tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34567129400682827592024-03-14T12:24:00.624-06:00THE BELLSChristian, Rebecca, Oliver, Amelia, and Eloisechristian@dontdodumbthings.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12448589643937395711noreply@blogger.comBlogger227125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-60347553887856451342012-12-24T11:06:00.000-07:002012-12-24T11:06:07.727-07:00Merry Christmas 2012<img class="GH" height="265" src="https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/?ui=2&ik=d6c119853a&view=att&th=13b645182ae282c6&attid=0.1.1&disp=emb&zw&atsh=1" width="400" /> <br />
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We have so much to be grateful for this year. Christian has literally found his dream job (aside from being a river guide, of course). His new job as an administrator of a skilled nursing facility has brought us to the heart of Texas. We're feeling right at home now in Bell County (yes, that's the real name of the county). We're in the process of building a home down the street from Belton Lake.<br />
This year has been one of changes for me as well. I am in Young Womens at church, serving in the PTA, and just recently got certified to teach a weightlifting class at a local gym. All this, in addition to building a home makes me a very busy lady. I'm making lot of great friends here and loving central Texas!<br />
Oliver started Kindergarten in August and is liking it so far, other than that the "it takes too long to go home." He is so smart and so social. He has already made so many friends and is quickly learning to read. He loves his teacher and is still asking lots and lots of questions. Oliver loves to share and is so protective of his little sisters. He's a little light in our home.<br />
Amelia is always the life of the party- whether she's at home, at school, or at a friend's house. She loves to sing and dance and does them without any inhibition. She's our future "American Idol" (not that that's something to strive for). She is happy about 99.99% of the time and brings so much joy in to our home.<br />
Eloise made a late arrival (literally) this last January. She is the sweetest, smiliest baby. While she was pretty mellow for the first 11 months of her life, she's discovered her untapped energy and is now turning in to a squirmy little crawler, climber, and screamer. She reminds us constantly of how precious and special it is to have a little baby, a gift from God, in our home.<br />
We are most grateful this year for the Savior and His gospel, and the hope and peace it brings us. We are constantly amazed at the mercy He shows and the blessings that just keep coming. We wish you all a very Merry Christmas and hope this season brings you "glad tidings of great joy." <br />
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Love to you all,<br />
Christian, Rebecca, Oliver, Amelia, and Eloise Bell<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-33323403005055957012012-09-11T11:39:00.001-06:002012-09-11T12:01:27.761-06:00Our AudienceA while ago my Father-in-law, Greg, was talking to Christian and said something to the effect of, "Christ should be your audience. When you behave as if Christ is your only audience, your life will become better." (This is second-hand from what Christian told me so it went something like that.) Anyway, this really struck me, and I have been thinking about it a lot since then. So, yesterday I was on facebook and I kept seeing this talk come up- a devotional by Jeffrey R. Holland. At first, I kind of waved it off, but then I saw it again and again so I decided to listen to it. It just really helped me to better understand how we can make Christ our audience, especially in our world today. When you have a minute, I would encourage you to take the time to listen. It's worth it.<br />
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It can be found <a href="https://www.lds.org/broadcasts/watch/ces-devotionals/2012/09?lang=eng">HERE</a>.<br />
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Eloise is finally sitting up!!! And, at only 7 months! :)</div>
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We went to some ward friend's house for dinner and the kids played the whole time in their beautiful back yard. This is also where Amelia goes to preschool.<br />
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And this is our lot! I know it doesn't look like much, but we love it. It's 3/4 acre, about 3/4 mile from Belton Lake and has a community pool and lots of trees (all things on our "list.")<br />
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We met our friends at McDonald's a few weeks ago to play and escape the 100+ degree heat.<br />
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Happy Birthday to my sweet, angelic, little Oliver. He turned 6 and was so excited for his big day. We had a yummy breakfast and then went to a small waterpark, followed by Chick-fil-A. Oliver, who's so easy to please, loved every minute of his day. Oliver has turned in to the sweetest, most tender-hearted boy. He's always taking care of Amelia and loves to share and include her. He's also so obedient and quick to obey. He's also about the smartest little 6 year old I know. He absolutely loves to learn and asks such intelligent, thoughtful questions and then remembers everything we tell him! I can't believe how much he's grown up in the past year. <br />
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I know what you're thinking: that is one good-looking hyena cake! I know, I know. Christian thought it was an armadillo, Amelia thought it was a cow, but Oliver- who had requested a hyena cake- knew right away what it was. <br />
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We invited the neighbor kids to come and eat cake and ice cream with us, but we spent the rest of the day celebrating with just our little family.<br />
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And now, Oliver's first day of Kindergarten! It was really hard for me to say goodbye to him. He's my little boy after all, and it's hard to let go of that. But, he's really loved it so far and his teacher is fabulous.<br />
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And, after all that picture taking, Amelia wanted a few of her own with her new princess backpack.<br />
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One of the reasons I was excited to move to Texas was that I would be living a short 3 hours away from my twin sister, Rachel, in Dallas. We've been able to get our families together a few times already and it has been so much fun for us and for our kids. They came to visit us here at the beginning of August and Brian's Dad was generous enough to loan us his boat for the day so we could enjoy beautiful Belton Lake.<br />
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Preparing for a big day on the lake with a hearty breakfast. Amelia, Lauren, Oliver, Kate, and Taylor.<br />
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Kate was an old pro out there and wasn't scared in the least. Here she is with Oliver, Amelia, and Taylor.<br />
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We spent most of the day parked in coves where we swam and cliff jumped. It was SO, SO, SO much fun. I'm dying to go out again. <br />
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This was Eloise's inaugural trip to the pool. She loved kicking around and then got tired and practically fell asleep in her floatie.</div>
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Amelia was so tired one day that she nestled in the couch next to me and fell fast asleep.<br />
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Downtown Belton- after dinner we listened to a live band for as long as we could stand the heat and then posed for a pic in this wagon. Belton has such a cute little town right on a river.<br />
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We went to this reptile "show" at Christian's facility. This kid had all sorts of icky little creatures there and this was his final exhibit: an albino python. You had to pick my jaw up off the ground when he pulled this thing out.<br />
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Amelia "laying out" with Momma at the pool. (It was 7 <i>PM</i>.)</div>
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July was warm, warm, and hot. We spent a LOT of time at the pool and splash pads with friends. We got visits from my parents and the Sedgwicks, which we loved. Now on to August!</div>
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The kids made this "trampoline" for Eloise today. They were so proud of themselves.</div>
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While in Dallas last weekend for Kate's baptism, we went on morning walks with my Mom almost every morning. We found this GIANT frog on our last morning walk. I have never seen a frog even half this big in my life. It was so gross and it didn't help that it was also dead.<br />
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Eloise spending some time with Cousin Tessa at church while in Dallas for the baptism.</div>
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Fourth of July Parade in Belton. We had heard from some of the locals that it was a nationally rated parade so we were expecting big things. It was very small-town and there wasn't even any candy! It made me miss the Kaysville 4th Parade BIG time.<br />
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My parents spent a few days with us before going up to Dallas for the baptism. We visited the darling little town of Salado and my Dad stopped in this cute little antique shop.<br />
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My sweet, little, sleeping angel baby.</div>
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This is actually from when we were still in UT but I thought it was too cute to pass up.</div>
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This is also an oldie, but again, a goodie.</div>
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Eloise got to join Christian and I as we celebrated our 7 year anniversary. She was the perfect 3rd wheel.<br />
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We ate at the yummiest restaurant- La Duni in Fairview, TX. Rachel watched Oliver and Amelia so we could enjoy a night out on the town to celebrate 7 years:).<br />
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I am so proud of this amazing deal I got on hotwire: $58 for a 4 star hotel!!! It was such a nice hotel and we even got upgraded when we told them it was our anniversary. It was on the 20th floor with incredible views which Christian is taking in here.<br />
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Amelia and Oliver have definitely made the most of our apartment pool. We go swimming just about everyday and they love it. Amelia "remembered" how to swim a few weeks ago and she is our little fish in the water- a real natural.<br />
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Oliver is also an expert swimmer. He has gotten so good and loves it.</div>
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Getting ready to head to the pool, taking care not to forget the cowboy boots.</div>
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We went to Lake Belton for a dinner picnic a couple weeks ago. It was so beautiful and the kids have been begging to go back ever since.<br />
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Cow Appreciation Day! </div>
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I thought Chick-fil-A would be jam-packed, but we were some of the only customers there for Cow Appreciation Day. <br />
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In no particular order (because I can't figure out blogger right now and I'm too lazy) here's a little catch-up. We've had a really fun and very busy month or so here in TX. We've made 2 trips up to Dallas- the first for our anniversary and the second for Kate's baptism. My parents came to town to visit over the 4th. We've been swimming a ton and made some great friends here already. We still really like it here and the heat and humidity haven't been as bad as we thought they might be come July. Oliver and Amelia just finished swim lessons and did so good. Eloise is still the sweetest, most content baby around. I think that's it for now, but hopefully my posts will get a little more regular from here on out:).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-67701715356245308982012-06-25T19:17:00.000-06:002012-06-25T19:17:01.337-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If there were a way to freeze time, I might have frozen tonight. I was tired and a little worn down by the time dinner rolled around but I knew Christian would be working late so instead of making what I had planned for dinner, I asked the kids what they wanted to eat. I already knew the answer: pancakes. So, I whipped up a quick batch and started thinking about what I wanted to do for family night. For the past couple weeks, I had been really feeling like we needed to talk about <a href="http://www.lds.org/family/proclamation?lang=eng">"The Family: A Proclamation to the world."</a> The kids have been listening to a Scripture Scouts CD about it and I wanted to make sure they really knew what they were hearing on this CD everyday in the car. So, I decided that we would read it together as a family for FHE. I suspected that it might not go over all that well because 1)it's long 2) it has "big" words and 3) there are no pictures. But I plugged forward with the plan anyway, hoping for the best. We sang the song, <a href="http://broadcast.lds.org/churchmusic/Primary/PR_IfTheSavior_eng.mp3">"If the Savior Stood Beside Me"</a> for an opening and closing song because the kids are singing it for their cousin, Kate's baptism in a couple weeks. That song gets me every time. It's simple testimony is so inspiring. So after the song and opening prayer I began reading the Proclamation. As soon as the first few words came out of my mouth, I was immediately struck by it's power. I'll admit, it's been a long time since I've read it in it's entirety and I had forgotten how inspired it truly is. I tried to hold back the emotion as I read on. But, I was so overcome when I got to this paragraph:<br />
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<span class="dominant">"The family</span> is ordained of God. Marriage
between man and woman is essential to His eternal plan. Children are
entitled to birth within the bonds of matrimony, and to be reared by a
father and a mother who honor marital vows with complete fidelity.
Happiness in family life is most likely to be achieved when founded upon
the teachings of the Lord Jesus Christ. Successful marriages and
families are established and maintained on principles of faith, prayer,
repentance, forgiveness, respect, love, compassion, work, and wholesome
recreational activities. By divine design, fathers are to preside over
their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide
the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are
primarily responsible for the nurture of their children. In these sacred
responsibilities, fathers and mothers are obligated to help one another
as equal partners. Disability, death, or other circumstances may
necessitate individual adaptation. Extended families should lend support
when needed."<br />
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I cried because I felt the great responsibility I have as a mother to my sweet children. Mine is a solemn responsibility and I am so grateful for my calling. And, I cried because I know that I can only fulfill these obligations when I have the help of my Savior and His Atonement. I love being a mother and I love my family so much.<br />
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After I finished, I told Oliver and Amelia that I was crying because I knew the proclamation was from Heavenly Father and that if we follow His commandments in it, we will be able to live together as a family forever. It was such a special, spirit-filled moment and one that I hope I will remember for a long, long time. I could tell they felt it as well because they snuggled up to me and sat totally silent the entire time (rare).<br />
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After FHE, the sprinklers came on and the kids asked if they could go run through them. What better after-FHE activity?? I didn't even make them change in to their swimsuits which gave me major cool Mom points, I'm sure. <br />
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Sidenote: Oliver is supposed to be in bed right now and he keeps coming out of his room telling me he's hungry. Our rule is that once bedtime prayers are said and teeth are brushed that eating time is over (I realized that the kids will use hunger as an excuse to stay up later). He keeps telling me that he's going to die now b/c he's too hungry. "I'm going to die in the middle of the night, you No-Food-Giver." All of this at the end of our wonderful night just goes to show the highs and lows of motherhood. <br />
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We've moved to Texas, y'all (I can finally say that again without
being ridiculed.). After spending most of my life in the Dirty South,
I've finally returned to my roots. Christian got his first facility as a
SNF administrator in Temple, TX, so we moved about 3 weeks ago to
Central Texas to a little town called Belton. We really miss living
close to our Utah family and my kids frequently ask when they are going
to see their cousins and grandparents in Utah, but other than that, we
are loving it here. We live right next to a gorgeous lake that makes me feel like I'm on vacation all the time and it's green, hilly, and hot. VERY hot. Not as humid
as I thought it might be, though, which is great. We're living in an
apartment until we find/build a home. Anyway, we really are liking it
here so far and are excited to get out and explore more of Texas.<br />
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interesting fact: they have Texas Edition Chevrolets here. They are
bigger and brighter and they say "Texas Edition" all over them. I guess
everything CAN be bigger in Texas. Also, they have cowboy churches. Yep,
that's right. You might ask, "What's a cowboy church?" Good question.
Don't know. Oh, and Blue Bell ice cream. 'Nuf said.<br />
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I was really sad to move from Utah before my sister, Julie had her baby. We were scheduled to move about a week before she was due with Ezra. So, I was SO happy when she went in to labor like 2 days before we left! Yay! Ezra was the cutest newborn and he made the cutest little squeaky mouse noise. I got there about an hour after his arrival and it was so fun to hold such a fresh little one! Julie did awesome and is still doing awesome. She's going to be the best mom, mostly because she's had so much practice being the best aunt.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-14038510494428647612012-04-13T15:16:00.009-06:002012-04-13T20:57:22.653-06:00Eloise's Blessing and MoreThese past few weeks have been kind of a whirlwind. My parents came to town for Conference weekend and so we decided to bless Eloise at our house that Sunday between sessions. The night before, we threw Julie a baby shower with all our cousins. Then, I left on Monday for Dallas for the week to visit Rachel. It was a lot of fun even though I didn't do the best job of documenting it all.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6t28LnWiCdZpX3STO69nxk93SytgKspjqeWDxqao648Lt1Bzrur4k8P5jOhXYQk71XKwIIg4v5-SHmChA0W7_tA9u095ZEO1dfDM6zYs8wPZ-LgETysJ9997I02FwbYlrZoiENKUSv781/s1600/julies+shower.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6t28LnWiCdZpX3STO69nxk93SytgKspjqeWDxqao648Lt1Bzrur4k8P5jOhXYQk71XKwIIg4v5-SHmChA0W7_tA9u095ZEO1dfDM6zYs8wPZ-LgETysJ9997I02FwbYlrZoiENKUSv781/s320/julies+shower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731017537878712050" border="0" /></a>My beautiful cousin, Andrea, Jessica, and me<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj97RAlxyrH5KNTTNwfELzGAR4d9YhQvO8l9FdCLmXwzxZz4EohjC_snHxVtiXckGYHSL6RZVtavllJSLmzQhhuQnxaIwJHzsqOBAT4BhnKkfVDiiGsZr3lBwTE1qzOiTWli__dEoCQ4xe/s1600/eloise+blessing.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj97RAlxyrH5KNTTNwfELzGAR4d9YhQvO8l9FdCLmXwzxZz4EohjC_snHxVtiXckGYHSL6RZVtavllJSLmzQhhuQnxaIwJHzsqOBAT4BhnKkfVDiiGsZr3lBwTE1qzOiTWli__dEoCQ4xe/s320/eloise+blessing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731015361664750546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZnbIDjOU3qRIUry6JY5TY9RviTDLelamo3FEQU1qkWD9pFAEWns2vRmNvWngcXBcDlBlPMnd-1or2DL7hNRIl6D4_zSo-dt2f6KfoqfHsWkkuHFNtgWPIsClQHrjqbyjBgmYZI_-ElLJ/s1600/march+2012+045.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZnbIDjOU3qRIUry6JY5TY9RviTDLelamo3FEQU1qkWD9pFAEWns2vRmNvWngcXBcDlBlPMnd-1or2DL7hNRIl6D4_zSo-dt2f6KfoqfHsWkkuHFNtgWPIsClQHrjqbyjBgmYZI_-ElLJ/s320/march+2012+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731003883565824466" border="0" /></a>Eloise in her beautiful blessing dress that my sister Claire found at Marshall's years ago. It was stunning, and so was the baby inside it!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3R3YD00e04PV0E1vCCwKuPmkpH3Nmovo59Q-NzP7fh6DK8PmKYkjLlUVTvqaqrEb8SMLrg4vKme3jzokx5wZD56XML7bhzCfFIXySXKw_V8fEaDqVx8vRc998ZIyT7DcUXBPujxnJcMSE/s1600/march+2012+046.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3R3YD00e04PV0E1vCCwKuPmkpH3Nmovo59Q-NzP7fh6DK8PmKYkjLlUVTvqaqrEb8SMLrg4vKme3jzokx5wZD56XML7bhzCfFIXySXKw_V8fEaDqVx8vRc998ZIyT7DcUXBPujxnJcMSE/s320/march+2012+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731003875463856290" border="0" /></a>Sweet Baby Eloise prepping for the blessing<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNm48HQGfPl6Nuzdimy-UK7AeLcs82F8vA0ZFf8Kc4p6BoAUzQeKa0zt8-iAhuPBV9Y7qKT4JFCvFiAT5AJCE1tDegyyMN5eoAThMyOHdIP2KpRKzWferKuKRgokCQXfGhxENq1PfVL-KL/s1600/march+2012+048.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNm48HQGfPl6Nuzdimy-UK7AeLcs82F8vA0ZFf8Kc4p6BoAUzQeKa0zt8-iAhuPBV9Y7qKT4JFCvFiAT5AJCE1tDegyyMN5eoAThMyOHdIP2KpRKzWferKuKRgokCQXfGhxENq1PfVL-KL/s320/march+2012+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731003020966185282" border="0" /></a>A VERY proud Daddy. Christian did an amazing job of inviting the spirit before, during, and after the blessing. I'm so grateful for the man he is and the example he sets for our son.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKexnsP5P7VQpfn3VnJgPHmKgU7fB7KmZ3XGq2Jwk8NeVhnius45GxqkIhSD7jj4LBGbgyD19EOjwpK7huhZEc2PoJIdTQ7eTxssQCBer2B4gerXbApvCAmgKKDic4KjsUOMRPuDAmJDi-/s1600/march+2012+050.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKexnsP5P7VQpfn3VnJgPHmKgU7fB7KmZ3XGq2Jwk8NeVhnius45GxqkIhSD7jj4LBGbgyD19EOjwpK7huhZEc2PoJIdTQ7eTxssQCBer2B4gerXbApvCAmgKKDic4KjsUOMRPuDAmJDi-/s320/march+2012+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731003013591316226" border="0" /></a>The "Blessers:" Bishop Jones, Greg, my Dad, Christian, Ryan, David, Seth, and Dave<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj97RAlxyrH5KNTTNwfELzGAR4d9YhQvO8l9FdCLmXwzxZz4EohjC_snHxVtiXckGYHSL6RZVtavllJSLmzQhhuQnxaIwJHzsqOBAT4BhnKkfVDiiGsZr3lBwTE1qzOiTWli__dEoCQ4xe/s1600/eloise+blessing.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaOezyaygtyb4e1OzQuPYGhrTirZGcuLuaNmrNZB4FRNEYTEWO8gLCE4W9evTPnvhh_OmZlRX8y40Pu2HtBeWwObxqGV6oPpcIPAXnU9tkgs6WrTH4GGt0BzPvMMl6vPoGtMgvxMxrHwaI/s1600/eloise+blessing+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYhW2S3j0cqcsS5f1SkZojcv4chA6eKL7GvPlckf5S702NuiMsqNnQq5iahvwNCyY9DWQ3mXmysaZoEej7ebe74EF5bOf7GdbsjUhOF-mSgN9xLi6wnjM8oOvitu6iKnKXpeVLuacHEmyd/s320/march+2012+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731002987447379378" border="0" /></a>It's official: I'm a midget.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWKlev58uN4LVwQrB4rrVue91ZEFpYqrF-qiIF0amGyIHfaDPWx218Gp7-qxueMegudXViKd_Odr5wel3DLM1kSDo5YSLqohWOSTFOOp_qLSrjOhhgjiPXXVFKxUCIZu127xX4H1J7CRXk/s1600/march+2012+055.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvcRSjKOmB0PWXtJcaDQ6hINg_KoQCyi4PNdeMVqI2Wy-kz0KpWOEQ78Xmm3AfAlKmcvKYwKHBMAWcfnOqftcJ9Me1YovGC4kp28K7ch_Nh2z1y7NHsWAKQ_guwhMh0wWJ9g83B4Jv-P2/s1600/march+2012+056.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjriOFEu1lgfK8OicPPG2qHCKfB6bgTHvJGEf8Amuz1RhXs3X-5FNIkrOwUmxXBfaRKmiAIjUMGNjGY9Gu3qb0s4t3H9KaZ30VQmyatdvv5UurSrIxGR_BknC24KSbpXdeDPAGfutY64UBD/s320/march+2012+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730998246346503154" border="0" /></a>4 Generations: Mom, Grandma Lucille, me, and Eloise<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkafxNLu-rFzDvaWNZBTJfGszKFtAQndfZQ2iIyhWVTbuj2XTi57_iOlXvFsfTXWLvR3sPs4Y0IqH_6mNLfw8CQKg9B-0mazBtuIEt7pB38RxRTkllv1OJYJTEIB4vlXTG8qtfnqu2Kzj/s1600/march+2012+070.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkafxNLu-rFzDvaWNZBTJfGszKFtAQndfZQ2iIyhWVTbuj2XTi57_iOlXvFsfTXWLvR3sPs4Y0IqH_6mNLfw8CQKg9B-0mazBtuIEt7pB38RxRTkllv1OJYJTEIB4vlXTG8qtfnqu2Kzj/s320/march+2012+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730998229691690162" border="0" /></a>The one picture of my trip to Dallas: sweet Lauren holding Eloise. Lauren is a little angel and was right there helping me whenever I needed something. We had such a fun and relaxing time in Dallas. My Mom and JoLynn watched Oliver and Amelia and I took Eloise to meet her cousin, Tessa for the first time. They loved each other instantly:). Rachel was a perfect host and I even got to catch up with my first BYU roommate, Sheree and her new little baby.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMjKS5UHzpz-J_O206qamxcVUTnwJFgPPLzpU5P0TupEa9NopV9fS9yew6phkseYvjo68oVCBt4ZqDSVzhjZOmR22q58FZVmGdG02znxd_xlmmRKtGQj-yo4ZoJJtLYaAZgQ6TNW5CteiR/s1600/march+2012+073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMjKS5UHzpz-J_O206qamxcVUTnwJFgPPLzpU5P0TupEa9NopV9fS9yew6phkseYvjo68oVCBt4ZqDSVzhjZOmR22q58FZVmGdG02znxd_xlmmRKtGQj-yo4ZoJJtLYaAZgQ6TNW5CteiR/s320/march+2012+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730998219197851458" border="0" /></a>Christian is the Baby Whisperer<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-89392489897308290042012-03-22T15:46:00.005-06:002012-03-22T16:32:13.266-06:00Happy Pink Birthday Amelia!Our little Amelia turned 3 last week. The buildup for this day has been unprecedented. Amelia's been talking about her "pink birthday" for months and months. So, we had a lot to live up to and since I have sworn off friend parties for the next 10 years, we were going to have to make it special with just the 5 of us (and Seth and Julie and our neighbor, Kaylee). We decorated the kitchen with pink balloons and streamers and made pink pancakes for breakfast. She got to open one of her presents at breakfast- a pink dress to wear on her pink birthday. Then, for lunch we went to Chick-fil-A and came home and had pink princess cake. Then, we went swimming at an indoor pool. She loved all her new things (which included a LOT of pink stuff).<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXEjcFb8MFP_uF9aXj_ZniwoYC50_1NqMoeW_XW4UyHCzMJ8aTYYg6_BJVsH1-eLAlTfekIHXIhdpEDSP96rCRpYi5ruieTg7BwetZrhamVx8VOYpA3e9jljS5smyXWIxNCTBgeftMvy_/s1600/march+2012+032.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPXEjcFb8MFP_uF9aXj_ZniwoYC50_1NqMoeW_XW4UyHCzMJ8aTYYg6_BJVsH1-eLAlTfekIHXIhdpEDSP96rCRpYi5ruieTg7BwetZrhamVx8VOYpA3e9jljS5smyXWIxNCTBgeftMvy_/s320/march+2012+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722841757355822370" border="0" /></a>Helping Momma make pink pancakes. They were pinker than they looked.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY7SA5dBZQyqAzS9OXW3CERPJKykSW2D6Ccg6X7fF7N69joyKWg6c6FFugF3GmhgdbTD0muCAKat0YSCwls4TO08H_Yk3_YuB4RYJi8VgK6Sv8GN58q2_Ko7MIRRqMtNUtnbRkaZlVeQCV/s1600/march+2012+033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY7SA5dBZQyqAzS9OXW3CERPJKykSW2D6Ccg6X7fF7N69joyKWg6c6FFugF3GmhgdbTD0muCAKat0YSCwls4TO08H_Yk3_YuB4RYJi8VgK6Sv8GN58q2_Ko7MIRRqMtNUtnbRkaZlVeQCV/s320/march+2012+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722841745195080386" border="0" /></a>The pink decor<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5Qdr26_mN_wAgUgZCdbF4vLEoPSht2MeFe6v1mxhbdZqwfSDJFCwMREwbJ8q-jZRj8NoOb9kS_zEF1Q9BsVWd6wymQ0zIIGWXhB4_c3U4kvHDIxfiRHoVuhNTN2v0cWKZm2SdlHU4wEU/s1600/march+2012+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit5Qdr26_mN_wAgUgZCdbF4vLEoPSht2MeFe6v1mxhbdZqwfSDJFCwMREwbJ8q-jZRj8NoOb9kS_zEF1Q9BsVWd6wymQ0zIIGWXhB4_c3U4kvHDIxfiRHoVuhNTN2v0cWKZm2SdlHU4wEU/s320/march+2012+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722842642322184050" border="0" /></a>Chick-fil-A for lunch<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu08tHjtHrFS-MDfNtVfLuY1MNSv3NYgJE5h2wwDR6S9uc82ymQSe0y085D8hqhkOQBg47pL0tviBg3ObQ85ZkgsimTnyssoJubBjQKaTstbiKl4XpiiCsKoBIahQDPNtShswAfAGvmxtH/s1600/march+2012+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu08tHjtHrFS-MDfNtVfLuY1MNSv3NYgJE5h2wwDR6S9uc82ymQSe0y085D8hqhkOQBg47pL0tviBg3ObQ85ZkgsimTnyssoJubBjQKaTstbiKl4XpiiCsKoBIahQDPNtShswAfAGvmxtH/s320/march+2012+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722842625449918930" border="0" /></a>My only pic of the princess cake. Christian thought it was just a doll drowning in a pink cloud, but it was ball gown.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaLzCovCEBno2l2zyKWjn2BaVj19zF3lOjDpVdaSkerZYQzJKJlbfYD1RSpXG8egefoSE8y9rWNczD56QPmVFjTbA2G4gSW_vfNwOQNB9po2ZAOipJbpxLo5q2ED60CTpWMa60RfoU_xN/s1600/march+2012+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaLzCovCEBno2l2zyKWjn2BaVj19zF3lOjDpVdaSkerZYQzJKJlbfYD1RSpXG8egefoSE8y9rWNczD56QPmVFjTbA2G4gSW_vfNwOQNB9po2ZAOipJbpxLo5q2ED60CTpWMa60RfoU_xN/s320/march+2012+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722842612556364530" border="0" /></a>Amelia in her pink dress with her pink horse purse and cowgirl boots (compliments of Grandma Becky and Poppy).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_VYAiR81vqA03Y338SOvXcJA4wf6pqN6fyGhfgAeURZO_za61nOxfUeZuyw6W18CXNP7dQIxujAf9jHip9TGpKYdGvTmpS99pZ2Zzv12Y-i3eWiBqRp1hVpBqAXr_Kh89F1KgTGtK7Az/s1600/march+2012+026.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7_VYAiR81vqA03Y338SOvXcJA4wf6pqN6fyGhfgAeURZO_za61nOxfUeZuyw6W18CXNP7dQIxujAf9jHip9TGpKYdGvTmpS99pZ2Zzv12Y-i3eWiBqRp1hVpBqAXr_Kh89F1KgTGtK7Az/s320/march+2012+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722842605526348370" border="0" /></a>Showing off her fancy boots. She can hardly wait to take them horseback riding!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQGhKtz_9PgLPY9GlNvttd3rvfH2w4jliqi8rEdlysbMKtpWgWvIbpvsUuodKXWWqtcO5TeCOXJCD5ykCEw7Qe2DZpp_p_0jj7tzPgdj0FWfgxz810ybxL8MYZihAvbzI0PXk7AiER7UiQ/s1600/march+2012+027.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCXX172tGIh9Sw2KV44chYYt3wPLvk0zgVYq1-JWjytWX3GAK3DY8931ax_sBC1iibmEErA9GsywCmVItE3UWxrlxi8yioQ70DS53EGF76c3xIZKCuRrclDyOHBIP4-tsaKX6iuhU5Pmh/s1600/march+2012+035.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCXX172tGIh9Sw2KV44chYYt3wPLvk0zgVYq1-JWjytWX3GAK3DY8931ax_sBC1iibmEErA9GsywCmVItE3UWxrlxi8yioQ70DS53EGF76c3xIZKCuRrclDyOHBIP4-tsaKX6iuhU5Pmh/s320/march+2012+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722841735369534978" border="0" /></a>Lest we forget about this guy- Oliver was so excited to "snuggle" with Eloise this morning, he begged me to take a picture. Obviously, he shows a lot more reserve than Amelia when cuddling with his baby sister.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFwKotvylyle5ZTlVNMhOEwQTcCU9nvIHIOdkg4qcxBnbREIza9J6gjQ45bvUcV7dmVaKQ3RWZMpQzHY4RRCVCPStAF7C4z7EGgtB8YKAMcItfAdHylrBIgQ7iptUUylBanCN8e2RV9UL/s1600/march+2012+037.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpFwKotvylyle5ZTlVNMhOEwQTcCU9nvIHIOdkg4qcxBnbREIza9J6gjQ45bvUcV7dmVaKQ3RWZMpQzHY4RRCVCPStAF7C4z7EGgtB8YKAMcItfAdHylrBIgQ7iptUUylBanCN8e2RV9UL/s320/march+2012+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722841728803102946" border="0" /></a>11 weeks today!<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-64000352767384656382012-03-12T14:39:00.007-06:002012-03-12T15:06:37.503-06:00Potty Training and 2 MonthsIt feels like Spring here today and I am loving it! It's been a super mild winter, but when it starts to warm up here, I seriously get giddy inside. Oliver, who prays every night that he'll get to wear short-sleeves and shorts, was so excited to put on a short-sleeve shirt today! He's outside playing as I write this. I fully expect to not see him until dinner time. He made a "camp-site" in an empty lot by our house where he found an old (disgusting, but I'm biting my tongue in the name of imaginative play) lawn chair pad that he "sleeps" on and has arranged a pile of sticks in to a "fire." Amelia and he love to go out there and "camp." It made me remember my days of "camping" in our backyard growing up, though I think I remember it more as playing "being homeless." Weird how times change. Anyway, on to recent happenings...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgns93lzwot6nNC9PJYrRWma-zQy_lFlFLWM-wGdEHqt60_XEd8TvC9TNqi2LozHkaCgJKcSXD0BFf7gn2UzuoVHswEfVG964QMF5XyZzdd2v2ZCe53LRavkpDTlTnZfK4USDfitckw5_h8/s1600/feb+2012+045.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJv9pancuYVIg8EIZ3gW0tsbuvD3F0IyhDHPb79xDpVtgUpTYQTO0Mu1mGcc8UQB8GEAyFZxkU-14NcqpFlloyWNWzs8xzdHCY9gKsuEtSW5TDqPiizbNJa9GJ3wT-ePoD43sX1VKK16E/s1600/feb+2012+046.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJJv9pancuYVIg8EIZ3gW0tsbuvD3F0IyhDHPb79xDpVtgUpTYQTO0Mu1mGcc8UQB8GEAyFZxkU-14NcqpFlloyWNWzs8xzdHCY9gKsuEtSW5TDqPiizbNJa9GJ3wT-ePoD43sX1VKK16E/s320/feb+2012+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719115226335940450" border="0" /></a>Amelia's friend, Kailey, gave her this Spiderman (woman??) dress. Fits her like a glove, though it is a tad bit revealing.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupoGx_w0ojC34rdxoDBTIz1A9b0VhHeMTLpy6rQriGdsn1Do4C-hryXXnoIotS2bJL9Z9gYTJfgWzoTZNDHZAEPaiTPQzG7ua1BiZ4LX7ZyRZhnWiRoFhB0EPMdGDW2WNd6NS49pBgiLS/s1600/feb+2012+048.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupoGx_w0ojC34rdxoDBTIz1A9b0VhHeMTLpy6rQriGdsn1Do4C-hryXXnoIotS2bJL9Z9gYTJfgWzoTZNDHZAEPaiTPQzG7ua1BiZ4LX7ZyRZhnWiRoFhB0EPMdGDW2WNd6NS49pBgiLS/s320/feb+2012+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719115217554003650" border="0" /></a>Christian and I both joke that when Eloise sees Amelia coming, she gets really scared and with a fast wiggle and arm-wave, tries as hard as she can to get away. Amelia loves Eloise- sometimes a bit too much, as you can see from Eloise's face.:)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz-i8vvcW_Nrnd2t3c1WDkZrmv7CQAZDv_Eh33V0Ew8O1ThIkQvTL5PVVXYSfwinYN1frEVf8h08-EiJSUN0Oc9joGvD3QlJXR9FC9XZibbJyYRTEDONKIYdOCO2wRTATU7Dkyi1DDZEp/s1600/feb+2012+052.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz-i8vvcW_Nrnd2t3c1WDkZrmv7CQAZDv_Eh33V0Ew8O1ThIkQvTL5PVVXYSfwinYN1frEVf8h08-EiJSUN0Oc9joGvD3QlJXR9FC9XZibbJyYRTEDONKIYdOCO2wRTATU7Dkyi1DDZEp/s320/feb+2012+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719114657399120690" border="0" /></a>Oliver and I hit up Home Depot last weekend for their kids' workshop. We made this really cool car. It was so fun. They do it the first Saturday of every month and it's totally free and they make the coolest toys. I highly recommend it. So does Oliver.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDU1E7dqDpzmgvdUXDmDAO8DCO18NWa7p8h72RvUPIagmvvWOaevl13RSMdz7kRQ5aSXI9QnXe1SUTOLfvt0pdeZJRerEM5a_OwWMk6TeVNODLA4qNbqQwvYIiuEXBPIG4iuTwNuMsZQl/s1600/feb+2012+054.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaDU1E7dqDpzmgvdUXDmDAO8DCO18NWa7p8h72RvUPIagmvvWOaevl13RSMdz7kRQ5aSXI9QnXe1SUTOLfvt0pdeZJRerEM5a_OwWMk6TeVNODLA4qNbqQwvYIiuEXBPIG4iuTwNuMsZQl/s320/feb+2012+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719114645630311266" border="0" /></a>Amelia has discovered the power of the stool. The sky's the limit now with what she can get in to.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIuYBegSZvhqTYTIgm5IOC5M70Q1SxYg6BHM0HMck7xaCTC9Rzgaql_pxLrrnENcyI0DvKjbaAUOgRI_zbu8rBf6N8rsozusj2GrmH1xablNOowMJTm60Gjd-e-fgrRSpIbo_5g8_tZ7bv/s1600/feb+2012+055.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIuYBegSZvhqTYTIgm5IOC5M70Q1SxYg6BHM0HMck7xaCTC9Rzgaql_pxLrrnENcyI0DvKjbaAUOgRI_zbu8rBf6N8rsozusj2GrmH1xablNOowMJTm60Gjd-e-fgrRSpIbo_5g8_tZ7bv/s320/feb+2012+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719114639711808994" border="0" /></a>Sledding at the cabin in Sundance. We went up there and stayed with Davis and Melissa last Monday night and it was so nice and fun. We ate chili, sat in the hot tub for 3 hours, and unfortunately did not get around to roasting s'mores.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYzJN_HlwrmOpbnbw7KFmxrMHqGod14DsH_Sxgw-RzMRn3JtdLgoY2BivIKY7xQBAbZn2dl-N9IB9h-1PxzAe9Yo-kFhwvhPxAnv6bW7ptkPSxDsDaVX4WVVZg-dR3PNv0j7-4YL5bws0/s1600/feb+2012+056.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWYzJN_HlwrmOpbnbw7KFmxrMHqGod14DsH_Sxgw-RzMRn3JtdLgoY2BivIKY7xQBAbZn2dl-N9IB9h-1PxzAe9Yo-kFhwvhPxAnv6bW7ptkPSxDsDaVX4WVVZg-dR3PNv0j7-4YL5bws0/s320/feb+2012+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719114634040343698" border="0" /></a>Christian took the kids out for a few sledding runs before it got dark at the cabin.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhox5Z_UoDTTEWEz6DjN3dK0Upk8Zp_DL02Ba7SC_t6nlWKdtuRQwDQ2GsoNMiQYMrycquWmZ5J86flO4q7rNseSDWiHquOJ6r3UtSu6cMYM0fNsJvXWouKacPCmauKZ49YGggMLpfgQ7S8/s1600/feb+2012+061.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhox5Z_UoDTTEWEz6DjN3dK0Upk8Zp_DL02Ba7SC_t6nlWKdtuRQwDQ2GsoNMiQYMrycquWmZ5J86flO4q7rNseSDWiHquOJ6r3UtSu6cMYM0fNsJvXWouKacPCmauKZ49YGggMLpfgQ7S8/s320/feb+2012+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719114625563300002" border="0" /></a>Snuggle time on a Saturday morning watching Animal Planet with Daddy.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVF5KO05KlfuzwORkAE1q-tFzCpFU8zsWtbOIWdIIah7Sa5TW1WPj2jSUp0Ps27N0KMWCn3Vky72wZrLE3vb3WTEuYGx68c1kXmPCTHTmJ7PjXoJS5oZBbhV8HVKQqqLfh2lauadyQoZIa/s1600/march+2012+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVF5KO05KlfuzwORkAE1q-tFzCpFU8zsWtbOIWdIIah7Sa5TW1WPj2jSUp0Ps27N0KMWCn3Vky72wZrLE3vb3WTEuYGx68c1kXmPCTHTmJ7PjXoJS5oZBbhV8HVKQqqLfh2lauadyQoZIa/s320/march+2012+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719113713099080370" border="0" /></a>Eloise "waking up" for feeding time.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_DtwXkkB0VJtDfp_zXA1_yL1i8FGHQll6KhJLKQ98cFz4M1r4gcKvC3d7OOvUsxuMBIYDkaI4-b4r-kt3HmMQA3YI_9Rkqytv0dAvLFdkk_TOTIOW6eHlQlE0_n7qPd4ZKs5BGnv2LK6/s1600/march+2012+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq_DtwXkkB0VJtDfp_zXA1_yL1i8FGHQll6KhJLKQ98cFz4M1r4gcKvC3d7OOvUsxuMBIYDkaI4-b4r-kt3HmMQA3YI_9Rkqytv0dAvLFdkk_TOTIOW6eHlQlE0_n7qPd4ZKs5BGnv2LK6/s320/march+2012+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719113700844340882" border="0" /></a>Guess who's potty trained?? AMELIA!! Yeah! She earned this awesome Sleeping Beauty wand when she went a whole day without any accidents.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikjrsfukqVQ850Jf4znNl_6SJwFdGYJ7_50hzyUQvijLnz2RItWIj8ptTuIGbOmOdxLA5STIdmgusMIHcmUduJP_XKUxLNuMzlF-LsLsb0JHuxRRh3Um0RJf4QjXtWL-MShCJ-6HoBG9Bt/s1600/march+2012+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikjrsfukqVQ850Jf4znNl_6SJwFdGYJ7_50hzyUQvijLnz2RItWIj8ptTuIGbOmOdxLA5STIdmgusMIHcmUduJP_XKUxLNuMzlF-LsLsb0JHuxRRh3Um0RJf4QjXtWL-MShCJ-6HoBG9Bt/s320/march+2012+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719113688458691522" border="0" /></a>She loves going on the potty and seriously goes like 12 times a day. To say I hate this phase of toddler-ship is an understatement. Her hands are seriously dry and cracked from all the hand-washing.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDRYoLu14c-Oc94XNHDfryFomkgceEOygWuGnPHrSX5hIB_cUT2W6VoPr-cWSTQMBlyeOuNuhbSxWqyVB0FoflJooLkK-gzvfWwpbeqoldW4f00BtE1MqZ3dYGwSKJJHQ6r5KI6LFwTLa/s1600/march+2012+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDRYoLu14c-Oc94XNHDfryFomkgceEOygWuGnPHrSX5hIB_cUT2W6VoPr-cWSTQMBlyeOuNuhbSxWqyVB0FoflJooLkK-gzvfWwpbeqoldW4f00BtE1MqZ3dYGwSKJJHQ6r5KI6LFwTLa/s320/march+2012+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719113683513936146" border="0" /></a>2 months old<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEf3xHJz0ypBN2toGVH3-5smJiYceGsMyk3pqcItixqBn6r2eTnToSZsXQALPHYQrpm8GTeX-RICuwK1qxqE-8dZ6IpbkbOuG-dVg7VzdvCvore8PhyphenhyphenxUAPys3VVmSpaeeswn0sed-QOOa/s1600/march+2012+012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEf3xHJz0ypBN2toGVH3-5smJiYceGsMyk3pqcItixqBn6r2eTnToSZsXQALPHYQrpm8GTeX-RICuwK1qxqE-8dZ6IpbkbOuG-dVg7VzdvCvore8PhyphenhyphenxUAPys3VVmSpaeeswn0sed-QOOa/s320/march+2012+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719119061124318898" border="0" /></a>She's still the best baby and I'm still 100% in love.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-54312293705426651622012-02-17T14:12:00.005-07:002012-02-17T14:56:47.828-07:00California in February<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;">California in February is the perfect place. Well, at least it was last week. We went down because Christian had work there all week. We stayed with my sister, Jessica's family in San Juan Capistrano. They have lived there for 5 years and we have never been to their house. They live in the most beautiful neighborhood, tucked away against the hills, and their house is amazingly beautiful. They have a courtyard in the middle- something I've always wanted in my dream house some day. So, we got there Saturday night and had Soup Sunday with the Sedgwicks on Sunday. Their family is so fun and warm and interesting to talk with, so it was great times. The rest of the week, we went swimming in their hot tub, went on lots of walks, went to the beach a few times, and even had a beach bonfire, complete with tin foil dinners. It was a really nice, relaxing week and the weather could not have been more ideal. Jessica and Dave and their kids were the perfect hosts.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dZEYtOMTuxXGIzXIsTtAqhzMiMXuaCP7jCQtIi-pWmDrneB9t6dCmtcGLRn72zDBWPCE9KkbbRiw6yXgIur_KURzm2YAY5NGH1vtdunKe9ZbHvZKj9vXIcJkklvUVKoxVi66iQ_cWDWQ/s1600/feb+2012+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dZEYtOMTuxXGIzXIsTtAqhzMiMXuaCP7jCQtIi-pWmDrneB9t6dCmtcGLRn72zDBWPCE9KkbbRiw6yXgIur_KURzm2YAY5NGH1vtdunKe9ZbHvZKj9vXIcJkklvUVKoxVi66iQ_cWDWQ/s320/feb+2012+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710221740836759634" border="0" /></a>This is from January I think. Oliver and Amelia love to hold Eloise.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF-uWUu4bdog_bZ4l-vUOKGthyphenhyphenF-hKNZ5Tsdouxq5Yo9Wi6vVflFkTDSZuiAP3vaq7aM_yFqN-tLjlfc81uPyHZjCa8MUDp1K3fj5nu8q4ZPc_Z3JtswHcGb_Yyt6JDitDrOHGlyJWDHk6/s1600/feb+2012+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF-uWUu4bdog_bZ4l-vUOKGthyphenhyphenF-hKNZ5Tsdouxq5Yo9Wi6vVflFkTDSZuiAP3vaq7aM_yFqN-tLjlfc81uPyHZjCa8MUDp1K3fj5nu8q4ZPc_Z3JtswHcGb_Yyt6JDitDrOHGlyJWDHk6/s320/feb+2012+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710221726719754386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdxp0s1OVDLDdrngW8smLzLBG6noRoR8z6uZ-_qMb9pzZwEnO1vs2qPLfEXWl75XhXi56NJrhdM5MeW2BEeAo5f2GBOa8uGop7DUtmNnLJInxyv8ybTVQzdBhYnpslAbpFAdJ5ZkX34T1/s1600/feb+2012+009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPdxp0s1OVDLDdrngW8smLzLBG6noRoR8z6uZ-_qMb9pzZwEnO1vs2qPLfEXWl75XhXi56NJrhdM5MeW2BEeAo5f2GBOa8uGop7DUtmNnLJInxyv8ybTVQzdBhYnpslAbpFAdJ5ZkX34T1/s320/feb+2012+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710221715882108786" border="0" /></a>Cousin Lucy was really proud of this creation on Amelia. I thought it suited her perfectly. You can't really tell, but she has gobs of makeup on.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FxxPNMqjz8Z4MPRymajnYOZaCbo5O8KRCA9c0arfIBiU54V25JUyoLFIpzmgyYRZ76UlsEORcyWMU6HdrqjgpdHyusdPOT6TY3DJYoi3Lpg5vHqGp001cG8UGU_UDF69d5MKULOebt6x/s1600/feb+2012+028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6FxxPNMqjz8Z4MPRymajnYOZaCbo5O8KRCA9c0arfIBiU54V25JUyoLFIpzmgyYRZ76UlsEORcyWMU6HdrqjgpdHyusdPOT6TY3DJYoi3Lpg5vHqGp001cG8UGU_UDF69d5MKULOebt6x/s320/feb+2012+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710219467007503170" border="0" /></a>Sleeping at Laguna Beach.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnXkeScFafQgrUiV3NfwW-cbuI208Wov3BPkQSKvxNeYXhMpxH2SqUsDt2DAykRc3k2hpUYvcc8yT0gCjOe3JTw9CELT44If5aI-tdrXMHU9lEpJX7-PPASRnq0Ifyo76irBxNsiFjshgR/s1600/feb+2012+030.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnXkeScFafQgrUiV3NfwW-cbuI208Wov3BPkQSKvxNeYXhMpxH2SqUsDt2DAykRc3k2hpUYvcc8yT0gCjOe3JTw9CELT44If5aI-tdrXMHU9lEpJX7-PPASRnq0Ifyo76irBxNsiFjshgR/s320/feb+2012+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710219455318961522" border="0" /></a>Oliver building sand castles with Hannah.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvyLWgnVOkMmFFqvSzPxc8suDAC292KNF3FrPT9IkUw4oJ9UJkEf-lQO26DqLzCi3yDq1pUs0RS8eszy77680VW8Yz0ZvM1lvx9_-xCJSfbkdQLbz5zCcCBn9xr34x8T4nkrEMh-40rmJ/s1600/feb+2012+034.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcvyLWgnVOkMmFFqvSzPxc8suDAC292KNF3FrPT9IkUw4oJ9UJkEf-lQO26DqLzCi3yDq1pUs0RS8eszy77680VW8Yz0ZvM1lvx9_-xCJSfbkdQLbz5zCcCBn9xr34x8T4nkrEMh-40rmJ/s320/feb+2012+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710219449848797282" border="0" /></a>My kids LOVED their hot tub. It was perfect for them.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrCfHhhgAgyfbHRoLq-e6RerecbO7VbnFe5LlYrBJUkgvUk3IYFkCvTZf89lQZCS2rRtOmnkNufN7qYw9Am22ffHxcop1MaeJ5dr3FoMjasbrq5Cu9h4yqEdPpX_NP-oB4ePa8xJEAVJP/s1600/feb+2012+037.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOrCfHhhgAgyfbHRoLq-e6RerecbO7VbnFe5LlYrBJUkgvUk3IYFkCvTZf89lQZCS2rRtOmnkNufN7qYw9Am22ffHxcop1MaeJ5dr3FoMjasbrq5Cu9h4yqEdPpX_NP-oB4ePa8xJEAVJP/s320/feb+2012+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710216479060722098" border="0" /></a>I wish you could see Amelia's eyes better here. The goggles were a little too small, so while she was wearing them, one of her eyes was almost completely shut by the rims against them. So funny looking.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLToanBmybuYc7QxkurhInXZwXQn1ENkIQfqL71fIWfmPKZ9VcbNS-6XWkldaWfx4HdVk3nBT7BixAQCB2oO3tt23nQAUALCc8E_GsYIDTHbBpZJzc8E0RRL3w72khBPX3GoIhgLtg_7bF/s1600/feb+2012+038.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLToanBmybuYc7QxkurhInXZwXQn1ENkIQfqL71fIWfmPKZ9VcbNS-6XWkldaWfx4HdVk3nBT7BixAQCB2oO3tt23nQAUALCc8E_GsYIDTHbBpZJzc8E0RRL3w72khBPX3GoIhgLtg_7bF/s320/feb+2012+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710216468692323970" border="0" /></a>Amelia Bedelia and Hannah Banana.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKgrjfbSU6YlUWKb5QZdH_zT6OAoti7aJQm6tpCWRvVd3OCHCzfY05nJxOEzmbSvbPT27w6k7HELvjC874j9EqOrIwH56d3kxln04imYH3_t-Lyq3IjRBCpFm5YaAfwaDOcYnLQfXwzi-j/s1600/feb+2012+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKgrjfbSU6YlUWKb5QZdH_zT6OAoti7aJQm6tpCWRvVd3OCHCzfY05nJxOEzmbSvbPT27w6k7HELvjC874j9EqOrIwH56d3kxln04imYH3_t-Lyq3IjRBCpFm5YaAfwaDOcYnLQfXwzi-j/s320/feb+2012+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710221712678335586" border="0" /></a>Caleb and Oliver at the bonfire at Capo Beach.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw-SLad9WQWD8N3Kexhpb6fv-HOviakEaQ23EGLpsb1LVzBD7xSK3a0XV494hwwemD03X0uZbR9seB2cJe2TcwHqqMPFwISYcFk0rXtMsm4zEznKYLbVE8IQoslubOzx7v8oNUtBBWomb-/s1600/feb+2012+012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw-SLad9WQWD8N3Kexhpb6fv-HOviakEaQ23EGLpsb1LVzBD7xSK3a0XV494hwwemD03X0uZbR9seB2cJe2TcwHqqMPFwISYcFk0rXtMsm4zEznKYLbVE8IQoslubOzx7v8oNUtBBWomb-/s320/feb+2012+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710220787859927794" border="0" /></a>Amelia had a little run-in with the waves, so she is pants-less in this picture and it was really cold.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQEEEHin4xVZY4GB8tRn7LlVY7Av27f6OOBpkj5aMaat1svFEmlsWMCXzWNKV3hIjgwUW18FTPphxfOhTQsAXWVZDboAbUbT5z5veuPPXcG0R-SA_fbVW1MdfEgFXHG4xhjxkYkRdIQLu/s1600/feb+2012+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQEEEHin4xVZY4GB8tRn7LlVY7Av27f6OOBpkj5aMaat1svFEmlsWMCXzWNKV3hIjgwUW18FTPphxfOhTQsAXWVZDboAbUbT5z5veuPPXcG0R-SA_fbVW1MdfEgFXHG4xhjxkYkRdIQLu/s320/feb+2012+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710220761629937650" border="0" /></a>Yep, that's Oliver under there. He fell asleep after tin-foil dinners and s'mores.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKut7YPvtL4nN0VPiRna0ETO51uzhyRGDKTMU0OwGzh7UMIr-jrW0o8kggB1u1xBtVOAonlkETWrYNWCJHDjD1QMQyy07CzS5CVwmlmy55etMIUdfT2Xo36gxDYjPwK530v1lbQYarVBge/s1600/feb+2012+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKut7YPvtL4nN0VPiRna0ETO51uzhyRGDKTMU0OwGzh7UMIr-jrW0o8kggB1u1xBtVOAonlkETWrYNWCJHDjD1QMQyy07CzS5CVwmlmy55etMIUdfT2Xo36gxDYjPwK530v1lbQYarVBge/s320/feb+2012+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710220753290679474" border="0" /></a>Jess and I enjoying the heat of the fire. It got really cold there after the sun went down.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSVvKFh_swY6rmQ_QX8IETuAHNJw0bDKElWIBzMJ_r90UhneRfXWX4-T3jqV1K68AQSeDnCk3NFdmR6yA4ttJsRJ19unU1IEzOCrnt9OhpIabaTcKqsMmKtVI9uiqcoCPumI-xIZA0a5q/s1600/feb+2012+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSVvKFh_swY6rmQ_QX8IETuAHNJw0bDKElWIBzMJ_r90UhneRfXWX4-T3jqV1K68AQSeDnCk3NFdmR6yA4ttJsRJ19unU1IEzOCrnt9OhpIabaTcKqsMmKtVI9uiqcoCPumI-xIZA0a5q/s320/feb+2012+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710220738508954578" border="0" /></a>Uncle Dave<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHCPSk-e5QImkCi4iqExgiDQtlNRiF0t-yaKzxxAcdTM15f7iVcPHlIcJXCTnNxevSnXiFtO8zq2b2XZnH48CHFcx_NdOQhJKlYkG4M4lrVNn88rpx7YjNUfiGNPG2M9R4N7U32Igdtls8/s1600/feb+2012+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHCPSk-e5QImkCi4iqExgiDQtlNRiF0t-yaKzxxAcdTM15f7iVcPHlIcJXCTnNxevSnXiFtO8zq2b2XZnH48CHFcx_NdOQhJKlYkG4M4lrVNn88rpx7YjNUfiGNPG2M9R4N7U32Igdtls8/s320/feb+2012+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710219488323569442" border="0" /></a>The morning we went home to Utah, Lucy decided to break out her face-painting set and went to town on everyone. Oliver was first and got a full pirate face. It was so adorable. The next morning- not so much. A brillo pad wouldn't have even gotten that stuff off.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBmZxZNWxbGmw2NKQZlcDPKm91PuW1S5YmRurCWyt5DfJSxwziKwclK9QJJ5cxHVeAyC5gtRSO_b6AclEa1rUQvkvSM49JyhuS9SHSYZnJHfKG2dGyhrt5puJI17mJ5oZxlr_FKf-5r9IW/s1600/feb+2012+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBmZxZNWxbGmw2NKQZlcDPKm91PuW1S5YmRurCWyt5DfJSxwziKwclK9QJJ5cxHVeAyC5gtRSO_b6AclEa1rUQvkvSM49JyhuS9SHSYZnJHfKG2dGyhrt5puJI17mJ5oZxlr_FKf-5r9IW/s320/feb+2012+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710220726356843522" border="0" /></a>Maddi with Amelia and Oliver. Oliver loved being a pirate for a day.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJ0ZYYvrX_3f8K2yFz6wa_T4kC1TT7zjI30NsE5khHfXddlZdni1D3IrEhd-8hpCBuO6yLyayfCMJBLT3fwpCVe3Hh5-YBeAiiRSFkmvpO2B-hqlXrH9nitrMpcSvp42nTfrfb2Q-rhZM/s1600/feb+2012+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJ0ZYYvrX_3f8K2yFz6wa_T4kC1TT7zjI30NsE5khHfXddlZdni1D3IrEhd-8hpCBuO6yLyayfCMJBLT3fwpCVe3Hh5-YBeAiiRSFkmvpO2B-hqlXrH9nitrMpcSvp42nTfrfb2Q-rhZM/s320/feb+2012+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710219476818633522" border="0" /></a>All the Sedgwick cousins with their new faces- mostly very nice Spanish-looking mustaches.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Eh-C_FLKPi85PLXZns3NfM93jRq6U_fiAPU6aqmoGl2XDzrncvLbKVq2nIjZgS3lv3KvwXILmHbb_JA3TRR2UWr85prk0uIGPNX8dZL6QaHJTpRdcXwsxVau-QKkGucHfdVMzItCec-6/s1600/feb+2012+039.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Eh-C_FLKPi85PLXZns3NfM93jRq6U_fiAPU6aqmoGl2XDzrncvLbKVq2nIjZgS3lv3KvwXILmHbb_JA3TRR2UWr85prk0uIGPNX8dZL6QaHJTpRdcXwsxVau-QKkGucHfdVMzItCec-6/s320/feb+2012+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710216448503768274" border="0" /></a>This is Eloise as of this afternoon. 6 weeks + one day old.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1OZiMrQmzswZ3HeGYZi5hhKTa09xH_OcovzTbFrghQ4jVtIhSeeJ4ovp1IO_06X-LPc-WMICaEIrvDa6rv7_f6zeh4XDd4RhAypb08c0C-b2d8ttw8-I2FXWh6d4DuluWwNefc4SL5fE/s1600/feb+2012+042.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1OZiMrQmzswZ3HeGYZi5hhKTa09xH_OcovzTbFrghQ4jVtIhSeeJ4ovp1IO_06X-LPc-WMICaEIrvDa6rv7_f6zeh4XDd4RhAypb08c0C-b2d8ttw8-I2FXWh6d4DuluWwNefc4SL5fE/s320/feb+2012+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710216440369897714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iab4Iq8iK5SMzpzVJdnxf0nmhAvMSW6V9YVysnvLFOkSQU81MNXWIkxhmwZIzk3RR55r1Zlsshq94K-QdJT3iIzthyQJ8VDau-s5cbT2H-hU50UaOsKY4wE1mxMQ2E1FgsgNGkc5dYNC/s1600/feb+2012+044.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8iab4Iq8iK5SMzpzVJdnxf0nmhAvMSW6V9YVysnvLFOkSQU81MNXWIkxhmwZIzk3RR55r1Zlsshq94K-QdJT3iIzthyQJ8VDau-s5cbT2H-hU50UaOsKY4wE1mxMQ2E1FgsgNGkc5dYNC/s320/feb+2012+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710216432413791650" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-2303639609808079512012-02-17T13:46:00.004-07:002012-02-17T14:12:26.409-07:00January<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrqFi-KnMI4snBfHKqcdgzKCkDctbWX7BOFBk4dUGz9np_Lo4S8L-R_kGp4WAqDirpZPqMmxKyD58zKJpGelQrADw0Kcd3gC4negSov2uCyQlAcXSd_EEdg4PD9T_pEuUW9CBpxufZW7P/s1600/jan+2012-3+091.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 2px; height: 1px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfrqFi-KnMI4snBfHKqcdgzKCkDctbWX7BOFBk4dUGz9np_Lo4S8L-R_kGp4WAqDirpZPqMmxKyD58zKJpGelQrADw0Kcd3gC4negSov2uCyQlAcXSd_EEdg4PD9T_pEuUW9CBpxufZW7P/s320/jan+2012-3+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710211139394282594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHewKS7VRNwGwbVB1fQ_zpbXgbVoJ38VektYlsvOQZSgt_K_RJkQ8-cWkGhyphenhyphenwMDN_bErPennZwhL50o5aLQVvMwmYhKRQTkbsE4dJiz85PGjoTLZtJ2b-GiRGcbcpzZAv1vaEdQ5pA_v5Q/s1600/jan+2012-3+092.jpg"><br /></a>Whew- I know it's been a while, but we have been busy. Here's to the end of January!! Woohoo!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHewKS7VRNwGwbVB1fQ_zpbXgbVoJ38VektYlsvOQZSgt_K_RJkQ8-cWkGhyphenhyphenwMDN_bErPennZwhL50o5aLQVvMwmYhKRQTkbsE4dJiz85PGjoTLZtJ2b-GiRGcbcpzZAv1vaEdQ5pA_v5Q/s1600/jan+2012-3+092.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN2dFC4U0mNmqlDTfipkjBrzM7b47Ty7xdSYl3h4n-64N5vGON4tLfI2BtCl4pCD_soerMhpkCx6RRfJ8xuQprEUAxPAmeu4-I4pZjtocww8XnG9149V8aySpcuWshijx1MJ1_VaQW9VEp/s1600/jan+2012-3+095.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN2dFC4U0mNmqlDTfipkjBrzM7b47Ty7xdSYl3h4n-64N5vGON4tLfI2BtCl4pCD_soerMhpkCx6RRfJ8xuQprEUAxPAmeu4-I4pZjtocww8XnG9149V8aySpcuWshijx1MJ1_VaQW9VEp/s320/jan+2012-3+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710211115767522562" border="0" /></a>The is the ONE day we got snow this winter. Amelia complained because it was too "hot," meaning the sun was really bright. Hence, the awesome neon glasses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrvd6wfJ23beJu4cfM05OxboH3KDLNaTDiU_ddVxpXt9QC-_rbfm2KCsVIraxAmVTH3kcINyKDR4SZRcdgWd4FNXxSz9sfVnRrUmZglh45F-dLcuyNESszgXMx6myRPXUeo_1Hp0IT4wL/s1600/jan+2012-3+099.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxrvd6wfJ23beJu4cfM05OxboH3KDLNaTDiU_ddVxpXt9QC-_rbfm2KCsVIraxAmVTH3kcINyKDR4SZRcdgWd4FNXxSz9sfVnRrUmZglh45F-dLcuyNESszgXMx6myRPXUeo_1Hp0IT4wL/s320/jan+2012-3+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710210626066286930" border="0" /></a>We built a snowman. This was so much fun and the kids loved dressing him up. We named it Linda (or Winta, as Amelia says it), courtesy of Amelia's new imaginary friend.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimfOBY16raQPSdRc-y2rXUcVMX-FL20O5b1CDcHHRPFc3sr7cnBNMohYGmq-cbD4w68pzvNlJg2_7UZ6R36wixDQgJZ6ixqmrSkqa1x9jQDM-CEB_OvaSe63aabzl4VsmdK7ffz7ui5t0j/s1600/jan+2012-3+100.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimfOBY16raQPSdRc-y2rXUcVMX-FL20O5b1CDcHHRPFc3sr7cnBNMohYGmq-cbD4w68pzvNlJg2_7UZ6R36wixDQgJZ6ixqmrSkqa1x9jQDM-CEB_OvaSe63aabzl4VsmdK7ffz7ui5t0j/s320/jan+2012-3+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710210615115549010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFB_Lni8sxZ3pvaRJKwSjDI3DbROxEG9FvlMAZXh-QNgA_1NO-CBNSJZ4F9O7m33unIxSCTDrZuQfxeiQsiUm8M6D5XLVvxgfnudnWH320lU0POaM_XSfr8EIMt8RGaMitA16T__MNxPty/s1600/jan+2012-3+101.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFB_Lni8sxZ3pvaRJKwSjDI3DbROxEG9FvlMAZXh-QNgA_1NO-CBNSJZ4F9O7m33unIxSCTDrZuQfxeiQsiUm8M6D5XLVvxgfnudnWH320lU0POaM_XSfr8EIMt8RGaMitA16T__MNxPty/s320/jan+2012-3+101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710210596135435186" border="0" /></a>Oliver is a pro at making snow angels.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl7EhBQt8WefPisa52hc89liY86T3GUoI8PD9RL6EJIXfFQrHL3q3tXelwaiTuYPIxGmL2dnO1SjLv5nq-mxUn_jcMqksN0psJI-kUf5b50cPVk_gr2X6jBv9ZgI0T9lIzWR9yAEne3kzp/s1600/jan+2012-3+102.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl7EhBQt8WefPisa52hc89liY86T3GUoI8PD9RL6EJIXfFQrHL3q3tXelwaiTuYPIxGmL2dnO1SjLv5nq-mxUn_jcMqksN0psJI-kUf5b50cPVk_gr2X6jBv9ZgI0T9lIzWR9yAEne3kzp/s320/jan+2012-3+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710210587572715842" border="0" /></a>And here's the real reason for the "busy-ness:" Eloise. She really is the most perfect baby, though. She started sleeping through the night at 4 weeks. Eats like a champ, poops like a champ, and the rest of the time just sits there peacefully. I will say that she throws up a LOT. But, if that's her only flaw, I'll take it.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qQhdf0IknqNOtvfb85YjjfEYEQMA_fsK2nbeX4NqcYzEjy8O3_VOYn2QjXpa7DHQob6E65Gy5LeUddWt35asetPi8pLuraLDjWfiStxJ2U6NsCs9EJm3C6Z4BzX2RNDw9Co3GCBDNVPD/s1600/jan+2012-3+103.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qQhdf0IknqNOtvfb85YjjfEYEQMA_fsK2nbeX4NqcYzEjy8O3_VOYn2QjXpa7DHQob6E65Gy5LeUddWt35asetPi8pLuraLDjWfiStxJ2U6NsCs9EJm3C6Z4BzX2RNDw9Co3GCBDNVPD/s320/jan+2012-3+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710210578751857826" border="0" /></a>I think this was probably around 2 weeks??<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-7440660847478272612012-01-27T13:05:00.006-07:002012-01-28T15:31:45.087-07:00EloiseMy friend, Amber, does photography as a hobby and she is SO talented and offered to take some pics of Eloise. She was 5 days old. And, she was a little stinker for the shoot- literally. She pooped 4 times during the session and peed countless times. So, even though she wasn't as sleepy and content as a little newborn usually is, Amber still managed to capture some great ones.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU1m9dz9DGJYNaQObrkREMr03bq3WA_VI4Wm6DZkHtuPI8jH0_dGJ-e1XTHj3sdaCH7y5NjkXjq-R4os8HWpSYdnfZgxXbg5rLbQMGVWUq9hw_wCZw7XyrqIwNqUEBugeljJIp1S3ZarSS/s1600/eloise+pro+pics+027.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU1m9dz9DGJYNaQObrkREMr03bq3WA_VI4Wm6DZkHtuPI8jH0_dGJ-e1XTHj3sdaCH7y5NjkXjq-R4os8HWpSYdnfZgxXbg5rLbQMGVWUq9hw_wCZw7XyrqIwNqUEBugeljJIp1S3ZarSS/s400/eloise+pro+pics+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702808965722411186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyiKsh1AN37CwCUo4Rv3Pzucb8_duYCHHyo_q0dGM7q0yhuWtBQ7H-Rr2VGl4sQLYKTUAYfKB8ea7iMGtmzpNe244T4na4xIlBwfSvrHmIl-lwiIi3UZ7ENqOe8ZxCN2izVIVdjVdkVYhL/s1600/eloise+pro+pics+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyiKsh1AN37CwCUo4Rv3Pzucb8_duYCHHyo_q0dGM7q0yhuWtBQ7H-Rr2VGl4sQLYKTUAYfKB8ea7iMGtmzpNe244T4na4xIlBwfSvrHmIl-lwiIi3UZ7ENqOe8ZxCN2izVIVdjVdkVYhL/s400/eloise+pro+pics+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702813904824138146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84Lx3W0NliomdLpWdRaaskkJ5Y8YgCvCsikPKQ0Cr9Ruvnb3LM1eOcAD7uqNX-S4xqYtNvlGZ2hyLSMMyoG5AMH8REscdD5dIsQqkITTCfA6Yh27pBn3T4LpKBeGotc7Pz-djkvl5VDQf/s1600/eloise+pro+pics+009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh84Lx3W0NliomdLpWdRaaskkJ5Y8YgCvCsikPKQ0Cr9Ruvnb3LM1eOcAD7uqNX-S4xqYtNvlGZ2hyLSMMyoG5AMH8REscdD5dIsQqkITTCfA6Yh27pBn3T4LpKBeGotc7Pz-djkvl5VDQf/s400/eloise+pro+pics+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702812642096879490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdN32x8j6U6AthQ36vnHZ7GFufgfT9b6wsaurUWG37z-F_Opl4_giqqfKtjDaH3SjNd0OmIhf89Bvwo8Zt9rLF0J1O6AmQjMjhNQkLfEOQrC-f6Pa7bV85JFpb7EDMktsgOxGl94tj2r0C/s1600/eloise+pro+pics+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdN32x8j6U6AthQ36vnHZ7GFufgfT9b6wsaurUWG37z-F_Opl4_giqqfKtjDaH3SjNd0OmIhf89Bvwo8Zt9rLF0J1O6AmQjMjhNQkLfEOQrC-f6Pa7bV85JFpb7EDMktsgOxGl94tj2r0C/s400/eloise+pro+pics+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702809704709324626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU1m9dz9DGJYNaQObrkREMr03bq3WA_VI4Wm6DZkHtuPI8jH0_dGJ-e1XTHj3sdaCH7y5NjkXjq-R4os8HWpSYdnfZgxXbg5rLbQMGVWUq9hw_wCZw7XyrqIwNqUEBugeljJIp1S3ZarSS/s1600/eloise+pro+pics+027.jpg"><br /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-32732780048174759742012-01-11T15:57:00.009-07:002012-01-12T16:23:05.335-07:00Introducing...Where do I begin? Seriously. Because Eloise's birth story is a little bit of a saga. I'm recording this for posterity's sake, so it's going to be a long one.<br /> It all began when I was 36 1/2 weeks. I went to my regular OB appt. and my Dr. told me that my baby was vortex (head down position). I gasped b/c I had been told with my bicornuate uterus that my babies would always be breech and I would always have to have c-sections. I asked my Dr. if she would consider delivering me VBAC (vaginal birth after c-section) since I had had two previous c-sections. Her answer was an unwavering "No, it's too dangerous." I cried the whole way home. Why would this baby be head down? I just couldn't believe that this wasn't meant to be in some way.<br /> I got on the computer as soon as I got home and did some research and found that the ACOG (American Congress of OB/GYN's) had recently changed their stance on VBACs. It used to be that you could only have a VBAC after ONE c-section, but now they were saying that it was okay after TWO c-sections. I was elated and I really felt like it was meant to be that I try for a VBAC. I did some research on Utah Dr.'s that might deliver my baby, but with no luck. I thought to call my neighbor, Jennifer, a nurse midwife, to see if she knew of anyone. She basically said that it just wasn't done in Utah. I was a little heartbroken, but couldn't completely give up hope yet.<br /> Two days later, Jennifer came over and told me she had been thinking about me and decided to contact one of her old employers at Utah's newest and largest hospital to see if she would at least consider me for a VBAC. And, she said she would! I was SOOO excited. She even helped me get an appt. with a perinatologist a few days later. It was a little miracle. So, I switched OB's and hospitals at 37 weeks plus one day. Keep in mind that Oliver was born at 38 weeks and Amelia was born at 38 1/2 weeks. I knew I was taking a risk, but it felt like something I HAD to at least try for.<br /> 38 weeks came and went, and then 39 weeks and I still wasn't dilated AT ALL. I started to get worried. Was my body really capable of going in to labor on its own? That was the question that occupied just about my every thought for 3 weeks. If I didn't go in to labor on my own, I would have to have another c-section as they don't do pitocin (labor-inducing drug) on VBACs. Every day I would think, "Today is the day, I just know it." Then, I would wake up the next morning and say the same thing. It was a VERY, VERY long and emotional waiting game. I literally felt like my life was on hold for 3 weeks. I was stressing myself out like crazy (which didn't help the dilating process at all). I don't know how women who deliver vaginally do this with every birth. The "not knowing" part killed me. Suffice it to say that I learned some serious patience and also to let go of some control in my life.<br /> To add to all this stress, we had met our deductible with our insurance company and it was to start all over again on Jan 1st. We were also getting all new insurance with Christian's new employer. So, I was really anxious to have this baby before the new year. My official due date was Jan. 3rd but since I had delivered my other babies early, I thought that I wouldn't have an issue with delivering before the new year. On Dec. 29th, as I went to bed, my low back started hurting. I started timing my contractions and they were coming in at 10 min. apart and then all of the sudden, at 3 min. apart. I knew I had to get to the hospital fast considering my high risk situation. Christian called my visiting teacher and she came and stayed with my kids until Christian's Mom took over. We rushed to the hospital. I was 39 1/2 weeks so I knew this was the real thing, even though I wasn't dilated at my OB appt. the previous day. They monitored me and baby from about 1 am until 4am and I was having strong contractions every 2-3 minutes. BUT, I just wasn't dilating. I was exhausted, but I couldn't sleep for the pain. The last time they checked me I was still at a 0, but 95% effaced. They gave me some morphine and let me sleep and when I woke up, the contractions were all but gone. So, they sent us packing. I can't tell you how disheartening it is to go to the hospital, thinking you're going to have a baby and then to be sent home. Ugh. So, back to the waiting game.<br /> New Years came and went. On my official due date, Jan. 3rd, I decided to call our new insurance company and make sure that I was covered with my Dr. and at the hospital I was planning to deliver at. The representative I talked to told me I wasn't covered at that particular hospital. I had a panic attack. After all this waiting, emotional investment, stress, and hard work, was I really just out of luck? I called the hospital and begged them to make an exception for me. To make a long story short, it turns out the rep. I talked to was mistaken and that I was in fact covered at the hospital I planned on delivering at. That was a long, emotional couple of hours, but I was so glad that we got it all figured out. When I went in for my OB appt. later that same day, I had high hopes. But, once again, I was not dilated AT ALL. That was Tuesday. On Wednesday, I felt like I grew 5 inches in my belly and I was so exhausted all day. Even my Dad said I looked bigger. I went to bed Wednesday night, expecting it to be just another regular night. I wasn't feeling anything unusual. At around 4am, I felt a small gush of water (sorry if that's too much info) but was kind of out of it, so I didn't realize what was happening. I woke up again about 30 minutes later, this time feeling very wet. I woke Christian up and told him my water had broken. We got dressed and rushed out of the house, leaving my kids with my parents who had arrived 4 days earlier. My contractions started as soon as I sat down in the car. They were about 4-5 minutes apart and incredibly painful. The hospital was about 25 minutes away and it seemed like an eternity before we got there. I was soaking wet at this point, gushing water with every contraction. I ran in to the labor and delivery unit, checked in, and this is where the story gets interesting. They hooked me right up and our nurse came in and checked to see if I was dilated. She looked up at me and exclaimed, "You're fully dilated, I can feel the anterior lip!" I might have let out a little scream at that point. How does one go from a 0 to a 10 in one day??!! She called for the anesthesiologist and he was rushed in and gave me what was probably the fastest epidural of his career. Oh, and in the mean time, this same nurse attempted to put the IV in (which, in my opinion, is the worst part of giving birth). After two very painful failed attempts, she called in another nurse to do it. This second nurse got it in right away, no problem. After the epidural the first nurse asked the second nurse to double check to see if I was really at a 10. I'll never forget the look on her face when she looked up and said, "You're not even at a 1, I just made you a 1. You're going to be here all day." Wow. Christian left the room for a few minutes and the next thing I knew, the first nurse was being asked to leave the room. She had clearly shown us that she did not belong in the labor and delivery unit, or maybe in a hospital at all.<br /> Not 15 minutes later, alarms started going off and the OB came in (whom I was meeting for the first time) and stood at the end of my bed. She looked up at me and without the slightest bit of hesitation or trepidation said, "We're going to do a c-section now" and then walked out. I didn't know what was going on, but I just started bawling. Everything I had hoped for for the last 3+ weeks was all for nothing and there was NOTHING I could do about it. Apparently, the cord was wrapped around the baby's neck and her heart rate was dipping with every contraction. They said they couldn't let me labor all day like this, especially considering I was only at a 1. They wheeled me in to the OR, suited Christian up, and started the surgery. It all happened so fast and I knew I had to be strong, because after all, I was having a baby! <br /> Christian was by my side the entire time, comforting me and giving me little updates. He watched the whole c-section. As soon as she came out and I heard that first scream, I was overcome once again with emotion. There is nothing like that noise. I immediately felt so much love for her. Everyone in the OR was saying, "She's so cute!" They took her and washed her up, checked her, and then brought her over to me. She was so cute. I can't tell you how much I loved her from the very first moment I looked at her precious little face. I felt like the happiest, luckiest person in the world. I had a healthy, beautiful baby girl. The next few hours and days were a blur, but some of the happiest of my life. When I have a baby, I really feel like I am the luckiest person in the whole world to have been given such a gift from Heavenly Father. That He trusts me with one of His precious children is such an incredible and humbling blessing.<br /> So, we're officially a family of 5. Eloise Rebecca was born on Jan. 5th (40 weeks plus 2 days) at 7:43 am. She weighed in at 7 lbs, 12 oz. and was 20 1/2 inches long. She is the most beautiful little baby. I am totally and completely in love.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKtUAyyIHqDdkL7if00fx86qXWcvDYZ8m3rqHoE_Z-jKGuOcXwofwvbZCWsTWffzdDUp_7SOe7L8ZY228dLsjK5vGacZgSPIRvcPCLy_POwVWXTO2CQODdovbUIQr51MOLV2R3s33QPH9/s1600/jan+2012-3+035.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKtUAyyIHqDdkL7if00fx86qXWcvDYZ8m3rqHoE_Z-jKGuOcXwofwvbZCWsTWffzdDUp_7SOe7L8ZY228dLsjK5vGacZgSPIRvcPCLy_POwVWXTO2CQODdovbUIQr51MOLV2R3s33QPH9/s400/jan+2012-3+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696852256006818306" border="0" /></a>Only seconds old.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNpYKhwJxqn4aH_6fU7bNUqXpj7HqLBH4NfGYV-4YuUU_mcEkkv3Zv2uZTx8jYwOw8VvNbkRG3Z4__1bBiouAhHoVDplKBukWhPY2gjtajLs0_R_9Ew_e0pnSJ2e5SHysLLRCWS2j2cIEw/s1600/jan+2012-3+045.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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Amelia was beside herself with happiness. Oliver took a second to warm up, but is now totally in love and will just stare at her for minutes on end while she sleeps.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmFsFFQ50EO0y3TQp6SjDn__A6EyhwjQG9-FSdzs2h7lbDCSqBYErFrE7MBe0mntomxuuXjFyh_JqR7Te39pB1VTnzNJ04kvKw5LNOcbkinlibB42mdjQBLtv-wgXAh-S7I-serfUWUTS/s1600/jan+2012-3+068.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmFsFFQ50EO0y3TQp6SjDn__A6EyhwjQG9-FSdzs2h7lbDCSqBYErFrE7MBe0mntomxuuXjFyh_JqR7Te39pB1VTnzNJ04kvKw5LNOcbkinlibB42mdjQBLtv-wgXAh-S7I-serfUWUTS/s400/jan+2012-3+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696851639383845330" border="0" /></a>Grandma has, once again earned herself a "Grandma of the Year Award" for taking care of me and the kids this past week. She's hung in there like a champ.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMVDCCgSYrSU3Kc3eIoe4CP2vUkNAT9zPO2J2b66Sl2b5pv5caMmM3Xtp-EhBKDlecBpR5M9rPrvYsFtsrkEVcw7Q-3mlmoh6db6CaHkmK0ZN8Y5PHQErlSEkRZPQ3J0yBKbtP2BrGRvn/s1600/jan+2012-3+073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMVDCCgSYrSU3Kc3eIoe4CP2vUkNAT9zPO2J2b66Sl2b5pv5caMmM3Xtp-EhBKDlecBpR5M9rPrvYsFtsrkEVcw7Q-3mlmoh6db6CaHkmK0ZN8Y5PHQErlSEkRZPQ3J0yBKbtP2BrGRvn/s400/jan+2012-3+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696851613525638690" border="0" /></a>Amelia loving Eloise's pink bow- the very first thing she noticed about the new baby.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Dxnst-8bGOfdYQX-L_a6J4__4HxBm9rDpYqrriTrx1hgZ_6dEuPgULwK-KXAjXdw4MGcaaFfRruMraDV4uy3wEDP3uBk6ym4WFz2s3mbVzo6aGg10zMUMZE6lmvRFf2eV7CYombU7l0C/s1600/jan+2012-3+079.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIrHuwPJhhlxO6WmMOGnHIOXOOD6c6Lt2YGyoU9xI4DU3ufmrA3O0bnJU8QjOBkHhIuXMOHzFy-kjmDVErP1D4MQw0IL6AmF0Vj2gK9lm9JJdD-zkfsAtmqMFEhCxm6YwxBR8sZp3X9nux/s400/jan+2012-2+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696514668615491026" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-15537321491908151412012-01-11T15:39:00.003-07:002012-01-11T15:55:11.481-07:00ChristmasI couldn't put up a post about the new baby without first doing Christmas. So, here's a snapshot of the big day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9j7f8SFbaGTMEbTOLlOaMSXQkRA3fIKEDrP3GkteTcT6DQJ7GbFShJXI4bqTK2z5zV3YcapAiqk5q31IhvY7x0-oA0RnVe25YRSrhNW_qYWePkcCTzDVtMXa8EXPHGq0Q_rz2IrIOoIzB/s1600/dec+2011-3+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9j7f8SFbaGTMEbTOLlOaMSXQkRA3fIKEDrP3GkteTcT6DQJ7GbFShJXI4bqTK2z5zV3YcapAiqk5q31IhvY7x0-oA0RnVe25YRSrhNW_qYWePkcCTzDVtMXa8EXPHGq0Q_rz2IrIOoIzB/s400/dec+2011-3+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508781736620210" border="0" /></a>Davis and Melissa came over for Christmas Eve dinner and brought Oliver and Amelia some gifts that they loved (cars for O and princess jewelry for A).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfx7T-Sa7tEWqEP7X_1GgZPY7Y-marPBuuVzCoF-PpM65bc2yUcqY9Er6Za1xdZsaLINOps-JuowOEMNDnbvWlAwvv4ZlQ5o3pvBbz5NFFzlAbG7cqf-DzpDaWEl_DiWNUrrp5tUdmmZOR/s1600/dec+2011-3+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfx7T-Sa7tEWqEP7X_1GgZPY7Y-marPBuuVzCoF-PpM65bc2yUcqY9Er6Za1xdZsaLINOps-JuowOEMNDnbvWlAwvv4ZlQ5o3pvBbz5NFFzlAbG7cqf-DzpDaWEl_DiWNUrrp5tUdmmZOR/s400/dec+2011-3+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508776689300978" border="0" /></a>Christmas morning<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1fc3UqwtHZFddEhDFAemThUFR834KSMmZOX2PgpGpB96527ujXF80SOn2uf-zDsmTbfBbxT0MqRUPh2R1Btz11qyeBECh3X9KJb7q3p4rsWXf2dWjzmvlSDpmGc-PbicrkJErXN4I5FN/s1600/dec+2011-3+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ1fc3UqwtHZFddEhDFAemThUFR834KSMmZOX2PgpGpB96527ujXF80SOn2uf-zDsmTbfBbxT0MqRUPh2R1Btz11qyeBECh3X9KJb7q3p4rsWXf2dWjzmvlSDpmGc-PbicrkJErXN4I5FN/s400/dec+2011-3+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508757785666226" border="0" /></a>After opening the big haul. Amelia was in heaven with her new princess dress (b/c her old one is in shreds) and Oliver loved all his new games.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWrLC7q166pGEn3a3Kilw9oJ84lEhEOBCaHzKM9khIJ5qNQLU1_n27yoXu2uTXE3kJu6wtjdTm_EQEM7viK74w2SYV6nmkiXAMUDR8fWZjG17aQttpekyQllVFl7cI9WUPIw_Ozdv48bO9/s1600/dec+2011-3+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWrLC7q166pGEn3a3Kilw9oJ84lEhEOBCaHzKM9khIJ5qNQLU1_n27yoXu2uTXE3kJu6wtjdTm_EQEM7viK74w2SYV6nmkiXAMUDR8fWZjG17aQttpekyQllVFl7cI9WUPIw_Ozdv48bO9/s400/dec+2011-3+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696508753636469538" border="0" /></a>We decided to take the kids swimming the day after Christmas as kind of a last outing before the baby. Amelia wasn't sure if we were going swimming or disco dancing.<br /><br />Christmas was great and very low-key this year. The great thing was that my kids finally "got it." They were SO excited for Santa to come. They tore in to their presents and loved everything. Christmas is so magical when you have kids.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-90673137519979230122011-12-20T18:28:00.002-07:002011-12-20T18:34:17.590-07:00Pre-Baby FunSo, I thought I'd squeeze in a few outings while I still can. And, it's the perfect time of year to do it because friends and family come to town!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4LDFu5JWyHWmg4I8R5R21_ZowvYt9vcf80p2jeKaz1ppwiLFlLb7ds4yYYOszEz40JOm15qPF14sGIiF8q8gfV0rQy1B0VZ-hA9KBLA0DrSKDP-jwdkiTMbyfZXJrBIqLAfxcZr1WBYNV/s1600/dec+2011-2+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4LDFu5JWyHWmg4I8R5R21_ZowvYt9vcf80p2jeKaz1ppwiLFlLb7ds4yYYOszEz40JOm15qPF14sGIiF8q8gfV0rQy1B0VZ-hA9KBLA0DrSKDP-jwdkiTMbyfZXJrBIqLAfxcZr1WBYNV/s400/dec+2011-2+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688387810969910994" border="0" /></a>Some of my friends from Albuquerque. I miss these girls SO much and I love seeing them, even if it's only once or twice a year. It's always good times. Btw, this was about 37 1/2 weeks for me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fH-LDCtvNLdSExjOHYAmctrFcq6SKCmhELWHlS5raEqYw1JRevLtkVNxoNos5C0_AnwPfNCbm6jrzdTquxJRJMTQunMuXuHWZFr8CBa_Jqr_WMQAaLnwObBwOrPPtxlWoqATfZ0_ic_L/s1600/dec+2011-2+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fH-LDCtvNLdSExjOHYAmctrFcq6SKCmhELWHlS5raEqYw1JRevLtkVNxoNos5C0_AnwPfNCbm6jrzdTquxJRJMTQunMuXuHWZFr8CBa_Jqr_WMQAaLnwObBwOrPPtxlWoqATfZ0_ic_L/s400/dec+2011-2+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688387803984119250" border="0" /></a>Amy, my SIL is in town and it was so good to see her and Beau and catch up. Julie, Amy, Beau and I all went to get pedicures today and then out to lunch. I'm exactly 38 weeks here.:)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-15435999804041104662011-12-17T16:12:00.004-07:002011-12-17T16:26:33.887-07:00It's About LoveA great couple I know is looking to adopt. I don't know how it would feel to not be able to have your own children, but these two have shown such great faith and perseverance through this incredible obstacle. I hope and pray that they'll be blessed with a baby someday. Go here to learn more:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/27143297/ourMessage.jsf">It's About Love</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-89075969328918570552011-12-13T17:03:00.003-07:002011-12-13T17:16:12.455-07:00DecemberThis month has gone by unusually slow for me as I count down the days until Baby #3 arrives. But, we've made the most of it and tried to pack some fun activities in before I'm "unavailable." We got a Christmas tree, went to see the lights at Thanksgiving Point, made a trip to Discovery Gateway Museum, went to our ward Christmas party, got all of our Christmas shopping done and presents wrapped, and played in our first real snow this morning.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQaWw_j02m1O9p0OWIu6gOOx9DeuhF58Mi-TKvewcKRQhEQktTrkDK3gjaEv9N6WhhaRycwtZ-3-4wbe26bhf2iWWxC6FPoeFz-uAhan3v0WLesB2GLBqc39G452Q2r9CSWijJtPiGsaR/s1600/dec+2011+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMQaWw_j02m1O9p0OWIu6gOOx9DeuhF58Mi-TKvewcKRQhEQktTrkDK3gjaEv9N6WhhaRycwtZ-3-4wbe26bhf2iWWxC6FPoeFz-uAhan3v0WLesB2GLBqc39G452Q2r9CSWijJtPiGsaR/s400/dec+2011+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685769570217690738" border="0" /></a>It took Amelia about 5 minutes to find and make friends at our ward Christmas party. We didn't see her the rest of the night.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihbZFq8LXANFVL1WvA1FhEaVcGxusxhbUaqvbCNJTN-hBH-iEGUJc4bslltho3IAWZDPs8CyjXkk_7OIO8CVPmDUsyiX28LGKOHznlfdxZNb40VhVjVBvGCc1OJs6q2ZpzGKhpxm2o2U3P/s1600/dec+2011+009.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihbZFq8LXANFVL1WvA1FhEaVcGxusxhbUaqvbCNJTN-hBH-iEGUJc4bslltho3IAWZDPs8CyjXkk_7OIO8CVPmDUsyiX28LGKOHznlfdxZNb40VhVjVBvGCc1OJs6q2ZpzGKhpxm2o2U3P/s400/dec+2011+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685769563032934146" border="0" /></a>Oliver waiting for Santa with his best friends, Parker and Ethan.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifprUrNBC5SmAcPcskqHZ4MhcRmj4ayvQ1eJzCOMUa5dyGjEoD2kzuNnY1Kdo3Bvcu8adaWZcij4TuHdUVsCX_3tv0xtR4AeRbu-x4cN6NJIvSldmpF189fUGWJV0aQ82DHmlOqNWEtcfp/s1600/dec+2011+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifprUrNBC5SmAcPcskqHZ4MhcRmj4ayvQ1eJzCOMUa5dyGjEoD2kzuNnY1Kdo3Bvcu8adaWZcij4TuHdUVsCX_3tv0xtR4AeRbu-x4cN6NJIvSldmpF189fUGWJV0aQ82DHmlOqNWEtcfp/s400/dec+2011+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685769562818635810" border="0" /></a>So excited to tell Santa what he wants for Christmas!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qothN_fcbkly9JApeZctFkJAczC2R_BlJRstz-lqfXnpz7qqsnNhyGlilmqGSGQRhXUMN_zLsvKV6HHqCUfBoAZYMW0MeCK0tKgCMZi6MKHQJe3Nndwa35NjirDLw6R02Qu0jAQYXyBB/s1600/dec+2011+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qothN_fcbkly9JApeZctFkJAczC2R_BlJRstz-lqfXnpz7qqsnNhyGlilmqGSGQRhXUMN_zLsvKV6HHqCUfBoAZYMW0MeCK0tKgCMZi6MKHQJe3Nndwa35NjirDLw6R02Qu0jAQYXyBB/s400/dec+2011+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685768969338035042" border="0" /></a>At the Children Museum.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUmv-MT9nJYkna_1v5N9pZo0eWHN5ImdHAOiLKyUUYb6dSnwyLiSXedkY6uK1pcfC9pWl8bijFVnL3zPfnslu_sCxRD5UflvOTI4RcCKCnz5UJkrUj3g3f8lTDJ67nnjtC8M3RErB4XIr/s1600/dec+2011+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUmv-MT9nJYkna_1v5N9pZo0eWHN5ImdHAOiLKyUUYb6dSnwyLiSXedkY6uK1pcfC9pWl8bijFVnL3zPfnslu_sCxRD5UflvOTI4RcCKCnz5UJkrUj3g3f8lTDJ67nnjtC8M3RErB4XIr/s400/dec+2011+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685768955949825058" border="0" /></a>Doing some serious construction work.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCWB3g-1qzEW7GXcKQBwmlGzkU7ipEzc2tFuoBQj8Nf1D-FTDAguchTQ56SHuQ6uZAETnvIJ6HeNS6De4vIPLFUm008C9JqLmCNoVdc4n1K4oaxDHMR4kZ0SyK3FVP47xuz3b6l4j4deCJ/s1600/dec+2011+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCWB3g-1qzEW7GXcKQBwmlGzkU7ipEzc2tFuoBQj8Nf1D-FTDAguchTQ56SHuQ6uZAETnvIJ6HeNS6De4vIPLFUm008C9JqLmCNoVdc4n1K4oaxDHMR4kZ0SyK3FVP47xuz3b6l4j4deCJ/s400/dec+2011+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685768947972319106" border="0" /></a>Feeling right at home on the horse at the museum.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_m5OPXMxtMszdeRyajZIUul1uUbgAoJHrb-W13gYnyMESaaw06iNEPvxUlKaDFatD9VZupabD4dweal601XyNd88Zgc_RyzJx05qvg5s-O-f7uFcHFqTwj_CoeaUuOhBMCeixzugqa5U3/s1600/dec+2011+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_m5OPXMxtMszdeRyajZIUul1uUbgAoJHrb-W13gYnyMESaaw06iNEPvxUlKaDFatD9VZupabD4dweal601XyNd88Zgc_RyzJx05qvg5s-O-f7uFcHFqTwj_CoeaUuOhBMCeixzugqa5U3/s400/dec+2011+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685768933159721842" border="0" /></a>Loving playing in the first snow of this winter.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YCH6fOfZLmO-4D-G8GVEF7WtYTreeRT7spVdnOGQHsshT6BcA9nnjWWj69vf-GsKPp5CArnQWjyVqKCk43bmII_-GuveU6_z8XeNMBK5lVVlorTihlFbmOAboPlHlLm5LFhGvx4bQJTW/s1600/dec+2011+027.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YCH6fOfZLmO-4D-G8GVEF7WtYTreeRT7spVdnOGQHsshT6BcA9nnjWWj69vf-GsKPp5CArnQWjyVqKCk43bmII_-GuveU6_z8XeNMBK5lVVlorTihlFbmOAboPlHlLm5LFhGvx4bQJTW/s400/dec+2011+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685768928668020178" border="0" /></a>Brrrr!<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-76446206528891140822011-11-29T13:24:00.005-07:002011-11-29T13:54:07.316-07:00Nesting NovemberI am in full-blown nesting mode. I cleaned all the kids' drawers out this morning, organized their clothes, cleaned the entire garage (which included all of Christian's window cleaning equipment and was no small task), and vacuumed my car out- all before 11:30 am. I've got a long list of to-do's, but I'm getting there. Anyway, we've had such a great and busy month. First and foremost, Christian got a new job- a great job that he is SO excited about. We went to the Governor's Gala at the Salt Palace in SLC, celebrated Julie's birthday, Christian got shoulder surgery for a couple tears in his labrum, I'm 35 weeks pregnant and counting with a scheduled c-section on Dec. 27th, and we celebrated Thanksgiving with people we love (which I didn't get a single pic of, but was a lot of fun).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9As-NAYy3MJSarwCQ8CrobncDDrn81_GWoeWx_4mxNDPvRJ55BrL4ve0k3uk55phH6DXKzS1oP3cTFAcHAVaaQ7FYi4bhcz4WQ0MN8GJSm2kSTPAUK524U6uBDM3VK39FKPpExge0QGe/s1600/nov+2011+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9As-NAYy3MJSarwCQ8CrobncDDrn81_GWoeWx_4mxNDPvRJ55BrL4ve0k3uk55phH6DXKzS1oP3cTFAcHAVaaQ7FYi4bhcz4WQ0MN8GJSm2kSTPAUK524U6uBDM3VK39FKPpExge0QGe/s400/nov+2011+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517956349853634" border="0" /></a>My little Loves. Amelia went through a face-scratching phase, as you can see from Oliver's face.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8InKejkG6mZT1oYUeUX8pC0GEIb3HgOq2o6bjbltb3Nm2m3-nbxPYcxWxZpEQNi-Bgdc4G7IvTBgg_lQw2E09v53fnjRN-xygdMoqGrwI7ZhvdjvQIj_B5vSlqD3_J4mxuoknPnj5NPTy/s1600/nov+2011+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8InKejkG6mZT1oYUeUX8pC0GEIb3HgOq2o6bjbltb3Nm2m3-nbxPYcxWxZpEQNi-Bgdc4G7IvTBgg_lQw2E09v53fnjRN-xygdMoqGrwI7ZhvdjvQIj_B5vSlqD3_J4mxuoknPnj5NPTy/s400/nov+2011+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517950367770962" border="0" /></a>We celebrated my sister, Julie's birthday with some banana cream pie.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZNJhgJTFRcAXbmfZJ916SL05_u_MLop7kDxMzNkieICoKLmvf1qSl4daMk15kahX48mV1GdGrjx9aPF8yz9YlU8LaWuXx19UVE5JDFel3Q2ZsaWMWIZ_yFBpYLtdWSp9Vfz9r-TWaqp9/s1600/nov+2011+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZNJhgJTFRcAXbmfZJ916SL05_u_MLop7kDxMzNkieICoKLmvf1qSl4daMk15kahX48mV1GdGrjx9aPF8yz9YlU8LaWuXx19UVE5JDFel3Q2ZsaWMWIZ_yFBpYLtdWSp9Vfz9r-TWaqp9/s400/nov+2011+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517910178820018" border="0" /></a>Trying to get a Christmas card pic with Grandma and Grandpa Bell.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Nxvq439uB8mwFgnXya3ijVSKqwbLlXaaIEcT21ND9i5ikl2mjYpq1Osdpmt3Ew1ow-CUpf-e3XrnkHk06mJahn1aNRnMhLD23LJmk2sp8cOKNdlnh7PrCIQmiIvBsXXaGHocONfTJfi3/s1600/nov+2011+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Nxvq439uB8mwFgnXya3ijVSKqwbLlXaaIEcT21ND9i5ikl2mjYpq1Osdpmt3Ew1ow-CUpf-e3XrnkHk06mJahn1aNRnMhLD23LJmk2sp8cOKNdlnh7PrCIQmiIvBsXXaGHocONfTJfi3/s400/nov+2011+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517908166932978" border="0" /></a>Just an afternoon tea party in our front yard.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi92oOJnw0Zkax6-Ot5XBQO1_PLDYGPm8ro1oSI_3hnvlgwwp72jz8zm_emSNELhqfLgacIxfHrb7UvI38XNOTQfTOu9hRuUmBYLcDp91Qx9VxfUxJbjlz1yDyu3iejzwAGGeBrCXQ8JM0M/s1600/nov+2011+027.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi92oOJnw0Zkax6-Ot5XBQO1_PLDYGPm8ro1oSI_3hnvlgwwp72jz8zm_emSNELhqfLgacIxfHrb7UvI38XNOTQfTOu9hRuUmBYLcDp91Qx9VxfUxJbjlz1yDyu3iejzwAGGeBrCXQ8JM0M/s400/nov+2011+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517133318890882" border="0" /></a>At the Governor's Gala<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWx-VmObEwC2hXH8KE88PwAM1OpzIndtMTjx7BDC9yz2A3J0DZcQTLwrBHnDXBSpQBpqjUPSDDqY_YFr78cRppx1_-65RCIeNtLRFfDpHuRO8pcl-zXGjlL7kYZ32R5M-fk_GrgngPjh71/s1600/nov+2011-2+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWx-VmObEwC2hXH8KE88PwAM1OpzIndtMTjx7BDC9yz2A3J0DZcQTLwrBHnDXBSpQBpqjUPSDDqY_YFr78cRppx1_-65RCIeNtLRFfDpHuRO8pcl-zXGjlL7kYZ32R5M-fk_GrgngPjh71/s400/nov+2011-2+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517104853523522" border="0" /></a>Daddy a couple days after his surgery.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXTe37JNqbDH6IdbN-zkFJLYH-jVOIbUtoQXSuDhiJlfwKM1-orcypQlJd83q_1cGq9suFB_Z5B4EgtWOhsqZj3nQnzgi3TTjXzNSYfS9-v54O3Ms_GVri0DKmKeUVqiShgaMfhV_d7TG/s1600/nov+2011-2+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwXTe37JNqbDH6IdbN-zkFJLYH-jVOIbUtoQXSuDhiJlfwKM1-orcypQlJd83q_1cGq9suFB_Z5B4EgtWOhsqZj3nQnzgi3TTjXzNSYfS9-v54O3Ms_GVri0DKmKeUVqiShgaMfhV_d7TG/s400/nov+2011-2+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680517099640479602" border="0" /></a>The other day I was upstairs and it was extraordinarily quiet so I went to check on Amelia. As soon as I rounded the corner, she came running towards me, covered in baking soda, with this "I know I'm in trouble" look on her face and said, "I want to go to time out. I want to go to time out." I didn't deem this time-out worthy, but I definitely explained that she can only "bake" when Momma is there to help her. So funny.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-24804955683372683332011-11-02T18:37:00.004-06:002011-11-02T18:50:57.067-06:00Goodbye HalloweenWe spent Halloween in the best trick-or-treating neighborhood in all of Utah. We went up to Ryan and Macy's house (Macy was induced the next morning so major kudos to her for having us all up). We went out with their kids, Rex, Lucy, and Molly. Their neighborhood is so quaint and beautiful and their ward even makes hot dogs for trick-or-treaters as well as donuts and drinks. So, we made a pit stop there in the middle of our night. The kids had so much fun together, running from house to house and they got SO much candy. Which I had to ask Christian to "hide" from me after I made more than a couple meals out of Snickers and Twixes. Ugh- I need to go to sugar rehab.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dByqQRZc4lrk4mMAlqpHJU1JOxORcE7KBZ0F48NJpctUt3xV7NZFst1EejbdSE02A8QHsJp7GIotmRMvtjZ6eT6_DqEO5ohQ8tcHOymWy4CquNL1bNodMiw9MxYr1quc3H4UCNa-Vp35/s1600/oct+2011-4+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0dByqQRZc4lrk4mMAlqpHJU1JOxORcE7KBZ0F48NJpctUt3xV7NZFst1EejbdSE02A8QHsJp7GIotmRMvtjZ6eT6_DqEO5ohQ8tcHOymWy4CquNL1bNodMiw9MxYr1quc3H4UCNa-Vp35/s400/oct+2011-4+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670563049917690258" border="0" /></a>Amelia, the princess and Oliver, the future Dale Earnhardt Jr.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77Nzy2wAQhk17m_6L4bIhthHFUdvrG931dibwRs-99N8V2c7PFENiG0zHwh27TtbFWzhbvyQSVq0CbZzwzO2VkqZvNiIRvA34CGhdrg80ab9cbUvqhmbs7v5n1kk2VJsbKohJa90T_sUs/s1600/oct+2011-4+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh77Nzy2wAQhk17m_6L4bIhthHFUdvrG931dibwRs-99N8V2c7PFENiG0zHwh27TtbFWzhbvyQSVq0CbZzwzO2VkqZvNiIRvA34CGhdrg80ab9cbUvqhmbs7v5n1kk2VJsbKohJa90T_sUs/s400/oct+2011-4+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670563032049229618" border="0" /></a>Making their way through the 'hood with their cousins.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj65YjGbzPQyxyzir5foKlSWNal6Ozfh-H5PeTYBLgtAzo5rTojOnqqAYXPIqJzgJMvHwihlUVjNNJtmaIoc-BwF1HeG4qBW2zyX96Sg7oprTL-1-7W4v4bGIlmB3o2fnH-rmot230mtmB2/s1600/oct+2011-4+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj65YjGbzPQyxyzir5foKlSWNal6Ozfh-H5PeTYBLgtAzo5rTojOnqqAYXPIqJzgJMvHwihlUVjNNJtmaIoc-BwF1HeG4qBW2zyX96Sg7oprTL-1-7W4v4bGIlmB3o2fnH-rmot230mtmB2/s400/oct+2011-4+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670563013217342306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIEyTbmD4qpFfuhDNG1AJwUzJNPNl-EV9cVIx5QURq-KWY6PXZtrtCX-P3et3uB8QvmlkB_Ma45q6_-_mWO3hG6_JfDVMjLxjO1byaY9cR8wU8ltSFU8QSB_pUGbDTjO1ZAazW62KAguN5/s1600/oct+2011-4+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIEyTbmD4qpFfuhDNG1AJwUzJNPNl-EV9cVIx5QURq-KWY6PXZtrtCX-P3et3uB8QvmlkB_Ma45q6_-_mWO3hG6_JfDVMjLxjO1byaY9cR8wU8ltSFU8QSB_pUGbDTjO1ZAazW62KAguN5/s400/oct+2011-4+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670563001264116290" border="0" /></a>Such cute cousin friends.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbk3lNeyjrYUbApRd4D5AGBQ1fvHDdEHCO-JhmZTLyr3F1NM1ybsMQuZXsFvRqD5C5v6pzZibrJMFGp92AZIbVAoO6InrWusN7Ddkl9gdtoN8sDD-M3kxZaeoARkmQo-rmyMegDzItkYH/s1600/oct+2011-4+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLbk3lNeyjrYUbApRd4D5AGBQ1fvHDdEHCO-JhmZTLyr3F1NM1ybsMQuZXsFvRqD5C5v6pzZibrJMFGp92AZIbVAoO6InrWusN7Ddkl9gdtoN8sDD-M3kxZaeoARkmQo-rmyMegDzItkYH/s400/oct+2011-4+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670562994191937122" border="0" /></a>We went and picked these apples tonight at one of ward member's house. They had the hugest apple tree and these apples literally taste like candy. I'm in apple heaven- forget about Halloween candy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-45557904894409644782011-10-28T15:57:00.004-06:002011-10-28T16:10:03.015-06:00Princesses and Race Car DriversAmelia thought she wanted to be a princess for Halloween until she saw Oliver in his snazzy race car driver costume. She's been begging for a <span style="font-style: italic;">pink</span> race car driver costume ever since. Anyway, we've been keeping pretty busy this week and here's the proof:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGQE1ruLeCUNgeFUx5Wg-fiO4UJUH9Zg3PdaGhf9tkGcUuulKi87xy5-P7oJ3za6O5C8vIOiKxmCyDrOz9ypZDZyOCPYupmhwacV5y9zv8VXRWusiPcboZMOdehuNDpNu3uVG2o1M5-VtO/s1600/oct+2011-2+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGQE1ruLeCUNgeFUx5Wg-fiO4UJUH9Zg3PdaGhf9tkGcUuulKi87xy5-P7oJ3za6O5C8vIOiKxmCyDrOz9ypZDZyOCPYupmhwacV5y9zv8VXRWusiPcboZMOdehuNDpNu3uVG2o1M5-VtO/s400/oct+2011-2+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668667368695938482" border="0" /></a>Playing in our neighbors' leaves. Oliver and Parker: best buds.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwRFp_0HqtjZtSSdqLQjvftRZTThPQawCsTA7kMwrowo_dcAZid1Hw1_gOdDAZ9U_QyhfPLqRMm-C_5X8G2CfDpqk9Grw_f2pE5y4fuIQLBloQcLckbIAtjOLAQw8odrrsRyoNCon0_Ov/s1600/oct+2011-2+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwRFp_0HqtjZtSSdqLQjvftRZTThPQawCsTA7kMwrowo_dcAZid1Hw1_gOdDAZ9U_QyhfPLqRMm-C_5X8G2CfDpqk9Grw_f2pE5y4fuIQLBloQcLckbIAtjOLAQw8odrrsRyoNCon0_Ov/s400/oct+2011-2+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668667358523761746" border="0" /></a>We made one last trip to Trafalga with our season passes before it gets to cold.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNPUl_ZAYYYf5V__oWRXAN3NmJkhd3Wez_7DnI6WCGL9LnhBv2bPhhLx49MAPTERy8KC8Z3QFoJ4-wq2I9cNJYxxG08EPZFi6B2cTz4AkD4HcTF34ouz8WRI80uti6MNgFwqDNqPPUfk6q/s1600/oct+2011-2+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNPUl_ZAYYYf5V__oWRXAN3NmJkhd3Wez_7DnI6WCGL9LnhBv2bPhhLx49MAPTERy8KC8Z3QFoJ4-wq2I9cNJYxxG08EPZFi6B2cTz4AkD4HcTF34ouz8WRI80uti6MNgFwqDNqPPUfk6q/s400/oct+2011-2+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668667351845645106" border="0" /></a>Racing with Daddy.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0V3-Ph62ZjO3rInOCluIFyENmKb10fdqkikXeUdoAgtMYRb7j1VCDnUIysuu6lVqG8r2LWxOafaCxYDnwQdKI9M9mVmT6U2AELnxpfyeus8ceWFaY8dRHmVWVls7c96euxKIMRXpcU1m7/s1600/oct+2011-2+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0V3-Ph62ZjO3rInOCluIFyENmKb10fdqkikXeUdoAgtMYRb7j1VCDnUIysuu6lVqG8r2LWxOafaCxYDnwQdKI9M9mVmT6U2AELnxpfyeus8ceWFaY8dRHmVWVls7c96euxKIMRXpcU1m7/s400/oct+2011-2+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666660118208082" border="0" /></a>This is the hardest I have laughed in a long time. Oliver (and every other boat) was pelting Christian. He was soaked. And it was really cold outside.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ2m57BaaEVKpyzgBZ-w4E_NFcIoXCHk7ENU4Ed4E-7bQJQxZs5f5b3biwv8osG-ucKBnGOAfnZ2nJjHVHwRag6zenUXph1bLV8NhZI87lTZ_ZWUoYvzai-6IIwyOXFpOvZbDanhgPmFs6/s1600/oct+2011-2+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ2m57BaaEVKpyzgBZ-w4E_NFcIoXCHk7ENU4Ed4E-7bQJQxZs5f5b3biwv8osG-ucKBnGOAfnZ2nJjHVHwRag6zenUXph1bLV8NhZI87lTZ_ZWUoYvzai-6IIwyOXFpOvZbDanhgPmFs6/s400/oct+2011-2+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666656151761730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55yf_G-JvLGQe7WZWobv_JcA7UcrqaT1mhQf2BykTypnRXcMw0Q4Zx_uNmYn38L4pMnstArSWHVrFaaliiF8A9fsogVysQHLY7W7P2wOo5Y41bcA6ydMRouVTz9FBU6dkiM2qq1-4EJ07/s1600/oct+2011-3+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55yf_G-JvLGQe7WZWobv_JcA7UcrqaT1mhQf2BykTypnRXcMw0Q4Zx_uNmYn38L4pMnstArSWHVrFaaliiF8A9fsogVysQHLY7W7P2wOo5Y41bcA6ydMRouVTz9FBU6dkiM2qq1-4EJ07/s400/oct+2011-3+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666646181988962" border="0" /></a>Oliver and Amelia going out to the trunk or treat at our ward party.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSlvxRmpzwEN-DZJI8SPjI5aDsVw262zZkBqIMf9aeCc1vHEdmk07A6DP172pYz5K6U_0hZVppSn1zYMdid9dpzzAlj36e-JhgOsIAPdeuAE0BS8B5o7oU7XB4KVXSU7EjZEhTs3aUiYd3/s1600/oct+2011-3+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSlvxRmpzwEN-DZJI8SPjI5aDsVw262zZkBqIMf9aeCc1vHEdmk07A6DP172pYz5K6U_0hZVppSn1zYMdid9dpzzAlj36e-JhgOsIAPdeuAE0BS8B5o7oU7XB4KVXSU7EjZEhTs3aUiYd3/s400/oct+2011-3+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666638321110018" border="0" /></a>Too sour! But that's not going to stop her from consuming every last nerd.<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> Hanging out in her princess dress.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthBtKdCNwqWeZrxcNrmHdcQ1KPx_iMGtb8TsCm1g5wix_vfTBuBhFfpDRCfxh5wMDsTrHWWRjbSytS2TtRjcAXKZQCV3lxldfER1RG52yYG5IKgiCUZOBEHjXuQegvWd2m_7gmoOigzXe/s1600/oct+2011-3+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthBtKdCNwqWeZrxcNrmHdcQ1KPx_iMGtb8TsCm1g5wix_vfTBuBhFfpDRCfxh5wMDsTrHWWRjbSytS2TtRjcAXKZQCV3lxldfER1RG52yYG5IKgiCUZOBEHjXuQegvWd2m_7gmoOigzXe/s400/oct+2011-3+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668666636303496002" border="0" /></a>Me at 30 weeks.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-58171332463549926832011-10-18T14:27:00.005-06:002011-10-18T15:04:27.080-06:00Pumpkin PatchLet me tell you- Utah has a plethora of amazing pumpkin patches and I think we picked one of the best to go to last week. We had so much fun at Hee Haw Farms. They had so many fun things to do there the kids did not want to leave.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9JeftLFGgBOcofSQRR6NGVfjGB3gHq7FlH0V9CZ36eKnxuoRV6FxOhRVfwkohGWAX4pJUj3hKCUu1-QmBbWHexglhExYwOI17t5cqZGDMXGnauxeDdHeO4py2dtSzy4RO9TDtdWmbKFs/s1600/oct+2011+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_9JeftLFGgBOcofSQRR6NGVfjGB3gHq7FlH0V9CZ36eKnxuoRV6FxOhRVfwkohGWAX4pJUj3hKCUu1-QmBbWHexglhExYwOI17t5cqZGDMXGnauxeDdHeO4py2dtSzy4RO9TDtdWmbKFs/s400/oct+2011+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664934252621290930" border="0" /></a>Off subject: Oliver and Christian made this basketball court out of play-doh and they were both very proud of it. Enjoy.:)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Kd7a1n_TXQzDXTM8kLi6K1XzY771bN6105IxVZ2wS6r3P7u_Kebgr16ZXlKN7Fm2gJSgXvj3zq_ACAyWFbV3yyKaFLth8_tJflKOCx8qYi50VPoJC-GfhLFH1vfL3weeOgXB7-i0F-3h/s1600/oct+2011+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Kd7a1n_TXQzDXTM8kLi6K1XzY771bN6105IxVZ2wS6r3P7u_Kebgr16ZXlKN7Fm2gJSgXvj3zq_ACAyWFbV3yyKaFLth8_tJflKOCx8qYi50VPoJC-GfhLFH1vfL3weeOgXB7-i0F-3h/s400/oct+2011+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664934249746652898" border="0" /></a>Amelia ran right to this little pony. He was certainly no Lil' Sebastien, but he was a close second. She was such a natural on him and loved it. She wasn't scared for even a second. A lot of that might have been that she was only 2 feet off the ground, but still, I was impressed.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTEdiR_6Yn5msjd3dv9he5YXDnonJsFCXgu7awmufBrJitLgfZ2rsUY9b9HhV6Ncgc4GIOrPelCsgg6wRWcqaMmuDY5jIGBs9jgi-lLzZWys58Rcj9IfulUsuOai67lFh1FLxzQPyNYAxO/s1600/oct+2011+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTEdiR_6Yn5msjd3dv9he5YXDnonJsFCXgu7awmufBrJitLgfZ2rsUY9b9HhV6Ncgc4GIOrPelCsgg6wRWcqaMmuDY5jIGBs9jgi-lLzZWys58Rcj9IfulUsuOai67lFh1FLxzQPyNYAxO/s400/oct+2011+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664934235966750274" border="0" /></a>Have I ever mentioned that my mom was a rodeo queen in Idaho? Looks like we have another one in the making!<br /></div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlx0AXGxvZSjwwbEikuYhUf8R8oeYck-C_RqZeVNlZzI0VmxqEo8KIN8k6hJpCJui2eRep7hose9NVcoPKk4Ss1_fOtE9dy_zq7S75xEatSvr3_5vtTuWBm1xk8RB5nc9EIs0wgoBuXMs/s1600/oct+2011+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhlx0AXGxvZSjwwbEikuYhUf8R8oeYck-C_RqZeVNlZzI0VmxqEo8KIN8k6hJpCJui2eRep7hose9NVcoPKk4Ss1_fOtE9dy_zq7S75xEatSvr3_5vtTuWBm1xk8RB5nc9EIs0wgoBuXMs/s400/oct+2011+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664934231377254946" border="0" /></a>These "animals" were hooked on to a riding lawnmower and the kids were pulled VERY slowly around the farm. But, Oliver and Amelia loved it. They kept running away from us and jumping in before we could stop them.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmvbYXdknoRPjmGzMyq_jaLsYqFYorPN231bt05nfpPmAmp3UcfrXNkbTVEuKXnT_jlMSmrSDuhFym9aBu1qJMxS55zxBcgS2j5r28jkq_sTOa2m1_mTbkmTPowlOfsGEfmOyDn5of-aX/s1600/oct+2011+012.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmvbYXdknoRPjmGzMyq_jaLsYqFYorPN231bt05nfpPmAmp3UcfrXNkbTVEuKXnT_jlMSmrSDuhFym9aBu1qJMxS55zxBcgS2j5r28jkq_sTOa2m1_mTbkmTPowlOfsGEfmOyDn5of-aX/s400/oct+2011+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664933607423098098" border="0" /></a>The potato sack slide. It was pretty fast and, no, we didn't sign any waivers.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-8dl-yceWz87jCj0t8T2d-H4IjoyE7d988-V4S1y0ttJ1m-3Q-8UOxXm9qlL5JJyv3TWY-X1ahvhJ-9BGqjBzLPtKyycF51rpgvGz2ByN1rwpLwkkadLEdk40QS53zyBlTS8aC2Mf0lQg/s1600/oct+2011+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-8dl-yceWz87jCj0t8T2d-H4IjoyE7d988-V4S1y0ttJ1m-3Q-8UOxXm9qlL5JJyv3TWY-X1ahvhJ-9BGqjBzLPtKyycF51rpgvGz2ByN1rwpLwkkadLEdk40QS53zyBlTS8aC2Mf0lQg/s400/oct+2011+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664933607996298514" border="0" /></a>Even Christian was a little scared to go down. But not Amelia.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYa9pPmcwowUhW-G92bMMj_2D9VHw4lq4RAy0cxRW0Ark3JyEeGMVms3pj3oiNd3-i7dg7DanLK3l8xI-wcHMqmKYUlqY7AHkpyOqz1Q91oIJU1ETuTYfrLeh8ZrDMcMizwrYKYbRBO63/s1600/oct+2011+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYa9pPmcwowUhW-G92bMMj_2D9VHw4lq4RAy0cxRW0Ark3JyEeGMVms3pj3oiNd3-i7dg7DanLK3l8xI-wcHMqmKYUlqY7AHkpyOqz1Q91oIJU1ETuTYfrLeh8ZrDMcMizwrYKYbRBO63/s400/oct+2011+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664933595428413010" border="0" /></a>Feeding the goats. No fear for this little gal.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSlayyOJgZ9aBCztQ_UdpQdfee9pZ3brkp68HtgtprnxFA-fH31ASSNgUmIU7YlmOlgPsMALXQmBwubrnVN8zk517QOEDCMCDKu6lDAlAD8-5qO1l-Fad5Gq_Bmo3JwJDuOprPzh1jrqK/s1600/oct+2011+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSlayyOJgZ9aBCztQ_UdpQdfee9pZ3brkp68HtgtprnxFA-fH31ASSNgUmIU7YlmOlgPsMALXQmBwubrnVN8zk517QOEDCMCDKu6lDAlAD8-5qO1l-Fad5Gq_Bmo3JwJDuOprPzh1jrqK/s400/oct+2011+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664933593540239874" border="0" /></a>And this was the highlight for Oliver and Amelia. They loved the corn box. Christian and I had a lot of fun burying them.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWofIp-6Vh_42EjE2CkjTMNQ1Gkmai0w5N4di6mXRfyEnQfg7wfIONCaDi6IlJo3RpjMLAufJtCtQNf4FK-wLGRQmp7In7UiewxN8wee7V4Hq_Hc0IIfxeEVNbpLmQv52oznK7psb_XTtn/s1600/oct+2011+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWofIp-6Vh_42EjE2CkjTMNQ1Gkmai0w5N4di6mXRfyEnQfg7wfIONCaDi6IlJo3RpjMLAufJtCtQNf4FK-wLGRQmp7In7UiewxN8wee7V4Hq_Hc0IIfxeEVNbpLmQv52oznK7psb_XTtn/s400/oct+2011+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664933592228555906" border="0" /></a>The only way we could get them out of the corn box was for the pig chase. The kids were divided in to age groups and put in the pig pen to chase the pigs. Our kids didn't fare too well, but they had SO much fun and I was laughing the whole time. I love how Farmer Joe is totally decked out in farming attire...except for his blue tooth.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClhEY7ExTcAaGTdMRFGZHPJUYzdVKYqyVIMxm4NLh4qWRRqzb8o5ke85hWtrQOwmbtU6Nar9zH9_zQRPMNe1TlrQgzOURBvVbkmbcQyiKNa41sssCjvIBxAr-vfPjkLu0S7oKkM0MOrVY/s1600/oct+2011+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClhEY7ExTcAaGTdMRFGZHPJUYzdVKYqyVIMxm4NLh4qWRRqzb8o5ke85hWtrQOwmbtU6Nar9zH9_zQRPMNe1TlrQgzOURBvVbkmbcQyiKNa41sssCjvIBxAr-vfPjkLu0S7oKkM0MOrVY/s400/oct+2011+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664932850025773874" border="0" /></a>Oliver wasn't at all afraid to get his hands dirty with the pigs.<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisDXGIa4QcPfmkpGshdiwFL0IAtQckVRmC-Hv-G_fO67tSWs1B0VokQKlQz8X_Q8yeC02xq7AvkIA1yDKgV4PM30ZCVxT5t-cD7d0zwk4o-7H96AbIULmfsMZP5GnMHU-jiHGwEvODPAPM/s1600/oct+2011+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisDXGIa4QcPfmkpGshdiwFL0IAtQckVRmC-Hv-G_fO67tSWs1B0VokQKlQz8X_Q8yeC02xq7AvkIA1yDKgV4PM30ZCVxT5t-cD7d0zwk4o-7H96AbIULmfsMZP5GnMHU-jiHGwEvODPAPM/s400/oct+2011+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664932843543485970" border="0" /></a>On the hayride to pick out our pumpkins. I don't know if I'd call their pumpkin field really authentic or just primitive. Either way, we got a lot muddy and had to weave through sunflowers and tons of poking vines to get our pumpkins, which were all still attached to the vines. No one told me to bring my axe, so I just gave the pumpkins a good kick to break them loose. (I was on my own at this point because Christian had gone home to record the GOP debate.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_d7HWoaiD2Mx5owrub6bM3PMewp6MrTgE26L4rMO2VyqRqS_wEnB8Hj_ffQmlGp0nTZdTg6Az7AOXuDbbG0u8DujJ09ujBH4SWtqGMDL-lkdqnU9Qyl6LF_qjnIv88P4XcVV8cm24n9d/s1600/oct+2011+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_d7HWoaiD2Mx5owrub6bM3PMewp6MrTgE26L4rMO2VyqRqS_wEnB8Hj_ffQmlGp0nTZdTg6Az7AOXuDbbG0u8DujJ09ujBH4SWtqGMDL-lkdqnU9Qyl6LF_qjnIv88P4XcVV8cm24n9d/s400/oct+2011+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664932834853006210" border="0" /></a>The fruits of our labors! The kids had the time of their lives painting and carving their pumpkins. I love this Halloween tradition. And, guess what? Fresh pumpkins are SOOOO much easier to carve than the ones you pick up at the grocery store!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yDE2SsmNSwBqki4KD6cXydAZZFjkyT7Pp0IWpKIuMttl_gYWZany6nOKs47E_5GIobVL2vymHZ5kK7iisHuHFD8ZO0gSk_V7ntnhR_373Mb8sMhY3w8EexoTmVhGut1HQ_c8uQpV3veY/s1600/oct+2011+026.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yDE2SsmNSwBqki4KD6cXydAZZFjkyT7Pp0IWpKIuMttl_gYWZany6nOKs47E_5GIobVL2vymHZ5kK7iisHuHFD8ZO0gSk_V7ntnhR_373Mb8sMhY3w8EexoTmVhGut1HQ_c8uQpV3veY/s400/oct+2011+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664932831158866018" border="0" /></a>I know you're all wondering why I let Amelia's hair get this long. Put your mind at rest- she got a hair cut the next day. Her stylist (my sis, Julie) is just super booked:).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3456712940068282759.post-83550844411857933942011-10-18T14:18:00.002-06:002011-10-18T14:26:49.084-06:00Goodbye, Summer<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br />We're sad to say goodbye to summer here in Utah. Especially when we think of the long winter months ahead. But, Fall has been nice so far and we're going to enjoy it while it lasts! </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWfcUAW1r9SiUy4c4SW_PiM3sij1e5jT9_t4bCQmWNhYzt79HfKHPrOTUv6xrVZoApnXIYUMdtT2rfjGUjXvUqjmq0zl002mSVGp2s56MxRsvRywuDoCm1S2Pt0csmkm4_bK4u7bTa6M2/s1600/sept+2011+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPWfcUAW1r9SiUy4c4SW_PiM3sij1e5jT9_t4bCQmWNhYzt79HfKHPrOTUv6xrVZoApnXIYUMdtT2rfjGUjXvUqjmq0zl002mSVGp2s56MxRsvRywuDoCm1S2Pt0csmkm4_bK4u7bTa6M2/s400/sept+2011+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664929837257896178" border="0" /></a>Amelia is really going to miss the sprinklers- she would beg to go out whenever they came on.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghnmfFT4MEhGfyghlIRN6nm6JJHR43mwoJ5LUoG_tYdC7_bW0bDl2-xF3e5t4sr1CEkKGL-s_TwQDXj2DyH7ymcNF4epHPCdOucjVXNPH02_R4zZkT351v8NnfHyMNfwIO4C_T7ULxNXwo/s1600/sept+2011+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghnmfFT4MEhGfyghlIRN6nm6JJHR43mwoJ5LUoG_tYdC7_bW0bDl2-xF3e5t4sr1CEkKGL-s_TwQDXj2DyH7ymcNF4epHPCdOucjVXNPH02_R4zZkT351v8NnfHyMNfwIO4C_T7ULxNXwo/s400/sept+2011+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664929827102964338" border="0" /></a>A last summer run through the sprinklers with the neighbor kids.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5QDXJkDQXjD-d5korDowreK3Jg1xAuOCPFzoZkgnhhV-M9L_7KsOgnZ6iZAf8d3twJgfjhOfNccKQ_VxhaFZM5EKbXZvMXCKOTLsXXWolVbEciaZDn7qO8EGkgvjxXWuq7ZeZLm8ZXPM/s1600/sept+2011+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK5QDXJkDQXjD-d5korDowreK3Jg1xAuOCPFzoZkgnhhV-M9L_7KsOgnZ6iZAf8d3twJgfjhOfNccKQ_VxhaFZM5EKbXZvMXCKOTLsXXWolVbEciaZDn7qO8EGkgvjxXWuq7ZeZLm8ZXPM/s400/sept+2011+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664929825951060498" border="0" /></a>Amelia is so nice to share her bed with her baby, Tami during nap time. She actually doesn't do much without her baby, Tami.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_2AaGU_CXrpPU_kaXwDWmf9z5AA6tsABChPSJeg3J8KDfP09xnG74qu9mfxaU_xAhtH96nBE_ylPgZBb1v1Eyb0rpOBMB7Tq95ZRJjuHHig356GmsnD5Ikuq6jAIF0gqpAPT1pSV7_y0/s1600/sept+2011+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-_2AaGU_CXrpPU_kaXwDWmf9z5AA6tsABChPSJeg3J8KDfP09xnG74qu9mfxaU_xAhtH96nBE_ylPgZBb1v1Eyb0rpOBMB7Tq95ZRJjuHHig356GmsnD5Ikuq6jAIF0gqpAPT1pSV7_y0/s400/sept+2011+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664929811333131042" border="0" /></a>Oliver spent about an hour dreaming up and creating this domino art. He is quite the artist. We still aren't sure where he gets it from.<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1oV6Ed_Xh2qVGErLQfPGs8BFdt4qe3KwVJ7iI7Ot7vCOc3dXJw6dPufYYgrGrrQM_VpU1AjHwx9C1VHfRWK3JHqEkybY5uKcItJOd1yPnCAeuLumv2JJV14d5WmV5qONgziJZ5JKLAAFM/s1600/sept+2011+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1oV6Ed_Xh2qVGErLQfPGs8BFdt4qe3KwVJ7iI7Ot7vCOc3dXJw6dPufYYgrGrrQM_VpU1AjHwx9C1VHfRWK3JHqEkybY5uKcItJOd1yPnCAeuLumv2JJV14d5WmV5qONgziJZ5JKLAAFM/s400/sept+2011+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664929810176919682" border="0" /></a>Cruising in our neighbor's Hummer.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2