tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38888840431350552482024-02-19T03:53:47.488-08:00The Somers FamilyMorganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.comBlogger219125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-4102006898188542712013-05-02T10:10:00.001-07:002013-05-02T10:11:23.120-07:00A break!<div style="text-align: center;">
Having kids sure changes your life! Of course, everyone knows that, but it has become even more apparent to me this last week. Why? Because last week (and every week for the last 2 months. Before that I was essentially a single parent of 5 because Brice was working WAY too much. Good riddance to a crappy job! I will gladly take the uncertainty of unemployment over that any day!) I was one of two parents caring for 5 kids, but this week, Brice took two of those kids and went to California for the week to finish the remodel/addition of his parents' kitchen. That leaves me with 3 kids to manage alone and WOW! What a difference!! Honestly, it is SO MUCH EASIER! I miss my hubby and I miss Ryker and Alaina, but the house stays cleaner, there's less fighting, there's less food to make, fewer clothes to wash, more time to play, and--the big one--I have WAY more sanity! I feel like I was a frog slowly boiling in a shrinking, crowded pot, stressing and struggling but not really noticing anything different. Life was just life and we just carry on. But this week has been like going on a holiday! I went shopping with TWO kids instead of THREE--total vacay! Right now I get to BLOG because TWO kids are SLEEPING and there are no other ones around! *Happy dance* Now don't get me wrong, I love my big, crazy, busy, raucous family but you just don't realize how EASY things used to be--the whole way along you just feel like this is the hardest, craziest, scariest thing ever, raising these wee ones. But man, seeing what it's like to go from 5 down to 3 for a week makes me wish I had known how easy I had it when I had it. Of course, that's just not how life works, but it sure is an interesting epiphany and something to think about as I go through my day-to-day. Try to remember, as hard as my job is now, it can always get harder. So find ways to enjoy it while I'm in it before it passes me by. That is my personal pep-talk/reminder for the day. :)</div>
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Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-60180271929130073182013-01-27T21:08:00.001-08:002013-01-27T22:11:38.952-08:00Oh, hello! Yup, we're still alive!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love Landon's hair long and I end up procrastinating cutting it because I don't want to ruin it and I haven't totally mastered the cut yet. So it gets pretty long.</div>
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But after it's cut, it's SOOOO CUTE!!! I just love his hair!</div>
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And a not-so-cool story. Scorpions are evil. Ryker got stung in his bed a while back and he had a reaction that was about as bad as a bee sting. Different kind of pain, but same severity. Ailey got stung at the beginning of December, also in her bed, and her reaction was totally different! I put her down to bed and right away could tell that she wasn't quite ready, but the other kids were being insane (all day) and I really needed to go deal with them, so I had to just leave Ailey to cry for ten minutes or so. When I came back to her, she was acting kinda weird. Crying, groggy, and really wiggly. Wouldn't calm down, wouldn't nurse (just bit me). She had her eyes closed like she was exhausted but she wouldn't settle or wake up fully. The wiggling turned to thrashing and then she started to not seem to be able to swallow and her saliva got really thick. I knew something was definitely wrong. I called Brice who was still at work and told him to come home right away. While I waited for him to come home, Ailey continued to get worse. She started foaming at the mouth and still wouldn't fully wake up or settle at all. I didn't know if she'd swallowed something that was tearing her up inside or what. I know that a scorpion crossed my mind as the culprit because I remember checking her bed for one (we never did find that sucker). I had her in just a diaper with a blanket wrapped around her and at some point my blanket-covered thumb found its way into her mouth and she bit down HARD. Something about it told me that I didn't have any more time. So I went next door and asked my neighbor (she's awesome and we've been friends with her since we moved in) if she would stay with my other kids. I took Ailey to the closest medical facility I knew of--an urgent care. Scariest 7 minutes of my life. I couldn't see Ailey, couldn't feel her, couldn't comfort her, couldn't monitor her, could only pray and say, "Hang on, Ailey! Hang on, Ailey!" I've never offered such fervent prayers and that was probably the closest thing to panic I have ever experienced. When I got to the urgent care, I was able to calm down because someone who knew more than me was there to assess something that was outside my scope. They took some vitals and said they thought it was a scorpion (Brice arrived in there somewhere) and they sent me to the county hospital where they stock antivenom. Ailey and I rode in an ambulance and Brice followed in the car. The ambulance guy was awesome. He had a presence that was so calming and inspired so much confidence. He immediately felt like an old family friend that I'd known all my life and trusted completely. As I was helping him do things with Ailey like her an IV in her hand, I apparently showed some competence (and I was calm by then) because at one point he looked at me and was like, "What do you DO!?" I'm a stay at home mom, of course! Most versatile, demanding, dabble-in-everything job there is! Ha! I didn't mention that I'd started my schooling in sports medicine or that I'd spent some time as a midwifery assistant, but it was not the time to go into my life. We were both more concerned with little Ailey's. When we got to the hospital, she was still thrashing, sweating profusely, foaming at the mouth, occasionally had puke leaking out of her nose and mouth, snotting a lot, and, the scariest part, she didn't seem to be "there." She wouldn't focus on anything and her eyes kinda darted back and forth. They decided it looked like a scorpion and they gave her a vial of antivenom. They waited about 10 minutes to see if she improved before giving her a second vial. That antivenom is insanely expensive so they don't want to just dole it out if they don't need to. Fortunately, she did react positively to the antivenom, confirming that it was a scorpion and they gave her a second vial. Over then next little while, she calmed down and finally slept for a while. When she woke up, she was finally back with us and would look at us and focus on things. She would smile a weak little smile and babble and play with toys. I nursed her and she slept a little while longer and they discharged us at 2 am. The Lord is amazing in His omniscience and His compassion and care for His children. A week prior to this incident, we'd gotten insurance through Brice's company. It wasn't very good insurance, but it was something. AND we'd finally looked deeper into some concerns we'd had about Landon's seemingly low blood sugar and found that it is dangerously low. Motivated by that, I did all the paperwork for Medicaid a week and a half before this, so they will pay what Brice's work insurance doesn't. As scary as Landon's blood sugar issues are (his #'s are in the 30's and 40's frequently, which is brain damage, drunk midget, coma and seizure low, so we are working on that and I'll keep you posted on what we find), they were a kind of tender mercy so that we aren't going to be forever in debt for Ailey's antivenom. She recovered well and was really only exceptionally tired for a day or two until she got caught up on sleep again after thrashing for 5 hours past her bedtime.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She does seem to be a bit accident prone as this is her SECOND black eye! This one wasn't actually her fault--Alaina tried to get her out of her crib. FAIL! She hit her eye on the corner of an open dresser drawer. It could have been so much worse though! Man, that was another scary one! And just a few days after the stupid scorpion too!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was Alaina's Halloween costume--Cinderella. She LOVED IT! It needs some repair because I didn't catch all the layers on the front well enough for it to endure her daily use of it, so I need to fix it, but she sure does love the princess thing!</td></tr>
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Christmas was great but chaotic. Two of our nephews got baptized the Sunday before Christmas so we went to SoCal for that really quick. Then we headed straight up to Utah to spend Christmas with the Lawlers. Brice's dad put us up in a hotel in Mesquite so we didn't have to drive the whole way in one shot. It was a GODSEND! Oh, man, so nice! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I just love her!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All the kiddos on Christmas morning</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ailey is 10 months old in this picture and my nephew Carter is 5 months old. Yeah, they're the same size. In length, anyway. Carter weighs more and he has a huge head. I love how different they are! It's so much fun!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at that chub! Diggin' wearing Knuckle Brice's hat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Life of the party, these two! This is at about 6:30 on New Year's Eve. Cracks me up!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mimi and Papa made some amazing gifts for the kids this year! They MADE this rocking horse and they also made a pull-along caterpillar that is incredible! The kids love them!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ailey is standing up like a champ these days and takes a few little steps. Not a walker quite yet though.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She makes the BEST faces and I'm always trying to capture (and failing!) this one crooked grin that she gives me. I just can't make her do it on command!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was Alaina's 4th birthday cake. I showed her some pictures of different crown cakes (that's what she wanted) and she was so kind and chose the simplest thing possible! A cake with a Dollar Store crown on top.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brice found her a birthday crown to wear and she wore it ALL DAY LONG. I expected nothing less.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There again with those amazing eyes! This expression is so "her." Soulful, angelic, perfect.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I got tired of my regular diaper design and wanted to try something new. I was so over the cord locks. With five kids, it was one more thing to do that was taking up time. And the breatheable waterproof fabric I used, while good for baby boy parts, it allowed a bit of moisture to wick through so baby felt damp sometimes (not wet though--that came when I changed the waterproofing to PUL and left the cord locks and the cotton outer part of the design alone). It was bugging me. So I made a couple of pocket diapers (this one's my FAVORITE!) and a couple of covers that are the same style as my old ones except that I did back-to-back layers of PUL (no cotton to get wet!) and I omitted the cord locks. (I know, that's probably SO BORING to most of you! Sorry! I LOVE cloth diapers!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is one that's a cover in the old style but it's REVERSIBLE! Yup, that's right! This way is size medium and if you turn it inside out, it's a large. You fold over the belly part for the medium setting so that the snaps face out. LOVING the snaps too! Goodbye Velcro!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the best things about Phoenix (there are only about three good things, by the way. Phoenix is certainly not a match for our family. Clearly it is for a lot of people because a lot of my friends love it here. Me? Not so much, but more on that later) is the WEATHER! Oh my goodness is it great! The summer was moderately uncomfortable but it was awesome to thaw out after 7 years in Utah where the most inclement time of year was LONG and PAINFUL! I'll take moderately uncomfortable over that any day. And now, while my wonderful Utah friends and family are suffering in 7 degree weather, I'm enjoying park days in my jeans and t-shirt! It's SO NICE!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh, how I love this picture! She had been throwing some ugly tantrums because she was tired but she won't often nap anymore. So I put her in time out to cool off. As soon as it was over, she climbed up on the couch and promptly fell asleep. I love the colors of this photo. Her lips, the purple, her little hands tucked under her chin... Pretty princess.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is where she gets Brice's nickname for her: Curly Girly. It's been raining the last few days and the humidity makes the top of her hair, which is usually kinda weirdly wavy-ish, curl up just like the rest of it always is.</td></tr>
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I loved how Raelin was being so sweet with Ailey and I loved her long, pretty hair. At school last week , they were figuring out who had the longest and shortest hair in the class so Raelin took her standard pony tail out and one of her friends said that her hair was really pretty down. Since then, she's worn it down most of the time. It's so nice! Thank you, sweet friend at school, whoever you are!</div>
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In other news, Brice is actively on the hunt for a new job because this one sucks. His hours are insane and his superiors are ridiculous and unreasonable and unethical. It's been so bad that Brice has been in touch with the labor board to see what his options are. First, find a new job. Second, file a report with the labor board documenting all of his hours so that he can get paid out on all of the overtime he worked at his last position. His current position is a higher one (of course, not higher paying, just higher demands and responsibilities. Gee, thanks) that makes him exempt from the same hourly rules that applied to his last position with this company. But I'm not bitter or anything. Sure, just take my husband away from me for MORE hours each day and work him almost to death and then berate him for not getting the job done (which is impossible unless you live, eat, and breathe work, which is stupid!) so that he comes home late and exhausted and down on himself to a wife who, by default, is working insane overtime hours and is ready to kill the children, who, in turn, are finally in bed but jump up as soon as they hear the door. Great. Yes, that is our life. Brice gets up between 5 and 6 am and gets home between 6:30 and 7:30 at night. And they won't give him a raise, so money's as tight as it ever was. Good thing we spent all that time and effort and loan money on an education! Ugh! </div>
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On the upside, while I am frustrated and angry about work stuff and the demands it puts on our whole family, I don't hate my life. That is truly a miracle considering my propensity for dwelling overmuch on the negative. I love our house, I have met some wonderful friends, I became an IPC for doTERRA since we've been here and that has been GREAT for me, the weather, as I mentioned, is pure bliss. I've made a very conscious effort to get out and meet people and get involved. I play volleyball on Mondays and basketball on Tuesdays and Fridays with some ladies from church. That has been a wonderful thing for me in every way. I'm SO close to being back down to what I weighed when I got married! Totally different weight distribution, but it feels so good to be in shape again after so many years of being incredibly out of shape. And .... well.... that's it for the good stuff. We live in the ghetto and I can't let my kids play out front to ride bikes or play soccer in the big field across the street. There are scorpions here. It's really ghetto. Like, makes San Bernardino look nice, ghetto. There's no forest anywhere close. Did I mention it's ghetto? Like, police chopper flying over the neighborhood once a month or so, ghetto. And did I mention the scorpions? I also don't feel very comfortable with the schools here. Ryker is having a really hard time with this transition. He's been in a lot of trouble at school and at home. I've wanted to sell him to the gypsies several times. It's been rough.We need a new situation. And it's ghetto. :) Prayers would be appreciated. </div>
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As a general rule, people don't disclose the difficulties encountered in their marriage, especially not so publicly as on a blog. But I love my marriage and adore my husband and it seems that many people admire what we have. That being the case, I thought it might be beneficial (and important to document for the journaling purpose that this blog serves) to touch upon our struggles of late to illustrate that a suffering marriage is by no means a dead marriage. Work and communication are the answer.</div>
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Since we moved here, Brice and I seemed to have grown apart a bit. Okay, a lot. Typically, we are the most fantastic part of each others day and we want nothing more than to be together. But since we moved here, there have been a LOT of demands on Brice at work and a LOT of demands on me as the mom of 5 small kids. The fact that Brice is gone at work a lot means that I'm "at work" a lot too. We've both been super busy and stretched to the max. The stress of all of that had us both becoming "me monsters." "What about me?" we've both been thinking. We each have things in life that we look to each other for but we fell into a habit of, rather than working to fulfill those things for each other, feeling hurt, angry, and victimized by the lack of fulfillment we were each receiving and the lack of recognition we were feeling for our contributions. Everyday that Brice came home without asking about my day, I played out the victim part harder, vying for his attention, interest, and compassion. I know, I know, it's the classic game girls play--we have a dysfunction where we can't just come out and say what's on our mind; we MUST be ASKED. But really, it's not that we can't tell you what's on our mind; it's that having someone notice that you're feeling down and asking you about it makes you feel cared for and loved. That compassion and concern sends us the message, "I love you enough to care about what's going on with you and how you're feeling." THAT'S what we're looking for. Lame, I know. But it is what it is. And for Brice, he wasn't feeling loved either because guys feel loved when girls hug and kiss and fawn and dote on them. But us moms, we spend our entire day fawning and holding and nursing the wee ones and by the time our man gets home, we're kinda touched out. Affection is HARD at that point! And for Brice, he's been starved for years at this point because I've been nursing or pregnant or both for the last 4.33 years straight! But in that time, man, has he felt neglected! I haven't really kissed him much in the last several years and when we hug, I'm still throwing myself a pity party and feeling sorry for myself so I'm kind of a limp noodle in his arms, hoping he'll pick up on my sorrows and say, "What's wrong?" So most days when he got home, I was sulking on the couch hoping for some love and attention and he was coming through the door hoping for some love and affection. Neither of us was <b>getting </b>what we needed because we were too focused on <b>what </b>we needed! Oh, the irony!</div>
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So finally, I decided the coldness between us (I mean, c'mon. It was frigid around here in the dead of our first Phoenix summer!) was just not okay to deal with internally anymore and hoping it would pass was just not working. I saw our anniversary coming up, our TENTH anniversary that Brice had wanted so badly to do something amazing for, and I realized I wasn't even looking forward to it. I ALWAYS look forward to our anniversary! It's my favorite day of the year! Not being excited for it was so not okay. So I wrote Brice and e-mail one week before our anniversary. And my timing sucked. I forgot to think about the fact that Brice (and therefore I too) had had the most exhausting, demanding, busy week and a half yet. Poor Brice took my e-mail like I was saying he wasn't doing enough. Ouch for him. His response was one of anger rather than compassion like I was hoping for. Ouch for me. So we had a lot of talking to do and a lot of hurt to repair. But repair we did!</div>
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We spent the week TALKING A LOT and being TOGETHER A LOT. We turned off Netflix and spent time cuddling, talking, working, and cooking TOGETHER. We were intentional about the time we spent together (time together staring at a TV or computer will not bring couples together--there is no connecting with each other there). We talked until we understood how the other person was feeling and what we each felt was missing. Ultimately, it was each other's involvement, investment, and presence in the other's life that we were missing. He needed me to show more affection and to have more to say than just complain about how hard everything was. In short, I needed to not be a bummer to be around. And I needed to feel like I was being listened to and that he cared about my day (and therefore me) even when it wasn't all rainbows and sunshine. (I doubt I have any male readers, but on the off chance that I do, here's the hint of a lifetime: listening to your partner's problem = fixing your partner's problem. Did you catch that =? I can't emphasize that enough. = = = = =. So as you sit there wishing she'd stop complaining to you because you can't fix it and that drives you crazy and makes you feel like you aren't fulfilling your role as a man, realize that just by being there (that means giving her your attention) and letting her get all of those things off her chest you ARE fixing it. Truly you are. It makes no sense to you, I know, but it is so very true. Be satisfied. You have just accomplished what seemed impossible. You fixed it. She's all better now.) </div>
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So that's what we started working on. I started working on giving Brice my affection because he needs it just as much as the kids do and it's important! And because I DO love him and I want him to FEEL like I do, not just hear the words come out of my mouth. </div>
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And we also decided to spend time each evening asking each other what the best and worst parts of our day were. For my sake, this needed to be time where I was the most important person in the room--no kid interruptions or shenanigans. I don't want to fight with them for my husband's attention or be interrupted and have to restart what I was in the middle of saying 8 million times. Sorry kids, but I'm specialer and he was mine first. Dibs. So there. Thbbbb. Y'all can take a number. </div>
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And you know what? Cuddling, hugging, and kissing, rather than being one more thing on my list of demands from other people in my family, has become fun and enjoyable again! In part because I'm doing it because I love him and I'm learning that in order for him to FEEL what I want him to from me, I have to SHOW it in a way that actually hits home. And it's partly enjoyable again because he's working on showing me love the way I feel it too: by talking to me and giving me his undivided attention to hear about my day and therefore fix the strife of that day. When I feel his love, it makes me want to show it more. Another hint for the menfolk: if you aren't getting the physical lovin' you need from your partner, she's probably not getting the emotional lovin' she needs from you. When a woman feels emotionally intimate with her man, she's more inclined to want to be physically intimate.</div>
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It's really important to learn the love language of the people you want to show love for. And even more important to learn to <b>show </b>love in the way they feel it best rather than in the way that's most comfortable for you to show it. That's one of the big give-and-takes of a relationship. It's not always easy or comfortable to, for instance, buy your significant other a gift if your love language is words of affirmation, but if the way they FEEL love is gifts, then, by golly, you buy them (or make them) a gift!</div>
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The other thing we decided to do was to have a weekly interview with each other that I found <a href="http://www.todaysletters.com/p/tuesday-questions.html">here</a>. For your ease and convenience, I'll even copy the questions:</div>
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Easy enough, right? So we have done this interview three times now and we've talked about our best and worst moments of the day everyday and we've spent time everyday engaged with each other instead of just sitting by each other or being in the same room with each other and it has made a world of difference. Oh, one other thing we did. I got a text messaging app on my Kindle (Brice already had texting on his phone) and we touched base with each other throughout the day most days. It helped us to feel connected and like we were still apart of each other's lives all day long instead of just in the evenings. So by the time our anniversary rolled around (just one short week after starting to verbalize our struggles), we were feeling SO much love for each other, even more than before we started struggling, and we were taking such good care of each other. Life was good again and we were both feeling fulfilled in our marriage.</div>
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Just by adding those two rituals (best and worst part of your day and weekly interview), I'm confident that we won't get into a funk like that again because every time we start to slip on being a good partner, we'll catch each other on it before damage and hurt starts to build up. I liked both of those ideas because they will keep us intentional in our relationship. My favorite marital analogy says that marriage is like each being in your own canoe. If you do nothing and just drift, the laws of physics dictate that you will drift apart. But if you paddle towards each other, even just a little, then you can easily stay together. You might have to paddle hard initially if you've drifted far apart or if you're passing through some rapids, but if you are intentional about which way you are headed, you'll get together, and then staying there requires minimal effort most of the time. But you still have to give it <b>some </b>amount of effort to keep those canoes together! You can't be negligent about paddling just a little all the time!</div>
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So now that we were all in love again for our anniversary, here's our story.</div>
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I realized in the midst of all this turmoil that I desperately missed having a beautiful forest nearby. I'd found myself driving aimlessly on a number of occasions, looking for something but not knowing what! Finally I realized that I needed a place that was a respite for me, a place to commune with God, a reset button when I was feeling down, stressed, and out of sorts. The mountains of SoCal and the canyons of Utah have always had these sorts of areas readily available for me. But here..... Not so much. So I wanted to go camping. We went to Payson about 2 hours from here and did just that. It. Was. Wonderful!
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Brice left for work early that morning and when I got up later, I started finding post-it notes EVERYWHERE! They were hidden (and not-so-hidden) in the bathroom, on the milk in the fridge, in the silverware drawer, on the camping gear he knew I was going to pack, in my essential oils case, all over! It was SO fun and made me feel so loved!</div>
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One of the post-its I found was on the computer. Brice had dedicated a song to me and had the video cued up on youtube. I'd never had a song dedicated to me before! And it made me cry. (It was All My Life by K-Ci and JoJo, in case you were wondering) Throughout the day, as I was intermittently packing for camping, I compiled pretty much every photo I could find of the two of us and picked out a song for him and made my own video for him. Sappy and it might make you gag, but if you want to watch it, click <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vLKYoQU7Uvo">here</a>.</div>
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This year, since it's a lot to ask of someone to watch 4 kids overnight, we decided to just take all the kiddos with us. They love camping too. So we all went!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Raelin is becoming a real helper as a big sister. It's really nice to see her stepping up and taking care of the littles, especially when we haven't asked her to. It warms my heart.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See the marshmallows on the end of his stick (branch)? He's so funny!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beauty! See, this is why I need a mountainous respite! Love it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I don't know what it is about it, but I LOVE cooking outdoors! The food tastes better and it's never drudgery to cook.</td></tr>
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We camped for the night in one place but when we woke up, we went somewhere else that was more pine-foresty and less desert-foresty. At the second place, our lighter ran out of fluid. The car's cigarette lighter was a no-go too. While I'd started a fire with a bow drill before, I'd never had to make my own set. I'd used one that was premade by Brice or his brother and was tried and true. I decided to try my hand at making my own. I figured that we could always ask the other campers that weren't too far away to borrow a lighter if that ended up not working. I was able to make a set that I think would probably have worked if all the wood in the area wasn't soaking wet. While I worked on collecting stuff for my bow drill, Brice MacGyvered the lighter situation. He took the lighter that had no fluid and found another lighter in the car that had lost its spark and used them in tandem to get a fire going. I love his MacGyver-y-ness. And I loved watching that show as a kid.</div>
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Anyway, sparked (har har) by my bow drill pursuit, the kids decided they wanted to make bows and arrows. Brice helped some but I think they did most of it on their own. They weren't too shabby either!! I love it when my kids do this sort of stuff!! </div>
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I wrote this post about a week ago but I've been saving it so Brice could read it before I posted it. When talking about marital strife, I felt it was important for him to give the go-ahead on everything I was about to put out into the public blog-o-sphere. He read it last night and suggested I actually add MORE detail! So I have. And he also suggested that I add a bit about our anniversary weekend after our anniversary weekend.</div>
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His mom and sister came out the weekend after our anniversary and sent us off for some alone time (well, except for Ailey since she's a nursing babe, but one kid is INFINITELY easier than five!). It was great to spend some time just being together and having fun together. We don't often get time to HAVE FUN with each other. There are so many responsibilities in a family! We've been so busy with all of the things we have to do and with having fun as a family, that we haven't really had time to have fun with just the two of us. So we went and had some fun! We went to the Arizona Mills mall to watch a movie (Brice LOVES going to the movies) but we were pretty early so we walked around for a while. Neither of us are much for shopping or malls. I don't think we go to the mall more than once a year or every other year even. But this mall was SO COOL! We had so much fun walking through and going into different shops that we were late for our movie! There was even a pet shop in the mall!! Brice decided he wants a ferret. :) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuRs-li11A3B9Pb21ta3E7Px5i7SxJcLXYOqW2wItURQcPMzdtXWuFitO1z2A4TH6iIh_gclo1aIA-x9TYMe7ch3K2TBJ9C-Y_7ekTmaPkLIof_Qv3R-XoMmpd3T8-O2iJFcQF_DMeHvHK/s1600/IMG_0164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuRs-li11A3B9Pb21ta3E7Px5i7SxJcLXYOqW2wItURQcPMzdtXWuFitO1z2A4TH6iIh_gclo1aIA-x9TYMe7ch3K2TBJ9C-Y_7ekTmaPkLIof_Qv3R-XoMmpd3T8-O2iJFcQF_DMeHvHK/s320/IMG_0164.JPG" width="239" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivahSv_gJN_buInbsRs585d9cDwRbA_93WcLTo7STtwIaKTHxkIWoPUQMgYz29Nsp-Z54XgevZw-lI4l0_OIE-hJhhasvm2dxG7RnUF9gakOrFOJgh_qYrro0U13Xuad2Q6nx5oDc3bH8r/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivahSv_gJN_buInbsRs585d9cDwRbA_93WcLTo7STtwIaKTHxkIWoPUQMgYz29Nsp-Z54XgevZw-lI4l0_OIE-hJhhasvm2dxG7RnUF9gakOrFOJgh_qYrro0U13Xuad2Q6nx5oDc3bH8r/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" width="239" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSj9KCVIl2JPONfwGlXNyqxlru5j4cI_DZSR5CK_oqOylFn7-c3lIEb9BoISZ_LxgRmJ6li74a7sq4nFN_IwGmqFTRpTuD8pYZuJs3z-bmPq4R5TZtlVI8kD8TWvrwybLlcLlF_5vQV29/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSj9KCVIl2JPONfwGlXNyqxlru5j4cI_DZSR5CK_oqOylFn7-c3lIEb9BoISZ_LxgRmJ6li74a7sq4nFN_IwGmqFTRpTuD8pYZuJs3z-bmPq4R5TZtlVI8kD8TWvrwybLlcLlF_5vQV29/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" width="239" /></a></div>
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After the movie we went to a bookstore (my favorite place to shop) and bought a couple of books. We were having such a good time together, that we decided to stay out longer and get a hotel room for the night so we went to the store to get things like toothbrushes and contact solution and whatnot. It's SO much nicer to go shopping without having kids to keep an eye on! So it was fun to do that too! Once at the hotel, Brice read aloud from one of the books we'd bought (the 3rd book in the Kane Chronicles). Then we went out for a late dinner. It was a great weekend to just be together and enjoy each other's company and to talk and to have FUN with each other and play! I hear playing together is very good for marriages!</div>
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So that's our story. Overcoming challenges in our marriage has definitely made us stronger and even more committed to each other and more in love with each other. I highly recommend it.</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-38161696518999734012012-08-03T13:58:00.003-07:002012-08-03T13:58:33.972-07:00Summer games<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I've been collecting things on Pinterest for the kids to do this summer. I made a set of jars with popsicle sticks with activities on them for the kids to choose from. There are a bunch that they can do on their own, some they can do with a little help, and a bunch for us to do together. I don't have pictures of lots of the things they've done, but one day we did a LOT of the bigger activities in one day so I took some photos just to prove that I'm not a completely boring mom. ;)</div>
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First off, the marble race. Cut a pool noodle in half the long way (electric knife made quick work of that!) and race the marbles down the hole in the middle and into a box at the bottom.</div>
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Next we made mini bows and arrows out of popsicle sticks and floss (bows; you soak the sticks in water to allow them to curve) and q-tips with one of the ends cut off (arrows). They actually worked surprisingly well! But I forgot to take pictures of that one... Meh.<br />
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Then I gave each kid a plate FULL of marshmallows and a big pile of toothpicks and told them to build. And build they did! Except for Landon who just ate. As I expected. :)<br />
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The kids go back to school on Monday and, while I'm glad I'll have the opportunity to run errands with fewer kids and that I'll have an easier time with the housework, I'm sad that I didn't do more activities with them. They did spend a whole month is California though, so I guess I didn't do too badly on the list of activities I'd collected. And now I have lots of ideas leftover to keep them entertained on weekends.</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-22185546245974640082012-08-03T13:28:00.000-07:002012-08-03T13:28:35.037-07:00Ailey<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Ailey has been learning and growing in leaps and bounds lately! I think she's the most solid of all my babies. I'd say the chunkiest, but she still doesn't really have rolls anywhere like a true chunky baby. She's just thick and dense. She is so quick to smile and she has the chubbiest joker-smile ever! She has a sweet temperament and is really laid back and easy going. I adore her!</div>
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She's been learning to make faces lately and she loves to show them off for the camera.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'd laid her down for a nap and she likes to sleep in the boppy pillow, but she's getting so mobile that I found her like this, all contorted. Guess she didn't mind though because when the camera noise woke her, this is what I got:</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love her big, pokey-outey ears and chubby cheeks! They make me laugh.</td></tr>
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This is a little series where I just kept clicking away because she kept making such great faces:</div>
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Different day, but more of her funny faces:</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She recently learned how to blow raspberries and it's so funny. She just gives it all she's got!</td></tr>
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This girl has got some CRAZY hair!! I don't even know where to start in trying to make it presentable (cuz babies NEED presentable hair, right!) but about two weeks ago it suddenly went curly. But since it's only long on top and the rest is all short, it just looks hilarious! There's nothing I can do with it at this point but wait for it to grow. Even if I try to tame it, she is such a sweaty kid that it ends up all curly and crazy as soon as she either nurses or sleeps.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Last time I posted, she was just barely sitting up and I stayed right there with her in case she fell over. But already, just a week or so later, she sits pretty well on her own and when she falls over, it's slower and more controlled so I don't worry about sitting her down and walking away.</td></tr>
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She's also getting ready to crawl! Look at this girl! She's, what, like five months and a week? And already up on hands and knees rocking! A mover and shaker, this one!</div>
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Even though she's not crawling just yet, she still gets around pretty well! She rolls all over the place and kicks and scoots. Several times in the last few days I've laid her on a blanket on the floor and then found her like this shortly afterwards. She just rolls herself up and gets all tangled! No more blankets for her! It's becoming a hazard!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Still, nothing phases her. Once I untangled her, I found this sweet little face looking up at me! Not a bit miffed or ruffled! Just happy as a clam.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Codey loves her. She doesn't seem to mind him much either. She doesn't cry or anything, just squirms. Half the time, she doesn't turn away either, just takes a good licking.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brice is the cutest daddy! He laid himself down right in front of Ailey so she could play with his hair! They both loved it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alaina tends to think that Ailey is her own personal toy and I know it's only going to get worse as Ailey gets old enough for Alaina to dress up like a doll, but they sure are cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Raelin's snake got loose one night. Can you find her? (I'll post the answer at the end of this post even though it shouldn't be too hard to spot her)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how much she's grown! She used to be as thin as a pencil and now she's thicker than Raelin's thumb!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying really hard not to get my hopes too high for this girl to have bright blue Somers eyes, but I can't help it! They are SO pretty!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My little dude is such a crack-up!! I love him!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mr. Toothless! He finally lost the second top tooth. He loves pulling his teeth out. I think he always pulls them out a bit early because they've all had a pretty long stem on 'em.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a CONSTANT discovery after naptime. Naked, poop-covered child, poopy bed, poopy blankets and stuffed animals thrown on the floor. I can't even count the number of times I've had to clean this crib. Anyone who's ever had to clean a crib knows that it is a royal PITA. I don't know why he gets it all over his hands and then smears it all over the bars, but he does. Still trying to figure out how to potty train the boy when he ONLY poops during naptime. Oh, AND I had TWO diapers on him this time! It's become the only way I can keep him "contained." I put a disposable on him so I don't have to wash out the cloth (he's too smelly) and then I put a cloth diaper with snaps over that. The snaps seem to be more than he can handle, but not this time!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bunch of vidiot children. I've gone soft in my old age (or desperate in light of my loss of sanity--however you want to look at it) and these kids get WAY more screen time than I'm comfortable with, but life, being what it is, something's got to give.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The princess got a boo-boo. She was doing her signature spinney skirt twirl where she flings herself around as hard as she can to make her skirt flare. The problem is that she crashes to the floor more often than not. It always makes me cringe as I watch her head flying towards walls, couches, and other such obstacles. This time, her nose met the coffee table. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(weird washed out picture, but I love how green her eyes are in this one) We thought it might be broken, but she recovered so quickly we figured it probably wasn't. Within just a few minutes, she was more concerned with how uncomfortable it was to have blood all over her (there was a LOT of blood! I mean really, A LOT!) than she was about the pain. She wasn't very gentle with her poor damaged face as she grabbed the tissue out of Brice's hand and roughly scrubbed the tickles away. Then she went right back to playing without a care in the world.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And she still knows she's cute. I think we're in trouble with this one! Look at that pose! She's only THREE! Where did she learn that? The bruising is still getting worse by the day before it gets better. I'm looking forward to the sickly green color that I'm sure will be here in a day or two. Today the bruising is darker and goes all the way to the bottom of her nose.</td></tr>
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Funny story about this princess. I don't ever call her princess as a pet name unless I'm making a joke, usually at her expense. But the other day we were playing with some friends and I called her name. No response. I called again. Nothing. Again. Tried a funny high voice. Funny low voice. Middle name. Finally, just to see what would happen, I called, "Hey, Princess!" Immediate response: eye contact.</div>
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And here's the snake. Fitting that she hid where she'd blend in best on many levels.... With the animals. :)</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As is always the case for us with our pets, it required Divine inspiration to find her. We looked and looked and then I said a prayer. My next thought was to look in the animal bucket. I looked on the three sides facing the room and continued looking elsewhere. The thought came again to check the animal bucket more thoroughly. When I turned it around, there she was!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-6648786956772036362012-07-16T13:41:00.000-07:002012-07-16T13:41:56.987-07:00Busy, busy!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"> So, life got pretty crazy for a while this summer! W</span><span style="background-color: white;">hat a whirlwind of activities we've had lately! </span><span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;">But it's been good! I'd been feeling overwhelmed with all the kids so my wonderful family in California decided to help preserve my kids' lives and they took the three older ones out to their houses for a while. We sent them off without any plans for when they would return and the way thing turned out, they ended up being in Cali for a week and a half before I joined them out there. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">One of my best, dear friends passed away and I headed out earlier than planned for Jesse's wedding so I could go to her funeral. Jalynn was one of the most amazing people I have ever known and I will miss her so much until I see her again one day. She saved me when I was royally messing up my life and she got me back to church and influenced me to turn my life around. If it wasn't for her, I don't know where I'd be now and I certainly wouldn't be married to Brice. That would be the greatest tragedy I can think of. I am eternally indebted to her and I love her and will always cherish the memories I have with her. I know that she is safe and loved and being very well taken care of and I know that I will see her again. She will be one of the people waiting for me when I die to welcome me to the next stage of my life. I am so grateful for the knowledge I have of eternal life and the love and mercy of God. It makes her passing so much easier to bear. </span></div>
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Jalynn's funeral was full of love and tenderness and stories and memories and laughter! She truly brought joy and happiness to everyone who knew her. She made you feel special when you were with her and it showed in all of the stories shared. She was also quite the mischief-maker and we all had some good laughs as stories of her adventures were shared. <span style="background-color: white;">I love you Jay! Till we meet again!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"> We did a little celebration for Landon's second birthday while we were out in southern Cali. Brice missed both boys' birthdays this year, but we decided to celebrate their special days with all of our usual fanfare later when we were all together. But Mimi and Papa got Landon this little fire engine riding toy and he LOVES it!! Is that not a face of pure joy and exhilaration!? Watch out! He might eat you! If, that is, he can see you through all that hair!</span></div>
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The kids did some painting with Mimi. This is Alaina, not Landon. All my kids are in desperate need of a haircut in these pictures, but I loved how concentrated Ryker was as he painted. He took his job so seriously.</div>
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They all did get haircuts in preparation for Uncle Jesse's wedding and here's Landon's before pic:</div>
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And here's after. Look! He DOES have eyeballs!! Handsome ones too! I took him in to get it cut so that I could learn how to give him the cut I like on him. I think I've got it figured out so we'll see how many times I have to attempt it to perfect it! :) Ryker went through several botched haircuts when he was little before I got consistently good at it.</div>
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It was loads of fun hanging out with all the cousins, but it sure wore them out!! I found Ryker like this around dinner time one evening, all crammed in the little bed Alaina'd been using. Silly, tired guy!</div>
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I have a picture very similar to this in this exact same chair of Raelin and Ryker. I think R&R were a little younger, but I loved the similarity. If I find it, I'll scan it (yeah, it was pre-digital era for us!) and post them together. So cute!</div>
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After almost a week, Brice joined us in California and we set off to northern Cali for Jesse and Carmen's wedding! And what a fantastic event it was!! I find it rather difficult to stay on top of all my kids AND take pictures to document all of our activities. I wish I had more pictures of this event, but, alas, I only have a few. Landon loved hanging out with Uncle Jesse and Uncle Jesse was so sweet with him! I love these pictures of them together.</div>
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I love all these pictures of the little dapper dudes!! They were SO cute in their little suits!! Oh, man, I loved it!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landon was SO excited to see everybody! Especially to see Granddad and Tia!</td></tr>
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<span style="background-color: white;">Somehow I missed getting pictures of my other kids at the wedding, which is a shame because Raelin's hair was amazing. I did a French braid crown/wreath thing that turned out so pretty! Alaina's hair was passable and her smiley little face made up for her lack of adorable bouncy curls that she chopped off last month. Ryker was the ring bearer and he took that job very seriously, looking so handsome in his suit and tie. </span></div>
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The wedding itself was loads of fun and was one of the most amazing ceremonies I've ever attended. Jesse and Carmen wrote their own vows and they were AMAZING!! Touching, funny, romantic, sentimental, passionate, and powerfully committed! I'm so excited to see their relationship grow and blossom over the years because they are already such a strong and exceptional couple! The toasts by all the parents were also pretty spectacular. It was a wonderful event. And I got to try oysters for the first time at their oyster bar.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">For their wedding gift, Brice and I made them some special things on our wood lathe. Woodturning is such a great hobby to me. Woodturning projects and some of my sewing projects never cease to amaze me. I look at some of the things I've made and I think, "Nah! I didn't make that!!" It feels as though someone else's hands made them because they are way too unreal to have come out of me. I truly feel that sometimes these things come straight from God without ever passing through my fallible hands because there's no way I could ever make them without butchering them. This is a really hard thing to describe. It sounds all prideful or something, but I actually feel the total opposite. It's humbling. And hard to express.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yet another South American wood (I guess all the best wood comes from there...) made into a bottle stopper. I'd love to make a whole collection of these because they're fast and the sky is the limit on design. This one is a bit big and if I were to make more, they'd be a lot smaller than this one! But the wood was really neat. Brice made a bottle stopper too but I don't have pictures of it yet. I LOVE his! It's simple and beautiful and well proportioned. The wood is dark and rich. And he centered the hole for the metal part perfectly--that's hard to do since we don't have the right tools to do it on the lathe. We had to take all these pieces off and drill all the holes by hand after they were turned. Hence the crooked champagne classes. Adds character though, right? :0)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jesse and Carmen are going on their honeymoon kinda late because of Jesse's paramedic training so they had a Sunday brunch the morning after the wedding. The kids were beat!! Landon never falls asleep easily outside his crib! But this morning, he totally passed out in my arms without a fuss.</td></tr>
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We were also able to go to the beach and play. I don't know what's happened to me in my "old age" but I am just no fun anymore. I didn't even get my feet wet! Man, when I was a kid, you couldn't get me OUT of the water! Now, you'd be hard pressed to get me IN! So sad. But Brice and the kids had a great time in the waves and playing in the sand.</div>
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After the beach, we went to dollar night on the boardwalk! We had so much fun riding all the rides with Jesse, Carmen, and a bunch of my cousins and their kids! It was SO great to hang out with all of them! My family in Santa Cruz are some of my most favorite people ever!! I love them!!<br />
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I love how Uncle Jesse plays with my kids. He's such a great uncle! They loved being buried and they just sat there all content. Yes, a two year old and a three year old held still long enough to be buried in the sand and stayed that way long enough for pictures! That never happens.</div>
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On our drive back to SoCal, we stopped at a gas station and everyone got out to stretch their legs. On the grass all around the building were TONS of frogs!!! The kids caught SO many!!! The pictures all came out blurry because my camera is sub-par, but you get the idea. I had to put an end to Alaina catching them because she didn't really get the "gentle" part and there were a few casualties. Poor froggies. I also had to keep a vigilant eye on Landon who seemed to have difficulty telling the frogs apart from the dog poop. Ew.</div>
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After northern Cali, we went back to SoCal for a few days. Well, all of us but Brice. He had to head back for work, but another of my best, good friends was due to have a baby anytime and she was hoping I could stick around to be her doula. As usual, she guessed her date on the nose: July 7th. Ryker's birthday. So Ryker and Braydon share a birthday! How awesome is that!? It was a frustrating labor for Kari because she had days of prelabor that progressed and then backed off, playing mind games with her. But in the end, her birth was fast and amazing and she did a fantastic job. I wish I could say as much for the hospital staff.... Wow. That's all I can say about that. I suppose I should clear it with her before I talk too much trash about all that happened with the doctor and one of the nurses. To be continued. Maybe.</div>
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Braydon was born just before 1:00 in the morning, so I got home at about 4 in the morning or something and when everyone was up, we went to the Crestline 4th of July parade and the kids got all kinds of candy! Ryker LOVES having his birthday be so close to the 4th of July because there are always awesome festivities that I'm pretty sure he thinks are just for him. ;0)</div>
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We wandered around town for a while looking at booths then headed back to Mimi's house for a rest. I'd been developing a case of mastitis and was feeling a bit under the weather. I was pretty scared about it because I kept hearing horror stories about how it just knocks you out and is the worst thing ever. I'd never had it before. But I took doTERRA's melaleuca essential oil like my life depended on it and it didn't end up being too bad or lasting too long. Whew!</div>
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In the evening, we had pizza for dinner and cake and presents. This year was Ryker's golden birthday: he turned 7 on 7/7. He was totally jazzed about that. Angel's mom made him this awesome golden cape with a 7 in the logo for his special golden birthday. He loves it!!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ailey thinks Liam is hilarious! And Liam loves to make her laugh.</td></tr>
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We headed home on Sunday and it was good to be home! The kids had been gone for right around a month! And I'd been gone for two and a half weeks. It was kind of an interesting series of events covering the circle of life: I went to a funeral, a wedding, and a birth in two weeks. Wow. Emotional, powerful, and amazing, all of them!</div>
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The chaos has not let up since we've been home. Full days with 5 kids when it's 110 degrees outside is kinda crazy!</div>
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Ailey is learning to sit up already. I'll prop her up and then she can balance and hold herself there for 30 seconds or so. But it only seems to work if she's getting tired. The rest of her waking hours are spent in constant motion. Those little legs are always kicking and she loves to rock her little body and wiggle all over. She's kind of hard to hold on to! But all that moving results in one STRONG baby! She's been rolling over for quite a while now and she started sitting up at 4.5 months! Now, at almost 5 months, she's scooting all over the living room!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Falling!!!! One of the times she was tipping over, she reached her hand out and caught herself! Overachiever much?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First pony tail!!! Awwww! So cute! Makes her look chubby in these pictures for some reason... :0)</td></tr>
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I got this beautiful baby carrier from my cousin Hannah. Hannah went to Asia last year and she spent some time with some Hmong women in Vietnam where she learned some of their sewing techniques. She came back with a bunch of their baby carriers! The style is kind of like mei tais but there's no waist strap. Gorgeous, no?</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thank you, thank you, Hannah!!! I LOVE IT!!!!</td></tr>
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Something happened earlier today or yesterday and I thought, "I should put that on the blog" and now I can't remember what it was, so meanwhile, here are some pictures to enjoy.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There's something about this type of overhead shot that I LOVE for little kids. It's like it exaggerates their littleness or something and it makes them look so cute! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alaina's not quite strong enough to wear Ailey very well, but for the few minutes she can handle it, it sure is cute!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago Alaina was a naughty princess (her words, not mine) and she CHOPPED her hair! Her long, beautiful, curly locks are gone, gone, gone. It nearly broke my heart. She had her hair half up in piggies and she cut the piggies OFF! It was devastating!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So sad! And just in time for her to be a flower girl in my brother's wedding at the end of the month too! I did my best to fix it and it looks okay if it's up but when it's down, it's just kinda shaggy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sleepy girls! Alaina was weeping about everything when we were taking a shower so I told her she could wrap up in her towel and lay on my bed. I got out just a few minutes later and found this.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Alaina's new picture pose. Flippin' the bird while she shows you a funny face. I love it!! Hahaha!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She was just chillin' in her chair playing with her new-found hands and I happened to catch her when she looked up. Love those pouty lips!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My dad was in Canada on a business trip when Ailey was born and he went to a baby stuff store up there and tried to have some ladies help him find a gift for the new little one. He found them less than useful and ended up picking the PERFECT thing all on his own! He got Ailey this awesome swaddle blanket that I LOVE! I love it even more now that she's a little bigger and it snugs around her better. And she loves it too and sleeps SO well in it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Got those fingers in her mouth! Uh oh! Another one? We'll see!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My wonderful friend Kari loaned me her Bumbo chair and this little muscle baby LOVES it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kisses for baby!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty girls!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Naked baby passed out in her swing</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brice discovered that she likes to sleep in the laundry baskets. Don't worry, the clothes are clean.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a pretty face!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Today was the first day of summer and we built a town with a masking-tape road running all over. It was loads of fun!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These pictures are Landon's progression through trying to figure out how to smile for the camera. I love his faces!!</td></tr>
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<br />Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-50584847466818152952012-05-23T17:02:00.003-07:002012-05-23T17:02:55.392-07:00Videos (if they'll load)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is a day in the life of me. At least a snippet of it. I can't even tell you how often I have multiple children crying and whining and vying for my attention. I just don't have that many arms and I don't have a clone (oh, how I could use a clone!) so I just have to laugh. Well, I try to. In this case, since I wasn't going to get anywhere with all their fussing, I just stopped to wait until we were ready to move on and I thought I'd video it for posterity. </div>
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In case you can't tell what I'm saying over the crying noise, I said (more or less), "This is shopping. Three little tiny people. Oh, this one stopped for a minute. How nice it that! They just all cry when we try to shop. And when she gets upset she sits on the floor."</div>
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Oh the joys of motherhood! It literally does cross my mind several times a day, "Oh, if I could just split in half right now so I could to wipe that one's tushy, nurse the other one, and help this one with homework all at the same time!" I truly feel like I'm being physically yanked in so many directions at the same time throughout my day. And the whole day isn't like that, but it's either one or the other. Either people are napping and playing quietly and nicely or EVERYONE needs something and is yelling, crying, whining, or fighting simultaneously. So I either feel calm and peaceful and content (like right now--two are sleeping (three if you count Brice), one is on an outing with a friend, and two are watching a movie (I know, weird for us, but something's gotta give these days so I've loosened up a LOT with the media. I hate it but it helps me keep my sanity. I hope I don't damage them too much with it...)) or like a complete nut-case on her way to a lengthy stint in the loony bin. Sometimes the loony bin sounds like a vacation. ;)</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-37357355394767688852012-05-14T11:56:00.000-07:002012-05-14T11:56:35.108-07:00It's been a while...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Okay, folks, get ready for some pictures!! Sorry it's been so long. Five kids is proving to be a serious challenge for me. Not sure I'm going to survive this. But I'm just trying to take it one day at a time (sometimes one minute at a time) and not kill myself or anyone else. Easier said than done. The kids are amazing and wonderful, but it's just a lot of little people to manage. And A LOT of mess. I hate mess. And I hate dishes. In a family of 7, there are just way too many dishes. I've actually kind of gotten over my loathing of laundry and it's not so bad since I wash each person's clothes separately from everyone else's so I don't have to do ANY sorting. That makes it doable for me!</div>
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Anyway, on to the good stuff. There are more than 40 pictures in this post, so forgive me if they are out of order.</div>
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I know it's been a long time since I've done a decent job of keeping up with my blog (see first paragraph), but we've sure been busy! So I'll give highlights and funny quotes (Alaina's hilarious) as I go along, but I'll be leaving lots of stuff out. Sorry...</div>
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The biggest thing of late (besides welcoming Ailey into our family, but I already posted about that) is that Brice finished his Master's degree and got a job as a project manager for a civil engineering company in Tempe, Arizona. He gets paid to play with dirt. Weird job. But I'm not kidding. He spent all of Friday and part of Thursday last week pouring water in holes for a couple of hours and then filling the holes back in after taking measurements. And he loves it, blisters and all!!</div>
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So we had a whirlwind of a move since he got the job offer just a few weeks before Ailey was born and we had to wait for her arrival to do any house-hunting. By then we only had a week and a half before Brice started his job. It ended up taking three weeks of Brice being out in AZ by himself before he secured us a house and we were able to move. That was a crazy 3 weeks!! We haven't been away from each other for more than a night or two since we started dating! Three weeks was HARD! But I have amazing friends, family, and neighbors and they all pulled together to help me get my house packed, take care of my other little ones, and keep my sane. I miss them terribly!!! And they will never know just how wonderful they all are and how much of a difference they made in my life. Through them, I truly felt not only their love, but also the love of God and I gained an even stronger testimony of His awareness of little ol' me and my personal trials and struggles. He truly takes care of His children. A HUGE thank you to all of you who listen to His promptings and have been an instrument in His hands on my behalf! You don't know how much you have touched my life.</div>
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So we've moved into a new house in south Phoenix. I LOVE the house! It's gorgeous and HUGE and so nice. It's just kind of in the ghetto. Lock your doors, don't let your kids play out front without you, and one of my neighbors witnessed some guy firing a gun outside of a gas station last week. Doesn't look like he hit anyone, but still. Crazy. We won't be here long. A year or so. It took me hours and hours to decide what to do about school for the kids. I did tons of research, tons of paperwork, and tons of praying. While I'm not super impressed by the school I ended up choosing, I'm not disappointed either. I think they are great at academics but they're kind of lacking in the nurturing department. I just don't see a lot of smiles. But my kids seem to be doing well enough, so we'll tough it out for a year or so. We love our ward and neighbors and we have a neighborhood pool that we finally got keys to the other day. Yessssss! Brice also got called to be the ward mission leader. That's quite the job here in not-Utah. People are kind of scaring me about how hefty of a job it's going to be! But I know that Brice loves missionary work and I am excited to be a part of that.<br />
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I've been trying to keep myself busy and involved so I don't mope too much (I really miss my family and my old neighborhood and having five kids is really hard) so I've been enjoying playing volleyball with some ladies from church on Mondays and going to playgroup with moms and kids from my ward on Thursdays. I really like the people here! There happen to be a lot of other cloth-diapering moms and natural birthing moms and essential oil-using moms and stuff like that. I've been pleasantly surprised and I've enjoyed getting to know them and chatting about common interests.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the essence of Landon. I had to post something to document his constant finger-sucking (he gets FOUR fingers in there!) and belly button poking. It's either that or he has his hand down his diaper. Who knew it started so young. Ew.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ailey is super strong. We thought she would be because she was wigglier than even Alaina was and she was WIGGLY! She was also our overachiever in the physical milestones department. It will be exciting to see what Ailey does! In this picture, she's sitting on her own! She can't balance yet, of course, but she is strong enough at 2.5 months to hold herself up.</td></tr>
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I have to post Alaina's funny -isms. This girl is a riot!! A lot of these (probably all of them) I've posted on facebook, but I know that a lot of you guys aren't on facebook so for those of you who are, sorry for the repetition. But here's one none of you have heard because she just said it right now. She wants to call Granddad on the phone and I'm asking her to wait until I'm done with this post so I can talk to him too. She said, "This is eediclius!" (ridiculous) Love her!</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: orange; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Me to Alaina: "Yeah, buddy! That's the way to do it!"</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #38761d; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Alaina: "I sang 'Heavenly Father Knows Me.'"</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Me: "Cool! He DOES know you, huh!"</span></div>
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Alaina: "Yeah!"</div>
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Me: "Does He know your name?"</div>
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Alaina: "Yes."</div>
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Me: "Does He know your favorite color?"</div>
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Alaina: "Yes."</div>
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Me: "Does He know what color your eyes are?"</div>
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Alaina: "Yup, they're basil." </div>
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That means hazel. She used to say they were pink. I love that girl.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Me: "That was a lot of sneezes!"</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Alaina: "Yeah, I tooted at the same time."</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landon loves his baby sister. It's been a rough transition for him, but he sure thinks she's great! He loves to give her kisses and pet her head. And his hair is getting long and curly again. Yessss! It's not as curly as it was, but I still love it long.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Landon loves to be a monster. Sometimes he puts a blanket on his head and is a blanket monster. This day, the littles found colanders and used those as their monster masks. Love them!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Buddies. Gotta love Raelin's mouse beanie in Phoenix! Girl's got some dimples too!! And again, Landon with the mouth full of fingers.</td></tr>
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Well, we're mostly just trying to adjust to our new normal and I'm trying my best to follow all the old ladies' advice to enjoy my kids while they are so little and cute. And they sure are cute, but they are also a LOT of WORK! Whew! </div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-73536580483123833962012-02-24T10:18:00.010-08:002012-05-14T16:32:48.619-07:00It's a GIRL!!!!!<div style="text-align: center;">
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Thank goodness because my belly was HUGE!!!!</div>
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Skipping over loads of important recent events to bring you news of our new addition! This is Ailey Jessa Somers. Her first name is pronounced like Riley without the R; eye-lee. Her middle name is a combination of my brother Jesse and Brice's sister Melissa's names. </div>
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This little girl decided to wait all the way until her due date to be born, which is weird for us since the other kids were born 7, 10, 2, and 10 days early, respectively. But we are sure glad she did because now she shares her birthday with her daddy which we think is just awesome! She was born at home (love home birth!) on February 22, 2012 (2/22/12; cool birth date, no?) at 10:45 pm. She weighed 8 lbs 4 oz and was 21.5 inches long. She has the cutest round head--no molding at all, probably because she was posterior (facing my front instead of my back like babies normally do) until delivery. </div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">I suppose I should start at the beginning. I'd spent a lot of time and effort with this pregnancy trying to picture it and how I wanted it to go. I even wrote out the entire experience ahead of time as I'd been seeing it in my head. My visualization pretty much nailed it except for the date. I was only off on the time by about 20 minutes (I guessed 11:05 and she was born at 10:45)! Anyway, I wanted to have the kind of labor where you have plenty of strong contractions in the week(s) leading up to the birth so that the actual labor itself would be super fast. So over the course of the last two weeks or so, my contractions had been getting steadily stronger and I'd had a few instances where I thought we might be getting somewhere only to have them peter out. I had one day of doubt where I was worried that the baby was stuck in a posterior position and couldn't get down into the birth canal (I knew her head wasn't engaged at all). But aside from that day, I was able to be really patient and relaxed about it. During this time, Brice got a job offer (YAAAAAYYYYY!!!!!) with a firm in Arizona. They want him to start on March 5th. That gave us 2 weeks to have a baby, pack our house, find a new house, and move. Kinda nuts, huh!! So with every day that went by without a baby, I was feeling a little more pressure to have the birth DONE so that we could move on to the next thing!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;"> On Brice's birthday I had a prenatal appointment and I told my midwife that I couldn't even reach my cervix to check my progress because it was too far back. She asked if I wanted her to pull it forward. Though I'm typically anti-intervention, this one seemed super minor and appropriate given the circumstance. So she did and the contractions that I'd been having that morning that had petered out during the day returned. At about 7:20, after Brice's birthday dinner, presents, and singing "Happy Birthday" (I didn't even stick around for cake), I escaped to my room because, though my contractions weren't super intense or anything, I had a kind of mood shift and I wanted to just be alone. I turned on a Hypnobabies track and just relaxed for a while. When Brice came up after getting the kids to bed, I was pretty sure we were getting close. I still wasn't sure whether or not we were close enough to have the baby before midnight so the baby and Brice would have the same birthday since contractions had fizzled out so many times, but things were certainly more intense. At around 9:00, I checked my progress and guessed I was dilated to about a 5 or 6. Brice checked too and guessed 8. So we called my midwife and she said she'd pack up and be on her way and said she was probably an hour out. I chuckled, thinking she might not make it! Then I told Brice I wanted to go for a short walk. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">He looked at me like I was crazy (I am). But I really didn't want to lose the progress! I wanted to have this baby NOW and not drag this out any longer! And we'd been hoping all day that she would be born on Brice's birthday. So we walked to the end of the block and back. I think I had three or four contractions on the way, during which I waddled more and just focused on breathing. Brice just looked at me and said, "See, that's why people don't think you're in labor!" I said, "What, cuz I keep walking? Isn't the breathing part a dead giveaway?" He said, "Yeah, for a normal woman dilated to a 2 or 3!" Okay, so I'm weird. But I think that pain tolerance is part of what makes it possible for me to birth unmedicated and at home, so I'll take weird!!! We got back home and things just kept progressing. We kept the lights really low and had candles burning and it was a really nice peaceful atmosphere. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">I've been taking a pretty "out there" childbirth class that I love and we've talked a lot about what a difference it makes to the baby to be born without the assaulting lights and energy and suctioning and scrubbing that is so commonplace in American birthing today and I wanted to see how much of a difference it really makes. It sure made labor nicer and this baby has been SO peaceful! I didn't really hear her cry until the next day because her birth was such a gentle transition, I think. But I'm getting ahead of myself. So the first person there was the other apprentice who works with my midwife (I've been apprenticing with her for the last 6 months or so. At this point, since I took time off at the end of my own pregnancy, I'd say that this other apprentice has now seen more births than me even though I started a little before her) and she took a few minutes to just quietly watch and assess where I was at, then she started getting the things ready that I hadn't already had Brice do. I'd gotten him started setting up the room because I wasn't sure whether the midwife would make it in time. But she did! She came over and asked how I was doing and I said things were moving along and that I guessed I probably had a bulging bag of waters and was close to complete. She literally did the happy dance and said, "I LOVE these kinds of births!!" She asked if I thought there was time to set up the birth tub and I said probably not. She checked me and said I was right on with my guess; that I had maybe a bit of a rim of cervix left and that the bag was bulging. I was having more trouble controlling my contractions and pain level than I had with Landon and, while I obviously didn't have time to dwell on that, I was kind of frustrated by it. But I think that it was partly because of the baby's position which was giving me some back labor. A few minutes later I felt like things were really getting close and I wanted to be where I would birth the baby.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;"> I really, really wanted to birth this baby in a true squatting position so I tried that and found it to be just too difficult. We don't live in a culture anymore where squatting is a normal part of life so our muscles aren't toned to hold that position for long. Especially when you weigh 25 to 35 lbs more than your usual weight. I was a little bummed about that, but </span>consented<span style="font-size: 100%;"> to the birthing stool (a horseshoe-shaped low chair that supports your thighs but is open through the middle to let the baby be born). As soon as I was on it, my body was able to focus on birthing rather than maintaining that squatting position. I immediately felt the urge to push! Yes! I hate the labor contractions, but pushing is such a relief! No more pain, no more strict self-control! Just go for it! The first push broke the bag of water, the second brought the baby's head, and the third brought her body! Ailey was here!! Somewhere in there, she also turned herself around and was born in the normal anterior position, facing my back. I'd written that down as part of my birth visualization too. My midwife guided her to the floor and I picked her up (I'd wanted to catch her myself, but I couldn't hold my body in the position I needed for leverage for pushing and have my hands free to catch her, so my midwife just cushioned her mini fall to the floor and let me take it from there). I had made a flannel blanket to use to dry her off (softer than a terry towel) and I made another one of fleece to wrap her in afterwards to keep her warm and snuggly. I dried her off and helped her clear her lungs but she was already nice and pink and doing well! A minute or two later the placenta was born and we moved to the bed. Ailey wanted to nurse RIGHT AWAY! Our other kids weren't too interested for the first half hour but this little one LOVES to nurse! Ailey really didn't cry at all; a few little whimpers right after she was born and then nothing until early the next morning. I think that creating a peaceful atmosphere for her to be born into and not scrubbing or suctioning her really helped her to be born happy. It was kinda nice! She's been really peaceful since. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">The midwives cleaned up, checked baby, and checked the placenta (yeah, this is totally interesting to me--I'm a nerd) which had the most amazing, thick veins on it. I think I might just have to post a picture. Sorry if it grosses you out, but I think it's fascinating! Scroll fast if you don't want to see it! :) </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">So, the midwives got there around 10:15, Ailey was born at 10:45 and they left shortly after midnight. My labor, start to finish, was about 3 hours just like I'd wanted/visualized it being! I like short labors! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">Ailey has been a doll! Her siblings love her (oh yeah, Raelin and Ryker wanted to be woken up for the birth, so there were both there for the last 10 minutes or so before Ailey was born. Alaina had said she didn't want to get woken up but Brice went in and asked her anyway and she said no, she wanted to sleep. Funny little thing!). </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">She has a little bit of hair, not much. She has a cute little face and a perfect round head. She sleeps most of the time and eats for a half hour to forty five minutes at a time (way more than any of our other kids). She's really peaceful and sweet and soft! Feel free to come meet her if you want to! She's darling! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 100%;">And now, with no time to rest, on to the next of life's objectives: moving to Arizona!!</span></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-67823684885204544692012-01-23T15:23:00.000-08:002012-01-24T10:32:14.138-08:00Fall<div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, pathetic, I know. It's been how long since I posted? Eh, well, you'll have to take what you can get! I'll do a short recap of the highlights to get you caught up to speed. This fall, we did homeschool with Raelin and it went pretty well! We met our goals and accomplished some great things, but it's a dang lot of work for me and it's hard on the babies because we have to try to cram all our errands into one day which makes for hungry, tired kids and they don't get the attention they need because I'm trying to keep Raelin stocked with projects and tasks for so much of the day. It's just too busy. Plus we'd only planned to do it for a semester anyway. So Raelin went back to public school at the beginning of the new year and it has been great! She seems to be enjoying it just fine and it sure makes my life easier!! Ultimately, I wish I could afford private school and get them a better education that way, but meanwhile, homeschool, to me, is the way to accomplish that. But my sanity is paramount. So public school it is.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Also, with fall comes the pumpkin patch! The kids love the pumpkin patch (Alaina still asks about it on a biweekly basis) and the one by our house does more and more cool FREE stuff every year. This year they had some awesome mazes and hay mountains to climb, which, if you know my kids, they LOVE!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUoKEDvSG5InWXfUue4peRMo-ln_wWYQNOtYb4sVydVI4EjhWJnek3djuC04sfm5vI22W_gWRW1jDX0rc5ob1cMe_JmHW4tfClXZ-zUz6QKpGWXex30dkKNhFH4co_yRJtCTlRuHHiJSMb/s320/DSC03819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700976483394342706" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> They also had a corn pit that was loads of fun for the littles. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSYEiTxrtqQF8YRg90zU8dhk1ea2n98jjLkywUXHbRKNbMoEYMXrV_Oitgt-DuxGWpESCOLVaD7eblaSFxkEzChuzOo4KicY56TqFTq8J-YAQJtTaPW35xVyYVSfzAgtcJOfNyFba72L2Y/s320/DSC03869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700973898399197026" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9apCJ1u143NWN8jnfoC5JlOMVmiFwI7BcUikey6VCtzur4_xSID1Pw0XaBCUjuIB30E_LigUVussFwwC9ZbZuKuyjmdL8EDo_pHkPcK0Exr69yuAwnlzfiiTrgCKn2LNrwsmqmlqREDPU/s320/DSC03878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700973881264132322" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And we went on a hay ride around the farms. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ii7tk7w7pCXSBkGQqKBZyKz39PqKmciM1zZQ6HLaMSDv_SbRI-_0FpNdjpRh0hUW0Gb2_3KtXRoJ9X1dkdtNwYIgsI9YF-jVHO1wcggcvRQlvHhcjekI56H_biDQU6jUJHDuFomB6cak/s320/DSC03831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700973895287249074" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids had a blast! Except for Landon when he went to eat the corn and I quickly, but not TOO roughly brushed it out of his hands. But, I mean, EW! And I'm so not a germaphobe, but last year we went kinda late in the year and it was all fermented and stinky and there are SO many people who climb all over in there and just ew. So I didn't want him to eat it and I think I startled him. This was his response:</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVDGYodlm2aAlIuRVoRouypAiZKH8rVT52zGOG6VBz0BzlO2y447GFXX5Uf53PdiqwtHfrGrkzHLSOTl6s1pb49igpOPl5FT2VVk3WNNSnJ2f0iZEHprMbTCh6qEXfiqoAT5Tu7T3IE44/s320/DSC03872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700973866558797282" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTMvBkRXYXuy9VMFzn6HTwH2AjoWKcUIBfx-5wbvgE9F0IRZMI4ylOyW9ClcDUCqlX-GdisPLIu8ndWs9kctnWC-F2qm51iddhSmyvE4Ce_sZ_7zoQPQcbSaDiabg8yPNdd5POH1cFg-FQ/s320/DSC03873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700973874399232402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">So sad! I broke his poor little baby heart! Awwwwwwww. And yes, I took pictures of it. I'm so mean.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went on some cool hikes (love the fall colors--I think that's the best thing there is about Utah!) </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAUCjP1ZC1gPJaXATIoFFd21eAHsm3QUmDOb5UVrreDmXuAS-V-qN4PqCswqeD6SCzlBQSx9J29am7gREzyc4ewXnrcvRq8sVYWwLC-4Z3hhftcwMWDso4z0qhlfZO2rBUQpXihAH6JrhG/s320/DSC03920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701265158097927906" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and climbed all the trees the kids could find (have I mentioned that they love to climb trees?)</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJrrTrMwm0sld19IkYBmJHZsdSJRHPMX1jkNjzK5uqfxXURJ212oggWdVHVLnjl2Qp638b5PgLKIlScCpC5i8X0bEee5Gax71K95uwgr2e_KLcpDuk1ndAbByzVCjJ1DcyFsJgsVw56QJg/s320/DSC03963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700990985649766370" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">For Halloween we carved our pumpkins (Brice's turned out particularly cool--it's the puking cowboy one)</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPD6rJYxZLB31m7CReVicFvojZn-UweJ-n9c7DlxWxFaaPHHwvI6hfsW1kaoZiVuGgHHKExMgpeRxuzhJ4M8NDOaLfM9gGt8n76SBFX2mlGJgtqisRTl4EWB80ES71ZwyScuXu7r-MoX1/s320/DSC04227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991000059951042" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and went trunk or treating and trick or treating. LOTS of candy!! Raelin was a lizard, Ryker was Batman, Alaina was a monkey, and Landon was a banana. I was particularly proud of Landon's banana costume. I made it from scratch and I loved how it turned out!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_XhSRf_J9uGc17iZDe-8RDOx3vUTVgjU0hBcIrFPBqbuWCrDlxVPnMPn42HFv-CYxbKoehTlIwDjfmlx-BBUYmeLkr76IpwR29qu_uY0ZisyuV_nlAPAlUI4cSvJKt25gILZ0v_uoaPL/s320/DSC04230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991007058370898" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina got this awesome fat lip when she landed face first taking a tumble off a chair. Clearly, it didn't slow her down.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuN5P5XOw5tLkTYc8aepBMcK7MDXJ1JkEOeqb9ydqVILXjqkzxpa87nbwCgpovfCGUdGit3MDoh775z2CnLl-_TXU4lvrn6vq8yT3AO5VeVQOc85k0wOnZACWlUpJ76icrSemzi74MbLm4/s320/DSC04196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700990988258720946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin had a birthday and turned 8! Her baptism was awesome but I'll do a separate post for that.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIXugOn5c5jKmrXccTiqsFyDh9BQCqsUhXgZDLIFxeMNrXHOi58Dyg_1l7uGiR5EOu4aeQb2e5qYTFNO8I5ddZKIP-Ac4XZxAdYXKvCdhsAJGPNEnbqR10oLyfprJWTrZwnFeDOYM9L6ED/s320/DSC04320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701265188483493042" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> For her birthday, she got some great books (she's an avid reader) </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ6m1wtVemHEpoRh_B8mE_aH3Sn4oAB5-Sj_9lSrmWq-07syBdgig2ZNujcbk4HrmrnIiTfgWHDgPuwwYM-xuW2KkKZlTs9EFIxDlmB6GTbGOT0YT6oD5jELHhA4L16wE_xeTLElEWwO1S/s320/DSC04264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701265154733213042" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and her own sewing machine! She's been taking a sewing class and making lots of cool stuff so we thought it would be cool for her to have her own machine so she didn't always have to compete with me for mine.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhectzLrKlc-p-kIVwMIJipKKiHdMwQVlZO4Du3VptWMxxEgpmanws9BxfwozPnqTqDqRWof2eSuuI574Km2vrlUWT-ZwFltL42XE-NyAudVgws-QTcOf1DgVE3IqenFYnmNmpMvjouIo7c/s320/DSC04274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700991009051725602" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">We played outside as much as we could in the awesomely unseasonably warm weather, which I love. </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUrCLMwa2PtMpFdsuj25-0hUhkY49JLKKOIh_4132vZNJJhqKTSXI-IMi_Ag_dik9ArY3_3cW3AGJ1l8WP0jzchCcsfn8A5U8YAVF0fdS_ZLt7-VAWmfe-sLj_okxLF9hXQFys-mzFs_MS/s320/DSC04296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701265167438194658" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Look at this little cute guy! I love that face!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKi4mSKHTYW3qR2jNS3pUBMMWXEgQQI6cPWNmgfFGsRn6bVxJjTdyyWF_sx9_I8YVpEFdWP2vGCBQRMrG-IAw3f1fEYI_J5xIQrMnUQV14VGCTaF0F-2Wu9GJmPIfOVNk43NtRBwdwYTz1/s320/DSC04300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701265179758166754" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Winter has just finally hit us in the last week or so with our first real snowfalls and freezingness. I'm hoping it goes back to spring rains and warmth again soon because I was really enjoying that! I'm not a winter person, in case you didn't already know that. HATE winter. Though I do feel bad for the kids when they're hoping for snow to play in and don't get any. I just wish there was such a thing as warm snow...</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-76642017278794808872011-11-04T14:45:00.000-07:002011-11-04T16:16:29.485-07:00Goblin Valley<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45mc4zu942yKPaTQ08Epx_C08ptmAhlornuBbO8j5x7ImBUrl3jhSc0vQMYQ2Mub7KecodFhD7_CDHLdbof8VfLCYVy0J8qm_b3UYTKUwcwWh16Usi1jc2uq0CyRQJtyHQ0HeSgvaE-DF/s1600/DSC04190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;">A few weeks ago, we took advantage of one of the last few weekends of good weather and we went to Goblin Valley. It was awesome! I love camping. I can't think of a better place for my kids and my sanity. Nowhere else can I let 'em run lose without worrying incessantly about what they're breaking and who they're bothering and what messes they're making. It's so relaxing! I know lots of people who hate camping for one reason or another (for other moms, it seems like it's mostly the dirt. Fortunately, I don't care about dirt at all. Especially fortunate since Landon is still a crawler and he loves to eat everything off the floor: rocks, beads, erasers, marbles, nuts, you name it! Needless to say, he was a mess!) or who find it more stressful than regular life, but for me, nothing could be easier. And I'm not so pregnant that sleeping on the ground is torture. It was perfect.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_kXXc_ILDbSNndkLvKDjDKAHEKmlmv5hN2RS_edphS5gpOyrWMfiA92a-A4_QLXBWzaaBsOvkX76zWhA7HTxT3Luz-ck5whVsieTYzByirQXTFsyods-hCVN7qGkSBggVNEKnRXdhw3U/s320/DSC03989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671261680500326514" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We set up camp on a little trail near this old ramshackle miner's house and once we set up camp, we wanted to climb up to the mine.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbn5Ml7s0cSj1xoyDDvFcCcUkwhFW4IiBhTpwZYEbV99AHMSI3MiQ7qwuhPtA04zaD7-K80knZeZatoQQcrKxV5wEcYVjRed5KPZTge-_CReuPtRdC_i2dV_eI52tFsyhnIYpyiQddNBsW/s320/DSC03992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671261693764627618" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"> It included some challenges in the offroading department, which Brice was more than happy to attempt.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hyWqC5hQYitbWvpmnoUKNGVqsdBhz32ESRg3d1Bv9HrsNI6fF7RXsbJ9R14vxJQ-g0aSlFMTWDMbfsZZUthHhEvvir8Ss9UNQg59aea5sW1MBNhcHBFkoKm4C5-rIvHIBZENl6h4jCgQ/s320/DSC03993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671261715302780818" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">And then we hiked up this insanely steep mountain to get the the opening of the mine (which was sealed off). I am not the greatest climber.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg76mAFJozHfXXQRjbqE3FRFMsWkMK1YKtlpLEJijZwLvhQlPOXgC_JkmkNaeZwrwW807F5be_TG5Gv3BRFmg39J47epB0n_LQlSFxJg1Kjkb1oHEF6X_Qkdb_64vWL17Ra9dzCTa9dXeuN/s320/DSC03998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671261734930354610" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"> I'm pretty much the biggest chicken in the world, which I guess is pretty contradictory to the rest of my personality, but is, nonetheless, the case. I HATE heights! And I hate feeling like I might fall and die. Weird, huh. The other factor is that for the last 8 years, most of those sorts of situations have happened while I'm carrying a baby on my back. Just panics me even more! If you've been with me on this blog for a while, you might remember my very first blog post about our trip to Zion's and all the great hikes we went on there. And you might remember that, despite the fact that for once I wasn't carrying a baby, I was still terrified! Nothing has changed. Yep, still a chicken. And my kids are ALL better climbers than I am. Even Alaina can climb faster and easier than I can. Getting shown up by a 2 year old....</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinuE3cz2Zvi3a4s-Xa23ikT_l3yboAI3OzEsPA80FnzQELaDIvZQgpWKVcfG7gnkn2q1Zyr5uoDwwTJqh_fq_IgZAOFV3D7vGMwA-y6kPYhkkvV22jw-oF11rO21FJgaYC7eqOdiFYwlNA/s320/DSC04004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671261752384973938" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbzBWRDUc_8e4XroiJDeuDtis-AVyLK8OT_bNO3czbM0wwkIUtUls33PycQkZr4R0U3RCrA9W8KMCcpKEEkX8jyC2MFnlaFP1aUoXuO7DbD70EgG9XmakHe1yn_FoM31ULHSsGqk4DPCOH/s320/DSC04019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671262966842763042" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The first night, we went to a guided tour in the park where a ranger taught us about the plant and animal life in the area and the rock formations and the stars. Landon was tired and fussy, so I missed a lot of it, but the older kids LOVED it! Ryker fell in love with the ranger, I think. ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The next day, we went back into the park, planning on another tour, but we got the time wrong. We still had a great time hiking around the valley floor with the "goblins" and playing hide and seek. Amazing place!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">You see what I mean about letting 'em run lose?</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNiTI5ZpHEd-lJ3-r9_VWklSYazXOmNXb6LNQ07xjmnTmqqUzq4wBPLOmOVwF4Krj7BXzLD7AFDXPoHNJlYW69V2CnyxoYdSjnNtBr2j9DAPvkzhCIDlX3iXEKIh89ELOCzj7wX-iMXuv/s1600/DSC04093.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNiTI5ZpHEd-lJ3-r9_VWklSYazXOmNXb6LNQ07xjmnTmqqUzq4wBPLOmOVwF4Krj7BXzLD7AFDXPoHNJlYW69V2CnyxoYdSjnNtBr2j9DAPvkzhCIDlX3iXEKIh89ELOCzj7wX-iMXuv/s320/DSC04093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671265855183416866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina and Daddy hiding! Shhhh!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvGhAv3vxxwaCMsG_viNZD7LlwbxpX9msykJq-zhHEHgHXoWdIbyXnkQN8r2UvIIgnFfTKUsglLhKA6hyphenhyphendOeu24pIUCrgA3BY0id1t7a2g_5RkHCuoNrS53v2dxVAmyw0l3rFuojSZp29/s1600/DSC04092.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvGhAv3vxxwaCMsG_viNZD7LlwbxpX9msykJq-zhHEHgHXoWdIbyXnkQN8r2UvIIgnFfTKUsglLhKA6hyphenhyphendOeu24pIUCrgA3BY0id1t7a2g_5RkHCuoNrS53v2dxVAmyw0l3rFuojSZp29/s320/DSC04092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671265840306258578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Did I mention it was amazing?</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45YmCR_031XPPcLYpnYts4R1ya_PmUkMohrCV3VAQ22OtJ0mVODSl820XF8euCXNMyNmfiUYtV4EduUaa_oFT4B0IXfGeCgojvZxHLqXWK3VgVXMU5yEbPv6vfZiaYwfZZYww-teSHM0i/s1600/DSC04088.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45YmCR_031XPPcLYpnYts4R1ya_PmUkMohrCV3VAQ22OtJ0mVODSl820XF8euCXNMyNmfiUYtV4EduUaa_oFT4B0IXfGeCgojvZxHLqXWK3VgVXMU5yEbPv6vfZiaYwfZZYww-teSHM0i/s320/DSC04088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671265824001584050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Landon spent most of his time in a carrier on my back, but I picked a spot for him to get down and play for a while too. The sand was so fine and he really liked spreading it around on the rocks and sitting on them to play.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcAGa3DKF394jBtkQ-N6OclPm5X4dzGaFMDpPGiGWARzCmrvTVk4lbloGz1VLYXMfsNkmWd4CfL0GtD9r4U0DGtCHEhIcihU5U7kca3R8S999Tbi7kznFDZaxNd7hOz9JaLTPnXnWKgbA/s1600/DSC04086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcAGa3DKF394jBtkQ-N6OclPm5X4dzGaFMDpPGiGWARzCmrvTVk4lbloGz1VLYXMfsNkmWd4CfL0GtD9r4U0DGtCHEhIcihU5U7kca3R8S999Tbi7kznFDZaxNd7hOz9JaLTPnXnWKgbA/s320/DSC04086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671265807139639362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYkBKzgb2qU7eHi00yO9vEWaqBHcmmLlmLPhQwVGOwxDkpVTTvsRa6CD_JgnSRp7ICIJxH-yQunBthyphenhyphen9iKt-W1sXGel3OUMY2brOamx-E9rQJVgISQ1OHEkKkniFepAmrPg14qzxsEPzV/s1600/DSC04073.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaYkBKzgb2qU7eHi00yO9vEWaqBHcmmLlmLPhQwVGOwxDkpVTTvsRa6CD_JgnSRp7ICIJxH-yQunBthyphenhyphen9iKt-W1sXGel3OUMY2brOamx-E9rQJVgISQ1OHEkKkniFepAmrPg14qzxsEPzV/s320/DSC04073.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671265799403417234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin is an amazing climber. I rarely see her so bold and confident as she is when she's climbing something. Fun to watch!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9q5M3e-vU_8RBVz-7NAOpTpzzO5lzzgNroGAQm9Pwow10nGlMBVF08_DQnBy2n2uKJOcq9kwkr9DpipCwM6hnKlxDhhV6x-u8g28jYFITG5_OuTWJRcEczZnm-C73AH_4tKjA9VbZGc43/s1600/DSC04072.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9q5M3e-vU_8RBVz-7NAOpTpzzO5lzzgNroGAQm9Pwow10nGlMBVF08_DQnBy2n2uKJOcq9kwkr9DpipCwM6hnKlxDhhV6x-u8g28jYFITG5_OuTWJRcEczZnm-C73AH_4tKjA9VbZGc43/s320/DSC04072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671264473847962370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9RjP0aBHWuWajHT9QdzLHIAqRnVnwDGvu4JF-dT6aVeR_i1BY3In88UU5ObJygKRE7PniX8Dd4W4QxCYvlD5KpVKe8mIHohlI1x_xEvbF_Rv2Ck79HNU7HvNVS7xuhYuQUIrIAptHOq9e/s1600/DSC04070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9RjP0aBHWuWajHT9QdzLHIAqRnVnwDGvu4JF-dT6aVeR_i1BY3In88UU5ObJygKRE7PniX8Dd4W4QxCYvlD5KpVKe8mIHohlI1x_xEvbF_Rv2Ck79HNU7HvNVS7xuhYuQUIrIAptHOq9e/s320/DSC04070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671264453638668402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina liked to find rocks that became her cars and her cows. Funny little thing!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNGDER7IFvANRRIE97KoIKW_eZ4oUXtBg-yFYzAej8cUVagi_5YuGLOuTmYQ3tYcKYtaLkeg9khD8GWBXZOqCQkDFYcmfFwec7x-QRTd0Guua0Q7VoFSJtzd4r18wCGCYc7KVgx1hWMeB/s1600/DSC04068.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNGDER7IFvANRRIE97KoIKW_eZ4oUXtBg-yFYzAej8cUVagi_5YuGLOuTmYQ3tYcKYtaLkeg9khD8GWBXZOqCQkDFYcmfFwec7x-QRTd0Guua0Q7VoFSJtzd4r18wCGCYc7KVgx1hWMeB/s320/DSC04068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671264438955565874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This was Ryker's dragon.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhraQ3huryFibB-rG85dnMvcTrETi-jYNGDBtX7UGioHD0HCp5JPTD95hBiqTHIgMpFbwOHG_FkMLrsev7NregyvwR6SXfPg5bf2O06mVbPQoRl6lVDUPabvk7GKL0kcJYGkunKT0QId3jc/s1600/DSC04063.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhraQ3huryFibB-rG85dnMvcTrETi-jYNGDBtX7UGioHD0HCp5JPTD95hBiqTHIgMpFbwOHG_FkMLrsev7NregyvwR6SXfPg5bf2O06mVbPQoRl6lVDUPabvk7GKL0kcJYGkunKT0QId3jc/s320/DSC04063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671264426354145426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzm9aqo9ND0Gb3kAlkizE7UqxlBpO8_MvoUeSRnrQ-KrsYxGoqHJAg3KCEYxrd10486O8Btwdc25zopQvuezpdhRvmJfTtCaTcomzcDZB0PqIS6WyoT2KhY70lRKXqAurGue8wbD_61ov/s1600/DSC04055.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzm9aqo9ND0Gb3kAlkizE7UqxlBpO8_MvoUeSRnrQ-KrsYxGoqHJAg3KCEYxrd10486O8Btwdc25zopQvuezpdhRvmJfTtCaTcomzcDZB0PqIS6WyoT2KhY70lRKXqAurGue8wbD_61ov/s320/DSC04055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671264412116126562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qQqoctR6Iuzfsu9pCHrdzUF3aLAD1fEXKkDIlOqL9uMiFzJk5lAGL22q65T__I3rI8b-2q55-EuAA90UdBUU8-B5B4mbmxQ5od-ODNjjjhzWL5U6SqNKS7Vydb_uGiDtopiuQdpUnAKh/s1600/DSC04047.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qQqoctR6Iuzfsu9pCHrdzUF3aLAD1fEXKkDIlOqL9uMiFzJk5lAGL22q65T__I3rI8b-2q55-EuAA90UdBUU8-B5B4mbmxQ5od-ODNjjjhzWL5U6SqNKS7Vydb_uGiDtopiuQdpUnAKh/s320/DSC04047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671263029228546450" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMHQ3najJlTt9duHhy7ZR2lDztw6kuq1osScEEnhaVZYj8ZK-hO7drtLFlWphyphenhyphenT9b2a0cemPMsbpt3ZfiIB78V_nK1u_C9dKS_-AeLXYjhX8RuVULQm7AfjFY8-4EfmEAXLpYyBNXEOyf/s1600/DSC04031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIMHQ3najJlTt9duHhy7ZR2lDztw6kuq1osScEEnhaVZYj8ZK-hO7drtLFlWphyphenhyphenT9b2a0cemPMsbpt3ZfiIB78V_nK1u_C9dKS_-AeLXYjhX8RuVULQm7AfjFY8-4EfmEAXLpYyBNXEOyf/s320/DSC04031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671262967557233378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We played hide and seek for a long time there, working our way across the valley floor as we went. Ryker found a tunnel to hide in.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApReRsPqdg-_DX95jWkmORpE-7yrOctTAvJDcuSTWT0FTUZycw-9BeXvLAL45_Y2pHgrI5TbLV9AH4OgjtWmxDhGpfbw45qAeCl_kXy2e9Qe8gC2v5rjVTqrbblPIv8_ZTqhyiGwQo7g2/s1600/DSC04105.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApReRsPqdg-_DX95jWkmORpE-7yrOctTAvJDcuSTWT0FTUZycw-9BeXvLAL45_Y2pHgrI5TbLV9AH4OgjtWmxDhGpfbw45qAeCl_kXy2e9Qe8gC2v5rjVTqrbblPIv8_ZTqhyiGwQo7g2/s320/DSC04105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267437090250674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina squeezed into a tiny crack.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3nb4U1z0avNqxihoFe5tMjR8XK4RUbqWrTGLkuWmKVtVdjkHAcTkx_NM_yI1i2bhPpbAazeZf1bECmJjMTt_ypx7LkQT08ocPO6hhPZNvmdzvRREKqMDi7mQoU5BtKoTe2if55yBUjGB/s1600/DSC04101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3nb4U1z0avNqxihoFe5tMjR8XK4RUbqWrTGLkuWmKVtVdjkHAcTkx_NM_yI1i2bhPpbAazeZf1bECmJjMTt_ypx7LkQT08ocPO6hhPZNvmdzvRREKqMDi7mQoU5BtKoTe2if55yBUjGB/s320/DSC04101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267419887297714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ryker went running across the valley to find Raelin</div></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtAwhq4qYAivs4aBD_-VI1yoY7Zh5LrE7DEJLnOjurst_b6F8xu1GT4lTh2t-TSIiwAtcVqbPYeKPy_85hrrzm0rzElMNY0zIjqd3LWjV7AIfh9hKBWMlYJBoa2JDUFKbGsQbeokUS9Gyj/s320/DSC04097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267397483334626" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">who was hiding here:</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M3ONDt263yeEmqDDlvZI0fg6X6FfrDPzQRp2VTxuAh1LVhRD2JhnBpBSyfaUVh8rHCxGmduaSiJ6xP7shLiHNBP9cgOi-r5c7qFnpLVcriJ9Etrtn64mtrnnbcx36z0ULfKkbA7tl6u8/s1600/DSC04100.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2M3ONDt263yeEmqDDlvZI0fg6X6FfrDPzQRp2VTxuAh1LVhRD2JhnBpBSyfaUVh8rHCxGmduaSiJ6xP7shLiHNBP9cgOi-r5c7qFnpLVcriJ9Etrtn64mtrnnbcx36z0ULfKkbA7tl6u8/s320/DSC04100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267407069843634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Later in the day, we went for a hike through a slot canyon. At the beginning we found a tree and Brice challenged Raelin to climb up the trunk and out onto a limb and then jump to the ground.</span></div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGN4tUBgu7cJmTiNPalzzp0-9FXz8z2RIScjJvFMZ5OkLSNq5DznImJfmfaoAqfbpETwOemN3iFq10lUOVJ4fVkzMR92-pmvpTsalbzkB_7hrOcaQeXgdKdhdF2grDF0j6DlIMgeiEGTLV/s1600/DSC04106.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGN4tUBgu7cJmTiNPalzzp0-9FXz8z2RIScjJvFMZ5OkLSNq5DznImJfmfaoAqfbpETwOemN3iFq10lUOVJ4fVkzMR92-pmvpTsalbzkB_7hrOcaQeXgdKdhdF2grDF0j6DlIMgeiEGTLV/s320/DSC04106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671267442637104546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The first obstacle was this big branch she had to shimmy around.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtxkLRp6cf2TQa-veRWlAaZMpSqD86dEgvwZjVi2W3JFjgccnD6KF0l_GYb_2TXm6bHgKN-XVqtp5raudJOD6r8A1l8DTOvIZO9anfvuKWtneupWTDzgSOx2bJ24AH13XKgNQS-1w-_aO0/s320/DSC04107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671268956101576690" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwKh_5QCjlnMEwDrWrlHwsu3wJF87IWKYuX22zTU41uV-I8iJO9B4Zf2ajx7Qv4-iMa7mTLcwG5Zwt51we3WPVc2mjclbavMWvloaIu7fZSfVfFpa5VDeTIE9i3qRJQS84daxPx9OnWgp/s320/DSC04108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671268984638189410" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguRr_Eu183OzE2Ntj2lkIiuMI4z-GnIaiDAUOPvkY8qoHTjMdKAhqpTNloOzR5fvnbwphun4YkPn_2h4Hbo3vUaTmhRvIZ8HK39yjtqIB_AUulzMCyy-IMWNQ36fN1ki2imxXSHh9C0oPo/s320/DSC04109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671269000793358530" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Then there was a drop she had a hard time figuring out how to maneuver, but when she actually tried it, it was a piece of cake.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGLMeAnYkGQeK7Nupv1DmLNe0XFtJ9m4tYAMNzGbAXKuEOrSCgK9flTi2Jw0RSiRrOPvbimnMuqq8LyD0zg7_cK152n_4bG2LVtjLTa98WlPYz3VU6cA6RgyMKdZ3CE9KyXkKpmGZpoLSY/s320/DSC04110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671269014223483986" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivX1jgMShSqkFdpN1VRC4vcSzRndnA8ax2bxfwbTfxsFGLAYDOVoA_2jG3awlzRZKsuLuSXGsv80q9flaTIbGys8zTxvSwggnawdZfEx_YoGSqU-zr7Rc1GTUkHgieTNj8Bn50yN9VXctI/s320/DSC04111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671269042915234114" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then she just had to drop down below the tree and climb down Daddy (jumping was a bit much, she decided).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmtugKGYpFMtOlak3BgEzyl72vSu7oLPxDw4hvDrRPtIYW8FQ25CmVvVR1M_zjBnzTHll2pSoXOSZbfa3e1c7dgM-F4dy6mRCnc5iWMMQRLa9bxORrNgS1rP4hqqDtuWy_OEGM9GOxsfS/s320/DSC04112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671270515292758706" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ave5fnzXPyvmZchiqRe5TPBmu05yDMAYl7xRaCY_Hnwsww1tX3T6YwZwmS_HAcpUMiVv8CR56_UtxSTTiRe8J91M0bHl5KUMiXdnR3rHGRl1Afi3j7n_wCcH99Lm3FSlI5Jtpkw9Qsho/s320/DSC04113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671270527968625602" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Throughout the rest of the slot canyon hike, Raelin was a mountain goat and Ryker was a mountain lion. Very fitting animals they each chose to impersonate. Raelin had a great goat noise she ran around making and Ryker growled his way through the hike.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmbun3fEO9FeSp0VBE_zsu8KEfJulw462u6ghOUEkHFA3TsCMdGe67l692xSPDO5eAvBAdY90k0TXOambzt_PMiYg3DKQztM7RZPC5pi9lQRsqUy0YvsCLQCOd3nNfm4lr5TrK_2paLbOg/s1600/DSC04188.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmbun3fEO9FeSp0VBE_zsu8KEfJulw462u6ghOUEkHFA3TsCMdGe67l692xSPDO5eAvBAdY90k0TXOambzt_PMiYg3DKQztM7RZPC5pi9lQRsqUy0YvsCLQCOd3nNfm4lr5TrK_2paLbOg/s320/DSC04188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671278074639317650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSLOPo4EDRgyEFCKtu7x9SN7WRYHvUb3YVlMqNtFgYxCvHGg057Zgzl0tuqGXcrMWq_-GJjBQAEoFEh6Fs-d_ckszE4jLg5eWaQNdo81Xp4MfgWN2w3DLtmj3zJuU87ax7cdrLx8vOQml/s1600/DSC04153.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSLOPo4EDRgyEFCKtu7x9SN7WRYHvUb3YVlMqNtFgYxCvHGg057Zgzl0tuqGXcrMWq_-GJjBQAEoFEh6Fs-d_ckszE4jLg5eWaQNdo81Xp4MfgWN2w3DLtmj3zJuU87ax7cdrLx8vOQml/s320/DSC04153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671273902782677794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AvBb98N02v45UX0qH9Uz7EMQDHImtnUbfdPeVgoI9o0o7tT7XrN9k3V_L2hoJPCOqhslxSlweExeQr3YESuHo7lGeiDGQPTTy8vr4lFce92g0lLI3C-oL5gD4zwkqRSm3vrrzpTPl0-Y/s1600/DSC04145.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AvBb98N02v45UX0qH9Uz7EMQDHImtnUbfdPeVgoI9o0o7tT7XrN9k3V_L2hoJPCOqhslxSlweExeQr3YESuHo7lGeiDGQPTTy8vr4lFce92g0lLI3C-oL5gD4zwkqRSm3vrrzpTPl0-Y/s320/DSC04145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671273893879556482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8h16Dfw0oKkC3JDWi_HFWACc-KtNn-ZlNQen-0SypHQX3F-O-7eQ0hH6DwIZQkAjwlOIDMkljcGRn1j6fdfcrv7MC2ldj0s2vGfzogOb7_9B_rSCCHT7Riua0HImPbJwEFPIUXRSogMq/s1600/DSC04140.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8h16Dfw0oKkC3JDWi_HFWACc-KtNn-ZlNQen-0SypHQX3F-O-7eQ0hH6DwIZQkAjwlOIDMkljcGRn1j6fdfcrv7MC2ldj0s2vGfzogOb7_9B_rSCCHT7Riua0HImPbJwEFPIUXRSogMq/s320/DSC04140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671273873956896242" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIWui7TbS-K05jtYdr-tiXame7ZTsC4di4cKIqrgcYRMYRcRybscKLHRNn8zsWEzSMW571gymhYTqsvk8gDU4FoeoIwIx4kniBT-fanwWc4jzrTfHoFs10o1ti6uuFWifN27XnfZxzeKv/s1600/DSC04136.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUIWui7TbS-K05jtYdr-tiXame7ZTsC4di4cKIqrgcYRMYRcRybscKLHRNn8zsWEzSMW571gymhYTqsvk8gDU4FoeoIwIx4kniBT-fanwWc4jzrTfHoFs10o1ti6uuFWifN27XnfZxzeKv/s320/DSC04136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671273863115411106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Gotta love how the carrier accentuates the pregnant belly....</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCpBmi928O2Z8X0N6gLkNH2iDExgxwDFkwMAsAh6UbKbyKbPEMGM2wFwVwPuJGFXEV8osIIOl933_rVj62aVIl3z6JVEzu51yU9D7Zr6aqVJItS8o0iZCKGaFPnhe200kvyqNzZXOwaQxF/s1600/DSC04132.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCpBmi928O2Z8X0N6gLkNH2iDExgxwDFkwMAsAh6UbKbyKbPEMGM2wFwVwPuJGFXEV8osIIOl933_rVj62aVIl3z6JVEzu51yU9D7Zr6aqVJItS8o0iZCKGaFPnhe200kvyqNzZXOwaQxF/s320/DSC04132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671273846940245938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> I have no idea what's up with the bubbles, but she was having fun with it and it was cracking me up! The concentration!</span></div></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX7ZV8V0AoQkKm3FIZgGhhdqvnx-3VrEeATxvW4UxG94QZrAnShS-T8wPmukdlIjjhhyphenhyphenxnKJSixcBFQHY00KCKb5hEzQzzqBKQMsz3xZe9Pm_uEzSGbdgxzz___EepvHzsyUxpTgmnCRKA/s320/DSC04173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671275531786077250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Even though it's out of focus, I had to post this picture. Love the face!</span></div><div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu5kcVCaWLkhsHU1YENXf12ZDpMvnJn2F3-tWyA0sN5-D5RphchkwyXpv1_-Jqa05_XBJr7Z5kriFpZROWb_dnKgQaCyJZv2LfU7waVacZe6pd50KL1x_NoFLCZjWazVZ2CoOOjHH9vtqA/s320/DSC04172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671275518864348610" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina and Landon were having lots of fun playing in the sand at our turn-around spot</div></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdwP6IijPsJDbZHGMPgYsfX7mvu4tXsfMYUZ-U2I_Y80MhYaDHdNlUX2TzVdJm9g3oive2GIYlI6jzmEwmD2LM0URSQ5mfnq_uXCrWFYqrMGY7zrtZkHaWlUSNWoSXWmN3huSVNgSNzXi/s320/DSC04169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671275502665546786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;"> until Landon threw sand in her eye. Good thing Daddy was there to LICK the sand out!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdNiTI5ZpHEd-lJ3-r9_VWklSYazXOmNXb6LNQ07xjmnTmqqUzq4wBPLOmOVwF4Krj7BXzLD7AFDXPoHNJlYW69V2CnyxoYdSjnNtBr2j9DAPvkzhCIDlX3iXEKIh89ELOCzj7wX-iMXuv/s1600/DSC04093.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuFyvLQwv_q6ZUfZzd6jk7SVFoLA5_ukfaDnb9uc4D1ZfVOTO_euT3iUJNY0gMZP3-8BIry1wmWkgVsRd1IpZjy28yGsZAcFd2KDHuNnmaASQPEZPiUPQ0Taw33cE2WC0X3V-kvzCNa4F/s1600/DSC04184.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkuFyvLQwv_q6ZUfZzd6jk7SVFoLA5_ukfaDnb9uc4D1ZfVOTO_euT3iUJNY0gMZP3-8BIry1wmWkgVsRd1IpZjy28yGsZAcFd2KDHuNnmaASQPEZPiUPQ0Taw33cE2WC0X3V-kvzCNa4F/s320/DSC04184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671275555479642706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy gets big hugs from Landon while he rests and watches the older kids climb all over the canyon walls.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ_Wc9pfllroSYBdTFkm4lVDjJucJoJNuK4Bf1EO-HqywmMf7-MQCLJmj0gmBuJKysJnKlNHsXcfasx2Vo-zbkF7ZZ0Wd1b6XJnBU_tS2h1xY1Cqu-ac5ZRCJ26QBmP5roSrcsJyVBtrX/s1600/DSC04159.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRZ_Wc9pfllroSYBdTFkm4lVDjJucJoJNuK4Bf1EO-HqywmMf7-MQCLJmj0gmBuJKysJnKlNHsXcfasx2Vo-zbkF7ZZ0Wd1b6XJnBU_tS2h1xY1Cqu-ac5ZRCJ26QBmP5roSrcsJyVBtrX/s320/DSC04159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671275494435247122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">nd Brice found this ledge he tried to climb. Almost made it!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45mc4zu942yKPaTQ08Epx_C08ptmAhlornuBbO8j5x7ImBUrl3jhSc0vQMYQ2Mub7KecodFhD7_CDHLdbof8VfLCYVy0J8qm_b3UYTKUwcwWh16Usi1jc2uq0CyRQJtyHQ0HeSgvaE-DF/s1600/DSC04190.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi45mc4zu942yKPaTQ08Epx_C08ptmAhlornuBbO8j5x7ImBUrl3jhSc0vQMYQ2Mub7KecodFhD7_CDHLdbof8VfLCYVy0J8qm_b3UYTKUwcwWh16Usi1jc2uq0CyRQJtyHQ0HeSgvaE-DF/s320/DSC04190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671278082953409954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a really fun and much-needed trip. I'm glad we got this last trip in before the cold set in!</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-33358701009574787442011-11-04T14:10:00.001-07:002011-11-04T14:38:08.391-07:00Landon's Haircut<div style="text-align: center;"><u>Before:</u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhef9k3fNXKao3_sOvJwrVMjuci76CdRW9WANr3WS5wE_AveXtdby_abn8gfigNxeksKLx-c8umvKlmBdLwM7EOCdkhv6jG0OFHJuvi2FqnJgbvd87G9VvAFj_fHPcf0rKaTSAkdm-TOwGd/s320/DSC04211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671253660951063346" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So sad! I absolutely LOVE Landon's hair!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixiFbMy-LkChcvITpN04v1gSaZHYpGHTM9M7eQYxec4V35wUIh5BJeDRz6HNO8qIzbpLLw3pb3N6nxFAj_VBpFl8sZSugYt1EfFzxSYQ4b6T-cfKJPzHNhJta050dqA2JhZkAaBCDa4tEv/s320/DSC03854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671252405080112082" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">It's so soft and long and curly and surfer-dude-ish!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfltcwv9Aw2i-3VDpNt-2Y57_8JMeEoHJy6Coz1Nbn2OpK2hvnlW6HwpdqMJ5t_I35WHMiiZbGmCgvQYT8O0ZVOzm3tRt5HAUn3ZIdiWJvewULkl4dbOsKjzq7rhOY81sbyDfiEYrDw4vx/s320/DSC04212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671253681201041426" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">But, alas, all good things must come to an end. At least, when it comes to hair, it's usually temporary. I don't know what it was about Halloween, but apparently we turned a corner and the "girl" comments began.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruycosPb2UmJFO_6c3RkEUdS9ZF_aVGBlM82rYDqzwks-q8prjswLw6bvFcjhUTzRC_h993NgkwsQR8gSU0VhMsih9BwQ7udBA2Prpn66BkutF5bsH_twDnmYic1wpetcNURqrhsXPgK7/s1600/DSC04204.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjruycosPb2UmJFO_6c3RkEUdS9ZF_aVGBlM82rYDqzwks-q8prjswLw6bvFcjhUTzRC_h993NgkwsQR8gSU0VhMsih9BwQ7udBA2Prpn66BkutF5bsH_twDnmYic1wpetcNURqrhsXPgK7/s320/DSC04204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671253645393122450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I knew that day would come eventually, but the sudden consistency with which I was getting comments that indicated people thought Landon was a girl meant that he really needed a cut.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I'd also been wanting to cut it for a while because it's in his eyes all the time.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCNoLvzGThJRo-CJ8Ur3umE2N5MSw9e2MlbSkgxYI1_0kFHjO97iSros7V7GhxdbpOZqC1uEPYAtKnZXK8yIrYPOiugP94w4MRJYGl2Tht8O4kBnK80-hb1TCh7VvB20Wy49kiwMHwbkoY/s320/DSC03874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671252418544909218" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I'd been debating about it and putting it off for a while because I loved his surfer look and because I didn't know how to cut it in a way that would free up those eyes without giving him a mullet but also without losing too much length and those awesome curls. I was planning to take him in for this first time so that I could watch how someone who knew what they were doing would accomplish that, but in the end, I just wasn't going to get around to it anytime soon so I did it myself.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQqVmOqZfRy8tW7WCG3h6u43oqPTkDhhPKFGlKCpFxIDpmUQ0MWA7IIKe0yPqyDW-_Gjo7iy_Ambjyj3QRaNaZvvT3i3aWQJiBFfhfTcgyejlBu9JYICI3mm3kmLJEY72GdWrcN2wmeYa8/s320/DSC04239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671252341544801218" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">I think his haircut looks just fine but I really just liked the shaggy, curly, mop so much better.</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtgboGRZYe1GPGf5OuDh2EJVJ_Fxwbj3wjAbNZxIhLDPv9Y42c5BQL4ljuWCWjXOMq4HAMbujpZ7tjMfq2S33DsMvZcHvc9Ra5-xzMhWhKjQNZ2MTK97ZV4_FalNxNZvJGhCHV38XgDUpi/s320/DSC04233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671252315353844434" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJFECae03bPigsPCB9GyqqVOaZ1P_NljJCTEKFMYWNZN-kmMqb-lbREJz30iXJns5qHB2NmTA9cWiiuOvPjvg_6kBbMoRZKAGlt-tqrYQW8oiy6GWz5uaSUZG2_G9TXy_bUAGVwWqLedtR/s320/DSC04241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671252358806086306" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div><div style="text-align: center;">It was just so <i>Landon. </i>I tried to cut it as close to how it was after the last time I cut it (just trimmed off the goofy baby hair) so that when it grows a couple inches, it will go right back to the surfer-dude look. Let's hope it works!</div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-32676832025886544092011-10-11T07:47:00.000-07:002011-10-11T08:10:40.423-07:00Boys' Birthdays<div style="text-align: center;"><u><br /></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">For Landon's birthday (yeah, it was a while ago--June 25th), we went to the splash pad in Spanish Fork. Landon loved it! We had some friends and family join us and the kids all had lots of fun running and screaming and getting soaked.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAQFY0j9owHUaO7pXo5KciahVUpWC0Ki2G3i7kyCdnbkS3fv51sBcQPKstBotnE_pXJyq1O1a7ph0ZfIA2L2MoQteZZwLGWnU2OIyok-zLTTkqr8j245jFkRMZtTiRlpzGEBciVNhfD91/s1600/DSC03411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAQFY0j9owHUaO7pXo5KciahVUpWC0Ki2G3i7kyCdnbkS3fv51sBcQPKstBotnE_pXJyq1O1a7ph0ZfIA2L2MoQteZZwLGWnU2OIyok-zLTTkqr8j245jFkRMZtTiRlpzGEBciVNhfD91/s320/DSC03411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662248091979852706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Landon is the first of my kids to really go for it with the first-birthday cake. He just dug right in! I made him a turtle cake but we won't talk about that. Not my best piece of work. It was too hot so the pudding I used between cake layers melted all over the place and it pretty much looked like a big pile of glop. Tasty though!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAcDy1E0Zg8M4u5Hk8z-nro6nZ9965nbv3LRJ1yCHeVH6wuVHPqkGPTDl1zpELlGo-n9ILkjZyD4qkLIm8rzIho07o93UNqn5TdCDZ_G-jqhVdoYrWxRhqudEpjAbWpvKaHY5qDYCAqJnc/s320/DSC03493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662249820418637826" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tsVdpLyA_Ty7Q-iQWfeFLieHgwmL9Y5y7peui4QV6zYmBlYqFDi2Y6c_u9_CZVwoVEWkIFxnH6_bYQUWajh5YSEimszZQoSxif2ToFsYMbEkW5Jo5N_fPGqRIxyTxAGHpUnHNGyFNkc9/s1600/DSC03486.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tsVdpLyA_Ty7Q-iQWfeFLieHgwmL9Y5y7peui4QV6zYmBlYqFDi2Y6c_u9_CZVwoVEWkIFxnH6_bYQUWajh5YSEimszZQoSxif2ToFsYMbEkW5Jo5N_fPGqRIxyTxAGHpUnHNGyFNkc9/s320/DSC03486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662248123887946386" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Landon had a lot of fun opening gifts and he really likes cuddly toys. He likes to eat them....</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNMezYbUJvkpm4mXSoXfAl3Fh4xaCNtDjqMTayJ2crd7-TZ_Yd3O8LU6uI-Fk9M42MFL9Gv_R2_T2y-8wiqvJUiO2AS7lpQXy-IpFWWHarwuEBX_9ZBJ42G6bhZh4gXd7GC0NHE0d4vw2Q/s1600/DSC03449.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNMezYbUJvkpm4mXSoXfAl3Fh4xaCNtDjqMTayJ2crd7-TZ_Yd3O8LU6uI-Fk9M42MFL9Gv_R2_T2y-8wiqvJUiO2AS7lpQXy-IpFWWHarwuEBX_9ZBJ42G6bhZh4gXd7GC0NHE0d4vw2Q/s320/DSC03449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662248120310735890" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45AIx-8edWmer5A2oo4Q0r0cbtmaSoBeGbedSPb5jLeyDo8K7oMtVjCzJr-2UafbwJc4hfNSYuOwY_R0Q-3-0UUnd2ljoftTK35aarjKqKR8JDVWah-_HCsuHRg3f-e6qlixj0noZqSJT/s1600/DSC03443.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45AIx-8edWmer5A2oo4Q0r0cbtmaSoBeGbedSPb5jLeyDo8K7oMtVjCzJr-2UafbwJc4hfNSYuOwY_R0Q-3-0UUnd2ljoftTK35aarjKqKR8JDVWah-_HCsuHRg3f-e6qlixj0noZqSJT/s320/DSC03443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662248098472206882" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ryker got an electric drum set that Brice and I found on KSL (I love KSL! Have I mentioned that before?) and it's just so Ryker-y.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbAQFY0j9owHUaO7pXo5KciahVUpWC0Ki2G3i7kyCdnbkS3fv51sBcQPKstBotnE_pXJyq1O1a7ph0ZfIA2L2MoQteZZwLGWnU2OIyok-zLTTkqr8j245jFkRMZtTiRlpzGEBciVNhfD91/s1600/DSC03411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhz8diSFh4yJyJJ1eckbkBLy21Bx7h442D_6_65Cs7X35DZrNZ7vOQHaYkIuiOW6sRYWt-uOXvip9vcA5XKaxlju46QHofvbzhZFMeHO7IbPGKHuiLCTeHAv1j-tJJxdaEEe2X5qgrEm8w/s1600/DSC03521.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhz8diSFh4yJyJJ1eckbkBLy21Bx7h442D_6_65Cs7X35DZrNZ7vOQHaYkIuiOW6sRYWt-uOXvip9vcA5XKaxlju46QHofvbzhZFMeHO7IbPGKHuiLCTeHAv1j-tJJxdaEEe2X5qgrEm8w/s320/DSC03521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662249835834020450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ryker wanted a 4th of July themed birthday so we shot off fireworks and I made him a firework cake. Easiest cake I ever made!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-o4zs8LPuzRrnpa_1Mk6BOOAqGhCTiJ9_UONRzmnQ-3tCxGiYn5eVfRQWLeb9s3fYA2W1J1mZW6_gfmN_Ub0jwUo0AjKedl7nGWHThie9uj5rWv-vboIhE71kN57iXXg09b8ct1Glxp_/s1600/DSC03502.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-o4zs8LPuzRrnpa_1Mk6BOOAqGhCTiJ9_UONRzmnQ-3tCxGiYn5eVfRQWLeb9s3fYA2W1J1mZW6_gfmN_Ub0jwUo0AjKedl7nGWHThie9uj5rWv-vboIhE71kN57iXXg09b8ct1Glxp_/s320/DSC03502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662249830589181330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry it's not a very exciting or detailed post as is my usual M.O., but at this point, I'm so far behind that I'm just trying to get the highlights and catch back up. One day I'll stay caught up. Yeah, right.</div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-27587374222006789522011-10-02T21:21:00.001-07:002011-10-02T21:59:00.470-07:00WARNING!!!!! GRUESOME PICTURES OF RYKER'S LATEST INJURY!!<div style="text-align: center;">So, I know I have tons to catch up on, but I just can't resist skipping ahead and posting about Ryker's injury today. The pictures are NOT for the faint of heart so I'll put them at the end so you can read the story without looking if you want to.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Andrews (Brice's sister's family) are out visiting and the kids have been having a blast! They were all out in the front yard waiting for us to get out the door to go to Brice's brother's house for dinner. Ryker and some of his cousins were playing tag and Ryker was on the trailer in the front yard. He fell off and caught his leg on an L-shaped brace which just ripped right into his leg. Ouch! He screamed, which he does almost every time he gets even semi hurt. I kinda could tell by how he fell that he'd been jabbed pretty good by something, but being the awesome mom that I am, what do I do? I tell him not to scream. Uncle Wes was closer to him than I was, so he went over and scooped him up and carried him towards me. He asked, "Where do you want me to put him?" I said, "Uh, in the car. We're going to need some stitches." Wes turned him a little in his arms to see the wound and said, "Yep, I think you're right!" (Here, I would normally insert a picture of the wound, but for those of you who are squeamish, you're welcome, and I will save it for later so you don't have to see.) He put him on the porch while I ran through the house collecting shoes for my other kids and Brice, calling for Brice to hurry his buns up getting ready (he'd been in the shower) cuz we needed to go NOW, finding the insurance cards, and getting a towel to put over Ryker's gash. It wasn't bleeding much, fortunately. The cut kinda went in under the skin and a long way up through the fatty tissue, but not deep enough to get to the muscle, which is a lot more vascular and would have meant LOTS of blood. Wes, who is typically pretty squeamish, really stepped up and kept Ryker looking into his face and calm so that he wasn't looking into his cut and freaking out (when Ryker first got a good look at his cut when he was in Wes's arms, he said, "I can see my BONE!!" We quickly straightened out that misconception! He thought that the fatty tissue, being whitish yellow instead of blood-red, was his bone. He'd never seen fatty tissue before). We got Ryker loaded up in one car, the other kids loaded in the other, and we went to the Insta-Care while Wes drove the rest of our kids over to Brice's brother's house for dinner. Brice's sister drove her brood in their car. We were at the Insta-Care for about an hour or so. The doctor was great. He was so good with Ryker and thought Ryker was hilarious. He is. He was saying funny stuff and being his normal Ryker-y self. All happy and chipper. He didn't like the shot part, but otherwise, he said it was easy. He even seemed to feel a little bit of pain after the shot but decided he'd rather suffer through it than get more Lidocaine. While waiting for the doc, he decided to practice perfecting snapping his fingers (don't worry--not a scary pic):</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAk5kZRRORnI5SGh6XeQ8B8abFzEsbSzAO5r84YsfRX-PTKVhJBB9kEA7NKeqqYvJ4gc-AlEx4S7UBBOoRuAAFHMWMx1NJeP1Ctu5E7QtuJ057dGqwgwAgEaZo8Nzt39TrocHv4yh-dDsL/s320/DSC03768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659121185937688290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">And he would not stop moving around! Crazy kid! Brice and I talked to him and told him all the things that would happen and then the doc told him everything, step by step, before he did them as well. He also talked me through the stitching, teaching me names of techniques and explaining it to me because I guess he could see that I was interested. Brice, on the other hand, had to go take a couple of time-outs. He got queasy a couple of times and had to go sit in the chair behind the bed until the color came back into his face (it was mostly his lips that were really pale when I looked at him). Even Ryker was watching everything that was happening. A couple of times, the doctor or nurse's hands were in his way so he couldn't see and he fussed at them about it because he really wanted to watch everything that happened to him. He's such a Somers. Brice's dad will be so proud!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ready for pictures? Stop here if you don't want to see them!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's the wound at the hospital before they did anything other than put a topical numbing agent on it:</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYGiOcBANkHbnDdJ1vfp47cmGztItgUhcLOCNBPaIFc5HkeSV3OZe-Fuf7JRDQKOW_NZE6x87a3CNWhIXDw6LHwRto2F1noF4DgjczGKcYbnMmF8gWwn1ZOiOI0uv-DiZOyvcDCAbZEYc/s320/DSC03775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659121164644797170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And here's the wound all stitched up with 18 stitches:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDu7AhduBUPBNRtOwQZtRSoeSTV5kgmdtVyjcAKQ4_epUoYPb4yqMufpHgc4ZL8MlAehBJvfJ79s5C-sWOy-bjzxvV_efkPKhe3zrcYbRAJoaTU5ONNLGFTNH_LTAl0T1XTqg66XogO5eK/s320/DSC03778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659121167759116962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And now it's all cleaned up and ready to be bandaged:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLryos60bCyWFWy89Ob39glBbkLkOjo2bUd2NG3etv04WkbooSlJGIVpY8KVDdCWx7Eiz7cFNAeJQReAlzKm6gjQkzp3ulPVJJsFrjl64OuttwojG_CPX3uLxrt5AlvoUQnK6JLGKHdS7f/s320/DSC03779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659121183139426738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh the adventures we have with Ryker in our family!! </div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-79409327620481104942011-07-31T14:13:00.000-07:002011-07-31T15:33:36.034-07:00The Lord has a sense of humorWell, I suppose since it's fairly common knowledge at this point, it's about time for an official bloggy announcement. For some reason, the Lord sees fit to play lots of practical jokes on us. Landon was our surprise baby and a welcome one. A bit early for comfort (Alaina was only 9 months old when I got pregnant with him) but what is life for if not to challenge and stretch us. Getting pregnant with him was, however, birth control operator neglect. <div><br /></div><div>This time though, we did our part in the prevention department. We were entirely diligent in our birth control use and I have no explanation for how we have conceived yet another child. That's right. Baby #5 is on its way. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not sure how to describe my feelings about this. I guess there's what I feel on the one hand and what I know on the other. I KNOW that this will all work out in the end. I KNOW that God has a plan in all of this and that He does not make mistakes. I KNOW that God can make it possible for me to carry, birth, nurse, and raise another child right now (though perhaps it's not part of His plan for me to maintain my sanity in the process?). But I FEEL much different about this whole thing. I feel like I'm not up for another pregnancy right now or anytime in the near future. I feel like I really have no interest in going through the apprehension of another birth (in the end, it works out fine, each better than the last, but the anticipation of having to be in such perfect control of my body and mind to work through the birthing process drug-free is daunting, though I can't see myself doing it any other way--using drugs I mean). I feel like I'm floundering with four kids and I just don't see how I can possibly manage five. I mean, you've seen how much I haven't blogged in the last year. There's a reason for that. I can hardly manage daily life. I'm so not looking forward to getting nursing established because that process can be more painful than childbirth. I'm also not excited about how to manage THREE kids three and under. That's right. Alaina will have just turned three when this one is born. Three kids in three years! You've GOT to be kidding me! The thing that had been getting me through the day sometimes was knowing that life is hard right now because I have two very small children who need help with everything, but that they will grow quickly enough and be able to do more things on their own in no time. Well, with another one coming, I'm just not sure how I can do three so close in age who will need SO much from me for such a long while yet. </div><div><br /></div><div>I suppose that I knew there was another child waiting for us because when people would ask if we were done having kids, I would say that <b><i>I</i></b> would be fine to be done but that if the Lord had other plans for us, that was okay too. But He might have to yell for me to hear Him. I guess he succeeded there. Hearing it loud and clear! I just could never actually say flat out that we were done, so I guess I kinda knew we'd have another. Plus I have a girl name picked out that I was sad not to get to use when Landon came out a boy. Right there, I jinxed us. I just didn't think the Lord would plan for us to have another so soon! And ultimately, that's what giving me a run for my money. I'm so not feeling ready to do all this again right now! </div><div><br /></div><div>So aside from feeling emotionally kinda unstable and unsure of myself and my ability to have a 5th child right now, I'm also feeling miserably ill. The thought of food makes me sick but not eating makes me sicker. And I have to eat every two hours or I feel like I'm on my deathbed. Nothing sounds good. Ever. But I'm forced to either be thinking about or eating food all. day. long. And when I think of something I might be able to choke down, I need it right this minute. Ugh! So, needless to say, the house is a disaster (I mean, it's always a disaster, but right now it really looks like some sort of tornado or earthquake rocked our world, which I guess it kinda did). Brice has had very little work the last few weeks which is sucking as far as paying the bills is concerned but is a Godsend for keeping the family functioning. He's been amazing about keeping up on dishes and making sure that SOMETHING gets done around the house every day, even if it's not enough to get us to a normal state of functioning. He also takes care of all the poopy diapers when he's home because that just sends me over the edge. And he makes my food for me as much as he can. And the kids' too. He also takes care of everything in the morning so I can sleep in and get my much-needed rest (I'm not a napper). He's so good to me! Even if he does get frustrated that I'm not helping around the house. But I think he gained some insight into my plight last night (whoa, that was a lot of -ights in a row) when I asked him how much work he'd be doing if he had food poisoning that lasted 6-8 weeks. A light went on behind his eyes. Total ah-ha moment. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then there's the whole issue of moving and all that. With homebirthing, it's not quite as simple to just change care providers. Some midwives want to have you as a client for at least a specified amount of time before the birth--it keeps their risks low to know what's going on with their patients. Also, midwifery in California is FAR more expensive than it is here. So do we postpone our moving date until after the baby? Or do we go anyway and pay the higher cost and find a midwife for the last 2 months of care and the birth? The other thing is that part of the point of midwifery is to have a woman whom you trust and have built a rapport with. It's a little more difficult to do all of that there at the end. At any rate, I haven't done much to answer my own questions in this department because I'm feeling a little overwhelmed with all these decisions that now need to be made. </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, yeah. And add to all of this, the guilt that I feel for carrying a child that I'm not totally excited to have. Yeah. Great. I keep worrying that this poor kid will feel totally robbed and unwanted for his/her whole life because I feel so not excited right now. I'm sure I will love and adore this one just as much as my other four, but right now I don't feel anything like I did when I was pregnant with them. Where I should be feeling excitement and joy I feel fear and doubt. How do you remedy that one?</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, now I'm just rambling. So that's the long and the short of it (mostly the long) so feel free to offer your congratulations or your condolences--both are appropriate at the moment. </div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, but really. I do truly KNOW that it's going to be okay, so don't go thinking that I'm in the depths of despair, thinking my life is ruined or that I'm not going to love this baby or anything overly dramatic like that. I know that once the baby is here it will all be worth it. It's just right now, with 8 or 9 months of pain, discomfort, hard work, and fatigue staring me in the face, that I'm doubting my ability to rise to the challenge. But in the end I do KNOW that I CAN do it. Just scared to I guess. It's a lot to ask of one little mommy with 4 small kids already.</div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and due date: Brice's birthday! February 22 2012. That will mean that Alaina and Landon are 17 months apart and Landon and #5 (I think I'll start calling the baby Johnny 5) will be 20 months apart. Alaina and Johnny 5 will be 3 years and one month apart. Raelin will be 8 and Ryker will be 6.5. So we'll have 8, 6.5, 3, 2.5 and a newborn. Here goes nothin'.</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-85129131324101923882011-07-31T12:32:00.000-07:002011-07-31T16:41:39.691-07:00Family Pictures<div style="text-align: center;">We never get family pictures taken. In all our married life, we've done it twice. Our old ones were so outdated that we were missing half our kids. So my cousin did a photo shoot with us and we FINALLY got some new ones done! I LOVE them! We took them a few months ago, but I've been a blog-slacker and am just now getting around to posting them. I still haven't gotten them printed to hang on my wall but I will do that when financial aid comes in next month. This is the set I want to print--my most favorites:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1XQLxkfkgTKP1E8aSFNEwFlkmdisPxwPlYbWiTjFT7NX6C9-0chzFQMu2FQlGuSz3RcfzhdPSDLWERlrhrKwdV1UYu8C241WNBsWmozR-SSWqKsK4N8rnNCBnWFOHtbBv63piloxpaPPB/s320/Family3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662298778946162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoxuwa471bksMLm6sVcg19_E5dc4LVRteTPkiDOGiaXW7U8w7O210Cl39_c1GnjncfTQkH7HzTqRmmhhQm-QA3tvKcWqJD-npDm-28IiLldMpI3yO0_hkuDKaI42oC7xAvpw2oZ3MZlSKS/s320/Alaina2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635661748661408514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASQRjwY7IAJ7XCWEUp_aUOjO7PKkbjfUgsz0ol-JvwIGnCB3nQIdGqmYNV9xf2g0v6DtHxYjawbFHubsZwWAkrNfrVJ5-EFAfifWjkIG3xGWWv5K6ZMOoxKH9JoRaB1lYn0Taw8dvjlK6/s320/Landon3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662721315066866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwta50T5nvsAaXnoPaloCmiteAwbWlu5tpYdMz3ppgG-yx2rHCw_Vv0NCFCbYmW_3-9bcgiIWzoTtDtg306d_csR-fWR8-6zuOURp5phyyhZ2j3lEiwnkxVMKRXNSWw40VbqjScL6_lFGH/s320/Brice+and+Morgan2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662290974743650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu3XaYE-ZGCmzOcPP2B0WMwSvJGhEe2jfjk3kHZls3uAhfBi_HqL3mmsqzsyomx-pPpquj2v0PjqjiCpZLFI6Ij4YM1EJgFs9w8EH7UPASjVFzJcojVOzJtUDctEb_dovaEdvppo2yFcZF/s320/Kids2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662714926404802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1P-4scoSInOcQH69Bd4VnRfS5lrKFAGvH2B_742HxDiwnEnKgSbj30AVFas-mNXwI6SBeQnJWbpiDXXPcFEZA7AhriyHhtlQNstlKmgqXrDr7-8GW5_wxFZC1lESYQXnPwGXb-EXw0Xab/s320/Ryker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635663353889979250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoHwDxP1Kcj7aO-E8H3CWSFOvYdqQjn89mFLtz7zN0d5SR8U8BV4prp_-x4s6pOi3oIlzmUQm3Gmar-L2no_ujQBxSJKMcNUScLYvRFnWMHBVhtR36FkMNYFOx8MXT1l3hMFa0f-tINH69/s320/Family2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662292786222930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeKsJhUEdiHViFW3M_eN2JRp1gQRBD1XFDkvzjsa3Ra-oln8bDcRLcPUsHhHadbbQ_eOVE71ls7tplPkkSSpHR33wR96D5snEqltcq9601YL6k3_jRr7HO0KhMzqQZiZ8KbeGNAS8u9zd/s320/Brice+and+Morgan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635661762672349490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8_FY7pV151x3CcNOO0faYTrloCnuLzV7e3H7FUMDIJbWo4jS1-tr2PSz8WZTu0R__q0CDiPuyHOZTx1QO1xAOR6j1QfSICazTZiqPQzkVQHNHWmtYeAk4qwE9OnOfIqfZDJLIEWdaa-oN/s320/Alaina4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635661757029084530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTEpltUhccYc6Iw_5nG29jWgzcx4C5LJffNkAJk5UhiKRYoCeFVLNPO0hgbIFtUBLStEqCNPGhguQGuNzxsTZ1Iah0Kzx7L_3gxpX9Gj5IkBMLeP4cx1VRW3p45a5zMkAFV3j1e74L1VC6/s320/Brice+and+Morgan+kiss.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662291836398658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5zIOdkAqV8rdpsMb_9G2T8OupatDz94CWj4YVECJSeK8wofphCZhA04CHt_ltuvW45TalITza1PP0LJZwlUF8hoVwrW7DxPnq2cRTTgxxw1ki7KmpZ_HqYdwdqA_xPEB0xZBGvJnrVqg4/s320/Landon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662714893538770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq2NZwQ3tTFuLgv94FtYtBQlkeuPqkf_AU50aTPtK5g2o5fEJbDHxwgHu354LWwmE7MJq8nrTGnzrs4JyoUcZZInQ6qXydfQXhKF5xhknJ11f8f2dwf6KlU3yeHOS8VlWAmvat5B_Icu0U/s320/Raelin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635663356143998626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVC4yptcuLd4YOwp2WWslHTr7R_FI9nFEk-C5f6RI1WZ83d6DiBTPU3eJxE5biTVk6WRToaStYSMzJo7QgkDxv_J6E4lvX4NtBjqKlUeXLSg9lMetIP8dTPeAUHRoEJ0IFwMVSHLmQKLoY/s320/Alaina3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635661754833491250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJoBMYLgVQ3UDzLZ9_zbje2lgpLGnaPL3Z1b7fXiBSIcEZRTncVCDDWZMDqRX5_c-Xu_b4d4bBeRr2RcfpoX6e-L29tN429HEwCm3EYaLx6opR7aZZlgVOOzshUGdFEzG-AwjBwd3LDGz/s320/Kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662710763041378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I ADORE this picture! It melts my heart. It just captures so well how Brice feels about this little girl. She is such a light in our family. Such a precious picture!</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEffHA2nl0UXojm1NnOb5p9gY-VpAXzD10Luo8fPkyDGt3zks9lC0SwK_ViNBRpHUkJHOckv0-kl7-2Hf6Bepkdezs1-pF_UimFpRKKPi0Sc8WPuM3023ZEgZ4SDhSh9zyGmUMBBqoPo-8/s320/Alaina+and+Daddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635661759237075666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO5cENEO6zrndemH8pozIK2qGD4wHyv2qrQKWO8oqWpJNgeN03fOBTQ6O8bITj-5G5xHmK9SvQuzQeK9rS_HMcV_hJGsL1SGqKyBGPOQSoZuTa0BvcROe24PFq_aG9g5XSweCGnndNm5SY/s320/Landon2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662721805524658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhinsb68BgM7r_LzJMG_yoAe45hPqLdVfmvp4iUJ_jPxWT_cow90QbPseV7fegA83Fc3Rdf-FxwAeQV0ECL5ofzW-348uqjgkqdcxR7iZNl1wB2MmATXoWokcaGlqw0c3sOhDxHBB7oJAZO/s320/Family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635662295162231026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you, thank you, Trina!!!</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-78961081393306258692011-07-10T16:57:00.001-07:002011-07-10T16:57:10.142-07:00My kids are so cool!<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; ">I've been wanting to do this post for a while but I was hoping to collect more pictures. Eh, well, I'm just going to go for it and see what pics I have.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">My kids do the most awesome things! Lots of times I get really frustrated with how much mess they make and how much trouble they cause, but by letting them make the messes and cause the trouble, they also develop independence, creativity, and ambition. So I try not to sweat the small stuff and focus more on all the awesome things they come up with to do with all their autonomy. Here are some recent examples of just how cool my kids are, in no particular order:</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">Landon lets me hold him on his back and toss him in the air and he tucks just perfectly to do a full 360 barrel roll. I've got to get it on video. He thinks it hilarious.</div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Ytu0vZeeQVFiVgdgmvrNCLmuJ_RhUctnQWuWbM8Up2ZPiqM0DHai3-icFIyu1liwWb5wjhCS6k48mYqmG5BXH-HNLI0-fc6WUGCz09v6Lk9CQo2S0fTuVmonUR_D-xRA2eTvHwjltpYD/s1600/DSC02787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDg6WGkrFQ3lWylfmhu5KJBy1cAxbclmDQPB90V0vCUtKRGaush3de9LLwRJG4Z5Gmp7hFp0jr6Gz0aO0nwECC9GhgC7uh7DiWpQ8MGLObveKILwAyWxFVp7thCtkGOUkT4hMRMImoermJ/s1600/DSC_5196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDg6WGkrFQ3lWylfmhu5KJBy1cAxbclmDQPB90V0vCUtKRGaush3de9LLwRJG4Z5Gmp7hFp0jr6Gz0aO0nwECC9GhgC7uh7DiWpQ8MGLObveKILwAyWxFVp7thCtkGOUkT4hMRMImoermJ/s320/DSC_5196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827810164023154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My kids caught a BIG fish in a POT!!!!!! This one blew me away! They came running in the house, all out of breath, and asked for a pot. I got them the camping pot and a while later they came back with this:</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtp7F3u4-CiEtJhJnHnuq0E3hprsX7vS-jcwFb2_W7WvSTnDfXZiiUL1ei-fk_LaDCvjUAn8fjR6ARz33VCLQ6IC7pZW4gyVaWh6W7gWg6XmMF2EcSqs7ZUGgT_xPHqovMSGckq_m-iIL0/s1600/DSC03183.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtp7F3u4-CiEtJhJnHnuq0E3hprsX7vS-jcwFb2_W7WvSTnDfXZiiUL1ei-fk_LaDCvjUAn8fjR6ARz33VCLQ6IC7pZW4gyVaWh6W7gWg6XmMF2EcSqs7ZUGgT_xPHqovMSGckq_m-iIL0/s320/DSC03183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827805886748706" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhgdE8dnmSCNl4iMzyznwumG7BvrSe5TV9p1a80h39_TPweliphfGjRDZAZdnC-EkNyfBEikv1uYJOzzTxFzq2XDJvO-5UZnqkBBisb0i1L1KqcFKUWEulmfVKRM5r7lcWAiK6sF0L-K5/s1600/DSC03186.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhgdE8dnmSCNl4iMzyznwumG7BvrSe5TV9p1a80h39_TPweliphfGjRDZAZdnC-EkNyfBEikv1uYJOzzTxFzq2XDJvO-5UZnqkBBisb0i1L1KqcFKUWEulmfVKRM5r7lcWAiK6sF0L-K5/s320/DSC03186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827796780772802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The kids build a fort with stuff from Brice's lumber stash and using all kinds of stuff to keep their "walls" from falling over. They played in it all day.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1BV7LvLeKhKwWfySBh2eK6dDFJ16eKluPZHYMb-d_WkQD4HK8ENIZrRVa3PyKahm7VABrgy5GsGdOdr7uNve6RC84Rw1_ou1UW4dAiCAoVUlfv5CU5oeBKlVvG7sKaXUTuvWpCYNxCVe/s1600/DSC03178.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD1BV7LvLeKhKwWfySBh2eK6dDFJ16eKluPZHYMb-d_WkQD4HK8ENIZrRVa3PyKahm7VABrgy5GsGdOdr7uNve6RC84Rw1_ou1UW4dAiCAoVUlfv5CU5oeBKlVvG7sKaXUTuvWpCYNxCVe/s320/DSC03178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827793304029858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7AANXvnYEtr68I_1ue0pGKyt_Jxk34Hn3yaWBdLblJUfSJmOk3yqWKB-GC-eB5RsbBcV1GnyBsDq6xP1NLIqQyPyYMgCrGGT35A8WeFH_iMqQ4NjeZSWSdI8g7q51hoUA0TXsez28V24/s1600/DSC03177.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH7AANXvnYEtr68I_1ue0pGKyt_Jxk34Hn3yaWBdLblJUfSJmOk3yqWKB-GC-eB5RsbBcV1GnyBsDq6xP1NLIqQyPyYMgCrGGT35A8WeFH_iMqQ4NjeZSWSdI8g7q51hoUA0TXsez28V24/s320/DSC03177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627824750680970402" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Landon can hang from the monkey bars.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcnMSd25CRTdkZx4GEgg32I_jdAJ80gZ0E1Thu-yPtY9sbkHYxEPgRTid5fJQlwdIHsDdllTd_1ebIgqpPixdKYbEm8z3pNTe1huIiMmdfHcFQCk3MflPdrisDMcau10uv4eFhT1pOsP5/s1600/DSC03169.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRcnMSd25CRTdkZx4GEgg32I_jdAJ80gZ0E1Thu-yPtY9sbkHYxEPgRTid5fJQlwdIHsDdllTd_1ebIgqpPixdKYbEm8z3pNTe1huIiMmdfHcFQCk3MflPdrisDMcau10uv4eFhT1pOsP5/s320/DSC03169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627824749891089666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The kids can set up their tent all by themselves! Love that. They camp in the backyard frequently.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEFPrPDhci4udGaRH5MDtpitp3y4obx_A7WEuIpWwAvPAz0dELFlkjBqwb8MtCq1t75GwlX0ZzrSu9_tkv5r2Ld9WTS8VyxYqT8KzyJebGiFVhNXL8JlAB3Qn3emm4hHU7sc0uXDk8v20/s1600/DSC03117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikEFPrPDhci4udGaRH5MDtpitp3y4obx_A7WEuIpWwAvPAz0dELFlkjBqwb8MtCq1t75GwlX0ZzrSu9_tkv5r2Ld9WTS8VyxYqT8KzyJebGiFVhNXL8JlAB3Qn3emm4hHU7sc0uXDk8v20/s320/DSC03117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627824746023573330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Their fort they built up the canyon.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3pvZrWSJy74h9mAbhKiYOrDX_pIXREuO-1Jx11dEuWaJygBHb6mzVSaXfDn8n35eeNNUF44naBba6MjMzc0wYuK_O9Lb-2p3hPhd_4XiOp2IQoO4AgHWyxkyq35Xv99gJEeaHLQOJ0J4/s1600/DSC03085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC3pvZrWSJy74h9mAbhKiYOrDX_pIXREuO-1Jx11dEuWaJygBHb6mzVSaXfDn8n35eeNNUF44naBba6MjMzc0wYuK_O9Lb-2p3hPhd_4XiOp2IQoO4AgHWyxkyq35Xv99gJEeaHLQOJ0J4/s320/DSC03085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627824735858062482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin loves to dance. I love this outfit even though it's kinda weird. Her style is all her own and I love it. I think she pulls it off really well.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI9S6HOLoeJS30bPyUstI1I9Ho_1_8kLjP9xfwiJ4bzx4SuY0qUQlefPPOMqQo_tJ3zpoLT3bsj8sfnARXSuCZ39c2pjkQ4xtKXhkPJFu_26KDQT0pbik4oBxpFp4iGBy7RcY8aeVKlJAt/s1600/DSC03038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI9S6HOLoeJS30bPyUstI1I9Ho_1_8kLjP9xfwiJ4bzx4SuY0qUQlefPPOMqQo_tJ3zpoLT3bsj8sfnARXSuCZ39c2pjkQ4xtKXhkPJFu_26KDQT0pbik4oBxpFp4iGBy7RcY8aeVKlJAt/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627824731813645826" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">While Raelin's style carries over through all her outfits, Ryker has this one outfit that is a favorite. He loves to wear my soccer socks with shorts.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ZeOc53ZmaWu17fk_Ux3ocRe1u5WO_vEkmz-arJAeTmjbAbUkcKXuQhWBaDS_9a6j7X5NtqSOchth94HY-NaiSQrgCComfBdHWP0lmRz8EBLsJEGagbUUnkE9mBOrWdsHEpF5SD9nVJeg/s1600/DSC_4467.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ZeOc53ZmaWu17fk_Ux3ocRe1u5WO_vEkmz-arJAeTmjbAbUkcKXuQhWBaDS_9a6j7X5NtqSOchth94HY-NaiSQrgCComfBdHWP0lmRz8EBLsJEGagbUUnkE9mBOrWdsHEpF5SD9nVJeg/s320/DSC_4467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627820851312127634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Landon eats dirt</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIFdoGmVHL5rNhlRj4vObsqHehp5hNsxdVonxIPupHl_n0ULsjoM64DwVuh3nb5_NINdH3jfCiJckA0rCfHJU0dHEgTkwOy1k88PSo1yPIm_FHRrJRV4RNRgnQPh4CdPD6kTfcint9qq8B/s1600/IMG_3223.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIFdoGmVHL5rNhlRj4vObsqHehp5hNsxdVonxIPupHl_n0ULsjoM64DwVuh3nb5_NINdH3jfCiJckA0rCfHJU0dHEgTkwOy1k88PSo1yPIm_FHRrJRV4RNRgnQPh4CdPD6kTfcint9qq8B/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627820849237504546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And roots. And rocks (not pictured).</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHlBCh_IwqcciKFOPYJqxpY3-RddWw-JgUdL9fv-_VvTRMgYa0nUU6DFu-w1g2p0sLbE_1PHNZ87d9aQddbyMClvbQ0KD_pz4kdzscYEZZTKWE21iafQUFAOp0zPh8X5myNr-nmE-hAOy/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHlBCh_IwqcciKFOPYJqxpY3-RddWw-JgUdL9fv-_VvTRMgYa0nUU6DFu-w1g2p0sLbE_1PHNZ87d9aQddbyMClvbQ0KD_pz4kdzscYEZZTKWE21iafQUFAOp0zPh8X5myNr-nmE-hAOy/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627820842862610242" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My cool kids in their cool shades.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglk0kExIhU8JVNv1SeEi6YY1ImMIUYurKvYNQoic2Mqksgs2chsOlo5fWI2_c_4vgJQDMNjKnSGtumUX2efBGkG3xKK-E_2ls56RPZlxsdbCnTAdCgOKSpwes7o4lhdG15W7GWKd8ZKPl6/s1600/DSC03008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglk0kExIhU8JVNv1SeEi6YY1ImMIUYurKvYNQoic2Mqksgs2chsOlo5fWI2_c_4vgJQDMNjKnSGtumUX2efBGkG3xKK-E_2ls56RPZlxsdbCnTAdCgOKSpwes7o4lhdG15W7GWKd8ZKPl6/s320/DSC03008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627820840419389042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina manages to make a face full of food and drool look absolutely gorgeous. I don't know how she does it.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcdh2xoUrLPiWg7-0kpgOf5WFYHGcrlY7GGPy7FJ631xD9kD3ykhE4hUaBnkRPh7uUgm1oLfh2ZKvdY7zZXHPJo8FznfifscVmfZaLxLA2INibuacUB0nAI2YFEf1LaRu3cRIQ5sGZ2iTo/s1600/DSC_4571.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcdh2xoUrLPiWg7-0kpgOf5WFYHGcrlY7GGPy7FJ631xD9kD3ykhE4hUaBnkRPh7uUgm1oLfh2ZKvdY7zZXHPJo8FznfifscVmfZaLxLA2INibuacUB0nAI2YFEf1LaRu3cRIQ5sGZ2iTo/s320/DSC_4571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627820832173416594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin holds slimy salamanders and loves it.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCHHUQvq9cPB2BSGUBpSODXaVjVyR7bRfy3xtIXSHyMmc6UI12w52ZJHj2LRD1gLQOQyEOXyWeh7yzjiZifby0H1rIddVUwVdl_bW_bRi6NVSMtLv4xtRrxCaJMZD7I34mnw5ZVWNeFvz/s1600/DSC02896.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimCHHUQvq9cPB2BSGUBpSODXaVjVyR7bRfy3xtIXSHyMmc6UI12w52ZJHj2LRD1gLQOQyEOXyWeh7yzjiZifby0H1rIddVUwVdl_bW_bRi6NVSMtLv4xtRrxCaJMZD7I34mnw5ZVWNeFvz/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815468172439090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">She also climbs trees like nobody's business. There's a tree at the library that's about 50 feet tall and she can climb to the tippy top. It's hilarious to see her little face poking out of the branches way up there. And I totally trust her in trees too. She's like a leopard.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9Im4kqvk2lgt62OI9vqyut9BzL48Oq34y-4fHK0Y6ILAiC3a0VXTZPcwS_EeBxcrwcWXt7bKzJ-E4QxVLpwfnQWzNiD6hcnsexI6igawW1NMdQv6Kr6CdAut8ReKsi5rASlmZRdbTTN6/s1600/DSC02857.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9Im4kqvk2lgt62OI9vqyut9BzL48Oq34y-4fHK0Y6ILAiC3a0VXTZPcwS_EeBxcrwcWXt7bKzJ-E4QxVLpwfnQWzNiD6hcnsexI6igawW1NMdQv6Kr6CdAut8ReKsi5rASlmZRdbTTN6/s320/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815464295269666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The breakfast they invented: Kiwi, toast, mango, and frosting.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0I4kF3m_GVAyJ3rNm43ew7JhKrqwyyFB77J3OmBK9ApfIM4lo8rjv7hFIuIxXvE2u6kLiGx_pqsVvbrdoo_EouiZIV3lnHj1yX_ZuQ4otc00zlV3kxhhQLaAONZls4Vv72Izm9Gen3jE4/s1600/DSC02810.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0I4kF3m_GVAyJ3rNm43ew7JhKrqwyyFB77J3OmBK9ApfIM4lo8rjv7hFIuIxXvE2u6kLiGx_pqsVvbrdoo_EouiZIV3lnHj1yX_ZuQ4otc00zlV3kxhhQLaAONZls4Vv72Izm9Gen3jE4/s320/DSC02810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815456374787298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">They love to find the biggest hills around and run as fast as they can down them. Rolling down them is loads of fun too.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuWpB2WTfTCVP_iDxoxhEKUNWnphEdpKT728RUFg4SyGmvA-y0zDFV9QTNrXoYJ_j4wfh3CV9F508HjrcwIcLv82C0cL1DAOhiDUqho-YTU_HOEa-j4nmPgQpIoVuWjVBkaPdsmPDze5x/s1600/DSC02775.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUuWpB2WTfTCVP_iDxoxhEKUNWnphEdpKT728RUFg4SyGmvA-y0zDFV9QTNrXoYJ_j4wfh3CV9F508HjrcwIcLv82C0cL1DAOhiDUqho-YTU_HOEa-j4nmPgQpIoVuWjVBkaPdsmPDze5x/s320/DSC02775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815455342900770" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Ytu0vZeeQVFiVgdgmvrNCLmuJ_RhUctnQWuWbM8Up2ZPiqM0DHai3-icFIyu1liwWb5wjhCS6k48mYqmG5BXH-HNLI0-fc6WUGCz09v6Lk9CQo2S0fTuVmonUR_D-xRA2eTvHwjltpYD/s320/DSC02787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627827814425645394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina makes an awesome funny face.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHjLRrLF9T46S3ISlapcWKugtmtcj3QGrF-AqjLqkG_AyWmDr-IwCUTlGrK3X1UHjXnbi5bSJnhYgvWWdJnM7h71Ki5YhTY51QZzYkXJq6spikeQgqb6DhsGMy9eFZC9VyO7XgR0hsud3/s1600/DSC02713.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHjLRrLF9T46S3ISlapcWKugtmtcj3QGrF-AqjLqkG_AyWmDr-IwCUTlGrK3X1UHjXnbi5bSJnhYgvWWdJnM7h71Ki5YhTY51QZzYkXJq6spikeQgqb6DhsGMy9eFZC9VyO7XgR0hsud3/s320/DSC02713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815443560935762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-17152399685781971072011-06-11T17:20:00.001-07:002011-06-11T17:56:09.172-07:00My brother is AWESOME!<div style="text-align: center;">My brother just graduated from the fire academy on Thursday and we are SO PROUD of him!</div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8z35T8zQodVnqKNrHFZucycXpAU7BA48lo8GDXCH2-xCHWGmG8oqpebb2dCgbOQ3dCq9UQm4D_QOBlTfocawUSHjyQ3wsv4Mp08Ldh2DnSdLDcfVUWmfWDqibgtEkp8QVnkAO3YDwrWm/s320/DSC_4963.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125278715729570" /><div style="text-align: center;"> Twenty two weeks of early mornings, late nights, hard work, and dedication (sounds like motherhood). His academy is one of the most prestigious and difficult ones in the state and lots of other academies think they go way overboard. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJHbWZ0UNnRpmAPN-GsHjIEufSldrEBl27V7yAtILXCOz1dcP3VCHJSaIL4BNFdDssaBB3eNtL9U4OCufyFn3MWYPBN9fRjpt3L26cGSkSIyEX4slbEKXJ0PT6qDBvYTQFSRgYcReJkYXO/s320/DSC_4990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125284375999362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">His platoon outdid all the platoons of fire fighter recruits their chief had worked with before them. They are the cream of the crop.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSJ76yafaBZa6S1ZlzgJLiHkT5tus9m6dKyIsnNJdYliBX6c-TECG3YErhjy5PRnv77uy6oVzPaMa5xcQ5NBg8aRq5HK7U7Zyqh4pafrgLDbKE7IHPpThKAwwMi8z9eHZCoa-WXIV5K5Cn/s320/DSC_5017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125291434696994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When awards were being given out, Jesse got passed up for scholarships, best academic skills, most improved, most dedicated, and best manual skills. But then he got awarded TOP GUN! </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD4NQ_7pkim9lWchl7tkaNaOTUNUCuxdQZ1ysel-3EYejouXLwlE-aWLlfya0J1SJDujlxBN26nKsjJXUUkbSjJRoNtvo_NCpUtoSLEHi_0zwi2bIK5X591fKptpooYm0ycnIgbhdhLjPl/s320/DSC_5039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125958830296786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Top Gun is the best all-around recruit and it was the highest award you can earn at the academy. That's my bro. Just call him Maverick. Or Goose. He loves it. ;) Not really. Actually, it pretty much embarrasses the crud out of him. It's loads of fun. We keep putting his plaque on display around the house and he keeps hiding it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Jesse making his "I'm too cool" face with his gorgeous fiance.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjprDrU6nv3Fg-SqKYCdF9rbWVcrR5pIDqwswCkK52jrd_d6-6cKzKsLazsuc6vXX_pISJdQIYRUbVlY_Zogv1XPg74uryZ7tiqV8ilRA21gWcz36XbtCTx9Uq_CT4oWjgnqGFMAxfd91y/s320/DSC_5117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125966514520866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Jesse's fabulous cheering section. We were the best cheerers in the audience.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlNguSPTxlbSw8rR4caJmYy4tu4PwA7g4djF929X9Al0wU3f-EZIzyVWMTWWCPtMzHc5DTAVXHQ_HxmZk5TW6o_GZkqtj3uaQGS15UyyD9goU8K7Iaz_q8Rc4529FYxmJCMn22t1gUseeO/s320/DSC_5111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617125972317896674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">My kids adore him. And at over 6' tall, he makes a great jungle gym.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw-X3rgQJIRayoGjNVL6W-pup7He3FSIVdK9wZgKDtUGxJNpnGCb6kiWXlK8A31NUCLB5AS28R-TVtkG69GiT0EI9zhUwqrq3IMPPkP8FuZEFVYIuP8QUZ0YEbkOontkCHPUSdLN6H9GOE/s320/DSC_5133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126435810577026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the aptly named "misery log." The recruits had to use it in lots of their training excercises. They had to carry it on runs, pass it backwards over their heads and then run to the back of the line to catch it again when their turn came back around, do sit ups as a group holding it across their chests, and other such misery-making drills. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0TRqecavqWsryaGXDAuBIhHPBJdfgINl5yMPGBgUuHGYi9IXHHqmrkTOtTK3AxhLTr2yDpqGNmjCxdZrFzg3qa1NvZ385LDGtXDH_pDlBOcQ7Jd1X97cXBvxx8DNdAeq5mydkwYeEYRC5/s320/DSC_5147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126442578059058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm so very proud of him! It's quite an achievement, and I look forward to watching him progress through his career. Good job, Jesse!!! You're awesome!!</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-63160335874048437532011-05-19T16:18:00.001-07:002011-05-19T18:05:01.207-07:00Oh yeah...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7cBjcr9PF2btX0BomungKrPE9cBfrPh3gSu27Qbh8pKDb70qXDDOqpLcaEhaqwlqTxlONF6qukFm2J8XdsmG6t8ZF_wgkg1QkE4g7oZeVC2lXzb8ow1HTlRykTXtX6ePC9s4_n_GFX24/s1600/DSC03107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;">...The ones in the camera. I should blog those too so I can be totally caught up. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3h3taIVHEY-eE1QE15bJ0X2gTqdzpVOR2Rm8svvUEbz4mD8PV9BiVTLmSUeOh0Az89dyyTPjxFJeGFINa2esh8hXnJU6MEVJz8P16vdKLHrl9I87Os-OlRI3uPC4WpOUqJ_8Yv1hJdazG/s1600/DSC03064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin showing off her sweet dance moves: I love some of the outfits she comes up with. Sometimes goofy, but still SO much cooler than mine when I was a kid. No, you may not see any pictures of that. They're fit to be burned.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejf7AWBP3NTGAZggkWb8yLYuk3XNLh5rYESmdf94RDTnIUCMdbYtxX2Eb_dlRlpJyEsiPGp1yrpuV24zJsX3Rphd_wbtji3MW7rpCGmBVeRtrP61LnaPGhd0W6JbcB7RRyfXLVMW_GfGz/s1600/DSC03038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjejf7AWBP3NTGAZggkWb8yLYuk3XNLh5rYESmdf94RDTnIUCMdbYtxX2Eb_dlRlpJyEsiPGp1yrpuV24zJsX3Rphd_wbtji3MW7rpCGmBVeRtrP61LnaPGhd0W6JbcB7RRyfXLVMW_GfGz/s320/DSC03038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608572418446719954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8f1QiYGYUlMgFtimv8NTcHgesD5FE7GOsaFN8VBlf7m-sZzM6ZdjEEuyWkLlQB-6-5b7H4gR9DFZMnUJ3diG8UAzKGv_zRLOYvKHGV6f4ES9FBoglz5gdCMAXgM6-bMYI0sAoEOYrqnc/s1600/DSC03033.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO8f1QiYGYUlMgFtimv8NTcHgesD5FE7GOsaFN8VBlf7m-sZzM6ZdjEEuyWkLlQB-6-5b7H4gR9DFZMnUJ3diG8UAzKGv_zRLOYvKHGV6f4ES9FBoglz5gdCMAXgM6-bMYI0sAoEOYrqnc/s320/DSC03033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608572417478545954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Landon was loving his sink bath.</div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggT9O02zNyjL_F8UHj2gIjxXk2v1Zd1er9-bXVUyBCQo3gLtaBkfSV5Xd87axC17GlUwbcymMemI2GZcb4E_c9E5Ruiev3us7XJjEVu7_aaocXuO95wJZZOQmQgzFzfa14KygGAjhf5Q6-/s1600/DSC03051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggT9O02zNyjL_F8UHj2gIjxXk2v1Zd1er9-bXVUyBCQo3gLtaBkfSV5Xd87axC17GlUwbcymMemI2GZcb4E_c9E5Ruiev3us7XJjEVu7_aaocXuO95wJZZOQmQgzFzfa14KygGAjhf5Q6-/s320/DSC03051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608572434679673714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlUc0cKJU5cy9AiWTTwki51-9150M-DdTsPlKz_lhicUvbKinO6ssFlBb0ir15JWcPYOVBhb6DxkeOzyhgMXstAzohc7S82s4vQ0KsgEiVcwAcQE7dPRUrvTRjZCCFNTKEqgUPoZ9UR6P/s1600/DSC03049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlUc0cKJU5cy9AiWTTwki51-9150M-DdTsPlKz_lhicUvbKinO6ssFlBb0ir15JWcPYOVBhb6DxkeOzyhgMXstAzohc7S82s4vQ0KsgEiVcwAcQE7dPRUrvTRjZCCFNTKEqgUPoZ9UR6P/s320/DSC03049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608572429891377250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJlUc0cKJU5cy9AiWTTwki51-9150M-DdTsPlKz_lhicUvbKinO6ssFlBb0ir15JWcPYOVBhb6DxkeOzyhgMXstAzohc7S82s4vQ0KsgEiVcwAcQE7dPRUrvTRjZCCFNTKEqgUPoZ9UR6P/s1600/DSC03049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>And it is officially camping season!! YES! We are all so excited! We haven't been able to go yet due to schedules and weather, but the kids did camp in the backyard last weekend and we went up the canyon for dinner on Sunday. Landon was enjoying an Italian sausage. He might have picked it up off the ground... At least it didn't have mustard on it (mustard is grosser than dirt and harder to wash out).<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3h3taIVHEY-eE1QE15bJ0X2gTqdzpVOR2Rm8svvUEbz4mD8PV9BiVTLmSUeOh0Az89dyyTPjxFJeGFINa2esh8hXnJU6MEVJz8P16vdKLHrl9I87Os-OlRI3uPC4WpOUqJ_8Yv1hJdazG/s1600/DSC03064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3h3taIVHEY-eE1QE15bJ0X2gTqdzpVOR2Rm8svvUEbz4mD8PV9BiVTLmSUeOh0Az89dyyTPjxFJeGFINa2esh8hXnJU6MEVJz8P16vdKLHrl9I87Os-OlRI3uPC4WpOUqJ_8Yv1hJdazG/s320/DSC03064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608572436546635938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brice and the kids built this awesome tee-pee with a bunch of stuff they found by the campsite we were at. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_UOVfqt_52fJ_Rs2x_n3wS2h9m5LRF7UbSyq89OOarFKdzUdX1bHjsFT-QMoOeIgr5L0fvwksMP3G9CJhLAU0opyzl8rmcMbsqV3hYi9TBBx6O5ubQziGCamP4_-MeEw3KF8NZCjAZDF0/s1600/DSC03085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_UOVfqt_52fJ_Rs2x_n3wS2h9m5LRF7UbSyq89OOarFKdzUdX1bHjsFT-QMoOeIgr5L0fvwksMP3G9CJhLAU0opyzl8rmcMbsqV3hYi9TBBx6O5ubQziGCamP4_-MeEw3KF8NZCjAZDF0/s320/DSC03085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580124564010626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a>The creek (currently a river) was amazing! I didn't get any pictures of it, but I'm sure we'll be back up again soon. The water is rushing and is spilling over its banks in many places. It's a pretty spectacular sight!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmXSB01bzxPB2FxUEhGPdOPoNc7sUgQxvKIKfJGnRRNkwG7OXRxWJuDGYIEXKWwk8R_rc3zjVDLtdNu7q9o9IxNcq_9rXNrLM4hncknParf02pwdV_mje433F7QsCzs5dVcN_guvaBcun/s1600/DSC03084.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinmXSB01bzxPB2FxUEhGPdOPoNc7sUgQxvKIKfJGnRRNkwG7OXRxWJuDGYIEXKWwk8R_rc3zjVDLtdNu7q9o9IxNcq_9rXNrLM4hncknParf02pwdV_mje433F7QsCzs5dVcN_guvaBcun/s320/DSC03084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580119689106594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a>What a masterpiece! I wonder how long it will stand... We'll have to go back up soon and see.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TLFaNG8HNo2KickFL_oIDGaTAk9DlaTmUexexofh5gUlUtnWJ4trDG-I1I0FGqwSe-0Z-OGTt9hgRKAmtK8RWtdIZBUblkZ85RMyrAK5yY6Q3q_bn923XYKgIlP1axgFXVWwJmmp1ID_/s1600/DSC03081.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5TLFaNG8HNo2KickFL_oIDGaTAk9DlaTmUexexofh5gUlUtnWJ4trDG-I1I0FGqwSe-0Z-OGTt9hgRKAmtK8RWtdIZBUblkZ85RMyrAK5yY6Q3q_bn923XYKgIlP1axgFXVWwJmmp1ID_/s320/DSC03081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580113025068210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a>I love this smiley face!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcB46XHAqbIXM5a-Pi7DeUqay8czw91yLshQylGSbz2m5D_-9gcBs0H1qwS33ZZFL7JlNBEGmKzb-THGGxp_yyMxsOGyj4asM8UqmztczEghvaoRDkiHkBge8gipZZYPuwZ-Fsjof7zdbF/s1600/DSC03072.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcB46XHAqbIXM5a-Pi7DeUqay8czw91yLshQylGSbz2m5D_-9gcBs0H1qwS33ZZFL7JlNBEGmKzb-THGGxp_yyMxsOGyj4asM8UqmztczEghvaoRDkiHkBge8gipZZYPuwZ-Fsjof7zdbF/s320/DSC03072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580104089777890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryker had his kindergarten graduation last night. It was so cute! The kids did such a great job! And it was short and sweet, which was good because Landon didn't nap and he was a bit of a wreck.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7cBjcr9PF2btX0BomungKrPE9cBfrPh3gSu27Qbh8pKDb70qXDDOqpLcaEhaqwlqTxlONF6qukFm2J8XdsmG6t8ZF_wgkg1QkE4g7oZeVC2lXzb8ow1HTlRykTXtX6ePC9s4_n_GFX24/s1600/DSC03107.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7cBjcr9PF2btX0BomungKrPE9cBfrPh3gSu27Qbh8pKDb70qXDDOqpLcaEhaqwlqTxlONF6qukFm2J8XdsmG6t8ZF_wgkg1QkE4g7oZeVC2lXzb8ow1HTlRykTXtX6ePC9s4_n_GFX24/s320/DSC03107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580835181917986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ryker was having a really hard time looking at the camera and not at all the things going on in the auditorium. But this picture is so very Rykery. Also Rykery was the award he brought home today: "Most Energized." If that's not Ryker in a nutshell, I don't know what is!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT2QXOksc0eabi2RpuIwRoTPpbq2RuTHojBZVLgS8rKnmGWrtnM8vU_kk81ei4rlLjDvp2TjgWX_pW9xwnYC49eSDbXji_G_wM6hsjNgbpCuaazHyv1aW2ht0NhVthWjLjE8sSZaNJ2Bqt/s1600/DSC03103.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT2QXOksc0eabi2RpuIwRoTPpbq2RuTHojBZVLgS8rKnmGWrtnM8vU_kk81ei4rlLjDvp2TjgWX_pW9xwnYC49eSDbXji_G_wM6hsjNgbpCuaazHyv1aW2ht0NhVthWjLjE8sSZaNJ2Bqt/s320/DSC03103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580828214236754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">As much as these two butt heads, they are also the best of friends!!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTH_oA1S3iVEmmaH8PAltAvKHVvNO5AR-gJORTjWKwmY92Gye4URCKa74-sFgSOqAkZj312tPAOQhgjfOqm_IRaVQEqhXUdl6VPT5FQsUwemYiTrmNcoTV0PiapAQ6esDyrR68Jn9OyjN/s1600/DSC03108.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTH_oA1S3iVEmmaH8PAltAvKHVvNO5AR-gJORTjWKwmY92Gye4URCKa74-sFgSOqAkZj312tPAOQhgjfOqm_IRaVQEqhXUdl6VPT5FQsUwemYiTrmNcoTV0PiapAQ6esDyrR68Jn9OyjN/s320/DSC03108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608580129318013826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Congratulations, Ryker! Good job buddy!</div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-24641599252997863982011-05-19T14:18:00.000-07:002011-05-19T16:16:16.280-07:00Final random stuff<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbIF2dw92_FeACRn5d86YqSLvGncWI-y5kgxpfIuN-HowowlnlGP7DKt5jGH2j_jU2FI9LZ4lZXGlVrd8xV-c2Dtn4-ziVtUkStg9b-9fOgGNYnqU8aArXMmtMc988nSbJeNRjHAKArQK/s1600/DSC03014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, that didn't take nearly as many posts as I would have thought! So without any further adieu, here's the last of the updates in no particular order.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brice took a Ju Jitsu class at BYU last semester and at the end of the semester he entered a tournament. He had three matches and lost but had a lot of fun! He'd had a crazy busy week with lots of heavy lifting and a little bit of illness and he just isn't in as good of shape as he once was. It was loads of fun to watch him and the kids had fun playing on the mats they set out for kids to play on. I only have a few pics and they didn't come out very well, but we got all three matches on video so it's okay. I just wanted to put something up here with his story. He's the one in dark clothes.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MKDgiNUYp8MPkpqHSFBETmsQsiHdyxlnajelHIeISCuoAsCgzYNZM33qvnexqZWihD4nCx5jjg788l1fskYXtvKum4q1052Cx8aMIOv3DfJOC3A5TtfReMt0Qt1HI_FM4b_AM4LcYlJM/s1600/IMG_3300.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3MKDgiNUYp8MPkpqHSFBETmsQsiHdyxlnajelHIeISCuoAsCgzYNZM33qvnexqZWihD4nCx5jjg788l1fskYXtvKum4q1052Cx8aMIOv3DfJOC3A5TtfReMt0Qt1HI_FM4b_AM4LcYlJM/s320/IMG_3300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608563177243047874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Codie cuddling with sick Alaina.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAxdqp4Q3OGdl39lJ86VpsB-JiSwffP3Gp1G-IBzPaEiDmE8XWH79sF-MwdorepnHSmvZZ3ljdJJB5x_qJiN-cuKsKYjwaKAPGwM-tysujFF0t86Cj-sTBQQYFwIpSMYJZrbWUITzVmf99/s1600/IMG_3253.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAxdqp4Q3OGdl39lJ86VpsB-JiSwffP3Gp1G-IBzPaEiDmE8XWH79sF-MwdorepnHSmvZZ3ljdJJB5x_qJiN-cuKsKYjwaKAPGwM-tysujFF0t86Cj-sTBQQYFwIpSMYJZrbWUITzVmf99/s320/IMG_3253.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608563174490764594" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Love the crooked hat!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2cKE7MTu68MnoO88TO3MG-8qZlrYSDpujlEdi5otr-QxYMQvTINnLQyEFSNiIOoKeOBBvV0rDQ5VK9hChUwbgQkskjVhS1iN32GHHymQLQ9bzHMVUAR0vjQWBuEN81y5L4m3seteDNxI/s1600/IMG_3294.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR2cKE7MTu68MnoO88TO3MG-8qZlrYSDpujlEdi5otr-QxYMQvTINnLQyEFSNiIOoKeOBBvV0rDQ5VK9hChUwbgQkskjVhS1iN32GHHymQLQ9bzHMVUAR0vjQWBuEN81y5L4m3seteDNxI/s320/IMG_3294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608562199025312866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">SO happy to be outside FINALLY! We went to the duck pond for lunch with Brice one of the first nice days we had and it was so fun!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq5W1s7SKyYb4bqeCYC92GmC56ij7MyenSfHZMeMWE6Pbff7gD6TWh4lBLqP9JNLdvn5sW7mMxtQxoZ2Yeo4z_GL7iCGCrTBL_CAstDxWYF_7xVWcgQo-5vb_KsrXMmLM-ibimSPqiXitE/s1600/IMG_3292.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq5W1s7SKyYb4bqeCYC92GmC56ij7MyenSfHZMeMWE6Pbff7gD6TWh4lBLqP9JNLdvn5sW7mMxtQxoZ2Yeo4z_GL7iCGCrTBL_CAstDxWYF_7xVWcgQo-5vb_KsrXMmLM-ibimSPqiXitE/s320/IMG_3292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608562193449463730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina loved chasing the ducks all over. She was so cute with her arms out, running all over!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxftTfXpzans7JLi27RFEj9dZLbp7aT8_TG6XOMbsgnjZyyJEcO9Ot-U7DPqJvJcGMx0_ni1PCONGUOFtmespvoDYHUiEguM7eE08OQrlcMlLrYson1AtzvDYDyIhDJrB4IqSUpvChy4WK/s1600/IMG_3289.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxftTfXpzans7JLi27RFEj9dZLbp7aT8_TG6XOMbsgnjZyyJEcO9Ot-U7DPqJvJcGMx0_ni1PCONGUOFtmespvoDYHUiEguM7eE08OQrlcMlLrYson1AtzvDYDyIhDJrB4IqSUpvChy4WK/s320/IMG_3289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608562187553379298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhloTi_6ZXnp5PDiNx9C2tqIop6P3ZNpRU2boqxbMX3MfeNOxfD_erzlrTHq4YnJBhBINvDTJXGMlHuEFHzE3GY0f7Z7dZhtMhiS283SNGQTO23Qj2W7wGu4RXCueQDs-5GLsOppAyEr-Wh/s1600/IMG_3285.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhloTi_6ZXnp5PDiNx9C2tqIop6P3ZNpRU2boqxbMX3MfeNOxfD_erzlrTHq4YnJBhBINvDTJXGMlHuEFHzE3GY0f7Z7dZhtMhiS283SNGQTO23Qj2W7wGu4RXCueQDs-5GLsOppAyEr-Wh/s320/IMG_3285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608562180239245890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0JaFB57exEVNArt8DDsHM1KaN9-QJ7GkFrNO53L_286O48fcpZ-jLbPsMRRQps6YW98kEL1hEJqcKO1QpQmXv2QUp6O6SodE4QPvOAjnvPtnIO9ZEXvMkVbE35euJ8rgoXsWud7jHHkW/s1600/IMG_3284.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0JaFB57exEVNArt8DDsHM1KaN9-QJ7GkFrNO53L_286O48fcpZ-jLbPsMRRQps6YW98kEL1hEJqcKO1QpQmXv2QUp6O6SodE4QPvOAjnvPtnIO9ZEXvMkVbE35euJ8rgoXsWud7jHHkW/s320/IMG_3284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608562177776410738" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We planted a couple trees and this is Alaina in one of the holes. I just loved her expression. It's so her.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVjoleQMzSffKmFqgaEkDuiQU_Etl1XO_qAkS3PSs5MWNMW6evceec8lFdYHdccAPdc2ljmbmL0n50TlNjXSuQVEdTp1a4Nf5i7vJ3cZKRpbtyLc_EXuA8IhImHESI8poXvzcvzjoKly6/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeVjoleQMzSffKmFqgaEkDuiQU_Etl1XO_qAkS3PSs5MWNMW6evceec8lFdYHdccAPdc2ljmbmL0n50TlNjXSuQVEdTp1a4Nf5i7vJ3cZKRpbtyLc_EXuA8IhImHESI8poXvzcvzjoKly6/s320/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608559377413653458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Landon thought eating the dirt was the most wonderful thing ever.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjus4F6RNA3WdFs7X4VgJqIc4FaNMLzfPS-jBOCbfbzwDY5oGnoeKolChlSOty8WZu0YwXdYT0nB2VPhqr378x0kHzJmgla_EqX-_hrTIHZdYCGPsjKlJk4pZZ4NcL3L1kK6c6ExdvBJXlc/s1600/IMG_3236.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjus4F6RNA3WdFs7X4VgJqIc4FaNMLzfPS-jBOCbfbzwDY5oGnoeKolChlSOty8WZu0YwXdYT0nB2VPhqr378x0kHzJmgla_EqX-_hrTIHZdYCGPsjKlJk4pZZ4NcL3L1kK6c6ExdvBJXlc/s320/IMG_3236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608559370817920290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Rocks weren't too shabby either.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vfpK1N7n6MCcbmYRr1S4FLoTABNZnYigLBMsLXRk1mSyPYDH1E2XHTOeB0HEz6_qBQxKysd_0xY8NOnGtiPKkOjg32bmGU_RzVlHfIDTYvv3qEYqeE4fNbL_4AbMHPVlH6GxcZJn-vG_/s1600/IMG_3235.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vfpK1N7n6MCcbmYRr1S4FLoTABNZnYigLBMsLXRk1mSyPYDH1E2XHTOeB0HEz6_qBQxKysd_0xY8NOnGtiPKkOjg32bmGU_RzVlHfIDTYvv3qEYqeE4fNbL_4AbMHPVlH6GxcZJn-vG_/s320/IMG_3235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608559358812665154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Roots, not so much.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSmVLXvjai5KB7vfrFTuzMi4Jut80A4zHNSDykjdnSrRFX3-zHWlk4V8i7xIhvBmCdtUWqjZriIJOT1x75gthjDEtUnWgPTg4GuNHyGsqmgIa4h_k3ve_3pEvKdeHoYCaB_vh_v47-Xx6L/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSmVLXvjai5KB7vfrFTuzMi4Jut80A4zHNSDykjdnSrRFX3-zHWlk4V8i7xIhvBmCdtUWqjZriIJOT1x75gthjDEtUnWgPTg4GuNHyGsqmgIa4h_k3ve_3pEvKdeHoYCaB_vh_v47-Xx6L/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608559354364268530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Trying to eat the dirt without getting his hands dirty? Just lap it right up, kiddo!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh11z1vOSSHe70UfGiZDpTEF2QxEnFNQ-aW5t3e3gTl_kRgVCbQLCsHHueOaJTSgpfyUe7yseZCLVjP9UweB2ZONZon3VwTw4Kcxt73whmwLpRRyB6tN25GkItgVOmWKJjx1bsVoGuEgSZ/s1600/IMG_3231.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh11z1vOSSHe70UfGiZDpTEF2QxEnFNQ-aW5t3e3gTl_kRgVCbQLCsHHueOaJTSgpfyUe7yseZCLVjP9UweB2ZONZon3VwTw4Kcxt73whmwLpRRyB6tN25GkItgVOmWKJjx1bsVoGuEgSZ/s320/IMG_3231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608559349339162546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqa1FHM0kpjrjehcTsYUsTjuPasiXxd0WJsPI65emYnJMjoS2j1Ovv-iKeSx1EdETx5YYO5FDHPavmTGJ7Y47-VHgchCGyaRDANO6pQqC2WVqIVMNuaUVoOXwcQyxIokIUa04SeTfnVRq/s1600/IMG_3228.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqa1FHM0kpjrjehcTsYUsTjuPasiXxd0WJsPI65emYnJMjoS2j1Ovv-iKeSx1EdETx5YYO5FDHPavmTGJ7Y47-VHgchCGyaRDANO6pQqC2WVqIVMNuaUVoOXwcQyxIokIUa04SeTfnVRq/s320/IMG_3228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546789550884546" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIDvZmkmKCCUpDDlDLdXS-aHFyP6MZS_6h1Yn4oCaK_rQK5c5KpvCxoL6kctIvq-rkpS_NVw_IIsp2ZaH5wzZ_bQu0I4K1ruL9hDNlsHEtuoKPjqr85s1i5DK-DFq5cV4lZ22XYYLlftyb/s1600/IMG_3227.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIDvZmkmKCCUpDDlDLdXS-aHFyP6MZS_6h1Yn4oCaK_rQK5c5KpvCxoL6kctIvq-rkpS_NVw_IIsp2ZaH5wzZ_bQu0I4K1ruL9hDNlsHEtuoKPjqr85s1i5DK-DFq5cV4lZ22XYYLlftyb/s320/IMG_3227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546777061419250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTroDG7OKTyCm-5u1xiy7seFT-qG2Q1zLgxaOqsNuGuk5T0F1kb-1OzCHDii4rBK7NTJ1M5BXQxZiv0yI-5SpJiF-tye2D-__2NjvPgFVjxXnwVtNHQSiZAORrNEBfbYaiBhJcTGwg8DN/s1600/IMG_3223.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNTroDG7OKTyCm-5u1xiy7seFT-qG2Q1zLgxaOqsNuGuk5T0F1kb-1OzCHDii4rBK7NTJ1M5BXQxZiv0yI-5SpJiF-tye2D-__2NjvPgFVjxXnwVtNHQSiZAORrNEBfbYaiBhJcTGwg8DN/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546776092531362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Raelin's been taking piano lessons from one of our amazing neighbors. I love her face; so focused!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6DITX2q77vurP4JPlnF4v2KT1F55B6ykVNmJtFU97FzHtnA5CoRH_XDKqm_O0b1DRr5Wd-_eQyMSCU2nUj1UvBG4Flexd1VvlGl4vL5E6EQ5sCntHd9DhSy093q95XR4JWBUhBl2Qg0T/s1600/IMG_3218.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6DITX2q77vurP4JPlnF4v2KT1F55B6ykVNmJtFU97FzHtnA5CoRH_XDKqm_O0b1DRr5Wd-_eQyMSCU2nUj1UvBG4Flexd1VvlGl4vL5E6EQ5sCntHd9DhSy093q95XR4JWBUhBl2Qg0T/s320/IMG_3218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546767942567890" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We aren't very good at making sure she practices, but she's learning so much and she makes up songs on her own that are really pretty!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtk3WPTWWiBTbM_zdbZj9ycUuRNxvtS6vzkuX7gnC8rzBfX2Ap8gsrH_jyAQAcjdLzz13rAPL99KjMSFawG82m7nYnh-8hx16ojYSKfHpn141ddviSSJ7DTacaFt8JhsYBsUG2en7YNRZ/s1600/IMG_3217.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtk3WPTWWiBTbM_zdbZj9ycUuRNxvtS6vzkuX7gnC8rzBfX2Ap8gsrH_jyAQAcjdLzz13rAPL99KjMSFawG82m7nYnh-8hx16ojYSKfHpn141ddviSSJ7DTacaFt8JhsYBsUG2en7YNRZ/s320/IMG_3217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546762316836242" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">We were at the park recently and Raelin caught a baby bird! That girl amazes me! The little bird was so cute but so scared. The kids let it go and than chased it back over to where they found it.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBtk3WPTWWiBTbM_zdbZj9ycUuRNxvtS6vzkuX7gnC8rzBfX2Ap8gsrH_jyAQAcjdLzz13rAPL99KjMSFawG82m7nYnh-8hx16ojYSKfHpn141ddviSSJ7DTacaFt8JhsYBsUG2en7YNRZ/s1600/IMG_3217.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbIF2dw92_FeACRn5d86YqSLvGncWI-y5kgxpfIuN-HowowlnlGP7DKt5jGH2j_jU2FI9LZ4lZXGlVrd8xV-c2Dtn4-ziVtUkStg9b-9fOgGNYnqU8aArXMmtMc988nSbJeNRjHAKArQK/s1600/DSC03014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbIF2dw92_FeACRn5d86YqSLvGncWI-y5kgxpfIuN-HowowlnlGP7DKt5jGH2j_jU2FI9LZ4lZXGlVrd8xV-c2Dtn4-ziVtUkStg9b-9fOgGNYnqU8aArXMmtMc988nSbJeNRjHAKArQK/s320/DSC03014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608569061720659218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0pCMETBU_wqinqHroin23pVHxT86bvV7IFdqR4ILYaX5NBa4OvFJoezubkn6jc0H9xdlvZZSIaAZfxHlDLwhKniPEjck7W3hSSuTyjpjk4rBgIG4MTuGSjF1C_jUzxMwkD_WIlXshPTN/s1600/DSC03013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn0pCMETBU_wqinqHroin23pVHxT86bvV7IFdqR4ILYaX5NBa4OvFJoezubkn6jc0H9xdlvZZSIaAZfxHlDLwhKniPEjck7W3hSSuTyjpjk4rBgIG4MTuGSjF1C_jUzxMwkD_WIlXshPTN/s320/DSC03013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608569054845893954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a>My cool kids in their sunglasses.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVN199AJN__5QqFsVaF6lILp482Su7VLeWRm7l7tsjer0hczhrG02fVi2tNZ94CCtDKml80DlgSUkCGNXAZDv33k8Phf6oEWN5y7hJYH-fdYudUHEZuzAhnN2i1WSPwNFRj8PkygqiIlEb/s1600/DSC03008.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVN199AJN__5QqFsVaF6lILp482Su7VLeWRm7l7tsjer0hczhrG02fVi2tNZ94CCtDKml80DlgSUkCGNXAZDv33k8Phf6oEWN5y7hJYH-fdYudUHEZuzAhnN2i1WSPwNFRj8PkygqiIlEb/s320/DSC03008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608569053552547634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a>Alaina fell asleep with her head buried like an ostrich.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrSTgkLA9oML_KUDTYuYnREM7VzR39hZqC8Wqid7K8DrAtSAs_AtKcvCAvQ2E0AVK8Sfdom7OQJJ1cqJxzAFKLnCFyQ56Km255U0mf_pZiNnhEe_CWQxlj5KbS7WaQNQj6dZRGm6k5ofv/s1600/DSC02990.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOrSTgkLA9oML_KUDTYuYnREM7VzR39hZqC8Wqid7K8DrAtSAs_AtKcvCAvQ2E0AVK8Sfdom7OQJJ1cqJxzAFKLnCFyQ56Km255U0mf_pZiNnhEe_CWQxlj5KbS7WaQNQj6dZRGm6k5ofv/s320/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608569045605409058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-37864829493549989152011-05-19T13:29:00.000-07:002011-05-19T14:18:06.126-07:00Best Easter Ever<div style="text-align: center;">This Easter was so great! It was unhurried, unchaotic, and more Christ-centered than any other Easter I can think of. We have a big family and we love having big holiday celebrations, but they are busy. This time, for some reason, things just worked out in such a way that everything was pretty low key. Brice got asked to speak in Sacrament meeting and his talk was great! I also loved that it gave us the opportunity to talk about the resurrection often for the week or two before that Sunday. It really helped to set the stage, I think. After church we came home and called around to see if Brice's brother or any of my family was going to come join us for the Resurrection egg hunt. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirEY7lYpPTiQ1B7Vpjmo7SNE8L_TwFzl2jBH9XjVIu-argZZDlBnpWwhoKVW1cw9LB_jpgDOasxOk2bnj7g8xkXmSuWoR3t3fxkJZg860MK9tTIwY18_35ZIpubw61tPwOzg_UEMKJOIzq/s320/DSC02880.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608530862956503474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">I like this tradition because I'm always looking for ways to bring more of Christ into the holidays that are ABOUT Him, but that are being overshadowed by marketing and consumption. This hunt is just 12 eggs and each has a scripture passage and a token from Christ's death and resurrection (a thorn, a small nail, a toothpick cross, a stone, etc.) and you read them in order so that it tells the story. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfGEyMHEGMXMlgUzqBSv2-jHhPPRhmkof8zpuX6NsZUBMeQx7bpv5Cfnd87mxlei1Afpnt_UwFBDBWyc3Ixdmk8LOugZLeiaNfidO7cT9pzq_qEsA5kVCj-3gAZPHoGn77bV_mNuCAginh/s320/DSC02844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608528799861068466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Brice's dad had been out for a visit and he was just about to head home, but we convinced him to stay for the hunt and the story and it ended up being just him and us. </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFRifY6uZIZDdP8pGbUDMcrkth_U-YEI18WUVQfnRKlcnXyeG10ZMPLONWfSJW-QgT1GYcl7TkFRMeM6K6vcixPjT1JjkI8d-AFLJ8A1wZQzNonXMCK6mL66-bW1AReR3pyi_Pw2XpzIa/s320/DSC02845.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608528807473385554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">Then we headed up to my parents' house where we had another egg hunt, this time with candy, but we'd decided to just do minimal candy and some eggs with money in them instead of candy. SO nice not to have just a crazy amount of candy and the absence of the sugar rush that goes with it! (Sorry the picture didn't rotate; you'll just have to turn your head this time--I'm not fixing it.)</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOWvLMWgJDvC6iqB1IB_evVqrbbJnERMBrOuffQ8ly1WRmo0TnZiX0zC9yZwTnJUh2fAy1702ZunpmNYQzM69VklBUM38NbzqNn7hy6zqDrcbLjkMujCCQG_Jj4B3DuPNCYNZI6vZJ2Wh/s320/DSC02884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608533361433172658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"> I think that it really helped to keep the spirit of the holiday not to get all candied out. There's something about loads of candy that sends people (especially little kids) into a frenzy.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq0RtyYeRk2SUoP5oYkVl1oNDU4YwLha1Os9kE4u2xQqlqtFxRVtv0HggF1MekqgFFZzhS1HzWgD8JoooGBizUdf9Rpc1hBBFu5Cs_LT0hhVoymfh9e6SY7AYqiQpOo_7THKut4qyKrM0f/s320/DSC02853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608530833682102914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"> The egg hunt at my parents's house is always a favorite because the adults get to hunt too. It usually involves tree-climbing,</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNN_bSPYuJxEdHS34xoQZAbmv84FudP3hyphenhyphen9qP4VU6rhNgQ6qd80IuALDAgp9P9mpGK4zdYWDyRnavpTWT4sJ5Z5F1PY2XnLNWF0czoC1eXxvwY82KAc5WEAn2eAzD_XcupsYB178DjC0vW/s320/DSC02864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608530846409561922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"> roof climbing, dismantling of various things in the yard, usually the fence, etc. These are two different trees that Raelin is in, by the way.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqQ2ZFtIJFqzFoyZj_DEPfkcSiFpJxApK8ROAcn4ELMZccdh8DBPHTD6CfOMxR2M0wAmMaJ29eptcTh4xYnD5wLcgCRx5vIsrlGZV43CwgJ-EbNWElzbUVyohMvXfIz_gAtAonyz0yxbDa/s320/DSC02857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608530842080276018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">We all love it! This time, we also got to meet a pair of salamanders that were living in a sprinkler box. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">How cool is this girl!!!</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7OE0fOc7q6fh1C0CnXvZKmUOvmBgRfm9W6HJpJaQCcgLiFtgvSfPVSRDPdM2lCVOP2s1GHi31fo6DMEvYt2boz6qjhkL-YXSD7gt_-ioPIH_aT0EEhGs8vLfaRLLN3TpFqqfmtHzE6HoI/s1600/DSC02896.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7OE0fOc7q6fh1C0CnXvZKmUOvmBgRfm9W6HJpJaQCcgLiFtgvSfPVSRDPdM2lCVOP2s1GHi31fo6DMEvYt2boz6qjhkL-YXSD7gt_-ioPIH_aT0EEhGs8vLfaRLLN3TpFqqfmtHzE6HoI/s320/DSC02896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608533374362367698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRoEzhANY6iOPqL8f7jaqF_OZIMUF-VI7dGPiXowYj1CCqEF7m2b2gOto1cbayTwXqcZ9XJ0LmdnFaR5AXugva_YkpkIg7Q34LDg8LXRw5CAAYtfKInwKUjNhS5fuzIe67KCjZOkfsKAx8/s1600/DSC02897.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRoEzhANY6iOPqL8f7jaqF_OZIMUF-VI7dGPiXowYj1CCqEF7m2b2gOto1cbayTwXqcZ9XJ0LmdnFaR5AXugva_YkpkIg7Q34LDg8LXRw5CAAYtfKInwKUjNhS5fuzIe67KCjZOkfsKAx8/s320/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608533379770359794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRoEzhANY6iOPqL8f7jaqF_OZIMUF-VI7dGPiXowYj1CCqEF7m2b2gOto1cbayTwXqcZ9XJ0LmdnFaR5AXugva_YkpkIg7Q34LDg8LXRw5CAAYtfKInwKUjNhS5fuzIe67KCjZOkfsKAx8/s1600/DSC02897.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5eLW7xB-kM55dpjfIc4u3rbYPu_xR_UnDxJD9hwXfKhnPZdxSWltfJz33sqr2qHtt1egyOz_dsB5mPAL-HhAIYGd6gK5D71g_9dh3l2vN5IHepQKVu3ETWV65DYZ6Qqhdwr4-mPyfFcyq/s1600/DSC02893.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5eLW7xB-kM55dpjfIc4u3rbYPu_xR_UnDxJD9hwXfKhnPZdxSWltfJz33sqr2qHtt1egyOz_dsB5mPAL-HhAIYGd6gK5D71g_9dh3l2vN5IHepQKVu3ETWV65DYZ6Qqhdwr4-mPyfFcyq/s320/DSC02893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608533368330272658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span><div style="text-align: center;">Usually this is a bring-your-friends-neighbors-and-acquaintences sort of thing because it's just so much fun, but this time it just worked out to be us, my parents, and my sister's family. It was nice to have a small group, even though the big group is also lots of fun. And the little boys were so cute, just kicking it in the grass and pokeing each other--their favorite pastime.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5eLW7xB-kM55dpjfIc4u3rbYPu_xR_UnDxJD9hwXfKhnPZdxSWltfJz33sqr2qHtt1egyOz_dsB5mPAL-HhAIYGd6gK5D71g_9dh3l2vN5IHepQKVu3ETWV65DYZ6Qqhdwr4-mPyfFcyq/s1600/DSC02893.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkV7XtVwo-FcsPoDryYOtXFitSRnJDHYiJX7BQE8wSj_LqO4rJWedrEJevdoCz2hjroUKau3BMlKcqLGdT1p8y0DbYRWQPnLM8kPilI3nAuYTUDjHkS-eKTQ0jaTrdmX46gjQUCPe9phgl/s320/DSC02867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608530852119929970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, and this year we did something different for egg dying. I found this idea online and thought it looked like fun so we tried it! You just take the eggs (uncooked), wrap them in silk (ugly ties from the DI work GREAT!), then in a nylon, and boil them in water with 1/4 cup of vinegar for 15-20 min.</div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwEAlup97e7iiSD9hjWsvlsF311IMEwlXp2ZPg70b-eqm7TaTC33ObJJYLtwigbKkFr0lHLMgMBcMqdQ26TrdBuS8ivR66pOS9MccKRWXYW9nmE52WmMLj7b8RvIlVus2S46mrQwqQNG6/s1600/DSC02820.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwEAlup97e7iiSD9hjWsvlsF311IMEwlXp2ZPg70b-eqm7TaTC33ObJJYLtwigbKkFr0lHLMgMBcMqdQ26TrdBuS8ivR66pOS9MccKRWXYW9nmE52WmMLj7b8RvIlVus2S46mrQwqQNG6/s320/DSC02820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608528783578067618" style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is what we got! Not too shabby, eh?</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3SwPkm8jzWR-oXOLLfy_d5j1SQis1UD6h_HTV6-WfrIv7niXFR6xEZTmKakcB7juuuFfEW2co1XBdgbRfmagLjC8HckURJO1x3Uqlyxlb_KVG-ZNlHBUm6x_wB6bNpj0KkQj5oLJiZ8EC/s1600/DSC02826.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3SwPkm8jzWR-oXOLLfy_d5j1SQis1UD6h_HTV6-WfrIv7niXFR6xEZTmKakcB7juuuFfEW2co1XBdgbRfmagLjC8HckURJO1x3Uqlyxlb_KVG-ZNlHBUm6x_wB6bNpj0KkQj5oLJiZ8EC/s320/DSC02826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608528794190528274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Not all of them turned out, but the ones that did were so cool!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKpRRCB6kT0BuE-P4CcxC2zPioGuuFuC8dZn0P-MoLZQBhSDBKiLPQqa9_sUY7WYgiBNZNSbuby4B_GgjCi_xMH_6io9bYdsxyGEddv8HFTlrm_RBweLsSgQRlxh2s4ZjYvVHMvLNEJj5K/s1600/DSC02824.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKpRRCB6kT0BuE-P4CcxC2zPioGuuFuC8dZn0P-MoLZQBhSDBKiLPQqa9_sUY7WYgiBNZNSbuby4B_GgjCi_xMH_6io9bYdsxyGEddv8HFTlrm_RBweLsSgQRlxh2s4ZjYvVHMvLNEJj5K/s320/DSC02824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608528791156341026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The other thing that I really liked this year was that the Easter story got told several times throughout the day which I thought was so great to keep the focus on Christ instead of bunnies and candy. Between Brice and the other speakers, the story was told in detail in Sacrament meeting, then I told it in the class I taught, then the egg hunt told it, then my mom told it after the egg hunt. It was a really great Easter and I hope that we can always do so well at remembering our Savior throughout that special day.</div></div></div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3888884043135055248.post-9656375196599614832011-05-19T12:42:00.000-07:002011-05-19T13:27:17.514-07:00At least it hasn't been three months...<div style="text-align: center;">Yup, still sucking at the blog thing. School's almost out and I'm hoping that helps. We'll see.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At any rate, here goes nothing. Catch-up might be a few posts long...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Birthdays. There are lots of them this time of year. Russell's (my nephew's) is on the 29th of March and then my dad's is April 1st, and then my niece's is the 2nd (but she lives in Cali, so we didn't get to celebrate with her), mine is the 4th, and my brother's is the 8th. Not to mention all the cousins and uncles interspersed throughout. My birthday was the best one I've had in a long time!! Maybe ever. I've kinda had not-so-amazing birthdays the last few years because it always comes around at the end of the semester when we are about out of money and finals are coming up so we're out of resources to invest in much of a birthday celebration. But this year, Brice made my birthday amazing!! He made me cinnamon pull-apart (what we call "ball-y coffee cake) for breakfast, and then he made me LOBSTER and crab legs for dinner!! It was fantastic! I was so impressed and mmmm, it was delicious! It was practically Red Lobster at home, complete with those cheesy rolls they have. My husband is an amazing chef! LOVE IT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then he somehow managed to get me a serger sewing machine! I've been wanting one for my diaper business to make the soakers and it's awesome! I've had so much fun with it and it sure is easier to make those soakers with the serger than to cut everything out and try to make sure the zig zag stitch catches all the layers. He's so good to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We also went to my parents house around my b-day and had a celebration with family. My dad and I had fun fighting over cups of milk (he made me laugh and I got some up my nose!) and blowing out candles and other dumb stuff.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3kZYfmZgFCCfPw3lLFzGnZHsgxYCbXUdo8bsZVifXUCoQRAlulpY5i_jhd0J-zPgZXwxp8ev06Pc4W2FBi1MhN_tDwDlJvtRLwMnCUusqrRxjfYFrb2z0SD8bYQyOkSLALN92bNeoj5Cp/s320/DSC02628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608517442909395522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids had a great time running and rolling down this huge hill at BYU. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wMi3238108LufFHzE356SdR9idaBa_EfibutGUclBJvfx89nu6mNAlz6DgD6cxFttPmIfGwCCo70JEK6qCyELiuiQvhu572JrE7zFYoo7uaPb-FNQsz19SpsPvodyNX5yPGNhyE2u2T5/s1600/DSC02787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_wMi3238108LufFHzE356SdR9idaBa_EfibutGUclBJvfx89nu6mNAlz6DgD6cxFttPmIfGwCCo70JEK6qCyELiuiQvhu572JrE7zFYoo7uaPb-FNQsz19SpsPvodyNX5yPGNhyE2u2T5/s320/DSC02787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608522451229100898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC0xZThJA3DvFrMnJpdQkOkFeN3UiNyd4o-3Ky5Qic1wDdufjxRIcdWaZOKDhA9mgIzz3PAWa5XVQyJ21glclb3A6HsLhs8c3hPFJ7TzmopRK308-VjlE-ZLGeT1_QdcyTdL0bt365n99/s1600/DSC02780.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXC0xZThJA3DvFrMnJpdQkOkFeN3UiNyd4o-3Ky5Qic1wDdufjxRIcdWaZOKDhA9mgIzz3PAWa5XVQyJ21glclb3A6HsLhs8c3hPFJ7TzmopRK308-VjlE-ZLGeT1_QdcyTdL0bt365n99/s320/DSC02780.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608522446909233698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHaEEK_4q5pNS01RDR1VleMoJDsrFBqiqrHfTC3sSwgcNgqhHrEf3ViYES-SLrk3yYFZ2cpaA7pfJL6yd3o1o5aX1z44tSFcfPwlQjpc8_N16_NkyXQIMoZDOEu7exLSVUurPPgABeRW5W/s1600/DSC02778.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHaEEK_4q5pNS01RDR1VleMoJDsrFBqiqrHfTC3sSwgcNgqhHrEf3ViYES-SLrk3yYFZ2cpaA7pfJL6yd3o1o5aX1z44tSFcfPwlQjpc8_N16_NkyXQIMoZDOEu7exLSVUurPPgABeRW5W/s320/DSC02778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608522440011319954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Alaina thought it was so funny and she would pretend to fall and then roll the rest of the way. Gotta love the way she does her shoes too. We put them on her the right way, but as soon as she gets a chance, she undoes them, pulls the tongues out and redoes the velcro. She just likes 'em that way, with the tongues flopping all over the place. Funny girl.</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCPVasEoO37TBae2Fv3kO4odz7oZI0GcwfifpGeOYYhETXU1NBUx2Xh8FLzVK0uOEpSVW3as0h-v24_MSm1XYVWHYVhyUZuOVNrOobmxSvBG6_mHa1IYsLSwBr6fqQHGLRFCcDEAOAinJ6/s320/DSC02784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608517465078430066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you ask Alaina to make a funny face, this is what you get.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglzvihmDGxT8EHtvn6W7xperO7SVTenc4cPGQ3T1HzkRRFibQ8MZoIVyf3McuNtKZinXHbaW4-QFodQwDVHptTcGo77t1rOBGkONvcIUyBLvOTS8g1bj1mTcdoPxhumdIZCD54phXBAZDa/s320/DSC02714.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608517446859002066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is the most recent diaper I made for Landon and I think it's my favorite. My business has been moving along slowly but surely. I've had pretty steady orders for the last little while. I love making diapers and talking to people about cloth diapering. It's always fun to get requests for fabrics I might not have thought to use and to see how they turn out!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPd3zaYb9MwEyn9CV3IpdmTp3ic8VQIbgF0shH_vI2QGVP7GawqQ3xMWOFiDr3FwyxmMUOm0U23V6kYbMnackisruJBxvglnwpKUsv42VSK0lhgpNS8PXlINwLILr2NKsDyClcp7hCi6E/s320/DSC02749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608517455543268226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I don't know why Alaina is putting a bucket on Russell's head and I didn't take this picture, but it's funny!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMC6rcf-NQjy1B2Suqin7Yl5bwN9nfTak3WZWmtORtLqvqn-iIyd4e539E6QVOdtZ0VxK9NIm0zTjcvePWLRLDajfVJVjvvnp8aj0ehjm3_GPWrXTKxk3S5FUjGqF8Odvul8BElQu8Jo8Z/s320/DSC02821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608518979430182114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">One morning, Raelin and Ryker surprised us with a breakfast creation. We came to the table to find this: toast, kiwi, orange frosting, blue frosting, and mango. They made up their own frosting recipe consisting of powdered sugar, granulated sugar, milk, and food coloring. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTZuSrGyweFYtnwuL6bdAfgwbVFUmrxdG3zjhUPE003ehd5Ub2erGmbUQWrlU_96H-o4iMYCpXk3ddjAEsHbpQjyp3GbZysRCEa3dm_dlZYiH0kHt6WDAdmFqh2nLQA_d04ADR_C9PkqC/s1600/DSC02810.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTZuSrGyweFYtnwuL6bdAfgwbVFUmrxdG3zjhUPE003ehd5Ub2erGmbUQWrlU_96H-o4iMYCpXk3ddjAEsHbpQjyp3GbZysRCEa3dm_dlZYiH0kHt6WDAdmFqh2nLQA_d04ADR_C9PkqC/s320/DSC02810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608517467938543890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">They instructed us to put the fruit on the toast and then pour the (rather runny) frosting over it. I was pretty skeptical, but it was actually not half bad!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTZuSrGyweFYtnwuL6bdAfgwbVFUmrxdG3zjhUPE003ehd5Ub2erGmbUQWrlU_96H-o4iMYCpXk3ddjAEsHbpQjyp3GbZysRCEa3dm_dlZYiH0kHt6WDAdmFqh2nLQA_d04ADR_C9PkqC/s1600/DSC02810.JPG" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOzuOMt0BhtAfSjgIm6_Fyw2iWIt0taQ7zQwfun4KnWNiTrEYoCl8fMg9G98tO2ruMsPug6KktZU-BQkGVO1YZZPePVMjM60zulLlOR-Y4_eb5UymwRqo-ZFxzvQT-Zk6JpKyFaq6v9xXU/s320/DSC02812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608518970056776322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I think a lot about how frustrated I get with a lot of their antics, but this one helped me to look at things in a different light. Instead of thinking about how much stuff they get into and how they just help themselves to so many things that aren't theirs to get into, I've also realized that (in part) because I don't (usually) freak out and ground them for life when they make messes and snatch food and all those other things that I always feel SO frustrated about but never know what to do about, they are really quite creative and self-confident. The invent wonderful games even though they make a big mess in the process. They are bold enough to invent a meal, again, making a big mess and using things I might not have wanted them to use. But if I scold and punish them for the mess making and being presumptuous, which is my instinct, I would stifle all this creativity and independence and that would be a tragedy. So I'm trying really hard to let go a little and see more of the good things that are happening instead of just the trouble their explorations cause. It's a work in progress because I hate how messy the house always is and I doubly hate how hard it is to get them to do an ounce of cleaning.</div></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17116550438811675256noreply@blogger.com1