We had record-breaking snowfall on Thursday & Friday (2/11 and 2/12/10) in the North Texas area.  Approximately 12.5 inches of snow fell, beating the previous 24-hour record of 12.1 inches set in 1964.  The most snow recorded in DFW in 1 day was 7.8 inches, set on 1/15/1964 and 1/14/1917.  The snowfall began very early Thursday morning and continued, non-stop, for almost 24 hours!  This winter has been documented as the “snowiest” winter on record for the DFW area.  Denton ISD closed schools on Thursday and Friday, so we were able to fully enjoy this beautiful act of nature. Click here to view all of the pictures and videos in the gallery.

We had a movie night a few evenings ago and were left with some candy boxes.  We came up with a creative way to reuse them — at least I think so! Tiger slept on the bed with those boxes on his paws for about 2 hours.

The other day I was wondering around on the internet looking for an online retailer where I could purchase additional pieces of my favorite Czech porcelain, Zwiebelmuster.  Along the way, I landed upon a blog written by a woman named Tanja, who moved to the US from the Czech Republic in the 1990’s.  In her blog, she asked a reader, Jana, to write about her experiences growing up in a Czech family (click here to read Jana’s story).  I couldn’t help but post a response with my own recollections of growing up Czech - we had so many similarities!  Below is the comment I left on her blog.  I’ve added to it as I recall more:

This was so funny to read and brought back so many memories of my childhood.  My parents were Czech and moved to North Texas in the early 1970’s with my brother and sister (both Czech born).  I was the American accident born later.   My sister, to this day, still jokes about this with me.  I knew growing up that my family was different from other families in our neighborhood, but honestly, it didn’t really phase me much.

I remember during our Halloween Carnivals at Handley Elementary School, each classroom had a different activity that children could participate in.  My mom was cast as a fortune teller for a couple of years because of her thick Czech accent - they must of thought it added to the intrigue.  As for the fashion sense of my dad (or the lack of), I recall him wearing socks and sandals A LOT, even when it was freezing cold outside.  It’s funny, he must of been ahead of his time, because I see my students sporting this hot fashion trend now.  It still makes me cringe!!  He’d also freak out if we didn’t wear our bačkory (slippers) in the house - as if we’d come down with the plague if they weren’t on our feet!  I can remember the parties my parents would have with their other Czech friends, which usually ended in a chorus of Czech singing - I’d come out of my bedroom and yell at them to be quiet.  I remember when my maternal Czech grandparents came to visit (I think I was 9 or 10 years old).  My grandpa taught me how to count to 10 in Czech.  He would also take showers in our backyard by hanging a waterhose over the branch of a tree.  He would wear his boxers - so I wasn’t scarred too much !!  I can remember shopping with my mom.  She and I would have a conversation and people would give us weird looks because she would speak to me in Czech and I would speak in English.  To this day, my sister and I speak “Czenglish” when we don’t want someone to understand what we’re saying (it’s usually our kids!).  I can remember garlic being the cure-all for my illnesses as a child.  Earache?  Mom would stick a mashed clove of garlic in my ears and shove a cotton ball to keep it in!  She’d then wrap my head in a torn, 1/4 piece of a twin sheet.  And I remember hovering over a slowly boiling pot of salt water to clear my stuffed nose.  The reference to wanting a “Happy Meal” cracked me up.  Boy, can I relate!  I don’t think I actually had one until I was in my teens and bought it myself!  We RARELY went out to eat.  It was always homecooked Czech foods and homemade bread.  My sandwiches were often “open-faced” so everything would fall off when I took a bite if I wasn’t careful.  And Jana is so right - meals frequently started with a soup (in our case - it was often bramboračka).  Also, I love how Jana can relate to the movie “My Big Fat Greek Wedding.”  That movie also reminds me so much of my family.  Especially the mom in the movie when she asks “Are you hungry?”, the boyfriend (Ian) says “No.”, and she says “Ok, I’ll get you something to eat.”  That was SO my mom when my husband and I were dating and he’d come over to our house!!  I miss the “Czech Days” at the Texas State Fair.  Those were always fun.  I really, truly miss coming home from school during the holiday season to my mom baking and getting the house ready - honestly, it feels like a wonderful dream when I think back to it.  And I miss my dad ALWAYS buying me flowers on Valentine’s Day - he was a hardworking, supportive, dedicated family man that I didn’t really appreciate until I got older and lost him.  Most of all, I really miss my parents!  They taught me so much that I am passing down to my own son.  And all of those Czech foods that I grew so tired of as a child?  I spend hours preparing the same meals now that I’m an adult so my husband and son can enjoy them.

Thank you for the wonderful read!!    Anna

I just had to post this.  Dennis created it for his niece and nephews.

A great picture of 3 generations of the “Leake Men” taken during John and Camden’s trip to Colorado Springs in August, 2009.

Camden had a fantastic bowling party this year with 6 of his closest friends.

Camden had a very successful 2nd grade year.  Wow, what an incredible difference from last year.  He finished with an “A” average and is now reading above grade level.  Last year we were told at his previous elementary school that we would need to retain him in 1st grade and they gave us a list of his problems.  They (the teachers & administrators) felt he could not be successful in the 2nd grade.  John and I (especially John) disagreed.  We decided to move him to our neighborhood school, McNair Elementary.  When we initially enrolled Camden in the other school district, I thought it was the best there was.  Boy was I mistaken.  Now I know that all that glitters isn’t gold.

Great job, Camden!

We had a magnitude 3.3 earthquake in Dallas, Texas yesterday. I didn’t feel anything in Denton. However, John was at work just outside of DFW International Airport and felt the initial earthquake along with an after shock a little while later. He was actually on the phone with me when the first earthquake hit.

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