My Family (June 2006)
From left to right: Dad, Mom, Naomi(Bride), Alexa, Me, Nathan, and in front, Caleb.
From left to right: Dad, Mom, Naomi(Bride), Alexa, Me, Nathan, and in front, Caleb.
Mom and Dad dancing at our cousin's wedding (Sept. 06)

My Brothers (2007)
Nathan and Caleb playing with the camera during dinner devotions (tsk tsk)
Nathan and Caleb playing with the camera during dinner devotions (tsk tsk)

........Aaannnd........
ME!
(2002?)

There is a long story behind this picture.
I will start from the beginning (...the very best place to start).
Well.
We used to go to a church in town (River Valley Community Church) and there was a ministry called "Kids Reaching Kids". It was sort of like Sunday School except a little more involved. All the kids in Sunday school got to do something. You could be a clown, a puppet hand, a face painter, or an actor. We did skits, puppet shows, etc. at parks and places. The clowns would hand out balloons, juggle, and attract other kid's attention.
So I was an actor. Noah in fact.
And, as everyone knows, Noah had a beard, right? And as you can see I was only a little buck who, try as I may, could not grow a beard. Much less a long, wispy, grey one as Noah undoubtedly had.
Make-Up works miracles! Within 30 seconds, I had a beard!
The make-up got kinda messy after playing Noah and then one of my friends starting putting ketchup in my hair! (Actually, its a red wig. But don't tell anyone. They wouldn't know otherwise).
So one of the moms thought it was soooooo cute (don't you think?) that she took a picture of me. And alas! There went my reputation as a dignified, stately, and venerable young lad! Now, all my hopes of being a pastor or a politician, are dashed because of one small and insignificant misunderstanding!!! (sniff)
The End
Stay tuned on Aaron's iBlog for more pictures!
I will start from the beginning (...the very best place to start).
Well.
We used to go to a church in town (River Valley Community Church) and there was a ministry called "Kids Reaching Kids". It was sort of like Sunday School except a little more involved. All the kids in Sunday school got to do something. You could be a clown, a puppet hand, a face painter, or an actor. We did skits, puppet shows, etc. at parks and places. The clowns would hand out balloons, juggle, and attract other kid's attention.
So I was an actor. Noah in fact.
And, as everyone knows, Noah had a beard, right? And as you can see I was only a little buck who, try as I may, could not grow a beard. Much less a long, wispy, grey one as Noah undoubtedly had.
Make-Up works miracles! Within 30 seconds, I had a beard!
The make-up got kinda messy after playing Noah and then one of my friends starting putting ketchup in my hair! (Actually, its a red wig. But don't tell anyone. They wouldn't know otherwise).
So one of the moms thought it was soooooo cute (don't you think?) that she took a picture of me. And alas! There went my reputation as a dignified, stately, and venerable young lad! Now, all my hopes of being a pastor or a politician, are dashed because of one small and insignificant misunderstanding!!! (sniff)
The End
Stay tuned on Aaron's iBlog for more pictures!