tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68581129026559356412024-03-05T08:45:09.373-08:00The McKinney ClanDancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-27798631606846955522012-09-20T09:40:00.004-07:002012-09-20T09:40:46.748-07:00Where did the summer go?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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1st day of school-Notice Ethan ready to go with his lunch packed. Needless to say he was not a happy camper when he yelled "Bye Mom" and I had to grab him before he got on the bus. He has been pretty bored without his siblings home to help entertain him. He has become my little helper at home. He's an expert on folding hand towels, moving rocks, and digging holes. He's also started to be more consistent in using the toilet. I see a light at the end of the tunnel for when I change my LAST DIAPER -YEAH!<br />
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My cute cousin Laura got married this summer to a great guy. I was so excited and happy for her. I teared up through her sharing her personal experience on how they met, dated etc. I could see the Lord's hand and know how important his timing is for what we really need and what will best bless our lives. Anyways, my very first bridal shower I attended was at Rick's College. When you don't have a lot of money you can become quite creative with gifts. My first bridal shower gift was no exception. Laura was a first hand witness of my "creativeness" and I decided to recreate that "special" gift for her-HA! All of my college roommates know what it is! Anyways, she must have had an inklying because she was laughing and turning red before she even opened it.<br />
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There's a great $3 movie theater on 12th street and Two for Tuesdays is our favorite. Ethan is finally old enough to sit and be occupied at a movie theater so we capitalized on this quite a few times this summer. They have some fun things in their foyer-Cowboy Ethan was in his element in this pic.<br />
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My friend teaches swimming lessons in the summer at a neighbors house which makes it quite convenient. Just to show you how good she is-Before swimming lessons, Brooklyn was a monkey on my back in the pool-she SCREAMED if she was in the water unattached to an adult. <br />
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Here she is just a few lessons in-doing the dead man's float for over 5 seconds-Ya! I know-she's that good!<br />
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Jonny-my fearless fish.<br />
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This spring Wes and the boys went on their Father/Son campout. Wes didn't want to worry about Ethan so he stayed home with me and the girls. They all got to bunk with me that night. Needless to say, I was not well rested in the morning-not because the kids were rolling around and kicking me in the head like they used to do when they were younger-but I noticed Ethan had started snoring the last 3-4 months, like BAD! As soon as his eyes shut, and sometimes a few seconds before that, he'd be sawing logs bigtime! I didn't really concern myself too much with it but that night as I listened to him snore, I also listened to him stop breathing, and breathing erratically. Scared me to DEATH! I called the Dr. the next day and went in. He said his tonsils were large and then sent me to a specialist. The Dr. showed me how large his tonsils were-I couldn't believe it, I barely say any space between his tonsils and his uvula. He did really well, still scary sending your little one for any kind of surgery, but I had great faith in the Dr and his abilities. It took awhile for him to completely heal but he was a trooper.<br />
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The Dr. sent me home with a souveneir.<br />
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So this summer I decided to do a 5-week(one lesson a week) Dance Camp and have the kids perform in the Huntsville 4th of July parade. They learned 3 different dance routines. They did SOOOooo Good! They were real troopers and looked so CUTE! The little one's kept up with the big girls-so proud of them.<br />
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I had 20 girls sign up which is a good start to our first year doing a summer camp and parade.<br />
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I had a hard time coming up with something to put on our truck that went with the 4th of July Theme-Freedom-the gift of Hero's. I made a GIANT hand with camo garb coming out of a gift box holding an American Flag.<br />
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I was ELATED when I found out Wes didn't have to work the Graveyard
shift this summer-last summer was AWFUL! They got to do their RAD kids
program all summer instead(which I highly recommend to anyone if you have the opportunity) Wes wanted the kids to participate even though we don't live in Layton. It was a great week and the kids learned a lot. I feel a little better that if they were in a certain situation they have some experience and would know what to say or what to do.<br />
I was the most impressed with little Brooklyn. When they did their scenerios with "Red Man" she was the LOudest, most aggressive, toughest person of them all. I shouldn't be surprised, she is little Miss Fiesty at home. Here she is striking a pose with Red Man. The other pic is of the boys practicing their Defensive moves.<br />
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Zac was lucky enough to get to celebrate his 13th Birthday with almost all of his McKinney cousins. Amber and the kids got to come down to Utah from Kansas and the twins came down from Rexburg so Zac had fun with his brothers, boy cousins, and a couple of friends at Boondocks for most of the day. Look at how tall my "baby" has gotten. We finished off he day with a yummy steak and potato dinner and a friendly game of soccer . He had a fun day!<br />
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Cameron and Jonathan were both in the Park City tournament this year. Instead of getting a hotel we decided to save money and be adventurous and go camping in Park City. Wes was not thrilled to say the least since he was going to scout camp with the boys for the whole next week but we haven't gone camping in YEARS as a family. We had a great time to say the least. We were right by the freeway for when we had to get up and go to games, but we were right by a creek full of minnows and fish that the kids tried to catch. A mommy duck and her 8 babies were our neighbors and we had an annoying but silly camp pet-a grouse.<br />
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They had a really nice (warm) swimming pool at our camp site- so we had fun swimming every afternoon. One evening we picked up pizza and took it to an elementary school to eat-and of course, play more soccer.(The kids must really love it!) While the kids were kicking around the ball, a red fox came up and hung out with us on the field for about 20 min - only 10 yards away! We did some school shopping at the Tanger outlets and just enjoyed each others company.<br />
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If you didn't know-August is our Birthday month. We have 3! Hailey had a very SPECIAL birthday. After a scrumptious breakfast in bed we got ready for her special day. Dad and the boys arrived back from scout camp just in time. Hailey was Baptised and and given the Gift of the Holy Ghost. <br />
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The first pic is Hailey in her new Birthday dress looking like a little Flower Princess. Here's Hailey given her dad a big hug after she got baptized. Ahhhh- so sweet! and a Diva shoe, purse, and sunglasses cake for Miss Diva Hailey.<br />
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The Elders in our valley were so nice to come and support our family for the special occasion. Elder Samia and Elder Poly are just a few of our favorite missionaries. They are both polynesian and so had a lot in common with Grandma Childers.<br />
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Here she is in her Beautiful Sparkly White Baptism dress. Such a beautiful girl inside and out. She was so excited for this day and counted down DAILY about a month before. <br />
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Our last August Birthday was Miss Brooklyn. She turned 6! She wanted a butterfly and flower cake. She turned 6 just a few days before school started. The pic above is her on the 2nd day of 1st grade. Big GIrl!<br />
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So things are back in full swing, school, soccer, dance, scouts-and just lovin life!DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-34181000034265302502012-06-03T20:03:00.000-07:002012-06-03T20:03:48.387-07:00March April<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Miss Brooklyn on Crazy Hair Day-you may not believe this-but this hairstyle fits Brooklyn's personality perfectly-HA! She's not so quite and innocent as you might think-but she sure is CUTE! <br />
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We didn't have a very "productive" snow winter-but there was still enough slush behind our house to take the kids for one last outing sledding. They actually had more fun riding in their sleds down the mini creek alongside the road and just got a little wet.<br />
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Here's Jonny skiing. He'd have stayed all night if I would have let him.<br />
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The 2nd graders put on puppet shows every year with puppets that they make themselves. Hailey played a little white cat in "The Old Woman and her Pig"<br />
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Ethan has learned some GQ poses from his older brother. Quite the posers.<br />
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The third graders have a DRIVE-IN movie day every year where they design their own box car. Jonny made sure he was stacked with treats, a pillow, and blanket so that he could sleep the whole movie :)<br />
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So General Conference weekend we went on a little excursion. We stopped at my sister Crystal and hubby Colby's house in St. George. My nephews Beckam and Maddox are so cute and the kids loved playing with their cousins. They also became quite fond of Kinnect too. And just a side note, obviously not being detailed about the talks I listened to during conference-but can I say-Best Conference EVER(I think I say that every conference-but seriously, so good)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdzUUrWuaasmQybR4sBJLQpyDS7LRNtazhHJn4yuT2Qf7X-FkBXTVlLHARn5ixeDZpesGzl6EtvP7RMbNZNAIw68KuniG0z9GzBbn_D9VHtUeTLvf9xWI2tx3482i6ywXsArKtoFHFHfz/s1600/DSC00200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdzUUrWuaasmQybR4sBJLQpyDS7LRNtazhHJn4yuT2Qf7X-FkBXTVlLHARn5ixeDZpesGzl6EtvP7RMbNZNAIw68KuniG0z9GzBbn_D9VHtUeTLvf9xWI2tx3482i6ywXsArKtoFHFHfz/s320/DSC00200.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
Sunday afternoon we took a small "hike" on these cool rocks with little "caves" <br />
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Mid week we went to Vegas to spend a few days with our good friends the Bainbridge Family! We love spending time with them and wish it was more often.<br />
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The were so nice and heated the pool up just for us-the kids had so much fun. Bailey is so good at entertaining the girls and the boys just had fun being boys. I go to go to some of my friend Kim's Zumba classes she teaches. It was a lot of fun, though, I have to admit, she can shake it a lot better than I can. She has so much energy and it raises all her pupils energy up. We consider them part of our extended family.<br />
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We got to finish our spring break back in St. George. We watched Beckam's soccer team school the other team. We went to their annual easter egg hunt which litereally lasted 60 seconds and their were thousands and thousands of eggs. <br />
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We went to historic church site. Everytime I hear a pioneer story I feel so grateful and my problems so miniscule.<br />
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We had a short date night and so left the kiddos-they all had survived when we got back.<br />
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On our way back home we stopped and hiked a little through Snow Canyon. These were mounds of petrified sand that we hiked on. It was pretty cool.<br />
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Easter Sunday is usually chaotic but especially when church starts @ 9am. The kids had a great Easter and hope that they felt the spirit of Easter.<br />
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A few months ago a sister in my ward asked if I would help with her daughters wedding reception. I bit off probably more than I could chew since I was also getting ready for my dance recital-but hinesight-it's over- and I thought turned out very beautiful.<br />
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Here's Jonny's pinewood derby car. This was the first time Wes was involved in helping(usually it's me staying up till midnight helping the boys) but I have to say I was really impressed on how much thought and work they put on it together. Jonny actually did really well-considering the one's that beat his was one purchased over the internet(is that even legal?) and others that were "clones" of older siblings that had won.<br />
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My sister-in-law Angie asked if I would make a couple birthday cakes for my twin nieces 21st birthday. Originally she just wanted me to "draw" some disney characters on top of a round cake-but I had a different idea. As if you can't tell by the cake designs-my nieces personalities are just as different as the cakes were.<br />
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My little Brooklyn had her Kindergarten program mid May. She did such a good job-it was fun to watch her. When she got up to the mic to say her part she had to stand on her tippy toes and lift her chin way up-so cute.<br />
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Jonny had his big 3rd grade Patriotic program. One of my favorite programs because of all the great songs that they sing. Funny though-Jonny is always demanding attention but when he's "performing" -he's quite non expressive-HA! Did a good job though.<br />
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So my Cameron is now officially graduated from Elementary School-UGHh! Why do I feel so old-and can I be honest a say-a little anxiety that I will be going through 7th grade all over again like I felt like the first of last year with Zac. Hopefully, Cameron learned something from Zac's mistakes :)<br />
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<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/nhUzFOsphRs?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe>I had to put this pic in. We were going to roast hot dogs and smores-so I asked Cameron to make a log cabin style fire-This is what I found when I went to light the fire. :) I added a video of Zac helping out his buddy on his SBO skit. Zac had a lot of fun and they picked up the dance really fast and I thought did a great job.<br />
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<span id="goog_1022470938"></span><span id="goog_1022470939"></span>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-9362214228177488622012-03-03T17:36:00.006-08:002012-03-03T22:27:00.556-08:00February 2012<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhthbgKqKnqc4OK8HpLT-szH0gyP3qOIwpa9Gca3lug_wiwuhJi2_ImLAzhlnK3uekmS01uq_ZirwteGYXA4u7sMG30vc5XwF6BONO1sQs7uy9TyO5OZP3KYafXYzRSQkROg7zCQo-eZe/s1600/feb2012+034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvhthbgKqKnqc4OK8HpLT-szH0gyP3qOIwpa9Gca3lug_wiwuhJi2_ImLAzhlnK3uekmS01uq_ZirwteGYXA4u7sMG30vc5XwF6BONO1sQs7uy9TyO5OZP3KYafXYzRSQkROg7zCQo-eZe/s320/feb2012+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715912745886768322" border="0" /></a>So this post is a little out of whack with the timeline-so I'll be jumping around a little-sorry.<br />These first pictures are of cute little Cameroni's 6th grade Valentine Dance. They have been preparing this for the last few months. Look how excited he looks -he he-check out his form-at least they're touching look at the couple to the right of him. HA!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGXNxgrEi-pjE0Nh08vSAB-eHV58jsGpVwI2kETN8QaLLzuQ_tWS3yFj2RUrHS2HHXY9-x9SYMMgCivpF3aYWoaEuJi1QShUFeelnOxkAQUnOVUQOYPD6hx6iSUtHvwqjwJ1mFFXNJpW1/s1600/feb2012+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGXNxgrEi-pjE0Nh08vSAB-eHV58jsGpVwI2kETN8QaLLzuQ_tWS3yFj2RUrHS2HHXY9-x9SYMMgCivpF3aYWoaEuJi1QShUFeelnOxkAQUnOVUQOYPD6hx6iSUtHvwqjwJ1mFFXNJpW1/s320/feb2012+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715912735818343026" border="0" /></a>I actually got the opportunity to sub the Friday before their dance for their regular dance time. It only ended up being about 30 min but the kids seemed to have a lot of fun- a lot different then their regular dance class. I taught them the tango and then a fun dance to Everybody dance now. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HmlTCBACFY-RuNh0fNViZZMXV01x9LyGtm5UyhIETttleK-4KnmThx0LFApPMdOBARt0446kAXHLYr4kKaRhbXoZZlpCq9-ZHme_Z8psnmIXmbhbwOu49nCQfCA2XKnF39930t9ejmfY/s1600/feb2012+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HmlTCBACFY-RuNh0fNViZZMXV01x9LyGtm5UyhIETttleK-4KnmThx0LFApPMdOBARt0446kAXHLYr4kKaRhbXoZZlpCq9-ZHme_Z8psnmIXmbhbwOu49nCQfCA2XKnF39930t9ejmfY/s320/feb2012+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715912734062248130" border="0" /></a>Their regular dance teacher let me take a few minutes to do what I taught them during their dance.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha6ff6TDQMtbXsuZ8RQiTHI0JXfkqNABD4FMY1aaReIXRkqVyd2CRuJvLT0pW7mzdOTcGNt1vxU8TWRRU4z-dNGyBaxEBZY1YBafKMspxLUkVOHCoQQQ9_gjvUIwCXum4aSuM7OGA9x87-/s1600/feb2012+026.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha6ff6TDQMtbXsuZ8RQiTHI0JXfkqNABD4FMY1aaReIXRkqVyd2CRuJvLT0pW7mzdOTcGNt1vxU8TWRRU4z-dNGyBaxEBZY1YBafKMspxLUkVOHCoQQQ9_gjvUIwCXum4aSuM7OGA9x87-/s320/feb2012+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715911855684168050" border="0" /></a>Cam and I went a little far out with his Valentine box. A lifesize debonaire, suave robot. The nose and right eye had blinking lights in it. You put the Valentine's in the robots mouth.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHaLJ0aJMy6w24Dba0NTiI8MuyrMHRV8H7Q8iAJRRaJV7t3GZUQttWllyrH0n5BrxMXBEnGFT2XIEY3_jgvVnVKpAB2U-HoyHMDcW5_f-i3SAjGXrJ6wHpy1yp0njMpVmmEyRkt0pMm8rB/s1600/feb2012+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHaLJ0aJMy6w24Dba0NTiI8MuyrMHRV8H7Q8iAJRRaJV7t3GZUQttWllyrH0n5BrxMXBEnGFT2XIEY3_jgvVnVKpAB2U-HoyHMDcW5_f-i3SAjGXrJ6wHpy1yp0njMpVmmEyRkt0pMm8rB/s320/feb2012+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715911849891869778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaDdw8uDldFUb7r0209fN1vuYIUcc-G5CVY6NbyWxeSDMDDgtsPsekjdxtweWU97fUERoFekTc0saHdK72aAOemAyV1ahKnoNqnt_2AnixfkHxFqtz_QivzG5ToAEg_p_n1lrK3clkwAa_/s1600/feb2012+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaDdw8uDldFUb7r0209fN1vuYIUcc-G5CVY6NbyWxeSDMDDgtsPsekjdxtweWU97fUERoFekTc0saHdK72aAOemAyV1ahKnoNqnt_2AnixfkHxFqtz_QivzG5ToAEg_p_n1lrK3clkwAa_/s320/feb2012+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715911846773165218" border="0" /></a>I also helped Brooklyn out with her Kindergarten Valentine Party. I actually was going to help during their Halloween party but that was the morning Ethan broke his arm. The last time I volunteered for one of my kids classes was when Cameron was in Kindergarten and Zac in 1st. There is a good reason why too. Ethan was a stink. He first found the basket of plastic balls that he decided to throw all around the room. He hid under the table and tatooed himself pretty good with marker. He kept trying to sneak outside to the playground and sneak the goodies that the other students had got for Valentine's. Anyways- let's just say it will be another good chunk of time before I volunteer again. I found these easy cute DIY paper flowers online. The kids had fun and they turned out really cute.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaWv8eZO-ljBV1tzYqcu8fQlz7EO5pkaD5rZHcNUvzuUuiSl8Kl5Zp07BDSJKq9IHglcqttymbKyYz3aAfrABiYx9HvO2bfdd1Q2fSMmBl6OL3IF1MX-fQjrRdxOzv84mI5Ty4yywf6LiD/s1600/feb2012+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaWv8eZO-ljBV1tzYqcu8fQlz7EO5pkaD5rZHcNUvzuUuiSl8Kl5Zp07BDSJKq9IHglcqttymbKyYz3aAfrABiYx9HvO2bfdd1Q2fSMmBl6OL3IF1MX-fQjrRdxOzv84mI5Ty4yywf6LiD/s320/feb2012+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715911838652581634" border="0" /></a>For Breakfast on Valentine's-nothing fancy- but a heart shaped cookie cutter makes it easy to be a little creative.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4A0OvuSIu6UOn3IRdZbsk1EhsyAbtGj7DnMcXIJfNNjbKoU9LNUDgmchyphenhyphenfkEmYG4TUfQfkHl1ONMtI-mep02HM4A7Y61WSIALbGukUPKYXbxlQ6CwnDl4j9HGSi_PS602oFSMDIo2Anqb/s1600/january+2011+031.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4A0OvuSIu6UOn3IRdZbsk1EhsyAbtGj7DnMcXIJfNNjbKoU9LNUDgmchyphenhyphenfkEmYG4TUfQfkHl1ONMtI-mep02HM4A7Y61WSIALbGukUPKYXbxlQ6CwnDl4j9HGSi_PS602oFSMDIo2Anqb/s320/january+2011+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715911836103396354" border="0" /></a>The beginning of February we took the kids to Huntsville Park to go skating. We've meant to take them years past but alas-we finally made it. There is a Huntsville BBQ restaurant(that has really yummy food BTW) across the street from the park that you rent skates at-only $2 a pair- and then skating at the park is free for anyone. The kids had fun. Hailey didn't last too long in her skates though. I guess they're not the most comfortable pair of shoes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtR7Boq5l1lr0tFeR76rMXKqE5QcGdnTZvIqmSAdiiGCecxyqAujttmdJIUoD_dp3DvI-rNUKwCRdMTomJVlypqVTkrMUWcVKcTEbjv3ADlO-yQ5vv6rUy0JF5Tnh9j6p3Lo9g_wQtunHu/s1600/january+2011+038.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtR7Boq5l1lr0tFeR76rMXKqE5QcGdnTZvIqmSAdiiGCecxyqAujttmdJIUoD_dp3DvI-rNUKwCRdMTomJVlypqVTkrMUWcVKcTEbjv3ADlO-yQ5vv6rUy0JF5Tnh9j6p3Lo9g_wQtunHu/s320/january+2011+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715853363093740610" border="0" /></a>The kids had fun playing broom hockey with their dad. Look at the beautiful scenery. I know!!! I can't believe we live in such a beautiful place too!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEiKl2xXpmircae00gfRgvWTU66ixefcyAz_083wEmcpNnK8lBvYYew079SRqcA1y1Q-jl7yP22NrgEuo2gwq4DLDOUEsyo3UWpVt_xPuRl5Pf0_V2A_qJB_hXMeRxGE-uYqApoG8RbkW/s1600/january+2011+042.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEEiKl2xXpmircae00gfRgvWTU66ixefcyAz_083wEmcpNnK8lBvYYew079SRqcA1y1Q-jl7yP22NrgEuo2gwq4DLDOUEsyo3UWpVt_xPuRl5Pf0_V2A_qJB_hXMeRxGE-uYqApoG8RbkW/s320/january+2011+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715853359012576722" border="0" /></a>Jonathan's scout troop had their blue and gold banquet this month. It was fun. The kids made "boats" out of paper that they filled with popcorn for appetizer. We had pasta, salad, and breadsticks for dinner, and the kids did a fun fun obstacle course.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtDo85mDnQk6gvYEsREb4lGYimFLn8-AUvFpFTPsWYYXqiZ7zAgJyd0jxjowtjBeavaYHSs5PcflT80VOpdDWucC3CUejrTHWlhXjm6BWTZs6tuccqYIwZyeW9LWB276eNnzXOVdlypVr/s1600/january+2011+043.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhtDo85mDnQk6gvYEsREb4lGYimFLn8-AUvFpFTPsWYYXqiZ7zAgJyd0jxjowtjBeavaYHSs5PcflT80VOpdDWucC3CUejrTHWlhXjm6BWTZs6tuccqYIwZyeW9LWB276eNnzXOVdlypVr/s320/january+2011+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715853348141577842" border="0" /></a>Ethan giving his cheesy grin while playing in the nursery during Blue and Gold<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJYQk3Jyq0V8s9iqehBN6YAOGRrWg_rX79aSASIExxHEBEyMt5TgvvGiiTiBgngXDMe8fW4x6e7ZPVqPRgaKG4_bBWaao91mIzg8VLsGoXDoL3wi9XKdh9sC1fWA03cy7mj6fAK5KApGE/s1600/january+2011+047.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJYQk3Jyq0V8s9iqehBN6YAOGRrWg_rX79aSASIExxHEBEyMt5TgvvGiiTiBgngXDMe8fW4x6e7ZPVqPRgaKG4_bBWaao91mIzg8VLsGoXDoL3wi9XKdh9sC1fWA03cy7mj6fAK5KApGE/s320/january+2011+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715853339978157170" border="0" /></a>Jonathan showing off his cool magic trick he made at one of his scout activities out of leather.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggBeaKkXPKVeaEBYYPlaQjjWLdZq0s2Lk6DZb3iTUyug9jtjJbpah29HoHOf9B2LoBjlVoGdeuUjjRfBHfdaxuIF5hdMwfVz7r4jxWjMRoMwZ4ULqRz64-hZ4qBYZCIIw7YYlqio8kVVP/s1600/january+2011+057.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggBeaKkXPKVeaEBYYPlaQjjWLdZq0s2Lk6DZb3iTUyug9jtjJbpah29HoHOf9B2LoBjlVoGdeuUjjRfBHfdaxuIF5hdMwfVz7r4jxWjMRoMwZ4ULqRz64-hZ4qBYZCIIw7YYlqio8kVVP/s320/january+2011+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715853333217539234" border="0" /></a>Wes and I played it low key with a nice Valentine's Day dinner with the whole family at home.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMxeGnV1hVqTcs_pZSQtPX7UKR6U-U1l1qFsacv0rgAydJ0tZ2fzWXpPtCIpeRIUbznYnH2CSyPmVNt0SYKdCza7GDVjp_fJyA0nTG2Gaz78XXOxX7aQhi8b_arC3_I1YHE52xEL1tTcM9/s1600/january+2011+064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMxeGnV1hVqTcs_pZSQtPX7UKR6U-U1l1qFsacv0rgAydJ0tZ2fzWXpPtCIpeRIUbznYnH2CSyPmVNt0SYKdCza7GDVjp_fJyA0nTG2Gaz78XXOxX7aQhi8b_arC3_I1YHE52xEL1tTcM9/s320/january+2011+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715851868256060146" border="0" /></a>We had shishkabobs with red oninos and red peppers, BBQ ribs, roasted red potatoes with a creamy pink sauce, red salad, and chocolate covered strawberries.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOdbj2QHGJ9cMhqUezOsx0OPoCh6P-MqeJWPky2KJBKBDy8-LFams9uwAkYSkI4EnHWlYf-hMXZz_ZzYyuHsXT5NqjCBCI3zOgddfHtW0fkUGd_BBIRYdQqnTzYUCLD3SctfbJiGlIX3H/s1600/january+2011+059.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNOdbj2QHGJ9cMhqUezOsx0OPoCh6P-MqeJWPky2KJBKBDy8-LFams9uwAkYSkI4EnHWlYf-hMXZz_ZzYyuHsXT5NqjCBCI3zOgddfHtW0fkUGd_BBIRYdQqnTzYUCLD3SctfbJiGlIX3H/s320/january+2011+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715851863377628866" border="0" /></a>My little cute and sweet Valentine's right before dinner minus my sweetheart Wesley.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY75wDBhuNNaolvq9_DH0sZRUgEceeAMc0Qx0H5nVhJbOi4cdFYVFNragVPeXmJkwAKQ8ZXx19YjRCim8kdWdBf1DOYpoAJhinw9p_CY3PFqSC17LMy2nyRBuIVI7W6zDnskNlahV-5Mto/s1600/feb2012+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY75wDBhuNNaolvq9_DH0sZRUgEceeAMc0Qx0H5nVhJbOi4cdFYVFNragVPeXmJkwAKQ8ZXx19YjRCim8kdWdBf1DOYpoAJhinw9p_CY3PFqSC17LMy2nyRBuIVI7W6zDnskNlahV-5Mto/s320/feb2012+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715851855264247698" border="0" /></a>So, Ethan is in that stage of not liking to wear diapers. He takes them off if he can. He has went potty in the toilet a few times by himself, but more often than not has left me little surprises around the house. sigh :) This is a typical moment of him in the buff eating something at the bar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-W-KSKl6PVT9R_suyDzo1EvNJRNpruGSWzgmT7498PqvqoTL9enRNW0E7ddG_9HF1I2w12bf7UoAH8C3F0NOOeYXh8zvr9K6g6iKEELgdwuz639ZafKJegLM9vwqCUiDu8ZmGkhpBob2/s1600/feb2012+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1-W-KSKl6PVT9R_suyDzo1EvNJRNpruGSWzgmT7498PqvqoTL9enRNW0E7ddG_9HF1I2w12bf7UoAH8C3F0NOOeYXh8zvr9K6g6iKEELgdwuz639ZafKJegLM9vwqCUiDu8ZmGkhpBob2/s320/feb2012+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715851853083863538" border="0" /></a>On February 19 we celebrated my hubby's 38th birthday. It was on a Sunday this year and we had Stake Conference that weekend-so not much of a weekend to really party. He wanted a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting. I added the edible rice crispy treat police car with fondant to make it special for him. We had his family over for dinner that Sunday night to celebrate.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTQBs1OJyXvuhceGaCimWjVr0x4ep4abW_dAEcpViBR6jjVPY_h7mhUwf6fdUwE7zce90CUjrKhtyxKY51qpEnvGjWFSTKRwYGE2HYcMjgi_rKRq2Hvxwk5sw1loETIXiAQYYqmgN_mmk/s1600/feb2012+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTQBs1OJyXvuhceGaCimWjVr0x4ep4abW_dAEcpViBR6jjVPY_h7mhUwf6fdUwE7zce90CUjrKhtyxKY51qpEnvGjWFSTKRwYGE2HYcMjgi_rKRq2Hvxwk5sw1loETIXiAQYYqmgN_mmk/s320/feb2012+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715851842667214962" border="0" /></a>So, I try to surprise Wes every once in awhile. It gets harder though to think of things to do. This year, since we were busy with stake meetings on Saturday and Sunday, I decided to throw him a Surprise Party with a few friends and family that Friday. I had to lie to him only a few times :) but I was able to get him to the church without any suspicion. It was so funny how red his face turned when he found out he'd been had. We had a lot of fun. I made chicken alfredo with penne pasta, salad bar, french bread with garlic butter, a sweet lime drink, and everyone brought dessert to share. I set up a whole bunch of minute to win it games that were a lot of fun to participate in and of course, to watch. At the end I took about 15 minutes and did some instructional dancing to the tango. So FUN! and I tell ya SOOooo much easier to teach adults. I really appreciate all those that came and made it such a special and fun night for Wes. He was so cute afterwards when he gave me a hug and a kiss and said that was the Best Present EVER! YESSSS! So worth all the hard work to make my honey happy. He is so special, and I am so grateful for him- he deserves it.DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-27006988626399756042012-02-22T07:39:00.004-08:002012-02-22T08:45:04.938-08:00January 2012<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNa7JozShAW6DQYgJqO7kW-O_JipL5x8b9xYS5V45wV0IZB_VLQA1Zb-rWvIADcGiMbJm1dpqh93el-CbUle0vAUlx5RKiHjS8Ih8N5ca8PJ64rYIeaL9ObwuqlWocNGmyDIcZN9PHs_Pi/s1600/caltrip5.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNa7JozShAW6DQYgJqO7kW-O_JipL5x8b9xYS5V45wV0IZB_VLQA1Zb-rWvIADcGiMbJm1dpqh93el-CbUle0vAUlx5RKiHjS8Ih8N5ca8PJ64rYIeaL9ObwuqlWocNGmyDIcZN9PHs_Pi/s320/caltrip5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987707980287058" border="0" /></a>Well, the new year started off with a bang. I had a surprise Christmas present that sunday morning. I opened a present to find a toy airplane sitting in a box and a paper taped to the top of the box. I was really confused staring into the box as the kids were jumping excitedly around me. "You get to see Lucy mom, you get to see Lucy!" What?!?! As I looked closer at the paper I noticed an itinerary highlighted with a yellow highlighter. Wes had bought me a ticket to California to stay for a week with Chad, Cherisse and their family and I was to leave that Tuesday-in TWO DAYS! I literally was in shock. I didn't know what to think, I was excited (to go), guilty(for Wes getting a way better present then I got him), sad (that I was going to miss Christmas Vacation with the fam and Wes home), and then excited again. So I flew out Tuesday afternoon and got into Oakland just around the time Melanie was getting off of work-so it worked well. We chatted till we got to Cherisse's. I was so excited to get there. Cher and Chad were organizing all the games, Josie brought me in some material that "maybe you could make a apron or something" and Lucy was sleeping. The pic up top was after she had woken up and had her treatment. I was making her temples and she was knocking them down. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDrc6cvhC5w8rMCM2GCitooX47rfJIgw1nkoYwqvPzIH3eY_02SKL9IystU8kMScrzbqeYA8FTT5P18EyNqH1-iDUFWchCZV4EuE1jkjw1G7hNOtTM2PSWJ43bM5AEWRLSIXasCVMuTKS/s1600/calitrip8.JPG"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNNZa_3NV-FB5jCl6fcJyZmMaElCL_7KEfgZ5vhIYzeFffajCqztf5_WhQPATnsTmD2D9LbRVApNRJSCtoX05O7DkH1XWPklXQyjyljSlFYK2SOT0YxMYrjbhyHQIqAG4ypBErxJmA_EPk/s1600/calitrip.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNNZa_3NV-FB5jCl6fcJyZmMaElCL_7KEfgZ5vhIYzeFffajCqztf5_WhQPATnsTmD2D9LbRVApNRJSCtoX05O7DkH1XWPklXQyjyljSlFYK2SOT0YxMYrjbhyHQIqAG4ypBErxJmA_EPk/s320/calitrip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987051438423042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNNZa_3NV-FB5jCl6fcJyZmMaElCL_7KEfgZ5vhIYzeFffajCqztf5_WhQPATnsTmD2D9LbRVApNRJSCtoX05O7DkH1XWPklXQyjyljSlFYK2SOT0YxMYrjbhyHQIqAG4ypBErxJmA_EPk/s1600/calitrip.jpg"> The day after I got there we took an excursion to the Asian gardens in San Fransisco. Thomas and Angela were visiting his family for the holidays, so they met us there. Lucy got to drive her chair the whole time. She was quite the little independant girl, wanting to go to places that were marked off with fencing. The gardens were BEAUTIFUL. Is it too unrealistic to think that maybe my yard will look like that one day-no way! I sure will try anyways. <br /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP-lh2vs-scv8j4wDo_x7DeCVtnP36alFtdXYSop5W-YridqRwYQvJxTpRLdwVRXbc-67snUTbwF3_GCTke0kDSyXFCh9sxCxaxYay7i01cbKfHWRmoNVEsAcVvwbfB5Dycdkn4dMC_0mK/s1600/caltrip6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP-lh2vs-scv8j4wDo_x7DeCVtnP36alFtdXYSop5W-YridqRwYQvJxTpRLdwVRXbc-67snUTbwF3_GCTke0kDSyXFCh9sxCxaxYay7i01cbKfHWRmoNVEsAcVvwbfB5Dycdkn4dMC_0mK/s320/caltrip6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987042915366818" border="0" /></a>It was a beautiful day and I couldn't believe how nice it was to go from winter in Utah to winter in California. Nice! Thursday we had a nice relaxing day hanging out at home. I helped Josie make an apron. It turned out pretty cute for my first apron. Friday I took Josie and Dallin on a walk to the grocery store. We made a menu for their parents and then set off to buy the grocery's and come home to make a fancy dinner that they were going to serve their mom and dad. I think it was a little too ambitious. The kids were having kind of a hard time walking home with all the groceries. We stopped at the park on the way home to play, just in time for Cherisse to pull up with the van and drive us the rest of the way home. We made mashed potatoes, pasta and white sauce, chicken cor don bleu, corn, salad. chocolate cake, and sparkling cider. I also got to help Lucy with her first ballet "lessons". She's too cute. She could replay all the french ballet terms back to me when I would put her legs in a certain position. That day I have quite the memory of Josie "singing and dancing" to her crush. SHe Is So HILARIOUS! Saturday morning I went with Melanie to her gym called Equinox. I guess it's a pretty high end gym. I was going to go to her TRX class with her and then afterwards she was going to go to a Danceations class with me. So, warning, I've never been to a gym before (except at college) and I didn't know what TRX was. Melanie tried to show me before we went in and I was like, let's just go do it. HA! I am SO out of shape. I'm sure I was quite the spectacle and entertainment while I was attempting to do the workout. Mel did great! Let's just say it was SOo nice to do the dance class afterwards-totally my think and the teacher is so great. I had a lot of fun. Afterwards, we went into the lockerroom to shower and change. I've never seen so many naked bodies in my life. Blah! I am not used to the "openness" that California people seem to have. Anyways, Melanie treated me to a 80 minute facial. My 1st facial and face wax ever. So relaxing and nice. Melanie is so generous. I really appreciate her. That night was New Years EVE. Chad and CHer bought this yummy deep dish pizza, played games with Ang and Thomas, and then watched White Collar till everyone was too sleepy to stay awake anymore. The next morning I went with Melanie to her SIngles Ward. I am surprised that there are so many handsome, educated singles. WHAT is their problem?!?! I think they are just afraid of committement or settling down-cuz they seem to do well in all other areas. We went home. packed. and then it was off to an all girls weekend. We drove to Monterrey and stayed at a hotel right on the beach. As we pulled into the parking lot and were looking at the ocean, Cherisse was stating that she always thinks she sees a whale or a shark and it's always a rock or a seal or something else. RIght then she yells, Hey I see a whale. We thought she was joking-but-sure enough- a whale was swimming towards the shore line, quite close I might say. It would come up, blow water out of its blow hole, and then back down for a minute or two. ONe time it came up with its head out of the water. SO COOL! We had fun that night eating junk food and watching all the episodes of Once UPon a Time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVd_797ESd4X1aQG2Rr8jjcRh_SHDUzedPBK3AdF9gpE8bkd2daF9Q5iop9pg1eZwlobOXSdiqQakn50Oe1Hr6zUFSTdMM9OVi4BCTzdfdiHACnKiBbS-nD__n_m4L5i_i499V3GHpKXD/s1600/caltrip6.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHIzfBbTkqUnU1tmhzrDw1AueWYH9EO5qwTDyLGZMpKvXPyLJNnA9yKVF_ZEv08EM0WBj-QoEn2RlWe7nq_0jvAKoSHUMghn6D3YEcLTfIK7au7vKj5MLlcJISeq3Jq7W-dsCT2O8XFle/s1600/caltrip.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHIzfBbTkqUnU1tmhzrDw1AueWYH9EO5qwTDyLGZMpKvXPyLJNnA9yKVF_ZEv08EM0WBj-QoEn2RlWe7nq_0jvAKoSHUMghn6D3YEcLTfIK7au7vKj5MLlcJISeq3Jq7W-dsCT2O8XFle/s320/caltrip.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987033721145394" border="0" /></a>THis is a pic at the start of our adventure. The next morning we went into Monterrey and rented a Surry.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_1oL1WBWWbt9bCFNbaD5UPUf9dt6gCFxUXNfJrkOW1QAWVAzCP7o84mSlIQrvqZfl6pBTZJQdj_bE1wet3Xv_w6kGq43SZx8yzo8WOtt-ed2tUZsfS45_NNYP2QIBfFZMPo9Kwm-Cu5cS/s1600/caltrip2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_1oL1WBWWbt9bCFNbaD5UPUf9dt6gCFxUXNfJrkOW1QAWVAzCP7o84mSlIQrvqZfl6pBTZJQdj_bE1wet3Xv_w6kGq43SZx8yzo8WOtt-ed2tUZsfS45_NNYP2QIBfFZMPo9Kwm-Cu5cS/s320/caltrip2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987025794003938" border="0" /></a>This is a surry! SO fun! I would definitely recommend it for a fun way to explore an area when on vacation. We rode up and down the coast-from Lover's Point to Fisherman's wharf. We saw the HUGEST seal.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDrc6cvhC5w8rMCM2GCitooX47rfJIgw1nkoYwqvPzIH3eY_02SKL9IystU8kMScrzbqeYA8FTT5P18EyNqH1-iDUFWchCZV4EuE1jkjw1G7hNOtTM2PSWJ43bM5AEWRLSIXasCVMuTKS/s1600/calitrip8.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDrc6cvhC5w8rMCM2GCitooX47rfJIgw1nkoYwqvPzIH3eY_02SKL9IystU8kMScrzbqeYA8FTT5P18EyNqH1-iDUFWchCZV4EuE1jkjw1G7hNOtTM2PSWJ43bM5AEWRLSIXasCVMuTKS/s320/calitrip8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711987701179238498" border="0" /></a>We went to a great tide pool and found lot of little creatures.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYyimXq8b65odq9vVjft3XJ2Xqyf_hFx5gC7VUCL_0Zf6PB5b9tCFBLXZC3YZ6zFxkTHpl-JEYYXWds_ibTl_qncEd3jrpK4hD1LMCFqPtHu2WYcc64nHIhk1CX6k-DhcegaF6B2b1GSE/s1600/calitrip9.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYyimXq8b65odq9vVjft3XJ2Xqyf_hFx5gC7VUCL_0Zf6PB5b9tCFBLXZC3YZ6zFxkTHpl-JEYYXWds_ibTl_qncEd3jrpK4hD1LMCFqPtHu2WYcc64nHIhk1CX6k-DhcegaF6B2b1GSE/s320/calitrip9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986510116706050" border="0" /></a>We went to Carmel's beautiful beach and walked up and down their streets with cute little shops.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhawkiduEb0lZKnaI_E3ukhdoG-rVb9mCxkmJXResqdDDKprl4FSIdp5cuJSrbPglcPEU54VXt7XV-wYw7JZx7UTMjc2K1Zy-cWEoyO_XsKG3iXUobo-C8ggI_wjSflbdcN-_Tiwdsu_aXq/s1600/caltrip4.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhawkiduEb0lZKnaI_E3ukhdoG-rVb9mCxkmJXResqdDDKprl4FSIdp5cuJSrbPglcPEU54VXt7XV-wYw7JZx7UTMjc2K1Zy-cWEoyO_XsKG3iXUobo-C8ggI_wjSflbdcN-_Tiwdsu_aXq/s320/caltrip4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986499378075250" border="0" /></a>Here I am wishing my honey was with me and so sending him a little love note.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZvjWVc9s66HglDKR1NP2ltwYyUA_PldcSvVVZTSITNG80C5yFhzkLdqmeAH2Ij7wrtTgM2lYgefLsYoUoUzQJJ8Sfb5nN9k_8wNBNPVs7JlxVM64QqqfoSe3jDpGltiUifkUtdwSeU20/s1600/caltrip3.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZvjWVc9s66HglDKR1NP2ltwYyUA_PldcSvVVZTSITNG80C5yFhzkLdqmeAH2Ij7wrtTgM2lYgefLsYoUoUzQJJ8Sfb5nN9k_8wNBNPVs7JlxVM64QqqfoSe3jDpGltiUifkUtdwSeU20/s320/caltrip3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986497392599490" border="0" /></a>The squirrels at Lover's point weren't afraid of humans at all. This one came right up to me and stood on it's feet, grabbing at my scarf and begging for food. So funny! We ended the day with a pedicure. So fun to be able to spend time with some of my sisters. We need to make the effort for all of us girls to get together more often. That night Monday night I went to the gym again with Melanie. When we got home we showed Lucy our dance. "we were being a little silly" when showing it to her and she kept smiling and saying Again Again! Tuesday I packed and Angela and Thomas had the exact flight as I did back to Utah. That was nice to have someone I knew to wait at the airport with. I am so grateful for my husband and family sacrificing so I could go, so grateful for the hospitality of Chad and Cherisse and making me feel at home and enjoy spending time with their family. I am so grateful for Melanie and her thoughtfulness, kindness, and generosity, it was such a great vacation. <span style="font-weight: bold;">B</span>ut I am glad to be back home with my family.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mDOAatpKr6xdvKG1sNDCVlTZdo1MmD1qmQwbtljOie2ff5LYM-Vj92I-cDn2rmRNtBIxNKnTzdOabIozUbamx_ZZ0Ztg9ImRVWRvQWPRjhws8iLr4cqtiVNx5_Ny0AmInxyCbdSOm8T7/s1600/january+2011+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_mDOAatpKr6xdvKG1sNDCVlTZdo1MmD1qmQwbtljOie2ff5LYM-Vj92I-cDn2rmRNtBIxNKnTzdOabIozUbamx_ZZ0Ztg9ImRVWRvQWPRjhws8iLr4cqtiVNx5_Ny0AmInxyCbdSOm8T7/s320/january+2011+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986481193618066" border="0" />When I got home the girls found out that I made an apron for Josie-so of course, not for them to feel left out-we went to the store picked out some material. and they helped me design their aprons. </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlC-L3jqUV9M13Lbnick4AJIOaQKnpY1c1kuOsjA8tJaPOrQ5sHM-bhDHKuPbEX2MMrP96JZd0GYI0Rf1FNq1BuBf9lu6MOO8KuynQuTCce6L0JVx91_t0MipOHf0_wud9CCasUMf1MSIO/s1600/january+2011+012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlC-L3jqUV9M13Lbnick4AJIOaQKnpY1c1kuOsjA8tJaPOrQ5sHM-bhDHKuPbEX2MMrP96JZd0GYI0Rf1FNq1BuBf9lu6MOO8KuynQuTCce6L0JVx91_t0MipOHf0_wud9CCasUMf1MSIO/s320/january+2011+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711986476625475170" border="0" /></a>They love to wear them and help me cook and clean. So grateful I have girls and hope they have an many great experiences and memories with each other as I have with my sisters.DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-74880457313468832362012-01-07T17:48:00.000-08:002012-01-07T20:31:54.615-08:00December 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuh6XMXRg9WD_6jQK1ksFShGqpuHaetQ7KJ-3_kTrwxg-jSdt2Wdt5Am7O3wPp7MpWOD8yWT6oIiKH-CyHYuPED2up5HQAJdIKPhGbKVqpAafkSD78rulsnWqwKQ4LBiEEqhbMzHaurtSx/s1600/cristmas2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuh6XMXRg9WD_6jQK1ksFShGqpuHaetQ7KJ-3_kTrwxg-jSdt2Wdt5Am7O3wPp7MpWOD8yWT6oIiKH-CyHYuPED2up5HQAJdIKPhGbKVqpAafkSD78rulsnWqwKQ4LBiEEqhbMzHaurtSx/s320/cristmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695084282199604322" border="0" /></a><br />December is always a busy month for everybody. Obviously there was no exceptions at the McKinney household. Wes had a lot of different work parties. The family work party was at Boondocks. We had fun and the kids got to see Santa. Wes had a Detectives division party. It was fun but a little uncomfortable with some of the white elephant gifts and the comments given from the guy who brought the "special fanta drink". He's retiring and moving to Vegas(sorry Kim and Sam) so hopefully next year won't be as bad. Wes also had a nice dinner at Roosters for Wes's Fraternal Order of Police dinner. It was good food and I enjoyed the company at our table-but that was about it. It was really sad for Wes to point out all the officers who were RM's and drinking beer. :( It makes me more grateful for the kind of husband, father, and MAN I have-he's incredible! Hailey had a 2nd grade talent show that she performed a dance to. She did such a great job-I was really proud of her. That is soo scary to get in front of a group of peers by yourself and perform. Our neighbors have an annual Christmas Music Fest. We have Sooo many talent musicians in our area and they invite families to come and perform. Our family isn't those most talented musicians-(understatement) But we sure have fun coming up with a fun idea. This year we waited a little too last minute-the morning of, before church, the performance being after church. Brooklyn and Hailey did their performance to Jingle Bell Rock, so cute. And the boys did a compelation of different styles of dance to Christmas Jingles. Nothing too spectacular, but entertaining and fun. I would post videos but I accidentally erased them. I do have video of them performing at our family party that I might post.<br /><br />We had Wes's family over for dinner the week before Christmas since Angie and her family were going to be out of town for Christmas. We had ham, dutch oven potatoes, corn, rolls, and dessert.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifzrtAzmFlkSL_6TUmWEk6l0SJh3jcdCKIa5QA20gDD2GSRl-XFFyTaBD6cJqsV2raIu9VYOuNEKWVqH6SS1jUscJwbYD74O3t-Fti9-L303eC7cU3vbqUs-TtZ5XNaN9b3GxnFClkiQQh/s1600/cristmas5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifzrtAzmFlkSL_6TUmWEk6l0SJh3jcdCKIa5QA20gDD2GSRl-XFFyTaBD6cJqsV2raIu9VYOuNEKWVqH6SS1jUscJwbYD74O3t-Fti9-L303eC7cU3vbqUs-TtZ5XNaN9b3GxnFClkiQQh/s320/cristmas5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695084268344074178" border="0" /></a>Ethan loves his Nana.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWDOrWxA7Qcdve5HBEuQ56xofoY12TA4lotzk-YpcsViqqrHXxV2w6MENcTVLQPfEFexY94Yf-XRa0DzYLMZNhGokLUliM8J4y9mxYDkbe-iJubVrgzGJ4gcuT6FBGAbudd9dSKnX7lRoZ/s1600/cristmasss.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWDOrWxA7Qcdve5HBEuQ56xofoY12TA4lotzk-YpcsViqqrHXxV2w6MENcTVLQPfEFexY94Yf-XRa0DzYLMZNhGokLUliM8J4y9mxYDkbe-iJubVrgzGJ4gcuT6FBGAbudd9dSKnX7lRoZ/s320/cristmasss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695084262820166866" border="0" /></a>Cameron is always trying to get one of us to play chess with him. I've been trying to avoid it since he's been winning me lately. :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhit86LMmkk6989eYjjawi4msVcOHzBH2sbZfYmZ7gQgRo2vBzxtADqoJ8WEczamkyGxjcoXBN2P7GSBEVvCs_tJlTY7InnxfmzRpxRq8dXT9KN88D7e44VICTa29MLL27NCB4bGNM5bZ74/s1600/cristmas4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhit86LMmkk6989eYjjawi4msVcOHzBH2sbZfYmZ7gQgRo2vBzxtADqoJ8WEczamkyGxjcoXBN2P7GSBEVvCs_tJlTY7InnxfmzRpxRq8dXT9KN88D7e44VICTa29MLL27NCB4bGNM5bZ74/s320/cristmas4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695084247803858146" border="0" /></a>Don't let my cute little innocent girls fool you-they can definitely be little rascals.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm25BF2SwAaRVvvAPV0HuZIr1q1ZjJecS8RV03q0JD7rr8xS8nt7l7e_HAFrXNPtQVKJZpuJ10EfXU6VLGApIXraA799Pr2W_SKpTO2BNvL4TxF46WrzHJvRGAEpcDn07XEFRMvIB2Fo16/s1600/cristmas3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm25BF2SwAaRVvvAPV0HuZIr1q1ZjJecS8RV03q0JD7rr8xS8nt7l7e_HAFrXNPtQVKJZpuJ10EfXU6VLGApIXraA799Pr2W_SKpTO2BNvL4TxF46WrzHJvRGAEpcDn07XEFRMvIB2Fo16/s320/cristmas3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695089941087270242" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyJGKm9XJGvVU-X7IvX8SC40ONRfcyGqXD0CMRnp6jejeOZALnzUT-31MJixZz9xYdAmopiW-qiy77veG-CW43UnkQJjrUqpFXV2o1wsUrfYuM0jEprTl0Re6SoPx8WNWKmNuzkHnmLGt/s1600/cristmas3.jpg"><br /></a>Yep-that's Zachary's "proud" face. He's actually grown taller than my two nieces Ashley and Monica.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis7Ks-8pnmPtmC4c5nLguGw6lzusz7y0SJhh1ZcMKuviSOyrcMK-QpMejsfrydxWytMi3voZRqbEgIup1l6MN2YyBmYkS2QWlzwllgZxkOCAXuItwLOdLZtVQXS5XvJiZNWNayGsoFbUzN/s1600/familyparty2011+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis7Ks-8pnmPtmC4c5nLguGw6lzusz7y0SJhh1ZcMKuviSOyrcMK-QpMejsfrydxWytMi3voZRqbEgIup1l6MN2YyBmYkS2QWlzwllgZxkOCAXuItwLOdLZtVQXS5XvJiZNWNayGsoFbUzN/s320/familyparty2011+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695081495575576210" border="0" /></a>Ryan and Meagan hosted the Smith Family Christmas party. We made candy sleds and raced them down the stairs. Here's a pic of my mom making her sled.(YOu wouldn't beLIEVE who's sled kept winning the races)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_Io4MXWi143bAQmP3jQrsZWAc1xH1jUF2NjwUNHSCkhUNMIeTrWYd1MPoo-IEYFff8IMqSzjACUMkNF5n0zGox1iTsDwn5TGhIHCDVnCNlMm2AmPZsovyqD0CAuygyPAAiZxLry6L7g0/s1600/familyparty2011+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_Io4MXWi143bAQmP3jQrsZWAc1xH1jUF2NjwUNHSCkhUNMIeTrWYd1MPoo-IEYFff8IMqSzjACUMkNF5n0zGox1iTsDwn5TGhIHCDVnCNlMm2AmPZsovyqD0CAuygyPAAiZxLry6L7g0/s320/familyparty2011+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695081482436297794" border="0" /></a>Ryan tried to use his genius engineer brain to make a winning sled. Guess which one was his. Too bad he didn't win though. (he he)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlzhF3H4nvPita7T2zzCMBgM653fFGNdZBL9rtEDQX8v4aZDU9jhmq5V3HmwIv_dXYDA8_HCSh1L2CYKYuWvfZZNBo7U4AsOl7yBuRse7OXjV2k8g-YXgxjqowfvpfn9lLNXGqaEVojOJ/s1600/familyparty2011+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlzhF3H4nvPita7T2zzCMBgM653fFGNdZBL9rtEDQX8v4aZDU9jhmq5V3HmwIv_dXYDA8_HCSh1L2CYKYuWvfZZNBo7U4AsOl7yBuRse7OXjV2k8g-YXgxjqowfvpfn9lLNXGqaEVojOJ/s320/familyparty2011+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695081476422119138" border="0" /></a>This had to be my favorite. Angela and Thomas were quite creative. Thomas was just about to glue Angela's arms that were going to be waving over her head in the Fjelstead Flyer.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIZBdBDfg7K7mrF6WIpt-L3yEQUsljkYRSy22xo53jzY3C8DAOAUMP-mKa8OkQrHF0s5UHCAhYL2L2D6I3S9fJvJUWsJ0YCAoncWHoaQujV0TmnHTHrOqeTMOB68fWWyP6AwbUsmwnobE/s1600/familyparty2011+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwIZBdBDfg7K7mrF6WIpt-L3yEQUsljkYRSy22xo53jzY3C8DAOAUMP-mKa8OkQrHF0s5UHCAhYL2L2D6I3S9fJvJUWsJ0YCAoncWHoaQujV0TmnHTHrOqeTMOB68fWWyP6AwbUsmwnobE/s320/familyparty2011+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695081501376952946" border="0" /></a>Dad was the official gate starter. We had a yummy dinner and played some fun games. It was just nice to hang out with family and cousins getting to play together and of course kissing cute chunky babies.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPk1Lx9uZ9DMUEyjRRPRydjIoPN1evrdalgX-fUUQCja0f1GcJ_EibZvipojKpDRVjTV1EPOkOpYmuvOm1CPQgiw0EiJnmgE8Mk0ooSOIL0M66CM710-5j0YuFL3DCUdIU32RdbBOAu4z/s1600/christmas2011+152.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPk1Lx9uZ9DMUEyjRRPRydjIoPN1evrdalgX-fUUQCja0f1GcJ_EibZvipojKpDRVjTV1EPOkOpYmuvOm1CPQgiw0EiJnmgE8Mk0ooSOIL0M66CM710-5j0YuFL3DCUdIU32RdbBOAu4z/s320/christmas2011+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695080030873639650" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiTSVjcZ2zwd1Bkd_piG_lLxxhhQcEOKDi2Gf0Gy635E1iXERVC7Gv2_rPELtksYzpFoMjMmyOun1L2hkVHvb_Nhy8_Nr3sPugVZep-FUHQiGdksXjXyXtv2IMzQdSrxr-SQAWcB9FRr_/s1600/christmas2011+166.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimiTSVjcZ2zwd1Bkd_piG_lLxxhhQcEOKDi2Gf0Gy635E1iXERVC7Gv2_rPELtksYzpFoMjMmyOun1L2hkVHvb_Nhy8_Nr3sPugVZep-FUHQiGdksXjXyXtv2IMzQdSrxr-SQAWcB9FRr_/s320/christmas2011+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695081464922195042" border="0" /></a>If anybody has been in my house for the month of December-you KNOW I LOVE to decorate for Christmas. I love the all the sparkly, bright, lights and colors all around the house filled with Christmas music.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRPmhGl8nFtJxEDy9VD3nQcmv0fHwTS3kk0-weugoiIe3lNaqohQrWnf-sJNN5OkyC_PIDXrF4rqA9cXBoK8woksH6Zh5jA1liEhu6J1fqNqAi1JLAa9DQhObRDa_ZXLlzSVKdq8XqaaV/s1600/christmas2011+148.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRPmhGl8nFtJxEDy9VD3nQcmv0fHwTS3kk0-weugoiIe3lNaqohQrWnf-sJNN5OkyC_PIDXrF4rqA9cXBoK8woksH6Zh5jA1liEhu6J1fqNqAi1JLAa9DQhObRDa_ZXLlzSVKdq8XqaaV/s320/christmas2011+148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695080019731951474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYs9i1YLk3KlkuPAZkCfG-NTU1aqR6YaTHLxeniT68HaMp9-yuEzGqyDwDCBv-2C7l6zomEUwU3_us_IPB_hHNHvdxYhlB5bPUOFbBG0Wi2mihaPwU2VoBrvcn5YZbMuwBODgW0RIKfkEE/s1600/christmas2011+144.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYs9i1YLk3KlkuPAZkCfG-NTU1aqR6YaTHLxeniT68HaMp9-yuEzGqyDwDCBv-2C7l6zomEUwU3_us_IPB_hHNHvdxYhlB5bPUOFbBG0Wi2mihaPwU2VoBrvcn5YZbMuwBODgW0RIKfkEE/s320/christmas2011+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695080014927505890" border="0" /></a>The tradition in our family is to have a big dinner on Christmas Eve-I like to relax on Christmas Day. We had Risotto, steak, steamed veggies, salad, and yummy desserts.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwZ9oUuWodEsjLrRGkm5pIremvA90lOKoV9fk2YG1-EFQTwgFU8plW09ha6-4PswxOKD1dcJe38VKAMaDNGpFcrxnE9IIYPVaM1eS77cX00xZcat8xoIULWuvHqFGF_j2SvDNJ7Ho67up9/s1600/christmas2011+154.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwZ9oUuWodEsjLrRGkm5pIremvA90lOKoV9fk2YG1-EFQTwgFU8plW09ha6-4PswxOKD1dcJe38VKAMaDNGpFcrxnE9IIYPVaM1eS77cX00xZcat8xoIULWuvHqFGF_j2SvDNJ7Ho67up9/s320/christmas2011+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695080000941470306" border="0" /> </a>Like father-like son. Ethan loves to bond with his daddy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdIPlf_KepUnkEGXPNj5XyuWyQOx2-7YRVPb7eRbC7lu5AV6dG20ebNNaDq6QuAJDicEloxZLgfhElJl1m7MDqvmVuuMlPBpmul2GQQbRKQOoKl424GvxyrTpma7vuQms4Wll1HOZWtyrg/s1600/christmas2011+160.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdIPlf_KepUnkEGXPNj5XyuWyQOx2-7YRVPb7eRbC7lu5AV6dG20ebNNaDq6QuAJDicEloxZLgfhElJl1m7MDqvmVuuMlPBpmul2GQQbRKQOoKl424GvxyrTpma7vuQms4Wll1HOZWtyrg/s320/christmas2011+160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695079993146716258" border="0" /></a>Our traditional re-enactment of the Nativity Scene. UMMmm-sometimes not as reverent as it should be.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhn_4aqhDQSSGCLmeZELFaDtJkwh3m0L66TMjLChJjofQAurnyMZzusdcTuSAlKzEY6Zuxj7gBJYJJIBLoSkxNmaVnl9OOZcWXpJbK2fGPGBOOKQjUA0zZR2WhuoyrkYBhmAApg3MjG4f9/s1600/christmas2011+171.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhn_4aqhDQSSGCLmeZELFaDtJkwh3m0L66TMjLChJjofQAurnyMZzusdcTuSAlKzEY6Zuxj7gBJYJJIBLoSkxNmaVnl9OOZcWXpJbK2fGPGBOOKQjUA0zZR2WhuoyrkYBhmAApg3MjG4f9/s320/christmas2011+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695078208033080322" border="0" /></a>We shared Christmas Eve with Nana and Paw Paw. It was nice and the kids were excited to open an early Christmas present from them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35iQAaXy6Ly42e1bgqK76JAK96PwxW-3FOGG0NxreMMZMP7gm2rt2xCtYAcqszMmMMNBnA5hmEOxv9aPWbqpkN54CwDx3QXRh45hGXQ0EgQmJYndzGc3pg05cmwBZPPKiBjCJHuw3GxwA/s1600/christmas2011+179.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh35iQAaXy6Ly42e1bgqK76JAK96PwxW-3FOGG0NxreMMZMP7gm2rt2xCtYAcqszMmMMNBnA5hmEOxv9aPWbqpkN54CwDx3QXRh45hGXQ0EgQmJYndzGc3pg05cmwBZPPKiBjCJHuw3GxwA/s320/christmas2011+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695078195582883938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7q369KWbPvC2Y5uQnVFxKtWoE7HGaOaUxwkIDK8nvrko5vlIfA6RAj1HnDxhSnpLCGhN6d_EiEXIznVE-iYCEmR90yz-prVwHJTE0y835FRgwopxxn5UdLH8cdwoWG98Z-DjLcbSPlSk/s1600/christmas2011+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7q369KWbPvC2Y5uQnVFxKtWoE7HGaOaUxwkIDK8nvrko5vlIfA6RAj1HnDxhSnpLCGhN6d_EiEXIznVE-iYCEmR90yz-prVwHJTE0y835FRgwopxxn5UdLH8cdwoWG98Z-DjLcbSPlSk/s320/christmas2011+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695078185300695602" border="0" /></a>The kids seeing what Santa left them in their stockings. We had a great Christmas. Spoiled rotten. So grateful for all that we have. I especially got spoiled. My surprise (that the kids kept secret amazingly) was a plane ticket to California to visit some special family members. I was in SHOCK to say the least. Wes was so thoughtful and my kids were so excited. I had a little bit of mixed feelings. Excited but I was looking forward to spending time as a family since Wes had most of the week off and I knew I would miss them. But I had SOOOoooo much fun-I'll post about that later.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwD9DdOSHcEUlsFhqRGb36NOQzkkHGS6X05VvWPd1WKLcRfTV9XftFlv_PC6Yc1dsQPkWWMFSoUPrxAj4SMhYOit4tJKwA8qu4PGoHG9Kg8-umZQePS3ciApyauoix9na8Gxkz4wrMXKi/s1600/christmas2011+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwD9DdOSHcEUlsFhqRGb36NOQzkkHGS6X05VvWPd1WKLcRfTV9XftFlv_PC6Yc1dsQPkWWMFSoUPrxAj4SMhYOit4tJKwA8qu4PGoHG9Kg8-umZQePS3ciApyauoix9na8Gxkz4wrMXKi/s320/christmas2011+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695078169337489138" border="0" /></a>This was the girl's favorite present that they got from Santa. They had fun dancing with their new ballerina partners.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hf8tLKltKz-PewQxUJhZdYSOmpxzt99VDO9A1sm0W6TJINKPQtYXk4adkTd57_qkqIwueQCYAA6NBvOxoXeMlWqaRWuWv2jCUOjFxiEyQlGoczUNnGv3GcBnODc_brjBUXBCI9DQfgXm/s1600/christmas2011+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hf8tLKltKz-PewQxUJhZdYSOmpxzt99VDO9A1sm0W6TJINKPQtYXk4adkTd57_qkqIwueQCYAA6NBvOxoXeMlWqaRWuWv2jCUOjFxiEyQlGoczUNnGv3GcBnODc_brjBUXBCI9DQfgXm/s320/christmas2011+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695078162448649314" border="0" /></a>The kiddos all ready for in their new Christmas outfits for church. It was a nice sacrament. I sang in the choir a song and then in a quartet-we sang "Christ Child, Christ Child". I was a little worried because we only had one practice together the morning before and I am not familiar with this song but everyone said it sounded nice-there's no way Jesus would let us ruin his Birthday celebration :)Wes gave a really nice talk and the spirit was felt that special Christmas day. I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!!!! Hope you all had a VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS! WE love you all and are so grateful for this time of year, for family and friends and for the blessings of the gospel and the example and sacrifice of our Savior, Jesus Christ. With Love, Wes, Celeste, Zachary, Cameron, Jonathan, Hailey, Brooklyn, and Ethan.DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-55223171019692707082011-12-08T09:02:00.000-08:002011-12-08T10:09:13.654-08:00November 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83AGCO3wsCyLDJ8tMZsS_uDLjgVz-9N7Jry8Kb-nuDuEGLqOYtPrFUwwQCA3VuvhXCNsVoCs_KhU6_-pbJYcg5d_UgjLxODlxfoF_rP8WfDWohIcX2lGfdaY9GoBaAbbVmPAuJSu1LGBz/s1600/nov2011+044.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83AGCO3wsCyLDJ8tMZsS_uDLjgVz-9N7Jry8Kb-nuDuEGLqOYtPrFUwwQCA3VuvhXCNsVoCs_KhU6_-pbJYcg5d_UgjLxODlxfoF_rP8WfDWohIcX2lGfdaY9GoBaAbbVmPAuJSu1LGBz/s320/nov2011+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807868538736930" border="0" /></a>We were so excited for Thanksgiving this year. All of my sibling except for Cherisse's family :( were going to my parents this year. I love just hanging around and relaxing with family. On Friday we all decorated mini gingerbread houses. This kids got quite creative.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JSG9QekgVEdzMcb6DKlSIEK1asxcgzMHx3EuN6jWRpwXOd6BkO2xHVHBw9Gdk5DnB8Y5BAmUtimSu27PiS5YeNkNQWVveAZa3thEAbiU3TR0SA-vUPl72igf2790dvFtzorFU5zZ2eRD/s1600/nov2011+041.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JSG9QekgVEdzMcb6DKlSIEK1asxcgzMHx3EuN6jWRpwXOd6BkO2xHVHBw9Gdk5DnB8Y5BAmUtimSu27PiS5YeNkNQWVveAZa3thEAbiU3TR0SA-vUPl72igf2790dvFtzorFU5zZ2eRD/s320/nov2011+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807862993820098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdMh3R-sUC80g4fwhQfGDzJm_q5guC4ST4nis2azRBFu2DF98k1AslAGj78mV_M-smN30PmCgyi8V8zyY7vVn5Jrlm3B3Q6-5ch1dWoPUB8H-zcjpBdnUTZmF92CQPbX7XrQyFpXw9Q5dv/s1600/nov2011+042.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdMh3R-sUC80g4fwhQfGDzJm_q5guC4ST4nis2azRBFu2DF98k1AslAGj78mV_M-smN30PmCgyi8V8zyY7vVn5Jrlm3B3Q6-5ch1dWoPUB8H-zcjpBdnUTZmF92CQPbX7XrQyFpXw9Q5dv/s320/nov2011+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807410176930786" border="0" /></a>That's Beckam's proud smile. His daddy was a great architect and helped build the house and then he decorated it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhWnhzRv0av807Cw4iYcd5N51C-r80wirW4PvCrS0cW8vERLZWdGZqupTrPvoTbwDy3J59bphTViK6y7aAos6DhrvE2S5wMwCzX1ZCGPuW4z2b6tf7ocbaaM59tSk2lZv4g8G4CqG1XCI/s1600/nov2011+040.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhWnhzRv0av807Cw4iYcd5N51C-r80wirW4PvCrS0cW8vERLZWdGZqupTrPvoTbwDy3J59bphTViK6y7aAos6DhrvE2S5wMwCzX1ZCGPuW4z2b6tf7ocbaaM59tSk2lZv4g8G4CqG1XCI/s320/nov2011+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807401064953778" border="0" /></a>Maddy and Olivia did a great replica of the nativity scene. So cute!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkzwzWBvlEo5hZw38R2X2qctmZHoE9pMDbGzs0tnvbxIkggP5ClOAZMAcpZu89s0bkLzdGGJeQoAkBW5W_riAect2WtnjMES7ujR0zQ3xaFuu4NA8vDUDvoZjkhbX-BqKRRlSmyWvMlOM/s1600/nov2011+039.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkzwzWBvlEo5hZw38R2X2qctmZHoE9pMDbGzs0tnvbxIkggP5ClOAZMAcpZu89s0bkLzdGGJeQoAkBW5W_riAect2WtnjMES7ujR0zQ3xaFuu4NA8vDUDvoZjkhbX-BqKRRlSmyWvMlOM/s320/nov2011+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807392111481490" border="0" /></a>Brooklyn was lucky to have Aunt Meagan's help with her reindeer stall. Do you recognize Rudolph on the side?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmErjZMKCcgcRVNns4kLC6YEKh8edbw4h_T4Puo6Aj5arxrBt18SCoSGmCnCcDodyWlu7usxEX5oPImREr9-LyaaKAjzAWW71cSMEI7nMDBtvm5h-bxyXexePkP1azGjOPmp7gtaPS6nZR/s1600/nov2011+034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmErjZMKCcgcRVNns4kLC6YEKh8edbw4h_T4Puo6Aj5arxrBt18SCoSGmCnCcDodyWlu7usxEX5oPImREr9-LyaaKAjzAWW71cSMEI7nMDBtvm5h-bxyXexePkP1azGjOPmp7gtaPS6nZR/s320/nov2011+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807375455482098" border="0" /></a>This is such a fun project that even I couldn't help but have a go at it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRzgNRAYspLGCqKOEE8ol86CVkU6A74w3DKPTO7fSC_7CN8_sLnsuKY2Hv8wDWxPQaHHatFuODfbzpuKxl9_OPwICSPQDNUGWlZvGDE9MXZBpsfTrq7RAbrHsdb26iIWMcuZl0ijPjGJR/s1600/nov2011+033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlRzgNRAYspLGCqKOEE8ol86CVkU6A74w3DKPTO7fSC_7CN8_sLnsuKY2Hv8wDWxPQaHHatFuODfbzpuKxl9_OPwICSPQDNUGWlZvGDE9MXZBpsfTrq7RAbrHsdb26iIWMcuZl0ijPjGJR/s320/nov2011+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683806509361477074" border="0" />I think this should be a fun family holiday tradition to keep every year.</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzrwPTlU9RLH6xwXd7cDsVZ8i8iQ_pDf3xmdFe0BMHRitkA8tlRvDBnPdu3mH88jhlHhc71RbpYxum0ljOd9SHG4ozxZ3DsMbQeDT7tdWqQ6gOCiOHmDsqJnRlfwgNntvRuonq0DolZC2/s1600/nov2011+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNzrwPTlU9RLH6xwXd7cDsVZ8i8iQ_pDf3xmdFe0BMHRitkA8tlRvDBnPdu3mH88jhlHhc71RbpYxum0ljOd9SHG4ozxZ3DsMbQeDT7tdWqQ6gOCiOHmDsqJnRlfwgNntvRuonq0DolZC2/s320/nov2011+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683807370392198850" border="0" />This is the dinner table all set nice for Thanksgiving dinner. We had the works-Ham, turkey, stuffing, rolls, potatoes, gravy, corn, grandma's russion salad, green been casserole, fresh cranberry sauce, and of course yummy pies.</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDcrh8Ry8q5ospZP2Mv-I9LpHA8AKeL-viPdq2XK3_61hKML3noRwZNl1VJyf5Uz8vvwm1sg-rUIa9wOUQywHPynTvSd9_LDwwmme3LtNVDEzKVHzHWJI2OyFll7oz9g3kWt5JOmiK6QH/s1600/nov2011+028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTDcrh8Ry8q5ospZP2Mv-I9LpHA8AKeL-viPdq2XK3_61hKML3noRwZNl1VJyf5Uz8vvwm1sg-rUIa9wOUQywHPynTvSd9_LDwwmme3LtNVDEzKVHzHWJI2OyFll7oz9g3kWt5JOmiK6QH/s320/nov2011+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683806481111352930" border="0" />We had several tables set up to accomidate our growing family.</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXzFZQpJC90GOvCqrggNVHd2oXYwR7gUolYlJ2sqHS0cnYH7bsweDsUECwCu95tF5MQ_Pvr_sAz3KK9r_y2sQEeaTd9KgzdgJ-JEGfrYomvsfbtWtguS077iwuxipRVEcyXnXI2VEuEnO/s1600/nov2011+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXzFZQpJC90GOvCqrggNVHd2oXYwR7gUolYlJ2sqHS0cnYH7bsweDsUECwCu95tF5MQ_Pvr_sAz3KK9r_y2sQEeaTd9KgzdgJ-JEGfrYomvsfbtWtguS077iwuxipRVEcyXnXI2VEuEnO/s320/nov2011+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683806471365320738" border="0" /></a>Colby enjoying the Holiday football games.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintojBA5iwP-vbTNb1ZFCtWuwjNsaj3L7l6ZPa0e-glf9WW9vA8GwCM-Now0QoszckI3f56LuB2NcHNwI6kGbyOIhyjiQhVrBEiEpHQXFru2YvV23fSPa2s2XH98BWT69ZvuOisKeHoUrY/s1600/nov2011+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintojBA5iwP-vbTNb1ZFCtWuwjNsaj3L7l6ZPa0e-glf9WW9vA8GwCM-Now0QoszckI3f56LuB2NcHNwI6kGbyOIhyjiQhVrBEiEpHQXFru2YvV23fSPa2s2XH98BWT69ZvuOisKeHoUrY/s320/nov2011+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683806462970947074" border="0" /></a>Grandma hard at work finishing up Thanksgiving dinner.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjci7gOg2XNaMldfHZQ_mJw3M0ayUuL__-cHu9tP0gCdVD42wWcJKehtX7X80jrxe4NYHanIMMV_SrFKa1PbkF4ypmFhoy-IXKA7Hmlz_DNVv59CtFis2JiPw82Qf5pblQQQoGBXS2J9Rj3/s1600/nov2011+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjci7gOg2XNaMldfHZQ_mJw3M0ayUuL__-cHu9tP0gCdVD42wWcJKehtX7X80jrxe4NYHanIMMV_SrFKa1PbkF4ypmFhoy-IXKA7Hmlz_DNVv59CtFis2JiPw82Qf5pblQQQoGBXS2J9Rj3/s320/nov2011+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683805553162251538" border="0" /></a>Everyone helped and made it a special dinner.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMDLVdYUd677dXKUbD-EIHxAAqft7f2u5ys9yn8qbSnVusL2B6TuQ5_00Y0yIRhfZNIWRqPRzTCRapn7l0QUbfK1bMO4hPc1XYaIyQfXQplxs2feZYi2w-ChPTeKAiAyEMtS8M-Dpfs-p/s1600/nov2011+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXMDLVdYUd677dXKUbD-EIHxAAqft7f2u5ys9yn8qbSnVusL2B6TuQ5_00Y0yIRhfZNIWRqPRzTCRapn7l0QUbfK1bMO4hPc1XYaIyQfXQplxs2feZYi2w-ChPTeKAiAyEMtS8M-Dpfs-p/s320/nov2011+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683805546526605666" border="0" /></a>After the Thanksgiving Feast, the men went outside and shot dad's bow's.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNr95HVX6GjPplQ-ijk3s8gcGG58CO-ozpcZY7nfxUS6u-BcM_7FCbfwronp-CbfMuqiZ2hao2RBz_k9ElNPSFpkdumGSLsYQeBSvsS2jGSbHEmQP98gocalMcTojzfRmf97J9XCx49qKp/s1600/nov2011+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNr95HVX6GjPplQ-ijk3s8gcGG58CO-ozpcZY7nfxUS6u-BcM_7FCbfwronp-CbfMuqiZ2hao2RBz_k9ElNPSFpkdumGSLsYQeBSvsS2jGSbHEmQP98gocalMcTojzfRmf97J9XCx49qKp/s320/nov2011+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683805531504519522" border="0" /></a>Such a manly thing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iHuEfpJzZfWUqv4V4qdcPew-OWc8v9fZlNf7lVKFRKOnGfevVl4C3YeZJo9o8qgmFLnqQ0VjLt6l2ZStMS-Z0Ks0AvMwaCAIwcsM6J2R52RVTSelKEdooaaIkiX5Rl3Bbli9CkDhMx0S/s1600/nov2011+012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iHuEfpJzZfWUqv4V4qdcPew-OWc8v9fZlNf7lVKFRKOnGfevVl4C3YeZJo9o8qgmFLnqQ0VjLt6l2ZStMS-Z0Ks0AvMwaCAIwcsM6J2R52RVTSelKEdooaaIkiX5Rl3Bbli9CkDhMx0S/s320/nov2011+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683805518043309154" border="0" />This is one of the cutest (and mischievious) little guys ever! </a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmu74kkEblOWVzDz7JqjO8-I4fc6Xq3jRgKZ8w_o6zvUPTsTRa8jW28e_sc_tqpdIEt2QJ2zTaHjBndSZhQdtYm9NOrfxhJLz4S_HbbwrxE2rDYiUpCObwQEgFEL1TDCjqnlW9XxQBqrlT/s1600/nov2011+009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmu74kkEblOWVzDz7JqjO8-I4fc6Xq3jRgKZ8w_o6zvUPTsTRa8jW28e_sc_tqpdIEt2QJ2zTaHjBndSZhQdtYm9NOrfxhJLz4S_HbbwrxE2rDYiUpCObwQEgFEL1TDCjqnlW9XxQBqrlT/s320/nov2011+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683805514322371490" border="0" /></a>Aunt Meagan put a lot of effort and made the kids tables really special. Notice the pilgrim ship centerpiece, the pilgrim hat crayon holders and all the fun festive papers the kids colored while waiting for dinner. So Fun! You'll notice I have no more pictures after Friday. That's because everyone started dropping like flies with the flu. We were sorry that the week ended that way and we didn't make little Kalyn's baby blessing. It was so nice though to be with family. Love you guys and am so grateful for all my many blessings. We are so blessed!DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-69295163713256201142011-11-06T19:34:00.000-08:002011-11-06T21:05:15.219-08:00October 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisY1Tn18Dc8tyt_Vw-eT9eFbAABn7_sm8xy39BIBn1Y56pJZj85xfs_pZVQ8Tbk1txXqP5z0S2PCdXPXsl-SpHFm-IDQ_mu0FQp5gUyp2I4NrrXhm-RerK6yfYo1sYRq_0UX4aN9oH-J2_/s1600/October+2011+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisY1Tn18Dc8tyt_Vw-eT9eFbAABn7_sm8xy39BIBn1Y56pJZj85xfs_pZVQ8Tbk1txXqP5z0S2PCdXPXsl-SpHFm-IDQ_mu0FQp5gUyp2I4NrrXhm-RerK6yfYo1sYRq_0UX4aN9oH-J2_/s320/October+2011+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672094907930709938" border="0" /></a>A lot happened in October-mostly the end of the month-so I'm trying to remember what happened at the beginning. Zachary had his first band concert-they did well, let's just say Zac was practicing tonight and there was considerable improvement :) I'm glad he's learning a musical instrument since I wasn't very successful and getting him to play the piano. Jonathan tured 9! My cousin Dayne got married in the Salt Lake temple that day so he got to spend it with me and extended family. He wanted a Lemon Meringue Pie-so thank you to Mrs. Marie Callender! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggK6mkLAj-Vl28xmIhKxUzzJIE1Dv9mK2N-dBQGiwADUWrpFG7btStcBT4viY_UPif1k1RKj-x-AfcTQOSZTflPbDQPFuT0nCEVdh7W_axg7MlglMzpojW7kuwkS5AyN760TEFGMvsQj1p/s1600/October+2011+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggK6mkLAj-Vl28xmIhKxUzzJIE1Dv9mK2N-dBQGiwADUWrpFG7btStcBT4viY_UPif1k1RKj-x-AfcTQOSZTflPbDQPFuT0nCEVdh7W_axg7MlglMzpojW7kuwkS5AyN760TEFGMvsQj1p/s320/October+2011+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672094906205637666" border="0" /></a>Alisa had her baby mid month. She is a little cutie. Alisa did well and is adjusting with the new life of motherhood it seems. We went up and got to see her the day she got home from the hospital. Crystal and her boys were also down(Colby was at the BYU game of course:) And then we went and ate some ice cream at the Y's creamery-Mmmmm! Short visit- but nice.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcYUH4SvG0oCeQ7LlgPW_18AIUw7IPy-C7YOaBxSxabjHXtT8L4noaZCf9p3uLXWGvzzCGHU9N27Ry4BLN1VXsEzfHiOtPiUcWUN2Ho9kUJEjPgVIOG-DCfoumCWnHV0wcq_JylIkTda7/s1600/October+2011+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglcYUH4SvG0oCeQ7LlgPW_18AIUw7IPy-C7YOaBxSxabjHXtT8L4noaZCf9p3uLXWGvzzCGHU9N27Ry4BLN1VXsEzfHiOtPiUcWUN2Ho9kUJEjPgVIOG-DCfoumCWnHV0wcq_JylIkTda7/s320/October+2011+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672094895292460642" border="0" /></a>The annual carving of the Pumpkin! The girls and Ethan couldn't get enough of the pumpkin "guts". Squishing it through their fingers, sliding their arms across the big pile's laid onto a cookie sheet-they had fun. Ethan had a kick when we'd turn the lights off with each Jack O lantern with a candle in it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwdsfUnasnoiXWMER-J0CZXxBi-b7ZceyITLOr3qECA-_OuxOB-AJmmLhqL3ciDrssNzzDmZNNvKxB3piqnyD5osL-_lnUy7Ch8aey_suxgO4BQR6pdYasm-1GUX3O_zTmc7oPmt6wEphw/s1600/October+2011+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwdsfUnasnoiXWMER-J0CZXxBi-b7ZceyITLOr3qECA-_OuxOB-AJmmLhqL3ciDrssNzzDmZNNvKxB3piqnyD5osL-_lnUy7Ch8aey_suxgO4BQR6pdYasm-1GUX3O_zTmc7oPmt6wEphw/s320/October+2011+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672094892156697330" border="0" /></a><br />Wes surprised me with tickets to Odyssey Dance's Halloween program- THRILLER!! Freaky, enthralling, morbid, genius- As you can see, I'm a little torn up on my person critique of the performance. I do NOT enjoy scary stuff, I haven't been to any type of Haunted forest, house, or maze since college- BUT- they were such beautiful, talented, dancers-AMAZING! Here a glimpse of what we saw-http://www.odysseydance.com/thriller2010slc.html<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdxiXa1XjhGq_pKxl4PqjTjip-rbwSRVEQEss2LBKPiE5UHCm5vegN4e1HJfEl9wVKKJWrKIgv9iMnMB8U8Ey1GyrcwfAc04kXMnMN_gT5DKTfkf9yxfwQ4Iv-xecWM0VMXBmmAB2ngkm/s1600/October+2011+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEdxiXa1XjhGq_pKxl4PqjTjip-rbwSRVEQEss2LBKPiE5UHCm5vegN4e1HJfEl9wVKKJWrKIgv9iMnMB8U8Ey1GyrcwfAc04kXMnMN_gT5DKTfkf9yxfwQ4Iv-xecWM0VMXBmmAB2ngkm/s320/October+2011+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672093701095652834" border="0" /></a>Soooo. . . . . we had our first broken bone in the McKinney house. Halloween morning I was running around getting all the kids costumes on, hair done, make-up, breakfast, a little last minute sewing, etc. I was just finishing up a few last minute things -like taking pictures of the kids right before they walked out the door to the bus because I didn't know how long some of their costumes would hold up. Just then I heard a thud and Ethan crying-which by the way is a daily occurance pretty much. The kids said that he had fallen off the kitchen counter, so-a lot more concerned I started looking and feeling over his head for any bumps etc. I laid him on the couch, and that's when I noticed-his arm was visibly deformed-"Broken!" I gasped, "His arm is BROKEN!" The kids were by then walking out the door, but as soon as they heard that, turned around to come back. "GO!" I yelled. "GO to the bus!" I didn't think it would help them at all seeing his arm and I just couldn't handle all the kids with me knowing I would be rushing him to the ER. They ran out while I ran around like a chicken with its head cut off. Little Ethan's face had just turned white like a ghost-I found the phone-and called Wes-No answer! What the heck-pick UP! I then started wondering if I called 911 if they could get him to pick up his phone-No, that was just crazy thinking-so I called again-He picked up-and then I fell apart. Crying, helpless, sobbing. He said he'd meet me at the ER. I then ran around some more. "A hankerchief, I need a hankerchief!" I'd worked @ scout camps long enough to know that I could help stabalize his arm somehow with a hankerchief. I found one-but still not knowing exactly what I was going to do because I didn't want to hurt him-Just then-a knock at the door. It was my godsend neighbor NURSE extrordinaire-Jill had come to my rescue. Calm, collective, experienced, she secured his arm, calmed me down, and buckled him into my car. She had been at the bus stop when my kids announced the drama happening at home. A tender mercy! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ33yhyphenhyphenkjsnL3BujZNjh4yPcdXpkkDkaKOXlx6tHHbr5Lk6HBmnZ-fmfFDPJQDS5E3VgZT4yAtQnq7hINouMfZslasbjB9TKhjoI0S4_MU5zZ4cXKJc_SxdNGrZ29c5UdhUWwD-3JTUXvS/s1600/October+2011+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ33yhyphenhyphenkjsnL3BujZNjh4yPcdXpkkDkaKOXlx6tHHbr5Lk6HBmnZ-fmfFDPJQDS5E3VgZT4yAtQnq7hINouMfZslasbjB9TKhjoI0S4_MU5zZ4cXKJc_SxdNGrZ29c5UdhUWwD-3JTUXvS/s320/October+2011+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672093682870840578" border="0" /></a>Ethan broke both his radius and ulna. He had a small contusion on his head which I believe if his hand hadn't broken the fall-his head would have-and I don't even want to think what could have happened. We had an older more experienced Dr-I had complete confidence in his skills. They had to sedate him but were able to set his arm in a pretty timely manner. I was worried that Ethan would be miserable for awhile but he seemed to be his same old self in no time-trying to climb and jump on furniture-AGAIN-but with one arm. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhagehRYPtm5L4xlI7Z-aIUApUbQK3CkuuPBrjBid4RQxiioLkBIZILb0W2e8s952ojBiBphdK-_U5ct_4w_0KLCahRwpD2iSR3ElL-kXc6Q2GcgFHM2a9w6behAk3ohK0DveUqKaARXUm1/s1600/October+2011+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhagehRYPtm5L4xlI7Z-aIUApUbQK3CkuuPBrjBid4RQxiioLkBIZILb0W2e8s952ojBiBphdK-_U5ct_4w_0KLCahRwpD2iSR3ElL-kXc6Q2GcgFHM2a9w6behAk3ohK0DveUqKaARXUm1/s320/October+2011+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672093681550141778" border="0" /></a>This experience made me appreciate the good health of my children-this was such a traumatic experience for me-because-it is a RARE occurance for me. I have compassion for those that have to watch their children suffer or worry about their children's health and safety on a daily basis. I'm grateful for caring neighbors, skilled and knowledgeable Dr's, the priesthood(Wes gave him a blessing), insurance, the Comforter, and a loving Heavenly Father.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM-AWxlizvDkg_WlLOqnZLgjtAxZtKeTKNbUovhQLL3lMBGerO_1m2uhuukiFqDwI1xysUpvQVnI0So4PWfeRDyPDxFrPtXjW6KKOW4CiLd-0nE0iM43FUKveF_HqsXqjRgdxfkZEYaNW/s1600/October+2011+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM-AWxlizvDkg_WlLOqnZLgjtAxZtKeTKNbUovhQLL3lMBGerO_1m2uhuukiFqDwI1xysUpvQVnI0So4PWfeRDyPDxFrPtXjW6KKOW4CiLd-0nE0iM43FUKveF_HqsXqjRgdxfkZEYaNW/s320/October+2011+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672093675100408130" border="0" /></a>I don't have pictures of everybody because of the little fiasco but Brooklyn was a pirate, Hailey was a French Maid, Cameron was a nerd, Jonny was a clown, Zach was. . . .??? Ethan was Batman.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcVwXCZ0r9U2Chxeilwt3CHSn1ufq9AgIAJriIBcOA1MmRzStDIIWcP1BnA31J15B9QkBhoP5xwwbILsw2gYbYZ3pON0xshkRBF5lebQ3INQQSatjt_N8iLiwnO-XgEDFJi11f7gPZk-Y/s1600/October+2011+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcVwXCZ0r9U2Chxeilwt3CHSn1ufq9AgIAJriIBcOA1MmRzStDIIWcP1BnA31J15B9QkBhoP5xwwbILsw2gYbYZ3pON0xshkRBF5lebQ3INQQSatjt_N8iLiwnO-XgEDFJi11f7gPZk-Y/s320/October+2011+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672093666047760226" border="0" /></a>I decided to be Queen of the Nile for the night. I had "Walk Like an Egyptian" playing in my front room and told all the trick-or-treaters if they wanted a treat they had to "dance" or walk like an egyptian from the front door to the candy platter-HE HE-it was FUN! I liked having a little power -HA! WEll, that was the last day of the month-a long day!DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-55059130793713823372011-10-02T16:20:00.000-07:002011-10-02T16:46:55.261-07:00Little Man's Birthday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_O1bBEah99kXbtqBW6GeXXKhf7Y6EUNAGfRLXq0AI3Bfu2C4xH2srL25FwsRntpNwy5fOnSLRGfH_cW_gBhmcXDQ4weWZE-9ZuGUwQeSIVywmN2THY8DafssCrVImrWSbqbFKOinBN2Gr/s1600/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_O1bBEah99kXbtqBW6GeXXKhf7Y6EUNAGfRLXq0AI3Bfu2C4xH2srL25FwsRntpNwy5fOnSLRGfH_cW_gBhmcXDQ4weWZE-9ZuGUwQeSIVywmN2THY8DafssCrVImrWSbqbFKOinBN2Gr/s320/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659039391004407810" border="0" /></a>Yep! It's official-my baby is no longer a baby anymore. Ethan turned the BIG Terrible 2 on Thursday. It doesn't take much to make a 2 year old happy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pSH_pqBZ1UVIRklMJgHUgDbCQvv1LYzFYS0XK6mdQrlPKafe8sn6aAAw18GAn2hjwUGQRPWSZRX0kzf8nbdXgE31YShriO-WQg-FuW1uXFh3m3sxTtc01UyFqPpK2ESIOJs-x9ipntJf/s1600/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0pSH_pqBZ1UVIRklMJgHUgDbCQvv1LYzFYS0XK6mdQrlPKafe8sn6aAAw18GAn2hjwUGQRPWSZRX0kzf8nbdXgE31YShriO-WQg-FuW1uXFh3m3sxTtc01UyFqPpK2ESIOJs-x9ipntJf/s320/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659039387406966274" border="0" /></a>He loved his "Vroom, Vroom" cake and kept sneaking in the fridge so he could look at it-though he didn't care much for eating it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACDJhqClb90ku2uRXN2Jp3Lg-IrfcSAeMQCoi0JkNjT87im_Cy-8eVhyphenhyphenF7_14GosJZrtEEB93Rpim_HZ0YgtXmllnbb5qfKhMRjVt2Uv_DHr1Wd8V2zAu6K2Niufm6Coq3sA9TZxOSxc_/s1600/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhACDJhqClb90ku2uRXN2Jp3Lg-IrfcSAeMQCoi0JkNjT87im_Cy-8eVhyphenhyphenF7_14GosJZrtEEB93Rpim_HZ0YgtXmllnbb5qfKhMRjVt2Uv_DHr1Wd8V2zAu6K2Niufm6Coq3sA9TZxOSxc_/s320/ethan%2527s+2nd+birthday+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659039384960995042" border="0" /></a>He kept saying "MMmmmm" as he was shoveling his favorite-mashed potatoes and gravy-into his mouth.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PTyuBHdmYUoAeZWFbCES1EbFW5bVwSqihSnVprkusnhyphenhyphenC9I2jMb0vcBTT6wO0X0m1wLcP4x6TF20-EVsX6RLpjVEITBSEyaNAclk1d5jcTrwlpM9m6KEhhOQQSJZCcGCdvQcbUQybzzs/s1600/alisababyshower+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PTyuBHdmYUoAeZWFbCES1EbFW5bVwSqihSnVprkusnhyphenhyphenC9I2jMb0vcBTT6wO0X0m1wLcP4x6TF20-EVsX6RLpjVEITBSEyaNAclk1d5jcTrwlpM9m6KEhhOQQSJZCcGCdvQcbUQybzzs/s320/alisababyshower+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659039383284101762" border="0" /></a>This is his soccer friend Levi who he runs around with. We watched him one day and Ethan and him were like little twinners. Levi was born three weeks earlier than Ethan so they are very similar in their likes, personalities, facial expressions etc.--well, except Levi can say complete clear words and sentences and Ethan still talks jibberish. He loves cars, Elmo, balls, his mommy (and her hair), wrestling his brothers and dad, and being his sisters play pet. He is a monkey and will climb up whatever he can get a toe hold on. He loves to eat hot dogs, eggs, mashed potatoes and chicken nuggets. His sippy cup filled with milk is like a crutch to him-I swear sometimes he might as well just have a bottle. He is the gatorade skifer at soccer games. It's really embarrassing when one of the boys teammates catches Ethan drinking out of their Gatorade bottle. He is a boy's boy!!! The crooked neck squash have become great guns-he loves to find bugs and man handle them or squish them with his fingers. He loves throwing rocks or running as fast as he can from his mom down the road. We love our Ethan and so grateful that he is a part of our family-stinker pot and all. Happy Birthday Ethan!DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-21431038202748497612011-09-28T22:00:00.000-07:002011-09-28T22:21:58.110-07:00September 2011-Alisa's baby shower<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NLpHn4ZHafDOpvuwPIjpWcrLRrDtoyrRPIYKLwIMPAbeR5aQoazisn6-W1DFgbVyiy2BK7CytMKra7RuzKhiKY54khtbjWJ3I00I9PD8offXvBoaYCV41GMLPXMmxTRz56TcTK3aXzOI/s1600/alisababyshower+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4NLpHn4ZHafDOpvuwPIjpWcrLRrDtoyrRPIYKLwIMPAbeR5aQoazisn6-W1DFgbVyiy2BK7CytMKra7RuzKhiKY54khtbjWJ3I00I9PD8offXvBoaYCV41GMLPXMmxTRz56TcTK3aXzOI/s320/alisababyshower+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657644152796113842" border="0" /></a>Other than the craziness of every day life-like starting my dance classes etc, September has been pretty filled with just day to day stuff. Saturday we had a baby shower for Alisa. It was a great turnout! It was nice to see everyone. We had a nice lunch(chicken penne pink sauce, salad, bread, cheesecake w/ a peach raspberry topping and a cake that I made with fondant and rice crispy treats) Look how cute and little Alisa's belly is. So excited for her!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDoMd6T9FQVHdiFcVN9Mw-bKUaRq1eVYjMAkQFDRAMt3jG8DblPzEnZHF7gJWHfI7sWAf8p-L0knSVr4vMVic0F_qELmjh4VQuYfhVSxKMqmYWgvA4bVxlyS0cIKECfxKnjQvnAWYPIYC/s1600/alisababyshower+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDoMd6T9FQVHdiFcVN9Mw-bKUaRq1eVYjMAkQFDRAMt3jG8DblPzEnZHF7gJWHfI7sWAf8p-L0knSVr4vMVic0F_qELmjh4VQuYfhVSxKMqmYWgvA4bVxlyS0cIKECfxKnjQvnAWYPIYC/s320/alisababyshower+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643946690009746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuHSO8F_vRBqw4FRRS0bR1aDZ-DAQeg3mFZOizGdus_tmPTgoD_27dZhWIS19ZXRPhNjf-GuPHw0oNlyfDPA3wy86vgfFGKURttdJehh9OJRQE41lHEWzIONh4TjhfZ0-fABDmxh5908m/s1600/alisababyshower+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBuHSO8F_vRBqw4FRRS0bR1aDZ-DAQeg3mFZOizGdus_tmPTgoD_27dZhWIS19ZXRPhNjf-GuPHw0oNlyfDPA3wy86vgfFGKURttdJehh9OJRQE41lHEWzIONh4TjhfZ0-fABDmxh5908m/s320/alisababyshower+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643940343075586" border="0" /></a>Grandma Childers is so great to always come and be apart of family festivities. She is so helpful and we'll just clean clean clean. I'm glad she got to just sit and relax for a second.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcoRAWwQ9fWEWSfrUTQYLZ6H1niNeCZmascE25owIY-jVTy0uAMjAn9oc7d2f4Wzjq42Ii24J7jH3v76SdgvEV5PzSwc7VCqdO5_rbeRHpPaa1bJAcjHLloBlpI-TYNW36KEd-zYvk5Yf0/s1600/alisababyshower+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcoRAWwQ9fWEWSfrUTQYLZ6H1niNeCZmascE25owIY-jVTy0uAMjAn9oc7d2f4Wzjq42Ii24J7jH3v76SdgvEV5PzSwc7VCqdO5_rbeRHpPaa1bJAcjHLloBlpI-TYNW36KEd-zYvk5Yf0/s320/alisababyshower+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643559788311746" border="0" /></a>I got to cuddle with Cute little chubby chunky Hyram-Thanks Meagan for sharing!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZVIiXvWTgzUkaBGZxJnKsOEO0cO2gwPLWeTKRlKB-Xe7XEveHKxDQiiITYNAsg73Sv3WsD_1PoXw3l05uhnecujnVnCEf1ZkT24B3KOn1tjULZkzjkYeoQVkuVsARlvZqah3UfyHrG5A/s1600/alisababyshower+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZVIiXvWTgzUkaBGZxJnKsOEO0cO2gwPLWeTKRlKB-Xe7XEveHKxDQiiITYNAsg73Sv3WsD_1PoXw3l05uhnecujnVnCEf1ZkT24B3KOn1tjULZkzjkYeoQVkuVsARlvZqah3UfyHrG5A/s320/alisababyshower+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643554293484738" border="0" /></a>Hyram was getting some one on one time with his new cousin - Ahh, look how good of a mommy Alisa will be.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEOWNr9yGj_THsw29kg6CvAw7MaK7gDciNT2zLBXKld-VIEBVujDP6eIdnmbcvOUvScY7v848YkCIY25p4eiUp-i7DWyRZ2KUN2zuAW24YO_l6MxBQ0eHqn1cw4QAKpRFem3ott4jgZIsm/s1600/alisababyshower+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEOWNr9yGj_THsw29kg6CvAw7MaK7gDciNT2zLBXKld-VIEBVujDP6eIdnmbcvOUvScY7v848YkCIY25p4eiUp-i7DWyRZ2KUN2zuAW24YO_l6MxBQ0eHqn1cw4QAKpRFem3ott4jgZIsm/s320/alisababyshower+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643552096155122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU79IjcuyFRAN_UvTVNCmYRh0TjCbrExZvKvz1UJDPKw0lVg0_42Lefh-k0X2Ii_jTGqk296-Az9qRLnZOietuBEhnXMvlIB5JB7Qm9LbxoQCDvONohjsF8oaURXfcrWgyl2ew7syMYzpb/s1600/alisababyshower+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU79IjcuyFRAN_UvTVNCmYRh0TjCbrExZvKvz1UJDPKw0lVg0_42Lefh-k0X2Ii_jTGqk296-Az9qRLnZOietuBEhnXMvlIB5JB7Qm9LbxoQCDvONohjsF8oaURXfcrWgyl2ew7syMYzpb/s320/alisababyshower+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643547530669858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGT0IfWtj4mdHHyJqsUc_ygBocCsPqoQopwNLkq2yikoncZpdo_8uQAPpynyErEhIyZtWN7tkuCytkLWFXsT-ZUr7-cj4ZTftdoGm2ixqG-58JnGkPy5-_XECh192oIDhvDnYMmktnPxe/s1600/alisababyshower+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGT0IfWtj4mdHHyJqsUc_ygBocCsPqoQopwNLkq2yikoncZpdo_8uQAPpynyErEhIyZtWN7tkuCytkLWFXsT-ZUr7-cj4ZTftdoGm2ixqG-58JnGkPy5-_XECh192oIDhvDnYMmktnPxe/s320/alisababyshower+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657643536338923330" border="0" /></a>OH, and by the way, did I mention my sister Melanie was dating someone, Seriously!?!?!? I know!! I can't see it either-kissing, hugging, holding hands-Yup, that would be MELANIE!( he he he he)DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-16955589991360588812011-09-28T20:54:00.000-07:002011-09-28T22:00:24.443-07:00August 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdTQVuTVgB_Tpg234tWcemXu58kAesK3Yapi5RwptW74WIxLuDmePb8r6nXc6i_1Q8RMRrzlu_osGFulc04imlCvMSnpRL7ELB0kSjE8NOJU7aQd0iK4uwPS7e-SB2QoJt-PjGk5gQ9yJ6/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+087.jpg"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oLxNjV-MpaCF07LEZNGwaBs7jDTRwsRDoTN61-5oaMlIdMuAMH-9d-1E3QDGJzQoclLpRvK-yV-3ADzhZaU7jiB5YigeN2BlI9wM93387mMQRBnYWNxYhyphenhyphen6oI2TJ36weW2povPhU8U4F/s1600/birthdays2011+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oLxNjV-MpaCF07LEZNGwaBs7jDTRwsRDoTN61-5oaMlIdMuAMH-9d-1E3QDGJzQoclLpRvK-yV-3ADzhZaU7jiB5YigeN2BlI9wM93387mMQRBnYWNxYhyphenhyphen6oI2TJ36weW2povPhU8U4F/s320/birthdays2011+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657626344542687394" border="0" /></a>August is the McKinney Clan's Birthday Bash Month. Cameron started out our August with a BANG! Big boy turned 11 on the 1st. He takes after his mom and wanted a cheescake for his birthday.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMbqFcgEZLbt92P3lDr73lH1G92noHoZvyhnLBYMaNT06dndgtT9t2bcW24nFQMODYiHAHD6Gs86KdZKvdN10oVo2GJcs16h4hE-6NeVWPqaF6Q_y4UliC4ALJl5SF_mk6dNY4lSn0ymZQ/s1600/birthdays2011+047.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMbqFcgEZLbt92P3lDr73lH1G92noHoZvyhnLBYMaNT06dndgtT9t2bcW24nFQMODYiHAHD6Gs86KdZKvdN10oVo2GJcs16h4hE-6NeVWPqaF6Q_y4UliC4ALJl5SF_mk6dNY4lSn0ymZQ/s320/birthdays2011+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657626351110668706" border="0" /></a>Miss Priss Hailey turned 7 on the 11th. Her Aunt Angie spoiled her with sunglasses and all other COOL accessories. She was walking around the house struttin and saying "I'm pop u lar" (roll eyes-sigh) Anyways, she wanted a mermaid cake so the girls and I had fun putting this Little Mermaid cake together.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2L43-AkQHHLFyPkER7yFxY_NrQskSaLcYJfRDQjP5PjBu2o0R4WB6J0ia9dGd45N9DiAJZd0a0SWYTh5I-1kdPzyvr9k77vhO5031WS2KC-XfFlPz-X5wFCwKbzCfBTjaMlSb90EIT0L/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+060.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2L43-AkQHHLFyPkER7yFxY_NrQskSaLcYJfRDQjP5PjBu2o0R4WB6J0ia9dGd45N9DiAJZd0a0SWYTh5I-1kdPzyvr9k77vhO5031WS2KC-XfFlPz-X5wFCwKbzCfBTjaMlSb90EIT0L/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657626355388574898" border="0" /></a>Miss Brooky Wooky turned the BIG 5. I can't believe she's now old enough to go to school. She is so excited and I'm sure will be filling some big pants with those little legs-she's one smart little cookie. She wanted an ice cream cake-we still haven't had her friend birthday party(or Zac's-I think I'll combine them somehow to make life a little easier)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgloVGfDDOPqs_OG08zFDzEPFc9wmxXtHaHJjKlNj4We3pB0RPtEcERD_c05Rd9IkAQMHcbcR0psKmWKxidJRgtmtTtT4KeUTnkkagGxGXR9D8vni2dABgdTNNOLIQBbbjx09-Yk55fwif7/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgloVGfDDOPqs_OG08zFDzEPFc9wmxXtHaHJjKlNj4We3pB0RPtEcERD_c05Rd9IkAQMHcbcR0psKmWKxidJRgtmtTtT4KeUTnkkagGxGXR9D8vni2dABgdTNNOLIQBbbjx09-Yk55fwif7/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657626352195440338" border="0" /></a>School started-I couldn't tell really if I was excited for it to start or not. I don't mind that I don't have kids trashin the house and fighting every other minute-but-the responsibility of making sure 5 kids are doing their homework-especially a 7th grader-gives me a headache to say the least. If all we did is sit around the house after school that would be one thing but I have three kids in comp soccer, three in scouts, Zac in SBO, me RS and dance, and who knows were Wes is and what he's doing most of the time(work and bishoping of course)-I swear we're NEVER home.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zD6BNrGHVUSmF9j3yUB8xpO8DBDinkJBTZs98xzwWm71JmjWm8qzjbdhUIObuKL-1W_8bMHLqrHwvUQtJq31ylSFvKFzm2-aXa_o0xvCws8mSHw9wvzWRQ6_RDR8UAoYdtoN-yzzhk_f/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+094.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zD6BNrGHVUSmF9j3yUB8xpO8DBDinkJBTZs98xzwWm71JmjWm8qzjbdhUIObuKL-1W_8bMHLqrHwvUQtJq31ylSFvKFzm2-aXa_o0xvCws8mSHw9wvzWRQ6_RDR8UAoYdtoN-yzzhk_f/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657626359436118098" border="0" /></a>Anyways, it started, and the kids seemed pretty excited and ready for a new year. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEc4Fj9UTTZCojquvNs8rOlUbGzWWSbnHaFVdGSMqKXuTHNeS3A7lflst6R57UO42Zc_f2sxvNnTr13K5TFNj_APD8WSRj2PVakCOJHbBJNkr3DXCrKC0G6pVIgNhb9KOAfCG1mgNQG3k6/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+097.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEc4Fj9UTTZCojquvNs8rOlUbGzWWSbnHaFVdGSMqKXuTHNeS3A7lflst6R57UO42Zc_f2sxvNnTr13K5TFNj_APD8WSRj2PVakCOJHbBJNkr3DXCrKC0G6pVIgNhb9KOAfCG1mgNQG3k6/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657628461828391362" border="0" /></a>I kept forgetting to take a pic of Zac before he left for school, my brain isn't quite functioning properly when he gets up and leaves for the bus in the mornings. I finally remembered and got a pic while he was eating breakfast.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit-TbDnNEBRvjcIvXhdDF8qAC_eZ80ByQMAeAMDEKX-qDkvVKE9N5Txxflgf9E-VaJPiszVAzg1HeuOIOVQR5LZo_FT2zyec5BpP_bDF9bbxeMA5n6eVdKgHms9a2ldZR30OxsPETFS4L5/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+074.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit-TbDnNEBRvjcIvXhdDF8qAC_eZ80ByQMAeAMDEKX-qDkvVKE9N5Txxflgf9E-VaJPiszVAzg1HeuOIOVQR5LZo_FT2zyec5BpP_bDF9bbxeMA5n6eVdKgHms9a2ldZR30OxsPETFS4L5/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657628471678421842" border="0" /></a>The end of August we had our Smith Family Reunion. We booked the old(built in like 1910) Whitaker Cabin down by Smith Morehouse. Both my grandparents and parents had spent their honeymoon there so I was excited to see it. Needless to say it's changed a little. They built around the existing log cabin but all the original log framing and some of the original windows were there. They had plumbing-two bathrooms, and a nice kitchen added on to the old porch. There was like 14 full size beds.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxxDNj-Hki30taqz6Vq9VHMOAxfG34cFld9X_dptdvRCrnzNXB4hIpMg3cR7TY2WdYddyWG37_Gm-bmd_CnTYr5RQYMVfjhQO9IoZ81L354h2i939ao-YSggKTJ1Hgujo1xx8TE8E6U6i/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+052.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFxxDNj-Hki30taqz6Vq9VHMOAxfG34cFld9X_dptdvRCrnzNXB4hIpMg3cR7TY2WdYddyWG37_Gm-bmd_CnTYr5RQYMVfjhQO9IoZ81L354h2i939ao-YSggKTJ1Hgujo1xx8TE8E6U6i/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657628468866227778" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQr-R7kpenpmaPG0FC8e_H_2ELipw3l6ZtZNNMTZB61oSIZbvduy82ov4GF4Jigq0IJ5wG4uiVBx_KssqQaJAZ_RSLVeXVgdytWkHrFao5qaQ7Z8P92M-PZEQwkkn3RF1tPYbYr1yEElND/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+078.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQr-R7kpenpmaPG0FC8e_H_2ELipw3l6ZtZNNMTZB61oSIZbvduy82ov4GF4Jigq0IJ5wG4uiVBx_KssqQaJAZ_RSLVeXVgdytWkHrFao5qaQ7Z8P92M-PZEQwkkn3RF1tPYbYr1yEElND/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657639042679931442" border="0" /></a>We went to the lake and had a great afternoon. Here Angela is sporting our Lady Gaga life vest.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7DMmXrCTG0UZ_fCS4qQHMkjPHb4Gbfq12jRp4HEOkGlw5w_yOQ3M61-KTbvBR0yyvwxmtiBswCVtA4ALNmoxnGKXsuvBU-NLS-GVK5POTj1HibuS7Y0hfNb-eV2V4wzxb5d4KnuY8AlU/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7DMmXrCTG0UZ_fCS4qQHMkjPHb4Gbfq12jRp4HEOkGlw5w_yOQ3M61-KTbvBR0yyvwxmtiBswCVtA4ALNmoxnGKXsuvBU-NLS-GVK5POTj1HibuS7Y0hfNb-eV2V4wzxb5d4KnuY8AlU/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657628463122360786" border="0" /></a>We had a nice time just chillin and relaxing and enjoying each other's company and good food.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdTQVuTVgB_Tpg234tWcemXu58kAesK3Yapi5RwptW74WIxLuDmePb8r6nXc6i_1Q8RMRrzlu_osGFulc04imlCvMSnpRL7ELB0kSjE8NOJU7aQd0iK4uwPS7e-SB2QoJt-PjGk5gQ9yJ6/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+087.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdTQVuTVgB_Tpg234tWcemXu58kAesK3Yapi5RwptW74WIxLuDmePb8r6nXc6i_1Q8RMRrzlu_osGFulc04imlCvMSnpRL7ELB0kSjE8NOJU7aQd0iK4uwPS7e-SB2QoJt-PjGk5gQ9yJ6/s320/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657639041735784578" border="0" /></a>The night we returned home the kids were making fun of their sister Hailey because her forehead was swollen from a bug bid and they called her Quasi Modo. The next morning when she woke up her right eye was completely swollen shut-poor girl. She looked so pitiful. I'm assuming she was allergic to whatever bit her. Anyways, a full month!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zD6BNrGHVUSmF9j3yUB8xpO8DBDinkJBTZs98xzwWm71JmjWm8qzjbdhUIObuKL-1W_8bMHLqrHwvUQtJq31ylSFvKFzm2-aXa_o0xvCws8mSHw9wvzWRQ6_RDR8UAoYdtoN-yzzhk_f/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+094.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgloVGfDDOPqs_OG08zFDzEPFc9wmxXtHaHJjKlNj4We3pB0RPtEcERD_c05Rd9IkAQMHcbcR0psKmWKxidJRgtmtTtT4KeUTnkkagGxGXR9D8vni2dABgdTNNOLIQBbbjx09-Yk55fwif7/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+007.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2L43-AkQHHLFyPkER7yFxY_NrQskSaLcYJfRDQjP5PjBu2o0R4WB6J0ia9dGd45N9DiAJZd0a0SWYTh5I-1kdPzyvr9k77vhO5031WS2KC-XfFlPz-X5wFCwKbzCfBTjaMlSb90EIT0L/s1600/birthdays2011%2526school%2526familyreunion+060.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMbqFcgEZLbt92P3lDr73lH1G92noHoZvyhnLBYMaNT06dndgtT9t2bcW24nFQMODYiHAHD6Gs86KdZKvdN10oVo2GJcs16h4hE-6NeVWPqaF6Q_y4UliC4ALJl5SF_mk6dNY4lSn0ymZQ/s1600/birthdays2011+047.jpg"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oLxNjV-MpaCF07LEZNGwaBs7jDTRwsRDoTN61-5oaMlIdMuAMH-9d-1E3QDGJzQoclLpRvK-yV-3ADzhZaU7jiB5YigeN2BlI9wM93387mMQRBnYWNxYhyphenhyphen6oI2TJ36weW2povPhU8U4F/s1600/birthdays2011+020.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4oLxNjV-MpaCF07LEZNGwaBs7jDTRwsRDoTN61-5oaMlIdMuAMH-9d-1E3QDGJzQoclLpRvK-yV-3ADzhZaU7jiB5YigeN2BlI9wM93387mMQRBnYWNxYhyphenhyphen6oI2TJ36weW2povPhU8U4F/s1600/birthdays2011+020.jpg"><br /></a>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-56619576197831235702011-08-14T21:12:00.000-07:002011-08-14T22:07:01.743-07:00July 2011<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6Xh1TjBc66leHGFmRo07G9IL8xmGYdiO6lRz_b0ecEh_lUTIWUlFI03h93X3p5csCpqDH5nlfykcCHerZThUhUg5C2oto8gMmZtgh75pvEVkP5G8kQ88YkHrUSobwZQd82jIUenZC981/s1600/nephew.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6Xh1TjBc66leHGFmRo07G9IL8xmGYdiO6lRz_b0ecEh_lUTIWUlFI03h93X3p5csCpqDH5nlfykcCHerZThUhUg5C2oto8gMmZtgh75pvEVkP5G8kQ88YkHrUSobwZQd82jIUenZC981/s320/nephew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939743571295458" border="0" />My newest handsome little nephew-Hyram Steven Smith. Born 9 days overdue to an awesome tough mommy! That's one proud papa I'm telling ya!</a>
<br />My baby sister got married the end of July-it was a fun family filled affair! We were all in the temple together as she got her endowments out and of course during the sealing. That was very special!!!!
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil6Jlf2RRUgiMAiG3pPWBoecXIugHbmnkbHD4ZgOTjdEVt9tXKCKXQwYqRw_2xeYugPP7bmOLGM-Wr5DzAJKbFQvLycsg5hLXDv3PL76ooRv678QYZw9jA_0_zV_Y8Y9LLjQ8q8Lcfbnon/s1600/harp2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil6Jlf2RRUgiMAiG3pPWBoecXIugHbmnkbHD4ZgOTjdEVt9tXKCKXQwYqRw_2xeYugPP7bmOLGM-Wr5DzAJKbFQvLycsg5hLXDv3PL76ooRv678QYZw9jA_0_zV_Y8Y9LLjQ8q8Lcfbnon/s320/harp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939742489873410" border="0" /></a>All the girlies were in awe of the beautiful harp music played by Angela's very talented friend Katie McGregor.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWwRt9JGeqWZcfYwLLBmJA76xSIyB4_Llab-SwaVJhhOkgCNKIB7-gekUHCOeSYRBQ1-KNmjNbPLQKakqi0-ISLdAH-Sz57Aqbo4NGavCnOBex_yV0MLP3y0a18scc-dekPcPiUKYR975/s1600/cousins11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOWwRt9JGeqWZcfYwLLBmJA76xSIyB4_Llab-SwaVJhhOkgCNKIB7-gekUHCOeSYRBQ1-KNmjNbPLQKakqi0-ISLdAH-Sz57Aqbo4NGavCnOBex_yV0MLP3y0a18scc-dekPcPiUKYR975/s320/cousins11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939746492730706" border="0" /></a>The kids had SO much fun playing and running around with each other. Wish we could all be close to have more of these experiences.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOl-wLmHGzEJPjoHHnzY6ADIBe7qJh_gjbCCbaLo_kruLIpFgni1h6ZXUu46WXtBUWIoqCAs_m9OOsOldmbQR83PK-quQ-ONtPbeLmO9eXLhyLlNPCmXmdBh-WWRs7SVr2T6jnjlzgBlL_/s1600/cousins9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOl-wLmHGzEJPjoHHnzY6ADIBe7qJh_gjbCCbaLo_kruLIpFgni1h6ZXUu46WXtBUWIoqCAs_m9OOsOldmbQR83PK-quQ-ONtPbeLmO9eXLhyLlNPCmXmdBh-WWRs7SVr2T6jnjlzgBlL_/s320/cousins9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939739222485442" border="0" /></a>All of my parents grandchildren except for sweet little Lucy. I don't think it would have been possible to get all of them looking at the camera at the same time.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxqlLrCVc8RwxjL_Hjmdwvi3ZZ1qf_xCTNky6iZZ2qvB-zUsdwAJu4OGfzmEUP-pi1KsC4e117toyMH3XweXkFOjuQPs-0FZADeRxs27SmGWg4IPNjITdud13w24qs5sOc24ZfIRWXbY_/s1600/close+your+eyes.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxqlLrCVc8RwxjL_Hjmdwvi3ZZ1qf_xCTNky6iZZ2qvB-zUsdwAJu4OGfzmEUP-pi1KsC4e117toyMH3XweXkFOjuQPs-0FZADeRxs27SmGWg4IPNjITdud13w24qs5sOc24ZfIRWXbY_/s320/close+your+eyes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939741677894322" border="0" /></a>See the kids expressions on their faces?!? Yep-Ang and Thomas were kissing-EWWWW! I told them to close their eyes but they didn't listen.(he he)
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDOBWHBhs5JGMkuAVZnQEvDDy5jibtD_izH5P5gDFZ7PalMf-2t8Vn-LRtIQ71SuELNzezQzdoE02g3LJ37u5gzKTRbbAJzhqQzpnuKByJBHh7SE9Fe7pfGylgzWPGQgg3GGydD2bPjNl/s1600/rec.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDOBWHBhs5JGMkuAVZnQEvDDy5jibtD_izH5P5gDFZ7PalMf-2t8Vn-LRtIQ71SuELNzezQzdoE02g3LJ37u5gzKTRbbAJzhqQzpnuKByJBHh7SE9Fe7pfGylgzWPGQgg3GGydD2bPjNl/s320/rec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939065942291474" border="0" /></a>The reception set up. Yummy
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0yHoGciqtfIJxVeZHlWKPqiJG9gbtrc7reOQFudYKysVCoeIJzI2urNFD93dbG3NFi0rEqiwk5NDKtlr2_ytrkE3w0DpmX81vxI5WsxnMKWIrn-HZ9IYx6FSGV270hf-UveXOy6fgyXEQ/s1600/band2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0yHoGciqtfIJxVeZHlWKPqiJG9gbtrc7reOQFudYKysVCoeIJzI2urNFD93dbG3NFi0rEqiwk5NDKtlr2_ytrkE3w0DpmX81vxI5WsxnMKWIrn-HZ9IYx6FSGV270hf-UveXOy6fgyXEQ/s320/band2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939062756303058" border="0" /></a>The Hatch Family Band set a nice atmosphere for the reception. I'm not saying that there wasn't any rock music played-let's just say it was fun and lively!
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9BOVujcsUYkkgoMBK4wdKhgJfL1RuBzesDS5mb-zVkFVoOnMR0VNUBM5BFUq7rR2vr9cbZXqI_rtU04quUcj74DbDpeH5WMxEaHIhgIxOSeJvXiaQ8ynt6Mzth_H11r4dkUtpkMX9Ne2N/s1600/angcake.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9BOVujcsUYkkgoMBK4wdKhgJfL1RuBzesDS5mb-zVkFVoOnMR0VNUBM5BFUq7rR2vr9cbZXqI_rtU04quUcj74DbDpeH5WMxEaHIhgIxOSeJvXiaQ8ynt6Mzth_H11r4dkUtpkMX9Ne2N/s320/angcake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939060046492418" border="0" /></a>Angela wanted pearls on her cake. I incorporated a lacey motif with it to fit her style of wedding.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQ9bRnbbDlM_eqS1kHFqvcaXGRupF-JdtwJ91n2e9dFxTA8ujVOt6dpgG02LISX6f4a2PFY5Y8w88dBJjKsdWqBzZVOiADvyxhEXIMXl15ugV6djEQJ0Fb_iKS7jRq1rgTG8nzT8tRbFH/s1600/groom.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQ9bRnbbDlM_eqS1kHFqvcaXGRupF-JdtwJ91n2e9dFxTA8ujVOt6dpgG02LISX6f4a2PFY5Y8w88dBJjKsdWqBzZVOiADvyxhEXIMXl15ugV6djEQJ0Fb_iKS7jRq1rgTG8nzT8tRbFH/s320/groom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939055319255314" border="0" /></a>The Debonaire Groom
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTibsQuO7jUO74Jr-Kc_QNFw-BzQg4VFYlTQhtGcyhVq77dXnZu7iu0QF2csYe4XYyT3wARMKrltG7HsGaqvuW3q_7UB1dx3J50u9_1PojN4zQAjOKRTItDH-57sJyBu6A4K4eR678nyko/s1600/ang.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTibsQuO7jUO74Jr-Kc_QNFw-BzQg4VFYlTQhtGcyhVq77dXnZu7iu0QF2csYe4XYyT3wARMKrltG7HsGaqvuW3q_7UB1dx3J50u9_1PojN4zQAjOKRTItDH-57sJyBu6A4K4eR678nyko/s320/ang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640939053316820498" border="0" /></a>The Blushing Bride
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9bYDu6VLL_mnFVJR1oBKnMGsRbp6JHBwklIom6XqYUYWM5ghWfA-oWZgMEMBVajvWmvkkY0laHSJy7c1zYnwLGbfTdIuQiN2qeyx5dIPOrKlTwNRx6K-amiYO0WNZmL-WT0cBEy0nt8y/s1600/birthdays2011+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD9bYDu6VLL_mnFVJR1oBKnMGsRbp6JHBwklIom6XqYUYWM5ghWfA-oWZgMEMBVajvWmvkkY0laHSJy7c1zYnwLGbfTdIuQiN2qeyx5dIPOrKlTwNRx6K-amiYO0WNZmL-WT0cBEy0nt8y/s320/birthdays2011+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640931649686825346" border="0" /></a>Ethan has turned his toilet obsession to a more productive one. He now sits ON the toilet instead of IN the toilet. Surprisingly he goes potty in the toilet prettu regularly. It would be nice finally to not have diapers anymore but I'm not holding my breathe.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilJxc-WoPSZGi4FoZbTJuPUPbwocziF3i84-DGd74Dr7dwh0zTTHh261fWIGNCBGTQqQESWTAetqSN1ekYNRrnHoPjncAPpHlvqKr2gwC58J70bYJRHNoLZu1gSBWo2uY70Tkq5FT0ODnp/s1600/birthdays2011+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilJxc-WoPSZGi4FoZbTJuPUPbwocziF3i84-DGd74Dr7dwh0zTTHh261fWIGNCBGTQqQESWTAetqSN1ekYNRrnHoPjncAPpHlvqKr2gwC58J70bYJRHNoLZu1gSBWo2uY70Tkq5FT0ODnp/s320/birthdays2011+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640931644766307618" border="0" /></a>July 6 my oldest turned the big 12. He received the priesthood that following Sunday. My parents and Wes were able to attend. I can't believe it! It's fun to see him pass the sacrament and fulfill his other priesthood obligations. My dad stayed after that week to help drywall the boys room downstairs. I'm so grateful-I don't think we would have ever got it done. There room look nice and I'll have to post pics later on. Zac went to scout camp at Camp Loll the last week of July with Wes. He got eaten alive by mosquitoes but other than that seems to have had a great time. I took Cameron for the first time to Day Camp at Camp Kiesel. It was nice to spend a little one on one with him which isn't very often.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaFvg9jsZ8PDx7zTLPEyQEv6r9AdafOsJ0snA3FX4-CH7Jrc0zowlYC2pio81aRxnZMEavPd2XYn4KSdLRtmXU-5YIawHeLoq6kkFsPqx5qA0IKPGWlrXOKuxlJmPS91vrLycVUw3_hqR/s1600/birthdays2011+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIaFvg9jsZ8PDx7zTLPEyQEv6r9AdafOsJ0snA3FX4-CH7Jrc0zowlYC2pio81aRxnZMEavPd2XYn4KSdLRtmXU-5YIawHeLoq6kkFsPqx5qA0IKPGWlrXOKuxlJmPS91vrLycVUw3_hqR/s320/birthdays2011+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640931641323384338" border="0" /></a>Zac got to ride the Snowcrest Junior High Student Officer float in the 4th of July this year. He seemed to have a good time.
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUM24A0ylBdTk4zLvKe8bLCovyGtBbxD2XGJ8m4cOpo7Il5o5acXsNLbFyyM5eRj_DubBj2jKzdoitjxhlN82Wn1kpE_CZdbIQjL6hRS2hXdlWW3byhsdZBDPmuaoRbfTLGyM4C0d_vCRO/s1600/birthdays2011+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUM24A0ylBdTk4zLvKe8bLCovyGtBbxD2XGJ8m4cOpo7Il5o5acXsNLbFyyM5eRj_DubBj2jKzdoitjxhlN82Wn1kpE_CZdbIQjL6hRS2hXdlWW3byhsdZBDPmuaoRbfTLGyM4C0d_vCRO/s320/birthdays2011+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640931639564831922" border="0" /></a>I did my own float this year for my dancers. I was prepared-unlike other years when I flew off the seat of my pants and decided to pull something in the parade the morning of. I forgot my camera and so didn't get any pics during-but I hurried and took a few as we were taking apart the float. I had three giant firecrackers, balloons, a flag, and huge company logo signs on the side.
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<br />I turned the car that pulled us into a "Cars" version of Uncle Sam. That hat looks a lot smaller than it actually is. He had a flag a big USA on the back- and then I had posters with collages of my students on the back side windows. The kids had a lot of fun riding in the float this year.
<br />DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-59180088962361200582011-06-26T20:54:00.000-07:002011-06-26T23:18:39.345-07:00April May and JuneUGggHHH! Do you ever feel like you're so behind (you know, like housework, yardwork) that you just feel so overwhelmed in even thinking about conquering such tasks.-that you don't even try. Well, that's how I feel about this blog. It started with one month, then two months, now three months behind. It shouldn't be a burden right, this is good for me to reflect on the happenings of family life, a journal of sorts, important RIGHT?!?! So, bear with me, there is no rhyme or reason or order to this post. Just ramblings of a now 33 year old of some of the events at the McKinney household.<br />JUNE- other than my birthday -(which Wes decided to treat me to a weekend "get a way" @ Little America in Salt Lake since he was starting his Graveyard shift that next day-(ughhh-don't want to talk about it-Let's just say, it gets lonely, a lot, and poor Wes gets like NO sleep. :( Anyways, as I was saying, other than my birthday, there have been some great memorable family experiences this month. My sister in law Meagan is having their first baby- A BOY!- and i was fun to hang out with extened family and eat great food. I made this cake especially for her! So EXCITED! This last month I've been teaching a free "dancercise" class at our wardhouse gymnasium. I've had a lot of fun and am happy to announce that the ladies participating have been having a blast! I do it twice a week for an hour in the mornings. I'm doing Country "line dance"(not really technically a line dance), Salsa, Jive/Swing, African, and will be doing a Lyrical this week-should be intersting-but I really want to push them out of their comfort zones and maybe let them experience something they've wanted to do since they were little girls-we'll see how that goes-just one more week.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622753547389297522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF3SWL4_jL6Y3b2HXR8gYsJDSgPi7GZC10hYH8vD9oSypz3tHQp66pzkxkuzQG_SzeC_X_mRKPDot9npd7ZsC0TvdeS4zbnwQnqPJ8LFxgdjrb_r7BftB6zkHsjtapbOHBnLrkhffr3Gfj/s320/babyshowercake+010.jpg" /> We just got back from a two day splurge at Lagoon. It was so fun to be with the kids and spend time going on CRAAAzY rides, and playing in the water, and watching top notch entertainment(Well, at least the girls and I enjoyed that part anyways) They're real troopers and didn't want to go home until closing times. I'm glad I still get a thrill on some of those rides and don't have to take a naseau pill. I also have a new calling, 1st councellor in the Relief Society. To say the least, it's been pretty low key compared to my YW calling- so far anways. I'm on a new chore chart system for the kids, it seems to work, well, at least half of the time, but that beats the "NONE of the time" which is not a foreign term when it comes to chores at our house.<br /><br />MAY-Ballare Dance Studio PRESENTS. . . . . 2011 Year End Dance Review!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622753544890403490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRoEScTZghx8mW1PHkmkR-gA1vKgcScvH7waSSYRc2YdfqFjg60TCTZCu6I84IkCmWD-KwNtResTC5k7Dx-ixJDE4PuHLQlMuzILMcSGp8uA2otIQxIa6BNMPWX0t4nxDkW_aB_RkTTXus/s320/group6.jpg" /> My cousin Patrice was kind enough to just give her AWESOME expertise in photography skills for my students this year-here is a sampling of some of the pics. She is sooooooooo GREAT!!!!<br />She did THIS with a piece of white material hanging in my family room, an old construction light I had in the garage, and of course her TALENT!<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752664790066418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCQ9Acn10ORGYZoQ9UQPG86kxQD48DabpTkjZstoCwjr-eeJ2sxD4o1jiC0hnqwoqP4h-zEaPX2Q0BAisPPPci3Wwcy7D1scQ6NuXFAvRkOP1bdY_mj_On1QxzLhfB3_zDdYsAPI1U_sMN/s320/group5.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752662733705378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3npzBU5sefZpDHtxSmywlOyn9lrWO81DX-nMxSvQ8NjSA4QFByrhIkW840YD0SmiAUuAdjCKHvaKMsQQ4CKyOteK5VmnwUsghbb53c91XcFLmxji6drC5qbiSm8xR4Zl3rwPDKniKYKyd/s320/group4.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752652817210962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5jTk4o0wnZNbFiez2btsmKNjrbN5H23vdBRsF-nDoiAnLRhjvP8Z0E-ITdNwVA7RRkMjm1eBF71OYxr9b3Rgm05IwDzgd2DhXuaGUnqtPO9wYgxCP4r_a00-1NypK10nxS0cUFS71fvR/s320/group3.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752654785201826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1vVMOkCQZhi_MsQWgfnpm3tTJNSYnp_7OO7radFsqxzkq7A0VQy0JnIOyYdzY6Q5Vnu-4wMZ-qZ3U77PRXnLxDQ2UjG-HEqSSNPPRSDtz59Z8_RgWblRbaZCaenkPtwV9p-8HBOxL2Vr/s320/group2.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752647765962866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5d_Sl_QAfRrtZEg2UrCzPseMzjOqMgem7sqj0OH0fxIiiB8fyM65duJ9Ox5Ou8HPx9uxfQNAGEDNJhBbZ2XcTOVYnd96xFbV5zE7-Ou-KoHb8Nh_ZSRi9H2Vlx4szJQD0IAb8bdjpUMze/s320/group1.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752373771718658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihUzP0MjV9CBYLZBLtmaEN_RzVYezK93K6Wo4fRkytthuzwNtgcz5KvfBP4Ais9Nk85sYZf4Jo5wxRfGZSGG8HjA1yDaifBgEcYrTQ1QRe1tEvPnfxRieDBUAZTRT7UrRVN2YGNBLhiUA9/s320/zac1.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752372133038338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKQTtX4aqzveYYj-a3DOHlaSz7xkEExBdyBxB6PP5PCx1Kz7Mtkos4bcUFeh207RtrL1vqhc4nlW8ypJmT2cM94k2FPatLwOJcHQ_uxY59ncN8d-XO_6qAl4pvjSu4ozNkKYCCGgRVK-s/s320/jon1.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br />85 students-7 classes-22 dances-19 costume changes- PHEW!!!<br /><br /><br />So, it's hard to believe, but my Zac has graduated from Elementary, and is now moving on to bigger and better things in Junior High. EEekk! I'm excited for him and nervous at the same time. He earned some great rewards and here's hoping that he can continue that in Junior High. He ran and campaigned for Student 7th grade officer. You're looking at the next Snowcrest Junior High 7th grade officer for 2011-2012!! Yea, great job Zac.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752357815723586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRSy-iBL1J3wL9oPWCSfHFLx8Cj8C5sBJe4iH3qC7cW88shqJ4h8hN_cOTw_9sqIrY0B-6h1P08uczd5BlyAJfbBTGPZvF-HpBZ2Qk2D3hbtrcKMMFhMqIW-qqidsYbmCxWCAOETPh2do4/s320/haileyopera+007.jpg" />At the end of the school year also comes all the fun plays and opera's. Zac's class did a science melodrama and Hailey was a fairy in her school opera this year. Soo cute, isn't she!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752357228926050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJyJlL-t9OVNUUhEn7KzCU1taRJu2JXl3I9PleKvK9pAWZ8LbScomdsipWR6T4e2jxgiK8fIiG1BE0TPRZId4jt8ezYYPkY1A3geIvLDRHU_jo4QwHnYzb72gmWeT6S3xGdO1yLNiyMCTo/s320/haileyopera+001.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>This year, Mother's Day just happened to land on our Wedding Anniversary. To really celebrate we took that Friday and Saturday and booked on over to Park City for a relaxing weekend. It was nice to spend some quality one on one time together and not worry about the kiddos(THanks Nana, Pawpaw, and Aunt Angie) And if you're wondering- I'm TOTALLY in love with this guy! My DEAR SWEET WESLEY!</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622752354216542050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkPqyKE0FYJBdx3zH08z8ynIh8N_t_oFUMt0-FEoP8LrpwfTGo8mYvzWFCsBZ2eGTvJbBZBuORCXR38aU1GwmV34BpjGnY2jyEwxVa0bPoDgRWpvy_do_Lb7MHFhh2twefuWmsPtrmwtSR/s320/13thwedanniv+016.jpg" /> Ethan is getting so BIG! He's been in nursery the last few months and does well, though, he did get his first bloody nose today! Good thing he's tough and used to it. He is such a character and his personality is really growing leaps and bounds. I would be lying if I said I wasn't the least bit worried. One thing I can tell you is that I don't think there's been one sacrament meeting where I'm not fighting him while he's crying, yelling, squirming-the WHOLE TIME!!! It's so hard to not just give in and let the older boys take him out to the nursery to play so that we don't distract from the spirit-but I think it just makes it worse because he expects to go out there play. I've tried taking him out to the foyer and hold him but then I leave another potential catastrophe in the chapel where my kids end up fighting or being irreverant. It's like being stuck between a rock and a hard place. The kids really get a kick out of him. Let's just say he's not starved for attention, though, I might add again, some times the attention he gets encourages the not so good behavior. Still, he is such a joy to have around. So fun, and smart, and loving!<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622749018754725266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwRHANZKXxjNwaU78XarPvm9PBKQIaRI3b-nSwHgznaL7YnZBo89xtzz5rKuneZDH3yhiSQKMcEmUjsIna0f0Fz-HVh4g-mEIYA3uqWepnhknZstD03nHlv9yXB09IrH2BPFYhqrgev6d/s320/may2011+112.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622749011105165890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NuxCOng8uSwlATFc1UdH_VuBiTUm2C7vP1mRkBqm0xcIYLzR-5qII0jeiA0ZUpw6ABMBZFvjCaTEaF8wYYH1X5cr5BiR2R-YtBWrKv0Sn9rtHikpGNBwXphZrHV5mK2hUlKbtpENPoGt/s320/may2011+068.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622748175380691826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dnLl5GBics1R5wi3efncWsR9HvI8DvzuY6TdYX2pIk-iwyqYRPihFqy6E3HiAeavZAEOXfYwBCveyznMvL_6GXqpGDRYTQ2s6oZWrTdXMlKuIR2dLk9mSEKuEGvtU4dJDCEQdZv7B1U3/s320/may2011+022.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622748170636119986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhof9JUkbbPM9APOSPBgYyuAWp9vUACL7LDJgyq7zRmQYf5NJTXOBRn8xEn_dfEHgbbpwM8L63LNP23CBTj7wBIFTzMLF-5xl65fXy0YuQpRKtys3oFdVTs1dl4b3-_5uPFdWK92uV4y3em/s320/may2011+018.jpg" /></div><br /><div>In case you are wondering, this is a bottle of maple syrup drizzled and drenched on a buttery Ethan pancake.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622749014489841378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1zzSALX52DI1nOQNQePgYVWQpzneAkjUDGpzyHjZIr_SaU5muSwN9sLqGL4jRC0WCyvo_lOVWTJ54Tz3rE8btcK6IBhVFLaSqi5aHmwS35kpXq_3N6gX4n9AVHXq2Phk59jgoGCI6DHV8/s320/may2011+071.jpg" />Both Zachary and Cameron's comp teams won their Indoor Soccer Sessions.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622748178150197346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq45jo412j1cPj8fWZn1hEAXTV6nDjK2ZBZQ7Mh-NkjlZNCgaRga-PS45sDFjFBNUlP_Q_ujzlB-maVVELnt1CqB_54jjalWXAJI_qT2_KYjDcsmtbq8AbaXu4J63AqL5UJEeGqMypwC3A/s320/may2011+096.jpg" /><br />We had a fun day @ Toad's with Grandma and Grandpa Smith after they returned from the airport from visiting the Lunt family (Lucy) in California! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My cousin Leslie got married to a pretty cool cat this April. I got to see and spend some time with a lot of my cousins I haven't seen in awhile. One special cuz that I have such great memories with, Andrea, also got to come down and be their photographer. She took this great picture of my princesses just outside the Timpanogas Temple. So cute! Oh. . . . have a mentioned. . . my BABY SISTER IS GETTING MARRIED!!!!! Yep! The little squirly girl with the bigger than life attitude is now a grown "woman" (he he, still hard for me to say that) and is getting married to a nice young gent named Thomas Fejltstead(sp) at the end of next month in the Timpanogas temple. I can't believe it!!!! I'm excited for her and her new journey she'll be taking as she starts her own family unit.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622753549497525394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguV6K7k6feRNn2tXle36BgX2UYZlLlM_7xhNeieor7aFbqBPEBB8I5VApTFHK5DgA7_RKA708X_7dIfWmYiab9uG-0_hr0GUGAgaLBjOIn0vQHwdQw-KbynNntJp_agKrR4-I4CT-bZRGm/s320/princesses.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622749003515935106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtst8ZsZRhULWCpw55MsGr3ZGrnqwdwjeutNL7CuQX8Uiw6UIN8e2BHbDrMHW_nHnMKcNimEkUVU_2wyZCCwHbqKnEkyzwTCWCFZ3wHse51YvOJjTB15xAdjwfXLVZDAq09g5qkQ7JlC1k/s320/may2011+099.jpg" /> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>April-- SNOW!!!!!! No, this was not an April Fool's Joke. Let's just say we've had a long extended Winter period.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746911989579282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwHZteI_p_tt_sTsqfZMJP0-6tpSD7IdHd0nxWLIDEFTfXyrSzqCl0_WaBls9g2uAf4LabGQA3GiijZWQjFHiTHW-OA4AbfXHTjxN1bfeeaWjVvNd126ipP71dcxGDU7ZXJ-rqecsH6ylD/s320/april2011+003.jpg" /> Thus, we've spent a lot of time indoors, doing well, you know-Indoor stuff.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746913711804322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik8pu4JJEP0zQqGbuYnTTcyK6kpXnpKtdd7D7HRAsccIxb1znZ7mUTtJPgckm7XaulR4Oi-_igOjrp17REKcxUGdo_FXBm0Xun3s92r5Tp2P857rCh7EBBQfnEQkNQMNuu_wri7nRjYphh/s320/april2011+004.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622749003259838210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74oySUuMgndZfpkMqtAm25R2g0JhXb-R7OtKWj4oCMdth7OvIuGka8HsCj-2iPoeZtYLBu8E9SiJboKdur5fniBUahRFnOfVIEOhX0PZFFteVIzxMbmaDJU7YE72g-8V9ISTmCPlqhtar/s320/may2011+078.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746923412721186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKdIOO7rBeJQxE6nGWAgQf97jhfKflunZZTM6EmNQ68-SFMoXGO7Y4xBY5dOUEYAR7vg_gUUYOQVdZfLMJLRVJRsxke3kercBuFKWMuZi8ZR6L-DLqpPA-6SsVBF4aSwGyh05Bck5P0S1/s320/april2011+007.jpg" />We had a great Easter spending time Kev and Nat and fam and Colby and Crystal's fam. My nieces and nephew are the CUTEST!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746936970141186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtdExAhhjT4W1-45Wj2Urj6-w03a2tTzqUsVr-oiytpl0p5wNhZ5IbnNhl7n2xD_3EpOqIFafo8iaQ_y2hrz-8Qjtcn1pfL6Ntw3i6XnLPZNx1B_K-g_VsUF77wAAUNpNwXiTGJrnh2LMh/s320/may2011+013.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622748200081814258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiOQj2Q_Y8mJWw0x5-9yC1PQ5sAqcSi7mMKY6j6xhw39pRTJW7ATdryGA_nzMBdrnJI7QrlcEqtWU5dtpdAT4DodP_7_UCylqFg9w4fbmFIKid5Xj6eQpybrWXCWfTmUsFkBR1__uz7S5n/s320/may2011+103.jpg" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746928817705378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiig49JeoDj2l_m7iU_EVrJHWW_NbZQ4BACYiFUAzzPAnHHzAO3g-xoF3BVM-7GrbaTbyKTWjbqWTSX-4ZpMqYziUWvZ7nY5vofy7WpCXzKW2s_sFvLRkGQ2xYQYPJhTQVvrDqwRLeEt6Os/s320/may2011+006.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-75174828133700724942011-04-07T20:01:00.000-07:002011-04-07T22:41:53.959-07:00March 2011<div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593075881618275554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG7VjL76v9F9HhegtJnYMPIgGp83RIWy210TuA2kcirjH7f6LAVJtTNCM9MkHtFHqlZ2JdGh0xHUeKg1PXRU0tZ_EKfCs2YPQ9lnqNawk34Jtdp2aPnbaOcZancdl9H4ryAplqNH14fGXA/s320/march2011+017.jpg" /> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061429835659810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHP_79aZl68L84Ut15oHyEcsmCpvDl4dOQMmr-j6Q7VUaxqxurw7DWsHsdPKMGNUriO6kxRCrMkXyAezmf1q648pt9Z3j1pGxKZQP7NGBvjbvXsm86cKNozzdgMH4Aw86_zb_084-u7Dkm/s320/march2011+026.jpg" /> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>It's scary how I try to look back and remember the last month and everything is just a blurr flying by to the next big blur. I've seen as I've gotten older, and as older people used to warn me that before I knew it my children would be grown and gone. Believe it or not, but I'm more than half way there already with my oldest children. Zac has grown over six inches just this last year, his voice is changing, and he has informed me that he needs Proactiv for his zits. What! In some ways I enjoy having this new kind of relationship with Zac and in other ways it scares the pants off of me. There are so many new things that I have to worry about. The basic necessities of food, clothes, teaching to share, potty training, abc's and 123's, not touching "hot" objects or sticking metal things in the outlet, keeping toothbrushes out of the toilet and stepping on those darn legos strewn across the floor seem like bliss comparatively. I'm still doing those things but add on teaching self confidence, a new level of testimony and knowledge of the gospel, preparing them for priesthood, mission, and marriage (not that we didn't teach them when they're really young but boy, it's really on now) Worrying about Junior High, friends, girls, bad influences( drugs, pornography etc,) not being smart alec, obedience, work, kind to siblings etc. I don't know how my parents did it with 8 children, the pressure to teach my kids and keep them safe, Ughhh! I get a headache just thinking about it. One thing for sure, it has humbled me and brings me often to my knees because I know there is NOOOO Way I can do this alone. I need my Father in Heaven's help. I think I'm always asking Him to bless me with patience and to be more loving. Keeping consistent in doing the things that I need to do to stay constantly close to the spirit throughout the day is also a challenge. It's a lot easier to pass time away with a project, the internet, or a chick flick to get my mind off of the crazy monotany of daily chores and responsibilities, but I find inspiriation and renewed determination by listening to the prophets speak through the scriptures and modern day revelation from prophets and apostles. I feel the weight of my "calling" as I raise our Heavenly Father's special spirit children and am grateful to know that he is on my side and tons more invested. My advocate. I was so grateful to have the opportunity this last Conference weekend to spend with my family and being uplifted and inspired by the Holy Ghost. </div><br /><div>Well, on a less weightier subject. March was nice. On St. Patrick's Day, Jonathan's 2nd grade put on a puppet play. Jonathan was Browlin the Dinosaur. He did a great job, from the parts that I heard anyways. Ethan is in that "fun" stage where he won't sit still for a second on my lap. HA! You should see the video I tried to take of Jonathan while holding Ethan in one hand while he squirmed and screamed and the camera in the other. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061437574708834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrJCsbP_2mJGM4vlIbYR2eux6VrSxj_GaVKO8HUnwyFmHV6DV3BkoP8yXkRZ0w27hLCblmAjiCkyXJzjHjqijSMRNE8UF5rAmOhZKlo85zl-8KiRRANQTH_WB4BAyeLwpLF2QK2WzrbB1/s320/march2011+016.jpg" /></div><br /><div>So, St. Paddy's morning I made French toast for breakfast. Hailey sat there with a frown on her face. I looked at her like WHAT's WRONG? since it's not really unusual for her to be whining. She said, Where's the green milk, or the green eggs, or green toast etc. Well, I set myself up for that one. I had indulged my children every other year on St. Paddy's Day with a "Green Eggs and Ham" type breakfast, and this year, I had just plain forgot. After I reassured her it was not necessary to eat a green breakfast but a privelage and she should be grateful that she gets breakfast , I decided that I wanted to do something special-traditions are actually really important to me and I could see how it would be important to my kids. So my thoughts turned to what I should do for dinner. Wes and I love eating at Mongolian restaurant's and our kids have never eaten at one, so I decided to recreate it at home, in GREEN fashion. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061440443717762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9dN-VfoP4lUNZo9bpbGxoxoHlyz2Z5IIYlVxErCMVMGv1PZq-KHF5Y7E7JOmNGmDi6lmpbPw9TyqwvOsu5d56ZXPLJfO-fgkq_8IQ5eBleqVI-GiDFiG5lGLnaJOdQoaEZQ3pQ18WsQms/s320/march2011+022.jpg" /> <br /><div></div><br /><div>Thus, green cabbage, green onion, green pepper, broccoli, celery, jalepenos, sugar snap peas, zucchini, garlic, thin sliced beef and oriental noodles. It was delicious, healthy, and GREEN I might add. Our dessert was green cupcakes.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061434119671458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxLyFt_BI9RY3ImBZwo1qldY3ZxedgvKYH2FfrIeYrmEraqQklomWtTTYAh_UytRsdZs4YPojWqu7ADNE_wB9kxQjNB8TtQm9azpihcQslnaq__Os2tnBxUEiynYTNQvmwQTHpMtoXNVY8/s320/march2011+004.jpg" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>This was Jonathan's first year in participating in the Pinewood Derby. I think he did a great job in designing and crafting his car but as competative as he is, you can tell by the look on his face that he was not quite happy that his car wasn't winning. I don't know if the lesson on "just have fun" , "your car looks AWESOME" or "Winning isn't everything" helped his attitude much, but, we tried.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593075884427845474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZdCmApbu75rgJIyuMSMQa10oum84Q2m6QzyO8LD8q5o0UfIljM_XRqL4Rm7HF_fQvbp5e_qI8C7DynkEPCeIqBTBGMKWT_CIF3ZZh61Mo_6r3kgPdcoeDWJ2JR7TiotK78F5NmO-NUqSx/s320/march2011+031.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593061452050174146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuFnSQqmc5QElraSBgELSnHjKAjyrMwdwyDhoYxRUuK43H9J3s_XVYXHCzs7gieG7FTek1AamXi4L_c4t6inoztVyt2GYXR-3yszPgfubgfAETDVwwcbL0XCFi41LuynsMsP2fcO1oR70O/s320/march2011+027.jpg" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p>We had quite a few fun family gatherings the month of March. Ryan and Meagan were PERFECT hosts as they invited all the Smith clan for dinner on a Sunday night. Everything was gourmet and Deelish and Meagan makes everything looks so elegant so you feel special. It was quite the house full but enjoyed seeing and spending time with everyone. My parents even made it down and it was the first time I got to see and hold cute little Georgia Beth. Nat looked great and seemed to be holding down the fort well while Kevvy was off in England. I even burned off a few calories playing a Dance game on the Wii-the kids LOVED it-it was so fun watching them dance together. My great Uncle Craig passed away mid-month from this terminal lung disease. I was sad to hear of the news because I really adored and was fond of Uncle Craig, but might heart just broke thinking of how Grandma must be mourning the loss of her last living sibling, and Aunt Barbara and their sweet children and grandchildren. The funeral was very nice and I even got to see where Grandmas parents and other sibling were buried in that cemetary. The next week Kevin and Natalie blessed Georgia Beth in their home ward in Logan. She is already getting so chunky, and already has a full head of hair on her head. Nat's grandma made her a beatiful blessing dress with a hooded cape to go with it. The blessing was beautiful and could only have been better if we all weren't stressing over my parents not being there. (They were about 30 sec. too late :( ) Natalie and her mom made a feast fit for a king. Potatoes, ham, rolls, salad, fruit, yummy treats galore etc. The cousins have fun with each other and I enjoyed a little R&R with the fam. The next weekend I made the trip to Idaho with the kiddos. It was fun to see and spend time with my cousin Amie and her cute cute family. I love reading her blog, she does so well capturing such a clear image of her family's life through pictures and her writings so I felt like I already somewhat knew her darling little family when I finally got to meet them. Jeffrey did such a great job during his "farewell" address on the topic of Forgiveness. He will be an awesome missionary and I was very proud of him. I was surprised when they announced that the choir would be singing a song written and directed by my Grandma Childers. It was absolutely BEAUTIFUL and I know it was a labor of love for my Grandma. Her and my Grandpa had pretty much lived in the mission field and she conveyed that well through her lyrics and I know she was so proud of Jeffrey for choosing to go. I also got to see my cute Childer's cousins who are growing TOOOO fast. My cousin Holly looks like a model and has the cutest little family. I was anamoured (sp?) by her daughter Macy, cutest, sweetest little princess!!! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593075873491647906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizg3zKxwgKkGhHwqbvt7ASjhd6JV3iV_YvzVROSSQLtClvLaaM9eyO9t9Vs-6VIGDkNq_f8-UpyLPcjncFDUGuFrAafv-A-CKJQ-AMFhpkYEH1IUK25kWwpzFeb8NEetaM2zYdNYrP_1eG/s320/march2011+018.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593075890738077554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipMigxRwZyHf8KRk0gBxEbcUF9K1iH1akEHOscp9NELu57sZ8ixwFUGnu0v_ZXtamBrOouUlVzU3pToaNbKioc1aksuxARUSMdcB3KITgihN2q2Zt74t8OFce-vxe8zpbckehhBCpcKMCW/s320/march2011+053.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593075879079001266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2L1nkzjJRkYV2tWOcAt9LoN11rI_ItwTDtP7Mpj5DkOhi2wJxb4qeZqItMDv0FAS5R_nj5_BdN3KJt3KMev3ZDmBDHCjbBz_NeXueBiv1ljaHZ5vV6JpJUP-mr-IYxtCXU1SQK1s3rES/s320/march2011+039.jpg" /></p>So, tis the time again for the chaos of getting ready for my annual dance recital. My front room has become the costume room and tis also the time to reflect and think-WHAT the WORLD am I DOING!!!!! Costumes are such pain, time wise etc, yet, I know I wouldn't be totally happy with the performance unless the costume fit style, mood, of the dance. So, it would not be unusual to hear the drum of the sewing maching at the McKinney household most late late nights. 85 students, 2-3 costume changes for each students, ya, I know, that's a lot of costumes. May 20th is the big day, and so hoping I can get the last dance taught to all the classes to where they feel comfortable enough to perform. Well, busy month, and busier months ahead. Just grateful to have a home, food, healthy family, freedoms and knowledge of the gospel in these times where there is much chaos and trial throughout many parts of the world. <br /><p></p></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-4500291645527436242011-03-05T08:08:00.000-08:002011-03-05T09:28:10.362-08:00February 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7f77SyAdw6tw3aAAKRzrCb5mNnOyhVd8qeWeSQvCOgRnqojHv-FWHukQYleTKtO8h1Z-ahJkQQUM4hGtBMTTtTaLRbkGhN7dncSIuQaSlEa-tqImjx3krc5_Gn74rTalhys4WtnFH6OyN/s1600/Disneyland2011+042.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632972180377122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7f77SyAdw6tw3aAAKRzrCb5mNnOyhVd8qeWeSQvCOgRnqojHv-FWHukQYleTKtO8h1Z-ahJkQQUM4hGtBMTTtTaLRbkGhN7dncSIuQaSlEa-tqImjx3krc5_Gn74rTalhys4WtnFH6OyN/s320/Disneyland2011+042.jpg" /></a> My Valentine of 14 years now!!! My Dear Sweet Wesley. Our first Valentine's together, right after we were engaged, Wes got me a blown glass replica of the Salt Lake Temple where we were to be sealed for Time and all Eternity. It adorned the top of our wedding cake. This year he got me another replica of the Salt Lake Temple. The detail is amazing-I LOVE IT! For Valentine's dinner I asked the kids what they wanted to eat. Zac commented "EVERYTHING RED" thus- our menu- Roasted red onions, red peppers, on top or roasted red potatoes with garlic butter cream sauce. Red leaf lettuce with red roma tomatoes and Red french dressing. Grilled steak(not so red after cooked:)adorned with sauteed mushrooms(not red but for Wes a must) and for dessert-Red Velvet cake with cream cheese frosting-MMMmm!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqWGAjPu6c8Xru2B1xv0UDzouaNTWPAlkZ9RrVHjcf5ppIirkC45M6T2M0g-C1Ua0HD387mYMWtJSybPBnzxiUZj6hG5sp8II85pqVwM88A7T-luloquJm2wmv0rXw43Q8mjRh8NYGyFQO/s1600/Disneyland2011+113.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632365304850194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqWGAjPu6c8Xru2B1xv0UDzouaNTWPAlkZ9RrVHjcf5ppIirkC45M6T2M0g-C1Ua0HD387mYMWtJSybPBnzxiUZj6hG5sp8II85pqVwM88A7T-luloquJm2wmv0rXw43Q8mjRh8NYGyFQO/s320/Disneyland2011+113.jpg" /></a><br />This year Cameron's Valentine Box for school was a skunk that held a Valentine that says "LOVE STINKS" Something Cameron would say. Anyways, We inserted my Airwick sprayer with motion sensor on it- so everytime you lifted the skunks tail it would spray.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvPrqyC44Zfg0PmjHu_lr4FtTPYF-bFrnBq4MHpM5Jl_FQ-Y_4kvnYuQa0_0O7OOYpgDMYvDVH_j26AI75ZzEb7tnPwkAxKBCnln8YbiWt1C9b1rT5naauQCyd4suvd3ZE_jwO9bemColf/s1600/Disneyland2011+188.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632359600803842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvPrqyC44Zfg0PmjHu_lr4FtTPYF-bFrnBq4MHpM5Jl_FQ-Y_4kvnYuQa0_0O7OOYpgDMYvDVH_j26AI75ZzEb7tnPwkAxKBCnln8YbiWt1C9b1rT5naauQCyd4suvd3ZE_jwO9bemColf/s320/Disneyland2011+188.jpg" /></a> Zac's BIG idea was this Love Bird. I think he got quite a few extra Valentines' because the kids enjoyed sticking their Valentine in the bird's mouth and hearing it travel down its throat into the bird's belly-HA!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fSIj-pspSzR9eFV_Es9kW9pCj5ke12IM3zZx6L3x19w5iAG6x7f2Yf9y6jjzY3jyF9t2mxzVZNXz-dcxrKG9zbNc1FqrbetdWgjhjMeghO_gLpbM8JBh1pobZxoXR-RZ2f5lELcS24Ww/s1600/Disneyland2011+128.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632357362329234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fSIj-pspSzR9eFV_Es9kW9pCj5ke12IM3zZx6L3x19w5iAG6x7f2Yf9y6jjzY3jyF9t2mxzVZNXz-dcxrKG9zbNc1FqrbetdWgjhjMeghO_gLpbM8JBh1pobZxoXR-RZ2f5lELcS24Ww/s320/Disneyland2011+128.jpg" /></a> We went to St. George President's Day Weekend for Cameron's soccer tournament. The Utah President's Cup. They were in the Gold division. While we were there we stayed with my Cousin's Jason's wife's family. The Slater's. They were so kind and hospitable. We enjoyed our stay and the chance to meet such a great family. We appreciate their generosity. We took the kids on a tour of the St. George temple. A sister missionary from Bakers, Calif led us in the tour-she was AWESOME! We enjoyed listening the history of this beautiful temple.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbwmJKGqoM3RPL9Y8Cog5VYsPMr-ov6l6hCJpCNGDdE_RczDIZsea4m2-ZOEMrzr4JXpXTX0HdGWg4T8wnHeNHnriBf9Q4ET466WEUAS7lBu-dC9CyHNd7JnKXmMuO-1Z6efstcH92Ono/s1600/Disneyland2011+132.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632356184062050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbwmJKGqoM3RPL9Y8Cog5VYsPMr-ov6l6hCJpCNGDdE_RczDIZsea4m2-ZOEMrzr4JXpXTX0HdGWg4T8wnHeNHnriBf9Q4ET466WEUAS7lBu-dC9CyHNd7JnKXmMuO-1Z6efstcH92Ono/s320/Disneyland2011+132.jpg" /></a> The McKinney Clan</div><div>While we were in St. George Wes had a big day. It was his 37th birthday on Saturday. He got a "special" birthday card ;) and I made a big dinner for him on Sunday Hope he had a memorable week.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUXDERa_QgsH3NwxyOALckE6re1aq4_lVA1tW4zE9gyhUecnFZa6zncIJxm71Mdp3oQWryvn_5DLxg-hp1KR0dnW6LEdlT3hi4NrSR7cRfH5hPj5g8lMVj1w7M6eeNYcmpaetYeEcNR7s/s1600/Disneyland2011+154.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580632353241102770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUXDERa_QgsH3NwxyOALckE6re1aq4_lVA1tW4zE9gyhUecnFZa6zncIJxm71Mdp3oQWryvn_5DLxg-hp1KR0dnW6LEdlT3hi4NrSR7cRfH5hPj5g8lMVj1w7M6eeNYcmpaetYeEcNR7s/s320/Disneyland2011+154.jpg" /></a> So Cameron's team, from our little valley, SWAT VALLEY UNITED, WON the Championship! On Saturday we got rained on all day for the games, we enjoyed a nice pasta buffet as a team afterwards, and then on Monday finished off the games. The championship game was a close one. Going to overtime and then ending with a shoot-out. The boys did great-we were proud of them whether they won or not-but it's always funner to come out on top I guess.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0o6_bSXJNGc_guEJxz0cWQkaWXyaK1gzwP1iDMEvTjJY5DCtmT2_qJKW-FQ3c8MC2XDP_6lvqZQgfXDewyxPRnWDMtZeuJqVjm4C8ERoqYCOj7Bc3o_TpHl3cPi4ScoN5SCQ_NWtBgM6m/s1600/Disneyland2011+153.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580631602104781282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0o6_bSXJNGc_guEJxz0cWQkaWXyaK1gzwP1iDMEvTjJY5DCtmT2_qJKW-FQ3c8MC2XDP_6lvqZQgfXDewyxPRnWDMtZeuJqVjm4C8ERoqYCOj7Bc3o_TpHl3cPi4ScoN5SCQ_NWtBgM6m/s320/Disneyland2011+153.jpg" /></a> SWAT stands for Soccer With ATTI-TUDE!</div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMBNl47oxuCduOEFySQGWftFgMke37b3Opbes3je6hrrGZw3Tg-0k2JDfXABA4sRb_5Dz1Pn5ck1HB1ELAZtxPTi0y-APaLvsi_tYDxj0KXZbl7b8yWgmvoQvsS0rImwqHuONfQae_epU/s1600/Disneyland2011+140.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580631594632036818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMBNl47oxuCduOEFySQGWftFgMke37b3Opbes3je6hrrGZw3Tg-0k2JDfXABA4sRb_5Dz1Pn5ck1HB1ELAZtxPTi0y-APaLvsi_tYDxj0KXZbl7b8yWgmvoQvsS0rImwqHuONfQae_epU/s320/Disneyland2011+140.jpg" /></a> This is a friend to Cameron and Zac, Nate Preston, who flew out the next day to New Zealand, the day of the devastating earthquake. Their family is moving back their but they are in a different part of the country so seem to be doing fine. Best of Luck to them and their family.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi53Nr_lsvfEYOCjA9fe5lrh4eO6HzAo0d4tMFi0WdZOvyDokXa1jd8Zd1w2PyhQ42RVMyobpJKX-wSvB5MSDOGldZ7O0N5Q7EgItwjBCJXxouaJhsVNQEFFzA6_9t7_FjQ0bLXw2cbJwEN/s1600/Disneyland2011+059.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580631597573187746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi53Nr_lsvfEYOCjA9fe5lrh4eO6HzAo0d4tMFi0WdZOvyDokXa1jd8Zd1w2PyhQ42RVMyobpJKX-wSvB5MSDOGldZ7O0N5Q7EgItwjBCJXxouaJhsVNQEFFzA6_9t7_FjQ0bLXw2cbJwEN/s320/Disneyland2011+059.jpg" /></a><br />On our way to California we stopped at our dear friends, the Bainbridge Family, WE LOOOOOVE spending time with them and the kids all do well together. They are always so hospitable and we always feel at home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98JU0MsE4loeGQCPFLU9I0N_94sOWqMayTuXVeMjPItBCfhrC6UCJXR9k1FugnmEFE8iCwCc2EQcFknvVgqzV5uiVZZfPfW5s6y_e8okjdgEc07yM8i5HypT2SIUIC8roxPMg2kfWzf9W/s1600/Disneyland2011+051.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580631590570067874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi98JU0MsE4loeGQCPFLU9I0N_94sOWqMayTuXVeMjPItBCfhrC6UCJXR9k1FugnmEFE8iCwCc2EQcFknvVgqzV5uiVZZfPfW5s6y_e8okjdgEc07yM8i5HypT2SIUIC8roxPMg2kfWzf9W/s320/Disneyland2011+051.jpg" /></a> Wish we could have spent more time with them but we had a very important meeting with some very important people:)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqh89odfxVhdWTht_FRB4B-dU841wMvHSqIBGya0KcytmeTP36SDyasfL64JpbeQikgemK8-K48qnYTMWLavaS-AsAHqWZAsw4xRE3OlL2CkLZ2_yjXaAatbBGT9Yk714v2Xd2Ekyr3aca/s1600/Disneyland2011+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580631586668136482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqh89odfxVhdWTht_FRB4B-dU841wMvHSqIBGya0KcytmeTP36SDyasfL64JpbeQikgemK8-K48qnYTMWLavaS-AsAHqWZAsw4xRE3OlL2CkLZ2_yjXaAatbBGT9Yk714v2Xd2Ekyr3aca/s320/Disneyland2011+005.jpg" /></a> The Happiest Place on Earth with Special Family Members!</div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Dgdkd9OaRStp-XrFiz_-MQKSbbIzU-VFn8S7RUN0xcWg5p2-nYyiS-mu3ruDiNi0TtWeOmj-VpLjotn7kje3VeGplHY2nTzvNMnqotjkrdZcF-k5K4BsT5OnuQKnoA-qXD6GcxGKGuzp/s1600/Disneyland2011+074.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580630759195772146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Dgdkd9OaRStp-XrFiz_-MQKSbbIzU-VFn8S7RUN0xcWg5p2-nYyiS-mu3ruDiNi0TtWeOmj-VpLjotn7kje3VeGplHY2nTzvNMnqotjkrdZcF-k5K4BsT5OnuQKnoA-qXD6GcxGKGuzp/s320/Disneyland2011+074.jpg" /></a> Especially THIS little Cutie Patootie!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWKVjldcxHtE6njdSyliWiSnKNei6hPcRL-q_A4l9y34NcJEYX-Dld-DXHIg253JLJI4xnRkOrrQwLJi-Uu0tFgfU-L6zccaQ-b73FWU5HsolOW6y4NiA6FjWxDtLB8wjyNEYBohWb1zC/s1600/Disneyland2011+069.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580630752342891186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaWKVjldcxHtE6njdSyliWiSnKNei6hPcRL-q_A4l9y34NcJEYX-Dld-DXHIg253JLJI4xnRkOrrQwLJi-Uu0tFgfU-L6zccaQ-b73FWU5HsolOW6y4NiA6FjWxDtLB8wjyNEYBohWb1zC/s320/Disneyland2011+069.jpg" /></a><br /> Three of my main men waiting in line for Pirates of the Caribbean. Ethan was quite enthralled with it all. He even kept his glasses on and sat like a statue during the 3-D movies. He cried a few times in some of the rides, but I think overall loved it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVxQpbPqY55GRMgwU6pvkKhPaDqOGesSq5OjleXjZ0Xk6VUaNYcGX-V5PfuK4yLJRoddYJBBj3BRXr0lKNtC_o6hOJUkAlF2nXquCntyt_-HaG6_28OmkGrJXKEvhEB-gXENgDP4wS4PYu/s1600/Disneyland2011+089.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580630751236211906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVxQpbPqY55GRMgwU6pvkKhPaDqOGesSq5OjleXjZ0Xk6VUaNYcGX-V5PfuK4yLJRoddYJBBj3BRXr0lKNtC_o6hOJUkAlF2nXquCntyt_-HaG6_28OmkGrJXKEvhEB-gXENgDP4wS4PYu/s320/Disneyland2011+089.jpg" /></a> The boys weren't actually all that thrilled to ride the teacups but it was a MUST for their Disneyland experience. Notice the matchy matchy shirts. I totally recommend it for any family going to a crowded place with lots of kiddos, although, we got quite a few stares and comments when Wes and I had Dallin and Jocey by ourselves with our kiddos-HA!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrAAWwn09ZIkaviIzaiz3oYm3MHmuOuqqsfLNaN9nYELw9Z7gMQHohyphenhyphenWQw-hQ3NriZsVT8SKjNC0oL3nDLmIFuRrwvEsqz9GaW5k0ueZ7KT1gz4YYaprYi4g6cId8YWZPg1h0K6_hbIMiA/s1600/Disneyland2011+175.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580630749937598738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrAAWwn09ZIkaviIzaiz3oYm3MHmuOuqqsfLNaN9nYELw9Z7gMQHohyphenhyphenWQw-hQ3NriZsVT8SKjNC0oL3nDLmIFuRrwvEsqz9GaW5k0ueZ7KT1gz4YYaprYi4g6cId8YWZPg1h0K6_hbIMiA/s320/Disneyland2011+175.jpg" /></a> One of the highlights was the girls getting to meet the princesses. The Disney workers were very kind and let us meet 3 of the princesses before the next shift of princesses. They met Cinderella, Ariel, Jasmine, Pocahontas, Belle, and Aurora. They were soooooo sweet and very much in character and gave each of them special attention. Lucy LOVED It!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireMNY4AjqYlrG7Z98KPqSvjc4F42zXlca4C6_64rHUpHDDlPRZhaI6NlU3sN-IP1C_3Bp1oVF9QJRdb6yPOK4Xn3oJxxfVbRlFahTdQObLqd65ZcbC_3UWp6USgNt8p5i1AYvf5QYRZ0l/s1600/Disneyland2011+184.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580630744834790082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEireMNY4AjqYlrG7Z98KPqSvjc4F42zXlca4C6_64rHUpHDDlPRZhaI6NlU3sN-IP1C_3Bp1oVF9QJRdb6yPOK4Xn3oJxxfVbRlFahTdQObLqd65ZcbC_3UWp6USgNt8p5i1AYvf5QYRZ0l/s320/Disneyland2011+184.jpg" /></a> and I can't say enough of how Sweet Tinkerbell was. You can tell that their personalities are genuinely that sweet. Overall we had such a great time. The kids had so much fun and it was even magical for me. We love our hotel-Radisson Suites in Buena Park, the breakfast's themselves were Amazing. We relished in getting to spend time with family even though it can get quite chaotic with so many people. Even Mel got to spend some time with us. We appreciated my parents help and Ryan and Meagan's help. I know they would have probably had a lot more fun if they were just by themselves but they were so patient. THANK YOU!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-38086888514107881312011-01-03T10:52:00.001-08:002011-01-03T11:43:20.953-08:00December 2010<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJGgTIFwzKwE4IHgRZEr-2tMSvGHQqJs98d3dmvevdG0hBIiWNv9-IJnZG9IP6k3hKoAu_eKMvowmbTIjgofjlrRESrKtzTMJlRDENdXGHqv6CdK2j_jGtQWxzLOMpqFWc88A2sCeIy1b/s1600/IMG_3201.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558039110096640690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJGgTIFwzKwE4IHgRZEr-2tMSvGHQqJs98d3dmvevdG0hBIiWNv9-IJnZG9IP6k3hKoAu_eKMvowmbTIjgofjlrRESrKtzTMJlRDENdXGHqv6CdK2j_jGtQWxzLOMpqFWc88A2sCeIy1b/s320/IMG_3201.JPG" /></a> Well, the kids have "adopted" this new pet that's made a home under a pile of concrete slabs by our back door. The kids will throw a carrot, apple, or few leaves of lettuce every once in awhile. It was eating a tree close to it's home so Zac wrapped cardboard around it. Little Bunny FOoFOo fits don't ya think. <br /><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558037209833742754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijH-ZJIkr_zgf0Nr45QeDow7EtmnfyUvXeMa6y-iCVTumq-aar5RCxp6kRQO5D66TM1y6wY_IhkFkkg2RSRmLBNgVjwXXV1Y2tW4VaFTfgwmUlzsA3rdowgdnm3eGUbcuZbDA4TqDMXPjt/s320/christmas+2010+026.jpg" /></div><div>Brooklyn has got to do some fun things in preschool- this was H is for house. The Christmas season really does make it easy for endless crafts and ideas to make learning fun for the kids. In school Zac did his first science project entitled SODA or SMILE. He did a good job and is quite the presenter.</div><div> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558036347661345346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG6XVDkUMA4QOCvIadCp-X5AxdhC9wieICJd6752_VIc3dQ8MvEEyToWLsIV_gkG6icCMhsjd-fvFgt0qKVIUPJvAvZgY_NpIzSbihcpHPO3jjOQVu5JIRwIyqdC42M6h95bb5hdlsNwDY/s320/christmas+2010+033.jpg" /></div><div>The week of Christmas we found out that my cousins little boy Andrew had passed away through the night of SIDS. He was only a month younger than Ethan. We mourn for their loss, especially at this time of the year, but are grateful that they have the same knowledge that we do-that Families are FOrever-and the Savior takes the sting of death away. It made it more memorable this season to really enjoy spending time with family members, especially my children. The kids had fun playing with cousins and Grandma's and Grandpas.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558036351849303074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dSbrqyyABq2293u4L-aiG2AMT9zO_gXpBFZ969ctCn90QtAKB_mnouJbO_d_ZyRRU-rVQciru7n2XlK70EjkPF32-gxEaFoztUeG7whbJ6F63EULK31gIO8lC9N-pxDrgV8mOg07eeAP/s320/christmas+2010+030.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558037214059451970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidvtSgJfRTcH3Jm3Qcb-H8LmBQe7QEgz2FiuBU-yy5tNWKhmcyWnsj96gvDpUT1h3UQtvwgQs_sPCucHF5ut_QkshxF_kW4YIbJVj19zqi7lkAO3XRBRew2kBdCYx6yWJpWriNN25jkea2/s320/christmas+2010+039.jpg" /></div><div>Christmas Eve we did our annual reading re-enacting of the Nativity.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558037218446509218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipLccBqULlPj-PfNfY4lSpEhaUJj7gUllggP1g9Oa5wa-_Vu8NjmmfaAMm6vb-KoQMB9FqSP68ScEBXLL_40UBNlKkmFr3jAShgzKk02dXdUINy8_X8EBgMS5w3jngXE3gXRmujtfyZDnf/s320/christmas+2010+052.jpg" /> Twas the Night Before Christmas. . .<br /><div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558037207777405330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEm77GmhddiAqqGn9K5W9EBZ7iYKsUwG-EAtSP138UHR7v70qLYoOT_FONRmCD7COA0IZC6GS8k3J52gVpHxueqPyUliyRGhNSOe77snqJlK9rkL80yV1hbgqaF3SaJ9PWJvLQv2kQEALq/s320/christmas+2010+035.jpg" /></div><div>The stockings were hung by the chimney with care. . . .</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558036331150397154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG2FuOrG9iyfkT-Qmxcn4vS05jXLon1OeGfXwbyM-WtKLz1AUEJ8hBO-6IJhvsrT1-8dImMv7zjHPp3KFzweazFlb__GPfwMv2q9AEzPxAJgKvjSJfzflNfxPWDZF22cfJ4gz33WpH2q2o/s320/christmas+2010+061.jpg" /> in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there. . . .not quite Santa, but we'll take him!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558036341258544402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmA6NPeQ3cTDrp1aS0aiVQ9h9UJPvKv_n6xf8HUnA_zShyphenhyphenqlYGi9AD3t4DMST6I0mZK7vuT5OrHZxqr8PW0qF9o47xMR-Iv7_ra8EDSMgLl0FAoUD9A2QNSaOEouT5ctzQ1GpW2ogY4whG/s320/christmas+2010+060.jpg" /> Wow-Santa came! The kids must have been really good this year! A little spoiled I might add. Elf Aunt Angie gets a little carried away ;)<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558036344178321698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWzkxMbT4pwYV9R9O4VbngZCx7FbZhOo62RjAVfwJOQQ_hknyoUG3tYuzimrJtcEpIriCHKU1Se54u0hyphenhyphen6gBdqUJVxGfDjYvJFV9qo_-134sBy0PgoiU2d6figaC5_mCloMYU2_moKwPBj/s320/christmas+2010+015.jpg" /></div><div>I had fun playing with the kids new games and putting together their bikes and toys.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558037223789999810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdkCbKiir5B8O0XcnRxh9gYkCYylv6YjNObK-69PGSGp7PkhAgelILU6g7kwvD9g8KtlDBqtxm97WG6og5BsCYltycTYQ2tM27c0TsugV2LJWyGUwhDzD6HszrtK2jgu9i0g8Y9TUHkfDT/s320/christmas+2010+066.jpg" /> The end of this month I did a wedding cake for a girl I used to teach in my Laurel class-chocolate mint ganache cake with fondant and white chocolate snowflakes with edible pearls. We've enjoyed this season-making snowmen, going sledding, and drinking lots of hot chocolate and playing games with each other. We look forward to another great year-creating memories with our loved ones, learning, loving, and are so grateful for all that our Heavenly Father has blessed us with and continues to bless us with.<br /><div><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-73672916056972686442010-12-06T08:17:00.001-08:002010-12-06T11:25:10.043-08:00November 2010<div>Well, I uploaded these pics last and I don't want to move them everywhere so I guess I'll start with Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was a great time like always. It wasn't the regular big crew like usual since G&G Smith went to Utah for Thanksgiving and some of my siblings were at inlaws this year-but it was still fun. I was impressed with how brave everyone was to face the freezing temps and go out side. Uncle Scott brought his huge kite which pulls ya skiing and can even lift you up in the air about 15 feet. The men(and my sisters) went and shot guns, the kiddos went sledding and snowmobiling. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtA0f8t0QcVUdiS6DripdQvbepYC0LVlslNBNXhsEEqTnNPSU_OgSu8xpHduH_NZlNkaaY206YLTzVq1a9PQR2T9zGN6_Ie63ye1LeDmupl_WPqc7wU_7IUVUwnescAtclBEZngTPqnKeU/s1600/thanksgiving17.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547641689470143202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtA0f8t0QcVUdiS6DripdQvbepYC0LVlslNBNXhsEEqTnNPSU_OgSu8xpHduH_NZlNkaaY206YLTzVq1a9PQR2T9zGN6_Ie63ye1LeDmupl_WPqc7wU_7IUVUwnescAtclBEZngTPqnKeU/s320/thanksgiving17.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547641680466577922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmOs0T8cYbt6G3R-2si7G1yDCGT_H4uu63sj1H3iIEsv5cnU-J2X1BViTmFxF2cgyUQLvA4rs7O10oWdvtKODjH7sPxGiIZ4efLirPBZm0ceHmQogjYzepxRzD-Np91l9cN4pXhsCh16QC/s320/thanksgiving15.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547641674899341602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs03iQ5pLDcioeGu3QeIZNg-Ywmf_CvkPUa5V1Mkc-XiZdOgHfKiC1o5vgaoGT6O6w6NPtXEUqJCeOIWFjoxXWUZ5VW0u2vLn0_YwdGt3KC53zXvNNZUCijdPcHF23dTJ-OYXelokT4Kdo/s320/thanksgiving14.jpg" /><br /><div> This pic is of the kiddos sitting on my parents freezer while we were doing our pool tournament. It was a lot of FUN!<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547641672757504834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEa8_WJXY8JnbPRmYGTLMeC1shd5KpqzjnMqPV2_F3lDdSYjz_ZMU5xHf7VHIvPqC7KoArWMuGA7uLNRD4XCAuIL8yxGfd9HKeeIM9Br2OyOAAI1eRGXY9kzHsGZJYmg2SBNxko0VwdanR/s320/thanksgiving11.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547641669540842866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifgYrGTFwTST4gq-c_qFiZFSaijciC7I8DAcLea-_tEcDlBeDPm5zpVWlPslCVfOdj-UZZ-4qFimWtuDnN4cCAHJIU9Qj9rR0oDtFIYxvCr2gpsPB6gD-bxgL_SAxQSvYxMi8-L4Mja3-Y/s320/thanksgiving1.jpg" /></div><div>Because of all the snow Wes and my uncle and cousin were the only one's that could go up and get our annual cutting of the Christmas tree. I was a little worried when they'd been gone for over 3 hours. They Thankfully made it back OK- but it was quite the undertaking. They took the snomobiles but could only get up so far because of fallen trees etc. So they hiked about a mile in snow up to the waist. And then the trees just looked like piles of snow. I think they picked me out a pretty good tree if I do say so myself. Wes informed me if there was any snow on the ground next year we are getting our tree at a tree lot:(</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547644266636735650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2gZjJpqpfe6i6k2Hd3PHbS26gP0ONV5hq_ZHiqN6o2JW27SfhtFwwV51TUAOevd5BF4u5k7TQrTMEaXrhRzKOetP2srCzx6Curi4xRRyBKLv9YL6oFyNixmb2tg1uu2BmfxxzxHYG2wqS/s320/IMG_3084.JPG" /><br /><div><div>We started off November with a Party Celebration for Jonathan's 8th Birthday. They went on a Treasure Hunt, made personal pizzas, and lots of fun games. He wanted a dragon cake so I had fun creating this all edible dragon cake.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547606237163235474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQROutxYjHZDe_uRbZcqQ-BtMH9wx9zvkagm7OFjgwP5hZm-t_HtHjuquD3Ax5QyExIDPoDxur-684efyh7bcZxv3IGIHsZrLhd0RzFJVdXX7N3QMvM6ZkHRKwwVfA_EfLldc6Ec5ujW_/s320/IMG_2995.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547606222921214514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDd5Fhpuv4hsHQXDHQZX5a-tTO-UhQia-DF24ptaLPz0oRo3KO_xMdUUhElYLkPkAuuvA6vJYafsYoJ3yqT0-BiYcemWk8WHJul1Jpmfxjf0wBSyCgiT2rOVZaltRh0fyKGk4CeCKAYSbZ/s320/IMG_3002.JPG" /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div>The next day was the highlight of the month-Jonathan's baptism! Family made this such a special occasion by attending and participating. Doesn't Jonny look sharp in his Calvin Klein suit(a $20 dollar steal I found over a year ago at Macy's) We are proud of Jonathan and truly felt a great spirit that day.</div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547606202807662482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuDyqdtHfSHIM5eopOV-qhP0PPUDwULuj0MoCI643bncuKaFPXhmPKR6bVgE415FMLqvtE75m7Hk7wCqZ0T9MLoKGgb7Ol6Egl4Huv3e_gCDnyf0hfPiZ9PGorjmc6kj2alGHcDMDoYVJr/s320/nov22+002.jpg" /></div><br /><div>Mid-month we got our first real snowstorm. The deer decided to use it as an excuse to eat 12 of my evergreens-UGHHH! The tree that you see in the bottom left corner is now pretty much a stick.</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547606210884529234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsKxmuXyoLkvKVBCOT2HlzoMA6_VlNG_K9qW6OHL2-PGic6N_At5tSvQYhxpcbtu8SxJtYnVqtQF7ah6hBBcRLDJ7u7Iy7jFpb2d3g2Bfw5KKVrZA6l_LjSQuIwsyzWzmEgTv9eipq2mqQ/s320/nov22+004.jpg" /></div><div>Hailey had her 1st grade Thanksgiving program. Out of all the programs-I think the Thanksgiving program is my favorite. They did awesome songs with indian sign language-quoted cute poems-she did an AWESOME job!(she's the cutest little pilgrim I might add)</div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547606241246478386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQ4KV088JhuJywQZtar1JpFLIDnSIx36A7Gj7Yri-a8_wto9rUvyuz2xvxmlTr-kNiBwf7zZ1xf_reNzc-BdlXojCk6Ma47gWECAV1fwnH4V3L_xlR_JJJmKM4kyorWJkBbecpI59J7hX/s320/IMG_3039.JPG" /> I finally cashed in on my gift certificate Wes got me for mother's day/wedding anniversary. Only took 6 months-Ha! I decided to go back few years and put a little more of my blonde back in. It only took them a total of 5 hours to do my hair-tis why I don't get my hair done hardly. This was taken the day I got it-I wish I had a better pic of me-good as it gets.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547635250879006786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiIMZSpOsdrHOE0Ktuai-f9ZR5KDYXcQDs-rH9pdKwm3hO4DOC86XirSuLHQjW5t9VsBKQ0zHEJqmuXg8zCvjXDNvcPIK6zCDG6lMcIo9D0vAOqTby7hb8ZFNj91ID8O19wG3cLQLj8Z0y/s320/IMG_3028.JPG" /> Well, I am looking forward to this wonderful Christmas season coming up. It will be busy-that means I will have a lot to talk about next blog. Grateful for all the blessings that Heavenly Father has done for us and our family. <br />PS-Ethan has took up the hobby of reading-it looks like he found a pretty comfy reading corner-he's so stinkin cute!<br /><div><div><div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxxvMor2T6Tnx8ARToV0MeA9QcxM6Wuuwfp6Tf9Z4vyFa-2YEQ5bcltQ7aJQeP23xiq0XeyJ9rFVj_AtZpB2w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-44651368176292535022010-11-02T13:26:00.001-07:002010-11-02T14:17:02.248-07:00OctoberWell, the biggest event was Jonathan turning 8 this month. This is such an exciting age-he'll get to celebrate with friends this week and then Saturday family will get to come and participate in his baptism and confirmation. So EXCITED!! He had a wrestling tournament scheduled on his birthday but chose to participate anyways. He did awesome-placing 1st- and then we had quite the experience of singing happy birthday in the car while Jon blew out candles half hazardly placed in a frozen cheese cake from the grocery store, lit by the car lighter-oh well. We'll make it up to him this week.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535062383242639378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBBqXXo0BKzgpYBFZzCX_NXnOmdVXPxOGLENw94eO95_Ija_ftV_6ThR2osdvBzDQ5OM4ABgZ2h670dAI4BbBHUJhHO-X7Riq9lsr19bYROK8IcWUP3ogHaiVGu6ET9BXevpONxMp8TECH/s320/jonbday+029.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLEzdAoZCol5BvbJyKawD1zVfJakeQX0A6HIFN1vsJWmRuP7R_jt6MAvZH8CSgJC-odo6nu3ERtS5hXO-iJcEPJGx03UzXS9v7YJHFZHpTTZVcMoi_jtz44uvJDCdlcLmPNBlHZy_SNe60/s1600/jonbday+038.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535062398608788770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLEzdAoZCol5BvbJyKawD1zVfJakeQX0A6HIFN1vsJWmRuP7R_jt6MAvZH8CSgJC-odo6nu3ERtS5hXO-iJcEPJGx03UzXS9v7YJHFZHpTTZVcMoi_jtz44uvJDCdlcLmPNBlHZy_SNe60/s320/jonbday+038.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeq_MegvctxrLKUaRtQ7lfKbedwxx79xE4wbeBRhjYAJ9a9p32LtFO2JLto2cxEwm8AD8FOvYCv5ZuvSrTauJkJRO4XV6euxjI89l-Ke91hbftItsDoE4zkqDTDmgo3WhED3b0tbr1NGYd/s1600/jonbday+030.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535062388022547378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeq_MegvctxrLKUaRtQ7lfKbedwxx79xE4wbeBRhjYAJ9a9p32LtFO2JLto2cxEwm8AD8FOvYCv5ZuvSrTauJkJRO4XV6euxjI89l-Ke91hbftItsDoE4zkqDTDmgo3WhED3b0tbr1NGYd/s320/jonbday+030.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoYxxOtFf8AvPVc6-q2t8zFqYVHGOyI7m9eRNAfQ-zklL1AG9iwK4GvnWzfjbPmzHh2YDKtQxX8b-Y18Iqqq1r_uLVmcPuTt8TAkuh61hofq8PT-tBvxodTSs7DvhXq53RtXLSpcRnfTnI/s1600/nov1+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535055438275704706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoYxxOtFf8AvPVc6-q2t8zFqYVHGOyI7m9eRNAfQ-zklL1AG9iwK4GvnWzfjbPmzHh2YDKtQxX8b-Y18Iqqq1r_uLVmcPuTt8TAkuh61hofq8PT-tBvxodTSs7DvhXq53RtXLSpcRnfTnI/s320/nov1+004.jpg" /></a> In October our family was introduced to "wolf 'ums" from Wes's 2 day scout training. It is a new favorite to cook outside in the fireplace. You can fill them with practically anything but our fav choice is pudding and whipped cream.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijlN5M1oEkpmfs9Tz5CiHX1MAXD4IhXCvbCi0j0rHXq8xCZRTWgop9juJQRbdPI5r-AOO9Ni_lev4ftLahU2arf40Z6YDjWbbvAOkbMsCgBiF0ohJZDUMC3hUfx6A76YpBiM6Vmzkw2w-_/s1600/nov1+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535055431015649458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijlN5M1oEkpmfs9Tz5CiHX1MAXD4IhXCvbCi0j0rHXq8xCZRTWgop9juJQRbdPI5r-AOO9Ni_lev4ftLahU2arf40Z6YDjWbbvAOkbMsCgBiF0ohJZDUMC3hUfx6A76YpBiM6Vmzkw2w-_/s320/nov1+003.jpg" /></a> YOu just fit bisquit dough over a wooden dowel that we attached to our roasting sticks. My kids decided to stick a pile of pudding on Ethan's high chair one evening while we were cooking wolfums.-Tis the end result!<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535052277204703522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiknoUoTr_5Kt44kWQ7ZOIk_bnd17V6HwRatJ0jk2zpTExI7CS3ZQkrd_ffxJjngb4VIZULYMimTETxLYQuokgOwccej6XZ4iPsMH8i_7qg62S4ezlFEVGVRZbvi0KtgLcmB_ClL3V4fbOH/s320/jonbday+007.jpg" /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535052275406826610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwwrF5wfgvQKuzvjCfNCXoktty6ohkp7YBOfggTl2_zzP5ptKgmSMPqKRtyfIQnuzbxNZzkx9BJkqkEDV_WuIKM7suTZkB3PEocRDEEjJhZD0htKYOY-Eoa4647I0zDRlgq2qo-D3eGs6/s320/jonbday+016.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Brooklyn started preschool this last month. Another mother from my ward and I switch off every week with the curriculum and food. So Brooklyn only has one other classmate but it is a lot of fun-they are learning-and I get some grown up conversation during the day also. I did this with Hailey and it worked so well that I was glad to find somebody that wanted to do it with me. Pretty much everyone else signs up and sends there kiddos to a nearby preschool </div><div>but this way we save money and are hands on teaching our kids.</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdLnbqEiGf8ws2-ttzWmTHEHr4LP_C8fO6dr-5Gtqt6_b_Sr4OCFgmHaOOnPoWmtMjfG-pq7g3ZsX-96ylOdw00C1_u-CibqJXqjNwcpiAvKVVnFnA79fhuKBLg3FGRSll10yXc9LNhPG/s1600/nov1+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535055425588983266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdLnbqEiGf8ws2-ttzWmTHEHr4LP_C8fO6dr-5Gtqt6_b_Sr4OCFgmHaOOnPoWmtMjfG-pq7g3ZsX-96ylOdw00C1_u-CibqJXqjNwcpiAvKVVnFnA79fhuKBLg3FGRSll10yXc9LNhPG/s320/nov1+019.jpg" /></a> The annual carving of the pumpkin-it's nice when the kids are big enough to trust them with a sharp object-it saved Wes and I a lot less hassle of trying to carve a "million" pumpkins.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXf61mpobTuxVU_QOjJw99kDoSj8W_PTECah5ft2UCGVlYNBc0IdSWqLOS120O6Gt2nDt6abtw2xB2qArpJXL5zboT8-L3kZDfSupSLRxrLVV6PqYxy8uAbT93qrqfPCvC1DH0daSQBh5V/s1600/oct30+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535055411932936258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXf61mpobTuxVU_QOjJw99kDoSj8W_PTECah5ft2UCGVlYNBc0IdSWqLOS120O6Gt2nDt6abtw2xB2qArpJXL5zboT8-L3kZDfSupSLRxrLVV6PqYxy8uAbT93qrqfPCvC1DH0daSQBh5V/s320/oct30+011.jpg" /></a> My parents stopped at our house for a few hourse on their way back home. Dad was nice and helped with some of the make up before our ward Fall festival-He's talented If I say so myself.<br />This is Jonny<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVJpX9oS_wB9-fDl1qPeM_I6F78uuNoCDo4lXHBd_BQSUEdrJPzdNW6UPqS2fnmtkVuzyBYGdIiS_kTX9y4JuexCKPsb5_0e6yPZWuSIudRSmKByNp4IduEvVssTIy3rbhotvMcNFBnIy/s1600/oct30+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535055409252781634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVJpX9oS_wB9-fDl1qPeM_I6F78uuNoCDo4lXHBd_BQSUEdrJPzdNW6UPqS2fnmtkVuzyBYGdIiS_kTX9y4JuexCKPsb5_0e6yPZWuSIudRSmKByNp4IduEvVssTIy3rbhotvMcNFBnIy/s320/oct30+002.jpg" /></a><br />Brooklyn was a beautiful Princess Aurora<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7QzL0J6YcSUhKcSkXCY-WlZ34yxxkK0Q7uhoSRCPgLDZlyFM3Wk3_pw1H3718kDIRPag0cHmBWtg8dA1Ak5w3bLZKPDBwWlMq6vPfzrvRk3yT63CxSKtw031fA_V1uiSYQOzaxFEzxrDO/s1600/oct30+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535054745882793538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7QzL0J6YcSUhKcSkXCY-WlZ34yxxkK0Q7uhoSRCPgLDZlyFM3Wk3_pw1H3718kDIRPag0cHmBWtg8dA1Ak5w3bLZKPDBwWlMq6vPfzrvRk3yT63CxSKtw031fA_V1uiSYQOzaxFEzxrDO/s320/oct30+010.jpg" /></a> Crazy Cameron was a cowboy<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_jdB5lsYKLBfKOqED4RrR9eG_rd7xJQF0-d2Gn5_DwM0XqQDX1sxh3nQTTDQ8-GaSQX02txsczNBRqJbNJBChJFyx-vCRZFu1MLJ3uhvjJdzP6nx4jNWyhjq1-pBNqjPFvJMuCKuHORG/s1600/oct30+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535054743984926290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_jdB5lsYKLBfKOqED4RrR9eG_rd7xJQF0-d2Gn5_DwM0XqQDX1sxh3nQTTDQ8-GaSQX02txsczNBRqJbNJBChJFyx-vCRZFu1MLJ3uhvjJdzP6nx4jNWyhjq1-pBNqjPFvJMuCKuHORG/s320/oct30+008.jpg" /></a> Zac-well, he's at that trying to be cool stage<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVdNSCik42FdfrCN9UrPSSEg7v7bt0kqAPZAm958L8w33aqP85tq3DEvXpcaO_tdXrlR14jAZuIS60tM8rcaD29QSSzAPddJJfZX1lle-X7m8EVhTqTyQtJ54kdiabvksXBLvUtR1-EE0/s1600/oct30+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535054740464631154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvVdNSCik42FdfrCN9UrPSSEg7v7bt0kqAPZAm958L8w33aqP85tq3DEvXpcaO_tdXrlR14jAZuIS60tM8rcaD29QSSzAPddJJfZX1lle-X7m8EVhTqTyQtJ54kdiabvksXBLvUtR1-EE0/s320/oct30+007.jpg" /></a><br />The cutest little cowardly lion I EVER did see! Mr. Ethan<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TnlWxNg0gdT4VsLLIP-w4aqZcS7AM5AhlzgzHXPfgBq-9pHEVn0N1G3XU-1rLMdjVxxv_r_NApf95636vYfX-X_hgwOa-o2VHIUL2r83_h_flMCWrgqwxCNwNzeeq4r9V2i5GoWHQIVy/s1600/oct30+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535054736133400882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7TnlWxNg0gdT4VsLLIP-w4aqZcS7AM5AhlzgzHXPfgBq-9pHEVn0N1G3XU-1rLMdjVxxv_r_NApf95636vYfX-X_hgwOa-o2VHIUL2r83_h_flMCWrgqwxCNwNzeeq4r9V2i5GoWHQIVy/s320/oct30+001.jpg" /></a> Hailey was a Princess Butterfly Fairy<br /><br /><br />The kids got to dress up for school Halloween party also<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhskL-pBw0n4_1c48X-1VugQZxbyQnNMdP4PYdX8aPwty4LH0xyp-dgqkmeYVAVZtoAUACZkfVt8xiL6xwmaMOJw4aqy2tI68o_sFxdGa07D4UrdXH323tzpxDq4W0pnKoXiJmvVSYuCVm/s1600/jonbday+028.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535052292266189426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhskL-pBw0n4_1c48X-1VugQZxbyQnNMdP4PYdX8aPwty4LH0xyp-dgqkmeYVAVZtoAUACZkfVt8xiL6xwmaMOJw4aqy2tI68o_sFxdGa07D4UrdXH323tzpxDq4W0pnKoXiJmvVSYuCVm/s320/jonbday+028.jpg" /></a> Jonathan the nerd</div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBtIW_pxiS5LDwm-TYTvT9ek9pX5ry2Y2lFKtQg0tZiSc2rrnJ6BtlmCJe7sdLV0Df7IDp9Eai7xEnN_eZiJ2U5TM7JaaxFuqhSfbcqHebkbP7poA65L7NanDh4S9CIihDWpkjzsoeLvSC/s1600/jonbday+023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535052281664694594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBtIW_pxiS5LDwm-TYTvT9ek9pX5ry2Y2lFKtQg0tZiSc2rrnJ6BtlmCJe7sdLV0Df7IDp9Eai7xEnN_eZiJ2U5TM7JaaxFuqhSfbcqHebkbP7poA65L7NanDh4S9CIihDWpkjzsoeLvSC/s320/jonbday+023.jpg" /></a><br />I was pretty impressed with Zac's own make up skills- even though it was for a clown.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZwFnJotbaQjcz8PAYDwV3BgE_3VGNUDjazIYKiwrfgzoMmJ0d6vOODR549g3pEchaEJjzqjLISY_QPj6IdFcPWFkLJt8fVdsWn9UayJkjlmjjymR4tf5zc5tcXzoFx54rTisS2sFSxWU/s1600/jonbday+024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535052282131253714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiZwFnJotbaQjcz8PAYDwV3BgE_3VGNUDjazIYKiwrfgzoMmJ0d6vOODR549g3pEchaEJjzqjLISY_QPj6IdFcPWFkLJt8fVdsWn9UayJkjlmjjymR4tf5zc5tcXzoFx54rTisS2sFSxWU/s320/jonbday+024.jpg" /></a><br />This was my first butterfly art on Hailey-notice the butterfly from the ward Fall festival is quite different-fun though. Well-those are some of the highlights from this month-next month is going to be just as exciting-can't wait.<br /><br /><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-47072597042899114472010-10-08T07:37:00.000-07:002010-10-08T08:22:38.981-07:00September<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgaGftLs7sQ-8-oAK02uSnQI6HBEbKas1j48UZv1seT17SZGNniSmves-Inps15gvlBi6E8p81UR-WFBHD5aE9p2i3Zkbch0Doi_7RZf5OOodfGOVPBgiEVM6TC9yxAq7i56vXu7V1rJT/s1600/IMG_2878.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525695819540316274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvgaGftLs7sQ-8-oAK02uSnQI6HBEbKas1j48UZv1seT17SZGNniSmves-Inps15gvlBi6E8p81UR-WFBHD5aE9p2i3Zkbch0Doi_7RZf5OOodfGOVPBgiEVM6TC9yxAq7i56vXu7V1rJT/s320/IMG_2878.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iJY-MM2doypC8S6F96NOD9N2a-xYskw1W5v-4U6445KvxaKDPhP_Lju3QeH4eydy_77NXtRYdvPamJg7_a2ajexhk4f9I5aRZczcKL4Nf8OH02tntpt7gycHDJk-0qTqRxCJ3ClXYJU0/s1600/IMG_2865.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525695569767330898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4iJY-MM2doypC8S6F96NOD9N2a-xYskw1W5v-4U6445KvxaKDPhP_Lju3QeH4eydy_77NXtRYdvPamJg7_a2ajexhk4f9I5aRZczcKL4Nf8OH02tntpt7gycHDJk-0qTqRxCJ3ClXYJU0/s320/IMG_2865.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTAzibmX2MNdJ0kmdmgUeM3_wBefyeRbRqYyOXw3Iwe40HXRQjjUJ4PaVCB1vY2Y9AM1TeMK5cxyc3-phfzfbYeSu0Fg9yKzD5uhtLXU2sd3pzOa-rXHhQT3E4K3g1imkxEZKR1uDCPAR/s1600/IMG_2858.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525695290048133506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKTAzibmX2MNdJ0kmdmgUeM3_wBefyeRbRqYyOXw3Iwe40HXRQjjUJ4PaVCB1vY2Y9AM1TeMK5cxyc3-phfzfbYeSu0Fg9yKzD5uhtLXU2sd3pzOa-rXHhQT3E4K3g1imkxEZKR1uDCPAR/s320/IMG_2858.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>We've kept busy-If there's not a soccer practice, game, scouts, dance, or homework that has to be done-who knows what we're doing! I put up some strawberry and peach jam a few weeks back, and salsa a few weeks before(I decided to get creative and did a batch of peach salsa, black bean and corn salsa, reg salsa, and chili sauce-MMM!) I love feeling a little self-reliant when I put up some of my own food storage-I wish it was more often than naught though. My garden pretty much turned out to be an Obedience Garden. I planted it, weeded it, watered it-and got NOTHING out of it(well, does six cobs of corn and carrots count)-sigh! But I believe we were still blessed by trying to be obedient-we got a plethera of produce from kind neighbors gardens. Ethan turned 1 year old the end of September. He's been walking like a pro for over a month now. His siblings think everything he does is awesomely entertaining-they can't get enough of him-either can I. His personality is really starting to blossom-fake laughs, temper tantrums, dancing, making silly sounds, cheesy grins, peek-a-boos, wrestling, and nice big bear hugs. I just got a phone call from the Weber County Planning about my business license-every thing so far has been approved-my drive way even had to get a $13oo make over-EEEK! That hurt the pocket book but it actually is a lot nicer and usable for my students- and us! I really enjoyed conference weekend up in Idaho. It's always nice to relax with family and partake of the spirit and the messages. We are so blessed to have living prophets to guide and direct us. The Holy Ghost to prompt and inspire us. Our Savior who gives us hope and a path to follow. A loving Heavenly Father to bless and help us. Family to support and teach us. Friends that serve and show kindness. WE ARE SOOO BLESSED! </div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-11824857109355863632010-09-24T14:22:00.000-07:002010-09-24T15:05:13.646-07:00<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2TJHWe15hu0jKunRjjzzH426vD5MrqZpIQDioQYYwP8o2DNxl8ZRLmtgz_IfUU0ZtiFcJm_KiLfI9bIk85p2qM9FNvQ_AzvhVGHEzL9WChlL8pSl2ovA_dJMzz1Odc6dr7saD-vWuhQQ/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+094.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520595237876292930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh2TJHWe15hu0jKunRjjzzH426vD5MrqZpIQDioQYYwP8o2DNxl8ZRLmtgz_IfUU0ZtiFcJm_KiLfI9bIk85p2qM9FNvQ_AzvhVGHEzL9WChlL8pSl2ovA_dJMzz1Odc6dr7saD-vWuhQQ/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+094.jpg" /></a> We went with(took the 3 older boys) the YM and YW to Music and the Spoken Word one Sunday-I can never get used to the goose bumps and hairs rising on my arms when I listen to them sing LIVE-the orchestra was there too. Senator Orrin Hatch passed us by-I was polite and didn't take a pic-but he sure had on enough make up for his own funeral or something-anyways. Our YM pres. dad works @music & spoken word and so hooked up our youth group to a tour underneath the tabernacle building(litterally underneath the tabernacle, assembly hall, and beautiful landscape. The church does everything top notch. Everything was aesthetically beautiful and technically advanced. Amazing to see where all the Tabernacle choir gets their music(it's like a mini post office), and dressed, and practices, and records etc. We had time before we had to get back for sacrament so some Sister missionaries took us on tour. There is an awesome new set up in one of the visitor's centers that has a mini replecation of the SL temple. It's like a doll house-detailed down to the paintings, lighting, and furniture-COOL! They also have a big screen where you can touch it take your own 3-D tour of the temple. I can't believe they even got the detail of the ceiling in the Celestial Room-amazing. We ended @ the Christus-special!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8IeEFneo_q1e3tNYhlub0nZlF5Bj-yooh-5m3sPxm43a1g4b7uz1JjUNUdV1ZEGEAniX_h_sItmtC6BvPu6EiJF3HdrJz0TFV_soC_QCO28Zu9yW2F6yPrHVqvBdggz2oJm_4-3sJOaj/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+081.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520595065975622530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8IeEFneo_q1e3tNYhlub0nZlF5Bj-yooh-5m3sPxm43a1g4b7uz1JjUNUdV1ZEGEAniX_h_sItmtC6BvPu6EiJF3HdrJz0TFV_soC_QCO28Zu9yW2F6yPrHVqvBdggz2oJm_4-3sJOaj/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+081.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgtXpNTXPHrt22rAEK3jpJg58W6HSGW5Z_uzvQiMpzXpKeHr9JetdfL0yVwTPRMK2JjP262C2r5qSbHn2B8wlnX3Z8RofXFoRncB5Eicf2ax-PnwbnrkJhuDs2HjZ_vobCuC3lZiCbLGo/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+069.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 385px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520600046025375602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgtXpNTXPHrt22rAEK3jpJg58W6HSGW5Z_uzvQiMpzXpKeHr9JetdfL0yVwTPRMK2JjP262C2r5qSbHn2B8wlnX3Z8RofXFoRncB5Eicf2ax-PnwbnrkJhuDs2HjZ_vobCuC3lZiCbLGo/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+069.jpg" /></a><br />So instead of buying the regular presents for our kids this year for their birthdays-I bought tickets to the Lion King. We went early, ate at a authentic Italian pizza restaurant called Settebello's(YUMMMMMMMMY!) THe pizza's only took like 3 min to cook and it was soooooo fun for Wes to incorporate stories from his mission on "pizza" experiences and etiquette. The kids really love it when Wes talks about his mission-they think he's the coolest and they felt like they were part of it. THe show was AMAZING!!!!!!!! Even though we had nose bleed seats I just couldn't get over the costuming, puppets, music EVERYTHING!!!!!! I'll take this kind of experience over picking up toys off the floor and taking un-played with toys to the DI every year that they got from their birthdays the year before.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBYBFPvFpbBflXZQ52CPDQxYXvYeyOKb_kWPMMh5tW4eWOSeMjtl2RlFp1WgAYK_6h2uA8hFiVspek480hpJBelJ8hVc33C50QfsqfbilpBpKDtXY2PkjJOk_IFg-7tjXKANNWOap8jnV/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+073.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520594670763707282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBYBFPvFpbBflXZQ52CPDQxYXvYeyOKb_kWPMMh5tW4eWOSeMjtl2RlFp1WgAYK_6h2uA8hFiVspek480hpJBelJ8hVc33C50QfsqfbilpBpKDtXY2PkjJOk_IFg-7tjXKANNWOap8jnV/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+073.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />The kids LOVE school (so far) They all have great teachers and seem to be doing well in their studies and keeping up with their curriculum.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKFzBM7gScO2G6sK1An73PrGAnv-gnwDTOsXkM2_819-TvVupvmQPNNMDbUCrqlaiBHmaA75pH2WsNOJtWMUVr0rkSb_zRbjzix76uOQP4q-6ooO9u7Kijz9I36oWSnszyv8xzFgNi4zM/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+066.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520594428306565282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKFzBM7gScO2G6sK1An73PrGAnv-gnwDTOsXkM2_819-TvVupvmQPNNMDbUCrqlaiBHmaA75pH2WsNOJtWMUVr0rkSb_zRbjzix76uOQP4q-6ooO9u7Kijz9I36oWSnszyv8xzFgNi4zM/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+066.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />We had a nice experience going to Bear Lake this year. A guy Wes works with invited us to his family cabin. We had a panoramic view of the whole lake. Another family came also(he works for Layton too) It was good to meet the people that Wes spends so much time with other than home. These were two good men and I'm glad Wes has friends that have the same standards etc. We had fun playing @ the beach, talking, playing games, and of course-eating! We went up to Idaho afterwards and spent some time @ my mom and dad's. Grandma Smith had an accident a week before (fell and broke femur right under the ball) She has a metal rod and screws in her leg now. My aunts have been taking turns taking care of her because she needs a lot of help just getting around and grandpa's health is not good. It was good to see her, she is always in good spirits-soo funny!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjv0-ogvT5yXuBclS8qbk5GqTj8fXQt-9i_T6Elvb3-AHeg9KCwLJ_zFfoZWjcOnk6odqcGBZwjsTIzJPMjXnuRQQ3M8o1nISYJnliLfmUrroCqD8JRSuMMJ4aQGF7WDFh-Qlf3ZnWgc8_/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+013.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520594186114931058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjv0-ogvT5yXuBclS8qbk5GqTj8fXQt-9i_T6Elvb3-AHeg9KCwLJ_zFfoZWjcOnk6odqcGBZwjsTIzJPMjXnuRQQ3M8o1nISYJnliLfmUrroCqD8JRSuMMJ4aQGF7WDFh-Qlf3ZnWgc8_/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+013.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcq1I_fEBIi8LM7V7dLgTxv_gI91odZJvQLgMN-TWSq-8Cyf6T_vXw-nZo8Zvdfcl6CC5ZzCs11wbNnO2PEisKh847AQqwFG9hZIvwXMAUTFI0BfXJCh43qP1uJaQPb4pxqHoK6D-ysBkT/s1600/bearlake,ethan+walking+006.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593905118333826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcq1I_fEBIi8LM7V7dLgTxv_gI91odZJvQLgMN-TWSq-8Cyf6T_vXw-nZo8Zvdfcl6CC5ZzCs11wbNnO2PEisKh847AQqwFG9hZIvwXMAUTFI0BfXJCh43qP1uJaQPb4pxqHoK6D-ysBkT/s320/bearlake,ethan+walking+006.jpg" /></a> I've been keeping busy-with household and kids- but also with dance. let's just say I have A LOT of students this year. Every year the word gets around I guess. Most of my students I never knew before dance where before they were all neighbors or ward members. I enjoy myself and being able to be creative in my own element. oh, and the little excercise I get with it is a plus. Ethan is big time walking EVERYWHERE! He is so cute with his "cheesy grin" expressions and little noises that come out of his mouth(especially mmmooommmm) He cuddles with me and gives me big hugs as he wraps his arms around my kneck while he holds my hair;) Wes is enjoying his new position @ work in the detectives division as an SRO. Surprisingly he's kept really busy but likes being around kids and youth. They like him too I think. Well, that's it for now. Ta Ta<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-15135876122971601292010-08-13T07:27:00.000-07:002010-08-13T08:41:23.846-07:00Summer 2010-sorry-ALL over the placeThis morning I saw my link from my a friends blog post-updated "3 months ago" EEEEEK! Fortunately, I've been better @ keeping my personal journal but I still would like to keep up with basic happenings and pics of the McKinney clan. Now, just where do I begin. . . . . .<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYG-bqF9eZrp6NVnDSFH5CDrIKrm4apqhUOFhCEh5onYh34u6u96mLyqQ0MZzheWvSOBH4CGBKTn95PP5zg17Qq-ZozhDMA9xq8gtlHbyovk6GWsyhDhVxKZSNLyDcqddVWvS0Vfbr35e/s1600/IMG_2688.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504917231658320354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOYG-bqF9eZrp6NVnDSFH5CDrIKrm4apqhUOFhCEh5onYh34u6u96mLyqQ0MZzheWvSOBH4CGBKTn95PP5zg17Qq-ZozhDMA9xq8gtlHbyovk6GWsyhDhVxKZSNLyDcqddVWvS0Vfbr35e/s320/IMG_2688.JPG" /></a> Zac's first year scout camp-Cameron@ day camp<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisBai0G5mAPtXU1OGhCKRwN511S6GX6DN5zVnFFQt3vLL1s17mANAyGWp6Rkeyys5sWjjoxHc8iaSF2lKQt38cJcw5Lpg9DBnyvtDUQA2dapw1c9ztny2aKlfeRCSOY7WsMkl_mlUYC1l5/s1600/IMG_2739.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504910757711455986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisBai0G5mAPtXU1OGhCKRwN511S6GX6DN5zVnFFQt3vLL1s17mANAyGWp6Rkeyys5sWjjoxHc8iaSF2lKQt38cJcw5Lpg9DBnyvtDUQA2dapw1c9ztny2aKlfeRCSOY7WsMkl_mlUYC1l5/s320/IMG_2739.JPG" /></a>Hailey turned 6!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMimoDDwf7uwQ6LsFq8DiAbYGubquywrhPy0CneLu2ztF9W0HnoOKHBIqZbfqIEx7Ont07sJNxRIhuDAwCZjSlQXFw18lFPBcc4JTuF4ROTSW9XIdzeQv4Aj4f3hqa8vLIvJo2_f-b_bAU/s1600/IMG_2430.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504909858824954962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMimoDDwf7uwQ6LsFq8DiAbYGubquywrhPy0CneLu2ztF9W0HnoOKHBIqZbfqIEx7Ont07sJNxRIhuDAwCZjSlQXFw18lFPBcc4JTuF4ROTSW9XIdzeQv4Aj4f3hqa8vLIvJo2_f-b_bAU/s320/IMG_2430.JPG" /></a> Free Fishing Day in Idaho!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAc99-CPGwph-OXqkss_n3mgvzp68niWt18et248yBedsDNZBCd4mriU1y6QOzq5Gpucq5g4zCVvMuyA9InouUbR-r_uyZ1AnDbPreX0N2duxgqhZzOgWLmzxzK7YUita3uJPdlHdtQXOM/s1600/kids+recital+013.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504909198568433058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAc99-CPGwph-OXqkss_n3mgvzp68niWt18et248yBedsDNZBCd4mriU1y6QOzq5Gpucq5g4zCVvMuyA9InouUbR-r_uyZ1AnDbPreX0N2duxgqhZzOgWLmzxzK7YUita3uJPdlHdtQXOM/s320/kids+recital+013.jpg" /></a> Dance Recital-Success!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxhEPVKNnpUN867SMoDq_Xrh9evnOMU9o5JGQFPK_TSxnN-SmrozFgb1LBzLZ9QB28rK0Ti1ZmaOzqo93Tv85bljoAKFkuW7_FldNPa8iAgGvITByMvaUgGNXRPbhfJADWIBSbnlSIF33/s1600/kids+recital+001.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504909040924634786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxhEPVKNnpUN867SMoDq_Xrh9evnOMU9o5JGQFPK_TSxnN-SmrozFgb1LBzLZ9QB28rK0Ti1ZmaOzqo93Tv85bljoAKFkuW7_FldNPa8iAgGvITByMvaUgGNXRPbhfJADWIBSbnlSIF33/s320/kids+recital+001.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3HCfWB-xr_cEd47z-N7e4wVgjGZ7OyzJauCIMhc9RGwjulMlUTi7vPa-e0tx0z8EZwMHXaNrRWOnyBog-Zr7IbByJRP4d_UK1c8vtlPAx3kD_T_JlK0YLv_yCTwcYMMj7TbZWwhMU6jsv/s1600/IMG_2692.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504908462104940450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3HCfWB-xr_cEd47z-N7e4wVgjGZ7OyzJauCIMhc9RGwjulMlUTi7vPa-e0tx0z8EZwMHXaNrRWOnyBog-Zr7IbByJRP4d_UK1c8vtlPAx3kD_T_JlK0YLv_yCTwcYMMj7TbZWwhMU6jsv/s320/IMG_2692.JPG" /></a> Dad finished our built-in Cabinets YEA!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfp5-K07k-sEHCbnrscu8WVai5f1WNHYChChMkl13s0rgm7eMmaVS9DZipLyvFDJVMcTx83R4fNjoz2HPpicECC5-OSQDvqoLHVw2b40lggu3uzDb6SSJ_Qt9yKdJpypnVCY8e2Sz9Lvk/s1600/IMG_2601.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504908102106554402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKfp5-K07k-sEHCbnrscu8WVai5f1WNHYChChMkl13s0rgm7eMmaVS9DZipLyvFDJVMcTx83R4fNjoz2HPpicECC5-OSQDvqoLHVw2b40lggu3uzDb6SSJ_Qt9yKdJpypnVCY8e2Sz9Lvk/s320/IMG_2601.JPG" /></a> California 2010-fishing and BBQ w/ Cher's friends</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IMsBmaFO3BKohgjXCYACfwpeN3jar3JHZc70e_N5dyrpTnFgGvYxpyw-uSN6gc9JeCj1WaB8E_Rj5P1Uvn-CiOhEIGHkYZj78bF1RdqC7tLazrpU6pqeLQ6TjPh4Dtjf97UecW73evxl/s1600/IMG_2517.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504907456466029106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IMsBmaFO3BKohgjXCYACfwpeN3jar3JHZc70e_N5dyrpTnFgGvYxpyw-uSN6gc9JeCj1WaB8E_Rj5P1Uvn-CiOhEIGHkYZj78bF1RdqC7tLazrpU6pqeLQ6TjPh4Dtjf97UecW73evxl/s320/IMG_2517.JPG" /></a> Beach-what more can I say<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggHCkg3lwRaMHhfwDBHKKSXoM0jn0ntzgDzZ4JmAjKdP-fGgfIQB6sF1D1zKLpn1jsIQQ-f1DHKiMDkCzTuwbu5sA3GkTL9e42G0vPedorBlD-jowk_5i-rJzNvEqb9LD065DQJw01eLe/s1600/IMG_2592.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504907256429178130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggHCkg3lwRaMHhfwDBHKKSXoM0jn0ntzgDzZ4JmAjKdP-fGgfIQB6sF1D1zKLpn1jsIQQ-f1DHKiMDkCzTuwbu5sA3GkTL9e42G0vPedorBlD-jowk_5i-rJzNvEqb9LD065DQJw01eLe/s320/IMG_2592.JPG" /></a> Lucy, Lucy, Lucy! LOOOVED Lucy!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCvyCkcWquo02-UcDiWPVmNaWRSTDN8ofRoSrQ-VXUz-eqIg5CDzvAlVfhNKSM9nEEMNN7IU7eRfmmyl2Epqzw7z4chHeHD4tX2LQg3R6OeAibJaNUe1kajB0vRkIiSdPXGjWcdzWdaHn/s1600/IMG_2579.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504907059015694226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDCvyCkcWquo02-UcDiWPVmNaWRSTDN8ofRoSrQ-VXUz-eqIg5CDzvAlVfhNKSM9nEEMNN7IU7eRfmmyl2Epqzw7z4chHeHD4tX2LQg3R6OeAibJaNUe1kajB0vRkIiSdPXGjWcdzWdaHn/s320/IMG_2579.JPG" /></a> San Fransisco<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9n9an_NLKOQ1FFRcIbgU5JykNw3RHIdTwi2Yay3zTD2iqh20d4jVMbFS5j9KHBN0rcq7bq1Lo5YQNm2GmexJXrQ6rVjZQtcWNi1h42WdimxjI2pbnyKCTs_JGpuqFVpz4V9_LjrIW-cUc/s1600/IMG_2507.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504906830728750274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9n9an_NLKOQ1FFRcIbgU5JykNw3RHIdTwi2Yay3zTD2iqh20d4jVMbFS5j9KHBN0rcq7bq1Lo5YQNm2GmexJXrQ6rVjZQtcWNi1h42WdimxjI2pbnyKCTs_JGpuqFVpz4V9_LjrIW-cUc/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" /></a> Swimming and fun fun fun<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRt22GGA-Ir70BVma__X8UdNcwvFoefujTVXGl-zEtVi0aE6wctjd80pRYQSGVyCMTU5DyJIe_gt9M2DN-E37_z7LmcoKb4tNT3Dh3hBDRZKKwyLJLHbCLSZmTN5trMOHlXFw0pXVwHlt3/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_2553.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504906621370749538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRt22GGA-Ir70BVma__X8UdNcwvFoefujTVXGl-zEtVi0aE6wctjd80pRYQSGVyCMTU5DyJIe_gt9M2DN-E37_z7LmcoKb4tNT3Dh3hBDRZKKwyLJLHbCLSZmTN5trMOHlXFw0pXVwHlt3/s320/Copy+of+IMG_2553.JPG" /></a> The infamous bridge!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiDN0O2SLAUmI4EsgxTx1KGMPQjGXS-uZIeIn6_JFmtWus2piadvgOakvNLYQ6N_o4tKsteoC86xBOZcH1Kdbx4FO4FTvcIrjY0j9pxffiPMPXu10uo5OsFq_rn-mFfz-crZfftb0ctW-3/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_2539.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504906343298968514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiDN0O2SLAUmI4EsgxTx1KGMPQjGXS-uZIeIn6_JFmtWus2piadvgOakvNLYQ6N_o4tKsteoC86xBOZcH1Kdbx4FO4FTvcIrjY0j9pxffiPMPXu10uo5OsFq_rn-mFfz-crZfftb0ctW-3/s320/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_2539.JPG" /></a> Sand Castles<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpXyTefyhRUtq5RqDufGxqzZqkHKfgPn5cJjTHTyPGk5ZsHJ_EGo2oxcLeFNay5_ZvugsW9U-No2QL9viTVGeNeXKY9YPAViUWhHWBgxUlvSqMX26039lthf7NJL4dZVnSZMivJF4FKT-/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_2534.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504906145877201746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIpXyTefyhRUtq5RqDufGxqzZqkHKfgPn5cJjTHTyPGk5ZsHJ_EGo2oxcLeFNay5_ZvugsW9U-No2QL9viTVGeNeXKY9YPAViUWhHWBgxUlvSqMX26039lthf7NJL4dZVnSZMivJF4FKT-/s320/Copy+(2)+of+IMG_2534.JPG" /></a> Waves! We also went to the "Mystery Spot", saw the Last Airbender, went to SF GIANTS game, but best of all, played at the park with the cousins! LOTS OF GOOD GOOD MEMORIES<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg3r8cHIw68jcn_zl3O4CYcSKzStBtOgu8fv6-tLtCiEIjzOt-Z8Iih4wc_Zn0-WAswYasx8IAM68MZWlFpN-knGiOhpsW8zMPdSFw9AiQ9GDCv7-UOHfJ74YUYXBFzcbGjjkyUCoH8V8n/s1600/IMG_2614.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905922374822450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg3r8cHIw68jcn_zl3O4CYcSKzStBtOgu8fv6-tLtCiEIjzOt-Z8Iih4wc_Zn0-WAswYasx8IAM68MZWlFpN-knGiOhpsW8zMPdSFw9AiQ9GDCv7-UOHfJ74YUYXBFzcbGjjkyUCoH8V8n/s320/IMG_2614.JPG" /></a> Smith Family Reunion-Lots of cousins and lots of fun!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1FpDKUOpo7orqe4skbez0RIxlfbC8NiG8wP32Zc2l69o4oZyoQGEjsNvczDKXpRVp8LZPi6yVt9YqQkwr2KsaUlIbDXindNMA9lC-b2J1VUSiuoW7x2scM9zZItneBIzUfh72PWy6RfQG/s1600/IMG_2609.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905782075729890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1FpDKUOpo7orqe4skbez0RIxlfbC8NiG8wP32Zc2l69o4oZyoQGEjsNvczDKXpRVp8LZPi6yVt9YqQkwr2KsaUlIbDXindNMA9lC-b2J1VUSiuoW7x2scM9zZItneBIzUfh72PWy6RfQG/s320/IMG_2609.JPG" /></a> Family Night-talent night-the Haka<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcS4zXy8ogpy5fh2PBEGFQIeiGth3tElx3mrHunxCZzILinA2umVBJFSlRyxhDHxnv_y5q3d1W2x-kf7GQHTqwCVRaRMhSycb91xJq7acbntsZFXOsNDSy6nkd8GM84nJOPt3Tih8rIi7m/s1600/IMG_2724.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504905386552768162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcS4zXy8ogpy5fh2PBEGFQIeiGth3tElx3mrHunxCZzILinA2umVBJFSlRyxhDHxnv_y5q3d1W2x-kf7GQHTqwCVRaRMhSycb91xJq7acbntsZFXOsNDSy6nkd8GM84nJOPt3Tih8rIi7m/s320/IMG_2724.JPG" /></a>2 soccer tournaments-2 soccer championships<br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504903818032425666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK_8w4Tj83sB2_C0MRgozNhmm96qFWQqP7XqNG2uGRVzo4NacXpN-m6AjTbmLVa2admj9LiZkUprWQYHb9OPJS1JEqCMlklxGj2mGPgB112v2Jr-uGvMu8kMH1uKqjIGuQfQiL1mQ_kz8q/s320/IMG_2675.JPG" /><br /></div>Cameron turns 10!<br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504902054083100866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjO2rkGAusxv2nIfD_iuIe_lR_z4J4d5jBgCxweT1WbbgxR26R9Ud4LLgLtuGLJpajz-ozOMMq8e-UXDuKA8iroT2lFoTm-HyO05CaAAWlUHF1_QcQQOA55FrvLHVHjWO4K8xT4qdHMn_E/s320/IMG_2498.JPG" />Zac had a birthday in July-11 years old!</div>This year instead of buying toys and other things that the kids play with for about a week-I bought all the kids tickets to the Lion King for the end of this month-I consider that a better use of our money.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:+0;"></span><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-8770233047251143962010-04-29T12:56:00.000-07:002010-04-29T13:15:26.645-07:00Soap Box Derby race 2010SO Wes informed me Tuesday that the boys had soap box derby race at pack meeting the next day. The mercantile store had already closed so they went dumpster diving in the back of Subway and brought home LOTs of cardboard- To say the least it was a long night-but worth it don't ya think?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeDI0QmrvZb5Eu4rr8I_2GOuAQA_6UYAedRBVyN5ixNReDiBou22u8tdOyFZLwDCZ4lapuYco_zunl7_MXQZ4uV6HX-bW-2z2tZ7Qfj7YZHpNsdJbz7GNN15O02xoknD9QY9jzalZfAwO/s1600/IMG_2329.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465652403582785730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeDI0QmrvZb5Eu4rr8I_2GOuAQA_6UYAedRBVyN5ixNReDiBou22u8tdOyFZLwDCZ4lapuYco_zunl7_MXQZ4uV6HX-bW-2z2tZ7Qfj7YZHpNsdJbz7GNN15O02xoknD9QY9jzalZfAwO/s320/IMG_2329.JPG" /></a> Zac has a .....? I don't know what kind of car it was-we got a picture from a blog from a blog etc. Somebody made miniature cars out of a old museum ride cars and he liked that one the best. Zac and I have some pretty major wounds from cutting the duct tape for the grill.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikY_X-KlPVIiJyKpafpv0OHWVhSRk_pK-Q9w0roWydETI0zZSxqQ3ExguvPQ2t2Yh28l_KFI_qMBYEGnMhLpD3Jn6UaReHdSdGH9aNlLPgU5YT15-tcUjotWaQLjW2oTI2sCk-_OUHz3zd/s1600/IMG_2339.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465652017516601202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikY_X-KlPVIiJyKpafpv0OHWVhSRk_pK-Q9w0roWydETI0zZSxqQ3ExguvPQ2t2Yh28l_KFI_qMBYEGnMhLpD3Jn6UaReHdSdGH9aNlLPgU5YT15-tcUjotWaQLjW2oTI2sCk-_OUHz3zd/s320/IMG_2339.JPG" /></a> Cameron's ride was a VW Bug-<br />I don't think hot pink would have been his first choice but that was the only full can of spray paint we had lying around the house.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6q5RFLt41glxf5fGz5kSsw4055ZHicBYKV9j4IXsftykCbMrBvk6j1SRKK3Mr-m-hTjYsGhCcPQ_zdP8EHhuWWzh3FMbfGodbWuWfMLqM8XXq9dCAMazDu5zcQ-QITWFFj8PDM6aW11qh/s1600/IMG_2330.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465651661782607618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6q5RFLt41glxf5fGz5kSsw4055ZHicBYKV9j4IXsftykCbMrBvk6j1SRKK3Mr-m-hTjYsGhCcPQ_zdP8EHhuWWzh3FMbfGodbWuWfMLqM8XXq9dCAMazDu5zcQ-QITWFFj8PDM6aW11qh/s320/IMG_2330.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhRWUek5A-TEHbVHo2USkL7CGyM0WB-yd432amL_PFRgqIxfqxhBd5nQRezHPQqHRdr_vFuYbFteC7KEkeXuAUv6eflDdttHIWlYB1J778E3guaxful8byz7Bgw-8cSxcqO0URUg-0r3z/s1600/IMG_2331.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465651417859600834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhRWUek5A-TEHbVHo2USkL7CGyM0WB-yd432amL_PFRgqIxfqxhBd5nQRezHPQqHRdr_vFuYbFteC7KEkeXuAUv6eflDdttHIWlYB1J778E3guaxful8byz7Bgw-8cSxcqO0URUg-0r3z/s320/IMG_2331.JPG" /></a><br />THey had a blast!-It was fun to see them have fun!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-9049342678751870632010-04-06T23:32:00.000-07:002010-04-06T23:55:59.343-07:00The many faces of Ethan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kbQjc5Ehi7hQdcsTorILcpBK3xMmaPRSMJyd4ZDywHBEpRYV6dv6tdLpOlnU-xCFq6v9sMFjw-6YIgw6ZuXdAl7TZ3NuIjQHl93rJVaffi4VLe8BIf-MAF7MEChSYEr9O9rUXQw0kggQ/s1600/IMG_2315.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457285272972138178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kbQjc5Ehi7hQdcsTorILcpBK3xMmaPRSMJyd4ZDywHBEpRYV6dv6tdLpOlnU-xCFq6v9sMFjw-6YIgw6ZuXdAl7TZ3NuIjQHl93rJVaffi4VLe8BIf-MAF7MEChSYEr9O9rUXQw0kggQ/s320/IMG_2315.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ04JZZdn2Wm4ZzwJqafqAgSDjat_O8RgFHwUVluSiZyy-UngdObhvrlqZW3nGRwF8pAjFgt63X-EiTxNLquQx-2eJZXpXn5yCKsJ36WUY6KiowsaDqjM0uitYEanXWAk8kKKBidyxnl8f/s1600/IMG_2295.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457283283425403378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ04JZZdn2Wm4ZzwJqafqAgSDjat_O8RgFHwUVluSiZyy-UngdObhvrlqZW3nGRwF8pAjFgt63X-EiTxNLquQx-2eJZXpXn5yCKsJ36WUY6KiowsaDqjM0uitYEanXWAk8kKKBidyxnl8f/s320/IMG_2295.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLt7Pr8nnGl8lymOEjPyxC6smYGuh7AT14FNKPNysO_z-4klYFEa17if0NboWGzaw1HmTCfJ6wlOQ8ln34T87l_k-ZCVKv6J8HoWa5ABRJQs5TFFW0sn8UYkKlMNbbzk5bdPm_SRzJoDAL/s1600/IMG_2284.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457282400874033074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLt7Pr8nnGl8lymOEjPyxC6smYGuh7AT14FNKPNysO_z-4klYFEa17if0NboWGzaw1HmTCfJ6wlOQ8ln34T87l_k-ZCVKv6J8HoWa5ABRJQs5TFFW0sn8UYkKlMNbbzk5bdPm_SRzJoDAL/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH2dgc6QWXK-YxObdGOu6yM6vpYQTviywCdSxcB2QCPTJYW4zBfXsSELIJGvLrESZLHoJANIc3fRruycza-UMwGZ8fwZlxJplZzN2NazsNgNvrSB65NhtwkdTLTl1eerw5sJ96_X-LDqte/s1600/IMG_2259.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457280549067388962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH2dgc6QWXK-YxObdGOu6yM6vpYQTviywCdSxcB2QCPTJYW4zBfXsSELIJGvLrESZLHoJANIc3fRruycza-UMwGZ8fwZlxJplZzN2NazsNgNvrSB65NhtwkdTLTl1eerw5sJ96_X-LDqte/s320/IMG_2259.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-57616298754900759922010-04-06T09:31:00.000-07:002010-04-06T23:29:53.966-07:00Spring Break?!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwSo51-mMasttZfAI31ppWDN0OhUzjPlVEoYS1Y-BBx_7e6rM8k8_6hEwii3mlR4cDkT724v76dPNQYak4HPahU_a-QPdjCGeO-FYmeNc2vrgSycCZFn8iVncDdvVug64NAcnLrJF8Nx6/s1600/IMG_2307.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457271322549068962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUwSo51-mMasttZfAI31ppWDN0OhUzjPlVEoYS1Y-BBx_7e6rM8k8_6hEwii3mlR4cDkT724v76dPNQYak4HPahU_a-QPdjCGeO-FYmeNc2vrgSycCZFn8iVncDdvVug64NAcnLrJF8Nx6/s320/IMG_2307.JPG" border="0" /></a> Well, Spring Break was more of a Christmas vacation-because of well, lots and lots of snow, and then spending time with Family and Friends. Kim came down with her kids from Vegas where we met up with them at Selena's. Mattie Rae was there and we had a blast at Rock Band until the little kiddo's took over. Selena and Shawn were gracious in letting 14 little rascals run amuk. We appreciate them hosting The Buena Vista Babes from Rick's College Days.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z6B3KBeslqQmT4vn8re0YLdlAoptieZhyphenhyphenX_9SOVLkPJrDZ54iuMseS_Ov41PmJ7LUkTfBm0a2SA_c4a5oUX36E-GYYvG5jo7ytelysd6tRgfuRShpV4KIUeMRMdsXxO_s74bJioPaVvz/s1600/IMG_2308.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457268723667232146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Z6B3KBeslqQmT4vn8re0YLdlAoptieZhyphenhyphenX_9SOVLkPJrDZ54iuMseS_Ov41PmJ7LUkTfBm0a2SA_c4a5oUX36E-GYYvG5jo7ytelysd6tRgfuRShpV4KIUeMRMdsXxO_s74bJioPaVvz/s320/IMG_2308.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kim left for a couple of days to be with her sister in Idaho that just had a baby so we took on a couple extra boys. They had a blast doing-well, boy stuff. I took the whole crew to Chuck E Cheese's on Friday where the kids could spend tokens as fast as eating candy. They were somewhat enthralled with one game that I later found out was not really a game, but you have to hold on to these two metal bars while they put electrical currents through your body. Oopps-they seemed alright when we left-hopefully no long term side effects. Nana and PawPaw came and helped me with the chaos-thanks. Because of all the fresh powder I decided to take them on the hill behind our house with the four wheeler and go sledding.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipK2eQnycMyPWs4KirOEfXg4Qp84IQT4Kkt5Y02EjaIUbn1kaSetBilYqdf17YVsIa3JQjaiKLduKY-aOkxCxHIshQU1NbPM0vIAOw_sg_t4EqoYcnOFHmD1GlEPEnotycqGXs0sI_kHG1/s1600/IMG_2302.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457267543155514514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipK2eQnycMyPWs4KirOEfXg4Qp84IQT4Kkt5Y02EjaIUbn1kaSetBilYqdf17YVsIa3JQjaiKLduKY-aOkxCxHIshQU1NbPM0vIAOw_sg_t4EqoYcnOFHmD1GlEPEnotycqGXs0sI_kHG1/s320/IMG_2302.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jacob took pretty fast to the snowboard-and Ryan had a few good runs on the sled before he got cold(Probably a little hard to adjust to this Utah weather after growing up in Vegas)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzrfP4kycU0tK857qweXIcSHp4bv_y9L80C72Xz7QlHsts76rcR_ldPlXp0z6hWTQl6YuYPbeM-X9MStbktE5Zj1EIxSjt-tf4McVTiJGPn9UUY1BSJwSNbL9RaypOa1TNuN8CqoJXd3a/s1600/IMG_2303.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457067572493697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzrfP4kycU0tK857qweXIcSHp4bv_y9L80C72Xz7QlHsts76rcR_ldPlXp0z6hWTQl6YuYPbeM-X9MStbktE5Zj1EIxSjt-tf4McVTiJGPn9UUY1BSJwSNbL9RaypOa1TNuN8CqoJXd3a/s320/IMG_2303.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Q9nboAaH22B20KAGdXiG_DWIGzbLx3IkOi1KIYO4XBbbtWRGLLfHdrZe0Q-kP7Du5Z9tdY4MpGzPK8bHADBkkINw6kduSxTw24MmcFjvMCtwrpKZNo6OWD_Nbpw1cwuHwKGOx8YTonDE/s1600/IMG_2301.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457065136721438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Q9nboAaH22B20KAGdXiG_DWIGzbLx3IkOi1KIYO4XBbbtWRGLLfHdrZe0Q-kP7Du5Z9tdY4MpGzPK8bHADBkkINw6kduSxTw24MmcFjvMCtwrpKZNo6OWD_Nbpw1cwuHwKGOx8YTonDE/s320/IMG_2301.JPG" border="0" /></a> Friday afternoon after we got back from Chuck E Cheese- Crystal, Colby, and Beckam came over. The kids had fun painting eggs with their cousin and vying for attention from him. Saturday they had an egg hunt and then we all left to Kevin and Nat's house for Maddy's Birthday Party. We met up with my mom and dad who just flew in from Cherisse's, Grandma Childers who just returned from the Tahitian missionary reunion, Angela, Ryan, and Alisa and Scott. Natalie made YUMMY dinner and dessert-the men went to priesthood session of Conference and then we came back to our house with half of the crew. We enjoyed a great Easter morn, topped off with great spiritual feasting of General Conference and then a physical feasting of ham, potatoes and other fixins. Nana and Pawpaw brought Uncle Todd who just flew in from Alabama to have a job interview in Pocatello and so we got to say Hi for a sec and then he and Ashley had to hurry away. Monday I took the kids shopping and then we met up with Wes after work to go watch To Train a Dragon-Cute movie by the way.......................Breathe...............and now the kids are back in school and I'm back to getting a little sewing done here and there to get ready for our recital in a few months. Amidst the chaos and hub bub I hope that I felt a glimpse of the reason for the Easter season. I am grateful for our Savior Jesus Christ, and for his atoning sacrifice-that through him we can be made clean, and after our resurrection, return to live with him again. I know HE LIVES, He loves me, and I love Him!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-6433390811005403002010-03-12T10:04:00.000-08:002010-03-12T10:08:34.806-08:00This is for Kim BEEHey-so the last week and a half-every time(5 times exactly) I've tried to comment on your blog it says error can't perform request-I don't know what's up if you've blocked your psycho friend from making cuckie comments or what-J/K- I know it's my stupid computer-anyways-Can't WAIT to see you again- let us know where we can meet or see you and when! We'll be there! Looks like your crew is doing well-we miss you guys-Lots of Love, CelesteDancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6858112902655935641.post-49290267548209720332010-03-11T22:46:00.000-08:002010-03-13T08:20:56.965-08:00This blog runneth over-(it's a long post)So- where does a non-consistent blogger begin- will it's readers be bored out of their minds with the monotonous overview of my daily conumdrums thrown into one neverending post- without pictures? Probably! But I have to remember that this is my journal of sorts- well, as good as it's going to get- it would probably be nice to write something at least once a month to show for my hectic life- I should at least get some credit from my posterity don't you think?!!!!<br />Well, Ethan is growing up so fast already- it makes me sad- knowing that this is the last time I'll experience this phase or another as a mother. It really is somewhat depressing. I love being able to cuddle up with something that still fits and snuggles perfectly into your arms. I love the Da-Da outbursts and zurburts during Sunday School where everyone turns and smiles as your infant starts disrupting class. I love the wide faced toothless grin and kicking froggy legs and arms as your child sees you walk into the room. I love kissing those CHEEKS-OHHHH YES those CHEEKS! I love when you put them in their walker and they finally learn how to maneuver that thing right into your legs- all day long. I love being able to nurse my baby, and a small gentle hand reaches from under the blanket to touch my face, or grab my hair. I love laying by them to take a nap and watching them stare at you- content- and then lifting their head closer to your face. OH! TIME FLIES TOO FAST! I remember when Zach was at this stage- and now-well, tomorrow he gets the big maturation spill at school- and I am now just remembering that we have not yet prepped him for what he is about to learn. EEEKKK! Ok, I might have a few minutes in the morning-let's hope that he is not going to need therapy after tomorrow- good thing Wes will be there!<br />I guess I have been somewhat contemplative lately- we found some home videos last week of our wedding and when Zac was a newborn and then my neice Lucy has been so sick lately- that the realization of how short this life is kind of just knocked me in the head. Before I know it, my boys will be on missions, and I'll be shopping for wedding dresses for my girls. So yes, this life is short-but what a thrill ride! I can't imagine being or doing anything else! Motherhood, has been hard, and it's busy, but it also has brought me the greatest joy alongside my husband Wes.<br />As a mom, I can't even comprehend what my sister is going through right now-I can only imagine. My heart aches and is heavy as I think of what Lucy and her family have to endure. But what more could parents ask for, than to have had claim over a perfect angel for a child-and what more could an angel ask for-than to have faithful super heroes for parents. We have hope and faith in the power of the priesthood, prayer, and fasting-and we believe in miracles-so everyone pray for Lucy! but whatever happens- we know this life is short-and we will all soon be reunited will ALL of our loved ones!<br />Well, I continue to keep busy with the daily tasks of raising 6 kids. I'm getting closer to getting the basement organized-it's only been about two weeks since I've started(HE HE) I took up basketball last Thursday, rolled my ankle during a game of Lightning(warm ups) and then bruised my jaw when a ball connected to my face. Tonight was our first Regional game which we won-so we'll play tomorrow-let's hope I will have the right shoes this time and not two different shoes for the same foot-(oops-hey, I was in a hurry) We also had our RS birthday dinner tonight. This lady portrayed Emma Smith-she did good but Alan McKay portayed Willard Richards in regards to the life of Joseph Smith-and it was AWESOME!!!! Dance is in full swing and because I started half way through the school season I am finding myself already worrying about costumes. It hasn't been too bad though-the internet catalogs are a wonderful thing. I am still the Beehive Advisor. We had them come at my house to dinner for mutual night to give them a lesson in manners. We had 3 forks, bread plate, goblets, fancy folded napkins, the WORKS!! We had a great meal , and then, I look over at my kids sitting at the bar, Brooklyn dropping corn kernals into her mouth with her fingers, Zac licking the dessert plate clean, and Cameron dropping one of his "that was yummy" belches. So, maybe for FHE we'll have a lesson on manners-what do you think?!!!!!<br />The snow is FINALLY melting and Spring Fever is starting to exube out of me these last couple days. Lots of work to be done-anyone up for weed pulling and rock moving? Wes keeps busy like always. He'll have hit his three year mark bench as bishop in just a month and a half. It's neat to see how much more confident he is standing up in front of the congregation and how well spoken he has become in giving talks- for the other stuff that goes on in the ward-I'll just have to suppose that he is handeling it well. Well, I think that is enough for now. I will try to be better-TAh Tah!DancELationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06794310588588341643noreply@blogger.com2