tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85539002024-03-20T02:48:47.456-07:00New Jersey DiariesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger91125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-41268681642879487312010-12-02T11:43:00.001-08:002010-12-02T11:43:42.893-08:00Merry Christmas!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSJ7ag6Mi6d24zCUMFtEsHje8uBR7JGftPmR_syPgt4bw81xRgO5hg17SmCR4r8CmSNgh_JnqJwKn8q-CUxdg5qtSsZNCcYIBObQKL8xF-un86GlhnM8nSvgO_taVse17dW4NbBw/s1600/christmascard.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSJ7ag6Mi6d24zCUMFtEsHje8uBR7JGftPmR_syPgt4bw81xRgO5hg17SmCR4r8CmSNgh_JnqJwKn8q-CUxdg5qtSsZNCcYIBObQKL8xF-un86GlhnM8nSvgO_taVse17dW4NbBw/s200/christmascard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546172941161660178" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-75441601355265931382010-11-06T15:06:00.000-07:002010-11-06T15:20:22.384-07:00Because it's funny, that's why.before the cross-country move, alexander was worried about what we would do with his cactus. naturally, we took it along as a traveling companion and documented its cross-country journey.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9VhD5RG0VSiZcDmXmo__RdOT19xNORR1xCyjfpHqSGHbDOB_ybcfb-H6cuq9woaQwHlZ7NGtW2FVNKzx2bRATZ-6NhqEAMrwIGLI923Cd0Wq-oMUq9GZgCqdeOPSLqsP0xWUOg/s1600/wyomingcrossroads.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg9VhD5RG0VSiZcDmXmo__RdOT19xNORR1xCyjfpHqSGHbDOB_ybcfb-H6cuq9woaQwHlZ7NGtW2FVNKzx2bRATZ-6NhqEAMrwIGLI923Cd0Wq-oMUq9GZgCqdeOPSLqsP0xWUOg/s200/wyomingcrossroads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562652605712306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />stormy skies at a wyoming crossroads.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsptw2vpJpr7YGG_a6jh3A_cxHa_BVvqgdZhS2wTrcVG3tJqpbmU2JTvFKfSjO8BlaeFuZP5k29Bdz5m4GshKEugSmlW-w43OXJmAAYeSIcoLxsa9Yjg6HBOV-C9YLcd1VzG9cTA/s1600/thisisabadidea.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsptw2vpJpr7YGG_a6jh3A_cxHa_BVvqgdZhS2wTrcVG3tJqpbmU2JTvFKfSjO8BlaeFuZP5k29Bdz5m4GshKEugSmlW-w43OXJmAAYeSIcoLxsa9Yjg6HBOV-C9YLcd1VzG9cTA/s200/thisisabadidea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562654377198210" border="0" /></a>re-thinking this whole "balance a cactus on my head" thing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2f3muABDZP5VVUCD0pL1RmMvB_xlePIGwQfJTQ_4S0wQsHC-0Rs_eM4hIkt1sxiLbQXR8wNRSb7w4WEHq_gF4_XkRdewPqjqmt5pqXokHO-satYfmUJD8IwFnLwI-ML5eKGzrQ/s1600/rollinghillsofPA.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO2f3muABDZP5VVUCD0pL1RmMvB_xlePIGwQfJTQ_4S0wQsHC-0Rs_eM4hIkt1sxiLbQXR8wNRSb7w4WEHq_gF4_XkRdewPqjqmt5pqXokHO-satYfmUJD8IwFnLwI-ML5eKGzrQ/s200/rollinghillsofPA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562650332037570" border="0" /></a>the rolling hills of pennsylvania. this was one of the prettiest parts of the drive. also the raniest.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDM6piwy7TrwnsUdMIiMPt_efud8lG4azOa9kSd8cBt2Qvktx7TugcbJAcBBAt1hMwQJVuw3B4pQYr20j5BSxzGuLfbuX_0pCVDbburgzbEzi-xVP3F0A6U18aPpdBI5ZntAQuBg/s1600/maybeindiana.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDM6piwy7TrwnsUdMIiMPt_efud8lG4azOa9kSd8cBt2Qvktx7TugcbJAcBBAt1hMwQJVuw3B4pQYr20j5BSxzGuLfbuX_0pCVDbburgzbEzi-xVP3F0A6U18aPpdBI5ZntAQuBg/s200/maybeindiana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562641085427826" border="0" /></a>maybe somewhere in indiana? sadly, we didn't eat at the country fixin's restaurant.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8UGR6BB_9Exzd_ahsUc384AATybAQwcMVr576g_o-i4xaYC6rHGwR09e3XhyphenhyphenBtVLfl9REj-awmfI9keAZVQavvbDBMDLJnV3eG7pbRruLTT7ZmrsdAmFF7CE9MuHKAEwvPMufnw/s1600/lostpillowhere.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8UGR6BB_9Exzd_ahsUc384AATybAQwcMVr576g_o-i4xaYC6rHGwR09e3XhyphenhyphenBtVLfl9REj-awmfI9keAZVQavvbDBMDLJnV3eG7pbRruLTT7ZmrsdAmFF7CE9MuHKAEwvPMufnw/s200/lostpillowhere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562633446248146" border="0" /></a>ah, holiday inn express, how i love thee...that is until i realized i left my pillow here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXdc1QJEu1l4YD573HGDNdLXSFw_Kw5yvq9f8DxnCh_dn67286nMUmfEhOriB5WlP4WhbgQKPH0bpQlcYtGshBj7Q0YSqd_t38SYE02Q1MIRkPIAHU7S05aXVZhRUAdeip4GHSg/s1600/leavingiowa.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwXdc1QJEu1l4YD573HGDNdLXSFw_Kw5yvq9f8DxnCh_dn67286nMUmfEhOriB5WlP4WhbgQKPH0bpQlcYtGshBj7Q0YSqd_t38SYE02Q1MIRkPIAHU7S05aXVZhRUAdeip4GHSg/s200/leavingiowa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562485779676514" border="0" /></a>leaving iowa. thank goodness. onto nebraska...not much better.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKYLDs_ZtkZDKRlKJJzNThv_2Jqt1ByNrFGByhcU-6Ify95Ubrk2EUDOUsJ3OcApzxD6eP4W1Y-3_YY7KLllogPf2J_2AF5VsRJPE48YvHJbdHZ8AVorlJkKM6pmdO3cK52aWFXA/s1600/jakewithtruck.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKYLDs_ZtkZDKRlKJJzNThv_2Jqt1ByNrFGByhcU-6Ify95Ubrk2EUDOUsJ3OcApzxD6eP4W1Y-3_YY7KLllogPf2J_2AF5VsRJPE48YvHJbdHZ8AVorlJkKM6pmdO3cK52aWFXA/s200/jakewithtruck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562481535718914" border="0" /></a>we stopped for gas one million times.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfq4tkDwlcpVqaksUdVnmWdPfZxE-0HLVjRsShXD-uwb33qte4H-o0XmD7ZFgQdzXaDI1MGw0faavKL30sxtu7WuLKuAOk-dlTx2NB33PPvdwBnPD-aAFBnRk8vAE9izVbGcumg/s1600/iowa.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhfq4tkDwlcpVqaksUdVnmWdPfZxE-0HLVjRsShXD-uwb33qte4H-o0XmD7ZFgQdzXaDI1MGw0faavKL30sxtu7WuLKuAOk-dlTx2NB33PPvdwBnPD-aAFBnRk8vAE9izVbGcumg/s200/iowa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562462239690034" border="0" /></a>iowa cornfields and sunny skies.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFWZkKtQd93GuRc6BKR0mwPeEHabEHZ3qmcs6biCtSUseGXxMn26MHC0b2uREwNtCl-UCwhYyC1R7aHlSu_pXcOYn-Y9g9K4K_EycQWLPIYFDHPGFz0Mo9K2glIhCDNN9lnV9FwQ/s1600/intothesunset.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFWZkKtQd93GuRc6BKR0mwPeEHabEHZ3qmcs6biCtSUseGXxMn26MHC0b2uREwNtCl-UCwhYyC1R7aHlSu_pXcOYn-Y9g9K4K_EycQWLPIYFDHPGFz0Mo9K2glIhCDNN9lnV9FwQ/s200/intothesunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562446881071250" border="0" /></a>westward ho! driving into the sunset. and driving...and driving...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl15L_S-7CKCdoVPV-2AbJ6vGw3DY73knD4-0oOczdpVtwo5mYTKG-Va1qn5gY3RaTTDzO-Gov2RZipu-Vn0g0oxK7tPuJaxs8iNjjcGeAh9huAiK3M25nImu4bXLfpIZKDMh5ZA/s1600/hottubcactus.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl15L_S-7CKCdoVPV-2AbJ6vGw3DY73knD4-0oOczdpVtwo5mYTKG-Va1qn5gY3RaTTDzO-Gov2RZipu-Vn0g0oxK7tPuJaxs8iNjjcGeAh9huAiK3M25nImu4bXLfpIZKDMh5ZA/s200/hottubcactus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562441948162914" border="0" /></a>jakes's totally gonna get lucky tonight.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrXLaihe3_0n6GgdEtD5LrCtRMpqdhnfl3a3Jhc-9acUSEoJW22XB6b-WBhYyPz3S4XecdYLrjudkuXr0iO170emjjkZUsVQGEf7y_EumE3F7LgYScY1nxxH184wY109YGgq9puQ/s1600/handcart.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrXLaihe3_0n6GgdEtD5LrCtRMpqdhnfl3a3Jhc-9acUSEoJW22XB6b-WBhYyPz3S4XecdYLrjudkuXr0iO170emjjkZUsVQGEf7y_EumE3F7LgYScY1nxxH184wY109YGgq9puQ/s200/handcart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562298457871490" border="0" /></a>the pioneers loved their cacti and traditionally carried one in every handcart.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgarpv15-8MLja6qbLjf0WDPzYtDSJJ0sma6AlTTOgPvOdgodlMncviv-IPJh5gOzESgElLPDNn0k7wTEHcpWrJcORgB3MHK3L_pXf3W5vcc29IehgYnUQwnuwk2H7mVmmUUWSziQ/s1600/gassingup.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgarpv15-8MLja6qbLjf0WDPzYtDSJJ0sma6AlTTOgPvOdgodlMncviv-IPJh5gOzESgElLPDNn0k7wTEHcpWrJcORgB3MHK3L_pXf3W5vcc29IehgYnUQwnuwk2H7mVmmUUWSziQ/s200/gassingup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562294310110658" border="0" /></a>wait...is this the same picture of jake with the cactus getting gas? nope, it's different.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-gv9e5p93qx7L0ox3KvMPyhag9DRfN8TqgEP40pDGe5uW_OWhW8pVXlPBAuVNmKbZvV0FTwyR4I2VVIgNyqvgsPIfZAqFxpLn2xJ_V-BFSdmGwWpwy_n5mREhJCwlUB5kvF0FA/s1600/fancyadip.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-gv9e5p93qx7L0ox3KvMPyhag9DRfN8TqgEP40pDGe5uW_OWhW8pVXlPBAuVNmKbZvV0FTwyR4I2VVIgNyqvgsPIfZAqFxpLn2xJ_V-BFSdmGwWpwy_n5mREhJCwlUB5kvF0FA/s200/fancyadip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562286182091538" border="0" /></a>the cactus, feeling particularly parched, contemplates a refreshing dip in the pool.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8P-jiAuVYBFJ2wMeSK3WQqP61_vY_AEjuu9Nwym8pInO1D4Isjv1Mu6kM-sX1OQJWBXINbgSPe5g3cJnQUdhmas09lq2-KCGRo7mn2XE84g3S7a_1vzz0BEDFCDlhzrjTBqYptg/s1600/councilbluffsvisitorcenter.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8P-jiAuVYBFJ2wMeSK3WQqP61_vY_AEjuu9Nwym8pInO1D4Isjv1Mu6kM-sX1OQJWBXINbgSPe5g3cJnQUdhmas09lq2-KCGRo7mn2XE84g3S7a_1vzz0BEDFCDlhzrjTBqYptg/s200/councilbluffsvisitorcenter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562278715346050" border="0" /></a>cactus is here. (council bluffs historic site.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipKhfN_0gCzLlVEancHKDR_yuGi6iKY3OhjTODICdDhENjl5M23mDlyv2sSo1J48eu2M5Ftn2DuaKvuBGpl2d8mN8vOBPvF9CdAUOlk80UP4Qr_9A_QYBwgh1eWDQmkkDLzPbXSQ/s1600/careful.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipKhfN_0gCzLlVEancHKDR_yuGi6iKY3OhjTODICdDhENjl5M23mDlyv2sSo1J48eu2M5Ftn2DuaKvuBGpl2d8mN8vOBPvF9CdAUOlk80UP4Qr_9A_QYBwgh1eWDQmkkDLzPbXSQ/s200/careful.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536562264776277714" border="0" /></a>i preferred the "holding the cactus on my head" thing.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-77228349186766778662010-09-09T10:50:00.001-07:002010-09-09T10:58:48.008-07:00First DayI had mixed feelings about the first day of school this year. We are so happy to be going back to University Heights, but thought we would be somewhere else...it's also kinda weird starting a new year of school in one place and knowing you will finish it somewhere else, but not knowing when that transition will happen.<br /><br />Add that to the fact that my babies are now in fourth and first grade, and I have all the usual proud mama feelings mashed up with all the "where did the time go?" feelings. So, without further ado, here are the obligatory "FIRST DAY" photos:<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZjeVCXMUh12-9Ng6Ndf1WeUaNL0uMFcEP48elwoxcY0XWjSyhYzOCsHOzuLsXtHXk2DwADv7JPYJkKOEUT9Z9oNN4-87v_35_MFpvUHXZChAWgdlT_QOfQi27xex1Y6fAtWavA/s1600/xfirstday2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkZjeVCXMUh12-9Ng6Ndf1WeUaNL0uMFcEP48elwoxcY0XWjSyhYzOCsHOzuLsXtHXk2DwADv7JPYJkKOEUT9Z9oNN4-87v_35_MFpvUHXZChAWgdlT_QOfQi27xex1Y6fAtWavA/s200/xfirstday2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514973536949672786" border="0" /></a><br />Can't ever seem to catch this kid with a real smile anymore, but he put on his best fake one.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWC15GsCy_kw-HX9WHYeXQ1xBQDJiMd-LGkvpm4dAVPlpRu6cIeO5xO8gbTMIzoK9Z29xzDPwsMi0f9474z0cjEFlS7jsa7Tl4cnzIRCNiAeDWAvt16O7t_R93QKtRJb3WystZDw/s1600/hfirstday2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWC15GsCy_kw-HX9WHYeXQ1xBQDJiMd-LGkvpm4dAVPlpRu6cIeO5xO8gbTMIzoK9Z29xzDPwsMi0f9474z0cjEFlS7jsa7Tl4cnzIRCNiAeDWAvt16O7t_R93QKtRJb3WystZDw/s200/hfirstday2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514973534463669490" border="0" /></a>Hadley, on the other hand has to be restrained from "posing". Kind of a cutie, though, don't you think?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipkOWGtuayKuwZTHZKsxhDU8IJfcUSKvYyO0D_OrjPW7UlTzNGpkm0jVfeDowfe0Ta_jniE0ayR4j32eYZMIDll3hy6iJwrFM44WDItG4Hff9v0wklVpeSYzwNeyfvNXY5VWLOiw/s1600/xanderfirstday20110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipkOWGtuayKuwZTHZKsxhDU8IJfcUSKvYyO0D_OrjPW7UlTzNGpkm0jVfeDowfe0Ta_jniE0ayR4j32eYZMIDll3hy6iJwrFM44WDItG4Hff9v0wklVpeSYzwNeyfvNXY5VWLOiw/s200/xanderfirstday20110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514973518374704626" border="0" /></a>This one is a little better. LOVE the cool shirt grandma sent...she probably just thought it was a lovely beach scene, but if you look closely, the palm trees and surf boards (obscured by his hands) actually make a skull. Awesome!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQfuCzwvL6Osz2fUiWspabnB7-_v6eLjgU_ilaYH7mJZAgSU26U9y3AS3A-V3VRdSKoAAnJifSlK3g2UjVwxjatSIO2pmYvWuNI5gVWgw6QSlVzAD990tlSGgzDofV75M-uP7nA/s1600/hadleyfirstday2010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidQfuCzwvL6Osz2fUiWspabnB7-_v6eLjgU_ilaYH7mJZAgSU26U9y3AS3A-V3VRdSKoAAnJifSlK3g2UjVwxjatSIO2pmYvWuNI5gVWgw6QSlVzAD990tlSGgzDofV75M-uP7nA/s200/hadleyfirstday2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514973513897659890" border="0" /></a>Drat! Eyes closed, but a cute shot nonetheless. I dig the skinny black pants and she is in love with the denim top. If you look close, one of the top buttons is a peace sign. That was the clincher for her wanting to buy the shirt. She's leaning a little rock n'roll this year, and the new haircut accentuates that. She just looks so big! Seriously, when did that happen?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-54038471847594706612010-08-22T16:23:00.001-07:002010-08-22T16:27:47.895-07:00Birthday Girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoncLYKNWs7f_MpH7tpuQTWbXtJTFE_9Cl6l5qXwKKr3PbXV1GejiUGfW72ar55Ya6fYI8_p1ZiVxqz4r1Bkit7JqgMGxGVQzvQABNujkiekwKO8EovK2SVqmIRQLjM5ch3TUbA/s1600/presents.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoncLYKNWs7f_MpH7tpuQTWbXtJTFE_9Cl6l5qXwKKr3PbXV1GejiUGfW72ar55Ya6fYI8_p1ZiVxqz4r1Bkit7JqgMGxGVQzvQABNujkiekwKO8EovK2SVqmIRQLjM5ch3TUbA/s200/presents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379730924760658" border="0" /></a>Opening presents -- she caught onto this quickly!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirt0Q6RfzLacFLdG0vY68St2foTChv2FjiMVkssvt3C33uPtOXnRzGWPw41q7_6Fd0KxvlUYbgS8GBbKv8_AiShK9j10Z72wUcIYgQEu3y7-mrB3NFA9AsdTGmmWg2aQmRFr8f4Q/s1600/tinydancer.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirt0Q6RfzLacFLdG0vY68St2foTChv2FjiMVkssvt3C33uPtOXnRzGWPw41q7_6Fd0KxvlUYbgS8GBbKv8_AiShK9j10Z72wUcIYgQEu3y7-mrB3NFA9AsdTGmmWg2aQmRFr8f4Q/s200/tinydancer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379723159996706" border="0" /></a>Followed by dancing on the tabletop...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxrTM50BXY6k_dBQ8P3jw-Xc73qn_PG3m0QkQmOIJOtsdbVLnWg65KMV0vMrhXP2eyz-9p4rtktzMCkQzVwB8kodsbAh6XpnotVYyYyIXlYSIQS5MfHK9qIhZY4BO_tekVE6lRg/s1600/partygirl2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxrTM50BXY6k_dBQ8P3jw-Xc73qn_PG3m0QkQmOIJOtsdbVLnWg65KMV0vMrhXP2eyz-9p4rtktzMCkQzVwB8kodsbAh6XpnotVYyYyIXlYSIQS5MfHK9qIhZY4BO_tekVE6lRg/s200/partygirl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379720783604482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_Vylj2S6KYYwZrYm86IllI6a7O0N460vFAkiH77YOJzROFXkawxvtFVBMVzJUH3yQgqc3pTwwWsR5aN_84tyXas_tgNZlG8tBA3BUHsf54SPls3AdexMeazHL3GZDUMiaxiXrw/s1600/partygirl.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ_Vylj2S6KYYwZrYm86IllI6a7O0N460vFAkiH77YOJzROFXkawxvtFVBMVzJUH3yQgqc3pTwwWsR5aN_84tyXas_tgNZlG8tBA3BUHsf54SPls3AdexMeazHL3GZDUMiaxiXrw/s200/partygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379716551670930" border="0" /></a>And more table-top twirls.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNnGVyYUM5_8Akxl38s1JOAgps4GaSK34PSybxXh6tj9C0DMNPlR5ngbOyTHwJRdEiqQeU5ahpYUOgBkOuSNKLgTEpzHdqEyR2EfctaM9II9VdU6NDKjvucKKEm9Nswo_8TNiWIA/s1600/apple.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNnGVyYUM5_8Akxl38s1JOAgps4GaSK34PSybxXh6tj9C0DMNPlR5ngbOyTHwJRdEiqQeU5ahpYUOgBkOuSNKLgTEpzHdqEyR2EfctaM9II9VdU6NDKjvucKKEm9Nswo_8TNiWIA/s200/apple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379094258788498" border="0" /></a>Sweet Ruby is the apple of our eye, so what's more fitting than an apple tree cake for her second birthday? She couldn't resist sneaking a bit of icing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh262l6u1TvZDysxiT1HWFm03sQByUcJNw0B3GCXcj6xw2hVRmOO-jtJP22fSMh1B_aG2WSYeMHF0XDOw2PlAA0RfnTqJIwYUcaaF7RWj7Qb-DKiybpHemv4dO89EJFTJmw3MYToQ/s1600/birthdaygirl.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh262l6u1TvZDysxiT1HWFm03sQByUcJNw0B3GCXcj6xw2hVRmOO-jtJP22fSMh1B_aG2WSYeMHF0XDOw2PlAA0RfnTqJIwYUcaaF7RWj7Qb-DKiybpHemv4dO89EJFTJmw3MYToQ/s200/birthdaygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379088888426354" border="0" /></a>I can't believe my baby girl is two years old!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmwlF46K2_rMkSZflyjHzGrUXGm-onVSKXHTnztkFCyHX3Fb_jGDgQ4o2Z5Kk-41J5QSXq-1xwNsc5Kb7HJ5SxFdfSXYnKEaW24nM1UheWo5nnZkqDgetn9AzuvzcGX_1LF7OQg/s1600/caketaster.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmwlF46K2_rMkSZflyjHzGrUXGm-onVSKXHTnztkFCyHX3Fb_jGDgQ4o2Z5Kk-41J5QSXq-1xwNsc5Kb7HJ5SxFdfSXYnKEaW24nM1UheWo5nnZkqDgetn9AzuvzcGX_1LF7OQg/s200/caketaster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379082594986578" border="0" /></a>Love this face...sneaking an "apple".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQWgacZVhAepDhG8-UsSjvAm1W9x-wYFHywvIqHKdNCmJonkb-hhJzPriVspNzMJLjiE07IxN8YNIqZY0AbDltBGBLgsA3-hjLoV_BNf5BQqsjVq52Fk6T5TlINYTuMBp5r-snA/s1600/haveabite.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQWgacZVhAepDhG8-UsSjvAm1W9x-wYFHywvIqHKdNCmJonkb-hhJzPriVspNzMJLjiE07IxN8YNIqZY0AbDltBGBLgsA3-hjLoV_BNf5BQqsjVq52Fk6T5TlINYTuMBp5r-snA/s200/haveabite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379077610998898" border="0" /></a>Yes, have some!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-84465682672097120792010-04-26T11:31:00.001-07:002010-04-26T11:58:57.447-07:00of Birthdays, Beaches, and Babies getting Bigger, or "How We Spent Our Spring"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP-yq0TKHITRW7XxIhLaZoRPnyrAklgnUD0ec8veBJdsmB2c9AK2eJ_HyTKbqX-W0h1BZwE9VdgcX6wvbZrvRGH8-klhjJ0nzyC6x3OAaPmxZ88IfEvX8lXlZuHI3OF4UH7Osm9w/s1600/fancygirls.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP-yq0TKHITRW7XxIhLaZoRPnyrAklgnUD0ec8veBJdsmB2c9AK2eJ_HyTKbqX-W0h1BZwE9VdgcX6wvbZrvRGH8-klhjJ0nzyC6x3OAaPmxZ88IfEvX8lXlZuHI3OF4UH7Osm9w/s200/fancygirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464522568903723922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4FrGT61hLm8UMpR_v01o0JZzxEKs7MoD1SSxkNo7frzhDjUb6IBdMo6Wg4muWmuHxXFrf1LLp-pbR9DTstfPyqpMObgzTpqtDVYpV9dBNaimrMw398ASiQbf5Hg-GWt4P4jrFQ/s1600/birthdaygirl.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br />After overhauling our kitchen, we kicked off our spring by celebrating Hadley's 6th (I can't belive it! SIX!) Birthday. We had a "Fancy Nancy" tea party and it was a big hit with the Kindergarten set. Hadley got a new haircut for the occasion -- short and sassy and oh so much easier for mom to style in the mornings! Here Hadley and Lucy strike a pose.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKow2WfXg9blEO7-psP0nCGxFlDk-G2OTzV7M_A7zP6AG9QKhMnz40SDddc-z6dzDdebGRTXPq_VtG0W1fg6jy4e_XhAuVSPJt17lv7G2nvDXlo4mw5PtT6ktqlj9ac8KAyTmqw/s1600/girlparty.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaKow2WfXg9blEO7-psP0nCGxFlDk-G2OTzV7M_A7zP6AG9QKhMnz40SDddc-z6dzDdebGRTXPq_VtG0W1fg6jy4e_XhAuVSPJt17lv7G2nvDXlo4mw5PtT6ktqlj9ac8KAyTmqw/s200/girlparty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464518166211642354" border="0" /></a>Here is a shot of the girls dressed in their fanciest ensembles (ensemble is a fancy word for outfit). They are making tissue paper wrist corsages. (another fancy word that means "flowers you wear")<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjntficEagRwYeK65zJZuKtyaMwr_JG9K1FrsPBU2GnDb5psG7-LjRhPvNvG5dg4JliZfjtYpcVkeAiEZIzcwEsaATAHFaN55kgUYouMGqW6P4VRk7w4v3USDTCdpUFzuYUx2qeiA/s1600/birthdaygirl.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjntficEagRwYeK65zJZuKtyaMwr_JG9K1FrsPBU2GnDb5psG7-LjRhPvNvG5dg4JliZfjtYpcVkeAiEZIzcwEsaATAHFaN55kgUYouMGqW6P4VRk7w4v3USDTCdpUFzuYUx2qeiA/s200/birthdaygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464518161340328034" border="0" /></a>Here is Hadley with her cake. We owe a big thanks to Grandma Connie and Grandma Nancy for sending invitations, favors, and decorations!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82fuNmA3S7d1oLHe18pvlbnJ5nBAfy2udSEqCCJcbZIrr5t6Y2ZTU1Kl3310A2H7sYABEtshd7C2fPG2nc1k26dZhlgDtbFYXqkl1qxZanonhE6NTWX4v_lBR0P0xpr5BA1MWTg/s1600/workwithdad.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82fuNmA3S7d1oLHe18pvlbnJ5nBAfy2udSEqCCJcbZIrr5t6Y2ZTU1Kl3310A2H7sYABEtshd7C2fPG2nc1k26dZhlgDtbFYXqkl1qxZanonhE6NTWX4v_lBR0P0xpr5BA1MWTg/s200/workwithdad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517980490470226" border="0" /></a>Ruby just keeps growing up despite us discouraging it. Here she is getting some paperwork done with daddy. I love that she has the cell phone handy. This photo is one you definitely want to click to enlarge in order to fully appreciate. Also note our pre-renovated kitchen.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEcrlyqgBilxpyhkIQtHTPb49RVcfkfqHHqAfEHWZGyQM3UYtSyXyAh-BmAmlUswsmcChqaew11MoHEaUZlEI8jKCGWWUUlkLMRG1qwFtAXziW6Xi73DZ5l9p14X5h-5f6McNzw/s1600/beachbaby.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEcrlyqgBilxpyhkIQtHTPb49RVcfkfqHHqAfEHWZGyQM3UYtSyXyAh-BmAmlUswsmcChqaew11MoHEaUZlEI8jKCGWWUUlkLMRG1qwFtAXziW6Xi73DZ5l9p14X5h-5f6McNzw/s200/beachbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517969637328066" border="0" /></a>We headed to the beach in Delaware for Spring Break and Easter (which also encompassed Xander's birthday). Thanks a million, Gardner Family! Ruby LOVED the beach and was much more of a "play in the water and run all over the beach" girl than her sister ever was at this age. Not as relaxing as I would have preferred, since I am a "sit on the beach under an umbrella with a book and a Diet Dr. Pepper" girl. The weather was fantastic, hitting 90 on two days!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbMiZvOofyY7jsWoO5dZbTSUo87GEHnYOp1XTHt0vqtLueM4McXF8BVt1ASmlyJ_pPITF8nQH6zokGjA-RLE-tuqvdyOvQhLO0IJagHHXl5dwv_AEauCS2h3kHpEZDbqDp982-g/s1600/easterx.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbMiZvOofyY7jsWoO5dZbTSUo87GEHnYOp1XTHt0vqtLueM4McXF8BVt1ASmlyJ_pPITF8nQH6zokGjA-RLE-tuqvdyOvQhLO0IJagHHXl5dwv_AEauCS2h3kHpEZDbqDp982-g/s200/easterx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517837328237570" border="0" /></a>Easter eggs got hidden while kids hit the beach. Note the soaking wet shorts and sandy feet. It was obviously an informal affair.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwppZ5oOsKyqiFsWoq5_Rbby3hjLp-MDRaFn_ri4SL43lOP154wA1MkztCWwl49-RB9L6KZJh4LdxEO3Y7jXKtxkB6EVd6IlAzXa4vUGH-hZLYASvRxe086aK-W2cj-jVhEdxHfQ/s1600/easterr.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwppZ5oOsKyqiFsWoq5_Rbby3hjLp-MDRaFn_ri4SL43lOP154wA1MkztCWwl49-RB9L6KZJh4LdxEO3Y7jXKtxkB6EVd6IlAzXa4vUGH-hZLYASvRxe086aK-W2cj-jVhEdxHfQ/s200/easterr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517835318623010" border="0" /></a>Ruby's eggs were hidden indoors, and we discovered the fun could go on and on as we re-hid the same eggs 2-3 times.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-MTJziy1p09kZhLGgiGnUppZB0S-gyP2boICBqssNwMY4TenbJSfKM3Tfb436XBbDwnXUy3vx7ZJUz6aQC_ypMMAop6YD8Z4IHvyZrCStvVEEzIy7QsIIgZjruA9OArtz4FfzQ/s1600/easterr2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT-MTJziy1p09kZhLGgiGnUppZB0S-gyP2boICBqssNwMY4TenbJSfKM3Tfb436XBbDwnXUy3vx7ZJUz6aQC_ypMMAop6YD8Z4IHvyZrCStvVEEzIy7QsIIgZjruA9OArtz4FfzQ/s200/easterr2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517827854747090" border="0" /></a>She had a lot of fun finding her own special eggs! Also -- more proof she is getting big -- piggies!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDT9tmypyl3PDgm6Po_qrAanpSa_mdLlYI1wo8k3FyqW_RErG5Auu9fvqetY8h9fxqpN_TMEprrnIJsF1FAZqrTGbMYUfMBv7KSZIvkBuf6u2H3zzWQvQmZCOYJfY6BVcY01E31Q/s1600/easterh.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDT9tmypyl3PDgm6Po_qrAanpSa_mdLlYI1wo8k3FyqW_RErG5Auu9fvqetY8h9fxqpN_TMEprrnIJsF1FAZqrTGbMYUfMBv7KSZIvkBuf6u2H3zzWQvQmZCOYJfY6BVcY01E31Q/s200/easterh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517823109901794" border="0" /></a>Hadley shows off an easter egg.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqy-RXaUPf9m286tmlMyYv3L-pJyPzQeLUAQldbwVfNVVHwuvkisySw2IW0bHWVDk28wb7jQk2sk9DHK7QgzTYEbIEs8KjWIMRPYLFxK9i5zek_Dytfc4UqwqKjmRf6_G4y3UYhw/s1600/beachybirthdayboy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqy-RXaUPf9m286tmlMyYv3L-pJyPzQeLUAQldbwVfNVVHwuvkisySw2IW0bHWVDk28wb7jQk2sk9DHK7QgzTYEbIEs8KjWIMRPYLFxK9i5zek_Dytfc4UqwqKjmRf6_G4y3UYhw/s200/beachybirthdayboy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517816247835954" border="0" /></a>Xander's birthday started off with a walk on the beach. He found a ghost crab. Thanks to Lauren for the stash of birthday hats. We wore them for the beach walk, naturally.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCkMxAzd-TbnJh4eSmAQX79EdHLtIs1btPjgsXz9Zxbw4AoJiKbIjwRS2EKHphwlBaaItJY3oYfMNGgWiUO3sCMJ2IoNDL1GbE_4EzgaTv-Wi6YSWppiutgN_2MpyeqGpwZwGmsg/s1600/vikinggolf.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCkMxAzd-TbnJh4eSmAQX79EdHLtIs1btPjgsXz9Zxbw4AoJiKbIjwRS2EKHphwlBaaItJY3oYfMNGgWiUO3sCMJ2IoNDL1GbE_4EzgaTv-Wi6YSWppiutgN_2MpyeqGpwZwGmsg/s200/vikinggolf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517590508066322" border="0" /></a>Next, we headed to Ocean City, Maryland, for a round of Viking Golf.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7fxNl6VCw2hRRJQlmTxl0IHA1I9GLQY6BlGb5jbdj0lVNte1kkwaA7s6V5JoscQhfmeJULVeU-qwH7aWnz7_o6XLEgAvmWuuUYlEa4FFkQ_gknCnw8Vz4dRx0osJt39-xXzNrg/s1600/icecreamx.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7fxNl6VCw2hRRJQlmTxl0IHA1I9GLQY6BlGb5jbdj0lVNte1kkwaA7s6V5JoscQhfmeJULVeU-qwH7aWnz7_o6XLEgAvmWuuUYlEa4FFkQ_gknCnw8Vz4dRx0osJt39-xXzNrg/s200/icecreamx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517586491570578" border="0" /></a>Then out for ice cream. Love this face.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKRD24Wa2QXPy1mjcKSZMyRY8PFqPSy7UTgm_LwtEZjKxX07uaGxDBJNTbSK1J0-r8VfCRT9b7qZLZoxqov0Gb3dTQlsEfxeXDXVTtN0YZF87k93FDZoEU8KeZ6unBxc_lP5Ch2A/s1600/icecreamh.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKRD24Wa2QXPy1mjcKSZMyRY8PFqPSy7UTgm_LwtEZjKxX07uaGxDBJNTbSK1J0-r8VfCRT9b7qZLZoxqov0Gb3dTQlsEfxeXDXVTtN0YZF87k93FDZoEU8KeZ6unBxc_lP5Ch2A/s200/icecreamh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517577559949586" border="0" /></a>This face is pretty cute too.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYTktEWY5DdK5HMyCaDKgn6FX7P34l_fvq9kAxPlyhoR6DYEWGKckLceFzmVpRnWaZrmrLJChKp39sh6J-d7IVKd8i3afIVVVY2U9Fqozknig25mgu24Q55vP8RS6DReGOntkUAA/s1600/icecreamr.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYTktEWY5DdK5HMyCaDKgn6FX7P34l_fvq9kAxPlyhoR6DYEWGKckLceFzmVpRnWaZrmrLJChKp39sh6J-d7IVKd8i3afIVVVY2U9Fqozknig25mgu24Q55vP8RS6DReGOntkUAA/s200/icecreamr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517569903313330" border="0" /></a>Miss Ruby devoured her first-ever ice cream cone like a pro.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggd3BcF-7u6y3fhtzawXOXdr7Sr5Ow0PoCxfFaaXmr2n8vINKhl7JBSmOxQRh5nbZG7gDMhiR3sbQjmtxpRJSkqvVt10f8G4OvT0c5VGscHw-l9w_8Pd9ux-FCRercD3mnVDMOyw/s1600/sadtoleave.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggd3BcF-7u6y3fhtzawXOXdr7Sr5Ow0PoCxfFaaXmr2n8vINKhl7JBSmOxQRh5nbZG7gDMhiR3sbQjmtxpRJSkqvVt10f8G4OvT0c5VGscHw-l9w_8Pd9ux-FCRercD3mnVDMOyw/s200/sadtoleave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517567690359442" border="0" /></a>By the week's end, we were very, very, sad to leave. But still had another party to look forward to. What do you do for a 9-year-old boy's party? Pizza and video games, of course!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExpRSUJGhwjItZHjADcIGjFBLfkCEcteGCKF_rbySgjqHBx18lAf8LrTVPBx9HCFiptdC4c0_SnyiQO99_hcH14fzMNS5cDu1ejy2VuxV0IKm-LF6GY4DtdNjwfgEtstoV4O6GA/s1600/marioworld.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExpRSUJGhwjItZHjADcIGjFBLfkCEcteGCKF_rbySgjqHBx18lAf8LrTVPBx9HCFiptdC4c0_SnyiQO99_hcH14fzMNS5cDu1ejy2VuxV0IKm-LF6GY4DtdNjwfgEtstoV4O6GA/s200/marioworld.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517181182401714" border="0" /></a>My attempt at a Mario world-ish cake.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgis-StOifUm6HPVHpvnJ0EbTDbSdybAARjMzRQbQrXgZFggiPtX2qEQCM_HZzzwgEUygJF-Uvp9NxnucpYC9YW2lScXFi4cLc2opsfMXaQVbnAgjwA8oTJt11mUJgVLNHoG4OP6w/s1600/wiiarehavingfun.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgis-StOifUm6HPVHpvnJ0EbTDbSdybAARjMzRQbQrXgZFggiPtX2qEQCM_HZzzwgEUygJF-Uvp9NxnucpYC9YW2lScXFi4cLc2opsfMXaQVbnAgjwA8oTJt11mUJgVLNHoG4OP6w/s200/wiiarehavingfun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517177207558770" border="0" /></a>Boys watching the action. They played 4-player Super Mario, rotating in and out everytime someone died. It got CRAZY. Luckily, Alan took them outside for impromptu baseball to burn off some of that energy!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTcr7r4TjN4Dna8TkNUAwW7V10PLfLHKoUAHKYXN9T8aIrgirjTxK2kf8Jq1LIUyLL_xDX8DbBf5dS-0Ogx53ppFWdVFQk96269YSapvPpUhSIhhGCzRz3QhzhLc_LbDOX9yAJw/s1600/boyparty.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTcr7r4TjN4Dna8TkNUAwW7V10PLfLHKoUAHKYXN9T8aIrgirjTxK2kf8Jq1LIUyLL_xDX8DbBf5dS-0Ogx53ppFWdVFQk96269YSapvPpUhSIhhGCzRz3QhzhLc_LbDOX9yAJw/s200/boyparty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517170981442130" border="0" /></a>The party crew.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClO0yeS1YUMxjkmvL5UY33QKHz6kJHB0roo_tDeHBIeA5jdxy4gxpaQjaGdHnD7im3W9vapDfud5pZB_QagO6iMUMkE6OSbJtzKyGNsa08NC9CXCC0Sx6crWLvVY1UVbIKizDzg/s1600/candles.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhClO0yeS1YUMxjkmvL5UY33QKHz6kJHB0roo_tDeHBIeA5jdxy4gxpaQjaGdHnD7im3W9vapDfud5pZB_QagO6iMUMkE6OSbJtzKyGNsa08NC9CXCC0Sx6crWLvVY1UVbIKizDzg/s200/candles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464517160579014018" border="0" /></a>And that about wraps it up. Happy now sisters and mom? :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi30qsJHGeBYIqZUJHU5T_z5vfoMRVt8OQBZncBNYtT-4rhkqx4TRq0PW99sPYh0dgFrQ4EtgZsRd2eNoweETr1H_fphbmVGSycNNog9zCN-kTv0hdvLHuZwuZkJnJmBbUjMAislw/s1600/fancygirls.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpc_Q_yT-gnPgOQnzblm_u1PC7sHMK0pdh7_MyGwUgv94MTPXMQNL3NMi_SfVN4TXZUOvNFvTvRS0Eai_vgukCx2pCpUw2yxPJlkXN2y1UIwF2D7kd5BxceKma9aWh3bJVNFGqw/s1600/birthdaygirl.jpg"><br /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-1514833342365687412010-03-27T15:37:00.001-07:002010-03-27T15:57:25.469-07:00New Kitchen Reveal!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfxhYC04RRtQ92NuJ5ZUvzf6WAB_fkw66qA1oHsLkKstTqjc_nba2sc14EgYhxjrFAcch7VVQbnd10tWksYaAAUVvVqUBRKqDLqevXvnQ6MKS1-h9XxtMs7Jd0aCUaqqqN3TZzw/s1600/newkitchen3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfxhYC04RRtQ92NuJ5ZUvzf6WAB_fkw66qA1oHsLkKstTqjc_nba2sc14EgYhxjrFAcch7VVQbnd10tWksYaAAUVvVqUBRKqDLqevXvnQ6MKS1-h9XxtMs7Jd0aCUaqqqN3TZzw/s200/newkitchen3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453448633078229042" border="0" /></a>I know i'm supposed to do the "befores" first, but i'm having issues with blogger, so i'm rebelling and going with the "afters". it's hard to take photos of the whole kitchen, because it's tiny. i was sitting on the opposite counter to get this shot. <br /><br />you can see my new metal backsplash, "granitish" countertops, new sink and faucet, cute curtain, and built-in retro-style shelf. designed to look as though it has always been a part of the kitchen...it may be my favorite feature! <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8rkq-fRYBdteT2GmGf-lKS4rnco9K7btBCANXslYfl6mEDvXh3X0IUvzsO1WvNRtOm1ePAaqeK7w2yheCVX9gPX2Q0qHrOrFm1B-NreAAPSB_3TXoQTRbQJHI2VySxd4nendrg/s1600/newkitchen2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8rkq-fRYBdteT2GmGf-lKS4rnco9K7btBCANXslYfl6mEDvXh3X0IUvzsO1WvNRtOm1ePAaqeK7w2yheCVX9gPX2Q0qHrOrFm1B-NreAAPSB_3TXoQTRbQJHI2VySxd4nendrg/s200/newkitchen2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453448624312157522" border="0" /></a>another view of the same area. look, everyone...no raw sheetrock edges and real cabinet doors above my microwave! another view of the cute shelf. alan rocked it completely! and i wouldn't be enjoying my lovely new space if it weren't for my dad, woodworking ninja! seriously people. when it became apparent that a table saw was a necessity for this project, my dad thought about it for 5 minutes and then said, "i think we can make a table saw." and you know what? he did! cool, right? more props to my daddy also for shedding blood over this kitchen with a wicked chisel cut to the finger. we bandaged it up, but for awhile, every time he hit the end of the chisel with the mallet (to trim the edges of the laminate) blood literally spurted out of the bandage. we had a lovely fan-shaped blood spatter pattern in one corner. we cleaned it up before CSI could see it. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq9wWlQPTTllUo9yiRj-t-mkylPw10_ID_00xrGXNjlRg2D8Zts6p6gdfI7qAk22FLVO4B3AC2GDiCZqUC-Gb0txejBrEYZqsx5uIxHNN4wHFLvp4tGE5K-WOW2pODuR7NmQ4URg/s1600/newkitchen1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq9wWlQPTTllUo9yiRj-t-mkylPw10_ID_00xrGXNjlRg2D8Zts6p6gdfI7qAk22FLVO4B3AC2GDiCZqUC-Gb0txejBrEYZqsx5uIxHNN4wHFLvp4tGE5K-WOW2pODuR7NmQ4URg/s200/newkitchen1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453448616479134642" border="0" /></a>view of my other work surface. i may have purchased some new canisters from target to complete the look. :) <br /><br /><br />and a refresher....the old kitchen....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXYdFqtbxH5BWci_qAZsQwRi4DhB5op8Wj8iihxuuq_q5y2kj3VUGvNbXRpMXDya7umvUrUKtTMIivE0iOqaoNvcoee2lwxDmIbJUlQyaqLsyMX8kbxxqSkvhIolQ9WqnWNjPDg/s1600/viewfromdining.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipXYdFqtbxH5BWci_qAZsQwRi4DhB5op8Wj8iihxuuq_q5y2kj3VUGvNbXRpMXDya7umvUrUKtTMIivE0iOqaoNvcoee2lwxDmIbJUlQyaqLsyMX8kbxxqSkvhIolQ9WqnWNjPDg/s200/viewfromdining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446646933446450" border="0" /></a>lovely yellow laminate, oh my! and check out the linoleum! this photo is AFTER we painted the cabinets, which were a yellow-wash oak. it was a bit "death by yellow". i think the new kitchen is an improvement...how about you?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBtWsBzJ5_B6OY8wIRZI3bTuBaheSq94qKnEI7NNkIV_myi-OboF9JxR1CRndcWLyEHXy9iKCK-5oUMo1xwthdnHd_DxqXPmlcMm4O1YC7JvKHS8pSxaierS7TmfJPxpzd6QGow/s1600/kitchen.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBtWsBzJ5_B6OY8wIRZI3bTuBaheSq94qKnEI7NNkIV_myi-OboF9JxR1CRndcWLyEHXy9iKCK-5oUMo1xwthdnHd_DxqXPmlcMm4O1YC7JvKHS8pSxaierS7TmfJPxpzd6QGow/s200/kitchen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446579864118994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibaqdqFyRxZexDFHN8J5YujLrlxZhEIIcPdvmHyrr1gDZ2LJaCpPsw8vys-kHJCx3R0np83rZyy4WfD1hQdeZSWwif5RsP_9ou2X7_X1t2ba2L4ikSDzZeLlT99maJbVF3S3k4NQ/s1600/workspace.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibaqdqFyRxZexDFHN8J5YujLrlxZhEIIcPdvmHyrr1gDZ2LJaCpPsw8vys-kHJCx3R0np83rZyy4WfD1hQdeZSWwif5RsP_9ou2X7_X1t2ba2L4ikSDzZeLlT99maJbVF3S3k4NQ/s200/workspace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453446490832510946" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-72781297939089896432009-11-02T11:33:00.000-08:002009-11-03T12:17:36.827-08:00Halloween and Other FunHope you had a Happy Halloween!<br /><br />Don't have a heart attack or anything like that, but the guilt of not posting finally got to me. That, and the fact that I couldn't leave Halloween photos unposted, just on principal, you know...it being our favorite holiday and all. Although I have to admit that we let things slide a bit this year. Alan and I both had last-minute thrown together costumes, our house went (nearly) unadorned, and we *gasp* failed to carve jack o' lanterns, although we put in some serious hours on decorated pumpkins for the school festival. So, on with the photos and commentary.<br /><br />October was a busy month for us...here is some of what took place:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcGMo4d3za_icLAF6f0mHBov6cLPUj7m1Dl6Pd0yC8fcE0cptu12iDZSEMHxQV4zeXwMKbWB5FsX-o4fDGmQ17lBkitx0vxOOmfGOn-_ZVaipwRE_jHzfv-wSQn0um4aciB1emeA/s1600-h/tea2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcGMo4d3za_icLAF6f0mHBov6cLPUj7m1Dl6Pd0yC8fcE0cptu12iDZSEMHxQV4zeXwMKbWB5FsX-o4fDGmQ17lBkitx0vxOOmfGOn-_ZVaipwRE_jHzfv-wSQn0um4aciB1emeA/s200/tea2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972918589810962" border="0" /></a>Hadley hosted a tea party for Rubes and I. Side benefit: Ruby got lessons on how to officially be a girl and she's definitely learned a lot. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3gTsIiyMwIFNjQe4bCPUQmDgqSbgjbC-FslxoOBueaY1TrahOXVGQRsnWa-3kEWOXhGqt6LADImg_peiAehZI_j-VbbzFAWEHCmL96gFllRN-a0aGqnsNIi2N1kaswl3pgpyDDg/s1600-h/tea1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3gTsIiyMwIFNjQe4bCPUQmDgqSbgjbC-FslxoOBueaY1TrahOXVGQRsnWa-3kEWOXhGqt6LADImg_peiAehZI_j-VbbzFAWEHCmL96gFllRN-a0aGqnsNIi2N1kaswl3pgpyDDg/s200/tea1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972915476148786" border="0" /></a>Ruby LOVES to stir. She will do this for 10-30 minutes at a stretch. Just stirring a little cup with a plastic spoon. :) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDRTotTvHjBkWhqNDdSk0RFUrRUGl_IkkImb6RYEwmLWJD8GNEurnn6ms7b623S48cX0x8IuQ1sgjoHs9tQZcCAZ1KHpOGqgAQKnsEF75f-Onwv0PlBAtrpmt8ltcE5g7I08hlPw/s1600-h/hammy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDRTotTvHjBkWhqNDdSk0RFUrRUGl_IkkImb6RYEwmLWJD8GNEurnn6ms7b623S48cX0x8IuQ1sgjoHs9tQZcCAZ1KHpOGqgAQKnsEF75f-Onwv0PlBAtrpmt8ltcE5g7I08hlPw/s200/hammy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972749703373506" border="0" /></a>Ruby also learned how to ham it up for the camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONz3GNFhxZeXoIiJQRwHZ5YtOWLpuQD-ubi9XyPvrVIww_kFNv2-VrlmbVGVzqOmAXO25zk2bB2MEoO3Hmt4HZOD8NE2w1STN7dkroTH88nSJIUH-ELfHKGt273jLQOJciBWt1g/s1600-h/storage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONz3GNFhxZeXoIiJQRwHZ5YtOWLpuQD-ubi9XyPvrVIww_kFNv2-VrlmbVGVzqOmAXO25zk2bB2MEoO3Hmt4HZOD8NE2w1STN7dkroTH88nSJIUH-ELfHKGt273jLQOJciBWt1g/s200/storage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972748835306274" border="0" /></a>Alan busted out some awesome storage shelves for the basement. He also ripped out the hedge in front of our front porch, so you can officially see our house from the street. Weird. (Anybody wanna buy this sweet bike or exersaucer?)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_MohcF3cckwvVEl1zxN9ocEGEa-Dmli47sWx66iZwZZ6ipHHwbHO2oaHxWKYbzaQAsmEb2xqkdJ1vZEzElZ8xVy8U9YK7js6OPnS_QfQifAsXHykBfspKMdIOL4shnDWPa6WDg/s1600-h/bookie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_MohcF3cckwvVEl1zxN9ocEGEa-Dmli47sWx66iZwZZ6ipHHwbHO2oaHxWKYbzaQAsmEb2xqkdJ1vZEzElZ8xVy8U9YK7js6OPnS_QfQifAsXHykBfspKMdIOL4shnDWPa6WDg/s200/bookie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399972741712805410" border="0" /></a>Ruby became obsessed with "bookies" but will rarely let you read her one. This snuggle situation is extremely rare. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBxk1pDQEV7LpENXRd8qiX3sok0xLK5qk3YMeoqhCK1hOyi0xRGqUsZTn70a2TpzhmvfZARQVG6nucxXGU2rLC5P3g1T490N926XZY7JbTT_uLeeJtuChqM9Exwf-9G9Kk_8b9w/s1600-h/tinypunkins.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZBxk1pDQEV7LpENXRd8qiX3sok0xLK5qk3YMeoqhCK1hOyi0xRGqUsZTn70a2TpzhmvfZARQVG6nucxXGU2rLC5P3g1T490N926XZY7JbTT_uLeeJtuChqM9Exwf-9G9Kk_8b9w/s200/tinypunkins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971758412336290" border="0" /></a>This, my friends, is the extent of our festive decor this Halloween.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6zzpRSKl82bJguVPG3kBLG_wHuANndv0gtJRwJiq0qtHxKAeVSY86H6wcKoqv_8XJ-RTbaEwWdpN1eHPwnA_OGtQ7m2D2D3yqudlKMOll_sIoUsKK_RXF2qiwijIXTM0fMl8Jyg/s1600-h/spookytrunk.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6zzpRSKl82bJguVPG3kBLG_wHuANndv0gtJRwJiq0qtHxKAeVSY86H6wcKoqv_8XJ-RTbaEwWdpN1eHPwnA_OGtQ7m2D2D3yqudlKMOll_sIoUsKK_RXF2qiwijIXTM0fMl8Jyg/s200/spookytrunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971756469374434" border="0" /></a>Here's what I managed to dig out and stick in the trunk for trunk or treat. I like the vase of skulls and am thinking of displaying it year-round on my dining room table...opinions?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDzAB71OpFBKMEIUKVZk6gbVtyJh5W9HxS2xBmlFtZRt80UAVrcs7uepWKIWfy6BxDyNZk3048a9-50Qp9wnXAH4OgsC-hzbH8uV91LCVMta28CDFcLhHOqXgmTzLVStlQH6A9g/s1600-h/halloweenham.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDzAB71OpFBKMEIUKVZk6gbVtyJh5W9HxS2xBmlFtZRt80UAVrcs7uepWKIWfy6BxDyNZk3048a9-50Qp9wnXAH4OgsC-hzbH8uV91LCVMta28CDFcLhHOqXgmTzLVStlQH6A9g/s200/halloweenham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399971752290028738" border="0" /></a>Ruby was not a fan of wearing her costume, but did ham it up majorly every time I pointed the camera in her direction. We have about 6 shots just like this snapped throughout the night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-yis6PLGNLj72gUYXgFivWntlu7hyphenhyphen2S6IjLvzQ2NBHQxZpSLLyoxWou5oDNQUQRsPQWgGrnSu50p68sFvD_c_dK6WU14_IEo0DhHaFhdyWZIanU-s57zwskyUCvaTEJXByUUwA/s1600-h/vanfam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-yis6PLGNLj72gUYXgFivWntlu7hyphenhyphen2S6IjLvzQ2NBHQxZpSLLyoxWou5oDNQUQRsPQWgGrnSu50p68sFvD_c_dK6WU14_IEo0DhHaFhdyWZIanU-s57zwskyUCvaTEJXByUUwA/s200/vanfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969360366092690" border="0" /></a><br />Here is the family, minus one in front of our new car! We left Ruby in the car...how rude! Yes, we joined the throngs of mini-van owners and couldn't be happier. We admit it's the best solution for families with young kids.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGrjWsrVrPqya21qmAAsLAMwUxP5rVPRx_QOz4l5ToB7YsKg40rV0f9_ycPrCbrdnDsv2vADw4Qh3lT2DK1D0gmOBVOLvn-5n4cBh08MrKLJTIhqiU4imdtlcgrqpQNyfXE-eJA/s1600-h/candywitch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigGrjWsrVrPqya21qmAAsLAMwUxP5rVPRx_QOz4l5ToB7YsKg40rV0f9_ycPrCbrdnDsv2vADw4Qh3lT2DK1D0gmOBVOLvn-5n4cBh08MrKLJTIhqiU4imdtlcgrqpQNyfXE-eJA/s200/candywitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969356091057186" border="0" /></a>Hadley was a Candy-Corn Witch...this also happens to be her favorite candy of all time. Weird, right? And check out this posing! (MYQ -- if you happen by some off chance to read this, think "I just threw up on Mike!")<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3L4gX492Nqwtz2tIA63olO7_3LsuY14ovp0SsozL4MI0FHhV0FWLjH5_bnPH8Wy2XIBd7tl7cwyjtXPurNclzDt7r-0SnobWW2FG_EPIlakYqxdIzvhAodvvuo5gQZzL_MDS8w/s1600-h/deepdiver.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl3L4gX492Nqwtz2tIA63olO7_3LsuY14ovp0SsozL4MI0FHhV0FWLjH5_bnPH8Wy2XIBd7tl7cwyjtXPurNclzDt7r-0SnobWW2FG_EPIlakYqxdIzvhAodvvuo5gQZzL_MDS8w/s200/deepdiver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969345444081730" border="0" /></a>Alexander, still obsessing about all things of the briny deep. We found the helmet online and made the belt from black duct tape. Add some sweats, and voila!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6GZBgiqkT19gd9U07q2fR6uppUZyACPEAOyUaBnlVLNQQvvFEkq1bP4xrvlr0wP_-9R5JicB5Awcnl98ko1tQ6CtDBriPhIDFf5u0GUvqF4aWuPvuXFpkhOgrYZMsb7aPWeraQ/s1600-h/halloweenies.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6GZBgiqkT19gd9U07q2fR6uppUZyACPEAOyUaBnlVLNQQvvFEkq1bP4xrvlr0wP_-9R5JicB5Awcnl98ko1tQ6CtDBriPhIDFf5u0GUvqF4aWuPvuXFpkhOgrYZMsb7aPWeraQ/s200/halloweenies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399969344204155074" border="0" /></a>My lil Halloweenies, ready for the costume parade.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-65137538794932718092009-09-08T06:23:00.001-07:002009-09-08T06:31:01.057-07:00First Day of School & Other Stuff<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigAZ8hc9Rb9pbzUPYlGMR8ErMV8M6871EOjuid7A05ZtrcRETSeUqp0z-O_b5ZjXd9W66o6VVF8Af-bWrchSATrnJIzxtk5k4_YQuHbhKQStwy8-mbEUWd6KCbfr1GuwNVPkrqJA/s1600-h/firstday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087475338294498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigAZ8hc9Rb9pbzUPYlGMR8ErMV8M6871EOjuid7A05ZtrcRETSeUqp0z-O_b5ZjXd9W66o6VVF8Af-bWrchSATrnJIzxtk5k4_YQuHbhKQStwy8-mbEUWd6KCbfr1GuwNVPkrqJA/s200/firstday.jpg" border="0" /></a> Both my big kids this morning, ready for the first day of school. They will both be gone all day long. I'm not sure whether to cry or rejoice!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2OlrZI7fLFYo7BZm7h2lZXxqP-IefmgBdnAOlSyntRlC35HqfhzTfTWf6jJBGsDTy6tL5hla_vXHeDIgzf2QgB-APR8PO7IOHmKe-gEgaVJGjt9xmGrMZ7xn24onv9gTnC5xCAQ/s1600-h/kindergarten.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087473194066690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2OlrZI7fLFYo7BZm7h2lZXxqP-IefmgBdnAOlSyntRlC35HqfhzTfTWf6jJBGsDTy6tL5hla_vXHeDIgzf2QgB-APR8PO7IOHmKe-gEgaVJGjt9xmGrMZ7xn24onv9gTnC5xCAQ/s200/kindergarten.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hadley, ready for Kindergarten!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6g1AwNp7qVCSw-HBOXdtlw-0VRHMou2XhbHC0MK3UzerakVDoWakZLjtIBmnVf9Esj3LJsXNoCbyB5KR4Klo0kSnOsdG1qdZs0Flu-9y-z4c006DbI99Xf9wHcjPr06i0xmm1pA/s1600-h/thirdgrade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087462347723266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6g1AwNp7qVCSw-HBOXdtlw-0VRHMou2XhbHC0MK3UzerakVDoWakZLjtIBmnVf9Esj3LJsXNoCbyB5KR4Klo0kSnOsdG1qdZs0Flu-9y-z4c006DbI99Xf9wHcjPr06i0xmm1pA/s200/thirdgrade.jpg" border="0" /></a> I can't believe Xander is in Third Grade -- the boy is huge!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyw5boj_7V7I6NA9GyM0WzoVC1TCXMutg9_35XHwL_BVcxFdfGqegk1DYg1eshdBIawqXgL3NSYZwD5tkZ_YKhRJJrVbaqIcvdupL_Nk2oNk2MCKuveye7oJVJ83CXAKT6xmURlg/s1600-h/bananarama.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087270260410066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyw5boj_7V7I6NA9GyM0WzoVC1TCXMutg9_35XHwL_BVcxFdfGqegk1DYg1eshdBIawqXgL3NSYZwD5tkZ_YKhRJJrVbaqIcvdupL_Nk2oNk2MCKuveye7oJVJ83CXAKT6xmURlg/s200/bananarama.jpg" border="0" /></a> Cute moment I caught last week -- banana picnic on the kitchen floor. Xander was feeding Ruby cut-up bananas from the bowl.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-HXqHsYVzonVWOHxkIiJLPMbll3tbVZTmNOAcCmUmMHetJN723_tuOvwphaAw3yL3rbH1Osbr3JbIdQuzb_zkOalCNWrTb5yTI4ofpa2pAcRT8zE5QpHLDGwGcAMuDildV-oAg/s1600-h/kindermat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087141465212994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_-HXqHsYVzonVWOHxkIiJLPMbll3tbVZTmNOAcCmUmMHetJN723_tuOvwphaAw3yL3rbH1Osbr3JbIdQuzb_zkOalCNWrTb5yTI4ofpa2pAcRT8zE5QpHLDGwGcAMuDildV-oAg/s200/kindermat.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Kindergarten rest mat I sewed for Hadley. I think I felt like I needed to sew it myself to send a little love with her each day. It's two layers of fleece with a light batting in between. I'm LOVING the owls. <br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9RB9MICu4w3qQ_X0gPDr8D8T1d99TRS25rIZ4wo17QcKwSiJn6KTaZDyqrhlLHLPZxLS7ROumpjGi9QQSsXHsClOzqSDYQJrEhJuj6xGChVnWPt9uvxywzKNTivwbM3BcmwjTQ/s1600-h/sillysisters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087014247888514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE9RB9MICu4w3qQ_X0gPDr8D8T1d99TRS25rIZ4wo17QcKwSiJn6KTaZDyqrhlLHLPZxLS7ROumpjGi9QQSsXHsClOzqSDYQJrEhJuj6xGChVnWPt9uvxywzKNTivwbM3BcmwjTQ/s200/sillysisters.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ruby seemed to know the mat was for resting and kept crawling over and laying on it with this cute look on her face. "Look mom, aren't I adorable?"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EE_y9-wyqNw0NIIjXaE4w8sU5DmnJxdwgXVtUHvCNSCqYz0wu2fakT2YhPrY9VZDwf6XAPU_DDrAzarZPw69eoyI7uwiZQC6Yinjt5U9sOx_alyI-bypfhheQ9bLKaGFdjxfnw/s1600-h/potatosaladface.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379087007739238386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5EE_y9-wyqNw0NIIjXaE4w8sU5DmnJxdwgXVtUHvCNSCqYz0wu2fakT2YhPrY9VZDwf6XAPU_DDrAzarZPw69eoyI7uwiZQC6Yinjt5U9sOx_alyI-bypfhheQ9bLKaGFdjxfnw/s200/potatosaladface.jpg" border="0" /></a> Potato salad face. The girl likes to eat and will pretty much devour and thoroughly enjoy whatever you put in front of her. </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-40146557046036778832009-09-04T10:17:00.000-07:002009-09-04T10:19:10.473-07:00preview: summer in utah<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoGypqbv79_85wa-wqKHXqXzdOcw9UMe8Ly129r0l2lQlkHCGSlAkc_l8YcjT-kHxpqWsFW_EjfAPK1cXC0RqjDMiAEt59GVMp25VvnMfe0qT0D8GzvoqxPlkIoCN65a4momO-w/s1600-h/grotto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377662872347420002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoGypqbv79_85wa-wqKHXqXzdOcw9UMe8Ly129r0l2lQlkHCGSlAkc_l8YcjT-kHxpqWsFW_EjfAPK1cXC0RqjDMiAEt59GVMp25VvnMfe0qT0D8GzvoqxPlkIoCN65a4momO-w/s200/grotto.jpg" border="0" /></a> the grotto in payson canyon.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAM_XEFXLX-GqPTl-QvYErmSezgCwuaqvYJ5LltnmfgGlU5odvhSlkNVm31Sb5MQFLY-1duaHLoIpzw05oZbmrdTvIMEH1ltcoArxiCM9jf7w_7nMMBz0ESjbxFoHHafSxycCddg/s1600-h/amberwave.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377662861526890738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAM_XEFXLX-GqPTl-QvYErmSezgCwuaqvYJ5LltnmfgGlU5odvhSlkNVm31Sb5MQFLY-1duaHLoIpzw05oZbmrdTvIMEH1ltcoArxiCM9jf7w_7nMMBz0ESjbxFoHHafSxycCddg/s200/amberwave.jpg" border="0" /></a> sunset over grandpa's farm.</div><div> </div><div>i'll get to the rest in due time. <br /><br /><div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-77135252478166194092009-09-04T10:13:00.000-07:002009-09-04T10:14:18.239-07:00Farm Fresh Eggs<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYM3sIF8xkGlZGu8DPebUDFAXaYVR4UhyphenhyphenTN5aI3P1_28uiJ0IE5aBOn9UOSOQY9hZaMSnpHNhyo7tQZcZ0YTlOLY_8eWEvkXo9uC57bg_ggh5kru1zTOCo2JCNj2kWFf1kqAwVw/s1600-h/eggs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377661657936326274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYM3sIF8xkGlZGu8DPebUDFAXaYVR4UhyphenhyphenTN5aI3P1_28uiJ0IE5aBOn9UOSOQY9hZaMSnpHNhyo7tQZcZ0YTlOLY_8eWEvkXo9uC57bg_ggh5kru1zTOCo2JCNj2kWFf1kqAwVw/s200/eggs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The best part is, they are from my own backyard chicken coop. Aren't they lovely?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-73163738260491892582009-08-25T07:10:00.000-07:002009-08-25T07:26:51.841-07:00Happy Birthday Ruby!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0TGD9MsLsLuE9IlT19RMpJvd-d5o6jJiyQ3E0_wdlstrbeHSmoqLZw31kbktbdLED76KFB7U_HhPbqBJZ-QCxesat_UUD-OLJyuHWfdcoZ_vVAd0MeN-Ifr7V02YostEaYlRPQ/s1600-h/birthdaygirl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904920383731250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib0TGD9MsLsLuE9IlT19RMpJvd-d5o6jJiyQ3E0_wdlstrbeHSmoqLZw31kbktbdLED76KFB7U_HhPbqBJZ-QCxesat_UUD-OLJyuHWfdcoZ_vVAd0MeN-Ifr7V02YostEaYlRPQ/s200/birthdaygirl.jpg" border="0" /></a> we celebrated ruby's first birthday on saturday. a bold personality calls for a bold cake! we were so happy to be able to have mindi and her family join us to celebrate...it was so nice to have family around for ruby's special day! (of course there are NO photos though! how lame is that?)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWevTnU_vF2-_ZxjPuCgps8LjFr_MpOMxn-SRCHliMh0PRma7MUgWhySqnI3L7DxjwJlkNv5opupzcUbRB6IMOFphZuc0w38hfLrO0vvduWZwvhQv4PiAWG0OkvbggYxQA9frJkg/s1600-h/thecake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904912668154162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWevTnU_vF2-_ZxjPuCgps8LjFr_MpOMxn-SRCHliMh0PRma7MUgWhySqnI3L7DxjwJlkNv5opupzcUbRB6IMOFphZuc0w38hfLrO0vvduWZwvhQv4PiAWG0OkvbggYxQA9frJkg/s200/thecake.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Wmg9_sflwQ6sBbHdn2k49lT0URpww_IOKK7zdmPT1bCBnEhPOiWJOeRoKRhWIVZ7NEF7KknLdywn3tjC6eTzj2O73SDNeI_-K_rWUC3nATuAjdH8qr5sg1mNUkjeSBGLPQQ93w/s1600-h/prettybaby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904909180714306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Wmg9_sflwQ6sBbHdn2k49lT0URpww_IOKK7zdmPT1bCBnEhPOiWJOeRoKRhWIVZ7NEF7KknLdywn3tjC6eTzj2O73SDNeI_-K_rWUC3nATuAjdH8qr5sg1mNUkjeSBGLPQQ93w/s200/prettybaby.jpg" border="0" /></a> ruby's favorite gift -- a toy camera from the simons. looks like shetakes after her daddy. do NOT try to take this away from her. she WILL use it as a weapon.<br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRWf21lzvP26eUeV0Xo7u6u236JgpjMdfDzk3eiS3jPygJwk0N8PGnGx_yFUVEh3WMlVYoLIoDnUMZ9RuzqKKX9hZWw-X7e70gajkUhz0FC5TwYyld8kw8GejQ0OTuJ53hbIyjw/s1600-h/happymommy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904897029025746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRWf21lzvP26eUeV0Xo7u6u236JgpjMdfDzk3eiS3jPygJwk0N8PGnGx_yFUVEh3WMlVYoLIoDnUMZ9RuzqKKX9hZWw-X7e70gajkUhz0FC5TwYyld8kw8GejQ0OTuJ53hbIyjw/s200/happymommy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXFd7MW6itggutB5bFH5WhJWkBO9VrLPFWgZ6Q6yN1Zzh1CXhdtxmjGYOT4WhydqDf4QyBJZxYPNYmEH1SDfS1sNGk50k-6YxyI79Bc9RE8HL2FFttYc_4LZ_a9TowBjz5S8JuQ/s1600-h/cake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904526741770210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXFd7MW6itggutB5bFH5WhJWkBO9VrLPFWgZ6Q6yN1Zzh1CXhdtxmjGYOT4WhydqDf4QyBJZxYPNYmEH1SDfS1sNGk50k-6YxyI79Bc9RE8HL2FFttYc_4LZ_a9TowBjz5S8JuQ/s200/cake.jpg" border="0" /></a> she wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but she knew it was something exciting.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcOlXi5-r5oT3Sl3utJELeRfU7KlFRQyOKTLyDqCJrevqvAYo2-KwIn8osk2wQQzgntYuhBL9lgOvPwdEHIUywZQiYY9UsvDiPyCFltLl9j5WtRWLQ1ymhOBwm4U9qGruBPQCTw/s1600-h/anticipation.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904517158260738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQcOlXi5-r5oT3Sl3utJELeRfU7KlFRQyOKTLyDqCJrevqvAYo2-KwIn8osk2wQQzgntYuhBL9lgOvPwdEHIUywZQiYY9UsvDiPyCFltLl9j5WtRWLQ1ymhOBwm4U9qGruBPQCTw/s200/anticipation.jpg" border="0" /></a> "is that for me?"<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoOQIuv88p0r3sRw29EMveUei238yERDSLor30GUi2LtOrhD27QKA3KQQc0MMnJVsU42ss1j0cEs7H3XjVfJg8P2iVqrq5j5f2lodVqRJ-LBElh9LTHrdMlzuUBjb8piBMWL77jg/s1600-h/allmine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904508607787394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoOQIuv88p0r3sRw29EMveUei238yERDSLor30GUi2LtOrhD27QKA3KQQc0MMnJVsU42ss1j0cEs7H3XjVfJg8P2iVqrq5j5f2lodVqRJ-LBElh9LTHrdMlzuUBjb8piBMWL77jg/s200/allmine.jpg" border="0" /></a>aha! mindi's hand. proof she was here. <br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinPuMnDLiW17Hm7V2-D-u2c62W0xV6XirBcugQjYK5RESB8AHX8Qq-RhSIzQ_Wea4rKwHu0jI7QwfaXkfh_jEv-JdgiFUw7MK001YtzhdunpPm1OSXToLX2rjJDMgxS8P9QYrA6Q/s1600-h/haveabite.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904502810090066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinPuMnDLiW17Hm7V2-D-u2c62W0xV6XirBcugQjYK5RESB8AHX8Qq-RhSIzQ_Wea4rKwHu0jI7QwfaXkfh_jEv-JdgiFUw7MK001YtzhdunpPm1OSXToLX2rjJDMgxS8P9QYrA6Q/s200/haveabite.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />ruby wasn't so sure about the texture of the frosting on her hands, but a bite or two from a fork convinced her to dive right in.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQCQDZOD2Quz73-DX6Sd0zbd0Q5LKYN3mtL7Qyk6SE26LgGlcoA6udFiFc86q_7jy-73Ds6gEjz5XRhlePTh2vi2U-M-fK38BDeK1LMroTfhQk0uvTb75xJOK7Ze8E8Wj2ngykw/s1600-h/cheesycakeface.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904109980463362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQCQDZOD2Quz73-DX6Sd0zbd0Q5LKYN3mtL7Qyk6SE26LgGlcoA6udFiFc86q_7jy-73Ds6gEjz5XRhlePTh2vi2U-M-fK38BDeK1LMroTfhQk0uvTb75xJOK7Ze8E8Wj2ngykw/s200/cheesycakeface.jpg" border="0" /></a> there was plate-licking.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoKIc6z2ymO4jIS1Y4DiQoq4SXNN8IDhPGY3bHwlO54Cz1ivmyPSAYZVxI9RfpwqfRHNciSXtvwAzrvGaGebA6CemRlRk2U-cVEprLghOCVdn3eYW6SUvaeEioM-rByozwkw1-tw/s1600-h/everycrumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904101114044898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoKIc6z2ymO4jIS1Y4DiQoq4SXNN8IDhPGY3bHwlO54Cz1ivmyPSAYZVxI9RfpwqfRHNciSXtvwAzrvGaGebA6CemRlRk2U-cVEprLghOCVdn3eYW6SUvaeEioM-rByozwkw1-tw/s200/everycrumb.jpg" border="0" /></a> and searching for every last possible crumb. (i think i only wiped up about 3 or 4 from the tray)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwtPuhxQ_nLQ_liypHE2P7ngjcw18TpR7z_BbZ6E9p1YbtHpFb5bdPsk1MHyITYs3c6eA94zZ18nKjwAOg-yzkU8X-13waUVOPYxdhDQnNqAr6haDDdKIHRYvrAdR1MnEiaccuow/s1600-h/cakesmile.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904090484376498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwtPuhxQ_nLQ_liypHE2P7ngjcw18TpR7z_BbZ6E9p1YbtHpFb5bdPsk1MHyITYs3c6eA94zZ18nKjwAOg-yzkU8X-13waUVOPYxdhDQnNqAr6haDDdKIHRYvrAdR1MnEiaccuow/s200/cakesmile.jpg" border="0" /></a> cake: ruby is definitely a fan<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Nup1W-d_YsaPVNIKMBK4ie6QV99VZDIiGQj3W6AXOo90WZmktsMY9E96x_sy-BDpU6vfZrlGGQyzxMqKW2X92Qsb5AqNcLu9D3Ez0lGe4AYMFyLoINt2JaFupYkLLu8pyo_IFw/s1600-h/cakeface.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373904081256687138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Nup1W-d_YsaPVNIKMBK4ie6QV99VZDIiGQj3W6AXOo90WZmktsMY9E96x_sy-BDpU6vfZrlGGQyzxMqKW2X92Qsb5AqNcLu9D3Ez0lGe4AYMFyLoINt2JaFupYkLLu8pyo_IFw/s200/cakeface.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-18537623085127554062009-04-01T07:04:00.000-07:002009-04-01T07:06:08.638-07:00iconic April fool's joke?conversation this morning between the kiddos and i:<br /><br />me: you know, today is april fool's day.<br />hadley: (indignantly) and i don't even have a shake hands buzzer!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-7751891811142274052009-03-24T13:29:00.003-07:002009-03-24T13:45:48.914-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUCRUxUBJuT0nKcp3CvTJk6y-hPxvTVe96niWm3uhqrW_S9NQWQtoc4IwFEHeLzT4Kzoi0KGIocTawlI8TgH9Ko1SZUHwRRD9jng45T_Paod6gdBCVUp3D19lFsipsVsAxZejOA/s1600-h/hadleyparty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316858303317772882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtUCRUxUBJuT0nKcp3CvTJk6y-hPxvTVe96niWm3uhqrW_S9NQWQtoc4IwFEHeLzT4Kzoi0KGIocTawlI8TgH9Ko1SZUHwRRD9jng45T_Paod6gdBCVUp3D19lFsipsVsAxZejOA/s200/hadleyparty.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>post to follow with all the fun details and pictures from the party this weekend. here's the invite:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhLMBquGxlUA4qC9vMuGdtGjw5m75DXCXWLRgt-zGoZ383TwPYAmeZIN1PaWosxx7EWFVkC3gpymXv8kSceWSNoqhR1a9pDD7PD7uVLhEpGEKQ93HB9ktyXUuPIc_IF3lor69Fxw/s1600-h/HadleyParty_front.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-72926319732536364452009-02-09T06:23:00.000-08:002009-02-09T06:26:32.448-08:00Happy Birthday Addi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjw5GBDcGebtOSvU4cAPGa97Rs_29r45g4DLpLVKmmi7hUpQ0OcH9NaggcpwfhGaeKIMtMyTYi-4nvyuRmL7Y6hXi4FwU36AisGhL8E7rj0cSzh6SAI5w0CLDqneMrqr-uFjvEw/s1600-h/addypeeks.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300803763254827186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigjw5GBDcGebtOSvU4cAPGa97Rs_29r45g4DLpLVKmmi7hUpQ0OcH9NaggcpwfhGaeKIMtMyTYi-4nvyuRmL7Y6hXi4FwU36AisGhL8E7rj0cSzh6SAI5w0CLDqneMrqr-uFjvEw/s200/addypeeks.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>this morning, xander said: mom, if Addi were alive today, i would wish her a happy birthay. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>so would i. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>we love you and miss you addison! happy birthday! our thoughts are with all of you today.</div><div> </div><div>xoxox</div><div>your sis and her fam</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-31607403677348680212009-01-25T17:34:00.000-08:002009-01-25T17:41:38.132-08:00Easter Dressesat an outing to a local fabric shop with some friends, i was talked into purchasing fabric to make matching easter dresses for my daughters. i have NEVER sewed much of anything before, let alone dresses! however, the pattern seemed simple and i had plenty of support from seamstress friends (thanks cyd and marisa!), so i decided to give it a go.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMBRJQwGfw-cpt_YWsy9hGNAI0QGVShYt0E0HISK24pIKOlqK85Py1DaGFQMm8aVrdVfw447u5aXlm0xEvild3fPRcfK2FnVlVNrpJZJxGbnnNLRDdtIvhIQqkmQ0g2t3Ee5rOg/s1600-h/easterdresses.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295410906615660786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLMBRJQwGfw-cpt_YWsy9hGNAI0QGVShYt0E0HISK24pIKOlqK85Py1DaGFQMm8aVrdVfw447u5aXlm0xEvild3fPRcfK2FnVlVNrpJZJxGbnnNLRDdtIvhIQqkmQ0g2t3Ee5rOg/s200/easterdresses.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i'm so pleased with the finished products and had so much fun making them! i think i might make a couple more for summer play dresses and may try lengthening the bodice pattern and making some cute summer tops. </div><div> </div><div>the pattern is "claire" by portabellopixie (with slight alterations) and fabrics are from Sandi Henderson's "farmer's market" collection. <br /></div><div>now, where's that free skirt pattern cyd mailed me? </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-88800391056890841152009-01-19T13:17:00.000-08:002009-01-19T14:01:39.616-08:00in the past 6 weeks...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rieLmvswvpMxoUtj8FmzMn3ZJuqq0eG9EpVZcK8q0rd_6CBbxUKTIOQLAJU4ZO6-aMRWP-ijJr3SoUt5dafiY5MV3GKXEKsmbnIvt2Ldf_YVS1jVEmsPUz4UUVWModSK3w-EQA/s1600-h/girliegirl.jpg"></a>we've been busy! here is a rundown of some of the highlights in no particular order (because i'm lazy) and in list form (because it's quick and easy).<br />in the past six weeks:<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR6KY8JumwL6p91dwdXEyW64Kde8QsEX6sJ6NKmCZYvjMkIgcXkYlY0ECp9O4r_iRQ6LeN_79u5EPCmseBFHE0juPfxifb48KtJZQX-EZb1SwxYOxnu5V5TuAtOucUDBi1ZKAg5A/s1600-h/boysbeingboys.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div>1. we witnessed snow in new jersey! better late than never, i always say and it's put me in a white christmas mood today-- hence the blupdate (i just invented that word. it means "blog update" in case you couldn't readily tell.) this is the current view out my window:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52n3lNtT9JOoFXrAaFWfka3cmLNZTFe05YSd8LFD0oMsPNh9jzd6mg6Gh8hp6aNPAr4Vh8kUhhWJCsLqXDquh76J2E8MAuzt_MC2t4RmJfYn2u7p9PONVx9a-Sc5Z1niX9r5y7w/s1600-h/snowyview.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118640024809730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52n3lNtT9JOoFXrAaFWfka3cmLNZTFe05YSd8LFD0oMsPNh9jzd6mg6Gh8hp6aNPAr4Vh8kUhhWJCsLqXDquh76J2E8MAuzt_MC2t4RmJfYn2u7p9PONVx9a-Sc5Z1niX9r5y7w/s200/snowyview.jpg" border="0" /></a> 2. i celebrated my thirty-somethingth birthday. :) </div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4vdxXMNJne-A3pwAW2PBQ8Q4-VeJKZvbGdYDBAkowHW_3S0SXtg9jUZdIudCyzRen-n8Jj94Wl6Q-g0_sVLPExel4lGmBAa0IBglh99y6043RMBq-ZIP3r21YRb4Gh0ypGldRfQ/s1600-h/peekacake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118637655477554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4vdxXMNJne-A3pwAW2PBQ8Q4-VeJKZvbGdYDBAkowHW_3S0SXtg9jUZdIudCyzRen-n8Jj94Wl6Q-g0_sVLPExel4lGmBAa0IBglh99y6043RMBq-ZIP3r21YRb4Gh0ypGldRfQ/s200/peekacake.jpg" border="0" /></a> 3. i made the best cake ever for the 100th time (not really sure on the number, but it seems that way.) behold the toasty-coconutty goodness. (thanks jones family!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIquMhZUZt5KR1fTIDiZIzceP8SuDotRMUpPWuYohl6ZBMW6_vjZGzRgVEXgTX8_VR4Ih_8dnVMJu0VSxGeC1ua0AeCopK-c_lY7nxAxG-aUC8shvmcQzCfAA6yMCMo-Jrqnyoiw/s1600-h/coconutty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118632153252738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIquMhZUZt5KR1fTIDiZIzceP8SuDotRMUpPWuYohl6ZBMW6_vjZGzRgVEXgTX8_VR4Ih_8dnVMJu0VSxGeC1ua0AeCopK-c_lY7nxAxG-aUC8shvmcQzCfAA6yMCMo-Jrqnyoiw/s200/coconutty.jpg" border="0" /></a> 4. i ate a LOT of said cake (another piece as a reward for blogging soon, i think) and a lot of chicken tikka masala (with loads of veggies tossed in) YUM!<br /><br />5. i showed alan what this cake involves. pretended he was going to learn to make it so he can do the job next year.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5T5ufGTPjVSKUirJvXlWmKuDSOmPkRT5c5fUinwV_BP1GGxAVoqGzYFQnx62jns5D8GKek-NacyOGRKfKM211j7urydnBC2ab9okCyuT4xqu_iajmcF8TfCUvBzFGK8a5JHSAg/s1600-h/cakemix.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118633345932386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh5T5ufGTPjVSKUirJvXlWmKuDSOmPkRT5c5fUinwV_BP1GGxAVoqGzYFQnx62jns5D8GKek-NacyOGRKfKM211j7urydnBC2ab9okCyuT4xqu_iajmcF8TfCUvBzFGK8a5JHSAg/s200/cakemix.jpg" border="0" /></a> 6. hadley started preschool! look at the little cutie!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheU1wNLlm8-hB9hi3nt4C7Jy3iaV4wHqrNsEQSiaoq68TOrxt00cZD2p7e4bv99yomTfhOk-CUUGLUZqq5-eu9oEICNvff7RjZF4q9oWP1-Bwxn12UqQoWSAssp7qK1zsIZYVvhw/s1600-h/preschooler.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118440789942034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheU1wNLlm8-hB9hi3nt4C7Jy3iaV4wHqrNsEQSiaoq68TOrxt00cZD2p7e4bv99yomTfhOk-CUUGLUZqq5-eu9oEICNvff7RjZF4q9oWP1-Bwxn12UqQoWSAssp7qK1zsIZYVvhw/s200/preschooler.jpg" border="0" /></a> 7. we took her first "official" first day of school photo -- she proudly tells everyone she goes "to a REAL school" (as opposed to the co-op we did with ward members last year)<br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0h4RhB7T1VQi0ju3s8lQW6wx0wFliMgeb30u_3nNxu3xPirRkuLs9_MJgufEvcO7Gdm253SJC2FpT_RQE7FLRBvmQVN4_zaXO6Tj73uphieaRbZJtjOvZj0yDzEGSt0W6APO9A/s1600-h/firstday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118439519846578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd0h4RhB7T1VQi0ju3s8lQW6wx0wFliMgeb30u_3nNxu3xPirRkuLs9_MJgufEvcO7Gdm253SJC2FpT_RQE7FLRBvmQVN4_zaXO6Tj73uphieaRbZJtjOvZj0yDzEGSt0W6APO9A/s200/firstday.jpg" border="0" /></a> 8. i did a lot of grateful praying...SOMEONE pulled some strings to make this preschool thing happen. </div><br /><br /><div>9. i laid to rest my fears about her going from being home all day to full-day kindergarten in the fall...she'll be ready, since pirate preschool (yes, real name) is everyday. </div><br /><br /><div>10. i have turned into a full-time resident of my car, thanks to aforementioned daily trips to and from preschool. </div><br /><br /><div>11. i set a world's car-trip record a couple weeks back. it went a little something like this:</div><br /><div>load up kids (hence referred to as LUK) drive alan to trainstation (woke up too late to bike it)</div><div>drive home</div><div>LUK drive X to school</div><div>drive home to get H's drawing she forgot that she HAS to give to miss susie</div><div>drive to H's ballet class</div><div>LUK drive home to change into yoga clothes<br />drive H to cricket's house so she can catch a ride to preschool with her<br />drive back to teach a yoga class</div><div>LUK (okay, just ruby)</div><div>drive home</div><div>LUK (again, just ruby)<br />go pick up H</div><div>drive home</div><div>LUK go pick up X</div><div>drive home</div><div>LUK go pick up alan</div><br /><div>12. ruby has gotten even fatter and cuter than before (who knew it was possible)</div><br /><div>13. ruby has gotten pretty good at playing in here: (santa brought it)<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDUzfSoxYVLKJpm5iAP9auT9W_F6_T1CJ5Za-Yz-txxvSK6IYkBY-_bDoDrD4XuUerTKNtHg35Vw4w35IEi275xbfSfKcy9bPRC8lT0Y8ywf00BD017mIPc51Knc8lW3_xYN2E5w/s1600-h/rubycutie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118430158680018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDUzfSoxYVLKJpm5iAP9auT9W_F6_T1CJ5Za-Yz-txxvSK6IYkBY-_bDoDrD4XuUerTKNtHg35Vw4w35IEi275xbfSfKcy9bPRC8lT0Y8ywf00BD017mIPc51Knc8lW3_xYN2E5w/s200/rubycutie.jpg" border="0" /></a> 14. we took a mini and much-needed vacay to bethany beach (thanks gardeners! we needed it!)<br /><br />15. alan turned into a shopping fiend at the outlets, leaving me to entertain the troops. </div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNWRt0emVWzKbagDQrFG4FbhFNliG-sV57oD24kSA7tqyZt5Ps8Epgiiq-mfLN2S5rKdDT0dJIMP0a-iteHrUGdw3skVsi3fmRMez5dWSIr2OijbYmGfw2lbPFPYCEIq-AK3aYvA/s1600-h/crazyriders2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118429479811938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNWRt0emVWzKbagDQrFG4FbhFNliG-sV57oD24kSA7tqyZt5Ps8Epgiiq-mfLN2S5rKdDT0dJIMP0a-iteHrUGdw3skVsi3fmRMez5dWSIr2OijbYmGfw2lbPFPYCEIq-AK3aYvA/s200/crazyriders2.jpg" border="0" /></a> 16. we found out that 75 cents makes a lot of fun and that the little merry-go-round packs a whallop of happy good times. :) check out the faces.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WpEDYsJDlKXKY3-EWF4aJPwc9StLRz7ULoGgS45IoIPtZF2kwyNrpul-leE4dZjBBwsciNQ2wo0PNcKiKQ0hmbKqXOMwGT4FH0XQqUuJnJhnLtxRXGgz5BK2-LIHTuFnNksmug/s1600-h/crazyriders.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118097945197314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WpEDYsJDlKXKY3-EWF4aJPwc9StLRz7ULoGgS45IoIPtZF2kwyNrpul-leE4dZjBBwsciNQ2wo0PNcKiKQ0hmbKqXOMwGT4FH0XQqUuJnJhnLtxRXGgz5BK2-LIHTuFnNksmug/s200/crazyriders.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />17. we ate yummy fish tacos at <a href="http://www.eldoradorehoboth.com/menu/4/22"><span style="color:#33ff33;">el dorado</span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">.</span> </div><br /><br /><div>18. we promised the kids they could play mini-golf, but we all got sick on the warmest day and 6 of the 11 people at the beach house puked before we all made it home a day late. </div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0faFc8N0wfEs4QvGIXziPaHQCAgMY2tknlTCyCQS86uQIaTpog34k14LD4wILCjUq4SghdAo935oTwSOlLjn7an1vQhT3gh-0o9In6CVlGuRY438u6tOBosUN_Afkgx8reSQyuA/s1600-h/rehobothgolf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118088593616466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0faFc8N0wfEs4QvGIXziPaHQCAgMY2tknlTCyCQS86uQIaTpog34k14LD4wILCjUq4SghdAo935oTwSOlLjn7an1vQhT3gh-0o9In6CVlGuRY438u6tOBosUN_Afkgx8reSQyuA/s200/rehobothgolf.jpg" border="0" /></a> 19. alan and the kids played the coldest game of mini-golf ever after we all recovered. rubes and i stayed in the car. </div><div></div><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHMyLh3O6gR670jyDktUWAKzFmyAaZMq-h0MUMjcFI6y8cm34uF2HeAdOPbZ4YfOz4KPAopmvWq-gfKX1CJQqfa4R8TRR4EvwLv2HPh8f9lG1YlNXecZB_g97HKIQcGmOoQU6kA/s1600-h/coldestgolfever.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118083099094898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuHMyLh3O6gR670jyDktUWAKzFmyAaZMq-h0MUMjcFI6y8cm34uF2HeAdOPbZ4YfOz4KPAopmvWq-gfKX1CJQqfa4R8TRR4EvwLv2HPh8f9lG1YlNXecZB_g97HKIQcGmOoQU6kA/s200/coldestgolfever.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />20. pre-sickness, i snapped one of the only pics i've ever taken at the beach house. i get into total lazy relaxation mode and forget to take any. but here's benny, the peaceful shark... </div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jfPHWjR-nnGJbJei6Szv8XOy5jSeT1kQpZ5gaXgGUfTMfJVQJdnt8I_dKjPdZPDA-eNsaFK23MlhZT7EhHS9szeUxYY_CvNFQHHCFYAAy97tbBPlPa4TLbQ8URXm5cmILDJzDg/s1600-h/benniethepeacefulshark.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293118084571640050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jfPHWjR-nnGJbJei6Szv8XOy5jSeT1kQpZ5gaXgGUfTMfJVQJdnt8I_dKjPdZPDA-eNsaFK23MlhZT7EhHS9szeUxYY_CvNFQHHCFYAAy97tbBPlPa4TLbQ8URXm5cmILDJzDg/s200/benniethepeacefulshark.jpg" border="0" /></a>21. we did a lot of laundry at the beach. more than should be allowed on "vacation".<br /></div><div><div>22. we hosted a christmas-eve dinner and filled our little house to the brim. i think it's safe to say a good time was had by all. </div><br /><div>23. we waited anxiously for santa....and for the official okay to come downstairs.<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtTcP5JNS3z4pdIq2b6CkGhAcfsjCUcKriCE1w6sznxqQunp4MmrVD25gkoYvC7kmoSn-8k43PzLvpoLGDSvT1aVVfgzPOg6q3TzVkgRvWJ5Ir-tMSZcufbPeJ5z4bnqEf5qn3w/s1600-h/readytorumble.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293117749857460082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwtTcP5JNS3z4pdIq2b6CkGhAcfsjCUcKriCE1w6sznxqQunp4MmrVD25gkoYvC7kmoSn-8k43PzLvpoLGDSvT1aVVfgzPOg6q3TzVkgRvWJ5Ir-tMSZcufbPeJ5z4bnqEf5qn3w/s200/readytorumble.jpg" border="0" /></a> 24. we decorated our new home for the holidays and hung our stockings by the chimney with care<br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rxNkBMJ4rvfnq0Ig8AttGOoyFEB4p1uw93-2sVxgQuYx-ypranMvl3ICiT4ha24oiGGhBGGwAYAc2R8ExT85xDGPD-BlHl3mPakNXUEFxnTj1Gw8ZZZ748gFuQP4yNRDaOsOzQ/s1600-h/stockingswerehung.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293117723775341618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3rxNkBMJ4rvfnq0Ig8AttGOoyFEB4p1uw93-2sVxgQuYx-ypranMvl3ICiT4ha24oiGGhBGGwAYAc2R8ExT85xDGPD-BlHl3mPakNXUEFxnTj1Gw8ZZZ748gFuQP4yNRDaOsOzQ/s200/stockingswerehung.jpg" border="0" /></a> 25. i managed to snap a pre-christmas-morning-chaos shot...H had a new dollhouse under that huge red blanket you see at lower right...it took her a good 10 minutes to even notice it, and then only because her brother pointed it out. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3Nv6o9NAQC6MkyLYHuYXr6irRB2NMxuy2qQXExWWr1t0jLteV7eAQ-31tCaBGVkBoct0-iqNb7uAiz9DHryKzBBXdh-Kj8-t1yqfIy5Lr7yE-_LhoYP_FIv8_FqSIC_xgCOSaw/s1600-h/christmasroom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293117719648847410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3Nv6o9NAQC6MkyLYHuYXr6irRB2NMxuy2qQXExWWr1t0jLteV7eAQ-31tCaBGVkBoct0-iqNb7uAiz9DHryKzBBXdh-Kj8-t1yqfIy5Lr7yE-_LhoYP_FIv8_FqSIC_xgCOSaw/s200/christmasroom.jpg" border="0" /></a> 26. ruby staged a full-scale revolt while we went out to eat...she made it clear she wanted solid foods and she wanted them NOW! check out the video clip <span style="color:#33ff33;"><a href="http://www.dropshots.com/spyderette#date/2009-01-19/15:36:00"><span style="color:#33ff33;">HERE</span> </a></span></div><div><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000000;">27. i purchased fabric to begin making H and R <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=18468443"><span style="color:#33ff33;">THIS CUTE DRESS</span></a> (sans apron) for easter. </span></div><div> </div><div>28. hadley started reading "Bob Books". pretty easy, but still, pretty exciting. </div><div> </div><div>29. we found out that xander grew 3 inches in 9 months. (and gained 10 pounds) </div><div> </div><div>30. i accidentally deleted 2 pics i wanted to include in this post. </div><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#33ff33;"><div><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-57294579257172400722008-12-19T10:30:00.000-08:002008-12-19T10:54:03.039-08:00Christmas Goodiesthings have been crazy busy around here lately, but my shopping is 99% finished so i thought i'd take a few minutes to post some highlights. (ruby-lovers be warned there is NO ruby is this post!)<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ0MZ3BjyPMwthzgUBL40pxwtn3gNcVzahjlf3_Hvf9jCMCNAORpvEbhzclaG12mCf7Eq59d3a7O7AetAih9y85Mnq8JnPsTN6tjenWvCeDY06OYOtbKMWT5-PGS879a4wFyqOfA/s1600-h/whendinosroamedfree.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572080478423634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ0MZ3BjyPMwthzgUBL40pxwtn3gNcVzahjlf3_Hvf9jCMCNAORpvEbhzclaG12mCf7Eq59d3a7O7AetAih9y85Mnq8JnPsTN6tjenWvCeDY06OYOtbKMWT5-PGS879a4wFyqOfA/s200/whendinosroamedfree.jpg" border="0" /></a> i know what you're thinking..."how on earth did they travel back in time and snap this awesome shot of a megaraptor in action and live to tell about it?" truth is, it's just a diorama. shocking, right? it was part of xan's first major school project...a report (written and oral on a dinosaur and a diorama.) alan totally saved my bacon on this one and it was a "guy project" for the better part of a week.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJvvoK9R2m2XcHarUm_BJ8V14oaG9BRwxfUq9vPsTla-fAFDKHhx6dEb0RK2fFjF08PRVgaFrjkGuvQvhNESK1pOz7pT27YrB39Mfg_OMdWq9t7MNueEgt_309nZTbXcqkur5Mw/s1600-h/sassydiorama.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572076994651570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJvvoK9R2m2XcHarUm_BJ8V14oaG9BRwxfUq9vPsTla-fAFDKHhx6dEb0RK2fFjF08PRVgaFrjkGuvQvhNESK1pOz7pT27YrB39Mfg_OMdWq9t7MNueEgt_309nZTbXcqkur5Mw/s200/sassydiorama.jpg" border="0" /></a> the finished product...i have no idea what he's doing or pointing at. we honestly could not get a good shot of the kid with the diorama...as evidenced in the following photo.</div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTl3Svak0O-Jrsa4LBVI0P747hKGR8c9sg45rXZoV_iKf_nvOxgBdMMnIeuV0KyMLnpucKJkDQqJVYeD-ptYdKfMziBVrM_ss_ZNVgfSjiq3xvb0OymSa-nmw2AM1_E6JuYrNTA/s1600-h/sleepydiorama.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281572076638109138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTl3Svak0O-Jrsa4LBVI0P747hKGR8c9sg45rXZoV_iKf_nvOxgBdMMnIeuV0KyMLnpucKJkDQqJVYeD-ptYdKfMziBVrM_ss_ZNVgfSjiq3xvb0OymSa-nmw2AM1_E6JuYrNTA/s200/sleepydiorama.jpg" border="0" /></a>granted, it was late. the boy was TIRED!<br /><br /></div><div></div><div>now onto the girl....today hadley had ballet class with a special performance at the end! if you scroll to the post below this one, you can link to the exciting video clips, but for now, here are some stunning still shots. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdUxo-aWhJ6zuCuMvdYDtq6T05b0LXdwpVqQKui4sc99aV5pyzEPGtg-xk4widF-ojZnMDk-jIj8Gq9ptmgglsxr-4CbOMk1U9LmYrggAUCDNrYahkwBxwCEmyKJZAPUFn0b6lxw/s1600-h/poseymcposer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571809527407650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdUxo-aWhJ6zuCuMvdYDtq6T05b0LXdwpVqQKui4sc99aV5pyzEPGtg-xk4widF-ojZnMDk-jIj8Gq9ptmgglsxr-4CbOMk1U9LmYrggAUCDNrYahkwBxwCEmyKJZAPUFn0b6lxw/s200/poseymcposer.jpg" border="0" /></a> the girl is a ham, but a lovely one.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYwgXOZan6LKm4SdQlkvyY5z5RIxNrDCqeIWqNv964WVVgTOZAHvssJ6bijU093DmVnyA3_siD8GjUa5INbAcphGihEx4eTD6jvUAwIriHQUvAJpHtwuY-INLxc_3UfXdhbnOYg/s1600-h/ballerinas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571797105538082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlYwgXOZan6LKm4SdQlkvyY5z5RIxNrDCqeIWqNv964WVVgTOZAHvssJ6bijU093DmVnyA3_siD8GjUa5INbAcphGihEx4eTD6jvUAwIriHQUvAJpHtwuY-INLxc_3UfXdhbnOYg/s200/ballerinas.jpg" border="0" /></a> hads and miss maya...sooo cute in the tutus for today's performance.</div><div></div><div>this next shot is my fave...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8RIUUH69IKU60lQIaQaWwwmw-Qtc9EztNoZf9bXPVZqgV9prEY86C5wRa9vvPvisWMt3gOWc9x5Q5p_pY2JI8tXOn1r3jANXKHz0J_2ahYRly5Z_evX9Pg1JqcH2yy8NEK9anSg/s1600-h/justlikedrawing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571800208578258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8RIUUH69IKU60lQIaQaWwwmw-Qtc9EztNoZf9bXPVZqgV9prEY86C5wRa9vvPvisWMt3gOWc9x5Q5p_pY2JI8tXOn1r3jANXKHz0J_2ahYRly5Z_evX9Pg1JqcH2yy8NEK9anSg/s200/justlikedrawing.jpg" border="0" /></a> because it looks just like this drawing hadley did for miss susie last week.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNppaCde6V-Jj-Xlet8fWQsn2sjkiIBpN1aWrS2rmwtdU1h8n23LpZzY1_TL3WvHduUXlu2-_LaICIXYVQ2gFBQurHOSJHjWgnlKRWIaPbnuOBExU4pJLgXyDNZTU3hExY2SQL_w/s1600-h/balletart.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571792357792114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNppaCde6V-Jj-Xlet8fWQsn2sjkiIBpN1aWrS2rmwtdU1h8n23LpZzY1_TL3WvHduUXlu2-_LaICIXYVQ2gFBQurHOSJHjWgnlKRWIaPbnuOBExU4pJLgXyDNZTU3hExY2SQL_w/s200/balletart.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />see what i mean? i have no idea why she wrote "hadley" across her head, but i guess it's as good a place as any. it serves an an artist's signature and a decorative element. </div><div></div><div></div><div>last weekend was the P2 Christmas party (that's our ward party...princeton 2nd). as is tradition in our ward, we had a special visitor. </div><div></div><div><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUXONbDPxOaB-9BvMibZR-DXYZ7PzJ2etUk3X7NvzF6nJBijLxQbsPxHeUqcodU7RrEH18YKndSe3vk9L0njm0J0i-E15-18NlDdccnsrnDNHxZUpIBMhiZtvRWxrtp2NgwGMxtQ/s1600-h/santakids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571575909240866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUXONbDPxOaB-9BvMibZR-DXYZ7PzJ2etUk3X7NvzF6nJBijLxQbsPxHeUqcodU7RrEH18YKndSe3vk9L0njm0J0i-E15-18NlDdccnsrnDNHxZUpIBMhiZtvRWxrtp2NgwGMxtQ/s200/santakids.jpg" border="0" /></a> love the look on the kids faces here. but it doesn't even compare to hadley's face in the next photo, which i captured just as santa made his grand entrance:<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8bl7tQRPpFRkhNDWtr1NaiZwn8BJeMtIus3dQndsa-I3ztnygccFfVrsWW7vRJAsnbZzfZi8Tuxi3BeZAA8T7ySNwukNwC72wbdSfx7HnXRKMwiVBwCPc3flWLY0oZ6zcTx7U6g/s1600-h/santacular.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571572748447890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8bl7tQRPpFRkhNDWtr1NaiZwn8BJeMtIus3dQndsa-I3ztnygccFfVrsWW7vRJAsnbZzfZi8Tuxi3BeZAA8T7ySNwukNwC72wbdSfx7HnXRKMwiVBwCPc3flWLY0oZ6zcTx7U6g/s200/santacular.jpg" border="0" /></a> priceless!<br /><br />we also made and delivered a few Christmas goodies this past week. here's what most of you are missing out on.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNJ3dNE1d_b4bKii6WNcBPo9S6cnMLo_8Pn7Qku44slEHmfXdXXq2CDapL25onV3I6VwFSbiJfOREkEwLaLZbF_syUXCs89RYihhmPY7PhoZLDG-TRTibVnyW89Q3qt0B1Cy6yQ/s1600-h/whatsinside.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571565671412674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNJ3dNE1d_b4bKii6WNcBPo9S6cnMLo_8Pn7Qku44slEHmfXdXXq2CDapL25onV3I6VwFSbiJfOREkEwLaLZbF_syUXCs89RYihhmPY7PhoZLDG-TRTibVnyW89Q3qt0B1Cy6yQ/s200/whatsinside.jpg" border="0" /></a>toffee, peppermint sticks, and gingersnaps. doesn't get much more Christmas-y than THAT! and the bags were tied up with a cute, red, green, and white cord that you can JUST make out in the background. </div><div></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDlMjmz7UFzPqKgI1Bxy4XvWXNiHzLWSE0ppsu-sNV150DI5A8gewwrMOQJBZoq2y05fYxE64FDzh7yr11qmnGtT4OcCcZ0ArZgOoFBRciFF6daqgLOWREti2yJ26-OxOCma0Dw/s1600-h/sweettreats.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281571562430695906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLDlMjmz7UFzPqKgI1Bxy4XvWXNiHzLWSE0ppsu-sNV150DI5A8gewwrMOQJBZoq2y05fYxE64FDzh7yr11qmnGtT4OcCcZ0ArZgOoFBRciFF6daqgLOWREti2yJ26-OxOCma0Dw/s200/sweettreats.jpg" border="0" /></a>and finally, a sneak peek inside. just pretend you've just found one on your doorstep and are anxiously peering inside. the peppermints look so festive! no match for what k. lyman left on my porch this morning though....i think it contained about 12 different cookie varieties. one-upper! :) j/k it's fantastic. hope the kids get some. <div></div></div><div>one last note...one of my favorite parts of my blog is the funny names i give the photos as i'm sizing and saving them, so i know which is which when i upload them, and no one has ever commented on that aspect. maybe no one noticed. i think you have to click on the pic to enlarge it and then you will see it in the page header. anyone find a fave? </div><div> </div><div></div><div>we love and miss all our family and friends that are not a part of P2. (we love you guys too, but don't miss you, per se...) </div><div></div><div>merry christmas!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-52863479005307295632008-12-19T10:03:00.000-08:002008-12-19T10:22:22.651-08:00sugar plum fairyhadley has been taking beginning ballet from miss susie since september. today, we enjoyed a mini-performance during class with 2 fabulous dances. the high squeaky voice you hear in the background is miss susie, who is dancing along with the girls and telling them each step...they were still all over the place, but soooo adorable. <br /><br /><a href="http://www.dropshots.com/spyderette"><span style="color:#33ff33;">www.dropshots.com/spyderette</span></a> for both video clipsUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-55830280931273690412008-12-15T10:19:00.000-08:002008-12-15T10:37:30.832-08:00where did november go?where did december go, for that matter? here are some thanksgiving pics for your perusal. granted, they are late, but seriously, where did the month go?<br /><br />this was our first thanksgiving all on our own. i really tried to go all out even though it was just the five of us. the turkey turned out beautifully. (thanks alton brown!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaxtTMcchz4Ml3MsYF8jv9i7vcxj1nx5gDJ1awL_y_VY9xLbiLZ5QPnQfqOpkAjg2a7TUKv8Zsq7_GJZ4-BasTATA5JNCVLBUial8Pn17CclqS7KxgZbXHlMVLywH-24v_Fu_w4g/s1600-h/turkey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084892925607330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaxtTMcchz4Ml3MsYF8jv9i7vcxj1nx5gDJ1awL_y_VY9xLbiLZ5QPnQfqOpkAjg2a7TUKv8Zsq7_GJZ4-BasTATA5JNCVLBUial8Pn17CclqS7KxgZbXHlMVLywH-24v_Fu_w4g/s200/turkey.jpg" border="0" /></a> soooo yummy.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbmfssKsZPwByWV_bZGqbGdB9khybqHn8okfEZKS1EP21draMQK95hueQ_YLRrXXBYgpwPzXc2W8m-6NTY33rqygMmiRnXuMJLyrmRe47v5oIFBRwDUz4Smkbd5M5HxBQCrc8TA/s1600-h/thumbsup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084578941291570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbmfssKsZPwByWV_bZGqbGdB9khybqHn8okfEZKS1EP21draMQK95hueQ_YLRrXXBYgpwPzXc2W8m-6NTY33rqygMmiRnXuMJLyrmRe47v5oIFBRwDUz4Smkbd5M5HxBQCrc8TA/s200/thumbsup.jpg" border="0" /></a> alan gives it the thumbs up. it tasted as good as it looked.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtXtRGtBtk6GWkH8rn8PcNh6459wr8dcVSTKDOZQX9zl223XlQYPp7GUjmlfZysU1jh3XrhTSOAz4zjhzvBSoN9RYOyok8-GhScsVTBZeSMXf83ZVwOU2InWrY9eKINZrHLPQPw/s1600-h/thanksgivingfeastie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084581558840018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtXtRGtBtk6GWkH8rn8PcNh6459wr8dcVSTKDOZQX9zl223XlQYPp7GUjmlfZysU1jh3XrhTSOAz4zjhzvBSoN9RYOyok8-GhScsVTBZeSMXf83ZVwOU2InWrY9eKINZrHLPQPw/s200/thanksgivingfeastie.jpg" border="0" /></a> the full menu: <span style="color:#33cc00;"><a href="http://trymeimtasty.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-punch.html">thanksgiving punch</a></span>, mashed potatoes and balsamic gravy, honey glazed carrots, green beans, turkey (duh), apricot-pecan stuffing, and homemade rolls. actually, no, there was yummy fruit salad too! luckily simon's invited us for pie, so i was spared that much work at least. cooking this much food for 2 adults and 2 kids is kinda not worth it. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYcrFYi03_pCq3hyphenhyphendZQfYie4ncoc_U1OZmzLmPVeYacosz0P8HDrCFnThyphenhyphenSvM8pyquNJeFcsYyU4JFswac5KC9R4UR8VABGyBt1xlDIOpf5KTpEcb4Yr7NmaZaBglbRglTA1PyQ/s1600-h/secondsplease.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084575115106962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirYcrFYi03_pCq3hyphenhyphendZQfYie4ncoc_U1OZmzLmPVeYacosz0P8HDrCFnThyphenhyphenSvM8pyquNJeFcsYyU4JFswac5KC9R4UR8VABGyBt1xlDIOpf5KTpEcb4Yr7NmaZaBglbRglTA1PyQ/s200/secondsplease.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />my plate, ready for me to dive in. i'm getting hungry just remembering. :)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZunVEnRdPcUF_SipauZ1d4LCt0DPDd-M-8iYqqhvtkyy8A4G4tcaV-2LqIdyUyMryJK7acEm7fR8T8ORsZiJGG67a0m-laY2SRb9dVEs4MOI1nNFHXhbqO2d7ZDWZs1Ah3_bvg/s1600-h/rubycutie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084574057992018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZunVEnRdPcUF_SipauZ1d4LCt0DPDd-M-8iYqqhvtkyy8A4G4tcaV-2LqIdyUyMryJK7acEm7fR8T8ORsZiJGG67a0m-laY2SRb9dVEs4MOI1nNFHXhbqO2d7ZDWZs1Ah3_bvg/s200/rubycutie.jpg" border="0" /></a> ruby opted to just have milk. (shout out to lauren and fam for the CUTEST dress! thanks again!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3oRXwBs-06M8uJyxa42yoRRmCFqWAr5QRGOA7goTpoShteSP8nzKv-nVfbjBtlaWOLbth6cRERwFncOLSrrcCYim6D3aXhXTakmJgWf6QYnTDlAQu0i7NM_uO1E9BlgJf1YQYUA/s1600-h/chefme.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280084572892374802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3oRXwBs-06M8uJyxa42yoRRmCFqWAr5QRGOA7goTpoShteSP8nzKv-nVfbjBtlaWOLbth6cRERwFncOLSrrcCYim6D3aXhXTakmJgWf6QYnTDlAQu0i7NM_uO1E9BlgJf1YQYUA/s200/chefme.jpg" border="0" /></a> me and my handiwork. tiny kitchen, huge feast. i rocked it, if i do say so myself. the kids actually bowed to me and chanted, "all hail mom" so that was cool. still not sure if they rehearsed that with their daddy prior to dinner. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDVNQvnT3u79Fw1E8K3Yhx9IdSnnous8ipz3gk9e-9a9UBdPESEvpYTorVMeaP2tp5YXXGclVlKv7CKh6GH9pQmPlz6wzNYMM5N-twfDM9qSpxcg8tZPGWOiSXCLGPFtsGXmU2w/s1600-h/bubby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083743474992210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPDVNQvnT3u79Fw1E8K3Yhx9IdSnnous8ipz3gk9e-9a9UBdPESEvpYTorVMeaP2tp5YXXGclVlKv7CKh6GH9pQmPlz6wzNYMM5N-twfDM9qSpxcg8tZPGWOiSXCLGPFtsGXmU2w/s200/bubby.jpg" border="0" /></a> ruby just smiled and had thirdsies on her milk. i think she really got the feast day thing. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRqu97npibfSrScJrdCelfWEM-oR9-rRhQ0jN6zFCADvRdceVcv7RjcW2DTKrWTPMDKWQuZOGGpQlPkVNS3ZZ5EBh6mkyuFUzVasf-X0A8VErnVOQF2Hm_fnjeBUccPzEuAiMeg/s1600-h/hungryboy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083734056186754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkRqu97npibfSrScJrdCelfWEM-oR9-rRhQ0jN6zFCADvRdceVcv7RjcW2DTKrWTPMDKWQuZOGGpQlPkVNS3ZZ5EBh6mkyuFUzVasf-X0A8VErnVOQF2Hm_fnjeBUccPzEuAiMeg/s200/hungryboy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />xan man, needing a haircut and digging in.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisEk5BMFUZM1-Ed6rdL2atI74J8kHEuilDaaszGG4rfnXmC1bP3adNpDeenkJOlzVYfiUpiV5P2-Y0zLHgVZVi2F23WeKQw4N6InAmYKt3Eehrxi9wAd2K7nMtsrsrg4Hfg6R9CQ/s1600-h/biggirl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083731235909314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisEk5BMFUZM1-Ed6rdL2atI74J8kHEuilDaaszGG4rfnXmC1bP3adNpDeenkJOlzVYfiUpiV5P2-Y0zLHgVZVi2F23WeKQw4N6InAmYKt3Eehrxi9wAd2K7nMtsrsrg4Hfg6R9CQ/s200/biggirl.jpg" border="0" /></a> had, using a knife like nobody's business. who taught her? we have no idea. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMfwI_SiRNtZkq3qFhGuNhG9bGAD4nLOmsPy6xa9wTSta-LL3Pl8KdVIvxLdZ-Sp9yVM_LnePNFwxxtBMMrO5lAqtnFJM2nm1FQyz6cg5vRTVNs8E5i3qnkJusFJMo4HUc6YGZQ/s1600-h/holidaytable.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083731534889138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYMfwI_SiRNtZkq3qFhGuNhG9bGAD4nLOmsPy6xa9wTSta-LL3Pl8KdVIvxLdZ-Sp9yVM_LnePNFwxxtBMMrO5lAqtnFJM2nm1FQyz6cg5vRTVNs8E5i3qnkJusFJMo4HUc6YGZQ/s200/holidaytable.jpg" border="0" /></a> our little thanksgiving table.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgX9sf1M1DhutdBW1AJY489uT7Iq6o8SHeOxTNE55-v7yHBHnmrm3ks7g6RT_LNRIEAn9FbP0VI6W2jXSR36CLJyqDz5-wK-CnXX2yh1HMZdIxITLBDKv8DVogqvLoiMF1JeTzbQ/s1600-h/apronme.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280083725624206402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgX9sf1M1DhutdBW1AJY489uT7Iq6o8SHeOxTNE55-v7yHBHnmrm3ks7g6RT_LNRIEAn9FbP0VI6W2jXSR36CLJyqDz5-wK-CnXX2yh1HMZdIxITLBDKv8DVogqvLoiMF1JeTzbQ/s200/apronme.jpg" border="0" /></a> me working some stuffing magic in the still-a-work-in-progress kitchen.</div><div> </div><div>and finally, to get you into the Christmas spirit, another conversation with hadley.</div><div> </div><div>aunt mindi (on the phone): so, haddles, what do you want santa to bring you for christmas?</div><div>had: a barbie and the diamond castle doll</div><div>aunt mindi: wow, that sounds awesome! what else do you want?</div><div>had: uh, i don't know....i'll have to watch more commercials. </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-47502499149228259272008-12-11T07:22:00.000-08:002008-12-12T04:57:07.795-08:00Would you be offended?Alan overheard this conversation at work between a marketing-type person on the phone (presumably with another marketing-type).<br /><br />"Would it be offensive if someone was wearing Sushi Pajamas and that person was Japanese?"<br /><br />"Yeah, me too, we'll change it."<br /><br />(Alan informed me that the girl in question was Hawaiian.)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-72815556133218694452008-12-11T07:20:00.000-08:002008-12-11T07:22:11.659-08:00She drives a hard bargainOn the way home from dropping of X at school this morning, Miss Hadley said she was going to sing me a song she wrote. She told me it was "kind of a marrying song" and that it was called "I won't be your bride". I went like this:<br /><br />I won’t be your bride.<br />I won’t be your bride.<br /><br />Will you be my bride if I give you twenty-five boxes of flowes?<br /><br />I still won’t be your bride.<br />I still won’t be your bride.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-79521093944745577082008-11-04T08:44:00.001-08:002008-11-04T09:00:46.479-08:00halloween update/thankful for...happy november! before we get to the halloween stuff, i wanted to do a quick post of things i am so thankful for right now. with thanksgiving coming up, i thought it might be nice to do this every day, but i don't know if i can commit to that. i will, however, try to do it frequently throughout the month.<br /><br />i am so thankful that i wake up to this each morning:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVG1E9pxVBco0mnmvuy56L-7j6IctvucsLnrytL7FAnStqJUWW11wr7Bp1dqMS9xQZDkUMGKOoVQEvVb7LED8qPvrTQVPgu4w8ikCyEKBOvjDgJyJ4O6Kg9UWOwsLbtKzoYCp40Q/s1600-h/windowview.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264845125932799890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVG1E9pxVBco0mnmvuy56L-7j6IctvucsLnrytL7FAnStqJUWW11wr7Bp1dqMS9xQZDkUMGKOoVQEvVb7LED8qPvrTQVPgu4w8ikCyEKBOvjDgJyJ4O6Kg9UWOwsLbtKzoYCp40Q/s200/windowview.jpg" border="0" /></a> this is the view from our bedroom window. i'm thankful for a great yard and great house!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZSUXif43r3jm1bP-YORcYDTkir5nZ5Dly8ZX2TlXdd2yudvL9Xulx_Xm7kEG3TLvKCmtN-FhpK4zEwBCM12VqBD-rIZkI09YGjBYxPhYjzETEE6britk4VpHJidAMqgUknlPwmw/s1600-h/ilovemummy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264845108172188146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZSUXif43r3jm1bP-YORcYDTkir5nZ5Dly8ZX2TlXdd2yudvL9Xulx_Xm7kEG3TLvKCmtN-FhpK4zEwBCM12VqBD-rIZkI09YGjBYxPhYjzETEE6britk4VpHJidAMqgUknlPwmw/s200/ilovemummy.jpg" border="0" /></a> i'm thankful that ruby is pretty much like this all day long. she sleeps through the night most of the time and is generally a happy, content little bundle of love! (shout out to aaron & kristina for the cute halloween outfit!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQgBNU6kp3neBhyphenhyphene1tY5A_HBWBZTEQA5UsZd5rb-CANoeE57wK1l9pGv6ruuBjA-GpdLR8k6wjCqPiR0GxrY2YSENdt-29o6iWzbzW7mcBlekR0C0FK9hUb6ZJVbbJW-dF67VSTQ/s1600-h/snugglebunnies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264845086144249746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQgBNU6kp3neBhyphenhyphene1tY5A_HBWBZTEQA5UsZd5rb-CANoeE57wK1l9pGv6ruuBjA-GpdLR8k6wjCqPiR0GxrY2YSENdt-29o6iWzbzW7mcBlekR0C0FK9hUb6ZJVbbJW-dF67VSTQ/s200/snugglebunnies.jpg" border="0" /></a> i'm thankful that i have these 3 to keep life interesting...and that they love each other...most of the time. :) </div><div></div><div>okay, on with halloween!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGOCrYgEIPcqsuVXYDl7aGnoq2BTBz-DCAD-CSrgH8wq5tGuCk2kAIe-FBCN9BWsflzkINWKVcJRtDSj1_299vpMXRtpFtSNtUgtoccZQI_hAfkG6IupiDnBGqfyw0ivSvlM2og/s1600-h/witchypoo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264844539185995842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGOCrYgEIPcqsuVXYDl7aGnoq2BTBz-DCAD-CSrgH8wq5tGuCk2kAIe-FBCN9BWsflzkINWKVcJRtDSj1_299vpMXRtpFtSNtUgtoccZQI_hAfkG6IupiDnBGqfyw0ivSvlM2og/s200/witchypoo.jpg" border="0" /></a> miss ruby was a fat little witch who pretty much slept through all the excitement. i actually changed her diaper and got her into this get-up without her waking up at all.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoT0IgCX0ocVQ6i5j3oVEt50VDtlvxdO7FbOLFbL3EmXVtHPx5vPCpaVRR0g9vpuiSeSZQl0B3AkDYyRmvsio2tQaTTZ6S8gQINNcJoHOyJmF-ULrJvDcmYG684EyyefopHOXXAQ/s1600-h/littlemermaid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264844538901989426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoT0IgCX0ocVQ6i5j3oVEt50VDtlvxdO7FbOLFbL3EmXVtHPx5vPCpaVRR0g9vpuiSeSZQl0B3AkDYyRmvsio2tQaTTZ6S8gQINNcJoHOyJmF-ULrJvDcmYG684EyyefopHOXXAQ/s200/littlemermaid.jpg" border="0" /></a> mitch was king triton to lucy's little mermaid, but she ditched the wig within about 5 houses. alan makes a lovely ariel, don't you think?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2Rgq4BXV-k8t3-Ie87cSxw0Mg0l5xRue2RqsnJihfxU-T6_QUiCIEiGjV4eAUj_HVvZiMZvE0kviq2evu4wpIZgPeb9ya46LGJ6UoGjhs270h2xg2VE08TI_NsZtl2ucX_mHYw/s1600-h/candybandits.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264844535404498370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2Rgq4BXV-k8t3-Ie87cSxw0Mg0l5xRue2RqsnJihfxU-T6_QUiCIEiGjV4eAUj_HVvZiMZvE0kviq2evu4wpIZgPeb9ya46LGJ6UoGjhs270h2xg2VE08TI_NsZtl2ucX_mHYw/s200/candybandits.jpg" border="0" /></a> happy kids with buckets full of loot.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16sAVk_GG0cg8qLpbaBdd-wt1gEHx1-9dXOqxsjui2ZuZSULj7UAUDxiaPBXrFarAZK852JhL99OIeLlGyROTOrroQr5mdFJAG4VVqsJkXfPLKJANCI5cTBhClUhfB3k7SH84dg/s1600-h/100_3398.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264844526258973330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj16sAVk_GG0cg8qLpbaBdd-wt1gEHx1-9dXOqxsjui2ZuZSULj7UAUDxiaPBXrFarAZK852JhL99OIeLlGyROTOrroQr5mdFJAG4VVqsJkXfPLKJANCI5cTBhClUhfB3k7SH84dg/s200/100_3398.jpg" border="0" /></a> another view of the robo-boy. and in honor of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B1BdQcJ2ZYY&NR=1"><span style="color:#33ff33;">flight of the conchords</span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">:</span> </div><div></div><div>There are no more humans</div><div>Finally, robotic beings rule the world</div><div>The humans are dead</div><div>The humans are dead</div><div>We used poisonous gases</div><div>And we poisoned their asses</div><div>The humans are dead (he's right they are dead)</div><div>The humans are dead (look at that one it's dead)</div><div>It had to be done (I'll just confirm that they're dead)</div><div>So that we could have fun (affirmative, I poked one, it was dead)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-12676197998475584942008-10-29T07:18:00.001-07:002008-10-29T07:35:34.283-07:00halloween slackeron friday, the kids and i all dressed up and went to our ward's "trunk or treat" activity. alan was out of town so getting myself and 3 kids there, all in costume, was quite a feat. however, my super-mom powers failed me miserably when i realized i had left the camera at home. :(<br /><br />and there were some awesome photo-ops!<br /><br />alexander's robot costume won 1 of 2 coveted prizes in the kid's costume category.<br /><br />hadley lit up every time someone called her "snow white".<br /><br />ruby looked adorable sleeping in her witchy-poo costume, complete with hat.<br /><br />and i won 1 of 2 coveted prizes in the adult costume category. (uh, that's adult as in "grown-up", not as in "adult" ;) )<br /><br />i had already taken off some of my jewerly and was about to lose the eyebrows when i decided i should snap a couple halloween self-portraits since i do it every year and will not be dressing up this friday. (so pathetic, i know)<br /><br />i went as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frida_Kahlo"><span style="color:#33ff33;">frieda kahlo</span><br /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wo1BfipIBYGlz7wgCDLOfwmpnJM27UPTHI8Kiyysg0nlA794ukOWmFUvHOtCxROpW5dhzvMWWP__88H1JoVVGHwDDCBUeuZE7gCo5-4aB7GFAx-q3OXZUR5gOsUcqgPOMLmDMg/s1600-h/frida-kahlo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262583584075894578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3wo1BfipIBYGlz7wgCDLOfwmpnJM27UPTHI8Kiyysg0nlA794ukOWmFUvHOtCxROpW5dhzvMWWP__88H1JoVVGHwDDCBUeuZE7gCo5-4aB7GFAx-q3OXZUR5gOsUcqgPOMLmDMg/s200/frida-kahlo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div>the real deal<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNEG6y39CX7aq5KfiAzCdkvMkEu_XwZcNuQt6Mjs6qCJbbGj4e8gqYf5lVYJ7yKe6rLfy6P5_9pLwzL0J25JUmY3Mxf9NYH53w72pNTvUe91Q54K5ketgcN2JJcjiMOQpBOrkyg/s1600-h/frieda2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262580241414383186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfNEG6y39CX7aq5KfiAzCdkvMkEu_XwZcNuQt6Mjs6qCJbbGj4e8gqYf5lVYJ7yKe6rLfy6P5_9pLwzL0J25JUmY3Mxf9NYH53w72pNTvUe91Q54K5ketgcN2JJcjiMOQpBOrkyg/s200/frieda2.jpg" border="0" /></a> lil me<br /></div><div><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwSETjoky-NTas57lUVtzbJLjOklPFG2vZpueJYqUvtnaMJE77n6E_7WBEOCJ3mz6WWaVS2qCTr-afYcyMfaiMOH1vzsqjTulgUUD15H7vz-p6hf0T7pCmZD7hb8WAvLu9t3AHA/s1600-h/frieda1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262580234339087346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwSETjoky-NTas57lUVtzbJLjOklPFG2vZpueJYqUvtnaMJE77n6E_7WBEOCJ3mz6WWaVS2qCTr-afYcyMfaiMOH1vzsqjTulgUUD15H7vz-p6hf0T7pCmZD7hb8WAvLu9t3AHA/s200/frieda1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and the mugshot. </div><div></div><div>updates and pics of the kids after halloween!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-28093033518018491132008-10-26T07:52:00.000-07:002008-10-26T08:03:56.856-07:00taggeed by my SIS10 years ago I was:<br />1. childless<br />2. living in the tiniest one bedroom apartment<br />3. blissfully happy<br />4. up for a late night (any time) outing to Bill & Nada's<br />5. super skinny<br /><br />5 things on today's to do list:<br />1. wash all my sheets and duvet cover (ruby spit up)<br />2. take out the garbage<br />3. bathe 3 children<br />4. crochet a hat for ruby<br />5. eat yummy chicken tikka masala<br /><br />5 things I would do if I were a millionaire:<br />1. pay off both my houses<br />2. share the money with a certain sis and brother<br />3. go to disneyland<br />4. go on a dream vacay to london, paris, and rome<br />5. save some for a rainy day<br /><br />5 places I have lived:<br />1. salem<br />2. provo<br />3. salt lake city<br />4. springville<br />5. new freaking jersey<br /><br />5 places I have worked:<br />1. sno shack<br />2. Nu Skin<br />3. Churchill Jr. High<br />4. DSW advertising<br />5. Franklin Covey<br /><br />(added by me for seasonal flair)<br />5 things I have been for halloween:<br />1. some kind of a cat or something ;)<br />2. magenta<br />3. cleopatra<br />4. <a href="http://spyhunter007.com/Images/nightmare_before_christmas_sally.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;">sally </span></a><br />5. <a href="http://www.geh.org/ar/strip89/m197100500035.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;">frieda </span><br /></a><br />i tag alan, marina, , aubrey, lori, marisa, and all my girls from P2. :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8553900.post-41020498377680259112008-10-21T13:28:00.000-07:002008-10-21T13:44:51.938-07:00ruby o' rama<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nfIzErG7i5CwtlyKGeXfIsMmDcZ11-Wsw3f9Q76HvbDpx3luB-0xntd_zYemQ1qPKwrVDAR2rDcsTcZxs2DmKlfBjLUfXwnUiUwtsH4feuDahyd7Iu8P7LtLpISFZDO4VmXlvw/s1600-h/sidelongglance.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708890898623218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-nfIzErG7i5CwtlyKGeXfIsMmDcZ11-Wsw3f9Q76HvbDpx3luB-0xntd_zYemQ1qPKwrVDAR2rDcsTcZxs2DmKlfBjLUfXwnUiUwtsH4feuDahyd7Iu8P7LtLpISFZDO4VmXlvw/s200/sidelongglance.jpg" border="0" /></a> ruby has been growing (mostly wider) and learning important life skills like smiling. <br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1zrugRz91dtHp8kBdNFQYJfPKOITNZEjdIpKIiV8ZTj1NVCJvDuewKKnDOwshHu2hc-z8A8H0OisjAzD9U5QMWRy9EPolU6KxuK0LLV5LaRQ1VQFKqLfvd9dwUhuvMS4zSC_H6w/s1600-h/tubbybubby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708902568111314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1zrugRz91dtHp8kBdNFQYJfPKOITNZEjdIpKIiV8ZTj1NVCJvDuewKKnDOwshHu2hc-z8A8H0OisjAzD9U5QMWRy9EPolU6KxuK0LLV5LaRQ1VQFKqLfvd9dwUhuvMS4zSC_H6w/s200/tubbybubby.jpg" border="0" /></a> she has a sweet hammock tub. i wish i had a sweet hammock tub. so does my dad. i don't think they come in king size. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtX9aIep5v1y72mUwQRkcjK_YbqJjSYYScjF7QjyatpmVlIUv0ZWGWCmvl0GZIFxv6cdXzyy__owKKrC0mhNI9GjNiJVrAXAR9A5pxxjS1O-y_abNjc2XYdM8SlJgHl1wyLO1bLg/s1600-h/whatchoolookinat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708918125226882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtX9aIep5v1y72mUwQRkcjK_YbqJjSYYScjF7QjyatpmVlIUv0ZWGWCmvl0GZIFxv6cdXzyy__owKKrC0mhNI9GjNiJVrAXAR9A5pxxjS1O-y_abNjc2XYdM8SlJgHl1wyLO1bLg/s200/whatchoolookinat.jpg" border="0" /></a> this pic looks weird sideways, which is how it was taken, but even weirder upright. <br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQibgx4dIrEM1mInJmLeUpZf0PJAomWprkovc1DMUDOCo9toVJzKx_mDP8vTcZ-wlsUzsotupEgVdS75mo0Z-wu0Ixke0tnIyx2vGTt8btx1cuWZvRqvbfSBR8j4GftPBp8o-Nw/s1600-h/lilwaveyhand.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708649648857586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQibgx4dIrEM1mInJmLeUpZf0PJAomWprkovc1DMUDOCo9toVJzKx_mDP8vTcZ-wlsUzsotupEgVdS75mo0Z-wu0Ixke0tnIyx2vGTt8btx1cuWZvRqvbfSBR8j4GftPBp8o-Nw/s200/lilwaveyhand.jpg" border="0" /></a> i LOVE this photo...the stripey blankey...the lone didi (pacifier)...the calm sleeping baby with the wavey little hand...<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJRmxEQ_GG2heBVYhmyKhHjPyCIc7pOPkWj6NUE4nE4z1paUbY2wB9-84DFnvSGEs5SS-MXSWPJ4pygFwKWLETLKfopJVI7dVDCAez93nHJZb_spFunRz4_b2QGl7BLJLb93PEA/s1600-h/playmat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708652549738306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrJRmxEQ_GG2heBVYhmyKhHjPyCIc7pOPkWj6NUE4nE4z1paUbY2wB9-84DFnvSGEs5SS-MXSWPJ4pygFwKWLETLKfopJVI7dVDCAez93nHJZb_spFunRz4_b2QGl7BLJLb93PEA/s200/playmat.jpg" border="0" /></a> another conundrum as to which way the photo should go. </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaRj6O1UlanoJvxHc6UN2UPbAUyhh7N8_LSi-7CwI2pxfLRQ6PieZlTeVmI-deb2Dle6sry9d0HW6fZRFxGUNy3sOCYOoaVo3v1iyTrM43NwQlluAIzyy7FvKmE9GSUPcaaKBaXw/s1600-h/podgeandruby2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708659411042130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaRj6O1UlanoJvxHc6UN2UPbAUyhh7N8_LSi-7CwI2pxfLRQ6PieZlTeVmI-deb2Dle6sry9d0HW6fZRFxGUNy3sOCYOoaVo3v1iyTrM43NwQlluAIzyy7FvKmE9GSUPcaaKBaXw/s200/podgeandruby2.jpg" border="0" /></a> grandpa and ruby both looking sleepy. grandpa worked a lot while he was here. ruby pooped and ate a lot. all of those things are exhausting. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn85Y9m6zbv4QNKIqkb9fI8TPsSXNOLrQBThNnAd13Q2iw5dwbl90ZOw9b84iqmBn6ZaAPev-TvVDfrH8IXJ7_uvJV-4tDolysr2LqQ6lRH5tR38qb0YIjPmmxY5yKmiM55DxMmw/s1600-h/podgeandruby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708669314511250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn85Y9m6zbv4QNKIqkb9fI8TPsSXNOLrQBThNnAd13Q2iw5dwbl90ZOw9b84iqmBn6ZaAPev-TvVDfrH8IXJ7_uvJV-4tDolysr2LqQ6lRH5tR38qb0YIjPmmxY5yKmiM55DxMmw/s200/podgeandruby.jpg" border="0" /></a> another cutie with her grampie shot. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizHO8uF-MdkUHAL6HSlMV3JquS9E0SZ_PHr_WT7J_ow-_lFZqsYYs-8bmjmJKxnxnwUyWCL6iN8xZjzVLKyDWD5ah4_U2oju2NvloHlr8ibGW2qQ0jfJZtrXeRxLs0VREm8SIR4A/s1600-h/polkadotty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708677770598498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizHO8uF-MdkUHAL6HSlMV3JquS9E0SZ_PHr_WT7J_ow-_lFZqsYYs-8bmjmJKxnxnwUyWCL6iN8xZjzVLKyDWD5ah4_U2oju2NvloHlr8ibGW2qQ0jfJZtrXeRxLs0VREm8SIR4A/s200/polkadotty.jpg" border="0" /></a> polka-dotty princess. shout out to jenn for the cute jammies! thanks jenn! (she looks extra cute and funny in this outfit with her round blue didi in her mouth. it adds another little turquoise circle to the mix)<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbQ5ejRFF3_-MaTUquzuTqtGvNYgQ3rbWMUXTVr3h3xPlMysDz4s-jW1FFkf2GLQzwl0doWgyjHHt0ZIhyphenhyphen0ao261X7WORkEXUJwMy4SJqreuui3UBhOICRcsNvy1jxqj2dYWiz9Q/s1600-h/bigstretch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708330648095570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbQ5ejRFF3_-MaTUquzuTqtGvNYgQ3rbWMUXTVr3h3xPlMysDz4s-jW1FFkf2GLQzwl0doWgyjHHt0ZIhyphenhyphen0ao261X7WORkEXUJwMy4SJqreuui3UBhOICRcsNvy1jxqj2dYWiz9Q/s200/bigstretch.jpg" border="0" /></a> gotta love the big baby stretch. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xyfpwAVcIYsNKNsQxX9vABuI1j4VyP1CfwrJqoDGSMZiWvsAOTi6PISPXLh9PoVBrEv5tQSqzpK7PGz60e1QDYBMZWsUR_blPy36mJlnAQjo6KBXXBWa46O-8GR59WCy17YFpQ/s1600-h/bottletime.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708344388928338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xyfpwAVcIYsNKNsQxX9vABuI1j4VyP1CfwrJqoDGSMZiWvsAOTi6PISPXLh9PoVBrEv5tQSqzpK7PGz60e1QDYBMZWsUR_blPy36mJlnAQjo6KBXXBWa46O-8GR59WCy17YFpQ/s200/bottletime.jpg" border="0" /></a> ruby's first attempt at a bottle (just in case we are lucky enough to ever go on a date, which i doubt) -- she doesn't care about the receptacle...as long as it's filled with the good stuff! (another shout out to jenn -- thanks jenn!) oh, just an fyi, she downed the whole bottle in about 5 minutes flat. <br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyKtqWuZ265gAbdDQTIbMvUv4xai-36KilvQkvoInOTt97TRsMYMqLQsQEL6R8zasyLnVdcHRhGN5c079e5x0gNk5srcCaM12DsRrZr1y3cNYpg2LX-fLRmplfofpEaIJwlxsD_Q/s1600-h/fatrolls.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708349976390930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyKtqWuZ265gAbdDQTIbMvUv4xai-36KilvQkvoInOTt97TRsMYMqLQsQEL6R8zasyLnVdcHRhGN5c079e5x0gNk5srcCaM12DsRrZr1y3cNYpg2LX-fLRmplfofpEaIJwlxsD_Q/s200/fatrolls.jpg" border="0" /></a> great shot of fat rolls. count them if you can. </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj99WyiR4cAv0bzUmZ6GM5KwW3qsmPxna813XLoOlSv1IHes86z6kQLLOnNEphSgHaReHwRY2l1ISBKOZGaYQVsxfIr6zZy_S_SOhV55ABNv8PJA0wDowl1jj3OYWW_MZ93QqULIQ/s1600-h/happybath2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708350892910994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj99WyiR4cAv0bzUmZ6GM5KwW3qsmPxna813XLoOlSv1IHes86z6kQLLOnNEphSgHaReHwRY2l1ISBKOZGaYQVsxfIr6zZy_S_SOhV55ABNv8PJA0wDowl1jj3OYWW_MZ93QqULIQ/s200/happybath2.jpg" border="0" /></a> happy bathtime baby.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCE3ZadJHT_SCLCwjLC7dkVjjTsEGvqdpDw3O6woewbKbcTdhCITVbX-eC3lyFQVUjZC-nmIWe8gFgZxtrbgS9UeR-BMb5KiZ772mKSNzPXe05Q9n9AcWcuCUe-LUzM81GAOxKqQ/s1600-h/happybath.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259708354408533842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCE3ZadJHT_SCLCwjLC7dkVjjTsEGvqdpDw3O6woewbKbcTdhCITVbX-eC3lyFQVUjZC-nmIWe8gFgZxtrbgS9UeR-BMb5KiZ772mKSNzPXe05Q9n9AcWcuCUe-LUzM81GAOxKqQ/s200/happybath.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and again. <br /></p><p>smooches to all of you! </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5