tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10904290233187411132024-02-21T20:02:04.542-07:00...details...allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.comBlogger178125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-84297893832975563202012-12-05T22:01:00.000-07:002012-12-05T22:01:09.790-07:00back in timeTonight I was driving home and listening to Christmas music on the radio. Suddenly, O Come All Ye Faithful by Frank Sinatra came on, and instead of being in my car, I was instantly at my grandparents house in Bountiful just exactly as it was years ago. I could see my grandpa, in detail down to his perfectly combed white hair and his outfit. I could see my grandma, before she had Alzheimers, happy and warm and wonderful. I could see their tree in front of the window with its vintage ornaments, the colored globe on the mantle above the fire crackling in the fireplace. We were all there, my mom, my sisters and me. And Grandma and Grandpa. Snow was falling outside, piling up the way it always did at their house on the hill. But it didn't matter if a blizzard came, we were happy and cozy and safe.<br />
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I love how music can instantly take you back to such specific memories and moments in time. And I loved that it happened so unexpectedly tonight. My grandpa loved the crooners, and he loved to sing along and be dramatic and goofy. He always made things fun. And my grandma always made sure everyone was comfortable. She was the definition of warm and loving. I have been thinking about them a lot lately, missing them. They were both such wonderful people, and such amazing grandparents. They loved us SO much, and we always, always knew it, because we felt it in absolutely everything they did. I miss having them to talk to, giving them hugs, and just being around them. I was so fortunate to get to spend a great deal of time with them growing up, and while I always loved it, I don't think I fully realized what a blessing it was. There was so much to learn from both of them, their lives were examples in so many ways.<br />
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My kids are also blessed with wonderful grandparents--on both sides. I only really got to know one set of grandparents, so I feel like my kids are so blessed to have five grandparents. I hope they appreciate it. Right now, they both absolutely love and adore all five of them, but I hope as they grow, that love and respect will only grow as well. It's such a blessing to be able to grow up and know your grandparents and get to feel the love they have for you.<br />
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I'll always be grateful for mine, and I hope they know that. They have both done so much for me and I love them dearly. I hope I can always have moments where I can remember them as vividly as I did tonight, because it took me back to a wonderful place, a place I miss because they were there, they made it the warm, cozy, and safe place that it was, and I will always be grateful for that.allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-26144256881530127182012-12-03T23:55:00.002-07:002012-12-04T00:21:39.593-07:00little house remodelLast year Emi pretty much thought she was best friends with Dora. Like, really. So she ended up with "A Very Dora Christmas" as I think my Dad called it. Pretty much everything she got was somehow related to Dora. And she LOVED it. By her birthday she was already on to Rapunzel, and that lasted another 6 months or so...<br />
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But anyway, the main Dora gift that she received last year was a Dora dollhouse that Adam and I happened upon at Savers. It was in pretty good shape, and it was $5. We were so excited and I took the dollhouse over to my mom's and we washed it down and cleaned it up and I was so excited about giving Emi this present. I could hardly wait for Christmas.<br />
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Did I mention the dollhouse was empty when I bought it? Well that wasn't that big of a deal until I tried to purchase the furniture that was supposed to go in it. It turned out the dollhouse and all the furniture were discontinued. I had to turn to ebay, spend a small fortune, and deal with some creepy annoying sellers to finally furnish the house. But on Christmas Eve, I got everything out, set up the house, and went to bed as giddy as if I were little and it was for me.<br />
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And she loved it. She wasn't that interested in any of her other presents, she just wanted to play with the Dora house. To say it was a hit would be a serious understatement.<br />
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But I hadn't realized that we were at the tail end of the Dora wave we had been riding and she got tired of it fast. She just didn't care that much about Dora just a couple of months after Christmas. I got tired of the mess of it all in her room, so I packed it all up and put in on the top shelf of her closet for about 6 months. Sometimes she would ask me to get it down, but I'm sure she was mostly interested because it was up there and she couldn't get to it. I finally let her get it down about a month or two ago and it was like Christmas again that day, but she just hasn't really played with it that much since. Until she got out her new favorite thing, her Lalaloopsy dolls. They fit pretty well on the furniture, and it's actually a better size for them than for the Dora dolls that came with it. It's just that the Dora house is sort of, well...ugly, and the Lalaloopsy dolls are so cute. And it sort of bugged me.<br />
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So today Emi and I came up with the crazy idea to do a remodel on the
Dora house. We went through my scrapbook paper, made a stop at Bennion
Crafts for a few things, and came home to get started. I grossly
underestimated how long it would take, and got everything out on the
kitchen table right before dinner. Oops. Then Adam came home and saved
me from having to measure the pieces of paper that were going on the
walls. He's such a good sport. It because a family affair, and we worked
on it all night. It is mostly done (just needs a few finishing
touches), and I can't wait for Emi to see it. She went to bed before it
was done, but I think she is going to love it. It is much more up to
date, not so...South American and fits her Lalaloopsy dolls perfectly.
Which is good, since this year it will be "A Very Lalaloopsy Christmas."
You would think I would have learned...oh well. Here are some (not so
great) before and after pictures of our family project. <br />
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ugly bathroom, doorway before </div>
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ugly bedroom, upstairs before </div>
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another ugly bedroom upstairs, before </div>
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yay, cute wallpaper and dolls </div>
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bathroom wallpaper </div>
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she really wanted to paint the floor pink, so she did (I helped) and you can kind of see the cute wallpaper we did in this room </div>
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cute wallpaper in second room, upstairs </div>
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cute stripes in between rooms, just because </div>
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a very, very pink floor </div>
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Any ideas on how we can make that tile-looking roof NOT orange?! Maybe spray paint. It could use a few more things, but I think it turned out cute. And we had a lot of fun. At one point after Emi was in bed, I was crying because I was laughing so hard. I love it when Adam and I work on projects together. It's been a long time since we've done something like this. Now to finish that dining room table we've had for 4 years...allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-12304665672271162432010-10-03T22:18:00.006-06:002010-10-03T22:26:02.671-06:00catching up with an old friendWhen I was little, I had a friend whose name is also Allison. We used to play together a lot before I moved to Utah. We had some fun memories together, but we lost touch about 20 years ago. My mom and her mom were also friends, and they ended up getting in touch in July. It turned out Allison and her mom were going to be in Utah for a few hours so they stopped by my mom's house so we could all see each other. Allison has a little boy that I got to meet, and I introduced Emi to them as well. It was really fun to catch up after all these years.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Emi playing with her new friend Mason<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yXYxIXUI2YNEvSnM0F7Hj0rRhaO5h2Vs9MqBS-MF2ffkh9g_a_nMYWrCPUskCAeCAAFqyAGhfsgnHkrmR9ud0ySypR3Y2tcEFH3rzC9BydG9zaIeKs8J5Z4975Occ4N7RdeRQVUkXzCR/s1600/DSC_0636.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4yXYxIXUI2YNEvSnM0F7Hj0rRhaO5h2Vs9MqBS-MF2ffkh9g_a_nMYWrCPUskCAeCAAFqyAGhfsgnHkrmR9ud0ySypR3Y2tcEFH3rzC9BydG9zaIeKs8J5Z4975Occ4N7RdeRQVUkXzCR/s320/DSC_0636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524042127465456786" border="0" /></a><br />moms of the Allisons<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlW2JB9nII/AAAAAAAAB20/URAZBhmCk3w/s1600/DSC_0638.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlW2JB9nII/AAAAAAAAB20/URAZBhmCk3w/s320/DSC_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524041906083699842" border="0" /></a><br />Mason, Allison, me and Emi<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGY7aRcGvWObbmbWvCQ7YDlNCrbLwZ0K5PsMLzJdBWk4FpzvQ_t9z3IySPXNZuVlaJ-4jxkNoYr2CrZszusbMkNsO8tfADMTaNP7dy8vIl1Iq4gP3BnU-mHznlzfVfrg8J73SmXdb1x8k/s1600/DSC_0639.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUGY7aRcGvWObbmbWvCQ7YDlNCrbLwZ0K5PsMLzJdBWk4FpzvQ_t9z3IySPXNZuVlaJ-4jxkNoYr2CrZszusbMkNsO8tfADMTaNP7dy8vIl1Iq4gP3BnU-mHznlzfVfrg8J73SmXdb1x8k/s320/DSC_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524041668626184434" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-27360559174463624802010-10-03T21:21:00.013-06:002010-10-03T21:51:37.189-06:00st. georgeMy uncle Fred passed away in July. Emi and I were able to go to St. George to help prepare for the funeral and spend time with the family. Even though a sad event got us together, we were able to have a lot of fun together as well. We reminisced a lot and went through tons of old photos. Since our family is mostly women, we had lots of girl time. Emi got to play with a lot of kids too and she loved that. I forgot how H-O-T it gets in St. George in the summer. I think it has been more than a decade since I was there in the middle of the summer. It was unreal. We hit the pool a few times and got some giant Icees. We were sad to leave at the end of the week, but we were both excited to see Adam, who had to stay home for school and work.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">having a blast in the pool...her favorite thing<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlOd3Dk9lI/AAAAAAAAB2k/U3Sdqw3a5eo/s1600/DSC_0596.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlOd3Dk9lI/AAAAAAAAB2k/U3Sdqw3a5eo/s320/DSC_0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524032692848752210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlOO8PvZUI/AAAAAAAAB2c/6QzHr9T6QnE/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlOO8PvZUI/AAAAAAAAB2c/6QzHr9T6QnE/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524032436543907138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIEpupC2bIevhlzJl3gocz4hr6_vOHyjQHmKi1ENZCMkXbnDv7EOQIw6oB2i7PQmwLdC_U2DUO4OH_ArdYjlqWxYVfW_3qxR4y9f8HBE1uZkFZiw323OWN8Oo-FpQujpuvJABWy_vExXZ/s1600/DSC_0599.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIEpupC2bIevhlzJl3gocz4hr6_vOHyjQHmKi1ENZCMkXbnDv7EOQIw6oB2i7PQmwLdC_U2DUO4OH_ArdYjlqWxYVfW_3qxR4y9f8HBE1uZkFZiw323OWN8Oo-FpQujpuvJABWy_vExXZ/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524032221993050914" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">my mom and aunt Nancy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigQMOkXmXXNh8we3PbxEHv29fdw51P51WtJbTWxVBK3zAAEJTMQP6BEznxyVqWO9EaaXsnvt6u6D4S_WFIvl4TXhvtnTFPtUOyOdsyFMz1zPs8bAuHkwYQx9F52ctkKYPcLLD5_3Mr2zn/s1600/DSC_0608.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgigQMOkXmXXNh8we3PbxEHv29fdw51P51WtJbTWxVBK3zAAEJTMQP6BEznxyVqWO9EaaXsnvt6u6D4S_WFIvl4TXhvtnTFPtUOyOdsyFMz1zPs8bAuHkwYQx9F52ctkKYPcLLD5_3Mr2zn/s320/DSC_0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524031944204889794" border="0" /></a><br />kissing Maddie<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQOatga-RJSkHsvBCDRY5fQfqzUr1ej_PqmUpPsL2_Pw4dIzPpxVPaCXa6mZj2m6SQ4YujisBzH0xO65zbRTDWfm0v7u8GGr3KOQATbPvOb49-OMf2aZeKR461KUoyufWAcrDoS3B7nbDE/s1600/DSC_0611.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQOatga-RJSkHsvBCDRY5fQfqzUr1ej_PqmUpPsL2_Pw4dIzPpxVPaCXa6mZj2m6SQ4YujisBzH0xO65zbRTDWfm0v7u8GGr3KOQATbPvOb49-OMf2aZeKR461KUoyufWAcrDoS3B7nbDE/s320/DSC_0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524031696847218514" border="0" /></a><br />grooving to Sonja's music<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlNUQ8bS2I/AAAAAAAAB18/6AfqMCJD-wo/s1600/DSC_0613.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlNUQ8bS2I/AAAAAAAAB18/6AfqMCJD-wo/s320/DSC_0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524031428487760738" border="0" /></a><br />dancing with the bigger girls<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPMNoByNSooR27GhrZNUoFNFqXrP8GZZhTyBiBCDWk3JT2RjLUKnYu4FM4wdAgVA_JC9zukozvPmFehvz7bLVAmVqQe33RjgoGLK9zcJKSWoXYAOaO5uJqPZcOHbIwZH4IQngmiokYffD2/s1600/DSC_0617.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPMNoByNSooR27GhrZNUoFNFqXrP8GZZhTyBiBCDWk3JT2RjLUKnYu4FM4wdAgVA_JC9zukozvPmFehvz7bLVAmVqQe33RjgoGLK9zcJKSWoXYAOaO5uJqPZcOHbIwZH4IQngmiokYffD2/s320/DSC_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524030931871992626" border="0" /></a><br />having fun with her new friend Shelley<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlMj4g4jQI/AAAAAAAAB1s/bMiN15op_G8/s1600/DSC_0620.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlMj4g4jQI/AAAAAAAAB1s/bMiN15op_G8/s320/DSC_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524030597296065794" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and me with my cousin Kristi<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlL7K8GdkI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vdImE4HRjv0/s1600/DSC_0623.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlL7K8GdkI/AAAAAAAAB1k/vdImE4HRjv0/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029897867425346" border="0" /></a><br />my mom and her sisters- Janine, Nancy and Karen<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlLmiDas1I/AAAAAAAAB1c/JnA-LAXDnFw/s1600/DSC_0626.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlLmiDas1I/AAAAAAAAB1c/JnA-LAXDnFw/s320/DSC_0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029543294874450" border="0" /></a><br />me and Emi with my cousin Lumina<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX74Dv_mwzFBLam0aI_hwrEt4JkAVavIcASC1iAKe0MJ4VucErKK6yaT3Jv1xNOhFEd2RQOupj3Ef1U7ffN17ZtH8eX6LoJnS4p0C2BbRLhaf7y3k_aIjLzQsB4AjTHamlveLO8E-cjNC/s1600/DSC_0632.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxX74Dv_mwzFBLam0aI_hwrEt4JkAVavIcASC1iAKe0MJ4VucErKK6yaT3Jv1xNOhFEd2RQOupj3Ef1U7ffN17ZtH8eX6LoJnS4p0C2BbRLhaf7y3k_aIjLzQsB4AjTHamlveLO8E-cjNC/s320/DSC_0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524029191997573250" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-86117253736794211822010-10-03T20:29:00.013-06:002010-10-03T21:20:42.685-06:00summer funWe had a crazy summer in our house. We tried to have a lot of fun but there was also a lot of school going on too. We were super busy but took lots of pictures of our adventures. We just didn't have any time to post them!<br /><br />We went to Wyoming at the beginning of the summer to see Adam's grandparents who were in town from Houston. Emi and Kylee always have such a fun time playing together. Kylee drove Emi around in her truck and they also had a ton of fun playing with the hose outside. Emi LOVES water and kept sticking her head under the water even though it was freezing cold water. We love our trips to Wyoming!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">going for a ride<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLY4K7sZxjGmkXKUxNe5xUh_bTHwYldXx5mh-5V7Xc2O5zU0lkpIlL5vk_zTUQmy7dEIuljMFTc7JaTMZZ2iSp_4XW9MQ6totffjGiGbqP6lb9WF2yFuQ6G_CqvzQiEpv5ZRorAfUooDiX/s1600/DSCN0396.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLY4K7sZxjGmkXKUxNe5xUh_bTHwYldXx5mh-5V7Xc2O5zU0lkpIlL5vk_zTUQmy7dEIuljMFTc7JaTMZZ2iSp_4XW9MQ6totffjGiGbqP6lb9WF2yFuQ6G_CqvzQiEpv5ZRorAfUooDiX/s320/DSCN0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524024424592764178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6j8Sxv5fHyytE99yzhHQY3AIfwtCmS6_KW3PNhIRLcLW8VWoonrtY6dYE3lOn57oMPE_I2_yULMz-UGXkClGL4QlAKDTzDfv8p4SnbBzZLU4pKVdG0QS3o6qqLXG7wTvkZ91a7iJT_oE/s1600/DSCN0401.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ6j8Sxv5fHyytE99yzhHQY3AIfwtCmS6_KW3PNhIRLcLW8VWoonrtY6dYE3lOn57oMPE_I2_yULMz-UGXkClGL4QlAKDTzDfv8p4SnbBzZLU4pKVdG0QS3o6qqLXG7wTvkZ91a7iJT_oE/s320/DSCN0401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524024176118894226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this is how it started...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMB1NXVqekbv2AdNDCfzOF8XvIOMTQ2ip5GVN7ezmt5OjbtaqNrh_lX9pf0c8XcxLCkmNQrlPwbCgQpyj08pBP5BW8nOtzn_GB5Pqi4-BONuk-XzGNu4EJNN-vSPzg8UTnLa6GMeMGd9Oe/s1600/DSCN0403.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMB1NXVqekbv2AdNDCfzOF8XvIOMTQ2ip5GVN7ezmt5OjbtaqNrh_lX9pf0c8XcxLCkmNQrlPwbCgQpyj08pBP5BW8nOtzn_GB5Pqi4-BONuk-XzGNu4EJNN-vSPzg8UTnLa6GMeMGd9Oe/s320/DSCN0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524023923713663330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSF30eeJ3C-BOzL2yGc4_duCu4TyeqwSpjLYjlZ9gTl0y3EaHVrfqcGGlxIDP5nv4TFrhQCSDGfcd75yHHUSlFzwrqtbLUcBZ5ikP5gLtpQfTBqQCeRg9SzmB1eviVbBuq3OoQQ5_HcBtw/s1600/DSCN0404.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSF30eeJ3C-BOzL2yGc4_duCu4TyeqwSpjLYjlZ9gTl0y3EaHVrfqcGGlxIDP5nv4TFrhQCSDGfcd75yHHUSlFzwrqtbLUcBZ5ikP5gLtpQfTBqQCeRg9SzmB1eviVbBuq3OoQQ5_HcBtw/s320/DSCN0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524023733715005666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlGAIGjiDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/HLthh8ZQp00/s1600/DSCN0409.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlGAIGjiDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/HLthh8ZQp00/s320/DSCN0409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524023385935546418" border="0" /></a><br />...drenched!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWbxmCy9NGRwQUeASU1yi-y55ai1Hn3f312df9rIRo8hkcO_Vx1pBuJ_hTflfdaZPmdPKXIaks7A250y4zsJmMC1h1RM1kzbDgBW5Yo4btPzbDuYJ5-vvoqgK4Z-UYvgnAMklzeQJyi1bw/s1600/DSCN0411.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlFPD1BrhI/AAAAAAAAB0M/rM1dlR5JkXk/s320/DSCN0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524022542974692882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlE-92c5JI/AAAAAAAAB0E/witHpTIMGRg/s1600/DSCN0425.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlE-92c5JI/AAAAAAAAB0E/witHpTIMGRg/s320/DSCN0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524022266492150930" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlE0nA6U_I/AAAAAAAABz8/VAVg5foTQK4/s1600/DSCN0428.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TKlE0nA6U_I/AAAAAAAABz8/VAVg5foTQK4/s320/DSCN0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524022088563315698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUkcOb-XkGmleYzcvg4JPTqVJEqzq-b4fnkDYrFAwfnGEAy345A6VFwWwP-6n6vRlGPXa-FYu4mHtOJV2sN7sg9JxNmdwF6wnvCHoD7kd9kHYqJ0mnlavjOT5ktZXEN06t6QkU7RhyphenhyphenQkh/s1600/DSCN0430.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLUkcOb-XkGmleYzcvg4JPTqVJEqzq-b4fnkDYrFAwfnGEAy345A6VFwWwP-6n6vRlGPXa-FYu4mHtOJV2sN7sg9JxNmdwF6wnvCHoD7kd9kHYqJ0mnlavjOT5ktZXEN06t6QkU7RhyphenhyphenQkh/s320/DSCN0430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524025428925448882" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-36887302486399940502010-09-19T19:40:00.002-06:002010-09-19T19:44:16.469-06:00shadesofjade designs giveaway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TJa74VXWhuI/AAAAAAAABzs/aWu97naRRSM/s1600/soj_logo_final.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TJa74VXWhuI/AAAAAAAABzs/aWu97naRRSM/s400/soj_logo_final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518804969871279842" border="0" /></a> Announcing a shadesofjade designs giveaway! Starting Monday September 20 and ending Wednesday September 22. Go to the shadesofjade designs facebook page tomorrow for details on how to enter and what the prize is! Good luck!!allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-4377244479388254102010-06-11T13:13:00.015-06:002010-06-11T13:38:31.512-06:00memorial dayWe went to Wyoming for Memorial Day, as has become tradition. It's always fun to have an extra day to stay and play. Kevin and Jackie came as well but for some reason I don't have any pictures with them! I took most of the pictures on Sunday night and Monday after they had already gone home. We had fun though and the girls had a blast playing together. Five little girls ages 4 and under...it was crazy!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Emi had a blast playing in the entertainment center<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_et3rsqokrtGdFodYrM2x6VBWBbLsKFDiLgf-Slfi_4QeoLjpeyZeGOTP_SJ9zsl_EiPLg4Hrg7jwOwNU5zBE3oAMmc9HRjzI3ggs5rUFznarloxI-k1VbFW2dybC-8iSIsKvFiwgnocZ/s1600/DSC_0364.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_et3rsqokrtGdFodYrM2x6VBWBbLsKFDiLgf-Slfi_4QeoLjpeyZeGOTP_SJ9zsl_EiPLg4Hrg7jwOwNU5zBE3oAMmc9HRjzI3ggs5rUFznarloxI-k1VbFW2dybC-8iSIsKvFiwgnocZ/s320/DSC_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481600353796273426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxucOdmqqH8_T_5W18MY5l7ppw1iGWcJS_JYz0bKYJUSkyMv9KpTxATjc_gj0fgfZwC0R-SnA0ST0law_gNpkWUlQRfsq4DJK-4FYpwCFdpv0LcCAv_8sEgsx6_duysN_LZWqf2LJBLyyP/s1600/DSC_0365.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxucOdmqqH8_T_5W18MY5l7ppw1iGWcJS_JYz0bKYJUSkyMv9KpTxATjc_gj0fgfZwC0R-SnA0ST0law_gNpkWUlQRfsq4DJK-4FYpwCFdpv0LcCAv_8sEgsx6_duysN_LZWqf2LJBLyyP/s320/DSC_0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481600126628023698" border="0" /></a><br />She also loved giving rides in the baby stroller to anyone who would take one<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKNyaOrtxI/AAAAAAAABys/yIYaTs6l7y4/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKNyaOrtxI/AAAAAAAABys/yIYaTs6l7y4/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481599593637197586" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z7YkC3VlttMq_9mf_OBQebZE-a4EAmiBFdGUn1asWpADIKdqe70I6OjlhWd1Gv88_vhCH8cd5scq8qAxzrFwBbQxIOT2EUo6Onoa79hmZoXZlQiqTo_xmXCF2V8_cP29nn1Gg-dihWL7/s1600/DSC_0369.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z7YkC3VlttMq_9mf_OBQebZE-a4EAmiBFdGUn1asWpADIKdqe70I6OjlhWd1Gv88_vhCH8cd5scq8qAxzrFwBbQxIOT2EUo6Onoa79hmZoXZlQiqTo_xmXCF2V8_cP29nn1Gg-dihWL7/s320/DSC_0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481599357142708818" border="0" /></a><br />I think these two will be best friends in another year or two (they love each other now but the age difference is still pretty pronounced)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhph4Ns6CMzue19sTYTZZX8T5pIBOZ2LgZjRn_tJrZ5QhSDBtV9SZrW_PzUmFGSZfOTVZhFQmVs0XYnw7UX-7oyDAJTT9Nd34m4nX0VlUHUi1GIuHZ6su8dA2-cD2TZ8FLS9IkWQECXSGkz/s1600/DSC_0370.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhph4Ns6CMzue19sTYTZZX8T5pIBOZ2LgZjRn_tJrZ5QhSDBtV9SZrW_PzUmFGSZfOTVZhFQmVs0XYnw7UX-7oyDAJTT9Nd34m4nX0VlUHUi1GIuHZ6su8dA2-cD2TZ8FLS9IkWQECXSGkz/s320/DSC_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481599123703116210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRkzCkkfF8osZhzz_ZB4ei2HPb10EkqQPo7SUToK7Z2VL2LdmCfElwMmPjMZ3S9wQ6SymnSoMkZmNwH8_T-BMqUM7aflPEno6ua1_NcDKsawIWK3-pN3lUDxpDNBnOb5yE54PhxIzVstv/s1600/DSC_0375.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMRkzCkkfF8osZhzz_ZB4ei2HPb10EkqQPo7SUToK7Z2VL2LdmCfElwMmPjMZ3S9wQ6SymnSoMkZmNwH8_T-BMqUM7aflPEno6ua1_NcDKsawIWK3-pN3lUDxpDNBnOb5yE54PhxIzVstv/s320/DSC_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481598736792887298" border="0" /></a><br />Kylee modeling the outfit I got her on my trip<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT3U9x6tRQSkWrl_qsD1vCF8Y_F1Z2lzKyljP5fO5ISfR1S-d1-KZHTcWxiMUDshBGuEhulMLqquh11edDMYAx603_K58g9kCn9KAd_4ugU9R81jqU9XIf03sYkfmxD6Mkp008HL2AUXKt/s1600/DSC_0378.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT3U9x6tRQSkWrl_qsD1vCF8Y_F1Z2lzKyljP5fO5ISfR1S-d1-KZHTcWxiMUDshBGuEhulMLqquh11edDMYAx603_K58g9kCn9KAd_4ugU9R81jqU9XIf03sYkfmxD6Mkp008HL2AUXKt/s320/DSC_0378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481598492763696050" border="0" /></a><br />Sunday night we went on the mountain and did fireworks. Look at the look on these two's faces...looking over their stash and deciding what to light first!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm69QFiiAO9Plf3Hw-G5dGRYJVVNcm7I0qlRB2asbuxAxOPTlU0Mt3-g-J8VowBpIFvTDpSU3ZvA7Rp3SzhaPeRb2uobsoHg-BnbcMRaIwxOrMJt8ak3GT-Vrok-o8g8q9xwW4pcY-MKUB/s1600/DSC_0381.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm69QFiiAO9Plf3Hw-G5dGRYJVVNcm7I0qlRB2asbuxAxOPTlU0Mt3-g-J8VowBpIFvTDpSU3ZvA7Rp3SzhaPeRb2uobsoHg-BnbcMRaIwxOrMJt8ak3GT-Vrok-o8g8q9xwW4pcY-MKUB/s320/DSC_0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481598307062344498" border="0" /></a><br />this one totally backfired and scared me to death!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsuS8kYCukV5Z3VEQVyO5hBQB3Uwy4oSx0-YFZBLomjlCXdBocy1X7BxdBPRZMZ5edqujWTcUFSIRxIMSkw0N-j28f5M7VpNAlYt33yV8a-Fs-CWzBL9ql9Uvi8zOFvxfQyvOKSZl4Evo/s1600/DSC_0388.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsuS8kYCukV5Z3VEQVyO5hBQB3Uwy4oSx0-YFZBLomjlCXdBocy1X7BxdBPRZMZ5edqujWTcUFSIRxIMSkw0N-j28f5M7VpNAlYt33yV8a-Fs-CWzBL9ql9Uvi8zOFvxfQyvOKSZl4Evo/s320/DSC_0388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481598142478694850" border="0" /></a><br />me and Adam<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcTpOsaHjAGnp2Dj0zH1ZuBaT1Aa5N82paXfo210Vq_qHGbARttSESrDZ5bAnkn45WemPjLidnxOWuNws2mNqzI1w-Sh3LULRzsvNPgjIGeNJJKrGC8deL41yx6EZNH3Zu_iyNz0YnwKx/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcTpOsaHjAGnp2Dj0zH1ZuBaT1Aa5N82paXfo210Vq_qHGbARttSESrDZ5bAnkn45WemPjLidnxOWuNws2mNqzI1w-Sh3LULRzsvNPgjIGeNJJKrGC8deL41yx6EZNH3Zu_iyNz0YnwKx/s320/DSC_0385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481597927925897602" border="0" /></a><br />Derek and Michelle<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqCyzmnfUnRnId05V5w0WLHjug1X0ELNNCrCDAExCosxq_voHdgq2JHNLhrVlV19y9YZhUXvhoy4xL9IfS9sagZxS8S7-Zpv3lcS4sxfSvHq5Hxf5iOB8svDeAHV_buRyEdutp7H22Box/s1600/DSC_0386.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqCyzmnfUnRnId05V5w0WLHjug1X0ELNNCrCDAExCosxq_voHdgq2JHNLhrVlV19y9YZhUXvhoy4xL9IfS9sagZxS8S7-Zpv3lcS4sxfSvHq5Hxf5iOB8svDeAHV_buRyEdutp7H22Box/s320/DSC_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481597760100495394" border="0" /></a><br />me and Mish watching the boys shoot fireworks at each other (seriously)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKL1GGDuhI/AAAAAAAABxk/h1KC8m3GWKw/s1600/DSC_0390.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKL1GGDuhI/AAAAAAAABxk/h1KC8m3GWKw/s320/DSC_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481597440748665362" border="0" /></a><br />Aunt Michelle and the girls enjoying the sun on Monday before we left to come home<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKLeaOQEzI/AAAAAAAABxc/d-k5k5TILAE/s1600/DSC_0391.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBKLeaOQEzI/AAAAAAAABxc/d-k5k5TILAE/s320/DSC_0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481597051014746930" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-63851691327563108592010-06-09T21:13:00.023-06:002010-06-09T22:50:20.974-06:00girls trip to virginiaAt the end of May, my mom, my sisters and I went on a girls trip for my mom's birthday to Virginia. My aunt and cousins live there so we thought it would be fun to go there, do some shopping and let the kids play together. It was a little bit of an ordeal getting there, but overall the girls did really well. Sophie had a harder time on the way there and then Emi struggled on the way home. They were both so good on the trip though and we had a blast. We mostly shopped and ate and it was so great!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcTspDegnzLgxJEzRXMSHKlbHKIowRRvGfjiZNMBRzj-2pNHwC1K9C_LQAZwq4EIq623nnwdf5VHFWQuoa4MPFYLiNfjJeMRM6n0rtc0t6UgbgA5iGFtyva4PFr03MHZTctbbFtFjIhXs/s1600/IMG_0088.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcTspDegnzLgxJEzRXMSHKlbHKIowRRvGfjiZNMBRzj-2pNHwC1K9C_LQAZwq4EIq623nnwdf5VHFWQuoa4MPFYLiNfjJeMRM6n0rtc0t6UgbgA5iGFtyva4PFr03MHZTctbbFtFjIhXs/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480999458176135026" border="0" /></a><br />Our first day there the kids swam in the back yard. They loved it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBr3rsJ9hI/AAAAAAAABxI/HM54m2yrzJQ/s1600/IMG_0009.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBr3rsJ9hI/AAAAAAAABxI/HM54m2yrzJQ/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480999350874797586" border="0" /></a><br />Sophie did not love it at first...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBrvhZiFQI/AAAAAAAABxA/Mj7x0GYblz0/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBrvhZiFQI/AAAAAAAABxA/Mj7x0GYblz0/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480999210673378562" border="0" /></a><br />...but she was happy out of the pool!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUKiijuyQ6nlf-xK_yH1FnPaEKrX11GBq-csEMddKD2xN6nZEtfwD-Z9xFX5a7asr2XM7hBtFbiEcC1VRUyZhzNr0opMlzxtMhWnARyFdA6pP9iFgvIS8-orCkDUA2Xwn44i4lJaZSJWj/s1600/IMG_0022.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSUKiijuyQ6nlf-xK_yH1FnPaEKrX11GBq-csEMddKD2xN6nZEtfwD-Z9xFX5a7asr2XM7hBtFbiEcC1VRUyZhzNr0opMlzxtMhWnARyFdA6pP9iFgvIS8-orCkDUA2Xwn44i4lJaZSJWj/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480999109791161890" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and Reese loved playing in this little pool together<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2swRYcWGvFDR4aT0qx7CrBcQdJFtGPpSMu0CRfgzE-XK8rhqWJJZE-IhyYWcSa4nz_2mDOHzTMso4OuPv59p5VwDoVolNs41YaD5m8sZp60G549_by0pCB0kwvAJSUFXLSvPVcgtMd6eD/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2swRYcWGvFDR4aT0qx7CrBcQdJFtGPpSMu0CRfgzE-XK8rhqWJJZE-IhyYWcSa4nz_2mDOHzTMso4OuPv59p5VwDoVolNs41YaD5m8sZp60G549_by0pCB0kwvAJSUFXLSvPVcgtMd6eD/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998993220572722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpRO13w_ikXihVvOAlMVzpMC9KlJiSrFNkOvB-XtA5k9IMtGuJVEHMg6IurYTG7ECUzEW8EOnlDMq6HkMHTBJawUBzbq1WeQy78LIw0E8Y2oPzNAZkPROdvpcqbGPbzpMFyrIegu3QERb/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpRO13w_ikXihVvOAlMVzpMC9KlJiSrFNkOvB-XtA5k9IMtGuJVEHMg6IurYTG7ECUzEW8EOnlDMq6HkMHTBJawUBzbq1WeQy78LIw0E8Y2oPzNAZkPROdvpcqbGPbzpMFyrIegu3QERb/s320/IMG_0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998640129942434" border="0" /></a><br />popsicles after swimming--it was so humid there<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBrErsbj-I/AAAAAAAABwg/cwf-WAlfZB4/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBrErsbj-I/AAAAAAAABwg/cwf-WAlfZB4/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998474702622690" border="0" /></a><br />A couple days later we went to this outdoor mall that had a fountain. Emi loved running around but was pretty scared of the water spraying.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBq6n5lD2I/AAAAAAAABwY/A_D2rZhyUXE/s1600/DSC_0306.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBq6n5lD2I/AAAAAAAABwY/A_D2rZhyUXE/s320/DSC_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480998301885337442" border="0" /></a><br />Jackson and Kate tried to convince her to go in...it didn't work very well<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw_vAp_9AAJ1Cb8VPUHWbL9K2NkvT46VyBIJ2jR_56ZXpF36k_-LCicK_vK0QFM-H-MVNfegKgkISHTFnLzptFyFIE1VQJvQeVpvEV8H5l3eVuXcyaeXEi6MWnj9T4dyVkY6RKpBaK2ICH/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw_vAp_9AAJ1Cb8VPUHWbL9K2NkvT46VyBIJ2jR_56ZXpF36k_-LCicK_vK0QFM-H-MVNfegKgkISHTFnLzptFyFIE1VQJvQeVpvEV8H5l3eVuXcyaeXEi6MWnj9T4dyVkY6RKpBaK2ICH/s320/DSC_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480997760608444802" border="0" /></a><br />And then I made her mad by putting her hat on!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYVWvsxokvj4MQ30Z_3lesMnoU_Y_vtPCGCvolvQBdB64-AQ1xzZfKSVNzWfCybT8SDeFZz1eTppNyOBy_8n9hbo3rkVA-Xlp4dHo0FDcucjDNX2K4_auW2b59EgBAVlng0ncgORBao8Ul/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYVWvsxokvj4MQ30Z_3lesMnoU_Y_vtPCGCvolvQBdB64-AQ1xzZfKSVNzWfCybT8SDeFZz1eTppNyOBy_8n9hbo3rkVA-Xlp4dHo0FDcucjDNX2K4_auW2b59EgBAVlng0ncgORBao8Ul/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480997387286620242" border="0" /></a><br />Cute little Reese enjoying the sun<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBpsLlhrUI/AAAAAAAABwA/gaQxJWUF8m0/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBpsLlhrUI/AAAAAAAABwA/gaQxJWUF8m0/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480996954255240514" border="0" /></a><br />cupcake...one of Emi's new words<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBo2ZJlzuI/AAAAAAAABv4/cQFkB2cOHOI/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBo2ZJlzuI/AAAAAAAABv4/cQFkB2cOHOI/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480996030183231202" border="0" /></a><br />Me and Beth...cousins and college roommates<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBn7zxbOqI/AAAAAAAABvw/L4ncck5nQ9I/s1600/DSC_0328.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBn7zxbOqI/AAAAAAAABvw/L4ncck5nQ9I/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480995023717350050" border="0" /></a><br />Our girls are 10 days apart<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBkS-opaSI/AAAAAAAABvo/J2JXoBIBBhE/s1600/DSC_0331.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBkS-opaSI/AAAAAAAABvo/J2JXoBIBBhE/s320/DSC_0331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480991023723800866" border="0" /></a><br />One night Ashley, Alicia and I went to Old Town Alexandria for dinner and what else? Shopping!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51wJlYMVKet7WduY15Qqx2j1_bcqHFmKyiQdo-B5Ba6TzDR0cE0ykvIubPgdH8Ax2FYxfdeCqT_L3sQhavTYvtQ-kkjPPWWi6nCLSlaWRlUmkrODKzDMHvjjy-Tymr6gUyo8R91JgQP7y/s1600/IMG_0048.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51wJlYMVKet7WduY15Qqx2j1_bcqHFmKyiQdo-B5Ba6TzDR0cE0ykvIubPgdH8Ax2FYxfdeCqT_L3sQhavTYvtQ-kkjPPWWi6nCLSlaWRlUmkrODKzDMHvjjy-Tymr6gUyo8R91JgQP7y/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480990105056176882" border="0" /></a><br />One day we went to Eastern Market (flea market) and then took a scenic drive through DC on the way back. This is the National Cathedral. Beautiful.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBjSKr_III/AAAAAAAABvY/7Bt7NQYSs8k/s1600/IMG_0062.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBjSKr_III/AAAAAAAABvY/7Bt7NQYSs8k/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480989910267535490" border="0" /></a><br />We passed like all of the different embassies. It was neat to see all the building styles for all the different countries. I also loved a lot of the cool homes there in the city.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZX6HEOELUowKTVLzKIm5zK_3C4YTcRek0n1VUnPij-igDd2ZuPt80oGRnRJ5jA4ZRJGOz1kHshJgwvlvUbYlfyGei4okWq0PRBW__B98hJ9nw5lsB-sHnPYChhy6o8ohMpKtxGYqC3FPe/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZX6HEOELUowKTVLzKIm5zK_3C4YTcRek0n1VUnPij-igDd2ZuPt80oGRnRJ5jA4ZRJGOz1kHshJgwvlvUbYlfyGei4okWq0PRBW__B98hJ9nw5lsB-sHnPYChhy6o8ohMpKtxGYqC3FPe/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480988155935002706" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DSMXFBDoHSaQkxk8gcqQpD7dikcvZj8rdHMHM1ORccCsRrHLTI352co97rmcwes-thFUAtLNbEby3thEijhdXVxvZDD5cJ_Kw-A_-OWR32P0US7iP_gFi-Gf7wkXis_GOJ3Yf_RUjYWc/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DSMXFBDoHSaQkxk8gcqQpD7dikcvZj8rdHMHM1ORccCsRrHLTI352co97rmcwes-thFUAtLNbEby3thEijhdXVxvZDD5cJ_Kw-A_-OWR32P0US7iP_gFi-Gf7wkXis_GOJ3Yf_RUjYWc/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480986488948978722" border="0" /></a><br />This is Maryland on our last day on the way to the airport.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBf4jhECkI/AAAAAAAABvA/oCY1KQvGTCs/s1600/IMG_0049.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TBBf4jhECkI/AAAAAAAABvA/oCY1KQvGTCs/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480986171721124418" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-43351665149748639872010-06-03T21:49:00.010-06:002010-06-03T23:07:00.376-06:0010 things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpukGy1tucTQpBTf7AvFmhx8XALNXygGabNXvxwkmFJWbLtwp0fYQeJiEBuS3Ehi9G0fv-onqqlLB_YFYsNyuynL0a0abDkme190nFPaYPjILDjKMGA9YJyKJ4Bh0zFlzhBVanTfVr3fHb/s1600/Photo+on+2010-05-11+at+21.05+%233.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpukGy1tucTQpBTf7AvFmhx8XALNXygGabNXvxwkmFJWbLtwp0fYQeJiEBuS3Ehi9G0fv-onqqlLB_YFYsNyuynL0a0abDkme190nFPaYPjILDjKMGA9YJyKJ4Bh0zFlzhBVanTfVr3fHb/s200/Photo+on+2010-05-11+at+21.05+%233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478780497907078754" border="0" /></a>This used to be my blog. And I used to write random thoughts or things about me. I still do sometimes but not very often. It has become mostly about Emi, which is fine with me. She's more interesting than I am anyway! But I thought it would be fun to write 10 things you may or may not know about me.<br /><ol><li>I hate scented deodorant. I can't stand smelling it throughout the day. For some reason it just really grosses me out, it doesn't matter what scent it is. I HAVE to have unscented deodorant.</li><li>I am for the most part super clean and organized at work and the opposite at home. I mean, my house is not usually DIRTY, but it is usually cluttered. I hate it. Every time we clean the house I say to Adam, "I love this. Let's keep it like this FOR REALS this time!" But I never do. It always gets away from me. At work though, I keep things pretty clean and organized. I think it's because of my fear of something getting lost at the bottom of a pile, only to uncover it months later to find it was something URGENT that never got done.</li><li>I fell in love in Paris...but just with the city itself. That semester was one of the most pivotal times in my life. I was unsure and scared beyond belief at the beginning and then as I made amazing friends and fell in love with the city and culture and began to really figure out who I was and I what I could decide to do in my own life...things changed for me. I don't think I fully appreciated it all until it was over and I was suddenly home. But I will always look back on that time in my life as one of the very best for so many reasons. Thanks again to L5 for being a huge part of that! I love you girls!!!!</li><li>I wish I could sing. Like open my mouth and belt out something beautiful like Lea Michele. I have ALWAYS wished that. I remember when I was little and I would sometimes think about what I would wish for if I were ever granted 3 wishes. I'm pretty sure 2 of the wishes would change every time but one of them would always be that I would wish I could sing beautifully. I have always loved music for as long as I can remember and I just wish I could sound great while singing along to my favorite songs!</li><li>I used to always say I was going to date someone for at least a year before getting engaged. No matter what. Lots of people would tell me that I would change my mind once I met that person. I would get so mad...like, don't tell me what I will or won't do! If it's important to me then I will do it, and if the person really loves me then they won't mind! It must have been because I dated lots of jerks and I just didn't trust guys or believe that I could REALLY genuinely know someone well enough to marry them in a short amount of time. I also just thought it could be really good for the start of a marriage if we had known and dated each other for a while so that there would be fewer surprises and less to get used to. That was all before I met Adam. And I did have to eat my words. But before Adam I had never gone out with anyone who was so real right from the start. The pattern had always been meet, go out, have fun, date for a few months, find out what they're really like, say goodbye! But with Adam things were so refreshingly different. And I found I didn't need that extra time. I knew who he was right away. There were no games. In a matter of a few weeks I knew I loved him and in a matter of a few months I was ready to commit to marry him. So I was wrong about that but in a good way!</li><li>I want to start my own business someday. Well I have kind of started one, but it has sort of been on hold since having Emi since I am still working full time at my regular job. There hasn't been a lot of time for businesses on the side. But someday I will do it. I'm not sure what it will be yet but I am determined that it will happen.</li><li>I have the best in-laws EVER! I seriously used to be scared that I would end up marrying into a family that I just didn't fit into (probably because I dated several guys in a row whose mothers really disliked me...I know, right? I so did not think I was THAT girl). But my in-laws are so awesome. It took like no time at all for me to feel just like a part of the family and that I belonged with them. I love how they were so accepting and welcoming of me and all of my girly-ness and lack of brother experience. Marc and Doug were so kind as to quickly initiate me into the world of having brothers though (no additional details needed). They are all so great and I love having more parents, another sister and brothers I never had but always wanted!</li><li>I drank alcohol on my 21st birthday. But it was an accident...sort of. We were in Paris at my host family's house. They told me to invite some friends over for a birthday dinner. I invited L5 and I think Mark (the only guy in our group) was there too? My host parents had previously asked me what I wanted to drink for my special dinner. They had hosted several BYU students before and we had already been staying with them for 2 months so they knew that we didn't drink alcohol. They would usually have red wine every night with dinner and Rach and I would have water. So when they asked me what I wanted for the party and then suggested Coke and apple cider, I figured that would be good. And I LOVE apple cider, so naturally I thought it would be even better in France...what wouldn't right? So there we were at dinner and I filled my little glass up with French apple cider. But Kristyn took a drink before I did and noticed that something was WRONG with the apple cider. She said, "ummm..." but I don't think I quite picked up on it. I took a sip of mine and immediately realized what she meant. It tasted...off. Weird. I had never tasted alcohol before but it wasn't that hard to figure out that this apple cider was not the Martinelli's I drank every year on Thanksgiving at my grandma's. But I didn't know what to do. They had asked me if I wanted apple cider like a week before and I had said yes. They had bought this especially for my birthday celebration. I weighed the options in my head. I don't drink alcohol and I feel strongly about that. But I also am very much a people-pleaser by nature and take great care not to offend others or create awkward situations. My host mother only spoke French and I was so afraid I wouldn't be able to explain that even though there was only a small percentage of alcohol in the cider, that I didn't feel like I should drink it. So what did I do? I closed my eyes, chugged the cider and then filled my glass with Coke. I know it was wrong and I didn't enjoy it. It was really disgusting. And I did feel a little buzzed afterward. It was weird. I'm pretty sure I repented...I hope I did! But it sure made for an interesting 21st birthday story!</li><li>I never used to be shy. I really don't think I was shy at all in elementary or really even in junior high. I have tried for a long time to figure out when it started. Maybe sometime in high school? I'm not sure. I think it went along with when I started to lose some self-confidence. Lots of times I just think people would not care to meet me or be friends with me (sad, I know) so I just don't make efforts to get to know people. Fear of rejection I guess. I am afraid that lots of time it makes me look like a brat, but I'm really not! So, because of this I don't feel like I have lots of friends. I have probably missed out on a lot of good friendships because of this. So it's definitely something I need to work on. But what I really meant to write for this one is that I do feel like I have been blessed in my life with quite a few REALLY GOOD friends. And when I somehow get to that point with people, then the shyness goes away and I can really be me. And I really appreciate the people that I can be me with. When I am able to open up and be me and really connect with people then I feel like we are friends forever. I am a fiercely loyal person and try to keep my friends close, even though most of them live far away. And I think (I REALLY hope) that all of my friends know how much I really love them, because they mean a lot to me.</li><li>I have always wanted to be a mom. I haven't always known the exact number of kids I wanted to have or what I wanted to name them all, but I have ALWAYS wanted to have kids and have a family of my own. It's hard to imagine what it's going to be like to have a family when you're single and dating people that you can't really imagine yourself having a future with. But when you find that person that is your whole world and marry them for time and all eternity it starts to take shape. And then when you have your first child and you can't even remember what yesterday was like before she was part of your life...it's so crazy and amazing. And tonight while we had family prayer before putting Emi to bed I thought about how awesome it's going to be in a few more years when our family is complete and we just get to continue to get to know each other and grow together as a family. I really can't wait.</li></ol>Well this got longer than I meant for it to, but I had fun writing it. Thanks for reading it if you made it to the end!<br /><br /><br />By the way...are people fans of Jason Reeves? I just found his music and listened to it as I was writing this. It is so calming and beautiful. I really like him.allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-81759254601968720762010-05-29T20:03:00.005-06:002010-05-29T20:10:18.508-06:00paris girlsA couple weeks ago I got to have lunch with two of my friends, Summer and Kristyn from my semester in Paris. We celebrated Kristyn's birthday and it was fun to get to catch up. We don't have a chance to get together very often so we had to get a picture together.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">me and Emi, Summer, Kristyn and Liam<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHIdyAcNfI/AAAAAAAABuw/2RaJitF3FII/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHIdyAcNfI/AAAAAAAABuw/2RaJitF3FII/s400/DSC_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476879035824616946" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-73189812618161432862010-05-29T19:47:00.005-06:002010-05-29T20:10:31.742-06:00race for the curePenny, Michelle, Kylee, Aunt Jenni and I raced (walked) for the cure a few weeks ago. Emi was going to come, but she came down with croup and had to stay home and rest. We missed her but we had a lot of fun anyway.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">getting ready to start<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRwLOTrPc15Co65f2bFUC0wRAWHrT5TNMVXGTC2qlWz8pxFADJXgm5j6UCjuOVlxIwyekFDbN6dBv9os1Jf-bKVIH1IJfKQP1_WFqMqGnn_aH_vLq2hVHYmGlf_2ojN-ucYBTAgZ-ai-4f/s1600/CIMG8386.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRwLOTrPc15Co65f2bFUC0wRAWHrT5TNMVXGTC2qlWz8pxFADJXgm5j6UCjuOVlxIwyekFDbN6dBv9os1Jf-bKVIH1IJfKQP1_WFqMqGnn_aH_vLq2hVHYmGlf_2ojN-ucYBTAgZ-ai-4f/s320/CIMG8386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476877043851609442" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Aunt Jenni, Penny, me, Michelle<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHGplctOEI/AAAAAAAABug/SbqUUXg-QB4/s1600/CIMG8414.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHGplctOEI/AAAAAAAABug/SbqUUXg-QB4/s320/CIMG8414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476877039588685890" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">finish line!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHGpSnvKJI/AAAAAAAABuY/eB3CLVVQOhs/s1600/CIMG8418.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHGpSnvKJI/AAAAAAAABuY/eB3CLVVQOhs/s320/CIMG8418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476877034534676626" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-34509158430066480052010-05-29T19:13:00.003-06:002010-05-29T19:36:29.169-06:00water babiesA couple of weeks ago Adam's mom and sister came in town for Race for the Cure. We went swimming at their hotel and the girls had a blast. Emi has always loved swimming, but I think this was her favorite time yet. The water was really warm and she loved splashing around with Daddy and Kylee. It was indoors and the lighting was kind of weird but we got some cute pictures of the girls.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAXjKL8LI/AAAAAAAABuQ/0_CawCr_tvY/s1600/DSC_0291.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAXjKL8LI/AAAAAAAABuQ/0_CawCr_tvY/s320/DSC_0291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476870132666724530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh673KFgi4tER1vBVscfzNEZp__eHg42QHOAZJHOU3WYVI2SRPGyTfoDpQc5TeXfI_9d94FppcwJcJ5r89Lc1BpikWIv_PdO9x3FTHz0SUYF4qOD-lLAYRM-eOoT6u26uJs5zxfuCzFHE8Q/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh673KFgi4tER1vBVscfzNEZp__eHg42QHOAZJHOU3WYVI2SRPGyTfoDpQc5TeXfI_9d94FppcwJcJ5r89Lc1BpikWIv_PdO9x3FTHz0SUYF4qOD-lLAYRM-eOoT6u26uJs5zxfuCzFHE8Q/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476870129451319602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAW5ZBNVI/AAAAAAAABuA/g5ffOWh_NHI/s1600/DSC_0283.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAW5ZBNVI/AAAAAAAABuA/g5ffOWh_NHI/s320/DSC_0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476870121454646610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6lhN2z6iQhtEfQEK3TtRilIe0VNrPII8G5podJGVHCxOkjKe8T1GW-Aesedga1oyYxEd3f3r61sOEhLNgwuZhOk1wAljkpEIpEQSaV9B7dY9ErUUY4DfHPdTMm-vJguzbSAnftQZ6LMyd/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6lhN2z6iQhtEfQEK3TtRilIe0VNrPII8G5podJGVHCxOkjKe8T1GW-Aesedga1oyYxEd3f3r61sOEhLNgwuZhOk1wAljkpEIpEQSaV9B7dY9ErUUY4DfHPdTMm-vJguzbSAnftQZ6LMyd/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476870111365991442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAWAXeb1I/AAAAAAAABtw/g571JHoJjHs/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/TAHAWAXeb1I/AAAAAAAABtw/g571JHoJjHs/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476870106147352402" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-76825744399429703742010-05-09T20:02:00.004-06:002010-05-09T20:32:04.404-06:00happy mother's day to me...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S-dvfA8525I/AAAAAAAABto/2Lg1IsiIFYs/s1600/Mom_and_Baby_II.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S-dvfA8525I/AAAAAAAABto/2Lg1IsiIFYs/s200/Mom_and_Baby_II.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469462851086834578" border="0" /></a>...because I'm happy to be a mother. It truly is such a great blessing. Emi has been sick this week and last night I went up to her room to check on her after she fell asleep. Her sweet little face was right by the crib bars facing out and I just sat down and stared at her for awhile and marveled about how much she has changed my life and how very much I love her.<br /><br />I thought I knew what it would be like to be a mother. I mean, I thought I had realistic expectations--especially going into it at a little bit older age. But there is really no way to anticipate the great opening of your heart that happens when your eyes fall upon your first born baby. With Emi and me it was love at first sight...for me anyway. But there are also so many challenges that come with motherhood that I also couldn't anticipate until I experienced them for myself with my own child. Emi was not an easy baby for the first 5 months of her life. I know some babies are much harder, but she was definitely not easy. Some days (mostly nights) I was more patient than others, I'll be honest, but soothing her, calming her and loving her were so natural. Even though it was tiring and frustrating at times, just knowing that she depended on me for everything kept me going in the middle of the night.<br /><br />I can already look back over the short time I've been a mother and see mistakes I've made. Nothing monumental really, but things I wish I had done differently, moments I wish I had cherished a little more, chances I wish I would have taken to play with her for a few more minutes...stuff like that. I feel bad for Emi sometimes that she has to be the oldest because I'm sure I'll make the most mistakes with her, but I think she was blessed with a strong spirit to be able to still be okay. I really think she was born first in our family for a reason. She is such a loving little person and just exudes love to everyone around her. I am sure that Heavenly Father knew exactly which little spirit would need to come first to open my heart and prepare me for the rest of the ones that will join our family.<br /><br />So as I sat and watched my baby sleep, I thanked Him for blessing me with this incredible little girl I love so much, and for trusting me with the divine calling of being a mother. I know what an important responsibility it is and I prayed for strength to live up to the potential I know He has blessed me with. Luckily, He has also blessed me with incredible mothers all around me-- my own mother, my mother-in-law, my sister, my sister-in-law, my stepsisters, my grandmother and so many aunts, cousins and friends-- to set an example for me and to support me in my own journey. Thank you to all of you...I look up to each and every one of you and hope that you have a wonderful Mother's Day.allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-10769922887156895012010-05-02T21:40:00.004-06:002010-05-02T21:51:11.255-06:00little missLittle miss Emi is so funny lately. She loves wearing funny things. I have been putting things on her just for fun and then she struts around with them on and gets mad when I take them off.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here she is in a tutu and tiara<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhK8Z0Hq1aQOUL7hFwpXoUz29fVWMyEOt2cYO9E452RF61Florqtp_pFYY2qLpvkN1-y75k2mMrnPCPpC75xukT6nKgzUrjT9Ud-1j_mIzpcT7kFu-ZqPnk7LwrzA43Ytz4WIN9BUbZDm/s1600/IMG_0090.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVhK8Z0Hq1aQOUL7hFwpXoUz29fVWMyEOt2cYO9E452RF61Florqtp_pFYY2qLpvkN1-y75k2mMrnPCPpC75xukT6nKgzUrjT9Ud-1j_mIzpcT7kFu-ZqPnk7LwrzA43Ytz4WIN9BUbZDm/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466885413176969330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this is a bib on her head--she thought it was so funny<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwxoowzg91-WbfrRq3fd9bdmqkak3CbrGWg0qyEpzVsYljUsxcgO0YqBhotRakHnNNy2t8h7h2IFStXKsuyreQwGmAv6xogE4FybsQYT4liSwtLYREmdghoTV0Jau3Wdm54WGwVvG44AQX/s1600/IMG_0073.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwxoowzg91-WbfrRq3fd9bdmqkak3CbrGWg0qyEpzVsYljUsxcgO0YqBhotRakHnNNy2t8h7h2IFStXKsuyreQwGmAv6xogE4FybsQYT4liSwtLYREmdghoTV0Jau3Wdm54WGwVvG44AQX/s320/IMG_0073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466884784982729698" border="0" /></a><br />I put this monkey in her shirt and she walked all around the house with it in there<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S95GvBmo-6I/AAAAAAAABtE/8w1I21hrpZc/s1600/IMG_0072.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S95GvBmo-6I/AAAAAAAABtE/8w1I21hrpZc/s320/IMG_0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466884771372661666" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma gave her this flower headband and she loves to wear it and put it on me<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvTRdZ9W8pLcFwJJTIf8ohIyz81SF_Gox42rWjjfEKfwj0rosZht8ScTjA17YjPTrPEDpxfz0GPdmPpNSCeZHRhCuextWqNiv7M9L4_6W0UZPUeeaWhIlEfdmkXaKvkYny-IKUK6X8w31/s1600/IMG_0070.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIvTRdZ9W8pLcFwJJTIf8ohIyz81SF_Gox42rWjjfEKfwj0rosZht8ScTjA17YjPTrPEDpxfz0GPdmPpNSCeZHRhCuextWqNiv7M9L4_6W0UZPUeeaWhIlEfdmkXaKvkYny-IKUK6X8w31/s320/IMG_0070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466884761918924626" border="0" /></a><br />sunglasses are another one of her favorites<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmqE6iigOWvO4-vZIq_SGcfyIYTca1qMmNuFykT9b21PZqmJboNfCAYiH00Sxlds8mkcf_Oa6g3QKe_4i-tH1rx62t-iHLYA5mfHFdMAzDMecD0iLnxAVYC_DDapt-eS-G4rBPNQXRsQML/s1600/IMG_0067.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmqE6iigOWvO4-vZIq_SGcfyIYTca1qMmNuFykT9b21PZqmJboNfCAYiH00Sxlds8mkcf_Oa6g3QKe_4i-tH1rx62t-iHLYA5mfHFdMAzDMecD0iLnxAVYC_DDapt-eS-G4rBPNQXRsQML/s320/IMG_0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466884740975725874" border="0" /></a><br />and here is a funny video of her with a bucket on her head...she loved wearing the bucket and the bib<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyQ2j2Df1IKRcW2pddMcOi2BialykbJnRfyQ-3q5tC0JTOw5aQ2FQu1OXNUvsKa6Ve6exiih5B6tGwvSVshvA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-55844971578798600512010-05-02T11:24:00.005-06:002010-05-02T21:07:52.219-06:00emi goes to the parkWe took Emi to the park last weekend when the weather was nice. She had a blast running around all over the place. She loved seeing the ducks and chasing the seagulls around. We just loved being in the sun and under the blue sky.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S927oN1cNMI/AAAAAAAABss/3pGxO-UxrZQ/s1600/DSC_0240.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S927oN1cNMI/AAAAAAAABss/3pGxO-UxrZQ/s320/DSC_0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466731822280619202" border="0" /></a><br />She loves bubbles but hasn't quite figured out how they work<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdztu8OHLUZoNLG4ikoVWKc1eRLpTDKBj7VxeSxZrYwydDw82sSvhrPzefLmCUs64TBBaSf5fZFq4NMoOJpiffIKqfy4oh4FLIqucbSsONbZ2-0X1XBlW4ZpFZRzURgJAoznfa3cHNLdFE/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdztu8OHLUZoNLG4ikoVWKc1eRLpTDKBj7VxeSxZrYwydDw82sSvhrPzefLmCUs64TBBaSf5fZFq4NMoOJpiffIKqfy4oh4FLIqucbSsONbZ2-0X1XBlW4ZpFZRzURgJAoznfa3cHNLdFE/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466731802720322482" border="0" /></a><br />another thing she loves...Daddy!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JwVS-mLL48vH5Y8WglwmqxGG8juCgFSJBXF0ePyAyV285Qj-DbwEqwUtmHvMou57jQwQDH9ENkupeUAD3b12gCxjAM9GyOW_oRXf3SXQECDprZiNXF8_TtTGQESIo6NTB1elbQ97n1RK/s1600/DSC_0214.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JwVS-mLL48vH5Y8WglwmqxGG8juCgFSJBXF0ePyAyV285Qj-DbwEqwUtmHvMou57jQwQDH9ENkupeUAD3b12gCxjAM9GyOW_oRXf3SXQECDprZiNXF8_TtTGQESIo6NTB1elbQ97n1RK/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727030031312082" border="0" /></a><br />little goofball-- she just loves things that are Mommy's or Daddy's<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923Q9XFgfI/AAAAAAAABsU/czRfMikaGE4/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923Q9XFgfI/AAAAAAAABsU/czRfMikaGE4/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727024674832882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923QFpaUqI/AAAAAAAABsM/jGr5q8AO7DY/s1600/DSC_0206.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923QFpaUqI/AAAAAAAABsM/jGr5q8AO7DY/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466727009719308962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6X8Afi8XVx8b0GzKnS7bOOJ6198bnPvrNIsuf3KMwCTViysPHvZfne_QXyOYml_i4BUNnwzW6WU35gbXSIqlisxn4Q3l6F54vZDDmOzstOE47k4oVtrHi3azt5P7beuwx1x2llFbMym-m/s1600/DSC_0227.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6X8Afi8XVx8b0GzKnS7bOOJ6198bnPvrNIsuf3KMwCTViysPHvZfne_QXyOYml_i4BUNnwzW6WU35gbXSIqlisxn4Q3l6F54vZDDmOzstOE47k4oVtrHi3azt5P7beuwx1x2llFbMym-m/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466726998859186850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923OvRnfLI/AAAAAAAABr8/LzUmyvzkRPQ/s1600/DSC_0243.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S923OvRnfLI/AAAAAAAABr8/LzUmyvzkRPQ/s320/DSC_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466726986534059186" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-69373335539449498172010-04-15T21:40:00.024-06:002010-04-15T23:24:33.950-06:00emi's eastersWe have been celebrating Easter for the last few weekends. A few weekends ago we went to Wyoming and had Easter there with Adam's family. The next weekend we had Easter with my family and then the next weekend we had another Easter egg hunt with the Barker family. Emi is getting really good at finding and picking up eggs and it's so cute to watch.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here's cute Kylee sitting in her Easter basket<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZxjO6QM07XC-4dbuPDiLLrx-8xOhdIFFJSWC2MJr7PSkyXW7RKpcQRf1EHgz4h8UXMdS4Hh07J-_N3tmWANVcHbT_2O1Kw0IsH5gu-ISzL99qSjfiSqLa55wdbySIoBmKhwnwMCgLG9eI/s1600/DSC_0902.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZxjO6QM07XC-4dbuPDiLLrx-8xOhdIFFJSWC2MJr7PSkyXW7RKpcQRf1EHgz4h8UXMdS4Hh07J-_N3tmWANVcHbT_2O1Kw0IsH5gu-ISzL99qSjfiSqLa55wdbySIoBmKhwnwMCgLG9eI/s320/DSC_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460598056927527906" border="0" /></a><br />Kylee took Emi for a ride in her Harley--they had a blast! Kylee is a pretty good driver!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUICz6t8474DRT8EYPRAb0HNgOCkDjNEjdkLGUk63GxcwVtXpt7U5mZe46MhKz_zcQu-dWPaqu3GvT7t2Enp1dGkbIEKTZxLIVGyZqjnZ7UMXXl7OTw8xXoGIW7_clElN7NnxZ4EO_FYtV/s1600/DSC_0923.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUICz6t8474DRT8EYPRAb0HNgOCkDjNEjdkLGUk63GxcwVtXpt7U5mZe46MhKz_zcQu-dWPaqu3GvT7t2Enp1dGkbIEKTZxLIVGyZqjnZ7UMXXl7OTw8xXoGIW7_clElN7NnxZ4EO_FYtV/s320/DSC_0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460597474265729922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fwHJdui5I/AAAAAAAABrk/oc777rikfhs/s1600/DSC_0925.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fwHJdui5I/AAAAAAAABrk/oc777rikfhs/s320/DSC_0925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460597078800370578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSs0Gf6fdJJ7icBJgF75X8WxLsyw7YzoWKXppdKFZJ_T2uC4d7TPbJ69iPIlvCvIuh6HLsatKyxNPoJmHnpoMDhrwm2oDxY4JUklCFxaCwrMhgJIqT46yG1JIiE0Y3ha5U15NQma6zxe2/s1600/DSC_0937.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSs0Gf6fdJJ7icBJgF75X8WxLsyw7YzoWKXppdKFZJ_T2uC4d7TPbJ69iPIlvCvIuh6HLsatKyxNPoJmHnpoMDhrwm2oDxY4JUklCFxaCwrMhgJIqT46yG1JIiE0Y3ha5U15NQma6zxe2/s320/DSC_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460596143663041874" border="0" /></a><br />Emi put on Uncle Doug's shoes--she loves putting on people's shoes<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sU2NZaTdS9k3JvcKbRJhhOmZvR6zibsN8lSVuoKWb4FfFgVSodMsIlg16Nm95rQKWgkY-7nb_4aKsj0TFyA89F3uYeP08ReV4Q8uNGK1FZUPgw7yyPebCJ5AsZOgL-qGAbdrMj3CjCGH/s1600/DSC_0946.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4sU2NZaTdS9k3JvcKbRJhhOmZvR6zibsN8lSVuoKWb4FfFgVSodMsIlg16Nm95rQKWgkY-7nb_4aKsj0TFyA89F3uYeP08ReV4Q8uNGK1FZUPgw7yyPebCJ5AsZOgL-qGAbdrMj3CjCGH/s320/DSC_0946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460595409332090338" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma Hammond got Emi and Kylee matching pajamas for Easter<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljWbbQv1iDPfezqObVB9RmaslGrGMiVWUD_cdJCyWRRAFD0pYrvLl6ntPq9F3taIrrHG9mzPb1XM-RgkpIsEwOdk1lkGVsMIuHdPZHDX9VIfqmlvESsZ5psT31vZ5fGCYOKGqelOO-kUp/s1600/DSC_0950.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjljWbbQv1iDPfezqObVB9RmaslGrGMiVWUD_cdJCyWRRAFD0pYrvLl6ntPq9F3taIrrHG9mzPb1XM-RgkpIsEwOdk1lkGVsMIuHdPZHDX9VIfqmlvESsZ5psT31vZ5fGCYOKGqelOO-kUp/s320/DSC_0950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460594889020325602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzvf3JdgNfEOJnViDHK3o_M1Dz6u0_FDhTrrZXhC1rpWPZ22Uo5-p8ALbM0GdXm9ZeOJEYYwEze387V0YgL9XT616PTZ3RBkRrW3U6u2Qm3JGEJ35GDCe20k02aFNIZTtfzOps1ou-aaZ/s1600/DSC_0956.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzvf3JdgNfEOJnViDHK3o_M1Dz6u0_FDhTrrZXhC1rpWPZ22Uo5-p8ALbM0GdXm9ZeOJEYYwEze387V0YgL9XT616PTZ3RBkRrW3U6u2Qm3JGEJ35GDCe20k02aFNIZTtfzOps1ou-aaZ/s320/DSC_0956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460594103082719890" border="0" /></a><br />Daddy helped Emi find her Easter basket--she loved it<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtyS2Qn8NDTePbsI7bTFFMmLn1IPzER7KuKxoSqBeb3chan1wqRjmTAS3t0iR0leeHagCF3ZU4hpZC49BodRzP71wCnxRJCN2XkbP4ZAYhc8dCfXiBA7jS08tVytfsoYm6NpbFakSUJI3/s1600/DSC_0968.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtyS2Qn8NDTePbsI7bTFFMmLn1IPzER7KuKxoSqBeb3chan1wqRjmTAS3t0iR0leeHagCF3ZU4hpZC49BodRzP71wCnxRJCN2XkbP4ZAYhc8dCfXiBA7jS08tVytfsoYm6NpbFakSUJI3/s320/DSC_0968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460593520522391682" border="0" /></a><br />the three of us before church<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtPVnLyAd4sbUgWWz0KslMdOa1WvvDM9Pti_YT2bQOwPi_QqRB1LhvXAGLqsd4LMrfD1TM4shgR5jcmlh4Po1il-rYRhMCJBOdWulOJEbPagR7koU6mfghuCusYa5YQvKpJgPigdXRHGi/s1600/DSC_0980.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmtPVnLyAd4sbUgWWz0KslMdOa1WvvDM9Pti_YT2bQOwPi_QqRB1LhvXAGLqsd4LMrfD1TM4shgR5jcmlh4Po1il-rYRhMCJBOdWulOJEbPagR7koU6mfghuCusYa5YQvKpJgPigdXRHGi/s320/DSC_0980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460592671768841186" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and Kylee in their Easter dresses<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikmYdc7jGnHvgDw9RX5NuSvJ8mgVBU7F-bDKL19uLC4UGWEkE3yr-rmifAIyfcfEjbwlnkjjiuop43VsvPSWWCtWcVU6kfVftl1Hg_tfbgnMKxXPMcDHsSTDE-wqaMZZZdgDW4oMb-Iij_/s1600/DSC_0989.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikmYdc7jGnHvgDw9RX5NuSvJ8mgVBU7F-bDKL19uLC4UGWEkE3yr-rmifAIyfcfEjbwlnkjjiuop43VsvPSWWCtWcVU6kfVftl1Hg_tfbgnMKxXPMcDHsSTDE-wqaMZZZdgDW4oMb-Iij_/s320/DSC_0989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460592039115063906" border="0" /></a><br />Emi looking for her Easter eggs at my mom's house. It was so cute how she carried her basket around and picked up the eggs!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTsSeX68MZ4ebheI-KbqLGo0CW20MId8-yC7HkJXWXsvrooeGC3EQEFAbx3sUTBW9qLCDQINdusZDmGDp5frJlAxqSf4CCogTC0fNEC1tmMp_wGlj02tBvc7N9AEJFPoMapYdT1mZTNbp/s1600/DSC_0996.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqTsSeX68MZ4ebheI-KbqLGo0CW20MId8-yC7HkJXWXsvrooeGC3EQEFAbx3sUTBW9qLCDQINdusZDmGDp5frJlAxqSf4CCogTC0fNEC1tmMp_wGlj02tBvc7N9AEJFPoMapYdT1mZTNbp/s320/DSC_0996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460591062619964050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83wyQYXYNqs8GPuxuZ-t8p3q8cShk6iZU77llPHN-Oh9qR66YbO-4xgDYku7DGSODtuxMxRHtfkW9GFh8H56NyZ5eJgFvd1HDnsxsuNIKHc2nFhC3y62Qywyagj_mKuqWSIwQPY53QlLZ/s1600/DSC_0572.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg83wyQYXYNqs8GPuxuZ-t8p3q8cShk6iZU77llPHN-Oh9qR66YbO-4xgDYku7DGSODtuxMxRHtfkW9GFh8H56NyZ5eJgFvd1HDnsxsuNIKHc2nFhC3y62Qywyagj_mKuqWSIwQPY53QlLZ/s320/DSC_0572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460590360021330322" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and her cousin Lincoln<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fpbPojhsI/AAAAAAAABqU/4TCQB-Giotc/s1600/DSC_1012.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fpbPojhsI/AAAAAAAABqU/4TCQB-Giotc/s320/DSC_1012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460589727472387778" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and her cousin Sophie<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fotSny3aI/AAAAAAAABqM/cOpO9eZUHeM/s1600/DSC_0590.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fotSny3aI/AAAAAAAABqM/cOpO9eZUHeM/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460588938000522658" border="0" /></a><br />This was Easter morning at our house. Emi came out to see the footprints and carrots left by the Easter Bunny.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fnpOwQdHI/AAAAAAAABqE/7RgyEuK4Dpo/s1600/DSC_0007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fnpOwQdHI/AAAAAAAABqE/7RgyEuK4Dpo/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587768731169906" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fnJX3gcrI/AAAAAAAABp8/lzt0qcN7H10/s1600/DSC_0009.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fnJX3gcrI/AAAAAAAABp8/lzt0qcN7H10/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460587221421683378" border="0" /></a><br />finding her Easter basket again<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQGJQAwpcNy0p6x6UPdSeEKtEpaFr36GcGc0iOvozIhcGaTMs_Gws-0qUSSmAE1NaSmhZlKOQD6DdIDW1ZrGEmOQHA6_jrMYbT6S8B7oGMIzU2qGen_pX_D33crPGZotjjjrz1PvlDmHn/s1600/DSC_1042.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQGJQAwpcNy0p6x6UPdSeEKtEpaFr36GcGc0iOvozIhcGaTMs_Gws-0qUSSmAE1NaSmhZlKOQD6DdIDW1ZrGEmOQHA6_jrMYbT6S8B7oGMIzU2qGen_pX_D33crPGZotjjjrz1PvlDmHn/s320/DSC_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460583967121821426" border="0" /></a><br />another Eater egg hunt at great grandma and grandpa Barker's<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fjoDB-fhI/AAAAAAAABps/dp_WCt9QnSM/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fjoDB-fhI/AAAAAAAABps/dp_WCt9QnSM/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460583350357884434" border="0" /></a><br />having fun with Aunt Ro<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fjMfY1TbI/AAAAAAAABpk/jBlcTUgVdHc/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fjMfY1TbI/AAAAAAAABpk/jBlcTUgVdHc/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460582876933606834" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma Hammond came to town and helped Emi find some more treats<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fi3gLECcI/AAAAAAAABpc/ScNugRlGopw/s1600/DSC_0163.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S8fi3gLECcI/AAAAAAAABpc/ScNugRlGopw/s320/DSC_0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460582516367034818" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and her cousins Bryce and Lincoln<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLX8s4-XDeO9GeCwO0SIXqInrYrup18xOnul8sZyoDwz9yvaPSU3-eViCVk_bCEFisNUuABvVHFlJ1rxWH9119Hspmk2PYKNCski0-Li_yyvPLL_rf77YWzkp_EfUpE6Dfb-a8xtuzHk5b/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLX8s4-XDeO9GeCwO0SIXqInrYrup18xOnul8sZyoDwz9yvaPSU3-eViCVk_bCEFisNUuABvVHFlJ1rxWH9119Hspmk2PYKNCski0-Li_yyvPLL_rf77YWzkp_EfUpE6Dfb-a8xtuzHk5b/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460581946477823826" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-66524401871731125752010-03-22T20:37:00.023-06:002010-03-22T22:27:45.035-06:00emi goes to texasAdam's grandma turned 75 on March 6th so we went to Texas for a big family party. It was so fun to all be together and to celebrate Grandma's birthday. Of course we made time to eat at our favorite places (numerous times) and do a little sight-seeing as well.<br /><br />The first day we met up with one of Adam's friends from high school, Joe, for lunch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6hAPFDFL6I/AAAAAAAABpM/voI4R7hjOdk/s1600-h/DSC_0736.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6hAPFDFL6I/AAAAAAAABpM/voI4R7hjOdk/s400/DSC_0736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451677976729300898" border="0" /></a>After that we headed to Galveston. Adam has been wanting to take me there since the first time I went to Texas with him before we got married. We have never had time on any of our trips, but this time we were able to make it. It was not at all how Adam remembered it or how I pictured it. It was fun to go, but I just didn't realized that Hurricane Katrina hit so hard there as well. A great deal of the island has still not been built back up.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Adam and Emi at a cool souvenir shop in Galveston<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQgM9bmHyGGBg3gWVr_LQHg1JstLC_65iOFoUXmXqO9Th0GkqcTiBjBZYR9G_z379AjfQRkCe-Rh7_QrKR8PylkeUywhqZOwzM-_-YU_1I1-Js2A1de1gGoiGHPorXftj_L0nAYRTjDty8/s1600-h/DSC_0739.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQgM9bmHyGGBg3gWVr_LQHg1JstLC_65iOFoUXmXqO9Th0GkqcTiBjBZYR9G_z379AjfQRkCe-Rh7_QrKR8PylkeUywhqZOwzM-_-YU_1I1-Js2A1de1gGoiGHPorXftj_L0nAYRTjDty8/s400/DSC_0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451677679508517554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">me and Emi<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g_TNJejVI/AAAAAAAABo8/92eeB9XG2Lc/s1600-h/DSC_0743.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g_TNJejVI/AAAAAAAABo8/92eeB9XG2Lc/s400/DSC_0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451676948111461714" border="0" /></a><br />this was underneath the souvenir shop- just thought it looked cool<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRyUq2HHO7Cv81l9E1BAE2wWO6kD-23oJw_u_sVRKUP0BuKoM4BBF_mtJ4gB91cacm8nQ_dpbD4yQNfux9MFSSmjxMkDVOlE94zqe_8TdcsumiEqdIWXp-D6tnWJTWOajcQAwejocKidt/s1600-h/DSC_0749.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinRyUq2HHO7Cv81l9E1BAE2wWO6kD-23oJw_u_sVRKUP0BuKoM4BBF_mtJ4gB91cacm8nQ_dpbD4yQNfux9MFSSmjxMkDVOlE94zqe_8TdcsumiEqdIWXp-D6tnWJTWOajcQAwejocKidt/s400/DSC_0749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451676225396599586" border="0" /></a><br />we were trying to get some cute pictures of Emi standing in the sand but she didn't like it<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnckBvw2OKJekRBwJ0InVtnitOHgi69PtcyOQc752lNSHilWl23wbrybJCAyaaEay6Uf4CwShFDuGmY2fZdBqAh5IrDMFbTMyKpF3USs2f6PSDp2gG8-DwAhpfS5bb_i3C-p1QYBHdTbh5/s1600-h/DSC_0759.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnckBvw2OKJekRBwJ0InVtnitOHgi69PtcyOQc752lNSHilWl23wbrybJCAyaaEay6Uf4CwShFDuGmY2fZdBqAh5IrDMFbTMyKpF3USs2f6PSDp2gG8-DwAhpfS5bb_i3C-p1QYBHdTbh5/s400/DSC_0759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451675207434780578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">some of the houses looked like the hurricane just happened<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g8RNSkuPI/AAAAAAAABoc/k90bQaFQsLA/s1600-h/DSC_0768.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g8RNSkuPI/AAAAAAAABoc/k90bQaFQsLA/s400/DSC_0768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451673615254993138" border="0" /></a><br />and then on the same street were ones like this- absolutely beautiful- I thought it was interesting<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g9JEL2QSI/AAAAAAAABok/RdW2GfNXjns/s1600-h/DSC_0764.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g9JEL2QSI/AAAAAAAABok/RdW2GfNXjns/s400/DSC_0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451674574883537186" border="0" /></a><br />this was just another house I thought looked cute<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g5zAPnPPI/AAAAAAAABoE/wK0PopFNiDA/s1600-h/DSC_0762.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g5zAPnPPI/AAAAAAAABoE/wK0PopFNiDA/s400/DSC_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451670897333583090" border="0" /></a><br />we had lots of fun driving around exploring<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g4ojIxkVI/AAAAAAAABn0/7UGNBf7HWj4/s1600-h/DSC_0796.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g4ojIxkVI/AAAAAAAABn0/7UGNBf7HWj4/s400/DSC_0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451669618209952082" border="0" /></a><br />and I LOVED seeing this out my window!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-5hH1_7-u6MTX9ikoQnp6lGuMIgqX2jFec7PEheHuo15cAENLbwiV1AsQZXBShoP7INN71NJScYrOtXs0xu9hbE9ljjrUiZuVWVvK-Qyg3hddc6rZDxMQ2QPZonrQpO1R_qQNoJLSQUk/s1600-h/DSC_0769.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-5hH1_7-u6MTX9ikoQnp6lGuMIgqX2jFec7PEheHuo15cAENLbwiV1AsQZXBShoP7INN71NJScYrOtXs0xu9hbE9ljjrUiZuVWVvK-Qyg3hddc6rZDxMQ2QPZonrQpO1R_qQNoJLSQUk/s400/DSC_0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451668379875908946" border="0" /></a><br />when we didn't find much to do in Galveston we headed to Kemah<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX7XJz-rmIoxrzWJNCQvoGxFDOiMmeC08ZTSsElUHjW5r7DlCslhcSO5TXHab3ja3e7y7TQB1WglhfCzrCEn-AjRzT2TGsHiUXBzcS2nCp_u8Nh1Z6xeAAHeNLrP5XQ9Yu1GhATuEm7mhD/s1600-h/DSC_0788.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX7XJz-rmIoxrzWJNCQvoGxFDOiMmeC08ZTSsElUHjW5r7DlCslhcSO5TXHab3ja3e7y7TQB1WglhfCzrCEn-AjRzT2TGsHiUXBzcS2nCp_u8Nh1Z6xeAAHeNLrP5XQ9Yu1GhATuEm7mhD/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451667288045776322" border="0" /></a><br />they have rides and shops<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCY_yF6fATgwne0KLQB3pkSNmn5KHBunNLiOQ-Nj-3z-MYMHylBffKleBWpcXgWxfc6w1uSJtv0wLRqbTZLF8J8hG3Dh1utkzkatXevw3PlkyTRz6YO12_-YA8dL5qdTtCq64YrOrzZ_E/s1600-h/DSC_0772.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCY_yF6fATgwne0KLQB3pkSNmn5KHBunNLiOQ-Nj-3z-MYMHylBffKleBWpcXgWxfc6w1uSJtv0wLRqbTZLF8J8hG3Dh1utkzkatXevw3PlkyTRz6YO12_-YA8dL5qdTtCq64YrOrzZ_E/s400/DSC_0772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451666849588109922" border="0" /></a><br />just a cool lighthouse there<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g02_lvHpI/AAAAAAAABnU/4Mqr_dac0cM/s1600-h/DSC_0783.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g02_lvHpI/AAAAAAAABnU/4Mqr_dac0cM/s400/DSC_0783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451665468319276690" border="0" /></a><br />I love boats<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g0XCaPaiI/AAAAAAAABnM/DhXwAf0Ol8s/s1600-h/DSC_0789.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6g0XCaPaiI/AAAAAAAABnM/DhXwAf0Ol8s/s400/DSC_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451664919320554018" border="0" /></a><br />a goofy picture of Emi with Popeye<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv84gXkJg6i9h5gFJA5KTEeokI4VujnlHfHxO57v5TRx3xmx3LWpfi9Sukq9ns54GyQFQuvLXaJODoIn37Va8VwwsEFn1JGNpXuOf0u6bmcqXl4CRfiw58WU9ljlgbpnzzrFPBL7CDxSRo/s1600-h/DSC_0786.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv84gXkJg6i9h5gFJA5KTEeokI4VujnlHfHxO57v5TRx3xmx3LWpfi9Sukq9ns54GyQFQuvLXaJODoIn37Va8VwwsEFn1JGNpXuOf0u6bmcqXl4CRfiw58WU9ljlgbpnzzrFPBL7CDxSRo/s400/DSC_0786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451663982048567490" border="0" /></a><br />she LOVES to sit on Daddy's shoulders<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6gycGBrK5I/AAAAAAAABm8/uG8vBaf6dQw/s1600-h/DSC_0793.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6gycGBrK5I/AAAAAAAABm8/uG8vBaf6dQw/s400/DSC_0793.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451662807167347602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;">The second day we spent with family over at Grandma and Grandpa's. We had a lot of fun visiting and hanging out. Kylee and Emi loved playing together, as always.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Kylee and Emi on the swingset<br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjteWn9vCY9Jzfput4joqMvvtHTAZU8W_WIhyf-oFRjYbXvq5WrcJ-Xr6h_bTADeg_-BrEKGCBNnZyKiXxxBnl1saI7mMFp-83xazd4KGkTWL3FengWAVuJe82QX7qmFLUgI81ZGhd_poTS/s1600-h/DSC_0804.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjteWn9vCY9Jzfput4joqMvvtHTAZU8W_WIhyf-oFRjYbXvq5WrcJ-Xr6h_bTADeg_-BrEKGCBNnZyKiXxxBnl1saI7mMFp-83xazd4KGkTWL3FengWAVuJe82QX7qmFLUgI81ZGhd_poTS/s400/DSC_0804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451661742593946002" border="0" /></a><br />Emi with Grandpa and Grandma<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6gurI-GxgI/AAAAAAAABms/CjLMnU7Xqrk/s1600-h/DSC_0832.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6gurI-GxgI/AAAAAAAABms/CjLMnU7Xqrk/s400/DSC_0832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451658667609212418" border="0" /></a><br />me and Emi<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1JF3HilgL6bEK-NG9SRJW34pMp7qkXETKziqlfq7Z1ao08s2X9G1C172wksX6zDj2nUAKBbKelS0RiX28C4hkK1Z3sPCZKCyrEON4CSrm-w7iyg9UXYLHZjkdY5sVK2xAET-5K6WOJpSe/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1JF3HilgL6bEK-NG9SRJW34pMp7qkXETKziqlfq7Z1ao08s2X9G1C172wksX6zDj2nUAKBbKelS0RiX28C4hkK1Z3sPCZKCyrEON4CSrm-w7iyg9UXYLHZjkdY5sVK2xAET-5K6WOJpSe/s400/DSC_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451654101747333010" border="0" /></a>I thought I had taken a lot more pictures but I guess we were having too much fun!allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-54967430179855716112010-03-21T21:18:00.012-06:002010-03-21T22:33:20.576-06:00first birthday partyWe threw a party for Emi's first birthday the day after she turned one. We had some friends and some family come for her special day. Emi was so cute and so happy that day- I think she knew everyone came to celebrate her. We had a cupcake theme and Emi's aunt Alicia made her an adorable giant cupcake. We also had little cupcakes for everyone else and a cupcake pinata. I was pretty sure Emi wouldn't have a problem getting messy or eating her cake and I was right. Once she realized what it was and that we were letting her dig into it she never looked back! It was so cute! I think Adam has been looking forward to her turning one since she was born so he could watch her eat cake and get it all over her face and she didn't let him down! He was very proud! Emi loved having everyone watch her open presents. She was hamming it up like crazy, laughing and clapping. She has such a cute and funny personality. Here are all the pictures from her special day.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Emi's giant cupcake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDr3EmcrvCCIgVyJ5pmuBTxVMgdKS8pA7BiNgetB_YXmJ_DLBqwY7LpwuCNIVjiPTUekpffhkwODkAAZw-UjGYEN05wdDeGbuVjobYhu902Lhxen3lr6waH6FyApvoAVbWR_xdiJUZUEn_/s1600-h/DSC_0203.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDr3EmcrvCCIgVyJ5pmuBTxVMgdKS8pA7BiNgetB_YXmJ_DLBqwY7LpwuCNIVjiPTUekpffhkwODkAAZw-UjGYEN05wdDeGbuVjobYhu902Lhxen3lr6waH6FyApvoAVbWR_xdiJUZUEn_/s400/DSC_0203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451310308580851522" border="0" /></a><br />decorations and food<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3WQHvZst5aq0LJEAdWQE87RDdOmBnYls_XzQBeQD1sD4RsQH2UuJcQr_p90PAHsocQ22F8Dy46Hu10HB5UjcklztnGcvP5Nv_dx2TyEUOVa6ytTWcJTWygHfFBj3CjVNz2-6JfYgeVgcx/s1600-h/010_10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3WQHvZst5aq0LJEAdWQE87RDdOmBnYls_XzQBeQD1sD4RsQH2UuJcQr_p90PAHsocQ22F8Dy46Hu10HB5UjcklztnGcvP5Nv_dx2TyEUOVa6ytTWcJTWygHfFBj3CjVNz2-6JfYgeVgcx/s400/010_10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451309986669664626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxph7pPbg8-IYEw28_KpM4vhg_37F8dlxqA5hwQvR7JLnI_o4TcMis-8E_0ROFN7-3h0XQfHOiXKcuWPPZvFv8VIJtrvmsPNUyafO1ALDCw0Ok8J7_eLuBt4P2OLQxfvriEROLX1tBu54/s1600-h/011_11.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinxph7pPbg8-IYEw28_KpM4vhg_37F8dlxqA5hwQvR7JLnI_o4TcMis-8E_0ROFN7-3h0XQfHOiXKcuWPPZvFv8VIJtrvmsPNUyafO1ALDCw0Ok8J7_eLuBt4P2OLQxfvriEROLX1tBu54/s400/011_11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451309772682899586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bwwnVeBoI/AAAAAAAABl0/BqR5gookpJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bwwnVeBoI/AAAAAAAABl0/BqR5gookpJQ/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451309116961982082" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bv7-6eFOI/AAAAAAAABls/gR58RXtwV_E/s1600-h/DSC_0230.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bv7-6eFOI/AAAAAAAABls/gR58RXtwV_E/s400/DSC_0230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451308212758123746" border="0" /></a><br />eating her cake<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bu4zEbOoI/AAAAAAAABlk/7X3Q4KwtUgU/s1600-h/emi+cake+collage.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6bu4zEbOoI/AAAAAAAABlk/7X3Q4KwtUgU/s400/emi+cake+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451307058527419010" border="0" /></a><br />happy birthday girl<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6buZ-ZPGbI/AAAAAAAABlc/_mRGgPq7zE8/s1600-h/018_18.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6buZ-ZPGbI/AAAAAAAABlc/_mRGgPq7zE8/s400/018_18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451306528991549874" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6buNJIeyZI/AAAAAAAABlU/WvYE7CUYKpY/s1600-h/DSC_0264.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S6buNJIeyZI/AAAAAAAABlU/WvYE7CUYKpY/s400/DSC_0264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451306308535765394" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and Grandpa<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNa9qOt7TAZXyis7IhbSenxygAt6919ewlGBs6z27jWOSCKmoZnuyjvaZVjA4I7pqPG08taBzW3xVfuzJmxzLKGypIwEZj4KEtn1EladpxfRwEx2fWOLTfG5_UFkZ37ugsAv36KwShQI8/s1600-h/032_32.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXNa9qOt7TAZXyis7IhbSenxygAt6919ewlGBs6z27jWOSCKmoZnuyjvaZVjA4I7pqPG08taBzW3xVfuzJmxzLKGypIwEZj4KEtn1EladpxfRwEx2fWOLTfG5_UFkZ37ugsAv36KwShQI8/s400/032_32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451304872090051138" border="0" /></a><br />Emi and Sophie<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcf8PYg1sczr7TtlDXj6P5c6NatnyhJRln84fUGCZXSDmwfIf1sBIsJLiMNXYr02YctjHQltxt2iXQkA1wLwSi3Hzdw4iMZ8r1EzlwJJHs49eZDiYbbVJkdBgdAZvT5d8imlzMYFtS70M/s1600-h/DSC_0276.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUcf8PYg1sczr7TtlDXj6P5c6NatnyhJRln84fUGCZXSDmwfIf1sBIsJLiMNXYr02YctjHQltxt2iXQkA1wLwSi3Hzdw4iMZ8r1EzlwJJHs49eZDiYbbVJkdBgdAZvT5d8imlzMYFtS70M/s400/DSC_0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451311389800872738" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-2132033213931909552010-02-26T09:56:00.004-07:002010-02-26T10:20:30.808-07:00happy birthday babyMy sweet little Emi is one year old today. I can't believe it was a year ago she came into our lives. It was a long year and a hard year, but it was the best year of my life. It has been so wonderful getting to know her sweet little spirit and falling in love with her each and every day.<br /><br />I am a very sentimental person and yesterday afternoon I was thinking about how my water broke and then later that night how I was in labor and just reliving the whole thing in my mind. When I took Emi to her room to put her to bed I just held her and started to cry as I thought about how much she has grown up already. I felt like I was putting my "baby" to bed for the last time and just realized that she really is turning into a little girl. I think she must have sensed that I just wasn't ready to let her go because she just laid her head on my shoulder and snuggled me. She is not a snugly baby at all and never lays down like that, but she did it last night and it meant so much to me. I rocked her in her room for a few minutes and let out my tears over my baby growing up and then put her to bed.<br /><br />Emi has taught me so much in the last year and I am so grateful to have been blessed to have her in our family. She brings so much joy, laughter and light into our lives, it's hard to remember what it was like before she was around. I hope she knows how much I love her and I hope she feels special today!<br /><br />This is a collage I made of her first year starting with her newborn picture and then a picture of her each month with her 1 year in the middle.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4gA7P-v6BI/AAAAAAAABk8/lKBGAZyVDrk/s1600-h/emi+first+year+white.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4gA7P-v6BI/AAAAAAAABk8/lKBGAZyVDrk/s400/emi+first+year+white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442601167579244562" border="0" /></a>I can't believe how much she has grown! She is still so petite though. Her stats at 1 year are:<br />height: 27 inches...5 percentile<br />weight: 16 pounds 5 ounces...1 percentile<br />head: 43.9 centimeters...20 percentile<br /><br />I love you Emi...happy birthday baby!allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-87221058894801126562010-02-22T21:06:00.010-07:002010-02-22T21:23:49.909-07:001 year photo shootAdam played my lovely assistant on Saturday so I could do Emi's 1 year photo shoot. I forgot how hard 1 year olds can be to shoot. All she wanted to do was crawl everywhere and for the most part she wanted nothing to do with her hat or the picture frame I brought. I thought it was going to be a disaster but we ended up getting some pretty great shots. I can't get over how cute she is and the fact that she's turning 1 on Friday. Where has the time gone? She is turning into such a big girl but I love it. She is the most fun ever right now and she makes me happy every day!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NXdLEJW1I/AAAAAAAABkw/1eLucGE2z00/s1600-h/0425+cropped+boost+vignette.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NXdLEJW1I/AAAAAAAABkw/1eLucGE2z00/s400/0425+cropped+boost+vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441288933491694418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NXOiIwVSI/AAAAAAAABko/kQwWLI067LI/s1600-h/0447+boost+vignette.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NXOiIwVSI/AAAAAAAABko/kQwWLI067LI/s400/0447+boost+vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441288681987003682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp5OB5xYAOHGZQ6MiG5avQqveE4AT5-gBJQZgssVrWxiZwIFvkNawIobBGcPb-2s0ACpC1_egBlU1MktapCXOo0gDR5Kjphne96DEE-18h1CGWB5JhtpnZhG6FI0Knlt7ERwFci3CXES8d/s1600-h/0508+boost+vignette.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NWgdovl7I/AAAAAAAABkQ/BH_e1nmxz7Y/s400/0526+boost+vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441287890505013170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NWUce3JYI/AAAAAAAABkI/S-dzHvT_P9U/s1600-h/0542+boost+vignette.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S4NWUce3JYI/AAAAAAAABkI/S-dzHvT_P9U/s400/0542+boost+vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441287684036699522" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQX6vIJI8QnyAInJUDPdoSpw-3IalIdxDluWgT9Ji7XMTRXWVNzClt0Bi0Jy-goIgEfOusDtiPLi73i8UzNtrxcjH9z5TtQjnpxh_uYh1uZsqFdDMWu0yRAegLIkK1RyaC4qU-lusp4Is/s1600-h/0545+boost+vignette.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQX6vIJI8QnyAInJUDPdoSpw-3IalIdxDluWgT9Ji7XMTRXWVNzClt0Bi0Jy-goIgEfOusDtiPLi73i8UzNtrxcjH9z5TtQjnpxh_uYh1uZsqFdDMWu0yRAegLIkK1RyaC4qU-lusp4Is/s400/0545+boost+vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441287492253311346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCW2fBV09SfYXtnnqrskvSw3WsbPvKRwu0p2wbbrROoorP1DFPU6nViBiqz_-lrpBGK_Zf43CyG8kU3ZCpWm78WIyge0dCYD10mYRWp_A9HyR6bCdiLBVw8wVOdfVCRLN9BcNL94UX5sk/s1600-h/0548+boost+vignette+mascara.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjCW2fBV09SfYXtnnqrskvSw3WsbPvKRwu0p2wbbrROoorP1DFPU6nViBiqz_-lrpBGK_Zf43CyG8kU3ZCpWm78WIyge0dCYD10mYRWp_A9HyR6bCdiLBVw8wVOdfVCRLN9BcNL94UX5sk/s400/0548+boost+vignette+mascara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441287311278533506" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-72560669099692451562010-02-19T16:10:00.003-07:002010-02-19T16:18:47.177-07:00cute little trouble maker<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S38bW_200nI/AAAAAAAABjw/va-i4zBO8YQ/s1600-h/DSC_0417.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S38bW_200nI/AAAAAAAABjw/va-i4zBO8YQ/s320/DSC_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440096956799308402" border="0" /></a>This little monkey is into everything these days. The picture above is her favorite thing to do whenever we're up in my room. She races for the closet and pulls all of my shoes off the shelf. I guess she loves shoes already...what can I say?<br /><br />This next one was just today. I was on the couch on my computer and she was on the other side of the coffee table "playing." I was thinking how great she was playing and entertaining herself. When I stood up, this is what I saw. I just had to laugh, she was so proud of herself and the little pile she had made. She gave me a big huge grin.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S38bBwk5btI/AAAAAAAABjo/DSSwYZOI9Nk/s1600-h/DSC_0424.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S38bBwk5btI/AAAAAAAABjo/DSSwYZOI9Nk/s320/DSC_0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440096591920328402" border="0" /></a>caught in the act<br /></div>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-2783849834672287912010-02-15T19:51:00.028-07:002010-02-16T22:38:54.117-07:00sunny st. georgeWe had a fantastic President's Day weekend in sunny St. George. I don't think I saw a single cloud while we were there--the weather was perfect. We had a blast visiting with my cousins, swimming, hiking around the red rocks, shopping and eating. It always goes by way too fast and we are already looking forward to next year. Here are some pictures of our fun.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Emi sporting her funky orange sunglasses<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t8DeivS0I/AAAAAAAABjQ/toILXStREi0/s1600-h/DSC_0341.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t8DeivS0I/AAAAAAAABjQ/toILXStREi0/s320/DSC_0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439077374160227138" border="0" /></a><br />The guys thought it would be fun to buy remote control cars and drive them off the cliffs. The kids loved it too. Here is Adam with his car.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyt8u76barUnYPMKcMu75AVkgj4rnEll0Ca7RdEHkzO-c1PvKgJRbOsQY8g13C6yL39XhsE3DZjDHvV1klYO3ku9WdMToslFmeF5WXT2uTmOEFulssvIQ5gxev74ShdDeH1HmAbaCwWiO/s1600-h/DSC_0354.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRyt8u76barUnYPMKcMu75AVkgj4rnEll0Ca7RdEHkzO-c1PvKgJRbOsQY8g13C6yL39XhsE3DZjDHvV1klYO3ku9WdMToslFmeF5WXT2uTmOEFulssvIQ5gxev74ShdDeH1HmAbaCwWiO/s320/DSC_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439077043753028194" border="0" /></a><br />To finally kill the cars when they were done they climbed all the way to the top and drove them off<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t7Tssa6lI/AAAAAAAABjA/8ULrFH6RyMM/s1600-h/DSC_0356.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t7Tssa6lI/AAAAAAAABjA/8ULrFH6RyMM/s320/DSC_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439076553325210194" border="0" /></a><br />cute Mia and her mom, my cousin Kristi<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOkBiDZ6X_gIF-8i6ioGREavQEtv4NtbKYUWzE_kfZNecBkttOPTbO44-GWn0NFshlhP67FCnNrOkFq0l9GioyMIYL66jbdEo5Ev1mslJgANZ5cPUu7Uig_ITmarEhvDTUM7KTe4xTTReu/s1600-h/DSC_0357.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOkBiDZ6X_gIF-8i6ioGREavQEtv4NtbKYUWzE_kfZNecBkttOPTbO44-GWn0NFshlhP67FCnNrOkFq0l9GioyMIYL66jbdEo5Ev1mslJgANZ5cPUu7Uig_ITmarEhvDTUM7KTe4xTTReu/s320/DSC_0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439076126893783602" border="0" /></a>me and Emi at dinner at the Mongolian grill--she pigged out on rice--the girl loves to eat--and yes, we were <span style="font-style: italic;">those</span> parents who took their kid out to dinner in her pajamas<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierPB0Jo-L0pKkPHuKWTleIAQKrDaz_T0mNnAzofsaGoZOEeKldW3KiAwnCcU5a6GSBbPZ_dO1VZQVb_yQc1tJ7mfDGT4HJt9VTEbqqIsk7i2dLsCRNB0K0yv74mRNDq8yv9oVMGGsCDZX/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBVkrjoYL3-rbV6faRSjku_Q5UeGx30MsWJwR2FvSqeEUbcKsZPV6i09ohj9aYGP06AnYmW9TKkJ4xWi4pG__Jrgmx3K3vZu3weQq85fv0eIY7RJ_sOfPP4V8lXCWmhsBrEr2qYmHMXqyd/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439074908960225714" border="0" /></a><br />we took her swimming and I was anxious to see if she would like it or not--she loved it last time but that was 6 months ago--but I was happy to see that she still loved it--and she looked so stinking cute in her swimming suit<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsnVoylqUsaKs8pZ5o4iW8zS6sUxotgX-JBDRCTeNC3bTsZ_Jpg6OBCgsxNvSGkaG8U_lIX2SHnpUgPB8_87wVjrYz65PmAcF_OeIBsONb5LjnvW5l86X2D44ecs1pVAysKZi0P4ZUCICi/s1600-h/DSC_0358.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsnVoylqUsaKs8pZ5o4iW8zS6sUxotgX-JBDRCTeNC3bTsZ_Jpg6OBCgsxNvSGkaG8U_lIX2SHnpUgPB8_87wVjrYz65PmAcF_OeIBsONb5LjnvW5l86X2D44ecs1pVAysKZi0P4ZUCICi/s320/DSC_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439074391190628082" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t4ZMEeMUI/AAAAAAAABiQ/V0PKfk2sj_s/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t4ZMEeMUI/AAAAAAAABiQ/V0PKfk2sj_s/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439073349112049986" border="0" /></a><br />even little Sophie took a quick dip--she wasn't sure about it at first but seemed to like it after a few minutes<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t4I6pERpI/AAAAAAAABiI/vPHkI6u2nMk/s1600-h/DSC_0085.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t4I6pERpI/AAAAAAAABiI/vPHkI6u2nMk/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439073069555795602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t34yNXRTI/AAAAAAAABiA/IcKQ-6DzyPw/s1600-h/DSC_0363.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t34yNXRTI/AAAAAAAABiA/IcKQ-6DzyPw/s320/DSC_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439072792414209330" border="0" /></a><br />little Soph flashing a peace sign<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t3hEn6Q8I/AAAAAAAABh4/Xlx4jBQVITw/s1600-h/DSC_0364.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t3hEn6Q8I/AAAAAAAABh4/Xlx4jBQVITw/s320/DSC_0364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439072385040532418" border="0" /></a><br />who knew you could look so cute drying off?!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUJArj3g_JFvPOioE-5krL8VXS4rs4-4fNOY9SQukw5EFlaQRnmSK4dTGn6Cmb0E9lcHE5gXdNooLZgcDj-X57iywki1RbwPQ8-PYrGbliQive5zJ5qMWhvEWm_7eYyMDLAsTCe9vNZRwB/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUJArj3g_JFvPOioE-5krL8VXS4rs4-4fNOY9SQukw5EFlaQRnmSK4dTGn6Cmb0E9lcHE5gXdNooLZgcDj-X57iywki1RbwPQ8-PYrGbliQive5zJ5qMWhvEWm_7eYyMDLAsTCe9vNZRwB/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439071887065706354" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t2jJ2t0_I/AAAAAAAABho/MaTwsPvQBYI/s1600-h/DSC_0362.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3t2jJ2t0_I/AAAAAAAABho/MaTwsPvQBYI/s320/DSC_0362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439071321292919794" border="0" /></a><br />the little chick on Valentine's Day<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU9aT2TQuAAI8rHrnLK-Ob7rdihnZpGn6GEhFQ07lUTEaN7w_toW3SU3rXIpggxTtBldEi69_2nLwYRHPLdyKz07IOgAcvmEOrzZUN2skWUK8fPN-aAyX0rqKvyroTAkoI77mkzNayGmFY/s1600-h/DSC_0370.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU9aT2TQuAAI8rHrnLK-Ob7rdihnZpGn6GEhFQ07lUTEaN7w_toW3SU3rXIpggxTtBldEi69_2nLwYRHPLdyKz07IOgAcvmEOrzZUN2skWUK8fPN-aAyX0rqKvyroTAkoI77mkzNayGmFY/s320/DSC_0370.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438676920504791986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbKkLE2-O3Bm8CgOTU_C2ea3zPe44Oz90G7k5HA4AMDHU1CD2EmKr1Udd97HaExWKAH7hdlzPESnXZQZVE_eSLNNlbB-abSG50lPcGOIIYghtHlPYSl5HOGl4h7FEWTZHR-XFpE-OLcOZ2/s1600-h/DSC_0366.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbKkLE2-O3Bm8CgOTU_C2ea3zPe44Oz90G7k5HA4AMDHU1CD2EmKr1Udd97HaExWKAH7hdlzPESnXZQZVE_eSLNNlbB-abSG50lPcGOIIYghtHlPYSl5HOGl4h7FEWTZHR-XFpE-OLcOZ2/s320/DSC_0366.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438676693582008530" border="0" /></a><br />and here is me on Valentine's Day--I was so excited to get these beautiful flowers from my Valentine!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8uulFc6q5EjITbdUcW34SDPz6ABnuDXbOH5rhbKFiIZCvTZsBmhlNmUknq1fDqhRcRGzWkEsVwjGm7BBkjq07IYp5YcPa8pRooCTtlY-Eh7oadf4bPSLLAFU2iawIaAp6gt_2kbnvOl1N/s1600-h/DSC_0384.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8uulFc6q5EjITbdUcW34SDPz6ABnuDXbOH5rhbKFiIZCvTZsBmhlNmUknq1fDqhRcRGzWkEsVwjGm7BBkjq07IYp5YcPa8pRooCTtlY-Eh7oadf4bPSLLAFU2iawIaAp6gt_2kbnvOl1N/s320/DSC_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439082047562150498" border="0" /></a><br />we went to the park and it drove her nuts she got bark stuck to her hands<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJieOV69C-6shsPUEmgB0iF66M_gx9FpSgmPFp8PBc9HCt2tliJA5sb2G_vPXumW40X-uIYthZVZ3IkTXCQ_m4IdqP2TX0oA-lA2ITUd0tu-2pYxD8bDUUw7rmnft7ObJtEyA-jEmTtbOX/s1600-h/DSC_0414.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJieOV69C-6shsPUEmgB0iF66M_gx9FpSgmPFp8PBc9HCt2tliJA5sb2G_vPXumW40X-uIYthZVZ3IkTXCQ_m4IdqP2TX0oA-lA2ITUd0tu-2pYxD8bDUUw7rmnft7ObJtEyA-jEmTtbOX/s320/DSC_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438676256082494306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oO5LyEMOI/AAAAAAAABhI/RmD4K2RQ8ik/s1600-h/DSC_0411.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oO5LyEMOI/AAAAAAAABhI/RmD4K2RQ8ik/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438675875581407458" border="0" /></a><br />getting ready to go down the slide with Daddy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oOZLfYn5I/AAAAAAAABhA/jjaAiNT7QJQ/s1600-h/DSC_0406.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oOZLfYn5I/AAAAAAAABhA/jjaAiNT7QJQ/s320/DSC_0406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438675325747240850" border="0" /></a><br />sliding with Mommy<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0u11TbyZEwq-r_BuFtuPStlyCKDLJrnSY8pkTtJzB5A5Vy_lU3uhfiWFc20ow5LA7d4ehuvztP241_Q4uH-GEQD_jUvNbJlvtj-fT1EDkAkgBgQX_kGeMhHHUGX4v9EBGHdEddJHhL6CT/s1600-h/DSC_0403.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0u11TbyZEwq-r_BuFtuPStlyCKDLJrnSY8pkTtJzB5A5Vy_lU3uhfiWFc20ow5LA7d4ehuvztP241_Q4uH-GEQD_jUvNbJlvtj-fT1EDkAkgBgQX_kGeMhHHUGX4v9EBGHdEddJHhL6CT/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438674844284844258" border="0" /></a><br />first time on the swings--she wasn't sure about it<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oNBi1C-ZI/AAAAAAAABgw/Eu8lWtYDTDw/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3oNBi1C-ZI/AAAAAAAABgw/Eu8lWtYDTDw/s320/DSC_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438673820183624082" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZtns8TSacDCPg4HW7Ccg6ZgtVBM1JNvusqzUdbqFbNV2zPSil0CY0AE0iuEybxFeKYVxfZgdijmOUS4v-QTbzg6XF57zFE141yLE6SuUpCoKkV5mCuR1MUDxeC9FqZu_rj31Yyn86hL-/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZtns8TSacDCPg4HW7Ccg6ZgtVBM1JNvusqzUdbqFbNV2zPSil0CY0AE0iuEybxFeKYVxfZgdijmOUS4v-QTbzg6XF57zFE141yLE6SuUpCoKkV5mCuR1MUDxeC9FqZu_rj31Yyn86hL-/s320/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439077695801423314" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-30199119125280950612010-02-08T22:12:00.003-07:002010-02-08T22:21:39.144-07:00Just some new cute pictures of the little chick. She is getting so big. I can't believe she is almost a year old!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5F8di2hHIJshAl71AwDBxTqrB_5ZHWrt_RVrd4JHD9yQLEGksLeYXbDUy-UYRfG9BZbwL7laS8rLmf7m8hQFAXiNnXjCVSBedl7JvAyFNeNBtKFReCffX4fn9p-e56szr7I1SqK-pLuf5/s1600-h/emi+sweetheart.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5F8di2hHIJshAl71AwDBxTqrB_5ZHWrt_RVrd4JHD9yQLEGksLeYXbDUy-UYRfG9BZbwL7laS8rLmf7m8hQFAXiNnXjCVSBedl7JvAyFNeNBtKFReCffX4fn9p-e56szr7I1SqK-pLuf5/s400/emi+sweetheart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436108697333575938" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDvraKzKTRjzMT9yCSrXUjGuKiyl43Yw4tNnXVBwCYyHCOgjqmg4LkXKe53i81ETWlVr7G-qO6SezrFlRRhakemXnsjxqbgiksSHbZzsEmgXu4Vuylhpyw9CLVqpA2ZyrrjFmrthcd8dQ/s1600-h/emi+sucker.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDvraKzKTRjzMT9yCSrXUjGuKiyl43Yw4tNnXVBwCYyHCOgjqmg4LkXKe53i81ETWlVr7G-qO6SezrFlRRhakemXnsjxqbgiksSHbZzsEmgXu4Vuylhpyw9CLVqpA2ZyrrjFmrthcd8dQ/s400/emi+sucker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436108008184839874" border="0" /></a>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-84658835326570675962010-02-08T20:40:00.005-07:002010-02-08T20:47:32.500-07:00welcomeWelcome to the family little one. I love you already!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3DZ51iGRRI/AAAAAAAABgI/7USTFZHRQuo/s1600-h/macbook+pro" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7u_VGBuIFg0/S3DZ51iGRRI/AAAAAAAABgI/7USTFZHRQuo/s400/macbook+pro" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436084337882055954" /></a>Thanks to a wonderful tax return I am now the proud owner of a new macbook pro. Now I can stop whining and complaining every time I want to do something on the computer. This little thing really is glorious!allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1090429023318741113.post-31743381585441610522010-02-03T14:26:00.003-07:002010-02-03T14:29:47.144-07:00sweet dispositionLoving this right now. I desperately needed some new music and just got this album. This song was also on the [500] Days of Summer soundtrack. I love it. Enjoy.<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3b9E1p9uOA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m3b9E1p9uOA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>allisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05724156577789828112noreply@blogger.com1