tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9016858378998743192024-03-13T19:06:50.321-07:00Johnson and Johnson and Johnson and Johnson and Johnson and Johnson and Johnson...dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.comBlogger364125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-15177137481728346672011-08-23T16:57:00.001-07:002011-08-23T16:58:39.497-07:00Our blog has movedblog too full...<br />
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we moved...<br />
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check us out here:<br />
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<a href="http://dnajohnson7.blogspot.com/">http://dnajohnson7.blogspot.com/</a>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-8325257189023715482010-10-10T13:03:00.002-07:002010-10-11T01:11:49.263-07:00Ran out of space...So, I didn't know this could happen but I was trying to blog about our Finland trip and I ran out of space on my blog. I could have bought more space but I'm cheap so I created a new blog instead. So if you follow and wanna keep following, we have a new blog. It's still in the works so don't expect much but there is a post about Finland on there, Finally!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"><a href="http://dnajohnson7.blogspot.com/">Our new blog</a></span><br />
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dear dnajohnson.blogspot.com,<br />
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i'm gonna miss you! we've been together for three years and it's been a great three years. but now you are moving on to bigger and better things, more permanent things, blog books!<br />
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love,<br />
medustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-44624373183505267592010-09-29T15:18:00.000-07:002010-09-29T15:18:26.291-07:00Where does the time go<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TKO63RseyyI/AAAAAAAADEc/czhRP9o9JZM/s1600/clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TKO63RseyyI/AAAAAAAADEc/czhRP9o9JZM/s640/clock.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TKO64vpquGI/AAAAAAAADEg/HFBYAwNgi1s/s1600/puzzle_pieces.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TKO64vpquGI/AAAAAAAADEg/HFBYAwNgi1s/s1600/puzzle_pieces.jpg" /></a></div>My life is like a puzzle...<br />
Now, if I only had time to add the blogging piecedustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-84900213477230029622010-09-10T20:57:00.000-07:002010-09-10T20:57:23.981-07:00Little Miss...15 months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TIr6OaYlklI/AAAAAAAADEA/pCKzf7nNJ_Y/s1600/Hadds+15+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TIr6OaYlklI/AAAAAAAADEA/pCKzf7nNJ_Y/s640/Hadds+15+months.jpg" width="410" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Miss H went to the doctor last week for her 15 month well check.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">She weighed a whopping 19lbs 9oz (5-10%). They said she was dropping on the charts, needed to eat more fat...blah, blah, blah. The same stuff we always hear when we take one of our kiddos to the doc. We thought we wouldn't hear all that with her cause she's got more chubbs, but as she grows she falling into the same mold. :)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">She was 30 inches long (25 - 50%) and her head was 18 3/4 (90%). You got a big head girl!!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>She had to get 5 shots, poor thing. Brock never had to get that many at once, it's just crazy to me.<br />
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Miss H at 15 months is so stinkin' cute, here's a little of what we see everyday:<br />
She says:<br />
Nannie<br />
emy (Little E)<br />
daddy<br />
bye bye<br />
shoes (her favorite thing in the world so far)<br />
cheese (both for the food and when she sees a camera)<br />
ouchie<br />
mama<br />
k (okay)<br />
yum<br />
fishy<br />
tate u (thank you)<br />
hi sister (to little E every morning)<br />
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she also:<br />
gives great kisses<br />
runs to the door saying daddy, daddy when D comes home<br />
says prayers (folds her arms bows her head and says gibberish, then says k)<br />
wants the sames story every night before bed (the wheels on the bus)<br />
loves gold fish, fruit, juice, cheese, yogurt, applesauce and veggies especially broccoli like the other girls<br />
doesn't care for lunch meat or any meat really, and I can't think of another thing she doesn't like.<br />
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She is so much fun to have in our home! We all love her like crazy, she's a bit spoiled I think. I guess that's what happens when you're the tail end.dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-56862840075387160562010-08-20T13:24:00.000-07:002010-08-20T13:24:55.225-07:00A few more favorites...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We are having so much fun walking down memory lane with Anneli, I have learned so much about her and have enjoyed every minute.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We went to the church building that Anneli was baptized at. It was fun to see her old stompin' grounds and to see her talk to people that knew her when she was younger.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We love the ice cream</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And the bakery's</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And the ice cream</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And the foods pretty good too</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Good thing we are doing a lot of walking cause a lot of our favorites seem to be the food!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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It's late...1:24am...well I guess it's early.<br />
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We've gone 31 hours on airplane sleep, which we all know is not really sleep...<br />
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We're goin' to bed...zzzzzdustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-21519495810948055672010-08-09T17:34:00.002-07:002010-08-16T12:57:16.305-07:00Day 1 of year 2010-2011They started back to school today...definitely bitter sweet.<br />
Three in school all day is a <span style="font-size: x-large;">big</span> change around here.<br />
I wasn't too worried about BH and Keeks cause they are use to the long days called school. But my Mr BD is another story...his first year <span style="font-size: x-large;">5</span> days a week, <span style="font-size: x-large;">all day</span> long, I could tell he was a bit nervous.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBRgJlaT_I/AAAAAAAADB4/7AAYqdY4qKQ/s1600/First+Day+of+School+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBRgJlaT_I/AAAAAAAADB4/7AAYqdY4qKQ/s640/First+Day+of+School+012.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBShCywVUI/AAAAAAAADCA/TWBTTqikBz8/s1600/First+Day+of+School+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBShCywVUI/AAAAAAAADCA/TWBTTqikBz8/s640/First+Day+of+School+008.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBToAoDa4I/AAAAAAAADCI/KEMLciR2sSE/s1600/First+Day+of+School+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBToAoDa4I/AAAAAAAADCI/KEMLciR2sSE/s640/First+Day+of+School+009.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBUsdPPOvI/AAAAAAAADCQ/XCwqS6Fliag/s1600/First+Day+of+School+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBUsdPPOvI/AAAAAAAADCQ/XCwqS6Fliag/s640/First+Day+of+School+011.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBWT2MCyxI/AAAAAAAADCY/5pI5BjrBamk/s1600/First+Day+of+School+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBWT2MCyxI/AAAAAAAADCY/5pI5BjrBamk/s640/First+Day+of+School+015.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Can't forget the cousin pictures...tradition...so much so, that cousin M is going to a new school cause they moved but her mom still brought her to her old school just for the picture with all the girls. We have one for every year starting with Kinder. Good thing they start an hour later or we would have had to stage it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They are so lucky to have such a great support system at school!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBXf7_DQUI/AAAAAAAADCg/yq4OCYLww10/s1600/First+Day+of+School+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBXf7_DQUI/AAAAAAAADCg/yq4OCYLww10/s640/First+Day+of+School+025.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBYyrW1whI/AAAAAAAADCo/SF_3PVFOZfI/s1600/First+Day+of+School+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBYyrW1whI/AAAAAAAADCo/SF_3PVFOZfI/s640/First+Day+of+School+030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBZ3mFE-oI/AAAAAAAADCw/BtYzFMV-jUo/s1600/First+Day+of+School+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TGBZ3mFE-oI/AAAAAAAADCw/BtYzFMV-jUo/s640/First+Day+of+School+036.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Below is Mr. BD going into the school, he got in line and didn't look back, what was I worried about? I think I was more worried about myself. His teacher asked all the parents of her students to write on the first page of their composition book that they will be using throughout the year. She asked us to express our thoughts and feelings for them as they begin their first grade year. I wanted to document what I wrote to my little buddy...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">August 8, 2010</div><br />
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Mr. BD,<br />
Hey mister! I'm so excited for you to start first grade, you are getting so big. You will turn 7 this year. I'm excited for you to start reading chapter books and learn to love reading, it's so good for you! I'm gonna miss having you home but I know you will be having a wonderful time at school. You are so special to us and such a blessing to our family. You bring so much laughter to our home. Thank you for being so thoughtful and caring toward all of us at home, I hope you will use those traits at school also and treat your teacher and friends with the same respect, I know you will! Please be aware of those around you, help those who need your help, smile at someone who might be sad, include everyone, share your thoughts and ideas (they are great), stand up for what you know is right. You are growing up, you'll have choices to make, make good ones. Remember what Mama and Daddy teach you at home. We love you so much. You are going to have a great year!<br />
Love,<br />
Mama and Daddy<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Birthday Miss Keeks!</span> </div><br />
This year is a date year so we took Kiki out on the town! We had so much fun with her. She's all about shopping, shopping and more shopping. Something her daddy isn't fond of, he kept sitting down saying it was making him tired. (probably cause he was thinking about all the work he would have to do to pay for the shopping) She had her date all planned out, first ice skating (we got there and public skate had just ended, so we saved that for another day), then pedicures (we tried to talk daddy into getting one but he wouldn't give in), next dinner at Ruby Tuesdays (her pick, she loves the salad bar and that's what she had for her birthday dinner {salad and water}) and last Claires (her favorite place in the world). Because she wasn't able to go ice skating we told her she could get an outfit, she was happy about that.<br />
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We had a ton of fun hanging out with her. Thanks for making our date so fun Kiki!<br />
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Keeks at age 9:<br />
very helpful<br />
loves art and drawing<br />
is very fashion conscious<br />
a great babysitter to her siblings<br />
did I say very helpful?<br />
thoughtful<br />
likes barbies<br />
has braces and soon head gear<br />
has a messy room<br />
very helpful<br />
excited for school to start tomorrow<br />
a great friend<br />
understanding<br />
has her own sense of style<br />
adventurous<br />
likes to cook<br />
very helpful<br />
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Kiki,<br />
You brighten everyday! We love having you in our family, you play such a special role, it wouldn't be the same without you. Thank you for all you do around the home to help me without being asked. You will be a great mom when the time comes. Your smile makes me smile and your joy for life helps me remember how fun it was to be a kid and how important it is to have fun like a child. Thank you for all you bring to our family! We all love you!<br />
Love,<br />
Mom<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8clTxhDFI/AAAAAAAADAg/9B6_nRgY47s/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8clTxhDFI/AAAAAAAADAg/9B6_nRgY47s/s640/002.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8cyEJD6TI/AAAAAAAADAo/bE9jpQSY0z8/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="494" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8cyEJD6TI/AAAAAAAADAo/bE9jpQSY0z8/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8dvRe8I3I/AAAAAAAADAw/2gChTA-7URI/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8dvRe8I3I/AAAAAAAADAw/2gChTA-7URI/s640/007.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8fP0zE_gI/AAAAAAAADA4/5nA5zhYOnWY/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8fP0zE_gI/AAAAAAAADA4/5nA5zhYOnWY/s640/008.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8gM3Bt9MI/AAAAAAAADBA/B5baY9rSq0k/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8gM3Bt9MI/AAAAAAAADBA/B5baY9rSq0k/s640/009.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8hT_yDE0I/AAAAAAAADBI/4z61vplIkBg/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8hT_yDE0I/AAAAAAAADBI/4z61vplIkBg/s640/010.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8iPwuShhI/AAAAAAAADBQ/EInkKdVSBEw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8iPwuShhI/AAAAAAAADBQ/EInkKdVSBEw/s640/011.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8jNRp7AgI/AAAAAAAADBY/MbFFthkQR7o/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8jNRp7AgI/AAAAAAAADBY/MbFFthkQR7o/s640/015.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8kw2H7QRI/AAAAAAAADBg/XEJ0zjWjmHQ/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8kw2H7QRI/AAAAAAAADBg/XEJ0zjWjmHQ/s640/018.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After church this morning, opening gifts, nice outfit Keeks! (her own sense of style :) Those suspenders are supposed to be for her nerd costume on Halloween...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8lvjcQwzI/AAAAAAAADBo/0G7h7zXVTAQ/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8lvjcQwzI/AAAAAAAADBo/0G7h7zXVTAQ/s640/033.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8mwmtd1YI/AAAAAAAADBw/Hzp7UEZKVTg/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TF8mwmtd1YI/AAAAAAAADBw/Hzp7UEZKVTg/s640/036.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-68231219302537672282010-08-05T20:38:00.001-07:002010-08-05T20:38:40.631-07:00Arizona Grand<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last week we went to the Arizona Grand Resort with the Bowen's. We had a blast. The big kids loved the slides and the wave pool, the little kids loved the wave pool and the kiddie pool. Miss H loved that she could stand all by herself in the kiddie pool and was entertained just walking around. BH loved that he was big enough to venture out on his own but took every opportunity to take D or I to the slides. We were upgraded to a two bedroom suite that had a full kitchen and family area. The kiddos rented a movie and the adults stayed up and talked till 2am. Yeah...It was pretty hard to get up the next morning but completely worth it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thanks Bowen's for a fun getaway. What are we gonna do next?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpFXJoPzlI/AAAAAAAAC-o/4B60jGNK_EM/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpFXJoPzlI/AAAAAAAAC-o/4B60jGNK_EM/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+026.JPG" width="640" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpGoxkphcI/AAAAAAAAC-w/cOVcjD-Do2I/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpGoxkphcI/AAAAAAAAC-w/cOVcjD-Do2I/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+039.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpHqrMY2RI/AAAAAAAAC-4/axree1Nvahc/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpHqrMY2RI/AAAAAAAAC-4/axree1Nvahc/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+047.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpWMc6-mPI/AAAAAAAADAI/hmY7kYSNn6Y/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpWMc6-mPI/AAAAAAAADAI/hmY7kYSNn6Y/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+170.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpTxEc1QmI/AAAAAAAAC_4/EFKrUAVweDk/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpTxEc1QmI/AAAAAAAAC_4/EFKrUAVweDk/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+133.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpSguYyTTI/AAAAAAAAC_w/k7iC40VHSgc/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpSguYyTTI/AAAAAAAAC_w/k7iC40VHSgc/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+118.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpU-H-l6BI/AAAAAAAADAA/07jh63eNmc0/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpU-H-l6BI/AAAAAAAADAA/07jh63eNmc0/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+163.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpXf-vfl4I/AAAAAAAADAQ/8dJmdYYa8iU/s1600/AZ+Grand+2010+192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TFpXf-vfl4I/AAAAAAAADAQ/8dJmdYYa8iU/s640/AZ+Grand+2010+192.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-37490472200622136682010-07-27T15:55:00.001-07:002010-07-27T15:59:34.103-07:00FHE at the lake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We took the kiddos to the lake for FHE last night...We had so much fun! </div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(sorry for the amount of pictures but I loved them all)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE88CF8qzwI/AAAAAAAAC7o/uCzNzLBTyno/s1600/Lake+Trip+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE88CF8qzwI/AAAAAAAAC7o/uCzNzLBTyno/s640/Lake+Trip+023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My mom and dad came along to play with us, aren't they so cute.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9T64KLBYI/AAAAAAAAC-I/VTVu8jNr39Y/s1600/Lake+Trip+112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9T64KLBYI/AAAAAAAAC-I/VTVu8jNr39Y/s640/Lake+Trip+112.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We got a bucket of chicken and ate in on the boat</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE83nl1C4VI/AAAAAAAAC7I/CRCRwAIc3ZE/s1600/Lake+Trip+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE83nl1C4VI/AAAAAAAAC7I/CRCRwAIc3ZE/s640/Lake+Trip+001.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE84vdIqaOI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/37r6p_UbrwY/s1600/Lake+Trip+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE84vdIqaOI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/37r6p_UbrwY/s640/Lake+Trip+002.JPG" width="640" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE85uz4XeDI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/KUb6foxdXq0/s1600/Lake+Trip+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE85uz4XeDI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/KUb6foxdXq0/s640/Lake+Trip+004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE88_8rOfyI/AAAAAAAAC7w/Ajt3QWcH4xo/s1600/Lake+Trip+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE88_8rOfyI/AAAAAAAAC7w/Ajt3QWcH4xo/s640/Lake+Trip+030.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE8-BZUvrOI/AAAAAAAAC74/HW4IDuP7VeE/s1600/Lake+Trip+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE8-BZUvrOI/AAAAAAAAC74/HW4IDuP7VeE/s640/Lake+Trip+033.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round one...BH, Keeks and Mr. BD...lasted about 5 minutes. They had fun but Mr. BD wanted to get off cause his head was hurting. He might still be a little young to enjoy going fast</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE8_LuUXcVI/AAAAAAAAC8A/ae-T6B5GexY/s1600/Lake+Trip+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE8_LuUXcVI/AAAAAAAAC8A/ae-T6B5GexY/s640/Lake+Trip+035.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9BwyjV_GI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/DFeyZWHiqG8/s1600/Lake+Trip+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9BwyjV_GI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/DFeyZWHiqG8/s640/Lake+Trip+044.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">They didn't ride this way, just wanted a pic...I love Little E squished in the middle waving at the camera</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9AZNCd7gI/AAAAAAAAC8I/cbfxak4pzgA/s1600/Lake+Trip+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9AZNCd7gI/AAAAAAAAC8I/cbfxak4pzgA/s640/Lake+Trip+038.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round two...Me and the little girls...lasted about 1 minute. Miss H was not fond of the tube</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9ENQVQLJI/AAAAAAAAC8g/X2N-qF__Mxw/s1600/Lake+Trip+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9ENQVQLJI/AAAAAAAAC8g/X2N-qF__Mxw/s640/Lake+Trip+050.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9C8b6ROPI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/3cACwBdpG8o/s1600/Lake+Trip+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9C8b6ROPI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/3cACwBdpG8o/s640/Lake+Trip+048.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round three...Just me and Little E...that lasted about 3 minutes...I was worried that I'd squish her and she didn't like that the "tube is sooo bumpy"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9FhdW0tsI/AAAAAAAAC8o/A3g7eDWJDvo/s1600/Lake+Trip+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9FhdW0tsI/AAAAAAAAC8o/A3g7eDWJDvo/s640/Lake+Trip+055.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round four...BH, Keeks and I...lasted about 10 minutes...two different turns. We all loved it...and then daddy flipped us good...and moms suit bottoms almost got lost in the lake</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9Gkfp0uZI/AAAAAAAAC8w/eHS916eA-wY/s1600/Lake+Trip+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9Gkfp0uZI/AAAAAAAAC8w/eHS916eA-wY/s640/Lake+Trip+056.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9HvThfppI/AAAAAAAAC84/514H59X5KhA/s1600/Lake+Trip+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9HvThfppI/AAAAAAAAC84/514H59X5KhA/s640/Lake+Trip+059.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Keeks before the flip...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE86yZm_GZI/AAAAAAAAC7g/46GNprF0Ojg/s1600/Lake+Trip+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE86yZm_GZI/AAAAAAAAC7g/46GNprF0Ojg/s640/Lake+Trip+011.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Keeks after the flip...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9Ir5xMWtI/AAAAAAAAC9A/b4ZHzNd4WKs/s1600/Lake+Trip+065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9Ir5xMWtI/AAAAAAAAC9A/b4ZHzNd4WKs/s640/Lake+Trip+065.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BH after the flip...He <span style="font-size: x-large;">LOVED</span> it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9JrKJC_LI/AAAAAAAAC9I/IrdNMk1oZaQ/s1600/Lake+Trip+067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9JrKJC_LI/AAAAAAAAC9I/IrdNMk1oZaQ/s640/Lake+Trip+067.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round five...Daddy's turn...lasted about 15 minutes...four different turns...he was a show-off. Grandpa drove the boat...and daddy jumped the waves and flipped for mama</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9K5hq2yyI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/w5G_94IXpRs/s1600/Lake+Trip+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9K5hq2yyI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/w5G_94IXpRs/s640/Lake+Trip+082.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round six...Grandpa's turn...lasted about 10 minutes...two different turns...Daddy drove the boat...paybacks...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9L8iHoU_I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/Wwo-VXyiwas/s1600/Lake+Trip+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9L8iHoU_I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/Wwo-VXyiwas/s640/Lake+Trip+093.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9OKFi3SqI/AAAAAAAAC9o/FBbzO2wzDtM/s1600/Lake+Trip+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9OKFi3SqI/AAAAAAAAC9o/FBbzO2wzDtM/s640/Lake+Trip+099.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9SCLKQy4I/AAAAAAAAC94/NyOXaiPaQG0/s1600/Lake+Trip+107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9SCLKQy4I/AAAAAAAAC94/NyOXaiPaQG0/s640/Lake+Trip+107.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Round seven...Nannie and BH...they laughed and laughed...got some air and Nannie flipped off the back</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9WcmHh1KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/9LbzDgEZ_DE/s1600/Lake+Trip+126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9WcmHh1KI/AAAAAAAAC-Y/9LbzDgEZ_DE/s640/Lake+Trip+126.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9X-639bkI/AAAAAAAAC-g/BQhCQTbUjJY/s1600/Lake+Trip+134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9X-639bkI/AAAAAAAAC-g/BQhCQTbUjJY/s640/Lake+Trip+134.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know this is blurry, but I had to show Little Es favorite part of the trip...jumping of the back of the boat to Grandpa...she <span style="font-size: x-large;">LOVED</span> it</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9PFmAWudI/AAAAAAAAC9w/1RmmqaUuLwY/s1600/Lake+Trip+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9PFmAWudI/AAAAAAAAC9w/1RmmqaUuLwY/s640/Lake+Trip+100.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">It was so much fun we can't wait to do it again</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9M9drpwSI/AAAAAAAAC9g/GjWV0oquX_I/s1600/Lake+Trip+097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9M9drpwSI/AAAAAAAAC9g/GjWV0oquX_I/s640/Lake+Trip+097.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9U4hoPuUI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/-rw7Ox5pObI/s1600/Lake+Trip+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9U4hoPuUI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/-rw7Ox5pObI/s640/Lake+Trip+114.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9S8PnBC1I/AAAAAAAAC-A/BMJl-TfQGZ0/s1600/Lake+Trip+110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE9S8PnBC1I/AAAAAAAAC-A/BMJl-TfQGZ0/s640/Lake+Trip+110.JPG" width="428" /></a></div>Round eight...BH...all by himself...lasted about 20 minutes...one turn...daddy worked really hard to get him off that tube...it wasn't happening. The kid <span style="font-size: x-large;">LOVED</span> every minute...he was sore this morning. I didn't get any pictures cause it was to dark. Next we'll get him on a wakeboard.<br />
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Thanks mom and dad for coming with us...we <span style="font-size: x-large;">LOVED</span> having you there. We <span style="font-size: x-large;">LOVE</span> you!dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-82471898454626901522010-07-26T14:40:00.001-07:002010-07-26T14:40:53.798-07:00It sure is hot out there...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE0UO7LSNBI/AAAAAAAAC7A/7iLeGpHONzg/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" hw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TE0UO7LSNBI/AAAAAAAAC7A/7iLeGpHONzg/s640/104.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><br />
...so we're off to the lake!!!dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-6111606913493006502010-07-18T22:17:00.000-07:002010-07-18T22:17:53.170-07:00Little V<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">He finally made his entrance into this world...and he's so stinkin' cute! I was able to be there...what a blessing. It is such a miracle, these sweet little people that are sent to us. Such a responsibility, such a sacrifice, such a blessing. They change our lives...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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I love you guys! Thanks for sharing your day with me!dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-36092574983486811512010-07-10T21:18:00.002-07:002010-07-10T21:40:55.027-07:00cherish every moment...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDipJOGxoOI/AAAAAAAAC6I/3rriFK9DWow/s1600/Hadley%27s+Birthday+202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDipJOGxoOI/AAAAAAAAC6I/3rriFK9DWow/s640/Hadley%27s+Birthday+202.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(Sorry for the long post, but I felt it needed to be documented)</span></div>We are sent these sweet spirits from Heaven to care for and love. They count on us, trust us completely... we serve them, guide them, direct them, care for them, we do all we can for them. But there are times it's out of our hands...<br />
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Yesterday I felt completely helpless...<br />
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My little miss H suffered a Febrile Seizure and there was nothing I could do it was out of my hands...all I could do was pray. Ask for help from my Heavenly Father who trusted me to take care of her.<br />
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When she woke up from her nap around 1:30pm she felt a little warm, I thought it was just her teeth. One year = one year molars. I fed her lunch and she ate but was a little cranky and didn't want to be put down after. So we sat on the couch and read stories. Little E had a friend over and they were playing in the play room so we went down to check on them. Miss H saw all the toys and got down to play. She was happily playing and I needed to run upstairs to grab something so I asked Kiki to watch her for a minute. I went up and got a call from my sister and didn't get back downstairs for about 5 minutes. As I was coming back down the stairs Kiki's friend met me on the stairs and said "Kiki wants you to come see how cute Miss H is being. She's rocking her and Miss H is laying her head on her shoulder."<br />
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I walked in thinking how cute and then I noticed Miss H's right hand twitching. I grabbed her and held her in my arms and she was not responding at all. Her arm continued to twitch, her head was turned to the right and her eyes were glassed over...she was limp and very quiet other than a tiny little moan. I ran to the couch and laid her down and called D (3:54pm), by this time I was frantic and was asking him what I should do..."WHAT SHOULD I DO". I also yelled to the kids to go get their aunt next door and to get Little E's friend's mom from down the street.<br />
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D told me to take her to the ER, but I couldn't drive with the baby...I couldn't put her in the carseat while she was having what I thought was a seizure, A SEIZURE...is this really what is happening? I grab her and start up the stairs where I meet my SIL Tenay, she follows me as I run to my room grab my shoes, purse and keys. I hop in the car with Miss H in my arms and ask her to drive. BH is in tears at my window wondering what he needs to do. I asked him to help with the other kids. We start down the driveway and D calls again, he says stay put call 911 (4:02pm), just as Tenay says we need to stay here and call 911. <br />
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We stop at the end of the driveway and I call...seizure is still going on. Miss H is foaming at the mouth and drooling a lot. I am bawling on the phone they have to tell me to calm down and give them my address. We pull into the circle drive and Miss H starts to come to, it's been about 8 or 9 minutes, I think, according to cell phone calls. I hand the phone to Tenay she finishes the conversation. About 3 minutes later the paramedics are there. They do a blood sugar test, take her temp and give her oxygen. Temp 103.8. I later found out that one of the paramedics saw that BH was having a hard time and pulled him aside to help him understand what was happening. I'm grateful for that man.<br />
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They tell me they need to take her to the ER by ambulance so they can monitor her. They take her carseat from the car and attach it to the gurney and put her in it. I ride in the front seat, wishing I could see her face, know that she's okay. D has arrived home by now and follows behind in my car.<br />
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When we arrive at the ER there are tons of questions, over and over and over. They determine that it's a Febril Seizure, fairly common in toddlers when they have a fever that spikes really fast. 1 in every 25 kids will have one or more. WHAT...why have I never heard of this? They take her temp 103.6, they do a blood test, urine test, chest x-ray and give her Tylenol. We wait...she's super whiny, she missed her second nap so she's tired also. She takes a small nap in my shoulder until they come back in to take another rectal temp. Temp is down to 100.8 she's starting to smile and act like our little miss H. We are glad to have her back.<br />
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The tests all came back normal...but still we worry, it could happen again with any fever in the future. Now we are in prevention mode. No sudden rise in fever = no seizure, we hope. She could continue to have them until she grows out of them, probably around age 5.<br />
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I was so afraid I would lose my Miss H, not see her sweet face smile at me, hear her voice say Hi, it was the scariest day of my life. <br />
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I feel so blessed to have such a wonderful supportive family who will jump in where needed at a moments notice. All of my siblings and sister-in-law came to the hospital and waited with concern for our little one. Our neighbor came to help with in seconds. Two of my sister-in-laws stepped in to love and care for my kiddos when I couldn't. Our parents were there in an instant with comforting hugs and words of encouragement.<br />
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I've learned a great lesson that I hope to never forget, cherish every moment, you never know when it could be the last.<br />
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I am so blessed to have these sweet children in my life and so grateful that I have a Heavenly Father to help me care for them.dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-64481662208716870972010-07-09T15:50:00.000-07:002010-07-09T21:58:29.667-07:00Things that make me smile...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Faces in the glass</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeOb8aBjcI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/8J8npYKdbSI/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeOb8aBjcI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/8J8npYKdbSI/s640/004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">My kiddos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeQmzz-L7I/AAAAAAAAC4g/YDpLzKc3CYc/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeQmzz-L7I/AAAAAAAAC4g/YDpLzKc3CYc/s640/038.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Pigtails</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDePeopSTOI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/4ddbbI5CgjA/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDePeopSTOI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/4ddbbI5CgjA/s640/004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Silly boys</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeRl5eLzjI/AAAAAAAAC4o/qpO-_hwRL_A/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeRl5eLzjI/AAAAAAAAC4o/qpO-_hwRL_A/s640/045.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Siblings getting along</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeSueiypRI/AAAAAAAAC4w/8gcW1Rsnwdo/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeSueiypRI/AAAAAAAAC4w/8gcW1Rsnwdo/s640/080.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Piano music</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeT0fKB17I/AAAAAAAAC44/VL8eypPQYZg/s1600/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeT0fKB17I/AAAAAAAAC44/VL8eypPQYZg/s640/106.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sisters & sweatshirts and shorts</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeicUpIBjI/AAAAAAAAC5A/-u2ZNLhX870/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeicUpIBjI/AAAAAAAAC5A/-u2ZNLhX870/s640/004.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Freshly planted flowers</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDejovXCMeI/AAAAAAAAC5I/Kh4XJ4RfUPw/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="428" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDejovXCMeI/AAAAAAAAC5I/Kh4XJ4RfUPw/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">The plasticware cupboard</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeksbi3uoI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/hXzkUz8f4T8/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/TDeksbi3uoI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/hXzkUz8f4T8/s640/027.JPG" width="428" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-78079072555610069272010-07-07T14:12:00.000-07:002010-07-07T14:12:28.797-07:00Fourth of July<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We went up to the cabin again this year and watched the Heber fireworks with all of D's family minus the baby sister. We love it up there, I didn't want to come home. It's so relaxing and nice & cool. The Bowen's came with us this year. We had so much fun having their family at the cabin with us. Our family loves going to the fireworks show early and claiming our spot. We play games and enjoy being outside. This year there were two guys with Boa Constrictors and they were letting all the kiddos hold them. I was shocked when mine asked if they could go hold them, Keeks asked first!!! I couldn't bear to watch so I sent D to take pictures for me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy Independence Day!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This year was a date year for BH. So we got to have him all to ourselves. It was so much fun. We took him to Flemings for dinner (guess who's idea that was?, I'll give you a hint, not mine), took him to get a hair cut, we bribed him with an XBox game and went to get ice cream.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I've always been terrified of the pre-teen/teen years cause that's when you start to have less and less control, they are away from you more and they are learning who they are and how to be more independent. What I realized on our date with BH is how much fun it's gonna be too. We laughed, played and had great conversation. I'm really excited for more of that in the coming years. Thanks for the great date BH we love you and who you are becoming.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BH at Age 11:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">WOW (world of warcraft)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">playing XBox</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tackle football</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">basketball</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">dressing cool</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">having cool hair</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">likes to tease the older two</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">a loving big brother to the younger two</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">has a tender heart and genuine concern for others</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">a great friend</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">gets great grades</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">excited/nervous for 6th grade</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">LOVES summer</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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So the first stage is making room and aligning the top row of teeth so that the head gear can do it's magic. She'll be in the braces for about a year and then a retainer. Then when she's older they will determine if she needs a full set of braces.<br />
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And if you can't tell from the picture, she is super excited. What kid is excited about braces? KiKi, thats who!<br />
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Oh and we all know how colorful this little girl can be, so would it surprise you that she has a mouth full of color? We love you Keeks, you're such a cute brace face!!!dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-70452513198133722082010-05-27T19:32:00.001-07:002010-06-07T20:58:22.173-07:00The big number 1<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_8JDI2ZFoI/AAAAAAAAC1A/ZP2q6b91bQM/s1600/Hads+one+year+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_8JDI2ZFoI/AAAAAAAAC1A/ZP2q6b91bQM/s640/Hads+one+year+collage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
The Little Miss turned one!<br />
At one she:<br />
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walks (took her first steps 5.3.10 and was walkin pretty good by her birthday)<br />
says mama, dada, puppy, baba (bottle), baby, braaaa (brock), Niki and Nigh Nigh (Nigh Night)<br />
has 5 teeth<br />
fake laughs<br />
fake cries<br />
throws small fits if you take her away from something or take something away<br />
smiles most of the day<br />
takes two naps<br />
sleeps 12hrs at night<br />
still sucks her thumb on the very rare occation, mostly uses the Na Na<br />
gives hugs<br />
lays her head on my shoulder every night when I sing to her before bed<br />
still in size 4 diapers<br />
wears clothes sized the same as her age (that's a first for us)<br />
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We love having such a sweetie in our home, she makes us all laugh and makes life so fun. Looking forward to year # two with you little Miss H!dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-76379376603299390752010-05-24T12:18:00.026-07:002010-05-27T14:39:00.729-07:00Miss H's Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The little peanut is one. I can hardly believe that it went by so fast. She was so cute at her party, she loved all her gifts and loved having so many people over. We had both sides of the family over for Sunday dinner, cake and homemade ice cream. There were close to 50 people, kinda crazy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4eGOw60uI/AAAAAAAACzY/UyUPQXrg0us/s1600/Hadley%27s+Birthday+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4eGOw60uI/AAAAAAAACzY/UyUPQXrg0us/s640/Hadley%27s+Birthday+004.JPG" width="428" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4fIfc2mEI/AAAAAAAACzg/pQ--sBh0ZS0/s1600/Hadley%27s+Birthday+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4fIfc2mEI/AAAAAAAACzg/pQ--sBh0ZS0/s640/Hadley%27s+Birthday+006.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She had two cakes, one for just her to eat and one for everyone else. Her Mumo and Aunt Kid made her little personal one and Costco made the big one. Thanks Mumo and Aunt Kid it was YUMMY!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4or5qpJAI/AAAAAAAAC0o/dNc-1-rywJw/s1600/Hadley%27s+Birthday+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4or5qpJAI/AAAAAAAAC0o/dNc-1-rywJw/s640/Hadley%27s+Birthday+161.JPG" width="428" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It sure is tiring being the big O.N.E, she crashed at the end of the night. We are so grateful to have such a supportive family, we love you all!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4spveXOEI/AAAAAAAAC04/NhSo-cN85X4/s1600/Hadley%27s+Birthday+Thank+You.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="532" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_4spveXOEI/AAAAAAAAC04/NhSo-cN85X4/s640/Hadley%27s+Birthday+Thank+You.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-43696238132203829132010-05-22T23:26:00.058-07:002010-05-26T13:07:01.252-07:00My Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So I don't normally post about my Birthday, but this was not just any normal Birthday, so I thought it needed to be recorded. Plus I love bragging on my kiddos!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, D had a conference to go to in Ohio three days before my birthday but assured me he would be home the night before just in time for THE DAY.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Birthdays are a big thing in our family, I mean come on, it was the day you were BORN! The whole reason you are on this earth! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I like to be spoiled on that day and for it to be all about me. In all our married years D has totally gone above and beyond spoiling me. Until the day his plane was delayed and he didn't make it home for my birthday. (tear) (he did send me flowers and chocolate covered strawberries while he was away! Always thoughtful even miles and miles away)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So even though I like to be spoiled on my day I don't really talk about it, I don't tell people that it's my birthday and if they don't remember o'well. So I didn't mention it to my kiddos. BH did say the night before, "man mom, it really stinks that dad's not gonna be home for your birthday."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So I went to bed that night starting to feel a little bit of the flu coming on wondering what tomorrow's gonna bring?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The next morning I was awoken, is that a word?, by the sound of my sweet kids voices singing Happy Birthday with a tray containing our traditional Birthday Breakfast in Bed and homemade birthday cards. They had come through, what a surprise. All on their own, they got up early, made my favorite, peanut butter and syrup on toast (weird, I know) and surprised me. And I LOVED it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">D got home @ about 12 and we went to Kiki and BH's piano recital. Unfortunately I had the stomach flu the whole day and mostly laid in bed though I did venture out to see a movie that evening. Hopefully next year I won't be feeling crummy and D will be in town.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Even though it wasn't the birthday I had envisioned in my mind, the fact that my sweet children thought of me with no prompting from anyone made it the best birthday ever!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_13i1q4n3I/AAAAAAAACyo/-RhWBZM3Sfo/s1600/117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_13i1q4n3I/AAAAAAAACyo/-RhWBZM3Sfo/s640/117.JPG" width="640" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_149duvW1I/AAAAAAAACyw/-j5Dg38ITA8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_149duvW1I/AAAAAAAACyw/-j5Dg38ITA8/s640/005.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-39077843494576186172010-05-19T20:52:00.002-07:002010-05-24T09:19:34.844-07:00Arrow of Light<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">BH got his Arrow of Light along with 10 other boys in his Webelos group. Their leaders were great! He is so excited to become a boy scout. Great job buddy we are pround of you!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_jCxM_QvcI/AAAAAAAACyA/LzF1yON0DcQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_jCxM_QvcI/AAAAAAAACyA/LzF1yON0DcQ/s640/015.JPG" width="640" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_jD4IKxTFI/AAAAAAAACyI/XnFPU3N4zL4/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_dW_rVzias/S_jD4IKxTFI/AAAAAAAACyI/XnFPU3N4zL4/s640/023.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>dustin and amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10497190346983277577noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-901685837899874319.post-74248572608971765772010-05-15T09:13:00.002-07:002010-05-22T22:14:35.421-07:00Kindergarten Program<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Mr. BD had his end of the year Kindergarten Program. They were so cute up there singin' their little hearts out. Mr. BD has loved this year, especially his teacher Mrs. Rayburn. He will miss her terribly next year.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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