Author Archives: sjhauer

Under the worst of circumstances, we were afforded the opportunity to visit Bill’s hometown of Grande Prairie, Alberta. Saying goodbye to Bill’s Gramma Vi wouldn’t be easy, but having the entire Hauer/Miller clan together was sure to be the best … Continue reading →

Fill this heart with things Jack loves and return it to school by 1/30/13. Said the paper. Homework. The night before it is due, and an hour and a half later: I present to you the end result of the … Continue reading →

Along with Jack’s penchant to raise his glass and say “cheers”. Uncle Nick taught Jack to fist pump and say “party, party”. It’s cute. And then he used it against us. He was caught trying to punch Granda the other day; … Continue reading →

Goodnight Miss Molly.

He’s been. He’s been. What a difference a year makes — this time, Jack kind of got it. In the weeks leading up to Christmas, any person with a beard was greeted with “ho, ho, ho” and Jesus got serenaded … Continue reading →

As it is every year, the hunt for the Hauer Christmas tree took place on the first Saturday in December. For the first time in 6 Christmases; however, we knew where we were headed. One place: Kelley Robbins’ farm. Unlike … Continue reading →

First conversation with Mom. Happened on the way home from school, she didn’t realize it happened until it was over. Mom: Do you know who you are going to see today? Me: Nana. Mom: No, not Nana, she’s at home. … Continue reading →

As of the first of November, we’ve been heading into the doors of the prestigious Vanguard Academy for 6 months; figured it was time to record the best one liners from Jack’s “school” daily report: Jack is playing more with … Continue reading →

6 weeks after we got back from England (really, that’s too long in between vacations, no?); we strapped Jack in the car seat again and headed due east to Kitty Hawk for a week-long beach vacation with the extended Hauer … Continue reading →

True story. I started this post in May. Started to add to it in June. Rewrote it in July. And now it is August. Without realizing it, I was trying to get it to perfect. And in doing so I … Continue reading →