Gobble Gobble

As tradition has it our Thanksgiving followed a close script. Wednesday night we got to Columbus and were greeted with bowls of hot gumbo, thanks Kath. The cousins all slept in the basement and in the morning a crew went off the run the Flying Feather Four Miler. We followed the run with a session of ice skating with the extended family, then back home for turkey frying and drinks in the garage- just like the pilgrims, classy! It was a really fun day.

Play like the wind, George

George had his recital today. He played in it with two other boys. It was so cool to hear these young people make such beautiful sounds!!

Owen is 11

Owen turned 11 in the 18th. I can't believe that it has been 11 years since he first looked at us with his big blue eyes. Owen wanted gnocci for his birthday dinner and a Dutch baby for dessert, no, a Dutch baby is not a person, it is a puffy eggy pancake. For his birthday Owen recieved all the gifts he has been longing for.

Ohio Domican Panther Fans Celebrate

Saturday the fans came out to cheer on the underdog Ohio Dominican Panthers against the University of Indianapolis Greyhounds. We had a crew in from all over: Columbus, Indianapolis even Crown Point. As we cheered with all our might we couldn't lead the team to victory, but we had fun trying. Even though the the weather did not agree and the Panthers were not triumphant we succeeded in having a winning tailgate party!



Behold the grilled bologna sandwich




Ann and Patrick consider the Sandwich





Aunt Elayne brought fried chicken



Kath and Randy man the grill

More Kamping

Every year it is more or less the same. Perfect!

We start of with announcing the team names- mollusks of Iowa: the Wartybacks, the Fatmuckets, the Monkeyfaces and the Lilliputs to name a few. Then we announce the teams followed by the national anthem on Larry's trumpet, the singing of the Iowa state song with kazoo accompaniment and then the invocation. Next is the always exciting ceremonial first pitch delivered by Grandma Bub herself. She really brought the pepper this year, she knocked Rick right over with the pitch. Then the games begin, alas, winning was not in my future. Perhaps I need to bribe the commissioner.

Kamp Krieger

We had a great time at Kamp Krieger this year. There where a whole lot of Kriegers that spent the weekend talking, eating, laughing and playing wiffle ball. George's team the Monkey Faces won the wiffleball touney. I think everyone had a great time.

Not Quite Scary

The Halloween time warp transported us back to the early 70s. We were quite a group.
Rick was outfitted in full-on polyester, Owen in the fabric of the people (corduroy) and George rocked the skinny stripped pants and black turtleneck. He also grew a mustache and I did not dress up.

Happenings around the house

The boys are studying algebra




Beck's books from the library, just a little light reading




Cooking pancakes Saturday morning













Grandma's sweet rolls made by Rick




















George getting ready for the recital, and yes we do have heat in our home!

Getting Ready

It was a perfect fall night to carve the pumpkins