tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65812839840682674602024-03-12T15:57:35.884-07:00Waldron Family...Yep, they are all mine!Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-80991902217519580162012-10-30T16:06:00.000-07:002015-02-02T16:14:17.262-08:00GOOOOAAAALLL!!!<br />
The end of the soccer season for 2012 was a success. Maxwell is currently playing for the Ranger acadamy and his team won the tournament. In his U8 age group there are 4 teams. They practice as a team a couple of days a week and then they play games against the other teams in his age group. As he gets older his team will start playing against other club teams but for now they are still learning and developing their skills. They played super in the finals this week and took home the trophy. He is learning and growing so much and has truly developed a love for the game, just like his Daddy!
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Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-7909911126708125972011-10-25T10:45:00.000-07:002011-10-25T11:08:45.510-07:00Bobble head boyGraham will be 3 months old in two days. It goes so fast yet seems like so long ago that he was born. He is getting so big and really interactive. He is so smiley and happy. He's kind of quiet like Kylynne was. He doesn't really babble or coo yet but we have gotten him to laugh a few times and it is so darling!<br />We call him the bobble head boy because he loves to sit up as much as he can but isn't strong enough to hold his head straight up all the time. He'll be doing really well and then start to wobble and bob his head. The kids think it's so funny! He loves to sit in his bumbo seat that Grammy gave us and loves all the attention he gets. When he's not getting enough attention he is sure to let us know.<br />He is sleeping through the night and has been since he was 1 month old. I thought for sure it wouldn't last but so far he is still doing great. We'll see if things change as he starts teething which he may be soon. Maxwell cut his first two teeth at 3 months old (the day we blessed him) and Graham is starting to get really drooly and chews on his fist constantly, so we'll see.<br />We sure love this litte dude and are so happy he is in our family!!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2WiRTC3v-g/Tqb2RohfY1I/AAAAAAAABa8/VBbwkrqeqdQ/s1600/335.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667487963888444242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2WiRTC3v-g/Tqb2RohfY1I/AAAAAAAABa8/VBbwkrqeqdQ/s400/335.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmxWhgeXWp0/Tqb2ReVHSKI/AAAAAAAABa0/q5TQkNpByXU/s1600/314.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667487961152178338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmxWhgeXWp0/Tqb2ReVHSKI/AAAAAAAABa0/q5TQkNpByXU/s400/314.JPG" /></a> I had to include this picture because this is classic Graham. He always has his eyes open wide observing his older brother and sisters and this is usually when his head starts to bobble.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Re7Tk_ppUh4/Tqb2RMh5peI/AAAAAAAABao/cfWPt8o5fss/s1600/293.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667487956373972450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Re7Tk_ppUh4/Tqb2RMh5peI/AAAAAAAABao/cfWPt8o5fss/s400/293.JPG" /></a><br />This next picture just shows how much attention he gets. The kids are constantly smothering him with hugs and kisses (not to mention Mom and Dad). Kylynne loves to get in his face and say "Hi" in the most high pitched voice, which scares him half the time. We are LOVING having another boy. Maxwell can hardly stand waiting for him to be old enough to play with. Love our little Graham the Man!!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5B3_GER5N9E/Tqb5lxWmOqI/AAAAAAAABbM/8jaTBYfMtrE/s1600/336.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667491608390941346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5B3_GER5N9E/Tqb5lxWmOqI/AAAAAAAABbM/8jaTBYfMtrE/s400/336.JPG" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-28630095683281035482011-10-18T21:45:00.000-07:002011-10-18T22:24:06.392-07:00Toothless Twins<div align="center">Mia and Eva have both lost their two front bottom teeth. Mia lost hers and then within a couple of weeks Eva lost hers. Love this picture, they are both missing the same tooth :)<br /></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LY8dd6iF1bg/Tp5XvmAA6bI/AAAAAAAABaA/N1uKeM62xoc/s1600/256.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665061856444737970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LY8dd6iF1bg/Tp5XvmAA6bI/AAAAAAAABaA/N1uKeM62xoc/s400/256.JPG" /></a><br />Eva lost her first tooth at Maxwells soccer game. She was eating pirates booty and felt something hard in her mouth so she spit it out and it was her tooth. I gave her a ziploc bag to put it in but she kept taking it out to look at it and accidently dropped it in the grass. We looked and looked but couldn't find it. She was so upset about losing it so we decided to write the tooth fairy a note so she would know where to find it... and what do you know, the tooth fairy did find it and left Eva a dollar. She was SO excited!! </p><br /><p align="center"><br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IfWGpfMElYE/Tp5YjjNd7UI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Rkj8ncv9Cnc/s1600/545.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665062749049056578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IfWGpfMElYE/Tp5YjjNd7UI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Rkj8ncv9Cnc/s400/545.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"></a><br />Eva<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0EQfkTsPSNM/Tp5XvS3vyPI/AAAAAAAABZs/SVqPgvY9fLs/s1600/078.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665061851309787378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0EQfkTsPSNM/Tp5XvS3vyPI/AAAAAAAABZs/SVqPgvY9fLs/s400/078.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"></a><br />Mia<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3qhD2-WWSc/Tp5cSrxW1fI/AAAAAAAABac/KrbWLOHilh0/s1600/860.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665066857335805426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3qhD2-WWSc/Tp5cSrxW1fI/AAAAAAAABac/KrbWLOHilh0/s400/860.JPG" /></a><br />Love my sweet girls!!!!Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-502608076297437672011-10-07T11:04:00.000-07:002011-10-07T12:12:00.979-07:00Oceanside 2011Every year in September for the last 5 years we have taken a family trip to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Oceanside</span>. It's become our family tradition and it is so much fun. Get ready for a marathon of pictures. I have a couple hundred pictures from the trip and tried to put mostly my favorites but there are so many cute ones.<br />To start our trip we headed to Newport beach and took a ride on this fun beach cruiser. Everyone was staring at us. I'm sure seeing all these little kiddo's crammed on this little car with Casey and I must have been a sight. The 3 girls in the front were giggling and laughing the whole time and then Casey, Maxwell, Graham and I were in the back. I wore Graham in the baby carrier and Casey and I peddled. We had lunch at the super delicious pizza place <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bj's</span>... Um, can I just say <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">pazooki</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">yummmm</span>!!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yY2K55NWlyQ/To9DIHOO8QI/AAAAAAAABZE/GpZ020uyjc8/s1600/333.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660817063284764930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yY2K55NWlyQ/To9DIHOO8QI/AAAAAAAABZE/GpZ020uyjc8/s400/333.JPG" /></a><br />After the bike ride we had to get treats at the taffy shop behind the bike rental. If you're ever in Newport beach and are looking for a place to rent bikes Balboa bikes was the best price and the owner gave all the kiddo's candy for free and let us take as much time as we wanted on the cruiser.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXHITn4nBuE/To9DIDUmyeI/AAAAAAAABY8/7RbekhWQoL8/s1600/360.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660817062237751778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXHITn4nBuE/To9DIDUmyeI/AAAAAAAABY8/7RbekhWQoL8/s400/360.JPG" /></a><br />We happened to be there over Labor day this time and so most of Casey's family came down to Oceanside and hung out with us. We played at the beach and pool and had a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">bbq</span> that night for dinner. We miss being close to the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Waldron</span> clan and were so happy they came down to spend time with us.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />Uncle Brandon and sweet little Lola<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_YbUU8utmc/To9CqgwF7nI/AAAAAAAABY0/1sUZrPZ_uR8/s1600/437.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660816554741591666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_YbUU8utmc/To9CqgwF7nI/AAAAAAAABY0/1sUZrPZ_uR8/s400/437.JPG" /></a><br />Maxwell and Cousin William looking at the sand crabs they caught<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjPZrB396os/To9CqVIMbgI/AAAAAAAABYs/55nc--A_Fuc/s1600/392.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660816551621455362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hjPZrB396os/To9CqVIMbgI/AAAAAAAABYs/55nc--A_Fuc/s400/392.JPG" /></a><br />Silly cousin William<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYEZXVlkH0A/To9CqFHQu8I/AAAAAAAABYk/WfC7pc4Dor8/s1600/415.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660816547322575810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LYEZXVlkH0A/To9CqFHQu8I/AAAAAAAABYk/WfC7pc4Dor8/s400/415.JPG" /></a><br />Lunch time... it was really cold on labor day, we even got a little rain.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIVbOSjlTRo/To9Cp3RJ1iI/AAAAAAAABYc/m7CdHhFVsK4/s1600/419.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660816543605970466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIVbOSjlTRo/To9Cp3RJ1iI/AAAAAAAABYc/m7CdHhFVsK4/s400/419.JPG" /></a><br />Uncle <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Brian</span> knows how to put these boys in their place<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtwst4Zhmb0/To9Cpqxt2rI/AAAAAAAABYU/XbF5DSVRWZQ/s1600/427.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660816540252887730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gtwst4Zhmb0/To9Cpqxt2rI/AAAAAAAABYU/XbF5DSVRWZQ/s400/427.JPG" /></a><br />Auntie Jackie and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kylynne</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JUJMOv9eiXU/To9CA8NtJPI/AAAAAAAABYM/YTfx0kX01gM/s1600/432.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815840559047922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JUJMOv9eiXU/To9CA8NtJPI/AAAAAAAABYM/YTfx0kX01gM/s400/432.JPG" /></a><br />Mia<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYCHD109vIU/To9CAr5_OkI/AAAAAAAABYE/vvM_jg0WGeU/s1600/433.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815836181379650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zYCHD109vIU/To9CAr5_OkI/AAAAAAAABYE/vvM_jg0WGeU/s400/433.JPG" /></a><br />Cousin Karen<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkJUkXxD9II/To9CAdzDh3I/AAAAAAAABX8/3IST0LyzfDY/s1600/434.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815832394205042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkJUkXxD9II/To9CAdzDh3I/AAAAAAAABX8/3IST0LyzfDY/s400/434.JPG" /></a><br />Love this!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LU3CMEZfIs/To9B_7Mr-oI/AAAAAAAABX0/1a2iJGfvXK4/s1600/535.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815823106472578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_LU3CMEZfIs/To9B_7Mr-oI/AAAAAAAABX0/1a2iJGfvXK4/s400/535.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lrpn-McxZPM/To9Oh0pGbPI/AAAAAAAABZk/DRNgv_-xZvs/s1600/533.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lrpn-McxZPM/To9Oh0pGbPI/AAAAAAAABZk/DRNgv_-xZvs/s400/533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829599601683698" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KDKlvvC9uM/To9Ohp9j0DI/AAAAAAAABZc/fAtIiEtITQw/s1600/521.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KDKlvvC9uM/To9Ohp9j0DI/AAAAAAAABZc/fAtIiEtITQw/s400/521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829596734705714" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxCJ3MPRF84/To9Ohf6rI8I/AAAAAAAABZU/75TebERu0Fk/s1600/485.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxCJ3MPRF84/To9Ohf6rI8I/AAAAAAAABZU/75TebERu0Fk/s400/485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829594038248386" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4Lhd2AxvNc/To9OhNMk7UI/AAAAAAAABZM/VBTCpPoficA/s1600/519.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4Lhd2AxvNc/To9OhNMk7UI/AAAAAAAABZM/VBTCpPoficA/s400/519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660829589013065026" /></a><br /><br />coming back from the pool<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8AOmB6PIKc/To9B_tkn8cI/AAAAAAAABXs/7NZHDezfb4U/s1600/566.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815819448775106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8AOmB6PIKc/To9B_tkn8cI/AAAAAAAABXs/7NZHDezfb4U/s400/566.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tD9GceVyX0E/To9BXGCHZHI/AAAAAAAABXk/Z0mTF1qi8sM/s1600/560.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815121640285298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tD9GceVyX0E/To9BXGCHZHI/AAAAAAAABXk/Z0mTF1qi8sM/s400/560.JPG" /></a><br />We spent a day at Sea World this year. It was a lot of fun up until all the power in southern California went out. The power went out just as the Dolphin show was starting so we didn't get to see that or the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Shamu</span> show. Luckily they gave us passes to come back another day so we're hoping to go back in December when we're there for Jeff and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Karlas</span> wedding. The best part about the whole Sea World day was when they realized the power wasn't coming back on anytime soon they started handing out ice cream and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">popsicles</span> from each of the little ice cream stands. We all ate our weight in ice cream that day and were we ever sick!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvWcWRYneSE/To9BW0dOoJI/AAAAAAAABXc/h_4h61z_-Q8/s1600/595_crop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815116922167442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvWcWRYneSE/To9BW0dOoJI/AAAAAAAABXc/h_4h61z_-Q8/s400/595_crop.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxa5z2v1Wfw/To9BWqB6IwI/AAAAAAAABXU/weTwjNk_hRA/s1600/672.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815114123223810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wxa5z2v1Wfw/To9BWqB6IwI/AAAAAAAABXU/weTwjNk_hRA/s400/672.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3Mn4pIqkGA/To9BWeiaqwI/AAAAAAAABXM/gddK7PS2WEU/s1600/690_crop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815111038348034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3Mn4pIqkGA/To9BWeiaqwI/AAAAAAAABXM/gddK7PS2WEU/s400/690_crop.jpg" /></a><br />Cutest face ever!! She was so sad that she couldn't go on the rides because she's not tall enough<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFCKhOiTRDY/To9BWI3-YGI/AAAAAAAABXE/1HRSm-iC4R4/s1600/624.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660815105223188578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFCKhOiTRDY/To9BWI3-YGI/AAAAAAAABXE/1HRSm-iC4R4/s400/624.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKFtOmMs5eU/To9AxEUpZHI/AAAAAAAABW8/nUAUd8XCeic/s1600/613.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660814468346111090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKFtOmMs5eU/To9AxEUpZHI/AAAAAAAABW8/nUAUd8XCeic/s400/613.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tU24YFHxOE/To9Awo0uEbI/AAAAAAAABW0/_IsKcZ8Lh0Q/s1600/706.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660814460964442546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0tU24YFHxOE/To9Awo0uEbI/AAAAAAAABW0/_IsKcZ8Lh0Q/s400/706.JPG" /></a> More time at the beach<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-os9MQXBH38c/To9AwUCzo4I/AAAAAAAABWs/zEmjzMADjXo/s1600/723.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660814455386383234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-os9MQXBH38c/To9AwUCzo4I/AAAAAAAABWs/zEmjzMADjXo/s400/723.JPG" /></a> Eva<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUMWulLGxHo/To9AwT6rXEI/AAAAAAAABWk/4JUTm2SuTzg/s1600/716_crop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660814455352286274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iUMWulLGxHo/To9AwT6rXEI/AAAAAAAABWk/4JUTm2SuTzg/s400/716_crop.jpg" /></a>Mia<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Gv5_eSErMw/To9AwHXYdHI/AAAAAAAABWc/7IM47VslKaI/s1600/719.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660814451983021170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Gv5_eSErMw/To9AwHXYdHI/AAAAAAAABWc/7IM47VslKaI/s400/719.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAFQ1czl6Xs/To9AIVlfcDI/AAAAAAAABWU/0GDjtC2mKKM/s1600/730.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660813768605528114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aAFQ1czl6Xs/To9AIVlfcDI/AAAAAAAABWU/0GDjtC2mKKM/s400/730.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHJhLY0rMSY/To9AIG38plI/AAAAAAAABWM/XMSFaB54H00/s1600/752.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660813764656408146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHJhLY0rMSY/To9AIG38plI/AAAAAAAABWM/XMSFaB54H00/s400/752.JPG" /></a><br />and of course the boys had to get in their traditional baseball game on the beach<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqgli7NXK58/To9AHqKcuVI/AAAAAAAABWE/5mslswEC5m8/s1600/762.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660813756949379410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqgli7NXK58/To9AHqKcuVI/AAAAAAAABWE/5mslswEC5m8/s400/762.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_5wfZSo1Bs/To9AHe8jA7I/AAAAAAAABV8/_HLrwbyK5wo/s1600/764.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660813753938281394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_5wfZSo1Bs/To9AHe8jA7I/AAAAAAAABV8/_HLrwbyK5wo/s400/764.JPG" /></a> Another thing we do every year is end the week with a delicious home cooked meal. We always get a bunch of crab legs and bottled orange cream, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">rootbeer</span> and cream soda to drink and the kids love that they get their own bottle. Eva's the only one that doesn't like crab legs so Casey made some yummy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">bbq</span> chicken for her then we sliced up some watermelon made some rice and corn on the cob... Yum!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyEO1dEIOBo/To9AG-FLFsI/AAAAAAAABV0/Kt-NJY54huU/s1600/793.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660813745116092098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyEO1dEIOBo/To9AG-FLFsI/AAAAAAAABV0/Kt-NJY54huU/s400/793.JPG" /></a> It's always so much fun and always goes so fast. This year was a little more chilly than the last couple of years but it was still super fun! We hope that this tradition will last through the years and that it's something we can always look forward to doing as a family.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-48573103252604622522011-10-07T10:47:00.001-07:002011-10-07T11:04:26.494-07:00First Day of SchoolMaxwell started a week earlier than the girls did. I don't know why they have the kindergarteners start later but it was really frustrating for the girls because they were so ready for school to start. They would ask me everyday after Maxwell started when they were going to go to school. We have the girls in seperate classes and it has been so good for them. I am excited to see how they will grow as individuals as they spend time apart and build their self confidence and identy as a person and not just as a twin. <br />They all have really great teachers and are doing really well. We just had our first parent teacher conference for the year and it's awesome to see how much they have learned in such a short amount of time. They have all grown so much this year... where does the time go!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpPoUIpLuN8/To88h87weRI/AAAAAAAABVs/Vs8Grb8rX0w/s1600/275.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809810618120466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tpPoUIpLuN8/To88h87weRI/AAAAAAAABVs/Vs8Grb8rX0w/s400/275.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPR4omItyi8/To88hoP2dNI/AAAAAAAABVk/0a2DYGlpuMo/s1600/274.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809805065254098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tPR4omItyi8/To88hoP2dNI/AAAAAAAABVk/0a2DYGlpuMo/s400/274.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vT6GcdgqKk/To88hbcv4FI/AAAAAAAABVc/z58ti8lvnlI/s1600/270.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809801629687890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5vT6GcdgqKk/To88hbcv4FI/AAAAAAAABVc/z58ti8lvnlI/s400/270.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q48NEs01Bhw/To88Eoj_61I/AAAAAAAABVU/PrW2n-NEckk/s1600/208.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809306933554002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q48NEs01Bhw/To88Eoj_61I/AAAAAAAABVU/PrW2n-NEckk/s400/208.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrJ_4vHxh2A/To88EbATniI/AAAAAAAABVM/fCaF35DOl9g/s1600/207.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809303294189090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrJ_4vHxh2A/To88EbATniI/AAAAAAAABVM/fCaF35DOl9g/s400/207.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQE8H-Zd-Ik/To88EGgHCmI/AAAAAAAABVE/IWxzZ1FaooQ/s1600/203.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809297790437986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQE8H-Zd-Ik/To88EGgHCmI/AAAAAAAABVE/IWxzZ1FaooQ/s400/203.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uc1GJmTlYwU/To88D5O4jlI/AAAAAAAABU0/A3cli9ayaH0/s1600/268.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660809294228524626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uc1GJmTlYwU/To88D5O4jlI/AAAAAAAABU0/A3cli9ayaH0/s400/268.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-14391193249952266892011-10-04T22:37:00.000-07:002011-10-05T19:42:24.772-07:00Waldron Family ReunionEvery August on the 1st Saturday of the Month we have our annual Fred and Ruby Waldron family reunion (my father-in-law and his siblings). This year the reunion was held in St. George and because it was so close Casey convinced me to go even though I was only 10 days post partum and had a bad case of mastitis. It was a lot of fun and I'm glad we went. This year they did a really fun pirate them complete with pirate paraphernalia and activities. We stayed in the same house we stayed at when we had our siblings retreat in June and it was really fun to be with Casey's family. The cousins all had a great time playing while the adults visited.<br /><br />Each Waldron sibling and their offspring were responsible for putting together a family t-shirt so that everyone knew who belonged to who. They Floyd Waldron family had the best shirt there(of course) :)<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br />10 day old baby Graham... Does the face on his shirt look familiar?? ....Grandpa Floyd</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii1pFg_Q330/TovuTUwocUI/AAAAAAAABUk/2fcg2IMf-Mo/s1600/073.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659879372478771522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii1pFg_Q330/TovuTUwocUI/AAAAAAAABUk/2fcg2IMf-Mo/s400/073.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Mia, cousin Karen, Eva<br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO0UQkLBcv0/TovuTIW2fQI/AAAAAAAABUc/8GNZXMvxqIw/s1600/064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659879369149414658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LO0UQkLBcv0/TovuTIW2fQI/AAAAAAAABUc/8GNZXMvxqIw/s400/064.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Cute little Kylynne (couldn't get enough beads... obsessed much?)<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg-B6ssmSks/Tovt3w2K-LI/AAAAAAAABUU/rksp8JyMGgE/s1600/057.JPG"></p></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659878898981861554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg-B6ssmSks/Tovt3w2K-LI/AAAAAAAABUU/rksp8JyMGgE/s400/057.JPG" /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pg-B6ssmSks/Tovt3w2K-LI/AAAAAAAABUU/rksp8JyMGgE/s1600/057.JPG"><br /><p align="center"></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Maxwell and cousin William<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-KOHoP8QtQ/Tovt3gwJeSI/AAAAAAAABUM/3oqDxoWWMyw/s1600/060_crop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659878894661630242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-KOHoP8QtQ/Tovt3gwJeSI/AAAAAAAABUM/3oqDxoWWMyw/s400/060_crop.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">A little more than half of the cousins that were there<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2QdMdUC9NY/Tovt3r1iiVI/AAAAAAAABUE/4-wng2J0rMo/s1600/066.JPG"></p></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659878897637034322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2QdMdUC9NY/Tovt3r1iiVI/AAAAAAAABUE/4-wng2J0rMo/s400/066.JPG" /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2QdMdUC9NY/Tovt3r1iiVI/AAAAAAAABUE/4-wng2J0rMo/s1600/066.JPG"><br /><p align="center"></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Kylynne, Daddy, Maxwell and cousin Caleb<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HN_lvmAf23w/TovxWYgt8eI/AAAAAAAABUs/3Su81H6Bwms/s1600/075.JPG"></p></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659882723560255970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HN_lvmAf23w/TovxWYgt8eI/AAAAAAAABUs/3Su81H6Bwms/s400/075.JPG" /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HN_lvmAf23w/TovxWYgt8eI/AAAAAAAABUs/3Su81H6Bwms/s1600/075.JPG"><br /><p align="center"></a><br />Not the best family picture, but the best we could get!<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl5naB0MPAk/Tovt3ORjlUI/AAAAAAAABT0/k7ce_oSZ1dU/s1600/085_crop.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659878889701479746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gl5naB0MPAk/Tovt3ORjlUI/AAAAAAAABT0/k7ce_oSZ1dU/s400/085_crop.jpg" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-45289844675691279622011-09-19T21:54:00.000-07:002011-10-04T21:48:53.672-07:00I am a MOTHER!!!So, I've had a lot on my mind the past 10 months. Pretty much since I found out I was pregnant with baby #5. My emotions have been up and down and all over the map. I have wondered "how am I going to do this" so many times it's amazing I'm still sane.<br />Knowing this, Casey gave me some wonderful books for mothers day this year. "I am a Mother" by Jane Clayson Johnson and "A mothers book of secrets" by Linda Eyre and Shwni Eyre Pothier. Both are excellent books which I would definitely recommend. They are easy reads and they helped me to realize that I need to give myself a break sometimes and just enjoy the moment instead of thinking about all the things that I can and should do better. Because the more I spend time thinking about those things the more I realize that my deepest fear is that I will FAIL as a Mother. And not just kind of fail but fail miserably! I'm sure all parents feel this way at different times in their lives. But I found myself so consumed with the thought that I was going to fail that I think sometimes that anxiety has made my parenting even worse. <br /><br />Before I had children, success as a parent meant to me that each child would grow up as the most perfect version of themselves. That they would be kind and loving, respectful, responsible, and everyone's best friend. That they would have self confidence and morals, integrity and a relationship with our Father in Heaven that was so in tune with the spirit that they would never make a bad choice. They would all grow in the gospel and serve missions, marry in the temple and have their own beautiful children free of heart ache and struggle. HA! <br /><br />The thing that I didn't understand before I had children was how HARD it was going to be. Sure, I knew it was going to be hard but NOT THIS HARD. And of course it's hard because all things that are worth anything ARE hard. They challenge us and force us to grow and learn and stretch us to the edge of breaking, but that's how we learn and it's the ONLY way to get back to our Father in Heaven which, for me, IS the goal. <br />Of course I still want all those things for my children but I now understand that those things don't come without a price. I do want my children to be good, trustworthy, honest, loving people but I don't want them to breeze through life without pain, heart ache and struggle because those growing pains are required for us to learn and re learn. I have to let them make choices and also deal with the consequences of those choices. (that's the hard part) <br />I can't be their "savior" and shelter them from heartache because I would also be keeping them from becoming who they can and will be. <br /><br />Maxwell said to me a couple of weeks ago "Mom, I wish I could stay 7 forever!" And in that moment I wanted it too, but then the thought occurred to me that we grow up so we can experience life, make mistakes and keep making them until we learn from them and that's the ONLY way to reach our ultimate goal of eternal families and to live in the presence of God.<br /><br />I was talking with a dear friend the other day and venting about my daily frustrations as a mother. I was feeling so defeated that I said "Maybe I'm just not the right mother for these kids because I don't know how to parent them." and then the spirit whispered to me... And that's why YOU ARE their Mother, because they are here to teach you and stretch you and help you grow... tender mercies of the Lord.<br /><br />Life with 5 children 7 and under has been busy, challenging and so rewarding. Each child brings so much love and so much sweetness to our home. <br />My house is more messy than it's ever been. I can't seem to stay on top of anything. There are always clean clothes on the couch that need to be folded, dishes in the dishwasher that need to be put away, toys to be picked up and beds to be made. Most days I'm living minute to minute trying to get through it some days not even having time to get myself showered and dressed. But through it all, with out fail, there are those moments that I want time to stand still. I want to savor the giggles and snuggles and excitement. I want the children to stay just the way they are in that moment forever. I want to remember the way their voices sound and the way their eyes shine when they laugh. I even want to remember the way their little lips quiver when they are sad... again, tender mercies of the Lord. <br /><br />Being a mother is what I have ALWAYS wanted to be and now that I am, as hard as it is at times, it is THE BEST and most MEANINGFUL thing I will ever do. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I am truly blessed to be an influence to and give guidance to these 5 AMAZING little people. <br />And though some days I would like to live Satan's plan and force them to choose the right, I know that I can't ;)... I can only pray with every breath that I will be worthy of the spirit so that I may know what they need individually at all times. <br /><br />I know I've made mistakes and I'm going to keep on making them, but today I DON'T feel defeated... Today I AM what they need... Today, I AM their MOTHER and I am forever GRATEFUL that the Lord has enough confidence in me that he has entrusted these perfect little spirits to me knowing that I would mess up from time to time but also knowing that if I stay close to Him that He will make me worthy of the task and BLESSING of being their MOTHER!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLa0a8pCZHU/TovhW8G3KcI/AAAAAAAABTk/SQjvUW3cLc0/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VLa0a8pCZHU/TovhW8G3KcI/AAAAAAAABTk/SQjvUW3cLc0/s400/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659865140929440194" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-27716916778524640962011-09-19T20:22:00.001-07:002011-09-19T22:15:17.689-07:00Graham the ManGraham Gary Waldron was born July 27th, 2011 at 12:09pm. My due date was July 24th and although I was expecting to be overdue and not particularly in favor of the idea of being induced (after the crazy experience with Kylynne's induction) after lot's of prayer, thought and talking with my Doctor I decided to be induced.<br />I went into the hospital at 7:30am checked in, filled out paperwork, got my IV and was ready to see my doctor. The wonderful Dr. Jones (who also delivered Eva and Mia) checked me and said I was at about 4cm and broke my water at about 9:30am. I got my epidural around 10:15am and never felt any real painful contractions, by this time I was only at about 5cm. After some minor dips in my blood pressure and some dizziness the nurse gave me a little bit of oxygen and some medication to bring my blood pressure back up and then said to let her know if I felt any pressure in my bottom or if I felt the need to push. At about 11:30 I started feeling a lot of pressure down there so I pushed my call button and she came in to check me. As soon as she did she said "you ready to have a baby, cause it's time to push but you'll have to wait a few minutes for Dr. Jones to finish up a delivery. I think it was about 15 minutes later when he came in. Two big pushes and baby boy Waldron was born at 12:09pm. He came out crying and continued to cry and cry for about an hour. I couldn't get him to nurse or be comforted at all so I handed him to Casey and Daddy's magic touch was all it took. Casey rocked him (or bumped him - all you Waldrons know what I'm talking about!) and he finally calmed down and fell asleep.<br />He was my biggest baby at 8lbs 10oz and 20 1/2in long (and man did I feel it!)<br /><br />As many of you know it took us about 10 days to decide on a name. That is a long story!!<br />Graham is a sweet boy and has already changed SO MUCH! I have lot's and lot's of helpers all the time, sometimes too much!<br /><br />I wondered how Kylynne would take it because she is normally very much a daddy's girl but the last couple of weeks before I had Graham she became VERY clingy to me. I think she knew she was about to lose her place as the baby.<br /><br />I have been nursing but have been giving bottles as well because my milk supply hasn't been the greatest. The kids LOVE helping and feeding baby. They are all SO excited when it's their turn.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Right after his first bath</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654285681491507506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbNV7ez4SR4/TngO3p_g-TI/AAAAAAAABTU/BG3sVe9IElc/s400/Tammy%2B%2526%2BBaby%2B%2540%2BHospital%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%252887%2529.JPG" /> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMFvMSvK6tQ/TngO3SCeYaI/AAAAAAAABTM/jL1LDWvMHgE/s1600/Tammy%2B%2526%2BBaby%2B%2540%2BHospital%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%25286%2529.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654285675061469602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMFvMSvK6tQ/TngO3SCeYaI/AAAAAAAABTM/jL1LDWvMHgE/s400/Tammy%2B%2526%2BBaby%2B%2540%2BHospital%2BJuly%2B2011%2B%25286%2529.JPG" /></a><br />Graham slept with us in bed, something I NEVER thought I would do but he slept so much better those first few weeks. It was the best thing ever waking up to this little angel snuggled up next to me. We got lucky somehow and he started sleeping throught the night at about 4 1/2 weeks old and has been since, so he sleeps in his bed now but still in our room.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CqabXK_UiE/TngM81P3BpI/AAAAAAAABTE/BcQTfPPUZEc/s1600/176.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654283571388941970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_CqabXK_UiE/TngM81P3BpI/AAAAAAAABTE/BcQTfPPUZEc/s400/176.JPG" /></a><br />Kylynne is still very much a daddy's girl and always has to get in on snuggle time when Casey is holding Graham.... He loves it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od0sGX_RulA/TngM8kJOe8I/AAAAAAAABS8/0abwdApMpX0/s1600/172.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654283566797716418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od0sGX_RulA/TngM8kJOe8I/AAAAAAAABS8/0abwdApMpX0/s400/172.JPG" /></a><br />1 week<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orehm08S2P8/TngMW0U-U_I/AAAAAAAABS0/7Stqd9RXwtk/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654282918306927602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orehm08S2P8/TngMW0U-U_I/AAAAAAAABS0/7Stqd9RXwtk/s400/037.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKf8onCX8Ts/TngMWpSHdFI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ay1svn2YaMs/s1600/290.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654282915342152786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKf8onCX8Ts/TngMWpSHdFI/AAAAAAAABSs/Ay1svn2YaMs/s400/290.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0ajor0kNqI/TngMWNEYL5I/AAAAAAAABSk/d4WaBUOkeTE/s1600/316.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654282907768336274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0ajor0kNqI/TngMWNEYL5I/AAAAAAAABSk/d4WaBUOkeTE/s400/316.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meyB2vnxZuc/TngMV1c8TSI/AAAAAAAABSc/kV5D73CXfBY/s1600/712.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654282901428915490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-meyB2vnxZuc/TngMV1c8TSI/AAAAAAAABSc/kV5D73CXfBY/s400/712.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEsbNEsbsRk/TngMU28gFPI/AAAAAAAABSU/MW9I9KmS6Xk/s1600/756.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654282884649850098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UEsbNEsbsRk/TngMU28gFPI/AAAAAAAABSU/MW9I9KmS6Xk/s400/756.JPG" /></a><br />Mia<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yttVyZxMLog/TngILuRFPbI/AAAAAAAABSM/4IYggJN21qQ/s1600/177.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654278329654918578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yttVyZxMLog/TngILuRFPbI/AAAAAAAABSM/4IYggJN21qQ/s400/177.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rD6av3U-y4/TngILZFp0kI/AAAAAAAABSE/z4N2RksZmjU/s1600/178.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654278323969839682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1rD6av3U-y4/TngILZFp0kI/AAAAAAAABSE/z4N2RksZmjU/s400/178.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQPRCe4nDVQ/TngILP6Y5_I/AAAAAAAABR8/MeSaX7lnTxk/s1600/173.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654278321506674674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQPRCe4nDVQ/TngILP6Y5_I/AAAAAAAABR8/MeSaX7lnTxk/s400/173.JPG" /></a> Eva<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4tKR89DhVLw/TngIK6v3kWI/AAAAAAAABR0/GnT6xwSzgM0/s1600/858.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654278315825402210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4tKR89DhVLw/TngIK6v3kWI/AAAAAAAABR0/GnT6xwSzgM0/s400/858.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzXPHkIFZV0/TngIKovnTFI/AAAAAAAABRs/p16HDnaNy0k/s1600/859.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654278310992497746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WzXPHkIFZV0/TngIKovnTFI/AAAAAAAABRs/p16HDnaNy0k/s400/859.JPG" /></a> </div><br />He's growing so much and starting to smile and coo. He is so sweet that I just have to kiss him every second I can get. We LOVE having another boy and are so excited he is in our family. It looks like this little dude is going to have brown eyes, yay, I'm crossing my fingers they stay that way!! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-68508725241867102602011-06-16T18:37:00.000-07:002011-06-16T19:38:46.853-07:00Our little ScooterWhile we were on our couples retreat in St. George my wonderful parents took care of our children. Friday evening they took the kiddos to jump on it with their cousins. About 10 minutes after they arrived my nephew accidently jumped right onto Kylynne's leg and she broke both bones. My awesome parents took care of everything and it was so comforting knowing they were the ones caring for her. They even kept their plans for the weekend and took all the kids to Idaho to visit with their cousins and see their newest cousin blessed that Sunday. After a weekend of TLC with Grammy and Poppy we were anxious to see her. My Mom said she was such a trooper the whole time and really did well considering her discomfort.<br />The Pediatrician recommended we see an orthopedic doctor because of the nature of the brake and the proximity to the growth plate. We had to wait about 5 days for all the swelling to go down before she got her hard cast.<br />She has been SO good the whole time. She really has done well and reminds us a few times a day "I can't step on my leg."<br />While waiting for the swelling to go down she got to lay with her leg propped up and enjoyed lots of movies, books and snuggle time with Mom and Dad. The first couple of days we were home from our trip all she wanted to do was sit with me and snuggle (which was so wonderful) I didn't get a thing unpacked or done around the house but it was worth it, she just needed me close and it was so sweet.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NHBSsGPUnA/TfqxFQC8JNI/AAAAAAAABRk/zdwfj-njsUw/s1600/IMG_2298.JPG"><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618998188862874834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NHBSsGPUnA/TfqxFQC8JNI/AAAAAAAABRk/zdwfj-njsUw/s400/IMG_2298.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />(Waiting for the Orthopedic doctor to come in and see her.) The whole time we were in the waiting room she absolutely LOVED all the attention she got from everyone and had to tell everyone the story of how it happened and then had to finish by telling them she was going to get a pink cast.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5FuHNg2pRM/TfqxE_ONMdI/AAAAAAAABRc/TpYFiwOp8to/s1600/IMG_2305.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618998184346726866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h5FuHNg2pRM/TfqxE_ONMdI/AAAAAAAABRc/TpYFiwOp8to/s400/IMG_2305.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />She was SO excited to FINALLY have her pink cast (we got the last one!) The Orthopedic doctor said that she's not supposed to walk on it at all but that she only would have to have it for 4 weeks instead of the 6 weeks we thought she was going to have it. The brake was only about 2cm away from her growth plate but thankfully it missed it so we don't have to worry about any surgery or complications. We get another xray next week to see how things are healing.<br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He_a25nT4Wo/TfqxEWtabMI/AAAAAAAABRU/GASnKn0pMaY/s1600/IMG_2306.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618998173471763650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-He_a25nT4Wo/TfqxEWtabMI/AAAAAAAABRU/GASnKn0pMaY/s400/IMG_2306.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Since she got her hard cast she has been getting more and more mobile everyday. The first day or two she still kept it pretty still but has since started crawling around and climbing on things. She still won't put any pressure on it which is good. I want her to be cautious at least until next week when we have it xrayed again and see how things are healing. She lost her balance one afternoon while trying to pull herself up on a chair and stepped back on it and cried pretty hard.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3OUUDX5NGY/TfqxENHzp7I/AAAAAAAABRM/2GylEKsIXII/s1600/IMG_2307.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618998170898114482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f3OUUDX5NGY/TfqxENHzp7I/AAAAAAAABRM/2GylEKsIXII/s400/IMG_2307.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It's pretty cute to see her scoot around on her bum and crawl on her knees. She has been so so good but I can tell some days by the end of the day she's pretty achy and uncomfortable so I'll give her a little Ibuprofen. She gets super frustrated sometimes too not being able to get around or do the things that she wants to do. Those are the times that are the hardest because she wants me to hold her and carry her but since I'm about 5 weeks away from delivery its been a challenge for me. Although I'm grateful that I have felt good this pregnancy and have been able to do as much for her as I have been. </div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaeZeI6-Yo/TfqxDgd9qgI/AAAAAAAABRE/ybprZrlkFeI/s1600/kylynne.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618998158911449602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8TaeZeI6-Yo/TfqxDgd9qgI/AAAAAAAABRE/ybprZrlkFeI/s400/kylynne.jpg" border="0" /></a> I really have LOVED all the snuggles and hugs and down time with her. She is a such a lug though and all the up and down the two flights of stairs in our house a dozen times a day has been tough but maybe it will get this baby to come early or even on time instead of late! :)</div><br /><div>We have been taking lot's of walks in the stroller this week and going to the park so she can swing, because that's all she gets to do. We have been to a different park everyday this week and have enjoyed literally miles of walking. </div><br /><div>The older children have been such a help getting her things and getting me things and helping to carry things when we go out. And they all love taking their turn to push her in the stroller. They have been great sports about walking every day. It's been a good thing for all of us. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The day after it happened (I think) my mom said Kylynne looked at her and put her hands on her face and said... "it's not your fault." Which, I think, she knew exactly what she was saying. Kylynne is definitely a sensitive girl and she often says, "it's ok mom." She told me right after the doctor finished up putting her hard cast on "it's ok mom, it's all better now!" </div><br /><div>She is such a sweet little girl and we are so happy she is part of our family. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE or little Ky Ky!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-51926960435249073862011-06-07T16:40:00.000-07:002011-06-07T21:32:04.783-07:00Couples RetreatLast weekend the four oldest siblings in Casey's family, along with their spouses, got together for a couples retreat. Three of the seven married kids coudn't make it... we missed you D & K, B & K, and T & R :)<br />Our brother in law's parents have a beautiful vacation home in St. George that we were able to stay at together (Thank you Bill and Annette). <br />We got there Wednesday night and stayed until Sunday afternoon. We spent time hiking, eating, laughing, playing games, eating, swimming, eating, sleeping in, watching movies, going to the temple, eating, relaxing, talking, shopping, staying up late, enjoying each others company and eating some more. I felt full the entire trip - time for a body detox!!<br />It was so much fun being together for 4 days with no distractions and NO KIDS!! We were able to completely relax and enjoy visiting with no interruptions - something we rarely get to do. <br />I am so grateful to have married into such an AMAZING family. It's always awesome being together and was so great spending time with my honey before the baby comes. <br /><br />Thank you so much to all of our family members who took care of our 16 children, without you the trip never could have happened. Specefically thank you to my amazing parents who so willingly took a break from their own hectic lives to help us. Even with baby Ky and her injury (post to follow) not skipping a beat and doing all that you did. We love you so so much and hope you know how much our children absolutely adore you. Thank you for loving them and caring for them.<br /><br /><br /><div align="left">Next time hopefully all the marrieds and "soon to be marrieds" can make it and we can make it a tradition. Love you guys... Thanks for a great time!!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br />The whole group at the St. George temple</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdU45X-XNzI/Te7MEHMLj3I/AAAAAAAABQc/9-XQ18bYelE/s1600/DSC_0162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615650156399267698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdU45X-XNzI/Te7MEHMLj3I/AAAAAAAABQc/9-XQ18bYelE/s400/DSC_0162.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtD4BI3fA8M/Te66ZEXFbTI/AAAAAAAABPk/HdgrJdkaHMM/s1600/IMG_2262.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615630725207649586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KtD4BI3fA8M/Te66ZEXFbTI/AAAAAAAABPk/HdgrJdkaHMM/s400/IMG_2262.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_wXIi0D4IBc/Te68AboBVbI/AAAAAAAABQU/hoTo5YYVsX0/s1600/IMG_1789.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615632500979226034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_wXIi0D4IBc/Te68AboBVbI/AAAAAAAABQU/hoTo5YYVsX0/s400/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" /></a> The dessert was so beautiful!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gfrqkjvE4o/Te67_3c1NZI/AAAAAAAABQM/ntNT1i-pE4k/s1600/IMG_2256.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615632491268617618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6gfrqkjvE4o/Te67_3c1NZI/AAAAAAAABQM/ntNT1i-pE4k/s400/IMG_2256.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6N67z7D_lI/Te67_l2ox1I/AAAAAAAABQE/tw_YFkD17tw/s1600/IMG_2254.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615632486545016658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u6N67z7D_lI/Te67_l2ox1I/AAAAAAAABQE/tw_YFkD17tw/s400/IMG_2254.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--12LGdUGx64/Te67_CEW5PI/AAAAAAAABP8/9wt2l8F4hoA/s1600/IMG_2215.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615632476938888434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--12LGdUGx64/Te67_CEW5PI/AAAAAAAABP8/9wt2l8F4hoA/s400/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s920S9L39Z8/Te66Z2OYxYI/AAAAAAAABP0/QAk2fF2tHOs/s1600/IMG_2216.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615630738592941442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s920S9L39Z8/Te66Z2OYxYI/AAAAAAAABP0/QAk2fF2tHOs/s400/IMG_2216.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsFZ090dCsQ/Te66ZX7I6BI/AAAAAAAABPs/rc7lCVntUhE/s1600/IMG_2258.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615630730459146258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsFZ090dCsQ/Te66ZX7I6BI/AAAAAAAABPs/rc7lCVntUhE/s400/IMG_2258.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZZgFtrTK7k/Te66Yc9LmUI/AAAAAAAABPc/9bITFaWnVDY/s1600/IMG_2261.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615630714630019394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IZZgFtrTK7k/Te66Yc9LmUI/AAAAAAAABPc/9bITFaWnVDY/s400/IMG_2261.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6D2eraLEcfQ/Te66YDyprRI/AAAAAAAABPU/iwtIHpNvQYs/s1600/DSC_0209.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615630707874966802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6D2eraLEcfQ/Te66YDyprRI/AAAAAAAABPU/iwtIHpNvQYs/s400/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-76110895410671965522011-04-25T16:51:00.000-07:002011-04-25T17:18:24.784-07:00Easter SundayI love Easter Sunday... It's such a wonderful time to reflect on the priceless sacrifice our Savior made for all of us as well as the fact that He is risen!!!<br />We tried to focus the day around the Savior by listening to a talk by Bruce R. Mckonkie (thanks mom for the copy). As we listened the children were all surprisingly quiet and after is was over Maxwell said "Mom, I listened to the whole thing." So I asked what he learned from the talk and he said "I already knew that Jesus went to the garden of Gethsemane and that he was resurrected." Then Eva piped in "Yeah, and that he died on the cross for us." Yesss... (happy parent moment) they do listen!!<br /><br />I am so grateful for the life that our Savior lived and the incomprehensible sacrifice he made for me personally. He does know each of us individually and loves us unconditionally. He lives to bless us and direct us back to him.<br /><br />In the car on the way home from church Mia said "Why do we have to go where Jesus is? Why can't he just come to where we are." then Eva said "Yeah, I want him to be in our family and not with anyone else."<br /><br />Happy Easter!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GchrtmMLld8/TbYKY9p0WvI/AAAAAAAABOo/kOMBnx_bc14/s1600/IMG_2129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599674610664889074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GchrtmMLld8/TbYKY9p0WvI/AAAAAAAABOo/kOMBnx_bc14/s400/IMG_2129.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXGgSaN8Vn4/TbYJs4aAFNI/AAAAAAAABOg/g2xQ2PpoON8/s1600/IMG_2143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599673853342127314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXGgSaN8Vn4/TbYJs4aAFNI/AAAAAAAABOg/g2xQ2PpoON8/s400/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fa0QY-2S78/TbYJsQBBKFI/AAAAAAAABOY/4nCW6lXHCJw/s1600/IMG_2151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599673842499922002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8fa0QY-2S78/TbYJsQBBKFI/AAAAAAAABOY/4nCW6lXHCJw/s400/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIYMdc4oklw/TbYJr0Gh26I/AAAAAAAABOQ/YdUZDbQRvlM/s1600/IMG_2160.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599673835006843810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIYMdc4oklw/TbYJr0Gh26I/AAAAAAAABOQ/YdUZDbQRvlM/s400/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8VrUY1Itd0/TbYJrVQypMI/AAAAAAAABOA/YcPqLZ3RJ_A/s1600/IMG_2138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599673826728387778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8VrUY1Itd0/TbYJrVQypMI/AAAAAAAABOA/YcPqLZ3RJ_A/s400/IMG_2138.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJTFTBe_xgA/TbYJrtQEvyI/AAAAAAAABOI/sAvodUPN4CY/s1600/IMG_2139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599673833167830818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJTFTBe_xgA/TbYJrtQEvyI/AAAAAAAABOI/sAvodUPN4CY/s400/IMG_2139.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-81624464581211880932011-04-05T16:13:00.000-07:002011-04-05T20:34:56.896-07:00Randoms...- So today I took Eva to the Pediatrician for her kindergarten physical. I decided to have them go separately because it's a little chaotic taking both at the same time and I really wanted to make it fun and have some one on one time. Eva was so cute and talkative the whole drive there. She's such a chatter box when you get her one on one. She told Dr. Wilcox all about the things she likes to do. She did awesome with shots and left with a smile. She's still lingering just under 35 pounds like she has for the last year and is about 20th percentile for height and weight. She is starting to write really well and loves to draw and color. She writes her name on EVERYTHING! She LOVES to sing and dance can usually be caught in the middle of one or the other at any given moment just like her sister. They are such a great duo. She had to tell Mia all about what to expect when it's her turn to go to the doctor on friday. :) <br /><p align="center">Eva </p><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7H8ynlJQIuU/TZuvn7MkmWI/AAAAAAAABNo/CkHdipK9sCM/s1600/IMG_1737%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592256462750783842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7H8ynlJQIuU/TZuvn7MkmWI/AAAAAAAABNo/CkHdipK9sCM/s400/IMG_1737%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> - Mia and Eva are into talking about getting married right now. Today Eva said "first the boy and girl have to dance and then they get married". Obviously they have been watching too many disney movies. Last night Eva said "Mom, I don't know who to marry." I told her she had lots of time to decide. and not to worry about it to much yet. That then started a whole conversation about what kind of person they should marry. "Someone nice, of course" Mia said. Followed by "Like a boy that can cook dinner for the kids when I can't." Good quality :) "We should only marry someone who's going to be a good daddy... like our daddy." Then Eva said "Yeah, our dads a good dad!" I just love our conversations. <br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Mia</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9d7MV8bbbc/TZuvoVDnjhI/AAAAAAAABNw/sel-1P5XZ2k/s1600/IMG_1739%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592256469692550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9d7MV8bbbc/TZuvoVDnjhI/AAAAAAAABNw/sel-1P5XZ2k/s400/IMG_1739%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>- Maxwell has been busy with a competitive soccer league for the past few weeks which he absolutely LOVES!! That boy has more energy then he knows what to do with so soccer has been great. He plays 3 times a week for 2 hours and it's still not enough. The other day he looked at Casey after practice and said "Dad, I want to play soccer at BYU when I grow up, like you." Casey of course had a smile from ear to ear hearing that. Although, neither of us want him to feel like he has to or that we'll be disappointed if he doesn't. </div><br /><div>He had his patriotic program at school last week. It was so fun hearing all the first graders singing songs that I sang at that age, I love it. It brought tears to my eyes as they recognized all the men in the audience who have served our country as the children sang "God bless the U.S.A." and waved their little flags. </div><br /><div>Maxwell just finished the 100 book club at his school, we are so proud of him and the great student he is. He earned a t-shirt and a free pass to Seven Peaks water park. </div><br /><div align="center">Maxwell with his teacher Mrs. Hulme after the patriotic program. We absolutely LOVE Mrs. Hulme. She has been the perfect teacher for Maxwell.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5jacBLnPQY/TZuuO3q77kI/AAAAAAAABNA/BOttKGNk3eg/s1600/IMG_2009%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592254932796042818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F5jacBLnPQY/TZuuO3q77kI/AAAAAAAABNA/BOttKGNk3eg/s400/IMG_2009%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>- Kylynne is our little munchkin girl. She wants to go outside everyday and has at least one fit a day because she wants to go out and push the stroller or ride her bike. (oh how I miss CA for this reason) On Sunday she went out in the snow for 30 minutes and wouldn't come in until she was absolutely frozen. She is such a sassy little girl but on the flip side as sweet as can be. She doesn't have a problem standing her ground with her 3 older siblings. </div><br /><div>Kylynne loves to "swim", as she calls it. We call it taking a bath, but she does get her fair share of swimming in too!</div><br /><div>One of my favorite things she says when she's a little uneasy about something or feels unsure she'll say to us, "I gochyou" as she holds tight to us. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHCqNZ-G3FA/TZuuOhTqtjI/AAAAAAAABM4/qC2-xg3xr5s/s1600/IMG_1930%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592254926792865330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHCqNZ-G3FA/TZuuOhTqtjI/AAAAAAAABM4/qC2-xg3xr5s/s400/IMG_1930%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBWciMbwDNY/TZuvog2-77I/AAAAAAAABN4/RXTwTkQVCJs/s1600/IMG_1916%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592256472860782514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBWciMbwDNY/TZuvog2-77I/AAAAAAAABN4/RXTwTkQVCJs/s400/IMG_1916%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> <br /><div>- I have been struggling lately with my patience and find that when I'm tired, which feels like most days, my patience is even less. I was talking to my wonderful neighbor yesterday who has raised 8 boys and she gave me some good advise and referred me to a book called "scream free parenting" So, I ordered it on amazon today and am looking forward to reading it. It teaches parents how to let their children have freedom to make choices knowing ahead of time what the consequence is going to be. Letting them make the choice and taking the blame off of you as a parent and helping them understand that they chose the consequence when they chose to disobey. So, we'll see. I could use all the help I can get. </div><br /><div>I want my children to make choices based on morals and doing it because they understand that its the right thing rather than just based on threats or fear. Every parents goal, I'm sure.</div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFqypEjDsjo/TZuvnpi6MbI/AAAAAAAABNg/FsiPVQF2ed8/s1600/IMG_1689%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592256458012635570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EFqypEjDsjo/TZuvnpi6MbI/AAAAAAAABNg/FsiPVQF2ed8/s400/IMG_1689%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>- Casey just spent all of his free time for the last couple of weeks digging a 15 foot hole in the ground next to our house to access the broken sewage pipe that caused the two floods in our basement right before and right after Christmas. We got two different quotes, one for $8,000 and one for $6,000 to do the dig and repair the pipe. Well, not having the money to pay for it, he said he was going to do it himself. At first I was a little worried about him doing it but later figured why not... doing all the work himself saved us a lot of money. The actual pipe repair itself only cost us $189, what a difference. We had help from our awesome neighbors and our brother in law. I am so blessed to be married to such an amazing man who isn't afraid of hard work and blesses us daily with his love. I am one lucky girl! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center">Starting the dig. Maxwell enjoyed helping too, for a little while</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8r9cSlFwEFw/TZuuPbi1wJI/AAAAAAAABNI/zi3b9e5VCUM/s1600/IMG_1969%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592254942425759890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8r9cSlFwEFw/TZuuPbi1wJI/AAAAAAAABNI/zi3b9e5VCUM/s400/IMG_1969%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> This was after the pipe was repaired and the fill dirt was packed around it, right before they started to fill the hole. The picture doesn't do justice to how deep it actually is. <br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fogr9CzRsZY/TZuuPtmos0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/AfT85WKzcSU/s1600/IMG_2015%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592254947273519938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fogr9CzRsZY/TZuuPtmos0I/AAAAAAAABNQ/AfT85WKzcSU/s400/IMG_2015%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Almost finished filling it back in... and so tired. What a man!! <br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i8XYEdLeVs/TZuuP0N-gZI/AAAAAAAABNY/LLA8_PLAXik/s1600/IMG_2022%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592254949049139602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i8XYEdLeVs/TZuuP0N-gZI/AAAAAAAABNY/LLA8_PLAXik/s400/IMG_2022%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-82722269469071575112011-03-16T08:40:00.000-07:002011-03-16T09:20:13.418-07:00Happy Birthday Grammy Karen!!Today is the birth day of one of the most <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">influential</span> women in my life. My dear mother in law Karen. <br /><br />Karen had the most wonderful spirit about her. She had this AMAZING smile and contagious laugh. She had so much LOVE to give. She was incredibly UNSELFISH. She was always giving of her time to anyone and everyone. She GENUINELY cared for everyone she met. She wasn't ashamed of who she was and was NEVER afraid to be herself even if it meant looking silly in front of others. She ALWAYS stood up for her belief in family and in the gospel of Jesus Christ. She was an ADVOCATE for her children in every situation and LOVED her husband with a passion. <br /><br />She wasn't perfect, none of us are. She made mistakes, as we all do. She lost her temper and yelled and argued with others about insignificant things, as we all have. <br />But the things that she did RIGHT, those or the things that stay with me, in my heart, FOREVER. <br /><br />The most important thing she did for me personally was raise a WORTHY and RIGHTEOUS son. She encouraged her son to be the best version of himself he could be in every aspect of his life. She taught him about INTEGRITY, HONESTY, RESPECT, LOYALTY, FRIENDSHIP, HARD WORK, and UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. <br /><br />She was so great at making any <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">occasion</span> special for those she loved. Whether it was a birthday, valentine's day, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Christmas</span>, baby shower, graduation, sporting events, etc. and always knew how important it was to make others feel like a million bucks. <br />When Casey and I were dating she always asked if he had money to take me out, if he was "spoiling me" and made sure that he was treating me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">with</span> RESPECT.<br /><br />She LOVED life and enjoyed it to it's FULLEST. She didn't need a reason to take a vacation or pull the kids out of school to do a fun activity. She wanted to live life and enjoy every MOMENT. <br /><br />She absolutely ADORED all of her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">grand babies</span>. She would take every moment to ROCK and SNUGGLE, even when she wasn't feel her best. She found so much JOY in life and in those she LOVED and she radiated that LOVE to everyone she came in contact with. <br /><br />The spirit of who she is and the life she led, gives me strength when I wonder "how I'm going to be a mother to 5 children and do it right". The strength of her SPIRIT lives in all of us and helps us make good choices and live better lives. <br /><br />There is NO DOUBT in me that she is aware of each of her family members. She LOVES us still and lives on doing an incredible and important work.<br /><br />I also truly feel that she has a deep love for the woman that has most recently joined our family as a help mate and companion to her eternal sweetheart. She has an eternal perspective and no doubt has welcomed Shelly's roll (my new mother in law) in the life of our family, though it is not perfect, we are working on it. <br /><br />Thank you Grammy Karen for the woman that you are and for the life you lived. I am FOREVER changed because of the influence you have had in my life. I LOVE you.Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-69081567353119953212011-03-03T13:38:00.000-08:002011-03-04T09:26:08.753-08:00It's a.... BOY!!!!So, as some of you know we usually don't find out at the ultrasound what we are having (with exception of the twins). We enjoy having it be a surprise. <br />Well, Maxwell has been talking about his little brother in the present tense for about a year now. He is always saying things like "When my little brother comes..." For example, when we moved back to Utah and we were getting his room unpacked he said "Mom, we need to get a bunk bed, so that when my little brother comes, he can sleep on the bottom and I can sleep on the top." He would talk about it so often in normal conversation that before I was even pregnant I would have people we knew ask if I was expecting.<br />We decided to tell the children we were pregnant on Christmas day. We wrapped up a pair of white baby shoes and let them open it. After they tore the bag open they all just kind of looked at me puzzled. I said "do you know what that means?" Maxwell said "You want me to help my brother tie his shoes??" "Yeah, so what does that mean?" I said. "You want me to help my brother put his shoes on??" "So, what does that mean?" I said again. Then it hit him. His face was so great!! "You, mean right now?" as he looked at my stomach. "Well, just a couple of weeks after you turn 7, in July." All the of them were so excited and it wasn't even a question of boy or girl? it has always been a boy if you asked Maxwell.<br />When I found out I was expecting the first thing I said to Casey was that we had to find out the gender of this baby, because if it's not a boy Maxwell's going to need some time to adjust. <br /><br />When we went to the Ultrasound on Monday. As we walked in the ultrasound tech said "So, are you finding out what you're having?" Maxwell said "It's a brother." and Mia said "Yeah, we have to many sisters, we need a brother."<br />When it came time to find out the tech said "Well, you're getting a brother" pointing to his little boy part. Maxwell yelled... "I knew it!" as he held my hand. His face was absolutely priceless, smiling from ear to ear. He did know it, no doubt.<br />Later that day he hugged me and kissed my belly and said "Mom, I just can't believe we're getting a brother... Kylynne's still going to be 2 when my brother comes and you'll be too crazy trying to take care of two babies, so you take care of Kylynne and I'll take care of my brother." <br />He can't wait. He's even got the twins calling the baby "Maxwell's brother".<br /><br />We are so very excited and feel overwhelmingly blessed by this wonderful news. Some how it feels complete... Though I can't say for sure yet if this is our last, this precious baby boy was absolutely meant to be in our family. We are all so HAPPY!! <br /><br /><div align="center">I know, I look further along than I really am... Baby #5 will do that to a girl!<br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFdRB_q8Now/TXAKy6CEskI/AAAAAAAABMw/-uVWHXrDDD8/s1600/IMG_1961%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971807999734338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFdRB_q8Now/TXAKy6CEskI/AAAAAAAABMw/-uVWHXrDDD8/s400/IMG_1961%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgvd8_loJAw/TXAKytbKtMI/AAAAAAAABMo/hiQ-MHWXJcE/s1600/IMG_1956%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579971804615324866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fgvd8_loJAw/TXAKytbKtMI/AAAAAAAABMo/hiQ-MHWXJcE/s400/IMG_1956%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-11534576699401587492011-03-03T13:16:00.000-08:002011-03-04T08:53:23.198-08:00We're 5!!!!Eva and Mia turned five the day after Valentines day. I remember that day like it was yesterday, it hardly seems possible that it's been 5 years already.<br /><br />The day before I delivered them I was running around with my 1 1/2 year old Maxwell in tow, trying to get some last minute Valentine's day errands done. As I walked in to the store a man looked at me with Maxwell on my hip and said "Wow, you look like you're ready to pop any minute!" As a matter of fact I had been in labor all day. Lot's and Lot's of contractions only about 5 or 6 minutes apart but nothing painful at that point.<br /><br />I woke up at about 4am still having contractions, still nothing painful but I was freezing. I could not get warm my teeth were chattering I was shaking so hard. I had remembered my mom saying something about getting the shakes in labor but I didn't remember feeling that with Maxwell so, of course, I called my mom to see what to do. She said that maybe I should go to the hospital and that they would come up and stay with Maxwell. When I got to labor and delivery they said that I was running a fever of 103 and that they were going to start IV antibiotics and call my doctor. So they admitted me and after a short time my doctor came and broke my water and I got my epidural.<br />The moment they wheeled me into the operating room (standard for a twin delivery in case of emergency c section) I was flooded with the most overwhelming feeling of love and strength. There was no doubt that my recently passed mother in law Karen was saying her goodbyes along with many other great woman that had passed on. Immediately I began to cry as I had never felt anything like that in my life. The nurse next to me asked if I was ok and said I shouldn't be nervous. I looked at her and told her "I was just excited" not being able to even explain what I was feeling. I delivered my two beautiful girls at 9:51am and 9:58am. Mia came first weighing 5lbs 8oz and Eva was pulled out by her feet (guess she enjoyed not feeling so cramped with sister gone) weighing 5lbs 6oz. They were perfect and healthy.<br />Home from the hospital they brought that same feeling I felt in the hospital with them. The veil was so thin and the Lord knew I needed the strength to care for my 3 babies. <br />Eva and Mia have always been so sweet and such great friends. They have brought more joy to us than I can even express. <br />The twin connection is so cute to watch as often times when asked a question one of them will answer for both of them. They are always together and find strength in each other. <br />One day a few months ago while playing dress up I said to them "What beautiful princesses!" Mia looked at Eva and said "I wish I was as beautiful as Eva." Then Eva looked at Mia and said "I wish I was as beautiful as Mia." They both giggled and I said "You are both beautiful, I wish I was as beautiful as you two are." They just smiled :o)<br />Eva definitely is my little snuggler. One day she came and hugged me and said "Mom, I just can't stop hugging you, I love you so much!" Melt my heart.<br />Mia really looks out for Eva and plays the "big sister" role. She is usually the one to give in when they fight and let's Eva have her way. <br />They are both growing so much. I am looking forward to the fall when they will go into kindergarten. Only because I look forward to having them in different classes so that they can start to develop self confidence and individuality. They do so well together, I want them to be just as confident as individuals. <br />We love our little Eve's and Me's... Happy Belated my sweet Sissies!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8fl49d6QBk/TXAHIX-NwQI/AAAAAAAABMg/saPHn1kTwac/s1600/IMG_1429%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967778767356162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8fl49d6QBk/TXAHIX-NwQI/AAAAAAAABMg/saPHn1kTwac/s400/IMG_1429%255B1%255D" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />Mia<br /></p><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0YKX0h9yN4/TXAHIJh5U_I/AAAAAAAABMY/8Rd08E-zSSY/s1600/IMG_1422%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967774890480626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L0YKX0h9yN4/TXAHIJh5U_I/AAAAAAAABMY/8Rd08E-zSSY/s400/IMG_1422%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Eva<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG6QIkJMGv8/TXAHHjnO78I/AAAAAAAABMQ/Bw4wCMu9CcY/s1600/IMG_1427%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967764712320962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dG6QIkJMGv8/TXAHHjnO78I/AAAAAAAABMQ/Bw4wCMu9CcY/s400/IMG_1427%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAAZrWXUYxQ/TXAGsZZP4TI/AAAAAAAABMI/D_G1RCyGj6E/s1600/IMG_1440%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967298112839986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DAAZrWXUYxQ/TXAGsZZP4TI/AAAAAAAABMI/D_G1RCyGj6E/s400/IMG_1440%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FfoyCU7Ckeg/TXAGsDKE73I/AAAAAAAABMA/p5eUTu4S82M/s1600/IMG_1902%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967292143628146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FfoyCU7Ckeg/TXAGsDKE73I/AAAAAAAABMA/p5eUTu4S82M/s400/IMG_1902%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Celebrating on Valentines day at Tucano's as a family. Our server brought them Birthday sunday's<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrCHPcFs4Eg/TXAGrobujvI/AAAAAAAABL4/2uQSbYbf3dE/s1600/IMG_1881%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967284969901810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RrCHPcFs4Eg/TXAGrobujvI/AAAAAAAABL4/2uQSbYbf3dE/s400/IMG_1881%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The Giggle twins<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YQlPSGFo0kM/TXAGrf2X_iI/AAAAAAAABLw/fE5ImhnjO8o/s1600/IMG_1938%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967282665750050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YQlPSGFo0kM/TXAGrf2X_iI/AAAAAAAABLw/fE5ImhnjO8o/s400/IMG_1938%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WY2HbHDs5E/TXAGrBqx0RI/AAAAAAAABLo/B9bptBOoKsg/s1600/IMG_1587%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579967274564047122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WY2HbHDs5E/TXAGrBqx0RI/AAAAAAAABLo/B9bptBOoKsg/s400/IMG_1587%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-23320805644441977412011-02-03T12:34:00.000-08:002011-02-03T15:59:23.681-08:00Kylynne's 2!!So we're having some computer problems right now and it took me FOREVER just to get these pictures uploaded. They are in no particular order because after being so frustrated just trying to get them uploaded, I don't have the patience to try to put them in order... So, Here are pictures from Kylynne's birthday as well as some random picutres of her.<br /><br />Kylnne is an absolute JOY!! She LOVES to sing, LOVES to dance and is happy almost all of the time. She is totally into the "Princess Bride" and will sit with her older brother and sisters and watch the whole thing. She LOVES to talk on the phone (play phone, my phone, my ipod, maxwell's walky talky etc..) She's the total treat and gum girl and has a sixth sense for finding it and sneaking it. She is such a snuggle bug and loves to climb into bed with mom and dad in the morning. She is a total Diva and has to have sun glasses, jewelry, a "pretty girl" (a.k.a a hair bow) or something girly on all the time. She absolutely LOVES shoes and can almost always be found with a pair of someones shoes on especially her older sisters dress up shoes or her light up shoes from Grammy. She is our only child who has thrown a fit when it's time to leave church (nursery), usually it's the other way around. She is such a social bug. She is talking non stop and I am amazed daily at how much she picks up from all of us. She speaks well and in full sentences and loves to make us laugh. A couple of weekends ago while driving home after dinner as a family Maxwell said "Dad, it's 9 o'clock". Just then Kylynne looked over at Maxwell and said, in a completely irriated voice, "I KNOW!" We all started laughing so hard.<br />She loves to see her cousins and aunts and uncles and grammy and pappa.<br />She makes us laugh everyday and melts our hearts when she says "I love you!"<br /><br />Our family wouldn't be complete without her. We love you so much Kylynne!! Happy Birthday!<br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><br />Celebrating with brownies and ice cream at Grammy and Pappa's</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsXATZ93JI/AAAAAAAABLg/EJteD67CkUQ/s1600/IMG_1823%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569570658150374546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsXATZ93JI/AAAAAAAABLg/EJteD67CkUQ/s400/IMG_1823%255B1%255D" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center">Kylynne is my little buddy on Wednesday and Friday mornings while her 3 older siblings are at school. I am loving the one on one time with her.</p><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsXAJNRM3I/AAAAAAAABLY/5IkK5dWeYIY/s1600/IMG_1781%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569570655412761458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsXAJNRM3I/AAAAAAAABLY/5IkK5dWeYIY/s400/IMG_1781%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br />"I wear my sunglasses at night"<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsW_-atWKI/AAAAAAAABLQ/APptdI_r7UE/s1600/IMG_1578%255B2%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569570652516341922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsW_-atWKI/AAAAAAAABLQ/APptdI_r7UE/s400/IMG_1578%255B2%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So sweet!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsW_dYy00I/AAAAAAAABLI/QCFSQ2LQrqg/s1600/IMG_1491%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569570643649942338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsW_dYy00I/AAAAAAAABLI/QCFSQ2LQrqg/s400/IMG_1491%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUv_CiwbI/AAAAAAAABK4/hUym5ol0wFs/s1600/IMG_1515%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569568178782257586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUv_CiwbI/AAAAAAAABK4/hUym5ol0wFs/s400/IMG_1515%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Our family Birthday breakfast tradition. Home made waffles and ice cream. With buttermilk and chocolate syrup. She chose Kiwi and banana's on the side. She LOVES kiwi!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvmHbULI/AAAAAAAABKw/we-9M52huoM/s1600/IMG_1785%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569568172091855026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvmHbULI/AAAAAAAABKw/we-9M52huoM/s400/IMG_1785%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Little Miss Diva herself!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvSz-2cI/AAAAAAAABKo/tTwXgX8eZ7g/s1600/IMG_1763%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569568166910024130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvSz-2cI/AAAAAAAABKo/tTwXgX8eZ7g/s400/IMG_1763%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvLXKLtI/AAAAAAAABKg/e3KE-VZ4TC0/s1600/IMG_1755%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569568164910083794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsUvLXKLtI/AAAAAAAABKg/e3KE-VZ4TC0/s400/IMG_1755%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Kylynne woke up the morning of her birthday and asked over and over to go to Cabella's. That wasn't really in the birthday plan but we had to do it, since that's what she wanted. She sat in this little camping chair and said "Cheese Mommy!"<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsTbOoR1ZI/AAAAAAAABKY/hbtX99gatCA/s1600/IMG_1814%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566722678183314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsTbOoR1ZI/AAAAAAAABKY/hbtX99gatCA/s400/IMG_1814%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsTapMFtPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/2ICElT192z8/s1600/IMG_1812%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569566712627836146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TUsTapMFtPI/AAAAAAAABKQ/2ICElT192z8/s400/IMG_1812%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-21414173223090066842011-01-08T21:03:00.001-08:002011-01-08T21:19:52.056-08:00Well... I thought about it anyway.So we haven't sent a Christmas cards out since Maxwell's first Christmas 6 years ago. I really meant to do it this year, but the month of December got away from me and it never happened. SO, here are the pictures we were going to use, taken by my wonderful sister in law Autumn. Hope everyone had a fantastic holiday season. Now for my new years resolution... to blog more.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCKgOy_FI/AAAAAAAABJc/YdIuyTz0-9s/s1600/DSC_0051.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCKgOy_FI/AAAAAAAABJc/YdIuyTz0-9s/s400/DSC_0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560047963183709266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCKR-tbsI/AAAAAAAABJU/26_tc6OFbBg/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCKR-tbsI/AAAAAAAABJU/26_tc6OFbBg/s400/DSC_0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560047959358140098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCJ_CPWYI/AAAAAAAABJM/cHPP8M-s1ng/s1600/DSC_0010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TSlCJ_CPWYI/AAAAAAAABJM/cHPP8M-s1ng/s400/DSC_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560047954272672130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-25409219613670354262010-11-04T20:29:00.001-07:002010-11-04T21:06:25.175-07:00Pumpkin patch and HalloweenI know, I know... Two posts in one week, or one month for that matter!<br /><br />So we did the traditional pumpkin patch which was a lot of fun and everything was free, BONUS! There was a pumpkin carving contest, games, pumpkins and free krispie kreme donuts. In case you weren't sure... I LOVE everything about the fall in Utah, even the way it smells outside, so BEAUTIFUL!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mxPml4I/AAAAAAAABJA/CVW_OvOrA1g/s1600/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mxPml4I/AAAAAAAABJA/CVW_OvOrA1g/s400/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535905372464125826" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mSMSEEI/AAAAAAAABI4/NqYl4_34Zyo/s1600/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mSMSEEI/AAAAAAAABI4/NqYl4_34Zyo/s400/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535905364128698434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mPTL2kI/AAAAAAAABIw/4JT9pqJrG1I/s1600/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8mPTL2kI/AAAAAAAABIw/4JT9pqJrG1I/s400/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535905363352345154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8l8-otvI/AAAAAAAABIo/_-5KvMW4mlk/s1600/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8l8-otvI/AAAAAAAABIo/_-5KvMW4mlk/s400/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535905358434318066" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8loFjQXI/AAAAAAAABIg/EbSnyPLSR14/s1600/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN8loFjQXI/AAAAAAAABIg/EbSnyPLSR14/s400/pumpkin+patch+Oct+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535905352826175858" border="0" /></a><br />This year Halloween didn't really feel like Halloween. All the events leading up to it were awesome! But Halloween night was a little bit of a let down. It started pouring rain at about 3pm and didn't stop until about 8pm. The sidewalks were practically void of trick or treaters.<br /> We went to our ward trunk or treat at 4pm which was moved inside because of the rain. The kids walked from classroom to classroom. <br />Kylynne wasn't sure what she thought about it at first but it didn't take long for her to figure it out and when she did if someone in front of her in line stopped or even slowed down she would push them forward and say "move". She dug right in to each bowl like she wasn't ever going to see candy again. Since the rain was not letting up even a bit, we went to my parents house to wait it out. I think there were only about a dozen or so knocks on their door. When the rain finally stopped it was late and time for the chungies to get to bed... they didn't mind though, they had eaten all the candy they wanted :0)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I really lucked out this year, the kids all wanted to wear costumes that we already had. Kylynne would not stand up she kept doing this funny slouchy thing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN78B0ld4I/AAAAAAAABIY/-vXUhCR379w/s1600/Halloween+2010+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN78B0ld4I/AAAAAAAABIY/-vXUhCR379w/s400/Halloween+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904638179833730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN774ywjQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Tvbh-jUMLhs/s1600/Halloween+2010+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN774ywjQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Tvbh-jUMLhs/s400/Halloween+2010+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904635756252418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77khZRWI/AAAAAAAABII/mpyLGSft984/s1600/Halloween+2010+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77khZRWI/AAAAAAAABII/mpyLGSft984/s400/Halloween+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904630314714466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77kgqHHI/AAAAAAAABIA/cZflH5VtLWw/s1600/Halloween+2010+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77kgqHHI/AAAAAAAABIA/cZflH5VtLWw/s400/Halloween+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904630311623794" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77QZw15I/AAAAAAAABH4/05tJZ_siiuA/s1600/Halloween+2010+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN77QZw15I/AAAAAAAABH4/05tJZ_siiuA/s400/Halloween+2010+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904624913995666" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7hXp4oNI/AAAAAAAABHw/vZaNgyJrdJI/s1600/Halloween+2010+017.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7hI8gGMI/AAAAAAAABHo/DTxbrK8v7So/s1600/Halloween+2010+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7hI8gGMI/AAAAAAAABHo/DTxbrK8v7So/s400/Halloween+2010+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904176235616450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7g3cBJLI/AAAAAAAABHg/wGLyS42H-fg/s1600/Halloween+2010+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7g3cBJLI/AAAAAAAABHg/wGLyS42H-fg/s400/Halloween+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904171535967410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7gvVOICI/AAAAAAAABHY/Im7vU01JWcs/s1600/Halloween+2010+025.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7gvVOICI/AAAAAAAABHY/Im7vU01JWcs/s400/Halloween+2010+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904169359974434" border="0" /></a><br />The best part of the night... reading stories with Grammy!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7gaqGe-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/9kCvkO_eZ9E/s1600/Halloween+2010+028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNN7gaqGe-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/9kCvkO_eZ9E/s400/Halloween+2010+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535904163810409442" border="0" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-49661021881123506372010-11-03T13:54:00.001-07:002010-11-03T14:20:43.420-07:00Stewart falls and Timpanogos CaveA couple of weeks ago the Naylors (Casey's sisters family)came down from Ogden and spent the weekend with us. Two days back to back we hiked. The first day we hiked Stewart falls which is 4 miles round trip and then the second day we hiked timp cave which is just under 3 miles round trip (I think). The kids were such troopers and all walked the whole way, except for baby, but she did walk a lot. The weather was perfect and the scenery was beautiful with fall in full swing. It felt so good to be outdoors in the fresh air spending time together as a family. I didn't realize how much I missed Utah until we got back. You can't beat the views from the mountains no matter how beautiful the beach is :o)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Starting our hike to Timpanogos Cave<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHPORb-ktI/AAAAAAAABGA/DAn4wGt_BjI/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHPORb-ktI/AAAAAAAABGA/DAn4wGt_BjI/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535433261120918226" border="0" /></a><br />Inside the Cave<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO2rUjmYI/AAAAAAAABF4/jTQ2iPiAgpk/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+115.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO2rUjmYI/AAAAAAAABF4/jTQ2iPiAgpk/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432855752251778" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO2dhZeQI/AAAAAAAABFw/vf7UgFJM3yY/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+110.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO2dhZeQI/AAAAAAAABFw/vf7UgFJM3yY/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432852048017666" border="0" /></a><br />On the way up<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO10BTe6I/AAAAAAAABFo/bXVeGo38L28/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+095.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO10BTe6I/AAAAAAAABFo/bXVeGo38L28/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432840907553698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO1MEahNI/AAAAAAAABFg/1FgIUAGUawg/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+072.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO1MEahNI/AAAAAAAABFg/1FgIUAGUawg/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432830183179474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO0lI3iWI/AAAAAAAABFY/5lCmpbXGVfg/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+076.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHO0lI3iWI/AAAAAAAABFY/5lCmpbXGVfg/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432819732875618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hiking to Stewart Falls (I can't remember why Mia was mad)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNWMdy9lI/AAAAAAAABFQ/DLPC7PCpZCo/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNWMdy9lI/AAAAAAAABFQ/DLPC7PCpZCo/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535431198202066514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNVhEbO4I/AAAAAAAABFI/h2Gr1AzKqDc/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNVhEbO4I/AAAAAAAABFI/h2Gr1AzKqDc/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535431186552929154" border="0" /></a><br />The leaves were beautiful and the cheeks were kissable!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNVe9JU5I/AAAAAAAABFA/WHxijD1SUOM/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+037.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNVe9JU5I/AAAAAAAABFA/WHxijD1SUOM/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535431185985524626" border="0" /></a><br />Yay, we made it!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNUxRNK2I/AAAAAAAABE4/a-JikmnbUdw/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNUxRNK2I/AAAAAAAABE4/a-JikmnbUdw/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535431173721631586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNUUCee6I/AAAAAAAABEw/hsPwEFJqjOk/s1600/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+026.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TNHNUUCee6I/AAAAAAAABEw/hsPwEFJqjOk/s400/stewart+falls,+timp+cave+Oct+2010+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535431165875223458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-14483292407733495482010-08-23T19:15:00.000-07:002010-08-23T19:35:24.197-07:00UtahSo it's official. We have now moved to Utah which most of you probably know. It's been a crazy leap of faith for us. Hopefully I can keep it together while my better half is working hard in California until he can find a job here in Utah.<br />Maxwell starts school on wednesday (which is what brought the kids and I here without Casey in the first place) and he is having a little anxiety about it. It's been the hardest for him I think and it makes me sad.<br />I haven't been the most patient or loving mom doing it all on my own and I feel bad about that too. It's hard cutting myself some slack when I feel so guilty about losing my patience with the children.<br />I just hope they're not scarred for life from this whole experience. All I can do is my best and sometimes I worry that's not enough.<br /><br />For now it is what it is, there's no changing that. So thanks to all of our friends and family who have helped us, supported us and prayed for us. We feel your love and encouragement and know that through our faith in the Savior Jesus Christ we will pull through this stronger, better people.Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-33305006361205050162010-07-24T11:39:00.000-07:002010-07-24T11:42:32.643-07:00Who's who?I know... Do you?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TEsz9qRGRZI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Ly8JdlJNNBM/s1600/DSC_0376.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TEsz9qRGRZI/AAAAAAAABEQ/Ly8JdlJNNBM/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497544904546862482" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TEsz9YE3rJI/AAAAAAAABEI/FCvZcJh5I84/s1600/DSC_0375.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TEsz9YE3rJI/AAAAAAAABEI/FCvZcJh5I84/s400/DSC_0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497544899663735954" border="0" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-13443867540158212412010-07-12T17:25:00.001-07:002010-07-12T17:45:05.891-07:00Lazy days of summer...It's been so cloudy and cool for the last week so when the kiddo's woke up this morning and looked outside they yelled "oh my gosh, it's a sunny day" and immediately ran out in their pj's to ride their bikes. After playing in the hot sun for a little while they were all sticky and sweaty so I put the sprinkler on and grass and they had a blast!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mia <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0uLLSoHI/AAAAAAAABEA/MYfqjSejRGM/s1600/July+12,+2010+027.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0uLLSoHI/AAAAAAAABEA/MYfqjSejRGM/s400/July+12,+2010+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182875875582066" border="0" /></a><br />Eva</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0tvcmMPI/AAAAAAAABD4/smSOvCX74Bo/s1600/July+12,+2010+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0tvcmMPI/AAAAAAAABD4/smSOvCX74Bo/s400/July+12,+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182868431974642" border="0" /></a><br />Taking a break to warm up for a minute<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0tG9h4_I/AAAAAAAABDw/1A3NCcXdLno/s1600/July+12,+2010+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0tG9h4_I/AAAAAAAABDw/1A3NCcXdLno/s400/July+12,+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182857564251122" border="0" /></a><br />Kylynne even got in the action<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0Kdbv2lI/AAAAAAAABDo/fhlwtzgarBY/s1600/July+12,+2010+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0Kdbv2lI/AAAAAAAABDo/fhlwtzgarBY/s400/July+12,+2010+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182262301153874" border="0" /></a><br />Cheese!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0JoFAVYI/AAAAAAAABDg/nBjydX0yft0/s1600/July+12,+2010+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0JoFAVYI/AAAAAAAABDg/nBjydX0yft0/s400/July+12,+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182247978685826" border="0" /></a><br />On your mark...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0JEMIZ5I/AAAAAAAABDY/f-BeKFApMCA/s1600/July+12,+2010+017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0JEMIZ5I/AAAAAAAABDY/f-BeKFApMCA/s400/July+12,+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182238344898450" border="0" /></a><br />Get set...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0IniOnOI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_63f0rIPshQ/s1600/July+12,+2010+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0IniOnOI/AAAAAAAABDQ/_63f0rIPshQ/s400/July+12,+2010+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182230652951778" border="0" /></a><br />Goooooo.....</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0INeHIMI/AAAAAAAABDI/NDn7lkzXyTY/s1600/July+12,+2010+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDu0INeHIMI/AAAAAAAABDI/NDn7lkzXyTY/s400/July+12,+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493182223656362178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzN6eqYDI/AAAAAAAABDA/12lK_nrRgAM/s1600/July+12,+2010+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzN6eqYDI/AAAAAAAABDA/12lK_nrRgAM/s400/July+12,+2010+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181222125985842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzNO8yP2I/AAAAAAAABC4/17-XFW1SOkE/s1600/July+12,+2010+023.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzNO8yP2I/AAAAAAAABC4/17-XFW1SOkE/s400/July+12,+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181210441170786" border="0" /></a><br />Cute little Eva E<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzMolXB1I/AAAAAAAABCw/RYDrUumCVIE/s1600/July+12,+2010+026.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzMolXB1I/AAAAAAAABCw/RYDrUumCVIE/s400/July+12,+2010+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181200142370642" border="0" /></a><br />Maximus!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzLlasyrI/AAAAAAAABCo/Lc7z0Y-H2nY/s1600/July+12,+2010+029.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzLlasyrI/AAAAAAAABCo/Lc7z0Y-H2nY/s400/July+12,+2010+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181182112484018" border="0" /></a><br />Yummy</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzK8Ah-xI/AAAAAAAABCg/WxDoYIBrZ0A/s1600/July+12,+2010+033.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDuzK8Ah-xI/AAAAAAAABCg/WxDoYIBrZ0A/s400/July+12,+2010+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493181170996869906" border="0" /></a><br />Awe to be a kid again... <br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-42591761456160780122010-07-10T13:08:00.000-07:002010-07-10T13:24:20.220-07:00Fathers and sons camp outMaxwell loves any and all things that include his Daddy. Now that school is out he is constantly asking when Daddy is going to be home and why Daddy has to work so much. He wants to be by his side all the time. They had a blast at the father and son camp out. They got to shoot guns, play cards, eat yummy food and of course stay up late and get up way to early. Uncle Dave and cousin Caleb and Jacob came out to go with them and Uncle Brandon and cousin Hudson came too!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUZ0cww6I/AAAAAAAABCY/S5ruy0iKLug/s1600/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+045.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUZ0cww6I/AAAAAAAABCY/S5ruy0iKLug/s400/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492373285619418018" border="0" /></a><br />Uno anyone?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUZLjitOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Kj743zgCLK0/s1600/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+028.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUZLjitOI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Kj743zgCLK0/s400/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492373274642003170" border="0" /></a><br />Maxwell and Caleb have turned into a couple of show offs. They are always making funny faces and comments about how they are "looking good" as they bob their head in a cocky manner. Two peas in a pod these two... check out those muscles!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUYiN6A5I/AAAAAAAABCI/ZCtN1y2mdsE/s1600/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+039.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUYiN6A5I/AAAAAAAABCI/ZCtN1y2mdsE/s400/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492373263545402258" border="0" /></a><br />My two best Babes!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUYf4fUII/AAAAAAAABCA/hrkDz9xk-38/s1600/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TDjUYf4fUII/AAAAAAAABCA/hrkDz9xk-38/s400/fathers+and+sons+campout+%2710+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492373262918701186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-43856617556234657172010-06-07T17:17:00.000-07:002010-06-08T23:18:51.426-07:00Ballerina Pary!!!Mia and Eva's best friend Tessa turned 4 on May 2nd and had a super cute ballerina party. Shelley and I made tutu's for all the girls that came and they all looked so cute. Thanks for letting us share your birthday with you, we love you Tessa!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mia making her bracelet<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2N2UBRt9I/AAAAAAAABB4/7dkg45YZtEM/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2N2UBRt9I/AAAAAAAABB4/7dkg45YZtEM/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480192285806278610" border="0" /></a><br />Eva's bracelet<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2N1hVu4UI/AAAAAAAABBw/7UycSOdQwy8/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2N1hVu4UI/AAAAAAAABBw/7UycSOdQwy8/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480192272201867586" border="0" /></a><br />Most of the girls<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NSfTGKGI/AAAAAAAABBo/HlAtjsX0MK8/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NSfTGKGI/AAAAAAAABBo/HlAtjsX0MK8/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191670358517858" border="0" /></a><br />Cute little Kylynne<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NRz4zfDI/AAAAAAAABBg/IrvxUtZM4zs/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NRz4zfDI/AAAAAAAABBg/IrvxUtZM4zs/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191658705517618" border="0" /></a><br />Getting instructions on how to pin the crown on the ballerina<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NRYYqR1I/AAAAAAAABBY/tXte6m_vqoE/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NRYYqR1I/AAAAAAAABBY/tXte6m_vqoE/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191651322939218" border="0" /></a><br />Mia and Eva refused to go alone to pin their crown on the ballerina<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NQ9ya8GI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3b6rnEow-S8/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NQ9ya8GI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3b6rnEow-S8/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191644183228514" border="0" /></a><br />The birthday girl<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NQlVpq0I/AAAAAAAABBI/O0k6cvwJx4c/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+013.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2NQlVpq0I/AAAAAAAABBI/O0k6cvwJx4c/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191637620108098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MweKrgWI/AAAAAAAABBA/Xn8n8NJI4GQ/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+014.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MweKrgWI/AAAAAAAABBA/Xn8n8NJI4GQ/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191085939229026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Shelley's cute neighbor girl came over in her point shoes and taught a quick dance to the girls... which they LOVED! Great idea Shelley.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MvaHe5PI/AAAAAAAABAw/sa7Ew3b0Zbs/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MvaHe5PI/AAAAAAAABAw/sa7Ew3b0Zbs/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191067672208626" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MuydoowI/AAAAAAAABAo/KtIyk-1RKvA/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MuydoowI/AAAAAAAABAo/KtIyk-1RKvA/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191057027703554" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Birthday Dear Tessa, Happy Birthday to you!!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MuAD-HzI/AAAAAAAABAg/Q-mXQ5Tkqds/s1600/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+024.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TA2MuAD-HzI/AAAAAAAABAg/Q-mXQ5Tkqds/s400/Tessa%27s+4th+birthday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480191043498286898" border="0" /></a>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581283984068267460.post-32684156989975733642010-06-03T15:45:00.000-07:002010-06-03T16:07:38.388-07:00More baseball picturesThe U-6 Dodgers played a great season and had some awesome plays their very last game. We all enjoyed baseball season and the new friends we made. Maxwell learned a lot and is looking forward to playing again next year.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAg1m289wJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-Qg9R_QlDJs/s1600/spring+baseball+2010+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAg1m289wJI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-Qg9R_QlDJs/s400/spring+baseball+2010+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478687888398729362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAg0U-RXhrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/4H4IqSuiUKQ/s1600/spring+baseball+2010+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAg0U-RXhrI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/4H4IqSuiUKQ/s400/spring+baseball+2010+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478686481614079666" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwp-yjaaI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DzS4H6Pe58Y/s1600/spring+baseball+2010+006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwp-yjaaI/AAAAAAAAA_I/DzS4H6Pe58Y/s400/spring+baseball+2010+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478682444484012450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwpTN02YI/AAAAAAAAA_A/EGcv7aTJgaA/s1600/spring+baseball+2010+021.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwpTN02YI/AAAAAAAAA_A/EGcv7aTJgaA/s400/spring+baseball+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478682432787241346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwowaH5_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/kqRWMc3a2sU/s1600/spring+baseball+2010+018.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__ff2ee-OceE/TAgwowaH5_I/AAAAAAAAA-4/kqRWMc3a2sU/s400/spring+baseball+2010+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478682423443580914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Tammyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04169770481005940623noreply@blogger.com3