Biz getting briefed


Prior to suiting up, Driver Dan Wheldon, of the National Guard Formula One Race Car, visited with Biz in pit row at the Chicago Raceway.

Biz spent the day in the car, in the pit, in the owner's box.

Now, Biz says she wants her own Formula One car.

 Biz, the Race Car Driver


After school was underway, Biz got the opportunity to take a ride in a Formula One race car at Chicago Raceway.

Here, Biz takes a photo with driver Helio Castroneves. Then, Biz climbed into the car and took a few spins around the track. When she asked if she could drive, Helio politely refused: "No way!"

She had fun. 'Nuff said.

School Underway

It has been a pretty busy summer. After spending June fixing up some minor things around the house, I taught summer school to middle school students during July. Right after that let out, I headed to Arizona for a brief vacation to see the boys. I stayed at Russ' house, went to Tucson for a couple of days, then back to Phoenix. I got to see a lot of people, and missed others (sorry:( and then headed back to Indiana. The day after I got back, I was back to work again.

No rest for the weary! Just know that we are thinking of you all and love and miss you!

P.S. I'll post some videos from Tombstone later this week. Keep an eye out!

Looking into a big hole!

On our way out of Bisbee, we took the kids to see the open pit mine (now closed). The kids had never seen such a big hole in the ground (the Grand Canyon excluded) and you'd uh thunk they were never going to see another like it.

I loved Ailey's remark: "That's an awful lot of blood down there!" in reference, of course, to the rust colored water collecting in the bottom of the pit.

From Bisbee, we took the kids to Tombstone and spent an hour walking the streets. Even on a Sunday afternoon, things were in full swing, as Vigilante Days was in the process of wrapping up.

After Bisbee, I returned to Phoenix with Evan and spent a couple more days with Russ and Kira; then headed back to Indiana.

Visiting Uncle Ed in Bisbee

While on vacation in Arizona, spent a couple of days with Larry and Kristy and the kids in Tucson. As you can see by the picture, I managed to kidnap Evan and take him along. Actually, Russ and Kira had to do a job in Happy Jack and I offered to watch the kid. He got to see his Tucson cousins, which doesn't happen very often.

We went to Sunday Service and got to hear Uncle Ed preach. I really enjoyed the sermon. Later, we went to lunch.

Absolutely loved the visit. Next time I hope to catch the whole Hicks crew should they be around. Sorry I missed you all.

I WISH YOU WERE HERE FISHING WITH ME!

The other thing Becca likes to go to at the Starke County Fair besides the pony (see post below) and carnival rides, is the Conservation Club's Fishing hole. Here, children can try to snag a goldfish to take home.

Unfortunately, Becca hasn't quite learned the trick to nabbing a fish with her tiny hook.

I LOVE PONY RIDES!

As you can tell, Becca really likes to ride the ponies. Here, she's riding the same ponies (same vendor) as the one from the North Judson Mint Festival. Here, she rides the ponies at the Starke County Fair in Hamlet.

As soon as we saw them she exclaimed, "The ponies! Can I ride the ponies?" And off she runs, not waiting for a yes or no. And, because the ponies are there, we ride them the moment we get to the fair, and right before we leave.

MINT FESTIVAL 2010

Summer in Starke County is not all about the lake. No, in one part of Starke County - over in North Judson - the Mint Festival gives everyone a chance to celebrate the county's other harvest - the mint.

The carnival is one way to help celebrate, and Becca enjoys the rocket ride, as shown in this photo. She also enjoyed the pony rides - which she rode twice - but her father didn't get the right shot.

Can I? Huh? Can I?

Maybe if Dad is not looking, I can write my name in the fresh concrete. Wait, it's not all poured yet. Dad has to pour some more along the side. Then, when he's done, I'll write my name . . . er, initials, in the concrete.

Actually, when all was said and done, we wrote all of our initials in the wet crete. Becca was a big help.

WHY WOULD I GO TO THE LAKE AND MISS ALL THIS FUN?

Becca came out to see what her Dad was up to and discovered that he was pouring a concrete apron around the older edges of the house. At much insistence (Becca can be very insistent!) Becca helped her father stir the sack-crete so that her father could then pour it into the forms.

Overheard while pouring concrete:

"Becca, why don't you go inside and see what your mother is doing?"

"I'd rather help you, Daddy," she replied.

"Why don't you ask your mother to run you up to the lake?"

"Why do I want to go to the lake and miss all this fun? No way!"

Becca's idea of fun: Dressing up in a nice play dress and then proceeding outside to help dad with messy construction job whereby the kid gets concrete stains all over her outfit, hands, legs and smudges on her cheecks.

She's a Ratliff!

I DON'T WANT TO COME OUT OF THE WATER!

After swimming at the high school pool, the shallow waters of Bass Lake are even more fun now that Becca has swimming strokes to practice. She can't wait for her cousin Colton to finally show up and swim with her.

SHOW ME THE WATER!

Rebecca enjoys a night of open swim at the High School. She
loves to leap from the diving board into the deep end (over 12 feet deep!). She can now can jump off and swim to the side by herself.

During April and May, Becca spent a week during each month attending swimming lessons. Every day after school for a week she and other K-2 graders were taught swimming strokes and floating techniques without the benefit of floating devices.

Now, her mother and father can't seem to get her out of the deep end.

School fun night at KESC. May 14, 2010
Becca shows off one of the many prizes that she won at her school's Carnival Night, sponsored by the student council. Her Dad tried to get her to help with his event, but she said, "No way! Dad!" and ran off to have fun.

Oh, well!

It's getting warmer!

I spent the afternoon with my Dad and his newspaper kids. While outside the school waiting for students to get picked up, I found this rock to pose upon. Dad thought it was so cool that he started taking pictures. You can find the other pictures on my Dad's facebook album.

But, for now, this one's for you, our blog readers!

Love,

Becca

Time to get some exercise!

We've had an unusually warm spring, so we figured it was time to invest in some exercise equipment.

So, off we drove to Merrillville, IN and the closest Sam's Club and we found this little darling, a 15-foot trampoline. We also erected the safety netting with strapped down zipper door to keep curious little jumpers out.

As you can see, the trees are still bare, but branches are beginning to bud. It won't be long and the trees will be in full leaf and gardens will be growing.

I made this myself!

Much to the chagrin of Bizzy, Becca took one of our favorite fuzzy blankets and, with scissors, carved out the holes for her neck and arms. Our first indication that something was up when . . .

"Mommy! Can you help me!" Becca called from the back porch.

"What do you need?" Bizzy asked. Around the corner waltzed this little darling.

"I need you to help pin this up," she said, motioning to the long blanket trailing behind her. She was already wrapped up, giving no indication other than she dressed herself. That is, until we undraped her after shooting several cutsie pictures, that Becca was stark raving naked underneath!

At least the fuzzy blanket kept her warm!

Spring Break Vegas Style

While on Spring Break, we had the opportunity to see a real live Vegas Magic Show, starring Rick Thomas and his disappearing tigers. Grandma and Grandpa had more fun at the show as Rick picked them to help perform one of the show's premier tricks. Grandpa was sure Grandma broke his watch until it surfaced in a box no one touched during the show complete and back together.

Afterwards, we were able to take a picture with Rick Thomas.

LOSING THE TEETH! Becca's front teeth are gone. She lost her first one Feb. 16 and then the second deserted her on March 9, 2010. The front (buck) teeth are finally starting to come in, and will hopefully be sufficient to tackle corn on the cob this summer.

Then, the smaller teeth on either side began loosening as the big teeth started coming in, with one being lost June 8.

"The Best Little Patient in the World"

The time came for Becca to have her tonsils taken out. Since last October, Becca's tonsils were becoming inflammed almost bi-monthly, like clockwork. Three times we took her to our doctor for these nasty throat infections.

We were referred to an ENT specialist who then decided it was time for the tonsils to come out. We arrived the morning of Wednesday, Feb. 24, four days after Becca's sixth birthday, to complete the procedure. The doctor noticed at this point, her tonsils were becoming infected yet again. As you can see in this picture, Becca was ready for it to be over and done with. The previous couple of nights, however, were a different story. As smart as she is, she KNEW exactly what was expected and going to happen in the operating room.

Overheard the night before as Daddy rocked Becca to sleep: (sniffling) "I don't want to have surgery, Daddy."

"They have to come out, Becca. They keep making you sick."

"I think Mommy should go first."

"Mommy already had hers taken out, when she was sixteen."

"Then you go first, and I'll go after you."

"They won't be able to take mine, they're all shriveled up."

We took Becca to a "surgical center" - not a hospital - an outpatient surgery center owned by a group of physicians who operate on their patients in one central location. Talk about a slick operation; we arrived at 6:15 a.m. Becca was admited by 6:40 a.m. (after completing admitting paperwork), taken into pre-op by 7:15, into the operating room for anesthesia by 7:30 a.m. with surgery completed by 8:15. Into post-op where Mommy and Daddy greeted her when she awoke, sobbing, but trying so hard to put on a brave face. We left by 10:00 a.m. and home by 11:15 a.m. Yes, we were up super early, but the medical team that took care of Becca were highly quick and efficient. We couldn't have asked for a better situation.

Father God was surely smiling on our little one today. The nurses fawned over Becca as though she were the only one there and commented that she was certainly "the best little patient in the world."