tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41721154772245983832024-03-13T03:07:02.716-07:00Chronicles of FiveOur life with 2 kids and a dog. Read the daily going ons of the five of us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-86217283611466786172011-08-19T13:25:00.000-07:002011-08-19T13:43:48.154-07:00The big 0 4 for my boy!
<br />This post is a little late. Sagen turned 4 on July 12th! We have been running crazy since then, so I have just gotten the chance to write.
<br />I cannot believe he is 4! I swear he was JUST born. I think he is the best boy in the world! He is a charmer who has about 30 girls that he believes he will marry! Here are some of the cool things he is doing:
<br /><ul><li>He is still a lover and cuddler. He loves hugs, kisses and cuddles.</li><li>He is a little stinker who tries to get away with everything.</li><li>He is a white belt in Little Dragons karate and does very well listening to the teacher Mr. K.</li><li>He is a good counter and knows most of his letter sounds.</li><li>He loves to play with ninja stuff like pretend swords. He is going to be a ninja when he grows up.</li><li>He loves his sister very much!</li><li>He likes to play school and "vacation" with his sister.</li><li>He is very active and athletic.
<br /></li><li>He is a BIG ham!</li><li>He is in his last year of preschool and will be a Kindergartner next year (Yikes)!
<br /></li></ul>I am so glad the he is my son.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-38117916403356501872011-06-30T00:01:00.000-07:002011-06-30T10:54:45.232-07:006 years old!!!Lorelei is 6 years old today! I cannot believe how time has flown. 6 years ago I became a mommy to a beautiful infant and now I have a beautiful 6 year old! She is going to be a first grader. She did very well in Kindergarten and loved her teacher. I am getting better about her growing up and I am not as sappy as I use to be about it :P She does freak me out a bit when she starts talking about how cool it will be when she is nine or when she goes to college. Here are some of the new things she is doing:<br /><br /><ul><li>She can sound out most words and can read books very well (when she wants to).<br /></li><li>She has given up ballet and started karate. She LOVES it. She does very well listening to Mr. K and doing her kicks and punches. It is so cute to watch her. She has her yellow belt and is well on the way to her orange.</li><li>She is still a great big sister and a very sweet girl.</li><li>She has grown a little shy, but will still talk your ear off if she knows you.</li><li>She has begun writing letters and stories and has made friends at school.</li><li>She has decided that she is going to be a vet and is sticking to it.</li><li>She has become quite the little artist and even painted a wonderful picture on a canvas.</li><li>She has a mind like s steel trap. She remembers things that happened when she was 2!</li><li>She is getting some pretty healthy eating habits and will choose fruit over chocolate.</li></ul>I think she is the best little girl anyone could have :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3GtNCni4G0/TgvHAFT_joI/AAAAAAAABVs/b1-YK-Uby24/s1600/loreleikarate.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3GtNCni4G0/TgvHAFT_joI/AAAAAAAABVs/b1-YK-Uby24/s320/loreleikarate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623807363942157954" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-70116129656477027422011-03-08T12:25:00.001-08:002011-03-08T13:06:07.747-08:00Christmas Finally!So yes in is MARCH and i am just posting about Christmas. We had a wonderful Christmas. We had an early Christmas with the Hierstein's at my parents house because Bob had to work on Christmas day. Then mom and dad came to our house on Christmas day. It was a very relaxed day and the kids for to play all day with their toys. The both got a ton of stuff. Lorelei got everything on her list that she write for Santa (in her own writing) and Sagen got everything he asked for including the Lion-o toy that "Santa" searched all over Ebay for.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5XbaZLXdXI/TXaUN3J7dOI/AAAAAAAABUQ/SQVO3fFhIl0/s1600/DSC00787.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5XbaZLXdXI/TXaUN3J7dOI/AAAAAAAABUQ/SQVO3fFhIl0/s320/DSC00787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581811754037114082" border="0" /></a><br />Sagen decorating the tree.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VPAN_bJ3e8/TXaUfEviBUI/AAAAAAAABUY/eDHjkGH7c7o/s1600/DSC00796.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VPAN_bJ3e8/TXaUfEviBUI/AAAAAAAABUY/eDHjkGH7c7o/s320/DSC00796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581812049742267714" border="0" /></a><br />Lorelei (during her glasses phase) decorating the tree.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QykoHOqJN5I/TXaVFebZpgI/AAAAAAAABUg/l8s9IbSee7A/s1600/DSC00815.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QykoHOqJN5I/TXaVFebZpgI/AAAAAAAABUg/l8s9IbSee7A/s320/DSC00815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581812709472183810" border="0" /></a><br />Showing of their gingerbread house and the candy they ate<br />while building it.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6CuNtboRgw/TXaWK3kDjiI/AAAAAAAABUo/C09yKIHo3Uc/s1600/DSC00833.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6CuNtboRgw/TXaWK3kDjiI/AAAAAAAABUo/C09yKIHo3Uc/s320/DSC00833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581813901630344738" border="0" /></a><br />Putting out the Christmas cookies!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJZeKWOEuVU/TXaW5RV3hmI/AAAAAAAABUw/Qkq-qsLRO0A/s1600/DSC00837.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xJZeKWOEuVU/TXaW5RV3hmI/AAAAAAAABUw/Qkq-qsLRO0A/s320/DSC00837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581814698824140386" border="0" /></a><br />Checking if he ate the cookies :)<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym79eMP1ZRc/TXaXaDdKaTI/AAAAAAAABU4/DQskS3FZALg/s1600/DSC00839.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym79eMP1ZRc/TXaXaDdKaTI/AAAAAAAABU4/DQskS3FZALg/s320/DSC00839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581815262032324914" border="0" /></a><br />Lion-o!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxFwHR67nfw/TXaXy8Cb-tI/AAAAAAAABVA/6bqt6FvGw0Q/s1600/DSC00840.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxFwHR67nfw/TXaXy8Cb-tI/AAAAAAAABVA/6bqt6FvGw0Q/s320/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581815689537911506" border="0" /></a><br />Zhu-zhu pets!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6s5rzOOL8zw/TXaYOOJAkQI/AAAAAAAABVI/tO7fUQg8IYE/s1600/DSC00857.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6s5rzOOL8zw/TXaYOOJAkQI/AAAAAAAABVI/tO7fUQg8IYE/s320/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581816158253781250" border="0" /></a><br />Showing off the whole haul!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c46Tj6o24YI/TXaY4IcrlEI/AAAAAAAABVQ/mx9X2GLYHzU/s1600/DSC00861.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c46Tj6o24YI/TXaY4IcrlEI/AAAAAAAABVQ/mx9X2GLYHzU/s320/DSC00861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581816878280184898" border="0" /></a><br />Showing off her haul!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5I1_iErWGAU/TXaZj3kCWXI/AAAAAAAABVY/ZzLZxd4k9nM/s1600/DSC00866.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5I1_iErWGAU/TXaZj3kCWXI/AAAAAAAABVY/ZzLZxd4k9nM/s320/DSC00866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581817629661878642" border="0" /></a><br />Perhaps my FAVORITE picture of him EVER!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-90329723516668715732010-11-14T10:34:00.001-08:002010-11-14T17:16:28.616-08:00Goomagizzles!This summer while visiting my Grandma Paddy and Auntie Lisa the kids were introduced to goomagizzles. Goomagizzles are little treats made with leftover pie crust. My Grandma's mother use to make them. Lisa say hers included raisins, but the ones we made this summer did not. They were simply pie crust sprinkled with cinnamon sugar and baked. I had some left over pie crust today so we made goomagizzle for a little treat. We cut them into Christmas shapes because we are READY for Christmas in this house!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAseihzvLI/AAAAAAAABTI/izYQTa1b8fc/s1600/091.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAseihzvLI/AAAAAAAABTI/izYQTa1b8fc/s320/091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539476444842015922" border="0" /></a> getting ready to roll the dough!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAtBg_ddMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/zM4lvAtMUF4/s1600/092.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAtBg_ddMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/zM4lvAtMUF4/s320/092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539477045724935362" border="0" /></a>Manning the rolling pin!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAvgaXNQqI/AAAAAAAABUA/ue4YH12LR4E/s1600/093.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAvgaXNQqI/AAAAAAAABUA/ue4YH12LR4E/s320/093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539479775544689314" border="0" /></a> cutting a bell<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAuXaDc9gI/AAAAAAAABTo/8ap1FgMBGzA/s1600/095.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAuXaDc9gI/AAAAAAAABTo/8ap1FgMBGzA/s320/095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539478521331381762" border="0" /></a> adding the cinnamon sugar<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAtnO9rDZI/AAAAAAAABTg/LxdKS9mW0dk/s1600/094.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAtnO9rDZI/AAAAAAAABTg/LxdKS9mW0dk/s320/094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539477693720628626" border="0" /></a> more cinnamon sugar<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAu7ly4FBI/AAAAAAAABT4/E2qVI3Yshvc/s1600/098.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAu7ly4FBI/AAAAAAAABT4/E2qVI3Yshvc/s320/098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539479142958371858" border="0" /></a> Yummy!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAupX-pB7I/AAAAAAAABTw/gLVfv2FN6bY/s1600/097.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TOAupX-pB7I/AAAAAAAABTw/gLVfv2FN6bY/s320/097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539478830011975602" border="0" /></a> Delicious!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='222' height='185' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw9ALQm4VHX-xrKJxgOmf9riNUctA_NaWArtIU1eGYhm5346RZP6qMHHiMumorIWHdu57QztrEEbqUh18nUEQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-26712506188167576042010-11-14T10:27:00.001-08:002010-11-14T10:28:31.238-08:00Halloween 2010<object name="Slideshow" id="Slideshow" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" align="middle" width="425" height="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8AbOGLZwzcN3MA"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed id="Slideshow" name="Slideshow" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8AbOGLZwzcN3MA" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#869ca7" src="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf" align="middle" width="425" height="425"></embed></object><p style="width: 425px; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8AbOGLZwzcN3MA&eid=115">Click here to view these pictures larger</a><img src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&c1=pictures&c2=blogger" border="0" width="1" height="1" /></p>We had a GREAT Halloween! We went to the pumpkin patch, the zoo, carved pumpkins AND went Trick or treating. Lorelei was a fairy (didn't wear her wings) and Sagen was a Werewolf at the zoo (without the mask) and Spiderman for trick or treating (again without the mask).Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-77651866679601136162010-11-06T09:05:00.000-07:002010-11-06T09:18:22.879-07:00Camping!!!We went camping a few weeks ago with a group of friends. We went up on Mt. Lemmon so it was nice and cool. The kids had a really good time and really enjoyed themselves.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV9ZTDTAyI/AAAAAAAABSY/NnBOOVbupLQ/s1600/DSC00627.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV9ZTDTAyI/AAAAAAAABSY/NnBOOVbupLQ/s320/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536469190486197026" border="0" /></a> Playing with the headlamps in the tent.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV9woHgfDI/AAAAAAAABSg/AWvV2RHTDE8/s1600/DSC00632.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV9woHgfDI/AAAAAAAABSg/AWvV2RHTDE8/s320/DSC00632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536469591277993010" border="0" /></a>Exploring nature.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-wexCvVI/AAAAAAAABS4/aXQcG_QJc4M/s1600/DSC00652.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-wexCvVI/AAAAAAAABS4/aXQcG_QJc4M/s320/DSC00652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536470688279477586" border="0" /></a>They had the greatest time on this log!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-cEfDICI/AAAAAAAABSw/dTUIT3q13rU/s1600/DSC00637.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-cEfDICI/AAAAAAAABSw/dTUIT3q13rU/s320/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536470337627299874" border="0" /></a>Moxie was a little sick :( she spent the whole time in the pack and play.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-I7oaJpI/AAAAAAAABSo/q074kEGlgUc/s1600/DSC00636.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNV-I7oaJpI/AAAAAAAABSo/q074kEGlgUc/s320/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536470008833123986" border="0" /></a> Just a pic of our boy.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-58288271023692510562010-11-02T21:23:00.000-07:002010-11-02T21:46:59.041-07:00First day of school!!The first day of school this year was a BIG day in our household. Lorelei started Kindergarten and Sagen started preschool. Since I am so late in posting this I can tell you that it is going GREAT for both of them. Lorelei Met or Exceeded ALL of the Kindergarten standards for the 1st quarter, she has gotten a score OVER what is necessary at the end of the year on one of our district tests, and she is starting to read a lot of words. Most importantly she loves it and is interested! She WANTS to read things and she WANTS to go to school. I was going to let her stay home one day because she had a cold and she didn't want too. Sagen is liking school as well. He has the option to stay home with grandma and grandpa on Fridays, but he chooses to go to school. He loves playing with the other kids and is doing well with following directions.<br />Here are some first day of school pictures!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDlZu4faqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/uKc09jLHQ40/s1600/DSC00581.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDlZu4faqI/AAAAAAAABRQ/uKc09jLHQ40/s320/DSC00581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535176172282800802" border="0" /></a><br />Getting ready to go.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDl3xVVN1I/AAAAAAAABRY/NbSyihoDbqE/s1600/DSC00584.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDl3xVVN1I/AAAAAAAABRY/NbSyihoDbqE/s320/DSC00584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535176688336713554" border="0" /></a><br />Some nervous smiles and faces!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDmMpfRORI/AAAAAAAABRg/4UmaczE9XxQ/s1600/DSC00587.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDmMpfRORI/AAAAAAAABRg/4UmaczE9XxQ/s320/DSC00587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535177047008164114" border="0" /></a><br />Look at our cool backpacks!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDmmWXeu7I/AAAAAAAABRo/4lLS2e3jaWA/s1600/DSC00589.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDmmWXeu7I/AAAAAAAABRo/4lLS2e3jaWA/s320/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535177488551820210" border="0" /></a><br />At school.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDnYx_XFOI/AAAAAAAABR4/8IKX99sBv4Y/s1600/DSC00596.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDnYx_XFOI/AAAAAAAABR4/8IKX99sBv4Y/s320/DSC00596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535178354960307426" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDn6pidSGI/AAAAAAAABSA/J2gXThneizg/s1600/DSC00597.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDn6pidSGI/AAAAAAAABSA/J2gXThneizg/s320/DSC00597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535178936807147618" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br />breakfast!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDoga3ZarI/AAAAAAAABSI/F3Fqj-8bAKE/s1600/DSC00598.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDoga3ZarI/AAAAAAAABSI/F3Fqj-8bAKE/s320/DSC00598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179585703471794" border="0" /></a><br />With her teacher Mr. Herndon. He ROCKS!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDogwpcnRI/AAAAAAAABSQ/QuFUZjpqzow/s1600/DSC00601.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TNDogwpcnRI/AAAAAAAABSQ/QuFUZjpqzow/s320/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535179591550541074" border="0" /></a><br />Walking to classUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-66575100391838528482010-11-01T21:12:00.001-07:002010-11-01T21:24:57.403-07:00Summer<object name="Slideshow" id="Slideshow" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" align="middle" width="425" height="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf"><param name="flashvars" value="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8AbOGLZwzcN3IQ"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed id="Slideshow" name="Slideshow" quality="high" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configurl=http%3A%2F%2Fws.shutterfly.com%2Fshare%2Fexternal_slideshow_config%3Fsid%3D8AbOGLZwzcN3IQ" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" bgcolor="#869ca7" src="http://www.shutterfly.com/flashapps/flashslideshow/Slideshow.swf" align="middle" width="425" height="425"></embed></object><p style="width: 425px; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8AbOGLZwzcN3IQ&eid=115">Click here to view these pictures larger</a><img src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&c1=pictures&c2=blogger" border="0" width="1" height="1" /></p><p style="width: 425px; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;">Here is a slide show of our GREAT summer road trip! We drove from AZ to ME and spent about 2 weeks there. We had a great time with the Raymonds, Pipers, Allens, Lees and our family. We went to the beach, had a birthday party and went to Santa's Village. It was a busy wonderful trip. Then, we headed to MA to see Kadin, Emily and Bucky. We had a great time with them and enjoyed playing in their cool yard. After that we headed to PA to visit Molly at her grandmother's farm. The kids had never been to a farm and had a great time exploring. True to form, Sagen stripped down with in the hour and sang the "naked dance" song for Molly's grandma! After that we stopped for two weeks to see our family in Iowa. We saw friends and family there and had ANOTHER birthday party. We were tired when we finally headed home. Once we got here we hung out with the Wallace's a lot and added a new puppy to our family. Oh, and had ANOTHER birthday party. It was a GREAT summer!!<br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-5438355290293777022010-07-12T18:12:00.001-07:002010-07-12T18:48:54.603-07:00Give me a T, give me a H, Give me REE!!!Today my baby turns 3! He is the best boy in the world. He is so grown up in some ways and still my baby in so many others. He still LOVES his mama and LOVES to cuddle. If he is upset, mama is still the only one that can calm him. Here are some of the things he can do:<br /><ul><li>He can talk circles around most kids his age and many five year olds!</li><li>He can climb anything, run fast and far, and hit and kick a ball.</li><li>He is very happy boy (most of the time) he can find joy in almost everything.</li><li>He is also can cry like NOBODIES business! He is LOUD!</li><li>He can stay dry 95% of the time.</li><li>He LOVES to swim.</li><li>He has NO FEAR.</li><li>He can take a tumble and jump right back up.</li><li>He know the words to a lot of songs (even some I wish he didn't)</li><li>He is shy sometimes and VERY friendly others. He will tell complete strangers his business, but he would never go with them.</li><li>We can pretty much trust him to play in his room by himself or with his sister.</li><li>He is funny and makes us laugh everyday.</li><li>He LOVES to give me hugs and kisses</li></ul>I can't believe he is three. I love him more then any other baby boy in the word and most of the girl (except one).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TDvF2SeZtOI/AAAAAAAABQw/CE1J5Gmasfs/s1600/DSC00121.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TDvF2SeZtOI/AAAAAAAABQw/CE1J5Gmasfs/s320/DSC00121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493201706971411682" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-83824626414383867262010-06-22T11:59:00.000-07:002010-06-30T06:17:33.524-07:00FIVE!!!!! That is right, I said FIVE!!!My baby girl is now five. I have written 5 birthday blogs about her and spent 5 wonderful years being her mama. I love watching her grow and change. She is no longer a baby, a toddler, or even a preschooler! She is a girl. A little girl mind you, but she is getting bigger everyday. She still likes to get cuddles and hugs from her mama though so I can handle it (sorta). This year has once again brought about a lot of changes for her.<br />She can do a lot of new things. Here are a few of here 5 year old skills:<br /><ul><li>she can hop on one foot (we found this out after we told the Dr. she couldn't and she looked at us and hopped across the room)</li><li>she can write her name and copy other words. This is still not one of her favorite activities, but she will do it.</li><li>she can read some small words and repetitive books. This is something she DOES enjoy.</li><li>she can spell small words if I help her break it down. I have HIGH hopes that she will be a great speller unlike her mama.</li><li>she is starting to color more carefully and stay in the lines better, but she does not like to draw her own pictures to much.</li><li>She STILL loves to use her imagination and will play for a long time with her brother while he pretends to be one character from their show of the day and she pretends to be the other.</li><li>She choose quiet sitting/thinking activities as much as she chooses loud rambunctious ones.</li><li>She can comfort her brother when he cries as long as she wasn't the one who MADE him cry.</li><li>She STILL closes her eyes when she says "cheese" which makes her very hard to photograph.</li><li>She can take an idea or thought and make it into a full sentence for a letter or a story.</li><li>She loves playing with her friends and her brother, but is also content playing alone.</li><li>She is still taking ballet and will join Daisy Scouts this year and MAY choose to play a sport (don't worry we will make sure she is not over scheduled!)</li><li>She is getting braver and braver in the water. We also need to sign her up for "big girl" swimming lessons where I don't have to get in the water with her.</li></ul>I can't believe she is doing all these things and turning into such a big girl. I am proud of her. She is off to BIG things like Kindergarten and she is taking it in stride. I on the other hand tear up at the though :P<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TCEOHeClePI/AAAAAAAABQo/WDXJEIGvW6c/s1600/100_1760.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485681342599756018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/TCEOHeClePI/AAAAAAAABQo/WDXJEIGvW6c/s320/100_1760.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-86088364622779356952010-05-23T20:05:00.000-07:002010-05-24T20:04:15.930-07:00Preschool Graduate!!!This is Lorelei 2 years ago on her first official day of preschool. She didn't want to look at the camera, but we do have proof that she was there.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_ntLFvizlI/AAAAAAAABPw/pbnuFa7lIR8/s1600/lore1dayofpre2.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_ntLFvizlI/AAAAAAAABPw/pbnuFa7lIR8/s320/lore1dayofpre2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474667596821483090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_ntK_-jtHI/AAAAAAAABPo/DxA3f0qzAZI/s1600/lorelei1dayofpre.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_ntK_-jtHI/AAAAAAAABPo/DxA3f0qzAZI/s320/lorelei1dayofpre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474667595273843826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is her today at her preschool graduation. I do not know where that time has gone! She is now onto the big world of KINDERGARTEN!!! Let's hope her mama can handle, because I KNOW SHE IS READY!!!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9MkxafpI/AAAAAAAABQI/Oz8N7oVacHU/s1600/P5234056.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9MkxafpI/AAAAAAAABQI/Oz8N7oVacHU/s320/P5234056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037058237628050" border="0" /></a> Receiving her diploma<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9bm3-DfI/AAAAAAAABQg/l7pPGKJ7ZSE/s1600/P5234061.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9bm3-DfI/AAAAAAAABQg/l7pPGKJ7ZSE/s320/P5234061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037316500033010" border="0" /></a> Freshly graduated showing off the goods.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9ND7YDLI/AAAAAAAABQQ/EmRAFOxiYgQ/s1600/P5234060.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9ND7YDLI/AAAAAAAABQQ/EmRAFOxiYgQ/s320/P5234060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037066600910002" border="0" /></a> Just thinks she looks beautiful here.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9MeXy-9I/AAAAAAAABQA/mrNtFw95iiA/s1600/P5234069.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9MeXy-9I/AAAAAAAABQA/mrNtFw95iiA/s320/P5234069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037056519568338" border="0" /></a> With mommy and daddy. Sagen was to busy eating cake.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9L8ZVzOI/AAAAAAAABP4/jZ6GWy6_Hzo/s1600/P5234067.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_s9L8ZVzOI/AAAAAAAABP4/jZ6GWy6_Hzo/s320/P5234067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037047399238882" border="0" /></a> Notice my red nose. I didn't SOB but I did cry.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-2856546948864019592010-05-23T19:39:00.000-07:002010-05-23T20:09:12.976-07:00Baby Birds!!A few weeks ago we notice a humming bird sitting on a nest by our front door. When she went away for some food we check and there were two eggs.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nnLLPQDHI/AAAAAAAABPA/zFCbrhOIn2w/s1600/P4163936.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nnLLPQDHI/AAAAAAAABPA/zFCbrhOIn2w/s320/P4163936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474661001226882162" border="0" /></a><br /><br />a few days later we check again and found these cuties. We of course didn't touch them or even breath on them, but we checked on them everyday.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nnh6_v1HI/AAAAAAAABPQ/RHX7AGVM6GU/s1600/100_1708.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nnh6_v1HI/AAAAAAAABPQ/RHX7AGVM6GU/s320/100_1708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474661392003880050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Last week there was only one and then none. They had grown up and flown from the nest! We are so happy.<br /><br />Speaking of birds growing up and moving on stayed tuned for pictures of our own little bird as she leave the nest of preschool. That's right! OUR BABY GIRL WILL BE A PRESCHOOL GRADUATE!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-73174913327010575992010-05-23T18:55:00.000-07:002010-05-23T20:00:11.299-07:00Lorelei is a punk rocker!!!Last week was spirit week at our school. Lorelei and I decided to go punk and give her a mowhawk. Each pony was a different color. Needless to say, she won the prize for preschool that day (and no neither Brain and I were judges).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nrKR1zG6I/AAAAAAAABPg/9IAUimdSryg/s1600/P5103967.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nrKR1zG6I/AAAAAAAABPg/9IAUimdSryg/s320/P5103967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665383865818018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nrJ6fJcMI/AAAAAAAABPY/EXVqxCOkeEQ/s1600/P5103956.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S_nrJ6fJcMI/AAAAAAAABPY/EXVqxCOkeEQ/s320/P5103956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474665377596797122" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-76963572408188924412010-04-10T18:15:00.000-07:002010-04-12T19:43:33.505-07:00Spring Break!We had a great spring break. We went to the zoo with Shannon and her family, the Desert Museum with Molly and her sister Ali (I don't have pics of the zoo), went to the safety fair and got new bike helmets (for free!), had a kite flying day, and Easter! It was a busy and fun break!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Desert Museum</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnN4ezMzI/AAAAAAAABN4/Hq8AxdYyq4k/s1600/100_1689.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnN4ezMzI/AAAAAAAABN4/Hq8AxdYyq4k/s320/100_1689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458687342803104562" border="0" /></a><br />Riding the turtle statue at the Desert Museum<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EmmWAlhmI/AAAAAAAABNw/6oCZeb7-8Ng/s1600/100_1694.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EmmWAlhmI/AAAAAAAABNw/6oCZeb7-8Ng/s320/100_1694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458686663534675554" border="0" /></a><br />Lorelei the bat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EmlQzd0pI/AAAAAAAABNg/I0oJySHBwZY/s1600/100_1695.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EmlQzd0pI/AAAAAAAABNg/I0oJySHBwZY/s320/100_1695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458686644957598354" border="0" /></a><br />Sagen the bat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8Eml8uQ1fI/AAAAAAAABNo/iBx5qs7PdqU/s1600/100_1696.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8Eml8uQ1fI/AAAAAAAABNo/iBx5qs7PdqU/s320/100_1696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458686656746935794" border="0" /></a><br />Lorelei was into making faces that day!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dying eggs</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkIYSXmOI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-2U6ewxNw6k/s1600/P3283862.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkIYSXmOI/AAAAAAAABMQ/-2U6ewxNw6k/s320/P3283862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458683949726800098" border="0" /></a><br />When we dyed our eggs we used the whisk trick that a friend of mine found. We stuck the eggs in a whisk so the kids could get them in and out of the dye easily. It worked great!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkIvL6jLI/AAAAAAAABMY/nzlcZorUkQk/s1600/P3283863.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkIvL6jLI/AAAAAAAABMY/nzlcZorUkQk/s320/P3283863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458683955873746098" border="0" /></a><br />Lorelei showing off the whisk trick<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">A day outside</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpCQOwvvI/AAAAAAAABOY/SXFi885Y5lc/s1600/lorelekite.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpCQOwvvI/AAAAAAAABOY/SXFi885Y5lc/s320/lorelekite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689342043111154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpY1E2D1I/AAAAAAAABO4/PLfB05g8dEo/s1600/sagenkite.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpY1E2D1I/AAAAAAAABO4/PLfB05g8dEo/s320/sagenkite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689729890750290" border="0" /></a><br />kite flying<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpDobIB5I/AAAAAAAABOo/DaO6yt0NZdA/s1600/sagenfootball.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpDobIB5I/AAAAAAAABOo/DaO6yt0NZdA/s320/sagenfootball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689365717288850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpC0IXZSI/AAAAAAAABOg/QhFJUs9FuKI/s1600/lorelesoccer.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpC0IXZSI/AAAAAAAABOg/QhFJUs9FuKI/s320/lorelesoccer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689351679960354" border="0" /></a><br />playing ball<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Easter</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkJXatoyI/AAAAAAAABMo/oXCy-IzZkKE/s1600/P4033885.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkJXatoyI/AAAAAAAABMo/oXCy-IzZkKE/s320/P4033885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458683966673232674" border="0" /></a><br />With their baskets.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkJpIn0OI/AAAAAAAABMw/FScgohVrSrI/s1600/P4033886.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EkJpIn0OI/AAAAAAAABMw/FScgohVrSrI/s320/P4033886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458683971429191906" border="0" /></a><br />A gift from the Easter Bunny. We did have a egg hunt, but all those pictures are on the video camera.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElBoUBlwI/AAAAAAAABNI/m_9UrnFdOJI/s1600/P4033901.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElBoUBlwI/AAAAAAAABNI/m_9UrnFdOJI/s320/P4033901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458684933281257218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElBdwN0CI/AAAAAAAABNA/s3maunCGt68/s1600/P4033904.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElBdwN0CI/AAAAAAAABNA/s3maunCGt68/s320/P4033904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458684930446708770" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span>posing for pictures<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElCP1A1QI/AAAAAAAABNQ/jKWdASv3V6Y/s1600/P4033910.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElCP1A1QI/AAAAAAAABNQ/jKWdASv3V6Y/s320/P4033910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458684943888602370" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElCtIRL_I/AAAAAAAABNY/ddkcshqnD0k/s1600/P4033921.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8ElCtIRL_I/AAAAAAAABNY/ddkcshqnD0k/s320/P4033921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458684951753994226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnkFc1yzI/AAAAAAAABOA/oMz8yHtgges/s1600/P4033922.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnkFc1yzI/AAAAAAAABOA/oMz8yHtgges/s320/P4033922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458687724241668914" border="0" /></a><br />Giant eggs from Gramma<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnktyvvmI/AAAAAAAABOI/JJe5QZyekW4/s1600/P4033923.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EnktyvvmI/AAAAAAAABOI/JJe5QZyekW4/s320/P4033923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458687735070965346" border="0" /></a><br />While all the boys were running around Lorelei sat quietly playing with her new Polly Pocket from Lisa. It is VERY uncharacteristic of her to miss out on the rough play so she obviously LOVED it.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Dress up!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpEWUtPXI/AAAAAAAABOw/mcYDWoRK8q0/s1600/sagenhorse.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 170px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpEWUtPXI/AAAAAAAABOw/mcYDWoRK8q0/s320/sagenhorse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689378038398322" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpB6jaodI/AAAAAAAABOQ/3-9tM_Je9b0/s1600/loreleidressup.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S8EpB6jaodI/AAAAAAAABOQ/3-9tM_Je9b0/s320/loreleidressup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458689336224162258" border="0" /></a><br />They also played a lot of dress up.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-65182000187903329472010-01-24T15:13:00.001-08:002010-01-24T15:49:58.691-08:00The rest of Christmas...Here are the final Christmas pics (late of COURSE)!<br /><br /><br />Christmas Eve<br />On Christmas Eve we went to Butch and Karen's to see all of that family (minus Lance's crew who we saw a few days later). Lorelei and Sagen LOVED playing with Wyatt. I have NO pictures of this cause as soon as I would go in the room with a camera they would all hide or scatter!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zZ6m9SMBI/AAAAAAAABMI/GWfz8FXv34g/s1600-h/PC233679.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zZ6m9SMBI/AAAAAAAABMI/GWfz8FXv34g/s320/PC233679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430454851615207442" border="0" /></a> Sagen Did sit still for a little snack.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zX0UW5-5I/AAAAAAAABMA/NeRsB-D7d2M/s1600-h/PC233680.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zX0UW5-5I/AAAAAAAABMA/NeRsB-D7d2M/s320/PC233680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452544519928722" border="0" /></a> Lorelei did too. I think they enjoyed their floor picnic with the Santa mat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzwQdlnI/AAAAAAAABL4/fm8FSvmhFMU/s1600-h/PC243695.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzwQdlnI/AAAAAAAABL4/fm8FSvmhFMU/s320/PC243695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452534829225586" border="0" /></a>Then we headed back to Gram's and put out our cookies for Santa.<br /><br /><br />Christmas Day<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzmlCO8I/AAAAAAAABLw/24xxu7rDYP0/s1600-h/PC243701.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzmlCO8I/AAAAAAAABLw/24xxu7rDYP0/s320/PC243701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452532231158722" border="0" /></a>The kids got a LOT of presents (not ALL of the ones pictured are theirs). They could barely stand to pose for this picture before opening their stuff!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzNby_GI/AAAAAAAABLo/KrhvWpzM9r8/s1600-h/PC243720.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXzNby_GI/AAAAAAAABLo/KrhvWpzM9r8/s320/PC243720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452525481524322" border="0" /></a> Lorelei's big present from Santa was a dollhouse! She LOVED it! Although she did LOVE feeding her dollhouse people to Sagen's new dino!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXy7anjMI/AAAAAAAABLg/gsrzbgrAx4w/s1600-h/PC243728.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zXy7anjMI/AAAAAAAABLg/gsrzbgrAx4w/s320/PC243728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430452520644742338" border="0" /></a> Sagen got a robot truck from Santa. It is voice activated and very cool. He also got a voice activated dinosaur from Grandma and Grandpa. It is also voice activated so we had fun making them talk to each.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU2oINGmI/AAAAAAAABLY/LiB2ellty6Q/s1600-h/PC243735.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU2oINGmI/AAAAAAAABLY/LiB2ellty6Q/s320/PC243735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430449285651831394" border="0" /></a>It was a loooonnnggg day for Sagen!!<br /><br />The morning after<br />We hit the "slopes" in Gram's back yard for a little sledding. Both kids loved it this year. They were able to do it by themselves after we made some paths. We just had to be at the bottom to stop them!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU2DwOBSI/AAAAAAAABLQ/7dFfLeahRf8/s1600-h/PC253779.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU2DwOBSI/AAAAAAAABLQ/7dFfLeahRf8/s320/PC253779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430449275887551778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU18dsDgI/AAAAAAAABLI/eqBhwsBMUDI/s1600-h/PC253787.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU18dsDgI/AAAAAAAABLI/eqBhwsBMUDI/s320/PC253787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430449273930780162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU1prFMLI/AAAAAAAABLA/o_n6zGr3eu0/s1600-h/PC253804.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU1prFMLI/AAAAAAAABLA/o_n6zGr3eu0/s320/PC253804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430449268886679730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The day after that we had a BIG family meal (see the pics below) and Lorelei enjoyed a turkey leg.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU1TG7B3I/AAAAAAAABK4/OEhxQ0qQp18/s1600-h/PC263825.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1zU1TG7B3I/AAAAAAAABK4/OEhxQ0qQp18/s320/PC263825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430449262829438834" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-65990793806397068412010-01-24T11:57:00.001-08:002010-01-24T12:10:25.701-08:00Chritmas a time for friends....This Christmas we were able to see some of our Iowa friends. Some we had never met and ohers I have know since they were born.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynSQ_M2tI/AAAAAAAABKw/rVaa9E64oAc/s1600-h/PC273833.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynSQ_M2tI/AAAAAAAABKw/rVaa9E64oAc/s320/PC273833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430399182941510354" border="0" /></a> Sammy, Sophie and Ruby were one of our first stops. We started babysitting for the family when Sammy was 18 months olds and have babysat Sophie since she was born. Ruby is about a year younger then Lorelei. It was so nice to see them. Sammy and Sophie were my first babies and I can't believe how big they have gotten!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynSFPQ20I/AAAAAAAABKo/6jYkja_N27k/s1600-h/PC273840.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynSFPQ20I/AAAAAAAABKo/6jYkja_N27k/s320/PC273840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430399179787656002" border="0" /></a>Nest we stop to see Caitlyn. She is now a senior in High School and doing very well!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynRoF91rI/AAAAAAAABKg/GCH2QWFXupo/s1600-h/PC283847.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1ynRoF91rI/AAAAAAAABKg/GCH2QWFXupo/s320/PC283847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430399171964032690" border="0" /></a> Then we had lunch with Kameron, D, and their little boy Michael. He was so cute! It was the first time we meet him since he is only 9 months old. He is such a sweetie!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-17921218670489192512010-01-21T18:14:00.000-08:002010-01-21T18:24:33.301-08:00Polar ExpressRight before our drive to Iowa we went on the Polar Express. It picked us up in Williams, AZ and drove us to the North Pole (a spot just outside the Grand Canyon). We got hot cocoa and cookies, listened to the Polar Express story, saw Santa and received a bell and then sang songs. It was A GREAT time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLX33vZdI/AAAAAAAABKY/IP-M9DteE78/s1600-h/P1013594.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLX33vZdI/AAAAAAAABKY/IP-M9DteE78/s320/P1013594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429383330534483410" border="0" /></a><br />Waiting to got on the train!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLXSSda2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/Tnx714Ik4xk/s1600-h/P1013618.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLXSSda2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/Tnx714Ik4xk/s320/P1013618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429383320446004066" border="0" /></a><br />Sagen on the train reading the song book.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLW8fLfiI/AAAAAAAABKI/GbSLHvbH_SA/s1600-h/P1013634.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLW8fLfiI/AAAAAAAABKI/GbSLHvbH_SA/s320/P1013634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429383314593775138" border="0" /></a><br />Lorelei enjoying her Hot Cocoa.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLWllt3uI/AAAAAAAABKA/RAv_AELfTQs/s1600-h/PC213656.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S1kLWllt3uI/AAAAAAAABKA/RAv_AELfTQs/s320/PC213656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429383308447178466" border="0" /></a><br />Getting a bell from Santa!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-66412703605678967462010-01-05T20:52:00.000-08:002010-01-06T20:20:13.259-08:00Ready for our photo shootThis Christmas we went to Iowa. I PROMISE a lot of pictures of our adventures are coming. However, I am going to start with a post about my favorite part of the trip. A few days after Christmas ALL of my moms brothers and sister and all the grands and greats (minus my dad and Em's family) got together. We had a HUGE photo session and I REALLY will cherish these photos. I think we get together and do this about every 10 years so it really is a rare treat. Here are some of the best photo. All of the photos where taken by Wendy. My beautiful cousin :)<br /><br /><br />LORELEI'S!!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJ9DMYpI/AAAAAAAABJg/RpOS-rvPCVU/s1600-h/Loreleis.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJ9DMYpI/AAAAAAAABJg/RpOS-rvPCVU/s320/Loreleis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487510058394258" border="0" /></a>This first one is my favorite. It is of all the Lorelei's. My Uncle Butch and Aunt Karen started a tradition in my family when they named their daughter Wendolyn Lorelei (far left). My parents like the name so when I was born they named my Jessica Lorelei (I hope since you are reading my blog that you know I am the second from the right). Following the tradition my Uncle Bunny and his wife Marilyn named their first daughter Jennifer Lorelei (far right). My cousin Lance and his wife Cherise kept the tradition going in the second generation and name their daughter Rachel Lorelei (2nd from the left). I tweaked the traditon a little and named my baby girl Lorelei Alexis (middle). I love that we have a picture of all of use together.<br /><br /><br />Grandkids families<br /><br />My family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJUNmF2I/AAAAAAAABJY/86Qq-XCPTak/s1600-h/justus.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJUNmF2I/AAAAAAAABJY/86Qq-XCPTak/s320/justus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487499096168290" border="0" /></a> Brian, Jessica, Sagen, and Lorelei<br /><br />Wendy's family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJHqtA2I/AAAAAAAABJQ/JptfHbGJM88/s1600-h/wemby.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QZJHqtA2I/AAAAAAAABJQ/JptfHbGJM88/s320/wemby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487495728595810" border="0" /></a>Wyatt, Augie, Zach and Wendy.<br /><br />Lance's family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5pUhsyI/AAAAAAAABJI/qCiXuvrQYyk/s1600-h/lance.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5pUhsyI/AAAAAAAABJI/qCiXuvrQYyk/s320/lance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487229884478242" border="0" /></a>Ben, Cherise, Lance and Racheal<br /><br />Kids Families<br /><br />Lisa's Family<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5RpBX_I/AAAAAAAABJA/zlXlAyJ7bRk/s1600-h/Sethetal.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5RpBX_I/AAAAAAAABJA/zlXlAyJ7bRk/s320/Sethetal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487223527989234" border="0" /></a>Seth, Lisa, and Erica (Seth's wife)<br /><br />Bunny's family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0Qbxs0L8tI/AAAAAAAABJo/EAamUbgkDVc/s1600-h/bunandfam.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0Qbxs0L8tI/AAAAAAAABJo/EAamUbgkDVc/s320/bunandfam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490391918506706" border="0" /></a> Sasha, Jenny, Ron (Jenny's boyfriend), Colin, Bunny, Marilyn, Jojo, and Mikeal (I prob spelled his name wrong)<br /><br /><br />Judy's family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5P0CNtI/AAAAAAAABI4/0vN6-I8Bhbc/s1600-h/My+Fam.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QY5P0CNtI/AAAAAAAABI4/0vN6-I8Bhbc/s320/My+Fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423487223037310674" border="0" /></a>Judy, Sagen, Gram, Jessica, Lorelei, and Brian (my husband)<br /><br /><br />Butch's Family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QbyC6VZ0I/AAAAAAAABJw/8nkFZJa0g8g/s1600-h/butchclan.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QbyC6VZ0I/AAAAAAAABJw/8nkFZJa0g8g/s320/butchclan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490397849872194" border="0" /></a>Cherise, (Lance's wife)m Lance, Ben, Rachael, Wyatt, Wendy, Butch, Karen, Zach (Wendy's family) and Augie.<br /><br />Gram with her offsping<br /><br />Kids<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYJe-VVRI/AAAAAAAABIY/418QitsonX0/s1600-h/gramandkids.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYJe-VVRI/AAAAAAAABIY/418QitsonX0/s320/gramandkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423486402473317650" border="0" /></a>Bunny, Gram, Butch, Judy, and Lisa<br /><br /><br />Grandkids (please note while you are looking at this photo that Gram has her hand on the shoulder of her favorite grandkid ;P )<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYJM4mqZI/AAAAAAAABIQ/bKnLcnJ_PeY/s1600-h/grands.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYJM4mqZI/AAAAAAAABIQ/bKnLcnJ_PeY/s320/grands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423486397617449362" border="0" /></a>Jenny, Jessica, Seth, Lance, Gram, Wendy, Sasha, and Colin<br /><br />Great Grandkids<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYI8I5mKI/AAAAAAAABII/R0AK_nCf0wc/s1600-h/greats.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYI8I5mKI/AAAAAAAABII/R0AK_nCf0wc/s320/greats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423486393122396322" border="0" /></a>Augie, Wyatt, Rachel, Gram, Sagen, Lorelei, and Ben<br /><br />The WHOLE gang!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYIlwo6fI/AAAAAAAABIA/5hmKQ4B2iBk/s1600-h/wholegang.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/S0QYIlwo6fI/AAAAAAAABIA/5hmKQ4B2iBk/s320/wholegang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423486387115059698" border="0" /></a>not listing all the names!<br /><br />We missed Em and her family (who were at home in Mass) and my dad (who was home play Noah to and ark full of dogs), but it was so nice to have ALMOST everyone there!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-6221524817600783782009-11-17T15:53:00.000-08:002009-11-18T20:15:46.417-08:00Hair Cut!I finally decided to get Sagen's hair cut. I was getting tired of it getting all knotted and getting stuck in his collar. It also would get very fluffy when I brushed it. So I bit the bullet and had my mom cut it. Here is the before and after.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Before</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFS5-XqnI/AAAAAAAABH4/jwZRHNZY2Ks/s1600/P1013445.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFS5-XqnI/AAAAAAAABH4/jwZRHNZY2Ks/s320/P1013445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405662381342173810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFSQF2_RI/AAAAAAAABHw/JGMMVWHCXxY/s1600/P1013446.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFSQF2_RI/AAAAAAAABHw/JGMMVWHCXxY/s320/P1013446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405662370099297554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">After</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFSI7asWI/AAAAAAAABHo/xf8OP-SsTeQ/s1600/P1013449.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFSI7asWI/AAAAAAAABHo/xf8OP-SsTeQ/s320/P1013449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405662368176451938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFRoaKaMI/AAAAAAAABHg/GObrraMNwSI/s1600/P1013451.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFRoaKaMI/AAAAAAAABHg/GObrraMNwSI/s320/P1013451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405662359447038146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFRCZ5-KI/AAAAAAAABHY/wVMklI6-_e4/s1600/P1013453.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwTFRCZ5-KI/AAAAAAAABHY/wVMklI6-_e4/s320/P1013453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405662349245413538" border="0" /></a>I am very happy with it. He looks like such a big boy!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-87491584879720755312009-11-15T13:55:00.000-08:002009-11-15T14:17:21.089-08:00Cause we NEED a little Christmas!!!We are VERY excited about Christmas this year. We are doing a lot of special things so we cannot wait. We are going on the <a href="http://http//www.thetrain.com/polar-express-5679.html">Polar Express</a> then we are heading to Iowa to see EVERYONE!! We have not been with that side of the family for Christmas for 7 years. In that time 5 babies have been born. Four of those "babies" who range from 1-5 years old (we will miss Kadin) along with Rachel (who WAS around the last time we were all together) will be there and that will make Christmas extra special this year. I am picturing it being just like when we were all little. It was LOUD, CHAOTIC and WONDERFUL!!! I cannot wait!<br />All these things to look forward to have gotten us into the Christmas spirit a little early. We started listening to Christmas music and watching Christmas movies right after Halloween. This weekend we put up our tree. Sagen was really amazed by the tree. He knows what a Christmas tree is, but I don't think he remembers us having one. He kept saying "Wow! What's it's name?" We have named it Sagen.<br />Here are some pictures of the decorating. More pics of the finished product with us in front of it will follow.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8Sc2v54I/AAAAAAAABHI/Fl8e7DvJAt4/s1600-h/P1013427.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8Sc2v54I/AAAAAAAABHI/Fl8e7DvJAt4/s320/P1013427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456209269909378" border="0" /></a>Sagen using the ladder to hang an ornament. The Ladder was a bigger hit with both of them then the tree!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8R6vmQCI/AAAAAAAABHA/UCAUBFafXng/s1600-h/P1013429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8R6vmQCI/AAAAAAAABHA/UCAUBFafXng/s320/P1013429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456200113111074" border="0" /></a>Lorelei showing off the ballerina ornament that Ms. Toni gave her. She can even tell you that the ballerina is doing a Passe.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8RUr6ojI/AAAAAAAABG4/-isdjj5gjpM/s1600-h/P1013430.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8RUr6ojI/AAAAAAAABG4/-isdjj5gjpM/s320/P1013430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456189897122354" border="0" /></a>Hanging the ballerina on the tree.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8RN8oDkI/AAAAAAAABGw/4cxByXHPCYQ/s1600-h/P1013436.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8RN8oDkI/AAAAAAAABGw/4cxByXHPCYQ/s320/P1013436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456188088159810" border="0" /></a>More decorating!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8Qi0z98I/AAAAAAAABGo/HGr1bbBAh40/s1600-h/P1013439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SwB8Qi0z98I/AAAAAAAABGo/HGr1bbBAh40/s320/P1013439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404456176512661442" border="0" /></a>Lorelei was REALLY into this year. Sagen liked the tree, but would rather climb the ladder then hang ornaments.<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-44465607253585009062009-11-01T07:34:00.000-08:002009-11-15T15:00:21.075-08:00HALLOWEEN!!!!!We had a great Halloween. Both kids really "got it" this year and have been excited ALL MONTH. We spent the afternoon carving our pumpkins and then our friends came over to go trick or treating. We went all over the neighborhood and the kids got a lot of candy. They were really talkative with the people giving out the candy and answered questions about their costumes. Sagen told everybody that he was a dragon whether they ask or not! Most importantly they remembered to say THANK-YOU at every house. Sagen was funny cause he would say, "thank-you" then he would turn to me and say, "Mama, I said Thank-you to that guy!"<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su219ziYR3I/AAAAAAAABFo/panWHWYJlGU/s1600-h/P1013346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su219ziYR3I/AAAAAAAABFo/panWHWYJlGU/s320/P1013346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399171601698146162" border="0" /></a>Getting ready to carve the pumpkins.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21JQ510NI/AAAAAAAABFY/gpVMD9cDkrU/s1600-h/P1013350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21JQ510NI/AAAAAAAABFY/gpVMD9cDkrU/s320/P1013350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399170699048112338" border="0" /></a>Getting the "pulp" (a term Lorelei learned at school) out.<br />At this point Sagen was not interested.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21JEjxYoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/GMO8Q94hZCU/s1600-h/P1013356.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21JEjxYoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/GMO8Q94hZCU/s320/P1013356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399170695734321794" border="0" /></a>Sagen realized that we were making a mess and decided he wanted to help.<br />He kept getting seeds stuck to his foot so he was mad.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21Iq_0sYI/AAAAAAAABFI/05tIDmdLFtE/s1600-h/P1013360.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21Iq_0sYI/AAAAAAAABFI/05tIDmdLFtE/s320/P1013360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399170688872657282" border="0" /></a>Very Proud of their pumpkins.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2473FNAYI/AAAAAAAABF4/v9vE376YCvQ/s1600-h/P1013369.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2473FNAYI/AAAAAAAABF4/v9vE376YCvQ/s320/P1013369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174866824659330" border="0" /></a>Our children are GOOFBALLS. I THINK they<br />get that from their dad!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21IdIPF8I/AAAAAAAABFA/XELzUsTEWjg/s1600-h/P1013362.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su21IdIPF8I/AAAAAAAABFA/XELzUsTEWjg/s320/P1013362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399170685149845442" border="0" /></a>Cheese!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z9rZlFVI/AAAAAAAABE4/sMvsfAWKJiU/s1600-h/P1013367.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z9rZlFVI/AAAAAAAABE4/sMvsfAWKJiU/s320/P1013367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169400490497362" border="0" /></a>Eating "sour kids" with the pumpkins.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z83Bu4CI/AAAAAAAABEo/mapEyk116iw/s1600-h/P1013371.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z83Bu4CI/AAAAAAAABEo/mapEyk116iw/s320/P1013371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169386431832098" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su247UdNxnI/AAAAAAAABFw/N9o4uZXPtH8/s1600-h/P1013372.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su247UdNxnI/AAAAAAAABFw/N9o4uZXPtH8/s320/P1013372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174857530132082" border="0" /></a>Pumpkins on display! Lorelei drew the eyes on all of<br />these pumpkins.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z8HyoAAI/AAAAAAAABEY/MDtj5LqCjjI/s1600-h/P1013375.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2z8HyoAAI/AAAAAAAABEY/MDtj5LqCjjI/s320/P1013375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169373752000514" border="0" /></a>Side view of our Dragon!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yB3P-QaI/AAAAAAAABEQ/AKTGSDt5gAM/s1600-h/P1013376.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yB3P-QaI/AAAAAAAABEQ/AKTGSDt5gAM/s320/P1013376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399167273367650722" border="0" /></a>Cutest dragon EVER!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yBKHcbpI/AAAAAAAABEI/JK4NsFTEU5w/s1600-h/P1013378.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yBKHcbpI/AAAAAAAABEI/JK4NsFTEU5w/s320/P1013378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399167261252284050" border="0" /></a>Our princess riding her unicorn.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yA2ZJynI/AAAAAAAABEA/ucvz5qofyHM/s1600-h/P1013379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yA2ZJynI/AAAAAAAABEA/ucvz5qofyHM/s320/P1013379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399167255957850738" border="0" /></a>Have you ever seen a cuter princess?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yAXeZc1I/AAAAAAAABD4/E22OM-U-dBI/s1600-h/P1013382.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yAXeZc1I/AAAAAAAABD4/E22OM-U-dBI/s320/P1013382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399167247658349394" border="0" /></a>Connor as a lion.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yAB0ActI/AAAAAAAABDw/8p2MM1Jh4eM/s1600-h/P1013386.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/Su2yAB0ActI/AAAAAAAABDw/8p2MM1Jh4eM/s320/P1013386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399167241843405522" border="0" /></a>Lets go trick or treating!!!!<br /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-4002896133615907522009-10-25T19:23:00.000-07:002009-10-25T20:45:19.965-07:00"Where are we going?" PUMPKIN PATCH!!!We took a trip to the pumpkin patch today. It was a lot of fun! Sagen and Lorelei both had a blast and the weather was pretty nice. I could have dealt with about 5 degrees cooler, but LAST weekend people visited the same pumpkin patch and 105 degrees so I will take 80something ANY DAY!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKfB85ElI/AAAAAAAABBg/BoIyTC5VDDQ/s1600-h/P1013205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKfB85ElI/AAAAAAAABBg/BoIyTC5VDDQ/s320/P1013205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396731256689463890" border="0" /></a>Playing on the hay bales.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKe4Li_EI/AAAAAAAABBY/4ade-0Yck6o/s1600-h/P1013227.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKe4Li_EI/AAAAAAAABBY/4ade-0Yck6o/s320/P1013227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396731254066576450" border="0" /></a>Gabby and Lorelei. They have been friends since Lorelei was 22 months old and Gabby was just over 2.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKem0-UWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aWXtcSsCPSg/s1600-h/P1013248.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUKem0-UWI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aWXtcSsCPSg/s320/P1013248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396731249408495970" border="0" /></a>Sagen contemplating which pumpkin to pick.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJle3T3KI/AAAAAAAABBA/unLtJnc6WQw/s1600-h/P1013259.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJle3T3KI/AAAAAAAABBA/unLtJnc6WQw/s320/P1013259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730268018269346" border="0" /></a>Lorelei choosing her pumpkin!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJlLjMqhI/AAAAAAAABA4/4s6-sKmeqhA/s1600-h/P1013286.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJlLjMqhI/AAAAAAAABA4/4s6-sKmeqhA/s320/P1013286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730262833637906" border="0" /></a>I don't think she would scare many crows with her cute face!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJkmCcu-I/AAAAAAAABAw/BaVvJKEGaMI/s1600-h/P1013293.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJkmCcu-I/AAAAAAAABAw/BaVvJKEGaMI/s320/P1013293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730252764167138" border="0" /></a>I don't think he would either!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJkfmYZxI/AAAAAAAABAo/Z0BNDXXwAXQ/s1600-h/P1013305.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUJkfmYZxI/AAAAAAAABAo/Z0BNDXXwAXQ/s320/P1013305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396730251035830034" border="0" /></a>All the kids (minus the newborn) posing as animals!<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-53856164536765187782009-10-25T19:17:00.000-07:002009-10-25T19:23:49.412-07:00Maybe we should have named him Chip!Somehow, someway, someday Sagen CHIPPED HIS TOOTH! I am SICK about it. He has a dentist appointment on the 1st on November and they will tell us what we need to do. I am sort of hoping we can do nothing since it is a baby tooth, but I am also sort of hoping the fix it. Ugh!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUHaOln6AI/AAAAAAAABAg/-jstxHghrDs/s1600-h/P1013319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SuUHaOln6AI/AAAAAAAABAg/-jstxHghrDs/s400/P1013319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396727875647301634" border="0" /></a>It is not QUITE as bad as it looks in the picture. It is his left top tooth. It kinda looks like it is both front teeth in this picture, but his front teeth are shaped kind of funny so that is why it looks like that. As you can tell he was NOT happy that I took a picture of it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-84939298589474781452009-10-18T09:11:00.000-07:002009-10-18T11:00:27.251-07:00A few months in pictures!I have gotten REALLY behind in posting. School started and I just got to busy. I will make up for it today. I will give you a rundown on what we have been doing. The most exciting picture for me is at the bottom.<br /><br />Lorelei had her first day of 4 y/o preschool. Her mommy had her first panic attack about Kindergarten next year! I can't believe she has gotten so big.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKyT1HL4I/AAAAAAAABAY/zNW2RkBBOo8/s1600-h/100_1570.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKyT1HL4I/AAAAAAAABAY/zNW2RkBBOo8/s320/100_1570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393987206883258242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We went on a trip to the zoo with Lorelei's friend Jenica. Jenica's mom use to work with Brian and I and Lorelei and Jenica were in preschool together since they were 2. Jenica's mommy had another baby and was able to stay home with girls (LUCKY DUCK). Lorelei and Jenica miss each other a ton so it is nice to get them together every once and a while.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKxx2ik1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/PXK724ykAPI/s1600-h/100_1593.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKxx2ik1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/PXK724ykAPI/s320/100_1593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393987197762442066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKxVxfOYI/AAAAAAAABAI/IiA2zWWQ2qg/s1600-h/100_1595.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKxVxfOYI/AAAAAAAABAI/IiA2zWWQ2qg/s320/100_1595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393987190225058178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKw_wxQFI/AAAAAAAABAA/Or765DTLpGc/s1600-h/100_1614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttKw_wxQFI/AAAAAAAABAA/Or765DTLpGc/s320/100_1614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393987184316465234" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Fall came (though you wouldn't have known it for a while since it was still HOT) and we took a trip to the apple orchard. The kids had a great time picking apples, eating apple pie, and playing with their friends.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF_c43xFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dQjLUdqH_6w/s1600-h/100_1644.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF_c43xFI/AAAAAAAAA_w/dQjLUdqH_6w/s320/100_1644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981935095104594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF-_Lzb1I/AAAAAAAAA_o/uLCEiVx4KNI/s1600-h/100_1645.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF-_Lzb1I/AAAAAAAAA_o/uLCEiVx4KNI/s320/100_1645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981927121448786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />On Labor day we joined our friends Angelina and Daniel (and their mom Lori) at the Children's Museum. They were having a Go Green day so there were a lot of fun activities and music. The kids had a blast and Sagen no request to see "Dan-el and Lina" every time we go to the Children's Museum.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF-QNWSHI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XPkdIfgT1Fw/s1600-h/100_1650.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF-QNWSHI/AAAAAAAAA_g/XPkdIfgT1Fw/s320/100_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981914511460466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF9-TADXI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/moMHack6YI0/s1600-h/100_1652.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttF9-TADXI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/moMHack6YI0/s320/100_1652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393981909703331186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Our friends Heather and Elvis had a baby boy at the end of September. Heather had come to out house to pick up a shower gift and SHE WAS IN LABOR. It worked out well because their first baby boy, Connor, was suppose to stay with us while she had the new baby. So Heather said goodbye and Conner and she and I jumped in the van to get her to the hospital. Connor stayed with us and we were parents of three for the weekend. It was a lot of work :P . While Connor was here we went on the "Tucson Light the Night" walk with our friend Toni. It was a Lymphoma walk. We were part of "Toni's Team Hope". It was a very neat walk. We used lighted balloons to light the night.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFBHRHjZI/AAAAAAAAA_A/uwMUjVqcKL4/s1600-h/P1013117.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFBHRHjZI/AAAAAAAAA_A/uwMUjVqcKL4/s320/P1013117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980864139333010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The next weekend we finally got to meet the new baby, Tanner. Sagen and Lorelei are IN LOVE with him. They kept arguing over who got to hold him. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFCID9tVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/212qDEZ3GeE/s1600-h/P1013142.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFCID9tVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/212qDEZ3GeE/s320/P1013142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980881532466514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFBo1w3hI/AAAAAAAAA_I/4CtsC8eNOQw/s1600-h/P1013138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFBo1w3hI/AAAAAAAAA_I/4CtsC8eNOQw/s320/P1013138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980873151405586" border="0" /></a><br />HERE IS THE MOST EXCITING NEWS OF ALL....................<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFAq38jdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/8lRHr3y4Mg8/s1600-h/P1013097.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFAq38jdI/AAAAAAAAA-4/8lRHr3y4Mg8/s320/P1013097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980856517561810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFAaZyqTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/3rSX5wHbQNw/s1600-h/P1013093.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SttFAaZyqTI/AAAAAAAAA-w/3rSX5wHbQNw/s320/P1013093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393980852096117042" border="0" /></a>Sagen is about 90% potty trained!!!! He is in undies during all waking hours. We are still taking him potty rather then him telling us, but he stays dry MOST of the time. He still hasn't mastered pooping on the potty, but we are working on that. He USUALLY poopies before we get his diaper off in the morning.<br /><br />Hoped you like our little update. Hopefully I will be better about posting in the future.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4172115477224598383.post-39083898750237033332009-07-31T20:23:00.000-07:002009-07-31T20:40:33.916-07:00Ears Pierced!Today Lorelei had to go have a test to see if she still had urinary reflux (she doesn't). It is a test that involves inserting a catheter and filling up her bladder. Needless to say, it is NOT a fun test. We talked about it a lot and I had promised her if she did a good job (i.e. not jump off the table or kick the nurse in the face) she could get her ears pierced. She did a VERY good job so after the test off we went. She was also a very big girl when she got her ears pierced. She cried a little, but overall was very, very brave.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3JfwNwOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/GFC3AGPeUeo/s1600-h/100_1522.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3JfwNwOI/AAAAAAAAA-I/GFC3AGPeUeo/s320/100_1522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364832954898825442" border="0" /></a> Choosing her earrings.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3JiQHZnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UuiUkoxxMMA/s1600-h/100_1523.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3JiQHZnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UuiUkoxxMMA/s320/100_1523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364832955569497714" border="0" /></a> Waiting (and YES that is a blackeye that she has.<br /> she opened her dresser drawer into her eye!)<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3J4YW0xI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/_IAo8uhoyQ0/s1600-h/100_1534.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3J4YW0xI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/_IAo8uhoyQ0/s320/100_1534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364832961509643026" border="0" /></a> Right after with her lollipop!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3Y-aHVII/AAAAAAAAA-g/fOSlSIhHQ1Q/s1600-h/100_1543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3Y-aHVII/AAAAAAAAA-g/fOSlSIhHQ1Q/s320/100_1543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364833220825666690" border="0" /></a> Another after shot. It is really hard to get a good picture!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3I_Xd46I/AAAAAAAAA-A/N9JWVJXHqpU/s1600-h/100_1525.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3I_Xd46I/AAAAAAAAA-A/N9JWVJXHqpU/s320/100_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364832946205090722" border="0" /></a> Sagen found ways to pass the time while she was getting her ear pierced!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3IdrX3bI/AAAAAAAAA94/fwnY4eSqq1I/s1600-h/100_1524.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rvWbpPabMi8/SnO3IdrX3bI/AAAAAAAAA94/fwnY4eSqq1I/s320/100_1524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364832937161776562" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1