I'm nominating today to be a day we celebrate another YOTA - Year Of The Abby. In honor of said celebration, I propose we all enjoy something awesome today. I notice that Abby always has some thing awesome to be happy about. (That is more to say that she always seems to focus on the positive things in life.)
I think it's also fair to say that I'm not the only one that she has brought a smile to. Perhaps some of you have profited from this boondoggling, paper box making, music sharing, number crunching, and generally always smiling girl. While I wasn't there to appreciate the above mentioned talents, I can attest that Abby is one very special woman, and I'm excited that today is her birthday.
My parents are 7 years apart, and they always loved to tease me, as if I would suffer the same fate. What senior in high school wants to think that his wife is actually in 5th grade at that time? It's just not right. Except that it is. And such is my blessed luck! I will definitely be celebrating another Year Of The Abby, and look forward to many more.
Happy Birthday Abby!
(Incriminatingly cute pictures to come once I'm not logged in through work!)
HISTORY
A Little History:
Our story begins in Pocatello, Idaho, circa 1972, when the lovely Debby Christensen agreed to a first, though fateful date with admirer, David Croshaw. Long story-short, he bade her follow him, and they went arm-in-arm to the Logan, Utah temple for establishment of an eternal family unit, Generation 1, on May 23 1973.
From their first blissful summer in Salt Lake City, educational pursuits took them to Provo/Orem, Utah, birthplace of Leslie and Rebecca, and to San Francisco/Oakland California, birthplace of Colin and Matt. Then, for establishment of livelihood, expansion of the tribe with Abby and Dana, and for raising/unifying of Generation 2, it was back to the roots in Pocatello for a rewarding sojourn.
In time, driven by a raging, but commonly shared sense of adventure and independence, one-by-one, Generation 2 escaped the homeland to distant regions of the country and the world, each ultimately developing their own tribal expansions by pairing with worthy mates and initiating Generation 3.
Now sensing fulfillment of their purpose in Pocatello, Generation 1 has also left those roots and transplanted to Cascade Idaho, from which base, they anticipate more abundant contact with The Posterity, Generations 2 and 3, in the future. That contact however, awaits fulfillment of a call to LDS missionary service in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada, wherein they hope to help the state of the world by sharing the love of Jesus Christ.
So now, including Generation 0 (Grandma and Grandpa Christensen) home base includes Yuma, Arizona, Pocatello, Idaho, Cascade, Idaho, Vancouver, BC, Fort Lauderdale, Florida, Spokane, Washington, Boise, Idaho, Los Angeles, California, back to Boise, Idaho, and on and on (Generation 3+) to infinity.
Our Mission Statement:
This is the blog of our eternal family unit. Initiated years ago, it served well as a journal, but even more so, as an archive of our personal interaction. It was a gathering place, a confabulation instrument, a unifying force for four generations of widely dispersed and progressively prolific posterity, and their valued associates. Though it served these purposes well for many years, it eventually took a back seat to new-kids-on-the-block, Facebook, and Instagram, and was sadly forgotten.
We now move to resurrect this blog with an added functional purpose of archiving the missionary experiences of Generation 1, of their movements and activities as they participate with The Gathering of Israel in the land northward. In so doing, we hope that via their own comments and posts, this blog will again serve to gather and unify the posterity and their friends.
As in the past, that the young and vibrant may know the old and tired, that enduring bonds may be fostered and maintained, that experience and encouragement may be openly shared, that posterity may embrace truth, and that hearts may be knit together, we must resist detachment despite our geographic divergence. We shall do so here.
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8 comments:
Muahahaha..... I guess this is the early preview for Abby, so she'll wonder when the pictures will be posted, and what pictures will they be? I love the suspense!
YOTA, so appropriate. I bet if you ask Abby to name all of the Joseph's technicolor-coat colors she can do it for you, in order.
abby and i both love numbers. i will call her with special number things, like when the date was 3-2-10, or when my car odometer was 55555. we get each other that way.
One of my favorite were the gigantic rubber band balls that she spent many hours assembling. It was kind of in the paper box, boondogling vein. Loved it and love you Abba dabba! This year's going to be a good one. I'm pretty sure of it.
This suddenly has me thinking of many hilarious/quirky things all of my siblings did. You are so funny!
All of your siblings? What about you, "Crash" Croshaw?
David, sure am glad you two didn't get married when you were a senior.
I'm thinking of Abby's fanny pack, stuffed full of random treasures she would find on the street. Then there were the hotel do-not-disturb signs she would collect. Also, when she was little, she used to draw concentric circles from tiny to large(like the rings of a tree,) squares, or whatever shape, sometimes in multi-colors. She would also wrap small
Christmas gifts in concentric boxes until they were huge. If you got one of those, you had your work cut out for you on Christmas morning. I could keep going, but I'll save some for the rest of you.
Happy Birthday my sweet girl,
Dad
I'm pretty sure I still thought boys were gross in 5th grade. Good thing I didn't meet David then. :)
Fortunately, I've already told David about the fanny pack and some other embarrassing quirks. While it brought his image of my childhood geekiness to an all-time high, he still loves me.
i think david also knows about the warning yellow tape you collected--danger, do not enter? i can't remember what they said, but i do seem to remember you guys talking about this.
i will just add a p.s. that abby was always looking for ways to use her brain in different ways. always thinking, considering. she told grandma once she wanted to be an inventor. there is still time.
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