tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62798881720345116702024-03-12T22:59:18.457-06:00We're all the way.KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-62104292256634175612011-11-20T23:11:00.005-07:002011-11-20T23:40:30.345-07:00My Pen StoryI recently attended a TOFW and it is very important that I have a pen to keep notes. For all of the great inspirational talks and things spoken, I want to be able to remember as much as I can at these events. <br /><br /> My "pen story" unfolded during a break on Saturday. We hurried from our seats to rush to the ladies room and I stuck my pink pen in the pocket of my jacket. After we returned to our seats, I checked my pocket and...no pen. I jumped from my seat and started looking around on the floor, visited the ladies room and asked the attendant there, looked around and found nothing. I finally thought there was no possible way of tracking down my pen. With added faith from recent talks at the event, I thought, "The Lord will provide." I went to the closest vendor counter and waited my turn in hopes that they would have an extra pen I could borrow. "Sure!" The nice young lady said. "Someone had left this pen here and so it is extra." My hope was fulfilled! An extra pen! Ha, what are the chances of that?! I looked down at the black pen and noticed that the clip was broken. <br /><br /> Returning to my seat, a little down-hearted about my prized pink pen that had not been recovered, I continued to take my notes during the next two speakers. I couldn't get it out of my mind about how I loved my pink pen. It was pink and I loved the way it wrote... it was then that the quiet prompting came to me. All of a sudden, I felt horribly ungrateful. Here I had a nice pen that worked just fine and all I could think about was that it just didn't measure up to my valued pink pen. Being tenderly reprimanded, I started to cry. I had been so ungrateful and yet the Lord HAD PROVIDED. My ungrateful heart turned quietly to the Lord in forgiveness. I all of a sudden had a love for this insignificant pen. I also learned a valuable lesson about gratitude. A few seconds later, my phone alarm buzzed and I reached for my purse. I opened up the black flap and, to my surprise, there it was! My pink pen neatly posed in the side pocket. I gasped! I had goosebumps all over and as quietly as possible, exclaimed, "My PINK PEN!" I immediately returned the borrowed black pen to the counter outside the auditorium; unfortunately, the vendor had momentarily left her seat, nonetheless, I hoped she would noticed that I had returned it.<br /><br /> Although this story may be about an insignificant pen, it was important that I was able to take notes during the event. More importantly, I was taught a lesson of my own by a loving Heavenly Father reprimanded by a still small voice. <br /><br /> I still have no recollection of placing my pink pen in the side pocket. ;)KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-11615057292767895552011-02-19T17:26:00.002-07:002011-02-19T17:47:40.837-07:00Julie & JuliaOh my heavens! I have my newest favorite movie... just finished watching Julie & Julia and I LOVED it. I even had to blog just now. Too bad I'm so horrible at keeping a journal. If you haven't seen it, I recommend.<br /><br />So lately, here are some new fun things...<br /><br />Our sweet youngling pup thinks she's a lap-dog. What she is is an over-grown high-energy Tasmanian devil with a chewing fetish. She's chewed through two collars. I am still amazed that she could get a hold of it while it's on her. But she is a fur ball of joy and tender-hearted. We love to have her. She has been going through a little itch fest and at one point, we tried "flea and tick itch" stuff. It made her back oily all the way down her spine and my son asked Daddy, "Daddy, did you give Ana a blessing?" - Good stuff there.<br /><br />Today was raining. I love when it rains for the Parade of Homes. That way people don't fall in love with the area and go back to where they came from. Is that horrible? I just don't care much for crowds. So, to entertain ourselves, I cleaned out some clothes I don't wear and some toys and thought we'd go into town and drop them off at D.I. When my son asked what we were going to do, I said we were going in to drop some stuff off. He classically replied, "YOU'RE GOING TO THE DROP-OFF? BY YOURSELF?" - Seen Finding Nemo?<br /><br />I've also tried to use my computer screen as a touch-screen at times. Let me just assume, aren't we all in transition with a touch world?<br /><br />I won't go on forever just because I lack the ability to keep a daily post. Or even a weekly post. Take care everyone!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-50508104724521833162010-12-28T13:02:00.002-07:002010-12-28T13:05:24.725-07:00My Son's Playlist - I try and encourage versatilityAnywhere Is - Enya<br />Are You Sure Hank Done It This Way? - Waylon Jennings<br />Atlas - Fanfario<br />Baby Monkey (Going Backwards On A Pig) - Parry Gripp<br />Beyond The Sea - Michael Bublé<br />Brush Your Teeth - 100 Songs For Kids<br />Chocolaté (Choco-Choco) - Zumba Soul Control<br />Close To Me - The Cure<br />Fall Is Here - Jack Johnson<br />Fuzzy Fuzzy Cute Cute - Parry Gripp<br />Hairdresser On Fire - The Smiths<br />I Caught Myself - Paramore<br />I Love You Honey - Patsy Cline<br />I Miss You - Blink 182<br />In The Country - McCoslyn and Paye<br />Jungle Drum - Emiliana Torrini<br />Peaches & Diesel - Eric Clapton<br />Real Gone - Sheryl Crow<br />St. Judy's Comet - Paul Simon<br />Take A Picture - Filter<br />This Heart - Nancy Griffith<br />Travelin' Soldier - Dixie Chicks<br />Want To - Sugarland<br />Xibom Bombom - Axé Bahia<br />You're Amazing - Bruno MarsKMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-82997038013131443342010-10-20T10:03:00.003-06:002010-10-20T10:18:22.909-06:00October 2010 Pics<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOmYmxhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NJ90QWdphd8/s1600/0917001939.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOmYmxhI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NJ90QWdphd8/s320/0917001939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530160008977106450" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The view I love the most.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOV9FOgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ngQucAcOa0U/s1600/0918001353.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOV9FOgI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ngQucAcOa0U/s320/0918001353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530160004566694402" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">100th Centennial Cub Scouts!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOIVLOPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/JrjFqp11bR8/s1600/1003002017.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TOIVLOPI/AAAAAAAAAXY/JrjFqp11bR8/s320/1003002017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530160000909654258" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our back porch fire pit.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TNW5TM8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2KzKVfRVteM/s1600/1010001740.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TNW5TM8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/2KzKVfRVteM/s320/1010001740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530159987639399362" border="0" /></a>Backyard view. Relaxing.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TNCq1T8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/wU6g_urUDj4/s1600/vanessa.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TL8TNCq1T8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/wU6g_urUDj4/s320/vanessa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530159982210011074" border="0" /></a><br />Working. ?<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-41269458260723938652010-10-20T10:01:00.000-06:002010-10-20T10:02:07.561-06:00Talking to young children about drug & alcohol concerns<h4>Preschoolers</h4> <p>Although 3- and 4-year-olds aren't ready to learn the facts about alcohol or other drugs, they start to develop the decision-making and problem-solving skills they will need later on. You can help them develop those skills in some simple ways.</p> <p>For instance, let toddlers choose their own clothing and don't worry if the choices don't match. This lets them know you think they're capable of making good decisions. Assign simple tasks and let kids know what a big help they are.</p> <p>And set a good example of the behavior that you want your kids to demonstrate. This is especially true in the preschool years when kids tend to imitate adults' actions as a way of learning. So, by being active, eating healthy, and drinking responsibly, parents teach their kids important lessons early on.</p> <h4>Ages 4 to 7</h4> <p>Kids this age still think and learn mostly by experience and don't have a good understanding of things that will happen in the future. So keep discussions about alcohol in the present tense and relate them to things that kids know and understand. For example, watching TV with your child can provide a chance to talk about advertising messages. Ask about the ads you see and encourage kids to ask questions too.</p> <p>Kids are interested in how their bodies work, so this is a good time to talk about maintaining good health and avoiding substances that might harm the body. Talk about how alcohol hurts a person's ability to see, hear, and walk without tripping; it alters the way people feel; and it makes it hard to judge things like whether the water is too deep or if there's a car coming too close. And it gives people bad breath and a headache!</p>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-31008944251978615422010-08-24T13:28:00.004-06:002010-08-24T13:32:43.034-06:00I believe in Miracles!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/THQd0EAi0CI/AAAAAAAAAW4/USCeuKty5BA/s1600/0822002212.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/THQd0EAi0CI/AAAAAAAAAW4/USCeuKty5BA/s320/0822002212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509061024447385634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Look at this sweet girl. She's a new addition to our family. At times I think the Lord may have made a special request of mine. So we named her Anelie (Anna for short) it means "Grace" in German. Sometimes we have to scramble through the not-so-good-days and then on other days the blessings go on forever...<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-88454148572014756172010-08-18T14:44:00.003-06:002010-08-18T14:51:37.359-06:00Bear Lake's So Nice This Time Of Year!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGiBMmGKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WhtLT6KzUs8/s1600/0815001855a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGiBMmGKI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WhtLT6KzUs8/s320/0815001855a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506853994618034338" border="0" /></a>Our beautiful baby boy (and my best playmate!)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhrURNUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WBrdjr_IvSw/s1600/0815001857.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhrURNUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WBrdjr_IvSw/s320/0815001857.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506853988744639810" border="0" /></a>Playing well with each other as always.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhZ6AGoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5YewEwYEs8c/s1600/0815001325.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhZ6AGoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/5YewEwYEs8c/s320/0815001325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506853984071064194" border="0" /></a>I'm still a rock-star and my heart is beating like a jungle drum!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhMrZ_hI/AAAAAAAAAWY/S2wARioxkM8/s1600/0816001504.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TGxGhMrZ_hI/AAAAAAAAAWY/S2wARioxkM8/s320/0816001504.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506853980520185362" border="0" /></a>The "cabin". Nice job on the logs babe!<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-16707237473092266712010-08-06T08:42:00.002-06:002010-08-06T08:43:38.551-06:00Dream House<div style="text-align: center;">This is my beach dream house...<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfasuoWWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RrYxG9DfkV4/s1600/EE7550715B7FE4FBDCED2AEED77F24.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfasuoWWI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/RrYxG9DfkV4/s320/EE7550715B7FE4FBDCED2AEED77F24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307388283705698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfaQmilXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/J8vvo3MetRg/s1600/CEECCCCDDCC53CE51728958159DE3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfaQmilXI/AAAAAAAAAWI/J8vvo3MetRg/s320/CEECCCCDDCC53CE51728958159DE3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307380733580658" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfaNNTH1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/l2c7Jope-8U/s1600/40416573D918A3881D69732A5F3AC.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfaNNTH1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/l2c7Jope-8U/s320/40416573D918A3881D69732A5F3AC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307379822403410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfZqlaWjI/AAAAAAAAAV4/3qHy47Q-Ef8/s1600/632EA67F426137B7ED397C9631BB.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfZqlaWjI/AAAAAAAAAV4/3qHy47Q-Ef8/s320/632EA67F426137B7ED397C9631BB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307370528299570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfZZMXzBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cponGsLhh-Q/s1600/81C11054D9903B35CBD7F17130165B.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/TFwfZZMXzBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/cponGsLhh-Q/s320/81C11054D9903B35CBD7F17130165B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502307365859871762" border="0" /></a>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-65286622410333806422010-07-13T14:40:00.002-06:002010-07-13T14:50:19.424-06:00YoursYou didn't give me your eyes or the color of your hair,<br />I've climbed the family tree and found there's no one like me there.<br />Sometimes I've felt like an alien that came from foreign shores...<br />Look inside my heart, you'll see, I'm yours.<br />You didn't give me these feet, but you place them on the right path.<br />You didn't give me this voice, but you taught it how to laugh.<br />You didn't give me these hands but you taught them to open doors,<br />Look at who I am , you'll see I'm yours...<br /><br />You didn't give me these arms, but you gave me a family...to hold.<br />You didn't give me my body, but you've truly shaped it's soul.<br />Your love has given me wings and how my spirit soars,<br />Knowing that I'll always be yours.<br />Forever and always....I'm yours.<br /><br />(song by the McLean family)KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-67659046270062144562010-07-01T12:14:00.002-06:002010-07-01T12:59:41.701-06:00The Journals Of A Boy<div style="text-align: center;">I have misplaced my "written" journal. Now where could it be?<br />I'm keeping track really for myself, but if you're inclined to read, do it! These are the simple journal entries that I might forget if I don't write them about my boy.<br /><br /><span>Juvenile Jargon:<span id="hotword"></span></span><br /><br />Ear Egg = formally known as an earache.<br />Gorilla Bar = formally known as granola bar.<br /><br />Just this morning, my 4 year old wants to sleep instead of getting up for school. He's not even a teen yet. As mothers do, I took the covers off exposing his warm cuddly skin to the harsh a/c temperature of a basement. After failed attempt, I picked him up out of his bed in which he proceeded to smack me on the chest and telling me to put him back in his bed "NOW". Honestly, what child tells their mother "now"? At least I didn't have to resort to the cold bucket of water... After his futile resistance, he conceded and asked for some chocolate milk and watch one of his "shows". Our children don't have any concept of the television prior to the ability to record our favorite shows. If it would have worked in the early 80s, we wouldn't have been stuck watching the President ON EVERY CHANNEL.<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-14237044237869120172010-02-20T16:05:00.002-07:002010-02-20T16:12:50.591-07:00There Will Never Be Another Neu.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/S4BsSRvb6cI/AAAAAAAAAVo/t_aQH2z5zjA/s1600-h/IMG_2352.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/S4BsSRvb6cI/AAAAAAAAAVo/t_aQH2z5zjA/s320/IMG_2352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440467411119368642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Where do I start for a worthy tribute to my loyal friend of 13 years?<br /><br />It's hard to hold back the tears even though I know it was time.<br />From the day Daddy birthed you and then you were mine.<br />Always there by my side until the soft sweet end,<br />If I could live by your example and be such a friend.<br /><br />I love you.<br /></span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-71111283722968305472009-12-22T10:32:00.002-07:002009-12-22T10:36:13.942-07:00New Pics<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJrV-zFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8mIt5BK76uE/s1600-h/IMG_5684.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJrV-zFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/8mIt5BK76uE/s320/IMG_5684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418115291492043858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Animal box<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJcJGCiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/IhRWI2Urb8o/s1600-h/IMG_5688.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJcJGCiI/AAAAAAAAAVY/IhRWI2Urb8o/s320/IMG_5688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418115287411460642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pirate birthday party<br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJPP7fMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EEOWfkW3PF8/s1600-h/IMG_5698.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDJPP7fMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/EEOWfkW3PF8/s320/IMG_5698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418115283950468290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDIz9jmlI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hgJnJZue020/s1600-h/IMG_5699.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDIz9jmlI/AAAAAAAAAVI/hgJnJZue020/s320/IMG_5699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418115276625648210" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Daddy's pirate version<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDIkpM77I/AAAAAAAAAVA/EnihgGZjpts/s1600-h/IMG_5705.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SzEDIkpM77I/AAAAAAAAAVA/EnihgGZjpts/s320/IMG_5705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418115272513744818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rainy day ... man.<br /></span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-16127088507835681412009-12-18T14:20:00.002-07:002009-12-18T14:24:34.441-07:00The Mouths of Children<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">Just a couple of notations of the things my son says...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">In trying to describe to him what cotton is, "Cotton is like what your pants are made of."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: arial;">His reply, "Cotton is like 'caught on' fire."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">(Try it, it does sound like cott on fire)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">Then, later in the day...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">I said, "Thank you for putting that back in the bathroom."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-family: arial;">His reply, "Aw, it was nothing."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;">Where do they get this stuff?!?! It's great.</span><br /></span>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-16815423902385652912009-12-14T11:19:00.002-07:002009-12-14T11:21:08.571-07:00Christmas & Santa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SyaCAJD1yEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2e6HmOTyHK4/s1600-h/IMG_5645.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SyaCAJD1yEI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2e6HmOTyHK4/s320/IMG_5645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415158540903237698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SyaB_qtipVI/AAAAAAAAAUw/jdhvwAfwikI/s1600-h/IMG_5638.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SyaB_qtipVI/AAAAAAAAAUw/jdhvwAfwikI/s320/IMG_5638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415158532756645202" border="0" /></a>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-5869039558690207352009-11-01T08:06:00.000-07:002009-11-01T08:07:11.827-07:00"Trick or...'snap' I can't believe it broke" ~ Seinfeld.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iIN8jS1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/2iJJbKeODS0/s1600-h/IMG_5443.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iIN8jS1I/AAAAAAAAAUA/2iJJbKeODS0/s320/IMG_5443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399149790353378130" /></a><br />Jack Skellington<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iHxt4_rI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LJ_IkNtgQOk/s1600-h/IMG_5444.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iHxt4_rI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LJ_IkNtgQOk/s320/IMG_5444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399149782775692978" /></a><br />Mickey Mouse<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gxRxezDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EWigNMF-UNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5440.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gxRxezDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/EWigNMF-UNQ/s320/IMG_5440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148296732068914" /></a><br />After carving night!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iHUXVIQI/AAAAAAAAATw/UV7xGdOVBOg/s1600-h/IMG_5445.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2iHUXVIQI/AAAAAAAAATw/UV7xGdOVBOg/s320/IMG_5445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399149774896439554" /></a><br />Daddy with future Starscream<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gyJHCf4I/AAAAAAAAATo/XWf-sNZ_r1A/s1600-h/IMG_5450.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gyJHCf4I/AAAAAAAAATo/XWf-sNZ_r1A/s320/IMG_5450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148311586439042" /></a><br />Costume: "Starscream" - a Transformer decepticon<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gx4RBknI/AAAAAAAAATg/mY20h_nI8kU/s1600-h/IMG_5454.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gx4RBknI/AAAAAAAAATg/mY20h_nI8kU/s320/IMG_5454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148307064918642" /></a><br />Starscream - a little bit of spray paint and foam core.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gxmMiPgI/AAAAAAAAATY/4FX-gMnz1xo/s1600-h/IMG_5458.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKTjXOjjAqk/Su2gxmMiPgI/AAAAAAAAATY/4FX-gMnz1xo/s320/IMG_5458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399148302214249986" /></a><br />Starscream - a little bit of pcv pipe, wood, spray paint...KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-82565421151012985932009-09-11T11:08:00.003-06:002009-09-11T11:11:22.611-06:00Mickey Mural<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SqqEXMaDSzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nizIr0qmgfw/s1600-h/IMG_5345.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SqqEXMaDSzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/nizIr0qmgfw/s320/IMG_5345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380258238849829682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Painted a camping Mickey Mouse to go along with Waylon's room theme.<br /></span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SqqEWx3_NfI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YWL_ax0DyR4/s1600-h/mickey+wall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SqqEWx3_NfI/AAAAAAAAAUg/YWL_ax0DyR4/s320/mickey+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380258231727633906" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Close up of the navigating mouse.</span><br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-32622157093910964372009-05-17T20:29:00.004-06:002009-05-17T20:35:52.842-06:00Summer things 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiSeh7aI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-GfP0Mp345c/s1600-h/IMG_5015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiSeh7aI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-GfP0Mp345c/s320/IMG_5015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336986049835036066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Building a Sandcastle.<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIie3AfUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AorKCw_z9ww/s1600-h/IMG_5008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIie3AfUI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/AorKCw_z9ww/s320/IMG_5008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336986053158927682" border="0" /></a><br />Daddy and Waylon at the lake.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiav2MFI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6BkZb7lYDOU/s1600-h/IMG_4992.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiav2MFI/AAAAAAAAAUI/6BkZb7lYDOU/s320/IMG_4992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336986052055150674" border="0" /></a><br />Waylon at the lake.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiRq7QdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/txB-CKrd_fQ/s1600-h/IMG_4970.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiRq7QdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/txB-CKrd_fQ/s320/IMG_4970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336986049618592210" border="0" /></a><br />Cool Kid...How do these kids know how to look "cool" at so young of age?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiD76_8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/tBu3SM6ydX0/s1600-h/IMG_4938.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/ShDIiD76_8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/tBu3SM6ydX0/s320/IMG_4938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336986045931782082" border="0" /></a><br />At the park on the slide.<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-72259400390605088402009-04-16T20:51:00.004-06:002009-04-16T21:01:23.811-06:00Easter 2009<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Easter 2009<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/Sefvw3oGBgI/AAAAAAAAATw/jB-9MP6Q0rQ/s1600-h/IMG_4923.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/Sefvw3oGBgI/AAAAAAAAATw/jB-9MP6Q0rQ/s320/IMG_4923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488707233777154" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mom and Waylon "egg fighting"<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwymoOVI/AAAAAAAAATo/W9yaALyURcQ/s1600-h/IMG_4922.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwymoOVI/AAAAAAAAATo/W9yaALyURcQ/s320/IMG_4922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488705885452626" border="0" /></a><br />Dad and Waylon at it too...<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwkfmPHI/AAAAAAAAATg/P3YdsbeD4JI/s1600-h/IMG_4918.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwkfmPHI/AAAAAAAAATg/P3YdsbeD4JI/s320/IMG_4918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488702097865842" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Grandma McCullough showed up in this one. (the bright spot next to Grandpa)<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwRD4wcI/AAAAAAAAATY/NkhF5izSipE/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwRD4wcI/AAAAAAAAATY/NkhF5izSipE/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488696881365442" border="0" /></a>Aunt Brooke and Waylon<br /><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwIEPb_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/HJxuL_3MXLA/s1600-h/IMG_4903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvwIEPb_I/AAAAAAAAATQ/HJxuL_3MXLA/s320/IMG_4903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488694466932722" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Aunt Vee and Tess<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvMJqbUjI/AAAAAAAAATI/OUq1ZT0_K-k/s1600-h/IMG_4900.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvMJqbUjI/AAAAAAAAATI/OUq1ZT0_K-k/s320/IMG_4900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488076420239922" border="0" /></a><br />Look who found herself in a bubble!<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvMO_DATI/AAAAAAAAATA/uNeAus6fvPk/s1600-h/IMG_4897.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvMO_DATI/AAAAAAAAATA/uNeAus6fvPk/s320/IMG_4897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488077848903986" border="0" /></a><br />Brookee blowing bubbles!<br /><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvL28t-dI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ekXhJHrmjlk/s1600-h/IMG_4887.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvL28t-dI/AAAAAAAAAS4/ekXhJHrmjlk/s320/IMG_4887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488071396686290" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Grandpa and Tessa (I think Tessa won most of these egg fights!)<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvL4tIVHI/AAAAAAAAASw/hIiB5T9W82k/s1600-h/IMG_4884.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvL4tIVHI/AAAAAAAAASw/hIiB5T9W82k/s320/IMG_4884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488071868175474" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Waylon and bubbles!</span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvLokIhOI/AAAAAAAAASo/bxn8e7mN8ko/s1600-h/IMG_4876.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SefvLokIhOI/AAAAAAAAASo/bxn8e7mN8ko/s320/IMG_4876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488067535471842" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Easter Morning Chocolate victory!<br /></span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-25074497285538288752009-04-16T20:42:00.005-06:002009-04-16T20:49:49.200-06:00Dino Site Johnson Farm<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Here are some pictures of Waylon as we visited the Dinosaur Tracks Museum today...<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCfl1BVI/AAAAAAAAASg/Bu-2QnT5CAA/s1600-h/IMG_4933.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCfl1BVI/AAAAAAAAASg/Bu-2QnT5CAA/s320/IMG_4933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325485711484585298" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Waylon standing in front of a Tyrannosaurus Rex track replica. The actual track was around many feet across. (Can't remember exact number)<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCFyliHI/AAAAAAAAASY/BIFGPZtbCug/s1600-h/IMG_4932.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCFyliHI/AAAAAAAAASY/BIFGPZtbCug/s320/IMG_4932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325485704558774386" border="0" /></a><br />Things we're not supposed to "touch" shouldn't be right on the walkway.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCCmc81I/AAAAAAAAASQ/fKN6bpYzaGI/s1600-h/IMG_4930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SeftCCmc81I/AAAAAAAAASQ/fKN6bpYzaGI/s320/IMG_4930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325485703702573906" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">These ropes are to keep out...who?</span></span><br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-24444243966551335192009-03-17T09:52:00.002-06:002009-03-17T09:59:04.987-06:00Miracles<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Last night around 9:30 pm, Kirk and I looked at our bank account and realized that we had $28 in our account to last us the next two weeks. After feelings of concern, we prayed. Then Kirk gave me a blessing. We felt all was going to be okay, though we didn't know how.<br /><br />I have to share this miracle to you as my testimony of prayer. <br /><br />This morning, Kirk called me and said he had found in our PO Box: a check from HUD for $1300, a check from our escrow for $170, and a check from the church for $30.<br /><br />Believe.<br /></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-11228456682666031912009-02-09T20:31:00.002-07:002009-02-09T20:36:19.133-07:00Sunday Pics<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1sKYsQkI/AAAAAAAAASI/V2tvkOQzLd0/s1600-h/IMG_4615.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1sKYsQkI/AAAAAAAAASI/V2tvkOQzLd0/s320/IMG_4615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006900466041410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">On the back patio</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1r_m6arI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y429HVkgKuA/s1600-h/IMG_4605.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1r_m6arI/AAAAAAAAASA/Y429HVkgKuA/s320/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006897572899506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1rzqzOgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P89yKWIkPoU/s1600-h/IMG_4607.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1rzqzOgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/P89yKWIkPoU/s320/IMG_4607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006894367980034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Sunday best</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1rgdpBhI/AAAAAAAAARw/VeDCwHBClt0/s1600-h/IMG_4609.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SZD1rgdpBhI/AAAAAAAAARw/VeDCwHBClt0/s320/IMG_4609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301006889212511762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">In the front yard</span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-19431683917476172182009-01-12T18:38:00.004-07:002009-01-12T18:47:30.079-07:003rd Birthday!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwb8xjWI/AAAAAAAAARc/Cl04gwQw3yM/s1600-h/waylon+bday.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwb8xjWI/AAAAAAAAARc/Cl04gwQw3yM/s320/waylon+bday.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290588001715457378" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">At Jumpin' Jacks (bounce house galore)!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwA3DhhI/AAAAAAAAARU/jbFuWsF4bds/s1600-h/waylon+bday2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwA3DhhI/AAAAAAAAARU/jbFuWsF4bds/s320/waylon+bday2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587994443712018" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwH9oENI/AAAAAAAAARM/4OVkaq_vAbs/s1600-h/waylon+bday3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxwH9oENI/AAAAAAAAARM/4OVkaq_vAbs/s320/waylon+bday3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587996350320850" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Speed-Racer® Cup-Cake cake<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxv5zRYCI/AAAAAAAAARE/H-azondBMeM/s1600-h/waylon+bday4.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxv5zRYCI/AAAAAAAAARE/H-azondBMeM/s320/waylon+bday4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587992548794402" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Blowing out!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxvn1nwxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kMXwxkVVGuw/s1600-h/waylon+bday5.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxvn1nwxI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/kMXwxkVVGuw/s320/waylon+bday5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587987726811922" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Frosting face...<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxa4d0GKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/a-y1QQVet5Q/s1600-h/waylon+bday6.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxa4d0GKI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/a-y1QQVet5Q/s320/waylon+bday6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587631413106850" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Musical card (the hit of the night)<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxa5-redI/AAAAAAAAAQs/pr2uquUb2kQ/s1600-h/waylon+bday7.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxa5-redI/AAAAAAAAAQs/pr2uquUb2kQ/s320/waylon+bday7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587631819389394" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Unwrapping...<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxaCOlLrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ahgey6-Bts0/s1600-h/waylon+bday8.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxaCOlLrI/AAAAAAAAAQk/Ahgey6-Bts0/s320/waylon+bday8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587616853700274" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Fire-truck GeoTrax®<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxZ5h8wCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/my23P0R8zpQ/s1600-h/waylon+bday9.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxZ5h8wCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/my23P0R8zpQ/s320/waylon+bday9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587614519017506" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Elefun Butterfly Game!<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxZkD5UbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HqAK9OgjbQQ/s1600-h/waylon+bday10.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWvxZkD5UbI/AAAAAAAAAQU/HqAK9OgjbQQ/s320/waylon+bday10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290587608755818930" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The first year I was amazed that we were able to keep this little life alive.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The second year was full of "firsts".</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">This third year is full of playing and learning and growing out of clothes!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-1551678945414328062009-01-07T18:43:00.000-07:002009-01-07T18:45:48.071-07:00Grandma's Glasses<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWVakNGH0bI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q1vD84cq2-c/s1600-h/waylon+gma+glasses.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWVakNGH0bI/AAAAAAAAAQM/q1vD84cq2-c/s320/waylon+gma+glasses.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288732915453645234" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Daddy was quick to snap this one.</span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-84905979625618599332009-01-06T19:24:00.002-07:002009-01-06T19:30:55.174-07:00Out of the mouth of babes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWQTvjbMkcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1NS3kyvSKgw/s1600-h/book+cover+theloveables.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWQTvjbMkcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1NS3kyvSKgw/s320/book+cover+theloveables.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288373570123895234" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">The other night, my husband and son were reading a book titled, "The Lovables" and they read a part about Self-Esteem. My husband asked my son if he knew what self-esteem was. He thought about it a second and said, "Yeah, self-esteem will burn your hands".</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6279888172034511670.post-40262620779520721182009-01-06T10:59:00.003-07:002009-01-06T11:02:08.603-07:00After the snow...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWOcPX_x4cI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Q9QbuMxdFTg/s1600-h/waylon+leaves.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDEGSGPMCVk/SWOcPX_x4cI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Q9QbuMxdFTg/s320/waylon+leaves.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288242175416590786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">...the leaves fall.</span></div>KMChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12219328974134489732noreply@blogger.com2