tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10724303177192055102024-03-12T17:15:25.276-07:00The GREAT ScottsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-48625033973675586282011-08-01T14:42:00.000-07:002011-08-03T11:06:01.522-07:00It's Been A While..But I'll Just Do This Anyway!So I'm a loser...I was going to blog all summer, but never got around to it and summer is pretty much over once August hits...I'd like to do a quick summer highlight...so I'm going to post this one and some of my favorite summer ones and move on...Sadly these are Easter pictures and then it moves to end of the school year pictures...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir9zqCeDchexhft6EZF44yXkpu7fIXraiMI5SsmTIdS9CnEsK9uaJv5p64GrLsDlbf_Hc9Muydwu3UoIjj40r3Y8w6CuROqEF2xUYeyNXzo_jHAAQVjZljBs1edCGR5hT-Lb_UU1RxciM/s1600/IMG_1224.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613383307338395618" 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/AVvXsEir9zqCeDchexhft6EZF44yXkpu7fIXraiMI5SsmTIdS9CnEsK9uaJv5p64GrLsDlbf_Hc9Muydwu3UoIjj40r3Y8w6CuROqEF2xUYeyNXzo_jHAAQVjZljBs1edCGR5hT-Lb_UU1RxciM/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We had quite the hunts. Sonnet really enjoyed her hunts. Peyton and Brock also had a lot of fun hunting. It was nice to see Sas leading the charge again...I think that bunny is coming back out of retirement. There were three hunts...a little kid hunt, a teenager hunt, and an adult hunt...which was my personal favorite...and which Pam and Ryan did not win everything in this year (Jake and Nancy did!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKi8udSt-umaTbibpTmmbsrgxVTeAuryTsmerTudx775ksWneRo27ewTOFHtgKiOssdrxzuo50WreKjSxKlnrBQNjks-QicBcijvwnHVa1vNwBNAL18_Bk1WYZC5C3U9-96CebboIGSVM/s1600/IMG_1222.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613383299579099426" 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/AVvXsEiKi8udSt-umaTbibpTmmbsrgxVTeAuryTsmerTudx775ksWneRo27ewTOFHtgKiOssdrxzuo50WreKjSxKlnrBQNjks-QicBcijvwnHVa1vNwBNAL18_Bk1WYZC5C3U9-96CebboIGSVM/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />These were Easter outfits this year! Cute, cute, cute...I had a heyday at the JC Penney's store. They have the cutest dresses and mark them down so I was buying all kinds of cute dresses like this for only 15.00 dollars...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2JMIgXwF0gwFp6dMU53tqLEhoBil4mf_NtKa9NnbshitR0cpc_tKNI10eT1S1UuwGhsdzKk0oaqT852lrwsKeTvdkhtZewnldhKo-PsKokp05qcdmXKbCeoKxXWttF1JbOMk-bRNgmNI/s1600/IMG_1202.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613383288263048578" 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/AVvXsEg2JMIgXwF0gwFp6dMU53tqLEhoBil4mf_NtKa9NnbshitR0cpc_tKNI10eT1S1UuwGhsdzKk0oaqT852lrwsKeTvdkhtZewnldhKo-PsKokp05qcdmXKbCeoKxXWttF1JbOMk-bRNgmNI/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Peyton finding his basket...we hid it harder than we ever have before...so he had to try pretty hard to find it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5WaVdRH_T0HSwVBNEueimDe5ekU23-Ryyqy25M2iieLhcALPfHGeCzTWHIzse6x8kj2PC6PLut__Ok_ewyAsf23y62NqNNo8A87J-0UH2CLeHqlIy4fcwyYy1hgGVv9XVq0sy0R0elA/s1600/IMG_1175.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613383284776264162" 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/AVvXsEji5WaVdRH_T0HSwVBNEueimDe5ekU23-Ryyqy25M2iieLhcALPfHGeCzTWHIzse6x8kj2PC6PLut__Ok_ewyAsf23y62NqNNo8A87J-0UH2CLeHqlIy4fcwyYy1hgGVv9XVq0sy0R0elA/s320/IMG_1175.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sonnet loved finding her basket and made short work of the candy!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLdlDdwNvBs5iTxTQZdPcHyoLuntgaNCl1F3x28q0QgloKVWLnuZ3hShUF9qWR2iAtvnHdTdz8bCUVrQeO3fCqHgd8FvgheGDXBN7vMLXlEry2fk-tqHR1Q8KhkdMM3X7Ghis8Dkv7DYc/s1600/IMG_1191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613383278701305490" 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/AVvXsEgLdlDdwNvBs5iTxTQZdPcHyoLuntgaNCl1F3x28q0QgloKVWLnuZ3hShUF9qWR2iAtvnHdTdz8bCUVrQeO3fCqHgd8FvgheGDXBN7vMLXlEry2fk-tqHR1Q8KhkdMM3X7Ghis8Dkv7DYc/s320/IMG_1191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Peyton's school did dress up days at the end of the year and he is fun...he dressed up every day. These were my two favorites....<br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Backwards day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMadfFqzKvkAv8DxRKgQsRRflZ3TqMS2vhpQucQpqnsQLQTxIwP9xQhGsQjabpdIlHRNjLZ33m3rkrBltK-lD6lwRIx_juM5KugeCigAFOi71s4cKrODEe3gauzYGQE0TKZfrAO_YqH0M/s1600/IMG_1302.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613380887567355666" 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/AVvXsEiMadfFqzKvkAv8DxRKgQsRRflZ3TqMS2vhpQucQpqnsQLQTxIwP9xQhGsQjabpdIlHRNjLZ33m3rkrBltK-lD6lwRIx_juM5KugeCigAFOi71s4cKrODEe3gauzYGQE0TKZfrAO_YqH0M/s320/IMG_1302.JPG" border="0" /></a> Crazy-Blue and White day! He looks awesome huh!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMB6vd6AJy83LMhm_g3ZQPwLCoo1X2PDWeaKC7gPZLdo0pxw8ilals-uyez6tjtbKBJSE7jAf0obyY8WzZRk0Gt4LyEA20tICzjX3S9hMNY7sokPCCn8l9RDIU9iUgw1_7goUhF1k1Kgs/s1600/IMG_1307_2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613380881104731170" 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/AVvXsEjMB6vd6AJy83LMhm_g3ZQPwLCoo1X2PDWeaKC7gPZLdo0pxw8ilals-uyez6tjtbKBJSE7jAf0obyY8WzZRk0Gt4LyEA20tICzjX3S9hMNY7sokPCCn8l9RDIU9iUgw1_7goUhF1k1Kgs/s320/IMG_1307_2.JPG" border="0" /></a>Peyton also had a dance recital to end the year. It was kind of bittersweet because Patty was retiring. We will miss her.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGKzEBt44r9kIc2HcMelE1vj59j8jVxI94gXJBLXFoAYTlilhrkkKMYqbp-jgj3s3QeEPIM1KbB-LneQ64v8GzvzL5C2LrEBREFfCtKXHl86x-rhTPfcyx4HBJntuXD43Zr1HgczrD0Pc/s1600/IMG_1327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613380878115995026" 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/AVvXsEiGKzEBt44r9kIc2HcMelE1vj59j8jVxI94gXJBLXFoAYTlilhrkkKMYqbp-jgj3s3QeEPIM1KbB-LneQ64v8GzvzL5C2LrEBREFfCtKXHl86x-rhTPfcyx4HBJntuXD43Zr1HgczrD0Pc/s320/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrnkC_gGngz5zZfHpjyIGzjdy5ZULmEbmzzbQQfjlURu0Q3YZhh_15BWhAspBuODZeRJDE7y7pt9V07xNZPMs_HHXuJtU4IYcpDfZ1ONyoiMVTNCLkhM1i2dw3_hP3dn4a0W5RedIwuU/s1600/IMG_1310_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613380870412078530" 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/AVvXsEjLrnkC_gGngz5zZfHpjyIGzjdy5ZULmEbmzzbQQfjlURu0Q3YZhh_15BWhAspBuODZeRJDE7y7pt9V07xNZPMs_HHXuJtU4IYcpDfZ1ONyoiMVTNCLkhM1i2dw3_hP3dn4a0W5RedIwuU/s320/IMG_1310_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is all of her clogging students. You can see Peyton on the front...<br /><br />This is Peyton with his 1st grade teacher. He danced at her retirement party. We are sad she is leaving. She did amazing things with Peyton. He loved going to school and he learned so much from her. She made him feel very special!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mjP6ZZix9bi_3ox7ExmqdflpWXCJNVmJgUS7P8CcEX5ivA5F9OnXvfcx1aFrPUVXMK5y9giMsqT7OUWZs2TFzHrKm6jQ-20dmAxtSldTMaW5o5NCTZl4b0ijSPj3Zywvn3LWtFP9wI4/s1600/IMG_1362_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613380866929968722" 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/AVvXsEg5mjP6ZZix9bi_3ox7ExmqdflpWXCJNVmJgUS7P8CcEX5ivA5F9OnXvfcx1aFrPUVXMK5y9giMsqT7OUWZs2TFzHrKm6jQ-20dmAxtSldTMaW5o5NCTZl4b0ijSPj3Zywvn3LWtFP9wI4/s320/IMG_1362_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> We did a science day for the 1st grade students here. We started last year in kindergarten and then year we did it again. I think they really liked it. It is fun to see how creative these little kids are.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir39eMUHsmtVKC_WMRQnpRC8PXctxCNalpDwcdXMgYrzrvK25rkHHXKlHINeJKDVJd9JkIAS55h4XiLtHLWXIBJwqE_9regy5teO8NJDYJ6i3zM8b24OrSCKv5JTWMK1R6oyGSo4Q4h0E/s1600/IMG_1449.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613376690503580722" 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/AVvXsEir39eMUHsmtVKC_WMRQnpRC8PXctxCNalpDwcdXMgYrzrvK25rkHHXKlHINeJKDVJd9JkIAS55h4XiLtHLWXIBJwqE_9regy5teO8NJDYJ6i3zM8b24OrSCKv5JTWMK1R6oyGSo4Q4h0E/s320/IMG_1449.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />They are building styrofoam towers here.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip-vqcFwAB0NjrYkqIJT-RQHn5gaiZEaGloiA7QbcepzNJwnP-qke2koAQuZZHeTOITseuk0_kerqaAf_AGG8x6NMtvwxc13s9jfEt-UEs-UkhTyqxFkqpj_cEJFtKRGoLbIP8qcUCz-k/s1600/IMG_1441_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613376685723199602" 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/AVvXsEip-vqcFwAB0NjrYkqIJT-RQHn5gaiZEaGloiA7QbcepzNJwnP-qke2koAQuZZHeTOITseuk0_kerqaAf_AGG8x6NMtvwxc13s9jfEt-UEs-UkhTyqxFkqpj_cEJFtKRGoLbIP8qcUCz-k/s320/IMG_1441_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Finally I have some pics of memorial day. This was by far my favorite arrangement. We had to do this solo though because my mom and dad were gone...so Pam took charge and we did all the graves we normally go to...This one was for my grandma.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUuO18vz0EsKsuzczq-5baYLsNXsL2u9U35TwKbIJIjIwr-VotTt09uybApnD-ZI8eCNVGy4q8C4-0D1dvqDH0nzbDYqsYFiaWsj29fSXEFLnVX2hyphenhyphen_HQVE_jyi4D_zQxbhYZykMlNV_I/s1600/IMG_1481_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613376680322128882" 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/AVvXsEjUuO18vz0EsKsuzczq-5baYLsNXsL2u9U35TwKbIJIjIwr-VotTt09uybApnD-ZI8eCNVGy4q8C4-0D1dvqDH0nzbDYqsYFiaWsj29fSXEFLnVX2hyphenhyphen_HQVE_jyi4D_zQxbhYZykMlNV_I/s320/IMG_1481_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>These were all of the ones on her grave. Sonnet liked the pretty flowers. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDM9_q4bO_QuMZVl8BSDyvRByzRO9mBMCssYDWvAJMSavnM_jpO8ut0j8rnG84EMqveS-Vl-T80mjW2LTNUEqRNkoFqU0DTus2MYSPXN19CcxXnhKUpxtjyHmf_SC-NovzzZMkCOSzt2E/s1600/IMG_1476_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613376666882027106" 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/AVvXsEgDM9_q4bO_QuMZVl8BSDyvRByzRO9mBMCssYDWvAJMSavnM_jpO8ut0j8rnG84EMqveS-Vl-T80mjW2LTNUEqRNkoFqU0DTus2MYSPXN19CcxXnhKUpxtjyHmf_SC-NovzzZMkCOSzt2E/s320/IMG_1476_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is Andy and Peyton decorating his mother's grave. Still very hard and we still miss her tons. What a wonderful lady.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09ds5itWF54026C0HX2uhiUsi-QijP3Ur2LvLBBT0qCneMHn9gTZEZwz7_AfK3nAQlHj5jCwthOJ7oerazvZQbaIEtZn908pyqtyDLTQVO7hLQYH4VJ_co6HtuCFOrAdabOsqI1sMtsw/s1600/IMG_1487.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613376664971395602" 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/AVvXsEj09ds5itWF54026C0HX2uhiUsi-QijP3Ur2LvLBBT0qCneMHn9gTZEZwz7_AfK3nAQlHj5jCwthOJ7oerazvZQbaIEtZn908pyqtyDLTQVO7hLQYH4VJ_co6HtuCFOrAdabOsqI1sMtsw/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" /></a> Okay, so this was started June 1st and it is now August 2nd. This summer has been one big party, but I'm going to be doing a big long post (or maybe a few small ones to catch up and then I promise to do better! :-) )<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-34381223551567233322011-02-21T12:40:00.000-08:002011-02-21T14:39:38.289-08:00Love is in the Sky, Love Shacks, Love Cookies, Love Valentine's Day Weekend!I love Valentine's Day and this year we did a whole weekend of celebration for it. We tried some new things and did some fun traditional things. All in all we felt the LOVE! <br />Andy started it out by being terribly creative and romantic on Friday night. He planned the whole date and I didn't have any idea what was going to happen. But we ended up going to a variety of place. His theme for the night was "For the Love" and at each place before we went in or did what we were supposed to do, he had written a poem that he read to me. Yes, he is pretty amazing. Each place was some place that was significant in our marriage and yes his poem are pretty amazing. I told him he can be chief poet laurete at our house now! I resign! I sure love that man...<br />Then Saturday I went to the cutest boutique/home sale. Paisley Pear Boutique is so cool. If you get the chance you need to find out where they are having a show. It is great! They have a little bit of everything and their prices are great. The cute little head wrap that you see here is one of my many purchases. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576260476948310962" 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/AVvXsEhG95OFqq9c9zYK5jnEJ9gbLu3yJKonoOHAWftf_iBzfK_Cgjo3JwiuDi8oFaSfZjmTqZj5WPP-Ai15dD9yiU82FfEJU5oO06abMGXiVSyOxABDr_p7GbVlWESYp3ZcKQOV2KdcsQIcRkY/s320/P2120036.JPG" border="0" /><br />This was mother nature's Valentine's day gift the night we did our love shacks. How can you not be appreciative of all of the beauty we have around us. I love taking pictures out our backyard and seeing the different amazing sunsets. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576260487848329218" 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/AVvXsEhoJGv25jcT5aiOz85nOdiF256dPpOYmVGoj1QYCXYQrABZ_PoQDsrJ65LH3NMX0n7YTZJLhA2lELqb_HkMsT7RTwtfSWL4XXVn6ZUrgwRwRgYMm0iY6zWKELD4VVfYHcWPmHa47AB7aZI/s320/P2120034.JPG" border="0" />Also on Saturday we did love shacks. This was a new tradition and I've decided that I love it. Chirstmas was just too busy and is always too busy. I had leftover gingerbread kits that we just didn't get to. We just never found the time. So this year, we did them on Valentine's Day. We bought some Valentine's cand for the kids and sorted all of the red or pink or purple out from the kit and we made our love shacks. We did this while listening to the B52's sing the love shack...it as quite festive and fun.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJEtOepDBH1PNXDnvsQogP1eiIpuvNn3lhNeJYmnmNKfhsqN9VELAz5NJAT6dZcyq5_ow61eNDFuD8ts4GJmA5Hoya179Wop5SdHj6fBeEyM4bVjI7o-v2uUu0kzsU7m-Yzl7HEdhOA8/s1600/P2120045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576257878330990306" 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/AVvXsEgNJEtOepDBH1PNXDnvsQogP1eiIpuvNn3lhNeJYmnmNKfhsqN9VELAz5NJAT6dZcyq5_ow61eNDFuD8ts4GJmA5Hoya179Wop5SdHj6fBeEyM4bVjI7o-v2uUu0kzsU7m-Yzl7HEdhOA8/s320/P2120045.JPG" border="0" /></a> Andy helped Sonnet and Peyton had his own ideas...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIZ4kKdsWopEnkbvt2v9bVia_OdZnEUu29gMcRaRY3-_mxU3jzp_AL51-iuubSby-vFaPihFVZ6StJYeUYG3kvzVT8KRuoom-8MNLr-6nHcY5jyl9qIvcs4ciLezpVV11mTx3QbfovaNI/s1600/P2120046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576257871553927250" 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/AVvXsEjIZ4kKdsWopEnkbvt2v9bVia_OdZnEUu29gMcRaRY3-_mxU3jzp_AL51-iuubSby-vFaPihFVZ6StJYeUYG3kvzVT8KRuoom-8MNLr-6nHcY5jyl9qIvcs4ciLezpVV11mTx3QbfovaNI/s320/P2120046.JPG" border="0" /></a>Peyton had a cute idea and then got bored as you can see, however he said on the other side there was a fire coming out of the roof. I asked him if it was my bedroom..he obviously didn't get the joke or think it was funny. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiquYtbhbsDUR5MzH_qknNEqkwkut2e7ZUNnN6d_m-rhbQde53gvecg5wJAdXYQoY4aK22-9iuSdArQQOHm11yPFxFi4sjQozIf3KNffFwKuZ5heT12oDEOmfLaS5GhfvC1UYYzoPqNmVQ/s1600/P2120051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576257869183294034" 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/AVvXsEiquYtbhbsDUR5MzH_qknNEqkwkut2e7ZUNnN6d_m-rhbQde53gvecg5wJAdXYQoY4aK22-9iuSdArQQOHm11yPFxFi4sjQozIf3KNffFwKuZ5heT12oDEOmfLaS5GhfvC1UYYzoPqNmVQ/s320/P2120051.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sonnet definitely had the most colorful and cute...but she had some good help. He knows all about making a great love shack! (wink, wink). <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRAh2rBjB8vM2ENiXIzHA25rWG0SUMuqrX8MirBQ6_X-MqZ0CQwfzGlVNnmtYOWlK0BgBD-8JjQJy2BnhXqhgT-B3NFXAR6Q2rRY16WuUQBZeTD_gfGgn-bRLBq7na0ZyEWM4hvF646VY/s1600/P2120052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576257859325809186" 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/AVvXsEiRAh2rBjB8vM2ENiXIzHA25rWG0SUMuqrX8MirBQ6_X-MqZ0CQwfzGlVNnmtYOWlK0BgBD-8JjQJy2BnhXqhgT-B3NFXAR6Q2rRY16WuUQBZeTD_gfGgn-bRLBq7na0ZyEWM4hvF646VY/s320/P2120052.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then it was onto sugar cookie making. I sure do know now why we only do this once a year. It is very time consuming. This year Peyton wanted some chocolate sugar cookies so we had a lot of cookies this year. I don't know if they are worth it, but they sure are good once you get done. I think we started at 3:00 p.m. and ended at about 9:00 p.m. But I decided to do different colors this year rather than doing just pink. Peyton, of course, had to do moose and cowboy hats...lips and hearts were not his style. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigb1lx5KxPUcWEUyTsyafg-vcxTaLL1tatrZDxKOhqKDjYKOtAlYbYpO2Tp3_upvPxVVQuWZ_copurcsovIguXO8CA6QJpKrVQiksDBajGifHrf7QfdgMbA0YyL5ca8-6mzuO0-0wQePw/s1600/P2130055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576257855725268834" 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/AVvXsEigb1lx5KxPUcWEUyTsyafg-vcxTaLL1tatrZDxKOhqKDjYKOtAlYbYpO2Tp3_upvPxVVQuWZ_copurcsovIguXO8CA6QJpKrVQiksDBajGifHrf7QfdgMbA0YyL5ca8-6mzuO0-0wQePw/s320/P2130055.JPG" border="0" /></a> The green moose and purple hats. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx1RX_N2hD_4-crKeH9J64MPICecNpPBVZWvcxoe-ZFCqpZnaHfujRc4Ma_AJRSznQuTwEOUn2KhMfc32N6a6oC9V3Hiu5mXs-zB401RhfJDDPccjbJ8cbp5bdh5z2_cgtwK9Kri_gq5w/s1600/P2130056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576254866880084274" 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/AVvXsEgx1RX_N2hD_4-crKeH9J64MPICecNpPBVZWvcxoe-ZFCqpZnaHfujRc4Ma_AJRSznQuTwEOUn2KhMfc32N6a6oC9V3Hiu5mXs-zB401RhfJDDPccjbJ8cbp5bdh5z2_cgtwK9Kri_gq5w/s320/P2130056.JPG" border="0" /></a> Licking frosting is Sonnet's favorite job! Here are here cookies. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir-c_91xvIJW0pDpZQJXIvL9LAm-uqY6dVeCK3yV1vvJ3If3lWg-nCSnY-rSKdVotcLqWgA5boh7cnjkfTtOWj9VjGxyEm9guhK1DJ6V8rgB8p6pNxIsdgCh6qFt4QCkRvduJKTVbrNn8/s1600/P2130060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576254863063007954" 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/AVvXsEir-c_91xvIJW0pDpZQJXIvL9LAm-uqY6dVeCK3yV1vvJ3If3lWg-nCSnY-rSKdVotcLqWgA5boh7cnjkfTtOWj9VjGxyEm9guhK1DJ6V8rgB8p6pNxIsdgCh6qFt4QCkRvduJKTVbrNn8/s320/P2130060.JPG" border="0" /></a> The decorating crew ...you can see the big hearts were for Peyton's class for his Valentine's Day party. I remember as a kid when Sharon Park did the big huge hearts...They were one of my favorite memories. I had to do them for my kid...I hope they will remember them...even if they don't eat them. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghjoPVfkBDFHDs05qOBzBfvApFr7jWxiyRWtgiJsAYnX8jn6mzdLKhkW8iFrRXfaOCl1LHABjeMeZQqNRHsSCaH1C2dfeXXsL8YsoAN8JuznJTFjDmWFYW7RiWadi4PWLVXY_gtQjHSYo/s1600/P2130061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576254851807405954" 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/AVvXsEghjoPVfkBDFHDs05qOBzBfvApFr7jWxiyRWtgiJsAYnX8jn6mzdLKhkW8iFrRXfaOCl1LHABjeMeZQqNRHsSCaH1C2dfeXXsL8YsoAN8JuznJTFjDmWFYW7RiWadi4PWLVXY_gtQjHSYo/s320/P2130061.JPG" border="0" /></a> These were Sonnet's finished cookies...<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNj81g-dKuSljlx1eCoiqmrgr3IXtcy2o13MDgqdt4LobqQDKN86ZWhbXf2MoghHVTFYkFzg-h4crLFJsD9IsLGm25tT58rx-v3Vr-aDd3Yy9jJlXjfPpDmZVuTqYelNI_EAnsGrCMXSI/s1600/P2130063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576254829858775938" 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/AVvXsEgNj81g-dKuSljlx1eCoiqmrgr3IXtcy2o13MDgqdt4LobqQDKN86ZWhbXf2MoghHVTFYkFzg-h4crLFJsD9IsLGm25tT58rx-v3Vr-aDd3Yy9jJlXjfPpDmZVuTqYelNI_EAnsGrCMXSI/s320/P2130063.JPG" border="0" /></a>These were some of the finished versions of all of the cookies we made...there were a lot!!!!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576251789366764370" 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/AVvXsEigTxO59BwpgMxJdTYgVzZ07CaWz0uMsqCm8lbtTL8Gtx5actE_FLPRdM8Y8SThBZr3vVb3_XZmRO5BVj_Cow1_EaBdP3lUV11_vbtUUW_w_bSL2_kXawpLiTU6l3aVkmkGV7GdSMXSZ-4/s320/P2140064.JPG" border="0" /> On the actual day of Valentine's, I woke up pretty early to get ready for school. As I was in my bathrobe with really wet hair, I saw the sunrise. I couldn't resist taking pictures. I went out on my porch in the above mentioned attire and I took these pictures. It was like the sun was saying Happy Valentine's Day. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy_PwYUiv2bVeqeqSqAZIWuGRF1OjwqeAS_GSDLa7QuIkkXE2wWA1r45Agk-KWw_joWrH6P6h7RU5lKVoedFonR_WqRiyAYAz0k1WNIdV0UC-jzBQuypcQl_mxhSObG7q7YSPNLWCKMo/s1600/P2140065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576251783454463762" 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/AVvXsEiHy_PwYUiv2bVeqeqSqAZIWuGRF1OjwqeAS_GSDLa7QuIkkXE2wWA1r45Agk-KWw_joWrH6P6h7RU5lKVoedFonR_WqRiyAYAz0k1WNIdV0UC-jzBQuypcQl_mxhSObG7q7YSPNLWCKMo/s320/P2140065.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then that evening we had Valentine's hunts and received some small Valentine's tokens. Andy and I exchange the same gift every year...he writes a continuing story and write poems for him. We are amassing quite a collection of each. It is one of our favorite things. This year we got the kids pillow pets and Peyton got a big huge Hershey kiss (he loves chocolate) and Sonnet got some great new spring clothes! (I know kind of boring, but what girl doesn't love new clothes!) <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwHIYA2LnLzoerFuQ4Wt_kaJDnjJphABKNgQnNVj9w7zwjlanx2OyGPLONExUkgu-CfYUezvuiS8PMOuIon0t7iZ1q5SIyuGfH1zoNvd-tBEhZ90FisUiJaDLf0goJlewY4-DjspQwLlY/s1600/P2140067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576251773941447970" 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/AVvXsEhwHIYA2LnLzoerFuQ4Wt_kaJDnjJphABKNgQnNVj9w7zwjlanx2OyGPLONExUkgu-CfYUezvuiS8PMOuIon0t7iZ1q5SIyuGfH1zoNvd-tBEhZ90FisUiJaDLf0goJlewY4-DjspQwLlY/s320/P2140067.JPG" border="0" /></a>Got caught eating his chocolate. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDROycPONDhEVYpZTqDW8G2UsC8nK7qaklYZvjh_nFlgXY4AkLqvI1aypL-QlacpA-TNl658ZVxYfD07I5-PaZGwE9Mb4YN4mFoGsNIX9g7FCvNhuSBmfmifLZcUBgzy1YYgB1TYsZeV8/s1600/P2140073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576251763560631858" 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/AVvXsEgDROycPONDhEVYpZTqDW8G2UsC8nK7qaklYZvjh_nFlgXY4AkLqvI1aypL-QlacpA-TNl658ZVxYfD07I5-PaZGwE9Mb4YN4mFoGsNIX9g7FCvNhuSBmfmifLZcUBgzy1YYgB1TYsZeV8/s320/P2140073.JPG" border="0" /></a>She loved the ladybug...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhETM29FkLtnMcBPnbooA2zxm3gmVe0_ocHD-tSQjQyQT1ThoFlWhnlNf1b3Aq88fdMUEdTOvcGW73CMbqaTwwIWtdRziXRsYQ_YPIkSCEkYrPKb8jB5o4EIR2136f6vl8SK4iZpYjh6sE/s1600/P2140070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576251755576897682" 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/AVvXsEhETM29FkLtnMcBPnbooA2zxm3gmVe0_ocHD-tSQjQyQT1ThoFlWhnlNf1b3Aq88fdMUEdTOvcGW73CMbqaTwwIWtdRziXRsYQ_YPIkSCEkYrPKb8jB5o4EIR2136f6vl8SK4iZpYjh6sE/s320/P2140070.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-82740775942285794882011-02-17T09:00:00.000-08:002011-02-17T09:45:48.986-08:00I Strongly Dislike January...But the 14th (and 13th) is great!<div>These three pictures were taken on a day that we had a cold day. It was on those days that I decided I really do not like January. It is very cold, dark, and depressing even though we had two cold days (which were very nice). <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569203323461153890" 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/AVvXsEjaMal0-P_6QtpGwBC8PUQm5GBW-r8nekYTpXy_FruXlbS0D9iTYPj7Chc6-GdOEJyyRKNtThEAQDOQe9bbe1Jj_rKNqwl62TjiMOEnV02CXJ36GNNgOjphnRfznYmCE0OXFE6OUKz6J9Q/s320/P2020018.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569203318184874530" 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/AVvXsEiVyus_EciklfvC2oWFVTJmg__uRrK2qjAObXe6VpxRdv7m9nsXg-iRDBXG_NU0jc-CHItZFNBCfpU4DdASKMMFK4A785pmNFWj9Cji9dOooW6bMaVA46khKHt35EZCYpw7vqzXhY8Kyi0/s320/P2020017.JPG" border="0" />Another shot of the nasty cold...We also had a nice surprise one day in cold January...our drains started to burble. You kind of get sick feeling when your house starts making the sounds your stomach makes before it blows. We knew something wasn't right. We didn't know if it was pipes or a backup...it just ends up we had too much poop (and other stuff for that matter). Apparently when you live in a house and aren't on a city sewer system that you need to get it pumped regularly. So of course my awesome dad knew some dude who would come and do it for us. He pumped 2 loads of "stuff" out of our sewer tank...let's just say yuck and leave it at that...However I did reflect upon the fact that of course this happened in the middle of January and of course our sewer was buried under about 3 feet of snow...why does it always happen that way? Murphy's law or something like that! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569203330077135570" 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/AVvXsEi5Pbl2AGcvhEzBuL-ZMDvv93PwDEigFUYzxkHkCfJYmkWagkcxxbVeMevdaLTDM5zMTRDkIDgRDbmjDUBY9_eKrEVff5DEUuMyqWadYDqawdL2d5mR087vXRfVbjXNBql_6q4QD67uuaw/s320/P2020019.JPG" border="0" /> You can see all of the snow that had to be pushed...for us to access the sewer. I hope it didn't kill my strawberries or my rhubarb! On to better things. Kaysha's birthday is a day before Peyton's birthday and we all met at blast off and had a blast. See if you can see a head in that! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569203334924112290" 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/AVvXsEiDb5jq6EINVibYk8_rT_-ynLDqTpRAlt8tuY2fspLdZsUREjy4JSZxnnBSXb8C_qu_Ob836cJei9ot9iuqfVR4Pf9Muk4qNTqCSE0x15hK-HAm-w8dmAiBsqmKrPnG3OeNIbF2_BcAcgE/s320/P1130172.JPG" border="0" /> We had a fun time running around, playing with cousins,talking with each other, letting the kids burn up some pent up energy, and trying to beat mom in skyball. She is amazing! It's too bad that isn't a sport...I think she would be rich!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569203347299005954" 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/AVvXsEihTt38RirUFX8yiIhrnE4edbROiqfM2_vqWqhtneyQjRCAvWWoOfXfOP0JQmHPi0E_eVOI7FHjFPmZLZFClrBNwIXLo_1nqscVrO89ZdkOvWU3dbwg8A1zeZxg3p6AGIhhjA_KhbaFgK4/s320/P1130170.JPG" border="0" />Sonnet and Peyton both loved the ball pit and running around in the little tubes. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569205399537626642" 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/AVvXsEg_tcvKcFU4KCOft8_Rid3ZkT5kjhkLLJTFAAvFyp94CcD1B3tFe5OGThTE_Gz05avqKtV5k_xGNUUNd9iJUr8GbgmzjNUaDpUt8UIQN_2FmKzLnCzfm94nNpgnWjvdtv0919uToKPfHPM/s320/P1130176.JPG" border="0" /><br />It was really cool because we went on a Thursday night and no one was there...we basically had the run of the place. That was kind of cool because you didn't really have to worry where they were because we were the only ones in there. Peyton loved the rock walls and we were amazed at how quickly he could scale them. He went up and down about 10 times and tried all three levels. It was kind of funny though, because he was so light he kept coming down very slow once he got to the top! That made us laugh!<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574682815198284946" 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/AVvXsEjkR_ZqBGpOEjOtaGWk6yOC8PPzI9ZewUBPqQog49yldon6dN6YybJx5bz58BTdwD2_CDwNPWx14fEWj3odqoPydv_tiAZ0ErYvBKF-mKFKuEe-n866L8UZTrZs49J1Dak072EGIpnXJFY/s320/P1130182.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>Sonnet is also a strong little thing. We are amazed with her arm strength. She held on the whole time down in this ring ride. She did it about 10 times too!<br /><br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569205411568119378" 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/AVvXsEh0M-Tcktbg0YgYrcf1457U30VT6dU-7XDVausk1DPIkqu_pVIx8WQGaPJyfdvwYWpM9HpsviwXUyhFycyDKA1mX5dfT9KWdDeauoTkBrouQ1-3Nl2ogmlh-9Sz9EcrHo68J74gkOqqmzk/s320/P1130178.JPG" border="0" />Dad was not to be outdone and he did a spider dance game! He was pretty good! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569205418670012914" 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/AVvXsEhc5BIGZ4rZ0NqiifkjqeZeacLDMXguDnS-2HUw29dlxE9vf-3MaQd4rKYhnx8q3abc0SK_ojwBJ9YhQtDc8PDJMAgvL2kI4VwLAU7neskmrxLQSxL_NWUhai1sj0cZ9Xxzp4-pPhz7xVQ/s320/P1130200.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>We then went back to Angie's and had pizza and cake with Kaysha...this was the best picture I could get of the birthday girl. She was flitting around all night and very excited about all of it! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569205424083345506" 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/AVvXsEi3U4Oht3fGACCVQG3bc_9LS92djSyMQDfhpe47I4kqX5vtfUVGTKhQiLLcXpOATbF7Gvu6w-rQpL2eplSm-IKc4FgUjgG_w0tRGgchErmPJSvU5fFdgq8mZa9B7IFLvOjsDzceo1XXKhc/s320/P1130206.JPG" border="0" />The next day was Peyton's birthday. He had to go to school. We took 1/2 of the day off and had his little party at school that day. Sonnet got to come over and we did a Darth Vader pinata that you just pull strings out of. He had a cute little class and they all got to pull out a string before Peyton found the magic one that made all of the candy fall out. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569215246330229330" 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/AVvXsEie-JldKTr0IwhryTSI4V4fGZhTmozfq42OCKjGda0wV1nA9OonAssNSyU8kwOmFgwElksc4A1b10c7DtJWFgM_V278FZkypI1X7dfSB4-yPICU8XxMswo5oD4S4FtFoKbK0q23whHWbSE/s320/P1140211.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>Then after school he finally to to open his presents. Angie always has these big fill-up balloons at her kids birthdays and Peyton has just loved them. We finally got him some...the only problem is that they are still full and still floating around my house...more than a month later! I guess I could just pop them..but he loves to look at them and play with them. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569215248915665634" 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/AVvXsEiR7voCNN-nLUzlUwbABEw4K2bIuWB_CLUqrBF08IAWaXFOj5Z4ceHecNB_unifXFLSJYzWWNc2mAzZKuvPH_H2MbIWkkprpERJlvMJ4CR3v0IhQaNeGP36stG_YgSTHhBrKfV03deBMdE/s320/P1140217.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>He is getting to an age where he actually slows a down a little and will read the cards because he can read now. But you can see the utter chaos he can make in about 30 seconds! He is at such a cute age.<br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMj1wFthJ0mcSr18gnAwsz-h0_hfhUCK5Iei_cG3tyh0QHdYcfr_h33jABD2xLvF32id3KUlgnY6iLbHs1A5UVaq4HxfK41zDxwRFHk3-arD6gvIrBGbfcuzo-nAcjt8Rl8mINSNv0I3o/s1600/P1140224.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569215273020450066" 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/AVvXsEjMj1wFthJ0mcSr18gnAwsz-h0_hfhUCK5Iei_cG3tyh0QHdYcfr_h33jABD2xLvF32id3KUlgnY6iLbHs1A5UVaq4HxfK41zDxwRFHk3-arD6gvIrBGbfcuzo-nAcjt8Rl8mINSNv0I3o/s320/P1140224.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />After Christmas this year, we didn't really have anything to get him, so we just got him fun stuff that we hadn't really thought of. He did get lots of legos because he is really into them. I'm not sure what I think about them. There are tons of little parts. He builds it once and then I just have little parts all over my house...hmmm?<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8fhkkoTRnlejja-sJV3S8ET-rlaGgA9uKVRwh9Ei0RPGX4Fjd3eEXYqg3Lwjmn_PrFxMkjW5RdMkP9NlYxod_hZAXr1D6i0e8wjxzGwnAzEOAeq131c1H1kfsCJm9tAZHDnrcIk3n6Y/s1600/P1140222.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569215258243669234" 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/AVvXsEig8fhkkoTRnlejja-sJV3S8ET-rlaGgA9uKVRwh9Ei0RPGX4Fjd3eEXYqg3Lwjmn_PrFxMkjW5RdMkP9NlYxod_hZAXr1D6i0e8wjxzGwnAzEOAeq131c1H1kfsCJm9tAZHDnrcIk3n6Y/s320/P1140222.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was what Peyton thought he had to wear to his party...it was a Star Wars themed party again...we cracked up about this one. Andy says he looks like some character from a bad 80's movie (I can't remember which one!)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569215264093770018" 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/AVvXsEixv53yHD2uPSdaKb7bdu8vczB0uDAOcrtcd3aiQzwE-gMqMPKiWy4kQmqOCg07YXYJs7kfPycWFbMvhmSBetlSiecfru1cUtZQzYUe-Y3vZHMGQM3TNVJ_OqgjbkAoxHZ6ycaVLfExvOg/s320/P1140230.JPG" border="0" /><br />This was what the scene looked like before everyone arrived.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569216778526789250" 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/AVvXsEiotLQiQ_PSbjL3t-I9KyC1QciOA80q3iz0A-lnR_ZoVqaCDMSN3ecVfesUrpIw9v-mAr_C9DY9Qv1q0DsPyTKATYfg5x8uA16K2-NDHQDd2yKV4y1ye-PNTpQA1h3KMo-0YWheNGBZeKU/s320/P1140236.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div>Once everyone got there, they had to put on Darth Vader masks instead of party hats. That made us laugh. See if you can guess who is who! We had a great night!<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569216788298322146" 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/AVvXsEimSO-CvdhOILFHY6li1kITTDSfTLIMWX6-UBsClBrqbzV8tGWWSimZ8F7biw47WOIceE1ZcxkwsQ4rS2Osm5ONBaQ3KM-SNhVabHWV9iJwtWGlPg9BZSRIslNzBHWnPxKgzE-jksMnHqw/s320/P1140237.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>His request of Lasagna but he doesn't like hamburger so I did a chicken nugget lasagna..he seemed to like it as did Austin. Then we has Snicker's salad, veggies with ranch, apples with caramel apple dip and bottled root beer. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569216792288548130" 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/AVvXsEhyfePwRXLVKi6jFYhO95iIb95sIlN2iU9qA43qccSSsDUrDFbojGtjzF_t-OVQnVnEocRGKGWbpcAuX_eO0cWfCGDvj7Isul-QkA5ueqZo5F0GdSPLU3KFNEZYZGZgamR2ATD9jFsISKE/s320/P1140239.JPG" border="0" />Pop is getting in his birthday spankings...He needs them!<br /><br />These are the styling "Top Gun" glasses that aunt Pam got him. He thought he was one cool dude in them.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574711172305997490" 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/AVvXsEj8jrHn69-qUaP-MlQhEG3iqCYTmvl2tsQlp8i7iI-BlPMT9E1tWREc4KynjlwZDeonOXSR_HCkNb7zvT5MVOEKcbtMGAi80RXr6MmiGW8_nrsvulR9smNWVj7HJSoMZv9GVLXBEg-dbHI/s320/P1140244.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /></div><div align="center">The next picture shows him in his new cowboy boots...(his mom doesn't know what to think of them...but he loves them!). It also shows on his face the pure excitement of this gift that I think Grans and Pop gave him....a UFO that flies. It was the hit of the night. We were all flying it all over and had quite the laughs.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218378503283538" 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/AVvXsEiO0LULiDEWsDThwKq4Bjx1FvIK0ZeAWT7I1fbTX8LTUp981p0ocGNhmJ01L9QmC_OulZZdE-cYTK0ZsJSRV5XlDOFJ7EReAxkONnaUFHxocVBD2tlEwBsurGEAzIFgbIip0xiyx6Qc-zc/s320/P1140253.JPG" border="0" />This is Peyton about to blow out candles on the Death Star (at least my feeble attempt with Andy's help in decorating!) We sure love this little boy and are so glad he came to our home. We can't believe he is 7 and yet with each passing year he just gets better and better. More smart, more cute, more creative, more witty, more fun, more challenging (but in a good way), more excited about life. I wish for him a life of MORE great experiences. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218380068793714" 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/AVvXsEiK07EZdIqfrDVRcGzeGBDyyxEvL1UbfOx5pQCxiSAPesvUCA2Q3NIgwHhzWCfjqNR07X-Ew4e29qf9yf7jybk8ALG_WjC8HhOREbXqRhzhGXSp-CujnGyvD5BXN3SVwNoHok4wsegq90Q/s320/P1140256.JPG" border="0" /><br />Not too bad of an attempt at the Death Star...but kind of a depressing cake! ha!<br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569218391613065330" 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/AVvXsEjI7nutSf4K8MEcEDulP5iGDITjwHw2xVZpCMfWcZ7J0Ry2CZAgkkp9WetRsWo92lJD_dMWRTaaBUNpV4JliN2P11YU7e2OGURBwkD9mXjE0Zd_8co-yVvtBDmdiNABK4dQcjf6L4tqZXU/s320/P1140257.JPG" border="0" />I should have said the 26th also. Little Sonnet has now been in our home for over a year. We can't believe this little girl has been with us so short of a time and it seems like she has always been here. She is a bright light in our lives and adds such a wonderful spirit and love to our home. What a sweet, cute, loving little girl. She just blesses our lives. Pray for the lawyers to get things figured out so we can get this all settled...it is taking FOREVER! But I know that good things come to those who are patient! :-) However, I do know now why they have all those lawyer jokes! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569216776424574258" 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/AVvXsEgx9NzBZ0LaiO_WWooBy9uH_G8L6eh9-SjjvHe-p1A_kpNkd2YVSZ0rCFyf6cNEXwb14IplwhRJgUt4xzYnj6GAhrN-8BcUxK469RBj2o28bEPIskY1mBhqP9OmIcYwN-EpBDuplU0vous/s320/P1140231.JPG" border="0" /> Last year about three days after she came to us...Can you see any differences? <br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574715594585692514" 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/AVvXsEh6KEtYXI7bu8ginR_AlwhdGHJ3uv3X9oxibj0HxPWZDZmtOsY_akc4Ty-WfyMA5YNk6VrsXM-a_Canqd-DFtp7bmoFLqFyETVBW4sN8r86481UkY_qUAj7hWZldObMkbpVWsLUvTh-ZA4/s320/P1260091.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-155103526056184642011-02-05T10:03:00.000-08:002011-02-05T10:20:25.517-08:00My Favorite Present...(Here you go Lataun)!<div><div><div>So every year, I get a lot of money to go to Barnes and Noble. I believe most people in my family think that it is an easy way out for a gift for me...however, little do they know that I love, love, love to go there and just peruse and get a stack of books. I joked with Andy that someday I may get to purchase all of the books that I have a hankering to get...however, I was really tempted when I went in there this year to get a Nook...but alas they have invented a color one which is so much cooler and so I will wait a year or two for the price to fall...any thoughts on Nooks and Kindles? I've read some disturbing things about how there is a new application for Iphones and Ipod Touch and Ipads that let you scan in the bar code of books you have and they will upload to your phone. Does that mean I could go into Barnes and Noble and do the same thing? I also read an internet article that talked about how children born in 2011 will not know what traditional newspapers, magazines, and books are...that was also a little disturbing...but I'm really seriously thinking about getting a Nook...I'm just afraid my friends (my books) might be a little mad! :-)</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570268998465404802" 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/AVvXsEhAWnXwW9IqZrVwgNNLP4UXZCrzJpYlel8e7JVecsHXldqaJtevqwKfR5U69hexjUPoiJfkQs1mpDqMbwxA_jB5kLCgX_6vRJ0qJucW6Zea7liXZBDT1VNfk2NONmgVOnERtYcxZSYAIoY/s320/PC280138.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><p>Here is the list for this year...There are some darker colored jackets on the books, so for anyone that is interested...here is the title list: Divine Signatures (Gerald Lund), Before Green Gables, Pathfinder, What the Dog Saw, Third World America, A Homemade Life, Bento Box in the Heartland, Committed, Freakonomics, The Pillars of Greek Wisdom, Inside of a Dog, The Cheesecake Cookbook, Fast Breads, Cake Pops, Le Cordon Bleu Dessert Techniques. </p><p>Hmmm...Kind of an interesting list...I pulled up my list from last year, so that I could compare how my interests of changed. I'm really addicted to nonfiction now and I don't read as much fiction (the only problem with that is that is takes me so much longer to read nonfiction) . I'm also so into cooking and my new love is to purchase any cool, interesting, exciting cookbook that I can find! It appears last year, I was very interested in fiction...funny how our interests change! </p><p>I still love a good fiction book but need some new ones after reading "The Hunger Games" series...anyone have any recommendations? </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570269014346422002" 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/AVvXsEhFJ_PRw2MBHCCrXMgML3iRtCE99bHW5H5IvSmzPcGlTNynk9QJj8XLFg3DfC2rgN5qUi1SLw_1mPhp4f6zS-t10PKfILdV8jZc3Ias4iCF-WFQRw5UjlLzT5RgwgMRyYHNo2Uqvt62wFE/s320/PC280223.JPG" border="0" /></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-19443723293001648962011-02-02T09:23:00.000-08:002011-02-02T11:34:16.165-08:00December In a Nut Shell<div>December came and went in a flash of busy, hectic, fun-filled days. It was a magical time because of how excited our kids were about everything (especially Peyton). They are at an age where everything about Christmas reminds you as a parent of your own special times growing up. To start out December Peyton had a dance recital at the high school. He does a great job and is so fun to watch. This is his little dancing group...that has really grown from last year. We love that there are five boys and five girls. They will be doing a really cute dance with their partners coming up in the spring. Peyton wasn't quite sure he wanted to dance with a "girl" but he has done a great job. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569145821920945570" 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/AVvXsEgoCYwOr03q96LNhNhj_SbUu7cSW73fBCsdCXKg3XyfBQEB1vfA0ezBfo3dScXusX0ak9bqAxROO4ORwLlgMMgIwOaI6WCOPkffuOyq2WYUxqPL8qMh_bd4Mc_tVYe5wtH6v40w7gSvR5M/s320/PC040166.JPG" border="0" />We had lots of mail to send out in December...in fact, we spent the first part of December getting gifts and things ready. On one of the packages we sent, Peyton had decorated this package of Andy and I under the mistletoe. It made me smile and I had to get a picture. Definitely one of my favorite things about Christmas.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHhVmGTDtx8SFi7J5J6NsE4dHGCksklQrzJNPRSG181MA2Kge4-rn0oYlVX6J4CohUuCyFo2IkCiI5hufklBtDLPttec9pWcscnAiyvfmgcCD6MtJbU4VC6YJpUu5rUd9tk4GLV-nbQQQ/s1600/PC140005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569162991836337890" 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/AVvXsEgHhVmGTDtx8SFi7J5J6NsE4dHGCksklQrzJNPRSG181MA2Kge4-rn0oYlVX6J4CohUuCyFo2IkCiI5hufklBtDLPttec9pWcscnAiyvfmgcCD6MtJbU4VC6YJpUu5rUd9tk4GLV-nbQQQ/s320/PC140005.JPG" border="0" /></a> The tree marathon began the first week of December...with our kids so excited about getting their trees up. It is a good thing they were, because Andy and I have lost a little excitement about putting up "all" those trees. We are up to 14, however only 9 made it up this year (which was okay with us!) The new tree for the year was Sonnet's tree. It was fun to see how excited she was with her tree. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569145817096474066" 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/AVvXsEjD3R1EY_ZyR9pUpJC-d4kliR8-LrJ4Pioye0uN3kEk8z4BSKAWhfQOVh2CQjIDGVWyM87a-CJG6wFNeuHAgdRN_e8G1EqEjpoM7NOi4tegI3Lx9btWBAI6xMM67NdUChAjSnU7lEF3ITo/s320/PC030148.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569145815063010370" 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/AVvXsEh4MbXuDaBOHnW8nnGz0kdco-gxYuKLmbjKC4I8ixYeaP08geUd2mUAMZRPXlnvJCiVR6hhILp5FPabrfMDimx4OBsEOOepsJM2yFj0OaYQ5cWI8nBdmsTcfpo8ExrXpku20h607ku7Ixc/s320/PC030141.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div>The kids trees are the only ones we add to each year, so it will be fun to see how each year her tree changes. One of my other favorite things is my dad's lights. I'm glad he got them all up. As you can see this was a very pretty night...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Tp0swg6WKAGQd8exgWOhyv7Isz8J3gPt_mrMCqU5RnvwRtdDtccnibav2HeKl-Aae25SzKp6yDrrGggd7VMslXA5CssodQCp4ZJ7T5Ss-UsRMn7DvC4_x2v6Cj5mTVp9vvus-MlOzzY/s1600/PC190026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569158651218567842" 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/AVvXsEh4Tp0swg6WKAGQd8exgWOhyv7Isz8J3gPt_mrMCqU5RnvwRtdDtccnibav2HeKl-Aae25SzKp6yDrrGggd7VMslXA5CssodQCp4ZJ7T5Ss-UsRMn7DvC4_x2v6Cj5mTVp9vvus-MlOzzY/s320/PC190026.JPG" border="0" /></a> The next event was the Christmas play. This is Sonnet with a little girl her age. They played for a little bit before it all began. The theme for the Christmas play this year was a cowboy theme which was great for Peyton...he loved it! </div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569147224266401778" 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/AVvXsEhygHK5VcnrLhCI_bYK-VzNQnn3A6G9H8OkdrWWWCeDMgtlyucjD9trrK_dhkwfOVfiJ-PSBvOPbw4rBHRp9wOQcxbwPv0oT71T1bivDarTh85KQnrfHrSYQCdYTmMw4ePpGOILNsZQhp4/s320/PC160008.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569147228263216370" 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/AVvXsEhXdYfICcteA5G84FnmsjnPt30bBO6isxrpvWh_bgJDxSvaCf50lP65NG43qPFUFDtXsKzQpIeyRw3B8H5kS7A0Hwe4nbtVipLnSKgj8ThAt8bfy05TG3G4TwY97xEtEb9r_tA3OZn4HAw/s320/PC160007.JPG" border="0" />Some of the vaqueros waiting to perform. This picture below was so funny. A line was forming to see Santa and my kids ran up and cut in front of everyone. I'm training them so well aren't I! One of my proudest moments..(hmmm). <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569145830910735714" 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/AVvXsEiVxiiuqOakPP7FgtqE2IPLZJAxQrZwBslGFUSEJ1-2C-aCLLF5cRGV46a62Jr2vCSJ4rfjUQuU0ZJf_ZqUNQbkh6G0TmUEacMSbqCiVgJfcHqGpdFrr5kU0wxKAMwJ1exarbLnKAzaKkM/s320/PC160018.JPG" border="0" /> These pictures were at Peyton's school party. Peyton has an amazing teacher this year who he just adores. She got them all such a wonderful gift. What a giving, caring, kind, and inspiring lady she is.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHrF-1cSqw-6sDPadk0IIAa-FQG0cnc5o2F28H8owTXnaPiSUTVYRK_QYJL2QZAQVlwd__ui5YAjrftl4bzU5wAeKc3xyZlOwfEZ2STN3TgBhPau8gg23aZ6gLwCkjQHADEqVltbhKC2w/s1600/PC220047.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569158615835480130" 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/AVvXsEhHrF-1cSqw-6sDPadk0IIAa-FQG0cnc5o2F28H8owTXnaPiSUTVYRK_QYJL2QZAQVlwd__ui5YAjrftl4bzU5wAeKc3xyZlOwfEZ2STN3TgBhPau8gg23aZ6gLwCkjQHADEqVltbhKC2w/s320/PC220047.JPG" border="0" /></a> They also made Gingerbread houses. She told me she was going to teach them how to make them...which I thought was weird because we just plathered candy on when I was a kid. Much to my surprise and delight...these little houses just turned out great. They actually look like a gingerbread house with a little bit of thought. She just knows how to make things fun and educational at the same time. Peyton is lucky to have her!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8-w6BF1827Vm_Og1w1Skqvvw6oe6ktVpvo7g4voiD4KcetrWN0HB7-biGPUxivTDGNPmCjEZf0XGtHiZ9AhKdcPLzPrKdTWX5sxpZUgBMNwHJ78gmmKoyANmwxgcLYOXSgDVVxVCMa1U/s1600/PC220034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569158614900782690" 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/AVvXsEg8-w6BF1827Vm_Og1w1Skqvvw6oe6ktVpvo7g4voiD4KcetrWN0HB7-biGPUxivTDGNPmCjEZf0XGtHiZ9AhKdcPLzPrKdTWX5sxpZUgBMNwHJ78gmmKoyANmwxgcLYOXSgDVVxVCMa1U/s320/PC220034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We had some great snow before Christmas. As you can see I didn't get a very good picture of the sledders. But it was a wonderful Christmas weather. I do wish now that it would go away, but we liked it for Christmas. Peyton is sledding with a cousin and Uncle Jake took them out to do this. We loved having family up for Christmas. All of my siblings were home. That just made Christmas grand! (a little crowded and noisy at mom's but wonderful!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNUFviTZeu0NSXJkojk7DADP6QPJxd2rJF9EPFil_TEXrMmIzYPyFvHRosRK0eMj4srJbmSJ0Q3sKMTbCFAf-44ATstGC6Wpw7MRE3whDQsZKnanZsAOjJGtqAVtrFjIKZ-mQKnbkpF1A/s1600/PC230055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569158603069484786" 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/AVvXsEiNUFviTZeu0NSXJkojk7DADP6QPJxd2rJF9EPFil_TEXrMmIzYPyFvHRosRK0eMj4srJbmSJ0Q3sKMTbCFAf-44ATstGC6Wpw7MRE3whDQsZKnanZsAOjJGtqAVtrFjIKZ-mQKnbkpF1A/s320/PC230055.JPG" border="0" /></a> Andy's birthday is Christmas Eve and we had a nice dinner and celebration at our home with Andy's dad. I loved this drawing that Peyton made in Andy's birthday card. As you can see he does love his dad, but he is frowning because he can't open presents yet! This made us smile! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569153673298822834" 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/AVvXsEj9U0uUaanYUHny-b3Ultbaz-FJD0wkdjWXALNVojaKq1GtbuwQp4yT-urduRqYGBU1B4cbfLUYvZGLqQimPLwaJdaGKiXRmyYTMv0PGPb-6HDZapeXqepUe8Gbvy6VGdPWLIAlaHkXYJA/s320/PC240061.JPG" border="0" />Andy turned 36 this year. We both wondered where the time has gone. This is him posing with his present opener helpers. I don't think he opened too many of his presents. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569153667649241762" 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/AVvXsEiovir3HgMztUR9rP-0oLkig-9uMZ_5M3LqGntjeac2z5B9PrtQ20Qca_WH8g8Fu7zPP99kszn760xprA9g8zhxprAo1CNxPpYVki06yfT6Kajkf5C9KYrXk32eMgbcT7xa2ltdEsFG1lA/s320/PC240057.JPG" border="0" /> This is Andy at my parent's house opening his gifts in a rush before we go to the "White Elephant" party at my grandpa's house.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3xqBKCkiYphlDnNNmVKJSwSGBBKmGpbiOyJw2GtAJfbCnh5mA7IjGU9Et5MMghHR36qujrGKjQOM271MYPb5mLkLSrooF0oPU_za9FdcQyxsnFEqgFH0iAVfhVokZRRI8HPwZ3X0DCIM/s1600/PC240069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569158599522501810" 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/AVvXsEi3xqBKCkiYphlDnNNmVKJSwSGBBKmGpbiOyJw2GtAJfbCnh5mA7IjGU9Et5MMghHR36qujrGKjQOM271MYPb5mLkLSrooF0oPU_za9FdcQyxsnFEqgFH0iAVfhVokZRRI8HPwZ3X0DCIM/s320/PC240069.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is one of my favorite pictures of Christmas. As you can see all of the kids are crowded around Holly who is pulling up the "Santa tracker" on the internet. This is why Christmas is so magical. These little ones were just enthralled with Santa getting closer to Idaho! I had to pull it up at my house when we got home! Just to check again where he was!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmxSnstC0cMh43B9V7j2mCrbAsnc_YtVJkiavAo8mlqTCquv3fyj6UYTUaz-zoyZ-CbIoYqCt09FBuYW9zrx0fQgjL9uIMfSIkcI4UVX1A6QMyJMJN-j3IirEhbAz2fvgJmhcg4XTwXs8/s1600/PC240067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569153689830727714" 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/AVvXsEgmxSnstC0cMh43B9V7j2mCrbAsnc_YtVJkiavAo8mlqTCquv3fyj6UYTUaz-zoyZ-CbIoYqCt09FBuYW9zrx0fQgjL9uIMfSIkcI4UVX1A6QMyJMJN-j3IirEhbAz2fvgJmhcg4XTwXs8/s320/PC240067.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was Grandpa Sanders' gift, but he gave it to "Rascaleono" as he calls my little boy. I would have loved to see Grandpa in this, but he got a kick out of Peyton wearing it! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569150177328075298" 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/AVvXsEgCChTyuOFBHzZkci8ngUev9dBnjz-11RNxQEYSunylW8nMFhYxCykZ9jgJySUs2864PEL2HwepieNrWoheisrQxh15h7UtPxUZXpbL0hUST_d0AZFupiJTAyhsucKrYv49cDBzj6FbNtc/s320/PC240077.JPG" border="0" />I guess we do what everyone else does on Christmas Eve by opening the Christmas P.J.s...Peyton and Sonnet finally got to give into that madness of not being able to open a present. I thought they looked so cute in their P.J.s<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569153682641410626" 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/AVvXsEhsIVKETSWfqyHxmC6qebacB4wIYf7y8QBf9qlWBlKuuIUjORtBpWeku25mc2l5yuDEO_xDE8ydLUqhBw_Lx0PWQdEO5EspmfGsMd4VUvSPNIoVxtp7LIiw7iQYHy1_afA7novkPeDviKg/s320/PC240079.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisc2YRzxC6D7y3SRh2BDNTQX4d4ugIn55il0vxMPVyyhCmK3EWyjbcG_CVH8koutGGdV1Y-o1pRhUDcz9ZYzNNtIajWz9eVTvOVpPh3g7aVyr3vetNT7-3QuPvgp7HTAd6JF7fPL5x8o0/s1600/PC240084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569153688408434818" 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/AVvXsEisc2YRzxC6D7y3SRh2BDNTQX4d4ugIn55il0vxMPVyyhCmK3EWyjbcG_CVH8koutGGdV1Y-o1pRhUDcz9ZYzNNtIajWz9eVTvOVpPh3g7aVyr3vetNT7-3QuPvgp7HTAd6JF7fPL5x8o0/s320/PC240084.JPG" border="0" /></a> Off to bed for the longest night of a child's life. Peyton was so wired we had a hard time getting him to sleep. We left quite a haul out for Santa as you can see. Peyton also hid a special box of candy that only Santa and Peyton and his Dad would know where it was hidden. That was how Peyton would know if Santa was really real (yes he is already questioning...it never came up in my mind!) As you can see, Santa ate all that was left to him...and he took the box of candy that was hidden...one of the first things Peyton had to find out when he woke up.<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569160873463886610" 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/AVvXsEhm3Czq9glzd7NUOj9c5Ic41F63l6o-98nG165ruw7Ds1Rz6E-MTJjxqqJgeFqtYkGgiJQlJHDMCjYWK5Z-VxOrktL6Jnh_7a9XLHEfCFobW6yURpEPH-FRlFA6X062syS8dUfDpOOtNgY/s320/PC250097.JPG" border="0" /> Peyton loved everything and had to dump out, rip open, try, etc...every single thing that Santa left him. It was very cute! The old bird left quite a haul at our house. Some of the highlights included the race track for Peyton and the doll house for Sonnet.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569148866983781410" 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/AVvXsEgUX4y8Mqg9hd7VBsgL4bA9QOW5-81wv3rp8JxI04Gwd9TsH0TPDej3pfy2yqtWehyphenhyphenn86AtopVwdgQhHvHn4RdthqZOa36fmyWakyr62bEZ5c6VO9vF9CVvmh2ynDSOeDWwhSVodGsNFdQ/s320/PC250096.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569148876300919170" 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/AVvXsEgvp5hA10pIv2Z_e82NfVEKapaEiRiaTtLdeu4R1rirXizskQmej-4BzSGMQHkrmPIDzwTqZ5PxjJAescKmvOJIrwXsKePKWnnIYzPKRLzrduTB-sqXUddsiYogh6TnU2bVlu4pPr6o8gI/s320/PC250103.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569148863499827634" 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/AVvXsEjFMmxq131ekB7X7qgIL34REq5qERYnD2G-AIotIawqjhiROhITenz1eUpx5QZUD-ylg5zEGYLlBN-kiyKZWfpnRRxRdhrUB1ub8luL9pFybIYT-NYx1iMEfwioZJBxaf8ipXPEeCXipEQ/s320/PC250087.JPG" border="0" /> He also left Sonnet a fropper (we are still not sure what it does)...the cute hat was courteousy of Grandpa Scott. She loved both.<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569150159097414162" 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/AVvXsEhn1_XMx55_Q5ItfcPfJDdUR5hN9mFzejqbQhZvFFgAWeHI16xa98OWRkFyWlZgwC5DB6d-VeBBf6005GuRyrf9RH4rDq305zBh9vFM9LB26MiUi8xi7zPerEL1vwg-qtuCKjsMQ6anlZE/s320/PC250108.JPG" border="0" />One of my favorite pictures to take is my parent's tree....every year no matter how much we cut back it is still jam packed with presents! My family especially my parents are so generous. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569160882313915922" 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/AVvXsEj-yMmi9WD0_39uY6peuClRjVCS2xGd8xw1NAAVl0QE6oH33flQ1ZQVo1KuS9NH7gua5BuOGCNALnJ8ZvXBXIZk8MMaYm0bIvWdR0zbgZBDjtATopsuBzxIu7e5UmNY5kF-d0CUHkyqCCo/s320/PC250117.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569150167116004674" 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/AVvXsEg1o3sw7OaxTm7HDZV6FkQNaWisdsb_VAa9z0Xjvm0doFwlsFimNqhpDl5vZsk5beyAOAp6zpocaUoDjkIYoJ8LrybmGYR6Gl9VvlG43v7Y8qYKronZV3eP3G9mjbjZk3ggIq6iJgVkaek/s320/PC250120.JPG" border="0" /> One of my favorite pictures of Christmas...notice the bow on Pam's bum! ha! We got a good laugh from that!<br /><div><br /><div>Peyton got a costume from Jake and Nancy's family. Of course he had to try it on. We rushed to open gifts so that Mom and Dad could get a dinner prepared for 30+ people. It was then a shift over to my grandpa's house for presents and dinner. Sometimes I wish we would just order in pizza and be able to enjoy the day.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_20ZVo-tLnxNDf-XfFr_L9rCXoW0TeVRjNrEX7isoWfB2l331mjRZ2PKYH7ZHUyjeMDPOSYxtx9cttQnUwESPDfruSGR_VrxxYSvohGN6mEi29FDGszh3VtsB3bHLiSXR46FB1b0ekw/s1600/PC250121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569150165144267570" 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/AVvXsEhD_20ZVo-tLnxNDf-XfFr_L9rCXoW0TeVRjNrEX7isoWfB2l331mjRZ2PKYH7ZHUyjeMDPOSYxtx9cttQnUwESPDfruSGR_VrxxYSvohGN6mEi29FDGszh3VtsB3bHLiSXR46FB1b0ekw/s320/PC250121.JPG" border="0" /></a> The next picture at about 10:00 p.m that night is me opening birthday gifts...sometimes you just can't fit it all in...I think the look on my dad's face shows how busy that this day really was. I turned 37 this year and for once in my life I felt really old on my birthday...(I think it was because I was a catching a bug that I fought the rest of Christmas vacation!)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569150172936796626" 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/AVvXsEjeXgeqkeEdC52Sg4hQ39HqHJ-EYipepgS59137ijKoloEsFJWeGlESmLCgoqLK7Mdq95rT6MpMJ-Pe_wZthekpWv2aRva0CzrfFbwAcCsucD3ktcSBsW_mVzgBuhA3p4dlVpZ2PQx05ac/s320/PC250125.JPG" border="0" /> Cute, cute, cute...kids...This is their Christmas clothes outfits...that they wore the day after Christmas to church! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569176326610567906" 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/AVvXsEjr3n867pvI9NpUlARpIOZQOqMyNMuiucH3jCISF5hfDbRZm6Bd3zBxGx-yKSIXg_Xu4hUUCmzEsO8-z6UljxC0GDVoHTIIccDpcDfU3nef_wNvnaNbivBh60aa4tMcdaok-oRy2u-y_ro/s320/PC260135.JPG" border="0" />There is another December birthday...right after Christmas...this cute little thing is my brother's daughter. She is a funny little particular thing. She is deathly afraid of Andy which is hilarious and makes us all laugh. She calls him guy and hides whenever he comes near. We joke and say she is a good judge of character. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569147241642437010" 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/AVvXsEiTVo7DlJlh378F-SLyoPV5ZNHJd4FAXYzhCPz3sJ0SLEU5p67dmRC0EuM7fwdnA4cM_rEvk-3HfZQ0BcqKXVuXC6HsPXQmRyhMoXhqfZiroX9tiA33hp9xJm6M82bdq1-ZIQj1sSOtXG4/s320/PC280149.JPG" border="0" />Playing hot potato at the party...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569147237791972530" 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/AVvXsEjiDOVdJpUI63ax12hXzYITutFECtX2KEJsz5q3e7I3St0jnRGRwtpRT0dKcOex2doDCZd0HMUeXWxBy6lLbGTuARJ-lryjQBq5T6zFfOdt5dRXuF95SANN_82qPDn42tOwNm4vjqimAxY/s320/PC280142.JPG" border="0" /><br />Then to end December we went over to Brove's house and did the traditional games, food, and frapee. This is Peyton drinking/eating frapee at 12:00 a.m.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569163003168667058" 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/AVvXsEgc_8UP2dvBhO14Y46RNe292ui8DZD9KSK5NrF6IdscSPIF1HSCcTGGAk9_4Y9HyKoLLyCQyk-WbO0HsOniozv2_MnfCpWa4LdwEze12SCdv02W0u2BY4UUEZuJ-RDDoFalwF_zjGDaD7M/s320/P1010163.JPG" border="0" /> As you can see Sonnet has had it. We are irresponsible parents and let our kids stay up to ring in the New Year...what a wonderful December we had.. <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569148859595052178" 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/AVvXsEg7vdDuLk6Y83jvQhARUtAYC9Oz7FATJnXolwDMEd_mZ85Z8F-w14y6-HmvCpiIUu_FXH3J7gkA6HzZJVdyesOs-UqFqpdgQ7NmKlM402hOEuf0v2wbCZBcC6kf4CktF6KXnrL0dgTZBZI/s320/P1010166.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-88695835403631993502010-11-21T15:33:00.000-08:002010-11-21T16:58:03.513-08:00Yes, He is the Real One!We went to the festival of trees! We have a great time! We love to see Santa and I swear he is the real one. Sonnet is posing by the fairy tree. She loves fairies and so she was trying to pose like one! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbtPs6Sue4azGJ7jscss181LImSCFUt6z8Er14732tCezmdL9TsEwXkHLTO4FFDIUXKNNv1OTWlHTTrDxS9P-ZPnPZdBRW5cLIMJiQDJyWULdzJDa2RWnq_DgR3LfY5rDh5UWVX6SdWk/s1600/PB190078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542157762163785842" 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/AVvXsEiYbtPs6Sue4azGJ7jscss181LImSCFUt6z8Er14732tCezmdL9TsEwXkHLTO4FFDIUXKNNv1OTWlHTTrDxS9P-ZPnPZdBRW5cLIMJiQDJyWULdzJDa2RWnq_DgR3LfY5rDh5UWVX6SdWk/s320/PB190078.JPG" border="0" /></a> Somebody got hungry and so he wasn't have the best of times. After he saw Santa he was ready to go. He was also a little disappointed because Santa only let him tell one thing he wanted and he got shushed. I think maybe because it was Friday and he had probably already seen 1000's of kids. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ0CmbbesLJCRoSH26GbYQ4Y79CAZvKFTzjVzz7LogEQah9ZwOHVFuGweHVmUcrWQnbJAOAC5IAWgJ5q7RqkRg6R15ldR-w0nH0ApmykkDwNEIEm_SCrHrIQTkH0YTwM_esgsFy_DO2ts/s1600/PB190073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542157755695455906" 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/AVvXsEhZ0CmbbesLJCRoSH26GbYQ4Y79CAZvKFTzjVzz7LogEQah9ZwOHVFuGweHVmUcrWQnbJAOAC5IAWgJ5q7RqkRg6R15ldR-w0nH0ApmykkDwNEIEm_SCrHrIQTkH0YTwM_esgsFy_DO2ts/s320/PB190073.JPG" border="0" /></a> You can see they were very excited to see Santa and had a lot to say. Sonnet rushed right up and gave him a huge hug! She loved Santa. She doesn't even really know what he does yet. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicYIXHgXQ2z37pnwYBvD6fDFdPrP0eNIYUanSqE9YZrxUYmTizUoeW0-jr2tloWir5qpA4tgQyzCIPyJHR11BRsv0eY7vnIhDkc18_Hcjg1wBB_59HKY2ujXR1GTPKYQQLD5KBE-Bvwqc/s1600/PB190064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542157747113421954" 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/AVvXsEicYIXHgXQ2z37pnwYBvD6fDFdPrP0eNIYUanSqE9YZrxUYmTizUoeW0-jr2tloWir5qpA4tgQyzCIPyJHR11BRsv0eY7vnIhDkc18_Hcjg1wBB_59HKY2ujXR1GTPKYQQLD5KBE-Bvwqc/s320/PB190064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Peyton ran right up to him and was ready to tell him what he wanted.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1zZrMxttCsl22VNEKYy7UMKb4NNq1_J7X-IdEtr_NIPg3nvqc4MGaEEd8JlB5W4Uax-O16FBQOWNRNCxum9S580H8DXBsE4AkIIdZy9HIjdJ96NlDjg2blnhZblPiA9wkLqCjAta-EU/s1600/PB190063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542157741464523330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi1zZrMxttCsl22VNEKYy7UMKb4NNq1_J7X-IdEtr_NIPg3nvqc4MGaEEd8JlB5W4Uax-O16FBQOWNRNCxum9S580H8DXBsE4AkIIdZy9HIjdJ96NlDjg2blnhZblPiA9wkLqCjAta-EU/s320/PB190063.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy29WIseVmudJR5Zii3FmVSOLXz85dPCxJttFts_bzBG7g5C-izxvEk_sK_JXiWJU5wT1V6_WhRO550mgBGtBHfQr-cK05gEpVtJoW7ch0ddrVIWTJnIfl5c00FKjQnbyHKmqCgCupN2k/s1600/scan0003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542155282362862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy29WIseVmudJR5Zii3FmVSOLXz85dPCxJttFts_bzBG7g5C-izxvEk_sK_JXiWJU5wT1V6_WhRO550mgBGtBHfQr-cK05gEpVtJoW7ch0ddrVIWTJnIfl5c00FKjQnbyHKmqCgCupN2k/s320/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /></a> I couldn't get a really good picture of all three, so we have a really cute one of her and a good one of him! Thus the problem of having two kids to take pictures of. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqdHMoz-djFpr7ZJCXDk-XV9KUH8kk2Jl2LIdug8eRI24-H1E8eB55NrY8lh_uv72-6Aoi5xwHAcP00tqoO2_YHdG6HTKhdqzbfkecwcKUJi9eeEfz7QSJhRTsLZa8ruiu4oMtC2XK-co/s1600/scan0002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542155276091016770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqdHMoz-djFpr7ZJCXDk-XV9KUH8kk2Jl2LIdug8eRI24-H1E8eB55NrY8lh_uv72-6Aoi5xwHAcP00tqoO2_YHdG6HTKhdqzbfkecwcKUJi9eeEfz7QSJhRTsLZa8ruiu4oMtC2XK-co/s320/scan0002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBLwXs0YB8fuV6MWqA_I1DqiWiNlGo3K3yk6tqJRg8EKaziILVhyphenhyphen3bT821PcSxnEkZzwSNW89A_oWh8bhZXZUFLlIxbtHAQNjMDqv14xfxxf6cjeEP4wtZYv0pULroTwvdXpsf8USwzU/s1600/scan0001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542155272344058594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuBLwXs0YB8fuV6MWqA_I1DqiWiNlGo3K3yk6tqJRg8EKaziILVhyphenhyphen3bT821PcSxnEkZzwSNW89A_oWh8bhZXZUFLlIxbtHAQNjMDqv14xfxxf6cjeEP4wtZYv0pULroTwvdXpsf8USwzU/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Looking forward to the old boy making a stop! And yes, he is the real one by the way! <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-36920530446938151422010-08-11T10:10:00.001-07:002010-08-11T11:10:35.210-07:00School Shopping and Aquarium-Take 2...where did my post go?I already did this post once...I'm not sure where it disappeared to? But we just recently went school shopping in Utah...Yes that means that summer is over, but we are ready physically for school to start! We did some great shopping and for the first time we went up to the Park City Outlets. I loved them and they had so many great, fun kid stores...that we pretty much found everything we needed. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ieGwXBdztRlm9WuOxTs5Lp5N71E-UUc3xK9YUCrr2b4789zgEdEvajj3R1Ngrz0Mux3RDFPTXxSLgnbmjncyySGN4Rxe6gehhbduXN0XyGjHj02qJyTDQW-yrGcveb7wg80qHGRmgm8/s1600/outlets.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504210222010776018" 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/AVvXsEh9ieGwXBdztRlm9WuOxTs5Lp5N71E-UUc3xK9YUCrr2b4789zgEdEvajj3R1Ngrz0Mux3RDFPTXxSLgnbmjncyySGN4Rxe6gehhbduXN0XyGjHj02qJyTDQW-yrGcveb7wg80qHGRmgm8/s320/outlets.bmp" border="0" /></a> Andy always likes to joke with me about outlets, because while I find good deals, I for some reason buy more thus spending what I could have saved..I've always told him I've never been a quality girl, but quantity! But I recommend the outlets..They have everything you could want! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfNhf29m8VDcscYBTdFTmJn_qWeMOMkR9ZPeztYfq0Idc3KBwtFXgCd_57AF0is9AtgSsgjQtslq3CYwW-ypbbcWiJLKPjPVJdJIraLX8H6Z9pLppfDYOpedfWj54OK8b_eM3cmNvhMI/s1600/cheesecake+factory.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504210213022679794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfNhf29m8VDcscYBTdFTmJn_qWeMOMkR9ZPeztYfq0Idc3KBwtFXgCd_57AF0is9AtgSsgjQtslq3CYwW-ypbbcWiJLKPjPVJdJIraLX8H6Z9pLppfDYOpedfWj54OK8b_eM3cmNvhMI/s320/cheesecake+factory.bmp" border="0" /></a> My next favorite things we did were to go to two of our favorite restaurants that we only go to when we go to Boise or Utah...We are glad that PF Chang's and Cheesecake Factory aren't local or we would go broke...but they are worth every penny. Andy and I call it the quality scale.</div><div>Wendys=20.00$</div><div>Olive Garden=40.00$</div><div>PF Changs and Cheesecake=80.00$</div><div>See the quality of the food doubles by twenties..ha! I know that doesn't make any sense unless you have eaten at them. </div><div>We love the lettuce wraps at PF Changs. And our kids even liked the lo mein they had. At the cheesecake factory my favorite things are of course the cheesecake, but the salads are probably my most favorite...</div><div>We ordered cheesecake to go and sadly one of our pieces got left in the fridge in our hotel room. Some lucky cleaning person got a nice treat. My question is though, do you think they really ate it? Most people seem to think that they would, but I wouldn't eat it so I don't think that they did? Any thoughts? Ha! </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMwtROPUjTwfc4SilfX70TfMNy4rp8T8fLUPEEgDZTMMXTFrdepNkkVj7uRm39NvH8fkl1JN0gBm3K8FpPtBaURFWTKQ3mUB51SXp5_Cu0kxUNO_cyEnQ9s20bIdLVGksgKS5m9r-YYhs/s1600/pfchangs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504210207404344850" 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/AVvXsEhMwtROPUjTwfc4SilfX70TfMNy4rp8T8fLUPEEgDZTMMXTFrdepNkkVj7uRm39NvH8fkl1JN0gBm3K8FpPtBaURFWTKQ3mUB51SXp5_Cu0kxUNO_cyEnQ9s20bIdLVGksgKS5m9r-YYhs/s320/pfchangs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another one of our favorite places to go is to the Sandy Aquarium. This was our second time and Peyton just breezed through it and seemed a little bored, but Sonnet loved everything and would stand and look for a long time at all of the cool fish and exhibits. Peyton kept wondering when we could go back to the hotel and swim!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSc0IZVOjJ6rUEu9hsonBGW6Ss4L4JG4eh6AUQ3y_j3Mqdqnc5mQxAFMhztn5misyyFIn91gUEFFhJlHv3eqbtkb0RzU7r1vcaJZOezVC5Ikn_NxJMxqbHK8nJ-ZN-t7Qnl2RKBINuwU/s1600/P8050092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504207848374635842" 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/AVvXsEjBSc0IZVOjJ6rUEu9hsonBGW6Ss4L4JG4eh6AUQ3y_j3Mqdqnc5mQxAFMhztn5misyyFIn91gUEFFhJlHv3eqbtkb0RzU7r1vcaJZOezVC5Ikn_NxJMxqbHK8nJ-ZN-t7Qnl2RKBINuwU/s320/P8050092.JPG" border="0" /></a> These are my cute frog wranglers! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsgiBVpq19WQgJPLIrC_XnxbPe9qGQbLyQDuWJnrWIyC6QcO2aO6KI88wuFhpTOYw8tf71IqLVGltKttCBXZxyPhoduoFB-or0c1SExJocPf9gktaeByNjt64ocbYpG6DMCra992Sdp5o/s1600/P8050095.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504207835088972386" 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/AVvXsEhsgiBVpq19WQgJPLIrC_XnxbPe9qGQbLyQDuWJnrWIyC6QcO2aO6KI88wuFhpTOYw8tf71IqLVGltKttCBXZxyPhoduoFB-or0c1SExJocPf9gktaeByNjt64ocbYpG6DMCra992Sdp5o/s320/P8050095.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs_jgnnh31gxtsYTnfPIXi2YuWw6nVxKuwH82q8R3tyId6YBcQLdxQYPu8tO3CFT66IlnCwG9GPqUKrk4hAMJhEy7keOjqkG6C-5p5YGSfQIZ8u2f0-4iNy101JQchzlS3ZycFG-9L9rU/s1600/P8050096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504207830470132402" 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/AVvXsEjs_jgnnh31gxtsYTnfPIXi2YuWw6nVxKuwH82q8R3tyId6YBcQLdxQYPu8tO3CFT66IlnCwG9GPqUKrk4hAMJhEy7keOjqkG6C-5p5YGSfQIZ8u2f0-4iNy101JQchzlS3ZycFG-9L9rU/s320/P8050096.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />There is another place in there where you get to pretend you are driving a boat. Peyton loves this place and of course, sister had to do it too! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr3wjZLosmjh2c3bsiHLE8Nb8JVoyWhRl66Czd3qG7gwGhvEej04tXCOKS6Shyphenhyphenvnws6afNKxWGKR8jRuOtbn_R1ZOn3jm247QjDswkTJG9L2wrJNAHbNvOxSoD-VaWOWoy6OypvZj5dds/s1600/P8050094.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504207818663301890" 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/AVvXsEhr3wjZLosmjh2c3bsiHLE8Nb8JVoyWhRl66Czd3qG7gwGhvEej04tXCOKS6Shyphenhyphenvnws6afNKxWGKR8jRuOtbn_R1ZOn3jm247QjDswkTJG9L2wrJNAHbNvOxSoD-VaWOWoy6OypvZj5dds/s320/P8050094.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLwycMyU_CDLo1RxbicWPm3bwPHLcADqGqJ20X8-Gk7SvYF7jgx2Up4ciikWzLwRziAKK1PPB8XXdAx0KJ-TBNiE97aDB-C7PD3tBlM109ut0Rv4Qx0KIpBD6W40I9P3i01xO8P4UQuSQ/s1600/P8050097.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205843945051138" 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/AVvXsEjLwycMyU_CDLo1RxbicWPm3bwPHLcADqGqJ20X8-Gk7SvYF7jgx2Up4ciikWzLwRziAKK1PPB8XXdAx0KJ-TBNiE97aDB-C7PD3tBlM109ut0Rv4Qx0KIpBD6W40I9P3i01xO8P4UQuSQ/s320/P8050097.JPG" border="0" /></a> This part is my favorite part of the aquarium. It is where the jellyfish are and they sit and swim around and it is dark and the light changes and they just keep floating. I love to photograph them and also to watch them! They are so cool! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaswZ5BAhzNg6-YebYdW5HMo-Ssyh7ibwnhpxN5hBEOFdWTlHepZ2iQyScVHQBk6RjygPf_r91yFYKp4zod_SkkqmFXrUzJd4xInfIA0tE4v09XrypAQCs348OsYUHnKI3DiRnc0zoRto/s1600/P8050104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205836654359634" 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/AVvXsEhaswZ5BAhzNg6-YebYdW5HMo-Ssyh7ibwnhpxN5hBEOFdWTlHepZ2iQyScVHQBk6RjygPf_r91yFYKp4zod_SkkqmFXrUzJd4xInfIA0tE4v09XrypAQCs348OsYUHnKI3DiRnc0zoRto/s320/P8050104.JPG" border="0" /></a> Sonnet wanted to pet this big old octopus, maybe because it was behind glass, because when she had a chance to pet the sting rays...she wouldn't! I don't blame her. They are pretty slimy. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV8z0oFYRgRV_yz7hnxbR7VOSPlZPrjFPu4PWpDmzIlbwXpLjk3o7E-18czjeWJy2YGFCThswCdH_B6STy66hjUUUjtGqLJu2706jfSToHZlJtJMCF5zqVRXiSTEONM0Ium8H6m-hr_Gg/s1600/P8050111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205828075474722" 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/AVvXsEhV8z0oFYRgRV_yz7hnxbR7VOSPlZPrjFPu4PWpDmzIlbwXpLjk3o7E-18czjeWJy2YGFCThswCdH_B6STy66hjUUUjtGqLJu2706jfSToHZlJtJMCF5zqVRXiSTEONM0Ium8H6m-hr_Gg/s320/P8050111.JPG" border="0" /></a> Peyton ran right to the sting rays and wanted to pet them and said he was going to pet them (he wouldn't last year!) I happened to catch the whole process on film. You can see one right by where he is standing. Then he tentatively puts one finger out to touch it, but it suddenly flaps its (wing?) and it freaks Peyton out! (third picture in this series). It was hilarious! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3yPc3NRe5E35yhNYQhTVEHXwgMjxFzX4uraHex9D0avwHmsOkZdpV7kPCrG2sWtFhzmQ-P-xlUMh3chOGeWxCaUk9lV-rzesJxjY0mCbevkZJjzk947f4gdxMBaKGgFDlvsHw9QcrERw/s1600/P8050115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205824804646306" 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/AVvXsEi3yPc3NRe5E35yhNYQhTVEHXwgMjxFzX4uraHex9D0avwHmsOkZdpV7kPCrG2sWtFhzmQ-P-xlUMh3chOGeWxCaUk9lV-rzesJxjY0mCbevkZJjzk947f4gdxMBaKGgFDlvsHw9QcrERw/s320/P8050115.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJSLKi_EOX7JPSTvCv3GR2sYBjlCK5syPTLLCJrLNtj0e7ZR4w5OzeFutBxuxo5A1TlJ4CkAEFnfzahdgMyJcqTBjITBnn2udujd_XZaUArdWw-LVFFRoMHikuFKXle7nZ0ZAvjp4pHI/s1600/P8050116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504205813553673906" 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/AVvXsEhkJSLKi_EOX7JPSTvCv3GR2sYBjlCK5syPTLLCJrLNtj0e7ZR4w5OzeFutBxuxo5A1TlJ4CkAEFnfzahdgMyJcqTBjITBnn2udujd_XZaUArdWw-LVFFRoMHikuFKXle7nZ0ZAvjp4pHI/s320/P8050116.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEird2hIJVdYJ7k2xOJfdnT90OOSkozoy7Wc0okEMsRqIhewp8febJOA_mSZsfwpEr56yrZTrKtgmqgu7eZSbDV5pIlD93IdZ_OCYgshpmm_JG-HVHG2V8EgbNWqPnOc-4B5nYxAU6Xc9U4/s1600/P8050117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202294825557042" 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/AVvXsEird2hIJVdYJ7k2xOJfdnT90OOSkozoy7Wc0okEMsRqIhewp8febJOA_mSZsfwpEr56yrZTrKtgmqgu7eZSbDV5pIlD93IdZ_OCYgshpmm_JG-HVHG2V8EgbNWqPnOc-4B5nYxAU6Xc9U4/s320/P8050117.JPG" border="0" /></a> As you can, they are kind of creepy looking. I had no desire to put my arm in this year, but I did last year! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmdSqFFoZlXLhmsoG65eSRNuFOxx0xuk13hIriYQRKBrtINEk4oFJVdd52OTUhp-ePceBJdhcfMxwnZjsyoAVY6TTGm63uxAH-yi1AiH_22y0_wnHPmiil86AZzkGuVihMV0joi9V59E/s1600/P8050123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202292451540338" 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/AVvXsEiXmdSqFFoZlXLhmsoG65eSRNuFOxx0xuk13hIriYQRKBrtINEk4oFJVdd52OTUhp-ePceBJdhcfMxwnZjsyoAVY6TTGm63uxAH-yi1AiH_22y0_wnHPmiil86AZzkGuVihMV0joi9V59E/s320/P8050123.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Andy was the only one brave enough to actually touch them this year! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBA1-bg6yc8esg53Vm60O1ce_V83j_RfuVIuz17f5ytlkPayifcnJkixN_4kTnAtVmlgf7mrWz2ET6FzJtedmKeI7FxlEQYFW0dpVGeBVsUp2XgAkZZcnPtwqy0s1stqHHQFZ5wzQQWw/s1600/P8050124.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202284566309570" 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/AVvXsEiFBA1-bg6yc8esg53Vm60O1ce_V83j_RfuVIuz17f5ytlkPayifcnJkixN_4kTnAtVmlgf7mrWz2ET6FzJtedmKeI7FxlEQYFW0dpVGeBVsUp2XgAkZZcnPtwqy0s1stqHHQFZ5wzQQWw/s320/P8050124.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />You can see she doesn't want to stick her arm in that either! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgahdNw3eoIRFkVAt3pICn4Ol8H_a7mDQZOSwvl0ABFDtXSZybphPPfbVUbYKRLR2iOy4RSEC69S6qnNGYVbyJGcJ-esNx3tai1NjdnjN9HJ6DrUNv8PVxRVxfNnCLy0dSYqJCj8IPG5Cg/s1600/P8050127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202277292367650" 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/AVvXsEgahdNw3eoIRFkVAt3pICn4Ol8H_a7mDQZOSwvl0ABFDtXSZybphPPfbVUbYKRLR2iOy4RSEC69S6qnNGYVbyJGcJ-esNx3tai1NjdnjN9HJ6DrUNv8PVxRVxfNnCLy0dSYqJCj8IPG5Cg/s320/P8050127.JPG" border="0" /></a> The cute little explorers going on an expedition! or at least posing for a cute picture! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgslbysW4Mlx5bEwZSwk4mLVopWM7jA7dpRh9HvNSLKeozIcegZSRasSqtYQaR2LChq0dxYm0jWjpfsWNXZiD4mpxAxY_Hy9rzb6XChUBAe_gPzcRcrgyTmzsyxtyEMV3lrwgXzciL2tQ0/s1600/P8050128.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504202267697179890" 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/AVvXsEgslbysW4Mlx5bEwZSwk4mLVopWM7jA7dpRh9HvNSLKeozIcegZSRasSqtYQaR2LChq0dxYm0jWjpfsWNXZiD4mpxAxY_Hy9rzb6XChUBAe_gPzcRcrgyTmzsyxtyEMV3lrwgXzciL2tQ0/s320/P8050128.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had a great time school shopping and doing some fun stuff too!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-62510735824173481402010-08-11T08:43:00.000-07:002010-08-11T10:07:17.703-07:00Charlie and the Chocolate Factory...So this summer we read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to Peyton. (I got this idea from my friend Megan S...thanks!) and we knew we were going to Utah to shop and so we decided to take a tour of the Sweet Candy Company so Peyton could see how a real candy factory works. Let's just say it was pretty cool and that he had 1000 and 1 questions. But it was all worth it. The candy shopping at the end was also fun! We had to wear these groovy hats through the whole tour. Didn't we look styling! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RoFNnBkWUKaFXIQyXhlAEo4cGk3z7IpSkqOgcbgBuViRLAfwEhIQokAiaJbjomgB_amkpLcb9zClTz0FtwUxha5aIFw1p2xEUJDC9xOrWneMnLaJ3tGKKwF2YcClAXy4NsRZHecQ2HU/s1600/P8050081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504180226696133042" 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/AVvXsEg5RoFNnBkWUKaFXIQyXhlAEo4cGk3z7IpSkqOgcbgBuViRLAfwEhIQokAiaJbjomgB_amkpLcb9zClTz0FtwUxha5aIFw1p2xEUJDC9xOrWneMnLaJ3tGKKwF2YcClAXy4NsRZHecQ2HU/s320/P8050081.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwLdb1o5nCpXjjn9k3glTJzl4xf2oIWk4lZsf_rl4VZ6pLGQoCo4xTSbV1shvV49JQwzERPzBHuSjvzOx19pqsi2D46A_ReLMBfkl_aRb35WI4fvfsE1xgnuDqHdckd8Ufv8dFzzp6cQ8/s1600/P8050082.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504180216957539842" 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/AVvXsEiwLdb1o5nCpXjjn9k3glTJzl4xf2oIWk4lZsf_rl4VZ6pLGQoCo4xTSbV1shvV49JQwzERPzBHuSjvzOx19pqsi2D46A_ReLMBfkl_aRb35WI4fvfsE1xgnuDqHdckd8Ufv8dFzzp6cQ8/s320/P8050082.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>The tour showed us a bunch of different things and how the different types of candy was made. My personal favorite was the orange sticks because we got to see the whole process. We were showed the cool machines and how they do things and we got to try candy along the way. It is definitely cool to see American manufacturing and how they have a machine that does everything. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNeyme8-RSsvkHxjs4zl1lf3clXXnN5ZBID1T1qaVB3Guz-228bh6imUjOje31FdqV1IxKKgrYpFCccT6pWn6ROwwuGtTIEcgnCHD3pZRMOvq0wp8ndsji3Dvo3zHukOUddBxFhehyphenhyphenfE/s1600/P8050083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504180203004582178" 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/AVvXsEiVNeyme8-RSsvkHxjs4zl1lf3clXXnN5ZBID1T1qaVB3Guz-228bh6imUjOje31FdqV1IxKKgrYpFCccT6pWn6ROwwuGtTIEcgnCHD3pZRMOvq0wp8ndsji3Dvo3zHukOUddBxFhehyphenhyphenfE/s320/P8050083.JPG" border="0" /></a> These pictures were all taken in the candy gift shop. My personal favorite was above...the huge orange jelly beans. I didn't end up buying anything though...I was quite proud of myself. However Peyton choose buttered popcorn salt water taffy, Andy got a bag of the tropical mix because it had coconut in it and Sonnet picked out swedish fish.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU3umD93NeCmwDqzfaKjJIn4g5HYSpWnET0IWjvLN2XH5rNcf18CscEjjxVDsSijIUCLSbU3Q3SQT0dD4FM7LdT7V0puP_opwsOxfSZJ3yqOY1Y40agCPkTfOI-ZQO5qQMOBF10K4txZ8/s1600/P8050084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504180195774304098" 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/AVvXsEhU3umD93NeCmwDqzfaKjJIn4g5HYSpWnET0IWjvLN2XH5rNcf18CscEjjxVDsSijIUCLSbU3Q3SQT0dD4FM7LdT7V0puP_opwsOxfSZJ3yqOY1Y40agCPkTfOI-ZQO5qQMOBF10K4txZ8/s320/P8050084.JPG" border="0" /></a> My favorite comment of the day was when Peyton was telling granny and pop about the candy factory and he said they had candy clear up to the clouds. This was when they showed us their storage room and where they keep the candy. That was cute.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHfChG-0QKysTb32Vn2Q6KXYBoneLYt7707xaGNfpuCV2dRltjs9Ixn0bL-A0zlDdvzFrEKt8IqK11KFQuavQgkhNhuwc1M6BI1mO4fUgCOi9q6XmVnC8l_KpGFDEfQNVGiqqiLvFTPuQ/s1600/P8050085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504179374386818098" 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/AVvXsEiHfChG-0QKysTb32Vn2Q6KXYBoneLYt7707xaGNfpuCV2dRltjs9Ixn0bL-A0zlDdvzFrEKt8IqK11KFQuavQgkhNhuwc1M6BI1mO4fUgCOi9q6XmVnC8l_KpGFDEfQNVGiqqiLvFTPuQ/s320/P8050085.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The famous Salt Water Taffy that you buy at Broulim's all of the time. However, not all of their flavors were out. Andy was sad because we couldn't find coconut...only in the mix!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgim1bx8VQc5Cca-Tl6zNsDgbtY9hUjXv5rSwqrDS0MNoYeXJIAYW1la4neKVW5-Q7dzBILQ416OuRSfJZ_-09ICdvwtE8wAy3_dCJo3WHNPuh_55lr16P18gVQJVxAh6cAFWvK5Xvc99o/s1600/P8050086.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504179368423625490" 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/AVvXsEgim1bx8VQc5Cca-Tl6zNsDgbtY9hUjXv5rSwqrDS0MNoYeXJIAYW1la4neKVW5-Q7dzBILQ416OuRSfJZ_-09ICdvwtE8wAy3_dCJo3WHNPuh_55lr16P18gVQJVxAh6cAFWvK5Xvc99o/s320/P8050086.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Peyton with his purchase!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUXVBMOesjMAm0cazwnSdxcCiGOFsuP5CzrhFhpMn2S-qIFCF5ZgYy_yoTNfIqomgPY0Y6m01j-qLK9F700obxRAwiV-X1Qle_J3eB1HV94qibq9624nCYik_IkwvYGEVVTlkkFyVRSdA/s1600/P8050088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504179359554331298" 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/AVvXsEjUXVBMOesjMAm0cazwnSdxcCiGOFsuP5CzrhFhpMn2S-qIFCF5ZgYy_yoTNfIqomgPY0Y6m01j-qLK9F700obxRAwiV-X1Qle_J3eB1HV94qibq9624nCYik_IkwvYGEVVTlkkFyVRSdA/s320/P8050088.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Another one of my favorites...orange slices!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibCFzTdAlDjLqdm3_kiMcXvxc-1cRyXYPnaaR9GZJ6uoEl51LGr3LX0v0AMxS8Rl5-qFnZRTGIZwh-SbYLgfIA6Hk9Rrge6oLPiwLlC4AjztSinfHwFxpAmh8lPyYV4fGZMC0gu5W7-SI/s1600/P8050089.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504179353963525922" 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/AVvXsEibCFzTdAlDjLqdm3_kiMcXvxc-1cRyXYPnaaR9GZJ6uoEl51LGr3LX0v0AMxS8Rl5-qFnZRTGIZwh-SbYLgfIA6Hk9Rrge6oLPiwLlC4AjztSinfHwFxpAmh8lPyYV4fGZMC0gu5W7-SI/s320/P8050089.JPG" border="0" /></a>These are the fun mixes that they only sell as mixes! Just so you know! :-)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO98qWw6X8RosClj9AZu_O_9mTPGB5XephbqgNaVfFDVBh4kVehCotIjHcMAmu4s2EMpyaJ1xtrHWUmv1eRyx1TQKXBd-OodlYDdlieZk8aXeYKpeZL_tOh9a-3CzpZaNTc-BJ4j3IBXc/s1600/P8050090.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504179350110007138" 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/AVvXsEiO98qWw6X8RosClj9AZu_O_9mTPGB5XephbqgNaVfFDVBh4kVehCotIjHcMAmu4s2EMpyaJ1xtrHWUmv1eRyx1TQKXBd-OodlYDdlieZk8aXeYKpeZL_tOh9a-3CzpZaNTc-BJ4j3IBXc/s320/P8050090.JPG" border="0" /></a> We loved the candy tour but Peyton kept wondering where Willy Wonka was! ha! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-21829758686557068512010-08-09T11:13:00.000-07:002010-08-11T11:29:04.038-07:00Garage(Garbage) Salin' It!So Pam decided she wanted to have a garage sale. She has moved into a new home and had a lot of stuff she wanted to get rid of. We all ended up adding in a few items and we all made some money. It was a lot of work for her and some work for the rest of us. We held it at Angie's house in Idaho Falls. We all had a hard time watching our stuff leave for less than we knew it was worth, but we made it through it. We decided to have another one in three-five year! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvreKp5c_s9QFfFzBXgNuW0io4Ws2rgwwr-vJJ_A9A-cNV1R3ZW4n15dUd5Ds0-OhntunvFhZ2lpw1y_qrrTEnz2PuE9opGWFjk3T6v23Oia-iIYMiThGF_rXyyy2B7lVNWQZgJcgHkFo/s1600/P7310071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504217751071685762" 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/AVvXsEhvreKp5c_s9QFfFzBXgNuW0io4Ws2rgwwr-vJJ_A9A-cNV1R3ZW4n15dUd5Ds0-OhntunvFhZ2lpw1y_qrrTEnz2PuE9opGWFjk3T6v23Oia-iIYMiThGF_rXyyy2B7lVNWQZgJcgHkFo/s320/P7310071.JPG" border="0" /></a> We were amazed at some of the funny things that people do when they come to garage sales. First of all people show up earlier than when it starts just so they can get a good deal and see all of the stuff. Second they like to make a deal. If something says five dollars, they want it for three. I've learned to mark things up a little higher and I might actually get what I'm asking for. Third, people buy really stupid things if they are cheap. Why would people buy some of the things they do? Fourth, some people are very strange that come to garage sales. I thought it would be mostly moms, but there were some strangees...(Pam called them all meth users!). Finally I've learned some people get some really good deals. We sold one of the Andy's fossil watches cause he owns three and it was a ninety dollar watch that someone paid 10 dollars for. Also some little Mexican lady bought 12 pair of Pam's dress pants for .25 cents each=3.00$. As she was leaving Pam said she just walked away with 600$ worth of my clothes! </div><div>We ended up making over 600$ and I walked away with 200 and less junk! It was an interesting experience. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-v7gQWlaMGsENd5tD5mJBtFp7No6FivkOuyW_TNkOHqul8IlF7wQVk9IosVZzSraA-KKY9-vpRKf4dVxsb7I-iyebli0uW9s4PM6a9t1zphwahrkEdTecfuye8Kcw09TaUDTNRj8EKyc/s1600/P7310070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504217741003084354" 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/AVvXsEj-v7gQWlaMGsENd5tD5mJBtFp7No6FivkOuyW_TNkOHqul8IlF7wQVk9IosVZzSraA-KKY9-vpRKf4dVxsb7I-iyebli0uW9s4PM6a9t1zphwahrkEdTecfuye8Kcw09TaUDTNRj8EKyc/s320/P7310070.JPG" border="0" /></a> Once we finished, we went to Craigo's to enjoy some of the fruits of our labors! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504217754693778162" 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/AVvXsEgLSYUQtSK9N1SMTu655OTcDEbs5PYmVIzUpTrfO-ufwluunXuVuL_S7Y3onPI6uIlKNJePXQ1MtAiue_WuL61jGer8PdFp80QXeTavDNvWZe7BPsi4CyjsFCnMNot0fPdPlXY_iuLmCkU/s320/P7310072.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-5365767447238671132010-06-02T17:19:00.000-07:002010-06-02T18:21:44.276-07:00Now that is a nice day...I had such a wonderful day on Memorial Day. In fact, I had just a plain nice weekend. We awoke late (9:30 am-that's sleepin' in at this place). My wonderful hubby cooked breakfast. It was nice, while I sat on the couch wrapped in a blanket reading a good book. Ate a nice, long leisurely breakfast. Had no where to go. Put on working clothes went outside and weeded my strawberries. Mowed the lawn---there is just something about that nice first mowing that makes it feel like vacation. The kids were outside playing all day. They had dirty faces and dirty hands and climbed and dug and got in the way and ran and played and fought.... Peyts got to go give lunch to Pop and little Sonnet got all sticky and red and blue faced from eating a popsicle while riding with me on the lawn mower. Andy was home all day. We ate a nice summer lunch a turkey sandwhich with pickles, cheese, mustard and mayo, cabbage salad, and cherries and blueberries. It is so nice to not have leftovers...they get very old after a while. I kept thinking it would rain, but it just stayed nice and overcast. Got 10 rows of our garden planted, came in had a nice hot shower and a quick supper. Kids listened to book and giggled while Andy read to them. I cooked dinner and we ate. Got my first sunburn of the summer, feels good. Put kids to bed and they were so tired that one feel asleep in the place we put and little Sonnet went limp when we rocked her. She must have really been worn out. I would love to fall asleep that way and I think I did while receiving a nice footrub trying to stay awake during the movie. My leg muscles ached and my face was hot. It was a nice way to inaugerate the summer! I hope more of those days are to come! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478338529660231154" 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/AVvXsEiP83497bHHcAeKv0QHqM-9ACcSXVoe-Bt0L0W9IVrV7vdVg1ICWWSTSGoMaAGnd3M7yconc1MtPGVGdL7YshCGzm-hH1ascOK_H8TkyMVMwB5Li-2DkoNrk5ja7hHk0Ed-pek-2fVVj7g/s320/P5310338.JPG" border="0" />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-12641747107492637552010-02-18T14:26:00.000-08:002010-02-18T13:28:46.630-08:00Our Little Girl...It has been a long time coming and with a little trepidation that I post this for various reasons...none of them having to do with us being overjoyed that our little girl finally made it here...But just for safety and legal issues, but I figure you gotta live life...and we are so thrilled with our new little addition. It has been such a blessing in our lives and we want to introduce you to her. Here are a few things our little Sonnet is doing. You can see how much she is blessing our lives! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83enKTeqMsJtNaSVkA4TfqBgUuZVYYRvVhmx0LxZNTCdNle0UwrJML2AFIlJIjW7VCOe5yCUWyGeeIoe2yQcSI6cF4JJG5gDx-7zrryKDQE287i8fDbScpIFE4RHFAKkHcfvd9gnyodQ/s1600-h/P2110139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439366543130514674" 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/AVvXsEj83enKTeqMsJtNaSVkA4TfqBgUuZVYYRvVhmx0LxZNTCdNle0UwrJML2AFIlJIjW7VCOe5yCUWyGeeIoe2yQcSI6cF4JJG5gDx-7zrryKDQE287i8fDbScpIFE4RHFAKkHcfvd9gnyodQ/s320/P2110139.JPG" border="0" /></a>We are working on a project...coloring a kitty and doggie. She loves animals, especially our cats..much to my yuckiness ( I don't care for them...dirty and gross)<br /><br /><br />Let's just say, I learned something from this picture: long hair, suckers, and eating in the backseat do not mix. Sticky...but<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaAo4zB7gO8by46cYx5MzCBknKITyEqLSLWGJJ9OdgLKNJD4fU1ITvgA4-qL02naAfbn_WgoweEv8SRljBa62R71WICK-0hkXWJEXnSOaDpgoRRYf6Ys12Wxo8HRYTznyA3T8PQA07HQo/s1600-h/P2080137.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439366537204309410" 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/AVvXsEhaAo4zB7gO8by46cYx5MzCBknKITyEqLSLWGJJ9OdgLKNJD4fU1ITvgA4-qL02naAfbn_WgoweEv8SRljBa62R71WICK-0hkXWJEXnSOaDpgoRRYf6Ys12Wxo8HRYTznyA3T8PQA07HQo/s320/P2080137.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Really enjoyed her sucker...thanks Peyton's piano teacher! :-)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvKuImLDOhnb5MhB6zd3lfZJi-jALmQdX41sw_gcTgoEe9XGCV3yxgENbswoJXLY6NkqnGlLbotQDLs26BozR875yCbc8jsqLuLnnuObt7Gno7FJb3U2iBIP125ST77xRpuL80qboNl_Q/s1600-h/P2080136.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439366530679041378" 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/AVvXsEjvKuImLDOhnb5MhB6zd3lfZJi-jALmQdX41sw_gcTgoEe9XGCV3yxgENbswoJXLY6NkqnGlLbotQDLs26BozR875yCbc8jsqLuLnnuObt7Gno7FJb3U2iBIP125ST77xRpuL80qboNl_Q/s320/P2080136.JPG" border="0" /></a> She is becoming very attached to her brother and follows him around all over the house...sometimes to his frustration. She also will call him "Baby" and he doesn't like that. He goes around saying "Don't call me Baby"...it reminds me of Mad, Mad, World. But it is cute none the less. I sent Peyton over to granny's house to get something and I heard, "Peyton go bye, bye" and I walked into the living room and this is what I saw. She stayed there until he got back. It made me smile.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqFqMGFclVtaJgnVAaEtOI1mNL9FrlJ6s4J4obS5A6vDM02f7ECX1RFPwF-WY3S5hxifJdxIM8LlCgai_LQmp51TrnOKH_mLzCPyo16mmRsMDe8-RgLrZhi7xLFoOWYPZtt95eqanHyas/s1600-h/P2050127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439366522598000690" 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/AVvXsEgqFqMGFclVtaJgnVAaEtOI1mNL9FrlJ6s4J4obS5A6vDM02f7ECX1RFPwF-WY3S5hxifJdxIM8LlCgai_LQmp51TrnOKH_mLzCPyo16mmRsMDe8-RgLrZhi7xLFoOWYPZtt95eqanHyas/s320/P2050127.JPG" border="0" /></a> So my dad joked that I never liked playing with dolls when I was younger, but let me just say, it is so fun to have a girl. I mean how many cute blue, green, black, red, and gray shirts can you buy for a boy? I will admit boy's clothes have gotten cuter, but having a little girl to dress up and fix their hair is so much fun. She is a pretty good sport. I saw this exact outfit at Children's Place and wanted to get it and she humored me by wearing the hat...I think she looks so cute! But maybe you can see some of her frustration with me..! :-)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIvpQKWdjWCwI044tO5l5P5mSIl-2KAO3BttIgwxczyVL70szG7XdB7Xx60PgEP-Y-Ie4YIOlHEauj6fkZjA3shiK8mve5jH6Sc1OR8fpU_yizSP-8Es2J4KTp5im91R_NHJbk2fGN8pY/s1600-h/P2050133.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439366518209916514" 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/AVvXsEgIvpQKWdjWCwI044tO5l5P5mSIl-2KAO3BttIgwxczyVL70szG7XdB7Xx60PgEP-Y-Ie4YIOlHEauj6fkZjA3shiK8mve5jH6Sc1OR8fpU_yizSP-8Es2J4KTp5im91R_NHJbk2fGN8pY/s320/P2050133.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was a fun moment when Peyton finally had someone to play with besides us...It has been so good for him and I think her to have a sibling. They are doing fairly well...but we still have some things to work on!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9wnYt3srsSTzcpHvsFdxbpc0Rah-eb2NhiSLwdGhhedklT7miRjs_gcHkPVEwIYSA15KuOCwEqCRSeAFeshL7zVC7tlqdadjQwSaw3_bda_tpfdHsYJGQuZa1btrQ29onrrWqzQV3c4/s1600-h/P2050125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439365181498153282" 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/AVvXsEgS9wnYt3srsSTzcpHvsFdxbpc0Rah-eb2NhiSLwdGhhedklT7miRjs_gcHkPVEwIYSA15KuOCwEqCRSeAFeshL7zVC7tlqdadjQwSaw3_bda_tpfdHsYJGQuZa1btrQ29onrrWqzQV3c4/s320/P2050125.JPG" border="0" /></a> She loves Peyton's stuff...much to his dismay and I caught her with his hat and his Star Wars dude, but it was too cute to resist taking a picture!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgKV_SshMSKZ-LmroLNxa4Iuhlqa_kL1lcImEastJ4U0dwb_j8oSEbg4wgK4TvYe06eTdOGOdlrxgOyUxvrBOTy3zxO9ZPEugtiwXta5-qxNmwI9R-_yFFUdoxNKte4QNru3_e7bxSPY/s1600-h/P2030118.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439365171813643730" 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/AVvXsEgtgKV_SshMSKZ-LmroLNxa4Iuhlqa_kL1lcImEastJ4U0dwb_j8oSEbg4wgK4TvYe06eTdOGOdlrxgOyUxvrBOTy3zxO9ZPEugtiwXta5-qxNmwI9R-_yFFUdoxNKte4QNru3_e7bxSPY/s320/P2030118.JPG" border="0" /></a>(More of brother's toys...) Let's just say he has too many to often notice and he shares fairly well..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq2w27AAbe7JC3MYaIKjxFBh0Yk7eEfafokvDItGrdtFaXW0wEcIEwODVx-cunDuAlWobEMi26ng9a3g6aokKslWR5r8WJJFs30Lf0QHJUX3K0p6Ampvq2cc77OrlIFeGK8rfj2dPf5eY/s1600-h/P2020105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439365164475321682" 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/AVvXsEgq2w27AAbe7JC3MYaIKjxFBh0Yk7eEfafokvDItGrdtFaXW0wEcIEwODVx-cunDuAlWobEMi26ng9a3g6aokKslWR5r8WJJFs30Lf0QHJUX3K0p6Ampvq2cc77OrlIFeGK8rfj2dPf5eY/s320/P2020105.JPG" border="0" /></a> While I was trying to get dinner ready, my two little computer geeks were just going at it. It was too cute of a picture to pass up! And no I don't let them do this often!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86Mu9Vy3ROt58pF2Hu2q8Yx-XFePkeLlWas9ECUEZQbSJBaKdfNztkBwHzNzTzr2k__YlQJdrFPTWlak4VtudqXZoU3c4g7iz9xKizj7riwvhHMX3plfpUJlmlupIO4gocXhFPdOv0Tw/s1600-h/P2020112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439365155630228194" 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/AVvXsEh86Mu9Vy3ROt58pF2Hu2q8Yx-XFePkeLlWas9ECUEZQbSJBaKdfNztkBwHzNzTzr2k__YlQJdrFPTWlak4VtudqXZoU3c4g7iz9xKizj7riwvhHMX3plfpUJlmlupIO4gocXhFPdOv0Tw/s320/P2020112.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was another attempt at my trying a new hair-do and hat. I must say just one word: ADORABLE!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3ebBNitB7opnpjpXh64dRKjb_huUQVFNpGNgep-FRmcilxe2LefsYsmGnwNHPggEDRd6FYrvgIJhyphenhyphen-6crxiAg_J-lQxqiPhsBNL4DS13MLoo-pPFmKhTT1hH-ovx6_Hm2sAq3bsIZ6cU/s1600-h/P2010103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439365148672059570" 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/AVvXsEj3ebBNitB7opnpjpXh64dRKjb_huUQVFNpGNgep-FRmcilxe2LefsYsmGnwNHPggEDRd6FYrvgIJhyphenhyphen-6crxiAg_J-lQxqiPhsBNL4DS13MLoo-pPFmKhTT1hH-ovx6_Hm2sAq3bsIZ6cU/s320/P2010103.JPG" border="0" /></a> Little Sonnet has not had a lot of chances to be in the snow...some came from some where very warm...She loved it. She was a little frustrated at how hard it was to walk at first, but she caught on quickly. She also discovered how fun it was to eat the snow...which we really have to watch! </div><div>:-) She doesn't understand yellow snow yet...and we have a lot of that.<br /><div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439369961497069634" 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/AVvXsEhqt_NQk_CJf7PuWSAVWtHiHVA0Xi2JnIsQ7zODvmDQhWyDBMHtqgktLJzemRjDB4OT8AwPOApxCI40l9lJKrb1vZ-rlKdOkxsqqkE38gfsPiPQhr8HFNd4qBdkzwOuWV-9H9wToVJi9tQ/s320/P1270095.JPG" border="0" /> This is my first attempt at using all of those silly things that go into girl's hair. Let's just say it didn't really work...any ideas on how to get them to stay in? It looked cute for about as long as this picture..!<br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439370645597765074" 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/AVvXsEjPLLVkLdRRXs39vmpXQa5i6xQ9bAwE3U6MlI4Z3agseCs8DEHSHUyyFPz_ks-aajfJS7coW2BoeatF0hSi3rSte2eUV8Xymq9gWCNMRJd-DQJZ5chlgizh61oz4FUkq4EwvodN-8LPknw/s320/P1260092.JPG" border="0" />This was after the first day here. They are getting along already. I thought it was pretty cute!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7qy_GPGD3Gl-QXeaqUn2PdtYawQKHsjKWNy-k-CILm8IWjvAYIQ8WDo8BzUI2h2Gvt0EuJYQ1ORufmmedD0hOrZ3xm5HIophhU7BWRQj_A47cEdUlFCiEH1DhMxImlVBrSZA0xUsJv0/s1600-h/P1230072.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439363441162650066" 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/AVvXsEjh7qy_GPGD3Gl-QXeaqUn2PdtYawQKHsjKWNy-k-CILm8IWjvAYIQ8WDo8BzUI2h2Gvt0EuJYQ1ORufmmedD0hOrZ3xm5HIophhU7BWRQj_A47cEdUlFCiEH1DhMxImlVBrSZA0xUsJv0/s320/P1230072.JPG" border="0" /></a> She also doesn't mind getting dressed up and playing a little rough with her brother. He likes that. She is dressed as a knight right here if you can't tell.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3UWLStCYL4TOj_SYJ2rtSr9ApJr13NMQGzgFJras0kO3SBlOlirq3udGK7KLaCSVkO1zWfJ-YOkwH_wHF66_Vb69TEaYoWokIrzHlkaeQZTvmg248CqlvZKz3BUjlCb4MGHgl-qqr6J0/s1600-h/P1240087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439363440154007458" 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/AVvXsEj3UWLStCYL4TOj_SYJ2rtSr9ApJr13NMQGzgFJras0kO3SBlOlirq3udGK7KLaCSVkO1zWfJ-YOkwH_wHF66_Vb69TEaYoWokIrzHlkaeQZTvmg248CqlvZKz3BUjlCb4MGHgl-qqr6J0/s320/P1240087.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is her discovering how much fun stuff there is to get into in brother's room. She is also styling in some of his glasses! Ha!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY9FsFGC5c_IdZkV4Wr0pCY5Yto_rbLCUb9NPGzij4Qi4dfT4VsKBiSiHZ36WT_B61GwyO41i9U_P8kLzOwS-Lbhyphenhyphen50uAZ7ZUM3YWVvAImaRb-JCLycwf8e1BDBBJeOqupiLAeV4wiA8g/s1600-h/P1230076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439363431076661730" 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/AVvXsEiY9FsFGC5c_IdZkV4Wr0pCY5Yto_rbLCUb9NPGzij4Qi4dfT4VsKBiSiHZ36WT_B61GwyO41i9U_P8kLzOwS-Lbhyphenhyphen50uAZ7ZUM3YWVvAImaRb-JCLycwf8e1BDBBJeOqupiLAeV4wiA8g/s320/P1230076.JPG" border="0" /></a> We are so lucky and still have a ways to go to make all of this happen, but we just feel so blessed to have this little one in our home. We hope that things will continue to go well and she will continue to adjust. She is such a happy, sweet, loving little girl and one more added bonus. She eats better than Peyton does! How nice is that! :-) We love her determination, her stubborness and how she just loves everything she sees and learns. It has been a pleasure to introduce you to her. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-45181752940074613842010-01-17T18:46:00.000-08:002010-01-17T19:31:15.485-08:00My Cute Birthday Boy...I know, I know, I haven't posted Christmas yet, and I'm planning on it soon...how life goes so fast I do not know. I can't believe it is the middle of January. The month that I dislike the most has slipped by very uneventfully and not really too cold or miserable. But the purpose of this post is to celebrate my cute little six year old's birthday. He is getting so big and I must say he has been so cute through all of the holiday seasons and celebrations. His excitement and joy over all of these things has been very cute to watch. When he woke up he had to get up extra early(if you look in the windows you can still see it is dark!) because he had to go to school. How depressing is that. I took the day off, but still had to get up at 6:20 to put in Monkey bread (birthday boy's request!) and I cooked the rest of the day!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWMWxpxFFpkRwPJPwzXINybiiJ4CXZvOMx8kA5-cS9BD18nIkl7-6dvXp_9aoPjQLNHWqgsSS0aKoD_NAs55doiFnR-oZUGFOzesK_liOHrmyfK3KKvshNA4Kgo_JMnN3gS3GRJ4fA2U/s1600-h/P1140037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910099286288018" 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/AVvXsEgmWMWxpxFFpkRwPJPwzXINybiiJ4CXZvOMx8kA5-cS9BD18nIkl7-6dvXp_9aoPjQLNHWqgsSS0aKoD_NAs55doiFnR-oZUGFOzesK_liOHrmyfK3KKvshNA4Kgo_JMnN3gS3GRJ4fA2U/s320/P1140037.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is a pre-chaos picture of the the presents. We did not do a very good job disguising the bike that he was getting. In the next picture he said that this was his big boy, six year old smile. He looks a little goofy, but it is cute none the less!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJUFCB9hOljz_zhVL5L4n2VD66D_bRhEvzXsfKB9_aY6guUbb7ckwCWSSVju8TdAzsCtrhD7pK-nDEklh0XVYSJZmlJR_dl_GiNwj0ztnPC-1MJVA6uLSWDaU-eKpRLkyYBx6U4nUIOE/s1600-h/P1140038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910092797341810" 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/AVvXsEjUJUFCB9hOljz_zhVL5L4n2VD66D_bRhEvzXsfKB9_aY6guUbb7ckwCWSSVju8TdAzsCtrhD7pK-nDEklh0XVYSJZmlJR_dl_GiNwj0ztnPC-1MJVA6uLSWDaU-eKpRLkyYBx6U4nUIOE/s320/P1140038.JPG" border="0" /></a> He was so excited to open presents and he did them very quick. We did not have to spend too much time opening. Christmas and birthday definitely went very quick. He had stuff opened in about five minutes.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVDlpf03n6AXxYnYdcVypsK4Ee2dDnQduGIPk6wbQzTio6jHjuGqnc1C8S9QWjfnT5PM_5jFOIA0Zsi5NY_Qw2_dkc9JplepkyiBvCgVIyQWrE2i4Ble4J29dyuy1bnGZq46c2upWfeRE/s1600-h/P1140042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909357023466610" 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/AVvXsEiVDlpf03n6AXxYnYdcVypsK4Ee2dDnQduGIPk6wbQzTio6jHjuGqnc1C8S9QWjfnT5PM_5jFOIA0Zsi5NY_Qw2_dkc9JplepkyiBvCgVIyQWrE2i4Ble4J29dyuy1bnGZq46c2upWfeRE/s320/P1140042.JPG" border="0" /></a> He got so many nice things for Christmas, it is hard to figure out what to get them so soon after...we didn't even really know what he wanted. I don't think he did either. We got him a bike which we hope will be the last for the next little while because we have already gone through three....He had a tiny little kids one, he had a Wal-mart cheapo that would peddle very easily and he loved Austin's old bike because it did peddle...so that is what we were looking for when we got this one. He is a touch little, but still did just fine when we went out to ride it. It is a nicer one that we hope will finally last for our little biker!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh08saLYsdCuiQIJC_ASpWyLL51ge19K9ZPl-bPPGLidAHrNEugacEwp7pwIAF2lYExBxghJgGH9zdlGGMuuOdUjTN_6xW67RuXGmqe_GTDCUBCWrxDwJmTay9KbFc67pOuU7v60zjdJuk/s1600-h/P1140043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909350213929986" 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/AVvXsEh08saLYsdCuiQIJC_ASpWyLL51ge19K9ZPl-bPPGLidAHrNEugacEwp7pwIAF2lYExBxghJgGH9zdlGGMuuOdUjTN_6xW67RuXGmqe_GTDCUBCWrxDwJmTay9KbFc67pOuU7v60zjdJuk/s320/P1140043.JPG" border="0" /></a> It is against my better judgement to purchase army stuff for our little boy, but he has been so into it lately that we got him some. He is opening an army tank and some dudes that go with it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHT0fok8joxPFhLEf1fr3sFt3fmoCac8Bz5nhjKcZLhIOFBQUz5n3NB4CLAAHs_Foea3mcuecUJM3Vm9oveQkyEGoUJuwX1tJt44MSBayJbzOrGh-A66Qot_2_sddy-JrS3Nu2MusxyeE/s1600-h/P1140044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909344937453730" 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/AVvXsEhHT0fok8joxPFhLEf1fr3sFt3fmoCac8Bz5nhjKcZLhIOFBQUz5n3NB4CLAAHs_Foea3mcuecUJM3Vm9oveQkyEGoUJuwX1tJt44MSBayJbzOrGh-A66Qot_2_sddy-JrS3Nu2MusxyeE/s320/P1140044.JPG" border="0" /></a> He is saying I'm sure right now...cool! Awesome! (those must be six year old words they learn at school!)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtTuXTu5hKKJcRE5NVd_C-dH8FkS9lCq4DHUCH2vRH4Ax1QWv9iGQJ7lc-mWZ54Qw4xYoc2exrlMB2Hh5WGjl12Xryqk7B-wO6eLeFACBn2qf5U-6o5SRNl1zrYgjb8hBvyhkHdavCg-U/s1600-h/P1140045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909336605949378" 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/AVvXsEhtTuXTu5hKKJcRE5NVd_C-dH8FkS9lCq4DHUCH2vRH4Ax1QWv9iGQJ7lc-mWZ54Qw4xYoc2exrlMB2Hh5WGjl12Xryqk7B-wO6eLeFACBn2qf5U-6o5SRNl1zrYgjb8hBvyhkHdavCg-U/s320/P1140045.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is the chaos that was left after five minutes...I didn't even get that many pictures because he opened them so fast.<br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii4vpa1IprmINMEkQ6jhZ14LiJkVAo2eWiErHMmFoFlabnXTj7dgNi8GgggN3uBJdjAE06Vus89W_Wl-wLTo_smbzOzC4TTBCxQ65Ks4oD3sr1o8WVb3vpXjP6QZT0C-yGzlSlbhWNnaY/s1600-h/P1140049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427907316473006706" 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/AVvXsEii4vpa1IprmINMEkQ6jhZ14LiJkVAo2eWiErHMmFoFlabnXTj7dgNi8GgggN3uBJdjAE06Vus89W_Wl-wLTo_smbzOzC4TTBCxQ65Ks4oD3sr1o8WVb3vpXjP6QZT0C-yGzlSlbhWNnaY/s320/P1140049.JPG" border="0" /></a>He wouldn't pose for a loot picture so this is as close as I got. It was kind of a boring birthday for him I think because we just didn't know what to get him....but once he got into it, I think he liked it. He got a CD player/stereo, some clothes, army toys with a tank, connect 4, magnext building set and his bike...from us! Still probably too much, but we did try to cut back. We forgot about one present we had left from Christmas so he got a present later in the day that we didn't give him for Christmas too! </div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL9kvwVCY_WNzlYi0vBsPkyvhlg_d6QsezuDs9BJTNVZrTXYcI5ySDjb26YHveeMUC0UyYo15GWVkuuTX7DW5b5Br8dRuuLbp_l_eMCa_733YtIuEB2TBzqwOQNt5op0lfI9OPCvNIlNc/s1600-h/P1140051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427907308514909218" 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/AVvXsEhL9kvwVCY_WNzlYi0vBsPkyvhlg_d6QsezuDs9BJTNVZrTXYcI5ySDjb26YHveeMUC0UyYo15GWVkuuTX7DW5b5Br8dRuuLbp_l_eMCa_733YtIuEB2TBzqwOQNt5op0lfI9OPCvNIlNc/s320/P1140051.JPG" border="0" /></a>This was the cake I made. Mom gave me the idea to be a little lazier this year and just buy some toys for cake-toppers. So he had another star wars cake. It is definitely not one of my best cakes, but he liked it. He picked out all of the different candles that is why there is such a modge podge...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427909326075371522" 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/AVvXsEg1ckrt7Y8i0T9iZmMU1OowyHP5C0Eb-q73DEyaYVq72CM3Y6BCJsxV1R_wHnYtFh88QZ3__M1NrqSnquCG1OiZ6VuYFwmtEDxMq8ceqmz6Y_05syV_PsTDomwPnIbjdA7PbzVeZ1-rwq4/s320/P1140055.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div>We had everyone over who was close by for dinner and presents that night....that is why I said I felt like I cooked all day long. Peyton choose pork chops and mashed potatoes and corn for his birthday dinner. Of course I tried to add a few extras...but it was a nice dinner.<br /><br />Of course Peyton did not eat much because he was too excited about his presents. He kept sneaking away from the table to open them. A couple he actualy broke into and saw what was in them, but I think he had fun. Kaysha is trying to help, but I don't think he wanted any of it.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427907299650939602" 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/AVvXsEg8bnSLIUOivIc1LfP-tZDGx6Y7BCdV-qTdM2NCCWlh1hCmu2yEcHfmfhR5OJz3a4cHgCNax9X7-Jb_D1_HxnK1ZP-OrnyQSs52lxPzSWq9zn9TTzYbztxAE2shFMJoidnJLFaY-dkS10g/s320/P1140057.JPG" border="0" /><br />Peyton has lately had a fascination with the Blue Angels and jets and we even pulled up some on you tube for him to look at and watch. They are coming this summer to Idaho Falls so he has been very excited about them. His granny got him a blue angel pilot suit and helmet and he felt so big. It was pretty cute to watch how excited he was. She also got him a Blue Angel jet, that didn't come in the mail as quickly as she wanted it to. He got that yesterday and we've already made a commercial with it...My old student Willy and one of Peyton's buddies brought him a "Defend Freedom" pin from the military and I noticed that he had pinned it onto his suit...I may have to get used to the idea of a military man in our house...hopefully it is a phase..??<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAm7rLLRrPmqt4TLySb6u-gZwc3rocUyFKQHuCWs3DcvpQ_ncJzqMy7OR2IQmFZYIuwLzQmS6K23JQJS-MHs1508kfQBtdz7mBnes-td2fC1rIRVCaXZ2Uu5Vs4FA6S_xdEjYBlo3YafE/s1600-h/P1140058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427907296198003682" 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/AVvXsEgAm7rLLRrPmqt4TLySb6u-gZwc3rocUyFKQHuCWs3DcvpQ_ncJzqMy7OR2IQmFZYIuwLzQmS6K23JQJS-MHs1508kfQBtdz7mBnes-td2fC1rIRVCaXZ2Uu5Vs4FA6S_xdEjYBlo3YafE/s320/P1140058.JPG" border="0" /></a>Aunt Pam and Uncle Ryan got him some more army clothes and tools (grenades, knife etc...) and some camo pants that supposedly he can wear to school (argh...there is another thing I said I would never do....but they were pretty cute I guess for a little boy! and he loved them). Aunt Angie and Uncle Matt and the kids got him a Nerf gun and some walkie-talkies. He is very excited about the nerf gun after playing with 20 of them at Angies...<br />We went to blow out candles and even that happened fast because I still didn't get a very good picture of him....he made a wish that he later told me was to be a Blue Angel pilot...hmmmm!???<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCeg6z_DS_XfFK8bQYkBM2lJerxdbVfuchZy3KjQmVxMSeTi7BurNcpdrQXz0PmVlD-s8VRzZDi7GXB7wY-H44v7dFNO8GUIr32fYZLKHfzcCcdfIvv1cmb-3fFuZY4pFRwJa1MQT_wQU/s1600-h/P1140059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427907282218108034" 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/AVvXsEjCeg6z_DS_XfFK8bQYkBM2lJerxdbVfuchZy3KjQmVxMSeTi7BurNcpdrQXz0PmVlD-s8VRzZDi7GXB7wY-H44v7dFNO8GUIr32fYZLKHfzcCcdfIvv1cmb-3fFuZY4pFRwJa1MQT_wQU/s320/P1140059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This last picture is the gift that pop gave him...it is a remote control bull-dozer that I believe would scrap the snow off of our walks...we had to charge the batteries for that puppy all night, but he looks pretty happy with his gift...It was totally awesome I believe was how he put it!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427910110165884658" 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/AVvXsEhC6B6E_HYr4q3bCJ2kdocuj4LZHd8aoNEeJT0LkJXCFbrBVtaAJNPuIuPD-RenMPsFKDOwieJG3yHtybwnDAs4gj57OdR4WbhmrMWolMON3zjdEJsb94VuLrgWTGaXVtiNQgCzftPOKOQ/s320/P1150060.JPG" border="0" /><br />What a cute little dude. He is growing up and it is so fun to watch how excited he gets for little things...It was a joy to have this day with him. He shares his birthday with his Grandma Scott who just passed away and I know we were all thinking about her on this special day too. We were lucky to have Grandpa Scott come to the party that night...I know it meant a lot to all of us. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-40889445249846840042010-01-04T21:08:00.000-08:002010-01-04T21:23:30.161-08:00I suppose I should...I suppose I should post pictures of my cute little boy and various other Christmas pictures, however I decided to be a little selfish and post some of my favorite gifts first...I have a lot of fun and cute pictures from Christmas, but I'm going to show you my favorites...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1XFFLCgIKi652l_8lmSWOyPSQUdYhT8UP2rIGal8mNSMX41eExiY_b47iP9BmX_gbl3bdSr3s2A5MUb6B1ioCX9_HgOYApn85t4Kkjbmws3OUcsWkhyphenhyphentsUISqQ7FGnUaKIp530M72IhU/s1600-h/PC280223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119287200179970" 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/AVvXsEg1XFFLCgIKi652l_8lmSWOyPSQUdYhT8UP2rIGal8mNSMX41eExiY_b47iP9BmX_gbl3bdSr3s2A5MUb6B1ioCX9_HgOYApn85t4Kkjbmws3OUcsWkhyphenhyphentsUISqQ7FGnUaKIp530M72IhU/s320/PC280223.JPG" border="0" /></a> The first pictures shows you my grand total of books that I was able to purchase from all of my gift cards that I receive to Barnes and Noble. I received a 25$, 50$ and 100$ gift certificate...or a total of 175$ dollars. In 25 minutes I had this stack of books plus one more and went over my limit. This year I tried to stay within my limit so I put back one book and my grand total was 174.26...I had 24 cents left over...pretty good and I got a nice stack of books. I only got two read over Christmas...(a few more others of my own that I didn't buy!) I had a nice time reading...so all of you who think I don't like getting this Christmas...you are very wrong! I hope to one day be able to get all of the books that I want! Maybe someday! :-)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0wai2HyAunHmY4t4HOJ6RePQXstmXmDhbfdnGIvW0fXOYkg4SYE-IPU0tI5wJlxb85RkL2tpYkXZYXf8MwytOr_mapOePsDMSrZnrhcssr3xF-ndnApxav4Gy5I34_Deq_zSu6dMZH78/s1600-h/PC250206.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119283154565506" 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/AVvXsEh0wai2HyAunHmY4t4HOJ6RePQXstmXmDhbfdnGIvW0fXOYkg4SYE-IPU0tI5wJlxb85RkL2tpYkXZYXf8MwytOr_mapOePsDMSrZnrhcssr3xF-ndnApxav4Gy5I34_Deq_zSu6dMZH78/s320/PC250206.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is another of my favorite gifts. This is the first time Andy picked out a whole outfit for me and I must say he did a nice job. Pants, shirt, sweater, and necklace. I was pretty impressed and it all fit! He did a pretty good job if I do say so myself! Cute, cute, cute!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgER47cyjDxwUotBNu4Bslq8bJzwZW-IKTKPbi85qaJFCcP1LnjmRIisZ9VPWiEfbVeLl0_h3pS-iywT7Up-06mpw-U-75KNLexdnDO3yejsS7RmBlw-LGvvsUNKiy-2At4YlyGqOL30/s1600-h/PC250186.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423119274416528738" 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/AVvXsEjQgER47cyjDxwUotBNu4Bslq8bJzwZW-IKTKPbi85qaJFCcP1LnjmRIisZ9VPWiEfbVeLl0_h3pS-iywT7Up-06mpw-U-75KNLexdnDO3yejsS7RmBlw-LGvvsUNKiy-2At4YlyGqOL30/s320/PC250186.JPG" border="0" /></a> My last present was actually a birthday present, but same thing...right...My wonderful parents got me a kitchenaid and let's just say I've been wanting one of those for years...They were so nice to get it for and to top it off...it is orange! I made my first batch of cookies and it is pretty awesome! I'm already saving for the pasta maker attachment and vegetable attachment!</div><div> </div><div>Thanks to everyone for all of the nice presents I got...that is not all I got, but these were a few of my favorite things...:-)</div><div> </div><div>I'll post more pictures of Christmas soon!<br /><br /></div><div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-6160220979158007282009-12-29T16:56:00.000-08:002009-12-30T12:06:00.093-08:00Christmas Eve FeverWe had someone who was very, very sick on Christmas Eve. He had what I like to call Christmas Eve fever. I remember as a child how long Christmas Eve was and how much I wanted to open everything. It was a time of snooping, peeking, getting frustrated and mad, and excited all in one. Peyton had Christmas Eve Fever really badly this year. As you can see in the picture below...he helped Andy open his birthday presents and lets just say in 2 minutes flat he had basically shredded the paper and destroyed our living and was ready for more. It didn't help that he got to open presents, it just ignited the flame. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420827546604227730" 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/AVvXsEgqo7BkfpsIC-M8B4SXfx9Pf4zGX6G0UCzfvtROV97SH5gY0mAjoPLmxVZi4zdloaupcnMqBa_y6kmdSR-rexD2JNpRe-FSM70zGLObBHcaaTc9lVY0k-Z2ocAnEQOWOSq3JgssUyXsXgw/s320/PC240115.JPG" border="0" /> We had actually wrapped presents for Peyton and put them under the tree. However, we ended up actually putting them back into the orange bedroom that has a lock on it. We showed him this present that he got to open but he had to wait until bedtime. We also told him it was a toy so he wouldn't be really disappointed. Well the fever was too much and we knew he couldn't help himself...so we threw it up onto our high ledge that he cannot reach. After I did that, I decided that would be a nice place to display all of his presents next year! The torture just might be enough he would figure out how to pile and stack chairs to get to them! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420827564936871378" 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/AVvXsEhP-1QaYevv-VX915wkpa2Su79DTZy20DWIijuiQNtAva_poVnhRLgmnjPhZdPJnKm8OBnrlFtqfOJKAuZ2oPKp9ZyCQijblRxHdB0ctIzTORl5hmfjm70NL3fCCwBddyQz02BjSUR-HlM/s320/PC240118.JPG" border="0" />This present stayed there until evening. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420827571217268690" 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/AVvXsEiKqTE94BsgXrN7m0Nm5uSWENaoUw6x5Qur9klHGQAIbwlYljavfZXt5Dk1me8sGs17tu2rGUbLwfsJjjH5Bfq19ECDiDtWa3gKOO2Kxn4G-EHVi9lNK-Rv7nNqwDo84T_MvBBhXxUiV2s/s320/PC240119.JPG" border="0" />We then went to my mom's where I found Peyton searching desparately around the tree for any present with his name on it. He then encouraged some followers<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420828710808479042" 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/AVvXsEjl_CANMwqdcHe_ZclIiWoZfGYGCUVinrdX0w5FovnL2dXfqxJOb6fWovLSqazVKevPeLfFYe81hQyvECdEDjZtthtR9X_x1Muz-KMWxuyUWYaVyFeQZVL-lw6dFJCtgLbTe5LEJMm8cQU/s320/PC240120.JPG" border="0" />To join him...Let's just say that Pam and Pop got them out of there. However, I do believe he peeked into one present! A child after my own heart...The problem is that I know all of the tricks. You can't hide stuff, you just have to lock it away. However, when he gets old enough to pick locks like I can, we might be in trouble! I think we have one more year of him not doing that! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420828716334045874" 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/AVvXsEjAFY10unQk2Cex1WyF_n2xkhgPCVgBGoAoGfXJzDBmjVdlJbwU3mMaLW6kW0nygSMQg8wc2GIcgKaA6F7zgfyAedJPiAtqfmfUHCncJgCzjYWDc4aPr60fdYaL7tM_g2M6ehRfRtrpKdY/s320/PC240121.JPG" border="0" />Finally he got to open a present for him on Christmas Eve. We had survived the day with minor side effects from the fever. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420828720952698914" 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/AVvXsEiYRgAoCQ1uu8Nb92yQS42XtvH24q0CgJvKIxd3QRt-mly3Qzhhe0Eef3O7yefvgMOfYw8jMJASD76w2M766SXTM2L2T0HA9pL0ajg55I0LTLjaQbS6h6qEl7p0mQuOVJx7WZVUzEjtNHM/s320/PC240131.JPG" border="0" /> The only way I know how to pacify it is to open a present and go to bed and wake-up Christmas morning. Then after shredding every present and being a little bit sad that there aren't any more, the fever suddenly leaves! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx2YwXPBYEtULc82DLednh6QRuGKN7fwoaD-wUbY9T7N006jz_BhJSm-q3ju1ZLXnPB-rJ8DYZIGE1XxRgkXiQ1_oWaRSI38Wq0Z-gQc3E3lijmh-lLhELxX-J_J2UUNmwtCxBlxEMF4Q/s1600-h/PC240134.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420828731318808738" 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/AVvXsEhx2YwXPBYEtULc82DLednh6QRuGKN7fwoaD-wUbY9T7N006jz_BhJSm-q3ju1ZLXnPB-rJ8DYZIGE1XxRgkXiQ1_oWaRSI38Wq0Z-gQc3E3lijmh-lLhELxX-J_J2UUNmwtCxBlxEMF4Q/s320/PC240134.JPG" border="0" /></a> However, we were able to get it to lower just a little bit by the Christmas Eve present he opened! Isn't he cute in his new PJ's! Yes I had to sew the sides so they would stay up! :-)<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420828737135646994" 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/AVvXsEhfJQUmtFHXg7740ax5RBMn8Nsuan-iYwV8LTc_JFOfYYz9oWDJ-uuImV0W8WbX8Ne4S-MnVjruzqSFr078gFo88wZUgOYjNQ3fPc8Ib4b53Rl5glMPYuXKOYnPuQQg1RbizgHwjbQa9Hs/s320/PC240136.JPG" border="0" /> P.S. -Another symptom is getting caught sneaking into Christmas goodies before lunch and dinner and leaving evidence on your face. This was the Muddy Buddies I made that someone was caught sneaking into that day! <br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9EUgiGnV3WiXelqxmZFEkCKIp6dEZ1kRWwYnFeF44NOs4yF-D99xHhbBEoQwmLbDXZwjiRwL1slVNPpNz4wm9fMBz6mhfboq1IVWXUBtVEZ7AfHuXqClV0xA0Vvdl36uhDZJQXO-DHE4/s1600-h/PC240117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420827559955811138" 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/AVvXsEh9EUgiGnV3WiXelqxmZFEkCKIp6dEZ1kRWwYnFeF44NOs4yF-D99xHhbBEoQwmLbDXZwjiRwL1slVNPpNz4wm9fMBz6mhfboq1IVWXUBtVEZ7AfHuXqClV0xA0Vvdl36uhDZJQXO-DHE4/s320/PC240117.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This could provide a little diversion from the real things they want to sneak into! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYkqde8GXGtYTc4ygdBVyVqIE13OOzoS2QV-cwIBSmhSTrdpoqTJVAHt6JPjxNP2yTpYEIl2Iobc7z6RPSt3QUzEJWFYtS-CewVrcjonSKbx5PcF2dnbgZ_T7fXxW8q7Wr8m8T16xs14Y/s1600-h/PC240116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420827555928904930" 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/AVvXsEjYkqde8GXGtYTc4ygdBVyVqIE13OOzoS2QV-cwIBSmhSTrdpoqTJVAHt6JPjxNP2yTpYEIl2Iobc7z6RPSt3QUzEJWFYtS-CewVrcjonSKbx5PcF2dnbgZ_T7fXxW8q7Wr8m8T16xs14Y/s320/PC240116.JPG" border="0" /></a> This Christmas was one of the best ever because Peyton experienced and illustrated all of the joy that is present when a young child believes. I know I can never get that back, but I got to live through it vicariously and it was wonderful...Oh, to be young again!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-49750022140679994632009-12-20T20:52:00.000-08:002009-12-20T21:18:16.899-08:00Christmas Recital<div> Peyton had his first clogging recital on Saturday. We were a little worried because he had been sick all week. But after a few quick rehearsals at home and working on him not watching the other dancers, he did amazing. Andy and I were amazed at what a little performer he was. He was charming and cute and really quite the stage man. No nerves and really performed well. It was so fun to watch his hard work pay off. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549378047682146" 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/AVvXsEimwRa3j_TuV1pzgtFlo7VEVBZazMOU1zbvlOfwDGXagjFTvjj21Vjmtr1-tdKN6Jzvb51LPHJ_mzZUiUX4GEaXYyvMBDm57bB71IpgyF7X7hVl6dz2XmWngHzGDf0EXdbrfgogY2Mr46o/s320/PC190059.JPG" border="0" />This is one of his little friends who he dances with. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549386246506018" 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/AVvXsEjycHCcfrTdtDtZUdqRXZmkSB8tZqNiSQnQ4c-2dRZz1J3v8gI3at-yDF1ZdBDFaB2PSyOGBAPq8gR-wFxXgOKswIgNSgrDry7Y-wcYjdZ8l3dwwvW_hS2az7u2LSc6jx-pxadIVUPkCJ4/s320/PC190060.JPG" border="0" />This is one of my students who Peyton got to know during the play. She also danced at Patty's recital and was amazing. She is a very talented girl and she is very sweet to Peyton...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549392685253170" 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/AVvXsEhqWAiCbgAU4_fc2_Xl8fo9qLXZubaAEHK-MS22EQd2S0Sv8KXuOAMQB3Bq64rPX3VFEYz7-yK0vtrb3d-m7090ux2LrAVczsc6NZqq8feup32IPzg7T3LKUoX56fhH7gQdzlmwEJByDZQ/s320/PC190063.JPG" border="0" />This is Peyton's little class. They are from Hamer, Terreton and Dubois. The other little boy is Jenny William's little boy and it was fun to go back to Patty's and watch them all dance.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDZZl1s9ojeaus7Mr-e4iyu3yvl0fx6Edrk9XoTWe0kN98TyoNMg_kevmo1hclf1g-V-N6WBqJu7Xc70UDcAMIih53akmoBQwxuQFi3YZcH_hqOo-FtfRWwNhnFqklwAZQ7p1kcCQUQvE/s1600-h/PC190066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417549403976525746" 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/AVvXsEgDZZl1s9ojeaus7Mr-e4iyu3yvl0fx6Edrk9XoTWe0kN98TyoNMg_kevmo1hclf1g-V-N6WBqJu7Xc70UDcAMIih53akmoBQwxuQFi3YZcH_hqOo-FtfRWwNhnFqklwAZQ7p1kcCQUQvE/s320/PC190066.JPG" border="0" /></a> After the recital they did a little present exchange. It was really cute because Patty read a left/right story and let's just say it was a little chaotic. Peyton even pegged someone in the head when he was passing and they weren't very happy, but I don't think he meant to, it was just hard to keep up especially with the little ones. <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417550991641578290" 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/AVvXsEjNfnUo3ILsSECIeOAcqJy967wxkX0NE5qRA67DSTK2ZSYHCOYnt_pU6lGOW4OZLAz-CUVqqARkCiAsmGJJtf7gIv4tn-9fiW-VRYVODSEqI_Hdrm2hRvlopYMJrKurPrkvpWWT8OJ7SiU/s320/PC190072.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417550984924559954" 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/AVvXsEgc4E7yz3eoI_ujZuo_fBnqaIr682Ju7-y5NJm9qC2O3WQYgkFYh7qjeytsvDmoRcKTny6irGsextAeBHe_Nv3nt4hMQPGnAlOqOsC4tedU51jFeWHsmYy_CFndSolyrP_HQSMVHiHAx4A/s320/PC190070.JPG" border="0" />I was very proud of Peyton. He ended up getting a blanket and he asked if he could switch his present. I whispered in his ear to be big and he was fine. I saw a few of the kids crying probably because their present wasn't what they wanted it to be! It was a really fun night and we were very proud of our little toe tapper!</div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-35198116842068765962009-12-06T20:42:00.000-08:002009-12-06T22:05:36.169-08:00Christmas Party Before Thanksgiving...??So we had a nice Christmas party before Thanksgiving. I guess I should explain why there is a Christmas party before Thanksgiving. My family always has a Christmas party that one of us is in charge of. This year it was Holly. She will not be here for the holidays, but it was her year to be in charge. She was up for Thanksgiving week and wanted to have her Christmas party. So we all meet at my house. Her theme for the party was to do some old-fashioned things we did when we were kids so that our kids could do it. It was fun. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAukjVibtBZrNL7NfAoHSHeMAOxBCWU-uxi_VbFOpS7JLRnfW0OWwnj2rO8WBs22bTbKS_Au2rEp2hrgRVraX3OiTT1JGb1O8s74T3tFIUdWFzYrYUNXp3AQ1IC68g9zfpi3mn5qRIUF4/s1600-h/PB220196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412358799486441442" 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/AVvXsEhAukjVibtBZrNL7NfAoHSHeMAOxBCWU-uxi_VbFOpS7JLRnfW0OWwnj2rO8WBs22bTbKS_Au2rEp2hrgRVraX3OiTT1JGb1O8s74T3tFIUdWFzYrYUNXp3AQ1IC68g9zfpi3mn5qRIUF4/s320/PB220196.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dad and Jayson are relaxing while everyone tells a Christmas memory. I again heard some of my favorite stories about Christmas. However I'm still waiting for Austin's Christmas memory. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6O1gmOKlDN4CSQ0mRVj5aBcIhyphenhyphenMpbt2f94EkquihbzPh6bYCHW76Gcsm6zfZHJaSaQ_Zfjr4RnOBLa6uX38eeVQFgYA9Gak6w7ZwBk1pD4cVOPBVe1lOOwNoYF47clyA4XEmWhe0XSfo/s1600-h/PB220191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412358791139938866" 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/AVvXsEi6O1gmOKlDN4CSQ0mRVj5aBcIhyphenhyphenMpbt2f94EkquihbzPh6bYCHW76Gcsm6zfZHJaSaQ_Zfjr4RnOBLa6uX38eeVQFgYA9Gak6w7ZwBk1pD4cVOPBVe1lOOwNoYF47clyA4XEmWhe0XSfo/s320/PB220191.JPG" border="0" /></a> Peyton is working on something that we all did in Mrs. Murdock's class. You take crepe paper and wrap it around your pencil, then did it in glue and make your picture. We ended up making candy canes for a our picture. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDtTnFYIa21C9tUHJE_mTLeifiAUbpuGk6ZJImBriZF5selXDZRKpMGBMACKM0tVFuFiszENV9OwDfXes1eJf-cczyVeWHFOaaLQPc6rlieOfq6Ue9UFwlyjVIQCOF92m8WDum0VGtOkA/s1600-h/PB220194.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412358784853565330" 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/AVvXsEhDtTnFYIa21C9tUHJE_mTLeifiAUbpuGk6ZJImBriZF5selXDZRKpMGBMACKM0tVFuFiszENV9OwDfXes1eJf-cczyVeWHFOaaLQPc6rlieOfq6Ue9UFwlyjVIQCOF92m8WDum0VGtOkA/s320/PB220194.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is where Holly is giving everyone a candy plate and getting a little emotional because she won't be here to watch us make the candy. (because we all know she didn't help! :-)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN53reUeuIYBR6wAWbuxg0xHrt7tn7q8_n8X9l0JwT5Cm9xNHhJIiIFruUM9-PmZeK0iOwW4KcsDuXQ_8ExqaiVdECyZhW6LOW6jr6ixXagxYUF4kH5cOfINgiT0vucchiNfmRO8LIKNc/s1600-h/PB220192.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412356295247809586" 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/AVvXsEiN53reUeuIYBR6wAWbuxg0xHrt7tn7q8_n8X9l0JwT5Cm9xNHhJIiIFruUM9-PmZeK0iOwW4KcsDuXQ_8ExqaiVdECyZhW6LOW6jr6ixXagxYUF4kH5cOfINgiT0vucchiNfmRO8LIKNc/s320/PB220192.JPG" border="0" /></a> We also did the traditional left/right present exchange. Jay did the honors be reading and I think Dad just kept what he wanted and passed all the rest on. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUT65jQnABNc3hZkTI-MdiI6WJYUdgY9cGZ0nhqOI0bp128f2aKZOWTbtRDxHwPh-rjRqtIToPYp8EN8bkukEstEl4_vg484agUGpR6Su8jnul642yr2-5Koe1tg_VooB_8a9uZXrzW_w/s1600-h/PB220184.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412356285728407218" 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/AVvXsEgUT65jQnABNc3hZkTI-MdiI6WJYUdgY9cGZ0nhqOI0bp128f2aKZOWTbtRDxHwPh-rjRqtIToPYp8EN8bkukEstEl4_vg484agUGpR6Su8jnul642yr2-5Koe1tg_VooB_8a9uZXrzW_w/s320/PB220184.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the silence of the lambs snowflake that Peyton made. I thought he did pretty good for his first snowflake. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHG6akQZGq7XKYyDY9KOcVzd2ibXkAuRcQ-glgWGlPKcJmxLIkRr9TtndfBnSy2CqeM9O156ornEQoct0-bcMYGWbX6crBbvdu_FeVw9rXvwIXEtM00ol0OtYH1qLHiAoilstv6Y9Oor8/s1600-h/PB220188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412356275482277538" 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/AVvXsEjHG6akQZGq7XKYyDY9KOcVzd2ibXkAuRcQ-glgWGlPKcJmxLIkRr9TtndfBnSy2CqeM9O156ornEQoct0-bcMYGWbX6crBbvdu_FeVw9rXvwIXEtM00ol0OtYH1qLHiAoilstv6Y9Oor8/s320/PB220188.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pam, Ryan and Dad all made quite a nice long paper chain that ended up in Kyla's room. It turned out very cute. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNUEiXD98yCYnKyv-wfwaWVS8NF_m5TP9F6uNOiV-GWsRefzhUSDho9u8oth3ykk5fDr8ccQFsXYMineo841oZlmxOJUdlKzOf_wuTK1Fdu-LLLP0IhxQTDAQGxRuEd3CJrdlDB8lvBKY/s1600-h/PB220183.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412356268487494882" 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/AVvXsEhNUEiXD98yCYnKyv-wfwaWVS8NF_m5TP9F6uNOiV-GWsRefzhUSDho9u8oth3ykk5fDr8ccQFsXYMineo841oZlmxOJUdlKzOf_wuTK1Fdu-LLLP0IhxQTDAQGxRuEd3CJrdlDB8lvBKY/s320/PB220183.JPG" border="0" /></a>Carson seranaded us with some Christmas carols...that his dad did not really appreciate. But it was pretty cute!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnzDLau5Q_waG4pZRKP0S3JdWWq6fwprnNJd-rNt0RnoIg9mIlj4ipSPiezt5i7hgtGcuoE27VJCabZVcsfh7hGKxnywUcdFRB6QtlTIk5o9oMvhjcct8B_X_lU_Cs0-xvyxyA8zGoTc/s1600-h/PB220181.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412356257541711570" 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/AVvXsEhcnzDLau5Q_waG4pZRKP0S3JdWWq6fwprnNJd-rNt0RnoIg9mIlj4ipSPiezt5i7hgtGcuoE27VJCabZVcsfh7hGKxnywUcdFRB6QtlTIk5o9oMvhjcct8B_X_lU_Cs0-xvyxyA8zGoTc/s320/PB220181.JPG" border="0" /></a>Holly and Granny are getting Adam going with the crepe paper candy canes. <br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYetkuO6tnEc2t7W8tPrmph6fb3Hn8j8-dnR88gGxUkrCccOWNEqOfyS35lFo163Jq1t4mUU4-QoC6UzFsSYBR4amjIi6kDu4c7vRokalClKRiXWwvEufOfi8I_W54Z4RM0ySzKdUNXBI/s1600-h/PB220180.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412352829999092962" 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/AVvXsEjYetkuO6tnEc2t7W8tPrmph6fb3Hn8j8-dnR88gGxUkrCccOWNEqOfyS35lFo163Jq1t4mUU4-QoC6UzFsSYBR4amjIi6kDu4c7vRokalClKRiXWwvEufOfi8I_W54Z4RM0ySzKdUNXBI/s320/PB220180.JPG" border="0" /></a>Working hard with that glue stick!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OPEtVcwJ6IOjQyVfyuGlVJAn_fk_6DQ02ybobs6G9I3kiDuVSjfTltEWMfDCL_u178kyFYtNbA_cHoioKNQHjr4mK9IgM76kGJuZ7F9h6jicfNR_cMhjTEIT996DeqEQe-anVMc9uVk/s1600-h/PB220178.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412352826924532114" 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/AVvXsEg4OPEtVcwJ6IOjQyVfyuGlVJAn_fk_6DQ02ybobs6G9I3kiDuVSjfTltEWMfDCL_u178kyFYtNbA_cHoioKNQHjr4mK9IgM76kGJuZ7F9h6jicfNR_cMhjTEIT996DeqEQe-anVMc9uVk/s320/PB220178.JPG" border="0" /></a>Angie was put over the scissor patrol because we had a lot of under-age scissor users and Carson kept trying to steal them. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCvAIUMolRrDPlJ4sKFLCWxyHnlMw1QGQu-rcXc0naXCM-0b9uERF7sBiCOXJKV1mMqOZeO-R8gxsrrQouddg550hbC_pZmFldCrRP4WJA6rsPFZ6VzEn79XtxCykBFvezo7s6uMOzNg/s1600-h/PB220175.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412352819608471922" 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/AVvXsEgVCvAIUMolRrDPlJ4sKFLCWxyHnlMw1QGQu-rcXc0naXCM-0b9uERF7sBiCOXJKV1mMqOZeO-R8gxsrrQouddg550hbC_pZmFldCrRP4WJA6rsPFZ6VzEn79XtxCykBFvezo7s6uMOzNg/s320/PB220175.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The chain gang!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh95RdN4teDCV_ZtXUyAOsy1ntem6VLViTHvHOvy5jwsGndD2GnbjkzEKfp4WEBqutejbgQFsyXDt8Mu9kIe763AToIVG4DY5iio1cOOXw68XJBbOhNioB6PqvpKO02EmVcKo0Jk9A-RpE/s1600-h/PB230213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412352805574597554" 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/AVvXsEh95RdN4teDCV_ZtXUyAOsy1ntem6VLViTHvHOvy5jwsGndD2GnbjkzEKfp4WEBqutejbgQFsyXDt8Mu9kIe763AToIVG4DY5iio1cOOXw68XJBbOhNioB6PqvpKO02EmVcKo0Jk9A-RpE/s320/PB230213.JPG" border="0" /></a>Peyton's final candy cane picture...It turned out just like I remembered them when we were kids. Thanks for bringing back the memories Holly and Mom! The food was good too! We loved the cheeseball...looking forward to more! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-16413336315301567582009-11-01T20:41:00.000-08:002009-11-01T21:20:38.216-08:00Happy Halloween WeekendSo our Halloween started our really busy. I volunteered to be one of the room moms and was lucky enough to plan and attend Peyton's Halloween party at school. We had a lot of fun. We did pictures in our costumes and a whole class picture. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKgMplAkKt2mh8AqHsOsvD7ZCaFEcJyO33dCSi1_e5S9ikW01_rFsPIBn4KEjblapGwMSCm5fAE3cYZkdfZMW_9hf9Vpqw-F3h3MI5T8zZ7Snj9m7ydVbdAp4slGBGQlK1ac-2QHB7ug0/s1600-h/PA300003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399366098240282690" 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/AVvXsEiKgMplAkKt2mh8AqHsOsvD7ZCaFEcJyO33dCSi1_e5S9ikW01_rFsPIBn4KEjblapGwMSCm5fAE3cYZkdfZMW_9hf9Vpqw-F3h3MI5T8zZ7Snj9m7ydVbdAp4slGBGQlK1ac-2QHB7ug0/s320/PA300003.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then each kid lined up for a picture by themselves. We printed out the picture for them to take home. This was the year of the vampire for Peyton. A whole bunch of boys decided they wanted to be a vampire. But Peyton just wanted to be one. Not sure where he got the idea from.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIGWrXz1Xa-I9Dcc4sjEtcxxMF_6KzXtTOtY9MRtAwPUeGIREDhYLeMc051nEmVWpCIp7MhUHs6idL2WDfwVqN-dw4iagKnOx1JbBC9-fIb98X8mrBynSfH8wB0auRkhyphenhyphenv05HIZBDMgig/s1600-h/PA300013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399366089432158658" 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/AVvXsEiIGWrXz1Xa-I9Dcc4sjEtcxxMF_6KzXtTOtY9MRtAwPUeGIREDhYLeMc051nEmVWpCIp7MhUHs6idL2WDfwVqN-dw4iagKnOx1JbBC9-fIb98X8mrBynSfH8wB0auRkhyphenhyphenv05HIZBDMgig/s320/PA300013.JPG" border="0" /></a> We did a lot of fun activities at his party. We had a fun treasure hunt that led us all over the school. Then did a monster mash musical game. We did a Halloween cup toss. Attempted to decorated a paper plate pumpkin, and also decorated cupcakes. I don't know how kindergarten teachers do it...It required a lot of energy. All in all pretty good for my first party! I even told them a few fun Halloween lies...like the witch's finger breadsticks that I cut off of a witch and the mean pirate who hid their treasure. They believed everything I said...right??? ha!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVMRCKM7-8e2HrT1eC2_QGgMRPlpVdVXGqxnEPpDly7zLVh98yFsqoAsLe8GLC0jnNmM6iPgpHb6TwHRoAzjP6KUYxPaLxardV6HbFUzDD5SNMboIen8Ewl4THrVtxhzqojGGYaj9pH8/s1600-h/PA300028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399366081240466578" 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/AVvXsEgFVMRCKM7-8e2HrT1eC2_QGgMRPlpVdVXGqxnEPpDly7zLVh98yFsqoAsLe8GLC0jnNmM6iPgpHb6TwHRoAzjP6KUYxPaLxardV6HbFUzDD5SNMboIen8Ewl4THrVtxhzqojGGYaj9pH8/s320/PA300028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Peyton liked the decorating the pumpkin cupcake. Then he wanted to wander around and see what everyone else was doing. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nnKNEGGINzUFZL8RVSm_n2tyAtd-zUUfMloXWak614kBy2ghL1jQnwEteLl0jm3YJvH_2eu2ACqqtljJdY_M5etVtC5JAwxDE-UC4bKPcvKmZGbnS6EsRj8CckwameXeuyQElK3-rHk/s1600-h/PA300026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399366074109519714" 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/AVvXsEj7nnKNEGGINzUFZL8RVSm_n2tyAtd-zUUfMloXWak614kBy2ghL1jQnwEteLl0jm3YJvH_2eu2ACqqtljJdY_M5etVtC5JAwxDE-UC4bKPcvKmZGbnS6EsRj8CckwameXeuyQElK3-rHk/s320/PA300026.JPG" border="0" /></a> As you can see we have a lot of busy little kindergarteners.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge1T5d6Y4UGAuFWYB6YDRENdC48cP-8KnIun1uCRArNlNxSSivrFqhOEosNzHg6mjPIXRymCaf6YSTxH3rky1tyCiEiWyDQuJD4Qnyv0E7GD6BcBcWbRvF7WPZumZyGmf3yKR6-D7Dbuo/s1600-h/PA300027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399366069920403554" 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/AVvXsEge1T5d6Y4UGAuFWYB6YDRENdC48cP-8KnIun1uCRArNlNxSSivrFqhOEosNzHg6mjPIXRymCaf6YSTxH3rky1tyCiEiWyDQuJD4Qnyv0E7GD6BcBcWbRvF7WPZumZyGmf3yKR6-D7Dbuo/s320/PA300027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Our afternoon got even busier because I volunteered to help decorate for the Hamer carnival. We went home, cleaned up a cute little vampire, and then headed back to the school. The carnival was great and it looked very nice too!<br /><br />The first thing that Peyton wanted to was the bungee run. This is for a little bit bigger kids, but Peyton loved it. You basically run and then it jerks you back...doesn't sound really fun.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4mSULjNfi0PDovprxf5zS_5jg7h-H_l9Oxx5vFJvTm_dhDBdLGtaNYfdUgR1a8jfIUl-IzeV-by468rmDue7Www1jz964ZQht7zSq7KPlQw6zT3dK6LHSeOhHPL-2OIpp4ZEZVSwMHI/s1600-h/PA300034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364648952397874" 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/AVvXsEjz4mSULjNfi0PDovprxf5zS_5jg7h-H_l9Oxx5vFJvTm_dhDBdLGtaNYfdUgR1a8jfIUl-IzeV-by468rmDue7Www1jz964ZQht7zSq7KPlQw6zT3dK6LHSeOhHPL-2OIpp4ZEZVSwMHI/s320/PA300034.JPG" border="0" /></a> Peyton did the pop toss and the dime toss. Andy and I got into the dime toss because were trying to win the book "The Mouse and the Motorcycle". After I tried and tried and won other things, Andy finally after a few tries, actually won the book. I then tried a Koosh toss because I could win these bugs that would crawl up and down the wall which they didn't after I won them...but we had fun anyway. We had two other places we had to be that night so we hurried through as much as we could<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL6zTdUumichYAM_5EC1DFmP6NcJeTqY3OMnqBFaV1w2LsKCOMF-hB1Fbbz_wLvrJ9bmZn15-JxsiE9atG3itc8npMm6aKXVrLvaclR5oLNs4jUb-3YdkW6oViRgq8ZjY5c4zAQg0XBqQ/s1600-h/PA300037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364638776534626" 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/AVvXsEhL6zTdUumichYAM_5EC1DFmP6NcJeTqY3OMnqBFaV1w2LsKCOMF-hB1Fbbz_wLvrJ9bmZn15-JxsiE9atG3itc8npMm6aKXVrLvaclR5oLNs4jUb-3YdkW6oViRgq8ZjY5c4zAQg0XBqQ/s320/PA300037.JPG" border="0" /></a> Peyton got a carmel apple and bit off all of the caramel. Then he did the sucker pull and won a prize.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdrgNRwZQSm3vCyuEhrvXhkwEC-957WHzg9fa5cXEk2n5QMmRDnw-IveuKl9Bs-hYa-oQkczUDNapuO87zcV7ZfSrxR9ukTpda2nkhpQFQjBUUurPd_vjcOB-rmkhHKd8j9DV8SFFOvtM/s1600-h/PA300038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364635107847330" 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/AVvXsEgdrgNRwZQSm3vCyuEhrvXhkwEC-957WHzg9fa5cXEk2n5QMmRDnw-IveuKl9Bs-hYa-oQkczUDNapuO87zcV7ZfSrxR9ukTpda2nkhpQFQjBUUurPd_vjcOB-rmkhHKd8j9DV8SFFOvtM/s320/PA300038.JPG" border="0" /></a> We decided to forgo the vampire costume for the night because we had a wedding to attend and also went to the Halloween concert at BYU-Idaho. The theme for the concert was a Super-hero theme and Peyton loved it. We had a good time. Then we went home.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUoEcwMEpxUlU9BxRpoadyaxQmWq1sxF56v7fiNRh_1R4BMrBs5ITod-ycllGWeUJ8kEpC3aIX43qnxMzdqdH1zIhN59LL0PAQ5tKu0CliG3j__b7OewIquNrcxJHw5FGner1piE5T5mo/s1600-h/PA300036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364625936330754" 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/AVvXsEhUoEcwMEpxUlU9BxRpoadyaxQmWq1sxF56v7fiNRh_1R4BMrBs5ITod-ycllGWeUJ8kEpC3aIX43qnxMzdqdH1zIhN59LL0PAQ5tKu0CliG3j__b7OewIquNrcxJHw5FGner1piE5T5mo/s320/PA300036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The busy Friday was over and Halloween came. We spent the morning getting our chores done and taking funny pictures of us in scary teeth. And yes we also look a little scary but we were having fun.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprKhgquBdd8Sdoo_c4Xiq4UsLg_wvX3eSSUq9Wqc0X6c-oRVN-QDqKIP2OP4KKuD5eRX4iGzZ_TIRD32AfT4ImOmba5mL2pUpI0dXq7NKGYpPPx8IvRdSWRiWj_7FIAUrqD_Sc_RUANA/s1600-h/PA310041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364621032090882" 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/AVvXsEiprKhgquBdd8Sdoo_c4Xiq4UsLg_wvX3eSSUq9Wqc0X6c-oRVN-QDqKIP2OP4KKuD5eRX4iGzZ_TIRD32AfT4ImOmba5mL2pUpI0dXq7NKGYpPPx8IvRdSWRiWj_7FIAUrqD_Sc_RUANA/s320/PA310041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Then we got our little vampire ready again to go trick or treating. He was very excited to go especially after a few trick or treaters came to our door. He was very cute and wanted to put all of the candy in their baskets. Andy then took him out to get his loot. I stayed home and handed out candy and read a book...how nice!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPI0HEyeq5NZofJGVPkpUmeEtYL6Ud0Az2sJFsB6P4BGhRes1foJ_XgvCm-WhxX72Fci-EwxXIkiZdNm9CgGo84HQQ8yOvazC3kO5VXRAzvoz0m75aBJNjvahLdaI8H_4jmRCQEFO1xmA/s1600-h/PA310044.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363265525836306" 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/AVvXsEjPI0HEyeq5NZofJGVPkpUmeEtYL6Ud0Az2sJFsB6P4BGhRes1foJ_XgvCm-WhxX72Fci-EwxXIkiZdNm9CgGo84HQQ8yOvazC3kO5VXRAzvoz0m75aBJNjvahLdaI8H_4jmRCQEFO1xmA/s320/PA310044.JPG" border="0" /></a>Andy said Peyton was very brave and went by himself up to all of the houses. He only got scared out one house that decorates with a lot of spooky things. But he still liked it and had a good time. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363251340670834" 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/AVvXsEgQvIlhkJki5nbLV56tK_x-yBHndI_MpOWSMU5VdJqvNzX8hIxIRSz0TsefKRaWmOfyo8rLjd7BIqzBv9aIrVBvtLPn0pPPB7sM9wrETuYc2ZDVp3pYvLhidnbNksqOZfbmVKj4CIfKIqY/s320/PA310053.JPG" border="0" /><br />As you can see he looked pretty spooky! He didn't like wearing the makeup but I thought he was a pretty cute little vampire.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipApvXTezYBGJc6_GzSuNUUgONC8Yx8eI_tEY5bdGrqsUS0PtQiMTFQlBnBDDBamMNWJtT0XXSODRKPma8xJst-T9P-FpPlZEbS78cIibP8T4E-EExiqBFb2KznJNydi6CuvjsTx-xMgc/s1600-h/PA310051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363260566167714" 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/AVvXsEipApvXTezYBGJc6_GzSuNUUgONC8Yx8eI_tEY5bdGrqsUS0PtQiMTFQlBnBDDBamMNWJtT0XXSODRKPma8xJst-T9P-FpPlZEbS78cIibP8T4E-EExiqBFb2KznJNydi6CuvjsTx-xMgc/s320/PA310051.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>This will show the fruits of his labors Halloween night. He got a pretty good haul.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUPJ5Ru0dSsEjF7Jild9SznYB7z-oIq4VMUBY3ouOXAFOocRdzU83M-cesfUbhBJqeqHb5sKOUmjVNXor48BeqWM2dJiRPAjmhyphenhyphenEQo_p6E_fCUKU6U64XysKaw_m9qFUQwnGWFgI5_gI/s1600-h/PA310055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363243685891010" 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/AVvXsEiyUPJ5Ru0dSsEjF7Jild9SznYB7z-oIq4VMUBY3ouOXAFOocRdzU83M-cesfUbhBJqeqHb5sKOUmjVNXor48BeqWM2dJiRPAjmhyphenhyphenEQo_p6E_fCUKU6U64XysKaw_m9qFUQwnGWFgI5_gI/s320/PA310055.JPG" border="0" /></a> And he ate candy until he was sick...ha! Actually he is pretty good and only has a few at a time. He was so excited though and it was very cute. What a fun weekend we had.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLH3sIbm2DuEk-AR9PozsPD9mqo7sVI5FnztVqbgsmQ7Gg8VR8QiKXC79E8g1aoJzTueXCT_T6m-sH6aDfQMXriO0gPI7criNkAF0CVrZmVsNcOyEuX2TZbgO4Tq81m5iFaZ0PDCy0Ew8/s1600-h/PA310059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399363241967356386" 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/AVvXsEgLH3sIbm2DuEk-AR9PozsPD9mqo7sVI5FnztVqbgsmQ7Gg8VR8QiKXC79E8g1aoJzTueXCT_T6m-sH6aDfQMXriO0gPI7criNkAF0CVrZmVsNcOyEuX2TZbgO4Tq81m5iFaZ0PDCy0Ew8/s320/PA310059.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today (Sunday) we just kind of had a nice day at home. I made Pumpkin Cinnamon rolls and we stayed in our PJs all day. It was a nice weekend! Busy, but fun and nice! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-66208455503334223022009-10-25T21:53:00.000-07:002009-10-25T22:28:34.394-07:00Bigger and Better Than Ever...So this year we grew our own pumpkins and didn't hav to buy any. I must say I was very proud to have grown these big babies...however you kind of forget that maybe they might be hard to carve. Let's just say that these bad boys were a little difficult to work with, but we had a lot of fun and really enjoyed what we came up with. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396768800535603538" 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/AVvXsEh_khwcrvyNjA2x-E8MRh9JYfpOtvy9t2tvHpB2InMh6oN8NmTjJTFfVjj6d_Q4PfD-WhQnZAmaOuTcPWgChwEmRwGOM6WOtg07ecJJolyrWLPG441KKaRyi7CHdYn7GBUNIOLGx2y4WO0/s320/PA250018.JPG" border="0" />Peyton of course is still a little too young to be doing is own carving. He started out wanting the biggest pumpkin, until of course he had to actually pull out the guts. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771403368711810" 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/AVvXsEhsz6CNYxgZ_2EFsjIQW7S-SusdjUP0jGRdlyns1SGctnufppZiYLpGn6f5QS3mIhG4PJl6glPT_094MC5_gwRhogddtVKhKiaqUpjfSt0ku4VnVg8WRvEjPMYxBgI31kTlYF1SwKlGi8o/s320/PA250021.JPG" border="0" />You can see that he ended up switching to another pumpkin that was a little more his size and that he helped picked the design for. Of course Andy carved it. I told me how funny it was that he picked the design and then he says he is bored and leaves while Andy carves the pumpkin. But he ended up thinking it was very cool. He then had to immediately find a way to light the pumpkin. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-L7zQwu1SjM9heKKfoo3VWctG9Ld5TDz27hOW4I0Yxq9dp7Q8j2auPdflwgUeFoTDKMTvhAXhOhNzU67P-JrcI8BSyEw_2sJWS88OCauKwPoH8pUh6WS3UfMwhI47Zwh9QC3-q_2F0OE/s1600-h/PA250036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771411755021218" 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/AVvXsEj-L7zQwu1SjM9heKKfoo3VWctG9Ld5TDz27hOW4I0Yxq9dp7Q8j2auPdflwgUeFoTDKMTvhAXhOhNzU67P-JrcI8BSyEw_2sJWS88OCauKwPoH8pUh6WS3UfMwhI47Zwh9QC3-q_2F0OE/s320/PA250036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> I was also able to finish my first one about the same time Andy got down carving Peyton's pumpkin. I went with my witch theme again and since it was such a big pumpkin, I decided that I would add some words at the top. I ended up turning it enough that it actually looks like the witch's hat. It is pretty cool if I don't say so myself...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEk60DJKcBFYOCJZusonnqwaKp83QU3StugwX_hxs0KuQyqtWnVvhdhVgFGxtWZmhoTkFVzRSKpS7oFc49IhltzkzHJNQWmAiviutUMgFyFucOnjro1tWxIMYhbXUkMQgR3OfKThe9tg/s1600-h/PA250039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771400201584594" 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/AVvXsEhpEk60DJKcBFYOCJZusonnqwaKp83QU3StugwX_hxs0KuQyqtWnVvhdhVgFGxtWZmhoTkFVzRSKpS7oFc49IhltzkzHJNQWmAiviutUMgFyFucOnjro1tWxIMYhbXUkMQgR3OfKThe9tg/s320/PA250039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is what my witch looked like lit up!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfOA9JiiH-q-F9_ANh88Zjk_59WHthRzd3WZBzK2fJ7tPc61nlZ3qipXB1Q2s6HKFyS6YBJiuH3IndgNq29Uk7FtyZlz71Mpby3GPdeH_6Lb0574djzgbrI7KKIRxGdBdIQKc4UvmxOIQ/s1600-h/PA250049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771389472860450" 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/AVvXsEhfOA9JiiH-q-F9_ANh88Zjk_59WHthRzd3WZBzK2fJ7tPc61nlZ3qipXB1Q2s6HKFyS6YBJiuH3IndgNq29Uk7FtyZlz71Mpby3GPdeH_6Lb0574djzgbrI7KKIRxGdBdIQKc4UvmxOIQ/s320/PA250049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Peyton's spooky pumpkin! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mIeqzW9FdImXu8Vh5YLu73AU-_zlV8lTkFAspm-F4x-Uv4fVM2dfE9kVpvTUnid2APNRLQDPaG_ncmflLNvWS1ljqM6867Lbhx0VaJ9nFEK0Pr7qWU9QvBPESamhCV-DSh6ON2fFBfU/s1600-h/PA250050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396771387982601842" 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/AVvXsEj7mIeqzW9FdImXu8Vh5YLu73AU-_zlV8lTkFAspm-F4x-Uv4fVM2dfE9kVpvTUnid2APNRLQDPaG_ncmflLNvWS1ljqM6867Lbhx0VaJ9nFEK0Pr7qWU9QvBPESamhCV-DSh6ON2fFBfU/s320/PA250050.JPG" border="0" /></a> We did our traditional eating the guts picture. Peyton always thinks this is so funny! <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770097880618978" 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/AVvXsEiKPpiQd1YeUuXG_qEIB493xQeXEuf6v0BDBNjpzUR5i2klu4rj_ondzYSPNSFM5ugh4u4T23Cgdtkn0zhGog2EMXnES8biOsx19iIkjnUGQhalY7Sbjp1IOMxw9rkgDXiP69daBU9TRvk/s320/PA250022.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>One of the pumpkins was so big, Peyts could fit his head into the opening in the top. This is the pumpkin he originally picked out but thought it was too hard to get the guts out, so he switched to the smaller one! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSb115SBrMpII0P-JWZuMBGNCGb12Iw_XbleE6McTW-s9SObxzecpKrh051IzN0un41VYX1bLZKQWjbv_BMVbt1q__ZRGUnvSOwl3Eo_WgAGxcCaI9xK1HDC6FJIE5dUzP_YTKCV5Cd8/s1600-h/PA250023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770092942628802" 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/AVvXsEgqSb115SBrMpII0P-JWZuMBGNCGb12Iw_XbleE6McTW-s9SObxzecpKrh051IzN0un41VYX1bLZKQWjbv_BMVbt1q__ZRGUnvSOwl3Eo_WgAGxcCaI9xK1HDC6FJIE5dUzP_YTKCV5Cd8/s320/PA250023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is our traditional family of pumpkin heads pictures! We do this every year. After we finish carving, we put them put like they are our heads. Andy's pumpkin and mine are so big, we had a hard time hefting them up. I believe that is why my gullet is sticking out! ha! <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSczt6TBXjMrjCPTTloGK5IRpl-31lPZKKcvUW0pDHvLtPHhTJwM3xpWq9pDJTdYK_gLhHTwSUk8Yc_YjIqljbn85XPo7BFWIZ95gOiurd8Hl6DGvvpz4mS74khFOsQBeYE_xCfVasyQc/s1600-h/PA250038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770078524623954" 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/AVvXsEhSczt6TBXjMrjCPTTloGK5IRpl-31lPZKKcvUW0pDHvLtPHhTJwM3xpWq9pDJTdYK_gLhHTwSUk8Yc_YjIqljbn85XPo7BFWIZ95gOiurd8Hl6DGvvpz4mS74khFOsQBeYE_xCfVasyQc/s320/PA250038.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Peyts was trying to look like a mummy!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmgIuDKBaWA6TBkbK3cqRVK9DB89u4_slFVnWgdgbRekqHz4wEze703qwygaKcFAyKrjRjp0Q18N_mC9lQPJlK0A58hyQdqsNEeZ280Sm4AsCYRh2xV0WZmuPsGv2X3F4GEGcIF02xd0/s1600-h/PA250041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770071012943378" 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/AVvXsEjwmgIuDKBaWA6TBkbK3cqRVK9DB89u4_slFVnWgdgbRekqHz4wEze703qwygaKcFAyKrjRjp0Q18N_mC9lQPJlK0A58hyQdqsNEeZ280Sm4AsCYRh2xV0WZmuPsGv2X3F4GEGcIF02xd0/s320/PA250041.JPG" border="0" /></a> I like my witch's head! It goes with the sign on my door at school that read, "Who needs Halloween, I'm a witch all year!" ha!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRVXaj-O93oofpDArw5kLANepz8c4m6NmugbLIiV6112vd8SXFeCgqHWCNVN0fHpSRtLmUnYAt8wkwtqR3pSdwh0DgyoDypCdw2aEESmxfn422BNZs0b2LJQz7OTHbjJzjddOt42Ij0KE/s1600-h/PA250056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770062731410898" 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/AVvXsEgRVXaj-O93oofpDArw5kLANepz8c4m6NmugbLIiV6112vd8SXFeCgqHWCNVN0fHpSRtLmUnYAt8wkwtqR3pSdwh0DgyoDypCdw2aEESmxfn422BNZs0b2LJQz7OTHbjJzjddOt42Ij0KE/s320/PA250056.JPG" border="0" /></a>Andy's is the heaviest...he needs a little bit more on that bad boy! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHHtEJKsHK3TnvjCz0RQkVhkpbfKvUmq91NL7bn6kONqA1L6UhUydWKBQukx_PJDHRfL6TCvOqZq3qGQVVzbhIQycJkv_zeZJNSD7F5Bb56zTVYtftNrVnqkDcta2rTlTDr41krtmJV0/s1600-h/PA250060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396768831602941506" 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/AVvXsEglHHtEJKsHK3TnvjCz0RQkVhkpbfKvUmq91NL7bn6kONqA1L6UhUydWKBQukx_PJDHRfL6TCvOqZq3qGQVVzbhIQycJkv_zeZJNSD7F5Bb56zTVYtftNrVnqkDcta2rTlTDr41krtmJV0/s320/PA250060.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is what his looks like lit up! It is pretty cool and spooky. How would you like that thing looking in your window? <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdiG4I4j9U2sNtuCNMJdZeI3K3aNaYLp_ecxm75qkdRKxsayEhQbc0YFLa3CUrVO88jPaRT6Zg2eR6e9YoCJl76sebJ3XmIbiWqu_h48gY3lSdbw2goM6_ffEk6plkdspFlUTbA550gA/s1600-h/PA250063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396768825172161714" 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/AVvXsEiIdiG4I4j9U2sNtuCNMJdZeI3K3aNaYLp_ecxm75qkdRKxsayEhQbc0YFLa3CUrVO88jPaRT6Zg2eR6e9YoCJl76sebJ3XmIbiWqu_h48gY3lSdbw2goM6_ffEk6plkdspFlUTbA550gA/s320/PA250063.JPG" border="0" /></a>These are all three pumpkins lit up. Keep in mind we still have two more to finish...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKi0ibu9YQC7oCGVdKtjpF6XFB0VSR3YKqqHCwuKT6FYS4mzffGDhysV8ZU46fKPuBHDXaDYEQzMdzj0KGy9Fanq5-RQHLFOLrrVhqhaJFq0RMsGhNqfv4I1FKPBwCF_Sd3q7Jg9qOtM8/s1600-h/PA250066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396768815200926578" 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/AVvXsEgKi0ibu9YQC7oCGVdKtjpF6XFB0VSR3YKqqHCwuKT6FYS4mzffGDhysV8ZU46fKPuBHDXaDYEQzMdzj0KGy9Fanq5-RQHLFOLrrVhqhaJFq0RMsGhNqfv4I1FKPBwCF_Sd3q7Jg9qOtM8/s320/PA250066.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is my second one and it was so big that I carved three designs on it. I thought it turned out pretty cool, but I definitely got sick of carving pumpkins. Peyton took our one that looked like a butt crack pumpkin and painted it. He seemed to have the most fun with this. I forgot to get a picture but I will...it was a funny pumpkin. It grew into the fence and it made it have a design. These pumpkins were so heavy and so thick we had to scrap the insides for quite a while! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioL5VGoJJ9aSysPkMdkyB2WgSkignjQ0tkT4At42ZhPYnraRLwIL9XhwRUrWaA4u3-aHzi7Oxd8BL7y4SZvd8PYQ2xJtTYuYRqyd_WfTYfO4vpRH9l9ZCJuqWvRjo0Wll_bMXRZjRXN50/s1600-h/PA250070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396768805797463618" 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/AVvXsEioL5VGoJJ9aSysPkMdkyB2WgSkignjQ0tkT4At42ZhPYnraRLwIL9XhwRUrWaA4u3-aHzi7Oxd8BL7y4SZvd8PYQ2xJtTYuYRqyd_WfTYfO4vpRH9l9ZCJuqWvRjo0Wll_bMXRZjRXN50/s320/PA250070.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is what my final pumpkin looked like lit up. We had them all out on our porch and lit up and then we realized it was freezing cold, so we had to haul these bad boys all back to the garage...it was not cool! But it was a fun night of carving! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-42342060860756779502009-10-18T18:05:00.000-07:002009-10-18T18:43:00.695-07:00We (or rather they) are the Champions...Just can't do it like Queen can...huh! Well yesterday we had the chance to go and watch Austin play for the 8th grade grid kid championship. They played against Sandcreek and it was a very good and close game. Austin had some great tackles and also some great punts...This is our cheering crew right here. Let's just say that some of the crowd gets crazy for grid kid! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394074466509227042" 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/AVvXsEgLxiHwPh4D9kDTGoD5J8n5SknV5B-ukrK3KomnT5iWuMcnaU4P_E6vKQCzFJEkFIhDaDuIDc-YnBF6wm6V4fCPZlYXqyopUsF8l9K8Qg8zhJWHmniBey5x2uTU5ESbupAAulVpXbe8rgA/s320/PA170097.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394074474850642402" 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/AVvXsEguG2lpgAfUv4_BJVsOSmCRvilNzGpPaCsA1KWR4xuXoZhfX18lPfK3ApVIEt2EGkA1c7aBqTb78EGxFsWU3eqOHLaRhsXawrc2m-uKLaRUeTvaNbKjJ2mpbGMChL9ABQ4ZU5f_szfF1N4/s320/PA170098.JPG" border="0" /><br />Austin's team ending up winning a very close game. I believe the score was 12-13. I was actually pretty impressed. They had some great plays and their little quarterback was pretty good. Sandcreek had one kid that did pretty much everything, but once they shut him down they did great! We enjoyed watching it. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyq8PtGB8M6VHRi77xGr7ZOj8Q9E2HIc0RcWVEbJHP4bgFOXeq1hJyLsqZ0pBX8LV-Dw04e3do9P14R3eI6G2Pl0vR_4yEFqC8vkVz6rz-Z1Dbp_CzTRrzIRy0MAVg3K_jhDawpXHU6-Y/s1600-h/PA170111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394074499752587970" 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/AVvXsEiyq8PtGB8M6VHRi77xGr7ZOj8Q9E2HIc0RcWVEbJHP4bgFOXeq1hJyLsqZ0pBX8LV-Dw04e3do9P14R3eI6G2Pl0vR_4yEFqC8vkVz6rz-Z1Dbp_CzTRrzIRy0MAVg3K_jhDawpXHU6-Y/s320/PA170111.JPG" border="0" /></a> As you can see it was a beautiful day. Probably one of the best we have seen in a long time. It was even hot. We went from freak snowstorm to really hot. We loved it. It did mess up some of my pictures though! There is a little bit of a glare! <br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7xPspQwgQARwzK8xgYkxfq_Md-PH-IuT3kPflml8CzzfodaRdkayjT5tmBVxFK6EYnW5hFA4VIIxj9AWoXWnd5rLl_DMZ3P8DQPyG489bLQDw2CZJl3VY6-8fXo12UOrQrlTjey_ao18/s1600-h/PA170110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394074492674552146" 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/AVvXsEi7xPspQwgQARwzK8xgYkxfq_Md-PH-IuT3kPflml8CzzfodaRdkayjT5tmBVxFK6EYnW5hFA4VIIxj9AWoXWnd5rLl_DMZ3P8DQPyG489bLQDw2CZJl3VY6-8fXo12UOrQrlTjey_ao18/s320/PA170110.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqtdKZn33hs1BQLsxPeOuKjjgAE33Gxdgex1nXUqviIYqeVLsbuD91LTelDmxNl7RWpaN__RgAdbOhtFqoq-SpmJhQZ-pHbpz684BExQl678XJW39QJuC5w7pY2r9gCooOJ1MkEz16ciQ/s1600-h/PA170105.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394074480507074290" 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/AVvXsEgqtdKZn33hs1BQLsxPeOuKjjgAE33Gxdgex1nXUqviIYqeVLsbuD91LTelDmxNl7RWpaN__RgAdbOhtFqoq-SpmJhQZ-pHbpz684BExQl678XJW39QJuC5w7pY2r9gCooOJ1MkEz16ciQ/s320/PA170105.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>I didn't do a very good job of going down on the sidelines and taking pictures this year. I had to study my lesson between plays. So I don't have any good action shots. Granny wanted me to post this for everyone so I hope you enjoy!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394081027851901666" 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/AVvXsEjBjF1d-4_mQ8OpZUvzsZyrVVdmqny8vUK5TYYca4FtrRhHtQSn74DbqjjnACkDVbJZWhgwo5NWtdZ6ZIo8aXeqKpH-g9DML4tdYgfy6DEJrQH5O6itILvRacQyKYSrpakFqxgQLRGWQ8I/s320/PA170119.JPG" border="0" /><br />As you can see in this shot and the next one, they are holding their hand in the form of a "C". I'm assuming that means champions. According to Angie, they haven't since sometime last season. There is another Rocky Mountain team that is also pretty good, so it should be a fun time watching them next year when they get into high school! I may actually go to a few of those games! <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394081041743938210" 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/AVvXsEi7zis-DhzzlcsbKGevmAdIQJ01VRqiHGdhXh4QajL7BoZhE7k8W2tnM_3JPYTcQLgg7jda3oEPx_KJ5oXzdF5D2fG-EfttKD51Ju5ZsQ0J7JiBR3NWCFs8P85Zmfg1_z-9SLNs3xV90iU/s320/PA170118.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div>This last video is a reproduction of their chant they do before and after the game! It must imitidate the others because they really do get into it. You can see that Austin doesn't have much rhythm...you'll have to work on that Aus! Great job! <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyxeoEd6DiU9wZ2eXOKDmKdeFr_Ju9yt3Asg7ck0baiIo-ItxmPpXyPPF-lpFGerUpHPRfIQdGOgxi37Sqq0g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-91793808630775733622009-10-07T10:00:00.000-07:002009-10-07T10:40:29.661-07:00The Cycle Repeats Itself...So ever since Peyton was little we thought he would love to clog. He loves dancing and he has great rhythm. Well Patty Gasser who is still teaching thank heavens decided she would do a little class. It has been kind of fun watching him learn his dance that I think those of us who took from Patty also did. There is another little boy in his class and also three little girls. They are all pretty cute...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_UqOaND9VrqDQMWXbBljnuRYaAX2lhtrz3wa9BfxQVcm2AUvkh0KmgWUTnsuQCIKT7qhmsKyoFgu_APdU_CKdMYmnIkTzBQDorguVFU9Im7aP_ooMgdKHQfcDwHo-OYMLR9iHtf3Gns/s1600-h/P9150130.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770121454325474" 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/AVvXsEhn_UqOaND9VrqDQMWXbBljnuRYaAX2lhtrz3wa9BfxQVcm2AUvkh0KmgWUTnsuQCIKT7qhmsKyoFgu_APdU_CKdMYmnIkTzBQDorguVFU9Im7aP_ooMgdKHQfcDwHo-OYMLR9iHtf3Gns/s320/P9150130.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Peyton stands by Tyson while warming up. He is doing pretty good during warm-ups...then....<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvwrb2pDBrFICiWwea4q86KzBGgPAzRIKbGS1AA4f9N20ONeyfovRHFHTIu-5MXZ4iSEP7t3ZBTy78dxEJ8NuxqcGzvFl1LzokvTJEwSyr01BGhFNoZrmgpgPWOQYRilApQxO25qKwDy8/s1600-h/P9150125.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383770113762519666" 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/AVvXsEgvwrb2pDBrFICiWwea4q86KzBGgPAzRIKbGS1AA4f9N20ONeyfovRHFHTIu-5MXZ4iSEP7t3ZBTy78dxEJ8NuxqcGzvFl1LzokvTJEwSyr01BGhFNoZrmgpgPWOQYRilApQxO25qKwDy8/s320/P9150125.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />...he gets in front of the mirror and all control and listening vanishes. He begins to pull faces, sit down, run up to the mirror...etc...After a lesson a while ago, we had a come to Jesus talk. I basically threatened him with everything he holds dear if he doesn't listen and do his best. That helped him improve a little...but I think he gets a little tired of marching to the beat of the same drummer and has to go out on his own. But he will be dancing for a Christmas recital I believe! Should be fun! It has brought back a lot memories of when I did this as a kid!<br /><div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxAeppPPu9O-HcGJMU8lTP3qiQXsjIk38TNZ4gyhmD2_0xy-uG7icECWMxZ9ugZUojW2cSMU0X1eStJozcEDw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-1882002016815146582009-09-20T20:43:00.000-07:002009-10-05T22:54:57.791-07:00Them are Some Punkins'So as I write this post(October 5, 2009), I have looked out all day at about three to four inches of snow and sadly wish that fall was just starting...I've loved watching my garden grow all summer. We have been very lucky with all that we were able to harvest. I'm always a little sad as I watch it age and continue to die as the weather gets colder. A while back my dad told us that it was going to freeze and that we needed to gather in our pumpkins. We went out to do that and were kind of sad because they grew so big. Before we gathered these in, we got some great pictures to actually show how big they got. I also had some awesome sunflowers that are all now weighed down with snow. I miss fall already...and my peaches are almost out! Saddest part of the year for me! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1RJRgwf6lNWTYk2ykqkZQVIWda32bb43Pam38mGvGw6YTmv_PUip3t3eCAOB3QPKy74jiOPs_TobHYfleyVb8vMkTxmGtwYOtAXLidEOCqseI-aEWzaTEf0g7ZWDS0pYcCdLJw34HybU/s1600-h/P9170153.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766013429051970" 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/AVvXsEj1RJRgwf6lNWTYk2ykqkZQVIWda32bb43Pam38mGvGw6YTmv_PUip3t3eCAOB3QPKy74jiOPs_TobHYfleyVb8vMkTxmGtwYOtAXLidEOCqseI-aEWzaTEf0g7ZWDS0pYcCdLJw34HybU/s320/P9170153.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We had a really long row this year of over 60 sunflowers. They all got at least 10 feet or taller. They were a pretty and impressive sight! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQr9esLz2DPUbYtC1ErXUqIYoD9jhNeNyVRj0KEAcbTIapFO93vNEG-lag2pPdtldJxsYvejh0_ZQGux1dVOOY049nKQ-2MS11NaP-1i9ejCi8tfjVO7bt3v_TwRJE8IuqLtFVcRApiA/s1600-h/P9170145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766006480387218" 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/AVvXsEgdQr9esLz2DPUbYtC1ErXUqIYoD9jhNeNyVRj0KEAcbTIapFO93vNEG-lag2pPdtldJxsYvejh0_ZQGux1dVOOY049nKQ-2MS11NaP-1i9ejCi8tfjVO7bt3v_TwRJE8IuqLtFVcRApiA/s320/P9170145.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Does anyone have any good ways to get to the seeds? They are millions of them. Last year I tried, but I don't think I did so well! Any suggestions?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7oBkVJszszRVyEsb9vrRh33-RShrwL1bmwK36dpU62922Bpv7xH_M9c5C9NNcxIEXJgrpBYAWWkR_iSwonhUL_xzZiVJi53JafNV-Ug7k9ZBKHLXALVbq07XAEZ1tuXrch1bojHDiBKI/s1600-h/P9170150.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383764722988316226" 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/AVvXsEh7oBkVJszszRVyEsb9vrRh33-RShrwL1bmwK36dpU62922Bpv7xH_M9c5C9NNcxIEXJgrpBYAWWkR_iSwonhUL_xzZiVJi53JafNV-Ug7k9ZBKHLXALVbq07XAEZ1tuXrch1bojHDiBKI/s320/P9170150.JPG" border="0" /></a> Loved these shots of the sunflowers and the sunset! <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_hSIn9CcDGWKS-wh2DdjnMikJZOLUuqMu7a-oWokPVXaZPHPqdfv907-iF01pmigcxvpgduQs_bqgsvFR1TZLNJXTunyBZ6OImEiGJJuVVBMt8ewij4V8jvU2EXUhtPQZENhnae6uCt0/s1600-h/P9170149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383764713128711602" 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/AVvXsEg_hSIn9CcDGWKS-wh2DdjnMikJZOLUuqMu7a-oWokPVXaZPHPqdfv907-iF01pmigcxvpgduQs_bqgsvFR1TZLNJXTunyBZ6OImEiGJJuVVBMt8ewij4V8jvU2EXUhtPQZENhnae6uCt0/s320/P9170149.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><div>Here are some of our pumpkins that really grew this year. My mom told me they are called Turk's turban and they are really good to eat, however, I just wanted to grow them for decoration. We sure had a lot of these...however, our monster pumpkins are what I am the most proud of!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOIS_k9x_D9xAvR7XWkBQZlIx-1F35tlrSmVlh17yxKJMUptgmdhQT97FahBFWiqynHmLvDd5TUEK6gC9JFCSQC2mfIiA0Igjwt6Y2pTK7nOoAdr8updF64pba9bGGKgToP8wnfJ5k0U/s1600-h/P9170160.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383764685414020850" 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/AVvXsEhBOIS_k9x_D9xAvR7XWkBQZlIx-1F35tlrSmVlh17yxKJMUptgmdhQT97FahBFWiqynHmLvDd5TUEK6gC9JFCSQC2mfIiA0Igjwt6Y2pTK7nOoAdr8updF64pba9bGGKgToP8wnfJ5k0U/s320/P9170160.JPG" border="0" /></a> This plant that grew our monster pumpkins went nuts. These two pumpkins actually grew on the other side of the fence because the plant actually through the fence and then the pumpkins sprouted. It was funny because the vine of the pumpkin made it grow through into the fence and so it is deformed to look like a bum crack..we of course refer to it as the bum crack pumpkin! Ha! <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhkNW0Ok5shBm1dBgtHmZQHRB32lV1rOkCNQlkbHvSWh6oZdM6ltimm7ELWnsqXnlggzraEHrKwaYPxUoXg6eBwsDO8rf2WHPgmeN68T7IV0COq2naRDqEuHx1Mts179_RWJqNcEIGBIQ/s1600-h/P9170159.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763476663247186" 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/AVvXsEhhkNW0Ok5shBm1dBgtHmZQHRB32lV1rOkCNQlkbHvSWh6oZdM6ltimm7ELWnsqXnlggzraEHrKwaYPxUoXg6eBwsDO8rf2WHPgmeN68T7IV0COq2naRDqEuHx1Mts179_RWJqNcEIGBIQ/s320/P9170159.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here are the bad boys....We had a hard time lifting them into our wagon to haul out of our garden and we are not sure how we are going to carve them, but we love our huge pumpkins! I believe this is the biggest thing I've ever grown! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUNh5i7GImEQEWFvL3tXxSV1fDi8fBpT-Ztdz63vLkVQfyyzWgt5OvSZL9PJjV5bve0EpSPty_QEul2CepUB2Sl0KxukV_pMP7Hf9cA0-vEeS_ZNWEwU3okkNt8rRBYihUAaZ_ohLG7-Y/s1600-h/P9170158.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763472337294338" 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/AVvXsEhUNh5i7GImEQEWFvL3tXxSV1fDi8fBpT-Ztdz63vLkVQfyyzWgt5OvSZL9PJjV5bve0EpSPty_QEul2CepUB2Sl0KxukV_pMP7Hf9cA0-vEeS_ZNWEwU3okkNt8rRBYihUAaZ_ohLG7-Y/s320/P9170158.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMO3uyBL2D3QvLBuLtm-hO3xd9N2ECPwS8pxcp-Tj6ssRDcvN45EqN4jVATGXlhzYBDL9KgwZhd50XYDGE_4eYcc8K4w_KXhiVQyp_F-eieWF-fz20OSFSDEShxibDk-sAG3nhxiyyKsk/s1600-h/P9170156.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763464606231250" 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/AVvXsEjMO3uyBL2D3QvLBuLtm-hO3xd9N2ECPwS8pxcp-Tj6ssRDcvN45EqN4jVATGXlhzYBDL9KgwZhd50XYDGE_4eYcc8K4w_KXhiVQyp_F-eieWF-fz20OSFSDEShxibDk-sAG3nhxiyyKsk/s320/P9170156.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />These two grew side-by-side. I took Jake's advice and tried to put something up to it to give it perspective. I realize that my foot is not the best thing to put up...however, it was all I had at my disposal. It will show you, though, how it dwarfs my foot. I have big feet and they look small compared to these babies! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq60RHbRf4Z7T-uYtnL_-ndX5eeLWDCQjlqrFxEqZmCR9Vhr80rSD_196zMNEWZFTC96bJVTaR6uAJSu8h-1OLznjTXfwp8KZwAR9mL-3S-7PgPE3YZtAaLhBRJ57dLHotiEBWpsr1TYQ/s1600-h/P9170155.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763454175648930" 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/AVvXsEhq60RHbRf4Z7T-uYtnL_-ndX5eeLWDCQjlqrFxEqZmCR9Vhr80rSD_196zMNEWZFTC96bJVTaR6uAJSu8h-1OLznjTXfwp8KZwAR9mL-3S-7PgPE3YZtAaLhBRJ57dLHotiEBWpsr1TYQ/s320/P9170155.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi86zyduCu-0hM1XMl-TfbBpFN3zoqT8Gj_O9kQlTkDyQjYpnfQqCtKChgXmIhNwk1-p-SdviVvuVjceEXKRnhwaL_GOmfuqX4LoF6EZ1edO7qkJ_mKIW8o_ySTHC52nOfgcFJXtNXJMxU/s1600-h/P9170154.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383763444932627650" 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/AVvXsEi86zyduCu-0hM1XMl-TfbBpFN3zoqT8Gj_O9kQlTkDyQjYpnfQqCtKChgXmIhNwk1-p-SdviVvuVjceEXKRnhwaL_GOmfuqX4LoF6EZ1edO7qkJ_mKIW8o_ySTHC52nOfgcFJXtNXJMxU/s320/P9170154.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We had four total big pumpkins and some more small ones. We are excited for Halloween. So much so, that Peyton has already tried to chop into two of them...hope they make it. We duct-taped the holes he made...we'll see! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-61099190833403525352009-08-27T09:37:00.000-07:002009-08-27T12:23:05.528-07:00Three Steps to Heaven....mmmm!Just in case any of you need a quick and highly fantastic pick me up for the week...may I recommend one of my foods of the gods....It is easy to prepare and very, very good! Step one: Get a bowl and fill it with raspberries (preferably fresh-picked from your own bushes...which does involve a little more work, but is very peaceful!)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373756530806507618" 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/AVvXsEjyPmNedqFctwXHEVILRarm0sEyJ7R5tJmceWaXJpqgZtbmJ7YdL-iPyFWqB2HkEeAR7jj0897iQPEkN6KuAG1vVoLE6Hkf9DPb9_oWbco-NyUb2mH_M0K80oMZT8s3n67PzRxFvpzNzlE/s320/P8120007_01.JPG" border="0" /> Then you need to sprinkle those raspberries with "REAL SUGAR"...no fake imitations will do. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPE8kA17RhWqeWx6eIl4kAMEZt6Ni5zQuI3ICBJOoIboVm65_pahugBB-Ud-MoPpr-uSB5cvj_WwMNV0-iPJihusbokTm9YP8Iyj4hnW5oN3TPvfjhi5tJjGRrlI5ytalX5IkjSJvT1BY/s1600-h/P8120008_01.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373756539075337986" 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/AVvXsEiPE8kA17RhWqeWx6eIl4kAMEZt6Ni5zQuI3ICBJOoIboVm65_pahugBB-Ud-MoPpr-uSB5cvj_WwMNV0-iPJihusbokTm9YP8Iyj4hnW5oN3TPvfjhi5tJjGRrlI5ytalX5IkjSJvT1BY/s320/P8120008_01.JPG" border="0" /></a> Finally you need to then pour on "CREAM"...notice I did not say milk...but cream. Yes the goey kind that sticks to the top of your mouth and coats the raspberries (and later your hips) like a fresh coat of paint! <br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373756552093285026" 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/AVvXsEjPdU5fJV5Z1E7ekz92Jui7mU9za23uEp_OyC0aQlY8vYtQ_f93XVTfQ7cttUXQscORQ_4tcCuHSXNVcyHMHXlE88QIOI1Je60WHW_ZOs5LIJckA4R6JRiyxH_8SzDCx16-zVyeuAmQ1PE/s320/P8120009_01.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div> I guess there is a fourth step and that is to eat! But that is where you will actually experience a little piece of heaven! My great-grandfather used to serve this as a treat when we would go to visit him...I still vaguely remember that. I believe maybe that is why I still like them. There is a little nostalgia involved in it. I've taught my little boy to say "These are to die for..." when he eats them...not literally of course, but figuratively speaking. Those of you who are worried about calories and fat, etc...only once a year won't hurt! I will not be revealing how many times I've participated in this sinfully, heavenly good treat!</div><div> </div><div>Enjoy!</div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-40950288947694174782009-08-25T12:23:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:27:32.512-07:00First Day of School...(a little late!)Okay, so I've been very excited for Peyton to go school. He has also been excited. I'm a little late in posting, but it gave me some time to think about school and education in a different light...from the perspective of a parent. The first thought I had was that Peyton is the first of the third generation of our extended family (my mom and dad) to go to Hamer school. That means we need some cousins to move here quick! Second it made me think about my role as a teacher and how every parent hopes that the teacher will like their child. I hope the teacher will treat him well. I hope she will respect the things we have tried to encourage and overlook some of his faults. I think every parent thinks their child is smart, but I really do and I hope she will challenge him even if others are slower. And if he is slower, I hope she will spend the time to help him. I know also as a parent, you have to be involved which is very hard for me. High school and the kids have been our lives for so long. Even Peyton feels like he belongs here. Now to try to figure all of that out so he has a nice and enriched time at Hamer will be hard for me. I was excited to see him enter the school that I made many great memories and some not so great memories at. I hope he loves it and that he will make friends and be nice and do the things we have taught him...like flushing and washing and not getting in people's space and listening when he is supposed to. He kind of learned a hard lesson after the first day. I looked through his papers and they were supposed to write A's and little a's. He did like three big A's and four or five little a's and then began doodling and not writing his name they way he should and as I was looking through his papers, I got mad and I made him sit down and re-do his school work. I erased his name, I erased his doodles and I told him he could do it right at school or re-do it at home. She had put a sticker on it indicating it was done, and he was a little mad at me, but I told him, he knew how to do it and he was going to do it right. We erased and re-did it and since that time, he has completed his work and written his name much better! Kids will do what you expect and no more. <br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754823850552338" 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/AVvXsEhoIsgM5SYmJJW-7d_2ArDqjV5Ska2zlJWH4kQKCA3Bq1fIzAYYBSNG7P44ND56AKfWdW9wJAu70JvyekSm6Yj87oMhzvTtzRTXHeQiStzHnsCHvCbg4iG9CD4JcrGoZPU3hphwn2aw8jVG/s320/P8190010.JPG" border="0" />He acted so big on the first day. You can see how he is posing...acting like a rock star. It was fun to go in with him. I told my principal I would be late on the first day so I could stay a while with him. It was kind of funny, but he just seemed so ready. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754836918810274" 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/AVvXsEhwfBuS1Dj3l5o1LnzfVtYjJ_PhBgJDyn9gGxxd2mTGKVm9kCpRs088f-CpitttRs-VDUyUB12w4gzxFccjAOp3uhIeoqXKzxLyWYZ3fHiBb5z6CuWfecZv0R089E9QmngeG9J_4m49jkrT/s320/P8190011.JPG" border="0" />We had a bit of a hard time (and are still having) getting him out of bed. He is not a morning person...just like his mom, but we got there and he found his desk. He had to check out all of his stuff to make sure what was there. Unfortunately and (I was not very happy about this, but found out why) we didn't get to buy school supplies for them, the school does it. And even though it was one of my most favorite things to do when school came around, I will deal with it for the years he is at Hamer. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7vxmBRLByMmB5d6I42bLD0lsL8nlJWHWxfVkFE2j5jNXvM0sItPP9E7LT2VC81KbbdExYHZk22VQxz6bSuJAAZ2MQEeDPzk3lqNo7aD_x4uw-h3XG5zkBiqi69Sjn1fYwP3oETOEdsNM/s1600-h/P8190014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754883879434770" 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/AVvXsEi7vxmBRLByMmB5d6I42bLD0lsL8nlJWHWxfVkFE2j5jNXvM0sItPP9E7LT2VC81KbbdExYHZk22VQxz6bSuJAAZ2MQEeDPzk3lqNo7aD_x4uw-h3XG5zkBiqi69Sjn1fYwP3oETOEdsNM/s320/P8190014.JPG" border="0" /></a>The teacher had some quiet work for them to do until all of the kids got there. He was too excited and just wanted to look around and do things and see the kids. But he did try. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijvJBTfwp3icYfW20CyYfKUZRwexkP8f-N2Ce70eLSRdkrLc6lVFWYeDjdx0OalCDjZNUYQq-4sSW5-c07oFXeh7G7R7SCxWR29nebCgd5mOWua358STKNoIPO5QtnZqM0vG2w9foqh73X/s1600-h/P8190013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754866302331410" 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/AVvXsEijvJBTfwp3icYfW20CyYfKUZRwexkP8f-N2Ce70eLSRdkrLc6lVFWYeDjdx0OalCDjZNUYQq-4sSW5-c07oFXeh7G7R7SCxWR29nebCgd5mOWua358STKNoIPO5QtnZqM0vG2w9foqh73X/s320/P8190013.JPG" border="0" /></a> As you can see he sits by a cute little girl that many of you will know as Kirk and Fawn Robbins little girl. He also share a four space with Brian his little friend and Kaylee Dalling who he went to pre-school with at Laurel's house...so he is very comfortable with most of the kids. There are 11 kids in his class. 7 of them are from Hamer and 4 come from Terreton. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRpDdNHGH9nYwNXFttq728pNIjkOIs5RzR86llV03GHQOVlgFR_2UYpUvxRZth1NUbi07INHdP3aN9I8AJroxWlydIPbXJJAYQg4pJtILFL5g0dRORnEPM83aOATLovEPnezwHdfiuA3GX/s1600-h/P8190012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373754855626243042" 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/AVvXsEiRpDdNHGH9nYwNXFttq728pNIjkOIs5RzR86llV03GHQOVlgFR_2UYpUvxRZth1NUbi07INHdP3aN9I8AJroxWlydIPbXJJAYQg4pJtILFL5g0dRORnEPM83aOATLovEPnezwHdfiuA3GX/s320/P8190012.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was so proud of him because he raised his hand and asked if he could go and say hi to one of his friends and the teacher told him no...which I didn't think was that big of deal...school hadn't started yet, but he did mind. He was so cute. He kept saying "You can go now, Mom" and I would say, "I just want to watch a little bit more"...but I left shortly after this. I had thought about not having him ride the bus home because I thought it would be easier to pick him up and round up his stuff, but when Granny got there, he convinced her he wanted to ride the bus...so that is just what he did. He got on Johnny's bus and rode home and has been doing it ever since! <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373755607192339794" 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/AVvXsEjQTkv-vWhiOjhJdJUbaux8B7RtbdQIrz-JEWuONs5NeKlw_5g5G2vipA7NNiLb3rjZ1Xxl0XlWBTi4iC0CUKSFU-yl0OT6I8u6MSvE6pdxh0Ib2w4mxcZglxBymPt_ym6kyuD2t_BebdU/s320/P8190015.JPG" border="0" /><br />For the most part he loves school. As I look at his schedule, and saw reading, math, reading, math, reading and then art, science, social studies, and music (only one for each day of the week and only 30 minutes long) I was a little sad because that is where he has the most fun. I wonder if maybe we aren't getting our priorities mixed up and need to refocus back into those areas, but I told my mom when I was talking with her that I guess that is where parents have to pick up what is not focused on and do it with them at home. So we will be doing more art, science, music, and social studies....The first day was a little bit hectic for me and very, very hot, but it started great and Peyton had a great day! <br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-66862531468975579322009-08-13T08:00:00.000-07:002009-08-13T08:00:04.387-07:00It Was In My Eyes!So I thought our child was finished with the scissor excitement that he was in last year when he cut his pants, his hair, his toys...etc...I thought we had managed to avoid the drastic. But for some reason...after coming home from a cooking class Saturday, I was met at the door by my sick looking husband and my smiling little boy who looked like this! He had taken the scissors and cut his hair...that yes was a little long and that yes I had an appointment to get cut in one week ( I was holding out for school!). He said it was bugging him and that it was in his eyes. Imagine the sinking feeling seeing his hair cut up to his scalp. I can't figure out why when little kids cut their hair like this, they actually think it is okay and looks good and why they have to go clear up to the scalp right in the front where it is so noticeable! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369202945733202290" 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/AVvXsEhyc90LZoqvqoDDvlvrzwwe83UQpumBXitbDsCWnTplmck-zbYDM_qgavVa1jTF-ELz5eUxCeR4_6x1tu7VBKLuorxcvzujrG1JrX9sw3cK-SKh5WEVHIN74nZYOtS_UJFWoSU-e6br1YY/s320/P8010001.JPG" border="0" /> I wasn't really happy with him and I told him when I was taking a picture because I might laugh in a few years, but I was very mad at him...(okay not really...but I had to make a point! I used to do this stuff too!) So I desparatley called Raquel who switched his appointment and managed to fit him. She worked wonders, but it is still a little TOO short for me. He likes the spike and thinks he is really grown-up. I keep hoping that maybe it will grow a little bit before school. It looks like someone set a bowl on his head and cut. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369202951493476722" 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/AVvXsEhWzkIVvtDjLmDtrntJDhsvTS9llbUtVLIbarGqYBu63OsfxuBrGAr56OzKmB175YjthR3cGFgralXyKJj-RegLNlkJRN8iWqS7XkevovNIQZoOh1mfbC0ftjOGfTVXh3IRCMhdyfwnFeA/s320/P8010002.JPG" border="0" />Someone actually thought we got his hair cut like this on purpose. We didn't. He did this and I guess next time when he tells us to cut his hair and it is bugging him. I will call immediatley! Ha! <br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369202967510798002" 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/AVvXsEj6mMqG6knZ8UOPeiEc8z5shAAyT1FkHf16ool9eHMCpBSNHjTtM3yWlIsxKG8HfV8tL_BRMN_8OrqkFhjVd3-uZZcY3hxTkuGqeGh9H2tdbW5dxF_5tT1-RfSXNb1VvunFyHxGbNBY-WM/s320/P8010004.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1072430317719205510.post-22234511169247109792009-08-12T10:00:00.000-07:002009-08-12T13:40:14.604-07:00Oh What Do You Do In the Summer Time?As I contemplate going back to school and wondering where summer went, I can't help but feel like I didn't get all that I wanted to do accomplished. There were many projects and goals that I had this summer that kind of went by the wayside. However, this summer was very relaxing, fun, and provided a much needed break from my hectic life. This summer seemed to be one of learning for Peyton and a lot of fun for both Andy and I. We did many activities with him that seemed to be some major stepping stones. He just learned and did so many fun things. We can't wait to see what he has in store this coming year with school starting, piano lessons, and starting clogging with Patty. We are excited to see him do things and be excited for things. It is kind of sad and scary to send your child out into the "mean world". You hope he is ready and the world will be kind to him. You hope you have given him the skills he needs to make a successful start. This summer showed me how much fun it is to watch him grow.<br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VzAQkfl2Te748vsNOGHzxoYnu8qeVrt-Qwz32eTLdVdEPwBKagMVaANrRywOCPXdfHuyLFI96jo-Sf_5bYUA7IRZIALfYGHglfpNUtJhdc2IMKxx1-dnH3Q_rKnGWR-6Kg-RPRRMzmQ/s1600-h/P6290146.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369145631100241442" 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/AVvXsEj7VzAQkfl2Te748vsNOGHzxoYnu8qeVrt-Qwz32eTLdVdEPwBKagMVaANrRywOCPXdfHuyLFI96jo-Sf_5bYUA7IRZIALfYGHglfpNUtJhdc2IMKxx1-dnH3Q_rKnGWR-6Kg-RPRRMzmQ/s320/P6290146.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was from a rafting trip our whole family did at our cabin. I will be posting more of those pictures in another post, but I know that Peyton loved this trip. We all had a lot of fun.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369158686115668514" 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/AVvXsEjUBgG0Siv0V2PDnfVZRexhGkQ4yyZWAbJoEr2rD2bRH7iB9q7iJqf3Z7MVwOFjINVo8VNQOT-uUq5SVSXx1PvlcyGFLWenrTHMiWgUiupWzSwUA2HYo97Ia7Q-bIRn_D7X5F0bihk2Qvc/s320/P6280016.JPG" border="0" />One thing that Peyton really loved doing this whole summer was taking four wheeler rides. He actually can run one of these by himself and does pretty well driving. It is a little scary turning the reins over to a five year old, but he does it well.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeLOdP_2K6DfYXB9P8C5iASKLVopT_V22JqaBbojiXXBRJPNw973mWv4H0rMZTaR09R-QRVdSJb2czvM3SQdmum6Lo7kaIYx6VR4hqJykWkdYtJ8au-HIH1lXbjxvjiOspjaMKFx_5a4/s1600-h/P6230082.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369142854713303138" 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/AVvXsEiLeLOdP_2K6DfYXB9P8C5iASKLVopT_V22JqaBbojiXXBRJPNw973mWv4H0rMZTaR09R-QRVdSJb2czvM3SQdmum6Lo7kaIYx6VR4hqJykWkdYtJ8au-HIH1lXbjxvjiOspjaMKFx_5a4/s320/P6230082.JPG" border="0" /></a> T-ball was pretty miserable for me and for him I think. He had really fun and nice coaches and lots of little kids as you can see, but his mom wants him to learn right and he doesn't really want to do much. I had a hard time not wanting to yell at him the whole time to do it right while I watched him roll around on the ground or run the wrong way...etc... It was not too much fun for either of us, but he finished and hopefully next year, when he gets into some games and sports maybe start making a little more sense, it will be more enjoyable for both of us. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369142864534424754" 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/AVvXsEgvuobT38UeL801vNMIrAEwxIj69yQsvOqJmoMyW6Z7ArS9L3zjZKtIpvY9lmwgev5D59Yzxt7HmyOjhn_CrdaeEHJr6Yvc4miMffCSDzXdK218aTLvWIOkEy7SFXMkPpqF1bYJ52mbvak/s320/P6230073.JPG" border="0" /> He did love swimming lessons and really seemed to be at the right age for these. I would have loved to have him take longer, but driving into Idaho Falls every day stinks. I don't know how Andy does it. For some reason this was the highlight of the summer for him...swimming lessons and swimming in general. I think maybe we will try to do some more this year, since the Apple offers swimming all year. He learned a lot but still takes after his mom a little with regards to water in his face and nose and eyes...we both do not like this.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364362978503465842" 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/AVvXsEiJ8vfVh9AQymq2K5YgJxD6_RsR_O5_OppaNzONkk6e5fc9NHyPveHcGa_p5J6K0gQltMSTFRY7B_TERRd3Z371LqB0J_Ry68ovt2tnKZZnxoFEQ_nv44C4nVLkvYsP8JpWUjIXVmVRx1Q/s320/P7110011.JPG" border="0" />These two pictures are at one of the many cooking contests that Andy and I entered this year. So far we have won 500$ (we have two more we are participating in). My winning recipe has been on the cover of the Idaho Falls magazine, we have cooked and experimented with some yummy stuff and hope to continue doing well. We have really enjoyed these cooking competitions. This particular competition had singers as you can see Peyton is enjoying the guitar player and drummer, they had all you could eat ice cream, and we came away with some awards. Andy finally got a medal and two of my entries won prizes. I however fell from first place and had to settle for a second and a third! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364362966076663922" 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/AVvXsEjqAkvhs6qO7nGUfmqSnib8eURB9xWBmHbkorr1Xp7hOZB6xXQanf1hI0uTgsq7kg_nWQXM0Xyo-mB0eylFc93IjtDbyw7lkaugKIZSV3nAJteEd2Ewmubw_Ow8UKaf6e0won1ds1JGyKY/s320/P7110019.JPG" border="0" /> Peyton mastered the art of riding a bike this summer. I will admit it was harder than I thought to teach a kid to ride without training wheels. It was awful sending him riding and to watch him fall...time after time...but we stayed strong, took off the training wheels...did not cave and put them back on, nursed a few scrapes, overcome a few crying fits, and now he is doing awesome and is wearing his parents out to go on countless bike rides. He rode clear up to Debbie Ball's house and back with his dad last night after running around in the gym at the school for 2 hours. Oh, to bottle that kind of energy! He can stop and start by himself, he is starting to practice tricks and he has discovered a little bit of freedom that riding a bike provides. His mother worries a little but loves to watch him accomplishing things that are hard!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156930714728690" 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/AVvXsEhlIoXMG_BfUs1Ilyr-fcOn6ysTaUbzjZFJXblVAE_iN33B51GbVWw-ayzTbYP4aHzjofJ_Mwzj7jqGxGTzBoVpPSbirybVmsR1eMvKx0aayAVa_rUetJXRrqxw4vDhAU1Lmk491rQEGIw/s320/P7200061.JPG" border="0" /> We drug out our pool and as you can see from his face, he prefers a pool that is heated. This little guy gets cold really quickly and did not really enjoy the pool in the yard! But we did have a fun day of water fighting that day.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364362950015170562" 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/AVvXsEh8sDFWHdNtoHm1AGosMgJIAle4bxYYPNYseQw_McILHw5FcCj2IYSxE19YkvAhGc82S86es0xPXrzJrcwKqUKM5sfjxZqrGkf9ozJC_VSwZSlll-dUnVEGjc9SZITnPYcVku3ocv9zeZ8/s320/P7170019.JPG" border="0" /> These next two pictures show a precious little girl who came and visited this summer. We are hoping that she will become a member of our home. We are trying to adopt her, but we don't know what will happen. As you can see it was a wonderful, stressful, learning, growing, amazing three days for us...we hope that she will join our home soon. Please pray for us if you need something to pray about! ha!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156948745315394" 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/AVvXsEioCCUsoDLAHcuFNZPXV-b6XFJXjihR1IeYA-4uEmjPgJ0zD2aVznWAGR0-c8zD35_dkseclHP9oEffThLpvJJJ3GIvKZUXq6WFfBisA9GJviAkrMD6eJIMfKZ7mpk6kFZLB-5_g7RLdF0/s320/P7200026.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156939347125778" 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/AVvXsEi51B9cjRBx1qXK6X15nYJ9u8_VZ_DKDwW6j-MdyrwRMADb8xL_O6JO3ChxYNYC9WyLD1qihcSJed9K86NAsVNLyhKgi_OJ-776uafoqVLinojFGuxs4GQkVGgmIImyRfE4xLqYm2XTZG8/s320/P7210080.JPG" border="0" /> Peyts will be a great older brother, but there will be some adjusting on his part. This whole place has been his kingdom and he will have to share it. I believe though, just like this picture shows that he will great with her.<br /><br /><div>We of course took the traditional trip to Tautphus park, however, we didn't do the zoo. We got there a little late, so we just did the airplanes and miniature golf. Peyton didn't like either. He told the operater of the airplanes that he wanted to get out right now....and he got bored after one hole of golf. Needless to say, Andy and I wanted to play, but he just wanted to smack the ball around...it was a quick 18 holes. I must also say that we were very disappointed with the condition of the golf course and Tautphus park in general. It is looking old and run down. They could use some of the money they used in the skate park there to fix it up!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364362962775306402" 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/AVvXsEidC3_eqsO0Uf2JKgljRD5PP3eU_oOEi39jHVvCuCxhhzgdopnUqeEJKWVOLM7f8e1EGyBzRlAaqT6-ETc3-oC9Jor-T4VYR-0v1UTlXMpQokuxfnn0TJENdAxAd7qHwNNSM8fI2Ps4QcQ/s320/P7160007.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364362955155838098" 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/AVvXsEjhb_VyiZxcJ7o25QX_tXWW7dX6_Y55IC1oby5K3t3IdQzl5tyRy3bAZchb-1z4M9BG0Ee_AIfRw1BU5rpZndU5ZsEstqgJmH2_BbPBcgx3udz5njvSBGNlZHvosKvJu-Dloak_3z9seL0/s320/P7160004.JPG" border="0" /><br />We also made our annual trip to Jackson...we usually do it in June around our anniversary, but we were busy then I guess???. We thought Peyton would like the wild west shoot out that I thought would be great, but was a little cheesy. However he loved it and even got a bullet from one of the "real cowboys" that he fired in the show. Of course then we had to visit the shops and we found a real cowboy belt that Peyton had to buy. He purchased it with his money he won from the parade....so I guess his mom didn't really have a say in that one.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzxbVsHppIycMqOJrUdwxXX-ZNnONY5Sf3huxslTZWOJMBpYPIJw_ah4RkXDFAmg8qaf6HFDup9OqB8ibJSlxouC7E2YDyrLN7-tgqgketJMHkyoOG-2V7e8A3MA6RXsBPyXY6Myn-rs/s1600-h/P7240016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369142846317747314" 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/AVvXsEgMzxbVsHppIycMqOJrUdwxXX-ZNnONY5Sf3huxslTZWOJMBpYPIJw_ah4RkXDFAmg8qaf6HFDup9OqB8ibJSlxouC7E2YDyrLN7-tgqgketJMHkyoOG-2V7e8A3MA6RXsBPyXY6Myn-rs/s320/P7240016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />For some reason when we go in stores, we love to try on funny hats and take pictures. This is just a tradition that Andy and I have done when we travel. I thought this was a pretty funny one.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLnsxWjTA4LK4jXIRRH4Fsxc3IvS2ZiY3DtjzCg_xrCOWRALjEIbSY8BXR0HJ_OYj9wHn_xrs1rmeaHq9Pzf8QK8ZtkAfStX_Jhg2zxAJk6BUhD0oHhyphenhyphenYDBxoCMKcyKtcTfAHZlmW0qFU/s1600-h/P7240009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369142836013375634" 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/AVvXsEiLnsxWjTA4LK4jXIRRH4Fsxc3IvS2ZiY3DtjzCg_xrCOWRALjEIbSY8BXR0HJ_OYj9wHn_xrs1rmeaHq9Pzf8QK8ZtkAfStX_Jhg2zxAJk6BUhD0oHhyphenhyphenYDBxoCMKcyKtcTfAHZlmW0qFU/s320/P7240009.JPG" border="0" /></a>Peyton wasn't too sure for a second if this thing was real or not! When he discovered it wasn't going to attack him, he thought it was pretty cool.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369153179268955330" 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/AVvXsEjoBIYs-8HKQHDkgtmT2wChJifh073DNEd_4daKx-rJ5nppzwiAhXCF1VVWiDc4At5CeF_1fXZXzbvLw4Q0X7wW5_FJ7bTRj1u4FdA6QzkZZluk1l78wogcassYsQHXtYpQoXtjnVhZ-hc/s320/P7240008.JPG" border="0" /> Of course, the traditional Jackson picture. We then went to the Playhouse which was featuring Grease. I love the Jackson Hole Playhouse because they just do such a great job acting and singing. We didn't know how Peyts would like it, but he loved it. He watched entranced the whole night. I missed the slow-motion fight scene and thought that it is getting more expensive each time we go, but I'm glad we got to fit this trip in....</div><div>So this is what we did in the summer time...with a few other things. I read a whole bunch and really got hooked into books about the Holocaust. I've never really been interested, but I read four this summer and really am intriguied...all from very different points of view, all fiction, but all based upon actual things that happened. I would love anymore suggestions of good books about this. I'm sad summer is ending. It has been for the most part a very peaceful, needed break. We have a lot of fun memories....</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08636022593668858047noreply@blogger.com3