tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89607212819371076032024-03-13T09:17:01.818-06:00Diaper Bags & StrollersI have always had a fetish for diaper bags and strollers. I am always on the look out for the perfect diaper bag. Call me an unbeliever but I don't think one exists. I currently have 4 strollers. When you have multiple young children a stroller is the only way to go when taking it solo.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.comBlogger269125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-88031733268138598002011-11-26T13:25:00.003-07:002011-11-26T13:34:06.647-07:00BYU vs UT<div style="text-align: center;">We are BYU football fans through and through. So from the moment we hear BYU would be playing in Texas we knew we'd be going. We drove to Austin hit the tailgate party where we stocked up on BYU swag and then went on to the game. We took the boys but opted to leave the girls home. Despite the heat we all had a great time.</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_CKo3F9sFE/TtFMrD1TolI/AAAAAAAAEIo/5wLuMUFnR84/s1600/DSC01680.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_CKo3F9sFE/TtFMrD1TolI/AAAAAAAAEIo/5wLuMUFnR84/s320/DSC01680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679404907737883218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hesq7Ehww64/TtFMreEsI7I/AAAAAAAAEI0/flPlVAlrBBo/s1600/DSC01684.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hesq7Ehww64/TtFMreEsI7I/AAAAAAAAEI0/flPlVAlrBBo/s320/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679404914781725618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nw-DZ5JyEBE/TtFMryMog-I/AAAAAAAAEJA/k3GsRLEDT5Y/s1600/DSC01691.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nw-DZ5JyEBE/TtFMryMog-I/AAAAAAAAEJA/k3GsRLEDT5Y/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679404920183751650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-3772951101570281942011-11-26T13:17:00.004-07:002011-11-26T13:25:39.127-07:00Natural Bridge Caverns<div style="text-align: center;">We finally made it Natural Bridge Caverns. We've talked about going since we moved here. Our final motivation was to go before the baby came b/c it's not stroller friendly and who wants to carry a baby around for that long in that kind of humidity. </div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8enoj-ndq-A/TtFKKJIuJtI/AAAAAAAAEH0/Hp4XL0swI0g/s1600/DSC01672.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8enoj-ndq-A/TtFKKJIuJtI/AAAAAAAAEH0/Hp4XL0swI0g/s320/DSC01672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679402143202551506" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EH-EYSIv8M/TtFKJ3wro0I/AAAAAAAAEHs/UB5vDREJ3a4/s1600/DSC01670.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EH-EYSIv8M/TtFKJ3wro0I/AAAAAAAAEHs/UB5vDREJ3a4/s320/DSC01670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679402138538320706" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y58qWHAnF3I/TtFKKQlAP-I/AAAAAAAAEIE/x9lgm870100/s1600/DSC01677.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y58qWHAnF3I/TtFKKQlAP-I/AAAAAAAAEIE/x9lgm870100/s320/DSC01677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679402145200226274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uw9qHwbMxBw/TtFLC9URGsI/AAAAAAAAEIc/_tEm5_LFAZs/s1600/DSC01679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uw9qHwbMxBw/TtFLC9URGsI/AAAAAAAAEIc/_tEm5_LFAZs/s320/DSC01679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679403119282297538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBCd6RnpmBY/TtFLCuwd-NI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/InWKsfMl8ME/s1600/DSC01678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBCd6RnpmBY/TtFLCuwd-NI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/InWKsfMl8ME/s320/DSC01678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679403115374049490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-53831865660158974842011-10-12T12:31:00.017-06:002011-11-26T13:25:55.574-07:00First day of school<div style="text-align: center;">Jack and Alyssa are at the same school and walk to and from school together.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuV3KwMK-xs/TtFFsi_ziyI/AAAAAAAAEF0/cRP-wVn0AHY/s1600/IMGP3228.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RuV3KwMK-xs/TtFFsi_ziyI/AAAAAAAAEF0/cRP-wVn0AHY/s320/IMGP3228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679397236701891362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alyssa is in kindergarten with Mrs. England</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzX9p5aiukM/TtFFsbErHiI/AAAAAAAAEFo/l4lqLoI0owA/s1600/IMGP3221.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kzX9p5aiukM/TtFFsbErHiI/AAAAAAAAEFo/l4lqLoI0owA/s320/IMGP3221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679397234574827042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jack is in 4th grade with Mrs. Oliver</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l5gL8EtuI0Y/TtFH0lj_WUI/AAAAAAAAEHI/2dDZbN3QOsA/s1600/IMGP3233.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l5gL8EtuI0Y/TtFH0lj_WUI/AAAAAAAAEHI/2dDZbN3QOsA/s320/IMGP3233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679399573852739906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gavan is in 6th grade and has too many teachers to list as he has 7 periods. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsYWj4WeN0A/TtFGix8_KQI/AAAAAAAAEGk/MoOqfW-qaFM/s1600/IMGP3247.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsYWj4WeN0A/TtFGix8_KQI/AAAAAAAAEGk/MoOqfW-qaFM/s320/IMGP3247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679398168429537538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> He didn't want to cooperate with pictures and kept goofing off so in retaliation I will now post his silliness for all to see.</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bzciV3Z36Q/TtFGiqWEwnI/AAAAAAAAEGY/-GCGAfS0mTA/s1600/IMGP3243.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bzciV3Z36Q/TtFGiqWEwnI/AAAAAAAAEGY/-GCGAfS0mTA/s320/IMGP3243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679398166387278450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bqw7Ny4rsY/TtFGicC5jdI/AAAAAAAAEGM/g78TzRD0ZEY/s1600/IMGP3241.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Bqw7Ny4rsY/TtFGicC5jdI/AAAAAAAAEGM/g78TzRD0ZEY/s320/IMGP3241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679398162548755922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvPmc1pUPsc/TtFIu7C_fiI/AAAAAAAAEHg/B5Ls0GsyAE0/s1600/IMGP3259.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvPmc1pUPsc/TtFIu7C_fiI/AAAAAAAAEHg/B5Ls0GsyAE0/s320/IMGP3259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679400576052330018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVouPy3gx_I/TtFIur-hISI/AAAAAAAAEHU/OnRVbVUFWNc/s1600/IMGP3254.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVouPy3gx_I/TtFIur-hISI/AAAAAAAAEHU/OnRVbVUFWNc/s320/IMGP3254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679400572007031074" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sadie is in Pre-K and has Mrs. Renee and Mrs. Jessica</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkDm4fmUy5Q/TtFHz_PAxMI/AAAAAAAAEG8/qmHMrBwbwaA/s1600/IMGP3267.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dkDm4fmUy5Q/TtFHz_PAxMI/AAAAAAAAEG8/qmHMrBwbwaA/s320/IMGP3267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679399563564205250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uxm4T8e1Ms/TtFHzhRN4hI/AAAAAAAAEGw/ofpsHvbqSU0/s1600/IMGP3270.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uxm4T8e1Ms/TtFHzhRN4hI/AAAAAAAAEGw/ofpsHvbqSU0/s320/IMGP3270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679399555520389650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-18805635517884762142011-10-12T12:31:00.010-06:002011-11-26T12:57:08.564-07:00Back to school fashion show<div style="text-align: center;">It wouldn't be back to school time without our traditional jumbo cookie...</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6TTSYfxp1I/TtFEeAJFWEI/AAAAAAAAEFc/agpbVr5dkKo/s1600/IMGP3192.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6TTSYfxp1I/TtFEeAJFWEI/AAAAAAAAEFc/agpbVr5dkKo/s320/IMGP3192.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679395887315769410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and fashion show....<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAYIUG3t0_M/TtFDbLtEXqI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/7x-UmXCKDuU/s1600/IMGP3217.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAYIUG3t0_M/TtFDbLtEXqI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/7x-UmXCKDuU/s320/IMGP3217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679394739368255138" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EO0Gmjh1uMg/TtEu4605coI/AAAAAAAAEFE/k9rQpblSk8E/s1600/IMGP3215.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EO0Gmjh1uMg/TtEu4605coI/AAAAAAAAEFE/k9rQpblSk8E/s320/IMGP3215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679372160489583234" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6D12rn2V1I0/TtEu4ga7m2I/AAAAAAAAEE4/DmuqK_wMdeg/s1600/IMGP3213.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6D12rn2V1I0/TtEu4ga7m2I/AAAAAAAAEE4/DmuqK_wMdeg/s320/IMGP3213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679372153401351010" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5u_tttLYi_w/TtEu4WPEtrI/AAAAAAAAEEs/uzpmhxljgnY/s1600/IMGP3209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5u_tttLYi_w/TtEu4WPEtrI/AAAAAAAAEEs/uzpmhxljgnY/s320/IMGP3209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679372150667261618" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHgtnw69PHI/TtEdHRQEhrI/AAAAAAAAEEc/GAVgSxOKeV0/s1600/IMGP3206.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vHgtnw69PHI/TtEdHRQEhrI/AAAAAAAAEEc/GAVgSxOKeV0/s320/IMGP3206.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679352615818004146" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQFfn35WE58/TtEdGw2o1eI/AAAAAAAAEEU/pP429tScLZs/s1600/IMGP3202.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQFfn35WE58/TtEdGw2o1eI/AAAAAAAAEEU/pP429tScLZs/s320/IMGP3202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679352607121397218" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjehCdYuXP0/TtEdGs9G9-I/AAAAAAAAEEI/vAfOsE56ChA/s1600/IMGP3201.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SjehCdYuXP0/TtEdGs9G9-I/AAAAAAAAEEI/vAfOsE56ChA/s320/IMGP3201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679352606074796002" /></a><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-30402864269341248842011-10-12T12:29:00.006-06:002011-11-26T10:04:29.021-07:00Snake Farm<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Not my idea of fun but, we took the kids to the snake farm and petting zoo. The kids liked the snakes, I found them creepy. We were joined by our cousins, which always makes it more fun.</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jiuq3YFjCYo/Tq9CuRl2glI/AAAAAAAADqg/eJD-sBMPtaA/s1600/IMGP3096.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jiuq3YFjCYo/Tq9CuRl2glI/AAAAAAAADqg/eJD-sBMPtaA/s320/IMGP3096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669823818646323794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The kids loved the petting zoo. This particular goat was very brave and kept stealing the kids food bags. </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oZB7aMANvs/Tq9Bq3XtN5I/AAAAAAAADpw/a0RK6nc46Is/s1600/IMGP3086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1oZB7aMANvs/Tq9Bq3XtN5I/AAAAAAAADpw/a0RK6nc46Is/s320/IMGP3086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669822660556437394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Jack watching in horror as the goat took Sadie's food bag.</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7Bva5FSfY/Tq9CuFt6ghI/AAAAAAAADqU/HPB9_mBDtNI/s1600/IMGP3087.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7Bva5FSfY/Tq9CuFt6ghI/AAAAAAAADqU/HPB9_mBDtNI/s320/IMGP3087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669823815458914834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L9dmD-nMV0s/Tq9BrKM16dI/AAAAAAAADp8/9CMXqXPVWHs/s1600/IMGP3088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L9dmD-nMV0s/Tq9BrKM16dI/AAAAAAAADp8/9CMXqXPVWHs/s320/IMGP3088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669822665611143634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>sadie didn't like that.</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8D48mAZDUQ/Tq9BrsdIJCI/AAAAAAAADqI/AJwoDK0tG-8/s1600/IMGP3089.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a8D48mAZDUQ/Tq9BrsdIJCI/AAAAAAAADqI/AJwoDK0tG-8/s320/IMGP3089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669822674806252578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rL7Bva5FSfY/Tq9CuFt6ghI/AAAAAAAADqU/HPB9_mBDtNI/s1600/IMGP3087.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wr3Zl0ku5iU/Tq9Cu3ktq7I/AAAAAAAADqs/VLM0MHLi928/s1600/IMGP3099.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wr3Zl0ku5iU/Tq9Cu3ktq7I/AAAAAAAADqs/VLM0MHLi928/s320/IMGP3099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669823828842097586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn7GXSWad7E/TtEbyS43PTI/AAAAAAAAEDw/e5QWdFgXXOY/s1600/IMGP3106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn7GXSWad7E/TtEbyS43PTI/AAAAAAAAEDw/e5QWdFgXXOY/s320/IMGP3106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679351155968654642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMvsxLfwfTk/TtEbypPzB-I/AAAAAAAAED8/jbZwqwuraMk/s1600/IMGP3115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pMvsxLfwfTk/TtEbypPzB-I/AAAAAAAAED8/jbZwqwuraMk/s320/IMGP3115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679351161970427874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-39037640005044204522011-10-12T12:27:00.000-06:002011-10-31T18:40:42.469-06:00Fire station<div><br /></div>A group of us took our kids on a tour of the local fire station. The kids got to climb in the vehicles, tour the buildings and see where the firemen slept, ate and took phone calls.<div>They got to see the jaws of life in action and watch it crush a soda can. They had tons of fun despite the heat.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_V_BJfDaclA/Tq8_mrAONEI/AAAAAAAADpk/dDlaT6AXFn8/s1600/DSC01633.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_V_BJfDaclA/Tq8_mrAONEI/AAAAAAAADpk/dDlaT6AXFn8/s320/DSC01633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669820389493978178" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jl8C_vrks1U/Tq8_mUyMeNI/AAAAAAAADpY/FTMTp2HGlL4/s1600/DSC01632.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jl8C_vrks1U/Tq8_mUyMeNI/AAAAAAAADpY/FTMTp2HGlL4/s320/DSC01632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669820383529564370" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQxwiBWTgjc/Tq8-1Q5HzbI/AAAAAAAADpM/lgSJzy5UHoc/s1600/DSC01629.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HQxwiBWTgjc/Tq8-1Q5HzbI/AAAAAAAADpM/lgSJzy5UHoc/s320/DSC01629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669819540671286706" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNHJFaYiIFk/Tq8-0odGERI/AAAAAAAADpA/fGI_OTlkyqM/s1600/DSC01627.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNHJFaYiIFk/Tq8-0odGERI/AAAAAAAADpA/fGI_OTlkyqM/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669819529816314130" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-co916wJuw3s/Tq8-0QKt5UI/AAAAAAAADo0/dWS5nPYAiK4/s1600/DSC01625.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-co916wJuw3s/Tq8-0QKt5UI/AAAAAAAADo0/dWS5nPYAiK4/s320/DSC01625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669819523296781634" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-3624244364392894962011-10-12T12:26:00.009-06:002011-11-26T09:55:58.958-07:00Children's Museum<span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; ">I took the kids to the children's museum over the summer thanks to a great deal from Groupon. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium; ">It was a smaller museum than we were used to but the kids loved it all the same.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><br /></span></span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDnNrpw-f7U/TpY-ty-es4I/AAAAAAAADkY/Kbhy72YUlOQ/s1600/IMAG0124.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EDnNrpw-f7U/TpY-ty-es4I/AAAAAAAADkY/Kbhy72YUlOQ/s320/IMAG0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662782537963844482" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;">T<span class="Apple-style-span" >he kids loved the ATM. You'd get money out and turn it into the gift shop for a free pencil when you left.</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">They spent a lot of time in the grocery store.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pWY4XhohSM/TpY-bsA9W0I/AAAAAAAADkE/GjXVx2Ky54s/s1600/IMAG0120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pWY4XhohSM/TpY-bsA9W0I/AAAAAAAADkE/GjXVx2Ky54s/s320/IMAG0120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662782226857548610" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_pWY4XhohSM/TpY-bsA9W0I/AAAAAAAADkE/GjXVx2Ky54s/s1600/IMAG0120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yt60N3d752E/TpYx8luGkMI/AAAAAAAADik/vy56Cl319S0/s1600/DSC01612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yt60N3d752E/TpYx8luGkMI/AAAAAAAADik/vy56Cl319S0/s320/DSC01612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662768498452369602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUxGRGI6vQA/TpYx7x2J6II/AAAAAAAADiY/PWlXtYOAxIo/s1600/DSC01610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUxGRGI6vQA/TpYx7x2J6II/AAAAAAAADiY/PWlXtYOAxIo/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662768484527499394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4STMs6EFbRU/TpYx7kh2ANI/AAAAAAAADiM/aIYAl603u3Y/s1600/DSC01608.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4STMs6EFbRU/TpYx7kh2ANI/AAAAAAAADiM/aIYAl603u3Y/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662768480952647890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9lbbgo29RE/TpY-bFuTi5I/AAAAAAAADjs/mRjGPbUSFHA/s1600/IMAG0117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D9lbbgo29RE/TpY-bFuTi5I/AAAAAAAADjs/mRjGPbUSFHA/s320/IMAG0117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662782216578763666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They also really liked the camping area with the fire pit, fishing poles, caves and canoe</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q23b6PW3NY/TpY961QhiOI/AAAAAAAADjc/Gr0wtLRRC9A/s1600/DSC01623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3q23b6PW3NY/TpY961QhiOI/AAAAAAAADjc/Gr0wtLRRC9A/s320/DSC01623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662781662403070178" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dq-1zCSMCjI/TpY96p56xkI/AAAAAAAADjU/pzTguZxmF04/s1600/DSC01618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dq-1zCSMCjI/TpY96p56xkI/AAAAAAAADjU/pzTguZxmF04/s320/DSC01618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662781659355465282" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jmbKJA4W7w/TpYyk4t3TpI/AAAAAAAADjI/IEqlGl-_JJs/s1600/DSC01617.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jmbKJA4W7w/TpYyk4t3TpI/AAAAAAAADjI/IEqlGl-_JJs/s320/DSC01617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662769190746410642" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EeY9d8nVW4/TpYykaHZvaI/AAAAAAAADi4/nC92rwLb5qE/s1600/DSC01616.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--EeY9d8nVW4/TpYykaHZvaI/AAAAAAAADi4/nC92rwLb5qE/s320/DSC01616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662769182532025762" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUKviQIdCog/TpYykFtAO5I/AAAAAAAADiw/3UgqBACDa7Q/s1600/DSC01615.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uUKviQIdCog/TpYykFtAO5I/AAAAAAAADiw/3UgqBACDa7Q/s320/DSC01615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662769177052593042" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The girls LOVED the hospital nursery.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CeCzkxCsdI/TpYwUjqtQvI/AAAAAAAADhM/urXYTA5Rifo/s1600/DSC01600.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CeCzkxCsdI/TpYwUjqtQvI/AAAAAAAADhM/urXYTA5Rifo/s320/DSC01600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662766711194862322" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Of1i-8GIp4/TpYxAJt0wbI/AAAAAAAADho/BysktOZxFas/s1600/DSC01602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Of1i-8GIp4/TpYxAJt0wbI/AAAAAAAADho/BysktOZxFas/s320/DSC01602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662767460142858674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0G39Cfu8b0/TpYxAkd-XjI/AAAAAAAADh8/fCkyxRFyx_E/s1600/DSC01607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_0G39Cfu8b0/TpYxAkd-XjI/AAAAAAAADh8/fCkyxRFyx_E/s320/DSC01607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662767467324137010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdoHC-ARyYY/TpY-bQtTmVI/AAAAAAAADj0/NgLAe2Y4X1s/s1600/IMAG0118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UdoHC-ARyYY/TpY-bQtTmVI/AAAAAAAADj0/NgLAe2Y4X1s/s320/IMAG0118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662782219527362898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack & Gavan enjoyed looking at slides on the microscope</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GW56BUH2Nyg/TpYwR310T_I/AAAAAAAADhE/UXeRr34KNMI/s1600/DSC01599.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GW56BUH2Nyg/TpYwR310T_I/AAAAAAAADhE/UXeRr34KNMI/s320/DSC01599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662766665070563314" /></a><br /><br /></div></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-29281504817146857942011-10-11T18:15:00.001-06:002011-10-12T11:37:47.872-06:00Sadie turns 4Sadie turned 4 in July<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmSVG3fniCY/TpI6GSBeOnI/AAAAAAAADgM/6-6TkL-557U/s1600/IMGP3167.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xmSVG3fniCY/TpI6GSBeOnI/AAAAAAAADgM/6-6TkL-557U/s320/IMGP3167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661651561149774450" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxQVv_P7xco/TpI6F9mF5jI/AAAAAAAADf8/ofS-1gPmnPE/s1600/IMGP3180.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sxQVv_P7xco/TpI6F9mF5jI/AAAAAAAADf8/ofS-1gPmnPE/s320/IMGP3180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661651555666224690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymt-xIYI-j0/TpI6GAuvNbI/AAAAAAAADgE/En9Hh2Yafhw/s1600/DSC01649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ymt-xIYI-j0/TpI6GAuvNbI/AAAAAAAADgE/En9Hh2Yafhw/s320/DSC01649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661651556507792818" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-39037564029214804592011-10-10T17:39:00.001-06:002011-10-12T10:40:42.492-06:00BandGavan joined the 5th grade band and now plays the saxophone<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKGG8D2QML0/TpIzByV199I/AAAAAAAADfc/O3FGBQ-_y3A/s1600/IMGP1374.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AKGG8D2QML0/TpIzByV199I/AAAAAAAADfc/O3FGBQ-_y3A/s320/IMGP1374.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643787344410578" /></a>The first few months the sounds heard from our home were very much like the mating call of a moose.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoU7Sj_VQ7U/TpIyrad6B_I/AAAAAAAADfU/VH315AUv0YE/s1600/IMGP2808.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WoU7Sj_VQ7U/TpIyrad6B_I/AAAAAAAADfU/VH315AUv0YE/s320/IMGP2808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643402978658290" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27XFFBPmT0M/TpIyrNp_KTI/AAAAAAAADfM/0c87-rsPfy4/s1600/IMGP2801.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27XFFBPmT0M/TpIyrNp_KTI/AAAAAAAADfM/0c87-rsPfy4/s320/IMGP2801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643399539665202" /></a>Gavan has since improved and is now very good and easy to listen to. He is currently in the 6th grade band and still loves it. Music comes fairly easy for Gavan and it's nice to see him venture out into different areas and develop talents. He has also continued with piano lessons and has a great teacher.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-19772838901044885232011-10-10T17:22:00.000-06:002011-10-12T10:36:17.607-06:00Karate<div style="text-align: left;">Jack joined Karate</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTYxhat9K8Y/TpIuCQSK45I/AAAAAAAADeU/zeKmaXwlaPM/s1600/IMGP2743.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cTYxhat9K8Y/TpIuCQSK45I/AAAAAAAADeU/zeKmaXwlaPM/s320/IMGP2743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661638297823929234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qO912LaclU/TpIuCpzFX9I/AAAAAAAADec/NdYkLur0uDg/s1600/IMGP2747.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qO912LaclU/TpIuCpzFX9I/AAAAAAAADec/NdYkLur0uDg/s320/IMGP2747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661638304672866258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7EuHgd7pDI/TpIuC7yxgwI/AAAAAAAADek/RNb3GXQ57Z0/s1600/IMGP2761.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7EuHgd7pDI/TpIuC7yxgwI/AAAAAAAADek/RNb3GXQ57Z0/s320/IMGP2761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661638309503402754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-am518J_zT7w/TpIu6XeKcDI/AAAAAAAADes/Cn-z2E6her8/s1600/IMGP2776.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-am518J_zT7w/TpIu6XeKcDI/AAAAAAAADes/Cn-z2E6her8/s320/IMGP2776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661639261825953842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvI4zoHr4xc/TpIwcpTKjJI/AAAAAAAADfE/Bo6EUPAEiW0/s1600/IMGP2784.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvI4zoHr4xc/TpIwcpTKjJI/AAAAAAAADfE/Bo6EUPAEiW0/s320/IMGP2784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661640950238842002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cAXwEjwTMvA/TpIu6-KK9oI/AAAAAAAADe8/WMvAtVtjH9s/s1600/IMGP2783.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cAXwEjwTMvA/TpIu6-KK9oI/AAAAAAAADe8/WMvAtVtjH9s/s320/IMGP2783.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661639272211084930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div>Jack didn't take part in his first tournament as a white belt because of conflicts but they advanced him anyway. Since this tournament Jack is has since advanced from yellow to orange and now to green belt. Karate has done a lot for Jack. It has helped with his temper and respect issues which I totally love. I am glad he has found a sport that he enjoys and brings the best out in him.</div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-15210279974051484242011-10-09T17:09:00.004-06:002011-10-12T10:33:30.487-06:00Easter 2011Easter 2011<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L613EddG9A/TpIsY0EiMZI/AAAAAAAADeM/lNrkzIHkDjE/s1600/IMGP2706.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--L613EddG9A/TpIsY0EiMZI/AAAAAAAADeM/lNrkzIHkDjE/s320/IMGP2706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661636486364279186" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diY8171oOoI/TpIsYucLRmI/AAAAAAAADeE/1U8qWndV84M/s1600/IMGP2723.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-diY8171oOoI/TpIsYucLRmI/AAAAAAAADeE/1U8qWndV84M/s320/IMGP2723.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661636484852827746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure Sadie and Jack got more dye on their hands than their eggs.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5dl4MLZLbo/TpIsYX96wCI/AAAAAAAADd8/z32fZLDc8WM/s1600/IMGP2718.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5dl4MLZLbo/TpIsYX96wCI/AAAAAAAADd8/z32fZLDc8WM/s320/IMGP2718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661636478820335650" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqYcDNtC80M/TpIq-6Gmc8I/AAAAAAAADd0/5nef4RoZq0c/s1600/IMGP2714.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SqYcDNtC80M/TpIq-6Gmc8I/AAAAAAAADd0/5nef4RoZq0c/s320/IMGP2714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661634941795333058" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WliW9z9VWMI/TpIq-oinmII/AAAAAAAADds/tGgyvbdISjM/s1600/IMGP2710.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WliW9z9VWMI/TpIq-oinmII/AAAAAAAADds/tGgyvbdISjM/s320/IMGP2710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661634937081010306" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPg60_bVtTU/TpIq-eTb1OI/AAAAAAAADdk/naLCktV0xXg/s1600/IMGP2709.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPg60_bVtTU/TpIq-eTb1OI/AAAAAAAADdk/naLCktV0xXg/s320/IMGP2709.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661634934332970210" /></a>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-90384102056728022022011-10-08T16:56:00.000-06:002011-10-12T10:32:34.559-06:00Freddy<div style="text-align: left;">After years of saying "no" to the kids we finally gave in and got a dog. We did a lot of research to find what would be the best breed for the kids and Alyssa's asthma. We decided to adopt a dog that was already trained because who wants to deal with training a puppy?</div><div><br /><div>Introducing Freddy...</div></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-LGzQpToCg/TpIogN84Z6I/AAAAAAAADdU/VvMcgk-4zXY/s1600/sadie%2Bhold%2Bfreddy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r-LGzQpToCg/TpIogN84Z6I/AAAAAAAADdU/VvMcgk-4zXY/s320/sadie%2Bhold%2Bfreddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661632215524075426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sadie and freddy are bosom friends.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQrxqDytpUA/TpIpPrQBdmI/AAAAAAAADdc/DTmwhATfe8E/s1600/307451_2425437636730_1275196037_2877867_1479039685_n.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CQrxqDytpUA/TpIpPrQBdmI/AAAAAAAADdc/DTmwhATfe8E/s320/307451_2425437636730_1275196037_2877867_1479039685_n.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661633030842840674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mLQvd3YwNQ/TpIogK1gIKI/AAAAAAAADdM/UGlioMTdPUU/s1600/freddy4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0mLQvd3YwNQ/TpIogK1gIKI/AAAAAAAADdM/UGlioMTdPUU/s320/freddy4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661632214687817890" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LLFI8rU7uk/TpIofyQRTsI/AAAAAAAADdE/vWUTaU2Q1CI/s1600/freddy%2Btable2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7LLFI8rU7uk/TpIofyQRTsI/AAAAAAAADdE/vWUTaU2Q1CI/s320/freddy%2Btable2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661632208089206466" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ztLgStVVd-g/TpIn-FimOGI/AAAAAAAADcs/zuWxaLsb76Y/s1600/IMGP2702.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ztLgStVVd-g/TpIn-FimOGI/AAAAAAAADcs/zuWxaLsb76Y/s320/IMGP2702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661631629150795874" /></a>Freddy is a pretty good dog, stupid but good. He tolerates Sadie and her constant malling him. If I were him I'm sure I'd have bite her by now to get her to leave me alone. Having a dog is like having 3 year old child, had I realized how that this I probably would have held out longer. :)<br /><div><div><br /></div></div></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-47030934268624533502011-10-01T15:24:00.000-06:002011-10-12T10:26:49.982-06:00playing catch up<div style="text-align: left;">Has it really been over 8 months since I've last updated my blog? I guess with everyone on facebook I feel less of a need to blog because updating there is so much faster and easier. Anyhow, I will try to highlight the major events of the last 8 months over the next few posts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Jack turned 9 way back in April</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3va_DL1lOSM/TpIcCAJxPPI/AAAAAAAADa8/fyiAPmRX7Zc/s1600/IMGP2589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3va_DL1lOSM/TpIcCAJxPPI/AAAAAAAADa8/fyiAPmRX7Zc/s320/IMGP2589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661618502284426482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack and his new electric skooter</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div>Jack's party consisted of a silly string war... </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ue4aGq2JLCY/TpIcsfiS0eI/AAAAAAAADbM/CGc87dl3FsA/s320/IMGP2598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661619232263295458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-9AY2osT88/TpIde5QlbFI/AAAAAAAADbU/jji9SDcOf_8/s1600/IMGP2606.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9-9AY2osT88/TpIde5QlbFI/AAAAAAAADbU/jji9SDcOf_8/s320/IMGP2606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661620098161798226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqDr9pzJX9c/TpIf1sM1PfI/AAAAAAAADb8/h8l2X2_twbo/s1600/IMGP2655.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqDr9pzJX9c/TpIf1sM1PfI/AAAAAAAADb8/h8l2X2_twbo/s320/IMGP2655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661622688816643570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div>water gun fight... </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5j-FTJ31Qg/TpIkYwRpf6I/AAAAAAAADcU/pxgyQvf3jxU/s1600/IMGP2626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5j-FTJ31Qg/TpIkYwRpf6I/AAAAAAAADcU/pxgyQvf3jxU/s320/IMGP2626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661627689252519842" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">I don't think Sadie knew who to get wet with her squirt gun.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYT3cjFLAmc/TpIekThAMCI/AAAAAAAADb0/cZoUExJEm3M/s1600/IMGP2632.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYT3cjFLAmc/TpIekThAMCI/AAAAAAAADb0/cZoUExJEm3M/s320/IMGP2632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661621290620956706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sIZwrs1fYcU/TpIktQYuezI/AAAAAAAADck/Of1DsUXWbgU/s1600/IMGP2659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sIZwrs1fYcU/TpIktQYuezI/AAAAAAAADck/Of1DsUXWbgU/s320/IMGP2659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661628041469524786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlyp7rC2FNw/TpIkZEPDyKI/AAAAAAAADcc/hvXXWY_RFCo/s1600/IMGP2644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlyp7rC2FNw/TpIkZEPDyKI/AAAAAAAADcc/hvXXWY_RFCo/s320/IMGP2644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661627694610368674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">and cupcake decorating.</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF6CD28A7yU/TpIf2E9YNHI/AAAAAAAADcM/ttw-fU2KHh8/s1600/IMGP2663.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fF6CD28A7yU/TpIf2E9YNHI/AAAAAAAADcM/ttw-fU2KHh8/s320/IMGP2663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661622695462712434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jack had a great 9th birthday!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Stay tuned for more updates...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-39152978444598553182011-01-29T03:51:00.006-07:002011-01-29T04:04:01.054-07:00in loving memory of my father<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPzUtjwnzI/AAAAAAAADao/ih6x5teMxbQ/s1600/IMGP0558.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPzUtjwnzI/AAAAAAAADao/ih6x5teMxbQ/s320/IMGP0558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567561101512580914" border="0" /></a>July 2010<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPy_zEPo9I/AAAAAAAADag/R99tALZhNCQ/s1600/DSC00190.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPy_zEPo9I/AAAAAAAADag/R99tALZhNCQ/s320/DSC00190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567560742213755858" border="0" /></a>Nov 2009, the day I moved to Texas<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPy_hhALnI/AAAAAAAADaY/POOWwogREWo/s1600/DSC00180.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPy_Kh5DZI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wRM8Z07T1rc/s1600/DSC00159.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUPy_Kh5DZI/AAAAAAAADaQ/wRM8Z07T1rc/s320/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567560731332251026" border="0" /></a>Nov. 2010 the night before we moved.<br /><br /></div>We love you and miss you!<br /><br />Oct 17 1931- Jan 28 2011Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-10420323982499938912011-01-26T09:53:00.013-07:002011-01-26T11:39:06.981-07:00Sadie's first hair cutThe girls both needed haircuts. Alyssa doesn't like it when her hairs get really long because it "itches" her neck, so she says. Sadie has never had a haircut so it was time to even her hair out.<br /><br />Sadie Before:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXd1BXGbI/AAAAAAAADYY/KOJsVczG8ig/s1600/IMGP2456.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXd1BXGbI/AAAAAAAADYY/KOJsVczG8ig/s320/IMGP2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566545309390543282" border="0" /></a>Sadie After:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZXiErSSI/AAAAAAAADZI/v6lfeCFo51s/s1600/IMGP2479.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZXiErSSI/AAAAAAAADZI/v6lfeCFo51s/s320/IMGP2479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566547400248215842" border="0" /></a>Bangs pulled back<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBou4RSftI/AAAAAAAADaI/-NksYNi_u1o/s1600/IMGP2525.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBou4RSftI/AAAAAAAADaI/-NksYNi_u1o/s320/IMGP2525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566564294018105042" border="0" /></a>Bangs down.<br /></div><br />Back:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXdQGgK1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/CDUDbN0V2_0/s1600/IMGP2461.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXdQGgK1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/CDUDbN0V2_0/s320/IMGP2461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566545299479997266" border="0" /></a>Before<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZXVynVOI/AAAAAAAADZA/u0gOu84W6TY/s1600/IMGP2480.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZXVynVOI/AAAAAAAADZA/u0gOu84W6TY/s320/IMGP2480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566547396951233762" border="0" /></a>After:<br /></div><br />Side:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXc_yz6uI/AAAAAAAADYI/gdvbA4df7co/s1600/IMGP2463.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBXc_yz6uI/AAAAAAAADYI/gdvbA4df7co/s320/IMGP2463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566545295102438114" border="0" /></a>Before:<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZW-R2xII/AAAAAAAADY4/kqTP5bq7uD4/s1600/IMGP2483.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBZW-R2xII/AAAAAAAADY4/kqTP5bq7uD4/s320/IMGP2483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566547390639817858" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBYcrzpKSI/AAAAAAAADYw/ylkGfK7K6E8/s1600/IMGP2483.JPG"><br /></a>After<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I had thought about bangs for her for some time. I always thought she looked cute when she had little whispy grow outs that hung like bangs. Sadie kept telling me she wanted her hair cut like mommy's, but I knew I didn't want it that short or layered. So I went out on a limb and gave her bangs. Well, I was in shock after I got Sadie's bangs cut. They didn't look like I had imagined and the lady cut them a bit shorted than I wanted. I really regretted doing it. Sadie didn't like them either, she kept pushing them up or to the side. So, for the first few days after her haircut we pulled them back. It has now been a week and we've gotten used to them but we still plan on growing them out.<br /><br /></div></div>Here is Sadie getting her haircut. Being her first haircut I *had* to take pictures.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBoZi_zncI/AAAAAAAADZ4/Wb9n8Lk1ink/s1600/IMGP2475.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBoZi_zncI/AAAAAAAADZ4/Wb9n8Lk1ink/s320/IMGP2475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566563927530380738" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBoZ-BI8KI/AAAAAAAADaA/IX3Y7Wz5Xd4/s1600/IMGP2476.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBoZ-BI8KI/AAAAAAAADaA/IX3Y7Wz5Xd4/s320/IMGP2476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566563934783729826" border="0" /></a>Doesn't she just look thrilled? She was actually looking forward the haircut for weeks but when it came down to it I guess she got a little scared. She asked me if it would hurt when she got it cut. :)<br /><br />Here's Alyssa's before and after.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBcLwxKSfI/AAAAAAAADZg/rCozbtG8yJw/s1600/IMGP2471.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBcLwxKSfI/AAAAAAAADZg/rCozbtG8yJw/s320/IMGP2471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566550496569346546" border="0" /></a>Before Front<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBc3Zmce1I/AAAAAAAADZo/cxOJbo5yz0o/s1600/IMGP2486.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBc3Zmce1I/AAAAAAAADZo/cxOJbo5yz0o/s320/IMGP2486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566551246264630098" border="0" /></a>After Front<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBcLuBOPJI/AAAAAAAADZY/i84pd6CjzaI/s1600/IMGP2474.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBcLuBOPJI/AAAAAAAADZY/i84pd6CjzaI/s320/IMGP2474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566550495831407762" border="0" /></a>Before Back<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBc3v2G_5I/AAAAAAAADZw/yormRLs-T64/s1600/IMGP2489.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TUBc3v2G_5I/AAAAAAAADZw/yormRLs-T64/s320/IMGP2489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566551252235911058" border="0" /></a>Back after<br /><br /></div>I don't have any good after shots of Alyssa, apparently she couldn't keep her eyes open long enough to take her pictures. :)Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-12389643701126323432011-01-10T08:10:00.005-07:002011-01-26T09:53:31.639-07:00Gavan's BirthdayFor Gavan's 11th Birthday he decided to have a sleepover party with his two best friends. I'm not a big sleepover person so this was a real treat. We let him open presents before school.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu8HL6NcI/AAAAAAAADXs/Q18CZCmawNY/s1600/IMGP2440.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu8HL6NcI/AAAAAAAADXs/Q18CZCmawNY/s320/IMGP2440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560589775175038402" border="0" /></a><br />Alyssa made him some artwork at school. She painted the Colts logo on it just for him, (see Sadie pointing to it).<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu70-JUcI/AAAAAAAADXk/PXv0nSI1sZU/s1600/IMGP2450.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu70-JUcI/AAAAAAAADXk/PXv0nSI1sZU/s320/IMGP2450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560589770285470146" border="0" /></a>After school we ended up at the doctors office with Gavan and came home with crutches and a split. We had to take his friends home early on Saturday because Gavan had to get X-rays before the clinic closed. :(<br /><br />Gavan asked us to bake him a cake so here is what we came up with:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu7uNsLGI/AAAAAAAADXc/hg1EXUe0uXg/s1600/IMGP2452.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsu7uNsLGI/AAAAAAAADXc/hg1EXUe0uXg/s320/IMGP2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560589768471620706" border="0" /></a>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-31766481611316095892011-01-10T07:48:00.007-07:002011-01-26T09:51:52.616-07:00RiddleWhat do you get when you take this:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsctqlMSgI/AAAAAAAADW0/rSHaXUmOjN8/s1600/016012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 105px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsctqlMSgI/AAAAAAAADW0/rSHaXUmOjN8/s320/016012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560569735768984066" border="0" /></a>these two children<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfA5NDk5I/AAAAAAAADW8/Smc9Dts1YEA/s1600/IMGP2399.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfA5NDk5I/AAAAAAAADW8/Smc9Dts1YEA/s320/IMGP2399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560572265135051666" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsg1y5OZeI/AAAAAAAADXU/if5OUAC1H2c/s1600/DSC00634.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsg1y5OZeI/AAAAAAAADXU/if5OUAC1H2c/s320/DSC00634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560574273485956578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and add a little teasing and tormenting?<br /><br />Answer:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfBHsae5I/AAAAAAAADXE/0v05QcUW1PQ/s1600/IMGP2383.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfBHsae5I/AAAAAAAADXE/0v05QcUW1PQ/s320/IMGP2383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560572269024672658" border="0" /></a><br />One broken tooth and a trip to the emergency dentist.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfBcz_iHI/AAAAAAAADXM/q2lmI5CzMfM/s1600/IMGP2386.JPG"><br /></a>Fortunately it was a clean break, we found the tooth and it barely missed having the pulp exposed. It could have been much worse.<br />It was 6 pm on Thursday, all dentist would be closed until Monday because of New Years observation. It took us a while to find dentist with an after hours service but now Jack is as good as new. Keeping our fingers crossed that the tooth doesn't die and start discoloring.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfBcz_iHI/AAAAAAAADXM/q2lmI5CzMfM/s1600/IMGP2386.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TSsfBcz_iHI/AAAAAAAADXM/q2lmI5CzMfM/s320/IMGP2386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560572274693605490" border="0" /></a>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-70879149079394690362010-12-28T17:10:00.017-07:002010-12-28T18:43:36.970-07:00Christmas 2010Get ready for Christmas picture overload...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqAzB3PM-I/AAAAAAAADTk/9HcDhP0esDk/s1600/IMGP2264.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894704476730338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqAzB3PM-I/AAAAAAAADTk/9HcDhP0esDk/s320/IMGP2264.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Opening the "Christmas Jammies" Funny thing is that Gavan just caught on this year that they ALWAYS open pj's on Christmas eve, and the others still have no clue. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqAzRRNcFI/AAAAAAAADTs/k7ozoL8_iSI/s1600/IMGP2274.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555894708612198482" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqAzRRNcFI/AAAAAAAADTs/k7ozoL8_iSI/s320/IMGP2274.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>The stockings</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqDh1mgOQI/AAAAAAAADUk/zSDDTqx-fTE/s1600/IMGP2301.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555897707662424322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqDh1mgOQI/AAAAAAAADUk/zSDDTqx-fTE/s320/IMGP2301.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Admiring the loot from the stockings and gifts from Santa.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCCf5h3rI/AAAAAAAADUM/8WLSoQ5ICU8/s1600/IMGP2286.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555896069749071538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCCf5h3rI/AAAAAAAADUM/8WLSoQ5ICU8/s320/IMGP2286.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br />How many camera's does it take to document Christmas?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCCP_MCXI/AAAAAAAADUE/EBc43Yr6dh8/s1600/IMGP2283.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555896065477839218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCCP_MCXI/AAAAAAAADUE/EBc43Yr6dh8/s320/IMGP2283.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>1. Grandpa<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCB-qagTI/AAAAAAAADT8/vM7Cie8fc_w/s1600/IMGP2282.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555896060827304242" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqCB-qagTI/AAAAAAAADT8/vM7Cie8fc_w/s320/IMGP2282.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>2. Grandma<br />3. Mom and<br />4. Dad (not shown).<br />I think we got it covered this year.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqDhigV2II/AAAAAAAADUc/wjYTHowfX9Q/s1600/IMGP2302.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555897702536304770" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqDhigV2II/AAAAAAAADUc/wjYTHowfX9Q/s320/IMGP2302.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Sadie enjoying her chocolate.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFXZ1JX_I/AAAAAAAADUs/XdM0hm_LIQc/s1600/IMGP2307.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555899727432212466" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFXZ1JX_I/AAAAAAAADUs/XdM0hm_LIQc/s320/IMGP2307.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Alyssa LOVES her pillow pet from Santa.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFX0NC5-I/AAAAAAAADU0/9i4CYGVUjSg/s1600/IMGP2311.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555899734511773666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFX0NC5-I/AAAAAAAADU0/9i4CYGVUjSg/s320/IMGP2311.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Sibling Gifts<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFYFoLWZI/AAAAAAAADU8/S3-02HqXlUg/s1600/IMGP2315.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555899739188976018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqFYFoLWZI/AAAAAAAADU8/S3-02HqXlUg/s320/IMGP2315.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>I think Jack likes his triops!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqG0oaCS8I/AAAAAAAADVM/pdPAJz7kzL0/s1600/IMGP2318.JPG"><br /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqG04nEpkI/AAAAAAAADVU/Okhb3qzjrC4/s1600/IMGP2321.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555901333422515778" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqG04nEpkI/AAAAAAAADVU/Okhb3qzjrC4/s320/IMGP2321.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqG0RgohwI/AAAAAAAADVE/z0x_AnBAkw0/s1600/IMGP2317.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555901322926524162" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqG0RgohwI/AAAAAAAADVE/z0x_AnBAkw0/s320/IMGP2317.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Sadie LOVED her Ariel doll.<br /><br />Other Fun Gifts.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH5yWWg0I/AAAAAAAADVc/5jIYJ3bkpGo/s1600/IMGP2325.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555902517152744258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH5yWWg0I/AAAAAAAADVc/5jIYJ3bkpGo/s320/IMGP2325.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH6ImkNWI/AAAAAAAADVk/RdfdwsBXFsw/s1600/IMGP2327.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555902523126330722" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH6ImkNWI/AAAAAAAADVk/RdfdwsBXFsw/s320/IMGP2327.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH6Y8JM8I/AAAAAAAADVs/Btsa2cFJ6zM/s1600/IMGP2328.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555902527511802818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqH6Y8JM8I/AAAAAAAADVs/Btsa2cFJ6zM/s320/IMGP2328.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br />The dollhouse<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJbb7vViI/AAAAAAAADV0/XdRmRKdsB-8/s1600/IMGP2344.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555904194762724898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJbb7vViI/AAAAAAAADV0/XdRmRKdsB-8/s320/IMGP2344.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>It took the girls long time to notice the dollhouse sitting in the corner of the room.<br /><br />The basketball hoop<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJboP6uBI/AAAAAAAADV8/vweMHXo-E70/s1600/IMGP2349.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555904198068582418" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJboP6uBI/AAAAAAAADV8/vweMHXo-E70/s320/IMGP2349.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Do you think Gavan was excited?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJcJ2CWjI/AAAAAAAADWE/TPiaVmtw_m0/s1600/IMGP2353.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555904207086836274" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqJcJ2CWjI/AAAAAAAADWE/TPiaVmtw_m0/s320/IMGP2353.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Now the boys can stop pretending the trash can is a hoop.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqK63h8ktI/AAAAAAAADWU/QwKUOXcZG28/s1600/IMGP2369.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905834258305746" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqK63h8ktI/AAAAAAAADWU/QwKUOXcZG28/s320/IMGP2369.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqK6RX4UOI/AAAAAAAADWM/HkaKpDXK_-Y/s1600/IMGP2366.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555905824015536354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqK6RX4UOI/AAAAAAAADWM/HkaKpDXK_-Y/s320/IMGP2366.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPggA5liI/AAAAAAAADWc/r_36sC2-7Do/s1600/IMGP2370.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555910878827222562" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPggA5liI/AAAAAAAADWc/r_36sC2-7Do/s320/IMGP2370.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPg58e41I/AAAAAAAADWk/16iBEuyk8RU/s1600/IMGP2375.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555910885788017490" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPg58e41I/AAAAAAAADWk/16iBEuyk8RU/s320/IMGP2375.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Alyssa made gifts for everyone. Here is the football field she made for Gavan.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPhCH--cI/AAAAAAAADWs/fnrjvnJv6XA/s1600/IMGP2381.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555910887983741378" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRqPhCH--cI/AAAAAAAADWs/fnrjvnJv6XA/s320/IMGP2381.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Gary the Chef.<br />I made Gary a chef Jacket this year to go along with the hat I made him years ago. Now he can dress the part when he decides to make cheese again.<br /><br /></div>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-73012790296186257322010-11-17T17:29:00.000-07:002010-12-27T19:38:48.839-07:00Alyssa Turns 5!Alyssa was so excited for her birthday this year. She got to have a few friends over for a "princess party."<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlGb-PVgNI/AAAAAAAADSk/eoV1eB44yak/s1600/IMGP1954.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555549061715951826" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlGb-PVgNI/AAAAAAAADSk/eoV1eB44yak/s320/IMGP1954.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Pinata</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlGcPf3GgI/AAAAAAAADSs/wnZsDM5Dlz8/s1600/IMGP1963.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555549066348665346" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlGcPf3GgI/AAAAAAAADSs/wnZsDM5Dlz8/s320/IMGP1963.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Gifts<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlHfJf1JPI/AAAAAAAADS0/ceZRxkSYj4I/s1600/IMGP1971.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555550215789159666" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlHfJf1JPI/AAAAAAAADS0/ceZRxkSYj4I/s320/IMGP1971.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Decorating Cookies</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlHfYta5XI/AAAAAAAADS8/gDI9X9_0uZw/s1600/IMGP1985.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555550219872691570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlHfYta5XI/AAAAAAAADS8/gDI9X9_0uZw/s320/IMGP1985.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>I have to admit a party for little girls is soooooooo much easier than a party for little boys.<br /><br />A few days after her "friend party" was her "real birthday." Alyssa got to open her presents before everyone went to school.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlLm-gjdqI/AAAAAAAADTU/Kc9VMfeSxCQ/s1600/IMGP2015.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555554748324869794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlLm-gjdqI/AAAAAAAADTU/Kc9VMfeSxCQ/s320/IMGP2015.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlLmqf3R0I/AAAAAAAADTM/jRLtuOz-cZo/s1600/IMGP2005.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555554742953264962" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlLmqf3R0I/AAAAAAAADTM/jRLtuOz-cZo/s320/IMGP2005.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a><br />Then we had cake for our after school snack.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlMQk-0wBI/AAAAAAAADTc/QW25lbcLZzI/s1600/IMGP2038.JPG"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555555463027015698" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRlMQk-0wBI/AAAAAAAADTc/QW25lbcLZzI/s320/IMGP2038.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 213px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" border="0" /></a>Alyssa chose Red Robin for her birthday dinner because she wanted to be sung to and she wanted the free ice cream sundae.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-26282267261865188042010-11-12T18:48:00.002-07:002010-11-12T18:51:27.347-07:00Vinyl SaleHere's the link to my <a href="http://vinylkeepsakes.blogspot.com/2010/11/holiday-sale.html"><span style="font-size:180%;">Vinyl sale</span></a>. I finally decide to take few orders for the holidays.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-14929518622379981652010-10-29T11:38:00.012-06:002010-12-24T19:33:31.951-07:00Halloween 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVQedOr-lI/AAAAAAAADRs/BAoxUeNdLxE/s1600/IMGP1906.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVQedOr-lI/AAAAAAAADRs/BAoxUeNdLxE/s320/IMGP1906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554434199603903058" border="0" /></a>I had a lot of fun making our costumes this year. I think I must have been in withdrawal from not making anything new last year, but seeing that my sewing machine was in a storage unit somewhere in Texas last year I didn't have much choice.<br /><br />This year we have a prisoner.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVQd9dWFCI/AAAAAAAADRk/WyUUaA_YtzQ/s1600/IMGP1903.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVQd9dWFCI/AAAAAAAADRk/WyUUaA_YtzQ/s320/IMGP1903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554434191075447842" border="0" /></a><br />A mad-scientist.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVRdyoHLfI/AAAAAAAADR0/9_YNQ8-6wcM/s1600/IMGP1876.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVRdyoHLfI/AAAAAAAADR0/9_YNQ8-6wcM/s320/IMGP1876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554435287679446514" border="0" /></a><br />Jack's only request was to have a cRaZy wig to go with his costume. On the day of the costume parade, Jack decided he needed glasses to wear with his costume. Since Gavan had worn the glasses to school for spirit week we had to quickly make a pair before school, hence the paper glasses.<br /><br />Cinderella<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVPH_zPb3I/AAAAAAAADRE/O_QWnKXBnoU/s1600/IMGP1837.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVPH_zPb3I/AAAAAAAADRE/O_QWnKXBnoU/s320/IMGP1837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554432714235408242" border="0" /></a><br />Ariel<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVPILXr4kI/AAAAAAAADRM/Rc55THu6Eew/s1600/IMGP1861.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVPILXr4kI/AAAAAAAADRM/Rc55THu6Eew/s320/IMGP1861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554432717341057602" border="0" /></a><br />Gary and I were going to have new costumes this year because I got started late. But every year his work does a costume contest with $300 going to first prize. He told me if I made a new AwEsOmE costume he'd wear it. (He isn't big into dressing up). I couldn't pass on that offer so we decided on Charlie Brown and Peppermint Patty to begin with. Just over a week before halloween I saw a picture of a Charlie Brown costume with a HUGE paper maché head. I KNEW I had do it. After all I can't just sorta do a costume--I have to go all out--it's just what I do. Then I decided if I was gonna have a fake head I should be Lucy Van Pelt instead of Peppermint Patty because she's cuter. :) The only thing I didn't sew this year was Charlie Brown's shirt and pants, I bought them and cut off the pants and added my own zig-zag. I even dyed my first pair of socks this year. This year was a lot firsts for us for halloween. I've never made heads before either.<br /><br />Charlie Brown<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVReTS0mXI/AAAAAAAADR8/5pN3LBSugHY/s1600/IMGP1898.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVReTS0mXI/AAAAAAAADR8/5pN3LBSugHY/s320/IMGP1898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554435296448518514" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTLR7mcqI/AAAAAAAADSM/F4Tja9D_vFE/s1600/IMGP1835.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTLR7mcqI/AAAAAAAADSM/F4Tja9D_vFE/s320/IMGP1835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554437168688427682" border="0" /></a><br />Lucy Van Pelt<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTi3s7CKI/AAAAAAAADSU/fzvNDmLIZiw/s1600/IMGP1825.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTi3s7CKI/AAAAAAAADSU/fzvNDmLIZiw/s320/IMGP1825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554437573964400802" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTLGMTBhI/AAAAAAAADSE/o_uk4y10Za0/s1600/IMGP1926.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVTLGMTBhI/AAAAAAAADSE/o_uk4y10Za0/s320/IMGP1926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554437165537232402" border="0" /></a>Gary wore his costume to his work contest and we both wore them to the trunk or treat. They were pretty hard to see out of so we didn't wear them as much as we'd like. But, man they were sure fun.<br /><br />Funny story about making the paper maché heads...We had these heads drying in the garage after we painted them with the door crack open to get a breeze to dry them faster. There was an older couple who walked past and got a good chuckle out of what they saw sitting in our garage. I am sure they thought we were a bunch of perverts. Here is what they saw...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVVRkeEUcI/AAAAAAAADSc/NqiKsy_b4l8/s1600/IMGP1790.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TRVVRkeEUcI/AAAAAAAADSc/NqiKsy_b4l8/s320/IMGP1790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554439475767300546" border="0" /></a>Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-55185623167465175032010-10-25T19:48:00.006-06:002010-10-26T07:53:02.397-06:00Sadie's purple cast<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY3ohBMEXI/AAAAAAAADPA/Uc4b_hqUTZs/s1600/sadie+splint.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY0KHFlFrI/AAAAAAAADO4/hA1FWKlCuJE/s1600/sadie+cast.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY0KHFlFrI/AAAAAAAADO4/hA1FWKlCuJE/s320/sadie+cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532166540577019570" border="0" /></a><br />Sadie gets to sport a purple cast for the next three weeks. I am really surprised this is the first cast we've had being that we have four kids. Not too bad! Sadie is left-handed so she is trying to adjust to having people help her and doing things right handed. Fortunately it's only a minor fracture so hopefully we'll be healed in no time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY3ohBMEXI/AAAAAAAADPA/Uc4b_hqUTZs/s1600/sadie+splint.jpg"><br /></a><br />Everyone asks Sadie how it happened and she just get bashful. Once I start to tell the story she chimes in with "teapot, we play teapot". Sadie, Jack and Alyssa made up a game where they run around crazy while singing "I'm a little tea pot". The fun and games ended when Jack and Sadie collided and she went crashing to the ground landing on her elbow.<br /><br />After I got home from football with Gavan, she headed off to the after hours clinic with Gary. Why do sickness and injuries that require medical care always happen after hours? Anyway, they were unable to determine if it was broken from the x-ray, so we were sent to an orthopedic specialist the next afternoon. Apparently fractures are hard to tell in little kids when they are mild, and often don't always show up until a week later.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY3ohBMEXI/AAAAAAAADPA/Uc4b_hqUTZs/s1600/sadie+splint.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TMY3ohBMEXI/AAAAAAAADPA/Uc4b_hqUTZs/s320/sadie+splint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532170361468883314" border="0" /></a><br />Sadie was in a splint for 5 days and then had a second set of x-rays to determine the damage. She is thrilled that her cast is purple and I am thrilled her halloween costume will still fit her with her cast. It even matches her costume.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-27972093934413187202010-10-03T08:27:00.000-06:002010-10-03T08:27:43.923-06:00Conference & CrêpesFresh back from Germany, I decided it would be fun to try my hand at making crêpes this morning. It seemed to require only a tool (for spreading the crêpe batter), the batter itself and a skillet with the right heat. I've never been one for letting a lack of tools prevent me from starting a project, so I forged ahead with the idea that getting the heat right would be accomplished with simple experimentation. And the batter, well, that would be easy--after all, I'm a pancake maven.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Germany. I ended up eating the one on the right, <br />
topped with nutella.</span></span></span></td></tr>
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With my able assistant, the young Jackson, I found a <a href="http://baking.about.com/od/pancakes/r/basiccrepe.htm">simple recipe</a> at about.com and began composing a batter. The kids were antsy, so we only let the batter sit for 30 minutes instead of an hour. The first crêpe tasted like an omelet, more or less, so I decided to add more flour (1/3 C), water (1/3 C) and milk (1/3 C). The next crêpe was spot-on, so we decided to roll with it. I found the spreader to be unnecessary because the batter is so runny that simply tilting the skillet does a good job at spreading the stuff. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jack, enjoying the first crepe.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>We had raspberries and whipped cream on hand in the refrigerator, and there's always plenty of nutella in our house. I wish we had bananas though. Even Nicole, who doesn't care much for pancakes or waffles when I make them, ended up eating one. Double-plus-good in my book.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We had fruit, whipped cream, nutella and powdered sugar.</td></tr>
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Today is the second day of <a href="http://lds.org/broadcast/gc/1,5161,9199,00.html">General Conference</a>, and we all decided that "Conference and Crêpes" sounded like a fun tradition to start. I'll let you know how it goes when April rolls around.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yum!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Gary Dusbabekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02822527825865902304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-77104003379736498722010-09-15T17:27:00.000-06:002010-10-03T13:08:12.485-06:00crittersThese little critters are found all around our yard.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKfCUQzYojI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/pnXomzKWq8c/s1600/gecko.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKfCUQzYojI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/pnXomzKWq8c/s320/gecko.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523597121356866098" border="0" /></a>We have two that live under our deck. We haven't seen much of them since Jack accidentally got a hold of one's tail and tore it off. The hazards of getting caught by Jack. <br /><br />At night we can see them crawling all over the bricks on the front of the house. We even get tiny baby ones that get in the house. So far we've found three. The tiny ones are no bigger round than a pencil and only about 3 inches long. They are really cute, but give me the creeps when I find them in my house. One of the baby geckos fried himself by crawling underneath one of the laptops for heat. Apparently they aren't very smart.<br /><br />We also find frogs and squirrels running around the yard. The frogs come to life when we mow the lawn. I am sure we shall be accountable for many of their deaths.<br /><br />This cute little guy likes to hang out in our bird feeder.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKjT-WbiBxI/AAAAAAAADC4/aoidQiP78QY/s1600/IMGP1179.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKjT-WbiBxI/AAAAAAAADC4/aoidQiP78QY/s320/IMGP1179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523898011096319762" border="0" /></a>Let's just say Gary isn't too fond of him. We definately have more "wild" life here than in Utah.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8960721281937107603.post-82441312123449680622010-09-06T07:15:00.000-06:002010-10-03T18:14:43.717-06:00Back to schoolI have 4 kids in 4 different schools this year. It get's pretty crazy getting 3 kids out the door by 8:15 am. We live close enough that both boys walk to school. We are still getting used to how early elementary schools start here. <br /><br />The school encourage the kids to arrive at least 15 minutes early and meet in the gym/cafeteria before school. They wait in line with the rest of their class for their teachers to pick them up (10 minutes before schools starts) and walk them to their room as a class. <br /><br />They also have a lot more security features in place than we were used to in Utah. When parents visit the school they have to show photo ID and wear a name badge with their picture printed on it. I really do like our schools here!<br /><br />Gavan is in 5th grade in Intermediate school. The poor boys has to leave for school by 7:15 and starts at 7:45.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0aw0YXYI/AAAAAAAADDA/AVbxOoMxniw/s1600/IMGP1384.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0aw0YXYI/AAAAAAAADDA/AVbxOoMxniw/s320/IMGP1384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523933683588291970" border="0" /></a><br />Jack is in 3rd Grade this year. He doesn't have to leave until 7:45 and starts school at 8:15.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0bBvEKDI/AAAAAAAADDI/OF2M24veitk/s1600/IMGP1389.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0bBvEKDI/AAAAAAAADDI/OF2M24veitk/s320/IMGP1389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523933688129398834" border="0" /></a><br />Alyssa is in preschool. She goes five days a week from 8:30-noon. She Loves school! All the preschools here are run by churches or daycares and are very expensive.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0baAvGfI/AAAAAAAADDQ/N6H69pae8e0/s1600/IMGP1403.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj0baAvGfI/AAAAAAAADDQ/N6H69pae8e0/s320/IMGP1403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523933694645967346" border="0" /></a>Sadie had to have her picture taken with her backpack when the other kids did too. She couldn't wait for her real first day of school, which started two weeks later.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1sR3d95I/AAAAAAAADDY/V9q3ulu-Znc/s1600/IMGP1408.JPG"><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1s_A6WVI/AAAAAAAADDg/mDnNE6rtv3E/s1600/IMGP1411.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1s_A6WVI/AAAAAAAADDg/mDnNE6rtv3E/s320/IMGP1411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523935096148220242" border="0" /></a>This backpack is one Grandma Alice got Gavan when he was about two because LOVED cows.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1sR3d95I/AAAAAAAADDY/V9q3ulu-Znc/s1600/IMGP1408.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1sR3d95I/AAAAAAAADDY/V9q3ulu-Znc/s320/IMGP1408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523935084029015954" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1s_A6WVI/AAAAAAAADDg/mDnNE6rtv3E/s1600/IMGP1411.JPG"><br /></a>Here is Sadie on her real first day of school. She goes two days a week from 9-11:30 and I take turn teaching with 5 other moms. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1tYBVsQI/AAAAAAAADDo/YkrxiKbhO4o/s1600/IMGP1427.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj1tYBVsQI/AAAAAAAADDo/YkrxiKbhO4o/s320/IMGP1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523935102860898562" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIutCGAokHw/TKj74ASFoPI/AAAAAAAADDw/b8OzcGbR7_4/s1600/IMGP1434.JPG"><br /></a><br />Next year I will have all my kids gone for 1/2 days 5 days a week. I don't know if I am ready to let them go so quickly. I know I will enjoy being able to get things done a little easier, but it will be quite the adjustment.Nicole Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17592825218361330720noreply@blogger.com0