Real nice Mom and Dad, my first shot at writing the Christmas letter and you’re not even sending it out in cards. Something about a tight budget and saving trees. I don’t know what the big deal is about saving trees, all I do is pee on them anyway. Oh, hi by the way, my name is Butch. I’m the newest member of the Boelk family and therefore it is apparently my job to write the Christmas letter. For those who have not been lucky enough to meet me, I am a 125 lb. great dane and black lab mix. Yes, that makes me the second largest person in this family. And don’t think I don’t know it. So, this year has been quite an adjustment for me. See, I came from a shelter where I had been staying for probably 1 ½ years. Prior to that I was taken away from a neglected household where my brother and I were starving to death and we didn’t get treated the nicest. Luckily for me, I have found this great loving family and I now have a psycho sister who I really am fond of. I love all this yard I get to roam around in; chasing squirrels, digging holes, playing with my sis, and basking in the sun. But my main pleasure in life is cuddling with my family.
This new family of mine is a very busy one. That I learned quickly. Let’s see, let me start with the kiddos. These three are non-stop action, and I am often found in the middle of craziness. The girl, Taylor, well she loves dancing, reading, and socializing. This year she played tee ball again in the summer and Dad was the coach again. She also went to some Safety Camp in
Tay’s brothers, well, they have a
Mom and Dad have been VERY busy with their church this year. They are often gone to meetings or at church for housegroups, prayer groups, church board, set-up/tear down, and Sunday school teaching. I guess they felt an even stronger calling from God and decided to take on finding a new home for the
Holly and I have unfortunately found ourselves home alone on several occasions this year, as the family traveled without us (what’s up with that?). One of those being their annual trip to
The family wanted me to express that this year was one of many thanks. Thanks for all of our wonderful family and specifically parents, thanks for the abundance of friendship, thanks for their wonderful church community, thanks for secure and enjoyable employment, thanks for food and shelter, and thanks for their relationship with Jesus Christ. May the Holy Spirit enter your hearts in both times of need and in celebration in 2010.
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, GOD BLESS, and Go Hawks!!!
Brian, Amy, Taylor, Carver, Kinnick, Holly, and Me (Butch)






After talking to Santa we moved on to making snowman t-shirts at Kingdom Graphics. Each kid colored their own shirts and they turned out great. From there, we walked downtown passing by the old school brick fireplaces in the street and wonderful luminaires.
We then headed up to the library to make ornaments and have more treats with Becky.
On the way back towards the Hoover Museum we stopped for some homemade doughnuts by the Boy Scouts which were yuuummmmyyyy! And after that, for the finale, a horse carriage ride around the Hoover park area and downtown streets of West Branch. A chilly ride, but very beautiful.
What a wonderful night.


We then went over on the south side of the stadium and greeted the football team as they came off their buses.
Following that, we went over to the Rec Center and watched the 


Carver decided to go with a scary skull.
Taylor chose a cute chiahau for some reason.
Amy went with her always favorite big pumpkin eating the smaller pumpkin. Or as I like to call it, jack-o-cannibal. Unfortunately we do not have pictures due to it's graphic nature. And I had to honor our wonderul Hawkeyes by carving an old school Hawk with a cursive Iowa.








15 mile bike

and 3.1 (5k) run.









The Skydivers

