tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9859981931047789542024-03-04T22:58:37.775-08:00Adventures of the Scott FamilyPaul~Heather~Mitchell~Madilynne~MasonUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-34131975581989722582012-08-30T20:33:00.000-07:002012-08-30T20:33:04.592-07:00InsanityIt is amazing how time flies. I can't believe it has been so long since I wrote anything. Our family had a fast paced summer. The family got to spend a lot of time at Lagoon and Lagoon-a-beach with the season passes that were given to us in by Grandpa and Nana McNeely. They have been well used and we had a blast. We also were able to go to the sand dunes once. It was a hot weekend, but nice to get away. The kids enjoyed swim lessons and any water they could find. Popsicles were eaten by the dozens. We visited the library every week. We had a fun filled trip to Bear Lake. That trip alone made for some unforgettable memories. Heather started graduate school and spent most of her nights up late studying, doing homework, and taking tests. She is still working full time at the University Hospital and sleeps a little during daytime hours. We survived the summer without any major accidents, those we saved up until school started. <br />
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The only way to explain this week is a crazy whirl-wind. Some might call it a tornado, but no one died, so I scaled it back. To start off, I started graduate school last week to get a doctoral degree as a Women's Health Nurse Practitioner and a Certified Nurse Midwife. It has been a goal to be an advanced practitioner for a long time and I can't believe I am finally making it happen. I have had many late nights and little sleep. I am sure it is just the beginning of more to come. I have had to let go of the house a little. That is so hard to do. I really struggle not having everything in its place. The laundry also takes longer to find its way back into the drawers of dressers and closets. It has come accustom to the couch. I am making baby steps with little projects to help my house be more organized; however, it may never be back to my previous standard until I am out of school.<br />
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I knew going into this program it would be hard. I have prepared myself for this for a long time. I don't think my family realized the sacrafices that it would entail. The amount of time in a day has been drastically shortened. I am still working full time at the hospital on Labor and Delivery. I am still work the graveyard shift so the kids don't seem to know that I am gone as often. But, it is taking a toll on my body and strength. I feel pulled tightly, in a multitude of directions and am just trying to find balance. The mommy role doesn't go away during the day, so I am often doing homework, readings, quizes, and an array of other tasks for school at night, after 9pm. I hope I will be able to cut back my hours at work soon and be able to have time to decrompress, or at least breath at the end of the night.<br />
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On the lighter side, I have met a very diverse group of women who are in my cohort. I really hope to get to know all of the better and be enlightened in their life's journey. I hope to gain new friendships and life long colleages through this short journey.<br />
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Now on to the chaos of the Scott household. Mitchell and Madilynne started school last Tuesday. Mitchell is now in 4th grade and Madilynne is in 1st grade. The first day of school, Madi saw a friend from last year, let go of my hand, and caught up with her friend, held hands, and they skipped down the hall together. She didn't even look back. My heart sunk a little....my little girl. She is growing faster than I am able to realize sometimes. I perked up, looked down at Mason still holding on to my hand and smiled. I had at least one of them holding my hand to keep me strong. It's not that I was going to miss her holding my hand, I just felt a sense of ackwardness. What was I supposed to do, just let go? She is only six. She still has so much to learn and grow. I want to walk with her every step along the way. But children don't only learn from the parents, they also learn from their school teachers, their friends, and through life's experiences.<br />
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Mitchell's first week of class of was bumpy, but to be expected. He has a difficult time with change and adapting to a new environment and routine. Overall, he has done okay. No violent outbursts were noted. He hasn't been to the office and the school is working on helping to intervene with his behavior before he peaks with frustration. <br />
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I really am getting closer to the chaos. So, the first week of school, a little excitement and thrill. Now on to week number two. Sunday night, I worked a graveyard shift and came home and slept. I only could sleep until about 1 pm and I got up and straightened up the house a bit and then went for a jog with the dog. I picked up Mason for my neighbors house and we were off to pick up carpool by 2:30 pm. When I pulled up in the carpool lane, Madilynne was teary. She climbed into the carpool and told me she hurt her arm falling off the monkey bars. She was guarding her arm and I didn't get a good look at it until after I dropped off the other kids at home from carpool. Her left arm was misshapen. I didn't want to alarm her, or the other kids, particularly Mitchell. I told Madilynne we needed to go get a picture of her arm and make sure she was okay. She broke down crying at the news of needing a picture. She wailed that she did not want to have surgery.<br />
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I tried to calm the crying six year old with an ice cream cone. Everyone in the car got an ice cream. We waited at the instacare to be seen for almost and hour before we even got an x-ray. While waiting, Madi watched her ice cream melt. She had not appetite for an ice cream. Odd. Then she proceeded to take a 45 minute nap in my arms. She was exhausted. We were finally seen by the doctor, almost 2 hours after arriving and were informed that Madi had broken her radius and ulna in her left arm. They were green stick fractures and she would need to be splinted with a sling, and then be seen by an orthopaedic next week. Oh joy! She was such a tough little girl. The nurses splinted her arm and a sling was placed around her. And we were off to make dinner, get Mitchell dressed for Kenpo, and get me a shower before heading off to work another 12 hour night shift.<br />
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I worked an extremely busy shift that night. No rest for the weary. I started out the shift as the charge nurse and had 25 week stop-and-drop twins come through the door with every room full. The night never slowed down. I felt like the whirl wind of the day continued long into the night and the next morning.<br />
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Madi awoken during the night in pain and Paul gave her pain medication, anti-inflammatories, and ice through out the night. I came home and got into bed around 930 and was awoken to the lawn being mowed at 1pm. I couldn't go back to sleep and had things to do. Homework, housework, exercise, a special meeting at the school with Mitchell's teacher, carpool, kid's homework, dinner, and the list goes on. I did all the duties of being mom and playing taxi. We even had a fairly good dinner. I then stayed up until 1 am doing homework and studying. Yeah, for late nights of insanity!<br />
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Wednesday came quickly, too quickly. Kids were gotten up and readied for school. Mason was a trooper to allow me to work on homework for a part of the morning. I had one afternoon class and rode the trax train for my first time to the University. It was a bit overwhelming to ride the train. I feel very unfamilar with public transportation but was just trying to find more time to work on studying. I made it to and from the University without a hiccup. When Madi came home from school she was whiny and complaining her elbow hurt. I was concerned the splint was not on right, or that she didn't have enough padding. Then she started to cry. I was even more concerned and we took her back to the instacare for them to adjust her splint. They placed more padding and she said it felt better.<br />
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Here we are on Thursday and I overslept. I might have turned off the alarm. JUMP! Everyone up and out the door in 17 minutes. It must be a new world record, at least at our house. I worked more on school and preparing for class. Did a little yard work, watered the garden and pulled a few weeds. What an overgrown jungle I have in my back yard. Not just the weeds, but the garden is screaming to be harvested. Does that mean I need to make salsas and spagetti sauce this weekend? I guess we will squeeze it in. I had an afternoon class and rode the train to and from. I had much less anxiety and was very productive in reading while riding. I don't recommend doing that while being the driver. Anyway, home again, for a peaceful night with the family at home. I thought we might harvest the garden and relax. WRONG! Mitchell was complaining his head hurt, he had a sore throat, and felt dizzy. Fever, check, 101. Okay, maybe we could wait it out til tomorrow and see if he feels better tomorrow. Then Madi was having problems with her splint again and crying even more that her elbow hurt. I gathered the two oldest kids and decided to kill two birds with one stone. Double doctor's visit and off we went. <br />
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Back to the instacare for another adjustment. Nope. Not another adjustment, we found what appears to be a pressure sore or allergic reaction to the splint on her inner elbow. Of course there was! Why would it go as planned. The disturbed skin had to be doctored up and a completely new splint had to be made to better accomodate her size. Home sweet home. It's passed bed time and no homework done yet. Everyone in jammies and off to bed.<br />
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I needed to decompress a little and thought a little journaling would put my mind at ease. I have to focus on the great things of this week! I have three breathing children that I love. I have spouse who is trying to help me as much as he can. (He even did the dishes tonight, brownie points!) Madi didn't get more hurt than a broken arm. Mitchell's doesn't have strep right now and his fever will break, eventually. I got to know a few of the women from my cohort this week and learn more about their families and the roles they currently assume in their own lives. I am grateful for my kids, my job, my husband, and my opportunity to go to school. I am blessed in so many ways and will continue to put one foot in front of the other. With Christ watching over me, or walking beside me, I can continue forward, ever forward. <br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-52301824554935640772012-05-16T04:22:00.000-07:002012-05-16T04:22:36.193-07:00Rollin' On!This last week has caused me to reflect a little more on the meaning and purpose of me and my place. We celebrated Mother's Day last week and I am so proud to have the privilege to be a mother. And at the same time, feel like I don't measure up to the expectations and demands placed on me. I had a wonderful role model growing up and can now see the multitude of sacrifices my mother made for me and my family. True love was shown through example. She was a wonderful example and continues to be. I love my mom!<br />
So what is a mother to be....a person who unconditionally loves! My purpose is to love, not only my children, but others as well. I can only hope to open my heart and mind and help my children learn the importance of acceptance of others and how to be kind. <br />
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Other news this past week, Mason completed his first year of preschool and had his graduation program. He loved singing and reciting things that he had learned. He already misses not going to class. He is turning into such a boy and less of my cute little, rounded belly toddler. His speech has improved tremendously and he loves his stuffed animals.<br />
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Madilynne is nearing the end of her kindergarten year. She has loved school and excelled in her reading. She loves to role play and is a social bug. She is ecstatic to start swim lessons. And thrilled to celebrate her birthday with a bunch of girls and getting her ears pierced.<br />
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Mitchell is really looking forward to summer and having a break from school. He has had a roller coaster of a year, but overall is doing well. We just recently got results back from his psychologist and he has been diagnosed with Austism, Attention Deficit Disorder, Mild Depression, and a learning disability. Is IQ is 140! I never doubted he is a brilliant little boy, but the psychologist stressed over and over again how intelligent he is. <br />
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So where do we go from here? Forward, ever forward. Mitchell is a brilliant kid and I love that most about him. I see changes and progress in him on a daily basis. He is trying to connect to a world that doesn't quite understand him or how he thinks. I hope to help him adapt and learn how to function in a different world. I love his genuine curiosity and honesty in everyday life. He makes me reflect a lot in my life and for that I am grateful. I want him to be happy and treated kindly. I want people to see his potential and help foster his inquisitive mind. I hope we can help treat his mood and help him feel happiness more. I want him to succeed and be happy. I hope that isn't too much. <br />
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Paul is busy with work and more training. He has headed to St. George for more tracker training and outdoor surveillance. He is loving it and it is great to see him actively engaged and passionate about his job. <br />
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School started on Monday for me....and its going. I am still trying to feel my way back in. After nine years outside of the classroom I am struggling a bit. But Paul gave me a nice blessing to help calm my troubled soul and find balance in my life. He is my rock and best friend. I love him for that. <br />
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So today is a new day, after I take a nap. I have worked all night and need to rest my eyes for a few. I pray for the strength to accomplish all the tasks today and help my children know that they are loved and valued!<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-49435170975265114432012-05-03T23:59:00.001-07:002012-05-03T23:59:27.447-07:00Count Down!The count down has begun! One week and three days, until Mommy, me, is back in school. I feel the anxiety starting to calm and the pieces are falling into place better. Paul is very supportive and my parents have my back 100%. I had a sit down talk with Mitchell this last week about the changes that are coming and he seems to understand and hopefully will cope well. <br />
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With this new adventure being added into our already busy life I have found that one of my biggest struggles has been accepting the change that I have chosen. I discovered that with most of the bumps in the road of my life I tend to move forward. That is just the direction I have to take. I have to take what I have been given and move forward in the best way possible. But this change has been the hardest, by far. I made the choice. It wasn't forced upon me, I chose to make this change. I also didn't realize the major amount of changes this one choice would create for me and my family.<br />
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I now am facing a job change, switching my schedule, not seeing my friends from work as frequently, and juggling the kids more. It is weird I have to let go of Labor and Delivery in order to become a Women's Health Nurse Practitioner and Nurse Midwife. I have to change my position of leadership and comfort to become a learner again. Shifting my role to student, instead of teacher is exciting and humbling. I just pray everything will go well. <br />
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Paul has been so busy, gearing up for marijuana eradication in Southern Utah. And the kids are winding down the school year. Mitchell is finishing up third grade. I can't believe how quickly he is growing and changing. He stands at my shoulder right now, at the age of nine. I'm sure he will be my height by the time he is 12 or 13. I better keep stocking my pantry!<br />
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Madi is a social light. She needs to be in contact with someone at all times or have a planned play date waiting in the wings. She makes me laugh the amount of times a day she needs to change her outfit and do something different with her hair.<br />
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Mason is getting ready to finish his first year of preschool, and by far, my most easy going kid. He loves to hold small toys in his hands and is a cuddle bug to stuffed animals. He loves to be sung to every night. "The Lamanites Mom, the Lamanite song." he says every night! Ah, the simplicity of life! I love that my kids remind me of the simple things every day!<br />
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As a family, we are hoping to visit Mickey Mouse again this year over Thanksgiving. We will have to see what the finances hold in trying to budget for me going to Graduate school and the bare needs of clothes and food. But, Paul has a training opportunity there right before Thanksgiving and it would be a great opportunity for family time too. Let's hope he gets approved for the training.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-68479394949926490332012-04-15T04:28:00.002-07:002012-04-15T05:38:32.359-07:00A week of changeSo many changes in life are occurring and it is slightly disturbing to my normal. Although I am use to many changes and riding the waves of life. I feel like I am in a spinning tornado, but by choice. I have chosen to go back to school to become a Nurse Practitioner and Midwife. I feel like I have made large strides in getting to where I am at, but have many more to conquer.<br /><br />I am so thankful to have a supportive husband who realizes the importance of this change and supports me and holds me up at times. Okay, maybe a lot of times. When I cry in the garage and ask myself, "how am I going to do this?" He smiles and hugs me and just says, "You will do what you always do, you'll just do it." I love him forever and always.<br /><br />I have to be honest though, Paul's job stresses me more than ever before. I keep a constant pray in my heart, night and day, for his safety. I love him so much and want to continue through this journey with him by my side.<br /><br />Our three kids are growing faster with each passing day. They each bring their own unique challenges that makes me question frequently the lessons I have to learn from them.<br /><br />Mitchell faces the challenges of everyday social interactions and how to calm his body during times of unease. Everyday is a challenge and sometimes he feels defeated and other days are a victory. He just found out that he gets to participate in safety patrol next year and he is extatic. He just turned 9 and is getting closer in height to his mother every day. Mitchell is doing better in kenpo and is working toward next belt level.<br /><br />Madilynne is a beaming bright five year old with the spunk of a fire cracker. She is very independent and loving kindergarten. She is a great beginning reader and loves math. She is a social butterfly and loves to dress in pink and dresses. Her asthma seems to be well controlled right now. She is struggling a bit with headaches and we aren't sure of the cause of them now. They have lessened in intensity for her, but are still occurring frequently. We recently found out that her kidney reflux has worsened and she is in need of surgery. More to come with that later.<br /><br />Mason just recently graduated from Speech therapy! Yah! Hi is a growing 4 year old with his own unique personality. When he speaks he wants to be heard clearly and without anyone else talking. He loves to play with his big brother and is a trooper, where ever mom needs to go. He loves to play with little hand held toys, hot wheels, and beyblades. After the second set of tubes, he seems to be hearing better. Let's hope they stay strong and he out grows the hearing problems!<br /><br />As a family we are doing well. We work to together to keep the train moving. It may not always be clean, but it is moving.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-65735532690311642992011-07-11T01:10:00.001-07:002011-07-11T01:16:40.979-07:004th of July 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvG_P_MliSmQg7DLYsQ73zs8HlRgL-C6l5NqVoGXryZrk7-WYhHcojyBrXHcg6OjcVHj2sImTWg1YMbPiNIFcTvx17pn7_6Nzh9fwHgwDSjudwiyJSLjl1LgcBtfCxD0ZDYgKTwpUGUTZb/s1600/IMG_0191%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628005432527578018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvG_P_MliSmQg7DLYsQ73zs8HlRgL-C6l5NqVoGXryZrk7-WYhHcojyBrXHcg6OjcVHj2sImTWg1YMbPiNIFcTvx17pn7_6Nzh9fwHgwDSjudwiyJSLjl1LgcBtfCxD0ZDYgKTwpUGUTZb/s400/IMG_0191%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGMlHMQ8SrrSP1D0CxvajkDgBA4UQIyqh7lFH4y5UQDFsiawObzRLWrVgAZq4k5pwmb6YbWT02AZCOq-HaWzWyWK_76gWRYL2f7SVmZrW5J_nYb4-56llhxbQqJQvNDd3Vs9VVXcP42TU/s1600/IMG_0183%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628005430717609554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBGMlHMQ8SrrSP1D0CxvajkDgBA4UQIyqh7lFH4y5UQDFsiawObzRLWrVgAZq4k5pwmb6YbWT02AZCOq-HaWzWyWK_76gWRYL2f7SVmZrW5J_nYb4-56llhxbQqJQvNDd3Vs9VVXcP42TU/s400/IMG_0183%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0Pcf6JLfcyBs9msVvRfUnsoYiJyuJftEa2pBuVPYINQfbFuqY0MSYxjUNmmBZAr0bLxlUId0vsHsv6_mj1ibkQxb-zsxWPpybxaU6uINMnd3GoQN-JzT7GjWuZL0mk48cHFyY6nfYhpm/s1600/IMG_0167%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628005420188535298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv0Pcf6JLfcyBs9msVvRfUnsoYiJyuJftEa2pBuVPYINQfbFuqY0MSYxjUNmmBZAr0bLxlUId0vsHsv6_mj1ibkQxb-zsxWPpybxaU6uINMnd3GoQN-JzT7GjWuZL0mk48cHFyY6nfYhpm/s400/IMG_0167%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKuY8bavEfKhm-BgKwEes0WzOExN6Qzo3fJmq1G4_JVopkafCXGnN4ytQI8410kiy_gxyK93ITr61auvQAu5LpGtx572g5FTevoOl6L4DbUsRKTOH11wUy4Op4URlNGzvq1dQdvMgwYSSx/s1600/IMG_0169%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628005414974835458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKuY8bavEfKhm-BgKwEes0WzOExN6Qzo3fJmq1G4_JVopkafCXGnN4ytQI8410kiy_gxyK93ITr61auvQAu5LpGtx572g5FTevoOl6L4DbUsRKTOH11wUy4Op4URlNGzvq1dQdvMgwYSSx/s400/IMG_0169%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTeJplt9HZNBSiVTvo7CwIE13bV3grepAay4toaEfPQtYql-NEHa_D8-fC7KQf6Mr6Pbft-_aSsecYTnJdyt8K1maoFURoQxaWqTUWk9Yhbv3G0M_3FrxzqZdHSr3onMm1nl0z8xG3CEWV/s1600/IMG_0168%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628005411313902546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTeJplt9HZNBSiVTvo7CwIE13bV3grepAay4toaEfPQtYql-NEHa_D8-fC7KQf6Mr6Pbft-_aSsecYTnJdyt8K1maoFURoQxaWqTUWk9Yhbv3G0M_3FrxzqZdHSr3onMm1nl0z8xG3CEWV/s400/IMG_0168%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a> <br /><div>BEAR LAKE</div><br /><br /><div>We had a great family trip to Bear Lake of the 4th of July with Paul's family. </div><br /><br /><div>We spent the weekend at the Cabin and lake. We had a great time at the lake with water toys and unlimited sand. We took a few rides on the 4-wheelers and enjoyed good company with family. Nana McNeely brought the ultimate crafts to help entertain the kids and adults. We had a wonderful time!</div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-46057343713486661482011-07-01T01:17:00.000-07:002011-07-11T01:35:20.047-07:00A night with the Bees<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSissHrz2Eh8MuU2fgFceTT0y4GlxrAxB3fy05l_HnpIewsp6ueUacPdp03K_segwIubaft0ZhAxD_7SM6FMuxTvS3XRsOs6STfcCJjUUBfGnHt87Tg5rQtM1JaIlYAcUlYJofjUr1zNuE/s1600/IMG_0117%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628008246136315986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSissHrz2Eh8MuU2fgFceTT0y4GlxrAxB3fy05l_HnpIewsp6ueUacPdp03K_segwIubaft0ZhAxD_7SM6FMuxTvS3XRsOs6STfcCJjUUBfGnHt87Tg5rQtM1JaIlYAcUlYJofjUr1zNuE/s400/IMG_0117%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a> June 2011<br /><br />We had a fabulous, relaxing, fun night @ the Bees game. We enjoyed the grass out past left field. All the boys took their gloves in hope for a fly ball. Mason convinced an out-fielder to throw him a practice ball and he was extatic. We ran into some good friends and the kids loved riding the train and have a little room to wiggle their bodies.<br /><br />Paul had the megatron show for all to see. He was running for a fly ball and slipped on the steep slope of the grass. Both feet flew out from underneath him and he landed flat on his butt/back. The fly ball popped right off his toe. The entire crowd growned at his pain. He quickly recovered and retrieved his earned ball.<br /><br />The summer night was warm with a light breeze. It was a great family night!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedWFBUNeM1wUjnKoWJSW0qwCMgR1N7W_AffS_lTmMT5SqQqpPr_X21z_Hhlg_51jLC5yw_FnHNt1uiIGqlFc2ZnWVwjatErOtnyB0HkC1fmydG67886Q7JdH3EHmOQhRrqA5lL2P18FeC/s1600/IMG_0124%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628008241012905522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedWFBUNeM1wUjnKoWJSW0qwCMgR1N7W_AffS_lTmMT5SqQqpPr_X21z_Hhlg_51jLC5yw_FnHNt1uiIGqlFc2ZnWVwjatErOtnyB0HkC1fmydG67886Q7JdH3EHmOQhRrqA5lL2P18FeC/s400/IMG_0124%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnFmd7o1WeA1bfcZb4IpNJsWvGKdSoub7yJiSxaIyRx2mJuuAGwVrPsMnfpbdqOfYmBu3rvXnW_DCbXIrq5C1ExjFgwNCR139jXIej8QQ_gFSug8k_N3MhVPV6RSYWwBOmT36PrNDJtXxH/s1600/IMG_0120%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Come on!Little Miss <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Madilynne</span></span> has been enjoying a year of dance. She has really enjoyed learning jazz, hip hop, ballet, and a little bit of tumbling. She has such a passion to move her body to music. I love to see the joy in her face as she shares her passion with others.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq_OcqQL_QY5Ib3foq3kbbHUFhME7Wi2yuKRJV4ym2yORXeWV5qv3dobDc-EhgYTaTOcYslsdXvVjWTOnfY7isRMglWYmNchaX_gTh9fuFHHmPzBV1SdAD92QrsZ16-yi1Twx8DlRuszZ_/s1600/IMG_0020%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615454582038763442" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq_OcqQL_QY5Ib3foq3kbbHUFhME7Wi2yuKRJV4ym2yORXeWV5qv3dobDc-EhgYTaTOcYslsdXvVjWTOnfY7isRMglWYmNchaX_gTh9fuFHHmPzBV1SdAD92QrsZ16-yi1Twx8DlRuszZ_/s400/IMG_0020%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /></a> Her team is called the Mini <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Starz</span></span> and they have taken first place in every competition this year! Way to go <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Madilynne</span></span>!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8ESqwxgFcsg90m20A29v81teMFs1H8ygLvTIxEh-9o2FNgdy7-G0EgR5pNXQY8XWy209MPvPAR0uSbQ5eTpHRz9V804QML_XhEBKOYej5Q4Uk4j4Txh8zhglOvB-I9xBT-U9uuGua3-K/s1600/IMG_0017%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615454274484571138" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8ESqwxgFcsg90m20A29v81teMFs1H8ygLvTIxEh-9o2FNgdy7-G0EgR5pNXQY8XWy209MPvPAR0uSbQ5eTpHRz9V804QML_XhEBKOYej5Q4Uk4j4Txh8zhglOvB-I9xBT-U9uuGua3-K/s400/IMG_0017%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-26665721665792752682011-05-15T05:40:00.000-07:002011-05-15T05:43:27.441-07:00SimplicityMadilynne was at the grocery store with me this week and we where making our way through the produce department. I picked up a watermelon and placed it into the cart. It might have been my hope of better weather and the desire for summer to come. For whatever reason, I decided it was time to have watermelon and much to my delight was Madilynne's response. "MOM, I HAVE BEEN DREAMING OF THIS!" she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around the watermelon. I snickered inside as she hugged the watermelon all the way home!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-6512321110392016792011-01-05T14:51:00.000-08:002011-01-05T14:58:01.679-08:00A new year!A new year to think about the potential of improvement and a good starting point. We, as a family, have faced many challenges in the last year and are excited to start a new year. We feel very blessed in being protected and watched. I look forward to an upward swing and know that what ever it might be we can continue with our heads held up.<br /><br />I sometimes doubt myself. Okay, I doubt myself a lot. But I am learning that with God's help and humility, and lot of patience, things work out. Maybe not for what I feel they should be, but they work out. I am thankful for that and a few great friends that have a listening ear. Thanks!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-31898352781571132952010-11-16T13:43:00.000-08:002010-12-07T13:00:29.472-08:00Halloween Fun!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWbrI8VmEfMDkGi-U0CST0jWQ7asuXQhlrHQ0kcrXZ9msJWZVTwcTovYhyphenhyphenrjm8UJBH0S49E8Lcn7c6u1yWUq27gH0JVRWEwgADOG-FVY1rsrgNqzhJtsI6Pu03511RWrB_pRr3QrqEZJG/s1600/Oct+30+2010_5307.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnWbrI8VmEfMDkGi-U0CST0jWQ7asuXQhlrHQ0kcrXZ9msJWZVTwcTovYhyphenhyphenrjm8UJBH0S49E8Lcn7c6u1yWUq27gH0JVRWEwgADOG-FVY1rsrgNqzhJtsI6Pu03511RWrB_pRr3QrqEZJG/s400/Oct+30+2010_5307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540268090301425218" border="0" /></a><br />I think I am sick about trying to catch up w/ the Summer, maybe a little later. For now I thought I would show some delicious pictures from a fun Halloween Party at Grandpa and Nana McNeely's house.<br /><br />Everyone got to decorate two HUGE green apples and eat "scary" food. It was a spook!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9wJPGOLi0KPEeCmFz9BTzZ2qqvj6YSBRvcWlTxm7W42utBQ6CcuUtEzJ5Yq0ckw2mWeYLbQ7xOdNMFYyJp1ec43vlzaNO75hPG4c317fYfpMGZsdTmXGkkF7g6geQXOupc7ACEwPdcKw/s1600/Oct+30+2010_5300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9wJPGOLi0KPEeCmFz9BTzZ2qqvj6YSBRvcWlTxm7W42utBQ6CcuUtEzJ5Yq0ckw2mWeYLbQ7xOdNMFYyJp1ec43vlzaNO75hPG4c317fYfpMGZsdTmXGkkF7g6geQXOupc7ACEwPdcKw/s400/Oct+30+2010_5300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540268074818260946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXkXelfpCdUOmt1OLoNwzTItZVhqD5m7dEmkkvGJbuyIId-z25OKYuYOIFQfZh6ftGeGjO59zLBL9pFPNhzvpM3BD6Iek2gRjWeOXlMahGVyARiT0Xh30sSb_AzW1f5NY2uqoiNDsf7jN/s1600/Oct+30+2010_5325.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhXkXelfpCdUOmt1OLoNwzTItZVhqD5m7dEmkkvGJbuyIId-z25OKYuYOIFQfZh6ftGeGjO59zLBL9pFPNhzvpM3BD6Iek2gRjWeOXlMahGVyARiT0Xh30sSb_AzW1f5NY2uqoiNDsf7jN/s400/Oct+30+2010_5325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540268055195595938" border="0" /></a>Mitchell was a clone trooper. Madilynne pranced as "Belle" the princess. Mason was the cutest little Buzz Lightyear I have ever seen! We forged through the rain and had a happy Halloween!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-52258408640328378982010-11-12T10:08:00.000-08:002010-11-16T13:12:45.315-08:00July 2010 - On Top of the WorldWhat a glorious day to begin our vacation!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNqM_hCwZpvEH_Uo-Ynp6JxYerrJdwZBokc7FWl4fEUIhNyCN8BsE14SlC_6vg0T1JTbkZ2Q97HGnfTD0clvXGDjGBAGWPJEo20CBchP4L013E4Qr9XaZ-RJ37zE6nniyMXEMGQP4tn6-G/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4791.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNqM_hCwZpvEH_Uo-Ynp6JxYerrJdwZBokc7FWl4fEUIhNyCN8BsE14SlC_6vg0T1JTbkZ2Q97HGnfTD0clvXGDjGBAGWPJEo20CBchP4L013E4Qr9XaZ-RJ37zE6nniyMXEMGQP4tn6-G/s400/Jul+16+2010_4791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540255392460090306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHqrWqoOKDUT2AAuWowYIhYbwiEMu3Qp4UEpJc_BIayTAgG8RDIsX4YrwW8N5S8kTDbMmnfovOzK2cbIrK0QGBgdz_yPlg676vO-4LdpxNQqj_gm5lQykaLrP2qhO7eIXOt7VChKqfRUa/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4789.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHqrWqoOKDUT2AAuWowYIhYbwiEMu3Qp4UEpJc_BIayTAgG8RDIsX4YrwW8N5S8kTDbMmnfovOzK2cbIrK0QGBgdz_yPlg676vO-4LdpxNQqj_gm5lQykaLrP2qhO7eIXOt7VChKqfRUa/s400/Jul+16+2010_4789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540255349049000578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBhRdkpPfO_5mboJRbDbMz4WRVmyXC57V0yJrbXvlq0S3ZOYdJHCkSIwlxVb5dJ7A6Zm0sWoIIr2ZWIPdEx9kQ4p6Zbcf-5A8WW99TBWFqZaEuAtjq1E5d8BQdnVkKISXVwni2cxlnsSv/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4764.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBhRdkpPfO_5mboJRbDbMz4WRVmyXC57V0yJrbXvlq0S3ZOYdJHCkSIwlxVb5dJ7A6Zm0sWoIIr2ZWIPdEx9kQ4p6Zbcf-5A8WW99TBWFqZaEuAtjq1E5d8BQdnVkKISXVwni2cxlnsSv/s400/Jul+16+2010_4764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728034402821026" border="0" /></a>Our family vacation this summer was simple, inexpensive, and FUN! We had a blast.<br />We spent two days in Jackson hole at an RV Park. We rode the tram in Teton Village to the top of the Tetons and hiked around for the morning.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TRCjS3TjDwK4RQnmKW5EjPbqaz2Gx6jpkGy2bHHEBjsC6DBMNmZm97Te88Htr5g1wLGoitEGCqrQq-lfaY-2e99r_PFRyW70E1O3ZvUoiIuFTxnZ2qj2z58kNh-R-970WFbWaPGDo6ww/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4804.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TRCjS3TjDwK4RQnmKW5EjPbqaz2Gx6jpkGy2bHHEBjsC6DBMNmZm97Te88Htr5g1wLGoitEGCqrQq-lfaY-2e99r_PFRyW70E1O3ZvUoiIuFTxnZ2qj2z58kNh-R-970WFbWaPGDo6ww/s400/Jul+16+2010_4804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540257604620024706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQg4EcMhP3o4PhGy9Vc-syvQYf1_PrOYRDszWbaE5iX2LwjyzZeEIN09RtM7k1UUAiX4M0d1IxejzUSDcI7yCYZLjzIIh8XFScDs4Hiq8BWaiqnq4x8FjJRXxmcIXw4CZkqNazsaspRnTX/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4765.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQg4EcMhP3o4PhGy9Vc-syvQYf1_PrOYRDszWbaE5iX2LwjyzZeEIN09RtM7k1UUAiX4M0d1IxejzUSDcI7yCYZLjzIIh8XFScDs4Hiq8BWaiqnq4x8FjJRXxmcIXw4CZkqNazsaspRnTX/s400/Jul+16+2010_4765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728027286944450" border="0" /></a>Mason was on top of the world! He loved the freedom of running as hard as he could.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbcFL6z1tjXMnPVUy1iOJq-KwevU9sh3_eLdKEfumn2Mt9ue-9l6iDYXAZ4uIKXnC3_1KwwqFGI3uvzk_dP0-2TuT3EuxTXQUHkCPB3zY8E1ACMslxh6_5UCxup6oA5KEmBmlWIP4nX89K/s1600/Jul+15+2010_4826.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbcFL6z1tjXMnPVUy1iOJq-KwevU9sh3_eLdKEfumn2Mt9ue-9l6iDYXAZ4uIKXnC3_1KwwqFGI3uvzk_dP0-2TuT3EuxTXQUHkCPB3zY8E1ACMslxh6_5UCxup6oA5KEmBmlWIP4nX89K/s400/Jul+15+2010_4826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728021087936258" border="0" /></a>Madilynne adored all the little flowers.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MmkPnUWdHKeDbBsqwzFSyd7BdiU7Jwb3CjW2hnF9B2K3hvti8dy0r54mnoWIjYTKQ3JoWZe0rgFqEKoCNykU7zhE0JdSi0IWCDMP3933wQyCs-WswkoV88IS4gV6UlaGOXdlKuowu7hS/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4796.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MmkPnUWdHKeDbBsqwzFSyd7BdiU7Jwb3CjW2hnF9B2K3hvti8dy0r54mnoWIjYTKQ3JoWZe0rgFqEKoCNykU7zhE0JdSi0IWCDMP3933wQyCs-WswkoV88IS4gV6UlaGOXdlKuowu7hS/s400/Jul+16+2010_4796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540255429155996066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2v5Svx12mx_gAnkPGjgK-J5T_p1BtwIpBcrSKQL-3ZEcQElDu21oiNLDyRDsKbZihpvI-gJnO-jm7IIZZpwFSkrYsXcrLxcHenB4WGSpDUHXs26O_BOdcqJeeZRzXFIV0ACBB4kDgZrrA/s1600/Jul+15+2010_4821.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2v5Svx12mx_gAnkPGjgK-J5T_p1BtwIpBcrSKQL-3ZEcQElDu21oiNLDyRDsKbZihpvI-gJnO-jm7IIZZpwFSkrYsXcrLxcHenB4WGSpDUHXs26O_BOdcqJeeZRzXFIV0ACBB4kDgZrrA/s400/Jul+15+2010_4821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728008909594114" border="0" /></a>Mitchell, Madilynne, and Mason were thrilled to be together. . .<br />as a family. . . . Mom & Dad included!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAAK9UJYhRreYdwbi2fqohkCKHSmGX4MjfogVEIDcV4v4mS8SSBmkRD0LDZFIV8RhgdcQg4Xqkp2ZCWJKOZ-rDKn2CXXUmJqm3upjwR8T0GRDhDVqYD0AXCTU7Rro0h7ovB65W4NXQZ5B/s1600/Jul+15+2010_4810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAAK9UJYhRreYdwbi2fqohkCKHSmGX4MjfogVEIDcV4v4mS8SSBmkRD0LDZFIV8RhgdcQg4Xqkp2ZCWJKOZ-rDKn2CXXUmJqm3upjwR8T0GRDhDVqYD0AXCTU7Rro0h7ovB65W4NXQZ5B/s400/Jul+15+2010_4810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538728002026214514" border="0" /></a><br />We played at the base of the Tetons in the stream that ran thru the village. Ordered a pizza and just enjoyed family time! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUbUt0NzvM9eC1gSMPPHhnVBcqC4h_q8oxrwY7RBDOZzfAJjCOEpgeTSCtDehY_5OboPUCQOde2wqNmC-jTtzF9rpYj7LkVxrmnBe7JJ7-S5R9IhR4eN3MfCibkUljZz6cN7bkjo0amkW/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4801.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUbUt0NzvM9eC1gSMPPHhnVBcqC4h_q8oxrwY7RBDOZzfAJjCOEpgeTSCtDehY_5OboPUCQOde2wqNmC-jTtzF9rpYj7LkVxrmnBe7JJ7-S5R9IhR4eN3MfCibkUljZz6cN7bkjo0amkW/s400/Jul+16+2010_4801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540255454312894802" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKrybXv5RxRUYKJdZRc9JJWZF56YB4pIWEfwc5ZFCvHdoVJTTp_hQ7ZhTIYOuMnkEVzC45t6QxapS0xNXolYI4p06Aed2K3D54s1ztHa81MN5qlUvjsedzzzOcmTOkBzNdj4nj69BonRx/s1600/Jul+16+2010_4793.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKrybXv5RxRUYKJdZRc9JJWZF56YB4pIWEfwc5ZFCvHdoVJTTp_hQ7ZhTIYOuMnkEVzC45t6QxapS0xNXolYI4p06Aed2K3D54s1ztHa81MN5qlUvjsedzzzOcmTOkBzNdj4nj69BonRx/s400/Jul+16+2010_4793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540255443350943170" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-19119100646361869902010-10-18T10:07:00.000-07:002010-10-18T10:09:36.848-07:00Copper - around 10 months old!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3p7by8C47L_oeL8kaZj41KdQsi5vDmf11NhKbpmL3YscmamGsjYgho5NRLPYQgHXer6sL-A68RPFY3KC3dcAKydLRzrzOC_63QrpvVBSTlzhmn-dSL_kdcRhjMI6gr5d9lhMMNty9kka/s1600/Jun+27+2010_4904.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3p7by8C47L_oeL8kaZj41KdQsi5vDmf11NhKbpmL3YscmamGsjYgho5NRLPYQgHXer6sL-A68RPFY3KC3dcAKydLRzrzOC_63QrpvVBSTlzhmn-dSL_kdcRhjMI6gr5d9lhMMNty9kka/s400/Jun+27+2010_4904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529434271937330578" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-65621150219186551132010-10-18T09:34:00.000-07:002010-10-18T10:07:53.328-07:004th of July Parade!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjf4fNCdvsHVTVank9Lj37h08oF2mke6LMsR3n4wX4xRcmehJqj87N0pW64dUt9WYVTKPKUbxH8Vo8litjrVgvn4qdzO8w-tzfprva45s4Kb6wqAX4JAH_eb7XOA6CpFWV6hEXBmhL2n2u/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4868.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjf4fNCdvsHVTVank9Lj37h08oF2mke6LMsR3n4wX4xRcmehJqj87N0pW64dUt9WYVTKPKUbxH8Vo8litjrVgvn4qdzO8w-tzfprva45s4Kb6wqAX4JAH_eb7XOA6CpFWV6hEXBmhL2n2u/s400/Jul+02+2010_4868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529432957412971410" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimn_EcJkEsXnHuo87Flv99OWIurpOlr1PeCHM9XcyGlvgj-YuUpsAr4HqIM8GbTvTR6GayzyEcqGY-DFojuyyXBssJCrTQd9mQE4f4I7DTSh0L-YqWMJntUy7nyzciA6fKnhyphenhyphenkNZw292aj/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4870_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimn_EcJkEsXnHuo87Flv99OWIurpOlr1PeCHM9XcyGlvgj-YuUpsAr4HqIM8GbTvTR6GayzyEcqGY-DFojuyyXBssJCrTQd9mQE4f4I7DTSh0L-YqWMJntUy7nyzciA6fKnhyphenhyphenkNZw292aj/s400/Jul+02+2010_4870_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429509717248690" border="0" /></a>We waited on Redwood Road w/ Bubbles and snaps. The Packard Family joined Heather and the kids to enjoy the parade together. Paul was out on a call-out for the Sheriff's Department.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKg1xu0bSu6o0QSsRh6EYXG-wKfQo4wr6Odia36mqG-lqVFqIzmq0RDmuqB2LDCpmffuLLhBcArRTVOtukIpFbmBueVxW4GonLtzbnBwXLO_HV_2DwvopzjgJ-t67Tz09PIMuhoUlyfThk/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4887.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKg1xu0bSu6o0QSsRh6EYXG-wKfQo4wr6Odia36mqG-lqVFqIzmq0RDmuqB2LDCpmffuLLhBcArRTVOtukIpFbmBueVxW4GonLtzbnBwXLO_HV_2DwvopzjgJ-t67Tz09PIMuhoUlyfThk/s400/Jul+02+2010_4887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529432952353094978" border="0" /></a>Tricia and Aaron Packard<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuNltXSTmhqX6s1lMrzGU919bhAc-5tpguIUIxGOlgGUiFZZXiw-715ag0SAnaclFr0xzYjAbDAZcNXN_tf4DN6qNrepXFaD82tbYHOq-n1loo4Q7YEnP8n00BnIZlyP383aMzn3-gLhKA/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4894.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuNltXSTmhqX6s1lMrzGU919bhAc-5tpguIUIxGOlgGUiFZZXiw-715ag0SAnaclFr0xzYjAbDAZcNXN_tf4DN6qNrepXFaD82tbYHOq-n1loo4Q7YEnP8n00BnIZlyP383aMzn3-gLhKA/s400/Jul+02+2010_4894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429529312586338" border="0" /></a>Ean Packard<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTzwZT2VNkDZUgZCebOuCVmujL6qdvNCnAFgyXe9DpjASNPyObLBwQZdtsEc2yjll8Ur7xz9uepY5wbp4l9y518XGvwdMoV-TA3dMTrobzCQRdtfapQOgWfmoo3a_i8PohEjv4NozYOe1X/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4885.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTzwZT2VNkDZUgZCebOuCVmujL6qdvNCnAFgyXe9DpjASNPyObLBwQZdtsEc2yjll8Ur7xz9uepY5wbp4l9y518XGvwdMoV-TA3dMTrobzCQRdtfapQOgWfmoo3a_i8PohEjv4NozYOe1X/s400/Jul+02+2010_4885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429521848871010" border="0" /></a>Mason (2), Madilynne (4), Garrett (2), Kaylee (8), Ean (5), Mitchell (7)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5DSb1BN7GiBg9LQhHIf1QcKzGUzC_qwyl_UOviyXeAJze1xvdlXcd3-AJHlE4962_o6WETczjPweNO6U1hVPD1XYS5XzYL-A20dTkGtFhM-MPsiH6Rg-9PBkfNKhYVvmrY2Nb3RzMyNy/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4873.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5DSb1BN7GiBg9LQhHIf1QcKzGUzC_qwyl_UOviyXeAJze1xvdlXcd3-AJHlE4962_o6WETczjPweNO6U1hVPD1XYS5XzYL-A20dTkGtFhM-MPsiH6Rg-9PBkfNKhYVvmrY2Nb3RzMyNy/s400/Jul+02+2010_4873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429512306114530" border="0" /></a>Heather and Madilynne enjoying the sunshine!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimn_EcJkEsXnHuo87Flv99OWIurpOlr1PeCHM9XcyGlvgj-YuUpsAr4HqIM8GbTvTR6GayzyEcqGY-DFojuyyXBssJCrTQd9mQE4f4I7DTSh0L-YqWMJntUy7nyzciA6fKnhyphenhyphenkNZw292aj/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4870_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimn_EcJkEsXnHuo87Flv99OWIurpOlr1PeCHM9XcyGlvgj-YuUpsAr4HqIM8GbTvTR6GayzyEcqGY-DFojuyyXBssJCrTQd9mQE4f4I7DTSh0L-YqWMJntUy7nyzciA6fKnhyphenhyphenkNZw292aj/s400/Jul+02+2010_4870_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429509717248690" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDACsCPxQfxqlqHbKX3cPFarMhAOXi96evXOY12OTdy6VmBGIr6t2HYpZHMQoQzuvWVkhbBHNXMLdFvVgSYGjTIt7hoXZ2lgNWM12_2UDxK50vIwKnYC2Zy253YKxVzpFUGAzkfsVhPCDY/s1600/Jul+02+2010_4889.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDACsCPxQfxqlqHbKX3cPFarMhAOXi96evXOY12OTdy6VmBGIr6t2HYpZHMQoQzuvWVkhbBHNXMLdFvVgSYGjTIt7hoXZ2lgNWM12_2UDxK50vIwKnYC2Zy253YKxVzpFUGAzkfsVhPCDY/s400/Jul+02+2010_4889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529429498401704946" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-67193204409447209582010-09-28T13:59:00.000-07:002010-09-28T14:13:38.672-07:00A Trip for Two - June 2010<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_v7lXrLmRi1J5Yy2BblTWSWhuOSuyxH7rzMIEq-8QyS0CWlR0-b9qhIbkzEKDaGjjkYveb0bct1dMRbUpAUUjotaElXtL86w-_8WSnXkEjKnqe_Oq4DlyR6Oq-4fbFMBFEEOz5AbW5HqW/s1600/Jun+21+2010_5052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_v7lXrLmRi1J5Yy2BblTWSWhuOSuyxH7rzMIEq-8QyS0CWlR0-b9qhIbkzEKDaGjjkYveb0bct1dMRbUpAUUjotaElXtL86w-_8WSnXkEjKnqe_Oq4DlyR6Oq-4fbFMBFEEOz5AbW5HqW/s400/Jun+21+2010_5052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522072758554804594" border="0" /></a>Paul & Heather anxiously waited for their first flight away from the kids to Denver. Heather <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">surprised</span> Paul at Valentines Day with two tickets to Denver while the Red <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sox</span> were playing the Rockies.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4cfzSU6j9DJHlBdfMh9ourvnXM4piq1aJtkufaO5zIMrCHsRHf8WDpQp9iwDCWEg7iyYBEROIJaYWONbVneBd-4c7ItzJIC-TT17e9WYUBoA9dAj07CEPp9pHCa1l1YUkVJyeRTmCvLnC/s1600/Jun+23+2010_5049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4cfzSU6j9DJHlBdfMh9ourvnXM4piq1aJtkufaO5zIMrCHsRHf8WDpQp9iwDCWEg7iyYBEROIJaYWONbVneBd-4c7ItzJIC-TT17e9WYUBoA9dAj07CEPp9pHCa1l1YUkVJyeRTmCvLnC/s400/Jun+23+2010_5049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522073426346336450" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMA1eADXv2PsIReyVI2pV_-6oinT0i9aLSbvkMiPbY7qg2h0_3wjifDNYa3zhk-ekO1FCWLxKbzCjW3-aUox6YP0w8RXcu60esfU3jvA4GTG7_bQxvyaMe61FT1oMPHMJW2aguiL5WPkfY/s1600/Jun+23+2010_4924.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMA1eADXv2PsIReyVI2pV_-6oinT0i9aLSbvkMiPbY7qg2h0_3wjifDNYa3zhk-ekO1FCWLxKbzCjW3-aUox6YP0w8RXcu60esfU3jvA4GTG7_bQxvyaMe61FT1oMPHMJW2aguiL5WPkfY/s400/Jun+23+2010_4924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522072771034636146" border="0" /></a>Paul's Dad, Jack, just happens to LOVE the Rockies. He met up with us in Denver to enjoy a couple games at Coors Field.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgei1El4o4hzkcqTvL1AzxnScL7TVXOMk8K78ve03zvj1wFR8ifMZjvCt-hl5_hIVyh15WjLNRCUVCHz0yiyLCIjaS9eki2DthFlSSN5jkBytEpLj_ik92rJGFEah31Jk7c7GoNfYt0-_yU/s1600/Jun+23+2010_5045_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgei1El4o4hzkcqTvL1AzxnScL7TVXOMk8K78ve03zvj1wFR8ifMZjvCt-hl5_hIVyh15WjLNRCUVCHz0yiyLCIjaS9eki2DthFlSSN5jkBytEpLj_ik92rJGFEah31Jk7c7GoNfYt0-_yU/s400/Jun+23+2010_5045_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522072788572549714" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pedroia</span> & Poppy played great. The games were intense......<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyPixFRe7MkD2ufV7Fyqwf1Rq9DHevNKO0FC0zOOsiotiUO0PAdQTJaaEpFdMkSElHJwROvbBjdDtm4URWkgZmuGANp4tr7E60gu0O9e1okNjNwZ6uXVZw_9uOBDixl4HVgPeFekv2Fck/s1600/Jun+23+2010_4980_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyPixFRe7MkD2ufV7Fyqwf1Rq9DHevNKO0FC0zOOsiotiUO0PAdQTJaaEpFdMkSElHJwROvbBjdDtm4URWkgZmuGANp4tr7E60gu0O9e1okNjNwZ6uXVZw_9uOBDixl4HVgPeFekv2Fck/s400/Jun+23+2010_4980_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522072778346482962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHo-ssinG37OnXOjxpQo-JADpxrNWKLJu8T5nT2GQ09T78Tc6xQVg_WvDkOgSecZOUn6yYUmb1ks4aHyzRg8FWm5hU6lrVjtg0j_z5dnK9lV5WpmSNUWdZ3k7FzIbGxwWuZXySw1-ds2s/s1600/Jun+23+2010_4958_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHo-ssinG37OnXOjxpQo-JADpxrNWKLJu8T5nT2GQ09T78Tc6xQVg_WvDkOgSecZOUn6yYUmb1ks4aHyzRg8FWm5hU6lrVjtg0j_z5dnK9lV5WpmSNUWdZ3k7FzIbGxwWuZXySw1-ds2s/s400/Jun+23+2010_4958_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522072776442280114" border="0" /></a><br />The Rockies won the game, but Paul & Heather are the biggest winners. They had a fun filled couple of days to see and enjoy each other!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21gZoAvjeTWMKe9_TiDSFDOE0I1If5MWhdG2RvGpfDrqG11G8CPnIo4sI7fkkccYGT_ueNujTf1SlcXPfbtmvdkvMTIjSJiJx9zcDUaeKazJeVZLZMXFBxpE_65IBlZvVI8tsVqwkXUfW/s1600/Jun+23+2010_5030_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh21gZoAvjeTWMKe9_TiDSFDOE0I1If5MWhdG2RvGpfDrqG11G8CPnIo4sI7fkkccYGT_ueNujTf1SlcXPfbtmvdkvMTIjSJiJx9zcDUaeKazJeVZLZMXFBxpE_65IBlZvVI8tsVqwkXUfW/s400/Jun+23+2010_5030_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522073437425626018" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-85259538057966253062010-09-28T13:25:00.000-07:002010-09-28T13:58:23.275-07:00A Night w/ the BEE's - June 2010Paul & I met up at the Bee's game on a warm summer night. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38xqLEaWQeqsrTXElCymyjig7zYPmbXdBcXrg-NYqufztSgg7ta0Rpw5A2rm56rXnbEaIXxS7A3yXL2qjOI3IOlrJakXTF64j3_VRAKdCfOKab3DgLuBcVgYkMHxY3EAIlG22BzIFwQWi/s1600/Jun+14+2010_5086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj38xqLEaWQeqsrTXElCymyjig7zYPmbXdBcXrg-NYqufztSgg7ta0Rpw5A2rm56rXnbEaIXxS7A3yXL2qjOI3IOlrJakXTF64j3_VRAKdCfOKab3DgLuBcVgYkMHxY3EAIlG22BzIFwQWi/s400/Jun+14+2010_5086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522067196801309666" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Mitchell seemed CRAZY about the game and any fly ball!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU0tDN3z2eixDH02sFdBDNbQlV_BKGznRUEGQOHogHmYXKTwlDLjw6mXbimS4wDJuRSgD7dwZQPmYfiydu1eKSwYYkS9MWEan6Qgq57S6685Jdkd-M40e6XcIjcxYqd7ZYfG191d_XZrA/s1600/Jun+14+2010_5094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU0tDN3z2eixDH02sFdBDNbQlV_BKGznRUEGQOHogHmYXKTwlDLjw6mXbimS4wDJuRSgD7dwZQPmYfiydu1eKSwYYkS9MWEan6Qgq57S6685Jdkd-M40e6XcIjcxYqd7ZYfG191d_XZrA/s400/Jun+14+2010_5094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522067180644233842" border="0" /></a>Mason ate every last kernel of popcorn.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiN0KeCY5mVUTtY1WKMogUIZM21now_3x86lDI4E4W1rzaY3bK3OUwp6nhJhPTQlk1c9JhbzyDV9ypfpQuRqdkEVfoQu5ud4EMncsCjdsNh9R-bPIf8n2LnSA-qBYMyno8tZQtSqPxlq-a/s1600/Jun+14+2010_5105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiN0KeCY5mVUTtY1WKMogUIZM21now_3x86lDI4E4W1rzaY3bK3OUwp6nhJhPTQlk1c9JhbzyDV9ypfpQuRqdkEVfoQu5ud4EMncsCjdsNh9R-bPIf8n2LnSA-qBYMyno8tZQtSqPxlq-a/s400/Jun+14+2010_5105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522067171463400690" border="0" /></a>Paul was just thrilled to be out of the house and at ANY game! Baseball FEVER!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieefOjopcsLhvF5cxMRjFajQLLU8n1kUgJqw-Vae5UVhG3xdvogBoMeO9sY54oZlaPas3FQ-i7yeKKfbZzmeb4zDSmgEdOVXr9MfXapVFa00jZ2SRXQ3b-WmM9w8dFLS6G6qkNMlQnF5Nw/s1600/Jun+14+2010_5070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieefOjopcsLhvF5cxMRjFajQLLU8n1kUgJqw-Vae5UVhG3xdvogBoMeO9sY54oZlaPas3FQ-i7yeKKfbZzmeb4zDSmgEdOVXr9MfXapVFa00jZ2SRXQ3b-WmM9w8dFLS6G6qkNMlQnF5Nw/s400/Jun+14+2010_5070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522067163558762802" border="0" /></a>We had an enjoyable time and the kids had a blast! I'm not sure who won the game. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hmmm</span>...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-75429507274490881372010-08-12T21:21:00.001-07:002010-08-12T22:32:55.105-07:00Summer Fun?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRy3TcPXOpjspvKaHPagT5FJQ0xjYPWZgedair3YxprC8XYC0T2420SnV87I5sWO-tBqjD0v3AbwkjRAQ2b7GkkggfzFv2TBt9UfySEGh7NDdDO1EYsqS1DLE6kyTm6zeoV1gyZupwcFde/s1600/Jul+29+2010_4408.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRy3TcPXOpjspvKaHPagT5FJQ0xjYPWZgedair3YxprC8XYC0T2420SnV87I5sWO-tBqjD0v3AbwkjRAQ2b7GkkggfzFv2TBt9UfySEGh7NDdDO1EYsqS1DLE6kyTm6zeoV1gyZupwcFde/s400/Jul+29+2010_4408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504745419092078242" border="0" /></a><br />I can't believe the month of August is here!<br />I have been dreading downloading my photos from the summer.<br />It took over an hour to download nearly 900 photos!<br />But now I can recall what we have enjoyed as a family<br />...and nothing is better than seeing my children's smiling faces!<br /><br />The photo above and Lil' Miss <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Madilynne</span>, enjoying a summer swim in the backyard with cousins and mom on Lifeguard duty!<br /><br />I am going to try and play catch up in reverse order starting with the oldest and see how I do.<br />Hope you enjoy!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br />APRIL</span><br /><br />We celebrated Mitchell's 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> Birthday in true Mitchell style....<br />LEGO, LEGO, LEGO!<br /><br />Did I mention LEGO. We had a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lego</span> party!<br />We had a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">lego</span> building contest and a scavenger hunt!<br />Mitchell had a blast.<br />It's hard to believe my 1st baby is seven.<br />He is so inquisitive and none stop! Lord, give me the patience to keep going!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P3TDxLIZA2QSzuuPuaiYFu3LoTG0y0-GnQUDSnAocWGmXA_GvWQGVceuMJUZ1QYcaSp7XNYINbltw1XkRHBaT1tTprJPnLzZTCL14oJ-0FTxzpsLtnUdxRrXv7Fm42mM6fthRbma8sKg/s1600/Apr+03+2010_4379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3P3TDxLIZA2QSzuuPuaiYFu3LoTG0y0-GnQUDSnAocWGmXA_GvWQGVceuMJUZ1QYcaSp7XNYINbltw1XkRHBaT1tTprJPnLzZTCL14oJ-0FTxzpsLtnUdxRrXv7Fm42mM6fthRbma8sKg/s400/Apr+03+2010_4379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504747042017017938" border="0" /></a>I made his personalized Lego cake from scratch! It was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">chocolious</span>! And mind you my batteries died on my camera right after this photo was taken, bummer. I think my dad snagged extra pictures form me, I just need to find them.<br /><br />After the official birthday time and friends went home, we had a family Easter Egg hunt in our front yard. The kids had a great time and it was over in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lickedy</span> split record time.<br /><br />The 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">nd</span> Birthday we celebrated in April was Paul's. He turned 33! That is really hard to type....where has all the time gone. I remember being courted by a very young 21 year old, not to long ago, and enjoying warm summer nights and early mornings.....before kids...before a house....before many other worries of these times!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5a4-UvpZRaxJW0DlkuNrC7mWpWHXFUuSv6DSbVtZL90WwyX-HUbJZD6O2d_qdtR6p1BIBzpPXIM2O04EtL8-g-Hlefcx7VIH2A0N-J-BB9pg8VOvZpcqAWh-P8TzCnpVcguavZxdwF3sF/s1600/May+19+2010_5279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5a4-UvpZRaxJW0DlkuNrC7mWpWHXFUuSv6DSbVtZL90WwyX-HUbJZD6O2d_qdtR6p1BIBzpPXIM2O04EtL8-g-Hlefcx7VIH2A0N-J-BB9pg8VOvZpcqAWh-P8TzCnpVcguavZxdwF3sF/s400/May+19+2010_5279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504751964689793682" border="0" /></a>How time has kept on going, yet I still feel young at heart. I love my dear sweet heart and everything he does for me and our family. May the years be as kind to me as they have been to you! Happy Birthday Paul!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlH-zwu04bIGryq5HTpH5Gq-S86lmxl5KgSltd6AuIH5lnjOmk4zbh3-8-kCjfktQIbQJEcV9DHvZTljx64jjydN3EwGMgKITrlQUbc9unT4Bt9n0231EJLpYB7o6F4r3WaNlhQSlD8yK/s1600/Apr+19+2010_5287.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizlH-zwu04bIGryq5HTpH5Gq-S86lmxl5KgSltd6AuIH5lnjOmk4zbh3-8-kCjfktQIbQJEcV9DHvZTljx64jjydN3EwGMgKITrlQUbc9unT4Bt9n0231EJLpYB7o6F4r3WaNlhQSlD8yK/s400/Apr+19+2010_5287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504751962136832322" border="0" /></a>Paul's brother Adam, also celebrated his birthday in April, just 2 days after Paul. Happy Birthday Adam!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >MAY</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">How do throw a Princess Pedicure & Tea Party?<br />Sanity goes out the window, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">tarps</span> go down, and let the little giggles begin!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_KA9dfzeMuqOCX2aHVOsYS_wWcDEk1BcrIGIISGDAMOSFEcQ69hIacoG6kVbVwwBNYktOcADmtBC0V206DtwTTSUwblPHNRYhyphenhypheny4ycLdvmU8hMQtsyaJ0SG-sDcHMDXjz-3kNsjJ1EiK/s1600/May+19+2010_5259.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_KA9dfzeMuqOCX2aHVOsYS_wWcDEk1BcrIGIISGDAMOSFEcQ69hIacoG6kVbVwwBNYktOcADmtBC0V206DtwTTSUwblPHNRYhyphenhypheny4ycLdvmU8hMQtsyaJ0SG-sDcHMDXjz-3kNsjJ1EiK/s400/May+19+2010_5259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504755986940439938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Madilynne</span> turned 4 in May and she lives in a Princess World!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLBkXAYCjBkIx_qnhyyRjqXKygYLHaepZuE8y7NtSEq0a2qvACJ90pABfv9Mob9lG8sOrQtIJkQZ9EWocW6Fv-iWPt2vrarqbns2MV7wIcaweWak-S1gYn-R1O4W2WdaOOq7qGfnYjD_p/s1600/May+19+2010_5264.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLBkXAYCjBkIx_qnhyyRjqXKygYLHaepZuE8y7NtSEq0a2qvACJ90pABfv9Mob9lG8sOrQtIJkQZ9EWocW6Fv-iWPt2vrarqbns2MV7wIcaweWak-S1gYn-R1O4W2WdaOOq7qGfnYjD_p/s400/May+19+2010_5264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504755998903853858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">She is the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">girliest</span> girl I know!<br />Dresses. . .Pink.<br />Shoes. . . Sparkles.<br />Lip Gloss. . . in every accessory bag she owns.<br />Skirts. . . for every hour of the day, to change at least 3 times.<br />Frills. Fluff. & Drama!<br />Purple. . . accents pink nicely.<br />Ruffles. . .<br />Pink. . . . and more pink.<br />Painted finger/toe nails. . . at least every other day.<br />Pink.<br />Dolls. . . . bottles. baby blankets. rocker. cradle. stroller.<br />Pink.<br />Barbie. clothes. shoes. accessories.<br />Pink.<br />Dress Up. crowns. tiara. ear rings. gloves. rings. necklaces. bracelets. jewels. purses. lip gloss. Mom's high heels<br />Pink. Did I mention PINK?<br /><br />I love the little world of sweetness she lives in! Her smile is PURE sunshine each and every day!</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu5zAOSYMla6rjkjrP2BE6hAllv_8yTVpjO1pMW8cJTfCO63kCeXVZlSoXZYFeeN0oOP0rXuAs574B69P_j2fF2zjKRp_yjyYsS0DEixveK-PzVIt5O97voIyhfonKi7OUzr_VQPfn8t0W/s1600/May+19+2010_5248_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu5zAOSYMla6rjkjrP2BE6hAllv_8yTVpjO1pMW8cJTfCO63kCeXVZlSoXZYFeeN0oOP0rXuAs574B69P_j2fF2zjKRp_yjyYsS0DEixveK-PzVIt5O97voIyhfonKi7OUzr_VQPfn8t0W/s400/May+19+2010_5248_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504755991960235490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWZk3YYGq1-XQbV729wwfVg1qK-3V8IX2FKwxuimmqOTYarFwjwZi8IblQKZSRdS2bjbCDzzLNwqVU8vGSevAV_HO2ZpV9XLa-aQMpc29rBG0PwH78mDws8hIPcmpLq8YqX9ymizyR1DM8/s1600/May+19+2010_5231.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWZk3YYGq1-XQbV729wwfVg1qK-3V8IX2FKwxuimmqOTYarFwjwZi8IblQKZSRdS2bjbCDzzLNwqVU8vGSevAV_HO2ZpV9XLa-aQMpc29rBG0PwH78mDws8hIPcmpLq8YqX9ymizyR1DM8/s400/May+19+2010_5231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756828163008242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57P6AiuaVV5G07gW0tINwAisMc6T1Qfmwv6PGIv31_fsYaYwPYyg8HHPAqIZdVakBb6Nljj0WvSIkYxpsC6sB6ER4EOj2SkixF0wXwD0dZlnx-iKT2wtOWxIUB2AGgmNYLAtAwLlzoZrw/s1600/May+19+2010_5240.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi57P6AiuaVV5G07gW0tINwAisMc6T1Qfmwv6PGIv31_fsYaYwPYyg8HHPAqIZdVakBb6Nljj0WvSIkYxpsC6sB6ER4EOj2SkixF0wXwD0dZlnx-iKT2wtOWxIUB2AGgmNYLAtAwLlzoZrw/s400/May+19+2010_5240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504755971917842210" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >PRESCHOOL GRADUATION</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dX83QMBHtjgRBp4LoYWv7FxdjBQ273IVswUvDVP_BCOPflMVTvUAArb4XoFVrxZjDpbZbMHDi4tskyTpRyhJHHg-FXVLTLUQUAyIf_s1Pf85-zFtWrzZfu-8Fk5b9FXlSLmMLuHZURp6/s1600/May+26+2010_5214.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8dX83QMBHtjgRBp4LoYWv7FxdjBQ273IVswUvDVP_BCOPflMVTvUAArb4XoFVrxZjDpbZbMHDi4tskyTpRyhJHHg-FXVLTLUQUAyIf_s1Pf85-zFtWrzZfu-8Fk5b9FXlSLmMLuHZURp6/s400/May+26+2010_5214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760168470630034" border="0" /></a><br />One year older and wiser too.....<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Madilynne</span> just beamed at Preschool graduation.<br />Ms. Jennifer was a delight to work with and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Madilynne</span> just loved her!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8u3y10T6lTrIzL_uAzAbIigry-WezQ8vp4tkjcn2wD-PeOVfSAWcZ4zj1SDwbk62DZ5KhNVzqxRu5s77VcoBWRUPd8cl-EeP4khSqLVx4PYhvncSEPVpKJDUBmo2Z1Yf_SBULiMEVijkS/s1600/May+26+2010_5219.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8u3y10T6lTrIzL_uAzAbIigry-WezQ8vp4tkjcn2wD-PeOVfSAWcZ4zj1SDwbk62DZ5KhNVzqxRu5s77VcoBWRUPd8cl-EeP4khSqLVx4PYhvncSEPVpKJDUBmo2Z1Yf_SBULiMEVijkS/s400/May+26+2010_5219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760182601000130" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Madilynne</span> loved all her little friends<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN56mWkgRqr_rHLvR8VB1717-s8wCzXEg13tAyF3UC0rw3-IFqHCdN6iWdB_B7bHDzV6USMEb7-UDfS9VGGVy6uvQQNtb_HAr4n2vzkEukS8TpdXjFZtMxTB3tNLriAbRdmA1x7cKvReRg/s1600/May+26+2010_5215.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN56mWkgRqr_rHLvR8VB1717-s8wCzXEg13tAyF3UC0rw3-IFqHCdN6iWdB_B7bHDzV6USMEb7-UDfS9VGGVy6uvQQNtb_HAr4n2vzkEukS8TpdXjFZtMxTB3tNLriAbRdmA1x7cKvReRg/s400/May+26+2010_5215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760175723615346" border="0" /></a><br />But one stands out the most.....Dear Bella!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUEuEyo77vpqjnGYrd9OZuynQ98FNVVx7s3H4lqbAAyRNqiwmxw0D_fXphjp8VQpAWwoTCEzQuptfo6ESJxii3U1NWzniaLecrlrB3W-EfefHGKWl40GM5dV7ymI5vlaEqQHdqnkene3d/s1600/May+26+2010_5226.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpUEuEyo77vpqjnGYrd9OZuynQ98FNVVx7s3H4lqbAAyRNqiwmxw0D_fXphjp8VQpAWwoTCEzQuptfo6ESJxii3U1NWzniaLecrlrB3W-EfefHGKWl40GM5dV7ymI5vlaEqQHdqnkene3d/s400/May+26+2010_5226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760186789531074" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Allergic Reaction!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvReivoCxHQVkpb4hKeHNORA99q-iEwlaN3tD4pCmRAnmabD2VYoR8qaYlK4-ZSs933kHtzUd-R7G1O9oOtpuocn1wrdCQcF3-viP4w7UQRrggEJoDFb_YGG2xddQYRmAqKeLhKAn4h7Gg/s1600/May+26+2010_5211.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvReivoCxHQVkpb4hKeHNORA99q-iEwlaN3tD4pCmRAnmabD2VYoR8qaYlK4-ZSs933kHtzUd-R7G1O9oOtpuocn1wrdCQcF3-viP4w7UQRrggEJoDFb_YGG2xddQYRmAqKeLhKAn4h7Gg/s400/May+26+2010_5211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504762187382605170" border="0" /></a>Have you ever seen an allergic reaction to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Novocaine</span> or peanuts?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQhsil473H5X1hjG7jLPaD1ylkK1aX46P4IKGJjwhqDVFJDMMPAc76hTYgsmSt6xwoP3P87aKqrxwLv6pur3fBGGWttoiQmGUuDtxzZYTQVMC5AJd6jUQxqxBzlH1XbNXBRlnA0SebGM1/s1600/May+26+2010_5212.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQhsil473H5X1hjG7jLPaD1ylkK1aX46P4IKGJjwhqDVFJDMMPAc76hTYgsmSt6xwoP3P87aKqrxwLv6pur3fBGGWttoiQmGUuDtxzZYTQVMC5AJd6jUQxqxBzlH1XbNXBRlnA0SebGM1/s400/May+26+2010_5212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504762185082898802" border="0" /></a>Not sure which this was, but it looks painful, none the less!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPHkgy_ltL86adB319xnlV5WYLTpSOZnChkrvbEWfMTU0JQ_-0usEUuU7Ac-buG1OxY8a8Q-dwo-JTgeu8WAK47Ph-c_Q_H8K6zDTeQyHM0cITYjNeEZR4XINWvihjv41yq7w6BcxJlm_/s1600/May+26+2010_5213.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPHkgy_ltL86adB319xnlV5WYLTpSOZnChkrvbEWfMTU0JQ_-0usEUuU7Ac-buG1OxY8a8Q-dwo-JTgeu8WAK47Ph-c_Q_H8K6zDTeQyHM0cITYjNeEZR4XINWvihjv41yq7w6BcxJlm_/s400/May+26+2010_5213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504762174957685826" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Benadryl</span> 50mg anyone? STAT!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-62968398350500296412010-05-12T13:36:00.000-07:002010-05-12T14:06:35.435-07:00She's Back!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh97I-jD9gXO7vwTR-sFYkYO1O3i7CL6obB-tc7u1VFKgv-s5n3uDi0U4WdnI7CxDePC2W33pDZJqUXU-oaqGO_q71hOYvVdSzZ25nEky8W1ufEeDP8Li1Vnm0LZApyWUhrCuuX4_TechYm/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh97I-jD9gXO7vwTR-sFYkYO1O3i7CL6obB-tc7u1VFKgv-s5n3uDi0U4WdnI7CxDePC2W33pDZJqUXU-oaqGO_q71hOYvVdSzZ25nEky8W1ufEeDP8Li1Vnm0LZApyWUhrCuuX4_TechYm/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470486653121660770" border="0" /></a>It seems like an eternity since I last worked on my own blog and vented through the written language for many unknown readers to hear my plea! Well, I hope to share more for my own benefit and sanity, hopefully!<br /><br />Much has transpired since I last posted and I will try and do a little update, but life is a dramatic, difficult roller coaster to ride. And sometimes you just have to hold on, with all your might, and pray your seat belt holds you in. And to those few friends and God, I thank you! I have had SO, SO many ups and many, many downs. And been spun all around, I was quite disoriented. I think I have started to face forward now, but my coarse is still a little wobbly. Nothing shakes you more then having to question who you are as a person, what your purpose is, and what you will stand for. And then even more challenging is to stand! I have both feet planted and try to step, ever so lightly forward, with more determination and confidence each day. Simple, subtle prayers are answered with each waking moment, I am a testimant to that!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Now less on the drama and more on the puzzles and fun of money, or lack there over. Over the last 6 months I have tried to understand the world of "COUPONS" and how to work the system better and smarter. Thanks to a great sister-in-law and trial and error. I feel like I am finally starting to get the hang of it. At least I am on the edge of the ice berg.....<br /><br />This was my trip to Walgreens this week.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMsdq-aQ-oSFcGlYFAduQgSn6RuKwHyDviJrBBEhLetlYgP6EQqKchY-adtROBtKiltdqfiznQhE26GOmpaoTd0pZDU_qWw_Hytll4HB9gmJHyTcJUZFgFvo4jMiEc225yEm2aGrv5gHXw/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMsdq-aQ-oSFcGlYFAduQgSn6RuKwHyDviJrBBEhLetlYgP6EQqKchY-adtROBtKiltdqfiznQhE26GOmpaoTd0pZDU_qWw_Hytll4HB9gmJHyTcJUZFgFvo4jMiEc225yEm2aGrv5gHXw/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470486666757344002" border="0" /></a>I came home with:<br /> 6 Soft scrubs @ $4.19/each<br /> 2 Soft Scrub Total Bath & Bowl cleaners @ $4.19/each<br /> 3 Hydro 3 blade Schick Razors $7.99/each<br /> 2 Johnsons Body Care Washes $5.49/each - found on clearance for $2.99/each<br /> 4 John Frieda Root Awakening Hair spray $6.99/each<br /> 2 John Frieda Root Awakening Detangler $6.99/each<br /> 4 EOS Shave Gels $2.99/each<br /> 1 Kitchen Scissors $3.99/each - found on clearance for $.99/each<br /> 2 Cutters bug spray wipes $5.49/each - found on clearnce for 1.59/each<br /> 1 Bite Kids, after bug bite cream $3.99/each - found on clearance for $1.14<br /><br />I <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >paid $12.47 out of pocket</span> after all said and done!<br /><br />If you are interested I love the web site Hip2Save.blogspot.com<br />It takes a little time but worth the original price of $141.43!<br /><br />Hope all is well with everyone! I'd love to hear your feedback!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-23224850663681217932010-01-29T07:43:00.000-08:002010-01-29T07:56:44.305-08:00The CanyonsPaul & I went to the Canyons to ski on Saturday & Wednesday this past week. The powder was great and we had an awesome time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKh3q8gmczzb6xU90z7nd45EFPpla1XbyENsdRlCn_9P6XOeNECLRodJ_oXfQ7XA2OOacqMBaVxfbOt2GJVreIE4EMmzb8plvT0QxOvfqZMTMyCFKoOSMWvO8LE6VYOopXLzi4dqokVBs/s1600-h/The+Canyons.Paul%26Heather1.2010.aspx"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKh3q8gmczzb6xU90z7nd45EFPpla1XbyENsdRlCn_9P6XOeNECLRodJ_oXfQ7XA2OOacqMBaVxfbOt2GJVreIE4EMmzb8plvT0QxOvfqZMTMyCFKoOSMWvO8LE6VYOopXLzi4dqokVBs/s400/The+Canyons.Paul%26Heather1.2010.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432189615308866274" border="0" /></a>Paul's brother joined us for his second time ever on a snow board. He ate a little bit of snow but overall did a great job!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheVUk0QyqzTgGuprdDXZKSvhBPiNtNCJ3STxtkJA88rdCVibnphYQJdOV8BKDeqhnz4Y7kZ0XZHkbPVfKggrEMdknmb0j-tKrgM7LqkxW7f8i_OnzyOaNR4E0wTouqH080XewOZrqJAqOm/s1600-h/The+Canyons.Paul%26Adam.2010.aspx"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheVUk0QyqzTgGuprdDXZKSvhBPiNtNCJ3STxtkJA88rdCVibnphYQJdOV8BKDeqhnz4Y7kZ0XZHkbPVfKggrEMdknmb0j-tKrgM7LqkxW7f8i_OnzyOaNR4E0wTouqH080XewOZrqJAqOm/s400/The+Canyons.Paul%26Adam.2010.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432189609573482098" border="0" /></a>Heather's little brother Nathan skipped out on a day of school and came to hang with his big Sis on the slopes. He seemed to enjoy himself as well.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4gFLfH2Qz1XfDS1kTBHfnsP2C4jP0VkmOjxMK_YkuyH1AMfayefWfbRv1970z_Lnh3aF6R4aS69hEgOEURdaSucdBtgLhHkSav8_2i8qdxX6YLj15Wp-xXG71HhN_1T9LL-FVx03HobH/s1600-h/The+Canyons.Nathan.2010.aspx"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh4gFLfH2Qz1XfDS1kTBHfnsP2C4jP0VkmOjxMK_YkuyH1AMfayefWfbRv1970z_Lnh3aF6R4aS69hEgOEURdaSucdBtgLhHkSav8_2i8qdxX6YLj15Wp-xXG71HhN_1T9LL-FVx03HobH/s400/The+Canyons.Nathan.2010.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432189599817680338" border="0" /></a>Paul, Adam, Heather, & Nathan at the top of the Tombstone lift at The Canyons.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsRp56V40blyHiL57wAWr6X3jUVRsqKesbkzOIC053mWp3Zx9mKgpU0HEFxlh3R9q83gZX45WVsXGHfxW4kd8SdClcxegBnQvZ_KWanMi2uu4VbwiK3_hb1_U_N_hpED6CHqFKzjVMlt1/s1600-h/The+Canyons.Everybody.2010.aspx"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCsRp56V40blyHiL57wAWr6X3jUVRsqKesbkzOIC053mWp3Zx9mKgpU0HEFxlh3R9q83gZX45WVsXGHfxW4kd8SdClcxegBnQvZ_KWanMi2uu4VbwiK3_hb1_U_N_hpED6CHqFKzjVMlt1/s400/The+Canyons.Everybody.2010.aspx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432189594008933522" border="0" /></a><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Chris/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Chris/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-70868547146115021982010-01-26T20:45:00.000-08:002010-01-27T15:23:37.536-08:00Inquiring Minds Want to Know...A friend of mine recently asked Mom's to write what a typical day is like. So here is my typical day when I am not a work.<br /><br />0700 - Wake up...Oh my goodness, Mason actually slept in until 0700,<br /> instead of 0530. What a blessing.<br /> Everyone up. Mitchell gets dressed w/ a lot of coaxing.<br /> Dress <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Madi</span> & Mason.<br /> Mom puts on work out clothes in hopes of relieving<br /> some stress.<br /> Breakfast for all & clean up.<br /> Laundry In & Out<br /> Make lunches.<br /> Unload the dishwasher.<br /><br />0810 - Everyone wants honey toast to eat on the road. Toast for 3 coming up!<br /><br />0815 - Load all 3 little ones & off to school for Mitchell.<br /><br />0840 - Unload 2 little ones and off to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Elliptical</span>.<br /> Ran 4 1/2 miles in 32 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mins</span>, feeling good.<br /><br />0920 - Load 2 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">little</span> ones, pick up an extra, & off to Preschool.<br /><br />0940 - Quick pick up in living room.<br /><br />0945 - Laundry In & laundry Out<br /><br />0950 - Put on Diego for Mason while I worked on organizing the Misc. drop-off counter.<br /><br />0957 - Realized I had a meeting @ 1000 at Mitchell's school for the upcoming Book Fair.<br /> Loaded 1 little body & headed to the school.<br /><br />1100 - Volunteered in Mitchell's class.<br /><br />1130 - @ Home, Lunch made.<br /><br />1145 - Lunch Time<br /><br />1215 - Put on a show for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Madi</span> & Mason.<br /> Laundry In/Out<br /> Thaw out chicken for dinner.<br /> Shower for MOM<br /><br />1315 - Nap time for Mason in Mom's bed.<br /> Oops, mom enjoyed a 20 min nap her self.<br /><br />1345 - Computer time - Bills, budget, e-mails, organize mail.<br /> Laundry In & Out<br /><br />1450 - Load 2 little bodies to pick Mitchell up from school.<br /> Bank<br /> DI - to unload the back of the car that had been loaded for a week.<br /> Sports Chalet - to rent boots and ski poles for a Ski Date w/ Paul on Wednesday.<br /><br />1630 - Unload 3 bodies, SNACK TIME, Homework, Dinner Prep.<br /> Laundry In & Out.<br /><br />1745 - Dinner w/ the entire Family. (I love those nights!)<br /><br />1815 - Clean up: dishes, table, counters, & little hands.<br /><br />1830 - Fold 8 loads of laundry from today and the day before.<br /> Where does the sock monster live?<br /> Paul helped to put it away too.<br /><br />1930 - 3 Little ones dressed in P.J.'s and story time.<br /><br />2000 - 3 Little bodies in bed and quiet!<br /> Mom & Dad time!<br /><br />Well, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">that's</span> a typical day if I am not working at the Hospital. A lot to cram in to prepare for the following day, and we start all over tomorrow.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-18712366576787399922010-01-24T12:55:00.000-08:002010-01-24T13:12:30.242-08:00Memory LossYesterday Paul & I got to spend a wonderful day @ the Canyons.<br />Paul snowboarded while I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">skied</span>.<br />There was a ton of new powder, lots of places to go,<br />and no checking of head gear into the ground or Paul by Heather.<br /><br />Mitchell, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Madi</span>, & Mason spent the morning w/ Nana & Papa Lewis,<br /><br />Heaven sent time away from the kids!<br /><br />We got back to pick up the kids and Nana was explaining to Mitchell that her dog,<br />Toby, had a girlfriend.<br />Mitchell was very curious and asked<br />"Does that mean they are going to make puppies?"<br />Nana then explained that Toby had been "fixed"<br />and couldn't make puppies any more.<br />Mitchell smiled and said,<br />"Oh, I get it. Being fixed is like having memory loss!"<br /><br />So, to all of you who have been "fixed" I hope you find your mind soon!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-80360767602904184042009-12-14T08:30:00.000-08:002009-12-14T08:45:22.128-08:00Craziness of the Scott's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7D9AMasFtTryXfmNSGp1bso2PvVswP3f9apamUj5jEWT1dRg4qXOupn5PiTzpZaYnbqh9YoZH_K_J_bzPCu505lrS1RTN-mU9H-vDjWA75vPAj5j9hjjq-0gYBiEevyMBZPO1HHNvojRv/s1600-h/Nov+20+2009_4190.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7D9AMasFtTryXfmNSGp1bso2PvVswP3f9apamUj5jEWT1dRg4qXOupn5PiTzpZaYnbqh9YoZH_K_J_bzPCu505lrS1RTN-mU9H-vDjWA75vPAj5j9hjjq-0gYBiEevyMBZPO1HHNvojRv/s400/Nov+20+2009_4190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415131395315292930" border="0" /></a>Life has been very disorganized and crazy lately. Heather was out of commission for a couple of months in Sept, Oct, and part of Nov. and has now jumped back into life a full swing with work, kids, and home. The fall has gone by in a flash.<br /><br />The picture above and below really make me reflect on what is important.<br />And it is the people in that picture that keep me going...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpOKPR32Mn7nTRLXSkxND0Ti9YFL96QCjtd0AGSSP6UDi31nhOo7GJqJbEBXttaYyY3Wa5MXLGMzWAJNDAGgsXVh_THqPYnqD3tB8NU3vqkxKd17JLZivNeJzRbx5JxbA6EO7FMrt3lszX/s1600-h/Nov+20+2009_4188.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpOKPR32Mn7nTRLXSkxND0Ti9YFL96QCjtd0AGSSP6UDi31nhOo7GJqJbEBXttaYyY3Wa5MXLGMzWAJNDAGgsXVh_THqPYnqD3tB8NU3vqkxKd17JLZivNeJzRbx5JxbA6EO7FMrt3lszX/s400/Nov+20+2009_4188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415131386250410130" border="0" /></a>These cute faces drive me to want to better...<br />But there are times in life when I don't know if I should cry or laugh...<br />Or when it is appropriate to do both!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEzk0uuiQ-6l55Lf_2uVZr3OkChHWXU2MDTILQdJgZ3Jr6Kr7P7OVlqjnS03pxc09UcIxWCGkgiFx37TUaQYge6w2VPMGMBHJVKnXP-Zyi1LKnFsy8XbA-H8UytL19u2v0islAbrAASjz/s1600-h/Oct+26+2009_4020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEzk0uuiQ-6l55Lf_2uVZr3OkChHWXU2MDTILQdJgZ3Jr6Kr7P7OVlqjnS03pxc09UcIxWCGkgiFx37TUaQYge6w2VPMGMBHJVKnXP-Zyi1LKnFsy8XbA-H8UytL19u2v0islAbrAASjz/s400/Oct+26+2009_4020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415131407645842546" border="0" /></a><br />Madilynne choosing to cut off all of her hair in less then 30minutes<br />OR<br />Paul bringing home a puppy without asking!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGix1EUdGG-nLtWpRcPRq4ofSop8Lerz_FBsNr_wSHSx0YdlLbxwPzjNuhl24eNdQI0-UE7UNBw2q3hHSDg0echziFmczkqNhlTapf_0s1x1p6YomqSUB-cZs4Lnf4XHpY4vv1rCaK0Gf/s1600-h/Oct+29+2009_3979_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoGix1EUdGG-nLtWpRcPRq4ofSop8Lerz_FBsNr_wSHSx0YdlLbxwPzjNuhl24eNdQI0-UE7UNBw2q3hHSDg0echziFmczkqNhlTapf_0s1x1p6YomqSUB-cZs4Lnf4XHpY4vv1rCaK0Gf/s400/Oct+29+2009_3979_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415131405085071826" border="0" /></a>Copper!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-88221241180730145162009-09-18T14:52:00.000-07:002009-09-18T15:27:23.851-07:00Harvest Time '09We started with just a few seeds and a few small plants. . . .<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85a6asawG_afR6qmbOWm1KyeSIw49A_Qz2WnW9Nd9MqfroEN7K9W6zRZIfObHTbUyb0MLVYUyuJnd3ssM788Z6SRhZ4homnHNE_3Xn2EuxDHOw7yBoFWfKXnHZORGEpeiLkX9wyO5Y_rm/s1600-h/Aug+26+2009_3973.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85a6asawG_afR6qmbOWm1KyeSIw49A_Qz2WnW9Nd9MqfroEN7K9W6zRZIfObHTbUyb0MLVYUyuJnd3ssM788Z6SRhZ4homnHNE_3Xn2EuxDHOw7yBoFWfKXnHZORGEpeiLkX9wyO5Y_rm/s400/Aug+26+2009_3973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382931609383682050" border="0" /></a>After many days of water. . . sunshine. . . weeding. . . more weeding . . . & TLC.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn6NFoEKNHfPnbTlvPGp4EhpC8P282v6SNnaVoqVvADd3NrmLLBqE53d28Ejz0Md0HuczsXyBcpkEPl2WHO4cFDgYT_Z1ZFd1LV_HcuXBd13w8xNZVljeT_EUXBa-0oDhm6y-OvBe4NPV/s1600-h/Aug+26+2009_3971.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn6NFoEKNHfPnbTlvPGp4EhpC8P282v6SNnaVoqVvADd3NrmLLBqE53d28Ejz0Md0HuczsXyBcpkEPl2WHO4cFDgYT_Z1ZFd1LV_HcuXBd13w8xNZVljeT_EUXBa-0oDhm6y-OvBe4NPV/s400/Aug+26+2009_3971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382931599481943794" border="0" /></a>We, as a family, created something MAGICAL....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNdgdlItSMhexAdUUHjA2cWNQcVnYoCclM0cGUB7ADvpgF-Evxh-nomwNeL11Rn5PG7xnrLNLmhJc3CQsbqTsaP5odQ_dBdlHBjKskHLqaMPtb0GErrVHK_2ECIfqOmE0mAdrz76NzZpZ/s1600-h/Aug+26+2009_3975_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJNdgdlItSMhexAdUUHjA2cWNQcVnYoCclM0cGUB7ADvpgF-Evxh-nomwNeL11Rn5PG7xnrLNLmhJc3CQsbqTsaP5odQ_dBdlHBjKskHLqaMPtb0GErrVHK_2ECIfqOmE0mAdrz76NzZpZ/s400/Aug+26+2009_3975_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382932066370806706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAS4MXnavfwEsfidvqNneOjN5VSrMyr4W7nhPU7AxI2Fg5Rkn-KjGADSDwiHEvXRhZ_-jOO0LlbMAmHZ1uCiO5or7jb_s3EWFI0tj-oZhRqiAuGuR5MEAQDwb3wETOT0pVCIzvEwVN9bZ2/s1600-h/Aug+26+2009_3968.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAS4MXnavfwEsfidvqNneOjN5VSrMyr4W7nhPU7AxI2Fg5Rkn-KjGADSDwiHEvXRhZ_-jOO0LlbMAmHZ1uCiO5or7jb_s3EWFI0tj-oZhRqiAuGuR5MEAQDwb3wETOT0pVCIzvEwVN9bZ2/s400/Aug+26+2009_3968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382931595338261762" border="0" /></a>Our GARDEN!<br /><br />We picked our first big batch . . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItqJotNPrIi4jh3yY96W0IxpRXTZiqOpwBzcsFQro9x3JukzJ0DAyWW4zS1B5t_iFz3Gok-I5aua3bmBUYTK_naIlT6OW9aNf_zGlKzGE4u_tQvPr0FlK-Mzc2Fdv0G9dLz89jN9io5rT/s1600-h/Aug+27+2009_3967.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItqJotNPrIi4jh3yY96W0IxpRXTZiqOpwBzcsFQro9x3JukzJ0DAyWW4zS1B5t_iFz3Gok-I5aua3bmBUYTK_naIlT6OW9aNf_zGlKzGE4u_tQvPr0FlK-Mzc2Fdv0G9dLz89jN9io5rT/s400/Aug+27+2009_3967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382933490861226002" border="0" /></a>and then we picked 1 week later and got these. . .<br />(You didn't know that you could grow 3 adorable children in 4 months time.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuUHx0FemlZ5pOhf3j8e-t1YyCYuqlBUgw8J5BRH1ULyCBx4upGoryFyUDlpC_n2N-yJD0_QSN7MmFvBLSbINiaVKWddcU6nr-ixeMeZhd3SdwdoX_x-L0L1GHlbfpLBOiuhRcF-u1Yzu/s1600-h/Sep+10+2009_3863_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfuUHx0FemlZ5pOhf3j8e-t1YyCYuqlBUgw8J5BRH1ULyCBx4upGoryFyUDlpC_n2N-yJD0_QSN7MmFvBLSbINiaVKWddcU6nr-ixeMeZhd3SdwdoX_x-L0L1GHlbfpLBOiuhRcF-u1Yzu/s400/Sep+10+2009_3863_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382933482134620994" border="0" /></a><br />Have you ever wondered what 47 pints, 14 quarts, and 20 1/2 pints of<br />Hot salsa,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheW0NpTkd9l9j5U82dkRqHO5gNVhMlm6li4X8qbe0_70_VhBLd7ndVh4RzSscPtD07LR8KVl-VVNeWvzt-MzIDO_94GXzzi7ZLGKNjlNYU5VTPtZVlJzWeJSIph3xHsAcq9BxAPkUgznyW/s1600-h/Sep+18+2009_3844.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheW0NpTkd9l9j5U82dkRqHO5gNVhMlm6li4X8qbe0_70_VhBLd7ndVh4RzSscPtD07LR8KVl-VVNeWvzt-MzIDO_94GXzzi7ZLGKNjlNYU5VTPtZVlJzWeJSIph3xHsAcq9BxAPkUgznyW/s400/Sep+18+2009_3844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382933503288709762" border="0" /></a><br />Mild salsa,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Spaghetti</span> Sauce (in the freezer),<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Tomatillo</span> Salsa,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh19LP78ERB1icLErPW8YDr4FBQWOiAUSUuEBvlFnvOt6wIzMIvmrmQiXpa0xfTNLbngvGVVWl5JJcvrQzczOIC8o-anOuDHEtJZf0O3p1Lc1WOO5H1A2-l2arhOBoTp85EzUtRLtVVxcvk/s1600-h/Sep+18+2009_3842.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh19LP78ERB1icLErPW8YDr4FBQWOiAUSUuEBvlFnvOt6wIzMIvmrmQiXpa0xfTNLbngvGVVWl5JJcvrQzczOIC8o-anOuDHEtJZf0O3p1Lc1WOO5H1A2-l2arhOBoTp85EzUtRLtVVxcvk/s400/Sep+18+2009_3842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382933513750446418" border="0" /></a><br />and Strawberry Jam<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyHAYa0VBOFtOTsYoUwkjOhwld9Ymae4JHWO5QpKMIMK5ZELls3qnDWhHyzoXj8rZcVlCRiWzmEZQjnfu3MimJ-kPBr9Pua2_bHNmaLjlg9FZ0Ac54pkFZqdToenVHmlkxaS3Hx9x9XUc/s1600-h/Sep+18+2009_3841.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVyHAYa0VBOFtOTsYoUwkjOhwld9Ymae4JHWO5QpKMIMK5ZELls3qnDWhHyzoXj8rZcVlCRiWzmEZQjnfu3MimJ-kPBr9Pua2_bHNmaLjlg9FZ0Ac54pkFZqdToenVHmlkxaS3Hx9x9XUc/s400/Sep+18+2009_3841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382936177952710226" border="0" /></a>Look like?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVinBYjFcM_IPEJ-YMkpxX_phawS4-4RPoyvs0e5HERglmuJO42sQ1L59YUK9XzZB_MuYliSeGXGWSuU1ZxnXjj7T9vCpKcsQOvaN1w-Uts06lAWEg6IxQ-1UAOlmNFzzJPjVUgdAwn2Nw/s1600-h/Sep+18+2009_3836.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVinBYjFcM_IPEJ-YMkpxX_phawS4-4RPoyvs0e5HERglmuJO42sQ1L59YUK9XzZB_MuYliSeGXGWSuU1ZxnXjj7T9vCpKcsQOvaN1w-Uts06lAWEg6IxQ-1UAOlmNFzzJPjVUgdAwn2Nw/s400/Sep+18+2009_3836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382933495752972546" border="0" /></a>Well, there you have it:<br /><br />23 pints of Zesty Hot Salsa<br />5 pints of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tomatillo</span> Salsa<br />20 1/2 pints & 7 pints of Strawberry Jam<br />12 pints & 7 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">qts</span> of Roma Mild Salsa<br />7 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">qts</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Spaghetti</span> Sauce<br /><br />74 jars in total!<br /><br />Oh, but there are still more tomatoes, cucumbers (regular & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">armainion</span>), jalapenos, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Anaheim</span> peppers, bell peppers, and carrots coming off.<br /><br />Thank you dear Lord for blessing our family with these many experiences of growing, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">nurturing</span>, and harvesting a garden.<br /><br />And if any one is interested or in need please let me know.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-77557567856047681122009-09-17T19:16:00.000-07:002009-09-17T19:25:44.173-07:00Fresh SalsaI have to preface this recipe, it is vague and changes a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">every time</span> I make the salsa. I just use what I have on hand so you may have to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tweak</span> it a little.<br /><br />1 Large Bowl or Grocery sack full of tomatoes<br />1-2 Bell Peppers (Red, green, or yellow)<br />1 Lg onion or 5-6 green onions<br />5-6 Cloves of garlic<br />2 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Jalapeno</span> (seeded) or you can substitute for 2-3 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Anaheims</span> or Garden Salsa peppers)<br />1 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Bushell</span> of cilantro<br />2-4 Limes<br /> Salt to taste<br /><br />Use a food processor, the pulse mode, and chop away. Core your tomatoes first and leave the skins on. Chop. Dump tomatoes into receiving bowl. Next take the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">jalapeno</span>, garlic, and bell peppers and chop finely and add to bowl. Chop onion and add to bowl. Hand chop the cilantro and squeeze in the limes. Add salt to taste.<br /><br />ENJOY!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-42760905521199012682009-09-08T12:39:00.000-07:002009-09-08T12:50:14.934-07:00The DAMN Pencils!I was really excited for Mitchell to start 1st grade.<br />I was thrilled for Mitchell to start 1st grade.<br />Did I mention I am happy about school starting.<br /><br />Here is the first of many stories to come...<br /><br />I picked up Mitchell from his classroom on Wed. of last week and his teacher informed me that Mitchell now had a new special job.<br />I looked at Mitchell and asked, "What is your new special job?"<br /><br />His reply, with a large smile, "I get to sharpen all the DAMN pencils!!!"<br /><br />My mouth dropped and Ms. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Steffensons</span>' did the same.<br />I was mortified that my good little 1st grader was swearing in front of his brand new teacher!<br />I asked him to repeat what he said.<br /><br />Mitchell said, " I get to sharpen all the DAMN pencils!"<br /><br />Again my mouth dropped and I explained to Mitchell that we don't use that word.<br />He argued for a moment and then gave a great sigh and said goodbye to his teacher.<br />We walked to the edge of the hall and I was talking to Mitchell about why we don't use words like that and he interrupted me.<br /><br />"But Mom, I said DAMN, you know, like when a light bulb gets small, and doesn't shine as big."<br /><br />"OH!!! Mitchell you mean DULL. When the tip of a pencil becomes small like a light bulb, it is called DULL!"<br /><br />"Okay Mom, whatever, DULL!"<br /><br />I immediately made him turn around and inform Ms. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Steffenson</span> that he meant to say Dim and now knows what the word DULL means.<br /><br />So if you ever need someone to sharpen you DAMN pencils, just let me know, I have the perfect little boy to do the job!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-985998193104778954.post-45550142467961582022009-09-02T16:48:00.000-07:002009-09-02T16:55:45.791-07:00A day at the Beach!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">We had a wonderful day at the beach at Bear Lake with just us and the kids. We packed a lunch, some floating toys and a couple buckets and shovels! </span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzFWQjv5eVPNF6NVqlCmOIH7F8zX-adld2IuMtUw3YnJRXmCuYHQQ7plbm-HNQXJYyiBthEdNJtvyTKSpv_qiiu7GMEFMTeYq5d_graFvKxdjq8cJqrFIC_MuyGmxl2TXD5Qk-FuIh57v3/s1600-h/Jul+25+2009_3773_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 424px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzFWQjv5eVPNF6NVqlCmOIH7F8zX-adld2IuMtUw3YnJRXmCuYHQQ7plbm-HNQXJYyiBthEdNJtvyTKSpv_qiiu7GMEFMTeYq5d_graFvKxdjq8cJqrFIC_MuyGmxl2TXD5Qk-FuIh57v3/s400/Jul+25+2009_3773_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377021628742999330" border="0" /></a>Who doesn't love Sand and Water in every <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">crease</span> of your body...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhk7OvRWDd53VtEYFzTneKWJrV6aHHRN6nT8MjREr9WfsUmLkLolxqH283cMcPuSMJjzI7XX68ae7fMtjlkyLS3wSHK4FnjDlpK5emfV4oBEbBnbrKQSpA9aeqV6e66n0ilMRGvtzS9NZ3/s1600-h/Jul+25+2009_3777.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhk7OvRWDd53VtEYFzTneKWJrV6aHHRN6nT8MjREr9WfsUmLkLolxqH283cMcPuSMJjzI7XX68ae7fMtjlkyLS3wSHK4FnjDlpK5emfV4oBEbBnbrKQSpA9aeqV6e66n0ilMRGvtzS9NZ3/s400/Jul+25+2009_3777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377021619832571570" border="0" /></a>Building sand castles until your fingers look like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">prunes</span>.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlBrDZHp-9BrJfIEsuirjBIlzIZzuTrLfAjPd40I3FljS7SKPeX6S1LtinEJdNvnwz6-hvzKj_deC85zVVoLc7a4iOJX6_VQ9nDKvLu248EHg7htDiLTNhaL8gkjbAHD5fh1ElDoTOZXA/s1600-h/Jul+25+2009_3793_edited-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlBrDZHp-9BrJfIEsuirjBIlzIZzuTrLfAjPd40I3FljS7SKPeX6S1LtinEJdNvnwz6-hvzKj_deC85zVVoLc7a4iOJX6_VQ9nDKvLu248EHg7htDiLTNhaL8gkjbAHD5fh1ElDoTOZXA/s400/Jul+25+2009_3793_edited-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377021612252906434" border="0" /></a>And being turned into a gorgeous Mermaid!<br /><br />It was a wonderful and relaxing day at the beach. We topped it off with world famous RASPBERRY SHAKES from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">LeBeu's</span>. I don't think anything could have been better then being with my family, enjoying the smiles, and playing with the kids (Paul included)!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1