tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1568045277749385672024-02-19T04:17:32.185-08:00Seasons of SunshineCreated to share the moments of "sunshine" (which we get a lot of here in Arizona ) in our lives with our family and friends.Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-13301566483400288442010-11-07T15:50:00.000-08:002010-11-07T16:28:49.972-08:00Halloween and Other Fun Stuff!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMTtIHOCLHN0MeBC_5fH5gpZvIzT4GOlvuXzes5Ea1y9aw6VVpzWHw5Eoetev2cE36ZCaO4cdMsuTG8IBjhxcsNH3tWYYQY1tCOvbiSvNYTEFE7tpcSd7ZyfsT6nT84LYV6rwqetuPwHC/s1600/DSC04417_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962804089054674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcMTtIHOCLHN0MeBC_5fH5gpZvIzT4GOlvuXzes5Ea1y9aw6VVpzWHw5Eoetev2cE36ZCaO4cdMsuTG8IBjhxcsNH3tWYYQY1tCOvbiSvNYTEFE7tpcSd7ZyfsT6nT84LYV6rwqetuPwHC/s200/DSC04417_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hey, anyone still out there!!! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center">I know it's been quite awhile, but thought it was time to start blogging again. I'm not making any promises on how often I'll update, but figured I needed to start again somewhere. So, enjoy some highlights from October. . .</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0RADtfVfXrkCL90LwgCnvT_8r_Z8kwMdN5Ybuta8VDkoGlGT2ydRyhBt2w5ntvTJ00B0SMUc-E7yER58vdO-P6UI-67REQswO87UW8-23bq4Ej7UF-TAld7lzJxl_L9ia1tovHQNfe0d/s1600/1010+Halloween020_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962518821280594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh0RADtfVfXrkCL90LwgCnvT_8r_Z8kwMdN5Ybuta8VDkoGlGT2ydRyhBt2w5ntvTJ00B0SMUc-E7yER58vdO-P6UI-67REQswO87UW8-23bq4Ej7UF-TAld7lzJxl_L9ia1tovHQNfe0d/s320/1010+Halloween020_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> A quick picture before we went 'trunk-r-treating'. </div><div align="center">Can you tell that dressing up is not Taft's idea of a good time, but I told him it was necessary to get candy Ü Brigham loved being a pumpkin, Elaine was excited to be princess Leigha, Dallin the Grim Reaper, and of course as all my babies have been for their first Halloween, Calvin was a bunny.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>Funny side story</em>: On Halloween day we were going to visit my mom in the nursing home and I thought it would be fun for the kids to wear their costumes. As we are getting ready to go I ask Dallin where his costume is and he replies, "Mom, we're going to an old folks home. Did you forget I'm the Grim Reaper? I'd give them all a heartattack or something!" Kirt and I found that quite funny and surprising Dallin would think of that. Ü<br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHeDEy7p-v1lj3QJoivXXQf3rPcGLzEpSIAKhbqiDhzGQkl9PKpulqeeJMvLzq2eOVvtSJHnc2cu0AfhGoy1lIVmNx126-q15_Gxpv-1jtZQyO3-mg8qz6QY0QcMGUNWv3DQb9UAHx9Hr/s1600/1010+Halloween001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962419731284146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzHeDEy7p-v1lj3QJoivXXQf3rPcGLzEpSIAKhbqiDhzGQkl9PKpulqeeJMvLzq2eOVvtSJHnc2cu0AfhGoy1lIVmNx126-q15_Gxpv-1jtZQyO3-mg8qz6QY0QcMGUNWv3DQb9UAHx9Hr/s320/1010+Halloween001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left">Pumpkin carving was quite the event. They all thought it was gross, but enjoyed eating the tasty seeds I later roasted with butter and salt.<br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center">Pumpkin???</div><div align="center">Friend . . . or Foe?</div><div align="center">Definitely the enemy!!!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItWykTz4w29ZQPQjuEUbna4pqEDkUm_8AOF_rpLJ5GdKhwML-1IDbiB4lrTFy_dPt30UM39nvC7AInk1W1BmuVotUaul25XmHxDgPYrN5PG3acdixwaOT3R3Pzpxq8YG39BaCRDjYYaxc/s1600/1010+Halloween014_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962187005956914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItWykTz4w29ZQPQjuEUbna4pqEDkUm_8AOF_rpLJ5GdKhwML-1IDbiB4lrTFy_dPt30UM39nvC7AInk1W1BmuVotUaul25XmHxDgPYrN5PG3acdixwaOT3R3Pzpxq8YG39BaCRDjYYaxc/s200/1010+Halloween014_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6e3SJYjKynvjBfT0h06fCTvKJEEI7ejrXO-489tiAAOb9B0Bk3LWhZuWLKcybSWAr2L8fH9nffgCVpoYPlALr8ssfFQOYXjWdppFvqE2tT8GZbJ7sr5czgje7bTHNZYNl72ZzRX6-l6yi/s1600/1010+Halloween016_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536962295753599346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6e3SJYjKynvjBfT0h06fCTvKJEEI7ejrXO-489tiAAOb9B0Bk3LWhZuWLKcybSWAr2L8fH9nffgCVpoYPlALr8ssfFQOYXjWdppFvqE2tT8GZbJ7sr5czgje7bTHNZYNl72ZzRX6-l6yi/s200/1010+Halloween016_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br />Calvin enjoyed playing with his <em>little</em></div><div align="center">stash of goodies. </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyYKRYcJ6ro-oL_2kPF_6pqKO-Uj3Pd6CSxVqo1EPHdWyhqei6UkjmpmfOvMMTs9wv-a1Lqk2RY4-f_YpEPzxLFyTGLcNRMj5XIZXmF7rsXoBfR5RyNWDxy3TSWKdl74IvY0KPsGRmbwHK/s1600/1010+Halloween035_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961669138111666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyYKRYcJ6ro-oL_2kPF_6pqKO-Uj3Pd6CSxVqo1EPHdWyhqei6UkjmpmfOvMMTs9wv-a1Lqk2RY4-f_YpEPzxLFyTGLcNRMj5XIZXmF7rsXoBfR5RyNWDxy3TSWKdl74IvY0KPsGRmbwHK/s200/1010+Halloween035_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1X5sOwRaVI9U7LRb2H1IqNFb06VhIecIk8yGsRplPrXFddFNG86hKt16w2pf2HMzObl9cZ3A-FK_19SPIENXHJWU5eO0MOGxNAf99pTlD2Zvcspvc2EoKRo8tlcy2vx-jFLZFbLQtrB6R/s1600/1010+Halloween043_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961765074625762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1X5sOwRaVI9U7LRb2H1IqNFb06VhIecIk8yGsRplPrXFddFNG86hKt16w2pf2HMzObl9cZ3A-FK_19SPIENXHJWU5eO0MOGxNAf99pTlD2Zvcspvc2EoKRo8tlcy2vx-jFLZFbLQtrB6R/s200/1010+Halloween043_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtfr9gLAAk3O-QSLRkuaR5-1u_5RfG-i30hjnneike_tAjQxHhJNqbgPX0h8mJUyRZZQpPT9_pbMLKycpivruOOwT7hZ8Kc4Y8j6pOdrUQdjKmXkVhG0CjDWpZ2Ay3dH11fqBGYAbTw4s/s1600/1010+Halloween036_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961503617387202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtfr9gLAAk3O-QSLRkuaR5-1u_5RfG-i30hjnneike_tAjQxHhJNqbgPX0h8mJUyRZZQpPT9_pbMLKycpivruOOwT7hZ8Kc4Y8j6pOdrUQdjKmXkVhG0CjDWpZ2Ay3dH11fqBGYAbTw4s/s200/1010+Halloween036_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin also enjoyed his <em>large</em><br />stash of goodies!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQ1fO9bFg80BJz11KAh9BN78UkZdGNTrkagM-xxC4khvKHtsvf3uF5hmMlg_aTAHDj8BxhwUDbXAQ-an6Q3UlBfohqaEOASr0jY6ybWT1KvIYEVRf-oypwiYeNQCKXy_tGz82s_5zRlaX/s1600/1010+Halloween033_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961414709983122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDQ1fO9bFg80BJz11KAh9BN78UkZdGNTrkagM-xxC4khvKHtsvf3uF5hmMlg_aTAHDj8BxhwUDbXAQ-an6Q3UlBfohqaEOASr0jY6ybWT1KvIYEVRf-oypwiYeNQCKXy_tGz82s_5zRlaX/s200/1010+Halloween033_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp8hOmnBgsvPdS_Y-PRAK2BdbxeivhC6zTv8jCr46HIH0b2aEeLYmUHlJ84OuFqVDacnlpnEDuIrVyfZL1EqZ_YoNHsFNXLrE4O2PgkloTMoiwgbf84lCEgVag2-SvKgYKWDGxnG8_mX2P/s1600/1010+Halloween045_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536960960945970658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp8hOmnBgsvPdS_Y-PRAK2BdbxeivhC6zTv8jCr46HIH0b2aEeLYmUHlJ84OuFqVDacnlpnEDuIrVyfZL1EqZ_YoNHsFNXLrE4O2PgkloTMoiwgbf84lCEgVag2-SvKgYKWDGxnG8_mX2P/s200/1010+Halloween045_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYw61oGt6vbkdVrs5121sTP7-vOUs0ZysXrDODUAkdIaUACVQYBztzzeGWE2kdisOxGa5zW7VHwu3uoDi2VgBFv8YcON_8F9x-dezn5mC06zDFy1FGdEKDm8-eunk0BBuaIdXbEKe82uP/s1600/1010+Halloween026_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536961091315486626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYw61oGt6vbkdVrs5121sTP7-vOUs0ZysXrDODUAkdIaUACVQYBztzzeGWE2kdisOxGa5zW7VHwu3uoDi2VgBFv8YcON_8F9x-dezn5mC06zDFy1FGdEKDm8-eunk0BBuaIdXbEKe82uP/s200/1010+Halloween026_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Brigham loved his pumpkin costume. He </div><div>embellished a bit the next day and added</div><div>a sword and hat.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQYw61oGt6vbkdVrs5121sTP7-vOUs0ZysXrDODUAkdIaUACVQYBztzzeGWE2kdisOxGa5zW7VHwu3uoDi2VgBFv8YcON_8F9x-dezn5mC06zDFy1FGdEKDm8-eunk0BBuaIdXbEKe82uP/s1600/1010+Halloween026_1.JPG"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">Student of the Month</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWT90cDlPyE90nIi-ZWkPc-3Ue8QvTPMsxLxjtrMcUCPpdjgU6vbAPtWeHsEUlBoifXe88Qpud34xUin34tyoqI48QYLLFBlJApJDPi4Ha2ohJAIL1XI3k-pBvmvYHzoVFVqoyEdMQzqg2/s1600/DSC04419_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536960009905519634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWT90cDlPyE90nIi-ZWkPc-3Ue8QvTPMsxLxjtrMcUCPpdjgU6vbAPtWeHsEUlBoifXe88Qpud34xUin34tyoqI48QYLLFBlJApJDPi4Ha2ohJAIL1XI3k-pBvmvYHzoVFVqoyEdMQzqg2/s320/DSC04419_1.JPG" border="0" /></a>Elaine was chosen for Student of the Month in her 3rd grade class. The trait for the month was Perserverance and she definitely fits that category. As this was her first year at Ben Franklin she had a bit of catching up to do as they are an advanced school, but she got in there and picked up handwriting, english and math after a month or so. And is a straght A student.</div><div>Way to go Elaine!</div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-87201432664944298012010-02-15T13:59:00.000-08:002010-02-15T14:35:50.533-08:00Catching UpYes it has been awhile since I last blogged. So, here's a brief look at the last month or so at the Nelson house. . .<br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Calvin our Cutie</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipPy4BhApaLlC7bx3U5h1b-wtB5PQXKNkjIlWPGeUhi_fTSDmEGhakaX3bm7OHIbKTQMQiIZQA-m_hwNB7jaXQ6h97OOejxuc5wiq0rBO9NWgZCueKstybr-vfwEIZ_ulMyqLCCCTzcohi/s1600-h/DSC02491_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438596207073852210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipPy4BhApaLlC7bx3U5h1b-wtB5PQXKNkjIlWPGeUhi_fTSDmEGhakaX3bm7OHIbKTQMQiIZQA-m_hwNB7jaXQ6h97OOejxuc5wiq0rBO9NWgZCueKstybr-vfwEIZ_ulMyqLCCCTzcohi/s320/DSC02491_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> He makes the funniest faces! I love seeing the little lines on his forehead as he's thinking hard Ü<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzghD5zXhbzo9368ZApbvTgvJZqXP0ZuzcMHHQbpMXv3KKV8rPVM3gMj1U6ZyEWt_SBlotnZyxAkNtdHe2e5cOTd9YgO5eEcWHxnZ8QQ67HszXwOc6XReEpzrZwhkZgwZnQTW3E8fyMic/s1600-h/DSC02558_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438596127164188818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqzghD5zXhbzo9368ZApbvTgvJZqXP0ZuzcMHHQbpMXv3KKV8rPVM3gMj1U6ZyEWt_SBlotnZyxAkNtdHe2e5cOTd9YgO5eEcWHxnZ8QQ67HszXwOc6XReEpzrZwhkZgwZnQTW3E8fyMic/s320/DSC02558_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> And this is what he does pretty much all day long. So relaxed!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-y9elGNyA4Jn_AHuZBmxn06pFtkW6vO1p6rZB7PPs-EZA1yVqygwJ0qz-hH2qBmBHP4rtryytk7Ul9twBL9lOkq3BF74QlB7Q9zeFyLrU0AD9kzhsYr6nNbxoZh_wez5I3XO9fB_gET13/s1600-h/DSC02560_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438596016727547346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-y9elGNyA4Jn_AHuZBmxn06pFtkW6vO1p6rZB7PPs-EZA1yVqygwJ0qz-hH2qBmBHP4rtryytk7Ul9twBL9lOkq3BF74QlB7Q9zeFyLrU0AD9kzhsYr6nNbxoZh_wez5I3XO9fB_gET13/s320/DSC02560_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> And another shot of him sleeping because I think he's so sweet looking. He really is a sweet baby, only cries to eat and then is just pretty content looking around and being cuddled.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Pinewood Derby--Winner!</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkg1R-UuUubGCMrXadCBXf-QCp6mbx2kwllMgPBGIkkMtTQExOSe3elf-vi0qfiAB96s6BtvGXHl6mQqPK3_sxk8UGOdEfE-PdjD37jCbk6yHlbyhNPWWjtGjb93FSHo5sq0nv9G57RN5/s1600-h/DSC02546_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595901274718194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkg1R-UuUubGCMrXadCBXf-QCp6mbx2kwllMgPBGIkkMtTQExOSe3elf-vi0qfiAB96s6BtvGXHl6mQqPK3_sxk8UGOdEfE-PdjD37jCbk6yHlbyhNPWWjtGjb93FSHo5sq0nv9G57RN5/s320/DSC02546_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin took first place in his den and overall at the cubscout Pinewood Derby this year. I think Kirt had as much fun as Dallin racing and working on the 'batmobile' together. Yeah! </div><div><br /> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Happy 3rd Birthday Brigham!</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRuTi9XoLtKTscD3XuBHYmENKn7heMn6QRszDJJfpQzrPPbE41DwXIz_Wdhk-e4lrUmzSJtIommT_Nr1FwmbdchTBV3R028It7EWaHN47P9ooUKfXmaSe64S8fA-IHZJBZebw2pPaJIvNb/s1600-h/DSC02506_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595791985685138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRuTi9XoLtKTscD3XuBHYmENKn7heMn6QRszDJJfpQzrPPbE41DwXIz_Wdhk-e4lrUmzSJtIommT_Nr1FwmbdchTBV3R028It7EWaHN47P9ooUKfXmaSe64S8fA-IHZJBZebw2pPaJIvNb/s320/DSC02506_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Full of personality and endless energy our little Briggy turned 3 in January!<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595688339038338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW-p-RC8GWZG_OyFXE1-z1qEBNIum63u57UcWaJYzgpkaJV2oxBnM0WiI2WXSiKcmwtbho4zIbj454QJUz-THm26ch6gtM9n447E2jSDn1kGvlssTg4YtCklCTTe3pGxgvaj4LPYXUy_uT/s320/DSC02526_1.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1f00yBN6fFbCc78xFQnCc_VqDNDrPS8KvbqDwA0VEx6nq8QEk3AORrej0gtmIQ2FEV8i_Py-73DibGSId9xXwj8PfGAZkDybgmNlIv6QSWNbH-QIRUAX22sjBOyOYbaIuSRO0q2Wt37NE/s1600-h/DSC02521_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595564019666930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1f00yBN6fFbCc78xFQnCc_VqDNDrPS8KvbqDwA0VEx6nq8QEk3AORrej0gtmIQ2FEV8i_Py-73DibGSId9xXwj8PfGAZkDybgmNlIv6QSWNbH-QIRUAX22sjBOyOYbaIuSRO0q2Wt37NE/s320/DSC02521_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div align="center">Grandpa Dye came to to town to celebrate, play with the kids and meet his newest grandson. It was fun having him visit.</div><div align="center">And of course, Mom enjoyed sharing this special day with her Briggy. </div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdn-noPypku4f4d9LML6c2tPvewDvlJhF6QzUlay8Qb1YExPxCScl4zSDd6Mn4aXmXpyVC04ZLul5vdn_r8XelOK1sUeZQlfhiQAM3xy77Lu8WJjBGLb2F2uv_e9WNW-5y3FbxVYL9Vdux/s1600-h/DSC02557_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595184665444994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdn-noPypku4f4d9LML6c2tPvewDvlJhF6QzUlay8Qb1YExPxCScl4zSDd6Mn4aXmXpyVC04ZLul5vdn_r8XelOK1sUeZQlfhiQAM3xy77Lu8WJjBGLb2F2uv_e9WNW-5y3FbxVYL9Vdux/s320/DSC02557_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brigham's absolute favorite gift was from Grandpa--his very own scooter. Him and Taft ride them around the house all day. Good thing we have lots of tile Ü</div></div></div></div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-58940206189289603352009-12-26T10:12:00.000-08:002009-12-26T10:45:56.705-08:00Calvin Charles NelsonOur newest little one was born last friday, December 18th at 8:00am. He weighed 8lbs. 5 oz and 20 3/4 inches long. I waited to blog until we had named him, which took some time. In fact, we gave him one name and realized we were still referring to him as 'the baby', so spent a couple more days deciding. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOv4oADEkptwD1a0LCFRdgBk7MdRpi-IsaDzN0mmTzUq3sTWQu6Slv0a76_Hs9MZIbMh9BFTo3ld_iv7d_oLqIZj8kdcy1cGW9ikDxG52yAAV5zoEaE8QdhM5N_CdmJEpbRW5KMQo63cV4/s1600-h/1209+Baby016_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419611269520704162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOv4oADEkptwD1a0LCFRdgBk7MdRpi-IsaDzN0mmTzUq3sTWQu6Slv0a76_Hs9MZIbMh9BFTo3ld_iv7d_oLqIZj8kdcy1cGW9ikDxG52yAAV5zoEaE8QdhM5N_CdmJEpbRW5KMQo63cV4/s400/1209+Baby016_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had Calvin here at home and he was born underwater in a special birthing tub. It was a neat experience. For me much better than the hospital to be in the comforting environment of my own room with wonderful midwives assisting. Active labor started about 4:00 am and then 4 hours later he was born.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCV5S9PTMyXKgjexhXEDAKifYt69U9jX_JaxhHkYu57OCWCRkl4K7VZCUMzHVULR_qpIYjqJnPNZrCH4HKN1Cxm2cxApJ_V1Oo8fQrS4Bl8paWI4VL-N5zrccErFK0jJrEaXNvTNOSCNiR/s1600-h/1209+Baby012_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419611186371361794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCV5S9PTMyXKgjexhXEDAKifYt69U9jX_JaxhHkYu57OCWCRkl4K7VZCUMzHVULR_qpIYjqJnPNZrCH4HKN1Cxm2cxApJ_V1Oo8fQrS4Bl8paWI4VL-N5zrccErFK0jJrEaXNvTNOSCNiR/s400/1209+Baby012_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> I was very happy to be finally holding my sweet little guy after going past my due date. It was all worth it to have him in my arms. Ü</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6L3UA21S8l1B4MGSJIVBcpeX3gUwqiBSqCv7wOFJlOSSB9geMH46kmBnwdyy6BvSB_o6b1nUhZx86nMAAHlmAtNG1DfGCBlVdCWX6NQplpNUYT5kYE3X9vKH79CBuHVGoA5hUTg8FFTDS/s1600-h/1209+Baby019_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419611098460251778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6L3UA21S8l1B4MGSJIVBcpeX3gUwqiBSqCv7wOFJlOSSB9geMH46kmBnwdyy6BvSB_o6b1nUhZx86nMAAHlmAtNG1DfGCBlVdCWX6NQplpNUYT5kYE3X9vKH79CBuHVGoA5hUTg8FFTDS/s400/1209+Baby019_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> And Kirt was a great labor coach. But, it took its toll on him as hours after the birth here he is taken a little rest time with his new son.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJydSRgTZE6-HusWq8-hrz9V_204zK4WhDft44vSsxESPNqR7dBXsifXcRZfMKAJYdG2430Ljw8P9m3VJvVniOSFI2L36MuJqRIIEcMGGILLatstMAmKLXw9UAxBhXGdBAMXG9QlG2416F/s1600-h/1209+Baby014_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419610993902850002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJydSRgTZE6-HusWq8-hrz9V_204zK4WhDft44vSsxESPNqR7dBXsifXcRZfMKAJYdG2430Ljw8P9m3VJvVniOSFI2L36MuJqRIIEcMGGILLatstMAmKLXw9UAxBhXGdBAMXG9QlG2416F/s400/1209+Baby014_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft and Brigham were the first of the siblings to meet their new brother. Taft said: "He's as cute as a puppy, but with not fur". Briggy just 'lubs him' and asks to pet him on the head all the time.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwTW0Fat8Nqux4GwEw1i8u047Ihc2MnwyV7ERGDnrj_izvu6GSvFha3X58Mh0F4pmr0PDu57Y_8d63uwTlnrF4GqZIzgCsvkRujGyYbXIZ6BhzcIfmoST9poCDif411CHPiJ4ERlRx6ohZ/s1600-h/1209+Baby025_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419610664341254194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwTW0Fat8Nqux4GwEw1i8u047Ihc2MnwyV7ERGDnrj_izvu6GSvFha3X58Mh0F4pmr0PDu57Y_8d63uwTlnrF4GqZIzgCsvkRujGyYbXIZ6BhzcIfmoST9poCDif411CHPiJ4ERlRx6ohZ/s400/1209+Baby025_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elaine is a great big sister and can't hold her little brother enough. She was at school when he was born, but came right in to see him when she got home.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIKepi59QReruWiogEbfy4_TAV4igidXNFt3aXLyfG0JbrF3CHt7DxXACpEWBvKqLHMEWbm4IbAri_zCYYiuV5sJW9aGV-cJaI9KcFt76en6UCV8kPCmvA06Sp-A3d3r8jhvO8akeHiquX/s1600-h/1209+Baby023_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419610555646915922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIKepi59QReruWiogEbfy4_TAV4igidXNFt3aXLyfG0JbrF3CHt7DxXACpEWBvKqLHMEWbm4IbAri_zCYYiuV5sJW9aGV-cJaI9KcFt76en6UCV8kPCmvA06Sp-A3d3r8jhvO8akeHiquX/s400/1209+Baby023_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin also was at school, but when he got home he peeked in the room to make sure it was a boy and not a girl and then took off to a friends house. (I guess, just making sure his life was unchanged) Later, though he was eager to hold him and get aquainted.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WvsP8u2ZikDVrqWe42RfDK3YYmyqsNiJbc5g5r7EzMMAdfM8AL2D2ZB226LOsd7oXAAJRn3YltbFOidqMV0geplMVszMl1A_DpFWK8P4Oo14Y4T0iq2cG_bHLCbhhesR19GWKolFm2B0/s1600-h/1209+Baby032_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419610371804224898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WvsP8u2ZikDVrqWe42RfDK3YYmyqsNiJbc5g5r7EzMMAdfM8AL2D2ZB226LOsd7oXAAJRn3YltbFOidqMV0geplMVszMl1A_DpFWK8P4Oo14Y4T0iq2cG_bHLCbhhesR19GWKolFm2B0/s400/1209+Baby032_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was taken later, but Brigham is so sweet and loves to give Calvin kisses.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJeBoC6N9orVPL8MVrGaslB5zcQwGaTnMJ9LfwO6XLXxwrM2dWBUHtevgPx2ty09TI0dqdkVWNTE94wAs-Nj7rZMBjK1O2MYK9ohHlVzBZ6lN_PCI9MarkFU4wmtlxajr0ofovvKMHxe8L/s1600-h/1209+Baby011_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419609874131024706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJeBoC6N9orVPL8MVrGaslB5zcQwGaTnMJ9LfwO6XLXxwrM2dWBUHtevgPx2ty09TI0dqdkVWNTE94wAs-Nj7rZMBjK1O2MYK9ohHlVzBZ6lN_PCI9MarkFU4wmtlxajr0ofovvKMHxe8L/s400/1209+Baby011_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Right now, Mom is just enjoying spending time with little Calvin and getting used to a newborn around and recovering from delivery. Also, I am very thankful Kirt's parents are in town helping entertain the other kids and help around the house. I don't know how I'll do it all when they leave. But, it is a great blessing to have this new little one finally in our family. Ü</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-78139166541757309282009-11-01T13:27:00.001-08:002009-11-01T13:46:27.692-08:00Happy Halloween<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioeIXFg5Kydgh9CsgmpjS4G7-THybvEb06eN-UDNHCkLfGlFxLR_Cs2ImzK2RFJZXWAcgz_9gKdpAUb03purwRkjjM-iz9TFurRgodhL9cCQDTSgkJK5l7QFYagt36Gkzj3O2Z1zPM_uNo/s1600-h/1009+Halloween002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399253453230281938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioeIXFg5Kydgh9CsgmpjS4G7-THybvEb06eN-UDNHCkLfGlFxLR_Cs2ImzK2RFJZXWAcgz_9gKdpAUb03purwRkjjM-iz9TFurRgodhL9cCQDTSgkJK5l7QFYagt36Gkzj3O2Z1zPM_uNo/s400/1009+Halloween002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmaZySKB6QJ_t5dS1m_WS3VfBcXXLsUXM1UGvRKutyvP8B3uKY6GplQYzaUKlQtfUQcGiuRnUljO89OYF1JhT5Zm9uKOOYCC9qHNAS9fHt1jZaJXY3TfyuPVCrt1CP8hTy8rtROOdBdBB0/s1600-h/1009+Halloween007_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399251027886180002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmaZySKB6QJ_t5dS1m_WS3VfBcXXLsUXM1UGvRKutyvP8B3uKY6GplQYzaUKlQtfUQcGiuRnUljO89OYF1JhT5Zm9uKOOYCC9qHNAS9fHt1jZaJXY3TfyuPVCrt1CP8hTy8rtROOdBdBB0/s200/1009+Halloween007_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> We had a fun Halloween this year. Even Kirt enjoyed dressing up with the kids to go trick-or-treating. They definitely raked in the loot as they went out twice. Our ward had a trunk-or-treat on thursday where they filled thier buckets. And then we gathered with some friends and neighbors to have chili and watch a movie on the garage while the Mom's chatted and passed out candy and the Dads took the kids around the neighborhood. As you can see or maybe not quite tell, Taft was a ghost,--he is not a fan of dressing up, but was told if he didn't pick something he was not collecting candy; obviously the sweet tooth won over his stubborness. Dallin was Capt. Jack Sparrow, Elaine was Alice in Wonderland, and Brigham was superman. Birggy's costume was just his p.j.'s, but they have a cool cape and then afterwards we put him right to bed :) </div><div>p.s. I am not pictured here as I think a photo of me 8 months pregnant is scarier than any costume I saw this Halloween Ü</div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-5990679016390328662009-09-04T14:20:00.001-07:002009-09-04T14:41:54.773-07:00Back to School<div align="center">A couple of weeks ago the Dallin and Elaine headed off back to school.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimyk01J8XgTAwOHhlvlU42iAEdceC-57VSFOPObnOboEc8yf7ppZYAWxFhwN9hTITNz8-TLGgHdk-YUEfmaPD9bULbLcUKM2pwogWxsbgFe1zMSbOsfj2R0jygSViebux6uIKXlskwfpNW/s1600-h/DSC02246_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377725820888512338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimyk01J8XgTAwOHhlvlU42iAEdceC-57VSFOPObnOboEc8yf7ppZYAWxFhwN9hTITNz8-TLGgHdk-YUEfmaPD9bULbLcUKM2pwogWxsbgFe1zMSbOsfj2R0jygSViebux6uIKXlskwfpNW/s320/DSC02246_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin is in 4th grade this year and Elaine is in 2nd. They were both excited for the 1st day back as I think they were getting a bit bored with summer (too hot!). Dallin is going to a charter school which he is enjoying. A bit more challenging curriculum, which Mom and Dad like. Elaine is still on the waiting list to get in so is going to the local elementary, but has a great teacher and many friends in her class this year.</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4qNpJAOYGOU0oDvM6UwaY8nlqboMp75Pl88dKlhFmKeY0Ip2WPfQcjHs2dsJzYMVycx8WFo3_t2j8hqBdKf0h2f78IqWt5WjNZXm543t0gdxY9VV08WObGxYtRNbh7W0Vki6NuzYFs_h/s1600-h/DSC02252_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377725610121733618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4qNpJAOYGOU0oDvM6UwaY8nlqboMp75Pl88dKlhFmKeY0Ip2WPfQcjHs2dsJzYMVycx8WFo3_t2j8hqBdKf0h2f78IqWt5WjNZXm543t0gdxY9VV08WObGxYtRNbh7W0Vki6NuzYFs_h/s320/DSC02252_1.JPG" border="0" /></a>After walking Elaine to school Brigham and Taft and I headed over to the park so they could have a special 1st day, too. Taft is in preschool this year, which he attends twice a week. 6 of us Moms take turns teaching and hosting. Taft just loves it! He (and I) needed something to keep his active mind and body busy Ü<br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-53236699023257096482009-07-22T22:03:00.001-07:002009-07-23T15:50:45.965-07:00San Clemente Vacation<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;">Beach Fun</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicevw8ToUZbMXL5RUMZ7xF_Az4Ok0g2VD0uoFiDeyVBtaafB31X8NivkKa_4dBma-Z4TBSWmc_JI1Av3BVC83ZLHPE2Sy5TwFhKmpdhtg1DkdUFkHUy2nKZ8JkWle3ikQA6TCgwAfH8l2d/s1600-h/0709+CBeach2001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361520303390018514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicevw8ToUZbMXL5RUMZ7xF_Az4Ok0g2VD0uoFiDeyVBtaafB31X8NivkKa_4dBma-Z4TBSWmc_JI1Av3BVC83ZLHPE2Sy5TwFhKmpdhtg1DkdUFkHUy2nKZ8JkWle3ikQA6TCgwAfH8l2d/s320/0709+CBeach2001.JPG" border="0" /></a> We spent last week soaking up some sun on the beach in San Clemente, CA. This was our second year going with friends from Arizona<span style="font-size:85%;">(pictured below)</span> and it was such a blast! We spent hours on the beach. The kids had a great time with friends and various activities as you'll see . . .<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wIx6_pIuezl4TxI7lICUAAMzcYZIasYh3ArAczryvAW7CLnXffFm_yD-YZVn3JrD-BeSz-REO85j0WuORsF_lhIMfAZYa5E7PMeyES9qcowq15Wy2sfcPfdw36RshKq2VoDBeLf7c-Rd/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361520173167155490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2wIx6_pIuezl4TxI7lICUAAMzcYZIasYh3ArAczryvAW7CLnXffFm_yD-YZVn3JrD-BeSz-REO85j0WuORsF_lhIMfAZYa5E7PMeyES9qcowq15Wy2sfcPfdw36RshKq2VoDBeLf7c-Rd/s320/0709+CBeach1036.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft absolutely loved jumping the waves. I wish I could post all the pics I took with his varying faces as it was fun to watch him so enjoying himself. Playing with the seaweed and . . .<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJOugWx6RJXM4kAnOQXBZhwhWQlMkaEJoZ5h18vCeE4h2_WiToZ_Pq53g6D124L0IgEDhuLH7tTFT5RwGtmAHPjyHV0m6BcKhZdY0MIeqquf4QBYj-jNi-tqmn7qxikvirAB3_alEzLNYu/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361520068307054162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJOugWx6RJXM4kAnOQXBZhwhWQlMkaEJoZ5h18vCeE4h2_WiToZ_Pq53g6D124L0IgEDhuLH7tTFT5RwGtmAHPjyHV0m6BcKhZdY0MIeqquf4QBYj-jNi-tqmn7qxikvirAB3_alEzLNYu/s320/0709+CBeach1004.JPG" border="0" /></a>. . .digging were other favorite pastimes. Elaine and Taft spent hours digging up sand crabs and just filling buckets with water and sand. I think at one count Elaine had 24 sand crabs and her friend Eleanor an additional 25.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQ3LIQz-Jr5ppvjW_EqT1NPWczQBD5Ru-C3GcVybDrsd_k9KjeHgAfduOAmskFksWXLfN7eUMIhqWqIMtyBlNM_unGaZxDx7z_CTqcLIqxoIOqq82faEoxnr0kPxBwbOIu6ni0Tibp1Xw/s1600-h/0709+CBeach2011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519921594273890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIQ3LIQz-Jr5ppvjW_EqT1NPWczQBD5Ru-C3GcVybDrsd_k9KjeHgAfduOAmskFksWXLfN7eUMIhqWqIMtyBlNM_unGaZxDx7z_CTqcLIqxoIOqq82faEoxnr0kPxBwbOIu6ni0Tibp1Xw/s320/0709+CBeach2011.JPG" border="0" /></a> Elaine is buried up to her neck here in the sand with some other of our friends' kids. It was a funny site to see these heads lined up along the beach. Dave was quite speedy at it and I think only took about 2 minutes to bury a child. It took quite a bit longer to wash all the sand off Ü<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1pD1EQJlw2a0zfNWSqNMpxxSOQ3UaJDDv80unMjPasvwOKFuFzL7PbnZk6jLVUCLSn_HjnRnNai-FuJjtH2RkQKv8RFQaZVncTiotaxa8qJqmFA9cBQGb2Bl4TqWqp8_xABDd9r76E8_/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519740266969538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1pD1EQJlw2a0zfNWSqNMpxxSOQ3UaJDDv80unMjPasvwOKFuFzL7PbnZk6jLVUCLSn_HjnRnNai-FuJjtH2RkQKv8RFQaZVncTiotaxa8qJqmFA9cBQGb2Bl4TqWqp8_xABDd9r76E8_/s320/0709+CBeach1051.JPG" border="0" /></a> Briggy wasn't the biggest fan of the sand and surf. This was the only time he actually ventured off the mats to get his toes wet. He spent a lot of time just napping under the umbrella. Maybe next year we'll get him on the boogie board.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52h5SPbHSrZGPNm7F5gauG1DN955LaNX6YFAUEs0Zj-n1yZ6hBEFI8VQ8i16EJJ4nHIrUltfTShzf_HItJXauMUC5tr9p57JgR4HNS41ORISPo8Y0b_24zGTy8xP__Uuab2KKqIALJX9k/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519528490871586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh52h5SPbHSrZGPNm7F5gauG1DN955LaNX6YFAUEs0Zj-n1yZ6hBEFI8VQ8i16EJJ4nHIrUltfTShzf_HItJXauMUC5tr9p57JgR4HNS41ORISPo8Y0b_24zGTy8xP__Uuab2KKqIALJX9k/s320/0709+CBeach1008.JPG" border="0" /></a> And Boogie Boarding was Dallin's new favorite experience this year. He did quite well and enjoyed it until he started swallowing too much water.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMOqxYo5r9inRR5Vn_VkjuDfNtJb0uzzDKfONgmRg0gJh5dS1IqmbEq4Gyp0lEH_8ftX3OvSSKXbH3QIqzdQ1dO7iNdZsqH5Jki0g5SmWFwyTKruQZ_e03HL3Irg8ygoAxy7Wy9yosvjdn/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519368457091442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMOqxYo5r9inRR5Vn_VkjuDfNtJb0uzzDKfONgmRg0gJh5dS1IqmbEq4Gyp0lEH_8ftX3OvSSKXbH3QIqzdQ1dO7iNdZsqH5Jki0g5SmWFwyTKruQZ_e03HL3Irg8ygoAxy7Wy9yosvjdn/s200/0709+CBeach1049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6fHoBFPiwte4NDPCfxSF1fHzF-apPR2MSnBRVfvUKX03ISG26OncyXdnUeIYy5ZbXsjboukDwPlwXeO8DPPZd6bugl073XxUod1HGt68cObXzpqfcgJ7luPvM8djyOcGNSiAaxUjh7G3/s1600-h/0709+CBeach1015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519251378808194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6fHoBFPiwte4NDPCfxSF1fHzF-apPR2MSnBRVfvUKX03ISG26OncyXdnUeIYy5ZbXsjboukDwPlwXeO8DPPZd6bugl073XxUod1HGt68cObXzpqfcgJ7luPvM8djyOcGNSiAaxUjh7G3/s200/0709+CBeach1015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Elaine and Dallin had fun in the surf with Daddy. Kirt spent quite a bit of time playing on the boogie board. I even ventured out a couple of times with my bulging belly--a little trickier, but not impossible and such fun!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6PFEkhtsh_4vaW-Pukzi5BEHRUxPdcZeu_JaD3aUhkba62HdVlYS7xqQqo_0oFtyn_SKsi5kIeBLCvJyR-T370oH38aty0ap8oTb5nb_2m-tw8uwIae7G-tub8_riT2kBqErZuotcok1/s1600-h/0709+CBeach2019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361519096930587970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6PFEkhtsh_4vaW-Pukzi5BEHRUxPdcZeu_JaD3aUhkba62HdVlYS7xqQqo_0oFtyn_SKsi5kIeBLCvJyR-T370oH38aty0ap8oTb5nb_2m-tw8uwIae7G-tub8_riT2kBqErZuotcok1/s320/0709+CBeach2019.JPG" border="0" /></a> It wouldn't be a day at the beach without a sandcastle. The kids didn't do this alone. Aaron Kahle was the main architect, but they all enjoyed 'helping' in some small way. We really had a fun group of kids and adults to play with on this trip.</div><div><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Camping</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhzKGivfJTMj0WmDY1BQop0PjjSDrb4kz84SgnN4MeTwqfDW4gh4-_dZhcNTX7hEfqNRjWFaBMpaNu0K39xF7twHCMV4l2nGvRTtOs2x4Film3FwwB259CO3Ej_3AjIcZAKo2Nxop18UIS/s1600-h/0709+ECamping008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518850194483666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhzKGivfJTMj0WmDY1BQop0PjjSDrb4kz84SgnN4MeTwqfDW4gh4-_dZhcNTX7hEfqNRjWFaBMpaNu0K39xF7twHCMV4l2nGvRTtOs2x4Film3FwwB259CO3Ej_3AjIcZAKo2Nxop18UIS/s320/0709+ECamping008.JPG" border="0" /></a> And here they all are. We had six families, Us, Watts, Fishbecks, Petersens, Guffeys, and Wilkes<span style="font-size:85%;">(Lori-sister)</span> with 24 kids total. We camped and played together for a week and all got a long with little drama. <span style="font-size:85%;">(We even had some other families from our ward who we hung out with on the beach, but camped at a neighboring campsite.) </span> It was nice to have such neat friends to hang out with--thanks for planning it all Lori!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCswovsY_HzAoGm2PW6jyrCpPKOvddFUc_ujv2f6UiJOFFYGV2UX27Y-kbDj3M_UBhWFmUvvgGk8lTZx6aboXw9yo3fYUZDpQVAOUNkTE1sHzJSgsRyFwW4H6Fb3h6tN3ZXj2MyreSnjAp/s1600-h/0709+ECamping006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518696163126578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCswovsY_HzAoGm2PW6jyrCpPKOvddFUc_ujv2f6UiJOFFYGV2UX27Y-kbDj3M_UBhWFmUvvgGk8lTZx6aboXw9yo3fYUZDpQVAOUNkTE1sHzJSgsRyFwW4H6Fb3h6tN3ZXj2MyreSnjAp/s200/0709+ECamping006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNzzskgH-G9qd518KZ17pLsHoybUgOQsYTOrrJheJ4JHvhXPzNF4RjmUGkOuBAXzftH7Y4mqm7SIQBFYw63PUTq99n4UXFBPwBeWVIwge6IjYqfHaFXo2353q927Dt0GUVYzYJQo4MwZV/s1600-h/0709+ECamping001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518556493572946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNzzskgH-G9qd518KZ17pLsHoybUgOQsYTOrrJheJ4JHvhXPzNF4RjmUGkOuBAXzftH7Y4mqm7SIQBFYw63PUTq99n4UXFBPwBeWVIwge6IjYqfHaFXo2353q927Dt0GUVYzYJQo4MwZV/s200/0709+ECamping001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Here is a shot of our tent trailer, Brigham is at the door. It was definitely a nice upgrade from a tent. And another shot of our mini-tent city we created with all the families. We could see the ocean from our campground (and I even saw a skunk one night--eew). It was great getting the kids to bed and then chatting with the adults around the campfire. Not to mention some yummy dutch oven cobblers and s'mores enjoyed around that campfire, too.<br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;">Whale Watching Trip</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9zUpkWX6zFtY04tLEiNEv5ZW3MXFAoBJ6Orf-s8YGLIyZF0V_lr_uUNIAtD8PxmVdLF770v_SHoyman3iym8G22Be1H_tBHb6h1LsW__GeYgt67BZYv9pLaU2hpufyD-cX-vPw_EtTz-/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517881105863938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy9zUpkWX6zFtY04tLEiNEv5ZW3MXFAoBJ6Orf-s8YGLIyZF0V_lr_uUNIAtD8PxmVdLF770v_SHoyman3iym8G22Be1H_tBHb6h1LsW__GeYgt67BZYv9pLaU2hpufyD-cX-vPw_EtTz-/s200/0709+DDolphins001.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcnP-qJGQQxI2ld6OGn6xCvtqwM1yNrc8IMLShlrKHZR1t_nGrBH1rpHKF1opVB8sKhBUFgoyBLM5x8pfW1kIaQDjsELyK2C_XKkpkx-yhO3qtVGPj-kA9ij5V8t0SbfabMh7uD_Jfu5u1/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517773384283586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcnP-qJGQQxI2ld6OGn6xCvtqwM1yNrc8IMLShlrKHZR1t_nGrBH1rpHKF1opVB8sKhBUFgoyBLM5x8pfW1kIaQDjsELyK2C_XKkpkx-yhO3qtVGPj-kA9ij5V8t0SbfabMh7uD_Jfu5u1/s200/0709+DDolphins002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We took a day with just our family to see some sites other than the beach. We went Whale/Dolphin watching on a boat out to sea for a few hours. It was an exciting little adventure. <div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeROt3MJsEn1PNX0ZilFr1FsSbWcVEFDgXFZ5q1KbDkrvap7ASXjJX7QOtEKNliZLjbtG0sXYC9MTQiMUUWL7H9Y5YFH_TuHGBv-FbxFYrKqMtsHp32LSBssSgKKRnr2yWFI3MVWVmlkx/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517637662936322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeROt3MJsEn1PNX0ZilFr1FsSbWcVEFDgXFZ5q1KbDkrvap7ASXjJX7QOtEKNliZLjbtG0sXYC9MTQiMUUWL7H9Y5YFH_TuHGBv-FbxFYrKqMtsHp32LSBssSgKKRnr2yWFI3MVWVmlkx/s320/0709+DDolphins030.JPG" border="0" /></a> We got very close with the dolphins. 'Schools' of them would just swim and splash around the boat, if the railing wasn't so high we could've petted them.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApGwIKYAc2AWGuV5WNvg2JmxuZVtwBzk1L3Q8bZx2VBPyLXRUT9WKFyd3tcDzMRCEBrYzyScxearFlCeE-OPr0YlbiBkYp0J7E6ElTDYsZJt2zICxpwOdLYPHUqnDxyvxu3lK4y0jyugl/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517305906162930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhApGwIKYAc2AWGuV5WNvg2JmxuZVtwBzk1L3Q8bZx2VBPyLXRUT9WKFyd3tcDzMRCEBrYzyScxearFlCeE-OPr0YlbiBkYp0J7E6ElTDYsZJt2zICxpwOdLYPHUqnDxyvxu3lK4y0jyugl/s200/0709+DDolphins035.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXejpeZdCjRcUPaNs63Wlzjd1E0IlDXPOlKpZUlstj85JFq1Oc3PXiEkxrI8s00Wl7hI2MklR88l8KFfB6UynvFxPaqHuJvkh-X2JPYgqCMsHNeGYpcJbENTJ5cPpRtbPXnzQNg-SgIvOZ/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517470230194114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXejpeZdCjRcUPaNs63Wlzjd1E0IlDXPOlKpZUlstj85JFq1Oc3PXiEkxrI8s00Wl7hI2MklR88l8KFfB6UynvFxPaqHuJvkh-X2JPYgqCMsHNeGYpcJbENTJ5cPpRtbPXnzQNg-SgIvOZ/s200/0709+DDolphins012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here's some shots of the multitude of them just swimming around. It was neat to see the baby dolphins swim next to their moms underwater. Unfortunately, we didn't see any whales this trip.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xqcbqpd_uTb9_b-XfmR28-1g3sagKZBRbNDba5wIJUqhyphenhyphenxN4duckdeI9-2c7dkgyuMVE_9CZfxx1ASo88Y462OS7RkLKdzzUfU14Li4KvCk7-bJRVKnB7Lc0tcvhyphenhyphenqYbL7MBdk2krHyo/s1600-h/0709+DDolphins013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517171292515634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xqcbqpd_uTb9_b-XfmR28-1g3sagKZBRbNDba5wIJUqhyphenhyphenxN4duckdeI9-2c7dkgyuMVE_9CZfxx1ASo88Y462OS7RkLKdzzUfU14Li4KvCk7-bJRVKnB7Lc0tcvhyphenhyphenqYbL7MBdk2krHyo/s320/0709+DDolphins013.JPG" border="0" /></a> At times the boat got going pretty fast making things quite choppy. All the boys ended up inside with a bit of seasickness. Elaine seemed unaffected and just loved watching the dolphins play.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Going Home</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXuEA3G1jqifgNwRTq5uxdYgPzCOVrXzu2hgS-R7lI06Zwv8P2oMUP8_lT0BlbY5yKFBVYFMdjry3zw1uaU9ltVmgqBRmBnF7m1uUsxf-dSU_mWuQwPSlM_6uxRkkSv5K1ys4bchq4aepB/s1600-h/0709+ECamping011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361517008849407090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXuEA3G1jqifgNwRTq5uxdYgPzCOVrXzu2hgS-R7lI06Zwv8P2oMUP8_lT0BlbY5yKFBVYFMdjry3zw1uaU9ltVmgqBRmBnF7m1uUsxf-dSU_mWuQwPSlM_6uxRkkSv5K1ys4bchq4aepB/s320/0709+ECamping011.JPG" border="0" /></a> All good things must come to an end. Here we are all packed up and ready to head home. The drive was a bit longer towing a trailer and then made even longer as 50 miles from home we got stuck in a dust storm for over an hour. There was zero visibility at times. I had to wash off everything on the trailer when we returned. But, yes it was worth it for all the good times we had, not to mention cooler temps Ü Looking forward to going again next year!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-92180536464873249382009-07-22T21:22:00.000-07:002009-07-22T22:02:55.522-07:00Catchin' Up!Now that I am no longer nauseated and exhausted all day long, I figured its time to catch up a bit on my blog. ((Plus, I will post tomorrow about our recent vacation to San Clemente). The following is only a small sampling of some of our family's activities over these past months-enjoy!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy 4th!--Bioshpere Adventure</span><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUcQiZUXkwvZrcvzUTHuctqvt0NlhBOiw39FWMCXhGRWSJNKLrtFm7GcJR39bMSn2h_j6xVt3yhoeqR6iN8EOv3qqsaec9thb-dMVQ0FVkHkq5VWvDxEnRAQp-B-Mkys6hyphenhyphen7BF8YpWI_k/s1600-h/0709+BBiosphere009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361508357246150466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUcQiZUXkwvZrcvzUTHuctqvt0NlhBOiw39FWMCXhGRWSJNKLrtFm7GcJR39bMSn2h_j6xVt3yhoeqR6iN8EOv3qqsaec9thb-dMVQ0FVkHkq5VWvDxEnRAQp-B-Mkys6hyphenhyphen7BF8YpWI_k/s320/0709+BBiosphere009.JPG" border="0" /></a> We toured the Bioshpere near Tuscon for a little activity on the 4th. It is quite an exhibit. For those not familiar, scientists lived in this enclosed space for 2 years providing own air and food, etc. There's varying environments inside from rainforest to desert. It is now a research facility for ASU. </div><div align="justify"> Afterwards, a couple of Kirt's friends from High School (Matt Kikuchi and Matt Hymas) and their families came over for a BBQ and swim and then we went to check out some fireworks. It was all sort of a last minute get together which turned out to be a great time.<br /></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy 9th Birthday Dallin!</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1jX0Vw_LWLRyR04zYAadStv2DH9rQvZKGMiySpspOAgU6UBEjFEmvyBO06UVT7GPLR5-4SblaR-Wr-s1vFfwRHg5K0fM0TlqYnvTiqarRRcllxh0hfa-RRZQEyx1g4OT_WHgQCMnJdhf/s1600-h/0609+Dallin+9+b-day009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361508064281595330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe1jX0Vw_LWLRyR04zYAadStv2DH9rQvZKGMiySpspOAgU6UBEjFEmvyBO06UVT7GPLR5-4SblaR-Wr-s1vFfwRHg5K0fM0TlqYnvTiqarRRcllxh0hfa-RRZQEyx1g4OT_WHgQCMnJdhf/s320/0609+Dallin+9+b-day009.JPG" border="0" /></a> On June 11th we celebrated Dallin's 9th birthday. Where does the time go?! He is one terrific Dallin :) I really love his smile and relaxed attitude. He is very protective of his younger siblings--when he's not the one wrestling them to the ground. He likes riding his bike and scooter, creating lego scenes, candy, and reading. He has a 'fun' sense of humor that his friends, if not always his parents, enjoy. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDe5IbkQkeqXNdFBjhoy5JU6r5WQhGp3y7O9W0hB5YWb-FN-R_ymhBO2SqakBgGOA0fITMs28n1UpBSNN7ytHXTd9md5Hloo_X9KezSpIyClrXv6L8zPaITIaXatmKCX1UUxBVvCjyElh/s1600-h/0609+Dallin+9+b-day005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361507967909000130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSDe5IbkQkeqXNdFBjhoy5JU6r5WQhGp3y7O9W0hB5YWb-FN-R_ymhBO2SqakBgGOA0fITMs28n1UpBSNN7ytHXTd9md5Hloo_X9KezSpIyClrXv6L8zPaITIaXatmKCX1UUxBVvCjyElh/s320/0609+Dallin+9+b-day005.JPG" border="0" /></a> We do parties everyother year and he had a big swim party last year so this was supposed to be a no friend party year. But, we let the kids have 1 friend over for dinner or something. Well, Dallin is quite social and we live on a street with a lot of 9 year old boys he plays with so it was hard to pick just one. So, I somewhat relented and we invited the neighbor kids over to have some ice cream sundaes to celebrate Dallin's special day.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFZsefS_1VRycXwMP7EgYI_eZK3Bjqx1y2tqSQ3vPOCwLRYxZdv3awYmAHT7r2ZsAQzuXpaxCuGLOvkj2sX2CrumfEcH5RpgbclH8kgEZqBn1IelzifSftwudfbgp_oOhrbPmb5l-_sZP/s1600-h/0609+Dallin+9+b-day014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361507843660215746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtFZsefS_1VRycXwMP7EgYI_eZK3Bjqx1y2tqSQ3vPOCwLRYxZdv3awYmAHT7r2ZsAQzuXpaxCuGLOvkj2sX2CrumfEcH5RpgbclH8kgEZqBn1IelzifSftwudfbgp_oOhrbPmb5l-_sZP/s320/0609+Dallin+9+b-day014.JPG" border="0" /></a> Later we had a family party. Which consisted of us going to eat at Sweet Tomatos and then watching Dallin open a few presents. He is big into Legos this year and was excited in this picture to get the Indiana Jones Lego Star Wars wii game. It was a fun 'low key' b-day. And we were happy to see Dallin enjoy himself on his special day! We love him lots!!!</div><div> </div><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy Easter</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5nugxoT623mTyV96whiygSbOe-GdefaBI6uhJsjPdZZoE_3prx78IkS7ilBQH5iX2hPRsV3vQMGgHJ3-Z14lpSHQb-CaigHMrg5AMemXKn-fYVLkEekN1oDlKOcXpJEpz7JreeRpFLwQ1/s1600-h/0409+Easter024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361507425034247266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5nugxoT623mTyV96whiygSbOe-GdefaBI6uhJsjPdZZoE_3prx78IkS7ilBQH5iX2hPRsV3vQMGgHJ3-Z14lpSHQb-CaigHMrg5AMemXKn-fYVLkEekN1oDlKOcXpJEpz7JreeRpFLwQ1/s320/0409+Easter024.JPG" border="0" /></a> I have to get one nice Easter picture each year. I promised the kids if they would smile and not whine about the sun I'd only take one--so here it is.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvfueB9ft3rXz7Dk6R7uVqvZEa3CPb47VZRwSHbFYkix4M2m7VMexATAc3-Fvum-2sxKW-evfqwp1xRT19dPVqcIE5e7kJluF8CwLpV4_j4CxZ2C-f87ZEOg3bbmZqK2K9Cc0o-6Gb83d/s1600-h/0409+Easter013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361507242321205330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHvfueB9ft3rXz7Dk6R7uVqvZEa3CPb47VZRwSHbFYkix4M2m7VMexATAc3-Fvum-2sxKW-evfqwp1xRT19dPVqcIE5e7kJluF8CwLpV4_j4CxZ2C-f87ZEOg3bbmZqK2K9Cc0o-6Gb83d/s320/0409+Easter013.JPG" border="0" /></a> In their baskets this year the bunny brought them all new balls with some other goodies. We also enjoyed an egg hunt with flashlights the night before at the park by our house with some families from our ward and neighborhood. Dallin found the 'gold' egg and earned a special prize,too. We ended the day by having the missionaries join us for dinner. It was a great Easter weekend. </div></div></div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-87355850738929466862009-04-28T14:40:00.000-07:002009-04-28T15:09:33.453-07:00Never Say Never!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoGMgMDRpKXSE2kcTaRsx3FiAR0r7Fom8gtke6CJqFsfbiqWiqmBrsYJW22e2LGSvPUMGlSTQ-4DpVz03WSS5UgbXMjTqaTfRylfLHhV-oE1vJ-PMypb7xfRgkSJv6QOBpVA4DOzGxlAi/s1600-h/images.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329860822684068354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoGMgMDRpKXSE2kcTaRsx3FiAR0r7Fom8gtke6CJqFsfbiqWiqmBrsYJW22e2LGSvPUMGlSTQ-4DpVz03WSS5UgbXMjTqaTfRylfLHhV-oE1vJ-PMypb7xfRgkSJv6QOBpVA4DOzGxlAi/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I think I used that title for a post on becoming a Soccer Mom. I think I've learned my lesson and am going to delete the word 'never' from my vocabulary in discussing plans for my life. I recently joked with friends that I would love for the stork to just drop off a baby, I wouldn't say no to that. But, I could Never see myself pregnant again--mmmhmmm!!! I should've kept my mouth shut Ü <br /><br /><div align="center"> Seriously, I had started giving some baby items away. I walk by this picture of my four kiddos every morning and have thought--'They're great!--I am so <em>Content</em> with my little family". I've been taking some online classes--you know moving on with life. I've been working out at 5 am with a great group of girls and getting in my best shape ever--Go P90X! So, really a baby was not on my mind. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> I was in denial for about a month. I have 21 day cycles with an occasional 28 day thrown in, so to be off a bit, no cause for concern. And then I just figured because I've been working out things are a bit off, etc. And then I took an over the counter pregnancy test and later thought--'Well, it was a cheap one, it could be wrong". And then a couple weeks ago the fatigue and nausea started--can't think of any other reason for that-aagh!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> Really, I am very excited about a new little baby--boy or girl, it'll be great!! I'm still on the emotional roller coaster of ''How exciting" and Holy crap what have I got myself into?!" Tenative due date between December 9th and 14th. So, there you go, now all family, friends, and neighbors can know at the same time (or at least have the opportunity of doing so). This is the first Kirt and I have said a word about it to anyone. Yes, he's excited, but a bit shell shocked, too. </div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-15768202020435187462009-04-05T19:59:00.000-07:002009-04-05T20:44:40.241-07:00Spring Break Fun!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Wind Caves Hike</strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd_i67wzFesNf231K-n0X9DbgsZ5cD1Fz-lo0K-lKeSPFvDYW1BUNGUuxUQE-OVcVD-ht9UZHKn6BcQ6sKLqoGFjZp0JSH8W762gC-Tzq3IF5EQ8NeSyUxETWRx0DKY0yt4P9tBBccxvM/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa008_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321412355706655218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGd_i67wzFesNf231K-n0X9DbgsZ5cD1Fz-lo0K-lKeSPFvDYW1BUNGUuxUQE-OVcVD-ht9UZHKn6BcQ6sKLqoGFjZp0JSH8W762gC-Tzq3IF5EQ8NeSyUxETWRx0DKY0yt4P9tBBccxvM/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa008_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grandma and Grandpa Nelson came to visit us over Spring Break a couple weeks ago. One of our first excursions was a 3 mile hike up to the Wind Caves. The caves are almost to the top of the mountain behind us.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RwNVe5t3lJGhgObd1mQVX0zBXVIhGHLhzbjzISUwsXLnoy-cFvKYZ2vprKUhgtrtnp0bYyvOTi5tBcuKYxDMWOXYwb1RVdE6VJ_NErFaizzkS4JbIo4hYQDW0jm4Cl2ljk7e4QYQ8IZH/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa022_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321412043019000514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RwNVe5t3lJGhgObd1mQVX0zBXVIhGHLhzbjzISUwsXLnoy-cFvKYZ2vprKUhgtrtnp0bYyvOTi5tBcuKYxDMWOXYwb1RVdE6VJ_NErFaizzkS4JbIo4hYQDW0jm4Cl2ljk7e4QYQ8IZH/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa022_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we are a little over an hour later at the top! And yes, it was windy, but felt nice to be cool after working up a sweat hiking in the sun.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93zA44fOu2jlWPBSkXu2ilCFDsgL5TCMs5uug4uXOxwXS0U9FH6eHnNFLHCDYYM98JUyCjtqP_i3k1KE_lSF_37ukVz4r9PrtoPh0CjaNefW9qgLu9dVN9tgb9kTrhlNlCYWhv5LRaHpn/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa030_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321411456956928578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93zA44fOu2jlWPBSkXu2ilCFDsgL5TCMs5uug4uXOxwXS0U9FH6eHnNFLHCDYYM98JUyCjtqP_i3k1KE_lSF_37ukVz4r9PrtoPh0CjaNefW9qgLu9dVN9tgb9kTrhlNlCYWhv5LRaHpn/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa030_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEdr0bpUNI2ICdVOfNW_LeCZTYQwrFCc3oIbXO4OXVtoKQiypPySo96rSRda1jf-WjFy_cITQLg7kGIvdGO_oC7FoK3ik3hDV4YUfkj7apAOj5Vcyaq7xaA1AOaT06oYx0qBCd9XFrRl9/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa026_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321411740315068706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpEdr0bpUNI2ICdVOfNW_LeCZTYQwrFCc3oIbXO4OXVtoKQiypPySo96rSRda1jf-WjFy_cITQLg7kGIvdGO_oC7FoK3ik3hDV4YUfkj7apAOj5Vcyaq7xaA1AOaT06oYx0qBCd9XFrRl9/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa026_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM_8qPV0l1Tb9zXLMl7sxQfbDPx0nYJL_wxpcifvqWuylT6ML2LUo4M_EAxF2mwPzjiET-Saqus9gsrGr8BWSphwnz3m6GR5fG5_h6v8CdugrZIqRk86yzSsX8lePmUTOY4CDuCYRMhtA7/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa026_1.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpzLnmd7rpmNC8X9cvGqQ0xNz06FRzYfqiS9wokk-qKaMObbsSTEDXFCsdh_LQPfZFaF1X5fiLPzeIqZMtvjgkV2SKovItZtAGUGbxqjc4zQ86rIn2dmozSMVq7iL_HcTLzsYyfS1DAhL/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa032_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321409855627530066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpzLnmd7rpmNC8X9cvGqQ0xNz06FRzYfqiS9wokk-qKaMObbsSTEDXFCsdh_LQPfZFaF1X5fiLPzeIqZMtvjgkV2SKovItZtAGUGbxqjc4zQ86rIn2dmozSMVq7iL_HcTLzsYyfS1DAhL/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa032_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQIhrBXe_vMWeyOMHt_bCNx1wlIvskHXA0jrXj4hC1Z-imDMvXOvd2zqd-AYRGwg9QEp-Bfq9hc6wd9TXqiG7Db17DgutVXTpo7dC_ot3bK1hzK5h68MnuyXcgmenkSsyrjLBv83bThS6/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa031_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321410154092370466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQIhrBXe_vMWeyOMHt_bCNx1wlIvskHXA0jrXj4hC1Z-imDMvXOvd2zqd-AYRGwg9QEp-Bfq9hc6wd9TXqiG7Db17DgutVXTpo7dC_ot3bK1hzK5h68MnuyXcgmenkSsyrjLBv83bThS6/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa031_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We enjoyed the scenic views and fun little nooks along the way up and back down . Taft was a trooper and hiked unassisted all but the last 10 minutes. He stumbled a few times over the rocks on parts of the less blazed trail, but didn't complain and just got back up. We are looking forward to doing some more hiking as a family. It was a really fun day Ü<br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Tempe Town Lake</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1KqizVbLysMI3pA1SzT7wpu9KxG0oxclyWk0ZR4hDcrQGzIZ7ECDH3w3ZVKo8M6aaL8KfDtLYuKW15ztd1OfoQaCrfLqKyeGD8mZif1WShG6BJklm-ccIlGhLvq0Dtcyp1BKYExumOBXJ/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa045_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321408963007661170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1KqizVbLysMI3pA1SzT7wpu9KxG0oxclyWk0ZR4hDcrQGzIZ7ECDH3w3ZVKo8M6aaL8KfDtLYuKW15ztd1OfoQaCrfLqKyeGD8mZif1WShG6BJklm-ccIlGhLvq0Dtcyp1BKYExumOBXJ/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa045_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></strong></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEged8Dtz1rhaOBA7OzHrEWiY5gMXOjrmI9gNGeUdMX3lO5ZBqX3ZGJha1_8UVCNDMRvcdGQaRuYM9x29qPBHXLry3kXF2K4mJNdPFhpZpdquW4en-q5inY-tgN9zKKnzOk7zH8jW0shDhMv/s1600-h/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa052_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321409287826374914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEged8Dtz1rhaOBA7OzHrEWiY5gMXOjrmI9gNGeUdMX3lO5ZBqX3ZGJha1_8UVCNDMRvcdGQaRuYM9x29qPBHXLry3kXF2K4mJNdPFhpZpdquW4en-q5inY-tgN9zKKnzOk7zH8jW0shDhMv/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa052_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br />On another sunny spring break day we spent the afternoon at Tempe Town Lake. Kirt took Dallin and Elaine out on a paddle boat--although he did most of the paddling Ü Taft and Briggy played by the fountains.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Thanks for coming to play with us Grandma&Grandpa!</span></strong><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321408536763048418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBOpG0pOIv2Fqh2-jI78HpM0I3CbUQ-vaopFU7510fYruTHo5G4kYBMI9h4iZToORbN03M4rUZLcuzzR0LOaSd5qqy8jd3CnbLIYFGcOh0mJ2DJ1cIPpfOEzJGgEaQYj-Y-zIMCLxMs2-e/s320/0308+Spring+Break+gma-pa053_1.JPG" border="0" /> <div><div><div> </div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-29598442499863384302009-03-12T15:05:00.000-07:002009-03-22T15:47:26.267-07:00Happy 7th Birthday Elaine!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoJMe40Cz7cikfg7GXOJUHyo4DE71hp3AlYwpr6q-9gbWZwIaew9ovCRzMkETnxbMRID7ueOJbjgaUJiktqLCbz0uIgA8wxuodDYLTediqMlwHMDhOaU1zIgOimcwg8la-3e_DipLW2Ez/s1600-h/Elaine+bday-bear_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316138425711342242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmoJMe40Cz7cikfg7GXOJUHyo4DE71hp3AlYwpr6q-9gbWZwIaew9ovCRzMkETnxbMRID7ueOJbjgaUJiktqLCbz0uIgA8wxuodDYLTediqMlwHMDhOaU1zIgOimcwg8la-3e_DipLW2Ez/s320/Elaine+bday-bear_1.jpg" border="0" /></a> We are in birthday mode around here lately and just celebrated Elaine turning 7! She is pictured here with her new Build-a-Bear friend she bought with some birthday money. The outfit the bear is wearing is actually one Elaine used to wear as a baby--it's fun to see how she's grown Ü</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8QXgnmPIPOzHWjyZfvkPcLxYPKFukubV9SydCwe6tD_HSMsGqeL0hn6XATWCFULF2_kZEjdlBHBtrklTZDuciV2vdYE6Gau4MGbUrTciHjut-kpANDLrmYwf7urvhliEvSaAlgi8KPuhS/s1600-h/Elaine+bday-presents1_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316137974047385122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8QXgnmPIPOzHWjyZfvkPcLxYPKFukubV9SydCwe6tD_HSMsGqeL0hn6XATWCFULF2_kZEjdlBHBtrklTZDuciV2vdYE6Gau4MGbUrTciHjut-kpANDLrmYwf7urvhliEvSaAlgi8KPuhS/s320/Elaine+bday-presents1_1.jpg" border="0" /></a>Of course, her siblings were happy to share this special day with her. Well, Brigham just woke from a nap so is a bit less than enthusiastic here.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH5E7CQaymZuC8-FIkJjVICWSH4d9N5pY_yteT4dN0S8uiI-LMs8BXge5J8xIqHB5IQXJSEYOkn4lWXp-SRJSaTumnZ0MWXK31rqDWoTBz31_Xji-xYxBl5SVHwIie4Yqk1hz3HL2Xznx/s1600-h/Elaine+bday-presents2_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316137730412017202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPH5E7CQaymZuC8-FIkJjVICWSH4d9N5pY_yteT4dN0S8uiI-LMs8BXge5J8xIqHB5IQXJSEYOkn4lWXp-SRJSaTumnZ0MWXK31rqDWoTBz31_Xji-xYxBl5SVHwIie4Yqk1hz3HL2Xznx/s320/Elaine+bday-presents2_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> They were even more excited to see what presents Elaine recieved!</div><div>(Brigham still reigning in that enthusiasm here).<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReRZwR_dAjtlfoVN6583-WZXynmaDHHKbNeMDwlm21Hov323kCdlGnhb_najXCiYaus7ZmHzaTzI2t2tyWbKIhw3Nm0Dkv4MF3k4-mXUDQHDedKIKYgGQmIr2XXGF2LKvyQQ7yMLQDA4q/s1600-h/Elaine+bday-gmagpa_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316137450000803810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReRZwR_dAjtlfoVN6583-WZXynmaDHHKbNeMDwlm21Hov323kCdlGnhb_najXCiYaus7ZmHzaTzI2t2tyWbKIhw3Nm0Dkv4MF3k4-mXUDQHDedKIKYgGQmIr2XXGF2LKvyQQ7yMLQDA4q/s320/Elaine+bday-gmagpa_1.JPG" border="0" /></a>A special part of the day was when Grandma and Grandpa Nelson came to visit from Utah just in time for the party!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEYjnNQPyTkf5otcu_XP0cN_lKI-kdF2F9VQd2CFQy96HWTk3rye8hX6O_Q-v-2QFUr0YwYGtFK6FlYnWZPnS3D-5ZJttNiPfrgION2ID-BbAwz1v1HaKwWrhtuHMV2XbqcT1hYHRDBa9/s1600-h/Elaine+bday-parfait_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316137145833636274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEYjnNQPyTkf5otcu_XP0cN_lKI-kdF2F9VQd2CFQy96HWTk3rye8hX6O_Q-v-2QFUr0YwYGtFK6FlYnWZPnS3D-5ZJttNiPfrgION2ID-BbAwz1v1HaKwWrhtuHMV2XbqcT1hYHRDBa9/s320/Elaine+bday-parfait_1.jpg" border="0" /></a>And we topped off the evening with some strawberry angel food parfaits. Not planned, but when Mommy's angel food cake came out of the oven only 2 inches tall we improvised Ü </div><div> </div><div>Elaine is such a wonderful part of our family. She has such a lively personality and I love to hear her giggle. She has a bit of tomboy in her and loves to climb trees, dig in the sand and ride her bike. On the flip side she has her girly days where she's all pink and playing with ponies and Pet shop-she Loves animals. Elaine's a lot of fun and I'm so glad she's our little girl!</div><div>Happy Birthday Elaine Eve!!! </div></div></div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-65055184641225700852009-02-23T13:33:00.000-08:002009-03-01T14:14:11.148-08:00Happy 4th Birthday Taft!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHTG2YQksC-1OxYHK7fNUuHkpzofGonuHLfevd2Kg9cWleAKgCS098YQf49RgOfAJvaAt1TKaxgXW678XwHr01g8RKJT1j5V3WUNbG-KHCTz722g2Rf5dSh7pNrVJhLwzMPzMiOx1xy2-A/s1600-h/Taft+bday001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308337706242632690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHTG2YQksC-1OxYHK7fNUuHkpzofGonuHLfevd2Kg9cWleAKgCS098YQf49RgOfAJvaAt1TKaxgXW678XwHr01g8RKJT1j5V3WUNbG-KHCTz722g2Rf5dSh7pNrVJhLwzMPzMiOx1xy2-A/s320/Taft+bday001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft was so excited to celebrate his 4th birthday and go to Sweet Tomatos for dinner. It was funny as Grandma and Grandpa sent him a card with coupons to the restaurant and a check and he was more excited for the coupons than the money. (Thanks, Grandma and Grandpa!) He still keeps telling us, "I'm never going to be 3 again!" It drove him nuts having to wait for his siblings and Daddy to come home to open presents. Fortunately, Great-Grandma made that at bit easier. . .<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6UHWaAIoSJUtdMe6uSFrwbQa8ETBr7TSlxflgWtytkCTZPeP6pjNRBd9YS7LIHCbunyoIbtobbP3lL_GAJLAH5kcA74rFCNGjnJvoixUivAXJnL6OIIpIi24CRDw-k0IbdPdJVbIXquUO/s1600-h/Taftbday9001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308337503847774850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6UHWaAIoSJUtdMe6uSFrwbQa8ETBr7TSlxflgWtytkCTZPeP6pjNRBd9YS7LIHCbunyoIbtobbP3lL_GAJLAH5kcA74rFCNGjnJvoixUivAXJnL6OIIpIi24CRDw-k0IbdPdJVbIXquUO/s200/Taftbday9001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRCY528BKm62A7GeQGGm6zdLcCx5a9s8-lGHD9EYQHahyphenhyphensDOY2Dgk0ECjqM8EhiwIHKeg9cyD2bnk0yJzLTDEBNhT4vhR6vPHn5f2npkTocZqTopGLGlL25KAOScWxOSw9RAzyYyfyVb3/s1600-h/Taft+bday7001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308337268152252482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRCY528BKm62A7GeQGGm6zdLcCx5a9s8-lGHD9EYQHahyphenhyphensDOY2Dgk0ECjqM8EhiwIHKeg9cyD2bnk0yJzLTDEBNhT4vhR6vPHn5f2npkTocZqTopGLGlL25KAOScWxOSw9RAzyYyfyVb3/s200/Taft+bday7001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div>I told Taft if there was a box in the mail, he could open that without having to wait. So, he lucked out and ripped into it, before even coming inside. It was a fun little bubble blowing train from my Grandma, which he and Brigham enjoyed chasing around.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOKgXrSBNS6gXSQBhkoKUb-0ALIl8th6pZg3d1H7V_l5xRbHnHxPn0pTXr1nDlg52dTFE-oyzHdYOjjMI867xFPtxIJIg2m5gQI8dih37lH2-8u4m3hu_RHmMorRsUM2Y-VHlhwhxdy49I/s1600-h/Taft+bday4001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308336510735519250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOKgXrSBNS6gXSQBhkoKUb-0ALIl8th6pZg3d1H7V_l5xRbHnHxPn0pTXr1nDlg52dTFE-oyzHdYOjjMI867xFPtxIJIg2m5gQI8dih37lH2-8u4m3hu_RHmMorRsUM2Y-VHlhwhxdy49I/s320/Taft+bday4001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> A couple months ago Taft told me for his birthday he wanted a 'Mean Car' cake. <span style="font-size:85%;">(from the movie Cars).</span> I was hoping he'd change his mind when birthday time rolled around as I didn't know how to pull that off. Here's my sorry attempt at it, which fortunately, Taft loved! <span style="font-size:85%;">(It's a chocolate cake with 2 brownies stuck on top for eyeballs).<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNub3X9aQtz_XACRmoSN3ulDKzViZXstFwoFuUrDXxMDepBG8p4Y46PmmstsRwAA0w2DYoUw8LWfvjDrXYUhStOPbY_kFY1ljyWc9IG3cacg124jKh0OyLdXYwX4oig8xWyTmvVq4w1wB0/s1600-h/Taft+bday8001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308336262168888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNub3X9aQtz_XACRmoSN3ulDKzViZXstFwoFuUrDXxMDepBG8p4Y46PmmstsRwAA0w2DYoUw8LWfvjDrXYUhStOPbY_kFY1ljyWc9IG3cacg124jKh0OyLdXYwX4oig8xWyTmvVq4w1wB0/s320/Taft+bday8001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft is a huge Thomas Train fan. One of the things he wanted most was the train 'Diesel 10'. He was just beside himself with excitement to open up this treasured gift. (Thanks, Grandpa!)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_2MCZCUdS3pDFxCid-RxjcDb2wlair1d4fGJ2geMNDC64rbA_2_92KF_vFQtvP8MyO84QJj0SrCfatG_XFwe0S_pohBv0lzi2xp3DyT3uSBYuI5KkZURS-UYhGbjZoxNydqgmdPdZBfA5/s1600-h/Taft+bday6001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308336003543989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_2MCZCUdS3pDFxCid-RxjcDb2wlair1d4fGJ2geMNDC64rbA_2_92KF_vFQtvP8MyO84QJj0SrCfatG_XFwe0S_pohBv0lzi2xp3DyT3uSBYuI5KkZURS-UYhGbjZoxNydqgmdPdZBfA5/s320/Taft+bday6001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> This picture just makes me laugh as it catches Elaine licking frosting off the cake, Brigham ripping into one of the presents and Dallin being goofy in the background. Taft was busy loooking at his new trains and a bit annoyed at having to pose for a picture. A typical family birthday party Ü</div><div>We so love having Taft in our family. He is such a character and keeps us laughing. I think it's because he tries to act a lot older than he is. And whenever anyone comments on his red hair, he's quick to tell them "it's not red, it's ORANGE" , although this week he decided to start telling people he has 'green' hair--go figure. </div><div align="center">Well, a big Happy Birthday to Mr. Taft!</div></div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-74772166484656193222009-02-15T20:55:00.002-08:002009-02-16T11:42:38.312-08:00Happy Valentine's Day...mostly<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRk-cD7AKg7l1QdefQkfvlIjnos5zimWyOisuQZ-GVBNKblYiUXEU8hPsHQ6zgHL0e95SHYLzNGwkPpI7h5zq9XBZA_rKK1n8x5BIrU-ujmT-Qkcc6wW-TPQ2LEsdN2bTE4vgd26VQcgAt/s1600-h/Vday+box.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303255577866544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRk-cD7AKg7l1QdefQkfvlIjnos5zimWyOisuQZ-GVBNKblYiUXEU8hPsHQ6zgHL0e95SHYLzNGwkPpI7h5zq9XBZA_rKK1n8x5BIrU-ujmT-Qkcc6wW-TPQ2LEsdN2bTE4vgd26VQcgAt/s320/Vday+box.jpg" border="0" /></a> The kids had a fun time preparing for Valentine's Day parties at school this year. Dallin's class held a contest on creating a box to hold all your valentines. Well, then Elaine had to make a box,too--she chose this cute puppy. Dallin (with Mom's help) created a box resembling a school locker, complete with photos and decor inside. . .and Dallin won! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZS6yzwX4vHXhN5F8zZ2fjbMYc0CpFhjRmYB8jYWZpmY98Nlku_tVLW9ad1uQXOXcpQGxi2y9EvwCBQmG0XDNwLN2c9OBmmkit83wA9aY4hEGP1C8uWEX6CIZL04GsbrMkeDI39l6OcJQB/s1600-h/Vday+card+E001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303255358663365778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZS6yzwX4vHXhN5F8zZ2fjbMYc0CpFhjRmYB8jYWZpmY98Nlku_tVLW9ad1uQXOXcpQGxi2y9EvwCBQmG0XDNwLN2c9OBmmkit83wA9aY4hEGP1C8uWEX6CIZL04GsbrMkeDI39l6OcJQB/s200/Vday+card+E001.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKpdqoQqjh9PmbrnQfVfszk5vwnoy1qNAlfvedOPw6F38ccqJQ-wcgRyu4te-K7jnr7fF0JqHGuin9LtfUo76YfgRUahie_Q_vFA7phHY_URpxK2HpNsIV-dcueEDkizlWrwlDzdr-MXu9/s1600-h/Vday+card+D001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303255116229819266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKpdqoQqjh9PmbrnQfVfszk5vwnoy1qNAlfvedOPw6F38ccqJQ-wcgRyu4te-K7jnr7fF0JqHGuin9LtfUo76YfgRUahie_Q_vFA7phHY_URpxK2HpNsIV-dcueEDkizlWrwlDzdr-MXu9/s200/Vday+card+D001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Next, it was time to make the cards. Elaine wanted to make one with a pipe cleaner bee. I was all for it, until I realized, 'one bee, no problem, 30 of them-time consuming'. Dallin was content to print off a sheet of jokes--definitely his style. Next year I'm so going back to store bought Ü<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYv61907X_v7auZoo8l2nV8JCIsYlInLhcyi9bOpYv4Jo3Svnu67q86s8GTrEzbHGSKJvzN-NviC4QitVAU_YG3-H0N2BW_Qz_v3yaUphkelai4mXGsYuRykzssqCh89KhWGPymC5xqvK3/s1600-h/Vday+party001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303254873534980978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYv61907X_v7auZoo8l2nV8JCIsYlInLhcyi9bOpYv4Jo3Svnu67q86s8GTrEzbHGSKJvzN-NviC4QitVAU_YG3-H0N2BW_Qz_v3yaUphkelai4mXGsYuRykzssqCh89KhWGPymC5xqvK3/s320/Vday+party001.JPG" border="0" /></a> On Friday they had the little parties at school. I helped out at Dallin's at Noon and was back again at 2pm for Elaine's. Taft and Briggy joined me and had a blast eating treats and watching them pass out cards. It's cute to see that some traditions never change. Well, now there seems to be a lot more candy, I remember just putting one little conversation heart with the card.<br /><br />And I was looking forward to spending Saturday catching up on things I'd postponed during the week (due to helping the kids prepare for Friday) and going out for Valentine's day dinner. Unfortunately, I woke up Friday at midnight sicker than I've been years and spent all day Saturday in bed and barely able to get down a glass of grapefruit juice. The only thing that sounded relatively palatable. I am better today and can sit up for a few hours and eat a small amount of whole food. Kirt was sweet and took care of everything this weekend and even planted some new flowers in my garden for a Valentine's present.<br /><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-4590300344245013732009-01-15T14:01:00.000-08:002009-01-22T14:20:18.798-08:00Happy 2nd Birthday Brigham!<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294243260343456002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJmtmvasahnCP-zER_AwbTJ7GFPCVCXoiNQBq3I0opT0yjaopxSQVBp92bvRLKLiCjyrEUQg79v9pxfPein7QI6KYR3ygrymLqAowjU82fI2fcBB1bsgenS1CSOazha9NLF82psoxUqaq/s320/Briggy+face1_1.jpg" border="0" /> Look who turned 2!</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LkJTAwh3qNoPjx0Jg5x4Z-BCGNMO43kee4raJ7re2BfisMjIEpcEeF5J9bV5hrNgGyYOLaLqcIR4xYJCpHl3V6zF6Ab1EOceh95CrufOQiXcfhKsPuq66YgiPUv07rnRMPAUSi4EZMEh/s1600-h/0109+BrigBday013_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294242973571119922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6LkJTAwh3qNoPjx0Jg5x4Z-BCGNMO43kee4raJ7re2BfisMjIEpcEeF5J9bV5hrNgGyYOLaLqcIR4xYJCpHl3V6zF6Ab1EOceh95CrufOQiXcfhKsPuq66YgiPUv07rnRMPAUSi4EZMEh/s320/0109+BrigBday013_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Briggy celebrated his special day hanging out with Taft, who he constantly laughs at and immitates.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1L_QyjcGxeha1xFibcuHjm7cOEIIqbNPPdMaCyLN9_9dVTpQZVohDFy3xrbRdzbBGdOIzhU7Ib8NBZpA59LTdRZ1PQ5IusN8Btlke-vRkcctQXFVEcNapyZ-mf6DzENuV0K_sKqFhZ2HZ/s1600-h/0109+BrigBday023_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294242687906144674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1L_QyjcGxeha1xFibcuHjm7cOEIIqbNPPdMaCyLN9_9dVTpQZVohDFy3xrbRdzbBGdOIzhU7Ib8NBZpA59LTdRZ1PQ5IusN8Btlke-vRkcctQXFVEcNapyZ-mf6DzENuV0K_sKqFhZ2HZ/s320/0109+BrigBday023_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> He later enjoyed a family party with Thomas the Train cupcakes. Brigham was cracking up when we all sang to him--we can't sound that bad Ü<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPaXzDtzYsIIJe8FSCZU8UOCEK84vtI9DMURcjRI4XFFsE7AxDVr_KWFBAYWYfTMCZZv3WxzXcDeHrPHXWmRDUfC3ayalAuUsLkiYlniHdDoj7rUnEFC4YP8e4Ty7Sp_sNZz4B43dNxYMF/s1600-h/0109+BrigBday032_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294242398785807826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPaXzDtzYsIIJe8FSCZU8UOCEK84vtI9DMURcjRI4XFFsE7AxDVr_KWFBAYWYfTMCZZv3WxzXcDeHrPHXWmRDUfC3ayalAuUsLkiYlniHdDoj7rUnEFC4YP8e4Ty7Sp_sNZz4B43dNxYMF/s320/0109+BrigBday032_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> And then he topped off his birthday by opening some fun presents. His siblings were eager to help open and play with the new toys. </div><div>It was great to celebrate this day with Brigham. I can't imagine our family with out him. Such a sweetie--we all love you Briggy!</div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-39524721437524359622008-12-29T14:10:00.000-08:002008-12-29T15:07:56.677-08:00'Twas a Fun Family Christmas<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiifA0AtrkwMxcP8mhW_KuyUTHoLzCxS0_bRuK8YKLVMCKsLckCuJ0SGsr7vm_9QmXe7EqQO3sXyDINwYX56m5LCvkRGKqFG1TA1_VJzkxnE25gaTbIoHRUq1jF3ve_VYRf7LYemwd7RcRS/s1600-h/xmas+tree_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285346485098536866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiifA0AtrkwMxcP8mhW_KuyUTHoLzCxS0_bRuK8YKLVMCKsLckCuJ0SGsr7vm_9QmXe7EqQO3sXyDINwYX56m5LCvkRGKqFG1TA1_VJzkxnE25gaTbIoHRUq1jF3ve_VYRf7LYemwd7RcRS/s200/xmas+tree_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> 'Twas the night before Christmas,<br />when all through the house,<br />Not a creature was stirring,<br />not even a mouse;<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSlvqWSeE7mapjdgprnT1dQqbBqL1GZW46zMVPeg8bGOy99BBqhejjt3adFMlZcOrEK3K9DDTOaoTElIqlerVQ4NycvnJbZzFRzf1nOuxB_JuV0JHbBD44AHdczIhnQ8XUjdiVOHUrI9jJ/s1600-h/xmas+stocking001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285345671316589202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSlvqWSeE7mapjdgprnT1dQqbBqL1GZW46zMVPeg8bGOy99BBqhejjt3adFMlZcOrEK3K9DDTOaoTElIqlerVQ4NycvnJbZzFRzf1nOuxB_JuV0JHbBD44AHdczIhnQ8XUjdiVOHUrI9jJ/s200/xmas+stocking001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfETr_piVMEcjwX4hmsJ2FuNQJJ0kQvE4kJCaG4fhhwjoRg80oUkP2b9Wj4PPh89YQlXsg8rHmzD8BdEx22-vEP3l_2FJ3w0Up44lawf1WWywFSQQcCzIqsZ1r2mnW8BhvjQe-aU7bfBY/s1600-h/xmas+stockbear001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285346064858327234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKfETr_piVMEcjwX4hmsJ2FuNQJJ0kQvE4kJCaG4fhhwjoRg80oUkP2b9Wj4PPh89YQlXsg8rHmzD8BdEx22-vEP3l_2FJ3w0Up44lawf1WWywFSQQcCzIqsZ1r2mnW8BhvjQe-aU7bfBY/s200/xmas+stockbear001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkt3faX6giHUnLM2ZgU1QmOmhMY30bgOPGeCQqj_rRj62Ubu7EWLlAU1-xTl3Bq8u2Igogv1-c98dy1aSev0LOkgcM6RP-zntOxZ_A9ka5p_QfQrm5ak5j0IuBboIKVT6FsYJmQ0ypoXoJ/s1600-h/xmas+santa_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285344912786453106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkt3faX6giHUnLM2ZgU1QmOmhMY30bgOPGeCQqj_rRj62Ubu7EWLlAU1-xTl3Bq8u2Igogv1-c98dy1aSev0LOkgcM6RP-zntOxZ_A9ka5p_QfQrm5ak5j0IuBboIKVT6FsYJmQ0ypoXoJ/s200/xmas+santa_1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiIJcpZn6b56vWGReZYiVUtcqCe0-SRNvIac2aCe3hRQSiTQhgVGX6T7t084bBIbf-x0_29UrQSRB7IcL_a_CZdgHbBxxuW8XXDKASG8KlX-9DwtwFh8PfV-nvfCQVMkFEu6Awc9EjtRb/s1600-h/xmas+pj1_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285344428405466386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiIJcpZn6b56vWGReZYiVUtcqCe0-SRNvIac2aCe3hRQSiTQhgVGX6T7t084bBIbf-x0_29UrQSRB7IcL_a_CZdgHbBxxuW8XXDKASG8KlX-9DwtwFh8PfV-nvfCQVMkFEu6Awc9EjtRb/s320/xmas+pj1_1.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>The children were nestled all snug in the tent, Wearing new pajamas Great-Grandma just sent.</p><p align="center"></p><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y3f7wxgQS4QwwxD-k_hFNb1tdLEXDWA01CXGYkGO42AvjSJwCwXSXHveTTB59ng7lJudGdsort5ZWOGXbD91hZqOFD4zY9_uTlqNjSZAihBGYuKV4okkvgC6A1R3sOOl2gXFinNqvIBg/s1600-h/xmas+momdad001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285343896026064130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Y3f7wxgQS4QwwxD-k_hFNb1tdLEXDWA01CXGYkGO42AvjSJwCwXSXHveTTB59ng7lJudGdsort5ZWOGXbD91hZqOFD4zY9_uTlqNjSZAihBGYuKV4okkvgC6A1R3sOOl2gXFinNqvIBg/s200/xmas+momdad001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> And Mama in her sweater </div><div align="left">and Pa in his shirt,</div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqtIxIBsLtG0okzF83dKE6IKZj8Je9sjqHW-t9fd_i2UilodfgpAv4AhFtqJ2D3pBQMviN48eb-BRJv9OEK-p6xTDeIyYmsvDeocyGZ-HmWKQYPNZa01g7KxzSRv2cOImTPwJ-BlQhRFZ0/s1600-h/xmas+momkids_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285343551999540674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqtIxIBsLtG0okzF83dKE6IKZj8Je9sjqHW-t9fd_i2UilodfgpAv4AhFtqJ2D3pBQMviN48eb-BRJv9OEK-p6xTDeIyYmsvDeocyGZ-HmWKQYPNZa01g7KxzSRv2cOImTPwJ-BlQhRFZ0/s320/xmas+momkids_1.jpg" border="0" /></a> Had fun with the kids, but ate too much dessert ;)<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bU95bajbm2l0uO3nQGpFjtod46_0QKvRf_KxRx1TaW-btoKTHre6P-_2iHLgW2UurwqP6q0WzlSwKNQpXZ63I0tNZIDZxt7_d8EBLWY0FZ599heQxD1RAvQhcLIpjvBIBKZkjzVR6e3E/s1600-h/xmas+TaftBrig+Train001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285341771960284738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bU95bajbm2l0uO3nQGpFjtod46_0QKvRf_KxRx1TaW-btoKTHre6P-_2iHLgW2UurwqP6q0WzlSwKNQpXZ63I0tNZIDZxt7_d8EBLWY0FZ599heQxD1RAvQhcLIpjvBIBKZkjzVR6e3E/s320/xmas+TaftBrig+Train001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Around the new train set the kids made such a clatter,<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNfAUTpKv-449sxzSL5jOY3VtF7PkxQvrD1-BcF5i5h9wIH1YbTlOu69umuqNVzMKBd6f7jrCwIZnxs_IYP6A9lVYHdaUK7_qCFeR0VU67o8SvAargborSDQ5KvfmGdAoxIjAqCQozAnjp/s1600-h/xmas+Kids+Train001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285341455135317954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNfAUTpKv-449sxzSL5jOY3VtF7PkxQvrD1-BcF5i5h9wIH1YbTlOu69umuqNVzMKBd6f7jrCwIZnxs_IYP6A9lVYHdaUK7_qCFeR0VU67o8SvAargborSDQ5KvfmGdAoxIjAqCQozAnjp/s320/xmas+Kids+Train001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was as if the other gifts would not really matter.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uK8SWEXwRVmPWUnftw_QrPez7Ef1S8yX3oMOXsF6ENhmzMrx67biyBVwBXgWOIJSJkkDdek-hboryDLj8ckKZZNnM1Chpzvu-xObXb50ml08yUy81nE_AOKRPvUYqV-loMGz4aaCXAWN/s1600-h/xmas+Presents001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285340801235732578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0uK8SWEXwRVmPWUnftw_QrPez7Ef1S8yX3oMOXsF6ENhmzMrx67biyBVwBXgWOIJSJkkDdek-hboryDLj8ckKZZNnM1Chpzvu-xObXb50ml08yUy81nE_AOKRPvUYqV-loMGz4aaCXAWN/s320/xmas+Presents001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> But, into the packages the children tore like a flash.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVzWoa4VHVxUR3Gfj7MM0B3Jo-HQMv8-h9HrMpuosn-yiAJpSwLrzKl5NQ-3TotBMQKQ9UvZzHFQJqjQRtkW1HWyBBOWs5emHr9lNbYIyydb7JexhkvhaLXT_j8cY9OWkBQOq4p0EZMBa/s1600-h/xmas+Brig+Sleep001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285340108753463010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVzWoa4VHVxUR3Gfj7MM0B3Jo-HQMv8-h9HrMpuosn-yiAJpSwLrzKl5NQ-3TotBMQKQ9UvZzHFQJqjQRtkW1HWyBBOWs5emHr9lNbYIyydb7JexhkvhaLXT_j8cY9OWkBQOq4p0EZMBa/s200/xmas+Brig+Sleep001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="left">And at the end of it all, </div><div align="left">the littlest one would crashÜ<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzBO4PX2wwPChq51SdXDTPM1ldBXyrSmPUkDAmDKxdcl6C6iiGcEa_eVPXPnTmG9ic5rybjU23anwt0CaRasbqYZQWrf4sOUj0xRftdgRRgyYYp4OITSKF9j3tw567F0eL-TjvKc8svdM/s1600-h/xmas+Kids+Tree001_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285339188944929922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzBO4PX2wwPChq51SdXDTPM1ldBXyrSmPUkDAmDKxdcl6C6iiGcEa_eVPXPnTmG9ic5rybjU23anwt0CaRasbqYZQWrf4sOUj0xRftdgRRgyYYp4OITSKF9j3tw567F0eL-TjvKc8svdM/s320/xmas+Kids+Tree001_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Watching the children's excitement and awe was a beautiful sight,</div><div align="center">Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night! </div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-36879197392437294632008-12-07T05:08:00.001-08:002008-12-07T11:33:34.014-08:00Thanksgiving Trip to Utah<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mO-_VLfFOA70s7pg98f0klME4E076WqRKF3Iod0QSFLol5KNFUoW0lTBjYGJuwCKr6wIVCvCB_LcKwTWgUEv3scuW6PSTlW-Z5JbBFT0XXv-M-Npt8bul4qk7lG3BbfKH9p1xZsngsUY/s1600-h/DSC01248.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277040242860666546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mO-_VLfFOA70s7pg98f0klME4E076WqRKF3Iod0QSFLol5KNFUoW0lTBjYGJuwCKr6wIVCvCB_LcKwTWgUEv3scuW6PSTlW-Z5JbBFT0XXv-M-Npt8bul4qk7lG3BbfKH9p1xZsngsUY/s200/DSC01248.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />For Thanksgiving we went to visit Grandma and Grandpa in Bountiful, Utah and all had a fabulous time. We hadn't been back since moving to Arizona almost 2 years ago! The kids had a great time reconnecting with cousins, staying up late, missing school and eating junk for a week. Kirt and I also enjoyed the vacation and visiting with family and friends <span style="font-size:85%;">(Thanks for dinner, Payne's)</span>. Here is a sampling of our little adventure. . .<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59JdC52CP0UROBHVHD4pW1rkMyqZr7pt1Hw6t3soZ8E1nZXCUvpK-pNdVAnt0eQCCaY7cN_FPQQxlE6f3lKNeYc9b2QCb1L2LLHIJq0Bk9DmQMs4vypVv1zWTO0dzaaQcP5QzA-vMCZp1/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277040015334038946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59JdC52CP0UROBHVHD4pW1rkMyqZr7pt1Hw6t3soZ8E1nZXCUvpK-pNdVAnt0eQCCaY7cN_FPQQxlE6f3lKNeYc9b2QCb1L2LLHIJq0Bk9DmQMs4vypVv1zWTO0dzaaQcP5QzA-vMCZp1/s320/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" /></a> All the cousins in the backyard.</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">(except 2 still in Boston--we missed you)</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnyyI8SDer0CjxW9cW03IhteEjfDcln3wcv6T37IwiZXL4TheVTpZZ8xyApPHrygYcAMg7lgNHiWD7B3FTSfYl88VsJeQqYOWSk7NgYzJU5HBKjqBvDHQwwOammyWD0w-vkzUt_0BzQbl/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277039064967531394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAnyyI8SDer0CjxW9cW03IhteEjfDcln3wcv6T37IwiZXL4TheVTpZZ8xyApPHrygYcAMg7lgNHiWD7B3FTSfYl88VsJeQqYOWSk7NgYzJU5HBKjqBvDHQwwOammyWD0w-vkzUt_0BzQbl/s320/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" /></a>Elaine, Abby and Madi had a fun time together. They enjoyed sleepovers at Grandma's, Barbie's and crafts. Madi was so sweet to just hang out with her younger cousins, who absolutely idolized her Ü<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNy8kMxW2XYPa-vZQosUKwjuTt5F5t0OSY9DOOlnqNBin42NYShggmi14V_9Fh4mNwmWWVIyow3HdBGGQM2HQ9PDrhay8oQVgI60mImS2PMNGUGAvXqS_igojzkUzoHmBQ8QBEYekpvXn8/s1600-h/DSC01178.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277038772756385650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNy8kMxW2XYPa-vZQosUKwjuTt5F5t0OSY9DOOlnqNBin42NYShggmi14V_9Fh4mNwmWWVIyow3HdBGGQM2HQ9PDrhay8oQVgI60mImS2PMNGUGAvXqS_igojzkUzoHmBQ8QBEYekpvXn8/s320/DSC01178.JPG" border="0" /></a> What Thanksgiving would be complete without a little football!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WWfVLwUT6TvqL9SG6vN8OucMPta3XoZIALwQPYmv1YXwDMEMMvwgVc8uSjwndokFly8oi2ynaZln9xjLKeoYWOAR3izbd73lEIHHLZ1qkqec-T7z2Gf_90LpchwvDdbuAm6FRTqOBclF/s1600-h/DSC01327.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277038320262530226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6WWfVLwUT6TvqL9SG6vN8OucMPta3XoZIALwQPYmv1YXwDMEMMvwgVc8uSjwndokFly8oi2ynaZln9xjLKeoYWOAR3izbd73lEIHHLZ1qkqec-T7z2Gf_90LpchwvDdbuAm6FRTqOBclF/s320/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft or <span style="font-size:130%;">Orange</span><span style="font-size:85%;">(b/c that's what color he says his hair is)</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> as he was nicknamed</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> had a blast with his older cousins. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">I think it's b/c he can burp on demand--what teenage boy doesn't think that's cool ?! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Cameron and him became fast friends. </span><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN1xfik2AFSK34lNh1CibUfpnN0oiUu8CNcWPllbwroBkKP5IFnrn0vZFNdmVd1nIApRL1xQu-nytW3enTccVv-a5gRX5NYgfAefvI-crBeadCJ8wRK_EaNxMIpxSd3aRmzbTcoYfmOA0a/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277037122795715106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN1xfik2AFSK34lNh1CibUfpnN0oiUu8CNcWPllbwroBkKP5IFnrn0vZFNdmVd1nIApRL1xQu-nytW3enTccVv-a5gRX5NYgfAefvI-crBeadCJ8wRK_EaNxMIpxSd3aRmzbTcoYfmOA0a/s320/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brigham couldn't get enough of the roller coaster in the backyard!</div><div>It may be hard to see but his smile was always so huge going down this thing.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdk-w7cEXxV6EjcIQON3YyY2NHIMAkR53coEWL0ItkGVepmCNZLjWJZB1vjGva9UEM_m6oOb90qnwq4Gea6hcLgM1k2kkIAbd9NS1xyd2R-O8t-3VOsUMzFL9J9A30r8QPU89JzEyHJ5N/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277036803624532306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsdk-w7cEXxV6EjcIQON3YyY2NHIMAkR53coEWL0ItkGVepmCNZLjWJZB1vjGva9UEM_m6oOb90qnwq4Gea6hcLgM1k2kkIAbd9NS1xyd2R-O8t-3VOsUMzFL9J9A30r8QPU89JzEyHJ5N/s320/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /></a>And Briggy enjoyed playing blocks with his cousin. Austen was so patient to stack them up again and again as Brigham kept knocking them down and giggling.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTCb713iuMknkD0RNiWnLrXSLdJEViIgLfgk4oSAA_GGJYazjdsw3wN-xwN5wDi9EPfyvUG4jQPxDdq_7sD0ZE3YSRBpUXFLNhO8SEl3_VyRBMwcEzO8xxf_RAFse6GtfZ6W4OK_lJXSS_/s1600-h/sil"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277036557543018514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTCb713iuMknkD0RNiWnLrXSLdJEViIgLfgk4oSAA_GGJYazjdsw3wN-xwN5wDi9EPfyvUG4jQPxDdq_7sD0ZE3YSRBpUXFLNhO8SEl3_VyRBMwcEzO8xxf_RAFse6GtfZ6W4OK_lJXSS_/s320/sil" border="0" /></a> I had fun just chatting with my Sister-in-laws, shopping and seeing Twilight again Ü</div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">(I stole this photo from Sarah's facebook page so that's why it's so puny.)<br /></span><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_hI0-gxPLaKvoxegfRKOLLwjYCN0Is6KHz-lYdTU1nOFd9HtszHxLW8W-v_ToTsHtlzrtVvIdLqj5Id3CBMed4SxOpTo4H4fHqv1plumapd2IjUkcOR6LwiykQ50YBqIBZqGu0pHXUSTI/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277036208754460434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_hI0-gxPLaKvoxegfRKOLLwjYCN0Is6KHz-lYdTU1nOFd9HtszHxLW8W-v_ToTsHtlzrtVvIdLqj5Id3CBMed4SxOpTo4H4fHqv1plumapd2IjUkcOR6LwiykQ50YBqIBZqGu0pHXUSTI/s320/DSC01278.JPG" border="0" /></a> For the past 6 years Kirt's family has donated a tree to the Festival of Trees in memory of his younger sister Kellie. Throughout the year Kirt's mom collected all the fun bears and ornaments and such pictured here. So, on Monday Amy and I spent the day decorating this fun tree. It takes a bit of time as every ornament has to be wired on so they stay put when the tree is later transferred. <span style="font-size:85%;">(More info on this Festival is on the post below.) <span style="font-size:100%;">It was fun decorating and the kids enjoyed hanging out, too. . .</span></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCg3gOaChIL3j0k3aV0q3bLoaI5xzLcTs8JVE1NZG2iYxDPFKF6k21S-DBfHM0VPf4EXWLEb7S2122LaiWlwHEmWLzE3KAAxPQ59vFgUya0u8tDGpuAUemQPEBnVP9FewIl1HcfIH_Iftl/s1600-h/DSC01267.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277035988679474850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCg3gOaChIL3j0k3aV0q3bLoaI5xzLcTs8JVE1NZG2iYxDPFKF6k21S-DBfHM0VPf4EXWLEb7S2122LaiWlwHEmWLzE3KAAxPQ59vFgUya0u8tDGpuAUemQPEBnVP9FewIl1HcfIH_Iftl/s320/DSC01267.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin and Ethan thought these bears made better hats than decorations!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtBeD81JtAOLLdh7jyCbDW-p5zzBkVNrEKcuLWVnwQ3oFa_gsKTgaI5Tw-7zR3lfx-VYpucHkaWtnHUa-cEqJr6wodUulpkuN6BtnmNNUuNDnWLVwHpbGMVKLdtCdhsrFOp4ai4cMoFbDX/s1600-h/DSC01285.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277035762363179538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtBeD81JtAOLLdh7jyCbDW-p5zzBkVNrEKcuLWVnwQ3oFa_gsKTgaI5Tw-7zR3lfx-VYpucHkaWtnHUa-cEqJr6wodUulpkuN6BtnmNNUuNDnWLVwHpbGMVKLdtCdhsrFOp4ai4cMoFbDX/s320/DSC01285.JPG" border="0" /></a>Taft was being sneaky tying this bear up in the sled Ü<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0833hiPwrHVSOvP3CTHtKSGHEY_Qfy41DMNHOiBjXjQ2nnECPzHOyEkWz67Ol5biHH9QZtITcshD9fZIZQ9jloJaYH7Nj6KEcIh6uzES7PcI7u49Fu5KQ9GPQ7eVHr__18ACGS6atxfKs/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277035533341549922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0833hiPwrHVSOvP3CTHtKSGHEY_Qfy41DMNHOiBjXjQ2nnECPzHOyEkWz67Ol5biHH9QZtITcshD9fZIZQ9jloJaYH7Nj6KEcIh6uzES7PcI7u49Fu5KQ9GPQ7eVHr__18ACGS6atxfKs/s320/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /></a> We finished off our trip with a visit to see the lights at Temple Square.</div><div>Hard to capture in photo's , but so beutiful to see.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbKr7yceVeqdxDLYQa0DwUly6LDQdldxqf7sW1JYOqq4PU6jZ4ctyBoNj8poE4K_RktZgAd1zcixUVisj5fRedLFWjpSzO3ZsiMILWB8n0OixelI2_pc4YIfPg8jzqebMe-4BnAmY6qMq/s1600-h/DSC01314.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277035313123031410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCbKr7yceVeqdxDLYQa0DwUly6LDQdldxqf7sW1JYOqq4PU6jZ4ctyBoNj8poE4K_RktZgAd1zcixUVisj5fRedLFWjpSzO3ZsiMILWB8n0OixelI2_pc4YIfPg8jzqebMe-4BnAmY6qMq/s320/DSC01314.JPG" border="0" /></a> Overall, we had a great and busy time in Utah. We drove straight 11 1/2 hours home. The kids were so exhausted from vacation they slept all but about 3hours home--nice Ü. <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-9625694806901209322008-12-07T04:47:00.000-08:002008-12-07T05:06:47.793-08:00Festival of Trees<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHO6dMOYSsfidh0YtHHdO4-Uj2zlTZpMFyDrnYVRzDzq-9C3714-6pl0kiHzk2FxQmNivTkm2RIAZBIGRD0P7jw0rD6RhDeNGOqK1WqUEp174fY57nIqvkZ5Qf6M-B2ANLS3-iXC_RVBFN/s1600-h/DSC01279.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277031423032213682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHO6dMOYSsfidh0YtHHdO4-Uj2zlTZpMFyDrnYVRzDzq-9C3714-6pl0kiHzk2FxQmNivTkm2RIAZBIGRD0P7jw0rD6RhDeNGOqK1WqUEp174fY57nIqvkZ5Qf6M-B2ANLS3-iXC_RVBFN/s320/DSC01279.JPG" border="0" /></a> As noted in the above post, Kirt's family donates a tree to this festival in memory of his sister Kellie. Our theme was <em>A Beary Merry Christmas.</em> There are various other themes from whimsical to nostalgic to whatever. Even the rival schools BYU and the U decorate a tree in their colors. It's fun to go around and see all the trees and added ambience. Below is a sampling of some of my favorites. . .<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bcABkTa-PsBN8-ydJfpu-JFH7QSiygq_wJ9BD_kwbTuXLavmD3r2QGzISxM3XByL99HDliMy-t2cN6431p5BEvsdDCRCn1KVzEM5aMBmzFe-fDsxRuhMSSfm8CrL6KliTQwF3As7HA_e/s1600-h/DSC01296.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277030864614256802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bcABkTa-PsBN8-ydJfpu-JFH7QSiygq_wJ9BD_kwbTuXLavmD3r2QGzISxM3XByL99HDliMy-t2cN6431p5BEvsdDCRCn1KVzEM5aMBmzFe-fDsxRuhMSSfm8CrL6KliTQwF3As7HA_e/s200/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_BnI86h7DeAtLwDeSoYL4rRB1HJ0cHIxokuuxxP5N3YrwSU-qpQeXzp1O1NCywTfdIfxLCepk_ct1LG95cUFIgyD1TN8jQ7TN6RNC4pwjF772o9PfoMLY2wkkizRuuP7jjB4ntN3ZaaO/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277030615209296258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_BnI86h7DeAtLwDeSoYL4rRB1HJ0cHIxokuuxxP5N3YrwSU-qpQeXzp1O1NCywTfdIfxLCepk_ct1LG95cUFIgyD1TN8jQ7TN6RNC4pwjF772o9PfoMLY2wkkizRuuP7jjB4ntN3ZaaO/s200/DSC01290.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Jk4nDCsn_h1nhx9xJTe4Jq4LBfnUomyEqWjq-Fc5dLjBJAbcfVJmLCSaBiK5Elz437vZWNoSoEBIUqQkGDmFNgzpaMr7UWAXwGNIeXKNOHrlb_MntZSaozyhPcghsfv12a3fuY8RG91o/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277029919495386434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Jk4nDCsn_h1nhx9xJTe4Jq4LBfnUomyEqWjq-Fc5dLjBJAbcfVJmLCSaBiK5Elz437vZWNoSoEBIUqQkGDmFNgzpaMr7UWAXwGNIeXKNOHrlb_MntZSaozyhPcghsfv12a3fuY8RG91o/s200/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjL8Co37ZCs5yVq-xi6X8pUp60DVQCUPojfD_lbnzNvjoaF0ZEtPB0cCpN3EmqAZ8viUG4lFlYfUatMRC-yGbgjargCTexrDcCd_9ZAcyoBIkvqy0TIUII-by31QxbA9X-n72j3y0NlC-N/s1600-h/DSC01292.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277030247433322258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjL8Co37ZCs5yVq-xi6X8pUp60DVQCUPojfD_lbnzNvjoaF0ZEtPB0cCpN3EmqAZ8viUG4lFlYfUatMRC-yGbgjargCTexrDcCd_9ZAcyoBIkvqy0TIUII-by31QxbA9X-n72j3y0NlC-N/s200/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaNfjX4Onx6Hei0gFEB5ZuefmR3erHkAglZgyKWKpHOXJjr8rhgpnlsicWWWF-6M-C62vasnLgVYYcp1mdSK4UMe87W-gPxaJH_-RO_f7Cb4XjjsLvh6TzPmBV1OXw9Dsz6Q0kQ5UWzz0a/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div>All of the trees and decor are donated by families and companies. After being decorated they are auctioned off and 100% of the proceeds go to Primary Children's Hospital. If you ever find yourself in Utah during this Festival I highly reccommend stopping in to see the 100's of trees and getting to know some of the stories behind them. </div></div></div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-80656714519226464212008-11-23T12:46:00.001-08:002008-11-23T13:52:54.034-08:00Catch up TimeLot's of activities and little time to blog has been the theme of this month. So, here is a small summary of what the Nelson's have been doing these past few weeks. . .<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Schnepf Farms Field Trip</span></strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbfxKWOolw0Y_XUTVl4cgh3uezVCO8VZUKV8H8VZ4BjtlVzaYjP22w9eCBI7nmNdDL-dn9HGxYoUPDTxOzsQC0VD4VhXVWViPCthtYpPAEheTdRNHbOAxavl3I9mMYNgeMroTWkf2WaQK/s1600-h/1008+Schnepf+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271963100814414754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjbfxKWOolw0Y_XUTVl4cgh3uezVCO8VZUKV8H8VZ4BjtlVzaYjP22w9eCBI7nmNdDL-dn9HGxYoUPDTxOzsQC0VD4VhXVWViPCthtYpPAEheTdRNHbOAxavl3I9mMYNgeMroTWkf2WaQK/s320/1008+Schnepf+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfdW7B420zbjpGBrj6ThIpYiv2YrDcWLtsgFnuZbQiUDdPnPz8t_uojksOXeTgJRENlU4YU1Lei1_1oow_uaCI5n0MBKpxlwa0T76lC6gFBTSE_GjYfkzw_I6tQ682TvdCgbD_fvl9Zc-/s1600-h/1008+Schnepf+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271962879472327122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfdW7B420zbjpGBrj6ThIpYiv2YrDcWLtsgFnuZbQiUDdPnPz8t_uojksOXeTgJRENlU4YU1Lei1_1oow_uaCI5n0MBKpxlwa0T76lC6gFBTSE_GjYfkzw_I6tQ682TvdCgbD_fvl9Zc-/s320/1008+Schnepf+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">I was able to accompany Elaine's class on a field trip to the farm. It was a fun time seeing how a farm worked and playing around. Elaine got to pick some radishes, which by their size more resembled beets!</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Train Park-Layton Party</span></strong><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dSKUfLue4-zfkcsXa4pV2Bjnszvm8g8E6GUbyfzHTXl-yrtYAqgWobJe_6wVJ4KH51myYI0MrnPz_-k0j_kSR4QQUKt8x0mMfdZ1g-LADwm7PnzUrJaHpMQCPezA4zFvaYlgvFrohtRO/s1600-h/1008+TrainPark002+D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271962366299298690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0dSKUfLue4-zfkcsXa4pV2Bjnszvm8g8E6GUbyfzHTXl-yrtYAqgWobJe_6wVJ4KH51myYI0MrnPz_-k0j_kSR4QQUKt8x0mMfdZ1g-LADwm7PnzUrJaHpMQCPezA4zFvaYlgvFrohtRO/s200/1008+TrainPark002+D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSZVb_wDKskWChzAAif87A3EOTNC50Eyq3wNibbxqmz8s-gp3XUAUUaLZTB8x9EKQK7YohyPkOfi3N4O9uMaLByKn79mCcTDOhXiIAF8czXZC6B0z6a19TUi4I1_YKfwnplusTkrsfsRjM/s1600-h/1008+TrainPark008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271962241140400898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSZVb_wDKskWChzAAif87A3EOTNC50Eyq3wNibbxqmz8s-gp3XUAUUaLZTB8x9EKQK7YohyPkOfi3N4O9uMaLByKn79mCcTDOhXiIAF8czXZC6B0z6a19TUi4I1_YKfwnplusTkrsfsRjM/s200/1008+TrainPark008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6Ng20Yrjd9yCdPPlT4LccTDiiPg2Wvym_62ObnYD3R2pW4PVFVIN5BH3Tl8xaBEtqIPXX4NviLgBTHVpDPKnchC0BOBKbiFS3fp_E47CDzfwyz4zMYUuLohu2w8XuFLAeJgCR58Rtfi0/s1600-h/1008+TrainPark011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271962042583474690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6Ng20Yrjd9yCdPPlT4LccTDiiPg2Wvym_62ObnYD3R2pW4PVFVIN5BH3Tl8xaBEtqIPXX4NviLgBTHVpDPKnchC0BOBKbiFS3fp_E47CDzfwyz4zMYUuLohu2w8XuFLAeJgCR58Rtfi0/s320/1008+TrainPark011.JPG" border="0" /></a> <p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnXcNVuW-Ohy4Avgd-tGtLHGGj-JVnnWpDyzGWs8Sq2E9X3BXRGxyDCGmFVdJKxOWplNzuS6n0pQVnKWkmU1DYkA1ey_Agsz092Yc3Z0lJgsxc-O5TnVadmuK72QnRpkhJV5npqMa0b3EO/s1600-h/1008+TrainPark015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271961809755045890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnXcNVuW-Ohy4Avgd-tGtLHGGj-JVnnWpDyzGWs8Sq2E9X3BXRGxyDCGmFVdJKxOWplNzuS6n0pQVnKWkmU1DYkA1ey_Agsz092Yc3Z0lJgsxc-O5TnVadmuK72QnRpkhJV5npqMa0b3EO/s200/1008+TrainPark015.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_9boy5mIuq8Dff5v8nmf-D9-_oI6PfiT1P7vWtcihSbSB2JH8n8i_5GOmvJih1SwrBQYHag3zs7nbUhyShDEUhPQiTv9_i7sBYEoFNCFKMsyMi2BTXAqOVEpHX4jnuiFzfo1Y7rlQqLy/s1600-h/1008+TrainPark020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271961536388633010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD_9boy5mIuq8Dff5v8nmf-D9-_oI6PfiT1P7vWtcihSbSB2JH8n8i_5GOmvJih1SwrBQYHag3zs7nbUhyShDEUhPQiTv9_i7sBYEoFNCFKMsyMi2BTXAqOVEpHX4jnuiFzfo1Y7rlQqLy/s200/1008+TrainPark020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>From riding the carousel to climbing walls and taking a spin on the train around the park. All had something they could enjoy at the family party Kirt's work put together.</div><div></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Happy Halloween!</span></strong><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-e7k-JjT461EBoWHcjWQXl-X3ED6QH-rM6VXcgN2DbMDs6u3Bpa606rpxTmwrJ0cJOxm0-XLECbdy8R_-FQjIKpfAOjF2X-uCwY9If4-Ccrs9xAtAXfQr-RJkKLpvXRoYGwZja5I0cyL/s1600-h/1008+Halloween015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271957923751221250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-e7k-JjT461EBoWHcjWQXl-X3ED6QH-rM6VXcgN2DbMDs6u3Bpa606rpxTmwrJ0cJOxm0-XLECbdy8R_-FQjIKpfAOjF2X-uCwY9If4-Ccrs9xAtAXfQr-RJkKLpvXRoYGwZja5I0cyL/s320/1008+Halloween015.JPG" border="0" /></a> The kids had fun dressing up this year. Although Taft was a pirate for about 30 seconds. Briggy, on the other hand loved wearing his pumpkin costume and sucking on the collar Ü<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtriV_ZZoVXjaEFV0VA22Rxc1sKc1xb_l4fPzzgEDSJwxCDIj07n_p8BaxOWi73RDPSpOhyphenhyphen7b0GqUvcPyLtFIeu1VPPEqknxPK93wFzwO11AT3NW8TFa0wTxVR45LyAsJM6WAdz8Fi5Jj7/s1600-h/1008+Halloween001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271957780121102562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtriV_ZZoVXjaEFV0VA22Rxc1sKc1xb_l4fPzzgEDSJwxCDIj07n_p8BaxOWi73RDPSpOhyphenhyphen7b0GqUvcPyLtFIeu1VPPEqknxPK93wFzwO11AT3NW8TFa0wTxVR45LyAsJM6WAdz8Fi5Jj7/s320/1008+Halloween001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Taft was proud of his cupcake spider he made at playgroup. Treats won out over costumes with him. We also had fun helping out at the parties in both Dallin and Elaine's classrooms at school. A busy sugary day!</div><div></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Scouts</span></strong><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizaA3H_R4Efcfgh67pr0xgKTcb3ELalom8y-vrzV4VgqWhbtntZAolXkvVshq1NN5A0ZOq1hXoioudRl732IMJFgXRw6pJcRlMBQw9h9DSCzgxJh1C5MvvzoHR7J5x3QVvbepMeKQ1EKBQ/s1600-h/0608+zScouts+Dallin+Dad0.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271957561543866658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizaA3H_R4Efcfgh67pr0xgKTcb3ELalom8y-vrzV4VgqWhbtntZAolXkvVshq1NN5A0ZOq1hXoioudRl732IMJFgXRw6pJcRlMBQw9h9DSCzgxJh1C5MvvzoHR7J5x3QVvbepMeKQ1EKBQ/s320/0608+zScouts+Dallin+Dad0.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dallin has loved being a cub scout. (I don't think I've blogged on this before) Its fun that Kirt is one of the leaders in the program here. Each month we get busy with activities and pack meeting. This month Dallin just completed the move from Wolf to Bear! </div></div></div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-26690565779375802112008-10-30T15:07:00.000-07:002008-10-30T15:25:43.961-07:00Zoo Walk<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqG9CMsoItOAPVUBvc0tB0ZCJUzJ9MENsGCzvjdl2yU7whXGHhUhrQmmxgspx-kGvK4p4fUn-RC5W_53sZWKzpGnmQc7XJvzn_sz6K_cXGuotWQR8iE3VYkz_abiRzU3DkmubHTNYXiAgC/s1600-h/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk14_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263075000995730978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqG9CMsoItOAPVUBvc0tB0ZCJUzJ9MENsGCzvjdl2yU7whXGHhUhrQmmxgspx-kGvK4p4fUn-RC5W_53sZWKzpGnmQc7XJvzn_sz6K_cXGuotWQR8iE3VYkz_abiRzU3DkmubHTNYXiAgC/s320/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk14_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Last Saturday Kirt's company sponsored the employees to go to the Zoo Walk for Autism research. We awoke at 6:00 am to participate. It was a fun family event where our little monkeys got to see real monkies, lions, giraffes, etc. Dallin nicknamed this guy 'cotton candy'. </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw4nmAmregDUCY_bXhDzKSLOmbDWjvb6b5Fz-WqIQZlRwEwRJNFkFC7Lc74hNvn4WXLXbIZ2CNwRTqDe1tHlhwXbLmeVyEtzanEgzhTybIK4CXJluiVGeb1m8bLxAcL3YY4q3JvR6dwT89/s1600-h/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk26_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263074829381049042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw4nmAmregDUCY_bXhDzKSLOmbDWjvb6b5Fz-WqIQZlRwEwRJNFkFC7Lc74hNvn4WXLXbIZ2CNwRTqDe1tHlhwXbLmeVyEtzanEgzhTybIK4CXJluiVGeb1m8bLxAcL3YY4q3JvR6dwT89/s320/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk26_1.JPG" border="0" /></a>Brigham enjoyed seeing the sting rays. You can actually see the ray's face here Ü<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPlpVChxHCF3uhiN6ekcj29-UyQloIawDWyjsqY7Cqi8FNWXSVB6shnTSre8YFguNUrssNLBtF9GeSiZaNgX41qslKwyQJGKK2PyalM6DUvJ05u7QeoVLsmYNqReygXTl1LNpGTU4DRqt/s1600-h/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk43_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263074635596589826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPlpVChxHCF3uhiN6ekcj29-UyQloIawDWyjsqY7Cqi8FNWXSVB6shnTSre8YFguNUrssNLBtF9GeSiZaNgX41qslKwyQJGKK2PyalM6DUvJ05u7QeoVLsmYNqReygXTl1LNpGTU4DRqt/s320/Copy+of+1008+Zoo+Walk43_1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dad and Dallin goofing off at the end of our Zoo adventure.</div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-10902581595280196462008-10-03T13:56:00.000-07:002008-10-03T14:58:15.265-07:00Soccer Mom--Never say Never!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCZG8XX0i5Z2qw3FUb3zM1PQXq-YKGHI_LItibN2jbKjf8tJvfDDoKEKIX-ghuy2DYZlKSgDDiCuVtZhdfEULRpApDaoYJR1Ra7JiMi1-0ZG91gdtBZlCOLcV9u1YezvSihi1UblQ2fSXA/s1600-h/Elainesoccer1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253043898053473442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCZG8XX0i5Z2qw3FUb3zM1PQXq-YKGHI_LItibN2jbKjf8tJvfDDoKEKIX-ghuy2DYZlKSgDDiCuVtZhdfEULRpApDaoYJR1Ra7JiMi1-0ZG91gdtBZlCOLcV9u1YezvSihi1UblQ2fSXA/s320/Elainesoccer1.jpg" border="0" /></a> I wasn't ever going to be a <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">'soccer mom'</span>! I've seen how having kids in sports can just make life so <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">busy</span> and overtake all your weekends, etc. So, I was glad Elaine did gymnastics one day a week and Dallin isn't too into sports. Well, it wasn't to last. One of Elaine's best friends--Emma Bartlett was signing up for soccer and her mom, who is a friend of mine, was the coach. So, I caved and signed Elaine up. And Elaine is just loving it! So yes, I have <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">no</span> completely free <span style="color:#663366;"><span style="font-size:130%;">weekends</span>.</span> Friday afternoons are practices followed by a games on Saturdays until end of November. And the games have been <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">early</span> 7:30am and 8:00am games-yikes! No rest for the weary. Actually, it's still quite hot here so I'm glad to have it all over before the sun beats down too hard. Our team has afternoon games in November. It's <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">fun</span> to watch <span style="color:#663366;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Elaine</span> </span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">enjoy</span> herself with her <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">friends</span> and learn some new things. She has taken quite well to the game and really goes after the ball and tries her best. I too have taken to my new role and <span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">cheer</span> Elaine and her teammates on from the sidelines--<span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;">Go Pink Thunder!<br /></span><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYV_41yIWgkjwDkkbfaxrgsW3bv5pqzhycOjGH-wJPuK-f41Gdi-ohk0P5K2qdeess2BgaC8cWQkY4lxULdB0yDYWpJF8QypeHKvVO2ui2E93RLvc1kA9oE_Bo_NNpCsTlFF4TGqUJe6Ww/s1600-h/Elainesoccer2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253042181889014594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYV_41yIWgkjwDkkbfaxrgsW3bv5pqzhycOjGH-wJPuK-f41Gdi-ohk0P5K2qdeess2BgaC8cWQkY4lxULdB0yDYWpJF8QypeHKvVO2ui2E93RLvc1kA9oE_Bo_NNpCsTlFF4TGqUJe6Ww/s320/Elainesoccer2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Way to get in there, Elaine!</div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-17497052408747101272008-09-19T11:02:00.001-07:002008-09-19T12:38:00.125-07:00Potty Trained!<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgohwDRtVhAwoSxEu-ivvNhOZdzYrdqVoApqsbSV3MfQTl4j_haWoEs5DgEd3WIR1ENmc1cFdOuYhkYSQOA57iji0QzhRNL0Jklrh3xsyJbi_dwuNmlTKP-s1x-fdREVUi3q7QO6ncc48NR/s1600-h/TD1001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247817807709525218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgohwDRtVhAwoSxEu-ivvNhOZdzYrdqVoApqsbSV3MfQTl4j_haWoEs5DgEd3WIR1ENmc1cFdOuYhkYSQOA57iji0QzhRNL0Jklrh3xsyJbi_dwuNmlTKP-s1x-fdREVUi3q7QO6ncc48NR/s200/TD1001.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXt1Hn9-PgTUkdmVobgjdiUWGwVKyf6pSfRkXPl97yNOu0b5mPxQmjfR-OvAbtBoNEOeuXjham_zYjbisG-T1cDfl7oBNUw9mo-qCGi6xe9apLPTinKbsPt_XpYJYj4f5PN4oFvT8smKz/s1600-h/TD3001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247817565810724226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXt1Hn9-PgTUkdmVobgjdiUWGwVKyf6pSfRkXPl97yNOu0b5mPxQmjfR-OvAbtBoNEOeuXjham_zYjbisG-T1cDfl7oBNUw9mo-qCGi6xe9apLPTinKbsPt_XpYJYj4f5PN4oFvT8smKz/s200/TD3001.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiicuCQpFRY8JP_oJRDavNIzhKE2JqtS2Sati_QqGgAECp_-qG-jxS7g36VK2EStYgaB1mjO_ybgBTJ8J6dPE7nwQwX3jcPKX9kjWvirf48tfEEMwdgVbxvNPA1rC7FBrizxqhgDZl4-Bdw/s1600-h/TD2001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247817680234740210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiicuCQpFRY8JP_oJRDavNIzhKE2JqtS2Sati_QqGgAECp_-qG-jxS7g36VK2EStYgaB1mjO_ybgBTJ8J6dPE7nwQwX3jcPKX9kjWvirf48tfEEMwdgVbxvNPA1rC7FBrizxqhgDZl4-Bdw/s200/TD2001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yeah for Taft! A couple of weeks ago I was watching my friends son who is the same age as Taft. He asks to use the bathroom and I was so surprised he was potty trained. That did it for me, no more diapers! The next day we hit the potty training full force. We went to Target and Taft was excited to pick out some Disney/Pixar themed underwear. He only had a little 1/2 accident the following day. It's been great! With my other kids I spent weeks going back and forth from pull-ups to underwear to diapers and then trying it all over again. Guess it's a good thing I waited until he was 3 1/2 Ü</div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-31824182144216571102008-09-19T11:02:00.000-07:002008-09-19T12:29:49.141-07:00Another Blog<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMUY7qlcpUXx-6RHuKuTzgpqB2hBcq8PfyrnXB0dZwJEzURkd4sgNp0f8YD8S5ilWPtF5LtzZQENs6LP1wfMlI8ywikCJXFCVpg82PIbrJkYB-mXVsFSKI-cEhZBIraDgdgYYE9QGWtCO/s1600-h/grainhoney"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247806321728245426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSMUY7qlcpUXx-6RHuKuTzgpqB2hBcq8PfyrnXB0dZwJEzURkd4sgNp0f8YD8S5ilWPtF5LtzZQENs6LP1wfMlI8ywikCJXFCVpg82PIbrJkYB-mXVsFSKI-cEhZBIraDgdgYYE9QGWtCO/s200/grainhoney" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div>One of my interests is natural health. For years I've been studying and appylying various topics under that category. And get great results. I recently completed a Family Herbalist study course and just read all I can on related issues and love to talk with and learn from others on the subjects of healthy eating, our food supply, natural remedies, herbs, etc. With the encouragement of some friends I hosted a discussion group a few days ago and have posted the notes on what I shared about eating a bit more wisely on a new blog I started, <a href="http://healthystepsdiscussions.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Healthy Steps</span></a>. This is a group blog so multiple authors will be contributing info. Starting something like this was stepping way out of my comfort zone, but I recieved such positive feedback and we had a great turn out from our discussion so, I am excited about getting together next month. Any of my local friends are of course welcome to join us, let me know. Everyone has a little bit to share that when we get together we can all benefit and learn things step by step to help ourselves and our families achieve a new level of wellness. </div></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-586379076703357012008-09-08T11:26:00.000-07:002008-09-08T11:53:04.283-07:00Just Peachy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8sPSAkrw_8n-Eq_CM3Um7UCBLzsH4mur30vF35ElSScFeCi4j1OIz_nG3nPH9vTtkzHp-6cII2tzXa1iof2Q-UCbrEnw3jTubesrNX7BS6fqgFaXsaM4rigd2spbq1vTC2HiVNDOpBDVt/s1600-h/peach"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243720399218218850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8sPSAkrw_8n-Eq_CM3Um7UCBLzsH4mur30vF35ElSScFeCi4j1OIz_nG3nPH9vTtkzHp-6cII2tzXa1iof2Q-UCbrEnw3jTubesrNX7BS6fqgFaXsaM4rigd2spbq1vTC2HiVNDOpBDVt/s200/peach" border="0" /></a> This weekend has been <span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">JUST PEACHY</span>and I mean that literally. We bought 2 boxes(about 60lbs) of Utah peaches. Well, friday night we had <span style="color:#ff9900;">Peach Mousse</span>. Saturday morning we had pancakes topped with <span style="color:#ff9900;">Sliced Peaches</span>. That afternoon we enjoyed a <span style="color:#ff9900;">Peach Smoothie</span>. And for dessert, you guessed it, <span style="color:#ff9900;">Peach Shortcake</span>. All Saturday we <span style="color:#ff9900;">Canned Peaches</span>, made <span style="color:#ff9900;">Peach Jam,</span> and <span style="color:#ff9900;">Frozen Peach Slices</span>. Not to mention all the ones we just ate au natural. Kirt and I had never canned before and we hope to never do it again--what a chore! We netted 14 quarts and they all sealed fine so that was good. We worked for hours and I think we used every pot and bowl in the house, not to mention a whole laundry load full of rags and all the clean-up afterwards. Sticky floor, cabinets, counters, etc. I don't get why people do this. I guess if I owned an orchard and didn't want them to go to waste. Kirt, joked with me as I was whining over the work afterwards, "well, at least you learned something", I said, "yes, I learned that Costco has a pretty decent price on bottled peaches!" He agreed ÜMelodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-2656855207261827532008-08-29T17:11:00.000-07:002008-08-29T17:48:51.845-07:00Family Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhm_Tj17FNMmkAxZv_zUHWyxRwX8qTAafzetF-HoypC9O9yWibX3KphjvVeBc4MFLE_Hrc8sWKk-_IOBCtWTLRD4DJkG7l0Vpp4LLcdtMO0D-e5ICi1gC8KF-fkTZ8c0ao3pArGeqQ2C5/s1600-h/MelodyKirt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240102991169867938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhm_Tj17FNMmkAxZv_zUHWyxRwX8qTAafzetF-HoypC9O9yWibX3KphjvVeBc4MFLE_Hrc8sWKk-_IOBCtWTLRD4DJkG7l0Vpp4LLcdtMO0D-e5ICi1gC8KF-fkTZ8c0ao3pArGeqQ2C5/s200/MelodyKirt.jpg" border="0" /></a> Well, we finally went and took new family pictures. The anticipation and planning of such is a high stress event for me. No wonder we hadn't updated in 3 years. And I never fully like the pictures until a year or so later. Right now I still see little things that if I could just tweak this or that, they'd be perfect. We got a CD with all the shots they took on it that the lady said was perfectly OK to blog with--no copyright infringement going on here. Well, below is a a sample of some. Kirt and I couldn't agree on which family shot we preferred, the black background or white.<span style="font-size:85%;">(Neither one of us were a fan of the brown one). </span> So, just for curiosity sake leave a comment with your vote. We did buy both, but it's a fun little debate we're having Ü<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2GO7Nz1wKspJ5baT8lQdSjbmMgnPY6-5RoiMjgGVT1Ty2LjVrAEgCwzShLX_UGj_Il7xWzYuMByI6gjoIn-pcoaQ-BYmvcwmLbZRVy0vKYvekZ3UwL2SY4eHZEWJMgrL9zAffUFDpBBf/s1600-h/Family.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240102643007404946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2GO7Nz1wKspJ5baT8lQdSjbmMgnPY6-5RoiMjgGVT1Ty2LjVrAEgCwzShLX_UGj_Il7xWzYuMByI6gjoIn-pcoaQ-BYmvcwmLbZRVy0vKYvekZ3UwL2SY4eHZEWJMgrL9zAffUFDpBBf/s320/Family.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5cfctUWM8bsjDXnSDqtHByhlbGfDDTtvo029vbhxIJpiUJx85JQzGfNc1WkPFnJaPREE-V2kTl6RwdeclkfBE1qWNp0-de_pCoo0oNS5UbLWQJpeaQt7zmJmT3AtRt8p0QdlhzAGS-Hr5/s1600-h/Taft.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240101649246242930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTQtwuCt444DMGOHTBHxBDkKXKfd-TWmogPno-F-vLQAaQZ5GfygpT3-jAfGb1_-B1wleMiV4rf2sbGtiYGto_KVBhu1MyusDLtrsxyky6cSF4tfiRAQ0Yf9FZYStBJGA4j0cmm3UKoLPH/s320/0808+Cbaptism+white.jpg" border="0" /></a> Dallin was baptized yesterday by Kirt. He was a mixture of excitement and nervousness. From his smile here you can tell it was a happy day for him. As well, as for all of us. We were so grateful for our family that came and ward friends. We were especially touched by our many neighbors/friends not of our faith that accepted our invitation to share this event with us, too. </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0e63lUHadwJJ1LMk1iaMsWTIT2fm9Q0Z_YZ1R3cNy9WH1c1BrIBvDCDgif0Gx3eWXVNj3FMhJCicoDGLlC2PdPysQuGY4NvqjeQrFpXRuNzE8D-lLQZ_kboFjvQbTAC3chyUUu3B3DcCB/s1600-h/0808+Cbaptism+fam.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235722571312453842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0e63lUHadwJJ1LMk1iaMsWTIT2fm9Q0Z_YZ1R3cNy9WH1c1BrIBvDCDgif0Gx3eWXVNj3FMhJCicoDGLlC2PdPysQuGY4NvqjeQrFpXRuNzE8D-lLQZ_kboFjvQbTAC3chyUUu3B3DcCB/s320/0808+Cbaptism+fam.jpg" border="0" /></a> We are so happy for Dallin's decision to follow the Saviour and the example he is setting for his younger siblings. We love our Dallin!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv34cSsaZGJClrjIZ_TipK0UEJxtp0eDAsHbuvyKuf6SbrujjUskRplrLGSrpURQKyuNKdJnwbMePpOMebfceJQiUVULvTtBctFqdvRY3eGkvN_KduI8E54RBC_FXdf8eenJndVYvzkEy/s1600-h/0808+Cbaptism+gma.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235721793762104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQv34cSsaZGJClrjIZ_TipK0UEJxtp0eDAsHbuvyKuf6SbrujjUskRplrLGSrpURQKyuNKdJnwbMePpOMebfceJQiUVULvTtBctFqdvRY3eGkvN_KduI8E54RBC_FXdf8eenJndVYvzkEy/s320/0808+Cbaptism+gma.jpg" border="0" /></a> An extra special treat this day was that Grandma and Grandpa Nelson were able to come! They had been serving a mission in St. George and got released a few days early to come to the baptism. This meant so much to Dallin. We all enjoyed their visit this week :)</div><br /></div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-156804527774938567.post-60829264817382648932008-08-07T21:54:00.000-07:002008-08-17T22:11:31.432-07:00First Day of School<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUAfkkD6RZ8uQGSZuLYszKEl-vMhr65ANVVQHJYXR3fd8SzDLcneqQ2oS3BBx7MnECoTB7U90jRlms-GCUdl3amjVzl3rEtNnbXnwc2ZtT8bVDwThj2NhEQlhXL_d8670vpBTsw7-47Er/s1600-h/0808+Cschool.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235718402271428914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUAfkkD6RZ8uQGSZuLYszKEl-vMhr65ANVVQHJYXR3fd8SzDLcneqQ2oS3BBx7MnECoTB7U90jRlms-GCUdl3amjVzl3rEtNnbXnwc2ZtT8bVDwThj2NhEQlhXL_d8670vpBTsw7-47Er/s320/0808+Cschool.jpg" border="0" /></a> The first day of school came early this year, August 6th. Dallin just getting over being sick, so not too happy here, was off to 3rd grade. And Elaine, excited to walk to school with Dallin and neighborhood friends was off to 1st grade. Taft wanted to be a part of it all too, so we packed him a juice box and pretzels for his walk to school. Dallin and Elaine both got male teachers, a Mr. Hamlin and Mr. Harris. Crazy coincidence!</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1y5vAgprYjxyviKYTMP8QGRm4wJHiVF4ks14LUXL8asG6zSYMVPso9y3J-Pzt-4gu8OQhCS5ZaKG-wULdU603DmIpcSy7yggK_562ZaRKqZk_IDEqqaYnsFuHmDpwbLw3h-Yq7wluIWq/s1600-h/0808+Cschool+walk.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235717733998058930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH1y5vAgprYjxyviKYTMP8QGRm4wJHiVF4ks14LUXL8asG6zSYMVPso9y3J-Pzt-4gu8OQhCS5ZaKG-wULdU603DmIpcSy7yggK_562ZaRKqZk_IDEqqaYnsFuHmDpwbLw3h-Yq7wluIWq/s320/0808+Cschool+walk.jpg" border="0" /></a> Taft really enjoyed walking to school and after dropping Dallin off at his line we waited with Elaine in hers until the teacher came. Well, poor little Taft was so sad he had to leave, he was convinced he was going to school with Elaine, today :( After a few tears he came in the stroller with Brigham and every couple of hours asked when Elaine and Dallin would be back--sweet. </div>Melodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17168842447724372278noreply@blogger.com1