Happy Father's Day To Me

I had never seen the show 24 until about 8 weeks into last season. Kim was up in Salt Lake City doing Life Flight training. JoEllyn was in town to babysit Owen while I was at work. We flipped on the t.v. after Owen went to bed one night, and came across 24. Kim said everyone in her training raved about it. (Side note...One of the people Kim was training with was going to go to Trolley Square at the exact time of the shootings, but then she remembered 24 was on, so she decided to stay home and watch that instead. She says Jack Bauer saved her life). JoEllyn and I had both heard 24 was a good show, but neither one of us had seen it before. I was instantly hooked. I set the DVR to record the remainder of the season. I hate to admit it, but I have never been so involved with a t.v. show. I love it more than Ed (the bowling alley lawyer show, for those of you who don't remember). I love it more than Blake Lewis and American Idol. I dare say I even love it more than the Transformers cartoon from the 80s. I compare this addiction to my mom watching Days of Our Lives 20 years ago.

So being the wonderful wife that she is, Kim bought me seasons 1 through 5 for Father's Day. (They were on sale). I was done with season 1 by that Wednesday (1,152 minutes), and I am currently halfway done with season 2. Yes, that means I stay up until the wee hours of the morning. Ask Kim, I cannot stay awake through a movie anymore. When I am watching 24, however, I am wide awake. My man crush on Blake Lewis has vanished faster than a box of Krispy Kremes at a Weight Watchers meeting. Jack Bauer is the new man in town.

Man, I'm pathetic.

Fight #5 and Fight #6

Owen jumped into our bed this morning and screamed, "Daddy! Let's play fight #5!"

"How do you play that?" I asked groggily.

"Punching, grabbing, and smunching," Owen answered chirpily.

"What is smunching?" I responded.

"This!" Owen yelled, as he proceeded to do a cannonball on my chest.

"Ouch," I uttered.

"Let's play fight #6!" Owen continued.

"How do you play fight #6?" I inquired.

"Bock, sock, knock, and boop!" Owen replied.

"What is bock, sock, knock, and boop?" I wondered.

"This!" Owen belted, as he rushed me with two jackhammer fists to the neck.

"Ouch," I exclaimed.

Memorial Day Weekend

This post is a couple of weeks overdue, but I still wanted to report on our most recent trip to Colorado. Kim's younger sister, Melissa, who just graduated from jump school, was able to come home from the Army on Memorial Day weekend.
This is Owen and Emily proudly waving their flags at the airport.

Ryley wanted to get in on the action too.



Melissa's birthday was May 11th, so we celebrated that a little late as well. This is a replica of her wings she received for completing jump school. (One of only 8 girls to finish.) She'll be reporting to Germany later this month as part of the
173rd Airborne.



Every Memorial Day, the Kunz family runs the Bolder Boulder, a 10K road race that has over 50,000 runners. This is Owen giving Kim a congratulatory hug for finishing the 6.2 miles.



The ladies outdid the guys this year.



Good job ladies!


Notice Rich, John, and myself are all in street clothes. Derrick is the only guy who didn't wimp out. Kim, Courtney, Melissa, Annie, JoEllyn, and Janice all represented!


We were sad we didn't get to see Scott while we were there. He was doing some training in California. Scott and Melissa, we're proud of you guys!


It was also Scott Kunz's birthday. Happy 31st old man! I shouldn't talk. That will be me in 4 months.


Derrick and I would also like to announce our engagement. We haven't decided on the big day yet, but we'll let you know.


I don't have any pictures of it, but Owen's favorite part of the weekend was sitting in front of his little DVD player, watching The Chipmunk Adventure over and over and over again. Thanks for introducing him to that Melissa. Thanks a lot. You were even so kind to give the movie to Owen when we left. Thanks again. I don't know how to thank you enough for having those songs permanently burned into every part of my brain. Thank you so much.

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Hello everyone. I was just reading in the blog help section that I can send pictures to my blog from my cell phone. This picture was from New Year's Eve. I thought I'd test it out.

Another Adoption Update

For those of you that somehow don't know yet, Kim and I are trying to adopt for our second child. That's how this blog started. I wanted to keep everyone up to date on the adoption process. So here's another update...

The first Thursday of every month, the LDS Family Services here in St. George hosts a support group/class/get together/etc. for adoptive couples, birth mothers, parents of adoptive couples and birth mothers, and pretty much anyone else that wants to come. I finally was able to attend one last night. (Kim had to work.) Three different birth mothers that had just recently given birth and gave away their kids spoke to us. I have a whole new appreciation for these girls. Sure they made a big mistake, but we all make big mistakes sometime in our lives. They had the strength and the courage to give away the one thing they loved the most, because they knew it would be better for everyone involved.

Kim and I have been extremely busy at work recently, and our remaining paperwork for the whole process has taken a back seat. We now have a new determination to complete everything as quickly as possible. So please continue praying for us, and I know I've said this before, but please pray for these birth mothers too. I can't wrap my brain around how difficult it must be for them.

The Mind of a 3 Year Old

First of all, I need to apologize for such a terrible May when it came to posting on this blog. Having to cover shifts for employees, being sick for a week, and traveling to Denver for the annual Kunz family tradition of running the 10K Bolder Boulder left me with little time to be creative. I promise to honor and cherish this blog, in sickness and in health, from this day forward, to provide hours of entertainment for my loyal readers. Here's to a jovial June!

So I mentioned in my last entry that I would do a post about some of the funny things Owen has said lately. Being his parents, these words of wisdom are probably funnier to Kim and I, but I hope you enjoy them anyway:

"Daddy! Can I poke you with my sword? 'Cause you're my boyfriend!"

Owen has been infatuated with his plastic sword since Christmas. Since then, everything he picks up that is longer than his arm becomes a sword. He has become quite violent with all of his swords, resulting in many forms of discipline. I guess this question and statement was his attempt at rationalizing away the abuse he was about to give me.

"We say our prayers, we poop in the toilet, we pee in the toilet."

This was Owen's response when we asked him what we needed to do to get ready for bed.

"I don't want to be a pirate! I want to be Batman tonight!"

Imagine Owen screaming at the top of his lungs, tears streaming down his face, and hearing this proclamation. It was just a very funny thing to get so angry over.

"Look at you! You are mean! You are a Buzz Lightyear!"

Owen decided to say this back to Kim after she punished him for something. We were shocked that he decided to compare one of his favorite characters to a mean disciplinarian.

"The twister is going in my poopie, and it's giving me a wedgie."

Owen felt it was important to explain to us the effects of sitting on a hot tub jet.

"I don't like eye boogers, and I don't like hyenas. They killed Simba's dad."

Owen caught a little pink eye while we were in Denver, and this was what he uttered as I was pulling gobs of goo out of his eyes.

"I am the chicken! I am the chicken!"

(To the tune of "We Are the Champions") Owen got the words mixed up.

"I didn't drill you with my red drill."

Owen was so proud of the gifts he got Kim for Mother's Day. This was one of them.

"Heavenly Father wants you to have some nice, cold ice cream."

Bath time is always a treat in our house. Owen's imagination runs wild as he splashes in the water. In this situation, Owen put some of his bathwater in a cup and tried to force feed it to Kim.

More Useless Trivia About Me

I apologize. My sister Kim tagged me on her blog to answer these questions. There was also some sort of chain I was supposed to continue by tagging other people, but I'm just going to answer my questions and call it good. Sorry Kim.

(Forgive the green and gold colors. I'm just too excited about the Sonics getting the #2 pick in the draft this year.)

What was I doing 10 years ago?
I was just about to hit my 18 month mark of my 2 year mission to Cape Town, South Africa.

What was I doing 1 year ago?
One year ago, I had just moved my family from Denver to southern Utah to manage a couple of T-Mobile stores for my brother-in-law.

5 snacks I enjoy:
--reese's pieces
--chewy chips ahoy
--chocolate covered raisins
--oatmeal cream pies
--nacho cheese doritos
--original pringles
--chex mix
--apples dipped in caramel
--mike and ikes
--peanut butter m&ms
--cookie dough blizzards
oh....5 snacks...sorry, i'm getting fat again

5 songs I know all the words to:
(How am I supposed to pick only 5?)
--Ain't Nothin' But a G Thang by Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog
--Open Arms by Journey
--Air Force Ones by Nelly
--Ain't Going Down 'Til the Sun Comes Up by Garth Brooks
--The Distance by Cake

5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:
--Pay off student loans and other debt
--Replace our Dodge Neon with a Saab 9.3
--Get some golf lessons from someone that actually knows what they're doing
--Fulfill a twisted fantasy of mine to wreak absolute havoc inside a Sam's Club or a Costco, smashing everything in my path, and then pay for all of the destroyed inventory
--Fly all of my family and friends to South Africa for a month long vacation

5 of my bad habits:
--speeding
--scratching until I bleed
--watching ESPN for hours, then falling asleep on the couch instead of going to bed (while Kim is working a night shift of course)
--picking all of my fingernails off during church
--using the last of the milk for a tall glass of chocolate milk so Kim has nothing left for her cereal

5 things I like doing:
--going out to eat with Kim and Owen
--playing the piano
--playing basketball and golf
--having conversations with Owen (I will do another blog soon about things Owen has said recently that have cracked us up.)
--managing my teams in all of the fantasy sports leagues I've been in

5 things I will never wear again:
--a cowboy hat in public
--pleated or tapered jeans
--turtlenecks
--a leather tie
--bacon (see my 100 Things About Me blog #97)

5 of my favorite toys:
--DVR (seriously one of the best inventions ever)
--Transformers (the movie comes out July 4th!)
--ipod
--computer
--my golf clubs

100 Things About Me

This blog is in response to the Oh Me Oh Myers blog. Here I go:

1. I can say the hardest tongue twister in the world. (It's in Xhosa, a South African clicking language.)
2. My 5th and 6th vertebrae are fused together.
3. I once squirted mayonnaise all over some guy's shoulder on an airplane.
4. I can say the alphabet backwards faster than anyone I know.
5. I can belch the alphabet backwards faster than anyone I know.
6. I have yet to find a worthy opponent in Boggle.
7. I have written a children's book, but no publisher has published it. Yet.
8. I am a die hard Seattle sports fan.
9. I turned 13 years old on Friday the 13th of October.
10. I consider myself a very lucky man.
11. I lived in South Africa for 2 years.
12. I lived in London for 8 hours.
13. My favorite number is 13.
14. I was born in Georgia.
15. I have veins that formed between my first ribs and collarbones, so I can't raise my arms above my head for extended periods of time or I lose circulation.
16. I have a not so secret crush on Reese Witherspoon, Elisabeth Shue, and Gwen Stefani...and Blake Lewis.
17. I love to play the piano.
18. I used to love to play the violin.
19. I wish I had a drum set so I could play more drums.
20. My middle name is Dale.
21. My dog and I have a matching snaggle tooth.
22. I hate it when people write my name and leave out the r. Where is the rrr sound in Chis, people?
23. Nothing says satisfaction like 2 tacos and a chicken sandwich from Jack in the Box.
24. I ate 36 deviled eggs one Easter. I would have had more, but we ran out.
25. My bowels were not affected after eating 36 deviled eggs. (It's true, ask Kim.)
26. I hate changing light bulbs. (see #15)
27. Tomatoes are the most disgusting food in the history of mankind.
28. I love chocolate milk.
29. I have ridden on the back of an ostrich.
30. I graduated from BYU with a degree in Elementary Education in 2002.
31. I quit teaching elementary school in 2005.
32. I love a good jigsaw puzzle.
33. My best (and completely honest) round of golf on a par 72 course was 91.
34. I am not very good at golf.
35. I think about weird things, like I wish I could figure out how many baked beans I have eaten in my life.
36. When I drive, I unscramble street signs, billboards, car makes and models, etc., etc., etc., in my head to make different words.
37. On a stop sign, I see 5 other 4 letter words besides STOP. Do you?
38. I can't paint ceilings. (see #15)
39. I sold cars during February and March of 2006.
40. I know nothing about cars.
41. I won my school spelling bees in 4th and 8th grade.
42. I did not win the district spelling bees.
43. I'll never forget how to spell flamboyant or ricochet.
44. I have a mole on my left butt cheek.
45. I love 1980s love songs.
46. I've only been to 2 concerts in my life...Garth Brooks and Cake.
47. I hate needles.
48. I can't watch tv shows about plastic surgery.
49. I actually enjoy watching the kids show Backyardigans with Owen.
50. I have many Backyardigans songs memorized.
51. I secretly want to be a garbage man. Seriously.
52. I am self-conscious about all of the lines on the palms of my hands.
53. I am self-conscious about the way I walk and run. My feet go out like a duck.
54. I love the thrill of high places when I'm strapped in a roller coaster or on an observatory deck of a skyscraper, but I am scared to death of climbing a ladder and being on a roof hanging Christmas lights.
55. My earliest memory is when my mom laid me on an ironing board, opened up my diaper, and found the penny that I had swallowed earlier.
56. I can shake my eyeballs back and forth really fast.
57. I can write my name upside down and backwards in cursive.
58. My favorite food is the full slab of ribs at Texas Road House.
59. I had to get stitches when my brother Tim hit me over the head with an Easter bunny.
60. I ate 9 pounds of food one Thanksgiving.
61. I can juggle 3 objects by myself and 5 objects with someone else.
62. My biggest pet peeve is when people put an apostrophe before the s in plural words. Example: My biggest pet peeve is when people put an apostrophe before the s in plural word's.
63. I used to have a pet rat named Dozer.
64. My favorite Fraggle was Wembley.
65. I used to work at Jack in the Box right after the e. coli breakout.
66. I was a certified grill technician at Jack in the Box.
67. I have shed a few tears after hearing the phrase, "Move that bus!"
68. I have never bought a birthday, anniversary, Valentine's, or Mother's Day card for my wife. I would much rather make one myself with a funny poem.
69. The first time I met my wife, I was wearing a blond afro wig and a ski mask.
70. I love root beer.
71. I only wore my head gear and retainers the night before I had an orthodontist appointment. (see #21)
72. I have worn contact lenses since 5th grade.
73. My 3rd grade students from 5 years ago thought that I was the best kickball player on the planet.
74. I did not win the end of the year orchestra award at my 9th grade awards assembly.
75. My most embarrassing moment was when I walked up to the stage because I thought I won the end of the year orchestra award at my 9th grade awards assembly.

76. My wife broke up with me 3 weeks after we started dating.

77. I proposed to my wife 4 months after she dumped me.

78. I ate ostrich jerky and crocodile pizza on the same day.

79. I have a small scar on my pinky from being bit by a penguin.

80. I was named Christopher because my mom wanted my nickname to be Kit.

81. My nickname in elementary school was Crispy Owl.

82. I love a good card trick.

83. I am still bitter about my Sonics not winning the NBA championship in 1996.

84. I am extremely bitter that my Seahawks did not win the Superbowl in 2006.

85. My motto in life is..."Why put off until tomorrow what you can put off until the day after tomorrow?"

86. I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

87. I will probably vote for Mitt Romney.

88. I am allergic to that heavy duty hand soap used to get ink and car grease off of your skin.

89. I had my appendix taken out in August of 2004.

90. I have broken my right arm twice.

91. The best thing about my life is being Kim's husband and Owen's dad.

92. I want at least 5 more kids.

93. Kim and I are currently trying to adopt, so if you know any pregnant girls thinking about adoption, please contact us.

94. I lost 23 pounds on Weight Watchers.

95. I have gained 7 pounds back.

96. I like dark meat better than white meat.

97. Two Halloweens ago, I safety pinned bacon to my clothes and dressed up as breakfast.

98. I am anal about laundry. I will not let Kim hang up or fold my clothes.

99. Nothing makes me laugh as much as the Farting Preacher on youtube.com. Look it up.

100. I don't ever see myself doing a 100 Things About Me blog again.

If I have forgotten anything cool, funny, poignant, or embarrassing about myself, I apologize, but I don't care. I spent entirely way too much time on this list.

Missing from the Blogosphere

I apologize to everyone that reads this blog. Nothing exciting has been happening, and I didn't think anyone would want me to write another blog about my crush on Blake Lewis. (We loved his version of Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name". We have DVR, and Owen rewinds that song and plays it over and over again.)

In adoption news, the FBI returned our fingerprint forms because the person at the jail did not sign them in the right place. So we are back to square one on the background checks.

In bragging about Owen news, he went on the funschool.kaboose.com website, printed a maze, and managed to figure it out all by himself. I'll admit, I have done mazes with him before where he holds the pen at the same time as me, but this one was all on his own. Kim and I were busy cleaning the house, and Kim noticed a piece of paper on the couch. She saw it was a completed maze, and asked me if I had helped Owen with it. I thought she was just kidding and that she had secretly helped him with it. After we both adamantly denied helping him, we came to the realization that boy wonder did it alone. Too bad I don't have a scanner to show some proof.

Another Adoption Update and Owen the Storyteller

So enough about beatboxing...We finally have all of our beginning papers turned in so the FBI can start their background checks. (I'm glad I wasn't in the car that time the old ladies got the license plate number after being drenched with super soakers).

We have some good connections now in our new ward. There is a lady that we haven't met yet, but apparently she has all kinds of connections with adoption agencies. There is a couple in our ward that adopted a Hurricane Katrina baby only a week after they told her they were interested in adopting. Who knows? Maybe we will have a new baby by the family reunion. I sure hope so. I'm getting pretty tired of Owen. Just kidding!!!

I wrote in my profile that Owen impresses me every day, and it is true. I want to take an x-ray of his head, because I think his brain is probably 50% sponge. I'm probably just being a proud dad, but he has the best memory. Kim and I recorded him the other day telling us the story of Jack and the Beanstalk. Is that normal? I had kindergartners that couldn't even tell me their last name, and he is reciting fairy tales? He doesn't leave out a single detail. He's not even 3 1/2 yet! He loves it when we tell him personal stories too, and then he'll recite them for weeks afterwards. His favorites right now are when I was a kid flying on an airplane for the first time and squirted mayonnaise all over the guy's shoulder next to me, and when Kim went golfing for the first time and her tee shot line drived right into the side of a goose.

We are American Idol Nerds

Ok. I admit it. Kim and I are American Idol addicts. I can't believe I haven't read anything about the ousting of Sanjaya on anyone else's blog yet. I don't care if this show is rigged. I will watch it every week. I also need to admit I have a secret crush on Blake Lewis. After searching for more beatboxing videos on YouTube, I found this one of Blake doing some voice looping. Click on the top video to the right. I can't figure out how to get rid of the other three videos that popped up. Obviously he can't use one of those foot pedals on American Idol, but I think this top clip shows how talented he really is.

Wow. I'm a nerd. It's amazing what I'll confess to in this blog format.

Beatboxing

I've always dreamed of being a professional beatboxer. This guy has taken it to a whole new level. See the link on the right.

The Nurse, The Athlete, The Saleswoman???

I am seeing so many sides to my wife lately, I just have to share them with the world...


Everyone should know by now that Kim is a nurse in a newborn intensive care unit. What everyone probably doesn't know yet is that she is also now on the Life Flight team. That's right, I put on a shirt and tie every day and try to sell phones to mall rats. Kim packs survival gear in her cargo pants because the helicopter she's flying in could go down while she's saving a newborn baby's life. (Derrick, if you are reading this, I love my job. I just had to make a comparison for dramatic effect.)


Kim also decided to take up running again. She was an avid runner throughout college, but that hobby has been on the back burner lately. She entered a 5K race on Saturday, and finished in 32 minutes! Not bad for someone that's taken an 8 year hiatus! I, on the other hand, attempted to play racquetball on Friday night with Owen's babysitter's husband. Within the first 15 minutes, I was sweating profusely, gasping for breath, and trying to keep my knees from buckling as I was running after his underhand serves. He showed me one of his real serves, and I told him if he wanted any competition that night, he had better save that one for a few months down the road.


And finally, I was in a pinch this morning trying to get shifts covered at both stores. Most of the employees down here are college kids, and they all had other commitments. Kim willingly volunteered to cover the morning shift at one of the stores. Four hours later, she had sold 3 phones. That, my friends, is good stuff. This happened at our store that has been pulling in a whopping 25 phones a month, and she does 3 in 4 hours. I offered her a job, but she respectfully declined.


Side note...For those of you that commented on seeing Kim's driver's license picture that I talked about in the previous post, Owen got her to crack a smile, but it definitely took some work.

Kim is so cute when she's angry

Adoption update...In order for the FBI to do a criminal background check, we had to finally get Utah driver's licenses. We've only been in the state for 11 months, what's the rush? I managed to get some time off the same time as Kim, so we headed down to take the very challenging open book test and become legal again. The pleasant lady at the counter informed us that we had to have proof of our new address. We had nothing. That meant corralling Owen back into the car and driving the 20 minutes back home to get a utility bill. After driving the 20 minutes back to the DMV and waiting in line, Kim got to speak to a friendly old man, and I got the pleasant lady from before. I handed her the utility bill, and she informed me that I needed 2 separate items to prove our new address. I've only seen Kim angrier on one occasion...the time we went golfing and the man behind us on the par 3 didn't wait for us to walk off of the green before he teed off. The ball hit Kim in the ankle, and she let out a tirade of vulgarity that would make Eminem proud. (That was the Christmas my family gave me a pair of fake testicles as a gift because they thought I should have stood up to the man more than Kim did.) Long story short, nobody at the DMV got hurt, the old man let us through with just the utility bill, and Kim had a hard time smiling for her picture.

Today is my half birthday. Happy half birthday to me.

Happy Easter...and Owen's Kiester

Happy Easter everyone! In our new house, Owen's room is on the complete opposite side than our room, so we still use a baby monitor just to hear what's going on. We woke up this morning to strange splashing sounds coming from said monitor. It turns out, Owen was just fulfilling his mother's request from the night before to be a big boy and go pee all by himself. He ran into our room, sans pants, screaming at the top of his lungs..."I went pee pee all by myself!" He actually did! Right in the toilet! Not a drop on the floor, wall, or towels!

After the celebration, he found his Easter basket and the hidden eggs, and then proceeded to hide the eggs, find them, hide them, find them, hide them, and find them again.

After church, we took these pictures to show off my new suit that I wrote about earlier. Kim and I are starting the diet again first thing tomorrow morning, because the pants are already a little bit too tight. The only things missing from the ensemble are my new Italian leather shoes. Those haven't come in yet.

Owen kept telling us he didn't have a watch.

Nice suit, huh?











So Kim and I are finishing dinner preparations, and Owen jumps on the playhouse disney website to play some games. I go into the study to tell him dinner is ready, and he was so involved in saving Timon and Pumba from the scorpions, that he forgot bowel movements and micturation belong in the toilet. So much for Owen's pantless celebration this morning.

Turn Your Head and Cough

In adoption news...I had my mandatory physical the other day to determine if I am healthy enough to adopt. Besides being slightly chubby for my height and having an irritating skin fungus in the dark and dreary places of my body (which should clear up in the next two weeks with the prescribed cream...I know...too much information), the doctor says I am in excellent health. I know you all are anxiously awaiting the news for Kim's upcoming physical. I will keep you posted.

Congratulations to all of you that weren't fooled by my April Fools entry. I tried to make it easy for you. If you look at all the capital letters in the title, it spells April Fools. Owen had a blast letting us dump ketchup on his head. He really wasn't mad at us. That was the face he made when we told him to act like he was crying.

Sorry it has taken awhile to do another post. I have been bogged down reading all of your comments. That was sarcastic. Please feel free to leave comments. They don't have to be long. You can even call me names if you want.

A Puncture wound. Relax. I Luckily Found it quick On Owen's Little Skull.

So Owen is at the age now where he crawls out of bed without waiting for Kim or I to wake up. This morning, he decided to push a chair over to the kitchen counter, grab a steak knife, and stab himself in the head. It was just a small puncture, but wow it was a gusher.

On a side note, our pancakes this morning tasted a little like turkey. I looked at the carton of eggs we had in the refrigerator, and they were not chicken eggs. We bought turkey eggs and didn't even realize it! What a morning!

He's in the Jailhouse Now

We are finally at the next step of the adoption process...the FBI criminal background check. (I'm glad I didn't get arrested when I was 16 after that time I was dropping water balloons from the freeway overpass onto unsuspecting cars.) So we're driving to the County Jail to get our fingerprints taken, and I thought it would be appropriate to throw in the Johnny Cash Greatest hits CD and listen to the songs about prison. Owen absolutely loves "In the Jailhouse Now." He can sing along with the chorus like an old pro. The lady at the prison entrance gave Owen his own sheriff's badge. He looks so much older in pictures than in real life.

Back to Reality

Kim, Owen, Dexter, and I got back at 3:15 this morning from a very fun trip to Colorado. The Kunz side of the family had a reunion in the mountains at Kate's dad's house. (Thanks again Kate!)

We hot tubbed in the snow...






Rich, Annie, Emily, Owen, and Kim






pinballed...






Kim's brother Rich







played Ms. Pacman and Galaga...






Kim's brother Scott







and just relaxed.






Scott, Derrick, Courtney, and Annie







Owen especially loved chasing and hiding from his uncles...













hanging out with his cousin and best friend Emily...













playing with his baby cousin Ryley...













and being with his Nana and Papa.














We also went snowboarding, played poker, went shopping at the outlets, had a nine ball tournament, and gorged ourselves with insane amounts of food, but Kim and I weren't the best with our camera and neglected to take pictures of those events.

(Any Kunz family reunion attendees reading this blog that have pictures of those events, please email them to me and I will post those too.)

Please forgive Kim and I for being lazy with our camera. We have no pictures of Heidi, Kate, Trish, Dexter, Bone, or Samson either. And of course, we all missed Melissa, who is currently training to be an army medic.

We had an absolute blast and can't wait to do it again next year.

Side note...My first day back at work after this quick but glorious vacation, I had to fire another employee. If anyone out there knows of anyone opposed to selling drugs who also knows how to tell time, please send them my way.

Dexter and Owen

The groomer accidentally cut off Dexter's left ear. I guess that's what you get when you take your dog to a place called Doggie Stylez.














Actually, his ear is fine. We wish she would have taken a little more off the sides of his face though.