Fairbanks, Alaska, June 2, 2012, 8:30 a.m., Alaska Time~
Franklin Hammer here. Hope this finds y'all in good standing; as for us, we are doing as well as we can be. I pray and hope this continues.
Our two boys, Maverick James and Junior (Franklin Delano, Jr.) are growing like weeds: in just three months, in September, Maverick will be turning one year old. His big brother, meanwhile, will be turning four in November of this year. Seems like only yesterday when Frank, Jr. was as big as Maverick or when Maverick was just born ... where does the time go??
Mav is cruising all over; it won't be long before he will be taking his first steps. I have already taken steps to babyproof the house, so Mav doesn't end up hurting himself or getting into trouble. He needs to be watched constantly; he is a little pistol!
Kat, my wife, is doing great: no other issues with her health besides her low blood pressure (which makes her dizzy if she gets up or turns too fast; then she runs the risk of passing out), her fibro, and her MS. Yesterday was a good day for her: she was able to complete four loads of laundry and cook dinner, let alone, get around on her crutches without too much trouble.
Today, on the other hand, her fibro is kicking her in the tail, and her eyes are bothering her (a sign of her MS), so she is in bed, taking it easy, while I am on Daddy Patrol. The kids aren't being too bad; for that I can be truly grateful.
In addition to the kids, I'm also keeping an eye on Grinnin' Jack, our 190-pound Alaskan Malamute, and our two kitties, Ollie (Ragdoll) and Aurora Borealis of the Far North (Norwegian Forest Cat). The animals are behaving themselves, too, but it's like having three extra kids at times. They never give Kat or I a moment's rest.
The weather is nasty today: cold and rainy, as well as very blustery: not fit for man or beast (unless, of course, you happen to be a duck!). I have a nice fire roaring in the fire place and am making a pot roast with potatoes, carrots, celery, split chick peas, and onions, and for dessert, apple pie. The aromas enamating from the kitchen are heavenly!
I'm trying to keep the kids entertained by reading to them or by coloring with them between cooking and keeping an eye on the pets; Kat, meanwhile, is slumbering the day away in her bed. She looks like a little girl lying therre; I just want to kiss her right on her cute little nose! She has it easy sometimes, but I wouldn't trade her for all the gold in China; I love my Katrina so much!
I heard from our friend Louie Sandusky in Tennessee: she wrote us a long, newsy letter (which I still have to answer; I've never been any good with writing letters; Kat's the expert on that!). The Sanduskys have gained another grandchild back in April (a boy) and are expecting two more grandsons in a few months or so. They also have two weddings to look forward to: their daughters Steffi and Ronee' Le-Anne are both getting married: Steffi in July, and Ronee', around Thanskgiving time. In addition to all that, they adopted two more children to their burgeoning family: a litle boy named Akihiko who has autism, and an older girl named Camille, who has Down syndrome. Akihiko is three; Camille, meahwhile, is six.
I'm sure Louie must think I died or dropped off the planet, but she's gotta understand that I have a business to run (I sell Jeeps for a living) and have a family to take care of, so any time off is very rare for me.
The days are quickly getting longer: it won't be long before we have nearly 24 hours of sunlight. That means longer days at work and more time spent outdoors. I love this time of year: Alaska is bursting with growth and everything is so colorful! Too bad the summers don't last long enough here: in August the trees are already starting to turn colors and the flowers and growth are quickly dying or turning ugly.
Tha auroras won't be back for another few months; they're hard to see when there's so much daylight. So we have a brief break from them; they'll be back in three more months, and so will the shorter days, which means more opportunities for aurora watching excursions with the family.
Well, Junior is screaming: seems the kid has gotten his head caught between the stair banisters; he's really stuck. I'd best try to extracate him before he wakes Kat up from her needed nap. I will go; until later, this is Frank Hammer saying so long for now! God bless; will write again soon!