tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59749738025012697662024-02-19T07:57:19.685-08:00Grandma's WalletLindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-31389083827019729762010-05-19T07:41:00.000-07:002010-05-19T07:41:06.382-07:00Way Cute GiveawayHey everyone! I am sure you miss my blogging, but I just don't feel like it lately! Sometimes blogging is too much work and I'd rather be making cupcakes or something.<br />
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My daughter started this cute little blog and she is doing a giveaway this week. <a href="http://lovelypapershop.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-for-1-giveaway-and-tutorial-lovely.html">Click here to check it out!</a> You will love it!Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-433821785126828692009-07-11T17:37:00.000-07:002009-07-11T18:34:24.879-07:00My Favorite Daughter Got Married!!!<p align="center">Lindsey is now a married woman and I can't believe it! For the first time in my marriage, I am out numbered by the boys in my house! Check out Lindsey's Wedding <a href="http://daveandlinds.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-married.html">HERE</a>.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i281.photobucket.com/albums/kk236/neumey/299.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-11629309751513634232009-02-06T14:15:00.000-08:002009-02-08T08:18:02.338-08:00Happy Birthday, Mom!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUSmJhqjaKjbmrFeV5MdJhE5Z1U3pOqTGaYWLJm3gca9kBLFU3gYkk-AiEH2rsyVq4d6gCtz0Dlec3njv0GBf2PfoObArN-dpudjX1-0YycY3hHefBBAWwQsXE2yHGLSniHaw3GqmCWB8/s1600-h/blessing+129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUSmJhqjaKjbmrFeV5MdJhE5Z1U3pOqTGaYWLJm3gca9kBLFU3gYkk-AiEH2rsyVq4d6gCtz0Dlec3njv0GBf2PfoObArN-dpudjX1-0YycY3hHefBBAWwQsXE2yHGLSniHaw3GqmCWB8/s320/blessing+129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299818396434327570" border="0" /></a><br />Today is my mother's birthday. You would never guess how old she is by looking at her photo, and I'm sure that she wouldn't really like my to announce to the world on the internet just how old she is. So, lets just say that she is LESS than 3/4 of a century. She has been such a wonderful mother.<br />I was an only girl, so she and I are very close. She taught me everything I know. She taught me how to cook and sew and put on make-up and do my own hair, and and play games and decorate stuff, and shop, and camp, and dance (oops she goofed there), and take care of children, play the piano, (goofed again) and clean, and go to church, and serve in the community and church, and so you can see that everything that is important I really did learn from my mom. I can't believe that I spend so many years in school, when the really important stuff in life, I just learned at HOME. We used to spend hours playing games, and just spending time together. I always wanted to be just like my mom when I grew up. She is so good at everything she does, and I just wish I could have the talent that she does. Everybody admires my mom, and I love it when people ask my if I'm her daughter because I am so proud of her.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks, mom for being a perfect mother and teaching me so much, and especially for setting an example with your testimony of the gospel and your endless and unselfish service. You are my HERO. I love you.<br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-62791221420798882882009-01-31T18:31:00.000-08:002009-01-31T19:11:01.574-08:00Tiffany, It's your birthday, Happy Birthday TiffanyTiffany is 29 Years Old???? That means that I have been a mother for 29 years. Boy did that time go by fast. It seems like yesterday <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >I</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> was turning 29.</span> Tiffany was the perfect baby. And just look at her, she was soooo beautiful. She was born with a head FULL of curly dark hair, and never lost it. (the hair, I mean) This is her on her blessing day. I had grown up with three brothers, and it was so much fun to have a baby girl. She was like a doll, and my mother and I had a ton of fun dressing her up.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByg4aT9OhvOQ9KJxcSicT_6hfuI-V6xhoUDRVEwMnKP12G_dVieCqhVhyphenhyphenpA7wukS9OBwTC2hWi8C0CGbikTPbT-KT6wi9bEfcRptNe1nhVvmmY-rQq6e96Scqect4oqj8MH-j3T17_kU/s1600-h/Family+034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByg4aT9OhvOQ9KJxcSicT_6hfuI-V6xhoUDRVEwMnKP12G_dVieCqhVhyphenhyphenpA7wukS9OBwTC2hWi8C0CGbikTPbT-KT6wi9bEfcRptNe1nhVvmmY-rQq6e96Scqect4oqj8MH-j3T17_kU/s320/Family+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297655594075709794" border="0" /></a>This is Tiffany all grown up and with three children of her own. She is such a cute and wise mother, and I am so proud of her. She was such a fun daughter to raise, and the fun just continues on. Now she is not only my oldest daughter, but one of my best friends.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNr7REpjZyGvSTZ5Eb2WRfaHGVRZ7sy9pq07qyuhI5OlU7olZf3rHrrqMq_YH4wtceFg_xMy6UbeKgg8o0RLITkfayjwNERYKC71mozXKdRiDdrijg5pKdxiZQFZ23gapAgUZ-Bir3uwg/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNr7REpjZyGvSTZ5Eb2WRfaHGVRZ7sy9pq07qyuhI5OlU7olZf3rHrrqMq_YH4wtceFg_xMy6UbeKgg8o0RLITkfayjwNERYKC71mozXKdRiDdrijg5pKdxiZQFZ23gapAgUZ-Bir3uwg/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297655587907645218" border="0" /></a>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIFFANY<br /><br />Here are 10 things that I love about you:<br />1. You have a great sense of humor.<br />2. You are a strong person, you never give up, no matter how tough things get.<br />3. You are always concerned about others, and always there to help.<br />4. You are great at organizing things, especially your life!<br />5. You are a good example to all of us.<br />6. You are a really good cook, and share your talent!<br />7. You know how to choose a really great house in the perfect neighborhood.<br />8. You are good with kids.<br />9. You have some of the cutest kids I have ever seen.<br />10. You are the perfect daughter.<br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-22136533264637484092009-01-27T18:54:00.000-08:002009-07-11T17:45:42.828-07:00Brace Yourself<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl5fQlPq6s7u-i10ofY_Cm6px0oWjBL5fP62d-P3Ep6wj97FEf2lUJuBtF5oL6z9EIdJpiPhH4322PkPhwtk_FT_Pdj38KtBPSCacLLXNlGtM3Pl3lQumchDA5wOkrTQZqZFiefbHbIs/s1600-h/IMG_2518.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296174067482576194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghl5fQlPq6s7u-i10ofY_Cm6px0oWjBL5fP62d-P3Ep6wj97FEf2lUJuBtF5oL6z9EIdJpiPhH4322PkPhwtk_FT_Pdj38KtBPSCacLLXNlGtM3Pl3lQumchDA5wOkrTQZqZFiefbHbIs/s320/IMG_2518.JPG" border="0" /></a>Three and a half years ago Cody got his braces on. And before that he spent about a year and a half doing abstactions/headgear/bumpers. It's been a long haul, but yesterday, it was all worth it!!! HE FINALLY GOT HIS BRACES OFF!!! I wish that we would have taken a picture on the day he got his braces on, but they hadn't invented blogs then. He looks so handsome. His orthodontist even said that he is going to but Cody's before and after model in his display case.<br />There has been a MAJOR improvement. Aside for the big bucks that he got from us, I'll bet that Dr. Heath is glad that he is finished with the Neumeyer family. He told me once that he has NEVER seen toothy problems quite like ours, (and he is an old guy) Our family presented him with a set of problems that he had never incountered before, but he has done a good job. All of the kids have turned out beautifully. As I was walking to the car after making the last payment, I was so happy. I thought, Gee I think I'll go but a new car!!<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:180%;">What do you think???</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga882COnGVNaFy_omrA-1zzaDoAgaPt_LFzIatyHRwHfr_Q5RgQp273_g7kBB28MkRb-lZ8sCr_irXLsxpi1GaGJGF1KbfAqCkSEIRKJhOvj2RgZNZrcIXrHUGl61zlPrzxLU32B6l0bA/s1600-h/P1010252.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296173663708080818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga882COnGVNaFy_omrA-1zzaDoAgaPt_LFzIatyHRwHfr_Q5RgQp273_g7kBB28MkRb-lZ8sCr_irXLsxpi1GaGJGF1KbfAqCkSEIRKJhOvj2RgZNZrcIXrHUGl61zlPrzxLU32B6l0bA/s320/P1010252.JPG" border="0" /></a>Like my dad would tell me everytime I was in pain from having my braces tightened,<br />"Its all in the cause of beauty" </div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-89233536141238327402009-01-25T13:53:00.000-08:002009-01-25T15:30:31.295-08:00I'm baaaaacckkk<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">NEWS FLASH * NEWS FLASH * NEWS FLASH<br /><br /></div></span></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">16 YEAR OLD BOY IS NO LONGER ABLE TO WALK</span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Centerville</span></span></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">-</span></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;"> A 16 year old boy loses the use of his legs and is no longer able to walk. His parents, Rick and Linda said that this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">disability</span> came on VERY suddenly, without any warning signs, and they are dumbfounded. "He was fine one day, and the next day his legs just wouldn't work" says his mother. "He has always been very fit, active in wrestling and football. He lifts weights and worked out everyday. He didn't even drink soda pop...he was a very healthy eater, so we just can't figure out what brought this on." reports his father. The boy, Cody, was seen walking all over town, especially with his friends, always having a good time. He never complained at all about his legs hurting. His family notes that he still has <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">enough</span> strength in his legs to walk around his home, and he can still work out, but when it comes to going to even nearby places such as his church house, which is only one block from his home, his legs just can't get him there. His mother commented that if things don't improve with him, they are going to make an appointment with his pediatrician. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">In spite</span> of it all he seems to have a better than usual attitude. His family told reporters that the ironic thing is that this happened the very day that Cody got his drivers license. </span></span></span><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gscxizlBlHkxH-eLzqbtycAWAt1RboGjM2x1AYotkCmIuzCqHSdnvdrIt82oErrRajMxkz-mPQASgvWQfSmI1VJOrMPuxonwoocYeCh2diJrlJ3cBt4CgbmEO7bdPS41zaY1NTuZpDM/s1600-h/IMG_2529.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359264261650306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8gscxizlBlHkxH-eLzqbtycAWAt1RboGjM2x1AYotkCmIuzCqHSdnvdrIt82oErrRajMxkz-mPQASgvWQfSmI1VJOrMPuxonwoocYeCh2diJrlJ3cBt4CgbmEO7bdPS41zaY1NTuZpDM/s320/IMG_2529.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">precious cargo</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe34XrSoJbzNkVAwA2T4z9skVAvic894oYn_R28iHnk0v6lUW52PMaAiuVlPLw_y-Smtoqhd4pE748CAzedlferoARMxC4jijyAvy0y4D1ZvD2eXfQdxYzTjvCVIK-v0l_RnvLAdQ3pW4/s1600-h/IMG_2531.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359544820770930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe34XrSoJbzNkVAwA2T4z9skVAvic894oYn_R28iHnk0v6lUW52PMaAiuVlPLw_y-Smtoqhd4pE748CAzedlferoARMxC4jijyAvy0y4D1ZvD2eXfQdxYzTjvCVIK-v0l_RnvLAdQ3pW4/s320/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" /> <span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)">...and take a good look at this face, because <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tomorrow</span> this boy gets his braces off!!</span>!</a> </div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-17638330380080764012008-12-14T20:36:00.000-08:002008-12-23T17:01:38.299-08:00Question Time With Linda<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0T619TJB5sdSIU99EFnCok3uzuRI-IouvNvFpaYtlpUF5dvGIdmnwziTx4RPc0zzUHBT54Z9_I1u5cfExLVnnMqUmApnhdbSVRqhjsNgW5c-yh2BJaYBTaklexhPuujjpVMUKoY5ipw/s1600-h/IMG_2012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272095952945599746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0T619TJB5sdSIU99EFnCok3uzuRI-IouvNvFpaYtlpUF5dvGIdmnwziTx4RPc0zzUHBT54Z9_I1u5cfExLVnnMqUmApnhdbSVRqhjsNgW5c-yh2BJaYBTaklexhPuujjpVMUKoY5ipw/s320/IMG_2012.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)">I get a lot of questions from my readers, and I would like to start answering some of them from time to time on my blog.</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"><br /></div></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;font-family:arial;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-STYLE: italic">Here is one of the most frequently asked questions:</span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)">Q: I recently ordered some lemon bars from you, and honestly they are the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. I know that you probably don't share recipes, but could you please tell me how you make this scrumptious treat? I would be willing to even <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal">buy</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> the recipe from you. Name your price!!</span></span></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">--Marsha Stewvart, Conn.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">space</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">A: Thank you so much for that great compliment!!! I'm glad that you enjoyed your luscious lemon bars, and thank you for ordering them. Honestly Marsha, even if I could give you the recipe, (and if I did, I would have to KILL you), I don't think that they would turn out the same as mine, because you see, I have a secret. However, I am willing to share the "secret" with you.</span> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">space</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">You see, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I grow my own Lemons!!!! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I know, I know what you are thinking.</span></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">You are thinking, "Gee she doesn't live in Florida, California or Arizona, does she? " Well, that is true. I do live in the mountains, but amazingly enough, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">I still grow my own lemons!!!!!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">Here you can see my little granddaughter in a rare moment when I actually let her <span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">touch </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal">the tree right before I harvested the lemon. (Usually the kids aren't even allowed to LOOK at the tree) </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">I use only home-grown, fresh Meyers Lemons for my lemon bars. </span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)">Anything else just won't do.</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></div><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPuLCsaDaevoJLIYlM-rDv11Lk41Pv1grLnPAwztwDkZY3GfA0stO-TDp1tlci4c_pWZ4w_ttbNwx_UP7W0a1KzXXLfHaRYg1RU2NmKqAQ-N4Ssxk3GfqJoZItrOLtEs5B3zCRDE_nTA/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272085873113687634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqPuLCsaDaevoJLIYlM-rDv11Lk41Pv1grLnPAwztwDkZY3GfA0stO-TDp1tlci4c_pWZ4w_ttbNwx_UP7W0a1KzXXLfHaRYg1RU2NmKqAQ-N4Ssxk3GfqJoZItrOLtEs5B3zCRDE_nTA/s320/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSd5cOE_7vq8mtsmxgTIC_RN01Myu_Cuzd0-tHd7u5fziquAwKSpoUkhdOLztx3Pw-h7Qnc1Xlr7SVl6V8PjCuIXOtEh6ce_jsX6hrqz5zKI8s1bMETG4HukiCxlltfZTkp3gcnOm19Yw/s1600-h/IMG_2143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272085861753642370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSd5cOE_7vq8mtsmxgTIC_RN01Myu_Cuzd0-tHd7u5fziquAwKSpoUkhdOLztx3Pw-h7Qnc1Xlr7SVl6V8PjCuIXOtEh6ce_jsX6hrqz5zKI8s1bMETG4HukiCxlltfZTkp3gcnOm19Yw/s320/IMG_2143.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHS0FQaWS-5bRuVlw-C3U3FpOXUkWNB2dtCuWXcamjCQW2DRRPN2dNWemFky6HNekXGxbdaEaVwwKsJ42L6KPhvQ_MdWcBmxDH1WXUuIDd9TSzxKI_xV7aRTE45dRMewAU3X5T9hoBTT8/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272085884858577682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHS0FQaWS-5bRuVlw-C3U3FpOXUkWNB2dtCuWXcamjCQW2DRRPN2dNWemFky6HNekXGxbdaEaVwwKsJ42L6KPhvQ_MdWcBmxDH1WXUuIDd9TSzxKI_xV7aRTE45dRMewAU3X5T9hoBTT8/s320/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />That lemon tree is my BABY. I have been nursing it for 5 years, and thanks to my son and daughter-in-law, who brought it back from the dead once, it is alive and doing well. It flowers in the spring and fall with blossoms that smell like honeysuckle, and it produces about 10 lemons every december. Next to my grandkids, that tree is my most prized possession. ---just for the record, if that tree could walk and talk and destroy, I wouldn't let IT look at my grandkids.</div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-19291390837057990902008-11-27T18:18:00.000-08:002008-11-27T21:27:43.380-08:00So Much To Be Thankful For<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We had a wonderful Thanksgiving Day! Our whole family was together, for the first time in a long time.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our feast was at Eaglewood, and with 35 family members, it was so nice to have a large place with plenty of room. As a matter of fact, we could have invited 120 more people! Probably the best part, though, was the 40 second dishwasher!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We made home-made potato rolls, and with all of this help, they were shaped and proofing in no time at all.</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtIZ49LCltCKJ3pyrqKzo1u61zQBrhr8z03Sger6J8l7ymonQgLnv59MGQ32oqffEdqEjyOneCVOhJ0B9dnpilqfIIFfzxL2uYKUvSvO48TK0i1wKvbTpTfRzQIBlwsOGZI6bFEuCDpXc/s1600-h/IMG_2218.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtIZ49LCltCKJ3pyrqKzo1u61zQBrhr8z03Sger6J8l7ymonQgLnv59MGQ32oqffEdqEjyOneCVOhJ0B9dnpilqfIIFfzxL2uYKUvSvO48TK0i1wKvbTpTfRzQIBlwsOGZI6bFEuCDpXc/s320/IMG_2218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273540169116804754" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwOmgAWbhx66ites7KayAbwFtMmjJ6ycsNtmwpZqRcR9PutK9NtsnQyCNleOK3LjYDb9Kj8VAZmw0ycPopC2Tv7mFjV0asvd3qD-HD5D4J5sq035Wh1rlIPlVScKcU4qn79Vq1ElNeEx8/s1600-h/IMG_2248.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwOmgAWbhx66ites7KayAbwFtMmjJ6ycsNtmwpZqRcR9PutK9NtsnQyCNleOK3LjYDb9Kj8VAZmw0ycPopC2Tv7mFjV0asvd3qD-HD5D4J5sq035Wh1rlIPlVScKcU4qn79Vq1ElNeEx8/s320/IMG_2248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273540163501570578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrPKJzYPMhvCH3L19lIyD3VQ1eDqRhToXErA3C2DK2nQEZZ3NSaxGpkdlKDgRNlh01l6355B97E2x2szSfK360L7v9OLIDbLNeMmeSt4EpIaF2HxY88EnM0U0ZNafZBfjPRq1eRDcJl0/s1600-h/IMG_2252.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLrPKJzYPMhvCH3L19lIyD3VQ1eDqRhToXErA3C2DK2nQEZZ3NSaxGpkdlKDgRNlh01l6355B97E2x2szSfK360L7v9OLIDbLNeMmeSt4EpIaF2HxY88EnM0U0ZNafZBfjPRq1eRDcJl0/s320/IMG_2252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273540158114018690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My mother made these cute little name cards.</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrTH3_kJz-zA8wuN46wmse75cB6KGK94xHSEjFyPvPOcAJV6GVuTl7iqmochZNWxms2TxMITTnoyzIpqX5BwtaA5gPbZIcIs1orcnTlZksLe4ToNJUfFgGcmnSGqpQn2T_J0gImIVf-0/s1600-h/IMG_2235.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrTH3_kJz-zA8wuN46wmse75cB6KGK94xHSEjFyPvPOcAJV6GVuTl7iqmochZNWxms2TxMITTnoyzIpqX5BwtaA5gPbZIcIs1orcnTlZksLe4ToNJUfFgGcmnSGqpQn2T_J0gImIVf-0/s320/IMG_2235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273537392474507202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">However, somebody ate the candy off of several of them long before we sat down to eat.<br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDVeHUoTcWT_f8OVVoa03enHVA8TkWu6lk2gzkEnqauLhNap_z0W6x5xJ-LZDBLADLbWlA37aF4usfursosoASkuLNhARfo95n1AZV0A9Zt_ZUxHCIe2BwZBQP40f3xNeaEIArOERth4/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDVeHUoTcWT_f8OVVoa03enHVA8TkWu6lk2gzkEnqauLhNap_z0W6x5xJ-LZDBLADLbWlA37aF4usfursosoASkuLNhARfo95n1AZV0A9Zt_ZUxHCIe2BwZBQP40f3xNeaEIArOERth4/s320/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273537387332943442" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Hmm....Does it look like he has anything in his mouth?????</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM7ol57eb-_9au8PPzV-2zjL1TcEBPRrTHIRI2gbHU6F-SFpnPUzENc-c9WPGSdenkg6dZmkgbj4O468_zna3PloOCg5OLVlGtTULRYnuR1VPyFAVo025bnootsBMQnwKdA-VIjBUnkc/s1600-h/IMG_2239.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjM7ol57eb-_9au8PPzV-2zjL1TcEBPRrTHIRI2gbHU6F-SFpnPUzENc-c9WPGSdenkg6dZmkgbj4O468_zna3PloOCg5OLVlGtTULRYnuR1VPyFAVo025bnootsBMQnwKdA-VIjBUnkc/s320/IMG_2239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273535003933636050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm sure it wasn't them. They look busy</span>.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJn_4LOVihOa6GefjeOpYOZJgohoXJhVYNiM-_Eb7UV-ic0UBztneNykWsKnD9Oxle6qy8uyqsFbvgO-BH9vn7-mOTKk0d9TwQd4n__wx7lrjerf-aK2qb5qk_HHHs4rRGl8tUbYyQgc/s1600-h/IMG_2237.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJn_4LOVihOa6GefjeOpYOZJgohoXJhVYNiM-_Eb7UV-ic0UBztneNykWsKnD9Oxle6qy8uyqsFbvgO-BH9vn7-mOTKk0d9TwQd4n__wx7lrjerf-aK2qb5qk_HHHs4rRGl8tUbYyQgc/s320/IMG_2237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273535013923553266" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Guilty?</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctWZt3Y1EOdq8DsSYr9F8IUI7hVo4KlEieR4Np-hHwQyA27H13rSAjSTtHMEUvvRxAaQoEC5V_bzqBxg_FMHSyW7tn_jbDeSHlsMzbyuaAddLnazirfui13G7sACldGsRlrmMrJRdDRg/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctWZt3Y1EOdq8DsSYr9F8IUI7hVo4KlEieR4Np-hHwQyA27H13rSAjSTtHMEUvvRxAaQoEC5V_bzqBxg_FMHSyW7tn_jbDeSHlsMzbyuaAddLnazirfui13G7sACldGsRlrmMrJRdDRg/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273534993849145826" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It wasn't grandma, she was busy playing games with the kids.</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSzwP-pI2x6ouL2agpsV5JE6C4X4QRDbKqYU7Qfee6I2WsUqYyegRCS1oRzCZmhop_nisV8ANQP2aiMuI52hWjafINrhEbxh7c84YkJlfBSbJ8f_8IFfYttrgQfNqqWICVxuhRjFFhEnQ/s1600-h/IMG_2279.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSzwP-pI2x6ouL2agpsV5JE6C4X4QRDbKqYU7Qfee6I2WsUqYyegRCS1oRzCZmhop_nisV8ANQP2aiMuI52hWjafINrhEbxh7c84YkJlfBSbJ8f_8IFfYttrgQfNqqWICVxuhRjFFhEnQ/s320/IMG_2279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273543716339005602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJVbOAnLE84nksRVpgA4H2qGZOxLJVGUpYxSL8_jm0G_RZi2_Xt1FU0xWGqlXFLl6jvc5q3qdeYBWx_BLI0GGzSHyEhrbHzu2LbTJgxIkGbJ6mhpDnVmy6LD3lqmw1K_MJm-IcWVfH9g/s1600-h/IMG_2263.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUJVbOAnLE84nksRVpgA4H2qGZOxLJVGUpYxSL8_jm0G_RZi2_Xt1FU0xWGqlXFLl6jvc5q3qdeYBWx_BLI0GGzSHyEhrbHzu2LbTJgxIkGbJ6mhpDnVmy6LD3lqmw1K_MJm-IcWVfH9g/s320/IMG_2263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273530899665213042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It wasn't Anabelle. But she </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">was</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> busy eating the painted styrofoam berries. As a matter of fact, she ate a whole branch of them. Notice the paint-stained face. <br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oljxPS_mPIGJfQPLV3oow-cXZyO3tqR6FO2DYj_XZFuUg5He8sJF4eChLKDxNH0OrSKeFD2_Y3xRpLBUVC44D5KHL2-cTVmeQrLLRRNFhiI1ug11gM_KAYZ61fVvy8ebNYdAf7UWW5U/s1600-h/IMG_2282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0oljxPS_mPIGJfQPLV3oow-cXZyO3tqR6FO2DYj_XZFuUg5He8sJF4eChLKDxNH0OrSKeFD2_Y3xRpLBUVC44D5KHL2-cTVmeQrLLRRNFhiI1ug11gM_KAYZ61fVvy8ebNYdAf7UWW5U/s320/IMG_2282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273530893970273410" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Maybe we should have checked this kid's boots.<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xGue9Q0o1m-59R4m_m9Ymz0S0HdR9W3hDilK1a1wQY2vNPRBOL8t2-giLulU7tsprY3XsepDRTcTmG3JiCafEHYzn0D8iI5yEhTXj50y_Z_ATpxfNLccfHbgZYBWmLnVDBB_OV7ToMY/s1600-h/IMG_2264.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xGue9Q0o1m-59R4m_m9Ymz0S0HdR9W3hDilK1a1wQY2vNPRBOL8t2-giLulU7tsprY3XsepDRTcTmG3JiCafEHYzn0D8iI5yEhTXj50y_Z_ATpxfNLccfHbgZYBWmLnVDBB_OV7ToMY/s320/IMG_2264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273573182958093186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSmpvUpD9i2Y1kkJHcjh7z_Jh2f149krDEmYNEpId9KCOZsbsTLywxQcyVq9W9Koby34voDefiiP1CbUK03ewZ9OXzKEVzIg9WqVnn0s-7Q0nYdK8wCKkm59GUSBJ2hm0r9anNSy4GR4/s1600-h/IMG_2288.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSmpvUpD9i2Y1kkJHcjh7z_Jh2f149krDEmYNEpId9KCOZsbsTLywxQcyVq9W9Koby34voDefiiP1CbUK03ewZ9OXzKEVzIg9WqVnn0s-7Q0nYdK8wCKkm59GUSBJ2hm0r9anNSy4GR4/s320/IMG_2288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273530885938366450" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> I'm sure it wasn't this guy. He was busy drinking all day long.</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTLRah92jqWF3hlovmYRayDV_APM9szDzcH0GWH3kCZhZdQxboEOoLGLgeyOt6So43QRgCiBUXJB3wvKfQStXaFgMzCE-zASs2HlT-UKRLAV0xEjAcidGZplxN1W8XRd2-B-lWfcGIfI/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTLRah92jqWF3hlovmYRayDV_APM9szDzcH0GWH3kCZhZdQxboEOoLGLgeyOt6So43QRgCiBUXJB3wvKfQStXaFgMzCE-zASs2HlT-UKRLAV0xEjAcidGZplxN1W8XRd2-B-lWfcGIfI/s320/IMG_2271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273569386726123266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I don't think that Brent even </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">knew </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">that there were gumdrops, because he was busy watching </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Kung fu Panda.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhyrRvx6Q22WC9AJ-EFCdhu1W_-RUJG-3OdR17jhuINq5UdJTmBVJnfj4CqyqDb4fzUOV0FhAWBJwWv5wqDxhlpS2YX_4rkARPj5n-LRxd9YTHYpZaZhDhd1624OCCsgXrGA4jO37Haa4/s1600-h/IMG_2265.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhyrRvx6Q22WC9AJ-EFCdhu1W_-RUJG-3OdR17jhuINq5UdJTmBVJnfj4CqyqDb4fzUOV0FhAWBJwWv5wqDxhlpS2YX_4rkARPj5n-LRxd9YTHYpZaZhDhd1624OCCsgXrGA4jO37Haa4/s320/IMG_2265.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273569373699375266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It wasn't any of the boys who were busy playing golf. They probably had plenty of snacks anyway in the snack carts that they were driving.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETBhYtdl4Qj3Rew6KuX8j66ixou-iqyzhueagj7c2QlLdIzuIu1q4v2_6t0ggsmLkCM7cAxw7UCqpOaRHw078ktn23bwaDwcPpHMWvBbxscQxDl50pN71QDqyGe9xEYG4mAsAolHEe88/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETBhYtdl4Qj3Rew6KuX8j66ixou-iqyzhueagj7c2QlLdIzuIu1q4v2_6t0ggsmLkCM7cAxw7UCqpOaRHw078ktn23bwaDwcPpHMWvBbxscQxDl50pN71QDqyGe9xEYG4mAsAolHEe88/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273535010513676242" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I don't think it was this guy. He looks too tired to be a gumdrop thief. We might never know who it was. Next time we all get together, we'll have to watch out for the bandit.</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUHqCTdFcr6_JKcqARmrd9991FmcEMfhneQAibyv8CbMAUaPoA6smZsFh94j7ibFhz358HngfWO0zfhLoXuAS-Fl9F2DmWU8VzJMUFmcT-oK3EZMHfVOIJH7RmOIQKfIHsaNqB4XTAZ0/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUHqCTdFcr6_JKcqARmrd9991FmcEMfhneQAibyv8CbMAUaPoA6smZsFh94j7ibFhz358HngfWO0zfhLoXuAS-Fl9F2DmWU8VzJMUFmcT-oK3EZMHfVOIJH7RmOIQKfIHsaNqB4XTAZ0/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273530880871920882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Gumdrops or not, we had a great day. Thanks to everybody who brought delicious food, helped out with the clean-up, and stayed around for great conversation.<br /></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm thankful for a wonderful family.</span></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-16870543151403793542008-11-23T10:21:00.001-08:002008-11-24T06:10:02.535-08:00PEEK at the WEEK<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><div style="DISPLAY: inline! important"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b6MXj8RlQXNLbRBix5qF98ujuSPsu3q_xcFDnd-GJXwuwAhIK9JZzGQdyKd6O4t6415TEImih3NIviU-uRGj7Kr6cDwSgLz3L3FJ9zgsvtoNNCFX4ohUa2U6uiHrpTubZy-rXmOyFSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;">This is a great post for all of you who LOVE to watch other people's home movies and look at their photo albums. Yep, this blog's for you. This isn't about any big event, just a peek of what we did this week. The normal stuff.</span></a></div></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><div style="DISPLAY: inline! important"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b6MXj8RlQXNLbRBix5qF98ujuSPsu3q_xcFDnd-GJXwuwAhIK9JZzGQdyKd6O4t6415TEImih3NIviU-uRGj7Kr6cDwSgLz3L3FJ9zgsvtoNNCFX4ohUa2U6uiHrpTubZy-rXmOyFSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><br /><span style="color:#000000;"> This little guy did have a birthday this week. I guess that is a big event. Where did this month go, and why do babies grow so fast?</span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></div></span></span></span></div></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b6MXj8RlQXNLbRBix5qF98ujuSPsu3q_xcFDnd-GJXwuwAhIK9JZzGQdyKd6O4t6415TEImih3NIviU-uRGj7Kr6cDwSgLz3L3FJ9zgsvtoNNCFX4ohUa2U6uiHrpTubZy-rXmOyFSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNITcCSWctIQrE75K95oIGzqPpKPrsWyBbXt5Xpv1hCyGT1MkknhlkDYkr8SFwQ71oiTRr1F0sWjZWBg_nxXeWDwEvuuXOeXAMBRbZFzgvP2kycbynjUHYythJro97ykivFdbf_wc4S3k/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271924792180891986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNITcCSWctIQrE75K95oIGzqPpKPrsWyBbXt5Xpv1hCyGT1MkknhlkDYkr8SFwQ71oiTRr1F0sWjZWBg_nxXeWDwEvuuXOeXAMBRbZFzgvP2kycbynjUHYythJro97ykivFdbf_wc4S3k/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238)"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ozhk5vve-fPBkAsyhzBbKyJvgIImRW-j0bKZwYGet9t70FnriL8ZpXRMD-7tKjOtmFiZKE5UDn5P0rpiweXA-hrZ88xZpmj3qslvfnWqFW_oAGM7NrIDP3Ffkjwb8NcbpB4dQu9fxr4/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271924783221896050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ozhk5vve-fPBkAsyhzBbKyJvgIImRW-j0bKZwYGet9t70FnriL8ZpXRMD-7tKjOtmFiZKE5UDn5P0rpiweXA-hrZ88xZpmj3qslvfnWqFW_oAGM7NrIDP3Ffkjwb8NcbpB4dQu9fxr4/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color:#000000;">Ethan came upstairs with a new hat on. Coke Zero. They belong together, that hat and him.<br /></div></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031782940943426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJsXW9lpRLPjdXNUTygTmsSiBOr1xvvbOiGEwUo3EivaTCF7FAm3mpeDoxvuxypE9quUarKkuqhRFx_VydGe0ySB2yQ4EjG5raLHg9NPqCYLeoa6E8ag0P8LHDWCsLUuGuruE6DX3X8Lw/s320/IMG_2100.JPG" border="0" /> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> OK, where did he get that marker, and what else is green now??????<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFsw2IR4S5yNsLeT70W6OaXD2EDZ3zHrdRsaSsNCu43RdwKWzGxsRrOzoeyC7KcxYfs-vUr3FnWlc1Z7ImjsBg2a1XXzvyQJh3kDVKvl7RRqihVcOf4RFmuisVmbP0GCb3Wyhd8VE2jA/s1600-h/IMG_2176.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031778481156450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikFsw2IR4S5yNsLeT70W6OaXD2EDZ3zHrdRsaSsNCu43RdwKWzGxsRrOzoeyC7KcxYfs-vUr3FnWlc1Z7ImjsBg2a1XXzvyQJh3kDVKvl7RRqihVcOf4RFmuisVmbP0GCb3Wyhd8VE2jA/s320/IMG_2176.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Walking Carston to school has been a highlight of my day. Rain or shine.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b6MXj8RlQXNLbRBix5qF98ujuSPsu3q_xcFDnd-GJXwuwAhIK9JZzGQdyKd6O4t6415TEImih3NIviU-uRGj7Kr6cDwSgLz3L3FJ9zgsvtoNNCFX4ohUa2U6uiHrpTubZy-rXmOyFSQ/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272031788867649618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_b6MXj8RlQXNLbRBix5qF98ujuSPsu3q_xcFDnd-GJXwuwAhIK9JZzGQdyKd6O4t6415TEImih3NIviU-uRGj7Kr6cDwSgLz3L3FJ9zgsvtoNNCFX4ohUa2U6uiHrpTubZy-rXmOyFSQ/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Ethan came to sleep overnight. He brought his mom and sister with him. But I don't really think that we can call it a sleep over, since he doesn't really do much sleeping. Must be why he made himself a bed on these stools.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht_wRCj1cndnZSyujbRairrtiWZbmLb4sVsgYV20XEEFIikT4F8eKFsGwgxv2B1ErnmKtdNXQsGii2I3TMBG0PvWdsbB70_GbNU9Kvpo6XZkuRd1qnlptwteq-ciI81J6NxUnojI4zzOw/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271924772176801138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht_wRCj1cndnZSyujbRairrtiWZbmLb4sVsgYV20XEEFIikT4F8eKFsGwgxv2B1ErnmKtdNXQsGii2I3TMBG0PvWdsbB70_GbNU9Kvpo6XZkuRd1qnlptwteq-ciI81J6NxUnojI4zzOw/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I had some fun taking pictures of the girls <em>"reaching for stars"<br /></em></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9p6HZBy-a5iHyDvNh4oaEn1J2jEgKQ1J7hyphenhyphenteoODputHFXsZpDm8wTjlhXhbd1IkLs8upEhVcPW2yLmyy6QdxC1RP5We11FLC2ZwubD9Mvllj-YSWHfptdSfOz3J76ZWI8aNK6wdtWI/s1600-h/IMG_2110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271921988770498146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9p6HZBy-a5iHyDvNh4oaEn1J2jEgKQ1J7hyphenhyphenteoODputHFXsZpDm8wTjlhXhbd1IkLs8upEhVcPW2yLmyy6QdxC1RP5We11FLC2ZwubD9Mvllj-YSWHfptdSfOz3J76ZWI8aNK6wdtWI/s320/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I just happened to "catch" Anabelle reaching for the star all on her own, and I grabbed my camera real quick like to capture the moment. I love the lighting on this one.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibanKk8jwKvVVxUXWEnUkc7RJ8EMEmNL3whP2n-giRB07DPc72vQ_YyXmOZysflqwcH-K1E-9yvidZu96MJ1MQ-0TX22ecs9YKuNo04B3D_D593Cn2jfiCyQ67IZtAJydi14QD9bFNVk8/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271921984578591858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibanKk8jwKvVVxUXWEnUkc7RJ8EMEmNL3whP2n-giRB07DPc72vQ_YyXmOZysflqwcH-K1E-9yvidZu96MJ1MQ-0TX22ecs9YKuNo04B3D_D593Cn2jfiCyQ67IZtAJydi14QD9bFNVk8/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Sometimes you just might need a stool. Karley set this one up.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoPQAX90mAQKEOr44UvKCmCXFi6KAi8aD-yxmNL-6ztj2VnzvRVOCIEwwv8IUwHYebaRP3JU6EsRjxbeT2F8cZ-xJmSfSAyOhOqwQBmr7zTo_Fw3E1yWUzwcMas8Z9b33C0QiZL2vdbo/s1600-h/IMG_2203.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271921971636184258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigoPQAX90mAQKEOr44UvKCmCXFi6KAi8aD-yxmNL-6ztj2VnzvRVOCIEwwv8IUwHYebaRP3JU6EsRjxbeT2F8cZ-xJmSfSAyOhOqwQBmr7zTo_Fw3E1yWUzwcMas8Z9b33C0QiZL2vdbo/s320/IMG_2203.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>On Saturday we were all together for a wedding. E V E R Y O N E came to our house after, and "hung out". Nichole took Nickolas home, and Tiffany and Ashley needed to run an errand, so I volunteered (?) to watch the kids. Crazy, I know. For the first little while I kept them entertained in between battles and tears by playing every game I could think of that could keep kids from age 1 to 6 interested. Each game lasted a matter of seconds. Finally it occured to me that I could let them watch TV (why didn't I think of that sooner?) This is what it looked like when their mommies came home. They thought that I had them in control the whole time, and that we had fun.</div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXOu2B12_r-Aq_hF52SBjsmAvbzKL4UtVMWF5vw8N5tcJQJjD7md_WIk2jCnAt3iGR-Dpyn6Ks1vO1QWTQAOJK_kOka46lyPeyu2II5LBBxqYpUq20jhe2gYw1uJSM3JlezwT6AZ1vvRA/s320/IMG_2200.JPG" /></div></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">We did.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I just <span style="color:#990000;">love</span> these kids.</div><div></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-40493573314993113122008-11-09T07:23:00.001-08:002008-11-09T18:19:08.882-08:00Some Girls Just Never Grow UP<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I found the CUTEST cupcake kit at Costco (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">in the toy section</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">), and when I saw the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">mini polka-dot cupcake papers,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> included with the kit, I was sold!! I left everything in the package for several days, so that I could just look at everything so neatly displayed. Don't you agree that sometimes the packaging just makes everything look even funner? After I had made sure that all of the girls had seen this awesome kit, then I had them over to my house, one at a time (aren't I smart?) to make cupcakes. I love to cook, and I really want them to love to cook also, because, like it or not, they will have to do it their whole lives, so they might as well learn to love it also. It makes it much more fun! I went to a cooking class with Chef Todd Leonard from the Garden Restaurant, and he actually got teary-eyed as he thanked each of the women there for cooking for their families. He felt like it was such an important part of family life. And he it right.....it is. Nothing makes me feel cozier and comfy-er than food (and a blanket). Food satisfies all of our senses. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> There are a lot of pictures here, but the girls were so darling, that I just couldn't resist taking tons of pictures. They were so proud of the results.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Things got messy, but it was easily cleaned up. All ya have to do is lick!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl699iQNprovXPZ_s2AoprcqzgLFAsKBZpNfFwpw4vjjOWSAKZCyQfXlGsnDrKj9Z0e234QPWnFxxnux77vB8NMH9YJjiAaAP6PbQopjO6_yQ75lkoRn-r_d_CIHSTl5eLexbm7GVhTcQ/s1600-h/IMG_2060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl699iQNprovXPZ_s2AoprcqzgLFAsKBZpNfFwpw4vjjOWSAKZCyQfXlGsnDrKj9Z0e234QPWnFxxnux77vB8NMH9YJjiAaAP6PbQopjO6_yQ75lkoRn-r_d_CIHSTl5eLexbm7GVhTcQ/s320/IMG_2060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266836187633371794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lindsey was invited by Karley to join us. Lindsey is great with cakes and she is so cute with the girls.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSZU7i7U2yraWAApz_xRfXSy-DnYxEtErwL5aVlVvkzaruKFZuSNys8HJMKwCKV-lqB7WELAk-u4Mhw8iDJ2KuWfW5G1TL593rMO6QaSocYFVX9GS6MISFmkft8vQhpUpDLRP-PVVLUM/s1600-h/IMG_2055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSZU7i7U2yraWAApz_xRfXSy-DnYxEtErwL5aVlVvkzaruKFZuSNys8HJMKwCKV-lqB7WELAk-u4Mhw8iDJ2KuWfW5G1TL593rMO6QaSocYFVX9GS6MISFmkft8vQhpUpDLRP-PVVLUM/s320/IMG_2055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266836194488004450" /></a> You can see, this was serious business.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi25GiIM4tu3AuAR9K5stB1mYYPjLBF1FWgW5sXJgckHc0laNkD48JTjOeW8JdNxRcBA6BsIYznM1kMambpsXDOsolVMswlewTZd1xwZb2XidffnAp8y_2Sq_CZvjU7NCX0gc71Ztbv1ME/s1600-h/IMG_2062.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi25GiIM4tu3AuAR9K5stB1mYYPjLBF1FWgW5sXJgckHc0laNkD48JTjOeW8JdNxRcBA6BsIYznM1kMambpsXDOsolVMswlewTZd1xwZb2XidffnAp8y_2Sq_CZvjU7NCX0gc71Ztbv1ME/s320/IMG_2062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266836176597470194" /></a> Sophie did this masterpiece. And she <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">sells</span> cupcakes. $4.00/dozen<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1D3UQ0HURcTzuHzJBrvsReGPP6KinH5-HkeekmlSnSJKESCY0SPwTRsr9rnb7bGnvj4LqwSzjulhVTgVjWiQepxtgNxXVbA6rMeHEYxwgDO29UmX_UDqO7hGhuTQdnBMQEaQiLUDm9w/s1600-h/cupcakesophie.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1D3UQ0HURcTzuHzJBrvsReGPP6KinH5-HkeekmlSnSJKESCY0SPwTRsr9rnb7bGnvj4LqwSzjulhVTgVjWiQepxtgNxXVbA6rMeHEYxwgDO29UmX_UDqO7hGhuTQdnBMQEaQiLUDm9w/s320/cupcakesophie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266836170567768610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">These cute plates were included in the kit, (even napkins!) So we had "tea parties" when we got all done.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7203B-YztfDAIvwnhSz9kPwdRaEKQAor6DifIa2SiW3sP4600KwjMSw7rGXI237ppkxumZCUfqwhpSMidY7PLBeaWt932EH7JScZLuDHO3pFRk3zLP10IdKzFucSxhGIF8rzmd5NgF0/s1600-h/IMG_2074.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL7203B-YztfDAIvwnhSz9kPwdRaEKQAor6DifIa2SiW3sP4600KwjMSw7rGXI237ppkxumZCUfqwhpSMidY7PLBeaWt932EH7JScZLuDHO3pFRk3zLP10IdKzFucSxhGIF8rzmd5NgF0/s320/IMG_2074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266833194894912034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mixing the frosting was the best part.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXAo6RrcJnn1LS1KFkJUiSi4V213_5qQrb1UOnh-UnJeFFRau257B8dz9SLfmtbttYaDS7JnhdogalN7YeNp58Gmf3ziY_3x7HwSc79QMT3wEbxo_xssSRw_46JycFAS-N-rpg4oHY40/s1600-h/IMG_2054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXAo6RrcJnn1LS1KFkJUiSi4V213_5qQrb1UOnh-UnJeFFRau257B8dz9SLfmtbttYaDS7JnhdogalN7YeNp58Gmf3ziY_3x7HwSc79QMT3wEbxo_xssSRw_46JycFAS-N-rpg4oHY40/s320/IMG_2054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266833184372693026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa likes to get involved, too, though usually just by teasing them that he is the best cupcake maker in the world.--Karley agrees. Sophie doesn't.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1tFt3MkrXViu2tQLBOiGPScLyhNLaJKLfj0gcZ8ZQqbuMdezwZMHBf-_Kk2RIoqv52GSsjShBYZa-OihDCTfyR28jjgIRUltrVIxGm-zW2T41LCBXO6MOpDsJQzXaXfGT3FUi_lcZus/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG1tFt3MkrXViu2tQLBOiGPScLyhNLaJKLfj0gcZ8ZQqbuMdezwZMHBf-_Kk2RIoqv52GSsjShBYZa-OihDCTfyR28jjgIRUltrVIxGm-zW2T41LCBXO6MOpDsJQzXaXfGT3FUi_lcZus/s320/IMG_2053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266833173613627346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sophie chose Lemon Cupcakes. She is learning how to "zest a lemon".<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUdOAj0BodoF6_SguU0vxSwm-Q91x7txqoycVgkeuSBNIhvPVt7ajjzpBCr2t0w8usQREHO3qk_ZxxG0M0i3nHiNson2X9bsFS3vj-l-smUeJVd0KBRQ8Ma6V0h7wBwvUmeB4tjPbDjY/s1600-h/cupcakesophie.JPG"><br /></a></div><span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUdOAj0BodoF6_SguU0vxSwm-Q91x7txqoycVgkeuSBNIhvPVt7ajjzpBCr2t0w8usQREHO3qk_ZxxG0M0i3nHiNson2X9bsFS3vj-l-smUeJVd0KBRQ8Ma6V0h7wBwvUmeB4tjPbDjY/s1600-h/cupcakesophie.JPG"><span></span></a></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFjfQ3ESkBa9ab37HZecSSkdM67Vy88lBIrlepcc4hmNOzN4Gv1SzuPnTo-fbYTa3aI42peFn3JAImSTy458aVyGww9Alr7cuP7UQp6S2u5zZw-AsSSvUT7Y3Re-kmxvxCujxiDqkM2k/s1600-h/ccs2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFjfQ3ESkBa9ab37HZecSSkdM67Vy88lBIrlepcc4hmNOzN4Gv1SzuPnTo-fbYTa3aI42peFn3JAImSTy458aVyGww9Alr7cuP7UQp6S2u5zZw-AsSSvUT7Y3Re-kmxvxCujxiDqkM2k/s320/ccs2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266830631703400450" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57tIK7-ERze6oHZ_Fuv9qZYshO9jPPsBX2qRBKMSKloBkSuiIBPyJAwAbFBO-rTaDgihZtU8BkvrTBbELanMHyuEt0MFRD4Mn6ep-2mr2Dnj5Sxx36nK1wFVzkwBl4I8IG5caJgVjUew/s1600-h/ccs.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg57tIK7-ERze6oHZ_Fuv9qZYshO9jPPsBX2qRBKMSKloBkSuiIBPyJAwAbFBO-rTaDgihZtU8BkvrTBbELanMHyuEt0MFRD4Mn6ep-2mr2Dnj5Sxx36nK1wFVzkwBl4I8IG5caJgVjUew/s320/ccs.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266830625721545154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The tongues come out when it is cupcake time. (Which is why I send ALL the cupcakes home with them.)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbT7R6nhWYKWdDJMhZ0XPEF2JrXJv88quLfGRz92o6s15xhAcjLk1ddDi3JiOeFRbzyD7ocD1ThAgu3BwkFQn1VdtBZFdmruqiLJK_MsKhSJxFPlXV0f5BZvocIFPa3prxtDtnsHfvNz8/s1600-h/IMG_2049.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbT7R6nhWYKWdDJMhZ0XPEF2JrXJv88quLfGRz92o6s15xhAcjLk1ddDi3JiOeFRbzyD7ocD1ThAgu3BwkFQn1VdtBZFdmruqiLJK_MsKhSJxFPlXV0f5BZvocIFPa3prxtDtnsHfvNz8/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266755819142279714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzNG0OwAHxomRBqt5CT5Tmm5LzWFckwl7Spz8kLxwPYrLG2glrtF39b18qgYOjaZ8L4wWzO_T6DJ8Ht6VfUm9UMQhbQbb0DR1-_-A_zAr7yQfH7qmZCZLl3kB-lCbklE6HThVoOo1NZMI/s1600-h/IMG_2046.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzNG0OwAHxomRBqt5CT5Tmm5LzWFckwl7Spz8kLxwPYrLG2glrtF39b18qgYOjaZ8L4wWzO_T6DJ8Ht6VfUm9UMQhbQbb0DR1-_-A_zAr7yQfH7qmZCZLl3kB-lCbklE6HThVoOo1NZMI/s320/IMG_2046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266755811061713842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yep, All of the cupcakes go home<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKnbACcqGLv8CvdOO8Wb1wqSWH7DT5kuwntNRC0WBjc33tOJXrmYv9lgFw__NKPNM7RGsUGGsfTlcmurtTC0zYz3ztFAoM-MpXnZ5A2eQi4dCBaHATVARdADyIHr0v9qcnpNKE7nzgVck/s1600-h/IMG_2059.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKnbACcqGLv8CvdOO8Wb1wqSWH7DT5kuwntNRC0WBjc33tOJXrmYv9lgFw__NKPNM7RGsUGGsfTlcmurtTC0zYz3ztFAoM-MpXnZ5A2eQi4dCBaHATVARdADyIHr0v9qcnpNKE7nzgVck/s320/IMG_2059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266755804547598706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMXZUqUnHYdbrrn0whAhXlyLVhGZ6MdY3HfHkKTDP76gUney9B_xHqGp713W-zPjRGQOdud97e-84sjxVP_EI38KjQQvC7MmYXfEZm9-HWYT4pFMvXF36zibCNzlkbVoju1rW4leL1vZ8/s1600-h/IMG_2064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMXZUqUnHYdbrrn0whAhXlyLVhGZ6MdY3HfHkKTDP76gUney9B_xHqGp713W-zPjRGQOdud97e-84sjxVP_EI38KjQQvC7MmYXfEZm9-HWYT4pFMvXF36zibCNzlkbVoju1rW4leL1vZ8/s320/IMG_2064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266688630547042706" /></a> Do faces get any cuter than that!! That is one happy pastry chef!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyfn9WuPieqUO8ILUPUStNAa3YPDrU3iqVcgW3TprW3B6aQmMA4ybaINWnLOv57By3LGnEW8M3Ij1LSmlQ_iYc4ac5esZnSUPQOyjF-XB3w7dKUx3Nm0WK-ogD1xQE33RyRByL9d2vxc/s1600-h/IMG_2069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyfn9WuPieqUO8ILUPUStNAa3YPDrU3iqVcgW3TprW3B6aQmMA4ybaINWnLOv57By3LGnEW8M3Ij1LSmlQ_iYc4ac5esZnSUPQOyjF-XB3w7dKUx3Nm0WK-ogD1xQE33RyRByL9d2vxc/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266688619280575090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXEFMFWdLmUIAmGeBgawnnsFjG2nx2dQY6bJpGvs-apVc2FoqeAuZQWN360aCnlmPDFcMwsiMkUnmflZbmvOVnuw4Bh8Xd5QHsUWaEA3be_JfULcWKi6UJSG4eIk_UIBqR_Oe8jIiVnM/s1600-h/IMG_2078.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEXEFMFWdLmUIAmGeBgawnnsFjG2nx2dQY6bJpGvs-apVc2FoqeAuZQWN360aCnlmPDFcMwsiMkUnmflZbmvOVnuw4Bh8Xd5QHsUWaEA3be_JfULcWKi6UJSG4eIk_UIBqR_Oe8jIiVnM/s320/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266688607033958530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Anabelle...........was anabelle!!! You'll see what I'm talking about later. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4vnsX1wDz-HBvY3EgYWOViK3M01CnjOAJ2-Sy6KiMEIBehJiAgP2ZHvfA8NPwIudhZiA_EWEN46F6T8jDa217gQkR7qBnSzJussKulvOf7sbTpR2ehtClZw4ES2P7ZfyWAkoSqMn_GQ/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4vnsX1wDz-HBvY3EgYWOViK3M01CnjOAJ2-Sy6KiMEIBehJiAgP2ZHvfA8NPwIudhZiA_EWEN46F6T8jDa217gQkR7qBnSzJussKulvOf7sbTpR2ehtClZw4ES2P7ZfyWAkoSqMn_GQ/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685142410910082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yep, ALL of the cupcakes go home.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhRzNuZ25IEsEZUwoVbLje5pU7pI6bQP47fhFIxQECi9gg2yNkFwjAjUYdA6H8-Im6_MXQtbc6TPQUpBgNNpk0y5PlTPHepOT1VXgSoUG5PpEBFsxBN826AhqnhLXXOquK-UUVGvy-b8/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhRzNuZ25IEsEZUwoVbLje5pU7pI6bQP47fhFIxQECi9gg2yNkFwjAjUYdA6H8-Im6_MXQtbc6TPQUpBgNNpk0y5PlTPHepOT1VXgSoUG5PpEBFsxBN826AhqnhLXXOquK-UUVGvy-b8/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685129478814866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">She was just so into this. I was really surprised at how long this held her attention. She totally helped with every step.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmmgaEC4MJw2OUFXa4pW73B4ZiqwLmVji4mnvgPz0psgc2JnYUg8Ku3lq_eI3AeIfqTFAI_kKC4fGUc_QlpFIyjhVrw9OPfhyphenhyphentaXFWthxK-ZBpnvvohsxnpUtXAUXuyzCRwYgiK67HS2A/s1600-h/IMG_2022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmmgaEC4MJw2OUFXa4pW73B4ZiqwLmVji4mnvgPz0psgc2JnYUg8Ku3lq_eI3AeIfqTFAI_kKC4fGUc_QlpFIyjhVrw9OPfhyphenhyphentaXFWthxK-ZBpnvvohsxnpUtXAUXuyzCRwYgiK67HS2A/s320/IMG_2022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266685121271258386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Uh-huh, I didn't get tempted to eat ANY of them.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj873gWN0R2k4tCAEVa7UU3Wa5UjJpy0i65c7s_6_7dPfGzPIbohc6cXE6GBO8L-JeOeYG6TfnaKyCo8mhtWe7BzdzAEc4JTIRp2rSTj52Aio_YNgNKZRFbm2U0yQj8KxRZbItao3gHK_Y/s1600-h/IMG_2026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj873gWN0R2k4tCAEVa7UU3Wa5UjJpy0i65c7s_6_7dPfGzPIbohc6cXE6GBO8L-JeOeYG6TfnaKyCo8mhtWe7BzdzAEc4JTIRp2rSTj52Aio_YNgNKZRFbm2U0yQj8KxRZbItao3gHK_Y/s320/IMG_2026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683112919427570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sophie did these when I was on the phone. She got a stool, got the things she needed and just proceeded while I was pre-occupied. Did they turn out cute or what??</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCn5Kr58VIf7pKle5BMMbCzuZ1s4JmJQP0ooraOAv5I4qWSG2ok11H_AD2yY_ZuiKBuQe1L80hX11w5vcDkaWSyeLSvPfn_tkx1tM2mKbOj6R7cpXytaqqr7m7qgAXzR3Fd9jbjP9CKxI/s1600-h/IMG_2030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCn5Kr58VIf7pKle5BMMbCzuZ1s4JmJQP0ooraOAv5I4qWSG2ok11H_AD2yY_ZuiKBuQe1L80hX11w5vcDkaWSyeLSvPfn_tkx1tM2mKbOj6R7cpXytaqqr7m7qgAXzR3Fd9jbjP9CKxI/s320/IMG_2030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683096868153170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Anabelle was so proud of herself. And then she started to get VERY creative.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GLhvmGBnQYuGc2-GIZaN_BseV0NoTiX_0TloKlReGshE__V8QGZN3HuMuKPFXstAX4rqz7ok6Bb5rYsbuiFyt6hjxgk1OsdyBzAE5uQXRi7008-y4zOk1k5BDaJjgg9X971yQwxMYRk/s1600-h/IMG_2033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GLhvmGBnQYuGc2-GIZaN_BseV0NoTiX_0TloKlReGshE__V8QGZN3HuMuKPFXstAX4rqz7ok6Bb5rYsbuiFyt6hjxgk1OsdyBzAE5uQXRi7008-y4zOk1k5BDaJjgg9X971yQwxMYRk/s320/IMG_2033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683089159440322" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWnhtOucopAHV7XdPYjvSAYJScYq6N7qPgVU8SoBmjrP5BgvPEjUPUXafMAUBMX8cSIHvy6U4fLd6E6V6RHHWzf8mAAkN3ZM-_8G-3dy2wa0kO-rSFWHDsNkAgmDJ2xBh_XWfMohCjd8I/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWnhtOucopAHV7XdPYjvSAYJScYq6N7qPgVU8SoBmjrP5BgvPEjUPUXafMAUBMX8cSIHvy6U4fLd6E6V6RHHWzf8mAAkN3ZM-_8G-3dy2wa0kO-rSFWHDsNkAgmDJ2xBh_XWfMohCjd8I/s320/IMG_2036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266683083137431218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">By the time she was done, we had a mess that Anabelle is so good at doing. She can take the most unmessy thing in the world, and still turn it in to a disaster. A cute disaster.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTalCgs7r8kILxlociCotqr1eMDSGY11oEd18yDBhTi85u2fmDHrQ0UP7e3eluKMBJQW0yu5jKiRpnC9LOCGhaCenxxnzkCDXF24RtVDssYW4ykEe452SIE6Wf3k5fd9kNm7BqKgAStI/s1600-h/IMG_2038.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCTalCgs7r8kILxlociCotqr1eMDSGY11oEd18yDBhTi85u2fmDHrQ0UP7e3eluKMBJQW0yu5jKiRpnC9LOCGhaCenxxnzkCDXF24RtVDssYW4ykEe452SIE6Wf3k5fd9kNm7BqKgAStI/s320/IMG_2038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266680644993624210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks, girls for a fun time. I can't think of anybody that I would rather be in the kitchen with. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(except maybe, um......</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">never mind.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">)</span></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-38732194232769413792008-11-03T15:40:00.000-08:002008-11-03T16:35:58.542-08:00Horse Cents<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Du_5wyDefaS6XCZCvpyNQRpDH6XxqbgMauhk5oWyUNQ7Yt-nkWh3PeEPH34FBPubFAdl4LzP4Nsx06BARPwRodkL6XrktEJSvzryv4wk9f772a9JyHFFFf54qC2qgK4RkKRTcZ505qU/s1600-h/horse+cents"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264588280993334482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3Du_5wyDefaS6XCZCvpyNQRpDH6XxqbgMauhk5oWyUNQ7Yt-nkWh3PeEPH34FBPubFAdl4LzP4Nsx06BARPwRodkL6XrktEJSvzryv4wk9f772a9JyHFFFf54qC2qgK4RkKRTcZ505qU/s320/horse+cents" border="0" /></a> My friend, Jolene and I were exercising a few days ago and she told me about a friend of hers that was struggling financially, but then she started boarding horses, and now she makes big bucks (no pun intended). So after her telling me about this, I got this brilliant "think in my brain", about, why don't she and I start a horse boarding business, I mean how hard can it be??<br /><div>All you have to do is feed them, and I know how to feed people, and I'm sure that people are WAY harder to please than horses. We just need to find a little plot of land, and maybe our husbands could build a little barny type thing, or get a really big "tough shed", and then we'd be in business. I know you're all thinking, what do they know about horses, but here's the thing.....</div><div>my <em>mom</em> wrote a paper about horses when she was in high school, and like the teacher told her that it was really good and that she should even publish it!!, So there you go, she could help us.</div><div>Plus, my brother who lives in St George just actually <em>bought</em> a horse, so I could call him if I had any questions about horse stuff, and I'd say that we are really close, as far as siblings go, so I know he'd help us. And, this thought just popped in my head right now, but it's really a big thing, I just remembered that my daughter actually lives across the street from a horse pasture, and every time I go to her house, we sit and stare out the window and watch the horses, because we love them. And not only that, but one time she called me and told me that one of the horses actually got caught in the barbed wire, and it pretty much ripped its guts out, and they were just hanging there, and the horse was going crazy with pain, so they called the cops and the cops came and put the horse down (thats horse talk for KILLED IT). So, of course I would know better than to use barbed wire. So as you can see, my family is all about horses! And I figure anything else we need to know we can just find on the internet because doesn't the internet make an expert out of everybody?? The way I see it, since I seem to have all of the know-how, then I would be the brains behind the business, and Jolene could do the labor part. Even with the delicate economy and all, I think we could still make a lot of money, because, think of it--The horses aren't just gonna all go away because of wall street, if anything, they are going to reproduce little horses even more because, you know, that's free. Then think of it, we'd have a whole lot of new customers/ponies/colts. I'm just posting this so that if you know anybody with a horse, you can tell them about us.</div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-32443496060723890542008-11-02T19:48:00.000-08:002008-11-24T06:11:49.820-08:00What can I say...I'm in LOVE!!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">What a fun couple of weeks!! We have been taking care of Anabelle and Carston and loved every minute of it!! They are such cute children!! (do i really sound like a grandma?) I especially loved it when Kevin came to take them home last week after they had stayed at our house for several days, and they were both crying because they didn't want to go home. Now that is SUCCESS!!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Just look at this little guy. Isn't he darling? He is only 6 days old in this picture.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVwbhWb2K_zy-pBcB3kLTEsafuRFk0QSkjr6d-fjo-QQMeAi3qox_f_WolJ6Zw_5f4rNqrlXsMZ9ZulG-JrALyVlawQDnGzD5-RApKdHtKr8xpnNxzRnNKqoAe3THN1j1H5juZTcrPvU/s1600-h/IMG_1811.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264278506269770658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVwbhWb2K_zy-pBcB3kLTEsafuRFk0QSkjr6d-fjo-QQMeAi3qox_f_WolJ6Zw_5f4rNqrlXsMZ9ZulG-JrALyVlawQDnGzD5-RApKdHtKr8xpnNxzRnNKqoAe3THN1j1H5juZTcrPvU/s320/IMG_1811.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I tell you, I have a thing for feet. Especially baby feet.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmssy7IDeYmv8nBJsIJbAQA1k7FDYlEtiNM0faV904l-tjGiCjHCerBGE4WcRY5ccKrC7iJsMo_e15-DTHE3CsG6hMGsU9ek8SltdXSW0itdEPqzyJ3jBmzzyqkgv_ihLKvVY83-zbewE/s1600-h/IMG_1823.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264278503924000226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmssy7IDeYmv8nBJsIJbAQA1k7FDYlEtiNM0faV904l-tjGiCjHCerBGE4WcRY5ccKrC7iJsMo_e15-DTHE3CsG6hMGsU9ek8SltdXSW0itdEPqzyJ3jBmzzyqkgv_ihLKvVY83-zbewE/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">I caught this moment with Anabelle kissing Benson. This is totally unstaged, favorite kind of picture. I love to just capture the "real" tender moments.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUB3nK879rjdqHZE4qgXSgeOvIViUioeE_U4s9WlsiixZLTuGWIx5UmfoJfq31A4ROXYnkTDMTjGOVxaRXyhfuNrf7CqyEmq9x-557rVcJ-7802lBlipHEmQLiOn8zmai20qm9DzytFw/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264278497319541682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyUB3nK879rjdqHZE4qgXSgeOvIViUioeE_U4s9WlsiixZLTuGWIx5UmfoJfq31A4ROXYnkTDMTjGOVxaRXyhfuNrf7CqyEmq9x-557rVcJ-7802lBlipHEmQLiOn8zmai20qm9DzytFw/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Don't report us for baby abuse. Honestly, we warmed up the pumpkin first, he just didn't like being undressed. We HAD to take this picture though, because we have a tradition of taking pictures of the babies IN a punpkin for their first Halloween. Benson should just be glad that we didn't put him INSIDE the pumpkin.<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5n9nzFGKwwQZvhTbyWtPrreB351AFQBE2o7QFqNfQr2NAfMSuIq5BPzCZAREqtdCIblNGGSNVaqTaJ-4GAn6ZSUVWYLtmWcm26CoGJ2Y-UL4d0R_8ALPOcPsRJYjHoodGJEXgFQVu79Y/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264282689945429634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5n9nzFGKwwQZvhTbyWtPrreB351AFQBE2o7QFqNfQr2NAfMSuIq5BPzCZAREqtdCIblNGGSNVaqTaJ-4GAn6ZSUVWYLtmWcm26CoGJ2Y-UL4d0R_8ALPOcPsRJYjHoodGJEXgFQVu79Y/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The "thing" about feet. Aren't they little! I love them.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQDfKThy5ZApKpiO_fYTjrkQcGVnT-BIyKF680z7EmQTY_UPyIBuXmRG4SN5byoujQtsfxRAmPNsZkOQz0732eXDLbh5jh44XUwCZFQYR-_fsE44wF3GMosWRhRnwovXaTImPD0V_qx6s/s1600-h/IMG_1971.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276941936187794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQDfKThy5ZApKpiO_fYTjrkQcGVnT-BIyKF680z7EmQTY_UPyIBuXmRG4SN5byoujQtsfxRAmPNsZkOQz0732eXDLbh5jh44XUwCZFQYR-_fsE44wF3GMosWRhRnwovXaTImPD0V_qx6s/s320/IMG_1971.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">FEET<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEdf6M8ubg7BhGulizZr50jPmVmlgE_J6wao3XQ_VyrHOLolw7VtAn7N8nJiCGRTkFlhiMsbc2RnSX2BoymGLZYlnHkf5UJBS850XgHNbj6ytxz7lwVpSSuPN0At3UMnJnTLHsOKGYd4/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276933824298082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaEdf6M8ubg7BhGulizZr50jPmVmlgE_J6wao3XQ_VyrHOLolw7VtAn7N8nJiCGRTkFlhiMsbc2RnSX2BoymGLZYlnHkf5UJBS850XgHNbj6ytxz7lwVpSSuPN0At3UMnJnTLHsOKGYd4/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi412q_I4NumTGgSVcVGwXqElV3a45dsxpJBUacOEQdmHzr7DxkBkPLAF7atPebH-hupNVJSnd5nM2IZ7mUToOwR7STWcL34LjOROCFmAKtHLExSW6ilcl6cvBI6IzPhh57u3Wc1MYQUOE/s1600-h/IMG_1961.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264275988018381618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi412q_I4NumTGgSVcVGwXqElV3a45dsxpJBUacOEQdmHzr7DxkBkPLAF7atPebH-hupNVJSnd5nM2IZ7mUToOwR7STWcL34LjOROCFmAKtHLExSW6ilcl6cvBI6IzPhh57u3Wc1MYQUOE/s320/IMG_1961.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUvLkRNXYYk4FHioKVxQnnFzD2jXc3T0ZYUr6MvG3Y5bKdlIoms9iRjdgx6bJWDg2zY0WomriReztAIaKVtZKzn-akJsTmVzvvRIHo7f5lARMnQ3ueC3pOASyr-Un7-ILsTbWC3JOpLY/s1600-h/IMG_1964.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264275978004614130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAUvLkRNXYYk4FHioKVxQnnFzD2jXc3T0ZYUr6MvG3Y5bKdlIoms9iRjdgx6bJWDg2zY0WomriReztAIaKVtZKzn-akJsTmVzvvRIHo7f5lARMnQ3ueC3pOASyr-Un7-ILsTbWC3JOpLY/s320/IMG_1964.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="center">This was another one of those "tender moments".<br /></p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji06kN5GCTy4AtRe7lQC577YYlPkqx0x_m5oFmEsbsLfE15IEgs_tf-PDfwQMmhDK4LDRSRoD05XQ3EkwADTmnxCw0LlKosW6cUM-DD3yezF5GZgAVRULNz7UPkhXFkvevrVdXTmCcYPY/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264275969480792626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji06kN5GCTy4AtRe7lQC577YYlPkqx0x_m5oFmEsbsLfE15IEgs_tf-PDfwQMmhDK4LDRSRoD05XQ3EkwADTmnxCw0LlKosW6cUM-DD3yezF5GZgAVRULNz7UPkhXFkvevrVdXTmCcYPY/s320/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3CtkTMmfX4L4GNHGlqM4bROwdFlIkSU7ngXUWe5G8Mkam21JhzVuBOgNZMG5a_OLMbew8w72UZxRnBjnKo3dAN0Fw44rn5_4YGlJt8zEGMnc4ZNWgzu1_BnCAXeOzhDrHF-k-ZRQ5tw/s1600-h/IMG_1984.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264275957701551874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3CtkTMmfX4L4GNHGlqM4bROwdFlIkSU7ngXUWe5G8Mkam21JhzVuBOgNZMG5a_OLMbew8w72UZxRnBjnKo3dAN0Fw44rn5_4YGlJt8zEGMnc4ZNWgzu1_BnCAXeOzhDrHF-k-ZRQ5tw/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:0;"><span style="font-size:0;"></span></span>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-4246978262781750282008-10-21T19:20:00.000-07:002008-10-22T10:55:24.525-07:00Happy Birthday, Benson!!<div align="left">Today is the kind of day us <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;">grandmas</span></strong> live for!!! I always say grandchildren are the WHOLE reason that we didn't kill our kids! Today we got to add <span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">ONE <span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;">more child to our collection. (Did I mention that we collect grandkids??) </span></span>Benson was born to Tiffany and Kevin this morning around 8:30.<br /><br /></div><div align="center">This is a picture of Tiffany on Sunday. Boy, (no PUN intended) was so she ready to have this whole thing over with!!</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgScifQL-sDtTy9-Shh17p7d7ISupve3sR7WFAFyo9rvkartescFxljtCtIE5hlbawEvh3dGzsXqb13hT_zGxynoi-W_PZOMtTc_0Hiy_LlsD_TtLnJ7swxoXXfNmDkdVK0Y5pJ0Rtu_1E/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259819529621713650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgScifQL-sDtTy9-Shh17p7d7ISupve3sR7WFAFyo9rvkartescFxljtCtIE5hlbawEvh3dGzsXqb13hT_zGxynoi-W_PZOMtTc_0Hiy_LlsD_TtLnJ7swxoXXfNmDkdVK0Y5pJ0Rtu_1E/s320/IMG_1733.JPG" border="0" /></a> Benson weighed in at 6 lbs 11 ozs. and is 19 inches long. Rick and I brought the kids into the hospital at about 10:00 am. This picture is their "first meeting" with him. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZsgS2AR8_qSj471TvMOqzZLREMuU35psZ4K-hq50qVknzZ9AMH8TXCnfIOA4ZTPBm1sYxb7laaNzllcdzw4VSHwcFUU7m3Cy1imS_R1hSt51Tq9jFGXNAfhIifKzEVXyCLr891tWNDY/s1600-h/IMG_1747.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259819525375515282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZsgS2AR8_qSj471TvMOqzZLREMuU35psZ4K-hq50qVknzZ9AMH8TXCnfIOA4ZTPBm1sYxb7laaNzllcdzw4VSHwcFUU7m3Cy1imS_R1hSt51Tq9jFGXNAfhIifKzEVXyCLr891tWNDY/s320/IMG_1747.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Isn't he just the most beautiful baby you have ever seen!!!??? </p><p align="center">He is only a couple of hours old here. </p><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0piB08ZIxl24VW9q5lWvxV4cQvCYo3QC0EMp0qpHjux1IUreVcOPNJI668dXyGXtrsVNRkGiHWbdlJWuccTJaafijgr8AV_SIXXGMPxYb6GLfhDlyZ4rcCyv9ANexNbnOKE6BfWH2-k/s1600-h/IMG_1749.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259817426207152594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0piB08ZIxl24VW9q5lWvxV4cQvCYo3QC0EMp0qpHjux1IUreVcOPNJI668dXyGXtrsVNRkGiHWbdlJWuccTJaafijgr8AV_SIXXGMPxYb6GLfhDlyZ4rcCyv9ANexNbnOKE6BfWH2-k/s320/IMG_1749.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259817429144406066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPAVYlh9qubTVCZdW6UEIlk2GoVibvEIgc_r3tFmpewvDnld2jZWJsSZjbBxF0EEibPgj8aGAe-r0rBRWZW8sMTesMSsWiIZjSoV4RbfqUeytQCLZDgPh3BtQvWMrSKjYW2QDuLgI-AQ/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">proud, </span><span style="font-size:85%;">proud, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">proud, </span><span style="font-size:130%;">proud, </span><span style="font-size:180%;">proud </span><span style="font-size:100%;">grandma!!</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYVNAgvEqpmjAoOZnGjQr___KqOVjuy_Pz7uswmp3MAxxIa-i-eUMQDaIR45xgJqTwzOz9KLIdsmZF_yevdjsKZTJJaG8IVW6E3SI2FaEXMKkiGzb3TdFeLY6298s8uRYeKojF1HoJDw/s1600-h/IMG_1763.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259815524237293394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYVNAgvEqpmjAoOZnGjQr___KqOVjuy_Pz7uswmp3MAxxIa-i-eUMQDaIR45xgJqTwzOz9KLIdsmZF_yevdjsKZTJJaG8IVW6E3SI2FaEXMKkiGzb3TdFeLY6298s8uRYeKojF1HoJDw/s320/IMG_1763.JPG" border="0" /></a>There is a lot of Carston in this little guy. </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRTPW-iKngYO_ar7uar1c3GCqU7oAvyy-MJZ8LsT-8eO87_GmD1JkaiJZ5exeTVVQlREfwXbPqg9BGQye6aRCkm4PzWKBrE3EczuxK75AlP4wpOYhaThMQEnLgKM3S_RQOeVii5mawQXQ/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259815531205884674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRTPW-iKngYO_ar7uar1c3GCqU7oAvyy-MJZ8LsT-8eO87_GmD1JkaiJZ5exeTVVQlREfwXbPqg9BGQye6aRCkm4PzWKBrE3EczuxK75AlP4wpOYhaThMQEnLgKM3S_RQOeVii5mawQXQ/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpRouLUgmEkkj_NdZHp3C7DgzWqtrgImGY2byQYzbq6Ieq7v2UyysEYzwztIeoQB7Mt2FTa4yoQx-cOCoF96P02kokT2J-6_DpJAWoDEbKl9HH_X4uuoJQeK6XEwORu5Vgp1d_M-kECY/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259813331307369682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJpRouLUgmEkkj_NdZHp3C7DgzWqtrgImGY2byQYzbq6Ieq7v2UyysEYzwztIeoQB7Mt2FTa4yoQx-cOCoF96P02kokT2J-6_DpJAWoDEbKl9HH_X4uuoJQeK6XEwORu5Vgp1d_M-kECY/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" /></a>When Carston held him, I asked him, "so what are you going to teach your brother? " He thought for a minute and then said (like only a GUY can say), "I'm going to teach him how to use a remote."<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLEsBaXogvdrXm4ECb1Sx0USsgYVg0vYE67ZdU2oSdSjfK94OxCXXU04VV4esJgwfClMZdW7HSOZgSkJ0X97jLXugueD3ffQfxBLcDZbHhgl9fygpE5sxjjl7wuKrUY4M4r1vV_EdTrKE/s1600-h/IMG_1771.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259813341506700962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLEsBaXogvdrXm4ECb1Sx0USsgYVg0vYE67ZdU2oSdSjfK94OxCXXU04VV4esJgwfClMZdW7HSOZgSkJ0X97jLXugueD3ffQfxBLcDZbHhgl9fygpE5sxjjl7wuKrUY4M4r1vV_EdTrKE/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Tiffany looks beautiful, <em>especially</em> considering that she has just barely delivered!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJkItO8fEDO2RGJIqzOLeaaKitElAee9XU5Dh5LS5p33YU7bHUIWu5JNpVSb4cIcYJOg4JkhT9CU3Jgx9YMxQrHhygHtUh-y5VSk0pLH4-yaTREesec0ZEqQQnEW4_Ot1Y7HP7XG0eAM/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259806032118974050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoJkItO8fEDO2RGJIqzOLeaaKitElAee9XU5Dh5LS5p33YU7bHUIWu5JNpVSb4cIcYJOg4JkhT9CU3Jgx9YMxQrHhygHtUh-y5VSk0pLH4-yaTREesec0ZEqQQnEW4_Ot1Y7HP7XG0eAM/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" /></a>Carston and Anabelle "Chose" some flowers for their mom, and they were VERY proud of their choice. They wanted us to take a picture of them.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi870SBuA5d98NuC35nFXez-sLHAr0NTgfshUvbKGUL60QEwF5aSe5cdGq5YlvHfie6fl5YZJXdPyT2OC5beX2eU2dJQspVpnffPUAVbAsFS67BARzzHN_Xatz8D2OJeNWm4AZf8kKi2Mk/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259806038631163554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi870SBuA5d98NuC35nFXez-sLHAr0NTgfshUvbKGUL60QEwF5aSe5cdGq5YlvHfie6fl5YZJXdPyT2OC5beX2eU2dJQspVpnffPUAVbAsFS67BARzzHN_Xatz8D2OJeNWm4AZf8kKi2Mk/s320/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />What a beautiful picture! Pictures like this are what <strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">LIFE</span></strong> is ALL about. I love being a Grandma. Watching my family grow brings me more joy than anything else in my life. I am so thankful that we can be together as a family forever.<br /><br />There is no greater blessing.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXyzxJ3ApbAuE0YhEy5cIo0UCft5geQW1_J3lcynO7SZkiPhaaEScfjZ4YxKCh2djLipn5zacNGIfukybk3c4Pelt_fm1dNITAIPu9U87wTOrQf0FfNStKJEjuVsm81p2HnfDzohyyKuw/s1600-h/IMG_1783.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259802814972354530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXyzxJ3ApbAuE0YhEy5cIo0UCft5geQW1_J3lcynO7SZkiPhaaEScfjZ4YxKCh2djLipn5zacNGIfukybk3c4Pelt_fm1dNITAIPu9U87wTOrQf0FfNStKJEjuVsm81p2HnfDzohyyKuw/s320/IMG_1783.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thank you, Kevin and Tiffany for a wonderful day and a beautiful family.<br /><div></div></div><br /></div></span>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-69526157542956050452008-10-15T20:29:00.001-07:002008-10-16T06:05:22.300-07:00Cody Gets a Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uIPEhqmv1nTTGO0CXQEytj_rp5wer5ANYASCBniYxKyVrsdmfCrwp5OI6B-vRif0OZTkqehUcr7LLPDU1o1QICe4W1BuMPixUC_wO2aqmFj1njIlbjO_C_-QUDidd7dBPzC6lW5QO5w/s1600-h/IMG_8729.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257597842419712306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uIPEhqmv1nTTGO0CXQEytj_rp5wer5ANYASCBniYxKyVrsdmfCrwp5OI6B-vRif0OZTkqehUcr7LLPDU1o1QICe4W1BuMPixUC_wO2aqmFj1njIlbjO_C_-QUDidd7dBPzC6lW5QO5w/s320/IMG_8729.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">A couple of Sunday's ago we went to a Boy Scout Court of Honor for Cody's troop. We are so in-to the scouting thing, that when he put on his shirt, he discoverd that it was a size too small, so when hegot to the church he traded shirts with one of the younger boys who was wearing a very large shirt. It worked out perfectly for BOTH boys. I just hate to buy him a new shirt at this point in the game--but I might just have too!</span> He was finally awarded his "Life" rank. We were so proud of him, but unfortunately, I forgot my camera. (what kind of blogger am I?)<br /><div align="left">This reminded me of when he was a cub scout and he loved scouting so much that he announced that he was going to be <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;">"the world's best <span style="color:#ffcc00;">SCOUT!</span><span style="color:#000099;">" </span></span></strong><span style="color:#000000;">His enthusiasm has dimmed a tiny bit, but at least he is still working on his goal of getting his </span>eagle. Now he just has to fill out his paperwork, and do his eagle project, (does anybody have any good ideas??<br /></div><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOH4xVEnhf-TBD7ZjKtJg3gEjvrFegB-5XzLf9tIZYj7VaQ-JxgUjA4g1S6BGhHxiCWLCjiMpOl4f8MMY_VT9GlKiebKRmGZFwxxzooW_SISrRhipvYIPHaAzZfoJfAyMaCvFeuj_eCh8/s1600-h/IMG_1675.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257590072043275442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOH4xVEnhf-TBD7ZjKtJg3gEjvrFegB-5XzLf9tIZYj7VaQ-JxgUjA4g1S6BGhHxiCWLCjiMpOl4f8MMY_VT9GlKiebKRmGZFwxxzooW_SISrRhipvYIPHaAzZfoJfAyMaCvFeuj_eCh8/s320/IMG_1675.JPG" border="0" /></a> ....................and really, Cody does "have a life"!! He was been very busy these last few months, playing football for high school. We are all looking forward to seeing him a lot more. He only has ONE-<span style="font-size:180%;">1</span><span style="font-size:100%;">-Uno more game, and then we get him back!! I might sound like his mother, but he is such a good/cute kid! And doesn't he look cute in his football costume?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">GOOD JOB, Cody!</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;">You have a LIFE!</span></strong> </span></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-37492552839237164502008-10-12T20:39:00.000-07:002008-10-12T20:49:05.697-07:00Snow Cookies<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478880539601714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga200QlD2hMY4LDd9VaB6ZEgaVIHw8h9lFcDHXxxUxoZ0C9auBKK3ygSJ0ACyTAOp_fDogLLqv2KVPr2s3KBeJv_QwpBSnT5rWUWMMOvzPuLpia_ED24QjuxN5nmEJLq4Ml_hDyHlqGqw/s320/IMG_1626.JPG" border="0" /><br />Carston went outside and came in with a little piece of snow, and asked Anabelle if she wanted a <span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">"snow cookie"</span> Of course she wanted one, and she loved it!! I don't exactly know the recipe on this one, just ask Carston. All I know is that they must be really easy, because he was only outside for a split second. <span style="font-size:85%;">Now that's my kind of recipe!!</span><br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-74787839111283753292008-10-12T12:35:00.001-07:002008-10-12T12:35:15.312-07:00cupcake sudoku<p>Who'd've Thought?   Sudoku and Cupcakes brought together into ONE <strong>FUN (and not even messy) </strong>activity.</p> <p><a href="http://www.beckysweb.co.uk/sudoku/flickrsudoku.asp?t=cupcake&un=&sz=mm&lv=001&sg=560000800010308000082000007087000091409641503150400720100000920000702040003000078&sk1=412&sk2=494&sk3=387&sk4=7&sk5=93&sk6=465&sk7=54&sk8=394&sk9=397&skn=110000100010101000011000001011000011101101101110000110100000110000101010001000011&sx=500">cupcake sudoku</a></p> Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-88803919879067458092008-10-11T11:06:00.000-07:002008-10-11T11:08:46.074-07:00Mom Jeans<p align="center">The jeans that give you the support you need.</p><p align="center"><object height="296" width="512"><param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/M12h0LZQBaPz9-9y4hzpZQ"><embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/M12h0LZQBaPz9-9y4hzpZQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="296"></embed></object></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-37015170952168622542008-10-03T19:56:00.000-07:002008-10-05T14:49:21.582-07:00See Grandpa Cook<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">See grandpa. See grandpa cook. See grandpa cook about the only thing he knows how to cook at home. Cook, grandpa, cook! </span></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBP5kEdDhzynh9WJpqx-ck3I8Sbp1OaJBfIyec5gjViW4z0B734XPs4jY6bgl8gVL9mHh9cTZqPYzEPsWx0Rn8EsQ8vqm-wfZxYRYX3M6RmqGJWtEFzAopYdBRh4CGvk3fh5n1VZmgasQ/s1600-h/IMG_1473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253129265999638658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBP5kEdDhzynh9WJpqx-ck3I8Sbp1OaJBfIyec5gjViW4z0B734XPs4jY6bgl8gVL9mHh9cTZqPYzEPsWx0Rn8EsQ8vqm-wfZxYRYX3M6RmqGJWtEFzAopYdBRh4CGvk3fh5n1VZmgasQ/s320/IMG_1473.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Grandpa is creative. Grandpa can make funny faces with his eggs. Good job, grandpa! Grandpa can eat his eggs all gone. Grandpa likes to leave the dirty dishes for grandma to clean-up. Grandma likes grandpa's dirty dishes. Smile like the eggs, grandma. Smile!<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0-1QrLgTGSzhPqe03ePaVMjAjYBT56Tr-gtiNia-UeDsU8XVS4pCXYEnQy1EQxbColepE5NdlVg45htCvHckrUazO_Mb4YM_uNV8jNK9ldRSYd3AxNZKxzz9eXAbbxeTa1vwvrqwetc/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253129272545899186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc0-1QrLgTGSzhPqe03ePaVMjAjYBT56Tr-gtiNia-UeDsU8XVS4pCXYEnQy1EQxbColepE5NdlVg45htCvHckrUazO_Mb4YM_uNV8jNK9ldRSYd3AxNZKxzz9eXAbbxeTa1vwvrqwetc/s320/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" /></a>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-53850775258259261522008-09-30T20:45:00.000-07:002008-10-01T11:44:52.139-07:00Chio KneesYesterday little Anabelle was at our house visiting. She was talking "jibberish" and Grandpa Ricky couldn't understand a thing she was saying. He said to her, "You must be Chinese" and she said, "No!" <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">and then pointing to her knees, said</span>,</span> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">"These are Chio Knees!!"</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizbNYBADoOVIKv8gCMccmWA4wjEChrJi_wCMC5sT5_Kj9gWEBURa7sDxJQwgIDbVdx0VVAR1It8jPyRxf4QXvmsuDEKfeNHGG-VaUoplSAuOBmCvfY6AaV8Bw15kHcbO313SB85O-sIiQ/s1600-h/IMG_1475.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252028052299176114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizbNYBADoOVIKv8gCMccmWA4wjEChrJi_wCMC5sT5_Kj9gWEBURa7sDxJQwgIDbVdx0VVAR1It8jPyRxf4QXvmsuDEKfeNHGG-VaUoplSAuOBmCvfY6AaV8Bw15kHcbO313SB85O-sIiQ/s320/IMG_1475.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"> Is that cute, or what??!!<br /></span></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-80164545937935127852008-09-30T18:08:00.000-07:002008-10-05T14:48:56.218-07:00My brother, Blair Don<div align="left">On Sunday, my little brother, Blair invited my to take pictures of his family. His oldest son, Sean is leaving next week to go to Turkey to teach English, for at least one year. These were a few of my favorite pictures:</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023220876995666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiqeYvu7vMgon81f6mUPuCvxClGe-T5nKKHHvm1UZjiEOi1mf9oUW_uwBRfL388g1XQyWjIc0O3nn45UcHSuiFGFTZiOFs5XFsjyK3R8bmIi7YWoFOXxOjnQs8IIk7zCpqDIEGIveTmXA/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Which is the mother and which is the daughter??? It's hard to tell!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9WGfIzg3Ge8U5zM9hGrWL5ckjXrO1PYAzhegZ1DTULnMqhg4byFqmgiWcMHHyO0JMWsW9_RjkJML2slNZY6qQmx41SJ-TqqOLj7W1biNmB84Pt9a3XC1i4cJP2FzvyhWehGXbA4otUg/s1600-h/IMG_1348.JPG"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995108138312674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9WGfIzg3Ge8U5zM9hGrWL5ckjXrO1PYAzhegZ1DTULnMqhg4byFqmgiWcMHHyO0JMWsW9_RjkJML2slNZY6qQmx41SJ-TqqOLj7W1biNmB84Pt9a3XC1i4cJP2FzvyhWehGXbA4otUg/s320/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipTLUX4uV14pdAAzOzS1RnEU0UfgKJB5gOI9mKYOU-LlOWOuXe4BmnAd3h5ngJGv_q150BfXY1Cag-vyHSrF-skJKnu48j_dqgGpM3rkL9YifNjxIJ_R7qx6GpKhiuwC4FsdI-rlWGLrA/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251995107835870738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipTLUX4uV14pdAAzOzS1RnEU0UfgKJB5gOI9mKYOU-LlOWOuXe4BmnAd3h5ngJGv_q150BfXY1Cag-vyHSrF-skJKnu48j_dqgGpM3rkL9YifNjxIJ_R7qx6GpKhiuwC4FsdI-rlWGLrA/s320/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252023215482801442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbqIejWhAsQxx7GdrRi7-DMcY-zP3XjoF0BgZWCS7_OQrsSkc74551xCtWVtL7A_412e2uY42jIBERGFLVdh1KSzAKuuZ7Aaqr049KRbM_qnV3gD_bspTVXNSxZ6lEKjLL9GZ7BC5xN5k/s320/IMG_1297.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeSZT1qRDt7V_GWdSDgQEgkBTGQVsjR15tQzT4ttYti5a5W9ByFjfwIBs-1WDSK2bZkgubBpEnz_PM7MU3ooDXlsBbGq76hbmr_2aqpggvtQBm5lnVCN66KDQiZlY_nLSLrOVUPf9Ut0/s1600-h/IMG_1147.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251991809549290370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeSZT1qRDt7V_GWdSDgQEgkBTGQVsjR15tQzT4ttYti5a5W9ByFjfwIBs-1WDSK2bZkgubBpEnz_PM7MU3ooDXlsBbGq76hbmr_2aqpggvtQBm5lnVCN66KDQiZlY_nLSLrOVUPf9Ut0/s320/IMG_1147.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love this picture of these little guys who are growing up with A LOT of <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">BIG</span> people.</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">space</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphmyeMgVdJm1koKe3g1JcPvJFaRfXyd1psjCopIS7Qy9yGCLhNLkGuuZdf2tSWLUQ4WAoenFW_6C1hklfIkYp6qQBVq9uVWHhjh3PV6hEUwAzaFRo6v1XYiNed_kY6d8BQuN-XOOUnro/s1600-h/IMG_1227.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251991812152923650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphmyeMgVdJm1koKe3g1JcPvJFaRfXyd1psjCopIS7Qy9yGCLhNLkGuuZdf2tSWLUQ4WAoenFW_6C1hklfIkYp6qQBVq9uVWHhjh3PV6hEUwAzaFRo6v1XYiNed_kY6d8BQuN-XOOUnro/s320/IMG_1227.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4GleFFOKbAwyXd1fgNOgi4XFFvlL7JdnBFZK8risaRlCB6Uo3cUnZ60KoYmfk_5wqJfr674DIiniwNHimTpYW_DD_Gy5x3qfUOhbyTW9i0s19moAqYbxyBMIfVcsGXnt-FwYjLqC8QOs/s1600-h/IMG_1202.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251991817304262754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4GleFFOKbAwyXd1fgNOgi4XFFvlL7JdnBFZK8risaRlCB6Uo3cUnZ60KoYmfk_5wqJfr674DIiniwNHimTpYW_DD_Gy5x3qfUOhbyTW9i0s19moAqYbxyBMIfVcsGXnt-FwYjLqC8QOs/s320/IMG_1202.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3llR1vDt-9w1vgxSZaefAhCUgUBbAV-C2EhV0x5wF8N78tICeyF2Dwi9TtVvyBt8Jj1fkXw9foUVnDJbkD1d9IAvYxXISji_znxm1O9H4gl8xSEy0vZn2qHX3x3NAbqNJaubeit-nv_o/s1600-h/IMG_1265.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251991822269644770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3llR1vDt-9w1vgxSZaefAhCUgUBbAV-C2EhV0x5wF8N78tICeyF2Dwi9TtVvyBt8Jj1fkXw9foUVnDJbkD1d9IAvYxXISji_znxm1O9H4gl8xSEy0vZn2qHX3x3NAbqNJaubeit-nv_o/s320/IMG_1265.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">These are some of the best kids you'll find........and not an ugly one in the bunch.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphRl6g7aimUiypG01LStzlTrSELR_Q7dBDtUyIWtRlsBkt56iJE-pt6GJTqVtj1lnZBqsfL_G28SYhYORY-G-OjytXWi6O1UJBn9uefkfe5hPIVeLMsZBnr6ClUSyfWSJa6NFju64-Es/s1600-h/IMG_1164.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251988854386289250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhphRl6g7aimUiypG01LStzlTrSELR_Q7dBDtUyIWtRlsBkt56iJE-pt6GJTqVtj1lnZBqsfL_G28SYhYORY-G-OjytXWi6O1UJBn9uefkfe5hPIVeLMsZBnr6ClUSyfWSJa6NFju64-Es/s320/IMG_1164.JPG" border="0" /></a> As you might have figured out, I have a thing for butts and legs. </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhdnbheaFj8-bAhdEvU9OVqNSKgb_Vf5rsiRVgaOP0DV52QGlPGkoohDSfJIt1GRMrHxo4H9MiqzENqpBv4nuQq_tMrT6n7WlaaM7kkM8R19CNgGRcwGqkXbfoyo35I80aNDu-dQZPYrs/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251988858718040802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhdnbheaFj8-bAhdEvU9OVqNSKgb_Vf5rsiRVgaOP0DV52QGlPGkoohDSfJIt1GRMrHxo4H9MiqzENqpBv4nuQq_tMrT6n7WlaaM7kkM8R19CNgGRcwGqkXbfoyo35I80aNDu-dQZPYrs/s320/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXHATSurz3LPZCQQQbplb16nvMsErdhgaCywY3ZNLPaOdboycbTRx_Swg4kwx1gRH6ryDum3k5dEIOseYRSjjw1y_Pds1GwUIzDocvfxnD-q4m3BB5isss9hAwDaVUfOKfHDS1W2PLbA/s1600-h/IMG_1188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251988861376049970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPXHATSurz3LPZCQQQbplb16nvMsErdhgaCywY3ZNLPaOdboycbTRx_Swg4kwx1gRH6ryDum3k5dEIOseYRSjjw1y_Pds1GwUIzDocvfxnD-q4m3BB5isss9hAwDaVUfOKfHDS1W2PLbA/s320/IMG_1188.JPG" border="0" /></a> Thanks you guys for a FUN evening. You're the best!! And goodbye Sean. We'll miss you! </div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-34292873065092403992008-09-23T18:43:00.000-07:002008-09-24T13:54:46.555-07:00Cupcake<span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">You can't have a blog with the title <em>Cupcake, </em>and not have a few pictures of them.</span><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">These yummy Carrot Cake Cupcakes are baked in papers that I bought at Sur La Table. They are frosted with cream cheese frosting, but even better is that there is</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;">8 ozs of cream cheese in the batter, too! BONUS!</span> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yR_JYXbichCXQBE0qQxH_6uNZ-TGoOI-eFQRgkl3I7VJD9A4iEmk5rhD7-JHVsEPTGnFOc7SZy59OcxxjW5EJpoNEbacEhaX6ZoWzjCHgruiTPdS7tJEurftduXCrTSPCL66AuxjajU/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249399682952947266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yR_JYXbichCXQBE0qQxH_6uNZ-TGoOI-eFQRgkl3I7VJD9A4iEmk5rhD7-JHVsEPTGnFOc7SZy59OcxxjW5EJpoNEbacEhaX6ZoWzjCHgruiTPdS7tJEurftduXCrTSPCL66AuxjajU/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">I has just "experimenting with these babies. I just made chocolated cake, with a can of pie cherry filling instead of the shortening, Sounds delicioius, but we'll never know, because these just ended up being </span><span style="color:#009900;">DECORATIONS. </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">Would you let anybody eat something that looked this decorative?? </span></span><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">(Plus, my freezer is full of the carrot cakes, and the back to school cakes and the forth of july cakes--I told you we just DON"T eat cake.)</span> </span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFq5kUEqYahYTGRQBONIgSdsh71aZkFq8no9Ny3UibzulhQK4NZDrmmRQwoU2hwqf3DCux7jtFL68AHmQjNslZ0wD_tFq5zdsmzO5QGSKd73x4MPke1ZsU9uPtBiAcDznkpIWGNTKFFco/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249399686832773170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFq5kUEqYahYTGRQBONIgSdsh71aZkFq8no9Ny3UibzulhQK4NZDrmmRQwoU2hwqf3DCux7jtFL68AHmQjNslZ0wD_tFq5zdsmzO5QGSKd73x4MPke1ZsU9uPtBiAcDznkpIWGNTKFFco/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">How long would this last at your house? </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">(We are going on a month now.)</span></strong></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlvx0pgVJjEOq7r5ICIGhSM5rsDNlqLxWurXkDkG8g3UvghPd-7VEua3VIk-0sWSXTGUSUAdz-0ZmNlxAKnK7hQm0Pb48ZECZQK3DNDCHH-4Q4kOJnX6c4fEfg4pj4DB34JJBpxzGmt7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0980.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249399695695975282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlvx0pgVJjEOq7r5ICIGhSM5rsDNlqLxWurXkDkG8g3UvghPd-7VEua3VIk-0sWSXTGUSUAdz-0ZmNlxAKnK7hQm0Pb48ZECZQK3DNDCHH-4Q4kOJnX6c4fEfg4pj4DB34JJBpxzGmt7Q/s320/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" /></a>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-87123794448510717892008-09-01T20:54:00.001-07:002008-09-22T14:24:50.660-07:00The Stinky Great Salt Lake<div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#000000;">Last week Casey, Nichole, Karley and Nickolas and I went the the Great Salt Lake for a "Photo Shoot". We tried to time it just perfectly so that we would not have the bright sunshine to deal with, but we were running a little bit late, so we really had to HURRY. </span></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#000000;"></div><u><span style="color:#0066cc;"></span></u></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvUcV7Yf6IyhLQZrzSqV8l03d5vgYdHVVE8QWjb6Hoa7BIstU5WBKBB39i6sIm4OUd_XDCZ1hVmD-otkyLZya0m_MxFgKmZHG6xBJTlBORuWHLPRdbZD5cDFpPVQYNmtz1jEfOI92_tA/s1600-h/beach.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273761143439314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguvUcV7Yf6IyhLQZrzSqV8l03d5vgYdHVVE8QWjb6Hoa7BIstU5WBKBB39i6sIm4OUd_XDCZ1hVmD-otkyLZya0m_MxFgKmZHG6xBJTlBORuWHLPRdbZD5cDFpPVQYNmtz1jEfOI92_tA/s320/beach.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>This little guy is just about as handsome as they get......even with a slobbery, dirty face! </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_J-CFsE4_AYyeP0hsCLfFD9Nf0qBauVP6hkRlQFJixKALwgKeEDQDTCYQ0O47V5_ooXSKJCJV5ffV-O5Sxf3nqGUQmBQ__3B2_BifS-utl9sdaKzn-pWHIErMD-PtMOlMtd-3GJ3xl6U/s1600-h/IMG_0913.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273766366998466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_J-CFsE4_AYyeP0hsCLfFD9Nf0qBauVP6hkRlQFJixKALwgKeEDQDTCYQ0O47V5_ooXSKJCJV5ffV-O5Sxf3nqGUQmBQ__3B2_BifS-utl9sdaKzn-pWHIErMD-PtMOlMtd-3GJ3xl6U/s320/IMG_0913.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Doesn't it just look like they are having a great family time? It's really nice that the camera doesn't show what really is going on. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckPYIZ5yed3Mqh9lGd1otPl1o2f5oHYS-Hd1rF2uKDnibfSRw1dbXtRtJ2X3vWWgpXy4Im7id96TRm-8prh2GzPpbzo7HunCJa_p480l8ijrfKdVxuyN_dTQaNJ5EDrX5AWdgfmldDUI/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273771550793170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhckPYIZ5yed3Mqh9lGd1otPl1o2f5oHYS-Hd1rF2uKDnibfSRw1dbXtRtJ2X3vWWgpXy4Im7id96TRm-8prh2GzPpbzo7HunCJa_p480l8ijrfKdVxuyN_dTQaNJ5EDrX5AWdgfmldDUI/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>I really love this picture of Nichole with the kids. She is such a cute mother, and I love pictures that aren't posed, that just show a "tender moment". </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0vFWIPNvVIvmfzzS2EDEoKnzXBBpYt7kDuKxDuBYgBYVmfesI9fgaMUcMvVwBWj-oqpwgv63J7ylFAQZlWl_iJ12-IS_k5fhFfbSKaPNoUlzG1O4nJEZqBVAFni0sLYXCRZWgFMGt9Y8/s1600-h/IMG_0069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273773550467074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0vFWIPNvVIvmfzzS2EDEoKnzXBBpYt7kDuKxDuBYgBYVmfesI9fgaMUcMvVwBWj-oqpwgv63J7ylFAQZlWl_iJ12-IS_k5fhFfbSKaPNoUlzG1O4nJEZqBVAFni0sLYXCRZWgFMGt9Y8/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqWV3uSg-4fuhW552ApGzO28lw-wb9OBobSQ4quzCuniUbFNI1nLO29RrQrqXvYlwBKzS0tHQDz0_pzJSXGLN4U6uoud-KQK02AR_5UzSi2-yNcSgBWeLgjE8fW6dPl07llO9gEZ5R2RU/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241273780276321890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqWV3uSg-4fuhW552ApGzO28lw-wb9OBobSQ4quzCuniUbFNI1nLO29RrQrqXvYlwBKzS0tHQDz0_pzJSXGLN4U6uoud-KQK02AR_5UzSi2-yNcSgBWeLgjE8fW6dPl07llO9gEZ5R2RU/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqfks9tkpEjVdkzgkFy71EH2eUvLFSIRJW55EuuufwJIgZx7ryoDB2kJwVaz9iwmDCf4_QxX0R9QHzkui3ecfAg19xEn9hK3spTW7wLkV5y1peVJJC20vs7TEdNW94TrJJKx0sAO0KYnw/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"></a>Of course, my favorite picture was the first one we took. I wish that I would have taken more like this. Aren't they a cute family?? </div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQmX7AW8PYzmKJ-N-aZbxv3Gzlg9MWvp52nlavkZHpSGkp0q5vSyI2olZ5E3paX11nYVbzE9lA7sxBw1P3xbaRrx0UCwE2tNs9QzYiWonybxNzgJKrpf5siSpq2_7ZsEKlCoUXgtSkN0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241270197462000354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQmX7AW8PYzmKJ-N-aZbxv3Gzlg9MWvp52nlavkZHpSGkp0q5vSyI2olZ5E3paX11nYVbzE9lA7sxBw1P3xbaRrx0UCwE2tNs9QzYiWonybxNzgJKrpf5siSpq2_7ZsEKlCoUXgtSkN0Q/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdmYX8qYNPwvL_AAKD0q0Cprt_6rAFpLui9JfXLvx2tHz3WKq_farWaxYjKnM6YuHuEietjZW-8dIP0kMe9akW4xpmAUrdbYQv8vpu86VUZfLDVQIn8X9-Xz29vy7wJdLevRI38Ki8jE/s1600-h/IMG_0896.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241270197781688098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdmYX8qYNPwvL_AAKD0q0Cprt_6rAFpLui9JfXLvx2tHz3WKq_farWaxYjKnM6YuHuEietjZW-8dIP0kMe9akW4xpmAUrdbYQv8vpu86VUZfLDVQIn8X9-Xz29vy7wJdLevRI38Ki8jE/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW_4-sgjkQIO4hvcnCbZO5Xx2LMH00L5Xt75kVk_0CGj8Faal4YZj7Ukof0HE40EjALhLANc_ek4zq4KFijVb7U-9hYkiYBiEXa2nePze76RXsJpaDPcg8-xbkTwuS2nDXq5pD1yVRiQg/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241270199401749346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW_4-sgjkQIO4hvcnCbZO5Xx2LMH00L5Xt75kVk_0CGj8Faal4YZj7Ukof0HE40EjALhLANc_ek4zq4KFijVb7U-9hYkiYBiEXa2nePze76RXsJpaDPcg8-xbkTwuS2nDXq5pD1yVRiQg/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Life just doesn't get any better than this. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNn8JtBkuZDazDA1QSyCausbD-nVrug8v64jhpNSUZL0S9MNxbYGnF_np_69yUXBubqs6TRASjjLD6j1lIxwydmi4mZ2bb5YrexX7pC_dSDJlYyIC8QHBOAFmRTM_WcF7vDii1dAxHf40/s1600-h/IMG_0928.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241270207947230770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNn8JtBkuZDazDA1QSyCausbD-nVrug8v64jhpNSUZL0S9MNxbYGnF_np_69yUXBubqs6TRASjjLD6j1lIxwydmi4mZ2bb5YrexX7pC_dSDJlYyIC8QHBOAFmRTM_WcF7vDii1dAxHf40/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>There are a lot more pictures. Nichole will blog the rest. These are just a few of my favorites.<br /><br /></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-2836313032071093322008-08-29T15:04:00.000-07:002008-09-22T14:25:07.972-07:00Back To School<div align="center">Doesn't "Back to School" just call for a Cupcake??? Sophie and Chloe helped me make these special cupcakes. Chloe helped with the "chalkboards" and Sophie placed the apples, chalk and stars just perfectly on each cake. It doesn't show on the picture, but of course there are also little abc sprinkles on top. Sophie did those, too. What fun!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0RVGtNE2i0jk-Z5utINtcBT8LQ0XUKvRiQ31-Sgk5z15dMPkI8w0f6MypMgWK-BnqGv3b4GcAhlETW4LpnPcVVte6ZAloy_IFnR73B2WGxgZPqy5fJWFK2m9FfCNr5Aqib4JMaRtGyg/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240065373612537250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv0RVGtNE2i0jk-Z5utINtcBT8LQ0XUKvRiQ31-Sgk5z15dMPkI8w0f6MypMgWK-BnqGv3b4GcAhlETW4LpnPcVVte6ZAloy_IFnR73B2WGxgZPqy5fJWFK2m9FfCNr5Aqib4JMaRtGyg/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" /></a> I can't believe that summer is almost over. I always have that "feeling of dread" a few days before school starts. I miss the kids, and the laid-back life of summer. Lindsey started back to Weber, and my baby boy started Viewmont High School. My <em>Baby is a Sophomore???</em> OUCH!<br />Not only that, but he is on the sophomore football team. He had his first game last night, (7-28) and got quite a bit of playing time. Good Job, Cody!! </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw0NePKhRXig_R7gsTVM83k64p3NhSQ5pJO3AEd9zRVggpf2GfgArgBMZ7Fw444VDI5rgFh4-USHFwXze7QEIjrQo_5zQ0FHb9Ff12cn8U6FNvCZUrboqmwIONynlfu5QhHAIPlOuPXE/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240065155970021698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIw0NePKhRXig_R7gsTVM83k64p3NhSQ5pJO3AEd9zRVggpf2GfgArgBMZ7Fw444VDI5rgFh4-USHFwXze7QEIjrQo_5zQ0FHb9Ff12cn8U6FNvCZUrboqmwIONynlfu5QhHAIPlOuPXE/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" width="211" border="0" /></a> Carston also started school as a BIG first grader. Somebody pinch me. Do I really have a grandchild in school full- time? Time is just going by too fast! </div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-17223050469187191452008-08-13T16:16:00.001-07:002008-09-22T14:25:33.093-07:00SleepoverIsn't this a good picture? The background in the most important thing in the picture. See the pillows and sleeping bags? That is because we were having a sleepover! Carston has been talking about this "sleepover" for a long time, and it finally happened. Being the kind and thoughtful guy he is, he gave me the couch, and he took the floor. He also wanted me to have the "coziest yellow sleeping bag, because it is like a coat", but I insisted that he take it, I mean, would it be fair for me to have the best of everything? Carston had the whole night planned, from the movie, ICE AGE, to a healthy midnight snack, to staying up clear until his bedtime, so that we wouldn't be too tired for games the next morning, to going to the park, and of course, waffles for breakfast. Just how does a girl turn down an invitation like that? I was having a great time, until he woke me up when he turned off the movie and decided to "work out' on the exercise bike (at midnight). It took a really creative bedtime story to get him to settle down and get to sleep, but it finally worked!! We had a great time. He is such a sweet kid, I love to be around him. I almost didn't publish this post, because i really don't want anyone to get any ideas about inviting me to sleepovers..........the thing is, <span style="font-size:180%;">this old girl just needs her own bed.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpAJRQR0VfJgCejHHb2qWeHcIZ5R8Oxpk-9bPinCIo_dOdNTLnWGk0Z0BMlBEiyq5gTS7oloaZjVmDy49vCteyjwj67syyb3tFYtja9vSiqZ1owmJL9ymJh24rIiHNJTNeQGllLJ6MwBc/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234146244071810146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpAJRQR0VfJgCejHHb2qWeHcIZ5R8Oxpk-9bPinCIo_dOdNTLnWGk0Z0BMlBEiyq5gTS7oloaZjVmDy49vCteyjwj67syyb3tFYtja9vSiqZ1owmJL9ymJh24rIiHNJTNeQGllLJ6MwBc/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Hey, Thanks Carston!!</strong></span><br /><div></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974973802501269766.post-74491402626727399692008-08-10T19:15:00.001-07:002008-09-22T14:25:48.236-07:00MY CUPCAKE OBSESSIONMy latest hobby is making cupcakes and then taking pictures of them. Then I put some out on a pedistal, (which never get eaten, they just go hard, but for a few days, they look cute) and the rest go into the freezer. (for what, I don't know) Pretty much a lot of work for who knows what.<br /><br />No, wait<strong> I </strong>know what......They are just <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>FUN!</strong> <span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;">And they are easy. There is just something about cupcakes that make me feel all warm and cozy. So from time to time I will post pictures of my lastest cupcakes (right before I stick'em in the freezer). Even our answering machine has Sophie saying, I'm making cupcakes with grandpa and grandma, they'll call ya back. Rick likes to tease Sophie that he is the GREATEST cupcake maker in the world. She gets all upset and looks and me and says, "No he's not, huh grandma!". But when we went down to Arizone to see them, Grandpa and Sophie made cupcakes together, and Grandpa came up with some doozies, which impressed Sophie, but back-fired on grandpa, because now when he says that he's the greatest cupcake maker in the world, she just says, "yes". He doesn't get her all upset anymore, and that's no fun. </span></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscQKATrljDnUixZLy3qXK5kOIbzv4kLogqHGsyK8dYCjogLEkVjz-dlcEDwhwii5TJZwBPmq7a5kU0DDW2hyN4_DmT5hH8sTkv1z5oDS2KeRS1BDRbFSE67yrwtS3JpTokMPWZTKQjaE/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233081721664746994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscQKATrljDnUixZLy3qXK5kOIbzv4kLogqHGsyK8dYCjogLEkVjz-dlcEDwhwii5TJZwBPmq7a5kU0DDW2hyN4_DmT5hH8sTkv1z5oDS2KeRS1BDRbFSE67yrwtS3JpTokMPWZTKQjaE/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />These cupcakes are chocolate (Made from Scratch, of course) and frosted with <em>homemade</em> cream cheese frosting with mint flavoring. The chocolate part of the frosting has melted andes mints in it with chopped up andes mints on top. I wish I would have saved whole andes mints for the very top. Next Time. So there you have it......... keep posted for the next ones, and maybe one of you grandkids can help!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6YrkOpZ5MNQTXbUyjHEGtX8F9V77tzePECjxcK-jGAHEoTYW929jSDiSSbb0u-ri35gCyYw9b-ycr-RL8c-v52_28h5uvrvoIPoMOtudRZeeaI9IlvvbH1NiXlYY-OuzHWlB7il9xEgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06676906019837002934noreply@blogger.com1