The parents who supplied the kites for Jeff''s and Kenny's adventure are artists as well. Ray and Karen Young, true Texans with a little bit of Okie talent, that now live in Colorado. We liked that thang! Yee Haw!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
From Granny and Ernest in Kermit, Texas
Yes, here it is folks, our first "Option A" participant! Thanks Granny and Ernest. We had a great visit! Hope you didn't get too much snow.
Love,
Jeff, Laura, Colleen and Calder
From Gregg, Jamie, Preston, and Garrett
This was a fun but intimidating project. I would assume I got bag #6 which was swept off the floor? What was I to do with the Nacho Cheese Dorito bits or the dog hair? When I tried to glue them to the card they got stuck on my fingers! Later, as I ate Christmas cookies and drank eggnog your floor remnants got in my mouth. Next year . . . bag #1-#5 . . . please?
Love,
Gregg
Thursday, December 24, 2009
From Evelyn, Chris, and Caleb in Tampa
How fun was that! Here is our version. Can't wait to see ya'll!! Love you.
From our friend Emily in Little Rock
I thought Taylor and Miley should pull Santa's sleigh!! Thanks for giving me something different to do.
Merry Christmas,
Emily
Monday, December 21, 2009
First Card Makeage!!!
This lovely Christmas card was made by Kristin, of Arkansas. As you can see, she was a recipient of Holiday Card #6, and decorated her card with "creepy dolls" from Twilight and her fictional love, Jacob Black.
Christmas Cards
Our family makes Christmas cards. It is the one tradition that has been a constant throughout the years. Before Laura and I were married we made cards together. I remember lying on the den floor in the Odessa, Clover house, surrounded by markers, making individual hand-made cards. When Colleen and Calder were little, we made cards with them. Hand-colored, photo-copied drawings they made of snowmen, nutcrackers, angels, and candy canes. Linoleum prints of churches, jingle bells, and stars.
When the kids starting making them with us, we placed a logo with the name of our "card companies" on the backs of the cards. "Colleen's Card Collection" ran from 1993-96. "Calder's Cards" ran from 1995-98. In 2001, Colleen changed to "CNY Cards," and in 2002, she changed to "C Noel Cards."
Since 2003, Colleen and I have been the chief card makers. That year, we changed the name to "Runaway Kite Cards." The name came in reference to a story I told Colleen when she was a little girl about a time when my friend Kenny and I were flying kites on the Ross Elementary playground. A gust of West Texas wind pulled Kenny's kite string from his hand. Known to play up the theatricality of a situation for a laugh, Kenny ran across the playground screaming, yelling, and shaking his fists as he chased his kite. (Thinking back, I can remember laughing so hard as he shook his fists and leapt to grab the string - unsuccessfully). For me, laughing at Kenny's theatrics was the end of the story, but that was not enough for a little girl who loved asking questions.
"What did Kenny do then?"
"He kept chasing the kite. He chased it all the way across the schoolyard."
"And did he catch it?"
"No, he kept chasing it down the block."
"And did he catch it then?"
"No, he kept chasing it across the city, until it flew way up into the sky, and Kenny could never catch it."
"What happened to the kite?"
"I don't know, Colleen."
"I know, Jeff, I know what happened to it."
"What happened to the kite Colleen?"
"It flew around the world, and up into space, and now it is sleeping with the moon."
__________________
When Colleen and Calder were small, I would write down their turns of phrases. "Sleeping with the moon," was a favorite of mine. Runaway Kite Cards fit. Plus, it is easy to draw a kite with a string through the logo on the back.
Happy Holidays to you.
Jeff
P.S. As you read the story, you may have thought I should have typed "Dad" in Colleen's sentence "I know what happened to it." Colleen called me Jeff from the time she could speak till she was kindergarten or first grade. For the longest time, I did not think I would ever hear the word "dad," but I loved when she called me Jeff. Now, she calls me Dad, and Calder calls me Jeff.
When the kids starting making them with us, we placed a logo with the name of our "card companies" on the backs of the cards. "Colleen's Card Collection" ran from 1993-96. "Calder's Cards" ran from 1995-98. In 2001, Colleen changed to "CNY Cards," and in 2002, she changed to "C Noel Cards."
Since 2003, Colleen and I have been the chief card makers. That year, we changed the name to "Runaway Kite Cards." The name came in reference to a story I told Colleen when she was a little girl about a time when my friend Kenny and I were flying kites on the Ross Elementary playground. A gust of West Texas wind pulled Kenny's kite string from his hand. Known to play up the theatricality of a situation for a laugh, Kenny ran across the playground screaming, yelling, and shaking his fists as he chased his kite. (Thinking back, I can remember laughing so hard as he shook his fists and leapt to grab the string - unsuccessfully). For me, laughing at Kenny's theatrics was the end of the story, but that was not enough for a little girl who loved asking questions.
"What did Kenny do then?"
"He kept chasing the kite. He chased it all the way across the schoolyard."
"And did he catch it?"
"No, he kept chasing it down the block."
"And did he catch it then?"
"No, he kept chasing it across the city, until it flew way up into the sky, and Kenny could never catch it."
"What happened to the kite?"
"I don't know, Colleen."
"I know, Jeff, I know what happened to it."
"What happened to the kite Colleen?"
"It flew around the world, and up into space, and now it is sleeping with the moon."
__________________
When Colleen and Calder were small, I would write down their turns of phrases. "Sleeping with the moon," was a favorite of mine. Runaway Kite Cards fit. Plus, it is easy to draw a kite with a string through the logo on the back.
Happy Holidays to you.
Jeff
P.S. As you read the story, you may have thought I should have typed "Dad" in Colleen's sentence "I know what happened to it." Colleen called me Jeff from the time she could speak till she was kindergarten or first grade. For the longest time, I did not think I would ever hear the word "dad," but I loved when she called me Jeff. Now, she calls me Dad, and Calder calls me Jeff.
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