tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72153976116530845852024-02-20T20:54:53.141-08:00TheWagarFiveWagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-18082909527682625292010-05-06T18:01:00.000-07:002010-05-06T18:09:54.891-07:00<div><br /></div><div>Here is my first set of action shots with my new pretty camera. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYqZ9V2BMmTulIQyoj8-YHDMil_bifvanYd1IQFTSN5mj9QRFMrsDfwynb-fb6VJrkMOs43LIYPKdW-aMxRf9e7lc4dYc_6_s5qnfuslZ-gY_A_CNRtgg7iQT70WYBkDfWL4r6rFGJF0w/s1600/May+2010+055.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYqZ9V2BMmTulIQyoj8-YHDMil_bifvanYd1IQFTSN5mj9QRFMrsDfwynb-fb6VJrkMOs43LIYPKdW-aMxRf9e7lc4dYc_6_s5qnfuslZ-gY_A_CNRtgg7iQT70WYBkDfWL4r6rFGJF0w/s320/May+2010+055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468328463968707314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The approach</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpGzFlXmxVHKyK1tfKbRwO3OnNfl4GXUZOhXzxQ9WY15GmPWGT0Jd6HxiPbvzs3Ib2vyQ8wIVlUBK3Gx-KG1CHpYU3harAID1q9GnxW00ZxJ11R15_eXzdYqB7sz84JyU4u4a0wfpHjA/s1600/May+2010+056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpGzFlXmxVHKyK1tfKbRwO3OnNfl4GXUZOhXzxQ9WY15GmPWGT0Jd6HxiPbvzs3Ib2vyQ8wIVlUBK3Gx-KG1CHpYU3harAID1q9GnxW00ZxJ11R15_eXzdYqB7sz84JyU4u4a0wfpHjA/s320/May+2010+056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468328453640339330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lift off</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9W5M3pYMw6GO5tjPhQz7yz_A91veyRKcvzOnfIT_G704kvDaeppnaCtj4sFOSKfFGDxRWhey6xHRPJ2Txz960DYIhJ4UxOsa6n1IjYEl3JhwXg8UgYsRU7dBtsXZkio5IDkX2EYLTjww/s1600/May+2010+057.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9W5M3pYMw6GO5tjPhQz7yz_A91veyRKcvzOnfIT_G704kvDaeppnaCtj4sFOSKfFGDxRWhey6xHRPJ2Txz960DYIhJ4UxOsa6n1IjYEl3JhwXg8UgYsRU7dBtsXZkio5IDkX2EYLTjww/s320/May+2010+057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468328445541103010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Air born</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8rbfSTYiSY8wHHChao5TvqVXFqPzZxHGEDGR5QL5WSCffX2ObGH2Ku07JAHN5VLZ7jX4GcIpB06NHm7n-W-iNomqH7Rhmex9EaKjoyf5Zle-DziU_JjWMp2ZnrAWKFcx960yoz6NqjU/s1600/May+2010+058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk8rbfSTYiSY8wHHChao5TvqVXFqPzZxHGEDGR5QL5WSCffX2ObGH2Ku07JAHN5VLZ7jX4GcIpB06NHm7n-W-iNomqH7Rhmex9EaKjoyf5Zle-DziU_JjWMp2ZnrAWKFcx960yoz6NqjU/s320/May+2010+058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468328433561293090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The landing</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoexIsyy8NEPu5cbQZNAVeJRJkkrY0ZYKsK4o0ig0MX1A8ImBssMG25UVOO-PwCdGOXtWNLNp11wyNH9s_SMgAVEkvPMwrvf-ngF_vTk1qjwg3Yma2larMPmfRZKBQtGh86ssx544RwQ/s1600/May+2010+059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoexIsyy8NEPu5cbQZNAVeJRJkkrY0ZYKsK4o0ig0MX1A8ImBssMG25UVOO-PwCdGOXtWNLNp11wyNH9s_SMgAVEkvPMwrvf-ngF_vTk1qjwg3Yma2larMPmfRZKBQtGh86ssx544RwQ/s320/May+2010+059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468328422015810002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And he sticks it!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I love my new pretty.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-54358963665041388302010-04-18T21:43:00.000-07:002010-04-18T22:12:26.454-07:00So its been months. Mainly because it takes so long to download pictures. But, Bryce said my last post about the 80s party was a hideous picture of me so I decided it was time to put up some cute picture of my kids again. Hopefully, I will have to energy to post about Easter soon too ...but don't hold your breath.<br /><br /><div><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2rIlpEHfma-K0_K8GAdcesRBOfFMl987jXsh98oRrhMMR3ntWvHWBd0xdjbbMJDHcDXcc6grCEvHsZuq1ZUHiRyGZhb_xZbkvE_z_au1jyGwDYGPWcJcOQCfgRBeHYDwhPqvpmGWxoQ/s1600/February+2010+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461709036548003330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv2rIlpEHfma-K0_K8GAdcesRBOfFMl987jXsh98oRrhMMR3ntWvHWBd0xdjbbMJDHcDXcc6grCEvHsZuq1ZUHiRyGZhb_xZbkvE_z_au1jyGwDYGPWcJcOQCfgRBeHYDwhPqvpmGWxoQ/s320/February+2010+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div>Kamri and Jaxson at a family get together. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cz29jcrnnGkvGvSJ6ByeUcDlViNZWPY5-eOCJfgZWRK50IB253kIbTN9cI4ZUwqv2-UkttsmbY_8TSE5iNRldP-TAJ97Desi9-PCU18kfdvtaiBKvQ6KXKws95gqoSk5O1Z29kMkYr8/s1600/February+2010+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461709062956995090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cz29jcrnnGkvGvSJ6ByeUcDlViNZWPY5-eOCJfgZWRK50IB253kIbTN9cI4ZUwqv2-UkttsmbY_8TSE5iNRldP-TAJ97Desi9-PCU18kfdvtaiBKvQ6KXKws95gqoSk5O1Z29kMkYr8/s320/February+2010+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Tayson's first time riding a 4 wheeler by himself. My dad assured me the speed it locked at "slow".</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CLjUyT31cSpb86Dl-T9_WqxDnKy3Pb53LfYHHsXiXAWyyrPtfy8jaAlsB48ut4X5D5QIBwVqfGVPRnXs5I2rwoo73uQZmopqkYpPMoAJPZJuoKX62EDGom6XIiJ44CRRxlBYiPK5KDY/s1600/February+2010+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461709071065125282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9CLjUyT31cSpb86Dl-T9_WqxDnKy3Pb53LfYHHsXiXAWyyrPtfy8jaAlsB48ut4X5D5QIBwVqfGVPRnXs5I2rwoo73uQZmopqkYpPMoAJPZJuoKX62EDGom6XIiJ44CRRxlBYiPK5KDY/s320/February+2010+040.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Kamri streching with me after a run. She's our little copycat with everything!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Bryce and Kamri went to a Father-Daughter Dance with Rod and Aubree Harkins. The girls had fun hanging out together. It was quite an adventure for all. Hopefully, they'll make in an annual event.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-5RxVLkAyJFeWicoyqwU9E9oP_oKfXQm82yIQF-205Y3tsZvyiHI5z4ALmaGvrhkGD4d6Gum-QPQt0Q1Dhvk0F7qSsaIjtTboj5M4jw0MVJJjbWbeyqEeEKC_x8OPJxOhfwi9V-I0BS4/s1600/February+2010+088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461709045095339378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-5RxVLkAyJFeWicoyqwU9E9oP_oKfXQm82yIQF-205Y3tsZvyiHI5z4ALmaGvrhkGD4d6Gum-QPQt0Q1Dhvk0F7qSsaIjtTboj5M4jw0MVJJjbWbeyqEeEKC_x8OPJxOhfwi9V-I0BS4/s320/February+2010+088.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZOvkqiNmbhzL9hyPL-E1SsYc-B4f2uVpFMr1Rlm8M7SXbX0No_AF40Oh4hyphenhyphenHaeXurZaRqd7S3UpzirArdVlvoz_zUs7HAXZ38J2naOFics2SrFP-afqmutoqImKgQwYxEp2TXZtOMas/s1600/February+2010+096.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461709055687028322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidZOvkqiNmbhzL9hyPL-E1SsYc-B4f2uVpFMr1Rlm8M7SXbX0No_AF40Oh4hyphenhyphenHaeXurZaRqd7S3UpzirArdVlvoz_zUs7HAXZ38J2naOFics2SrFP-afqmutoqImKgQwYxEp2TXZtOMas/s320/February+2010+096.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-50946547768182710032009-11-16T21:43:00.000-08:002009-11-16T21:55:45.155-08:00I love the 80sKimberly Price Rocks! She threw the greatest 80s party on Saturday. It allowed me to use all the useless knowledge of the 80s that I have compiled in my head. Truly, no one that didn't actually graduate in the 80s should know as much stuff about the 80s as I do. But it came in handy by winning an 80s trivia game - which snagged me a full can of Aqua Net (who knew it was still manufactured and sold). <div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMO1fc67WTYH2ucCnHpaJKcIPc1K0xedlLtdYFROwWM3lcKgpjgNCjZgu1fB8dcaagwDoNI6Y-K6NsCGBZxpMVBQVLEKZtNsQjmifqW8yWq6c0YSyYr3-4PAuzj1WeQzlnDLz-zgpI64/s1600/Sept+233.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945480314438034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMO1fc67WTYH2ucCnHpaJKcIPc1K0xedlLtdYFROwWM3lcKgpjgNCjZgu1fB8dcaagwDoNI6Y-K6NsCGBZxpMVBQVLEKZtNsQjmifqW8yWq6c0YSyYr3-4PAuzj1WeQzlnDLz-zgpI64/s320/Sept+233.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I live for the days when I can wear my hair in a side pony tail!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWIEmCNy4G7dNd7UsmbE1HR3qTGihZ_nxCHqlLL6Dp5Mm9_CJntFzSkPuAKyiFL67USBEG-BvL-ngpW8Sg08tgTv37drY8rK9W25aCNmOJ8a0GTeXLQXI8oQwEyTP2tWzlwDzbGGKWAg/s1600/Sept+239.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945496886101906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWIEmCNy4G7dNd7UsmbE1HR3qTGihZ_nxCHqlLL6Dp5Mm9_CJntFzSkPuAKyiFL67USBEG-BvL-ngpW8Sg08tgTv37drY8rK9W25aCNmOJ8a0GTeXLQXI8oQwEyTP2tWzlwDzbGGKWAg/s320/Sept+239.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>80s ladies</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFt7CSoG6ErqTxS2pvVMDcbb2vD-5YwRmyTc7zt5Ofd62WNCytK6jdZF6l-lueT3n1VfIQ-Hq_gorhymGAij8p2tDf_Issgyf0k4gXeSlWzQdv12XZ4bZ-ivK-96fv-6gx0mAqnoF4QE/s1600/Sept+237.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945503170978498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlFt7CSoG6ErqTxS2pvVMDcbb2vD-5YwRmyTc7zt5Ofd62WNCytK6jdZF6l-lueT3n1VfIQ-Hq_gorhymGAij8p2tDf_Issgyf0k4gXeSlWzQdv12XZ4bZ-ivK-96fv-6gx0mAqnoF4QE/s320/Sept+237.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Rockin Rubix Cube Cake. So Rad</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUD7NfnyqwsZRG9auTdgxjefn-nPmySX8_mksr_h9u7p4SLZqB_byw4ke7UyQl2cNmyidWTumVlyvMKIhyphenhyphen0KLajNavo2K1O5fVsds4EsyPViIEVATTWondT5y5I1nbd1qJtt1DSxnfG1U/s1600/Sept+238.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404945492427370546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUD7NfnyqwsZRG9auTdgxjefn-nPmySX8_mksr_h9u7p4SLZqB_byw4ke7UyQl2cNmyidWTumVlyvMKIhyphenhyphen0KLajNavo2K1O5fVsds4EsyPViIEVATTWondT5y5I1nbd1qJtt1DSxnfG1U/s320/Sept+238.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>The hostess with the mostest. You can go a couple different ways when dressing 80s. Kimberly did preppy/miami vice perfect. Nailed it!</div><div> </div><div>Thanks for the awesome party Kim!!!</div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-36670256701294469262009-11-02T21:44:00.000-08:002009-11-02T22:30:17.631-08:00Happy HalloweenI don't love holidays because it means extra work for me and having to go places. But, when you have kids, that is what you do. So, we had three events this Halloween. These are in reverse order because I forgot how the pictures show up and I am too lazy to rearrange them.<br /><br />October 31, 2009 - Halloween!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifR9XG8dsnTomFecZgdiD0C-XaV_Nc57Mk4K4NWO9OwyfG2xBs3qf5tdJLEdvbhVeg7btVir0esQMDBk4MEdGmkFSIcyl46RVfVVyZfC1wZEshwJooYodjNO8uaty0g42UdsYAURLH9pg/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754476461124738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifR9XG8dsnTomFecZgdiD0C-XaV_Nc57Mk4K4NWO9OwyfG2xBs3qf5tdJLEdvbhVeg7btVir0esQMDBk4MEdGmkFSIcyl46RVfVVyZfC1wZEshwJooYodjNO8uaty0g42UdsYAURLH9pg/s320/Halloween+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff6600;">Tayson - Wolverine</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Kamri - 50's Poodle Skirt Cutie</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jaxson - Cow</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;">Aubree - Butterfly</span><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxmcLfpYamBqO7m1hfpgMwd8VStdvV2CRiWMkSIdm0EbCi8tA-41xUwuW8OAjdwZiICh3BHxVUxpLi05DtNcZRUYcaP-UmQS-8DjjNgPCuiGYQ-PzdoH76gZ2oadrLA4B9psXcBUQwGM/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754470312503346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxmcLfpYamBqO7m1hfpgMwd8VStdvV2CRiWMkSIdm0EbCi8tA-41xUwuW8OAjdwZiICh3BHxVUxpLi05DtNcZRUYcaP-UmQS-8DjjNgPCuiGYQ-PzdoH76gZ2oadrLA4B9psXcBUQwGM/s320/Halloween+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000000;">Kamri and Aubree mouthing the word "Cheese"</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7IfmydqD0Cojar5ZCU78qL0-Ttp6Bp7GjLvpyzEhRUr4ftKdMLh306SW_xmH_QbB3WatlaJ7IE4j2VSMUr3mwFpujPTl8kYlbWwa-ixMmgYgtwmGlyxpeE03phHd4OlEM48Cfq5ZJZQ/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754461876760818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7IfmydqD0Cojar5ZCU78qL0-Ttp6Bp7GjLvpyzEhRUr4ftKdMLh306SW_xmH_QbB3WatlaJ7IE4j2VSMUr3mwFpujPTl8kYlbWwa-ixMmgYgtwmGlyxpeE03phHd4OlEM48Cfq5ZJZQ/s320/Halloween+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /></a> It is Bryson's Birthday on Oct 31 so we went to his party earlier in the day.<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Kamri, Mylee, Bryson, Tayson<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754480193461458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BbpVSXfNhQ7eekfiKk9lk6_Vh0sElTHAl4OQwj-gw56WGQMmyoeP2DTpuxxYCSqS_WtXyOO7GbNRutT0Pntb2ahxsR7rR1DO-mre36MioYYi3w1ObaLLBcjGqr2jYQfupTIexIAPG84/s320/Halloween+2009+062.jpg" border="0" />After all that Trick-or-Treating, Kamri needed a snack ... at 10 o'clock at night<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399754490948327234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjZ3NH8qIFGBw3rMBU4XbRonFFQ9lxB2I8fEffvB0c0hQhOrHq8hnhCcmlSPjZ1wgpYFH_2Pqv-w3v5V3r30PAUOgJIhLAYXXoUlSARyN1Fj3EbHf3wunTq3r-etJX8dOYgvhKX74euhs/s320/Halloween+2009+063.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#006600;">She thinks she is very funny!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6h-XeJ4PXLG2cQeTGrCApUcH5ENR5kQTY3BZJn7-DMTs4Nmu8cJruhd4CdacPCBpNdCvGpbSqYeLPBUTvY_uLQOQFz2QExqPDimNq8zas9Wn575irjRi026n3PlAlMWawlbGVZueOa0/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399752093070365186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu6h-XeJ4PXLG2cQeTGrCApUcH5ENR5kQTY3BZJn7-DMTs4Nmu8cJruhd4CdacPCBpNdCvGpbSqYeLPBUTvY_uLQOQFz2QExqPDimNq8zas9Wn575irjRi026n3PlAlMWawlbGVZueOa0/s320/Halloween+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Trunk-or-Treat for Ridgeview Ward:</div><div align="center">Our church ward had a chili feed the night before Halloween. </div><div align="center">And when they said they needed someone to taste every single chili there, of course I stepped up to the task ...after I had eaten my first bowl. Needless to say, I was a little full afterwards.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Kamri stayed in side for some of the trunk-or-treating to dance and play.<br /></span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0yb0ynHKCegKhhUumJF2imV1YqiZ1LCe6b8UZs5U132-uSmAsHyV4rvo25A0LD5exrbzgO0CW3Cm1FpwIrfJtf37M7xizupknX_9NnxLlNuvk-SBn-UpCv_zHMBwwljfR3vHTjA4tfk/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399752085005652994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq0yb0ynHKCegKhhUumJF2imV1YqiZ1LCe6b8UZs5U132-uSmAsHyV4rvo25A0LD5exrbzgO0CW3Cm1FpwIrfJtf37M7xizupknX_9NnxLlNuvk-SBn-UpCv_zHMBwwljfR3vHTjA4tfk/s320/Halloween+2009+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Treating at the trunks of cars!<br /></span><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ym1knSn3F2xYme25xhmp2NcMtlrUjeZdIIA4gNOM7JuM_KH1WZnPLQvNLu9UflR2UrvihjoC8ncMjG7Pwl12GJDFr0rcDXIQwM7OefSRVADjSzfakiftB1bH9_8unhNYv1Nm0soTkIs/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399752080048237138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Ym1knSn3F2xYme25xhmp2NcMtlrUjeZdIIA4gNOM7JuM_KH1WZnPLQvNLu9UflR2UrvihjoC8ncMjG7Pwl12GJDFr0rcDXIQwM7OefSRVADjSzfakiftB1bH9_8unhNYv1Nm0soTkIs/s320/Halloween+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPrenvGr8elTQgaBMcDMe8hvkFjMQTnm7HwUqs4c8DyuIiLdNpAY770nk9NE_d3kK5jMvHzSQz-_Y16yXvAihD3Jjr1AkibQYkFDNs9n4cZJk1P9BZeAG0nMwhLTr_Lsyyt6uKQvseoNU/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399752073534793858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPrenvGr8elTQgaBMcDMe8hvkFjMQTnm7HwUqs4c8DyuIiLdNpAY770nk9NE_d3kK5jMvHzSQz-_Y16yXvAihD3Jjr1AkibQYkFDNs9n4cZJk1P9BZeAG0nMwhLTr_Lsyyt6uKQvseoNU/s320/Halloween+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Someone (Bryce) needs to buy me a new camera for Christmas. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#006600;">Here we are lined up for the costume parade.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><br /><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_YhMTkvqSVvW-Tg666TVy2kTq21YWikZcgLEHQcH9hiFHXHFAogm3xfej4HfWScCIyBA0R7wKyy1dmobiXP3SkG74dgnPq9leQOunCB7mTbQkJ2ROnDJdTIVF67HFu1zLSoK7B-Ldzk/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399752062373984386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ_YhMTkvqSVvW-Tg666TVy2kTq21YWikZcgLEHQcH9hiFHXHFAogm3xfej4HfWScCIyBA0R7wKyy1dmobiXP3SkG74dgnPq9leQOunCB7mTbQkJ2ROnDJdTIVF67HFu1zLSoK7B-Ldzk/s320/Halloween+2009+023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#996633;">Pre-Trunk or Treat.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#996633;">Yes, that's TWO boys and one girl.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0gxUOjZ47RYr7mB1_-rZPODMpejt6Oel26ly-98uuu1PxPLS5KLfppZIZ73vSHIKvTMM1S3penvLXC1IQ1XPxihXU0v2Pu_V9f_cJLKU4X5VTnL9JsjXeP2nfwJxboQ2PZN1J4Wiuq8/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750411311379938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi0gxUOjZ47RYr7mB1_-rZPODMpejt6Oel26ly-98uuu1PxPLS5KLfppZIZ73vSHIKvTMM1S3penvLXC1IQ1XPxihXU0v2Pu_V9f_cJLKU4X5VTnL9JsjXeP2nfwJxboQ2PZN1J4Wiuq8/s320/Halloween+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">PARTY AT THE WAGARS<br /></span>And finally, the party that Catie made me host. Catie, being too prego to host herself, so craftily convinced me to have people over for pumpkin carving and food. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Here are the kids L-R: Grady and Ella Swinburnson, Jaxson McEwen, Tayson Wagar, Aubree Harkins, Kamri Wagar, and Will McKennon in front<br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG9_YGfXXLgVAk54yKC4SweTjL1kIKZRY7ZmM-qJc6adNBV7Z9p4gH76qZPhygHntePPZnqkfxUrsvKLVV6LpQvb9_VDej7SUuup0LJSoJpsSOSHIw47CifONsAEs7-3_a3qeW-L9CzN4/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750399744609202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG9_YGfXXLgVAk54yKC4SweTjL1kIKZRY7ZmM-qJc6adNBV7Z9p4gH76qZPhygHntePPZnqkfxUrsvKLVV6LpQvb9_VDej7SUuup0LJSoJpsSOSHIw47CifONsAEs7-3_a3qeW-L9CzN4/s320/Halloween+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOPDTQBiOfVP1Pxd1Z6iPPEaP6J86bmWqfw1MAGujCEm6TuUrPLYsikekx2qXtk4pb7IhKnSySaOclPHR4TTa4UabquV4o1HYKqnmWUA_u6Yg98vCdJK3UF2EFf2Rh-Sdy1Hn2OXhu9c/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750394778105218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOPDTQBiOfVP1Pxd1Z6iPPEaP6J86bmWqfw1MAGujCEm6TuUrPLYsikekx2qXtk4pb7IhKnSySaOclPHR4TTa4UabquV4o1HYKqnmWUA_u6Yg98vCdJK3UF2EFf2Rh-Sdy1Hn2OXhu9c/s320/Halloween+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tayson <span style="color:#ff6600;">hard </span>at <span style="color:#ff6600;">work!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY89u-PrlHaXVcLaibx8HBDzc_xPmv12csrIW-Lx8V8pT3A0cdvDqnRZJoAY22u5O7yQeb6SNL8DO0yGyPvSkSIwDjCGL7VgYAcbDy1oIzQzZw7y1NcRXAqjMCQTHugZORuGGS2wuH6u0/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750383917319554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY89u-PrlHaXVcLaibx8HBDzc_xPmv12csrIW-Lx8V8pT3A0cdvDqnRZJoAY22u5O7yQeb6SNL8DO0yGyPvSkSIwDjCGL7VgYAcbDy1oIzQzZw7y1NcRXAqjMCQTHugZORuGGS2wuH6u0/s320/Halloween+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWV1R82mx32hkz32Y4wXbBYoPsfjx12SNdCyh5nGnP-In-cUyT9nzKdN-hToPjWxMbX8WPkDljSB0u0d09vozbUs2uimwMEa8dhlMZTZgjDF8QXns-M2_ftaTj9-eGueIjj5OItqdKCrE/s1600-h/Halloween+2009+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399750376432618370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWV1R82mx32hkz32Y4wXbBYoPsfjx12SNdCyh5nGnP-In-cUyT9nzKdN-hToPjWxMbX8WPkDljSB0u0d09vozbUs2uimwMEa8dhlMZTZgjDF8QXns-M2_ftaTj9-eGueIjj5OItqdKCrE/s320/Halloween+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The main event - dipped caramel apples with choose your own toppings. So the caramel slid off and all the candy toppings pooled at the bottom. They still tasted delicious!</div><div>We'll try a better recipe next year.<br /><br /></div><br /></div><p align="center"></p>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-14753326693550978022009-09-22T19:34:00.000-07:002009-09-22T20:10:59.974-07:00Family Portraits<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3P0yDX3wLKTS923W2JZNK0TdAShyphenhyphenqkioBgnz0JuKFKFMuc6tLeDleris0BBgW08xM0uIgvzk3MpTxKvPGur6hyYQhI0aAEgiHewLTLZdExPu5561ful8yVdXUWWKvK29nurtH2J2_B8/s1600-h/Feet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384490830482931154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3P0yDX3wLKTS923W2JZNK0TdAShyphenhyphenqkioBgnz0JuKFKFMuc6tLeDleris0BBgW08xM0uIgvzk3MpTxKvPGur6hyYQhI0aAEgiHewLTLZdExPu5561ful8yVdXUWWKvK29nurtH2J2_B8/s400/Feet.jpg" border="0" /></a> My fabulous, amazing, intelligent, hot (see picture at end), slightly crazy bff came to visit from AZ and decided to give our family an amazing gift - family photos in a beautiful vineyard. She was able to capture our family perfectly. Thank you so much Heather. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim3nPjE69TMFX7C8DElM1-Ui0XD0-g0k-J86Cd5JajHH77hYvT_IdyjY4gVT5jXUTvbT17M_xKZ6O1lnwq93-BbcPi8c5bksnmxnon6pCFnS7bSCG2Wn1YxjJbzkLENernhXizaOP9LVU/s400/Blake.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Hot Heather Lewis</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384492243926070386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvY7k0kdZWGQePf1Q08fYXNqzszPGtOrCRlvcGLyPPHPF5DyWoILm5uP5s6dexcCvo1pE79x-pumaGhDvtnRttmmEBaERP8btPJvaQ6VmP-9E-tlmqB3Uhpb-Vu3F3ZiBYEN0G_HzbLN4/s400/Heather.jpg" border="0" />For more amazing photos check out her blog. </div><div><br /><a href="http://arizonalewisphotography.blogspot.com/">http://arizonalewisphotography.blogspot.com/</a><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-7479414139270941272009-08-31T21:50:00.000-07:002009-08-31T22:14:57.592-07:00You're Welcome Marvel Comics Mechandising Division<div><div><div><div><div> </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6W1CUr1nIEupfcSGyNHIntO3qIDvpwt-whyphenhyphenVH9QNNSv9Z2Wh3jNBzoqQRdMiGUmaYTGcZIuqVPlt2d_sa4enD_hf5jDLLPT9_69fP2jqMV5XZhTXWS-abl-N5q5dhzj55TF-Nd6ABL78/s1600-h/August+2009+164.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376357560649264642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6W1CUr1nIEupfcSGyNHIntO3qIDvpwt-whyphenhyphenVH9QNNSv9Z2Wh3jNBzoqQRdMiGUmaYTGcZIuqVPlt2d_sa4enD_hf5jDLLPT9_69fP2jqMV5XZhTXWS-abl-N5q5dhzj55TF-Nd6ABL78/s320/August+2009+164.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>And for the most recent birthday bash...Tayson turned 4!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYLokqT0KpbwXcBF8YDQruKGaQW2kJp7Z7NmQkAE-W-Tairh7hoJFTheeHq9sgAlALCD5A6pq6kfKhJWw2GRLBMA3jOa5TrGxTRQs7_Dv8DO_I0Wu_DoBk62VS2QEHLIliBGxnftXGUOY/s1600-h/August+2009+174.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376359466064393554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYLokqT0KpbwXcBF8YDQruKGaQW2kJp7Z7NmQkAE-W-Tairh7hoJFTheeHq9sgAlALCD5A6pq6kfKhJWw2GRLBMA3jOa5TrGxTRQs7_Dv8DO_I0Wu_DoBk62VS2QEHLIliBGxnftXGUOY/s200/August+2009+174.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />You know a kid likes the shirt you got him when he HAS to put it on right then and there. All his favorite characters, wrapped up in one shirt. PERFECT!<br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div> </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LJABFP_njINMOsSo24RKuUbXftYC7piY-DONyOrZ7F2Pb89LYUPr-XlMSQjyWWME-3VXf_13taXSzriI7jfUiGusAZiS9EnpHTAyAD7pBNzQUM2bNsjQG5YVMIbG5NQJxcAWt87d0qE/s1600-h/August+2009+161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376359480554348610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LJABFP_njINMOsSo24RKuUbXftYC7piY-DONyOrZ7F2Pb89LYUPr-XlMSQjyWWME-3VXf_13taXSzriI7jfUiGusAZiS9EnpHTAyAD7pBNzQUM2bNsjQG5YVMIbG5NQJxcAWt87d0qE/s200/August+2009+161.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ava, does your dad happen to be a photographer? You posed so quickly and surely when I said SMILE.</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div> </div><div></div><div> </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QBxMSTi0ydpx2vu_XBZykJB2bS4kHQzX-M01HZwPK90y8h4AzooJ6tZRViYbwUY-KCbMGQiv717Pk3bE_y7w_wDC0stjlekRN8aUM1H84tLiJsIrhBHjwkTo9ehwsw7TqfzAu6-0VaY/s1600-h/August+2009+170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376359488648352978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2QBxMSTi0ydpx2vu_XBZykJB2bS4kHQzX-M01HZwPK90y8h4AzooJ6tZRViYbwUY-KCbMGQiv717Pk3bE_y7w_wDC0stjlekRN8aUM1H84tLiJsIrhBHjwkTo9ehwsw7TqfzAu6-0VaY/s200/August+2009+170.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh Lila, rootbeer and cake. Where was your mother when all this was taking place?? (J/K Libbie)</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueao7elZ-FIXppsb_or1GXMHa_qXZPfsfXMjkj5ASXhjUN5exK3jhsigb0pZL58j1Ls352cSl8jMS4zDOHolTpH-gHq_jD2ZYfF7TQ1q3JRj8LDOTixMrFapBfuCrnJE4kdJYpLsbOt4/s1600-h/August+2009+160.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376359471151714370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiueao7elZ-FIXppsb_or1GXMHa_qXZPfsfXMjkj5ASXhjUN5exK3jhsigb0pZL58j1Ls352cSl8jMS4zDOHolTpH-gHq_jD2ZYfF7TQ1q3JRj8LDOTixMrFapBfuCrnJE4kdJYpLsbOt4/s200/August+2009+160.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />There's our little Princess. Bow ripped out of her hair, in the dirt in her beautiful little dress. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq6e4pJPNllkM81IdT_4udYWn8awogCkjm6LqhNlAhn8q1Mn43JiMFFpbrO_d6xiXfcNQXvWcR5dTfB6sxzC91oH1Oog9rw5qijkeZmR1wsZmsr2zDGKWbVx3Ne8HaBU_N5rqgmIqtEw/s1600-h/August+2009+172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376359453267448930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq6e4pJPNllkM81IdT_4udYWn8awogCkjm6LqhNlAhn8q1Mn43JiMFFpbrO_d6xiXfcNQXvWcR5dTfB6sxzC91oH1Oog9rw5qijkeZmR1wsZmsr2zDGKWbVx3Ne8HaBU_N5rqgmIqtEw/s200/August+2009+172.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>Brooks flew all the way from Arizon to celebrate Tayson's birthday ... and help him open presents! </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAYSON!</span></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376362159196268018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZAYkbPvsPlaBjXwdwXpEYx6pafHNWV_0FNydTXbDmUR2VDFDrLFJQeys_9pdI0Oc_9vajzSDIQY9oyPfZnUgfGGk6iZ7JDTsR46lPoRRy6vRAWAkQo6lnWj1QOl7dHfgJLGqFVJ38Dpg/s320/August+2009+186.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-57890055825580683752009-08-31T21:20:00.000-07:002009-08-31T21:50:42.205-07:00You've come a long way baby!<div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyaw8_6lPHXKRwNi9aEPq6OgiOGjARiv-hKOdBCX3VslI9mVPCRaIRQBxcP_SanlDxZah74rwMpyh1M-85fAtoFTYCZsuvDukl-JUQbcscTyl2ZGGmIU7jAoOmmn1VgLfN1uNcNZPDBM/s1600-h/July+2008+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376354409980365890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijyaw8_6lPHXKRwNi9aEPq6OgiOGjARiv-hKOdBCX3VslI9mVPCRaIRQBxcP_SanlDxZah74rwMpyh1M-85fAtoFTYCZsuvDukl-JUQbcscTyl2ZGGmIU7jAoOmmn1VgLfN1uNcNZPDBM/s200/July+2008+090.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376349646766842834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGpc16vv5JUfTjQ0vze2DbzGdTc4FI3vC6sn-1VMPPgMcagmcfOmsv0Vs9wSVy2bOmNlYCGuFg-iwtxb4x7l-VlSD31yfcAb8W46XcB-lRwxwjuYX0BuCfDCUB3f6cydGZflw34Yjwdpw/s200/June+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /> KAMRI TURNED ONE ...on June 16. So I'm a little late, sue me! Here's the happy birthday girl now ... and a slighly odd looking newborn 11 1/2 months ago. But we loved her anyway!</div><br /><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1veoCUOO4mJb2V9k0j2lQHxrXU3Y4A4ZfKvyOs0w28jgxEkePCr7w56Xmpb57k15OZBtJZhtPfv8cbti2-1BP4d-jHu_3NcQAH6K62q7KNjUed4vqBVZsCsl-BBBzsYLHhyphenhyphenIAdxwYZE/s1600-h/June+2009+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376355165202389106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1veoCUOO4mJb2V9k0j2lQHxrXU3Y4A4ZfKvyOs0w28jgxEkePCr7w56Xmpb57k15OZBtJZhtPfv8cbti2-1BP4d-jHu_3NcQAH6K62q7KNjUed4vqBVZsCsl-BBBzsYLHhyphenhyphenIAdxwYZE/s200/June+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /></a>One of her favorite things, her princess crown. This was actually a baby shower gift but I put it on her for her birthday and she loved it. She will wear it around the house whenever she finds it in the last place she threw it. She also loves necklaces. But don't be fooled, this girlie girl also knows how to wrestles ... she has two brothers after all.<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcEAuZJuyu2uLZcfcjvK7irhrGho4OdjTzqBlLD7VMXM-0hPHF0VpfA55oBTrTdWw8alMPNLVJnb3nu4Utsr7TmjfQxUNy1_KClwP_BYKcctL7nV7bnGQys5MpahggLUePcHSkaVszJ1o/s1600-h/June+2009+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376350876331566482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcEAuZJuyu2uLZcfcjvK7irhrGho4OdjTzqBlLD7VMXM-0hPHF0VpfA55oBTrTdWw8alMPNLVJnb3nu4Utsr7TmjfQxUNy1_KClwP_BYKcctL7nV7bnGQys5MpahggLUePcHSkaVszJ1o/s200/June+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><div>Party Goers:</div><div>Cousin Mylie</div><div>Best Gal Pal Aubree</div><div>Kamri Girl</div><div>Cousin Jaxson</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jRLrYnPPVQ9ObBAZ4sRYMJk-U1F8-LD63zzVjBNHN6Jgla50DTqch0B8xYNtcgkoQ_6Nwc2a3fQY6qlPDGS8nSGD7cCjDJmGvuul_yx-E0fpreiMVk9phQCJ673_E4w1PFmN5kPocjk/s1600-h/June+2009+052.jpg"></a></div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jRLrYnPPVQ9ObBAZ4sRYMJk-U1F8-LD63zzVjBNHN6Jgla50DTqch0B8xYNtcgkoQ_6Nwc2a3fQY6qlPDGS8nSGD7cCjDJmGvuul_yx-E0fpreiMVk9phQCJ673_E4w1PFmN5kPocjk/s1600-h/June+2009+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376350870751227762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jRLrYnPPVQ9ObBAZ4sRYMJk-U1F8-LD63zzVjBNHN6Jgla50DTqch0B8xYNtcgkoQ_6Nwc2a3fQY6qlPDGS8nSGD7cCjDJmGvuul_yx-E0fpreiMVk9phQCJ673_E4w1PFmN5kPocjk/s200/June+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><br /><div>Her very own cake!</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">It's my party and I'll cry if I want to!</span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376351716260826722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnpNA4ehDQ-c9zVftQMW7SRGeyDY8YY2lNfHAHhXSEgut8cly8DSRJDwHWHgNLN4CubNa3Js2D93gYOiu7Dz4svapRxqKVS9uRtRrZW5PQVu6yiJzpdIBNxPPrWvfOP0U6ieUI6vLaa3Q/s200/June+2009+096.jpg" border="0" /><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAMRI!<br /></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-15288566073239525342009-07-13T21:54:00.001-07:002009-07-14T23:15:31.516-07:00Trip To Colorado<div><br /><br /><div> We took a week and a half trip to Colorado to visit relatives. Here are some highlights:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bJtAMHWAyR95_FtaNozEQq6abEZtApEoudE0aIrviKXNRnejytCF6n5tOwpaJgngh-Bi7O6Es-CEy-9Qy4pS1J10ppadbtJMI_cxcBKAbL2AKIbQw3y1G211O_06jIMsAP7hMaxWrJY/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358175736875745794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2bJtAMHWAyR95_FtaNozEQq6abEZtApEoudE0aIrviKXNRnejytCF6n5tOwpaJgngh-Bi7O6Es-CEy-9Qy4pS1J10ppadbtJMI_cxcBKAbL2AKIbQw3y1G211O_06jIMsAP7hMaxWrJY/s320/July+Colorado+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><div><br /><u>First Airplane Ride</u><br /><br />Kamri's First Flight. Actually Tayson's First Flight too!<br /></div><div>Kamri was a little monster. She hates to fall asleep when she is not in her crib and it took three flights to get there (SUCKED!) and the flight home was delayed after we boarded for an hour (SUCKED AGAIN!).<br /></div><div><br />But Tayson's quote was priceless: When asked how he liked flying in the plane, Tayson's response was: "I want to fall into the clouds and see who catches me."</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLv-4qa2RAwdELlj2x4AX9qJ0qynlG2v4nqxlqvobxLD0XMqtuO8j0wsG8djjjPoVsq2oVgAZEQZrDNi0vwswp-X4KCb314CGFSymm5qG1eXMF8XscGm83G8Qdsyr774-aq92f61YkiDo/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178083242887330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLv-4qa2RAwdELlj2x4AX9qJ0qynlG2v4nqxlqvobxLD0XMqtuO8j0wsG8djjjPoVsq2oVgAZEQZrDNi0vwswp-X4KCb314CGFSymm5qG1eXMF8XscGm83G8Qdsyr774-aq92f61YkiDo/s200/July+Colorado+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline">ZOO</span><br /></div><div><br />We went to the Portland Zoo with all the aunts and cousins. This was supposed to show how big the Polar Bear is compared to all the kids but whoever was taking the picture didn't get that concept. Anyway, it does show the size difference of all the cousins. Tayson looks like giant compared to the smaller kids and Kamri is still tiny because her 8 month old cousin is as tall as her and a little thicker.</div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SBgN2OR5vz4aEyWAj_bia74sPPiBU2VFpBcpx3FiGhxCtn6XBBCAEazVzchvP-8rVKbrJelrM09wKXdTgYSiZ8TCL8mj-UAw_Kqbs9b5mk3eMrO38aEIaCNXU12-DPnm3SUQ16yEUdA/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178089271356770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SBgN2OR5vz4aEyWAj_bia74sPPiBU2VFpBcpx3FiGhxCtn6XBBCAEazVzchvP-8rVKbrJelrM09wKXdTgYSiZ8TCL8mj-UAw_Kqbs9b5mk3eMrO38aEIaCNXU12-DPnm3SUQ16yEUdA/s200/July+Colorado+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br />We love giraffes!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXqL9d_rGZWfW0TYw9XlVYiLYJL7pEur07yuYyc2Z6EsZN7lm_WkBc7w1NM-EmL9bEmx-Sqz8m8xAZMRIS8F4ZwxPZ3bdJLJTMZrnqaOHFyKDm6TiHgTIn7CM4yqgsm2uB7Aam_ywz2g/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358178094010003058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXqL9d_rGZWfW0TYw9XlVYiLYJL7pEur07yuYyc2Z6EsZN7lm_WkBc7w1NM-EmL9bEmx-Sqz8m8xAZMRIS8F4ZwxPZ3bdJLJTMZrnqaOHFyKDm6TiHgTIn7CM4yqgsm2uB7Aam_ywz2g/s200/July+Colorado+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Don't let this picture fool you. Blake was having a blast! (Not really). But he was a good sport. Thank goodness for iPods for teenage boys who have to hang out with their family.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JxqjgNUgd83lVjaDhd3qhXNbudUhm6VETzkanNdXKhKZYksxlGpVU5NP2CYQR8HOfxNBjM-sCe9c_9P4u-rrxV6UGQYWpS1HeorjYmxtkbXVOkJrVm1fJ_mYWKRPlzTmlmsryHVSYgc/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358180335073642946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JxqjgNUgd83lVjaDhd3qhXNbudUhm6VETzkanNdXKhKZYksxlGpVU5NP2CYQR8HOfxNBjM-sCe9c_9P4u-rrxV6UGQYWpS1HeorjYmxtkbXVOkJrVm1fJ_mYWKRPlzTmlmsryHVSYgc/s320/July+Colorado+2009+094.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline">FOURTH OF JULY</span></div><div>We went to a BBQ and swimming at my cousin Russ's girlfriend's parent's house!<br /><br />I may look like nice weather in the pictures but it eventually started to down pour. In Colorado it doesn't just rain, it is just short of a monsoon. There was so much water that it started pooling on the sides of the street. Eventually, the youngans (the early twenty-somethings) took the plastic crocodiles in the pictures and road them down the road!</div><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPgWjeo9ChyphenhyphenEqUWTGjEdDLfH9SzIrXyRgVAxikU2qk79eWmeeDpJ_HyVLziPVVLP1OdzCwLj30hIt813PbMwK8khcUoFd2MQQclg5FJDUYfLaw_ZK8CDEqhnvnqZ-YVfR8eBtzQMxltA0/s1600-h/Mariah+Family+Vaca+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358180343508803730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPgWjeo9ChyphenhyphenEqUWTGjEdDLfH9SzIrXyRgVAxikU2qk79eWmeeDpJ_HyVLziPVVLP1OdzCwLj30hIt813PbMwK8khcUoFd2MQQclg5FJDUYfLaw_ZK8CDEqhnvnqZ-YVfR8eBtzQMxltA0/s320/Mariah+Family+Vaca+002.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>Me and my cousin Angie.</div></div><div>Kamri and Owen. </div><div>- Sorry for the inappropriately exposed shoulders on my innocet baby girl. She is so little that the swimming suit didn't fit her. We eventualy found a safety pin.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Of course, we got matching outfits for all the little counsins to take a great photo. And of course, with two babies, a toddler, 3 year old, and 7 year old, this was about the best picture we got. Good try those Leslie!</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358184453266416770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio6IaDPsCQyOfX6vJYXMtpTxs0twesEZ_TCveV1NKuLDpqNbNeppo1qtxyqqEZlFn1TXftkW3mFrB2mH2l56MIdZhkw29f26n2PSbrsv5MKIfDXOIqYDfC7tTTYYi672j7F7agmSar3Xo/s320/July+Colorado+2009+182.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358184460756765138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kCx59aLiXL89ZRdf5VApKJTmnjVbbFVz9DSRmDhzupzM3IM7zKG_IOuxZW8SocqOS2uc85XKMXf_v36O5X1iqCaFXsH74C_HdOttEVi35hIRMnh2oq7eZlpq_teppUy8y7b314V3ckE/s320/Mariah+Family+Vaca+134.jpg" border="0" />Here is our 4th of July Red, White, and Blue family shot. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358184447735331330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp_zVmoEXKFvh8rAuFr2p4XQnPSFzD-4eVNDv7R0sQn7AMiFsI86n5dIJWPaKO_zbRXvEvuD88PPyklK2eyR8ugj2LE3AG0YN4gXxkJNRt1JlRS5BNwjqXF0RRRLFfW47Wmk6GwTw7X90/s320/Mariah+Family+Vaca+206.jpg" border="0" /></div><div> Finally, the whole fam damily!<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline">JUMPSTREET</span></div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwrO1VKvYEba7UnMoIufcCyDdlyLbceS1QoaVltXqXJlzCOPqqu37CZf_YgaXrygymgwpowyqwNI6OlJrgI' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />This was Blake and Bryce's favorite thing we did on the trip. They went by themselves one day and liked it so much we brought the whole family back. We really need something like this is K-town!</div><div> </div><div><u>My Beautiful Babies</u>:<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhix6s2T3uBsya4BpLXboJgWzSdlsIFT5fZ0I8bmqqHIVthQz_q-Frj67dEDa-WHUwb52Ur0jb3tFCJrfkALdhP7ZusakCwxApmdiTfRU9w2WyRdgFCfuoyLPJU0Q9H9pQAxyoP1ep0Fjc/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358546156803456018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhix6s2T3uBsya4BpLXboJgWzSdlsIFT5fZ0I8bmqqHIVthQz_q-Frj67dEDa-WHUwb52Ur0jb3tFCJrfkALdhP7ZusakCwxApmdiTfRU9w2WyRdgFCfuoyLPJU0Q9H9pQAxyoP1ep0Fjc/s200/July+Colorado+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqefo3isH0v0rJiGDVkehsEEaQugnukVikci2_YkrBOlF6u90ccsy0DRAPQcNzYcpr5AKsNgIwL1565l2fcqfe1nt77kDMtBBtGT9mPHk_HDsmv2QLDiFMVi5tvkebACqMHqEQl2u-Ns/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+183.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358546149574119554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHqefo3isH0v0rJiGDVkehsEEaQugnukVikci2_YkrBOlF6u90ccsy0DRAPQcNzYcpr5AKsNgIwL1565l2fcqfe1nt77kDMtBBtGT9mPHk_HDsmv2QLDiFMVi5tvkebACqMHqEQl2u-Ns/s200/July+Colorado+2009+183.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhar2BXe9_8oo10uxLm3eSB0_JoFDtPQoYkdTlZZ3M5dpQvijhmTc8NIYUJ_MRYwbayfeU9-vzsgkhcTvEPJ5PEUq7Vpk8uVDQj0HQFZazPvHNT0DW2qzurvAjkRlbx1yp9HGyPLP_w_Po/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358546140780591682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhar2BXe9_8oo10uxLm3eSB0_JoFDtPQoYkdTlZZ3M5dpQvijhmTc8NIYUJ_MRYwbayfeU9-vzsgkhcTvEPJ5PEUq7Vpk8uVDQj0HQFZazPvHNT0DW2qzurvAjkRlbx1yp9HGyPLP_w_Po/s200/July+Colorado+2009+082.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpD6jnaM7X-CPviDRAYQ69X7VOFE96fuuEASTJwMBquVyygH1jwbI_EZNWCmAASsrfgorMlkh9iEdgcVfn4Lq7CvDmWn41uVq9cimNQ-xaQhsjEetYnazANLLsOe7Q5UX31XxxNga7YA/s1600-h/Mariah+Family+Vaca+292.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358546137279442226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpD6jnaM7X-CPviDRAYQ69X7VOFE96fuuEASTJwMBquVyygH1jwbI_EZNWCmAASsrfgorMlkh9iEdgcVfn4Lq7CvDmWn41uVq9cimNQ-xaQhsjEetYnazANLLsOe7Q5UX31XxxNga7YA/s200/Mariah+Family+Vaca+292.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupGVDic0gJx9UaiukC8mfZiJGsulBBIy2bN8yrRM_L_YQ7cN5fES6wDC6Y642tvQPj56JpnodnjRi5sdSoPDgM9qvnU0iwlVulvOqMQrPw3bX5sNOr7A8bNhEifZu4z4F4LsJRxHgTpw/s1600-h/July+Colorado+2009+192.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358546133103019602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhupGVDic0gJx9UaiukC8mfZiJGsulBBIy2bN8yrRM_L_YQ7cN5fES6wDC6Y642tvQPj56JpnodnjRi5sdSoPDgM9qvnU0iwlVulvOqMQrPw3bX5sNOr7A8bNhEifZu4z4F4LsJRxHgTpw/s200/July+Colorado+2009+192.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-66983607983299070172009-04-05T22:41:00.000-07:002009-04-05T23:30:15.816-07:00Spring Break - Snow, Sun and Fun!We went to Sunriver Oregon for half of Blake's spring break. We used by boss's condo which had three master suites. The first morning we woke up to snow! Everyone knows I don't like snow but outside our window was a great photo op so I made the kids come outside to take a picture. (Don't feel too bad for them - it was already melting and was completely gone withint 2 hours. But I got a very cute picture out of it!<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321451116240846882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1j4LrR2EY6Hf6nnR-EPo1tVybVZJ3UIARc7d_hi6auuHT2Y6jOwm-NETCfRvnFVugAAaWkkEk0DuO1-9hT8m0-FU44K1OKNDr5kNIHDPIC8EF4irWVg-8dr7e1sQ4yPWE0nVYVVyIKzI/s400/March+2009+207.jpg" border="0" /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>We did a lot of shopping, a lot of eating, and a lot of hanging out as a family - our type of vacation!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_qp8mxivWGDoW6aDuuNhd0r08MlsQYk2kJF42Uc9fu84Z1yosPZNsHmwpjQddbTFa-vdO0v7rcsjfQQs3s5NeStYVXoBF5nL9r26ZfLsEsjRU4gn5s5WAcPNYt-5vjt4mxM1bGGEJnM/s1600-h/March+2009+213.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452564050240898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_qp8mxivWGDoW6aDuuNhd0r08MlsQYk2kJF42Uc9fu84Z1yosPZNsHmwpjQddbTFa-vdO0v7rcsjfQQs3s5NeStYVXoBF5nL9r26ZfLsEsjRU4gn5s5WAcPNYt-5vjt4mxM1bGGEJnM/s200/March+2009+213.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div>tayson enjoying the snow</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqWgIndqNQ4Hw7pykVeJnRiFJ756Qfy32W6D2ptM7eR3sNpM-px4s5pKbBZskfCiUrW4nOvE4F78Lf2SLW0Hnc5y6mBh69Mf_5UjE_6HmwKC2h82lb_KEwXoG4CMLp1gLpZet0vLqo_U/s1600-h/March+2009+215.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452563991986850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnqWgIndqNQ4Hw7pykVeJnRiFJ756Qfy32W6D2ptM7eR3sNpM-px4s5pKbBZskfCiUrW4nOvE4F78Lf2SLW0Hnc5y6mBh69Mf_5UjE_6HmwKC2h82lb_KEwXoG4CMLp1gLpZet0vLqo_U/s200/March+2009+215.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>Kamri being a cheeseball<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93dioyL8CvmPyXmrd1iNZ_fYWJiKZQeAV_EcnvWCz5_R8jSsxMID1myjJoRcuPRYn6gHgAJjSKlqjJZeWn9YKdSGanZgpH7xBTKEckprMdGeZ46mZstREBxxoqSHqvDwOzHNAQUdklXk/s1600-h/March+2009+222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452572337373634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93dioyL8CvmPyXmrd1iNZ_fYWJiKZQeAV_EcnvWCz5_R8jSsxMID1myjJoRcuPRYn6gHgAJjSKlqjJZeWn9YKdSGanZgpH7xBTKEckprMdGeZ46mZstREBxxoqSHqvDwOzHNAQUdklXk/s200/March+2009+222.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div>only on vacation to we allow our children to suck on giant rings of sugar (<span style="font-size:85%;">btw - this ended up on tayson and kamri's hair)</span></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGO-9nC5iVf271AN1L9h8Yc1MnL5GzLJ6FTUm0a9FdO9niPBm-bgJG-AMd4WZuM3-SyAV1kgwBQC1TpsXB20hCKccHNm5TvT5Y0IhXzqrj0UMGA5ImNPtr0ZfJxGjB29t6qS_D2od8Rzs/s1600-h/March+2009+219.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452568937169890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGO-9nC5iVf271AN1L9h8Yc1MnL5GzLJ6FTUm0a9FdO9niPBm-bgJG-AMd4WZuM3-SyAV1kgwBQC1TpsXB20hCKccHNm5TvT5Y0IhXzqrj0UMGA5ImNPtr0ZfJxGjB29t6qS_D2od8Rzs/s200/March+2009+219.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div>an old fashioned candy shop with jaw breakers the size of your fist!</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSnqLa9rKXU5lWlYvfbMezfQI9vv5ldxyLIPxG5CnFA52gZKU4ara-u_61nHJnRA2FWdcXEM82JFI1D16h7BCu125hOgNj4_sLWHQiLUgjTO5-GaeGyOYSDsJNXBOrgPnHwvEeYnM174/s1600-h/March+2009+224.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321452576824826690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBSnqLa9rKXU5lWlYvfbMezfQI9vv5ldxyLIPxG5CnFA52gZKU4ara-u_61nHJnRA2FWdcXEM82JFI1D16h7BCu125hOgNj4_sLWHQiLUgjTO5-GaeGyOYSDsJNXBOrgPnHwvEeYnM174/s200/March+2009+224.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>the kids content and happy to watch a little tv together</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Poor Tayson - of course, right as we were packing to leave and were actually loading stuff in the vehicle, Tayson took a fall off a wall he was jumping on (I think trying to act like a super hero). I had already wiped away most of the bloody nose but isn't this the saddest face you've ever seen?</div><div> </div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321459597932049666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKWStlrvN0M9U963D_gbjITgmiTBGhqe8V3uYPphTbH0pkw8ogh8LPTovw8h-rvrfPILuSng3huPn3NW7yxYb1rA8DTY3wz5x8FGu2CMGUximUAiBp1Dv4U8ZOt4J_CuivH75hl2gNUms/s320/March+2009+228.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>On the way there I had seen a scenic look out of a huge gorge. So on the way back I made Bryce stop so we could all look. What was I thinking? The view was very cool, but I was nervous the whole time. I was holding Kamri with a death grip. Bryce was holding Tayson but it was making me about have a heart attack. And then when I had had enough, the boys wanted to keep throwing rocks into the gorge to see if they could hit the water. Even Blake was making me nervous. These boys will be the death of me...<br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhamiUz5Y5kJZL-K4KLb3zvGjTXy0hqnBIt_wWeEK6DWFj-oXFW8x7qeXF3Xm6luy0DoBPQamzDemb93RLdYZ5wsJQ6TTcHrHKwzwMVhlR2ispBvCHOiAEBYSMoQ08mJRgBJjKUfuloSBM/s1600-h/March+2009+230.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321456275854007762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhamiUz5Y5kJZL-K4KLb3zvGjTXy0hqnBIt_wWeEK6DWFj-oXFW8x7qeXF3Xm6luy0DoBPQamzDemb93RLdYZ5wsJQ6TTcHrHKwzwMVhlR2ispBvCHOiAEBYSMoQ08mJRgBJjKUfuloSBM/s200/March+2009+230.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfLeBOUgwx1zZHYh7anWVjfrGYjloLT3gb3tLc1C3Cmt2lwyQMOANBi6dK3iejHzsQ4QHzNBa99O6j2jPkBCqc5RrgzSS1D-wnqTNN5aHEbbeO-0v7xhgjfTvzzhxlvIop-mBGstmyVA/s1600-h/March+2009+229.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321456276467143778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfLeBOUgwx1zZHYh7anWVjfrGYjloLT3gb3tLc1C3Cmt2lwyQMOANBi6dK3iejHzsQ4QHzNBa99O6j2jPkBCqc5RrgzSS1D-wnqTNN5aHEbbeO-0v7xhgjfTvzzhxlvIop-mBGstmyVA/s200/March+2009+229.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfLeBOUgwx1zZHYh7anWVjfrGYjloLT3gb3tLc1C3Cmt2lwyQMOANBi6dK3iejHzsQ4QHzNBa99O6j2jPkBCqc5RrgzSS1D-wnqTNN5aHEbbeO-0v7xhgjfTvzzhxlvIop-mBGstmyVA/s1600-h/March+2009+229.jpg"></a> </p><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfLeBOUgwx1zZHYh7anWVjfrGYjloLT3gb3tLc1C3Cmt2lwyQMOANBi6dK3iejHzsQ4QHzNBa99O6j2jPkBCqc5RrgzSS1D-wnqTNN5aHEbbeO-0v7xhgjfTvzzhxlvIop-mBGstmyVA/s1600-h/March+2009+229.jpg"></a> </p><div><br /><br />On a different note, prior to us leaving for Sunriver, Bryce's aunt and uncle were in town and stayed at a hotel that had an indoor pool. Here is Kamri in her cute swimming suit, enjoying the water!</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321458451189959858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGmmRjjhd2JgT5YpTgsIVyTY6ZNIgCF02p6VkBZHYoCLOe81TiSF8qLE-ErjDPaixInhrFsbdWA8JgacFaCuczjMUyfANSwabjzkgsM4H8W49XN7bwrOyI51D64M_XeKeDJqC1sTHFNCY/s320/March+2009+199.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321458444368871298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZOKFm-n0xCsuVD7ZkU7E6qt3gTVK2MGZB03J00gGr89Kp0f0yr1EpgxsRoAkf05FBJixvctC1TgefiPWp0hlzKEMmwcSk6yE3t6mVpT9X-AImLiUx0QKEyensIQN5sux8B3k1VuGIS4/s320/March+2009+196.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><p></p></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-5615745965576618592009-03-24T19:25:00.000-07:002009-03-24T21:40:29.655-07:00Ode to the Last Three Months of My life<div>So, for the last 3 months I buried my head in work to prepare for my first civil trial. Then I tried a two week trial in Yakima. Then I came back to deal with all of my work that piled up during the two week trial. This is my explaination on why I have not blogged for 3 months. I was even so embarrased for not blogging for so long, that at some point I stopped looking at other blogs, somewhat of a punishment for my neglectfulness (is that a word?). Anyway, here is what the world missed:<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_fhpyIoVmjdMCb9_Crdru63ISeXpKtEDGJ4nGWVn7-FCiKbBf0uzmK7gY-5M8rLrYnKU7772SThH9i-NCpaGdnm_UnkDfWXXJPJ95rbrQVAz9f6vWiS7raPwJtaqmzw6UtLwkJPIzLM/s1600-h/March+2009+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316947797672069266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_fhpyIoVmjdMCb9_Crdru63ISeXpKtEDGJ4nGWVn7-FCiKbBf0uzmK7gY-5M8rLrYnKU7772SThH9i-NCpaGdnm_UnkDfWXXJPJ95rbrQVAz9f6vWiS7raPwJtaqmzw6UtLwkJPIzLM/s320/March+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /></a>March of Dimes Gourmet Gala: I am on the board of March of Dimes and got the opportunity to attend this year's Gourmet Gala. It is great food (and wine, of which Bryce and I did not partake), great entertainment, and a chance for people to bid on items they want and the money goes to a great cause. Next year, I am bringing my camera in to take pictures of the table, food, and beautiful people. BTW - I love any opportunity I have after high school to put on a formal dress. (Dont' forget - March of Times Walk for Babies is coming up April 25!)</div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3GUJg55iLcUh9Bwt6TcXRhJ_gir9a5R0-SCwpLi5S1xxsfHv6x0oa3e6PJOCp-ymTXLTtDW-SIUaczp5NhahCCvUxpQZVPlOQsC1fAo2gpsVpwyvgT04BB0MyfWuDZraYq9HicgzEp0/s1600-h/March+2009+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316951310322447778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_3GUJg55iLcUh9Bwt6TcXRhJ_gir9a5R0-SCwpLi5S1xxsfHv6x0oa3e6PJOCp-ymTXLTtDW-SIUaczp5NhahCCvUxpQZVPlOQsC1fAo2gpsVpwyvgT04BB0MyfWuDZraYq9HicgzEp0/s200/March+2009+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Kamri and her Hair: A lot of my friends say to me that she has some much hair and that their baby girl was bald for so long. Well, this beautiful long hair is also a curse. It is so long that it gets in her eyes if I don't put it in pig tails, a pony tail (which only recently started to look cute and not make her look like a sumo wrestler), or put a barette in. However, only I do that - Bryce is not so good at doing a little girl's hair. Pre-hair do.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWNDFMh5UWt7_3S51pkRfzAvp5yc5HcHAoF4fsYysOZEfPQi7Rr7gopqjj75H69tM6t41lW-0YaQrmHBi8nLZyDJjXuxXW23msUbhxmKYE9MmVbYfSrTIBlE3IEZ_v-wN0s0qX_m6L8Ik/s1600-h/March+2009+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316951317006472706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWNDFMh5UWt7_3S51pkRfzAvp5yc5HcHAoF4fsYysOZEfPQi7Rr7gopqjj75H69tM6t41lW-0YaQrmHBi8nLZyDJjXuxXW23msUbhxmKYE9MmVbYfSrTIBlE3IEZ_v-wN0s0qX_m6L8Ik/s200/March+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Problem No 2: EVERY Time Kamri goes to sleep, she rubs her head back and forth on the sheet. And this is the result, EVERY Time. Not just every morning - EVERY TIME she goes down for a nap. I already have to use "No Tangle" spray. This child already has the toughest head due to having to comb out the rats nest everyday.<br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjXeqd8LhxrqL3IVNvmmTNRjfTNbuzVn2BpHDUxPh4JZUsMYznrq-bSVRA3DxmlVekhdgon7ldHudMPDQWkNRbNF-DQjEeju7gZ3Ue0pUs5UsIcrtHm6s6V0ICtQDcYOFCtTMnSl-Tlk/s1600-h/March+2009+060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316970632655148674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjXeqd8LhxrqL3IVNvmmTNRjfTNbuzVn2BpHDUxPh4JZUsMYznrq-bSVRA3DxmlVekhdgon7ldHudMPDQWkNRbNF-DQjEeju7gZ3Ue0pUs5UsIcrtHm6s6V0ICtQDcYOFCtTMnSl-Tlk/s200/March+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But once we do get it out and put her hair into pig tails, she is adorable!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJrmrEeyauG2pK8CshyecsA-EwDNwqPsRg0KHNjn2NuJJk9aopVbxTXLHqHPOSzVW5wqxigh6P5wg90-_RSg-8y_03SrNVRauqkqQl5XaPoihJqMOZ6JHxRXrQpVCS3BhF8rZEb0fAgYc/s1600-h/March+2009+060.jpg"></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM3KuMW6A2Gg3lRlspQKyfBDNpZDH47zvptMfnsdgaRDYkWy1bmVWw-3woDBBangHNjwS9u1bPQp13WkvV5XnDT9Rms_hLUghW4P-O60PCFQj9_iqReXpUZZJ6pHaoFn9ec85nXiyX3gQ/s1600-h/March+2009+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316953620615740386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM3KuMW6A2Gg3lRlspQKyfBDNpZDH47zvptMfnsdgaRDYkWy1bmVWw-3woDBBangHNjwS9u1bPQp13WkvV5XnDT9Rms_hLUghW4P-O60PCFQj9_iqReXpUZZJ6pHaoFn9ec85nXiyX3gQ/s200/March+2009+067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sorry if this gets old, but I love having a girl! I wanted one when I had Blake, I wanted one when I had Tayson, and it is the only thing that got me through my horrid pregancy!<br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi3PWnpB3o2eUmsorwrTS1f1da9OXBVOTb4VYFmMfU2FTOKmzY_w2WMXpqBz98THrf-If-XTEvhp_TSbWKx3p-6qTg26GEtz50Fg2TBvKHkpTCrxEDfH1NmcLxIiAx8MPsU8y2bNhH7zk/s1600-h/March+2009+089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316953625814963858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi3PWnpB3o2eUmsorwrTS1f1da9OXBVOTb4VYFmMfU2FTOKmzY_w2WMXpqBz98THrf-If-XTEvhp_TSbWKx3p-6qTg26GEtz50Fg2TBvKHkpTCrxEDfH1NmcLxIiAx8MPsU8y2bNhH7zk/s200/March+2009+089.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div>She's such a happy girl. I love when she gets REALLY happy, her left eye squints.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57HMReuv8QxV-7ziQXBMOdmxEDmHSEZO6wnPRecSAgt5bustQ-HXCJ4jqZw9aWiaY3KTaJKppobAn0l5bWkencSuL8i-qQERkPpJC0D_I7VwLFd7vOpeJify8AkXtuaY7c-SQ26PnGZg/s1600-h/March+2009+106.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316953629159870306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57HMReuv8QxV-7ziQXBMOdmxEDmHSEZO6wnPRecSAgt5bustQ-HXCJ4jqZw9aWiaY3KTaJKppobAn0l5bWkencSuL8i-qQERkPpJC0D_I7VwLFd7vOpeJify8AkXtuaY7c-SQ26PnGZg/s200/March+2009+106.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br />I love headbands, bows, and hair clips! And I love little bitty baby jeans.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiESkSmMhW_migcVuNOOL6xWutTl9p0LYCzTaeBeCZynAPNCKQmDa0k9Lxq5cQPKCBGBUsvWvUGsZFNCXJvh25kGwOwk8HlbpfX8NBAerZ-smyrT5f1HcCepLkevdcfbmUEp6SLDinJU/s1600-h/March+2009+117.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316953627012100050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWiESkSmMhW_migcVuNOOL6xWutTl9p0LYCzTaeBeCZynAPNCKQmDa0k9Lxq5cQPKCBGBUsvWvUGsZFNCXJvh25kGwOwk8HlbpfX8NBAerZ-smyrT5f1HcCepLkevdcfbmUEp6SLDinJU/s200/March+2009+117.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><br />And I love when she wakes up from her naps with a sweaty, matted hair mess!<br /></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uuj0yLD2uHpQkJ1T0gUC6nUdS6u1g9kcgo-vhRO4MxYbYeKxKE2irG0zkYkRtyLaFh-_TofVdNJQtjD1SkrL-Zoqf6dO5C6S7SVHuAdafguOkxTCsVSfqolFOb4muAbLyqIOga78Jm4/s1600-h/March+2009+168.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316953631048905842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4uuj0yLD2uHpQkJ1T0gUC6nUdS6u1g9kcgo-vhRO4MxYbYeKxKE2irG0zkYkRtyLaFh-_TofVdNJQtjD1SkrL-Zoqf6dO5C6S7SVHuAdafguOkxTCsVSfqolFOb4muAbLyqIOga78Jm4/s200/March+2009+168.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br />She is just learning to pull herself up on things. Today she actually pulled herself up on a pole - do we have a pole dancer already?? She is almost about to crawl too. Gets on her hands and knees but doesn't really get very far. Turns in a lot of circles though.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>My Tayson: He is a clown. So sweet, all the time. Hopefully this lasts, but he says "I love you" more than any person I know. He has even been known to say it while on the toliet, mid-wipe. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jIWWALVsbmSdUzDheBBHrrlMyQxBQ1MiEo4x3z-3LfyszwJa27WTPcspQp8piCqJP8DWTnEcs8iX6zqVWC-PQj8mhmh_FKmh9ZzVmhLeEoVhAQ2GvwxYXHWV75W60sV_tQd48DjmYBc/s1600-h/March+2009+165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316977394478496978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jIWWALVsbmSdUzDheBBHrrlMyQxBQ1MiEo4x3z-3LfyszwJa27WTPcspQp8piCqJP8DWTnEcs8iX6zqVWC-PQj8mhmh_FKmh9ZzVmhLeEoVhAQ2GvwxYXHWV75W60sV_tQd48DjmYBc/s200/March+2009+165.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>Here he is in full soccer gear. These were Blake's first soccer cleats!<br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZM4RCk0Nwvsz8WhJ1KpHonv8oH37tE4yWle7ABJMtU-SUhsWXIJI4nYMtEs0jaBuuQv7T1EZPnudM6WTuf9KEhBA16atlA0vbP94AkqwVSmSIt_S9DM7TQDABb3fYQAYMpRCRxzCSzPA/s1600-h/March+2009+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968350117342962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZM4RCk0Nwvsz8WhJ1KpHonv8oH37tE4yWle7ABJMtU-SUhsWXIJI4nYMtEs0jaBuuQv7T1EZPnudM6WTuf9KEhBA16atlA0vbP94AkqwVSmSIt_S9DM7TQDABb3fYQAYMpRCRxzCSzPA/s200/March+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I have never known a child to dress up in costumes more than this kid. And he doesn't just dress up, he becomes that hero. He requires us to call him by the superhero name and will not answer to Tayson. He is our little weirdo!<br /><br /></div><div><br /> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczxB2DsDLjjEw9pT9Qc9-vsnXPjHB7d3TvY7XZGj5vspbq7NnGyObJzl5UKydqJ9wL4QZge511ZiTS6p-7UGH_S5cOs2YyQAT_huuqjhpgOOAVHZiuZwtOWiJyit61KXLIxVkZ5SsNks/s1600-h/March+2009+145.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968356527823954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczxB2DsDLjjEw9pT9Qc9-vsnXPjHB7d3TvY7XZGj5vspbq7NnGyObJzl5UKydqJ9wL4QZge511ZiTS6p-7UGH_S5cOs2YyQAT_huuqjhpgOOAVHZiuZwtOWiJyit61KXLIxVkZ5SsNks/s200/March+2009+145.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div>One of his favorites - Batman. The shirt is actually his PJs, the mask has been worn by just about every guest that comes to the house, and the gloves seem to turn him into a vigilante Dark Knight.<br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7O5kOFSCVz8ewoRDsJmBKAME-py2lbo9hR6z5Vd7osh3-LhYT1eanXvbyq7M-d9-oTXIOmAqkPeo7i-Sf2pkW6o8jap_ET4TKDBP0jH6s8JK8XfGZCVzoKdXk9gIVm9FkMRuOjGvQGWE/s1600-h/March+2009+147.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316968367069540338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7O5kOFSCVz8ewoRDsJmBKAME-py2lbo9hR6z5Vd7osh3-LhYT1eanXvbyq7M-d9-oTXIOmAqkPeo7i-Sf2pkW6o8jap_ET4TKDBP0jH6s8JK8XfGZCVzoKdXk9gIVm9FkMRuOjGvQGWE/s200/March+2009+147.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I was always concerned Tayson would digress after Kamri was born, but I guess I should just be happy this is all he did. Here is our little man baby in Kamri's walker. Why he piled all his toys on the tray, I have no idea. But he was quite proud of himself.<br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div><div>And BLAKE: I realized as I was sorting through family pictures for the last 3 months, that I didn't have one picture of Blake. Teenagers are very illusive. They are like wild animals, hard to keep them contained long enough to get a photo off. Blake won a 3 on 3 basketball tournament on Saturday. Then by Sunday morning he was flat on his back sick and is still a little under the weather. The only reason I was able to snap this picture is because he is not running on all cycliners and oddly agreed to let me take a picture of him, even when he knew the sole purpose as to put it on my blog.<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316975371615138466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY18IbuGW325tMHACjHcGKVPzX5OD-WrBLeN6h0QZjqm2yRgcO_WinKkPzZAul9XBl6rEN6f7Q_9sH3wLFokjWZNvhcuzmLo6vQbfmpdqyQ67XQl59hBRD_ENCSvIc4y1L8YIPU6cu9Io/s200/March+2009+182.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316975381942999250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXwAbfzXJKOKCeMwuIlopZevPofS0jAgRFiEIpP_DRDJAcy36WN-sfoth8ObjVOlf0ayaO8JYerN8xD-6XftTmB1a_ib3DMFEajHsZ-FODQ46gvP8j4ZyGUFQWijmRwIHIXhxrOWupe2Y/s200/March+2009+184.jpg" border="0" />This he perked up and was a good sport for me. Thanks Blakey!<br /><br />Now that I have updated my blog, I solemnly swear to keep it more updated. Now, I can go view other people's blogs and not have to feel like a stalkeratzzi! PEACEWagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-50201442857672385392009-01-05T21:27:00.000-08:002009-01-05T21:54:00.714-08:00Holiday - Part Uno<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGjbTozf4qVpd-GvQeeHUnzO2jxYpnt8ZQIRfHhZyTZ9aDtytMLkrXWejUznHY5CAUUO40FpYYtsIhjmeJaWcDgwWgu_4dmolgtryHG11HLjgq7laJ0Z17rDCFS_Z4KhWDmobJxLc2JU/s1600-h/December+2008+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288048619060570338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGjbTozf4qVpd-GvQeeHUnzO2jxYpnt8ZQIRfHhZyTZ9aDtytMLkrXWejUznHY5CAUUO40FpYYtsIhjmeJaWcDgwWgu_4dmolgtryHG11HLjgq7laJ0Z17rDCFS_Z4KhWDmobJxLc2JU/s320/December+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Merry Christmas! So i'm a little late. We had a lot to do. We had 4 Christmas parties, 3 different family Christmas', and 2 Christmas dresses (for Kamri of course). As you can see, Kamri's hair fits into pig tails now! How cute. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQD6ShsZXalJgCzHtZdfY-_ilQQXeDOSQ5f0zR57o4YQMLxMRcxvts2O5rQnqL1uuONKQ3ChrjQXbWmexBEWt32qAChHvZmQLR0JYN5hJYFXl0zpJ4FRu9XqR80cNJUH8jfAb99iSQTsE/s1600-h/December+2008+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288049928780726738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQD6ShsZXalJgCzHtZdfY-_ilQQXeDOSQ5f0zR57o4YQMLxMRcxvts2O5rQnqL1uuONKQ3ChrjQXbWmexBEWt32qAChHvZmQLR0JYN5hJYFXl0zpJ4FRu9XqR80cNJUH8jfAb99iSQTsE/s200/December+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><div><br /><br /></div><p> </p></div><div><br /><br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288050846363307074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLvLaXR7kGeETI_GyDv3ADy138_gsSGldcj6JZbbTm6C77_TOuKMRHZ8YjNHB-v0f5tJwNza14PCGqi1DHspAEWD5BBcOqKYWJgw77BSPT9DuY0HZ1khleBvZcdjSNkMzcrfjlGZJPSE/s200/December+2008+081.jpg" border="0" /></p><div align="center">Group shot and Tayson the Model</div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288051375480128386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXrnkb_oqX1fMdpFl8G40sgGIFrU_bRlnw2TxNuWm04XVRWfpUeA8ECC4tPEfUqlpy6lem_qIz9QAZFF0piv6YahHi-x8UQMwAlp7xhuex_MHWBxDabEzCsQCZxaMgLvVmWiFCzu7lesk/s320/December+2008+084.jpg" border="0" /></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_mOLIm9rvLrN8qomsLcG2cbxAHVk-dnbf1xaiNkoBdYy0hHDNXVUt-9YGWL0zQERwUHhExN_C93XsYc85BiXRi8ftDIRa_zg3KT9FcwFJgt3iCjCYZHN4-NBpag6L-Z_ZtCbclMrdRA/s1600-h/December+2008+251.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288052053863569026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_mOLIm9rvLrN8qomsLcG2cbxAHVk-dnbf1xaiNkoBdYy0hHDNXVUt-9YGWL0zQERwUHhExN_C93XsYc85BiXRi8ftDIRa_zg3KT9FcwFJgt3iCjCYZHN4-NBpag6L-Z_ZtCbclMrdRA/s320/December+2008+251.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><p></p><div>This is the odd tradition that Bryce's dad's side does. The Wagar Santa Duck. It is a full grown man in a duck suit, complete with voice alteration, and (wait for it), ORANGE TIGHTS! I love the Wagars!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />This is short and sweet because I am too tired these days to fully inform the blogging world about our entire holiday break. So, stay tooned...next episode: The Friends we saw and Places we Visited.<br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-24585868377845121072008-12-17T11:33:00.000-08:002008-12-17T11:38:28.534-08:00Follow up - ugly.christmas.sweater.partyCompare:<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIFexnDYEoeautAXkVngWeSRImcyCIMG5GsCOlx2-YoDshIzCwTXplUMPFNzsM5ww9cFWdXkXXsx35nf5AIDeTk38kZTK6wlvtXI7biQisjiyvVs2XsD3wZgrzl7_-JjFBt-MgDrFWm8/s1600-h/180px-Cousin_Eddie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280844640788691346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIFexnDYEoeautAXkVngWeSRImcyCIMG5GsCOlx2-YoDshIzCwTXplUMPFNzsM5ww9cFWdXkXXsx35nf5AIDeTk38kZTK6wlvtXI7biQisjiyvVs2XsD3wZgrzl7_-JjFBt-MgDrFWm8/s400/180px-Cousin_Eddie.jpg" border="0" /></a> Cousin Eddie - Nat'l Lampoon's Christmas Vacation<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280845153689911698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8H-Dnbri1tOl2h_6lJdfDZIL2aQ24VgOX4YHP216U9HP7H0g4deh_SAW2eeoISD8THHQZ_owd8UekYjGbJBaA3hNTxJYAVhoKPeWKjCIlPXq0S5vYsuZdJpB_vmjnTVNUx3B5exuGscM/s320/Ryan+-+Cousin+Eddie.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Ryan S - Attorney at Law</div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-55690939951585391852008-12-15T20:13:00.000-08:002008-12-15T20:45:10.833-08:00Why I Love Bryce...<div>I am not a sappy person. Bryce and I are not the type of couple who cuddle and kiss in public, or say nice things to each other in the presence of others, for that matter. But here is one reason I love being married to Bryce:</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I NEVER HAVE TO PLAY IN THE </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">SNOW WITH MY KIDS AGAIN</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280237098723734770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKiZ7NwOkgh0vv_uOiLsHbby_X1TbSzMpwyc4NPKO9HdGWQ5v0-8z1k-jZnM9LRM9UHv8T_vnRaA6nvMbzyfgB8PaXm2UUGD3BW12a-DSiCRy4XcxDkKKBiXMaWCA5KcX176nSkr7F58/s400/December+2008+128.jpg" border="0" /> Anyone who knows me, or talks to me long enough during the winter months, knows I HATE being cold. Back before Bryce came along I would go outside with Blake and let him play in the snow like a good parent. I would help him build a snowman and teach him how to do snow angels. Now, I never have to do a snow angel again!! Bryce is like a big kid when it snows out. He gets the kids dressed all warm and then sleds or 4 wheels with them for hours. Occassionally, I go out too. But it is usually only once a winter. Today was not my day. </div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FIF-_C8u8rQi1ve7nXvuvqiV3dib6Q-FbW5bXKCjydjav-UGsQW-ukqwqvc5mafWlLNsUtDxjHBqoPpoTPkpWs7A0XEZao3yMFm1h5PXJ_DZ13u6BRDBJabVAvQAau1IyUneam2mO1U/s1600-h/December+2008+126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280238963493361250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FIF-_C8u8rQi1ve7nXvuvqiV3dib6Q-FbW5bXKCjydjav-UGsQW-ukqwqvc5mafWlLNsUtDxjHBqoPpoTPkpWs7A0XEZao3yMFm1h5PXJ_DZ13u6BRDBJabVAvQAau1IyUneam2mO1U/s200/December+2008+126.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJr-YHO9SmnKgZey0ytpAtJBoi5K7XOBax1I9c-m2LsRpCLhrotM24UMoMnyiAtQVf4vyZ8LnFoDHDXwrZsic4O_AvjhfcFiC3x9Sc36xr2IMweaAFc3qo_mzwIQOL8dP-0CIkEDsfhyphenhyphenQ/s1600-h/December+2008+124.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280238960922460130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJr-YHO9SmnKgZey0ytpAtJBoi5K7XOBax1I9c-m2LsRpCLhrotM24UMoMnyiAtQVf4vyZ8LnFoDHDXwrZsic4O_AvjhfcFiC3x9Sc36xr2IMweaAFc3qo_mzwIQOL8dP-0CIkEDsfhyphenhyphenQ/s200/December+2008+124.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><p></p><div>Here is the picture I took of Tayson yesterday, from inside the house, because I didn't want to go out in the cold to take the picture. Notice it is fuzzy from the glare of the window!</div><div><br /> </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280239904950382594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Ef5cKJLRyVo7FulC-reZqxeq1Occ7M63R8D7CO_3p0qeKGok-7BGennDo7wJo1wOt5YlbZ-kKZDjKxyCI_FfOsTUtuev4uZEA2dYrlYEzbUuQGveG9Xoprb9WM_gs5LAo8RkZOd7bz4/s320/December+2008+121.jpg" border="0" /> <div><br /></div><div><span style="color:#ff6600;">SWITCH GEARS:</span></div><div>Here is another snapshot from Sunday. Looks like an ordinary picture of a little boy in his Sunday best. But look a little closer. His socks have eyes! </div><div> </div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280240756149335538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh74CIabQYPxmgFyazURVCrquMwOy-aPHOJt75bbNMn0YyHp7qOKONwkjgqq5cLwD6VSuIJdpDixWi2SYomgbJUcaiPk_5HtoVxXrv4zLykiQWePgh0Ndw3p61Nhe0NPt5pmfC_fgWDPMA/s320/December+2008+115.jpg" border="0" /> He was so proud of himself that he got his socks and shoes on all by himself. I have grown so much as a parent (sigh). When Blake was this age I would have demanded that he change into some nice respectable white socks. But not now. Tayson's sense of accomplishment was much more important than making sure he had matching socks. So, I let him wear them to church. I wonder if anyone besides me noticed????</div><div> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280241710419649890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQaU_EJwEiQxevQJxRvNBU9FqX77kUyjV7QSHFlP_ZJ88UBT41SQSbm29Vj8aLsL8easxayu_dvRo5gYMhKXyo4GcAilT_rHT_PUnEBGUgYFybxcQu0rlUpzDiKdeQbDiRjIMxkRyjW8/s400/December+2008+114.jpg" border="0" />MEOW!<br /></div><div><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">HALLOWEEN SOCKS ROCK</span></p>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-29086361987496395182008-12-13T23:39:00.000-08:002008-12-14T00:44:58.576-08:00ugly.christmas.sweater.party.<div>Catie and Rod threw a raging 2nd Annual Ugly Christmas Sweater Party. It was even bigger than last year. Being the only sober people there (except for prego Andrea) it was my job to memorialize the event. Here are the highlights.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgONTtS3cc2K2KRjBme_GposKgY18L8GskPz89INkuFmRfPtwOkfIv6nipZNE7UeYjiaJTbGSP-PTLpkx_Mszg5WChuSkHQSi0UWgZ-Jy-4YLYEHKIzYoXJVfPyw9ZoyqRXVFoyNskI44s/s1600-h/December+2008+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279548387599821058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgONTtS3cc2K2KRjBme_GposKgY18L8GskPz89INkuFmRfPtwOkfIv6nipZNE7UeYjiaJTbGSP-PTLpkx_Mszg5WChuSkHQSi0UWgZ-Jy-4YLYEHKIzYoXJVfPyw9ZoyqRXVFoyNskI44s/s200/December+2008+062.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, the most important part, for me anyway. The food. Catie did a wonderful job artfully displaying all the food she purchased from Costco. Costco really makes throwing a party easy.</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8HSHUAgkSAueK-RrNTt-hUa0OIjV1teRKWLUEdpl_h9y9S8wLVUsIWB6NiMngmQMrvsNb6yKpyhLTh3cabXHwOAclWYp9jmFcwuAr2HK5I3gTqivupuNsxtqlh0mYnKdENyig5r5p8Q/s1600-h/December+2008+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279548393118375938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL8HSHUAgkSAueK-RrNTt-hUa0OIjV1teRKWLUEdpl_h9y9S8wLVUsIWB6NiMngmQMrvsNb6yKpyhLTh3cabXHwOAclWYp9jmFcwuAr2HK5I3gTqivupuNsxtqlh0mYnKdENyig5r5p8Q/s200/December+2008+061.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNArY0NXcWvG204BDzKnWRexkNJsMySi8CX7brtMLWMayqfU5BChaKw-pgn9z-r7XUygTHN1tecrukxtQU7Nb_lCZ_pj6hb-bt6KSPyG4YwjB-3L9ND38uaN6FIrj-pavcUU4wnmJPJQ/s1600-h/December+2008+063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279548382438807250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNArY0NXcWvG204BDzKnWRexkNJsMySi8CX7brtMLWMayqfU5BChaKw-pgn9z-r7XUygTHN1tecrukxtQU7Nb_lCZ_pj6hb-bt6KSPyG4YwjB-3L9ND38uaN6FIrj-pavcUU4wnmJPJQ/s200/December+2008+063.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM0TTlmYG4tI0g_Sf54osxP9NAg045zwl0a-9II9-0C8vIozCs5VDIeear_T1shk8_45sLqz4ATMHcykuIg4HOa4n6aqt7XCXTmE_aeO7d8c9PUrgK9Sd4jC0NxXeb_MpgVkipLew_Jk/s1600-h/December+2008+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279555414913812034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnM0TTlmYG4tI0g_Sf54osxP9NAg045zwl0a-9II9-0C8vIozCs5VDIeear_T1shk8_45sLqz4ATMHcykuIg4HOa4n6aqt7XCXTmE_aeO7d8c9PUrgK9Sd4jC0NxXeb_MpgVkipLew_Jk/s200/December+2008+086.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>How did someone catch me eating this. Maybe it was because I was eating one of these cookies every half an hour. Elisa said they were from the "cookie Nazi" in Prosser. I need that lady's name and address. </div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;">PARADE OF SWEATERS</span></strong><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7_llCAcKNqlMBFKbQiFxQUXrQ7f44q3Pvqa5CPw1jeqPQi-o_SOXWVTl01Ax86Q9wu48_VuQ9KYPX5l-uWAXLouLbG9anY2qgbK5xwDVaUOHhtQH2m1hNrsXIy3piZ9K0idPDBnmfLg/s1600-h/December+2008+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551848646521362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7_llCAcKNqlMBFKbQiFxQUXrQ7f44q3Pvqa5CPw1jeqPQi-o_SOXWVTl01Ax86Q9wu48_VuQ9KYPX5l-uWAXLouLbG9anY2qgbK5xwDVaUOHhtQH2m1hNrsXIy3piZ9K0idPDBnmfLg/s320/December+2008+068.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div>Our hosts: Rod and Catie Harkins<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12hIZQizBjVEDJjwFSXtpNHRm6tdvZ0zUqabklQKimmd_mT3Pg1ikGcxCKi-mN_iuCqrVUl6uZVY6heD7MTt1O5YAWeoA-AEQa1URRI9PUtTtVflBiEbKhMbDCMZORkO7dWXIZjmb64I/s1600-h/December+2008+074.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551855097048162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12hIZQizBjVEDJjwFSXtpNHRm6tdvZ0zUqabklQKimmd_mT3Pg1ikGcxCKi-mN_iuCqrVUl6uZVY6heD7MTt1O5YAWeoA-AEQa1URRI9PUtTtVflBiEbKhMbDCMZORkO7dWXIZjmb64I/s320/December+2008+074.jpg" border="0" /></a></strong></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and Bryce: Thanks for the Christmas sweatshirts Bonnie.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufJdQPGAO0TNNsOdLi0b6z7ypOe626hTZPs2mCik80upE7PyhQtj8XpajiYodGdwoww3hhmmMGCvFwdUHUpuVvxVfMhYm3qeuvbV_BsdwpgvekNmye8BIzv-B3ckqvkxpdKOKC70OBBg/s1600-h/December+2008+059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551862758211106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgufJdQPGAO0TNNsOdLi0b6z7ypOe626hTZPs2mCik80upE7PyhQtj8XpajiYodGdwoww3hhmmMGCvFwdUHUpuVvxVfMhYm3qeuvbV_BsdwpgvekNmye8BIzv-B3ckqvkxpdKOKC70OBBg/s320/December+2008+059.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Heather (Czebotar) and Roy<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgnJI263ka7UIfx3j41D__JhhAPjfd-P2MecakJ5YYCxnHlJ4N_2NjuDJ-5XdVI4VDKDgyYTMrxIc9CyfAhyphenhyphenu2JB-41oMWvPSvREAbes8sw3DvPTAQfDU9oIItVVjYjFHqrH4AzH7hKA/s1600-h/December+2008+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279551875031259378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgnJI263ka7UIfx3j41D__JhhAPjfd-P2MecakJ5YYCxnHlJ4N_2NjuDJ-5XdVI4VDKDgyYTMrxIc9CyfAhyphenhyphenu2JB-41oMWvPSvREAbes8sw3DvPTAQfDU9oIItVVjYjFHqrH4AzH7hKA/s320/December+2008+081.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br />L-R: Andrea Clare, Jenny Johnson, Catie Harkins, Elisa Riley, ME<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-zr-8jENIx-1yr7BymTYO4w7tA7AiiMJzRem6T2D_-vfvWlrGlid2YsePV05_8sbq-HMLCvUe5tPshlTtswSgEhhdmHY_P5IrM5PQ9S0_WMHLxOMRLulUtnfdOR37J0bDaP2DTG5Xpw/s1600-h/December+2008+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279553144604120754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-zr-8jENIx-1yr7BymTYO4w7tA7AiiMJzRem6T2D_-vfvWlrGlid2YsePV05_8sbq-HMLCvUe5tPshlTtswSgEhhdmHY_P5IrM5PQ9S0_WMHLxOMRLulUtnfdOR37J0bDaP2DTG5Xpw/s320/December+2008+067.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Steve and Kristi McKinnon: Steve wins second place in my heart. It was not that his sweater was that ugly, but the horrible part was that it was a woman's sweater vest 2 sizes too small for him.<br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><p></p><p>MY FAVORITE OF THE NIGHT: Cousin Eddie (if you don't know that that is a reference from and you still don't get it after the picture, then I am very sad for you)</p><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD0ebBNDO8SeDe-BaVR5GBIIWpmfk5J8T9pLC3TooTOCGuqZEO8O3TlmWL1IqirdzaQik61SpGbvlwpcy90OkhIedFDJuZIpH9eZQE26QGamo7VOeOEIMhHR5QMIXTtdQ518mXqiH7SAo/s1600-h/December+2008+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279554350077704002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD0ebBNDO8SeDe-BaVR5GBIIWpmfk5J8T9pLC3TooTOCGuqZEO8O3TlmWL1IqirdzaQik61SpGbvlwpcy90OkhIedFDJuZIpH9eZQE26QGamo7VOeOEIMhHR5QMIXTtdQ518mXqiH7SAo/s400/December+2008+073.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div></div><div></div><div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXJqivyq8dGccfJiNTjeJ12QvpTsvOafuPRGr8HuyEDiowOFjugg3d6xBuaVL_EXCeFtBxYgP_PgSEHt8gPBfpdecLr5YlM2a82AK2BfyAYbBMiJnHY4ZPWdaoeuFxfFZqhUOd8rsGZY/s1600-h/December+2008+072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279554353427686530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoXJqivyq8dGccfJiNTjeJ12QvpTsvOafuPRGr8HuyEDiowOFjugg3d6xBuaVL_EXCeFtBxYgP_PgSEHt8gPBfpdecLr5YlM2a82AK2BfyAYbBMiJnHY4ZPWdaoeuFxfFZqhUOd8rsGZY/s400/December+2008+072.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Well played Ryan. Well played.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279559880668319554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_cBABJHkMzmuht233vOtEap4MGdbaCKGXx3qj3zdhV-rTJWhLMMthjNh-ip7XvV6yMcHW2db9yOUIAsGAZ7u0bC10Kam5fFNmbM7apMYya3Z3M1NgwwW9Vn-7-u4zymmHHHfpDNmzHQ/s400/December+2008+094.jpg" border="0" /><br />Only Catie is cute enough to get away with Christmas pigtails. </div><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">THE SLOW AND STEADY DECLINE OF ROD</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfcfOmcDSC_nmh6KV4KI957e8EBfJcl2GttQtdjjZyKZ5WUqYe5kXLqjsKnvdisFrnB5lsW86K_4GpjjwR05DE5OMTJZX_0KGHrSo7GvkS5Xl5PduaFKX4Mkk8C-BsBpr0jNjG7BrCgjc/s1600-h/December+2008+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279557793268514530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfcfOmcDSC_nmh6KV4KI957e8EBfJcl2GttQtdjjZyKZ5WUqYe5kXLqjsKnvdisFrnB5lsW86K_4GpjjwR05DE5OMTJZX_0KGHrSo7GvkS5Xl5PduaFKX4Mkk8C-BsBpr0jNjG7BrCgjc/s200/December+2008+084.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br />Happy Rod<br /></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtiHWRek3Bjb-qf1n-QQFprkm1EGGNq_KwC4PmCUyzFmoQmCgZEUiFz7mk2QHIZCFJGG4MGt3sLHeZncFr7qCrZF3leGxvErDnLb65ksNtrbgfWQ0WselTw_pRW03ySuYmfVNLIAZqGw/s1600-h/December+2008+099.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279557802898213714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtiHWRek3Bjb-qf1n-QQFprkm1EGGNq_KwC4PmCUyzFmoQmCgZEUiFz7mk2QHIZCFJGG4MGt3sLHeZncFr7qCrZF3leGxvErDnLb65ksNtrbgfWQ0WselTw_pRW03ySuYmfVNLIAZqGw/s200/December+2008+099.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p></div><div>Tired Rod</div><div></div><div><div><br /></div><p></p><div></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><p></p><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LeQKeJnGm43SuHV22Lffgak-kJAo25dSa_NnGqUor1_zfYXUGFx_i8cas7YaUlumk03q0S4eAlNMc5QzLJOeX-xTxUTfcclzszqJLzPGYuIqEaHCBK0BGdz_wpS7pC0tq1wD7AnGWzQ/s1600-h/December+2008+100.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279557808364233970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LeQKeJnGm43SuHV22Lffgak-kJAo25dSa_NnGqUor1_zfYXUGFx_i8cas7YaUlumk03q0S4eAlNMc5QzLJOeX-xTxUTfcclzszqJLzPGYuIqEaHCBK0BGdz_wpS7pC0tq1wD7AnGWzQ/s200/December+2008+100.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div>Sleepy Rod</div><div><br /></div><p></p><div></div><div><br /></div><p></p><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlSbw_eO7qhVxPPmXJ_BCSKwcxK7WVrsl9c1fYgvzey_5_5HOTLtfHo8GFABgAyPNUUvCduGEeUyYy32RpNaWN6PUVwYncEU7WxR_nz3-Z_yg7Wp_nJiRMnI73DfuOvca2cmoSsmEmECA/s1600-h/December+2008+101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279557810565640498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlSbw_eO7qhVxPPmXJ_BCSKwcxK7WVrsl9c1fYgvzey_5_5HOTLtfHo8GFABgAyPNUUvCduGEeUyYy32RpNaWN6PUVwYncEU7WxR_nz3-Z_yg7Wp_nJiRMnI73DfuOvca2cmoSsmEmECA/s200/December+2008+101.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p>Good night Rod</p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-54141685451991793382008-12-08T20:07:00.000-08:002008-12-08T20:21:21.888-08:00Dirtiest Trick Play<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSnew1PIYqk">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSnew1PIYqk</a><br /><br />Can someone please tell me how to load videos directly on to my blog page. It takes away from the effect of the video when you have to go to it through the link, don't you think?<br /><br />Anyway, I saw this video and think it is absolutely hilarious. Since it involves football I showed it to Blake and Bryce and they were not as impressed. Bryce's boring response was that they were teaching kids how to do dirty tricks. Whatever Mr. Rogers. If a team would have done that against Blake's football team I would have laughed my butt off. Cudos to the deviant who thought of this trick play.Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-52359559800382952862008-11-16T15:12:00.000-08:002008-11-16T15:33:28.498-08:00The Difference Between Boys and Girls<div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Boys</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxbbn6MjiejC9l4bDCieV-gnjDfGr_EylRAlDt3kRvZFWKLZ0KYmvYaniRIhrQX116kZqV2uD2XkbTnC0XMUAtkQSb3MLovLyZ2vkcB-g7fmVLEzHmzO-ETlWDVprpij3rcXSok67IgQ/s1600-h/October+2008+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269398494967788834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxbbn6MjiejC9l4bDCieV-gnjDfGr_EylRAlDt3kRvZFWKLZ0KYmvYaniRIhrQX116kZqV2uD2XkbTnC0XMUAtkQSb3MLovLyZ2vkcB-g7fmVLEzHmzO-ETlWDVprpij3rcXSok67IgQ/s320/October+2008+075.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br />Bryce, Tayson and Blake wrestling. Blake trying to show Bryce that he can take him (see picture below for reality). Tayson trying to "help" Blake beat Bryce.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg55qcq8GYmssvh9RUKzvYDzGl6NjOsDmCSrN_huboDG1E9WS55vl75IWTGEwyY50hNmJ5wJglbkOwwqs7htW_D8brsLuug59lSJn4jGrX0Xi-vUofhsnNjrjNdlMiTdLyPa2nE0imaFlI/s1600-h/October+2008+082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269398492294579442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg55qcq8GYmssvh9RUKzvYDzGl6NjOsDmCSrN_huboDG1E9WS55vl75IWTGEwyY50hNmJ5wJglbkOwwqs7htW_D8brsLuug59lSJn4jGrX0Xi-vUofhsnNjrjNdlMiTdLyPa2nE0imaFlI/s320/October+2008+082.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">Girls</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5td8lMyP6NqfdxQ5RrNizOQUXWWE8XpWVeNZS7Mv992kGdg57dv_akP-XZv4IX2YcAq2vxilHNXqJDzTh2jU9sEZdNcNlnyvhEUVGjt9JuERpfBUuJ8-Xb0q2oEswC1oaYn4rLMlmBY/s1600-h/October+2008+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269399090726862226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji5td8lMyP6NqfdxQ5RrNizOQUXWWE8XpWVeNZS7Mv992kGdg57dv_akP-XZv4IX2YcAq2vxilHNXqJDzTh2jU9sEZdNcNlnyvhEUVGjt9JuERpfBUuJ8-Xb0q2oEswC1oaYn4rLMlmBY/s320/October+2008+081.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Me and Kamri going through clothes we got from a friend.<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><span style="font-size:130%;">After all was calm</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxr48ZaKPM6jXEhlt07ggmWzVG-ZTMtn0ptnKPO0ioezyE7ln6pbaa5y_dYyWiJwswOLJm9mPecoYMtMDUdWnrUnTVNYT7T9ZKx48eDdfZaq2vNiLj0IbNOeLuji9HVLLdLr8X57qq5vs/s1600-h/October+2008+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269400760365282530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxr48ZaKPM6jXEhlt07ggmWzVG-ZTMtn0ptnKPO0ioezyE7ln6pbaa5y_dYyWiJwswOLJm9mPecoYMtMDUdWnrUnTVNYT7T9ZKx48eDdfZaq2vNiLj0IbNOeLuji9HVLLdLr8X57qq5vs/s320/October+2008+083.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Doing what we do best - Tayson on the GameBoy, Blake watching sports on TV, and Kamri content to be held.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm6rqmSxlguFaZ1U8JScFlejxFjh_R_nLmx86CQwbc1jfBQXRJGvpUUe0Tr7TDCA8dHI2mbONZiaewv3diVRwfuWaMeKyMhNTYFp-8VMI192cySSn2DaMENFuTJRe7gW56W2mYr_X8RKQ/s1600-h/October+2008+084.jpg"></a></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-29529070128018078932008-11-08T23:24:00.000-08:002008-11-08T23:44:54.336-08:00Tagged!Leave it up to Heather to pretend she was tagged, make up ridiculous questions and then tag pretty much everyone she knows. But who am I to argue with a post-partum friend ... when she says "tag", I say ok.<br /><br /><br /><br />1. where is your favorite place to people watch?<br /><br />Costo - they just got out all the Christmas stuff and people act as if they have never seen pretty wrapping paper, or a life size lighted Santa, or free samples of lobster bisque<br /><br /><br /><br />2. where is the best place to get a soda?-<br /><br />the SunMart on the corner of Columbia Center Blvd. and Deschuts. I have to agree with Heather, the turd ice makes all the difference.<br /><br /><br /><br />3. what's you nickname for your inlaws?<br /><br />The Bonnie and Bob (with a funny accent that I can't describe in words)<br /><br /><br /><br />4. what celebrity do you least resemble?<br /><br />Mariah Carey - I may share the same name, but I do not share any of the hoochieness.<br /><br /><br /><br />5. if you got to watch your husband make out with another man, who would it be<br /><br />Jason Statham - because if I can't have him, Bryce could at least tell me if he was a good kisser.<br /><br /><br /><br />6. if you had to hit one animal with your car, what would it be?<br /><br />A dog - I am only partially kidding<br /><br /><br /><br />7. tell us about the sweatiest day of your life<br /><br />The day I gave birth to Blake, my 9 lb 10 oz baby boy, NATURALLY!<br /><br /><br /><br />8. what is the worst outfit you've ever worn?<br /><br />Sadly, it was a dress that I thought was beautiful at the time. It was in the height of the 80s. I was a huge bright blue dress with puffy sleeves, and tie around the waist and lots of material for the skirt. I think if I had it now, I could probably still fit into it now, 10 sizes bigger and 17 years older, but we wore things big back then :)<br /><br /><br /><br />9. if you had to spend $10 at Home Depot, what would you buy?<br /><br />A candy bar and a book of new house plans. It's my new obsession.<br /><br /><br /><br />10. please post a very happy picture of yourself:<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266559425361466386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmnuG0WL7K6woIkoJAaweEYlCIKJ_Eb-HlyUzV39WM-dRQqoBPGeBvc4b_TCVhwKxCYhIUW-l20YWLt2W9KVd97I2HZT5Fmj7kqRYAmVzTk6FqJDt04YV1sZLyrKsuUT2dEERhhq1vIGM/s320/October+2008+072.jpg" border="0" /><br />I tag anyone on my list who has the guts to answer these hard-hitting questions.Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-13865632539987347682008-11-06T19:38:00.000-08:002008-11-06T19:58:37.389-08:00Halloween!Here is my late Halloween posting. I wish I could be the person who came right home after trick-or-treating and actually get a posting on Oct 31 - but alas, I am not that good. So Nov 6 is good enough. <br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJvC_l9krs7vD-iXheDaFURd0Jvh2waHiTJnOJfcFEylyOjFkNbKq3nB_Phef15BKacAA0D8RBuPXobuZrG7JE6j6UAoV2U7GwYoH3cgwmg9sY_9uIkf1gNz9LgRf3DD4AfHLYw50KLs/s1600-h/October+2008+099.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265755901675977650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJvC_l9krs7vD-iXheDaFURd0Jvh2waHiTJnOJfcFEylyOjFkNbKq3nB_Phef15BKacAA0D8RBuPXobuZrG7JE6j6UAoV2U7GwYoH3cgwmg9sY_9uIkf1gNz9LgRf3DD4AfHLYw50KLs/s200/October+2008+099.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Our Little Kamri Bug - Borrowed costume from the Reids next door<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg99tVNaKR3IInv1UxuQ9Jpzf3I4JVjuOOD-aW1I6sH1NOsuZkHa4LLAqtE6uN5DMnNNHEOJhlphNo8ZPmwzXwg6c3qPFzpgyeGtSjP9YZR2JOqBqY-dT4xivVnx8rTV3FYxennDjMh3k/s1600-h/October+2008+096.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265755887570168162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg99tVNaKR3IInv1UxuQ9Jpzf3I4JVjuOOD-aW1I6sH1NOsuZkHa4LLAqtE6uN5DMnNNHEOJhlphNo8ZPmwzXwg6c3qPFzpgyeGtSjP9YZR2JOqBqY-dT4xivVnx8rTV3FYxennDjMh3k/s200/October+2008+096.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Recycled Referee Costume for Blake - I don't know which sign he is doing, but I'm sure it means something!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVpenJUjCTajapenWX3lmv-TjoPrhBymctc-rRWVZka9fRBTDGg9Hz1L4YzydPq9fv2ennqBQPDKM-RhzlsTLESJGvHsDd-uekgmIrXIfB9_jhmY1Ng-LAx99IABH9jZ47uuVxnNzHKYw/s1600-h/October+2008+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265755889406921554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVpenJUjCTajapenWX3lmv-TjoPrhBymctc-rRWVZka9fRBTDGg9Hz1L4YzydPq9fv2ennqBQPDKM-RhzlsTLESJGvHsDd-uekgmIrXIfB9_jhmY1Ng-LAx99IABH9jZ47uuVxnNzHKYw/s200/October+2008+098.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />Tayson is Batman! Most of the costume are actually pajamas...the rest were birthday presents that he wears on a regular basis. <br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXH4PeSYENNfsnUqtGUsWpnL4cBYx41hb8zs5EdCENNtaXnDp7FnaMP3NrvFNEAnjBbQ1xANibcR_H_DGA0nw0MTcUHO4tzOwVUp5UnyK-BNlxoS13wvkNUOBXgbNw2awuVN4T1jvIza4/s1600-h/October+2008+103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757179601718514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXH4PeSYENNfsnUqtGUsWpnL4cBYx41hb8zs5EdCENNtaXnDp7FnaMP3NrvFNEAnjBbQ1xANibcR_H_DGA0nw0MTcUHO4tzOwVUp5UnyK-BNlxoS13wvkNUOBXgbNw2awuVN4T1jvIza4/s200/October+2008+103.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div>I know its not much, but at least I tried :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz5mU6ijxydKI1wHkaIaeqBD56m3uvXyDBsigxjWM5lNM-qU2zKpeSnkDa_HpZxo-IZ29vpE4MyMQ_vYHhJD6tza08hSi9EeEwxBaOnyd0EdtswXzMc8zOuX6LROLUzrzf1ugY5_wO-Cs/s1600-h/October+2008+121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757173836857202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz5mU6ijxydKI1wHkaIaeqBD56m3uvXyDBsigxjWM5lNM-qU2zKpeSnkDa_HpZxo-IZ29vpE4MyMQ_vYHhJD6tza08hSi9EeEwxBaOnyd0EdtswXzMc8zOuX6LROLUzrzf1ugY5_wO-Cs/s200/October+2008+121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Tayson, Jaxson, and Kamri. Jaxson is using Tayson's old costume (see previous post) - he looked just as cute!<br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl5p1BS50bHWcahTq8Vbq5A6ZRAlQnTRxf9i3-eM3hdt3YgzrDzKJGIb5i-wv1Cw-CNWhn-3zxt3tHSDpvgq-4wdHnnjsgebi7oERFpxEArTzojzX1PDdwrM56Y7dVzZHMGSzpDYp5-8/s1600-h/October+2008+119.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757170682103394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl5p1BS50bHWcahTq8Vbq5A6ZRAlQnTRxf9i3-eM3hdt3YgzrDzKJGIb5i-wv1Cw-CNWhn-3zxt3tHSDpvgq-4wdHnnjsgebi7oERFpxEArTzojzX1PDdwrM56Y7dVzZHMGSzpDYp5-8/s200/October+2008+119.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Oh, my! What do I say to this? Alyssa and Brandon pulled out all the stops. Apparently, they came up with these costumes in about 15 minutes. Brandon was actually creaping me out with his nerd walk and talk. According to them, they were the only adults dressed up at their ward halloween party ... they are really fitting in!<br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2DbPqayszPK6fu25W8kuWgmO1d4KfEG1KkbpBaYjpQFcg3VFEVC-IIiuesl_Ll_17On03V4TDATsFUrbQnRFKFtPhZHrJdTQ9GDrETFwowExZkNm5X_wtfnVbFojS0Ia3EOMZBRmyZO0/s1600-h/October+2008+116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265757185122749794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2DbPqayszPK6fu25W8kuWgmO1d4KfEG1KkbpBaYjpQFcg3VFEVC-IIiuesl_Ll_17On03V4TDATsFUrbQnRFKFtPhZHrJdTQ9GDrETFwowExZkNm5X_wtfnVbFojS0Ia3EOMZBRmyZO0/s200/October+2008+116.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Bryce reenacting Kamri's birth ...</div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-57370712504638804382008-10-30T20:45:00.000-07:002008-10-30T23:01:36.827-07:00Best of<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>I finally got around to copying my pictures have have been stuck on my old lap top onto our new computer. There were over 1000 pictures to transfer. It was fun to go through them again. Here are some pictures from the last couple of years, pre-blog era!<br /></div><div><u>Tayson</u></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7t67Q1a_klnyiyfhc9Oe50CFIfs764xc22mdKDEgJS9RHVM15JY4pg9dIN-wDPDLuUrE72ym4jKPBTYEN0a-l1p2g5oI3PHa2uBWnW9FeNxyFwPzC3IIVlOCgQubKFDQ2I2mtcc7uWug/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+809.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263162844453852386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7t67Q1a_klnyiyfhc9Oe50CFIfs764xc22mdKDEgJS9RHVM15JY4pg9dIN-wDPDLuUrE72ym4jKPBTYEN0a-l1p2g5oI3PHa2uBWnW9FeNxyFwPzC3IIVlOCgQubKFDQ2I2mtcc7uWug/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+809.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br />Cute Baby!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pEAZYjRQFuqVcRza_VtHY4yWqJMyocqPZMk0g-Mj-CCOxy74aN8Th0jt4c4or3hMGnqy62_09ABdAjfrMBByDZECuqE7eW5KC8HMYfgiLaW1k3ZSZPwpTCWbKZu34rex5dJLOOCBpRI/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+193.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263162827270084514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1pEAZYjRQFuqVcRza_VtHY4yWqJMyocqPZMk0g-Mj-CCOxy74aN8Th0jt4c4or3hMGnqy62_09ABdAjfrMBByDZECuqE7eW5KC8HMYfgiLaW1k3ZSZPwpTCWbKZu34rex5dJLOOCBpRI/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+193.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div>"I love the 80s"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhwGEMv0o7hf6qFg2MyMyX9Lqp4HZyXDS1FteVn-m5MtRybreBwJ0TPO9fJhMs48AnJ7S-yXxugr5b6ynz4XTEH6tl_C3b5YxuQ-VIJnjYPd50GRfq7NsQWyXzeWAFEJCzPruGPxVKDo/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+413.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263176104316538930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhwGEMv0o7hf6qFg2MyMyX9Lqp4HZyXDS1FteVn-m5MtRybreBwJ0TPO9fJhMs48AnJ7S-yXxugr5b6ynz4XTEH6tl_C3b5YxuQ-VIJnjYPd50GRfq7NsQWyXzeWAFEJCzPruGPxVKDo/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+413.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Mr. Potato Head Tayson<br />(why I like to make my children look ridiculous, I have no idea...I think it is a sickness)<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumiJRsIU2kD-ARc30-87Rqpjrwnt_KE64ek7tntu1KCQ8gepxii0_0lZ7bQLpP_3aA_qJvf4XpIq7xx0ahJbXyREiF1hKq76LAfhFIxzR4XefEoslIFVBQeyXK3WYP-d-G6Zi06EXkgc/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+519.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263162833089248786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgumiJRsIU2kD-ARc30-87Rqpjrwnt_KE64ek7tntu1KCQ8gepxii0_0lZ7bQLpP_3aA_qJvf4XpIq7xx0ahJbXyREiF1hKq76LAfhFIxzR4XefEoslIFVBQeyXK3WYP-d-G6Zi06EXkgc/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+519.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Again, why do I do it??<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglkVOEEiFgyijz56W0HXLOR-A08V7ADdRdLynxUqhz-UGxMKSBARB-3IkoOyiJExr0yno0zRCdxcvFb2umtBYuuIqaM98_LRvHtd1gWw2dl9h1hVzNx8bYnlN_BO9dFnSl3bhzFFQ0T4/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263160387185840498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiglkVOEEiFgyijz56W0HXLOR-A08V7ADdRdLynxUqhz-UGxMKSBARB-3IkoOyiJExr0yno0zRCdxcvFb2umtBYuuIqaM98_LRvHtd1gWw2dl9h1hVzNx8bYnlN_BO9dFnSl3bhzFFQ0T4/s320/Old+Computer+Pictures+087.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Halloween 2007 - Tayson and the dog he drew his inspiration from, Daisy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6GG9wX9_QtAN7AWOWlvIMBZJG3d60fDq-JGOQwKlwUGHYzzFLvUev0RQi8XmJzwyNLPwk04pWQHXIoHEQH-vgr4HyK7iyPPPjjFyreEVFKR-rdkc8cN6YgjQunTwvA6umlg9JP0t8vE/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263160393369178338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy6GG9wX9_QtAN7AWOWlvIMBZJG3d60fDq-JGOQwKlwUGHYzzFLvUev0RQi8XmJzwyNLPwk04pWQHXIoHEQH-vgr4HyK7iyPPPjjFyreEVFKR-rdkc8cN6YgjQunTwvA6umlg9JP0t8vE/s320/Old+Computer+Pictures+090.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />This is why he dressed up as a dog, because when someone would knock on the door, Tayson would run to the door and bark at them through the window...like his friend Daisy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT1D6mRThBg2f2ueOzwGCXP4eiQ87JH0-XB1gj9dweeiKa-EV69dsMXjLETOmflzxWzHd3PJIgfcPdiFQVNLUZFJ1YEG7DOvlosaOHoW2uEehzkKjnp4sYk9dJho3Rp5yd2OsAznnATAA/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+641.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263173672057764242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT1D6mRThBg2f2ueOzwGCXP4eiQ87JH0-XB1gj9dweeiKa-EV69dsMXjLETOmflzxWzHd3PJIgfcPdiFQVNLUZFJ1YEG7DOvlosaOHoW2uEehzkKjnp4sYk9dJho3Rp5yd2OsAznnATAA/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+641.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Halloween 2006. Bryce didn't like this costume at first. I thought he was so cute in it. It is coming out of retirement this year for Jaxson - can't wait to see him in it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShjNH7tljdFhImS8-aq4_L7FuFWSn9XEc0Lbh10UgOirhY_C6Q5GuHGzhWmlwqzQamoMptwo1ZHmE0_bMUWNqeWofuO-SixCcpxvYKjWtuL2bmIQZDSyvCbo9JpJO4NY7EvKMJnGiYD8/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+824.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263166632161569570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhShjNH7tljdFhImS8-aq4_L7FuFWSn9XEc0Lbh10UgOirhY_C6Q5GuHGzhWmlwqzQamoMptwo1ZHmE0_bMUWNqeWofuO-SixCcpxvYKjWtuL2bmIQZDSyvCbo9JpJO4NY7EvKMJnGiYD8/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+824.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Tayson and Claire - only 2 months apart. We just went to Claire's 3rd birthday party on Tuesday. I hate it when they grow up.<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT33qRzdUqUmpP5p7SqyrnmV6It-kwGOhWS32_f1OztvzzWrlxcEUoZWjLoyCrADhUHi56GNAXlJ_ik0kp97sEKnoDlNz6zE6GAOacvrG5XOgvgKeTev7EtKYup9R_6Q8KOll1oq-_klU/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263174459952285346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT33qRzdUqUmpP5p7SqyrnmV6It-kwGOhWS32_f1OztvzzWrlxcEUoZWjLoyCrADhUHi56GNAXlJ_ik0kp97sEKnoDlNz6zE6GAOacvrG5XOgvgKeTev7EtKYup9R_6Q8KOll1oq-_klU/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+343.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Tayson feeding Rod. If you look real close, you can see speckles of white milk that Tayson was getting all over Rod. It was good practice for Rod, now that he has baby Aubree.<br /><br /></div><br /><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kxLQM0DfmPifQGkapq7k5CyGYUTtCkTxpROcX0u1rEru2PEYdOBcesIqfE5vzttBWPtBTmbJiT-JESXotMsPUYwMsYhfp4mr-pWA9dEBdEtG-tcy57uSMQ3PYJb4J3Z7tEj1lB6nX-g/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+502.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263177109519766962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kxLQM0DfmPifQGkapq7k5CyGYUTtCkTxpROcX0u1rEru2PEYdOBcesIqfE5vzttBWPtBTmbJiT-JESXotMsPUYwMsYhfp4mr-pWA9dEBdEtG-tcy57uSMQ3PYJb4J3Z7tEj1lB6nX-g/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+502.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />Hee Hee! Tayson's first snow - and first face plant.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div> </div><div><u>Blake</u></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3-vKF2kKvb6AKFw7bDRitfNAcLZd3_7SARPkcfXgxcE92XUnGUKmckFt5tjckqRax4tcHmuSjbDHRwKSwRu6h_o9poNER9NebnYxfQnFnpdaL3VI6G2tQ2lQvR2S-Avi9yhUYpHRQ18/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+922.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263177899293645330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3-vKF2kKvb6AKFw7bDRitfNAcLZd3_7SARPkcfXgxcE92XUnGUKmckFt5tjckqRax4tcHmuSjbDHRwKSwRu6h_o9poNER9NebnYxfQnFnpdaL3VI6G2tQ2lQvR2S-Avi9yhUYpHRQ18/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+922.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div><div><br /><br /><br />Blake's inspiration...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpLbRdrRwFPZTDBukTcl3OQNqJvxk-dlJf0LGGn5oVBGw1byphqM8Ph8xQQuOXNtAhIOSFar3hPQRUGLf2SU4mqQV3-aqyx89BrCLTBImmKPqWUI03gtNPeE84dgmSYkMirRByv7Ungdw/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+806.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263179236349024370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpLbRdrRwFPZTDBukTcl3OQNqJvxk-dlJf0LGGn5oVBGw1byphqM8Ph8xQQuOXNtAhIOSFar3hPQRUGLf2SU4mqQV3-aqyx89BrCLTBImmKPqWUI03gtNPeE84dgmSYkMirRByv7Ungdw/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+806.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br />for this. What kind of parents let their child do that? (Answer - cool ones:)<br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXBlcXD1i-WmwS04O7zD8-Ub1FrxAeIWQuyXmMo951Q7mZm7UoN7pKtW1boox_iAG6KyK_hDOBYVMPrRgIcRYZoxqS6vdxUsdhpUSD5HcYHMNGZiMt8iYVBept2p1aIVkAJGuGUcmSl-k/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+415.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263181973142811090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXBlcXD1i-WmwS04O7zD8-Ub1FrxAeIWQuyXmMo951Q7mZm7UoN7pKtW1boox_iAG6KyK_hDOBYVMPrRgIcRYZoxqS6vdxUsdhpUSD5HcYHMNGZiMt8iYVBept2p1aIVkAJGuGUcmSl-k/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+415.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Nice hair, again. Seriously, what is wrong with us??</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG-0pQ0lxVH41E6jrUcihp5M8us5UxD_XBzdBBazwOLOHybY-lVGeIPIlsE9gE6qQ0qtBNbtRjlF1zPemBGg-lKHphpEsfgi98Tuavh1a5RLHrYCwPwBcRULKGwQGRb_oE_ESHkZpeCVY/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+095.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263180095574595282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG-0pQ0lxVH41E6jrUcihp5M8us5UxD_XBzdBBazwOLOHybY-lVGeIPIlsE9gE6qQ0qtBNbtRjlF1zPemBGg-lKHphpEsfgi98Tuavh1a5RLHrYCwPwBcRULKGwQGRb_oE_ESHkZpeCVY/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+095.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div>Halloween 2007 - In case you don't get it, he is a sumo ballerina - duh!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AzApdBqiLxfed9BsYR8_WPSEWXPbJbXziCt6qPXq4q0bfu4y_JMy7S4evbkU_5-xA9c3lfEbTjMQ0kUL7rsrf67KI1vJBhx8ewubtNCVD6qzQN5UPeT4nn-cDoCoNxngv249ANXOsi8/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+959.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263181115701170418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3AzApdBqiLxfed9BsYR8_WPSEWXPbJbXziCt6qPXq4q0bfu4y_JMy7S4evbkU_5-xA9c3lfEbTjMQ0kUL7rsrf67KI1vJBhx8ewubtNCVD6qzQN5UPeT4nn-cDoCoNxngv249ANXOsi8/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+959.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br />What up<br /></div><div>I'm just glad he didn't throw a gang sign on a Sunday<br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div><u>Friends and Family</u>:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIIhvQ_M73qS_564J6fiw8p6-56Icq6JnQuc7XarXv7UxR5wCZVF3KYiQ8o5bKgPM67MY40k-9OSNMavHyOTZ2vgq4Dn_t-s2hqvy49aQdMyr3pqixvnaunOmqPyL7eNvVYNQTyTSeqg/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+273.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263186396469668258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIIhvQ_M73qS_564J6fiw8p6-56Icq6JnQuc7XarXv7UxR5wCZVF3KYiQ8o5bKgPM67MY40k-9OSNMavHyOTZ2vgq4Dn_t-s2hqvy49aQdMyr3pqixvnaunOmqPyL7eNvVYNQTyTSeqg/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+273.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Back in the day - when Brooks was a baby.</div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOiHG-R_MyBqHfW57qEXAUiAc3Ej7WrTOquQ1G0eK99i8BXaUKjHV6C_lVEDKFxahNYeHy3TOPI0dhXWLCQECKEBfYARjhxPS9tAQT3LeRxMheqFHrNB40Mx6hnVZtlpVy_qmtv_AFhdg/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263184722862516834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOiHG-R_MyBqHfW57qEXAUiAc3Ej7WrTOquQ1G0eK99i8BXaUKjHV6C_lVEDKFxahNYeHy3TOPI0dhXWLCQECKEBfYARjhxPS9tAQT3LeRxMheqFHrNB40Mx6hnVZtlpVy_qmtv_AFhdg/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+030.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRokGgeTbCh6aPELDsORXzXg-tQD8UJuYLjHmCUOFmAuSpVH-p9s4oPfjDnk_-Hd1J18XoWCpu-MZIMvslCLJlPLeTEiOFbhbCrUlvFzPNUm9WqszOojjyPPksoqXDiwAcrhRPs71uhtg/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+071.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Last year about this time - Catie and Alyssa were gorda! (Don't hate me for putting these pictures up girls - you are both glowing with that pregnancy glow)</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRokGgeTbCh6aPELDsORXzXg-tQD8UJuYLjHmCUOFmAuSpVH-p9s4oPfjDnk_-Hd1J18XoWCpu-MZIMvslCLJlPLeTEiOFbhbCrUlvFzPNUm9WqszOojjyPPksoqXDiwAcrhRPs71uhtg/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263185366783325746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRokGgeTbCh6aPELDsORXzXg-tQD8UJuYLjHmCUOFmAuSpVH-p9s4oPfjDnk_-Hd1J18XoWCpu-MZIMvslCLJlPLeTEiOFbhbCrUlvFzPNUm9WqszOojjyPPksoqXDiwAcrhRPs71uhtg/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+071.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDAjJtstmG7fq-ginXZVu9glI0rrco6BIxRjBsIMFlD4tLYeaOvF5h6uQP1bew75QL0NKZ4eoKH68XErW8ISjqhyrgmBMS6JR1tl_nOlTLF-XtViUmILNM8MziMtfv-6Gq91hYVcsVdk/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+151.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDAjJtstmG7fq-ginXZVu9glI0rrco6BIxRjBsIMFlD4tLYeaOvF5h6uQP1bew75QL0NKZ4eoKH68XErW8ISjqhyrgmBMS6JR1tl_nOlTLF-XtViUmILNM8MziMtfv-6Gq91hYVcsVdk/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+151.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263183998006175394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeDAjJtstmG7fq-ginXZVu9glI0rrco6BIxRjBsIMFlD4tLYeaOvF5h6uQP1bew75QL0NKZ4eoKH68XErW8ISjqhyrgmBMS6JR1tl_nOlTLF-XtViUmILNM8MziMtfv-6Gq91hYVcsVdk/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+151.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div>One year ago - I was in New York City baby!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_EZChCsj8dkzqPXbnMDH_eOfbRzyTWRKALHBuZGmQQa2M7897fo23-eBQER-dO_zlLKh_hzrKokIx_dlGXVncVCzGdh4g9sX5q5ayiztlRRUpEHQDp1LEL4eQKV2T44UXn9WkCi-DOQ/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+746.jpg"></a> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_EZChCsj8dkzqPXbnMDH_eOfbRzyTWRKALHBuZGmQQa2M7897fo23-eBQER-dO_zlLKh_hzrKokIx_dlGXVncVCzGdh4g9sX5q5ayiztlRRUpEHQDp1LEL4eQKV2T44UXn9WkCi-DOQ/s1600-h/Old+Computer+Pictures+746.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263187993893359842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_EZChCsj8dkzqPXbnMDH_eOfbRzyTWRKALHBuZGmQQa2M7897fo23-eBQER-dO_zlLKh_hzrKokIx_dlGXVncVCzGdh4g9sX5q5ayiztlRRUpEHQDp1LEL4eQKV2T44UXn9WkCi-DOQ/s200/Old+Computer+Pictures+746.jpg" border="0" /></a>2006 - KeHS High School Reunion!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-76836949235673291682008-10-16T22:46:00.000-07:002008-10-17T06:59:26.356-07:00I heart Kamri!<div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hmGLNgD0chtfdnIOK7VyYq4LYtiP_SFvgZMxbPgU_ulTxXDC7X3EcJjHusLOPoomHKdIpGhS6slR_iqyPBVE3A0XOGtv2TNuHGEtyZL98IEpkRquOP0ptaSFeEYw34Uo0zIomjPylAg/s1600-h/October+2008+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257997205122707954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8hmGLNgD0chtfdnIOK7VyYq4LYtiP_SFvgZMxbPgU_ulTxXDC7X3EcJjHusLOPoomHKdIpGhS6slR_iqyPBVE3A0XOGtv2TNuHGEtyZL98IEpkRquOP0ptaSFeEYw34Uo0zIomjPylAg/s400/October+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love my little girl. I always wanted a girl, especially before I found out Blake was a boy. Then I wanted one before I found out Tayson was a boy. Then with Kamri, I had pretty much come to grips with the fact that I was likely going to have another boy, like all the Wagars do (with the the single exception of Alyssa). When I found out I was having a girl, I actually got worried. Everyone felt it was necessary to tell me how difficult girls are, and how much trouble they will cause me. Well, next time someone tells you the sex of the baby they are having, just say "That will be fun!" and leave all your horror stories for another day. So right after I found out, I got scared...and then overwhelmed. I didn't buy a single outfit for her until I was about 7 months pregnant. (I have gotten over being overwhelmed and love shopping for her.) Would I still love Kamri just as much if she was a boy? Of course. Do I love her more than my boys? Of course not. But I love it that she is a girl, that I get to dress her in dresses and in pink, that I get to put bows in her hair, and that one day she may want to take dance class!</div><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRt4Gfh93OH5ghTjRUc9Kvt1COsttS8r_hB3ShlYj7UvDA5Na2lhxtRUsBbMHDAJsvZqP3fyrOYwEjR0lLrZYI4WT5V5OPqsQJfvuZBFarHUCCn7U0knA39pcfuSg9LozQsGrJBm63Q0/s1600-h/October+2008+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257997685992891874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRt4Gfh93OH5ghTjRUc9Kvt1COsttS8r_hB3ShlYj7UvDA5Na2lhxtRUsBbMHDAJsvZqP3fyrOYwEjR0lLrZYI4WT5V5OPqsQJfvuZBFarHUCCn7U0knA39pcfuSg9LozQsGrJBm63Q0/s320/October+2008+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br />Kamri and Tayson after church. I wanted Blake in the picture, but he decided to act like a missionary and walk to members houses to collect fast offerings instead of walking to our house and then having Bryce drive them. We couldn't find him for about 1/2 hour and he didn't understand why we were upset.</div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_L46pcl0Hxlm5J1y6P8dBfB9QdwidQWZ0cxmMy-Jf1BwtMdpI9tfOaBCJ8s25T0bS-rg7zYyBoaRPcqTCc034Hz_J2LMdJRZhh0nNwZbkUakAihJkl4mrefyhycm3riH0M3rzXMRZPSg/s1600-h/October+2008+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257999770079392386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_L46pcl0Hxlm5J1y6P8dBfB9QdwidQWZ0cxmMy-Jf1BwtMdpI9tfOaBCJ8s25T0bS-rg7zYyBoaRPcqTCc034Hz_J2LMdJRZhh0nNwZbkUakAihJkl4mrefyhycm3riH0M3rzXMRZPSg/s320/October+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br />Kamri in da hood! Bryce loves to dress her in sweat outfits. He says it is because they come in sets and he knows that they will match. If I want him to dress her cute, I have to pick out the outfit (and hair bow) in the morning before I leave. But she is cute in whatever she wears.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuBV9Pkc-W_oLb85lVzfKt-fzb8Bk_R-7nHp0c0um3UA7GXaZk6zDXnGapTcYdO8S3Fj-5rN5RFJNAabTCVuKHGoX7iT5zowJby4XEku_r0BiNDopILeLIkd8Aul_emt5ZzesM8PFp1mQ/s1600-h/October+2008+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257998502677798018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuBV9Pkc-W_oLb85lVzfKt-fzb8Bk_R-7nHp0c0um3UA7GXaZk6zDXnGapTcYdO8S3Fj-5rN5RFJNAabTCVuKHGoX7iT5zowJby4XEku_r0BiNDopILeLIkd8Aul_emt5ZzesM8PFp1mQ/s320/October+2008+039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div>This is an outfit that someone gave us recently that was a little small. I put it on her and took a picture and now it will go in the too small pile!</div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUls8q97cizA-qnCjmkGbuj9zWJi3vXzGVBIKyOQR5ZTcV88Jrz-8o8V9DpOstae2eXKE7oDsHGsiNVct0f6rgE4YYi_lbPaKqY-W8h-bIQTfEbxGb2kx7C02xha2tgGs4AmoH1VWsAyM/s1600-h/October+2008+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257999185338754866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUls8q97cizA-qnCjmkGbuj9zWJi3vXzGVBIKyOQR5ZTcV88Jrz-8o8V9DpOstae2eXKE7oDsHGsiNVct0f6rgE4YYi_lbPaKqY-W8h-bIQTfEbxGb2kx7C02xha2tgGs4AmoH1VWsAyM/s320/October+2008+051.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div>I just love to put her in brown and pink. She matches her room when she wears this!</div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-43959591870040864492008-09-30T22:05:00.000-07:002008-09-30T22:36:49.979-07:00Tuesday Night Lights!<div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252048539021032722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOLMEYO52grBstm906wYS28IjkN7CtqkzgAxZO1AhJ4EqPS_XjmLdCk9R-wNZfsY4tWTC_irrK8UUrR9KJrmFPIGzjKfUiGadvWIvKeilJ7C8dfIRIjb1kz-6BX-CRo0IIk9ZqUf6C3tM/s400/Sept+2008+067.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>Blake was so excited for his first game under the lights. He played Stevens Middle School at Edgar Brown Stadium tonight. This was his third game of the season.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnBG9OIFoxZYx8f20Bfn9kCb4rxAREQGbuWK04fYXY5aa6LkiTYwx7hplepdKx84gZzX-Hh2DYRu86wKQA6jyQf62gm1FeNjkAIjl_xXYPJQjVZcuXqSp4gNu06shXDQ1HnQ6XqT1IlQ4/s1600-h/Sept+2008+078.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252049753341957218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnBG9OIFoxZYx8f20Bfn9kCb4rxAREQGbuWK04fYXY5aa6LkiTYwx7hplepdKx84gZzX-Hh2DYRu86wKQA6jyQf62gm1FeNjkAIjl_xXYPJQjVZcuXqSp4gNu06shXDQ1HnQ6XqT1IlQ4/s400/Sept+2008+078.jpg" border="0" /></a> How cute is he??? I don't really understand the one glove but I assume there is some purpose to it :)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipE8Iv1HKiiJKa6MzZCZ-pVnYqPVVoi5SUNraod8aDGrACjYOmTTNBp5B8dKeqv7xWJA5L7cIxpd6Qgm6nHLTx8_amd3UeVlZxD5r4fUXyiaVhCag_vkuizxFcp4BX0m00E47Ia9h26lk/s1600-h/Sept+2008+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252049142232315586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipE8Iv1HKiiJKa6MzZCZ-pVnYqPVVoi5SUNraod8aDGrACjYOmTTNBp5B8dKeqv7xWJA5L7cIxpd6Qgm6nHLTx8_amd3UeVlZxD5r4fUXyiaVhCag_vkuizxFcp4BX0m00E47Ia9h26lk/s400/Sept+2008+079.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is Blake after the game. He scored three touchdowns, kicked two extra points, and had many great tackles. He actually got into the end zone four times, but one got taken back because of blocking in the back. After the game, Tayson gave him some pointers on how he could tackle better (I am serious, Tayson actually took Blake's leg and told him "You should hold on to their leg and take them to the ground like this")</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxe30o__SFBcathOJ_W26s7qLV15NWEts11G0SM3QiWudeLa1a_9hroPsSP4zhZfUniz_J3QRyPGL5zcQlx0HV-DMp6H7zI7VarKuyawLCS1RFkklZsTA2Zbsvc_bhXPH-pLxnZ_fu7jM/s1600-h/Sept+2008+065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252050832700582050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxe30o__SFBcathOJ_W26s7qLV15NWEts11G0SM3QiWudeLa1a_9hroPsSP4zhZfUniz_J3QRyPGL5zcQlx0HV-DMp6H7zI7VarKuyawLCS1RFkklZsTA2Zbsvc_bhXPH-pLxnZ_fu7jM/s200/Sept+2008+065.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br />Blake's cheering section (all the way to back to Bryce's uncle with the black hat)<br /><br /><br /><div><br /> </div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiScTtn2yx5UC7rE7gFBjTq2WvAIwsxJwIOqS9SljnAqkBYknuwxJQ6eGLogBXmtZwT5njETWAnLExqn4tx7bYM_9kjuVbK0zsQYKbQMBxwbtKoxr1ltza8JrVgrwbpX7plVwiKpgWaPf8/s1600-h/Sept+2008+071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252050841551616642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiScTtn2yx5UC7rE7gFBjTq2WvAIwsxJwIOqS9SljnAqkBYknuwxJQ6eGLogBXmtZwT5njETWAnLExqn4tx7bYM_9kjuVbK0zsQYKbQMBxwbtKoxr1ltza8JrVgrwbpX7plVwiKpgWaPf8/s200/Sept+2008+071.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Future cheerleader (LET'S GO, LET'S GO, L-E-T-S-G-O)<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhpB2c8yoRgLcHmTzwwD-IKF2uZLRtAZIerfEEbFwZ6Bc9Tgyfu8BKMZgLU0JBt2PeBLO7fA-_NyVAdyd1130uWB5ILQp-PpY0Cr7I_kdkG_XyazIZSJ7x8vbBbueGH-IvS6FENi8jNk/s1600-h/Sept+2008+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252050833419964738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxhpB2c8yoRgLcHmTzwwD-IKF2uZLRtAZIerfEEbFwZ6Bc9Tgyfu8BKMZgLU0JBt2PeBLO7fA-_NyVAdyd1130uWB5ILQp-PpY0Cr7I_kdkG_XyazIZSJ7x8vbBbueGH-IvS6FENi8jNk/s200/Sept+2008+051.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Tayson's pregame show<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252051855692955522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLVenr3Gkk2VwkkBSdcu1TFt0UfKOf1TbKYvCNcImtnHZfrbew2_zUcxb5yLCpdMFxPA-oyoPonC3GjG1ooMLXb4dlSxZswHvdxi8eAM42Ah6XX1BAW5qnEWwAnCmAQCNeZL-Ndl4namw/s400/Sept+2008+056.jpg" border="0" />This is as much zoom as I got with my camera. However, this is Blake's first touchdown of the game. Last game he almost got a penalty for thowing the ball down after his touchdown. This game he was very careful to place it down on the ground. We are so proud of him!<br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-92068787405213531772008-09-23T19:40:00.001-07:002008-09-23T19:40:14.437-07:00Slap Face<script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48d9a88ce6edb42b/4727a2501a2a0f59/4c1233fd/widget.js"></script>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-80690843232960118462008-09-23T19:17:00.000-07:002008-09-23T19:53:16.601-07:00That's What She Said ...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie2UjNlyQR93igX6okP2VJpXv7frPUcV-P1LXM4XfXUe-OGwkua5XAyM2DE6H-mkZ27m4144tc0g8ZATiqtqSi-qOxvzoVvSzZVJH-LVDUgsUkBR0Wc3XlmotwRxt9f12m0r1I7FjiKwI/s1600-h/dwight.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249415161790891714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie2UjNlyQR93igX6okP2VJpXv7frPUcV-P1LXM4XfXUe-OGwkua5XAyM2DE6H-mkZ27m4144tc0g8ZATiqtqSi-qOxvzoVvSzZVJH-LVDUgsUkBR0Wc3XlmotwRxt9f12m0r1I7FjiKwI/s320/dwight.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I LOVE THE OFFICE. Some may say I am a little obsessed with it. Odds are if you are around me enough you will hear me say "that's what she said". Only rarely does it apply to what is being said but I will say it anyway. When children are around, I try to say it under my breath but I still say it. I have season one, two and three and watch at least one episode a night before I go to bed. Most of the time it is 2-3 episodes. I have watched them so many times that I don't need to actually see the t.v. screen to know what is going on so I feel ok closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep every night. Now season four is out and Bryce won't let me buy it until it is at least down in price to $25.00 ... so if any one sees it on sale somewhere let me know. Needless to say, I am so excited for Thursday. Season premier. Good thing Bryce has the night off because I will be ignoring my children for the whole two hour show. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I couldn't figure out how to post the video of Slap Face to this blog so it is right after this. This was a little diddy that was played during the Olympics. I have watched it about 20x but I still think it is hilarious. Thanks Libbie and Damon for introducing me to The Office.</div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-92158068070441097812008-09-11T21:08:00.001-07:002008-09-11T21:47:37.562-07:00Blake turns 13!!<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244982106925849570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8SRelRvSdUl5H2-IFTsOoPjsPbl4izNfouhIj-ZrRjqbLDc2XY-S31q-QnNCjrBR27u7GvRpaf6Aun2NfCiuy-cHg3gvg80aR-Pvea69yMgQ99U5RS6o3wryNfXBscG7Kqh2IBhWbCx4/s320/Sept+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /></div><div align="center">We now officially have a teenager in our house. Although, he has been acting like one for many years. We had a small family get together on Saturday. His cousins came over. Blake introduced them to a little game called "Polish Ping Pong". Apparently it is regular ping pong but when you lose a point, the winner gets to hit the ball has hard as humanly possible at the other person's bare chest. Only teenage boys are stupid enough to play this game. And while I would like to say that I didn't know about this until it was over, Bryce and I both watched the game happen and laughed our butts off when one of the boys would get hit. They broke 4 balls during their game. This is why we built a basement!<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244991080238627922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZHBuOe-FLZ-jq6L7ZF3I24Q87AChV6gMBHChJdQBGEIcVtcPODgIbjkJ2wWu_4FVr5EL9ftxtkxulxQpf8LqqLyrs9y9nBwSqGKHoxpFGJZI7BIxNVOJzupscVL-8OjVHDxhuZIzgCHg/s320/Sept+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div align="center">Kyle, Cameron, and Blake<br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244989918846065170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSmc3E-jjBnV1eP11mzrrtsPafnvv_LgW6UPyaYvu60uJEGXpRUxIY3y-oOgtIUN2RnUQimhbGn3LBhYtIb8rXq9JK2ptzHFkm35zLZ94QRyQpRpp0Sgjx6yXbJ_Pf7Y2n_D7ENb1m7ts/s200/Sept+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /></p><div align="center">Couple good ones on Kyle.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244990270519144498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVhqGlLk6cO9duLnqzkWXS25q8uGwrCcFsbk9WIedfDtWoqSGb4r6VzWTMXinGupr9Fvb04zMxjrK-usKWrZZsgMhulBjriVm5pbEEXypssKsv9lHJBPlERyOPRpgvqlSRezauBPS3Wjc/s200/Sept+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> They got a couple good ones on Blake. </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244982638638375314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeXPtuoVant7JULJUcK5kyImyGuOD9iQevHqdgiBDTUbvTRJUPIwYkKrrRp2_tGqxKh8-lozyLUQWrbkhTJR-cFFlsZWjpRzhvES2D7wygR5KSoYZj-V-EkptewIcnYhmYLqs5NndM2BE/s320/Sept+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Cameron was the obvious loser. </div><div align="center">And yes, those are welt marks from a little plastic ping pong ball.</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Oh4JOM5FL7HLUMXKt-8CmcivVana4UkzsE5YHT1QKLvmvzsvbPJwhxmB0DgUcNhJtCFoQ2E9uGjuFz9LU8gd_LMh5aysGRJOBUXHCb96A2kI6i3KwWfMa8lkv1ahLfHBpfjBHc1dADQ/s1600-h/Sept+2008+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983743444792690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Oh4JOM5FL7HLUMXKt-8CmcivVana4UkzsE5YHT1QKLvmvzsvbPJwhxmB0DgUcNhJtCFoQ2E9uGjuFz9LU8gd_LMh5aysGRJOBUXHCb96A2kI6i3KwWfMa8lkv1ahLfHBpfjBHc1dADQ/s200/Sept+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3rdoY7fXzUGYwT-0uoUtpqWaqcqtjOWm1002CkUUIg-m0vgnLWbC1oU3DYhZORJTKIx6sRwIHRXpgzZHyAX2kgUhjHtRg3ThPRo24u-Yj789jXT6BsNhqORc3dlzkfPtEtzD07vgViU/s1600-h/Sept+2008+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983735644137314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3rdoY7fXzUGYwT-0uoUtpqWaqcqtjOWm1002CkUUIg-m0vgnLWbC1oU3DYhZORJTKIx6sRwIHRXpgzZHyAX2kgUhjHtRg3ThPRo24u-Yj789jXT6BsNhqORc3dlzkfPtEtzD07vgViU/s200/Sept+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPkkSjd8SQWWKeBfTOv23xA4nXBa6xC8B8kZimWJr_1BKoFoFgbwRFUdgLpqMk5jp8gzJAgqi2_lC2NdOFm9j4In-0N0upkkEyBhwyKK5BhEYmUSecEMpyakxWybRsAfn_sko2DImnb9k/s1600-h/Sept+2008+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244983745656445746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPkkSjd8SQWWKeBfTOv23xA4nXBa6xC8B8kZimWJr_1BKoFoFgbwRFUdgLpqMk5jp8gzJAgqi2_lC2NdOFm9j4In-0N0upkkEyBhwyKK5BhEYmUSecEMpyakxWybRsAfn_sko2DImnb9k/s200/Sept+2008+036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thank goodness for little girls! Here's cute Kamri, happy Kamri (with cousin Jaxson) and Crazy Hair Kamri!Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7215397611653084585.post-33372848868236115572008-09-10T19:36:00.001-07:002008-09-10T19:45:47.147-07:00Kamri's Blessing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifeuYk-O76PED2A3tWGE9feOS4lGxn0y9-391p3wxngy2Pu_Qokndi9X9-diW0RcvqEr9ydqCsg3aIbVwWumAg2e9VJXUUyw0z26RoFPVvcAQUfgmTiVOi_haffPlAPTarUrhCM2XKMTI/s1600-h/Sept+2008+026.jpg"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8T9Qd7SKiK6o5DDHGMzJRD9FPL1U93r6R2Dn5uc4gdZMWFTv1T89kofCpeosrfIRkye2yJefs-WAiMW5uWgWXK1vR6VflDsvzHKGpMmawwrHaFRhCdezW8SqZQeIwr38ssib2GgEO3fU/s1600-h/Sept+2008+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244587966411068018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8T9Qd7SKiK6o5DDHGMzJRD9FPL1U93r6R2Dn5uc4gdZMWFTv1T89kofCpeosrfIRkye2yJefs-WAiMW5uWgWXK1vR6VflDsvzHKGpMmawwrHaFRhCdezW8SqZQeIwr38ssib2GgEO3fU/s400/Sept+2008+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vJG1EKYDSGyg1jUxHRGT18BCgSWPNNbUikf4DVu50ZoGY9SH0pix8sT91Flth49rKkEWoPyjORnQfY3BGyGnZZQJGtX_fbLb2yXNH1EKJJHvn4jOmRe_4sHn_kSwiMEWjFcktNk7gKg/s1600-h/Sept+2008+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244587430563037090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3vJG1EKYDSGyg1jUxHRGT18BCgSWPNNbUikf4DVu50ZoGY9SH0pix8sT91Flth49rKkEWoPyjORnQfY3BGyGnZZQJGtX_fbLb2yXNH1EKJJHvn4jOmRe_4sHn_kSwiMEWjFcktNk7gKg/s400/Sept+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Kamri was blessed on September 7, 2008 by her daddy. All of Bryce's family was there and so was my mom. She looked beautiful in her long white blessing gown. I am so thankful for my little girl and my cute little family!</div></div>Wagarshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13368317784914208024noreply@blogger.com0