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Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Weekly Jude: Month Three



Jude is THREE months old! He mostly just wants a person to stare at and trade smiles with until he gets tired and needs a long winter's nap. He is so sweet when he gets to talking, especially when he gets all excited! He still kind of hates the carseat, so if you would pray for a miracle drive to Kansas, I would truly appreciate it.



Thursday, December 13, 2018

Santa Lucia VII


Happy St. Lucy's day! This year definitely had to be the easy route. We are running on empty with our darling boy coming two weeks into the school year and all that entails, as well as a week of school concerts and dance demonstrations on top of the normal hustle and bustle. Daniel grabbed two cans of orange rolls to reshape (they look like the traditional lussekatters, but definitely aren't, obviously). The girls bounced out of bed and brought the rolls in to Mlada's room. She didn't budge, even when we sang. ha! She was excited when she woke up about an hour later to see that her sisters had left her some rolls, and insisted that we light the candles and sing for each roll. Jude celebrated by getting a good stare down in with the tree lights.

St. Lucy, pray for us!




Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Weekly Jude: Month Two


Jude turned two months old on Sunday! (He is 9 weeks today.) He is a darling, smiley, wonderfully snuggly little guy, and he is adored by all of us. He hit 10 lbs and 23.2 inches in time for his 2 month checkup, so while he seems like he's had a growth spurt in the past couple of weeks in adding some sweet chub, he's still following his look-a-like's footsteps size-wise. He had his first two plane rides this past week, hates car seats more than ever, and has started to sleep occasionally on his own. There is probably more to write, but he is also a hungry little fella right now, so I'm pushing publish before I forget!

Friday, November 16, 2018

Rest in Peace, John Ward

The below is the text of my grandfather's obituary as written by my dad. He will be buried today.




John Morris Ward, formerly of rural Papillion, passed away in Mesa, Arizona on October 24, 2018 at the age of 94. Funeral services will be held at Trinity Lutheran Church, Papillion, on November 16 at 10 a.m.. Interment will be at Fairview Cemetery. American Legion Post 32 will provide military honors. A Celebration of Life will be conducted later in Mesa at Carriage Manor Retirement Park in January.
He was born to John M. and Mildred Holman Ward on December 13, 1923 on a farm near Gordon, Nebraska. The family moved to a farm northwest of Springfield, Nebraska in 1925. Two years later, they moved to the Clarke place (the Big House) one mile south of Papillion.

He graduated from Papillion High School in 1941. After attending Omaha University, he was drafted into the U.S. Army in late 1942. He served more than three years in the Army Signal Corps, the last year on Okinawa.
Returning home in 1946, he resumed college before deciding to farm and feed cattle with his father. He married Bernice Timme on June 22, 1947, and they started out in a house (the Little House) that had no water or electricity. To this union were born three daughters, Pamela, Bonnie, and JoAnn. In 1959 the Ward family moved to the Big House. In 1963 John’s father built a cabin on Lake Ojibway near Nevis, Minnesota where they spent many happy summers.

Shortly after moving to a new home on Platteview Road, his wife, Bernice, passed away in 1973. On October 4, 1974, John married Lucille Hanes Buesing. Lucille passed away in 2001.

John was active in the local community, serving 27 years on both the County Fair Board and the State Fair Board. He served on the Papillion School Board and Educational Service Unit #3 as well as in many other organizations. He was a member and past commander of American Legion Post 32 and the Veterans of Foreign Wars (VFW) #9675. In 1991 he was named a Distinguished Graduate of Papillion-LaVista Public Schools.

In his later years, John lived in Mesa where he served on the retirement park’s architectural board and played washboard in the kitchen band. Deteriorating health forced John to move to Mariposa Point of Mesa, an assisted living facility, in the summer of 2018. His family is grateful to the staff of Mariposa Point and Family Comfort Palliative/Hospice Care for their loving attention to John in his final months.

John was preceded in death by his parents, John and Mildred Ward, his first wife Bernice, his second wife Lucille, his brother Bob, and his companion, Helen Mae Darrah.

He leaves to mourn his passing his three daughters: Pamela (Bob) Voboril, Bonnie (Virgil Wayne) Mink, and JoAnn (Mark) Rumley; his step-son Ron (Bobby) Buesing, and his sister-in-law Mary June Ward; 13 grandchildren: Amanda Dalton, Joe Mann, Mike Mann, Eve Mitchell, Mlada Hill, Kathleen Z. Lewis, Tom Voboril, Alzbeta Volk, Jakub Voboril, Matej Voboril, Rick Buesing, Steve Buesing, and Craig Buesing; 34 great-grandchildren, and numerous nieces, nephews, and friends.

John Ward was an unforgettable character. He was a successful farmer, a proud veteran, a caring husband, and a storyteller who made friends easily. He was a lifelong Christian, and he and Bernice were charter members of Beautiful Savior Lutheran Church. Perhaps due to his short stature, he could be cantankerous, but he also raised his three daughters to be strong and independent like him.

John enjoyed traveling, exploring, fishing, mischief, a great steak and a good stiff drink, but he enjoyed people most of all. A member of the Greatest Generation, John knew the difference between making a living and making a life, and he left his mark on the communities where he lived and on his family and friends whom he loved. Rest in peace, John.

Thursday, November 15, 2018

Quotables #9

C: The good kind of ghosts are raccoon ghosts.

 C: I'm going to get a bite of guac before I go potty to get my hands dirty.

 C: I love you daddy.
 D: I love you too! You're a very good girl.
 C: And you're kind of mean sometimes.

 C: If I had a measuring tape, I would use it to measure my love for you.

C: My neck keeps growling.

 C: I saw the pancakes and I sniffed out the bacon.

 C: You know what I like about my mom?
What?
 C: The whipped cream!

Want to sleep?
 M: “Maybe tomorrow.

 M: I’m not upSET. I’m fusterated!

 C: " wonder where the spider is going… Maybe Africa? Maybe the library!

M: I wish a bird could eat my tongue.

 C: Mommy, if you die, I hope Daddy marries me. (cue explanation on why that can't happen) Okay, then, I’ll find a fancy man, because I’m fancy.

 C: Anni, will you be sleeping beauty?
 A: No, my finger hurts too much to prick it on a spinning wheel.

 M: I’ll be safe, I won’t stab my sister anymore!





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