Part Two, The Boys

Here are the boys {Kody and Kolin's} tribute to their Dad, which was read at his service in NY last month.

Kody's...

My Daddy is the best dad a kid could ask for. He was everything from loving and caring and just plain and simple, he was my hero.
The thing that made my dad different from how much he loves his family and how he would do anything for his family was when he saw somebody struggling to do something he would stop whatever he was doing to help that person.
More specifically I remember my Mom telling me how her and Dad were at the mall and there was a little old man trying to put minutes on his cell phone and my dad helped him out and the guy was all like taking out money and thanking my dad for what he did. He didn’t take the money, he just shook his hand and wished him a nice day.
The stories my father left behind are amazing and they are very funny to talk about, well most are funny to talk about.
I think the best story ever told was when my dad needed cigarettes so he took my older brother, Kyle James mini bike to go but them. He had to ride over a lake that was sort of frozen. He was riding and there was a thin piece of ice, he hit it and fell through. Lol
He was screaming “Kyle get your mother, I’m in the lake!” Then my dad’s genius neighbor ran outside with a rope with a hook on it. He threw it out there but instead of holding on to one end he threw the whole thing out there. My Mom and sisters ran and got a canoe and my dad said you could hear it coming down the stairs Clunk, Clunk, Clunk.
Finally the fire dept came and the whole time they were trying to get him out of the freezing water he was yelling for someone to get him a lighter, for his cigarette, which he somehow managed to keep dry. My Mom made him come home and make dinner that night, she said he wasn’t getting out of it because it was his turn.
Even more recent I remember whenever I came home from a bad day at school and felt like ripping homebodies head off he would always take me into the back porch and talk me through it.
He always said “Don’t stress over what you can’t control” . That’s why I am not letting my fathers death eat me alive. I just have to face the fact I will never have another Daddy.
What my Dad also taught us kids was that he told us when you meet a girl not to treat them like crap. He always said “girls are like socks, if you treat them good they won’t get all nasty on you” He said “Kody, your Mom is my pair of socks”.
He told my sisters boyfriends, “IF YOU MAKE MY DAUGHTER CRY I WILL MAKE YOU CRY”.
He always reminded us who is the most important lady in the world, His Izzy a/k/a My Mom.
He told us to treat every woman like a princess especially Mom. My Dad treated my Mom like a princess, no doubt about that.
Man how we are going to miss what an awesome man he was, we are going to miss him a lot.
Rest in Peace Vinny Provolone.
I love you Daddy.
Love, Kody a/k/a Bear

And Kolin's...

Karl John Kruppenbacher, forever my dad.

My dad was the best person you could ask for. As a dad and as a husband my dad was a rare dad basically he was a flat out bad ass since birth.
He would always tell us life lessons and all the crazy things he did when he was a kid. Like how his dad almost cut his hand off with an axe but thank God my dad watched McGiever and he saved his dads life.
If you took the time out to unwrap him you would find out that he was a very loving and caring person who loved his family more then anything and would do anything for his wife whom they been together for 31 years and will always be together for ever and ever.
My dad always had a nickname for me he would call me RAMBO because the last thing i promised him is that after high school I was joining the Marines and becoming a sniper.
He also called me since the beginning ``bop or kolly bop" but when we screwed around each other he called me "hello kitty" and I called him Brett Farve back. He really didn't like Brett Farve much, neither did I.
Recently I joined football and he would be at every game that he could and he came to every practice and I mean every practice and every game i would always hear him screaming "GO KOLIN GO RUN YOUR FREAKING BUTT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YA THAT'S MY BOY".
Every time I heard that it make me feel really good about myself and make me work harder and all the games that my team won was the greatest feeling for him to say "that's my son and I am proud".
He really was the greatest dad any kid could ask for. He would brag to his drivers and talk about us all the time.
My dady taught me how to fix cars, he had me help changing tires on the big mack trucks and everything else.
He always came home with a few dollars on him and would go to the dollar store and always bought my mom a little something that always said her three favorite words FAITH HOPE & LOVE.
Some weekends he would take me my brother Kody, my sister Kaysha, my Mom and me to go to the Lake Square Mall just to hang out and get us a little something for us.
It never mattered if we didn't get anything all that mattered was that we had each other and that's all we really needed.
So I just wanted to say is that I love you and miss you dady you were the world to me and you always will be and that I still wanna be a Marine Sniper and I'm still going to be.
I love you dady!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Love always your RAMBO Kolin

Too cute, huh?

As always, I got to leave a picture...my OCD's won't let me not.
So, in an attempt to try something "normal" for a change, I transplanted three plants today.



Check with me at the end of the week to see if they are still green and standing tall.
No I wasn't born blessed with the ability to keep a darn plant alive for more then 48 hours.
Yes that is a Starbucks Carmel Macchiato with a shot of raspberry and a bunch of whip cream on top.
I girls gotta do what a girls gotta do to keep her sanity. :0)

Have a great day everyone!!