tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66712272053045519092024-03-12T20:36:03.981-07:00Enjoying the JourneyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-69872835556004589692011-03-11T14:33:00.000-08:002011-03-11T14:45:50.978-08:00Free food!I don't know if anyone even reads this anymore, because I'm so awesome at keeping up on it! But, oh well. I just wanted to tell anyone who is interested in food storage about this awesome opportunity. Especially since food prices are going crazy! Go to www.preparetoday4tomorrow.myefoods.com. And get FREE food! They have awesome food that has a 15 year shelf life. It's healthy and no preservatives. Everything we have tried we have loved. It's my kind of food storage... add water. The cool thing about it is, there is also an opportunity to make money while building it up too. Yes, it's basically a MLM, but who doesn't spend money on food every month? Long story short, my brother made over $800 his first month, and already has more than a 6 month supply. It's at least worth a look, and like I said, it really does taste great! Try the free stuff and see:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-18843012435055079872010-07-11T19:54:00.000-07:002010-07-11T20:11:22.217-07:00Trying to remember how to do this!The last year and a half has been a whirl wind. Building our house was trying times, but we made it through the ordeal and now live in my dream home. Then... if you know me well you know that I love to play with hair and if you know me really well, then I've probably talked you into letting me cut or color your hair. So, a couple of months after we moved into our house I decided that it was my turn for a huge project and I started Cosmetology School. Life is NUTTY!!!! I am pooped all of the time. I have 4 months left and Paul is building me the cutest little salon you ever did see in my house. I'm so excited, I've always wanted to do this and I'm going to go ahead and toot my own horn and say I ROCK AT THIS!!! It's so fun and I've met some awesome friends, but I'm really looking forward to being done with school and for my life to get back to normal- and not have a test every Friday. So that's what is going on right now and my excuse for mot keeping up on the blog. Really I was just seeing if I could remember how to do it. Sometime, I don't know when I will post pictures of my new house, you can see some of it in Averie's 3rd b-day post that I just finished. It's not 100% finished but...someday I'll have my back splash maybe after the salon? No pressure Paul.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-79949227263023577962010-07-11T19:23:00.000-07:002010-07-11T19:53:16.344-07:00Averie's 3rd Birthday<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMJ83XoC1jrAgW3DZDTuwJziymr0MCT-VMUEYAkvHMdDXJ4r90f233Ii4U8LzEmjdnFeYP8tcTXiS3WF5uMBD1-vaccza2JXXtwIjGN8_l6VMCjmdVzpriwmXfGJijMXyG5HBI93hE00/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMJ83XoC1jrAgW3DZDTuwJziymr0MCT-VMUEYAkvHMdDXJ4r90f233Ii4U8LzEmjdnFeYP8tcTXiS3WF5uMBD1-vaccza2JXXtwIjGN8_l6VMCjmdVzpriwmXfGJijMXyG5HBI93hE00/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492844114888985170" border="0" /></a>For her 3rd birthday, Averie wanted a rock-n-roll pizza party. I'm not sure how she came up with it but we went with it. It was so fun. We had a Guitar Hero competition, an Air Guitar competition, of course pizza, and a record pinata. Averie is such a big girl and she makes us laugh everyday with funny things she comes up with. The other day she wanted to sleep in our bed and Paul told her no. She told him that if you love someone then you let them sleep in your bed! She was dead serious too. She slept in our bed. We love our Avers!<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcrQUIiC6TvEPLSrfUITcjx66UTS_uFXj5_-R4XkEJttqsExgtIYacp8_mfd3U1nArXqHmEwg083aukftkErYPmuXjbZXJbbE7vz7YKY9MiMR36sFhkxpdO5ycj93rZuY_pITYIv0Emk/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcrQUIiC6TvEPLSrfUITcjx66UTS_uFXj5_-R4XkEJttqsExgtIYacp8_mfd3U1nArXqHmEwg083aukftkErYPmuXjbZXJbbE7vz7YKY9MiMR36sFhkxpdO5ycj93rZuY_pITYIv0Emk/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843934547708114" border="0" /></a> The Cake (yes Paul made it, not me)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEins2DVqN6Rby_3KaCCoLOIqy_e7YOEuNsOuj2TBCpRdgrb4TBC13L_brnCVTq2ZFbIekztI2g4awAgE8Jzj5-aGb0MNmtgh0gaDxhT0f5av8ChNdFgzq92-C5YE9z_PyJ0fBFNdpeUSJY/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEins2DVqN6Rby_3KaCCoLOIqy_e7YOEuNsOuj2TBCpRdgrb4TBC13L_brnCVTq2ZFbIekztI2g4awAgE8Jzj5-aGb0MNmtgh0gaDxhT0f5av8ChNdFgzq92-C5YE9z_PyJ0fBFNdpeUSJY/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843650527445714" border="0" /></a> The Decor<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH32UyRXuvl-7YOM3836FbWiKfiieChcr2gfcYF_HjfPxDyoKpm6G23SUJH-Y78LRoJJnZhxNLtcs333nbQbaJcqTIO9WHSEE_ptJJ89UnXg9tF-SYUupTPQts3GCymsBbA1XT6ov2uG0/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH32UyRXuvl-7YOM3836FbWiKfiieChcr2gfcYF_HjfPxDyoKpm6G23SUJH-Y78LRoJJnZhxNLtcs333nbQbaJcqTIO9WHSEE_ptJJ89UnXg9tF-SYUupTPQts3GCymsBbA1XT6ov2uG0/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492843430768037106" border="0" /></a> Cool aunts and uncles that dressed up for the party<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj694DF4PNGPISvJveLMtYYrBqSPU4cjxW0NkunIetdMd1m5-HslWNKhSTSYvEnJntUJumhKLRc-LyRF2GxLYiaeNr0DhpIczUmBG0yMrxFq9Hp1OahVgtr8-uy3LfKhereqyjKMy2r2uM/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuvnbDpeg1sat6TSoa9R8nrGYvja9C-T0eKGSErBrqUu70LvxC9nN4BEdhca5HLnUrUoknwCYYCtwQ1q8TXigoqUoMEIiOAo7iLa0cmGaWRbMHzGAXXrq5HAYAEzA672HCQ-ITQfiEpU/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492842823313373026" border="0" /></a> Guitar Hero Competition<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmyFkiNQB8zP7RL5MkfPymoyoLpOxQ5SMOFJyg61XnxyME4iHdrOKqZXJDnD7Z0YaqcYaQ0HrLVasBPQbSKxjZgAbDKjfFh38I8tPoqabChQo-ikYWt5GX8QRO1InwIp0UYw0fysxwu0/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRmyFkiNQB8zP7RL5MkfPymoyoLpOxQ5SMOFJyg61XnxyME4iHdrOKqZXJDnD7Z0YaqcYaQ0HrLVasBPQbSKxjZgAbDKjfFh38I8tPoqabChQo-ikYWt5GX8QRO1InwIp0UYw0fysxwu0/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492842433405780866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZtlJR8REPxY2CmaLwDD9G5yw4fUGSQP5Cd6lhnfYn3cM3JTXpbMPg3d2e3_6GCHa9JzZD8LxVw4gZoUlkYs9hgDj9kLn2qh4Qw84xromBmncHLvxdfX_p03hMrdfnAdt7hc6EV6GGLJQ/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKjEbbXhKA9Z2jlLO0LahSrSso79Y2gij4ZN5sS-YqdqP0eHssRSSDyHiqORR2xZDTP9ki9OvInnFhBy_wW3gsjr_tq965ORfPQnZGlvPzXY1-TaWHgb9nbNv5ivg9PRXcVT7wxgo8jQ/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841631658807410" border="0" /></a> Air guitar competition-no that's not Brett Michaels that's me!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MTHmLvvM7Qf991xYecX__ITMNs_GHLbiSPcp0-sgy1pHwK0Tltuhpwgs_wFkXQMt4LMSCWHbYLia5JIyu5Zn3A1HS1OqE1-dsVJQm9Fr2vB47aNhTW27kA0kM_yjeMiiTQnlbJKm4z4/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MTHmLvvM7Qf991xYecX__ITMNs_GHLbiSPcp0-sgy1pHwK0Tltuhpwgs_wFkXQMt4LMSCWHbYLia5JIyu5Zn3A1HS1OqE1-dsVJQm9Fr2vB47aNhTW27kA0kM_yjeMiiTQnlbJKm4z4/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492841157883765282" border="0" /></a> The Pinata<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiHkqMYxz6mSUgSUuyZgsbbST-g6BHhIrwVnSDOZkAIoQLmkjdwVR4ihiIoOKCmyhLWMECQtYFUrHDExTDaNrsJTZ8x1c_xLbu0KI9hCsyo6ZzZiQ1fBpcCMv-kZHfGpC5jLErGMcQDbY/s1600/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiHkqMYxz6mSUgSUuyZgsbbST-g6BHhIrwVnSDOZkAIoQLmkjdwVR4ihiIoOKCmyhLWMECQtYFUrHDExTDaNrsJTZ8x1c_xLbu0KI9hCsyo6ZzZiQ1fBpcCMv-kZHfGpC5jLErGMcQDbY/s320/2009+Averies+3rd+birthday+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492837365470963778" border="0" /></a> Grandpa jammin on his air guitarUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-3585034018836825852009-09-04T08:58:00.000-07:002009-09-04T09:05:40.284-07:00Bloggin Loser!Holy moly, it's been so long I almost couldn't remember my password! Here's my excuse... Our house has been taking all our time, thoughts, efforts- you name it, it has to do with the house. Every spare second we have we are doing something for or at the house. It's almost complete!!! Wa-hoo! Just a couple of weeks. Then it will take me another year to move in! Then, I am going to take 3 days straight and catch up on my bloggin. There I said it, so now I have to. There is much to report and lots of things I want to remember, so all of you hold me to it!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-62642092500969964102009-04-09T11:19:00.001-07:002009-04-09T11:23:30.332-07:00Happy Easter Every-bunny<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcZKr6MoS20KDpmrzoUQk2fKcT3S4bOzSy8RoOGNFaXcGxLfiu05sS8lfjxHBucMA-bXIUDlNSYvWQIoBM31fDNJceEZqI3PjxlpnridPysZTboJ3om3sk5aoM5_UhlSrbMYQH2AbX-Y/s1600-h/averie+bunny+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQcZKr6MoS20KDpmrzoUQk2fKcT3S4bOzSy8RoOGNFaXcGxLfiu05sS8lfjxHBucMA-bXIUDlNSYvWQIoBM31fDNJceEZqI3PjxlpnridPysZTboJ3om3sk5aoM5_UhlSrbMYQH2AbX-Y/s320/averie+bunny+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758599352346610" border="0" /></a>We are wishing (really hard) that you all have a very happy Easter!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf3VXJX8CbvtJo7nF-kzPADw9C0aofWoxzM4JONzgfsJEZme8QhVqSVWcJIwthhyF-Om6mB__7EIck42xwS6K3-OajTXDs2a-fSXbyyeTzowll4tPYnG7GrBKlpROzd90bA6iVDySjGlY/s1600-h/averie+bunny+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf3VXJX8CbvtJo7nF-kzPADw9C0aofWoxzM4JONzgfsJEZme8QhVqSVWcJIwthhyF-Om6mB__7EIck42xwS6K3-OajTXDs2a-fSXbyyeTzowll4tPYnG7GrBKlpROzd90bA6iVDySjGlY/s320/averie+bunny+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322758406635054994" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-87509211906410184462009-02-26T07:22:00.000-08:002009-02-26T07:28:48.895-08:00Yeah Me!!!Averie is officially potty trained! I decided to try on Monday and she just got it. Hmm, maybe I should have tried sooner, oh well. Now when ever she sits on the potty she says, "Get out Mom! I need pribacy." I guess now that she's a big girl she's a little more private about her privates. Or in her case, pribates.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-4305253932907732252009-02-06T10:54:00.000-08:002009-02-07T08:30:25.111-08:00Simple PleasuresAnother lesson learned from my favorite, tiny teachers.<br /><br />Pushing the overfull cart out the doors of Wal-Mart with a kid on each side holding on, they start chanting, "GO FAST OUTSIDE! GO FAST OUTSIDE!" This is a grocery store (or any store with shopping carts) ritual; we go fast outside. We've done this a million times, but today it hit me. As I'm running as fast as I dare with my 300lb. cart, the looks of excitement on their faces and their high-pitched screams and giggles taught me my lesson. To get to my excitement equivalency would for sure have to be a roller coaster, a BIG roller coaster. Why can't I just stop, get out of "survival mode" and enjoy life's simple pleasures? It made me stop and think of the little things that bring my girls ecstatic joy. For instance;<br />* a band-aid, ooh and especially if it's colorful- WOW! That's exciting!<br />*pushing the button to open the microwave. My excitement equivalency; pushing the button to launch the space shuttle.<br />*Picking out a worthless toy at the $1 store. My excitement equivalency; picking out my new (not off the clearance rack) shoes.<br />*a few chocolate chips. My, I'm going to call it E.E. (excitement equivalency) so I don't have to keep typing it, is the whole bag of the expensive chocolate.<br />*Playing in a big bowl of suds (desperate times call for desperate measures). My E.E.; I don't know, swimming with the dolphins maybe?<br />* a sleep over. My E.E.; my honeymoon. <br />* a 25 cent ice cream cone. My E.E; dinner, a movie, and then a BIG ice cream cone.<br />* glitter. My E.E.; diamonds.<br />A few more pleasures; riding in Daddy's truck, going out to get the mail (big fights over who's turn it is), A great big box, like the one the swing set came in. It got more use than the actual swing set. Sleeping in Mom and Dad's bed, going to Grandma and Grandpa's house, stickers, play-doh, ringing the doorbell, mopping the floor and washing the dishes (that won't last long). I could go on and on, and I have, but my point is (I think) that this isn't going to last forever. Pretty soon they'll be saying, "I don't care", "why do I have to mop", "It's not my turn to get the mail", "I'm not riding in the cart, that's for babies!" Most of the time I'm in the mood where, I don't want the play-doh out because it's messy, or I'll say that they don't need a band-aid unless they're bleeding. Seriously! What is a few cents on a stupid band-aid that will make their day? Or, I'm famous for saying, "no, let me do it, it's faster." Where's the fire? Why do I need the floor mopped at warp speed, when I KNOW that using the Swiffer Wet Jet would be the talk of the 2nd grade for a week! Sometimes I get frustrated because I feel like I have to do everything for everyone, but how long will it be before they don't need me at all? :(<br /><br />Lesson learned from my favorite, tiny teachers. Slow down, relax, and enjoy life's simple pleasures. And most importantly, enjoy every bit of every stage my children are in (minus poopy diapers).<br /><br />I'm so lucky and blessed to have these precious little girls. I learn from them everyday about the person I should be. Please pray for me that I won't fail them, they deserve the best. I hope they NEVER stop enjoying life and it's simple pleasures.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-87822657272556517262009-02-06T09:30:00.000-08:002009-02-06T10:22:39.755-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76OreikFYobjElJOahOUX4-N9BgOAYJhqrp-jX_6VFLVC4glv50_wQxlbWuDO3n8PKhd1Sd1lJ27Y-H7jSQrwv_TjxAG0RoeaOf55ggMjb3f75VF50f7wl1jsumijG91CiZhbqp1eShg/s1600-h/100_1149.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76OreikFYobjElJOahOUX4-N9BgOAYJhqrp-jX_6VFLVC4glv50_wQxlbWuDO3n8PKhd1Sd1lJ27Y-H7jSQrwv_TjxAG0RoeaOf55ggMjb3f75VF50f7wl1jsumijG91CiZhbqp1eShg/s320/100_1149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299738271788594098" border="0" /></a>Maycie and her handsome cousins, Reece and Konnor, all ready for the school program. They all three had a part in the program, which is sort of funny because only about two kids from every grade had parts. I asked Maycie why she thought that they gave her a part, she said, "I think they just wanted someone who isn't afraid of talking a lot." She's probably right. She IS a talker! BTW, it was around Christmas time, thus the Christmas tree. No it's not up still up in February. Double click the picture to see how cute they all are!!! They're so cute!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-85087965647784477052009-01-08T13:31:00.001-08:002009-01-08T13:36:28.837-08:00Temple Square<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxxFaNfxUlv8KTXAJOJxOTQPlVtnxgaGP5T5MvMHjPlZzPqW5Sk9Rr_-fr-tp34pYxzT2kv-1m0ZSAlZkREc0bovP2A19Lp7vm66dNyAfIDeI1Kg9cQx9dFAeAUfADGOscSI5vzJuNe8/s1600-h/2008templesquare+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVxxFaNfxUlv8KTXAJOJxOTQPlVtnxgaGP5T5MvMHjPlZzPqW5Sk9Rr_-fr-tp34pYxzT2kv-1m0ZSAlZkREc0bovP2A19Lp7vm66dNyAfIDeI1Kg9cQx9dFAeAUfADGOscSI5vzJuNe8/s320/2008templesquare+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039401017261074" border="0" /></a>We took the girls to Temple Square to see the lights and attempt to freeze to death. Good times!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikU9ck046aPXtFNbP_4FISXIGpJHEs-OfLH6a2lRGkflZ5GU29RlLPKTx99QJFyLcQ7O6qF5T_Hs8_YVVyJykxQ6ke134LTPvukAc-mduk6rfTnXmNkqo9auUrkWtv2gH7ltHWOUQfWXM/s1600-h/2008templesquare+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikU9ck046aPXtFNbP_4FISXIGpJHEs-OfLH6a2lRGkflZ5GU29RlLPKTx99QJFyLcQ7O6qF5T_Hs8_YVVyJykxQ6ke134LTPvukAc-mduk6rfTnXmNkqo9auUrkWtv2gH7ltHWOUQfWXM/s320/2008templesquare+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039278587282418" border="0" /></a>Me and my favorite little ladies.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLlWFGsZbqRT_ieIiRXFGX4gHKCV5jd4p8Tg2D-iVKQkkkizqjMBv4YZbf-IXVctPWhNof4Nhj-tgmVzS8vWYUNZ4wROk1ufUsHZcSaPx3ofpViW4V5lp-fiuQ7Nubezq_7F2lsquMJO4/s1600-h/2008templesquare+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLlWFGsZbqRT_ieIiRXFGX4gHKCV5jd4p8Tg2D-iVKQkkkizqjMBv4YZbf-IXVctPWhNof4Nhj-tgmVzS8vWYUNZ4wROk1ufUsHZcSaPx3ofpViW4V5lp-fiuQ7Nubezq_7F2lsquMJO4/s320/2008templesquare+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039154395387986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Dn38oINH_CxY-6I8lS4OBiDMOeg-EJDSHQ8Xjnrk6HdyCa-3GO12DSXY3EewFAujpMjdUkB16ZZll7ezyfIrppuE9nuWjPpCUEB3F1vCG08-hqb-vHT8m8KhjTjJp0JkKNAB4uCV8rU/s1600-h/2008templesquare+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Dn38oINH_CxY-6I8lS4OBiDMOeg-EJDSHQ8Xjnrk6HdyCa-3GO12DSXY3EewFAujpMjdUkB16ZZll7ezyfIrppuE9nuWjPpCUEB3F1vCG08-hqb-vHT8m8KhjTjJp0JkKNAB4uCV8rU/s320/2008templesquare+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289039010326895938" border="0" /></a>On the way to UT.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSfNKFa91aucN5O-oLFt62AZ6hosIDFXh-8_cyjbZ89xvLxA7YSlP5C-NxVQUrehiyQ_qSF4l27uqBBx_dMBRzWC0VrNZR2fz_dBMy5-sNEZ_IRGuyspp4VvWr3Xf7jnFIO96-8GsKrE/s1600-h/2008templesquare+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSfNKFa91aucN5O-oLFt62AZ6hosIDFXh-8_cyjbZ89xvLxA7YSlP5C-NxVQUrehiyQ_qSF4l27uqBBx_dMBRzWC0VrNZR2fz_dBMy5-sNEZ_IRGuyspp4VvWr3Xf7jnFIO96-8GsKrE/s320/2008templesquare+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289038886474291234" border="0" /></a>OOPS! Wrong picture. Oh well, it's nice enough:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-56777418318582223192009-01-08T13:09:00.000-08:002009-01-08T13:29:48.185-08:00Christmas Morning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqT0xUwQgOEr-NOMBzrH54GY4j8o9Mzl6FNEYgieq1EF_tly0-gceTL67WZQh0fA1PqhtxoIfg7uv4XwsyfCb-A5sJUfGRoP7EKj8JfDe45nBWFn8iHFdEeb_Y6Io_Cu9tqUphGAHtoOk/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+100.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqT0xUwQgOEr-NOMBzrH54GY4j8o9Mzl6FNEYgieq1EF_tly0-gceTL67WZQh0fA1PqhtxoIfg7uv4XwsyfCb-A5sJUfGRoP7EKj8JfDe45nBWFn8iHFdEeb_Y6Io_Cu9tqUphGAHtoOk/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036747371510498" border="0" /></a>Yep! We are officially the meanest parents on the planet. We locked our kids upstairs so they would remember to wake us up first. I look forward to seeing their faces on Christmas morning all year!!!! The anticipation was killing them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eWOhM5kqUQt5OF3eF2z0g0CvGrKfUrp5trTiVrNLKDO9fsisloHumy8JroVAIGSQjEM-p47spCG8sHBZ0nEfo7at4m7X_zY5SbZqLo_8i__XxfpTYzf8S0sqki97TYEulHZmwKw3acw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+106.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eWOhM5kqUQt5OF3eF2z0g0CvGrKfUrp5trTiVrNLKDO9fsisloHumy8JroVAIGSQjEM-p47spCG8sHBZ0nEfo7at4m7X_zY5SbZqLo_8i__XxfpTYzf8S0sqki97TYEulHZmwKw3acw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036618316089250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltG93X2T-FkIGo8A7Vf5VV10Y8t4Gqs0DOG-_GVJHSkaSP_da2u0agw_yo7eBTEk3z0KpJsB2vQQD9UR08nnC9yW6_pGAXkc0aFeECa5atFHYBxpmr6_11bkEdPJcBVMGilBp__-M5mA/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+107.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltG93X2T-FkIGo8A7Vf5VV10Y8t4Gqs0DOG-_GVJHSkaSP_da2u0agw_yo7eBTEk3z0KpJsB2vQQD9UR08nnC9yW6_pGAXkc0aFeECa5atFHYBxpmr6_11bkEdPJcBVMGilBp__-M5mA/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036479740760626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifwm3LsH27zLbFWuVJXtocJsHmAUl2zEFVehuZiW2wSxWrc5LfQqejwnOfGLDr0ortK9f2APpvorhz2nFMeYTio2ACenXV5AQ-h985RckWMTXTOSmCCzKah4jmvZkPkBWw5_wvFlf-6KI/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+111.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifwm3LsH27zLbFWuVJXtocJsHmAUl2zEFVehuZiW2wSxWrc5LfQqejwnOfGLDr0ortK9f2APpvorhz2nFMeYTio2ACenXV5AQ-h985RckWMTXTOSmCCzKah4jmvZkPkBWw5_wvFlf-6KI/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036334589172338" border="0" /></a>Ave's started going "oo oo ah ah, oo oo ah ah" and jumped around the whole house. (For you that don't have small children, this is Boots the Monkey) OO OO AH AH!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5q9zPlfF1Ztpmcdn12i78U2Gqyr-BsHE9xp_H2C-VeMvPTFFgz6B8zQ49LkE8Me9DHtUOPI3sNMIh6_m3Mmnjg6K097bcDBALIUdlJ5h227jGTYGF1tSvWpp6t96rHFNF0cyl0uOhwE/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+120.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5q9zPlfF1Ztpmcdn12i78U2Gqyr-BsHE9xp_H2C-VeMvPTFFgz6B8zQ49LkE8Me9DHtUOPI3sNMIh6_m3Mmnjg6K097bcDBALIUdlJ5h227jGTYGF1tSvWpp6t96rHFNF0cyl0uOhwE/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036169217226242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqRhqPFRC4cgYXcwIxgaI7SLsi2DGRUrjMaQJrVgnxRMOcBdFkOU-YEVENhkjVN_ZWh8JXCfKZ5m9Ra4hieMRVw-wOtieSb5N918zlMl9HpFqe1W8CSUFHw2psXs6IwOBbBo1e5MV5p8/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+123.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqRhqPFRC4cgYXcwIxgaI7SLsi2DGRUrjMaQJrVgnxRMOcBdFkOU-YEVENhkjVN_ZWh8JXCfKZ5m9Ra4hieMRVw-wOtieSb5N918zlMl9HpFqe1W8CSUFHw2psXs6IwOBbBo1e5MV5p8/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033636201720850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllQhHBcDNQMiUqlJHeIDGI6D7maHAcWzPie2QURY6gcq-7fBXcFNFFEDj3zc1ZnPG93UlZAhFCMm_lSUPyiuL3Ieeuyidn5mRXfhSSnx6GokQF3XKwXM3YRoIQBxqVamX_hOokHuQ-Js/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+161.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllQhHBcDNQMiUqlJHeIDGI6D7maHAcWzPie2QURY6gcq-7fBXcFNFFEDj3zc1ZnPG93UlZAhFCMm_lSUPyiuL3Ieeuyidn5mRXfhSSnx6GokQF3XKwXM3YRoIQBxqVamX_hOokHuQ-Js/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033510398904962" border="0" /></a>The new Pink Vacuum! Santa thought that since the girls like to vacuum so much, maybe they should have one of their own more their size. I think that was a very good idea Santa had:)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzgw28zXP9y5j6f4QjIJAoV4RGaUhWz2hV3ktWNi5NiMP8SzaUx4w2g_Nv5OOH4XsjkB8PeuQwmNvMbZVGkb5K3awadSXpxoFwOMSfCYCNK1NkxA6oXJ53uO2PkMFs0xhAmn8lrj23TE/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+160.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyzgw28zXP9y5j6f4QjIJAoV4RGaUhWz2hV3ktWNi5NiMP8SzaUx4w2g_Nv5OOH4XsjkB8PeuQwmNvMbZVGkb5K3awadSXpxoFwOMSfCYCNK1NkxA6oXJ53uO2PkMFs0xhAmn8lrj23TE/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033368394174578" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-37952929868897883612009-01-08T13:02:00.000-08:002009-01-08T13:08:55.673-08:00House Progress<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMTF4bAW2IRB_k3cXEvG4kSDeuZ4lD3S2kNI-mb3fdFj6cE7KEMWvhHZm02dZBu8cBjt49PFad1JYqeYvrvZBpHnywknDsxRGfkImgYAQY2oV_ev8fB6HaCykNuzfduHTjjeBrIaMDk9Q/s1600-h/house+av,jess+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMTF4bAW2IRB_k3cXEvG4kSDeuZ4lD3S2kNI-mb3fdFj6cE7KEMWvhHZm02dZBu8cBjt49PFad1JYqeYvrvZBpHnywknDsxRGfkImgYAQY2oV_ev8fB6HaCykNuzfduHTjjeBrIaMDk9Q/s320/house+av,jess+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289032872022048018" border="0" /></a><br />Just thought I should throw in an update on our house. It's so cute! I'm getting really excited.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-29787042073710128242009-01-07T17:45:00.000-08:002009-01-07T17:56:45.454-08:00Santa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4HRSi09DOMvKvrBIp-emDVMIoBbggY-eK3DeqZ0eXEtR2vhyphenhyphenFS6AD1cm5VP1jYpJyFSULaOzuCdHYfMA_qcsK7ankfzIxpttqx7_bDH31N_ONDQkhTtmcOmsG7IqhsCqeQIbrMpT7sI/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4HRSi09DOMvKvrBIp-emDVMIoBbggY-eK3DeqZ0eXEtR2vhyphenhyphenFS6AD1cm5VP1jYpJyFSULaOzuCdHYfMA_qcsK7ankfzIxpttqx7_bDH31N_ONDQkhTtmcOmsG7IqhsCqeQIbrMpT7sI/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288734061876971586" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>When Santa asked Averie what she wanted him to bring her, she lifted up her hands and said "a pwesent." I said how about Boots the Monkey? Then she rattled off; I want Boots, Dowa, Diego, Backpack, Jaguar, and Baby Dino.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv1rPYFaz-CY3-9KTpsVPXLIkwEV5znc_1T-9UL_KhwcdxFs6dj_almwTVDggsBuY-T9meNi1SusmdpBSdXQEzVvxX46TT83LUCDKxVZ_Sl2hwD0v69fxKF4QNt623eSFWVBSioVmUItU/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv1rPYFaz-CY3-9KTpsVPXLIkwEV5znc_1T-9UL_KhwcdxFs6dj_almwTVDggsBuY-T9meNi1SusmdpBSdXQEzVvxX46TT83LUCDKxVZ_Sl2hwD0v69fxKF4QNt623eSFWVBSioVmUItU/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733927982827410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBbCX8Bp9HeUaSuPVHGUi2ZqAR7IqyX5_SlP5qXYNOI6bvR5I9FA7SZzXGRhvxwen_Njr8FaTFk-cKmFDPUHNZyGbvHC8IOyWlyMocW1iCJWh35OWnRDk9p-1jSeKMTj7md6Pss0bSE8/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBbCX8Bp9HeUaSuPVHGUi2ZqAR7IqyX5_SlP5qXYNOI6bvR5I9FA7SZzXGRhvxwen_Njr8FaTFk-cKmFDPUHNZyGbvHC8IOyWlyMocW1iCJWh35OWnRDk9p-1jSeKMTj7md6Pss0bSE8/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733794196030050" border="0" /></a>Ellie's request was simple and sweet...Pixo's. That's all, nothing else.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2bQGXIfKw8w2Nh46XG7U-hpG09zOGPPm2XCcmjERIBojV9wggDN_2KG6oldxgGexYXpOwaypwuT5zWQ8MPeAP_lyL-p8WqNhgVJEpBlcqevzir2kJpISxhDg-RhhV8H-Yt26ThO0Q9dc/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2bQGXIfKw8w2Nh46XG7U-hpG09zOGPPm2XCcmjERIBojV9wggDN_2KG6oldxgGexYXpOwaypwuT5zWQ8MPeAP_lyL-p8WqNhgVJEpBlcqevzir2kJpISxhDg-RhhV8H-Yt26ThO0Q9dc/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733692569906418" border="0" /></a>Maycie is getting older. She wanted an MP3 player that plays videos, and a Password Journal.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXiRemZm9za3UHXxk3tKbtDtcqFGmi1iIrIuZWqZ9V2ca8hyNRCpyalvljKmXxzzHw8QRS0voFTYSqSVEYW3hBsH9lZWAXjaMSZusUuqSPxGZopgmDo13oTGMkQrewABFHYHRyYvUecQ/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSXiRemZm9za3UHXxk3tKbtDtcqFGmi1iIrIuZWqZ9V2ca8hyNRCpyalvljKmXxzzHw8QRS0voFTYSqSVEYW3hBsH9lZWAXjaMSZusUuqSPxGZopgmDo13oTGMkQrewABFHYHRyYvUecQ/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288733572144646306" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-73786008350475923742009-01-07T17:40:00.000-08:002009-01-08T07:00:35.972-08:00Christmas at Grammy's House<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF14lGIzJ5GwYTY7IbE9IWl_XsB0gpARahATBHAr_qyJPP7cWE0Cc-Eab9Pvzdec32izaWkCcxc_nhEFTImNPnbdL1FrDWirhrnGytqdjmWE0xWDUX6xnwNPxepkYuo6ZLCjoHZUruBI/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF14lGIzJ5GwYTY7IbE9IWl_XsB0gpARahATBHAr_qyJPP7cWE0Cc-Eab9Pvzdec32izaWkCcxc_nhEFTImNPnbdL1FrDWirhrnGytqdjmWE0xWDUX6xnwNPxepkYuo6ZLCjoHZUruBI/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732978487961266" border="0" /></a>Grandma and Grandpa Jones<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiau8LJscahl95K1r3MjinHq6lFJ0nN7JWDHglbqN2GpK6jK7Qn_CE8S4gtlo2KmgWOimJ3tqhkwoMq_1DfOCOw_B5ZspBv550-deFH1Z-6o8f37oVqJC_7psra2mhj4W_g3ect0Dr-JEw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+147.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiau8LJscahl95K1r3MjinHq6lFJ0nN7JWDHglbqN2GpK6jK7Qn_CE8S4gtlo2KmgWOimJ3tqhkwoMq_1DfOCOw_B5ZspBv550-deFH1Z-6o8f37oVqJC_7psra2mhj4W_g3ect0Dr-JEw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732711496382258" border="0" /></a><br />Maycie and Ashley checking out Ellie's new Hannah Montana doll. (BTW, I'm so happy that with this Christmas alone my family has collaboratively paid for Miley Cyrus's tuition to the college of her choice.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpJgBdficikn6FsJZg3XRoXS0lk5WXzWVZvVFbJoIg1hyIYOspSSbYDDE_hhav765ZzLywaSNQw6Q_vDxxvg71flFRWxp_DiB3E9-ESQeKHLMg4avN68OjJzVWCsKEQfY4HRAcG_PlM8/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFpJgBdficikn6FsJZg3XRoXS0lk5WXzWVZvVFbJoIg1hyIYOspSSbYDDE_hhav765ZzLywaSNQw6Q_vDxxvg71flFRWxp_DiB3E9-ESQeKHLMg4avN68OjJzVWCsKEQfY4HRAcG_PlM8/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732586344768290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Zv3-2jT3paM3uFgRXyEg1Z1ReyaRSuEfowkF3xD_H0_q5ReT5dDmmgqNhKTcpVBJnmE-Rxk__zW8o2r78fCyag_WrHYY8GPzhTySSLTx_ent53ZOhonyS8TAq1LiRCtvNBmZ0hVB0tI/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+136.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Zv3-2jT3paM3uFgRXyEg1Z1ReyaRSuEfowkF3xD_H0_q5ReT5dDmmgqNhKTcpVBJnmE-Rxk__zW8o2r78fCyag_WrHYY8GPzhTySSLTx_ent53ZOhonyS8TAq1LiRCtvNBmZ0hVB0tI/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732426992528770" border="0" /></a><br />The older kids waiting for the young'ins to finish opening their presents.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNe9s_Q5ycpz8Ae4oSRhCauDxk-Pp_7KIOWPHKdDlLCq1gf8xzsrsfwrxSxnIqbBgOcUkOzDB-HUBF4_PlrExPodaZJo0AeyBimFbdq3bsBvo9JO3xUv6uBYverUHc4yJpW2v0lw7jEaM/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+132.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNe9s_Q5ycpz8Ae4oSRhCauDxk-Pp_7KIOWPHKdDlLCq1gf8xzsrsfwrxSxnIqbBgOcUkOzDB-HUBF4_PlrExPodaZJo0AeyBimFbdq3bsBvo9JO3xUv6uBYverUHc4yJpW2v0lw7jEaM/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732296101258818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdr1slJ2Z-i7XjSO2fM850AJDgaVJQOUjTciNYvdzQY4VycpeGDSAqsPWDdr9ufAcLHd011qGJhtMfWz7gDMOdLtBDrZNDrLsrlUk1Rf669_FzlPkJGUqHU4js9SXTq5tYALgdH6-laU/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+128.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdr1slJ2Z-i7XjSO2fM850AJDgaVJQOUjTciNYvdzQY4VycpeGDSAqsPWDdr9ufAcLHd011qGJhtMfWz7gDMOdLtBDrZNDrLsrlUk1Rf669_FzlPkJGUqHU4js9SXTq5tYALgdH6-laU/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732122415227026" border="0" /></a><br />I am going to do my best at telling this right. When my Mom and Dad were young parents, in college, and dirt poor my Dad had to sell his beloved (something something) Savage or something or other gun. He seemed to be bringing it up to my bro. Brad a lot how he wished so badly that he would have found another way and not had to sell his gun. So, being the amazing dude that Brad is, he searched and searched for months to find the exact gun. Amazingly enough he found it in UT at the same time Paul and I were visiting there and we were able to pick it up. These pictures don't do the moment justice when Dad opened his gun and said, "OH MY HECK! It's my (something something) Savage something." I think he even teared up a bit and all night he kept saying how special the gift was, and that he just couldn't believe he found it. It was awesome.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNj6CkDiXgJzvRR8wr4W91GKsYzX48jkmmc9-_ArKR07FnRFbfb02dMhMmtNSFIw8eRhZAcnZxFqT-HE0SGn9I0OMJBelk8D3929fdZsFwDORGASLPJoDJlD-jNt4YzAbAW-R_1WEvh8/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+127.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNj6CkDiXgJzvRR8wr4W91GKsYzX48jkmmc9-_ArKR07FnRFbfb02dMhMmtNSFIw8eRhZAcnZxFqT-HE0SGn9I0OMJBelk8D3929fdZsFwDORGASLPJoDJlD-jNt4YzAbAW-R_1WEvh8/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288731924970955602" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-31108763835488620022009-01-07T17:10:00.000-08:002009-01-07T18:18:54.571-08:00Our (extremely) White Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1A60VZSQO2iPTZvTTPG7y-Kaj9e-V6F1WsLeD2SiZY5B4KjgqBUx_q_WkXeUpgJgE3WFvAu3D18Py5agsuEwro7pGfwKvKJdvKlIYXth03V5Dve4nA3rGN46LjNh1cRB7rVpT8zLQrdQ/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1A60VZSQO2iPTZvTTPG7y-Kaj9e-V6F1WsLeD2SiZY5B4KjgqBUx_q_WkXeUpgJgE3WFvAu3D18Py5agsuEwro7pGfwKvKJdvKlIYXth03V5Dve4nA3rGN46LjNh1cRB7rVpT8zLQrdQ/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288726351202232850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAhVfsVMPxluFY1DvRFAk_zPn4VagyjHlgXDcX81btpgH_GrnsbQKF-eEHeaX-dt4YdyNsHfvTxKKvuatxe-uaULKCazDZbvIEf1BFCgiycgaAJJl6qzErqKvqO_zMqPOvgWXXA596Dw/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAAhVfsVMPxluFY1DvRFAk_zPn4VagyjHlgXDcX81btpgH_GrnsbQKF-eEHeaX-dt4YdyNsHfvTxKKvuatxe-uaULKCazDZbvIEf1BFCgiycgaAJJl6qzErqKvqO_zMqPOvgWXXA596Dw/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725890497846642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdGIQUDNF2ikEaaVM62p6eKQSxrcTHro93VRy-95lI8uLj6jjZjpnZcipZyvmdwA62-MGwsoBhIek0HH2pQZg4uOtAzBYEY1fNljdX1RUNTeJ7SK5YD_8U0rti4GUMjPCdSVAqV1ZbHJU/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdGIQUDNF2ikEaaVM62p6eKQSxrcTHro93VRy-95lI8uLj6jjZjpnZcipZyvmdwA62-MGwsoBhIek0HH2pQZg4uOtAzBYEY1fNljdX1RUNTeJ7SK5YD_8U0rti4GUMjPCdSVAqV1ZbHJU/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725694304520978" border="0" /></a><br />Runnin and Jumpin.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS6hjhBpgsGLwTvUx4nDJAqVVL9y43SV30Axm6cpRSWhbcmclf-OOuauIGHaghxOiBklb9NIX8Q1rK7UXyHTTD7zBz-tySh3446kpyKVb2eRDGm3kZw4e5g7fHjyW89w-0hjd1Ilren04/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS6hjhBpgsGLwTvUx4nDJAqVVL9y43SV30Axm6cpRSWhbcmclf-OOuauIGHaghxOiBklb9NIX8Q1rK7UXyHTTD7zBz-tySh3446kpyKVb2eRDGm3kZw4e5g7fHjyW89w-0hjd1Ilren04/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725259147576786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XIYkuNQiGkQY4vafcEyMBUV7VXFsl1b_F63Qg0pSj5bmt7aPgJRPfBeMsEdzQqICLCnpBs1OOrsCfB6rxQavPx1lkdHA4GVSlAjIp6KdetgWztgVCbEZJXV-b8dtf8Lyl7Ic1a6gbtM/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XIYkuNQiGkQY4vafcEyMBUV7VXFsl1b_F63Qg0pSj5bmt7aPgJRPfBeMsEdzQqICLCnpBs1OOrsCfB6rxQavPx1lkdHA4GVSlAjIp6KdetgWztgVCbEZJXV-b8dtf8Lyl7Ic1a6gbtM/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288725127947688178" border="0" /></a><br />This was actually hilarious. I just have to write it so I don't forget. Averie packed a snowball and attempted to throw it at Maycie while they were sitting there. I still can't figure out how she did it, but she threw it perfectly in her own face:) I laughed a minute before I went to help her, I'm such a jerk mom.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxE6KhyphenhyphenJrG48jDIKIJ91N9Pcvc1bbkK94t6pG0hJHwxDIVzT9pWVfeVwV_YOtBNf1dcBYxiXvErksz9bOMRMWVu1-zOoxwuO8grrdPLszZEJ04-D8ENw0u6EVPxcWZmSmT8l-ZsN0lXE/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+069.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxE6KhyphenhyphenJrG48jDIKIJ91N9Pcvc1bbkK94t6pG0hJHwxDIVzT9pWVfeVwV_YOtBNf1dcBYxiXvErksz9bOMRMWVu1-zOoxwuO8grrdPLszZEJ04-D8ENw0u6EVPxcWZmSmT8l-ZsN0lXE/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724583287193234" border="0" /></a>Trying to truck through the deep, deep snow.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmAPHGCeWMpBB8Uhg2zHrZ4bMIsoL-WSntMdJXuzZokX3Uyavg02UK_9k7NK9z1FjTU07zwYDt1X4S1lvLlAjlmpJjFxb6hDkZBiPF3wGcoJybZjn-aR03LLdWGAnQwP5qxp-xkEMQjkY/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmAPHGCeWMpBB8Uhg2zHrZ4bMIsoL-WSntMdJXuzZokX3Uyavg02UK_9k7NK9z1FjTU07zwYDt1X4S1lvLlAjlmpJjFxb6hDkZBiPF3wGcoJybZjn-aR03LLdWGAnQwP5qxp-xkEMQjkY/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724463112882482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVWzOUASNkxWWpjqzREjSiWPYlUXRXvkRKIWfVtPUG_HAUGiSWM3A7xkSli97MzFWaGESJwvJz2KvB2slcrWgrnC40vWZVnRkvgaLl7YOUWne5XXQII_Ggkm7mmdo81SZUDwk15UZ4dWI/s1600-h/2008christmas,snow,play+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVWzOUASNkxWWpjqzREjSiWPYlUXRXvkRKIWfVtPUG_HAUGiSWM3A7xkSli97MzFWaGESJwvJz2KvB2slcrWgrnC40vWZVnRkvgaLl7YOUWne5XXQII_Ggkm7mmdo81SZUDwk15UZ4dWI/s320/2008christmas,snow,play+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288724267518705634" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-88384857736606293442008-12-05T10:22:00.000-08:002008-12-05T10:40:04.639-08:00Our 11th AnniversaryWow! Eleven years ago today, my feet were killing me, my hair was plastered with hairspray (probably bullet proof), I was freezing my butt off, but... I got to be sealed to the man I love forever! Paul still teases me because I was so nervous that day and when I said "yes" I had a frog in my throat. I sounded just like the albino in "the pit of despair" (The Princess Bride) when I spoke. I guess it didn't matter though, it worked! And here we are 11 years later, and he is still the one I want to be with (good thing). I'd rather hang out with Paul than with anyone else. There could NEVER be a more perfect fit for me. No one else would have the patience. I'm not going to lie...I am emotionally HIGH MAINTENANCE! If I could graph my emotions it would probably look something like the "Wicked" roller coaster. Paul is so patient and understanding. Now I'm not going to go on, and on, and on about how he's the bomb, and how awesome he is at EVERYTHING, and how talented he is on so many different levels, or how smart he is and is such a hard worker, and what an excellent father he is to my little girls, no, no, no, I won't do that! I'm just going to say how happy I am to be married to such a wonderful person who makes me want to be a better person. And, if I had it all to do over again, I would definitely say<br />"YhhES" all over again.<br /><br />Nat + Paul = Love 4 everUnknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-67379966729613698212008-12-01T14:35:00.000-08:002008-12-01T14:47:54.623-08:00a few things I don't want to forget...Daddy: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Averie</span>, I love you.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Averie</span>: Daddy, I love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">gowd</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">fishies</span>.<br /><br />Daddy: Do you love your daddy?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Averie</span>: Yep, I do.<br /><br />Daddy: How much?<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Averie</span>: Um, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">yike</span> a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">basebaw</span> game.<br /><br />Don't know how much that is exactly, but it must mean a lot. It made me laugh.<br /><br /><br />How do you know you live in the sticks?<br /><br />When on your way to church your 7 year old daughter bursts out laughing and pointing. "That is the funniest thing I've ever seen! That cow was trying to give that other cow a piggy back ride!"<br />Good times:)<br /><br />Ellie is trying out some new "cool" words and gestures lately. She'll say, "OH SNAP!" I can't find my shoes, or whatever else seems to be a big deal to her. And now when she gets done with a sentence she'll point to her eyes and then to mine (like Doug Focker on Meet the Parents). I'm not sure if she's trying to be funny or if she is really going to be watching me at all times. She's pretty serious about it though. I just shake my head yes, like I understand completely.<br />AHH, things to remember:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-74074763415468318242008-11-21T14:26:00.000-08:002008-12-01T07:53:32.767-08:00Totally Retro Day for May<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUArnWDdKL4RHW2lnV3xL7jZVZ9WfdJ8lUJG-vZn5LZFlVYTYDKt72OcVyr9z5MPHqjnQkco9EcA29zo-vnSCXA84WpcVqkDgPn2ux4sJI3fuDl50jvRMVzs3DmZ37NaTSHCgsY11KKmg/s1600-h/retro+maycie+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUArnWDdKL4RHW2lnV3xL7jZVZ9WfdJ8lUJG-vZn5LZFlVYTYDKt72OcVyr9z5MPHqjnQkco9EcA29zo-vnSCXA84WpcVqkDgPn2ux4sJI3fuDl50jvRMVzs3DmZ37NaTSHCgsY11KKmg/s320/retro+maycie+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271243488094430706" border="0" /></a>I have to admit that I had a little too much fun getting her ready today. I almost ratted my bangs!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bN-jhOxjBHN9NbgQznaRjGiE8ZJTUCVjQU6PVS9G6wk_ETZ39Otz65B7lhn74ZSNyWxSHwX6mHRmLdDf_cDMLNUHk3y3XXG1SDyGgKiEIPZqBFG3gXRUt7Lx_kV3CQ-btK35np8jvIw/s1600-h/retro+maycie+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bN-jhOxjBHN9NbgQznaRjGiE8ZJTUCVjQU6PVS9G6wk_ETZ39Otz65B7lhn74ZSNyWxSHwX6mHRmLdDf_cDMLNUHk3y3XXG1SDyGgKiEIPZqBFG3gXRUt7Lx_kV3CQ-btK35np8jvIw/s320/retro+maycie+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271241426039127554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEwDFv_5XIANXeeFlY32cvz9y6UbTGKOUFCVw_ZED6qBUnS04hxHMcwIvygjbiRwUnVy0-bpV82KjfPnbXuPoAWml5Qqhv-Csa4__c4DTQkBC0gNpIwYuzFQRDuc_56o27lihsUj1dmnI/s1600-h/retro+maycie+010.jpg"><br /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-23745285255052922652008-11-16T16:44:00.001-08:002008-11-16T20:38:42.925-08:00My Man has SKILLZ!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_3ILwi2uITwhTetBPubbg5p5IFuzPevXawog6RW9lYBz3pLEHgJp1ZI9bnGfKV0RREpBTGhF2ACyPgvPpbSG-061ZwLuZl6tBQOWmFF7PiCQMFEkkS3jvco0myKlB-rVoFPhnrs0-1Dc/s1600-h/dadpumpkin.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_3ILwi2uITwhTetBPubbg5p5IFuzPevXawog6RW9lYBz3pLEHgJp1ZI9bnGfKV0RREpBTGhF2ACyPgvPpbSG-061ZwLuZl6tBQOWmFF7PiCQMFEkkS3jvco0myKlB-rVoFPhnrs0-1Dc/s320/dadpumpkin.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269422005789026962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7jskWjGcCSCwg4Adq9LrN4fwLo7g7G_xELR7pmBM3rrmKAq6-MOTog7f7o9KSkjS9dKjS3fS1KYW154tOn1pqYb-QNHgMsCWVvp0cxJvTh1MhFOBSHBuIc_eWTaRR8wF4hNJK2Yn94/s1600-h/dadpic.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL_7jskWjGcCSCwg4Adq9LrN4fwLo7g7G_xELR7pmBM3rrmKAq6-MOTog7f7o9KSkjS9dKjS3fS1KYW154tOn1pqYb-QNHgMsCWVvp0cxJvTh1MhFOBSHBuIc_eWTaRR8wF4hNJK2Yn94/s320/dadpic.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269421379689723090" border="0" /></a>Paul carved this pumpkin for the McBride family pumpkin carving contest. Oh, this is Paul's dad for those of you who don't know him. Paul won the contest, but it was a close one! Those McBride's are some talented people!...Nope! I don't fit in.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-51307949619650833462008-11-16T16:07:00.000-08:002008-11-16T20:43:48.483-08:00Halloween Fun<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXiELGiRNlZvi5WyJ9cnFvrnC0r1qzd6jhkA5z320FRD4NPmj8gDgVy6qlsq7nz3zyVUHbMOP1-AwKhrgVavBZfoOjye9Q0VgGhoJcCCRDpU-tkyUhDGELAtIhwfpkLGagvJxZs6H8Mc/s1600-h/house,halloween+110.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXiELGiRNlZvi5WyJ9cnFvrnC0r1qzd6jhkA5z320FRD4NPmj8gDgVy6qlsq7nz3zyVUHbMOP1-AwKhrgVavBZfoOjye9Q0VgGhoJcCCRDpU-tkyUhDGELAtIhwfpkLGagvJxZs6H8Mc/s320/house,halloween+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269415044003895794" border="0" /></a><br />Halloween was so fun this year. It started off with the McBride Monster Bash at Chris and Jewelia's house. They throw an awesome party! Paul and I went to a costume party that a friend of mine had. It was adults only, and we laughed a lot that night. And then on Halloween night, we went Trunker Treating, and Trick-or-Treating in the neighborhood. Averie was so funny. Any time we would walk past others she would yell to them, <span style="font-weight: bold;">"Hi duys! Happy Hadoween! I'm weawing my pwitty dwess! I dot my twick o tweat bag!" </span> EVERY TIME! I was laughing all night. When someone would ask her, "what do you say?" expecting trick-or-treat to be the answer, she would instead say, "I'm weawing my pwitty dwess!" She's pretty entertaining.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VgJPAcHDPjFaZ3khHKD58vSRO5OPX-YtnPRPIiJXJ89DGvoIeNAl1QzMJeKAlC5HrcLAbGm4NFzk0uj3DjAQ4Qp68ToLTzEz7DS0cQPrcZ8zUzhHYRnAbpbDmoyJb4aofVmpy5_1BVE/s1600-h/house,halloween+131.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-VgJPAcHDPjFaZ3khHKD58vSRO5OPX-YtnPRPIiJXJ89DGvoIeNAl1QzMJeKAlC5HrcLAbGm4NFzk0uj3DjAQ4Qp68ToLTzEz7DS0cQPrcZ8zUzhHYRnAbpbDmoyJb4aofVmpy5_1BVE/s320/house,halloween+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269414880446032386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2Q4J9cmdZknq6nG83JuiXXG4EH5T3vClnSnqZejNXrEiirgEk7Q2wzz9wV-XuwNWHyMIfqNR6Ir7Fb36FgWalJzITTca52ceWl-jgrXzPYUtxUu2mBuIz9sqwzTDp5eARcEzbDv2sFM/s1600-h/house,halloween+094.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYpt2I5kqOb5PKynRsB8i0PkGVHgvzBgw439XmD4Sj7uYBgJ0YdJBzhQAVUmUw7rYTcN8UN2qLh5v7hpT3C6tkv3ZxrKJM58C4X1Jg1gih7o_mkl_8nN-O9yWtA2MalsUeOE_Fl7t0UAg/s320/house,halloween+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269411773169284834" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-19905971106453351742008-11-16T15:50:00.000-08:002008-11-16T16:17:48.170-08:00Some Random Fun<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLtrMYcl7USpxJ1acNfRPVeZ9Ic4jZd-NW9lipcL4NgcVsP7bQXEBAtMJHSyeEvTMWAEUBPKZsU01PXBXNVRhW03ArkBGXsCTG_iwQz_yC_vnKGLpc-Cvg3U1phT24JFGoJu9vLuv2KAU/s1600-h/house,halloween+156.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLtrMYcl7USpxJ1acNfRPVeZ9Ic4jZd-NW9lipcL4NgcVsP7bQXEBAtMJHSyeEvTMWAEUBPKZsU01PXBXNVRhW03ArkBGXsCTG_iwQz_yC_vnKGLpc-Cvg3U1phT24JFGoJu9vLuv2KAU/s320/house,halloween+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269408903695907074" border="0" /></a>The kids beg Paul every night to do "sack-a-potatoes" to put them in bed. He gives in more often than not.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XFaB1mHBvYz7AYKxI6Ovy5xFnOpVZh5EYtJ2zIDmxLU3qPW5N0vFvH8Nc6uLBfGNcgeHJ4QxdguMn60RYoKGLfBjh49uYnK3QU9hs89PScpal6t5hVC3xyYPoMpapxsBIPNIWaXVyTc/s1600-h/house,halloween+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XFaB1mHBvYz7AYKxI6Ovy5xFnOpVZh5EYtJ2zIDmxLU3qPW5N0vFvH8Nc6uLBfGNcgeHJ4QxdguMn60RYoKGLfBjh49uYnK3QU9hs89PScpal6t5hVC3xyYPoMpapxsBIPNIWaXVyTc/s320/house,halloween+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407731978805330" border="0" /></a>This is how we find May most of the time now. She loves the A-Z mystery books. For a while she was busting through one a day and taking her AR test on it the next day. That lasted about 2 weeks, and now she just reads them at a normal pace. She's a great reader!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib8M2b0bQd-v8Gopt2BEv8RkYIU2KBheuWHGHTLIZgasg6IKH_3wAFGd6Rn48UvLnDJneGw6icvS2UFIRNuq2I5lMzQIWRLTCojIWocQPTylPR-PekBIwMbwHBrlbkW_lbUooupp3zsOs/s1600-h/house,halloween+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib8M2b0bQd-v8Gopt2BEv8RkYIU2KBheuWHGHTLIZgasg6IKH_3wAFGd6Rn48UvLnDJneGw6icvS2UFIRNuq2I5lMzQIWRLTCojIWocQPTylPR-PekBIwMbwHBrlbkW_lbUooupp3zsOs/s320/house,halloween+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407530310721298" border="0" /></a>This is my funny, funny girl. I sure get a kick out of this kid. She makes me laugh everyday!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyX3PGln3_9qbavGgFFLiV1lJ6cKEYctBwHmep0ZvOqGiv5wE-OziN5mQ7UYDdBy5NwnfBaefBsqLowzGSxqQbL7OFmUuFcUmYQYrKjiJdsjF-lA0XRXW_XTDqdvhzTuab-pin1MkzZ-s/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+104.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyX3PGln3_9qbavGgFFLiV1lJ6cKEYctBwHmep0ZvOqGiv5wE-OziN5mQ7UYDdBy5NwnfBaefBsqLowzGSxqQbL7OFmUuFcUmYQYrKjiJdsjF-lA0XRXW_XTDqdvhzTuab-pin1MkzZ-s/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269407283880665922" border="0" /></a>I forgot to post a picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Averies</span> Dora cake. In case you're wondering, she had to go over Muddy Mountain, down the River, and through the Gooey <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Geyser</span> to get to her Birthday Party.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-29816081942525430342008-10-18T15:01:00.000-07:002008-10-18T15:05:42.042-07:00It seems like a moment ago...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_WyKdW0LW_UYDCXhxzbFHsFhhAYcZfKcZ66Uosh-uPbn87oP3J4ZIIZXlUITbN_sfg438SMPH8QtEbIC3VUtJsCcLMxMgqQ3Oq-SRsPoill2ZgxXshQu3ibqqDzBHjTyYi2mMaWaHik/s1600-h/Averie+3+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD_WyKdW0LW_UYDCXhxzbFHsFhhAYcZfKcZ66Uosh-uPbn87oP3J4ZIIZXlUITbN_sfg438SMPH8QtEbIC3VUtJsCcLMxMgqQ3Oq-SRsPoill2ZgxXshQu3ibqqDzBHjTyYi2mMaWaHik/s320/Averie+3+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258617797198997922" border="0" /></a><br />Averie at 2 weeks oldUnknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-8709769154783192302008-10-18T14:39:00.000-07:002008-10-18T15:09:02.962-07:00Although it seems impossible, she's 2!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglagGNctGPhLpBa3ZqAsympqmekl33FSa-fOA3fx73kKDs94-IiiNJu_WI7yYcL3XzCI2SYpNt2a9cwYZgcOoRBcyqDd-eq5mIqfgph1l6SwGCsnbNQa0BpQ8c4fG-4fij80eGTa6gkRA/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglagGNctGPhLpBa3ZqAsympqmekl33FSa-fOA3fx73kKDs94-IiiNJu_WI7yYcL3XzCI2SYpNt2a9cwYZgcOoRBcyqDd-eq5mIqfgph1l6SwGCsnbNQa0BpQ8c4fG-4fij80eGTa6gkRA/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258614028650202530" border="0" /></a>We went to the circus for Averie's Birthday! She thought it was pretty cool for at least 15 minutes or so, then she just wanted to run around in the halls. The next day we had cake and ice cream at her Grandma and Grandpa McBride's house. She had her favorite... a Dora cake made by her daddy. The girl has an OCD with Dora. Everyday I hear first thing in the morning and the last thing before bed "Nat I watch Dowa dee espoda (Dora the Explorer), pees Nat." I can't get her to call me mommy yet. She's so much fun and we love this child more than I could have ever imagined. I don't know how I ever lived without her in my life. She's my girl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQLa3X909r27AtZG94QHuxKRiFLZzmXCqd9Mcb-n9B0fxN_GsnD4V23YKWFh2K3QoUccjrlRRllEdm0vP_ga0iRyvaJZr9l2OWocuSFbUL8QCQj155vsaUdnpgdfub2MDLyoYFqeKcEU/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQLa3X909r27AtZG94QHuxKRiFLZzmXCqd9Mcb-n9B0fxN_GsnD4V23YKWFh2K3QoUccjrlRRllEdm0vP_ga0iRyvaJZr9l2OWocuSFbUL8QCQj155vsaUdnpgdfub2MDLyoYFqeKcEU/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613901727920514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYmRbRHvLMDnAVN6LrUXBYdTZ6kl4CvlpsJRDJfBZ8sX61HgKmE3WcJYuNNMb0Yx8VqHgZleHrR5_w1pA8dQulH0aPA-809XxKwTY3vZuDwodbGP-StVF1udEt1QOCniz9YtlNit4QUbM/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYmRbRHvLMDnAVN6LrUXBYdTZ6kl4CvlpsJRDJfBZ8sX61HgKmE3WcJYuNNMb0Yx8VqHgZleHrR5_w1pA8dQulH0aPA-809XxKwTY3vZuDwodbGP-StVF1udEt1QOCniz9YtlNit4QUbM/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613529625993266" border="0" /></a>A row of cousins, Aly, Ellie, Katelyn, Boone, Maddy, Maycie, Ben (or Brady), Averie, Brady (or Ben) I can't tell them apart from behind!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kMLn6sMnzuulugAh2uRHM7WyxUOADIbmYDFttxDHf7Pyh6EoN_Cjn6sFM3A3Dm60zvM7hnd3oh7AOG_iyeRq7CMYMEs3ZWOXqkFDPR6WBfm-fsFrlCAX958TAhyphenhyphencBAvTUJub-LpHEfc/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kMLn6sMnzuulugAh2uRHM7WyxUOADIbmYDFttxDHf7Pyh6EoN_Cjn6sFM3A3Dm60zvM7hnd3oh7AOG_iyeRq7CMYMEs3ZWOXqkFDPR6WBfm-fsFrlCAX958TAhyphenhyphencBAvTUJub-LpHEfc/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613389401350050" border="0" /></a>What a sport! Poor Nikki was about ready to pop, and she did! About a week later.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgdlSO0pSe77KdD_cM47w6rPZ56kuEF_r-6owY7Os1IYThSePVKNDfVkuQQvYz3Ymie1oF3smcSDhHksa0Nw-K_Ty7aUoSd4ZFk3VkSYybw9hCAY_-UlTUGr48uUAv7QCPrBBa-SiPOo/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgdlSO0pSe77KdD_cM47w6rPZ56kuEF_r-6owY7Os1IYThSePVKNDfVkuQQvYz3Ymie1oF3smcSDhHksa0Nw-K_Ty7aUoSd4ZFk3VkSYybw9hCAY_-UlTUGr48uUAv7QCPrBBa-SiPOo/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258613231868618386" border="0" /></a>"Yook Nat at da Edefants!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWAG__DB8x2K-vh2DjCApIO9yhMmdd1unXF6btH3jxOxDbbLLBCm6yxM0SlSvenPtoEW9g8y60g_0-Z74EvdeUzmA5veVNQxJgfark-SEhCMWrpfA7CgQzYMDtc0PDyYDMKV32Df-P4RY/s1600-h/Averie's+2nd+circus+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWAG__DB8x2K-vh2DjCApIO9yhMmdd1unXF6btH3jxOxDbbLLBCm6yxM0SlSvenPtoEW9g8y60g_0-Z74EvdeUzmA5veVNQxJgfark-SEhCMWrpfA7CgQzYMDtc0PDyYDMKV32Df-P4RY/s320/Averie's+2nd+circus+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258612995159617922" border="0" /></a><br />Boone, Ellie, and JayceUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-21293145214879544022008-10-08T12:13:00.000-07:002008-10-08T12:14:19.961-07:00CuriousWho are you voting for, and why do you feel strongly about that candidate?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-70462688068228168142008-09-19T12:13:00.005-07:002008-09-19T13:19:54.196-07:00How can she be 5?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsO-brb5cr82XyCkkEzjrTcalpfIq-4qycfTzDW-iMHvh0mK2P_FCXqXD7U4wHSnT2dbujpn9pcc6NYXzQQCmoMaVY2s9PKzpNVGdvCTGUVIRu9KysRxfS9l4pALCULkM5-4sI9YhO1ng/s1600-h/San+diego+119.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsO-brb5cr82XyCkkEzjrTcalpfIq-4qycfTzDW-iMHvh0mK2P_FCXqXD7U4wHSnT2dbujpn9pcc6NYXzQQCmoMaVY2s9PKzpNVGdvCTGUVIRu9KysRxfS9l4pALCULkM5-4sI9YhO1ng/s320/San+diego+119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247829375201808130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyYuZe2CKGAC9jaMvNhynWRwcCB0qceiE93JHLjFQiDl_J8FscLv7cWGmptb26seax0jbZ70gQjWVnnyHc0vjBX5m-Btzo2Rer3a9Zj5-iUxJ3G6HzSg3iI-F16HSYg1c0j-fE7uI55I/s1600-h/San+diego+183.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcyYuZe2CKGAC9jaMvNhynWRwcCB0qceiE93JHLjFQiDl_J8FscLv7cWGmptb26seax0jbZ70gQjWVnnyHc0vjBX5m-Btzo2Rer3a9Zj5-iUxJ3G6HzSg3iI-F16HSYg1c0j-fE7uI55I/s320/San+diego+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247829173212609106" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZ2NczgsZsm2hRI652JgeReEeaG0Kx8_Ss8Wja-J0YPcspAHM01KaD-GQvVJk3QBgfH5147UFe-sUpNK9XpF4V3D7os77ecvS5HFb6Fmb5UkIvIrjn0sw03ycXc1h6xVMQsJIKk89CAQ/s1600-h/San+diego+058.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZ2NczgsZsm2hRI652JgeReEeaG0Kx8_Ss8Wja-J0YPcspAHM01KaD-GQvVJk3QBgfH5147UFe-sUpNK9XpF4V3D7os77ecvS5HFb6Fmb5UkIvIrjn0sw03ycXc1h6xVMQsJIKk89CAQ/s320/San+diego+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247828980519939794" border="0" /></a><br />Once a princess, always a princess!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6671227205304551909.post-5335005541513432692008-09-19T12:13:00.004-07:002008-09-19T13:08:48.896-07:00Happy Birthday Ellie!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge45p7Dnwbtlx1dGHjgUxOgwEnsnuKuT22_S3zVuYqbWqz5diHeYjzEx-WJMrsHNKttXbMDO4dRSj13H2Nqq6VwCXy88Z1mfo82Bq5WfsUucq-bTFQJSRI4TFKUMFghxXRaW3U1YWhRMs/s1600-h/Ellie's+5th+Averie+mischeif+095.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge45p7Dnwbtlx1dGHjgUxOgwEnsnuKuT22_S3zVuYqbWqz5diHeYjzEx-WJMrsHNKttXbMDO4dRSj13H2Nqq6VwCXy88Z1mfo82Bq5WfsUucq-bTFQJSRI4TFKUMFghxXRaW3U1YWhRMs/s400/Ellie's+5th+Averie+mischeif+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247825469544035730" border="0" /></a>Happy Birthday to my Princess Ellie! We had the funnest Princess Bash ever! It was complete with handsome princes, the Fairy Godmother, and great friends and cousins. How cool is my sister? Well, she borrowed an old prom dress from the early 80's from her sister-in-law, she let me borrow her tiara from high school, and she led the princess dancing outside (see video). I'm thinking about hiring her out. She's pretty cool! Ellie loved her party, and we love our Ellie. Happy Birthday sweet girl! I can't believe you're 5!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpVaed8gdKaiVBj_OWlhqzg4vbzBKxy3QoRHF4eVOUn5-cJ38xFvD6kaE5wKOa5cfkUFS0hg94sydW519HFT3AuzBdAGPFPqirzTxg3C7Wo9VQjd3PgmXiXvYCz-N8-TOJUrkBP1O0i4/s1600-h/Bo+and+Jayce+our+handsome+princes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGpVaed8gdKaiVBj_OWlhqzg4vbzBKxy3QoRHF4eVOUn5-cJ38xFvD6kaE5wKOa5cfkUFS0hg94sydW519HFT3AuzBdAGPFPqirzTxg3C7Wo9VQjd3PgmXiXvYCz-N8-TOJUrkBP1O0i4/s400/Bo+and+Jayce+our+handsome+princes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247824923820170002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikiqBLnr0cEAfXa1nSl5BMp1i88kvfi6PFVYaUFXsCPRdSZCFeF2OhYJ-7vSRN7dtTIfYjgJU9bK4gnwIJ8pkqzPBy11BMFsMOIs8Vd0RI5gjChTtMZaERvxUx_4S-LCkoBGLy2aSpZ3I/s1600-h/Grandma+Chris+as+the+Fairy+Godmother.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikiqBLnr0cEAfXa1nSl5BMp1i88kvfi6PFVYaUFXsCPRdSZCFeF2OhYJ-7vSRN7dtTIfYjgJU9bK4gnwIJ8pkqzPBy11BMFsMOIs8Vd0RI5gjChTtMZaERvxUx_4S-LCkoBGLy2aSpZ3I/s400/Grandma+Chris+as+the+Fairy+Godmother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247824698440954578" border="0" /></a>Our Royal Family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgpO0BrsyUbvKh3DiOgM9jLo7WYWTYmVNEEU6QwH8MHf6dOeDFyJObtXvzZ25TY7Nos9f1WdBd2LHMdX5jDy2i_gq1n4_M-ptExWix9hElvQaTdcA8Dwu4_pLBoU0wf2GNPbBwAxYBgA/s1600-h/Our+Royal+Family.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpgpO0BrsyUbvKh3DiOgM9jLo7WYWTYmVNEEU6QwH8MHf6dOeDFyJObtXvzZ25TY7Nos9f1WdBd2LHMdX5jDy2i_gq1n4_M-ptExWix9hElvQaTdcA8Dwu4_pLBoU0wf2GNPbBwAxYBgA/s400/Our+Royal+Family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247822264610213362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwP7wnk21Xn0xDV-ln2r7Bkq-dfTfO1mMu8v3Hj77mst5z0kMdxosniNyINj8ovew0ZrM3QPToSkJLeOKlA2w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6