the story of stover

stover dad and stover mom were two loners (okay, mom stover was a bit lonely and dad stover was in town for a summer of money) who ran into eachother at an ultimate frisbee game.  stover dad thought stover mom was a hottie.  stover dad even got himself invited to the after-party stover mom was attending to be with her.  stover dad continued to will his way into stover mom's life and stover mom fell in love after only a few weeks.  stover mom didn't want him to go back to utah when the summer of money was over.  stover dad suggested 'follow me to utah'.  stover mom wisely said 'give me a ring' so stover dad surprised her with a ring at lake powell.  (see proof below)  straightaway stover mom left her lonely apartment on stover street and followed him to utah.... the rest is the start of our family!

alright already!

with some social pressure (you know who you are) but mostly my own motivating guilt, i'll elect to post a bit about the 'stover street' fam. i won't promise much... however, i promise to forego proper punctuation and spell checks. i promise to keep it light-hearted and superficial. and i promise to post on an irregular basis. here we are- the fam (minus boring old stover dad and myself)... aren't we cute?