Reuion...er reuNion

Life continues to go well for all "four" of us. All signs suggest the babies are doing well.

We went to Chattanooga the other weekend so Mary Jane could attend to her 10 year high school reunion. Much fun was had by all. The day started off with a picnic downtown at the park. Some people packed elaborate lunches. Others brought...Chik-Fil-A.
That evening everyone met at the Winkler's for the "official" event. We arrived early (although not as early as some) to help with the setup. It was decided by someone, no one has exactly claimed this idea, that it would be a good idea to send some of the husbands to the area where people were parking to direct traffic. There wasn't enough room to park near the Winkler home so people were given directions to a near by area to park and the plan was to shuttle them back and forth by car. And a very good plan it was too. The men were sent to do the directing and shuttling without a second thought by anyone. Jason, Paul, John, and Nelson all left along with a bag of chips and some home made salsa. It was only after they were in place that it was realized that none of them were actually members of the high school graduating class. They were just four strange men standing by the side of the road (Nelson wearing a T-Shirt with "Reuion" scrawled in sharpie on it...it was realized to late a letter was missing and an extra "N" was scrunched in amongst the jumble of letters) flagging down cars and asking if they were part of the reunion. Actually, Nelson and Paul flagged down cars pointing at Nelson's T-shirt and then pointing at the parking lot. John Calvin drove the car back and forth. While Jason walked up to people getting out of their cars and asked "Are you here for the reunion? Hi, you don't know me. My name is Jason Broge, my wife is Mary Jane Broge, she would have been Mary Jane Hendrix when you knew her. I'm sorry to say there is no boat, but someone is shuttling people to the Winkler's. If you want to wait here for just a moment he will be right back." Well...truth be told. That isn't quite what Jason would say. He actually began with, "Are you hear for the CCLS reunion? Hi, you ...." The problem with this was that it was not the ccLs reunion. It was the CCS reunion (no L), so people would look at him very strangely (which is nothing new for Jason so it took him a while to realize something was wrong). Now the mistake was easy to make and should be forgiven. Jason was (until his vicarage started a month ago) a fieldworker at Webster Gardens Lutheran Church. The school attached to this church is CCLS (Christ Community Lutheran School). Naturally Jason is used to saying CCLS and found it easy to slip into. Eventually someone took pity on him and said..."do you mean CCS?" To which Jason paused and said..."uhhh...probably"

About an hour after the party had started the boys began wondering if they had been forgotten about and made inquires as to whether they could come back to the Winklers. There is some disagreement amongst the wives as to whether they had "forgotten" their husbands...but Kim gets points for sending John back to the husbands with snacks.

After all this one might start to think the whole party was a debacle, however that would be a mistake. A great time was had by all. Mary Jane got to catch up with friends she hadn't seen in a while and Jason got to see a slice of Mary Jane's life from before he knew her (which he always likes doing). Jessica planned the party perfectly and the food was provided by the Winklers...and was fantastic. We could go on and on but...well you've put up with enough rambling already.

The next day we attended Mark and Teela's shower. This was a great chance to see a lot of Mary Jane's family all at once, as well as support Mark and Teela (something we are always happy to do)

All in all it was a wonderful weekend back in the "Noog"

...there's always Enna

So here it is. The post you have all been waiting for. Well, okay, maybe not the post you have been waiting for, maybe the number two on the list of posts you have been waiting for. The big reveal of the gender.

We had our big ultrasound today and here are the pictures:

Well. So there you have it. The genders revealed. Pretty exciting! We are thrilled. Feel free to run out and start buying the appropriate clothing.

....just kidding. That's just a picture of one of the babies waving.

Okay, enough Tom foolery (or should I say Jane foolery?). Time to go ahead and let the cat out of the bag. They are both...GIRLS!!

We are beyond thrilled. However this does present and interesting dilemma. As many of you know, we have had names picked out for...well...years. We have two boy names and one girl name. This has never really bothered us in the past. We figured when Mary Jane got pregnant we would be all set whether it was a boy or a girl. Then we found out it was going to be twins and we figured: no big deal, what are the chances it will be two girls....err...100% evidently.

So it's time to go back to the drawing board. We have brainstorming all evening and can tell you for sure that Belinda, Petunia, and Bob are out. In the running? Oh, well, you don't really expect us to tell you everything in one post do you? We need to have something to keep you coming back.

PS (Coming soon...an exciting name creating game that you can play in your own home!)

PPS (That's still going to happen, right Kobsy?)

in under the wire

Welcome to the post which is likely to get missed in all the hoopla the next post will create. In a sensible world this post would have seen the light of day a week ago, way back when it was new. But....
To keep things short and sweet...Jason is now officially a vicar. He was "vicarized" on Sunday the 29th and will spend the next year working full time at Salem Lutheran Church in Afton MO, conveniently located 1.3 miles from our home. So people refer to him as "Vicar" or "Vicar Broge" or occasionally "Vicar Jason" and of course..."Hey You" is never out of the realm of possibility.

The good vicar preached his first sermon last weekend. It seems to have gone well. At the very least, no one chased him out of the sanctuary so that's a definite improvement.

Salem is a very friendly church and we both anticipate an exciting and wonderful year there.

We leave you now with some pictures of the "vicarizing" for your viewing pleasure.


Jason was asked later by a friend how it "felt" becoming a vicar. "Like someone's hand was on my head" was about the best answer Jason could come up with.

However Charlie, who was present at the service, (way to go Heizners...and you too Kobsy and Kit)
gave sworn testimony that "the heavens were torn open and a voice declared ...this is your vicar, with him I am well pleased."

Jason doesn't know if he would go that far, but truth be told he is really enjoying his vicarage so far.