The One and Only Noland

My last and final piece of the puzzle that makes up my family is Noland. Noland. If you knew him that would be self explanatory. He loves being spontaneous. The best thing about him is his zest for life. Everything in life is absolutely dandy, and I love that he loves it. His best feature is his real laugh. If you can make this kid laugh, really laugh, then you can't help but laugh too. He always keeps everyone guessing what he will do next. I love that he gets super excited about everything. He is very sensitive to everyone else around him. He is sympathetic. He is always there if you had a bad day or if you just need some help. Everyone that knows Noland has a "Noland Story". In my small town, everyone knows him. He is super friendly and attracts followers wherever he goes. He is a trend setter. I miss him tons already and I have only been gone a week! That is the end of my wonderful family. I hope that you can learn to love them as I do. I am glad that everyone got to take a peek at the wonderful people who make my house a home.

Sisters

How do I even start this blog? This is about my most favorite sister. How do I even begin to paint the picture of my loving, compassionate sister. Pretty much even though I am the older sister, she sure has taught me alot more about life than I could have ever dreamed. She is the prime example of service. She is constantly serving without recognition and without fanfare. She is without guile. She is a dancer. She dances for 3 hours every morning. She is a psycho blogger. She loves it! And actually her blogs are hilarious. Lou is the family dictionary. She is always using insanely massive words. No one can stay up with her rapidly expanding vocabulary. We are best friends and have been since I was five. We have always shared a room and I think we are closer because of that. I will miss her tons when i move this week. Lou is one of those people that i can totally be myself in front of. I will never forget how wonderful she is. I would never have picked anyone else to be my sister. Love ya Lou!

Hey Nick (Hey Jude)

Continuing down my family list, next is Nick. Nick and I are only 2 1/2 years apart. We have almost always been in the same school. We have spent alot of time riding in cars before he could drive, talking to and from school. I would say that we are close, but sometimes we don't get along. I will miss his smiles and constant happy personality. I will miss his, "Guess what Kyleigh??" He is fun and full of energy. He loves our little dog. He is super compassionate but not many people know that about him. He keeps all his secrets inside until he knows that he can really trust you. I will miss him asking me for advice. I am proud that he is my brother. I look up to him. (Now I do literally. Not that I would ever admit that to him.) I will miss his random facts at dinner. I will just miss him when I leave that's all there is to it! I am glad I got to grow up with him. I am glad that my mom had all of us super close together, so that we could all be best friends. I wouldn't have it any other way! Love ya Nick! If any of my readers are wondering about the title of this blog. My brother is madly in love with the Beatles (HEY JUDE) hence, Hey Nick.

Ode to Supermom

This is my tribute to my wonderful super mom. I really have the most amazing mom in the world. I know that all of my readers might want to argue that point... I hate to disappoint you but you are sorely mistaken. My mom is who everyone wants to be. I get told that on a consistent basis. I am frequently asked, "Your mom works, cleans and cooks dinner every night??" "Yep. She's super mom." How do you count the ways that your mother has been an influence in your life? Can I count the sleepless nights she spent waiting up til insane hours of the night because I was on a date? Can I count how many times she knew just how to fix whatever was wrong? Thank you just seems inadequate. How can you thank one of the people that shaped you and helped you grow into the person you are? She is under the impression that when I leave I will totally forget about my wonderful home in my wonderful small town. But how could I? I will never forget the 'special time' my mom took with me. Listening, sluffing school and going shopping, shakes, and long talks at night time. I love my mom and hope to be even half as good as her when I grow up. Love ya MOM!!