tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31366441217419244652024-02-07T19:33:36.071-08:00The Jorgens 'Ohana"To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world" ~J. BillingsChristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.comBlogger194125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-19239002566770424722011-11-21T22:53:00.000-08:002011-11-21T23:00:43.136-08:00You Can Read, Can't You?The boys know that there are certain things that Mommy will not do with them, or for them. I do lots of things with them and for them, but there is a short list of Mommy's Untouchables:<br />*Puzzles (I don't care how many pieces)<br />*Putting together transformers<br />*Setting up electronics<br /><br />Well, the other day, Jonah was begging me to put his transformer from the robot, back into a car....<br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>: That's not gonna happen buddy.<br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong> (5), <em>brings me the blue print, a step by step instruction paper of how to do it</em>: Here you go, Mommy.<br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>: Ya, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sweety</span>... Still not gonna happen. You know Mommy doesn't do that. I just get frustrated. Daddy will be home soon.<br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong>: Well, here is the instructions. Can you read, can't you?<br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>: Ya. I can read.<br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong>: If you can read, you can put it together.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-59767903512473138172011-11-21T22:41:00.000-08:002011-11-21T22:52:37.469-08:00The Difference Is....There is an elderly couple in our church and the wife is actually much older than the husband. Her health has declined greatly, and her husband has been taking great care of her. As I was discussing this with the twins the other day I could not help but ask this question of them. I did it separately, as I had a feeling that their answers would be different, and I didn't want their brothers answer to sway what they would say to me...<br /><strong>Me:</strong> So, when Mommy gets really, really old, are you gonna help take care of me?<br /><br /><strong>Noah</strong> (5): Oh, ya, Mama! <br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong> (5): Um... I think I'm gonna be too busy being a grown-up.<br /><br />Priceless.<br /><br /><br /><div></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-22469436884703140242011-06-15T17:14:00.001-07:002011-06-15T17:39:10.642-07:00Making Palin Proud<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLATDUIjqA1mKsXZuoYmVNrop-h7g10QUHuE8nDbv0oTjLYAB-bE7xiWyA7viTqIrrpAcXx_-tefO9F6ElpbkWRyAyPhu6j2EEpus0ywmBa8XAf6S7K29KeRtV5poW7NQiR9CbK_wheQ/s1600/DSCF7437.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618609001319875746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLATDUIjqA1mKsXZuoYmVNrop-h7g10QUHuE8nDbv0oTjLYAB-bE7xiWyA7viTqIrrpAcXx_-tefO9F6ElpbkWRyAyPhu6j2EEpus0ywmBa8XAf6S7K29KeRtV5poW7NQiR9CbK_wheQ/s320/DSCF7437.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>The other afternoon I was snuggling Jonah as he was preparing for a rare afternoon nap...<br /></div><br /><div><strong>Me</strong>: I love you Jonah.</div><br /><div><strong>Jonah</strong> (5): I love you morst.</div><br /><div><strong>Me:</strong> I love you most... </div><br /><div><strong>Jonah</strong>: I love you morstest. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Really... How can I refudiate that? </div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-61960688150615644652011-06-06T22:22:00.000-07:002011-06-06T22:38:41.752-07:00Land Lover?Caleb (7), typically LOVES water... loves the pool, loves the beach, loves the river, loves the bath tub. So, it was surprising that at a Pool Party we attended this weekend, the following events occurred:<br /><strong>Daddy:</strong> OK, Caleb! It's your turn to come in the water and swim with me! (Daddy reaches up and brings Caleb into the pool)<br /><strong>Caleb,</strong> wraps his arm tightly around Daddy's neck and <em>SCREAMS</em>: PUT ME BACK ON LAND!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifwZ3S5GapTyjAQYEMzPo0fk_q3Mcidy9LZPmmmvZmZ4Vk5CD771OVaDPpJP77Y0a18ybvHSUaO4EdvRbgkYzPMJ43vXTpmoP8u4CUm3531RvmvanxL9UcILAiGx5OL9WUAH4m8RJDHg/s1600/DSCF7080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615346704709394450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifwZ3S5GapTyjAQYEMzPo0fk_q3Mcidy9LZPmmmvZmZ4Vk5CD771OVaDPpJP77Y0a18ybvHSUaO4EdvRbgkYzPMJ43vXTpmoP8u4CUm3531RvmvanxL9UcILAiGx5OL9WUAH4m8RJDHg/s320/DSCF7080.JPG" /></a> <br /><div></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-5376301257309926032011-05-26T15:51:00.000-07:002011-05-26T15:57:52.234-07:00On Fashion...I am wearing capris today. <br /><strong>Jonah </strong>(ALMOST 5...) : Mom? Why are you wearing my pants?Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-29960043775636101622011-02-18T22:16:00.001-08:002011-02-18T22:24:12.846-08:00On Rhyming...<strong>Noah (4):</strong> Mommy? What rhymes with<em> Mama</em>?<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> Well... let's see... Llama rhymes with Mama.<br /><br /><strong>Noah:</strong> Oh. So, would <em>Mommy</em> rhyme with Camel?<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTj6vw9SudSIBDwLZyH1E9zKBC-DaGGZRwjn96umxfPqbAEH-MzAtLQDdriDHqZpfBdgwQIiTVaEbppD5nNOmmOe-auvL8Pq0cHwRZlwlqc2U2Dd5N6O_o44zhBJw-YRp28CGieBPi-Q/s1600/DSCF6190.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575281936503433138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTj6vw9SudSIBDwLZyH1E9zKBC-DaGGZRwjn96umxfPqbAEH-MzAtLQDdriDHqZpfBdgwQIiTVaEbppD5nNOmmOe-auvL8Pq0cHwRZlwlqc2U2Dd5N6O_o44zhBJw-YRp28CGieBPi-Q/s320/DSCF6190.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-67402619018817768522011-02-18T16:26:00.001-08:002011-02-18T16:51:11.639-08:00Introducing: BAILEY!<div align="center">Our family received a WONDERFUL Christmas gift this year! A darling puppy we named Bailey! Bailey is a Beagle/Chihuahua mix. She is about the cutest little dog ever, and her personality is even more adorable! </div><div align="center">Grammy and Ronpa delivered her to us on December 23rd, after fostering her for 2 weeks. I know it could not have been easy. Bailey has a way of casting a spell of love over all who meet her! Here are a few of my favorite photos of Bailey, and our family enjoying her. Especially Noah. I have never seen a 4 year old boy have such a gift with animals. He is so gentle with them, and has such affection for them. I am so thankful we are able to have our animals to cultivate that special gift he has!</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Q1Xqvq7zPUTQnbL6fW5MBsV0uVDP96ZcF2mpuSl3XIzuwlwp_SwZECWNCTlYu52lfGzVVFHhGtJrlsXzVabAMdbLIMZp3xdcFSQ1JEGH2A2laD3aHl9WOoPwhPHdmaTm5I3kpNqh4Q/s1600/DSCF6564.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575193606086937730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Q1Xqvq7zPUTQnbL6fW5MBsV0uVDP96ZcF2mpuSl3XIzuwlwp_SwZECWNCTlYu52lfGzVVFHhGtJrlsXzVabAMdbLIMZp3xdcFSQ1JEGH2A2laD3aHl9WOoPwhPHdmaTm5I3kpNqh4Q/s320/DSCF6564.JPG" /></a> The next best thing to Santa? GRAMMY! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQz0L_CjVn7KeTeAFx_x8Wu8nPr_jzJmXxjUbgR2a8Qxug51hCvAxfExdnE4hZOW3EoNO9wgSTFqukAV3WbPGS67q5AdZS69dUomapYV1-o7bNPVlNVjPLT_e0Xu84whCem_vs6N3KpQ/s1600/DSCF6340.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575193220802891570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQz0L_CjVn7KeTeAFx_x8Wu8nPr_jzJmXxjUbgR2a8Qxug51hCvAxfExdnE4hZOW3EoNO9wgSTFqukAV3WbPGS67q5AdZS69dUomapYV1-o7bNPVlNVjPLT_e0Xu84whCem_vs6N3KpQ/s320/DSCF6340.JPG" /></a> Noah snuggling his new puppy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqPTtKU4wETKDyNnDC0UEOINR_zBTr0yw5wVbs_fRZ_Vkq7wQ-9g5rIC3Wptu8rAS4r3UaeFCAgQkkMWteV-5NaxZDsFcnSA_q7bzGfjMsmWUi9JslLM4cXQklCZ3soyMbELL3Hb8HRA/s1600/DSCF6314.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575192966072397474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqPTtKU4wETKDyNnDC0UEOINR_zBTr0yw5wVbs_fRZ_Vkq7wQ-9g5rIC3Wptu8rAS4r3UaeFCAgQkkMWteV-5NaxZDsFcnSA_q7bzGfjMsmWUi9JslLM4cXQklCZ3soyMbELL3Hb8HRA/s320/DSCF6314.JPG" /></a> Lea and Bailey developed a great friendship right away. It's so nice to see them play! I know Lea loves her, even though Bailey's energy tuckers her out sometimes!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBAzscxld7zrxUKKwSAD-lEmjLikaIUWtOhbB5KZIxpx1L_8xEpHZSPjF4eIJ7j98TjeJBi32HNPp0UgJlkpeqKhrW41q2OD-8Mz5uBRPwaRJabIQmtenLBnzIPih8rnOJQT0mTAZuw/s1600/DSCF6307.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575192707575191202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBAzscxld7zrxUKKwSAD-lEmjLikaIUWtOhbB5KZIxpx1L_8xEpHZSPjF4eIJ7j98TjeJBi32HNPp0UgJlkpeqKhrW41q2OD-8Mz5uBRPwaRJabIQmtenLBnzIPih8rnOJQT0mTAZuw/s320/DSCF6307.JPG" /></a> Sweet baby face!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxn5nHZHIwgsmrh2knOxV3no6DWM6x0extejIFR753MrdDDOSwuNNl4VTE93kSukbUPXge6JC7shbxQR7fpvR5csBTe-4BMdWLuA5USfiF-U-0v8Sw8ewHmxhpRGSbcQOKTgB3iAUEaQ/s1600/DSCF6863.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575192341364840706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxn5nHZHIwgsmrh2knOxV3no6DWM6x0extejIFR753MrdDDOSwuNNl4VTE93kSukbUPXge6JC7shbxQR7fpvR5csBTe-4BMdWLuA5USfiF-U-0v8Sw8ewHmxhpRGSbcQOKTgB3iAUEaQ/s320/DSCF6863.JPG" /></a> Bailey never misses an opportunity to snuggle with Noah. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9O-awg9R9Gh-DHqjiq86yqbjswhceVE40ZDlgGfGU_TCZBC82u6dviUh_Qls3RVaqIFE699PMLCOnXfaCPbkjhyphenhyphen9IvaUMpCAlL3t63s9DgQhTH5Xs5z27d9lywbJCl9hpTTRz0WQxvg/s1600/DSCF6842.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575192057968322130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9O-awg9R9Gh-DHqjiq86yqbjswhceVE40ZDlgGfGU_TCZBC82u6dviUh_Qls3RVaqIFE699PMLCOnXfaCPbkjhyphenhyphen9IvaUMpCAlL3t63s9DgQhTH5Xs5z27d9lywbJCl9hpTTRz0WQxvg/s320/DSCF6842.JPG" /></a> My sweet animals! Lea, snoring... Bailey, and Oliver. Oliver has been a real trooper, too! He is a very forgiving cat for all the chaos in our home. Despite the noise and excitement, Oliver remains very social and loves to play with Bailey. Oliver is also good at telling Bailey when he is 'done'. Tee hee!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZ1lPAFWxF82U3iZRma0xN28PH1x-bSrJ3D6xDkHdN00LHlhTbWXf4ZgrydLqnZ6fKYAaY-fIeB2XP0uQTIrp8nR-RdsUf_ryD0x5rUIiNYppBRT9_DFqntUXWe-ol4kwAoB6uJRw5g/s1600/DSCF6839.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575191706763755122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVZ1lPAFWxF82U3iZRma0xN28PH1x-bSrJ3D6xDkHdN00LHlhTbWXf4ZgrydLqnZ6fKYAaY-fIeB2XP0uQTIrp8nR-RdsUf_ryD0x5rUIiNYppBRT9_DFqntUXWe-ol4kwAoB6uJRw5g/s320/DSCF6839.JPG" /></a> I LOVE how tiny she is on the giant dog bed! This was taken this month, February 2011. I just wonder how big she'll actually get?!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN1lcrVsljyvmVO9Wu_L06MDlEz16-iC4FrtQz_fha2TpsH9a8VzZdy4HgZtsHC32dH29CgCQLxxWWEsJsqupNxE3DnGh0G2ZhsRMzlf83E30yJrfGxnipG69GMyWbCGMrA3DJFZJ63g/s1600/DSCF6811.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575191438638184658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN1lcrVsljyvmVO9Wu_L06MDlEz16-iC4FrtQz_fha2TpsH9a8VzZdy4HgZtsHC32dH29CgCQLxxWWEsJsqupNxE3DnGh0G2ZhsRMzlf83E30yJrfGxnipG69GMyWbCGMrA3DJFZJ63g/s320/DSCF6811.JPG" /></a> And again.... Noah feel asleep, and Bailey hoped right up to snooze with him!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHORMK7c1ug2Tvfh08VZ2vg58YmSHrspgd8oAJkpVYmoSrPrQQnHEENxhooSNapdk1Ne-jXGwt9ytfRjOazNl1f8R1bSwWc4RLbkvO7PTu5yjKHuo37fosLaLY9jg9TW6YVHQXwCV6eQ/s1600/DSCF6890.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575190958668798642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHORMK7c1ug2Tvfh08VZ2vg58YmSHrspgd8oAJkpVYmoSrPrQQnHEENxhooSNapdk1Ne-jXGwt9ytfRjOazNl1f8R1bSwWc4RLbkvO7PTu5yjKHuo37fosLaLY9jg9TW6YVHQXwCV6eQ/s320/DSCF6890.JPG" /></a> Bailey often hops in my bed in the morning as we are getting everyone ready for their day. She tucks herself in under the covers and snoozes, often, until late morning! It is darling! These days, my bed is not getting made until the afternoon because she is just TOO cute to disturb!</div><div>We sure are in love with our new puppy! I hope you enjoy these photos of our new addition.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-29941660568600570392011-02-16T08:59:00.001-08:002011-02-16T09:38:54.815-08:00LoveI think I may have had the best Valentines Day ever this year. Really, it was magical. I am so blessed with the abundance of love that fills my home each day. <br />The day started out like every other... getting the boys ready for school. Caleb was very excited for his Valentine party at school, and was so happy that Mommy was coming, too. <br />While the boys were at school, I hit the dollar store, and picked up three adorable monkey balloons, and a few decorations to make the day a real celebration. As<strong> Noah</strong> pointed out that morning "Mom? Is this Valentines Day?" <strong>Me:</strong> "Yep! It's today." <strong>Noah:</strong> "Where's the decorations, Mom?" Right. I'll get on that, Buddy. ;o)<br />When I picked the Twins up from school, they came home to their Valentine balloons, and the some decorations that made it feel like a real holiday...<br />Matt came home early, as his work schedule is having him work on his day off this week, and I was able to go to Caleb's Valentine party at school. He was SO excited to see Mommy! We partied hard in Room 10, made banana splits, and then I decided to stay the rest of the day so Caleb could show me some of the things he has been working on. I went down to his Special Ed room with him, and he showed me how hard he has been working on learning to tie a shoe! Would you believe it, my little man DID IT! I had tears streaming down my face as I watched him conquer this task that is so easy for some, but has been quite a motor challenge for him. As you can see in the picture below, he was quite proud! I was, too.<br />That night we had a family "date"! I made homemade fettuccine alfredo, and we had soda in our special Valentines cups (the boys loved doing "cheers" throughout the dinner.) We also went around the table, and told each member of the family something we love about them. (see below for that re-cap) It was such a joy to spend Valentines Day with the 4 guys I love the most. I am one blessed girl. ;o)<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUSof91R0Ji1m7RI5CnO_AMjEk9UDjaYbuynXU0VSNFO5HRPy-NII-2y9vrRHqjzX9RouV8bDI0qz9ZU040L-nwP-PX66eax2APCupIgy7y2sqKKr06QX21VENVixyi2x7FrckADkfA/s1600/DSCF6881.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574337265658913746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUSof91R0Ji1m7RI5CnO_AMjEk9UDjaYbuynXU0VSNFO5HRPy-NII-2y9vrRHqjzX9RouV8bDI0qz9ZU040L-nwP-PX66eax2APCupIgy7y2sqKKr06QX21VENVixyi2x7FrckADkfA/s320/DSCF6881.JPG" /></a> Caleb... Tieing a shoe!!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1j7sKaUhR5c51KNqRKWaOXULAQ-AMWz2R6RoaHFLSrcoDcuG8D6cZMEGyE7_IS9UIV4GuodLa8B4llFmVUenXIlLtEJ0nro1ULaA0dxcvoJb60KqwNUfypklp88PCyZZ7P3s-FxmrvQ/s1600/DSCF6880.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574337017319778018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1j7sKaUhR5c51KNqRKWaOXULAQ-AMWz2R6RoaHFLSrcoDcuG8D6cZMEGyE7_IS9UIV4GuodLa8B4llFmVUenXIlLtEJ0nro1ULaA0dxcvoJb60KqwNUfypklp88PCyZZ7P3s-FxmrvQ/s320/DSCF6880.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeMFaoeOH2YOJkIf30cD-o6ZK7rYz_-nmpfPGYr3G2ojjL596zlsb6sRc6hdRbgb-lRb1ybcH49G7f0Hy0vIK_3xHXYm96mdwGpaTfMpD_VmJnWZq_zHAlDdmG8GpdiS5bM91l7n2nw/s1600/DSCF6876.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336357397108450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeMFaoeOH2YOJkIf30cD-o6ZK7rYz_-nmpfPGYr3G2ojjL596zlsb6sRc6hdRbgb-lRb1ybcH49G7f0Hy0vIK_3xHXYm96mdwGpaTfMpD_VmJnWZq_zHAlDdmG8GpdiS5bM91l7n2nw/s320/DSCF6876.JPG" /></a> Party time in first grade!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyB9aXTMi_fFx_z6ZijED7UFh2nzdistnFj0vVTydFHIlcXuv15fon3IWfKvcixiRYDkrm8vs84uHCtrYxQG1CAqnvPuXPsYQR74A6nPsc6W_ifTdcffj6I52pooHzzglWEhMYL175A/s1600/DSCF6875.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574334667704003682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyB9aXTMi_fFx_z6ZijED7UFh2nzdistnFj0vVTydFHIlcXuv15fon3IWfKvcixiRYDkrm8vs84uHCtrYxQG1CAqnvPuXPsYQR74A6nPsc6W_ifTdcffj6I52pooHzzglWEhMYL175A/s320/DSCF6875.JPG" /></a>Jonah getting the last drop of soda! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhhkuiUmCNWVVeqK1vkNsAPF-flm9oPszj0pKDB1CectHTGnFse4ChBrn5pJQceMwwouPSlBomc8yg0eBy5C97TKw4BGWO9LO6-uhPitAd0Odw72BsHYL6WpLd8DgVxjdKQqJDJHQqw/s1600/DSCF6871.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574333982411334866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMhhkuiUmCNWVVeqK1vkNsAPF-flm9oPszj0pKDB1CectHTGnFse4ChBrn5pJQceMwwouPSlBomc8yg0eBy5C97TKw4BGWO9LO6-uhPitAd0Odw72BsHYL6WpLd8DgVxjdKQqJDJHQqw/s320/DSCF6871.JPG" /></a> Noah's SO happy to have a treat!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fcWBjTEY4B9JmcKf36jIfShnz9jC00j7rSZsneAdctRqXAW-uJtE_EM12h4W0vlBKD3u_Ng8JlexwPBvY0zMOOjhvfg0XI3lylFHXZfcKmZwhtPSsAanEMINmc0m6yHwv00SkPKwpg/s1600/DSCF6873.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574333685324825730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7fcWBjTEY4B9JmcKf36jIfShnz9jC00j7rSZsneAdctRqXAW-uJtE_EM12h4W0vlBKD3u_Ng8JlexwPBvY0zMOOjhvfg0XI3lylFHXZfcKmZwhtPSsAanEMINmc0m6yHwv00SkPKwpg/s320/DSCF6873.JPG" /></a> Balloons make GREAT Valentines!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSaGOvPfOWDMRfq5zx9M1p5r9-dY4D_lJVFcI9gijqixVj4jPhFBtL7TD8a_jz8zmNFuDJyvWdgcu9oiyNJ3FG6B8YAfdP1VofNdsQ1zHzPyBoB2oBWFHJH_horHyZUz6kXXOOShF5Q/s1600/DSCF6889.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574333409925902178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSaGOvPfOWDMRfq5zx9M1p5r9-dY4D_lJVFcI9gijqixVj4jPhFBtL7TD8a_jz8zmNFuDJyvWdgcu9oiyNJ3FG6B8YAfdP1VofNdsQ1zHzPyBoB2oBWFHJH_horHyZUz6kXXOOShF5Q/s320/DSCF6889.JPG" /></a> A romantic dinner with my Boys!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"><strong>Caleb</strong> (7): I love Daddy because he works hard at his meetings.</div><div align="left">I love Mommy because she came to my school today, and saw my party and my school.</div><div align="left"><strong>Noah</strong> (4): I love Daddy because he is strong.</div><div align="left">I love Mommy because she takes good care of us.</div><div align="left"><strong>Jonah</strong> (4): I love Daddy because he made us our big boy beds.</div><div align="left">I love Mommy because she makes good food.</div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-58052759142337442252011-01-27T12:57:00.000-08:002011-01-27T13:07:03.662-08:00Jonah's AnatomyThis morning, on our way to school...<br /><br /><strong>Noah</strong> (4): Jonah! Don't go to sleep!<br /><br /><strong>Jonah </strong>(4): Noah.... I am not sleeping. I am looking at my eye lids.<br /><br /><strong>Noah</strong>,<em> questioning</em>... : Is that on your body, or mine?<br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong>, <em>sighs</em>: Noah, they are on everybody's body.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3_650HatC6JmwI8TZmccep_nM4Il3_JOFrnxejG6DpyDVJGE636IxogquVXKy4replvCTRZbJK4JHyozlVrq_KgkV3dkHdMqc10taG33r2rC6eFQaZUJ-VF4zQ3tS_UCrYhu7X8YWw/s1600/DSCF6781.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566974057671324546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3_650HatC6JmwI8TZmccep_nM4Il3_JOFrnxejG6DpyDVJGE636IxogquVXKy4replvCTRZbJK4JHyozlVrq_KgkV3dkHdMqc10taG33r2rC6eFQaZUJ-VF4zQ3tS_UCrYhu7X8YWw/s320/DSCF6781.JPG" /></a> Yep. That's underwear on their head.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4ajKJKTxmvH8BUNvEPQ6MgBkRdZUYGTU60kJ-RVSgHolWLCTLYsa0-kjyloPQKk8mba5JnR0jExK8KsxZgAV7U7vnzAaRbFZuaRGslumfZP23vVLVmUbPdbVa3C_UdMLDZktxxaAMg/s1600/DSCF6639.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566973732804663858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA4ajKJKTxmvH8BUNvEPQ6MgBkRdZUYGTU60kJ-RVSgHolWLCTLYsa0-kjyloPQKk8mba5JnR0jExK8KsxZgAV7U7vnzAaRbFZuaRGslumfZP23vVLVmUbPdbVa3C_UdMLDZktxxaAMg/s320/DSCF6639.JPG" /></a> I had to sneak this one in... My Gingerbread Twins. ;o) <div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-42510789822591797212011-01-20T13:28:00.001-08:002011-01-20T13:38:32.563-08:00Chicks Who Drive Trucks RockEvery Tuesday and Thursday I have the blessing of watching Miss Etta Wicks while her Mommy, my BFF Emily, teaches music at a local private school. I LOVE Tuesdays and Thursdays. They are just.so.much.fun. I pick Etta up, and then she and I drive to the boys' pre-school, and pick up her "Crazy Boys". Etta and I enjoy lots of girl talk on the way to get the boys... Today was so hilarious, I just HAD to share it with you all:<br /><img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Etta</strong> (2): There's a red truck!<br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>: YA! Who else drives a red truck?<br /><br /><strong>Etta:</strong> My Dad. And Uncle Matt. And Joe.<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> WOW! You know LOTS of people who drive red trucks. Etta, which do you like more? Trucks, or cars? <br /><br /><strong>Etta:</strong> Trucks.<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> Ya, me too. Chicks who drive trucks rock.<br /><br /><strong>Etta:</strong> Ya. My Dad, too.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCI799KCY33bmED3MjmgY2n4gYMJXFSuJyYI_rrD8JLOSUKsjc5C74NN7rJLT0KLzTsEAGXsJGd4FTQjl4qWB83t-1u0cO5pnSTbB8tvce2s5yLAEmJFg3oieAbL6i9rIjyusIvCGJvg/s1600/DSCF5276.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564383905796464978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCI799KCY33bmED3MjmgY2n4gYMJXFSuJyYI_rrD8JLOSUKsjc5C74NN7rJLT0KLzTsEAGXsJGd4FTQjl4qWB83t-1u0cO5pnSTbB8tvce2s5yLAEmJFg3oieAbL6i9rIjyusIvCGJvg/s320/DSCF5276.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-41059842478385987882011-01-15T13:00:00.001-08:002011-01-15T13:19:00.541-08:00Farty Brain<div align="center">I live with boys. A lot of them. And now that they are getting a bit older, the joy of bodily functions seems to be taking over my house. That, and the endless debate as to which is better: Star Wars, or Star Trek. People say that boys and girls are conditioned to behave in their gender roles... I say... PSHA! My boys are 7 and 4... they are just programed by the Good Lord to do and say BOY things....(speaking generally, here.) But, I digress... this is a story about Farty Brain. </div><div align="center"><img class="gl_bold" border="0" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" />This morning the following conversation took place:</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left"><strong></strong></div><div align="left"><strong>Mom</strong>: Wow, thanks for fixing that, Matt....</div><div align="left"><strong>Jonah</strong> (4): Ya, Farty Brain.</div><div align="left"><strong>Mom</strong>: Jonah... we don't call people Farty Brain. It's not nice.</div><div align="left"><strong>Jonah</strong> (<em>with the most serious expression, <strong>ever</strong></em>.): But Mom... I have a friend at school named Farty Brain. And he's super nice.</div><div align="left"><strong>Mom:</strong> Really? You really have a friend named Farty Brain, huh?</div><div align="left"><strong>Jonah:</strong> Ya. He's 4. Like us. I like him a lot. But sometimes he farts on me.</div><div align="left"><img class="gl_align_center" border="0" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /></div><div align="left"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJ0KKYVp0t8rH0b1_qLYFDitfN9LFR9HZj-gxAoL3mXPsVWSbcfCK54t8Am6Ql7JmNcvsr9C98fgf0XkjJ77ZFIFD7s1PHrIK-V8lsCAJTSC8ihBI6AlNK3OHQRvjQr4i8RCf_AL1TA/s1600/DSCF6131.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562521026576849074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJ0KKYVp0t8rH0b1_qLYFDitfN9LFR9HZj-gxAoL3mXPsVWSbcfCK54t8Am6Ql7JmNcvsr9C98fgf0XkjJ77ZFIFD7s1PHrIK-V8lsCAJTSC8ihBI6AlNK3OHQRvjQr4i8RCf_AL1TA/s320/DSCF6131.JPG" /></a>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-60622482375168183022011-01-14T17:32:00.000-08:002011-01-14T17:49:42.540-08:00That Tooth Did, Indeed, Come Out...I know! It has been the epic cliff hanger for the last 6 months! "Did that tooth EVER come out?!" You've all been on the edge of your seats wondering... And, indeed, it did....<br />I have wrestled with whether to catch up on past stuff, or just start with today, but there are some things that I just GOTTA put on here... And this is one of them. The Era of the Tooth Fairy has been ushered into the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Jorgens</span> '<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ohana</span>. Here are some pictures of our VERY proud boy. It was super loose, and one day I finally popped him up on the kitchen counter and gave it a tiny wiggle... He was super nervous when I said gasped, then when I said "Caleb! It came out!" He just giggled with glee! The Twins thought it was pretty exciting, too. We called Daddy right away, and the rest of the evening was tooth excitement galore... ;o)<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1fvWm30XwAYLSxPC72rl1MFUo5LV5DRcz0434zGTZmtNI481LIfo0Nc533V6ibS-MbAdfIXrGCKXToFtnYGFRD23SHmogKTgkhke9K3dM7x9kjPUStc2ejtc_vtRsf-Ri-u6mFc13A/s1600/DSCF5405.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562221772097254914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1fvWm30XwAYLSxPC72rl1MFUo5LV5DRcz0434zGTZmtNI481LIfo0Nc533V6ibS-MbAdfIXrGCKXToFtnYGFRD23SHmogKTgkhke9K3dM7x9kjPUStc2ejtc_vtRsf-Ri-u6mFc13A/s320/DSCF5405.JPG" /></a> Proudly displaying his tooth in the very same tooth fairy box I used as a little kid. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUKcWxf7Q-H_ObjPbOtZGDCI_toerizTz6SZdMi1ULMTWQhLJl7CE9XKCkTjNn84gkB_lQvkOMBjZ7DNsCROOCSivtr0ygLMlP_AXoUnTXtXKDvdpo7SC4G4wd8t561MiWMHjimB7cA/s1600/DSCF5401.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562221420450146370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIUKcWxf7Q-H_ObjPbOtZGDCI_toerizTz6SZdMi1ULMTWQhLJl7CE9XKCkTjNn84gkB_lQvkOMBjZ7DNsCROOCSivtr0ygLMlP_AXoUnTXtXKDvdpo7SC4G4wd8t561MiWMHjimB7cA/s320/DSCF5401.JPG" /></a> Holding his tooth.... Funny, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">remember</span> being equally excited when that little tooth made it's first appearance. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1B97ndeWJK6esPFs1r8QUZJQY8p-1usCmOkl_AEcXBv2blUMCMxrMfDgjmEuaDefmGD3FN0mT0jwdxnE2kaNOARvmPnB7bPxM_iwi2Rq1RJvbZ7PHhAxx_MJU4iQlVGxB726enn87w/s1600/DSCF5384.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562220860507328658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx1B97ndeWJK6esPFs1r8QUZJQY8p-1usCmOkl_AEcXBv2blUMCMxrMfDgjmEuaDefmGD3FN0mT0jwdxnE2kaNOARvmPnB7bPxM_iwi2Rq1RJvbZ7PHhAxx_MJU4iQlVGxB726enn87w/s320/DSCF5384.JPG" /></a>Ya, you can't really see the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">puka</span>, but I love this picture of him trying to show us!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr-WbvMbSrLpxOSoIubmnMdrxrtnp8yrckKv-hkmfGUsSkvW6kGzx3SErwEIYo6cfHYJ1xFboVG7hk48tf_vVDTKjrrhZ6ahm4ie5GAF9pwq3EMfiK7avSnwxNop8GQP64eEdsU-3x9Q/s1600/DSCF5379.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562220582419688242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr-WbvMbSrLpxOSoIubmnMdrxrtnp8yrckKv-hkmfGUsSkvW6kGzx3SErwEIYo6cfHYJ1xFboVG7hk48tf_vVDTKjrrhZ6ahm4ie5GAF9pwq3EMfiK7avSnwxNop8GQP64eEdsU-3x9Q/s320/DSCF5379.JPG" /></a><br />ALL SMILES!</div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-44843386742696043602011-01-12T09:25:00.000-08:002011-01-12T09:33:19.811-08:00Behind The TimesI have been seriously behind in my blogging. I dunno... There has been a part of me that just hasn't had the desire to post in the last several months... Sometimes it is just fun to LIVE it, and I was pressuring myself about blogging... GOTTA get a post about this and that. So, I just released my self pressure, and just lived. Enjoying and soaking up every moment without feeling like I had to share it with the world. It was nice, actually. <br />But now? I am over it. I have the desire to post updates again, and that makes it fun, right?! With the Holidays behind us, and a year of excitement ahead, I am eager to keep my record of the blessings and goings on of our family....<br />Stay tuned! And I hope there are still people out there who check my blog! Hahaha... We'll see!<br />~CChristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-88739851324888182312010-06-30T17:51:00.000-07:002010-06-30T18:08:26.338-07:00Thinking It Through...Caleb has one seriously loose tooth. His very first one. It has actually been loose for while now... But since it has gotten really wiggly, he has had some second thoughts about this whole 'teeth falling out of your mouth' thing. And really, it is pretty disturbing until you are able to process that it happens to everyone, and yes, new teeth do come it to replace the ones that fall out. Each night, we wiggle the tooth a little more, and check on it's progress... and each night, tears well up in Caleb's eyes and he says "Mama, I'm just so worried about my tooth!" It just breaks my heart. So to ease his anxiety, while we were tucking all the boys in bed last night, I informed him that the Tooth Fairy has told me that she has a new Thomas the Train engine to give him, BUT he will have to switch her. He gives her his tooth, she give him a train. Last night, as we were discussing this magical transaction, Caleb seemed to perk up a bit. But as I explained it I also noticed that the Twins were listening intently to this impending deal, and Noah, well, he had some concerns about the logistics of how it would work...<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> So, once your tooth comes out, we'll put it on your shelf, and the Tooth Fairy will come and leave you a train!<br /><br /><strong>Noah</strong> <em>(4)</em><strong>: </strong>Will she drive her car here, Mama?<br /><br /><strong>Me</strong>, <em>very matter-of-fact</em><strong>: </strong>No, Honey, she'll fly.<br /><br /><strong>Noah:</strong> Will she use wings, or an airplane?<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> She'll use her fairy wings.<br /><br /><strong>Jonah </strong>(4)<strong>:</strong> That's pretty silly, Mama.<br /><br /><strong>Noah:</strong> Ya. I think she should just drive.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-51194524379657592142010-06-27T23:08:00.000-07:002010-06-27T23:19:21.448-07:00I Don't Just Love You...As I was leaving to go out with friends the other night:<br /><br /><strong>Caleb </strong><em>(6) <span style="font-size:85%;">sniffling a little, and tearing up</span></em>: But Mama... I like you!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-31156549995279841712010-06-27T20:46:00.001-07:002010-06-27T22:40:22.748-07:00Noah & Jonah Turn 4!!<div align="center">I think I may start every birthday post with "I can't believe"... Another year passes, and these little men that came to us through the miracle of adoption continue to grow, in height/weight and personality & character. When God blessed me with Motherhood, I knew that being a mother included the obvious... pouring of myself into these new lives and raise them up to be, by the grace of God, not just people that we love dearly, but that those around them can love too. I think what I seriously underestimated is how much<em> I</em> would grow from them. </div><div align="center">Noah and Jonah, Mama always tells you that you are our gifts from God. And you so totally are. We love and adore you more than words can say. </div><div align="center">The boys' birthdays always lead my heart back to their birth mothers. Andrea, we love you so deeply. The gift you gave us when you dedicated these boys to us will forever overwhelm my heart. I love you, not only for all you have done for us, but for all of who you are. You are an incredible women, and mother. </div><div align="center">______________</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I have to say, that the rest of this post is a long, wonderful story of Noah and Jonah's birthday. It was such a magical day, and I am so excited to finally be sharing it here...</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTguLsQAiyNpgIDonut2G9e0Pt2pat29W2gRhb14yelbk0JYRcxZwnJcV8PrwoUVOT_jAD9Pumy4vPHm8hGKxvx6eCIwY9TiHmvvKXewEdbZhRT0DKUjUArv7WV52e4KgaxzB8MS46kQ/s1600/June+2010+2+116.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487677563314795122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTguLsQAiyNpgIDonut2G9e0Pt2pat29W2gRhb14yelbk0JYRcxZwnJcV8PrwoUVOT_jAD9Pumy4vPHm8hGKxvx6eCIwY9TiHmvvKXewEdbZhRT0DKUjUArv7WV52e4KgaxzB8MS46kQ/s320/June+2010+2+116.jpg" /></a> Birthday morning started, as it always does, the night before. If you have read any previous posts on birthdays, you know that they are so special to me. My mother always had, rather-has, a way of making a birthday ridiculously wonderful. When your day comes, you have no doubt that you will indeed be celebrated. I treasure this, and have wanted to carry on that tradition with my kids. So I spend the night before their birthdays decorating the whole house with balloons and streamers, "Happy Birthday" signs and gifts. We are so abundantly blessed to celebrate our babies. </div><div align="center">Grammy had a plan to get the Twins Big Boy Bikes from months ago, and we had those set up and ready to surprise the boys when they woke up, along with the wonderful mountain of gifts from Nana Jorgens. As I finished getting everything ready for their birthday surprise, I told Matt how I sure wish my Mom could be here... I said "I know I would do her proud." Hahaha.... We went to bed, and rested up for the party to come the next day. </div><div align="center">Morning came quickly, as always, and the boys got up and jumped into our bed for morning snuggles. At about 7:30 we heard a light knock upstairs... then we heard another knock... the knocking continued, and Matt headed upstairs... I really didn't think anything of it... People stop by the house for one reason or another all the time. But I heard a little rustling upstairs, and about 5 min. later, I hear a most familiar voice say "Hey! I hear there is a birthday party today!!!!" IT WAS GRAMMY AND RONPA!!!!! I jumped up out of bed and just started crying, I was SO surprised and elated! My Mom is SO the BIRTHDAY QUEEN!!!! She and Ron had driven the day before and reserved a hotel for that night, all so they could show up on their birthday. It was incredible! I was SO excited to have my Mama there to share in the fun, and of course, the boys were all thrilled that Grammy and Ronpa came to their birthday party!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1GaCn-Va1x3m_58Qr_WK49IKqw12wm1nkd4pbJKv75RiBBmRelVakC9MDXMrV9WJ6naVi32S7dDgL8c-I4aExb46YiwL_FYOdgDhRxFI25JGgTAIb9uxG647RvcsCICwdKTIREnAag/s1600/June+2010+2+117.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487677218693270354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB1GaCn-Va1x3m_58Qr_WK49IKqw12wm1nkd4pbJKv75RiBBmRelVakC9MDXMrV9WJ6naVi32S7dDgL8c-I4aExb46YiwL_FYOdgDhRxFI25JGgTAIb9uxG647RvcsCICwdKTIREnAag/s320/June+2010+2+117.jpg" /></a> A day of setting up, and all the Pirates<em> Arrrrr</em> ready to<em> Parrrrty</em>! </div><div align="center">(Yes. We had a pirate party. ;o)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYyl0Up0zV8qn91H_3v6vQuJZ1MEKxWOO4cdkPN4OXtYIkWxMzVcsw9cNBUKOzdLAo0saNv69IPU-q-45AwjQeojtHrD-Nu2WW9s3-lGCKuRNuMyPHrDXxIqczm4sM9VHDb41oij8V9Q/s1600/June+2010+2+120.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487676671246981682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYyl0Up0zV8qn91H_3v6vQuJZ1MEKxWOO4cdkPN4OXtYIkWxMzVcsw9cNBUKOzdLAo0saNv69IPU-q-45AwjQeojtHrD-Nu2WW9s3-lGCKuRNuMyPHrDXxIqczm4sM9VHDb41oij8V9Q/s320/June+2010+2+120.jpg" /></a> Lot's of friends from the boys' pre-school came to share in the party fun!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDymsFQbyy3Gr_A5IBU8lSKfJWpAwjjrpTD9BwUSuOzqXGemuMLmnzvI9WkFmKFvql5yVOxF_ooE6dnjRbXKJui0ZGiNkfi1WmAvg1GKJ3oU9nOPKuUmtpch10pUfEO2x9YGftQeF0Q/s1600/June+2010+2+121.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487676153732062866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivDymsFQbyy3Gr_A5IBU8lSKfJWpAwjjrpTD9BwUSuOzqXGemuMLmnzvI9WkFmKFvql5yVOxF_ooE6dnjRbXKJui0ZGiNkfi1WmAvg1GKJ3oU9nOPKuUmtpch10pUfEO2x9YGftQeF0Q/s320/June+2010+2+121.jpg" /></a> And Caleb invited his best friend, Maci and her brother to come to the party, too! Caleb was SO excited to have her there!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtPU1WZriWGa3boww5pMhANE9L5LNDP-K6rneTMfrGy8v9XGm6jCnQoogC8mvJvsJdKoRdqxIoEbgQk8zCuX8U2dKG_Gz6S4HRl2CmrnGYVC-sb2BuETqQQLULGWw9aN9IUjZH4wHeVQ/s1600/June+2010+2+122.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487675843980421282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtPU1WZriWGa3boww5pMhANE9L5LNDP-K6rneTMfrGy8v9XGm6jCnQoogC8mvJvsJdKoRdqxIoEbgQk8zCuX8U2dKG_Gz6S4HRl2CmrnGYVC-sb2BuETqQQLULGWw9aN9IUjZH4wHeVQ/s320/June+2010+2+122.jpg" /></a> Several of our young adults group came to celebrate with us, they spend so much time with the boys, they are all like family to them. </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpD4uHu1acdYiyxq2efJ7ot0imR4PkUajIVmjwWHP2D1iaxoN5Tj1uziLvoCmqV9PoqPaTseGJbJmtpf4BoeeZcPdDNcn3ZOwwHDI6gU7tbV5yR7s5Hfh2C4q2wZLDr5nuUWaFPZLGAg/s1600/June+2010+2+125.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487675374120769762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpD4uHu1acdYiyxq2efJ7ot0imR4PkUajIVmjwWHP2D1iaxoN5Tj1uziLvoCmqV9PoqPaTseGJbJmtpf4BoeeZcPdDNcn3ZOwwHDI6gU7tbV5yR7s5Hfh2C4q2wZLDr5nuUWaFPZLGAg/s320/June+2010+2+125.jpg" /></a> Birthday boy Jonah enjoying his pizza.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTKfDH3KMCh9QjsBgfkjolYTcQdI59lT1kdFFzyhvKIHhz3PqcCxJ11QNvqGIdeWoGLauBkQemEWEUTAdsYSLR1G-iwNY4yYjHB7LTtr1ocqdHsGWlEzs3wv2f2csvBjCcvckr3Tu2DQ/s1600/June+2010+2+128.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487674990856080402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTKfDH3KMCh9QjsBgfkjolYTcQdI59lT1kdFFzyhvKIHhz3PqcCxJ11QNvqGIdeWoGLauBkQemEWEUTAdsYSLR1G-iwNY4yYjHB7LTtr1ocqdHsGWlEzs3wv2f2csvBjCcvckr3Tu2DQ/s320/June+2010+2+128.jpg" /></a> Silly Birthday boy Noah!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWdQXRfxucGJa139U6DJDfoi2o8-pLFxVN5KLtF28IfWA2SYWtixUlfpdqGD119Px-4GWOdnA4zIL4FZ74R-9vGrQ78ZBKX5tHiteGwUvK2h5qxxv-e05LotQNy9POvfnuf1h5tCrs0w/s1600/June+2010+2+130.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487674694120330050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWdQXRfxucGJa139U6DJDfoi2o8-pLFxVN5KLtF28IfWA2SYWtixUlfpdqGD119Px-4GWOdnA4zIL4FZ74R-9vGrQ78ZBKX5tHiteGwUvK2h5qxxv-e05LotQNy9POvfnuf1h5tCrs0w/s320/June+2010+2+130.jpg" /></a> Grammy and Ronpa enjoying the party.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguO36WnUKL4aTwdiPwaYHMmGNRFO3s8CSEXO4DzpHYcDCYxWMJw-2mKKpOww_cCyx3ur-dugDHO_XwZexCnAYKBmm6kNIDhSDvpdPZfZYfLMhED_Ndf3mea1m_3g-hH1C1Kiba7MManw/s1600/June+2010+2+132.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487674335862299986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguO36WnUKL4aTwdiPwaYHMmGNRFO3s8CSEXO4DzpHYcDCYxWMJw-2mKKpOww_cCyx3ur-dugDHO_XwZexCnAYKBmm6kNIDhSDvpdPZfZYfLMhED_Ndf3mea1m_3g-hH1C1Kiba7MManw/s320/June+2010+2+132.jpg" /></a> Mommy and Grammy help the boys get close to blow out their birthday candles! 4 Each!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKy2gSvyarVmaG-r6tA3f6Qattk-faqmORa_6vYeg6TTEfdqV8VLboDJzqgl2-oFaroPtAjZLeOHasP_jGWbOtjquiXKudkpVnPb34JRJ-oZ792MaaMO6ARkcgNYizG4LN-KSM0yvezQ/s1600/June+2010+2+134.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673968910342946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKy2gSvyarVmaG-r6tA3f6Qattk-faqmORa_6vYeg6TTEfdqV8VLboDJzqgl2-oFaroPtAjZLeOHasP_jGWbOtjquiXKudkpVnPb34JRJ-oZ792MaaMO6ARkcgNYizG4LN-KSM0yvezQ/s320/June+2010+2+134.jpg" /></a> Mmmmm!!!! Birthday cake is a treasure. ;o)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwcmCiJdTYPb-WTL8dMMO_-t3D3n_rElEu9vovl0Mh96B_MkiwoRvS-eCqLVGa1F0e8fn8prKr15BuEzVDPsnq0K-rq-aKkHuxWw08ay7s41Esnzr8MIeau6mdQ6r5-LI1yGNAGm2lg/s1600/June+2010+2+136.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487673672390236530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJwcmCiJdTYPb-WTL8dMMO_-t3D3n_rElEu9vovl0Mh96B_MkiwoRvS-eCqLVGa1F0e8fn8prKr15BuEzVDPsnq0K-rq-aKkHuxWw08ay7s41Esnzr8MIeau6mdQ6r5-LI1yGNAGm2lg/s320/June+2010+2+136.jpg" /></a> All the kids are excited for cake!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyS05jR00UNfkUjqz6LBwiQNNCYu1LRYnvf_qQlA88ULrIf8RvnDVyF9fCzO1BEB0l3zkRUTI3gh7oTXjWFhxDASkZO9ctOzub12V1_XoLKoBbkKprswzV1vLCXAEvPXQsv1J4nPb-w/s1600/June+2010+2+141.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487671216240603874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyS05jR00UNfkUjqz6LBwiQNNCYu1LRYnvf_qQlA88ULrIf8RvnDVyF9fCzO1BEB0l3zkRUTI3gh7oTXjWFhxDASkZO9ctOzub12V1_XoLKoBbkKprswzV1vLCXAEvPXQsv1J4nPb-w/s320/June+2010+2+141.jpg" /></a>Noah checking out some stickers.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPiv-1Drx2w9zr9iPSKxC2Cn8Zk1emf35QbpKm57y3bOjZ42VrELuoZC4ikmRgsQMOrzsltJq-BJ57x-EdxSMHVKhsW6kuAWhEdobXLP7htKXYHTyQ0qJE-AGjO_wqctAi3q5ypNHebg/s1600/June+2010+2+142.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487670877557477874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPiv-1Drx2w9zr9iPSKxC2Cn8Zk1emf35QbpKm57y3bOjZ42VrELuoZC4ikmRgsQMOrzsltJq-BJ57x-EdxSMHVKhsW6kuAWhEdobXLP7htKXYHTyQ0qJE-AGjO_wqctAi3q5ypNHebg/s320/June+2010+2+142.jpg" /></a> Maci and Micah, Jonah and Caleb enjoying cake.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_n9zOY5IuhgaDO7KYl62l-YJlwYfxp1npG5kp_m3S4gL3yBXE3pofD_Ty-yNhzKXUXpggbWz5l3kBEK_IDtxuDQaHkai7fg4e-td7mM_OxYhG4aB36uhaDYETZC-cNfRBCrYCuNbeJw/s1600/June+2010+2+148.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487670476684808290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_n9zOY5IuhgaDO7KYl62l-YJlwYfxp1npG5kp_m3S4gL3yBXE3pofD_Ty-yNhzKXUXpggbWz5l3kBEK_IDtxuDQaHkai7fg4e-td7mM_OxYhG4aB36uhaDYETZC-cNfRBCrYCuNbeJw/s320/June+2010+2+148.jpg" /></a> PRESENT TIME!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBwMDP6gMP3z2uKZfG3jMbgbBUjipS_38PI713_401YYvDKw-2rivWmdHWysvD-bWiAqOVfm_1bm-13URL546VozlqBkrfpJW1IFvSy7NGgIW6TB8zDfy0-d0WCj5lgVRmWuYvDOgFAg/s1600/June+2010+2+152.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487670165463033346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBwMDP6gMP3z2uKZfG3jMbgbBUjipS_38PI713_401YYvDKw-2rivWmdHWysvD-bWiAqOVfm_1bm-13URL546VozlqBkrfpJW1IFvSy7NGgIW6TB8zDfy0-d0WCj5lgVRmWuYvDOgFAg/s320/June+2010+2+152.jpg" /></a> Fun treasure from great friends! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Uip8GLLi93-jNz7WPJLBxSxXoxpiiTv1vIXw4AK1sx8tHMJAuNzGyWbLSK3YlLhSmSLpFCMcFHyb9O0bqH3wbDkPdb-uDAJCccPU4XgxnmDdgcVYCRn6gknwTWVOtU-nyz4hcMbHtA/s1600/June+2010+2+157.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669844932150162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Uip8GLLi93-jNz7WPJLBxSxXoxpiiTv1vIXw4AK1sx8tHMJAuNzGyWbLSK3YlLhSmSLpFCMcFHyb9O0bqH3wbDkPdb-uDAJCccPU4XgxnmDdgcVYCRn6gknwTWVOtU-nyz4hcMbHtA/s320/June+2010+2+157.jpg" /></a> Maci helping out. Me, wondering why I still have an eye patch on my head.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqDy9CeaEjtPer1Q2y3_epZwwJc6W7I2BeS16xWz7glNcmaDAM9zUEbvwDRyG5MYlnTj4OWrcudmAJNf058EP8KbcurrVvqLorls-LM1bdrWvY_mqiPDC2TUc2SCaZE7IePYrWJpwKQ/s1600/June+2010+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669476464552402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYqDy9CeaEjtPer1Q2y3_epZwwJc6W7I2BeS16xWz7glNcmaDAM9zUEbvwDRyG5MYlnTj4OWrcudmAJNf058EP8KbcurrVvqLorls-LM1bdrWvY_mqiPDC2TUc2SCaZE7IePYrWJpwKQ/s320/June+2010+003.jpg" /></a> Jonah and Ronpa are sparring.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKPf28RW7VWSYkUFfqKhjjEG_ajDr4gcMwBHO9bUUkhVP5PXfxU2d3CEW2598H9gjL4_QcBl4T8hPz7BJk3sN2XLV4vk7Ekakz7PjengFk2Yo5dd1yiXrAXF2MZjGn32aW0IGlQ_sLg/s1600/June+2010+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487669054043575474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjKPf28RW7VWSYkUFfqKhjjEG_ajDr4gcMwBHO9bUUkhVP5PXfxU2d3CEW2598H9gjL4_QcBl4T8hPz7BJk3sN2XLV4vk7Ekakz7PjengFk2Yo5dd1yiXrAXF2MZjGn32aW0IGlQ_sLg/s320/June+2010+005.jpg" /></a> Swings, pool, pizza, cake, and games. Doesn't get much better than that.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglIxPmGWoOa-jwqC9UsGgKvmAgP_i6MKxJBCwO7JW5JtnstSYC4pmzDgF5j5kANONihK905xrCVSYqChbqZWKHym60fb2FaJBc6Nr9opMZS7y6X1Re4aJ3if-VVyjwwoabRG6mH1-NPQ/s1600/June+2010+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487668669845287906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglIxPmGWoOa-jwqC9UsGgKvmAgP_i6MKxJBCwO7JW5JtnstSYC4pmzDgF5j5kANONihK905xrCVSYqChbqZWKHym60fb2FaJBc6Nr9opMZS7y6X1Re4aJ3if-VVyjwwoabRG6mH1-NPQ/s320/June+2010+008.jpg" /></a> Noah is checking out some of the birthday loot.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpo4ec41AqefAL8L-JD2ZE0TCu6MkXcnsgRN78Wm8a2Sm-18Ab3iSIGghJAgUbf6k43KIxsw4RgKvvmlcMWxbrTXebcXRncHkLMOzLwAz6m72kbrzydlrEO_GCxrWYUbH2YDl4wLaeQ/s1600/June+2010+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487668329333377506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmpo4ec41AqefAL8L-JD2ZE0TCu6MkXcnsgRN78Wm8a2Sm-18Ab3iSIGghJAgUbf6k43KIxsw4RgKvvmlcMWxbrTXebcXRncHkLMOzLwAz6m72kbrzydlrEO_GCxrWYUbH2YDl4wLaeQ/s320/June+2010+011.jpg" /></a> It's been a very long day. Very fun, but very long. Noah snuggled up and just went to sleep. But as I look at this picture, I can't help but think Mommy looks pretty tired, too. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHyeamQ5CVMlwtGpRAmyQcGQxLRLq3OHTRIXPuCZslpQl0FAEsOtgTwj11V7_hMianM6J4mRcqct7V0IXN9elui2EW3bNQtYiit-UWWZ2TkiA5kIGP9TYlDTrZuarEpH4XSueIjz9Dg/s1600/June+2010+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487668055212889698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbHyeamQ5CVMlwtGpRAmyQcGQxLRLq3OHTRIXPuCZslpQl0FAEsOtgTwj11V7_hMianM6J4mRcqct7V0IXN9elui2EW3bNQtYiit-UWWZ2TkiA5kIGP9TYlDTrZuarEpH4XSueIjz9Dg/s320/June+2010+015.jpg" /></a> Jonah is spending some time coloring with Grammy.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil_O2t6Yo4KTymGgBjLJt4I6DEgI4rDdZeBUH-7HlS5h9qXCgbhrRolRi8oxxREfPA0lkoPULmeg7zxEAm6Z6ubhX7RAUBnIqt1dzYszr4BDh46mlL6US0ihkwG4H4AiGSkZvuVFwcPg/s1600/June+2010+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667751526009810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil_O2t6Yo4KTymGgBjLJt4I6DEgI4rDdZeBUH-7HlS5h9qXCgbhrRolRi8oxxREfPA0lkoPULmeg7zxEAm6Z6ubhX7RAUBnIqt1dzYszr4BDh46mlL6US0ihkwG4H4AiGSkZvuVFwcPg/s320/June+2010+018.jpg" /></a> Grammy was telling Jonah how very good he is at coloring in the lines. He worked so hard, and did a great job!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNYt6Ea7pcylKMSfH7VSsr89fovAccW8nXPvO5sW-1NsYl98o-cqm_X_PTRddzWW-OJU6aj4j8sSuZNOpZwijPBHy3o1HGw_7DCwWOJNvjo-VrQtYAbLBHI-_2NVkSZKeTV8zpaS3M1Q/s1600/June+2010+020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487667051433531538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNYt6Ea7pcylKMSfH7VSsr89fovAccW8nXPvO5sW-1NsYl98o-cqm_X_PTRddzWW-OJU6aj4j8sSuZNOpZwijPBHy3o1HGw_7DCwWOJNvjo-VrQtYAbLBHI-_2NVkSZKeTV8zpaS3M1Q/s320/June+2010+020.jpg" /></a> Proud Jonah!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwIwrtHfxsqtST5_MEF_r7QplrNbiHgNJUqnxeU-gbo7FSFziULoU9KF0MSpP5cdPhmPr4c3n1C0iu0v4MHJVlMfAplgfvhFRL_AXmZgZd6eRCL-gKIb3HvCqmmSU9IAVkjk3O9m1RQ/s1600/June+2010+2+088.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487666505602818130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtwIwrtHfxsqtST5_MEF_r7QplrNbiHgNJUqnxeU-gbo7FSFziULoU9KF0MSpP5cdPhmPr4c3n1C0iu0v4MHJVlMfAplgfvhFRL_AXmZgZd6eRCL-gKIb3HvCqmmSU9IAVkjk3O9m1RQ/s320/June+2010+2+088.jpg" /></a> It was a very magical day. Thank you to everyone who celebrated, near and far, the 4th birthday of our miracle babies. We celebrate all of you, for the gifts you are to our family. I am filled with gratefulness for the bountiful goodness that fills our lives.</div><div>Happy Birthday, My Sweet Babies. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-61911101826569081092010-06-21T23:48:00.000-07:002010-06-21T23:53:28.613-07:00But, Mom?!<strong>Noah</strong> (4), <em>comes in crying to me</em>: MOMMY!!! Jonah hit my head with my feet!!!<br /><br /><strong>Me:</strong> <em>???</em><br /><br /><strong>Jonah</strong> (4)<em> running in</em>: BUT MOM!!! I was just trying to make him into a pretzel!Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-19437661381015813412010-06-21T15:17:00.001-07:002010-06-21T16:27:56.821-07:00Jonah<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8XcdXiQI7a06N9jRVarRKT_818juNKG5P4U2l6dIZJU9_h6AkCE9xuEGAZHt20R1LctB7FbWEAHwyYcG1iI7wotrHqeY54vTgo3aQuDsOEEYxaUMrmJugO_DCfTRzi1n2pvn_gOlSkQ/s1600/January+2010+099.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485369872464646290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8XcdXiQI7a06N9jRVarRKT_818juNKG5P4U2l6dIZJU9_h6AkCE9xuEGAZHt20R1LctB7FbWEAHwyYcG1iI7wotrHqeY54vTgo3aQuDsOEEYxaUMrmJugO_DCfTRzi1n2pvn_gOlSkQ/s320/January+2010+099.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Of all of my children, Jonah keeps me on my toes the most. Matt has likened him to Peter from the Gospels. He is the first one to speak or act. Sometimes he is right on the money and others, well, he just needs some correction. But without a doubt, our Jonah is a man of action. He is the most likely to disobey, destruct, and give me sass. But he is also often the more likely to share love, concern and empathy for others. He gets into so much stuff, but is so independent. As challenging as Jonah is, we are ridiculously thankful for his depth of spirit. He is always saying and doing things that I try to remember to write on here... mostly for myself. As a record of all the great things the boys say and do. I imagine myself old and grey, drinking a glass of Merlot, wrapped up in a leopard print snuggy, reading all of these posts and crying tears of pain, that it passed so quickly, and of joy that I have had the gift of raising these amazing young men. </div><br /><div align="center">All of that is to share a couple little adorable Jonah moments that have squeezed my heart this week...</div><br />We went to the circus on last Friday (which is a post all it's own with adorable pictures to follow, stay tuned)... We have been looking forward to the circus for approximately a year. Since the last one packed up and headed out of town. Last year, Jonah was enamored by the elephants. He<em> really</em> wanted to ride one, and we were ready to let him... but as soon as he stepped in line, and realized the size of the giant creature, he promptly said he did NOT want to go through with it. I let him know that that was just fine, and that next year, when he was 4, he may just be ready then to ride the elephants. I kid you not that all year he has been talking about it. All.year.long. I have heard about how when he is 4, he will be big enough, and brave enough to ride the elephants. As circus time grew closer, so did Jonah's confidence. And, I might add that confidence is certainly not something that Jonah lacks. Our time came last Friday to see the annual circus... Oh, Jonah was delighted!<br /><br />We parked the van. Unloaded the boys, and feasted our eyes on the grander of red and white strips and the festive smell of dung and sugar, all in one whiff... it was here. It was time. Jonah held my hand, looked up at me with his gorgeous chocolate eyes and said...<br /><br />"Mama. I think I need to wait until I'm five. Or... the elephants need to get much smaller."<br /><br />_____________________<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">I worked this morning, and I have to say, I have a mound of laundry in the laundry room that would rival that of a Motel 6. Can I just say, I think my laundry is like a <a href="http://meandmyboys-jorgensohana.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-bunnies.html">bunny farm</a>. What is it about laundry, and how it is never, <em>ever</em> really done. Matt would have a great solution to this... I KNOW he would tell me, in the quiet of our own home. Church members not present. Children in bed.... "Well, Christine, you know... if you just stopped wearing clothes, we wouldn't have such a laundry problem." He would. I bet money. And lots of it, cuz I know I would win the bet. Anyway, Matt called me today while I was working to say that he was SO proud of Jonah (I knew by the sound of Matt's voice that Jonah was listening to every word his Daddy was saying. 'Cuz Matt spoke in that amazing Daddy way, that makes my heart swell. You know, the one where you know he made the call more for Jonah, than for me.) But he was so proud of Jonah... Jonah had gone down into the laundry room, emptied the clean clothes out of the dryer into a basket, and cleaned out the lint catcher. Then got his Daddy to show that he was helping Mommy. </div><br />Another side note:<br /><br /><div align="left">Dear Jonah's Future Wife,</div><br /><div align="left">I want you to know that I love you. I have waited a long time for a daughter, and I just know that you must be amazing. But in truth, I want you to love me too. I want you to think of me as your Mom. And because of this desire, for you to love me, I want you to know that I am dedicating myself to honing this skill of Jonah's. He has obviously shown an aptitude for household chores early on, and I recognize that it is now my job to nurture those skills.</div><br /><div align="left">You are in my prayers, even now. </div><br /><div align="left">Love,</div><div align="left">Mom.</div><br /><div align="center">Okay.... with that said, once I got home, I praised Jonah for helping me, and thanked him for being such a Big Boy Helper. To which he responded:</div><br /><div align="center">"Well, Mom. You didn't come home right away. And since you didn't do it, I wanted to get it done for you." </div><br />This has been a super long post. Very wordy. You think I am done, and then I'm not. I have another story... But now I really have to go because Jonah has just gotten into the cupboard and is trying the make the cat a sandwich.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oQHbE3seSEhf7cjhS9pIKa9eVTlvdSBW4KnvDj46s5546GWIAlTQMzAluaJskgEfZTKcLRftVQK0AqgfgcPgOTVvBsQ7r_sc5vzxu1SrRsd9Y29iyjKwbnDI8DJoJqDZaoQGnqXC9A/s1600/May2+(23).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485355109679363778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3oQHbE3seSEhf7cjhS9pIKa9eVTlvdSBW4KnvDj46s5546GWIAlTQMzAluaJskgEfZTKcLRftVQK0AqgfgcPgOTVvBsQ7r_sc5vzxu1SrRsd9Y29iyjKwbnDI8DJoJqDZaoQGnqXC9A/s320/May2+(23).jpg" /></a><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-23446439930639972722010-06-19T18:06:00.001-07:002010-06-20T14:58:25.576-07:00EUGENE MARATHON 2010!!!<div align="center">Last winter I decided that I really wanted to do another Marathon, and I really wanted to do one close to where my Mom was, so she could come, and be a part of the experience. Ok... and I just really wanted to race 26.2 again. ;o) I was so nervous to race again for a couple of reasons... I have chondromalatia in both my knees, and it really acted up right before Missoula, so I was not sure how my knees would hold up. But mostly because I had trained and raced my first marathon with Emily, one of my closest friends. I was very nervous to do this one solo. But I didn't have a choice, since Emily is GOING TO HAVE ANOTHER BABY!!! YAY! Thankfully, although I trained through winter, the weather was super mild, and was very kind to me. Matt also biked with me on most of my long runs, 14+ miles, which was so amazing!!! The end of the journey brought me to Eugene, Or on May 2nd... and I felt very ready, and very excited!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPf6VGi8pKTseAV72xfiun_xrceLac0S3OJPN__tzVzmey18e6VG1r75MTq412OU7uE7K5UUaRoDtuPMXWXKSIY_AOjnrKqhlZvG65fsg_cApryuG7_Z-B12PJqXw-EeSjlusG_L7EBQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484972737845040690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPf6VGi8pKTseAV72xfiun_xrceLac0S3OJPN__tzVzmey18e6VG1r75MTq412OU7uE7K5UUaRoDtuPMXWXKSIY_AOjnrKqhlZvG65fsg_cApryuG7_Z-B12PJqXw-EeSjlusG_L7EBQ/s320/Mom's+pics+038.JPG" /></a> Loaded up and ready to line up at the porta-pottys!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7R36rfrquWr3ywjdH0wA3WCcWfct-NjV-TLdkA84dFuZpYxR33puZeB5s3Zqv-CDZvbQYO_d9QKTU6_ot_XqrNAAyryj9zhpOE6v1_6e7bMRc7h_sp1m6fZRw7Tv03Vfj_Yqi2GsU5Q/s1600/Mom's+pics+048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484972058031489826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7R36rfrquWr3ywjdH0wA3WCcWfct-NjV-TLdkA84dFuZpYxR33puZeB5s3Zqv-CDZvbQYO_d9QKTU6_ot_XqrNAAyryj9zhpOE6v1_6e7bMRc7h_sp1m6fZRw7Tv03Vfj_Yqi2GsU5Q/s320/Mom's+pics+048.JPG" /></a> Taking my place at the start!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSVjo4vUGh6GOlnLFrwLURfaK1cQAg9n1E20Kntuzs5vN6sXRbX-J6IwOTvKBhSx7idTViF4OkQwwFRTCiJX4_8VYbPTHmEmVGGxhu4LXyw5gOCgcbn493v_NUu3zNRNbOw4MP5TksA/s1600/Mom's+pics+059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484665300709774626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikSVjo4vUGh6GOlnLFrwLURfaK1cQAg9n1E20Kntuzs5vN6sXRbX-J6IwOTvKBhSx7idTViF4OkQwwFRTCiJX4_8VYbPTHmEmVGGxhu4LXyw5gOCgcbn493v_NUu3zNRNbOw4MP5TksA/s320/Mom's+pics+059.JPG" /></a> My boys finally found me at around mile 14. My pace was much faster in the beginning that I had anticipated, so Matt had a hard time finding me. Once I finally saw my Boys, and My Mom, I just started crying! It had been a wonderful first half, but I was VERY ready to see them! Once he found me, and knew my pace, they ended up being at MANY different places along the course. Would you believe that I even ran next to a woman who had ran the Missoula Marathon last July also, and remembered the boys in the bright t-shirts! I was right next to her, and she shouted, HEY! I remember you boys from Missoula!!! It was SO cool!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrghzRC0i4k5TTOhyVzoaYsbNPNl7MJKELbAniTcA7R4zkZFtVkvxeZPXUis1R2j_uDoEKPKkIXL2VBYlH1xZ3mR84-6QqW9ILQCb9Rn9ZV28GypXRuv_dsgdQeDvt4DZI5RI1UVJMaQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484664954421665042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrghzRC0i4k5TTOhyVzoaYsbNPNl7MJKELbAniTcA7R4zkZFtVkvxeZPXUis1R2j_uDoEKPKkIXL2VBYlH1xZ3mR84-6QqW9ILQCb9Rn9ZV28GypXRuv_dsgdQeDvt4DZI5RI1UVJMaQ/s320/Mom's+pics+060.JPG" /></a> They encouraged, not only me, but all the runners! They just kept shouting to everyone "WAY TO GO! KEEP IT UP! GOOD JOB, GUYS!" It was priceless!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJaTGYxoYpoUjRzHg55XokVACro7mPZxnbyRwmizpHxiSITNdu9t0Rlz5qXMRIlg07aMTJNHGZJYWWUaeUDoc4Eyl3wPuVrhAi4vZGFpEq4Hw1OCeyTIQBcsrxtzdU4FZgIya3LkB0SQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+075.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484663778651369538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJaTGYxoYpoUjRzHg55XokVACro7mPZxnbyRwmizpHxiSITNdu9t0Rlz5qXMRIlg07aMTJNHGZJYWWUaeUDoc4Eyl3wPuVrhAi4vZGFpEq4Hw1OCeyTIQBcsrxtzdU4FZgIya3LkB0SQ/s320/Mom's+pics+075.JPG" /></a> Whew... Noah thought it was tiring just being on the cheer leading squad!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqvtsFsSAXDHUQAPEREbc0HnL97K3F8oq9uuavoX6_s52Vc8ku1NF3ks5-xp-Gl0R1V8vw35fdfoiwJiWLYAt1fjo3Dpoc-8SD17YscX4OpXHJId5T_5qVuH0c0RV7v_6nWxbfNkfkA/s1600/Mom's+pics+079.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484662139300581154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqvtsFsSAXDHUQAPEREbc0HnL97K3F8oq9uuavoX6_s52Vc8ku1NF3ks5-xp-Gl0R1V8vw35fdfoiwJiWLYAt1fjo3Dpoc-8SD17YscX4OpXHJId5T_5qVuH0c0RV7v_6nWxbfNkfkA/s320/Mom's+pics+079.JPG" /></a> Rolling around and playing in the one of the many parks we ran through.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgofumnh9o-QO6PJNvs2AhiAbxfrPShvjVd2RyNc6yf2ZH7t2t1wuhWubIl0wbWa3FzxpSF54a2Fa2Yfj01zqt9Shg-oc_-Od2EfHsSlv1yFVdDRpvQdFOhQ0E7RyfZSiau1nYlB9lF9A/s1600/Mom's+pics+077.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484661750391249330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgofumnh9o-QO6PJNvs2AhiAbxfrPShvjVd2RyNc6yf2ZH7t2t1wuhWubIl0wbWa3FzxpSF54a2Fa2Yfj01zqt9Shg-oc_-Od2EfHsSlv1yFVdDRpvQdFOhQ0E7RyfZSiau1nYlB9lF9A/s320/Mom's+pics+077.JPG" /></a> My boys had on their, now famous, On a scale of 1-10 shirts... Mom and Ron had t-shirts made that said "My Daughter Kicks Asphalt" They were GREAT!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV7gzrv0Uz0B4UVDpUFEQqpnSGoeS28QpI2Ywr_Vyceg5_ZwHTxhhyfr5G9ilXvFYVUATVuVWURc-VreZLFZvNXW4dv3WzEQJFnH-YeYjcXsw_AIFJ4qdjHVHVxySMvCgHZ9CLwjtyvg/s1600/Mom's+pics+088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484660939636750018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV7gzrv0Uz0B4UVDpUFEQqpnSGoeS28QpI2Ywr_Vyceg5_ZwHTxhhyfr5G9ilXvFYVUATVuVWURc-VreZLFZvNXW4dv3WzEQJFnH-YeYjcXsw_AIFJ4qdjHVHVxySMvCgHZ9CLwjtyvg/s320/Mom's+pics+088.JPG" /></a> Just after the finish! Since we finished in Hayward field, all the spectators were in the stands, and only racers were on the track... so, it wasn't really possible to get a crossing the finish line photo... But I do have some on order from the race photo place... hopefully I can post those later. But I love this one Mom got as I was headed down to find all my cheerleaders!</div><div>I finished the race in 4:49 min., 2 minutes faster than my last time. I was REALLY wanting to do a 4:45, and I was poised for that time for most of the race, but I gotta tell you, those last few miles kicked my butt. I had to stop and pee, and just. got. so. tired! Hahaha... Overall, I was very excited about my finish. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4cQfinUXsJPVhsDdp2pa1_B_fEovDMC1IplatD_WWePi_jdiQ5I7Q5JFThZ0e76CBMl20jD9jhfdY4q2ziHHFkRkFyPT5yzQE3dTP9jKVXjsSI0VbnV17j8CBkjHPwOHdpC_nP5TBA/s1600/Mom's+pics+091.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484660643257710066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4cQfinUXsJPVhsDdp2pa1_B_fEovDMC1IplatD_WWePi_jdiQ5I7Q5JFThZ0e76CBMl20jD9jhfdY4q2ziHHFkRkFyPT5yzQE3dTP9jKVXjsSI0VbnV17j8CBkjHPwOHdpC_nP5TBA/s320/Mom's+pics+091.JPG" /></a> Check out the look on my face. Ya. Those stairs hurt. Hahaha!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x8DGcxLU7NL6GFSDkuM-m3KH_AhWvXUduL5r3_YfOxndRZPuJzdM1emmR-NC1k62K_GQRtMCSml0d0OJgRmtHfyU-cydviXHUsngM-KKl7psSCRuQGyPwLkeMCkvm9WFlwzCC3MbCQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+092.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484660413991723986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x8DGcxLU7NL6GFSDkuM-m3KH_AhWvXUduL5r3_YfOxndRZPuJzdM1emmR-NC1k62K_GQRtMCSml0d0OJgRmtHfyU-cydviXHUsngM-KKl7psSCRuQGyPwLkeMCkvm9WFlwzCC3MbCQ/s320/Mom's+pics+092.JPG" /></a> My sweet girl, Shana Bug and Sue came to see me at the finish! It was SO AMAZING to see them! They were the first ones I saw as I came around the track to my finish line.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lA6_Pto1E6x32Wvsbj9w2cFKOX9U_aoOxoKvqNopfLr-BicNlPsvx8IsuRMczppTw9bJtdywnpxDw9LLmRI8eeFdBAEosKcw1oT8LE7Osetx22UVoVb8VT3ZJ0ak5ZSks_UbOHTVyw/s1600/Mom's+pics+093.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484657980966004946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lA6_Pto1E6x32Wvsbj9w2cFKOX9U_aoOxoKvqNopfLr-BicNlPsvx8IsuRMczppTw9bJtdywnpxDw9LLmRI8eeFdBAEosKcw1oT8LE7Osetx22UVoVb8VT3ZJ0ak5ZSks_UbOHTVyw/s320/Mom's+pics+093.JPG" /></a> Big hugs from Sue!!! I was so happy that they were able to come!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXwC9KfXlFZdtPbFLB24ZmzdduSxh9m6ou9tT3jMKADSPfgOR9w9ypQ21zrvmrbim5qxSKAd33rc9BLZjBl63ImKYAumi8raQdzaWt75wyMh8oMst22RThGTWAGjStq3gef8F6hvz2OQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+095.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484657708194266370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXwC9KfXlFZdtPbFLB24ZmzdduSxh9m6ou9tT3jMKADSPfgOR9w9ypQ21zrvmrbim5qxSKAd33rc9BLZjBl63ImKYAumi8raQdzaWt75wyMh8oMst22RThGTWAGjStq3gef8F6hvz2OQ/s320/Mom's+pics+095.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3CyVAQ8LHfeKFMpjwcNfi7FHh7lgkQTdj85y1Py-ta4U4G3vL2QGgUpjAKg60g17urdO-FR5oa7-BDk3iVwfNLkUzWPupIQt9FBupHhu3iUp611w6h-8Zwwm8H1Ff5YaqPStOIf3IA/s1600/Mom's+pics+103.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484657383411504306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3CyVAQ8LHfeKFMpjwcNfi7FHh7lgkQTdj85y1Py-ta4U4G3vL2QGgUpjAKg60g17urdO-FR5oa7-BDk3iVwfNLkUzWPupIQt9FBupHhu3iUp611w6h-8Zwwm8H1Ff5YaqPStOIf3IA/s320/Mom's+pics+103.JPG" /></a> Shana and Sue, thank you so much for being there! That was such a gift!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy8gb18eBrmrRm0sPA13_tUUUBQ4EUPpT2xcAyQLYcwR6OqXBXJhPvkGV0H79pekGvdwxjg9gK5Iy57mmjhIGc2F9entabjbnpJJMBgnb2LuZJvLTWsX4mx9HG5tlvdWsTPPIP0DCZtQ/s1600/Mom's+pics+106.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484657049592814402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy8gb18eBrmrRm0sPA13_tUUUBQ4EUPpT2xcAyQLYcwR6OqXBXJhPvkGV0H79pekGvdwxjg9gK5Iy57mmjhIGc2F9entabjbnpJJMBgnb2LuZJvLTWsX4mx9HG5tlvdWsTPPIP0DCZtQ/s320/Mom's+pics+106.JPG" /></a> Mom and Ron, it was AWESOME to share this with you both!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepj2Ni5yUn55AuFmwj_K8XEc_ro8PAM6ZwFL2dQ0qebiV5gmojOGb5OEPNAdUMtAhzAI0htURt2L8nSUiUbu3JgBnvDGyv7Rpg4vGMyFO0j6JfDZDWW8pn_SlIbyjwgniMkzU5S3r7w/s1600/Mom's+pics+098.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484656657864619250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiepj2Ni5yUn55AuFmwj_K8XEc_ro8PAM6ZwFL2dQ0qebiV5gmojOGb5OEPNAdUMtAhzAI0htURt2L8nSUiUbu3JgBnvDGyv7Rpg4vGMyFO0j6JfDZDWW8pn_SlIbyjwgniMkzU5S3r7w/s320/Mom's+pics+098.JPG" /></a> My ultimate cheerleaders! I love you boys! Thank you so much, Matt for supporting my craziness! I love you!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-43477918398088292172010-06-19T17:35:00.000-07:002010-06-19T18:05:47.515-07:00Friends and Family<div align="center">The night before the marathon, we had a big party with friends and family that I have not seen in years. Ron's son Chris and his wife Shannon stayed with us while we were there, and it was such a joy to spend that time with them, and get to know them even better. Aunt Shannon was a BIG hit with the boys! She is so much fun, and they just bonded with her! We also saw my Grandpa, who has never met the twins, and dear friends, Terri, and my Aunt Lorrie and Uncle Albert came out for the festivities. It was such a joy to see everyone and have them share in the joy of my upcoming race! </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxTM0runeANCTf8lbSt19i41R7aD1vnnfKJkA5MDkLRPu1XyZbCCkcjWE-jAFGMutJXXe0OrJPPuLF9qV-QSsW9Yz014RL5Onfn2-sX-0TxEJZ0ZOWp3mk1QKWUbwAMJbky8eXjzBKTw/s1600/May+2010+201.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484650370505442946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxTM0runeANCTf8lbSt19i41R7aD1vnnfKJkA5MDkLRPu1XyZbCCkcjWE-jAFGMutJXXe0OrJPPuLF9qV-QSsW9Yz014RL5Onfn2-sX-0TxEJZ0ZOWp3mk1QKWUbwAMJbky8eXjzBKTw/s320/May+2010+201.jpg" /></a> Aunt Shannon took the boys down to the pond, where they found a salamander, and Noah FREAKED out! But other than that, they had SO MUCH FUN!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBmcQr6Oe0z4xR9rgT0noEgjFEEc6AXL__fzQQ23HJeYzY0BCGoF2ynz4KqxH7IRz94okTCqOUCs5P7VYF9K0Pth0hU4eL2RHT9pH4VoOapLCRC9QGz2au74xZ_7SNkAmeHNZF9aVMQ/s1600/May+2010+188.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484649988557110450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkBmcQr6Oe0z4xR9rgT0noEgjFEEc6AXL__fzQQ23HJeYzY0BCGoF2ynz4KqxH7IRz94okTCqOUCs5P7VYF9K0Pth0hU4eL2RHT9pH4VoOapLCRC9QGz2au74xZ_7SNkAmeHNZF9aVMQ/s320/May+2010+188.jpg" /></a> Checking out the pond.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKC-GvitMlOYr7EbsTS-oubu2SjndJxV6vEv9oDvabt0dXBm6dIZIcw3WbmddTDLmXa6Q7Dw7ufbBjMWqyZyegecaWXQBPXIUhYP_EwfGYRYaEY3CE1kAkr3y5Owc5PbhuDIa2zqdMsg/s1600/Mom's+pics+037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484649456212012210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKC-GvitMlOYr7EbsTS-oubu2SjndJxV6vEv9oDvabt0dXBm6dIZIcw3WbmddTDLmXa6Q7Dw7ufbBjMWqyZyegecaWXQBPXIUhYP_EwfGYRYaEY3CE1kAkr3y5Owc5PbhuDIa2zqdMsg/s320/Mom's+pics+037.JPG" /></a> Aunt Shannon is checking to see if Jonah has any loose teeth. ;o)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfOtK8OVAwVVxL6UQde9PLZFZy-277X6l9neEumOXg4CBFG7YiifXutLPYgNWMqW63KcGPuqUJ75JN_NmscUCqfwQ_a1KNNZZmzsGDWilL022PFuHgnFNBtjgQC1p7_y0ANJXyl8mzTg/s1600/Mom's+pics+035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484649118770284466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfOtK8OVAwVVxL6UQde9PLZFZy-277X6l9neEumOXg4CBFG7YiifXutLPYgNWMqW63KcGPuqUJ75JN_NmscUCqfwQ_a1KNNZZmzsGDWilL022PFuHgnFNBtjgQC1p7_y0ANJXyl8mzTg/s320/Mom's+pics+035.JPG" /></a> Aunt Terri, Ron, Mom's Ron, Grandpa, and us!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzMYvTg0_b7koXZS0h32YBpWLVCmTeWjUGk1r2YvyEt6uEMI2rRWH18k3_kn6o2ZItP-bUaI8rO00TLFhGkdADGzFa6BLWLNJmUEyD4aGnazLGW_s-oNIqyszfooCqaNoE_kXxiWq3w/s1600/Mom's+pics+032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484648845976812866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzzMYvTg0_b7koXZS0h32YBpWLVCmTeWjUGk1r2YvyEt6uEMI2rRWH18k3_kn6o2ZItP-bUaI8rO00TLFhGkdADGzFa6BLWLNJmUEyD4aGnazLGW_s-oNIqyszfooCqaNoE_kXxiWq3w/s320/Mom's+pics+032.JPG" /></a>Mom, Grandpa, and us.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMCkGIwQK23OopwhZ1M8dWXsjreis_45L-3LikFVRH-_EvgM2uM8Gq2dahhk7O7DEOzR_5uYqCGiUC-rI4ZvkY1ns6jrzbH7UeMEBPxudLpC1Y2fKxMEI0C8-D22LQbTotH3EbHfLrA/s1600/Mom's+pics+029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484648521024554146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrMCkGIwQK23OopwhZ1M8dWXsjreis_45L-3LikFVRH-_EvgM2uM8Gq2dahhk7O7DEOzR_5uYqCGiUC-rI4ZvkY1ns6jrzbH7UeMEBPxudLpC1Y2fKxMEI0C8-D22LQbTotH3EbHfLrA/s320/Mom's+pics+029.JPG" /></a> Our Family with Great Grandpa Bryant</div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-30584494797927919422010-06-18T23:10:00.001-07:002010-06-19T09:34:22.687-07:00BEACH FUN!<div align="center">Before the Marathon, we headed to Newport to enjoy a few days of beach fun. Mom and Ron rented a beach house with us, and I must say that despite the first day of rain, we had a delightful time! As soon as we arrived and unpacked the car, our Hawaiian boys were begging us to head down to the beach. Caleb, especially, was SO eager to get into the water! It makes no difference to him that it is much colder, he just goes for it! We figured that we had driven all that way, we were going to just going to brave it!</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhveHQ_1zLHkplF2F6IaboSZlOsryOCH881VY1cyy8alGZwoLPrXGZ9zcX4GMbc9FSq2h3fsc2dhCvL0J4SsyrRxfEOUVXCmAWXy6kify25Qve3UPy6_HS_lbI6ynqvd9GK9gGh02QkvA/s1600/Mom's+pics+011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484521071482740322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhveHQ_1zLHkplF2F6IaboSZlOsryOCH881VY1cyy8alGZwoLPrXGZ9zcX4GMbc9FSq2h3fsc2dhCvL0J4SsyrRxfEOUVXCmAWXy6kify25Qve3UPy6_HS_lbI6ynqvd9GK9gGh02QkvA/s320/Mom's+pics+011.JPG" /></a> Our Family, heading out to the beach!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEJHNrEJYN-VXLheu9OpTkwAfjQ5uhkz-o3BuvDA7LpGL6dYWBnrAVPUkq6xqahnaG7V6_pyI5233oW_GBUMBz2lnWrc17k4YKDCZtBiZSOuOOtniBXoy_Uhq-iFvfd_YCUynq7hDWQ/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484520680044034866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEJHNrEJYN-VXLheu9OpTkwAfjQ5uhkz-o3BuvDA7LpGL6dYWBnrAVPUkq6xqahnaG7V6_pyI5233oW_GBUMBz2lnWrc17k4YKDCZtBiZSOuOOtniBXoy_Uhq-iFvfd_YCUynq7hDWQ/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+039.JPG" /></a> This says it all for me!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjAkjUX3d4QLGn5kJbEfZLnF32ivspiRoHCVqcPsrZMf1vtdH8lDuH0S9jqZinwJ8s8u-f6f_i2z3UxVnvZXyMHRMF_uj09XHSNgUBzSI50BHkIqiaqBPX58mYxti4vLOAmzHfRx9Pww/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484519897540280242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjAkjUX3d4QLGn5kJbEfZLnF32ivspiRoHCVqcPsrZMf1vtdH8lDuH0S9jqZinwJ8s8u-f6f_i2z3UxVnvZXyMHRMF_uj09XHSNgUBzSI50BHkIqiaqBPX58mYxti4vLOAmzHfRx9Pww/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+034.JPG" /></a> My Gifts<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEF_xY_kbrO7Epj6soKjqligd-ZLyGxgFkO_-WCstDaDOCBRPYW8v73dBFq5QLG_-6Hk8j5HJFkyXTl458qxWf1hOcUl_JFE0HpkP_XIZEZxxSb9w4dguVO_HPButlkv3jydXDCWP85w/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484519408006140434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEF_xY_kbrO7Epj6soKjqligd-ZLyGxgFkO_-WCstDaDOCBRPYW8v73dBFq5QLG_-6Hk8j5HJFkyXTl458qxWf1hOcUl_JFE0HpkP_XIZEZxxSb9w4dguVO_HPButlkv3jydXDCWP85w/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+027.JPG" /></a> Ron found a star fish out in the sand... He was still soft, so we were hopeful that we could toss him back into the ocean to save him... But, of course, before we did, we enjoyed the up close and personal encounter with one of God's amazing creatures.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOIo360GsAcPD10sWKbsqhqjBn76T9SF8106ENuPtupUs5hBTkcI2-2nOM0kkFF0lfdinjC1Cb3TORgjmLX6O7WHkQ0s48oQ1RFiEcJSGSvircNAmAbMDguzzU_jw8Hx7tGT878HZiOQ/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484519157381761682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOIo360GsAcPD10sWKbsqhqjBn76T9SF8106ENuPtupUs5hBTkcI2-2nOM0kkFF0lfdinjC1Cb3TORgjmLX6O7WHkQ0s48oQ1RFiEcJSGSvircNAmAbMDguzzU_jw8Hx7tGT878HZiOQ/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+025.JPG" /></a> Noah checking it out.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqy1DDXRpuurAMQyKefZdlczvkqHNAGg50qLhHEeZHVn0mNHrLAJbjpZEfA18o74w0xs9Nhyl49uqyZ47pQvX67HC7V_b5uSmxNVONym5DoNH6e4pYh46S1H8DQb5lbZ0axn0rOHDHg/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518885557604610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqy1DDXRpuurAMQyKefZdlczvkqHNAGg50qLhHEeZHVn0mNHrLAJbjpZEfA18o74w0xs9Nhyl49uqyZ47pQvX67HC7V_b5uSmxNVONym5DoNH6e4pYh46S1H8DQb5lbZ0axn0rOHDHg/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+024.JPG" /></a>Beautiful!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0MBxXsjKVFI3xrBS0-N3gAPjEABm1JCOQ_2FwHf48By4H7k-wURyjMy8PTMrcmQcqIwYYIaomykyiXzHDhqAwzae8tRoqIOUsrMyjiMfjsg6pByq_U1J0iHgojRQ55J8huGUzfdAKQ/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518646134424882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia0MBxXsjKVFI3xrBS0-N3gAPjEABm1JCOQ_2FwHf48By4H7k-wURyjMy8PTMrcmQcqIwYYIaomykyiXzHDhqAwzae8tRoqIOUsrMyjiMfjsg6pByq_U1J0iHgojRQ55J8huGUzfdAKQ/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+022.JPG" /></a> Caleb and Daddy<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikGpdONKp1zqAfL8V8fRdgEehDsO4dpRruxcrnoQHwtPPl_chhXDVn60mLH2XCjBow7pHT7IhNjBRSq6ksPl_pYOZYmhV0WZd4KLN_EYmyrMoSImaamO7Q7dywhipUUGsaooECMiqNLg/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518381614237682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikGpdONKp1zqAfL8V8fRdgEehDsO4dpRruxcrnoQHwtPPl_chhXDVn60mLH2XCjBow7pHT7IhNjBRSq6ksPl_pYOZYmhV0WZd4KLN_EYmyrMoSImaamO7Q7dywhipUUGsaooECMiqNLg/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+020.JPG" /></a> Yes, it was raining. And Jonah was ready!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVCOeFw1OqFnEhvC4VJ3Kc7mpeWPxGxQcH8KJNa0F4wvJajdsyiUr962SxW09YOl9ct_UveCiaGlM9cx8dlNubz1alQlyyixdcnLbtGLZ-2B3qPNoFuTGsX8yD_tm6amY85OEJFKrSg/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518104637881810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFVCOeFw1OqFnEhvC4VJ3Kc7mpeWPxGxQcH8KJNa0F4wvJajdsyiUr962SxW09YOl9ct_UveCiaGlM9cx8dlNubz1alQlyyixdcnLbtGLZ-2B3qPNoFuTGsX8yD_tm6amY85OEJFKrSg/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+021.JPG" /></a> SINGING IN THE RAIN!!!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVy7X2IrjlsBgJo8cIhl0QqLbo9cCwH6-5sI5QFjyvM_SItyNU4e-y3oED5SwmUiHJEfixpiHrQMwirURN66LtIEG1MnZxfQeaunpJVizp43wjtnly_ScpKQHAEIPrfCH_HqiF-_f2w/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484517836463283138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVy7X2IrjlsBgJo8cIhl0QqLbo9cCwH6-5sI5QFjyvM_SItyNU4e-y3oED5SwmUiHJEfixpiHrQMwirURN66LtIEG1MnZxfQeaunpJVizp43wjtnly_ScpKQHAEIPrfCH_HqiF-_f2w/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+013.JPG" /></a> Cold and rainy, but we are all smiles!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBg7sUtZkuzrNnMILNtUyIrJciHUu64x1B4lKe_Gznb4FRXNmdrNkiZ8w8yNhfQ3_yuyRGfh2eqEEbkwnmsxlHIa8WtZItM7kmhkCZk4Ace-n-1wJ3LuRhyxESdbjwouc59XnCRUTrag/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484517563804768114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBg7sUtZkuzrNnMILNtUyIrJciHUu64x1B4lKe_Gznb4FRXNmdrNkiZ8w8yNhfQ3_yuyRGfh2eqEEbkwnmsxlHIa8WtZItM7kmhkCZk4Ace-n-1wJ3LuRhyxESdbjwouc59XnCRUTrag/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+014.JPG" /></a> Cutie Boy, Noah!<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVJX21wmDxUSyHgd5V4tqaTzOspsRljuKnH8iM1-EO7XlciGg1gySw9k1AcspxdZWBOV1zfIU38211PVRtZiN8-nUdGIJ5le2dXAPqvJHM6M5h75b0HWMwmJkpTVtu8nhu15A1-ONvg/s1600/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484363863845803394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwVJX21wmDxUSyHgd5V4tqaTzOspsRljuKnH8iM1-EO7XlciGg1gySw9k1AcspxdZWBOV1zfIU38211PVRtZiN8-nUdGIJ5le2dXAPqvJHM6M5h75b0HWMwmJkpTVtu8nhu15A1-ONvg/s320/Vacation+May+2010+-+1+008.JPG" /></a> Daddy and his boys <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-58589177926056331782010-06-18T22:34:00.001-07:002010-06-18T23:09:45.466-07:00May Fun! (2nd Edition)<div align="center"> </div><div align="center">We also visited the Oregon Coast Aquarium, and had such a great time! <img class="gl_video" border="0" alt="Add Video" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /> We were able to explore a touch tank, see giant jelly fish, and even walk through a water tunnel, where there were fish all around us in a clear tunnel, above beside and EVEN below us as we walked. There were even sharks in the tank! The boys were ecstatic! And Grammy, Ronpa, Matt and I had a great time, too!<img class="gl_align_center" border="0" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KiQAy68u0emM1vddap1ZI6hQf14c61qSCx_D7zD3VNVGDrpW67rh7zJBSOvjdJoaLVfJeSr4VRrR84u9vOyjIbFKnVslbtzALggmXsptT96P7SLCwNMR-Ab7st5zMLreGJe9F1w4zQ/s1600/May+2010+150.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484360220520763602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KiQAy68u0emM1vddap1ZI6hQf14c61qSCx_D7zD3VNVGDrpW67rh7zJBSOvjdJoaLVfJeSr4VRrR84u9vOyjIbFKnVslbtzALggmXsptT96P7SLCwNMR-Ab7st5zMLreGJe9F1w4zQ/s320/May+2010+150.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a>I just hear the Jaws theme when I look at this!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_ff77IPBx9cOF8B3yGM-ISJMvUj7TPjYe6DCpcbtdCJsdKlPSATm1x_98wCNIdud1YRC8izzgwBGhJdzvnVyFU09YrQQFQPpe398bHL93NqCBQ6e4mvF3xTk48cMcA-4tZHH3gyiZA/s1600/May+2010+176.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484358835227345330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_ff77IPBx9cOF8B3yGM-ISJMvUj7TPjYe6DCpcbtdCJsdKlPSATm1x_98wCNIdud1YRC8izzgwBGhJdzvnVyFU09YrQQFQPpe398bHL93NqCBQ6e4mvF3xTk48cMcA-4tZHH3gyiZA/s320/May+2010+176.jpg" /></a> Noah exploring the anemone.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsaPc9ageGTJpAEPd1u_1IchWbBDOaMMGQLgSqjxl4pPjDK5qYp3l4LIASIV-ms-vtVipAZ6_UiTDGSEfmIn66R2rkoe_kfYckaGysDqIiCr-h4l63DU4Rlzo-HTSP7npo2fs2gqDbyA/s1600/May+2010+173.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484358294076713090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsaPc9ageGTJpAEPd1u_1IchWbBDOaMMGQLgSqjxl4pPjDK5qYp3l4LIASIV-ms-vtVipAZ6_UiTDGSEfmIn66R2rkoe_kfYckaGysDqIiCr-h4l63DU4Rlzo-HTSP7npo2fs2gqDbyA/s320/May+2010+173.jpg" /></a> It was so cool to be able to touch the anemone, and the star fish. It was amazing at how different the star fish felt... so many different kinds, ones with rough and hard 'shells'? and some that were as soft as velvet. It was such a cool experience for the Boys!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8iMrgJK31hZ5foRtxUd8VMn3097agg-hxbASdQi9K5Uuk6Qjg_X-MqhXS4xGnkH5uZ3edKKJOG-MzVULTb9tsM3pk3hMiI56NXK4T6wtKm3a0HA4JFhCVSXme__qLGBrkuUvVIEjySw/s1600/May+2010+166.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484357976976081954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8iMrgJK31hZ5foRtxUd8VMn3097agg-hxbASdQi9K5Uuk6Qjg_X-MqhXS4xGnkH5uZ3edKKJOG-MzVULTb9tsM3pk3hMiI56NXK4T6wtKm3a0HA4JFhCVSXme__qLGBrkuUvVIEjySw/s320/May+2010+166.jpg" /></a> Giant Jellys!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaD2Gm002ebFrKqV1m_y23xjpnr4OJQaBGB2g2YDsse8Z7sfQM7mLDymZzYBcUC5TxBgS00Dv5OmVxJtwpFsIsPdspWXOB9s_U6tmN83dbAneuLCEUq0yNv3dueeqJWVPrGVR3hiwzeg/s1600/May+2010+161.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484357570537721346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaD2Gm002ebFrKqV1m_y23xjpnr4OJQaBGB2g2YDsse8Z7sfQM7mLDymZzYBcUC5TxBgS00Dv5OmVxJtwpFsIsPdspWXOB9s_U6tmN83dbAneuLCEUq0yNv3dueeqJWVPrGVR3hiwzeg/s320/May+2010+161.jpg" /></a> Caleb LOVED the Jellys! Ok.... we ALL did! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBY3KsRD3ZRt1RNX9Y3L4VEpv0gNCicvB8T1J7eMIylZr5A4n6XFJzWmV5D9SbaIq4d3VmxKl9zL2vRbr8v7o0eRMUMijeEl4AZKV5wg1vyBcbXgEe2s3w5f-WVyln6Waz-6X6jfHwg/s1600/May+2010+156.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484355360119396450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWBY3KsRD3ZRt1RNX9Y3L4VEpv0gNCicvB8T1J7eMIylZr5A4n6XFJzWmV5D9SbaIq4d3VmxKl9zL2vRbr8v7o0eRMUMijeEl4AZKV5wg1vyBcbXgEe2s3w5f-WVyln6Waz-6X6jfHwg/s320/May+2010+156.jpg" /></a> Exploring God's Beautiful Creation! We serve a seriously creative God!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJGk36sGJPJnxKZiog7blItbaAcIXdig6TK9NMWPveaZjlDlne09DXd8WdWUzWuGmvaiMSDUNb1Jv8WrHMg43OC3fhqV4wEVHTkCuKFiFE5xU2Qa9vahA3IfeZQsoUUyH1n6g1DRoIQ/s1600/May+2010+154.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484354971076043682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJGk36sGJPJnxKZiog7blItbaAcIXdig6TK9NMWPveaZjlDlne09DXd8WdWUzWuGmvaiMSDUNb1Jv8WrHMg43OC3fhqV4wEVHTkCuKFiFE5xU2Qa9vahA3IfeZQsoUUyH1n6g1DRoIQ/s320/May+2010+154.jpg" /></a> Daddy and the Twins up front, Grammy and Caleb in back, checking everything out!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvICTot6PujfL_c7kTMLeTVu9yWbzTQFIFlrdvxV6lseYeaqIjUYTeTPVoIUaaps50RVSts47EYZ7xRUfE1FL0Z5tmc3li_t10_cvsHaLZwaP8aQK-dBkPGUTDpYNUzSpcAyjQTFRDgg/s1600/May+2010+142.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484354480419565330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvICTot6PujfL_c7kTMLeTVu9yWbzTQFIFlrdvxV6lseYeaqIjUYTeTPVoIUaaps50RVSts47EYZ7xRUfE1FL0Z5tmc3li_t10_cvsHaLZwaP8aQK-dBkPGUTDpYNUzSpcAyjQTFRDgg/s320/May+2010+142.jpg" /></a> I LOVE this one! All three of my Babies, exploring the creatures of the ocean!<br /></p>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-54918419146652901142010-06-18T21:56:00.000-07:002010-06-19T17:35:14.087-07:00May Fun! (1st Edition)<div align="center">Wow! I am SO behind in blogging! I have so much to catch up on!!! I need to get all the wonderful photos and share all the beautiful experiences we have had the last month +, including a fantastic family vacation with my Mom, and Ron, visiting Bonnie (one of our delightful college girls that joined the Coast Guard last fall), running my 2nd marathon in Eugene Or. And of course, Noah and Jonah's 4th birthday!!! So, bare with me, as I catch up my on-line scrapbook. I hope you enjoy sharing these recent memories with me!______________________________________<br /><br />The end of April, we headed to Oregon to spend a delightful week of vacation with my Mommy, and to indulge my addiction of marathoning! After training all winter long, it was finally the count down to my second marathon, in Eugene Oregon. We went early to spend a few days at the coast with Mom and Ron, and we had an AMAZING time! </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7RyhyFRJG3erJJlbKeRdJGRo_P83i5fDG-lfUwZSHxKhiIsOSUU_lA61CO0qMtmCP11KjNEQcZ_-pys7iBV7CoZ6ZQTEzSbuvImhz6jW6HiTOtlSbFFKDYIlyglHVE_YusXpT6awl3g/s1600/May+2010+085.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484349700431376450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7RyhyFRJG3erJJlbKeRdJGRo_P83i5fDG-lfUwZSHxKhiIsOSUU_lA61CO0qMtmCP11KjNEQcZ_-pys7iBV7CoZ6ZQTEzSbuvImhz6jW6HiTOtlSbFFKDYIlyglHVE_YusXpT6awl3g/s320/May+2010+085.jpg" /></a> Matt, Jonah, Caleb, Noah and Mommy... Standing in Depot Bay, Oregon... It was SO windy! But we were searching for whales. So, it was worth it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6qapZCm5AtnNufOEMMjB67A1Ma9UsWgo4Isu3xcLUAulpJwVfevB3lfmSqMtk9Z0aId8J82JhRx__KWPrjT_7jww0t-i6RR7S6S75axqCmqblcuejG-N8Q4gW-zVAnC02zxjEsepxA/s1600/May+2010+087.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484349238448061106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6qapZCm5AtnNufOEMMjB67A1Ma9UsWgo4Isu3xcLUAulpJwVfevB3lfmSqMtk9Z0aId8J82JhRx__KWPrjT_7jww0t-i6RR7S6S75axqCmqblcuejG-N8Q4gW-zVAnC02zxjEsepxA/s320/May+2010+087.jpg" /></a> Grammy and her boys.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie70vpv3xJBGrPOhX39YV8d5Xn_g65SUIj-aLvcd9AN5_CkcLd43kQpVqAVI_jSUj5yFjIn75IgamOThW8U-aVeZcy2LUzYcUlKRGAmar1V5_4ab59h2YaOPac1EO-R1CyNVVCZ0G3gA/s1600/May+2010+088.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484348692829846226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie70vpv3xJBGrPOhX39YV8d5Xn_g65SUIj-aLvcd9AN5_CkcLd43kQpVqAVI_jSUj5yFjIn75IgamOThW8U-aVeZcy2LUzYcUlKRGAmar1V5_4ab59h2YaOPac1EO-R1CyNVVCZ0G3gA/s320/May+2010+088.jpg" /></a> We made a stop in to the Whale Observatory which was incredible. We were able to search for whales, using binoculars, get lots of information about whales from their knowledgeable volunteers, and check out their exhibits! All for FREE! Incredible.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3m_FHgLiszbyxPR_R0ZnzErPWkHR6kAwxpJyjnSYhtK23CmaUmTSMaC20bH9CA1JehGPj94gg39wWDRPPtfTd1SeVd98xnPhT99nPDGuW-jQLhxv-ZOHTb32AIBBc2Er8zrXHfakbw/s1600/May+2010+091.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484348299215308722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3m_FHgLiszbyxPR_R0ZnzErPWkHR6kAwxpJyjnSYhtK23CmaUmTSMaC20bH9CA1JehGPj94gg39wWDRPPtfTd1SeVd98xnPhT99nPDGuW-jQLhxv-ZOHTb32AIBBc2Er8zrXHfakbw/s320/May+2010+091.jpg" /></a> What can you see in there?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84XWFG7eVrHEfq2AoFCGoKkSGn6iWpiw-Oa6uKFloJ6RfokZTCNcEzdsvPiOJmuPB0qKjdYoS0oLNHiajdRhhUVcRRreS_-GbDhywK0ritIGBpi1G_AvXOA1E4KZGP7G1OJdRNxlHlA/s1600/May+2010+093.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484348028561100898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84XWFG7eVrHEfq2AoFCGoKkSGn6iWpiw-Oa6uKFloJ6RfokZTCNcEzdsvPiOJmuPB0qKjdYoS0oLNHiajdRhhUVcRRreS_-GbDhywK0ritIGBpi1G_AvXOA1E4KZGP7G1OJdRNxlHlA/s320/May+2010+093.jpg" /></a> Caleb taking a peek through the portal.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLfm3LUiAgdNkNSMY-Kzw_ITDkone3faQhi2ryQColKXNzBPPjLD1QBJjcZXwjIO7l66P5Ho4LMi-YLVueG4J1czJ02uhmClOum7WIrBfGtdDnxCtjO1XwLKD6KckIP13vBUQIfWLHA/s1600/May+2010+099.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484347592786558162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqLfm3LUiAgdNkNSMY-Kzw_ITDkone3faQhi2ryQColKXNzBPPjLD1QBJjcZXwjIO7l66P5Ho4LMi-YLVueG4J1czJ02uhmClOum7WIrBfGtdDnxCtjO1XwLKD6KckIP13vBUQIfWLHA/s320/May+2010+099.jpg" /></a> We then made our way to the coast guard station in Depot Bay to visit Bonnie! Our whole family has missed her so much, as she recently moved from Lewiston to join the Coast Guard. Bonnie was so sweet, and took us on a personal tour of one of their big Coast Guard boats! The boys were so delighted to see her, and so excited at the adventure she showed us all! Bonnie, we are SO proud of you, and we are SO happy we were able to see you on this trip!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80YNo2HJmZrLEBM1beNoMJZJt0A7ZaNJWyUugxnlwKP-Hg3Cyrn9g8rKJp28ZBj8drfErIDUZNO-7lCRmtK15VRkvQBET0iE0hzv7GecsQZp2nxsJBb9Q8dmjj6uj42t5JgKdvjFxpg/s1600/May+2010+120.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484347192227696434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80YNo2HJmZrLEBM1beNoMJZJt0A7ZaNJWyUugxnlwKP-Hg3Cyrn9g8rKJp28ZBj8drfErIDUZNO-7lCRmtK15VRkvQBET0iE0hzv7GecsQZp2nxsJBb9Q8dmjj6uj42t5JgKdvjFxpg/s320/May+2010+120.jpg" /></a> Checking out the boat!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlOg8dyrHJrIZklzquIefgft6G7zfwTVYQPKqa0iDrATnfoXr0G4UxE4kPc9vl6Z0gp1aXmLK3UalZQV00j6CraaKLe-5aJYZICYn8d75_nlmG4ytgSJRYj9LsNmoCfz5rC1KRsemXw/s1600/May+2010+134.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484346830139228802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYlOg8dyrHJrIZklzquIefgft6G7zfwTVYQPKqa0iDrATnfoXr0G4UxE4kPc9vl6Z0gp1aXmLK3UalZQV00j6CraaKLe-5aJYZICYn8d75_nlmG4ytgSJRYj9LsNmoCfz5rC1KRsemXw/s320/May+2010+134.jpg" /></a> Bonnie and the Little Boys!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge7ktdudqSNoayA7MOOPqeiPeA6jXgTsNggElGO9wr5eiixRGpDYTaiEGLZaehlmD_lq9t41Ye6u74v0IXNtMkKly0Go5XSWvsX7BHhUFtuOfJGWhELw9YifLXqEM2ty62saXAbMXGOg/s1600/May+2010+138.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484346213728489890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge7ktdudqSNoayA7MOOPqeiPeA6jXgTsNggElGO9wr5eiixRGpDYTaiEGLZaehlmD_lq9t41Ye6u74v0IXNtMkKly0Go5XSWvsX7BHhUFtuOfJGWhELw9YifLXqEM2ty62saXAbMXGOg/s320/May+2010+138.jpg" /></a> We heart you, Bonnie!</div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-61077451343861384812010-05-14T18:00:00.000-07:002010-05-14T19:21:43.996-07:00Fun With Uncle Kevin, Auntie Kai, Baby Niya, and Grammy!!!<div align="center">This post is LONG overdue! (Sorry Grammy!!!) In early March, my brother Kevin brought his beautiful wife, and darling baby girl to Lewiston for a visit! We have been trying to get together for some time, and since Kevin and Nikai were planning a big move to the East Coast, they made a special trip over to visit before they moved. To say we were excited is an extreme understatement! The Boys talked about it for days before they came, and were just delighted to finally meet their cousin Niya! Grammy came for the special visit, which made it even more wonderful! Not to mention it was an excellent photo op for Grammy to capture pictures of all her Grand Babies together!!! I know, I know... there are TONS of pictures on this post... I just could not decide what to leave out! So, I posted most of them! It was such a gift to have them, and we look forward to the next time we get to see them all!</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpz9Fglczjnql2daEwVxqo_8Nl-j3h2zOiK5YDSN8zPjtbu8e9yv8Dlome1j0h3vIIixPIS3hvcUGazgWo2Ufp8_ZWumaQRtyycQlr9hN5MXl56PVPM4VHHhG8JGoCN7eokvo-L5mo-Q/s1600/Storytime.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471309466346524034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpz9Fglczjnql2daEwVxqo_8Nl-j3h2zOiK5YDSN8zPjtbu8e9yv8Dlome1j0h3vIIixPIS3hvcUGazgWo2Ufp8_ZWumaQRtyycQlr9hN5MXl56PVPM4VHHhG8JGoCN7eokvo-L5mo-Q/s320/Storytime.jpg" /></a> Story time!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MM0ZWTt8XIeysxiIugdbc0UIVaHokDFTt8jhGPT1gEikMijE4olznX5f2_hVeqW3re_P-oFkufnel1swCb0bGVec9ochel_j-mZ1eqPrHITOKUpOKFYcQuLyt6fV8zG8RqZ4HDuwGg/s1600/Auntie+C+and+Niya.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471309315358110322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MM0ZWTt8XIeysxiIugdbc0UIVaHokDFTt8jhGPT1gEikMijE4olznX5f2_hVeqW3re_P-oFkufnel1swCb0bGVec9ochel_j-mZ1eqPrHITOKUpOKFYcQuLyt6fV8zG8RqZ4HDuwGg/s320/Auntie+C+and+Niya.jpg" /></a> Auntie C with her girl! Niya, I am just so in love with you!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPpGnjnrhhPWzRYu47vWoR4o-mymryuDS2LAssMqTnR_ae7YE-mqc0BOo8VVteY5Ysb8Nh9zpe0Xm2S7EltDQDATYxY5aaFsu6x2w4EF0_BDhuO6JG2IruEyWRPCZXflEKzZeG1KEevg/s1600/March+2010+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471308876853558162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPpGnjnrhhPWzRYu47vWoR4o-mymryuDS2LAssMqTnR_ae7YE-mqc0BOo8VVteY5Ysb8Nh9zpe0Xm2S7EltDQDATYxY5aaFsu6x2w4EF0_BDhuO6JG2IruEyWRPCZXflEKzZeG1KEevg/s320/March+2010+019.jpg" /></a> I could NOT resist this picture!!!! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhILcrpTewndpJcFtoRNSWGW0r7iMmjzSKt90X1PM1YPpI1uJh83bVZDLzguPzE1Gwpn1jFSD6B14LuLm5DL1_-6MREV0l8sCg-L4UaC8lhbX_utElQF-h3kQ9wYR3goKW-TTHDDzsjQ/s1600/March+2010+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471308457392829506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhILcrpTewndpJcFtoRNSWGW0r7iMmjzSKt90X1PM1YPpI1uJh83bVZDLzguPzE1Gwpn1jFSD6B14LuLm5DL1_-6MREV0l8sCg-L4UaC8lhbX_utElQF-h3kQ9wYR3goKW-TTHDDzsjQ/s320/March+2010+026.jpg" /></a> Uncle Kevin building towers very quickly before the boys knocked them down.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAXkEv60TmLN3hD-Vx8zG_e2HXlsenfdvOOv0uwIxNgOHv0HTfHoOc2Y2xIgBkbR_pNzv_7_WNLp383AxREK2QxISBJqBbqyiQCKXKFuNfcNWRrZfLTz_huIKohUxdzj862XCqeBSvQ/s1600/March+2010+027.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471308234730838962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAXkEv60TmLN3hD-Vx8zG_e2HXlsenfdvOOv0uwIxNgOHv0HTfHoOc2Y2xIgBkbR_pNzv_7_WNLp383AxREK2QxISBJqBbqyiQCKXKFuNfcNWRrZfLTz_huIKohUxdzj862XCqeBSvQ/s320/March+2010+027.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvLAhGGg9HvDR59hlsIRft8fkjztE_nWAFVzS0ndpyyQQiMy-2R25AdSzZCZHFzMPVBfhBRCxqHyeQ8ILZNs6ZzDyr25mGRLmL697tyIJ4orQ0muTCzu1quwJCDM30t-k0j6j2z8FSbQ/s1600/March+2010+035.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471307969822472386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvLAhGGg9HvDR59hlsIRft8fkjztE_nWAFVzS0ndpyyQQiMy-2R25AdSzZCZHFzMPVBfhBRCxqHyeQ8ILZNs6ZzDyr25mGRLmL697tyIJ4orQ0muTCzu1quwJCDM30t-k0j6j2z8FSbQ/s320/March+2010+035.jpg" /></a> Grammy playing Buzz Lightyear! :o)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFeRvSHB-UlAL0tYC61u9Odo9xpeMl_rWwyn0Z65igAPv0yoFjTYEqfUgNZr19J1NrcgBbA_5T7A11hchmAl4cxwAksyy2gS2zpSjajkFSMxn9nvfKQk5KiIiC0x1RHC5kDuffvTNNQ/s1600/March+2010+041.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471307685711191042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFeRvSHB-UlAL0tYC61u9Odo9xpeMl_rWwyn0Z65igAPv0yoFjTYEqfUgNZr19J1NrcgBbA_5T7A11hchmAl4cxwAksyy2gS2zpSjajkFSMxn9nvfKQk5KiIiC0x1RHC5kDuffvTNNQ/s320/March+2010+041.jpg" /></a> This little girl is just.so.perfect!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa9jnH5e0g3QKpJiWZBJsWteRtu1Ftf7-TUWn1Dj1e-5ruajstBroQx5uEN9rPKSxvp8TG559kk7RvURhyphenhyphenJzuKKG1By4MXd299i61hSrkI1iW9b6ZBm7a0vV-ZSRvliZ-VGTNLJUAEA/s1600/March+2010+042.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471307461547568994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaa9jnH5e0g3QKpJiWZBJsWteRtu1Ftf7-TUWn1Dj1e-5ruajstBroQx5uEN9rPKSxvp8TG559kk7RvURhyphenhyphenJzuKKG1By4MXd299i61hSrkI1iW9b6ZBm7a0vV-ZSRvliZ-VGTNLJUAEA/s320/March+2010+042.jpg" /></a> I mean, REALLY!!!! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb1JVMA1i1dZVx4r0R625SVbzU3hMWLWT_zTa5NkkaLsmcZ4QzVOCS80WgvdOYPonDbFo0p1czWlnls1fR0zlylgaC5-UWT9jgXmKMIuw1kKLLTgrVeGGUQwIzoBJ7BHPm7PXvSFqI7A/s1600/March+2010+048.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471307201463631842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb1JVMA1i1dZVx4r0R625SVbzU3hMWLWT_zTa5NkkaLsmcZ4QzVOCS80WgvdOYPonDbFo0p1czWlnls1fR0zlylgaC5-UWT9jgXmKMIuw1kKLLTgrVeGGUQwIzoBJ7BHPm7PXvSFqI7A/s320/March+2010+048.jpg" /></a> Grammy and Auntie Kai blowing bubbles with the kiddos.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJZiud1VKb4yOxdSEDAP4ArD3kitSMnKdlGDW1fH21LqSwFJ_J2cTxEVE7w6gl9eTpKD1H1m2q6OZrHC79i2Ym9Q3Gbs5L-lHmIfvF8R8YMOKAk5B0AVdqzF7SMv1hk0GctDTo26akA/s1600/March+2010+056.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471303390541171170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgJZiud1VKb4yOxdSEDAP4ArD3kitSMnKdlGDW1fH21LqSwFJ_J2cTxEVE7w6gl9eTpKD1H1m2q6OZrHC79i2Ym9Q3Gbs5L-lHmIfvF8R8YMOKAk5B0AVdqzF7SMv1hk0GctDTo26akA/s320/March+2010+056.jpg" /></a> Grammy and Jonah chasing the geese.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0utIEXshRzCYfMZsdvnjkesonsWtmSX5Tt2nQZHIOD9AoCcHcYdeGtJQ_l-e8uvkElJunNUlCOib7YADwRZHxaxNv6FMnae6mnhQrqO-yCA-ava8ypLax4nYN26jPrpqQhYjQFAGE3A/s1600/March+2010+057.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471303155987017026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0utIEXshRzCYfMZsdvnjkesonsWtmSX5Tt2nQZHIOD9AoCcHcYdeGtJQ_l-e8uvkElJunNUlCOib7YADwRZHxaxNv6FMnae6mnhQrqO-yCA-ava8ypLax4nYN26jPrpqQhYjQFAGE3A/s320/March+2010+057.jpg" /></a> Jonah was after them!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3wzVF-ZgBgEziredxcc8F7sVAq9knirU_J7MwbGoQW_TXEHNHwqGJsu3H-ypRg6JQ140kjg2K0IjYdqhQ63Feoqy8Z2MtymFTWhK5cU_ZRtK6wF4y44T4JcjT75Op_Tg38fWndHj_gg/s1600/March+2010+063.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471302895736842482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3wzVF-ZgBgEziredxcc8F7sVAq9knirU_J7MwbGoQW_TXEHNHwqGJsu3H-ypRg6JQ140kjg2K0IjYdqhQ63Feoqy8Z2MtymFTWhK5cU_ZRtK6wF4y44T4JcjT75Op_Tg38fWndHj_gg/s320/March+2010+063.jpg" /></a> Grammy and Jonah. Two Peas in a Pod. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-lXW3wr8XSUU_QgqijUB8TNEyY6mi3KgA-q_d5tPqYyYblgdJGHrUlbrvtIcO6k-F3CS-HHETJl6dM1EaefepGAzjL62MUCwlAMV3yFhhZIy7eTmBO2wJsN6LQ4lMFGVpdlY3xONDWw/s1600/March+2010+065.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471302630680400466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-lXW3wr8XSUU_QgqijUB8TNEyY6mi3KgA-q_d5tPqYyYblgdJGHrUlbrvtIcO6k-F3CS-HHETJl6dM1EaefepGAzjL62MUCwlAMV3yFhhZIy7eTmBO2wJsN6LQ4lMFGVpdlY3xONDWw/s320/March+2010+065.jpg" /></a> Jonah helping make food for Baby Niya.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Eq7OqBPo-enokhC3SxU61fYwI3nBaSMX9GZwwj8i-ZnmvnhvEmiMKrZ3ybex-E6-2rHtZyI8d9GWHCP3nN1ASU9Q5jvctPLsFlK6Fh-9ukIuOlPnx2n88edw32S7AXO7-_HiBuBshA/s1600/March+2010+068.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471302326423345298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Eq7OqBPo-enokhC3SxU61fYwI3nBaSMX9GZwwj8i-ZnmvnhvEmiMKrZ3ybex-E6-2rHtZyI8d9GWHCP3nN1ASU9Q5jvctPLsFlK6Fh-9ukIuOlPnx2n88edw32S7AXO7-_HiBuBshA/s320/March+2010+068.jpg" /></a> She's a talker, for sure! Can't imagine where she gets that from. <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmQvqhiJFf29aHVSVvUHH-gl-j1Gnh6mEjRd5pqqvB6ZmwmC_kYg3mYeqmvSZzvrn7Ck073c2Az5ndLrSc65nUSHrswdpse3gE7VZ_r-rvWfSYTtGdrJK3PcbOr3GIhStxFS1kwaAnHg/s1600/March+2010+096.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471298076822835586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmQvqhiJFf29aHVSVvUHH-gl-j1Gnh6mEjRd5pqqvB6ZmwmC_kYg3mYeqmvSZzvrn7Ck073c2Az5ndLrSc65nUSHrswdpse3gE7VZ_r-rvWfSYTtGdrJK3PcbOr3GIhStxFS1kwaAnHg/s320/March+2010+096.jpg" /></a> Mommy and Daughter. So beautiful, those Sullivan girls!<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8wB9n8FYJTr4efeaC59Dl43oGa7g4YQ4If2g2Av8oNdF0YriUXvZ07Kais7H4jCCpR5VDOY_jRkDzcHBr2t76FZ7mCVQBmH2ESWO_imgY4Y610618VVteClY1ubvbruG_LXO69fEYMw/s1600/March+2010+082.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471297280987198914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8wB9n8FYJTr4efeaC59Dl43oGa7g4YQ4If2g2Av8oNdF0YriUXvZ07Kais7H4jCCpR5VDOY_jRkDzcHBr2t76FZ7mCVQBmH2ESWO_imgY4Y610618VVteClY1ubvbruG_LXO69fEYMw/s320/March+2010+082.jpg" /></a> Uncle Kevin teaching the Little Boys the Hand Slap Game.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CYSAPc8KFPe6p6Fkmo1DMYER3vHglRlgh2hGjlwv2TsHjUFbukAc_nfEKDlUQ-JKRt7wsX44dcvTkMU74tuCqAmM7-xb_-i56DuHQGOWB75z0h6R7qnmIQ57DLw7dhdT9fVSgkcH_g/s1600/March+2010+081.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471297012592107458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7CYSAPc8KFPe6p6Fkmo1DMYER3vHglRlgh2hGjlwv2TsHjUFbukAc_nfEKDlUQ-JKRt7wsX44dcvTkMU74tuCqAmM7-xb_-i56DuHQGOWB75z0h6R7qnmIQ57DLw7dhdT9fVSgkcH_g/s320/March+2010+081.jpg" /></a> Oh my, they were LOVING this!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjji5UPJbWrjEY0-7-BqHUvxsVjpJinPB7MdUaU7DnMmQySp8NIo8YtTq1D-RXihbeW4STCdZIvT-PQ0wqedIuA1Z73j8auptMyz0eNZMymzQ487syYnqmh5C2wTy3r7q9VZtL7ZppuA/s1600/March+2010+087.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471296714013939922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjji5UPJbWrjEY0-7-BqHUvxsVjpJinPB7MdUaU7DnMmQySp8NIo8YtTq1D-RXihbeW4STCdZIvT-PQ0wqedIuA1Z73j8auptMyz0eNZMymzQ487syYnqmh5C2wTy3r7q9VZtL7ZppuA/s320/March+2010+087.jpg" /></a> TOO SLOW!!! <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImXw3PThQMKHpu77ohz6UXKgEfuITBTePJPz25lGz4ON5biHL_MsHc4E7a5fXZjcVgE9j_NymqXNaVWxTP6hdG_yphlwOF4hMl6irBCT3DtVqp8k8IzitdxUnN6-zfHJr3RoYSETgrQ/s1600/March+2010+095.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471296425760998962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiImXw3PThQMKHpu77ohz6UXKgEfuITBTePJPz25lGz4ON5biHL_MsHc4E7a5fXZjcVgE9j_NymqXNaVWxTP6hdG_yphlwOF4hMl6irBCT3DtVqp8k8IzitdxUnN6-zfHJr3RoYSETgrQ/s320/March+2010+095.jpg" /></a> I can just HEAR them laughing whenever I look at this picture!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2aYl6fe2CdvLkkkt6QGfOvlZb9yHOJnbD2q7wNLbH-iTa2rDnqJkJTD_n63phB2e8Vle-6WNJvbnumy8Qm4ksr4LwYByjLfITlJ94nx77rLgM_zZaMePBVU1g7spi8fXvKaiCLlxIw/s1600/March+2010+078.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471296141769733490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx2aYl6fe2CdvLkkkt6QGfOvlZb9yHOJnbD2q7wNLbH-iTa2rDnqJkJTD_n63phB2e8Vle-6WNJvbnumy8Qm4ksr4LwYByjLfITlJ94nx77rLgM_zZaMePBVU1g7spi8fXvKaiCLlxIw/s320/March+2010+078.jpg" /></a>Matt, Jonah, Caleb, Christine, Noah, Kevin, Nikai, Niya and Grammy.... </div><div>Memories for a lifetime! <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3136644121741924465.post-69101626321893867672010-05-10T15:49:00.000-07:002010-05-10T15:51:11.900-07:00Noah's AnatomyThe other morning while snuggling in bed:<br /><br /><strong>Noah</strong> (3), <em>rubbing his chest:</em> Mama... My elbows are getting bigger.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16410841671402159191noreply@blogger.com0