Tis the season! I’m a little bit surprised I got Christmas cards out on time. It took a lot of bribing and begging to get the kids to “dress up” also-known-as “getting out of your Jammies”. This year was pretty good to us. We took a family trip to Wisconsin Dells in early June. My brother Paul came home for about three weeks during the summer to help celebrate my dad and step-mom’s 75 birthdays. It was fun to see my cousins at dad's party as well as Henrietta’s kids. Apparently my step-brother and I are running in the 2012 Presidential Election. We are sponsored by the Miller Brewing Company. My sister Debbie came home for a week in September just in time for Ethan’s birthday. Noah is in the fifth grade at Robert Asp. He’s busy with K-Kids (a service learning group), and his various sports. He played Babe Ruth, as well as Traveling Baseball last summer. Paul happened to be home during Noah’s first tournament. It was raining, 60 degrees, and a 35 mile and hour wind. Paul made the comment if it was raining, or a 35 mile and hour wind in Arizona people would lock themselves in their homes. In Minnesota we say, “Rain, 60 degrees, and 35 mile and hour wind? It’s TIME FOR BASEBALL!!” I spent much of that tournament searching for a Scheel’s to buy jackets and sweatshirts. Noah also played football in the fall, and now he plays on a traveling basketball team. I personally prefer basketball the most. Ethan is in second grade. He loves school and his teacher. He played t-ball last summer (actually played- didn’t write his name in the dirt or make sand piles!)And flag football in the fall. Thankfully he didn’t break any bones this year, but those experiences didn’t slow him down any. One day I came home from school and noticed a bright pink highlighter on the roof. I asked Ethan why there was a highlighter on the roof and his answer was, “Well, I had to get my backpack down SOMEHOW…” Scott is still at the RDO business office doing the accounting for several stores all over the USA. I am still holding out hope he can be in charge of the Hawaii store so we can have a reason to go there. I switched schools this year. Roosevelt, in North Fargo, is experiencing dropping enrollment, where as Kennedy is busting at the seams. I elected to go to the school that has a more consistent enrollment, and had a third grade opening. This also means a much bigger class size than I am used to. At first it was a bit of culture shock. I went from having 8 teachers total at my school, to more than 65 teachers. I still see people at school and wonder who they are and what they do there. Sometimes for fun I just make up jobs for them in my head. It’s kind-of weird, I “created’ about six new third grade teachers, but my class size hasn’t any gotten smaller… Because change is never easy, the beginning of the year was a little hard. I was pretty worried that my class would chip away at all of my hopes and dreams, but after a lot of hard work they’ve really turned out to be a great class! Abby is still a beautiful princess. She had a bought of running away every Sunday, but has decided to stay home. Max is still a good boy. He is scared of everyone and is pretty sure he’s not a dog but a real boy. Sam broke his foot on Thanksgiving and is all better now. He’s the smartest one of them all. Who knew? At this point I wish I could freeze time. I’d keep Noah a responsible 10-year-old, and Ethan as a sweet 8-year-old who thinks his family is his hero. We are truly blessed. We hope 2011 brings you joy, good health, and happiness!
Scott, Sara, Noah and Ethan Fairifeld