm so excited to continue to learn more and more and get better and better. Who would have thought I'd be tap dancing at my age which is 53 this month.

2012 Race for A Cure Susan G Komen Race

This year meant more to me than any other years that we've participated in this 5k race. The reason being is we had more people participating than we usually have. I was so proud to have Jared and Kristi join us. I know mom would be so proud to see her grandson and his wife running in her honor. As it turned out Jared didn't know he had a broken foot and ended up not being able to run because of all the pain he had. But he did walk 3.2 miles on it. He ended up going to the emergency room afterwards and had it xrayed and that was the result. He's one tough cookie that's for sure.

Here is Jared and Cyndee walking with their signs on their back. A picture of mom when she was so alive and vibrant. I couldn't be prouder to know she was with us in spririt.

Here is Cyndee, Joe, Kay and Kristi. Kay never exercises but the week before the race he had started to walk and had gotten up to 2 miles. He got him some walking shoes and had a desire to join us. How awesome is that for a 72 year old man.  What a good sport he was.

It's so fun to dress up in our pink. I found this tutu in the grandkids dress up clothes and decided I'd put it on my head. What the heck...it fit the cause. I'm so grateful for Roger who year after year has supported us by walking along even though his health isn't always the best.

Would you believe Adam flew in from Chicago to join us? Another of moms grandsons. I'm sure she was smiling down from heaven. He ran the race and was so looking forward to running with Jared.

I also found this boa in the kids dress ups so Jared wanted to wear it. I bought pink headbands for us too. Jared's lost like 20 lbs. and has been running for several months now. That's how he fractured his foot I guess. He has a stress fracture in it.

Here's our whole gang. Karen Cordner, moms friends daughter, Roger, Jared, Kristi, Kayleen, Adam, Joe, Cyndee, me and two of Kayleens friends from her ward. All for finding a cure for breast cancer and in memory of Donnette Lee.

Rog, Kristi, Kay and Cyndee before the race.

Like I said before, I"m so proud that Jared and Kristi took time out of their busy schedule to come and do this with us. I've wanted my kids to join us on the other years so this was extra special. 

Oh boy, quite the getup but fun to be a part of this great cause. I love the shirts Kayleen bought us sisters for our birthdays last year. It says "My Mom Was So Brave, God Made Her An Angel" And how true is that? Here's to many more years of walking and running in this race. God bless you mom. We love and miss you.

Presley turns 3

It's hard to believe this beautiful young lady is now officially 3 years old. 

She loved the presents she got from Grandma and Papa. We got her the cutest apron that says "Little Drama Queen". We also got her some clothes for summer, a purse with lipsticks and barretts in it, and we took her to Color Me Mine. A place where she got to paint her own pottery pieces. 

Grandma loves her sweetheart so much. She's got such beautiful hair, she talks up a storm, she loves animals, and her dollies. 

Here she is painting her beautiful pieces of pottery. She chose to paint a plate and cup so that she can drink out of it.
After we went there we all went to lunch and had pizza. It sure was fun getting to celebrate her birthday even though it was a few days early. What a beautiful young lady she is. I can't wait for her to want to sleep over with us. Right now she thinks her mama and daddy would be sad and so she can't leave them. Happy 3rd Birthday Presley!

2nd Article for Freedom Home Health

Diary of A Diabetic's Wife: Caregiving

Over the years of seeing Roger live with diabetes has brought about many feelings from my point of view. One is being the caregiver.

Years ago I didn't think as much about it but now that we're older and I'm seeing the difference in his health I worry about what the future holds. Is he going to live to a ripe old age without all the complications of diabetes? Is he going to drop dead from a low blood sugar reaction and me not being there to help him? Is he going to go blind? Is he going to have to be on dialysis? Am I going to be a widow at a young age? Are we going to be able to do the things we always dreamed of doing in our retirement?

When we were young and still having children I had always wanted 4 but the thought continually came to my mind that I didn't want to be left a widow with 4 children if something happened to Roger. So we decided 3 kids was a good number. These types of thoughts plus many more are what goes through the mind of a spouse with diabetes. Are they normal? I'd say yes. I've talked with other spouses who have told me the same things. The worry never ends.

I guess we just take one day at a time. Nobody knows what God has in store for us. All we can do is have faith that all will be well.

How do I deal with these feelings? These thoughts? Well, first of all pray. I pray for patience, understanding, love. I want to be sympathetic to all his ailments.

Over the years, I learned how to draw up his insulin when he used to have shots. I've learned what I need to do in an emergency with low blood sugars, I've learned the signs of his low blood sugars such as confusion, personality change, his nausea, etc. The only thing I haven't taken the time to learn is his insulin pump. I know it's something I need to learn how to use since I'm his caregiver.
Needless to say, I am glad I've been blessed with a husband who sincerely cares about his health and does everything he can to try to be healthy. I know he worries what the future holds for him but he's doing everything in his power to prolong the inevitable.

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Writing Entries For Gena's Freedom Health Blog

My niece Gena Berteleson has asked me to do some articles on her Freedom Home Health blog site relating to being the spouse of a diabetic. I hesitated at first because first of all I'm not a writer of any kind and also I have a terrible memory about remembering things but I'm going to try. When I write an article I'll try to remember to post them to my own blog. On her blog she has a picture of Roger and I but I'm at work writing this blog so I don't have access to one. Keep in mind these thoughts are only mine and not any one elses.

Diary Of A Diabetics Wife...By Chris Pyne
This is the first entry into our new bi-weekly feature by Chris Pyne. Please visit her support group at Diabetes Support Group for Spouses for ongoing dialogue and support.
Roger and I were married 34 years ago. I met my sweetheart when I was 15 years old and I was married to him at the age of 18. I remember when I met him, someone had told me he was a diabetic and so I asked him if he was and he said "no, that's my brother." Basically, he was in denial. He was diagnosed at the age of 9 with the disease. All I knew about diabetes at that point was that he had one shot a day.
Shortly after we were married I had a very rude awakening to the life of being a spouse of a diabetic. He had come home from work one day and told me how hungry he was. Well, not knowing the significance of his disease, I told him that I would get him something to eat in a little bit. In the meantime he was in the kitchen trying to find something to eat but was having an insulin reaction where his blood sugar bottomed out. Next thing I knew he was on the floor having a seizure. Thus, began my life now with my diabetic husband.
After that experience my life changed. The sleepless nights of awakening every time Roger would wake up to check his blood sugars, worrying every time we went someplace when we hadn't come prepared for an emergency, the continual doctor appointments such as his family doctor, kidney doctor, diabetic doctor, cardiologist etc., worrying that my children would become diabetic, when he would become ill with the flu. It never ended. Diabetes ran our lives.
During our 34 years of marriage I've had to call the paramedics multiple times. He's been hospitalized many times for diabetes related problems. I remember one incident where he had accidentally given himself the wrong insulin. He was in a panic and I went into panic mode with him. I had to help him counteract his insulin mistake by making him eat and eat lots of carbohydrates. He would get so sick of all the food that he would almost vomit it up. Thus, another trip to the emergency room.
Many times, I've been awakened out of a dead sleep with a feeling that something was wrong. Roger wouldn't be beside me in bed so I would go find him and he'd be having an insulin reaction where if I hadn't of gotten up he would have had a seizure. My adrenaline would go from this dead sleep to a rush of panic within seconds. I would get physically sick after the incident was all over. Each time this happened I was so grateful that I had been inspired to wake up and be able to help him.
About 5 years ago Roger got on an insulin pump which has helped him a lot. I've been so proud of him for the way he has done his best to be healthy. His doctors have called him their model patient because he cares so much about trying to keep his diabetes in control. In spite of taking care of his self, the disease takes control and begins to wreak havoc on the body. I've been his support through many, many surgeries. Being the worst was watching him go through open heart surgery at the age of 53. Then 6 months later, back surgery.
Many times I've wished for someone who I could talk to that could relate to what it's like being the spouse. Someone to share experiences with . I wouldn't trade any of it though because I love my sweetheart and I'm so grateful I can be here to help him. He is my rock and my hero.

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ScubadiverApril 27, 2012 8:19 AM

Chris you are amazing.. Wow!



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DebbieApril 27, 2012 11:29 PM

Chris,

I had no idea you 2 have been through so much with this awful diseas;Roger has always looked like the picture of health! I knew he was a diabetic, but never realized what life is like for them and their spouses. Bless your hearts, as our mom's would say!

I'm constantly reminding Dix that he needs to eat better and exercise more, as we are both borderline, but maybe I need to read him this blog and let him hear for himself. Thanks for your willingness to share. Love you Cuz! Debbie



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Stressful Week

Geez, here it is another week before Mothers Day. My emotions are on a roller coaster. It seems like this week will never get better. Year after year it's the same thing. I'm glad my family understands.
Maybe it also has to do with the fact that we're all walking in the Susan G. Komen race for the cure the day before mothers day. We walk in moms honor and her spirit is truly with us the whole time. I feel her everywhere that day. I know she would be so proud.
This past week I've been feeling like such a failure at being a mom. I find myself thinking of so many things I wish I would have done or not done. Feelings that just gnaw at me day in and day out. Sometimes I"m reminded by my children of the way I am and to them it's not good. So it just sets me back another step in the way I feel about myself. It's quite a shame when you can't ask your kids if they had a good week without a response of "why do you ask me that all the time?" Quite a shame..oh well. I've been told before to mind my own business. Guess I never learn. I'm reminded about my bad memory too. I'm on medication that has a side effect of memory loss and I have to remind my kids to have patience with me.
I'm dealing with Rogers health issues, changes in my work schedule again, the IRS saying we owe them more money. Seems like it never ends. I think I just bottle it all up and try so hard not to let it all bother me but inside it is. I worry so much about Roger. I pray so hard for him each day that he'll be able to handle the cards he's been dealt in this life. I worry that I'll die before him and he won't have anyone to take care of him.Then I worry about him dying before me and me being alone. He does so much for me and I don't know what I would do without him. He's quite the handyman around our house, he's the gardener, laundry man, car fixer etc.
I pray that Heavenly Father will always be aware of our needs and bless me with the things that I really do stand in need of. I've turned to him so much lately that I'm sure he's sick of hearing from me. But I'll just trudge on with these feelings and hope that next week is a better week.

Roger, My Hero

I hate Diabetes with a passion. The disease is on a rampage and more and more people young and old are being diagnosed. Roger has had it since he was 9 years of age. I look at my cute grandchildren and can't imagine them having to deal with what goes along with diabetes.

Each day I see him try so hard to deal with it. Lately he has had such a hard time keeping his blood sugars in control. One day he's in the 500's then the next it's 33. I worry so much when I'm at work or away. If I happen to call him and he doesn't answer his phone then I'm thinking the worst such as he's lost consciousness. There have been times when I've called a neighbor to go and check on him but he's been ok. I go to bed at night and always ask him what his blood sugar is and if he got a snack. Some of his worst lows have been in the middle of the night. So I go from this deep sleep to my adrenaline running high to try and help him get something in him to eat.

I am grateful that he tries so hard to do his best. He has so much to live for and he knows it. But I know how down he gets about all the health issues he deals with. I'm so grateful that we can still do things together and pray that he will always be able to do so.

Our kids have no clue what he has to deal with each day. I wish they would appreciate him just for that fact. He's such a hard worker and a wonderful husband and father and grandfather. He's my hero.

Happy 3rd Birthday Easton

This little tiger turned 3 on March 30th. What a funny, funny kid he is. He's quite the character and has a mind of his own. Sometimes he can be a little meanie lol. But he has to hold his own since he has 2 sisters.
I think he loved his presents he was opening lol. We sure love this young man and glad he had a nice birthday. He's growing so fast and learning so much. He is really into hunting like his daddy is. They lay together on their bed in their cammo shirts and play guns and watch a hunting show together. He even uses his fake gun to shoot the deer on the t.v.

What a doll! Happy 3rd birthday Super Tucker Pyne!!