tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21469216994727356312024-03-12T20:04:23.144-06:00Our hip hop happeningsWilliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01872317793277554588noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-12477599322639130822010-12-18T21:34:00.003-07:002010-12-18T21:48:44.944-07:00Oliver Jeffrey ElmerIt's a BOY! 7lbs 8oz. born at 10pm Dec. 18th.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXh00ocI/AAAAAAAAAeY/zMQ-ervocMI/s1600/SA700146.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552250450485748162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXh00ocI/AAAAAAAAAeY/zMQ-ervocMI/s400/SA700146.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXr7UugI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZBln29E-Gp8/s1600/SA700136.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552250453197371906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXr7UugI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/ZBln29E-Gp8/s400/SA700136.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXXmLsCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Lw8u0CSnbdg/s1600/SA700134.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552250447739990050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/TQ2OXXmLsCI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Lw8u0CSnbdg/s400/SA700134.JPG" /></a><br /><div> </div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-55907221038689566852010-04-26T11:45:00.008-06:002010-04-26T19:04:58.981-06:00Our Big ScareOn Saturday afternoon we loaded up the kids and headed down to Arlington. I have been doing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">geneology</span> work lately and was able to find the cemetery that my dad's Father and grandparents and great grandparents were buried. This was a neat experience because my dad hadn't really had contact with his father since he was 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">ish</span>. Anyway, we get to the cemetery and it's locked! The sign said it was under <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">survailence</span> at all times and to call a number for access (it was in a somewhat sketchy area of town). Well we called and called and nobody answered. Will decided that we would drive around to the back side and hop the fence (Arlington is not super close so we wanted to make this trip count). A man was out doing some <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">yard work</span> across the street so Will talked to him and discovered that there was an area you could squeeze in just past the gate. So off we went to the front of the cemetery again. I got my camera and snuck into the cemetery. A little while later while I was looking for the last of the headstones I saw Will and the kids heading toward me. Of course Ryan refuses to be held, even with a bum leg. The cemetery was not what you would call well kept. There were tons of weeds and very long grass you had to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">manuver</span> in. Anyway we get back in the car and head for home. About 10 minutes into the drive Will noticed Ryan was breathing funny. We thought she was joking but she continued to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hyperventalate</span> and wouldn't respond to us talking. I look in the rear view mirror at her and through it her face looked a bit swollen. I asked Will what he thought, and he said it looked that way to him also. She was still not responding so we pull off the highway to a gas station and ask directions to a emergency clinic because we thought our daughter was going into <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">anaphylactic</span> (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">sp</span>?) shock. (since the grass was long I thought she could have been stung by a bee or bit by something or come in contact with something highly allergenic) This <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">gruffy</span> old guy follows me out and wanted to look at her. I thought this strange, but I wanted to get a good look at her myself. He said her pulse wasn't racing so that was a good sign and that we should follow him to a place up the road. On our way we were still trying to get a word or anything out of Ryan, but all I could see was saliva running out of her mouth. Then all of the sudden she just starts projectile <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">vomiting</span> (Owen thought this to be the funniest thing ever and laughed like I have never heard before). When she could catch her breath she said "I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ok</span> momma <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">dadda"</span>. Then we realized, of course she was just carsick. (I would highly recommend no long trips in the car after having two <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">sippy</span> cups of milk for this girl). When we pulled up to the ER place the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">gruffy</span> old man came to our car wondering why we weren't rushing her inside. Then he took one look inside and got his answer. Come to find out he was a medic in the Armed Forces most of his life and his license place said he had a purple heart. He was so helpful and if Ryan really had been going into <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">anaphylactic</span> (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">sp</span>?) shock he would have been the reason she survived. Lessons learned...if traveling more then 20 min with Ryan in the car, cover her car seat with plastic and really the whole area around her with plastic. Our daughter just naturally has a puffy looking face. And in order to make Owen Laugh <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hysterically</span>, just have Ryan vomit.Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-89191695369847945982010-04-05T18:49:00.004-06:002010-04-06T07:08:34.565-06:00Missy Moo's boo boo<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH40N7rOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/af2JPDyuTkQ/s1600/SA700022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456823308672281826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH40N7rOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/af2JPDyuTkQ/s400/SA700022.jpg" /></a> We started the day off great watching Conference while helping Uncle Joe paint fishing lures<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH4i-Xj_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DMQLqslUMT8/s1600/SA700023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456823304043597810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH4i-Xj_I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DMQLqslUMT8/s400/SA700023.jpg" /></a>I mean look at how helpful the girl is (or maybe how patient Joe is with her helping)<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH4DcrqsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QUD5C-z1zDo/s1600/SA700025.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456823295580809922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH4DcrqsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QUD5C-z1zDo/s400/SA700025.jpg" /></a>She even got her nails painted for the very first time. After Uncle Joe painted them she came running into the other room to show me saying "Pretty, Doe do pretty mommie"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH3lco7HI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JHkdFWBpKdE/s1600/SA700041.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456823287527566450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH3lco7HI/AAAAAAAAAb0/JHkdFWBpKdE/s400/SA700041.jpg" /></a><br />Then comes the boo boo. Ryan broke both her tibia and fibula, but doesn't let it get in the way of her playing some galaga and Mrs. Pac Man<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH3JfWwpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AV9mWn0Bj4c/s1600/SA700042.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456823280022766226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7qH3JfWwpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/AV9mWn0Bj4c/s400/SA700042.jpg" /></a><br />Ryan got her real cast on today. She is now to the point where she is walking along furniture just like Owen. The Doctor said she would be able to walk in the cast by next week. I'm guessing within the next two days. If this girl has a task she wants to master, she wastes no time mastering it. </div></div><br /></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-87678926865916675272010-04-02T18:23:00.005-06:002010-04-02T18:49:32.963-06:00Whats Going On<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMfUPEwqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/26Wr6rAMI4E/s1600/SA700020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455702468241703586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMfUPEwqI/AAAAAAAAAbk/26Wr6rAMI4E/s400/SA700020.jpg" /></a> Look at me, I can pull myself up, and I have two beautiful teeth that may or may not be growing in crooked.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMexOpaEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/q5oInqlzqQc/s1600/SA700014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455702458844670018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMexOpaEI/AAAAAAAAAbc/q5oInqlzqQc/s400/SA700014.jpg" /></a> Which book should i read?<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMePbb6II/AAAAAAAAAbU/iZqAYYJhAGc/s1600/SA700013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455702449771505794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMePbb6II/AAAAAAAAAbU/iZqAYYJhAGc/s400/SA700013.jpg" /></a> It had been a little while since I had seen Ryan when I heard "go nigh, nigh baby" and a door slamming shut. I was instantly angry at Ryan (Trying to overcome the quick to anger business), rushed to the bedrooms to make sure she knew it was not good to wake up Owen (he had been napping only 30 min) when I realized she was putting her lovey to sleep in my bed. When I reached her she said, "shh..shh...baby sleeping." Then she opened the door to my room, went in and gave her lovey a big kiss and an even bigger hug. What a sweet little girl. See why it is so ridiculous of me to be so quick to anger?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMd139elI/AAAAAAAAAbM/q_X5LgE9USs/s1600/SA700012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455702442911824466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMd139elI/AAAAAAAAAbM/q_X5LgE9USs/s400/SA700012.jpg" /></a>I thought this picture was so silly. Looks like I am training up a couch potato, and he couldn't be happier about the practice.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMdWJ0mdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jj8sdj8fcbs/s1600/SA700002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455702434396805586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S7aMdWJ0mdI/AAAAAAAAAbE/jj8sdj8fcbs/s400/SA700002.jpg" /></a> This little man looked too sweet in this photo to not include it in this post. <div></div></div></div><br /></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-14943257705613817452010-03-21T08:37:00.002-06:002010-03-21T08:39:38.225-06:00Dear Texas...<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S6YvJx2Wr0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/lcfIKFw4_7M/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451096244025208642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S6YvJx2Wr0I/AAAAAAAAAa8/lcfIKFw4_7M/s400/IMG_0001.jpg" /></a></p>Since I provided you with a most beautiful week, I decided to take the weekend off. Don't worry I will back in business Monday.<br /><br />Hoping you understand,<br />SpringNicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-22099471521492142772010-03-16T10:18:00.012-06:002010-03-16T13:36:07.947-06:00A Few of My Favorite Things<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5_Abk1BOrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bRhXh_r4zak/s1600-h/SA700893.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449285654116645554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5_Abk1BOrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/bRhXh_r4zak/s400/SA700893.jpg" /></a> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Ryan Loves to read, these are just a few of her favorites right now.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5_AbJlJaKI/AAAAAAAAAas/Wchj_7N6UNk/s1600-h/SA700877.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449285646802315426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5_AbJlJaKI/AAAAAAAAAas/Wchj_7N6UNk/s400/SA700877.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Since we do not currently own Goodnight Moon, we make sure we have a library copy as frequently as possible.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7saA78hI/AAAAAAAAAak/E0dfIwkumn8/s1600-h/SA700841.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449280445713478162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7saA78hI/AAAAAAAAAak/E0dfIwkumn8/s400/SA700841.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">Ryan absolutely loves her heart pajamas. She refuses to wear cloths most of the day, but if it is time to sleep you'd be hard pressed to try to do it if she doesn't have her "jammies, jammies" on.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7ryxQQWI/AAAAAAAAAac/u0Cpu0_PIbs/s1600-h/SA700843.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449280435178717538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7ryxQQWI/AAAAAAAAAac/u0Cpu0_PIbs/s400/SA700843.jpg" /></a></p><div align="center">Her<em> pink</em> ice cream cone ("sucker") isn't absolutely necessary but it definately helps.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7SbPi7LI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qZpz8BoEqrE/s1600-h/SA700883.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449279999366589618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7SbPi7LI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qZpz8BoEqrE/s400/SA700883.jpg" /></a><br /><br />When she hears Owen wake up from his morning nap you should see the excitement on her face! </div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7S23H58I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BaztmgEeQVs/s1600-h/SA700838.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449280006780348354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7S23H58I/AAAAAAAAAaU/BaztmgEeQVs/s400/SA700838.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7SKdG1yI/AAAAAAAAAaE/htKyjMXHteA/s1600-h/SA700839.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449279994860066594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-7SKdG1yI/AAAAAAAAAaE/htKyjMXHteA/s400/SA700839.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Yeah her "Mister Man, man, man" is awake and ready to play<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2hoeweQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/biqQ6u1QFRA/s1600-h/SA700866.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449274763059951874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2hoeweQI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/biqQ6u1QFRA/s400/SA700866.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Don't let the look on her face fool you, this girl loves her some hearts...<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2hZl8BtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AG624QjXKxw/s1600-h/SA700862.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449274759063537362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2hZl8BtI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/AG624QjXKxw/s400/SA700862.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center">"Flyas..."</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2gM6krrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/OzMIuxsDyLU/s1600-h/SA700851.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449274738480557746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2gM6krrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/OzMIuxsDyLU/s400/SA700851.jpg" /></a><br /><br />circles...and not pictured though equally loved are clocks. If Ryan sees any one of these things she goes crazy with joy and says the name of it over and over again, until you confirm to her that "yes that is a circle (or whatever it may be), good job.<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2elEAbbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bze7J0DFXXw/s1600-h/SA700845.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449274710602837426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5-2elEAbbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bze7J0DFXXw/s400/SA700845.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center">But nothing is better than playing with her "Onen" </div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-79151781566443348902010-03-11T20:44:00.004-07:002010-03-11T20:51:38.317-07:00Piano Man<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5m44dndsmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6VGoVxJGh-M/s1600-h/SA700821.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447588504443662946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S5m44dndsmI/AAAAAAAAAZM/6VGoVxJGh-M/s400/SA700821.jpg" /></a> Owen absolutely loves piano music. When he hears it he gets so excited and starts clapping, if the song particularly moves him he will even start bouncing and dancing in his seat. We were at Joe and Stephanie's house one night and Luke was playing the piano, Owen was just in heaven, I think his reaction melted his great grammies heart. Now he loves playing his own piano.Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-16696106122176714942010-02-14T18:11:00.012-07:002010-02-14T19:25:25.504-07:002-10-2010=Ryan's Two!<div align="center">On Ryans birthday she woke up to one of her presents...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438272918812960722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3igaA15J9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Lzo6NnA0GY4/s400/SA700767.JPG" /><br />A toy kitchen! Compliments of Grandma (and Will spending near 2hrs putting it together). She was so excited and set off opening all of the doors saying "where food? where food?" So I let her open another present...<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ihg3EHfHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LSBrk2EsHa8/s1600-h/SA700769.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438274135958977650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ihg3EHfHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LSBrk2EsHa8/s400/SA700769.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ihhXAREQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/hfl0KzSCQIw/s1600-h/SA700773.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438274144532762882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ihhXAREQI/AAAAAAAAAXM/hfl0KzSCQIw/s400/SA700773.JPG" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">FOOD!!!!!!!</span> </div><br /><div align="left">As anybody who knows Ryan knows, food is very important to her and loved dearly by her. She proceeded to play most of the morning with her food and didn't even ask to watch Harry Potter. Believe me that is a first. When Will got home from work we played with balloons then went out for Ryan's favorite food, Chicken nuggets with sweet and sour sauce and chocolate milk. After dinner we took the celebration over to the Guys house.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ike5HGsTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ywu9xM3lH78/s1600-h/SA700783.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438277400683524402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ike5HGsTI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ywu9xM3lH78/s400/SA700783.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ik_k1HSQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CHnELxtH5OA/s1600-h/SA700784.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438277962175039746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ik_k1HSQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/CHnELxtH5OA/s400/SA700784.JPG" /></a></div><br /><p align="center">No idea where she gets <em>that</em> look from :)</p><br /><p align="center"></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3il_0siRmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/N1ceZysdQ6I/s1600-h/SA700787.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438279065945654882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3il_0siRmI/AAAAAAAAAXk/N1ceZysdQ6I/s400/SA700787.JPG" /></a><br /><p></p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ims4Oh38I/AAAAAAAAAXs/TwoER_JYrzs/s1600-h/SA700790.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438279839987654594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ims4Oh38I/AAAAAAAAAXs/TwoER_JYrzs/s400/SA700790.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p>Jack's laughing because Ryan tried to give him a kiss with a face all covered in frosting<br /></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3imtDQhpnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RAskrWo8JuE/s1600-h/SA700795.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438279842948818546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3imtDQhpnI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RAskrWo8JuE/s400/SA700795.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioJA-vOlI/AAAAAAAAAYc/q2NJTR-x1Qc/s1600-h/SA700806.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438281422885304914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioJA-vOlI/AAAAAAAAAYc/q2NJTR-x1Qc/s400/SA700806.JPG" /></a> Good thing we have the guys so close by to help unwrap presents<br /></p><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioIqGJM1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/rvfbyBp1ovg/s1600-h/SA700807.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438281416742351698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioIqGJM1I/AAAAAAAAAYE/rvfbyBp1ovg/s400/SA700807.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioItPErjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/N2MR3cG1ddA/s1600-h/SA700809.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438281417585110578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioItPErjI/AAAAAAAAAYM/N2MR3cG1ddA/s400/SA700809.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioI0YCWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/oS8klYZ5kI0/s1600-h/SA700811.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438281419501754418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ioI0YCWDI/AAAAAAAAAYU/oS8klYZ5kI0/s400/SA700811.JPG" /></a><br />Owen and Charlie playing their own game...who can keep the bottle the longest</div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-15875119516801252782010-02-14T18:00:00.008-07:002010-02-14T19:21:49.899-07:00Christmas 2009We were able to go to Washington for Christmas...We started off in Spokane with the Elmer's. It was the first Christmas in three years we were all able to be together There was lots of game playing, junk food eating, Rockband playing and very little sleep. This was our first year doing a Memory Christmas. Each member of the family had one person to write a memory about. I think it was a hit and hope it is a new tradition.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieXBUxnXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/mWDoy4SEpkw/s1600-h/SA700722.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438270668379626866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieXBUxnXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/mWDoy4SEpkw/s400/SA700722.JPG" /></a><br />What a sweet little man cuddling his Grammy<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieXf8wWjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ixaZy9n3xEE/s1600-h/SA700732.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438270676600379954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieXf8wWjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ixaZy9n3xEE/s400/SA700732.JPG" /></a> We will just lead you to believe Ryan was sharing the puzzle<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieX-nj42I/AAAAAAAAAWk/NUXzRa0W58I/s1600-h/SA700735.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438270684832981858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieX-nj42I/AAAAAAAAAWk/NUXzRa0W58I/s400/SA700735.JPG" /></a><br />Doggie Pile<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieYIYAW9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/HvlTCSlE41U/s1600-h/SA700727.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438270687452093394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieYIYAW9I/AAAAAAAAAWs/HvlTCSlE41U/s400/SA700727.JPG" /></a>Owen and Poppy having a very serious discussion<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieYvw-ZpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/lQFrY4GNg3o/s1600-h/SA700746.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438270698025805458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ieYvw-ZpI/AAAAAAAAAW0/lQFrY4GNg3o/s400/SA700746.JPG" /></a> It snowed a little one day we were in Spokane and Casey took Bennett and Ryan out on the sled. Ryan LOVED it.<br /><br />For New Year's Ryan, Owen and I headed south to my mom's (Will had to go back to work a couple days after Christmas). There were many dogs, cats, cousins and fun to be had. Too bad I didn't whip out my camera for any of it. Ryan and Owen warmed right up to their Grandma so I was able to get some good napping in.<br /><br />While we were there my dad, Weihua and Wen came up to visit. We went to Chuck E. Cheese with Michelle, Chris and the boys<br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ivOJfYaiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TeQufY7MTWg/s1600-h/SA700747.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438289207650445858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3ivOJfYaiI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TeQufY7MTWg/s400/SA700747.JPG" /></a><br />Ryan's favorite thing was putting the coins in the machines<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iud1Bf9XI/AAAAAAAAAYs/L5xptUOeNq0/s1600-h/SA700757.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438288377522681202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iud1Bf9XI/AAAAAAAAAYs/L5xptUOeNq0/s400/SA700757.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iudzcklFI/AAAAAAAAAY0/A8rAyPYlme0/s1600-h/SA700758.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438288377099359314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iudzcklFI/AAAAAAAAAY0/A8rAyPYlme0/s400/SA700758.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iueFBo9LI/AAAAAAAAAY8/iHNB5IIPLMI/s1600-h/SA700760.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438288381818238130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/S3iueFBo9LI/AAAAAAAAAY8/iHNB5IIPLMI/s400/SA700760.JPG" /></a> Owen was just along for the ride, I have a feeling this is going to be a common theme in his life<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-22635638820745884792009-11-01T09:38:00.003-07:002009-11-01T10:21:00.049-07:00Halloween 2009<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28CgzxHfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/4tvqDb7J2Jk/s1600-h/SA700681.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399178279639916018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28CgzxHfI/AAAAAAAAAVk/4tvqDb7J2Jk/s400/SA700681.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ryan was a pro Trunk or Treater</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28Cff_0WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4P4NK4uwvyA/s1600-h/SA700671.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399178279288557922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28Cff_0WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4P4NK4uwvyA/s400/SA700671.JPG" border="0" /></a>Seriously the cutest Scarecrow ever! Don't you just want to give him a good squeeze?<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28CJJ-9kI/AAAAAAAAAVU/va7g8tHYALU/s1600-h/SA700667.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399178273290647106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28CJJ-9kI/AAAAAAAAAVU/va7g8tHYALU/s400/SA700667.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Maybe Ryan has been sneeking Madonna music behind my back because I think she is in the middle of a vogue pose.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28B4wcNMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FIitsTXMlmY/s1600-h/SA700664.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399178268888544450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su28B4wcNMI/AAAAAAAAAVM/FIitsTXMlmY/s400/SA700664.JPG" border="0" /></a> Shy cow<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-15046982408635130032009-11-01T09:28:00.004-07:002009-11-01T09:38:00.047-07:00Cute snapshots<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24nRiMVZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nW2C78cE1UQ/s1600-h/SA700657.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174513148319122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24nRiMVZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/nW2C78cE1UQ/s400/SA700657.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24myCMjfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OpzMbXf6B4M/s1600-h/SA700646.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174504692616690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24myCMjfI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OpzMbXf6B4M/s400/SA700646.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24mjVkO_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/aEPw3InjZfg/s1600-h/SA700643.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174500747328498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su24mjVkO_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/aEPw3InjZfg/s400/SA700643.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-81942810264616901212009-11-01T08:46:00.004-07:002009-11-01T09:27:09.059-07:00Pumpkin Patch<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su20LUEVAvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/A0JClAtLGgo/s1600-h/SA700638.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399169634745516786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su20LUEVAvI/AAAAAAAAAUs/A0JClAtLGgo/s400/SA700638.JPG" border="0" /></a> You must resist the urge to eat this little cutie up</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zj6-7NGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uA46kPOyxH0/s1600-h/SA700634.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399168957997069410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zj6-7NGI/AAAAAAAAAUk/uA46kPOyxH0/s400/SA700634.JPG" border="0" /></a> Maybe it should say I am this short this fall...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zjuB6d8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/D1gbNR_bktQ/s1600-h/SA700632.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399168954519943106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zjuB6d8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/D1gbNR_bktQ/s400/SA700632.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zjHwIflI/AAAAAAAAAUU/cNJ67m9Vgew/s1600-h/SA700628.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399168944244817490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zjHwIflI/AAAAAAAAAUU/cNJ67m9Vgew/s400/SA700628.JPG" border="0" /></a> Nemo! She was so happy to see him although she calls him "wa wa" because he lives in the water<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zi_CJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IPGqZeFTXc4/s1600-h/SA700613.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399168941904494338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2zi_CJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IPGqZeFTXc4/s400/SA700613.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ryan loved the bounce houses<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2ziitN3PI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LyOTSf4V7Q4/s1600-h/SA700618.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399168934300474610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Su2ziitN3PI/AAAAAAAAAUE/LyOTSf4V7Q4/s400/SA700618.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This was taken on our hay ride, which of course Ryan loved as well.<br /><div> </div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-31322451765799129392009-09-04T09:39:00.003-06:002009-09-04T09:45:48.592-06:00Owen Fix<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE173yHCeI/AAAAAAAAAT8/A3I7jmJtABE/s1600-h/silly+guy.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE17WQySjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xPFTHblfA6A/s1600-h/silly+guy.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377638723761621554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE17WQySjI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xPFTHblfA6A/s400/silly+guy.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE17GqmNrI/AAAAAAAAATs/gZzqICpWQ0E/s1600-h/footsies.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377638719574914738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE17GqmNrI/AAAAAAAAATs/gZzqICpWQ0E/s400/footsies.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE16qLnIII/AAAAAAAAATk/A-s5gyoWxs0/s1600-h/poser.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377638711928758402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SqE16qLnIII/AAAAAAAAATk/A-s5gyoWxs0/s400/poser.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>For all those who needed one...</div></div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-87777404778851602882009-09-01T14:13:00.005-06:002009-09-01T15:34:56.909-06:00A day with Dingo<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CQQgvCzI/AAAAAAAAATE/cYFpomzDPMQ/s1600-h/look+please.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376596745972026162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CQQgvCzI/AAAAAAAAATE/cYFpomzDPMQ/s320/look+please.JPG" /></a> They both ignored the photo op<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CP_BsY4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/wkQGCB7HnMA/s1600-h/rydi.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376596741278425986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CP_BsY4I/AAAAAAAAAS8/wkQGCB7HnMA/s320/rydi.JPG" /></a>At least they are both looking here<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CRJTiBRI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xp7_0VL6lOU/s1600-h/Dingo%27s+nose.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376596761217467666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CRJTiBRI/AAAAAAAAATU/Xp7_0VL6lOU/s320/Dingo%27s+nose.JPG" /></a> Ryan discovered that Dingo had a nose today<br />And she couldn't be happier!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CQxmWvuI/AAAAAAAAATM/kgLOcDfd25g/s1600-h/love+hangin+with+dingo.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376596754853969634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp2CQxmWvuI/AAAAAAAAATM/kgLOcDfd25g/s320/love+hangin+with+dingo.JPG" /></a> <div>Ryan had a great day playing with Dingo. She would go and snuggle up with him under the table. Then a little later she found him on this couch and climbed right up to him and gave him a hugs and kisses and discovered his nose. A little later Dingo grabbed a piece of her other good friend Mr. Potato Head and she ran after him saying "no, no, no dee dee." All in all she had a great day with Dingo. I think she will really miss him when we move.</div></div><br /></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-4892258684872988112009-09-01T13:53:00.005-06:002009-09-01T17:37:55.877-06:00I'm a little bit crafty<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp1_hnscJbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/i0Sdjs10Dlw/s1600-h/flash+cards.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376593745718027698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/Sp1_hnscJbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/i0Sdjs10Dlw/s320/flash+cards.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I wanted to make flash cards for Ryan, so I looked all over the Internet for ideas. Well as many of you may know I don't have a lot of experience with craftiness so I was a bit overwhelmed. I finally found <a href="http://www.brillbaby.com/baby-downloads/flash-card-printout/Page-2.php">this</a> site. I printed off a set of flash cards and fancied them up. They are not quite done yet, I need to get a ring instead of ribbon to hold them together. I call it "semi-homemade"</div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-19075286192793206942009-08-10T20:12:00.004-06:002009-08-10T20:30:00.683-06:00EFR 09<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW_MtIVDI/AAAAAAAAASs/e5BQW9Z2jh0/s1600-h/DSC_1376.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368527137056248882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW_MtIVDI/AAAAAAAAASs/e5BQW9Z2jh0/s400/DSC_1376.JPG" border="0" /></a> Money dig (Ryan's goal was to get the most sand in her bag. I think she got about $2.75 and 3 pounds of sand)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW-zD-VaI/AAAAAAAAASk/fPMFNxYYlnw/s1600-h/DSC_1341.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368527130172741026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW-zD-VaI/AAAAAAAAASk/fPMFNxYYlnw/s400/DSC_1341.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW-XONdLI/AAAAAAAAASc/-zFyIhvGNNQ/s1600-h/DSC_1336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368527122699482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDW-XONdLI/AAAAAAAAASc/-zFyIhvGNNQ/s400/DSC_1336.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So the last week of July we were able to attend EFR 2009 in Utah. We flew to SLC. This was Ryan's first time flying and she did pretty ok for a girl of her age. Luckily our cousin Aaron was on the flight to SLC so she was able to fall asleep across his and Will's lap on the last leg. Then Uncle Dan drove us down to Lehi, and to thank him for his amazing driving skills, she threw up and threw up, then threw up a little bit more. This was Owen's second time flying so he is pro. On Sunday Casey with three kids in tow (can't believe he survived flying with all of them by himself) Jeff, Peggy, Malerie, Robby and Brisa all made it down. Ryan was having the time of her life with her cousins she was giving all those under 4 ft tall hugs and kisses whenever she could. She also stayed up hours past when all her cousins went to bed, because she was sure there was still partying to be done. Monday we travelled up to the Elmer Family Reunion. Ryan had no idea this trip was going to be even more fun. When we got there and everybody had on the same shirt she thought she was pretty hot stuff, especially when she saw her Ella and Nate in it as well. EFR was loaded with fun and late nights. Its always fun being able to get together with eachother. Out of the 88 of us (now 89) less than 10 were missing. Can you say tons of Elmers! Amanda and Miles were very missed.</div><br /></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-81401582838281534662009-08-10T19:56:00.005-06:002009-08-10T20:11:13.648-06:00Brother/Sister Love<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRelp58yI/AAAAAAAAASU/FDqU5M2s61o/s1600-h/DSC_1321.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368521079259788066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRelp58yI/AAAAAAAAASU/FDqU5M2s61o/s400/DSC_1321.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDReGRBkQI/AAAAAAAAASM/PcuZyd4AnpA/s1600-h/DSC_1318.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368521070833930498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDReGRBkQI/AAAAAAAAASM/PcuZyd4AnpA/s400/DSC_1318.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdyMAw7I/AAAAAAAAASE/zVytpEYyy0s/s1600-h/DSC_1316.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368521065444197298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdyMAw7I/AAAAAAAAASE/zVytpEYyy0s/s400/DSC_1316.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdny4McI/AAAAAAAAAR8/fMBYrB7sAjs/s1600-h/DSC_1314.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368521062654423490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdny4McI/AAAAAAAAAR8/fMBYrB7sAjs/s400/DSC_1314.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdXRQkwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/22dnXpkpS1c/s1600-h/DSC_1313.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368521058218447618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SoDRdXRQkwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/22dnXpkpS1c/s400/DSC_1313.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So Ryan is a very loving big sister. She loves to hold Owen (especially if it is to show off how cute she is being to anybody in the room), She loves to take Owen's pacifier out just so she can put it back in, she loves to console him by patting him on the back (sometimes more agressive than necessary), and she has recently started juicing Owen, yes juicing him. She even says "ju, ju" when she is doing it, thanks to Sam and Luke for teaching her (or not). She is going to grow up thinking juicing is a common thing that everybody knows about, since you all are wondering what the heck juicing a person is you know how very wrong she will be. Owen loves his sister and smiles when he hears her and crys when she crys, tender, I know.</div></div></div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-12346049615186950632009-07-08T13:23:00.009-06:002009-07-08T19:36:34.311-06:00The Return of Jeff & Peg<div align="center">Jeff and Peggy returned to the states on the first of July. There was quite a gathering of people at the airport to welcome them home. After they got over the initial shock of being in America Peggy made this profound statement... "You are all so colorful!" She later explained that was because we didn't all have dark hair, dark skin and dark eyes like the Peruvians. We are so happy to have them back and glad they made a special stop to visit us on their way home. As always we do not have any pictures documenting the moment, but our fabulous photographer Judy documented the baby blessing and baby shower. Thanks Jude!<br /><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1B0ps8FI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hzlwaHlfFTs/s1600-h/DSC_0976.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356175268512591954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1B0ps8FI/AAAAAAAAAPg/hzlwaHlfFTs/s400/DSC_0976.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a>We really are good parents, sometimes we just forget to fully support Owen's head. </p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1ClxNScI/AAAAAAAAAPw/fUCnT27fZtE/s1600-h/DSC_0978.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356175281697409474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1ClxNScI/AAAAAAAAAPw/fUCnT27fZtE/s400/DSC_0978.JPG" /></a> Love Jeffs face in this picture<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1CauoB1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/oLvSpQFA_00/s1600-h/DSC_0977.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356175278733789010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1CauoB1I/AAAAAAAAAPo/oLvSpQFA_00/s400/DSC_0977.JPG" /></a><br />My dad and Weihua flew down for the festivities<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356175295396237810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT1DYzQ0fI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Gq8qSRL20zc/s400/DSC_0981.JPG" /> </p><div align="center">Owen tells great jokes<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2YcA6CGI/AAAAAAAAAQA/C1PrFRx_ihw/s1600-h/DSC_0987.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176756547651682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2YcA6CGI/AAAAAAAAAQA/C1PrFRx_ihw/s400/DSC_0987.JPG" /></a>Stephanie also hosted a baby shower the same evening as the blessing</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179174868420610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT4lM9giAI/AAAAAAAAARA/BxgXv1cDfdc/s400/DSC_1040.JPG" /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT4k80jL-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nsOeHm8sr0g/s1600-h/DSC_1034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179170535878626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT4k80jL-I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nsOeHm8sr0g/s400/DSC_1034.JPG" /></p><p align="center"></a>Ryan, Nathan and Elle "The gang." Ryan calls them "Lella" and "Neigh"<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT4kdyppdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NqIpne7knS0/s1600-h/DSC_1027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356179162206414290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT4kdyppdI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NqIpne7knS0/s400/DSC_1027.JPG" /></a> Where have you been all my life tissue paper?!<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2Z8Tl2ZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uP9XeEk7Pv4/s1600-h/DSC_1026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176782395824530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2Z8Tl2ZI/AAAAAAAAAQg/uP9XeEk7Pv4/s400/DSC_1026.JPG" /></a> Pure Joy<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2ZmWidFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IHr3Ghxpno4/s1600-h/DSC_1000.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176776502604882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2ZmWidFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IHr3Ghxpno4/s400/DSC_1000.JPG" /></a> Isn't tissue paper great? It sure turns Ryan into a whole new loud mouth party girl!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2ZBfuxuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wpOH67KsKvE/s1600-h/DSC_0996.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176766609049314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2ZBfuxuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wpOH67KsKvE/s400/DSC_0996.JPG" /></a> Who knew tissue paper could be so exciting<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2Y3UXT3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/1OHVtzbp560/s1600-h/DSC_0991.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356176763877019506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SlT2Y3UXT3I/AAAAAAAAAQI/1OHVtzbp560/s400/DSC_0991.JPG" /></a><br />Ryan is always taking babys binkies and giving them back, so thoughtful really. </div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-10940043210833925912009-06-23T15:39:00.010-06:002009-06-23T20:05:34.423-06:00Summertime and the livins easy!<div align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxTM48Zxv-jQg7CIIqQaGfRarz5eCctCtyTNrhqbFdlZp9C-nKQ9Zi8y96XzxRAa9GLVHB7p2FZiNExJ_HKsQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">We have been spending a whole lot of time in the pool lately and Ryan is Loving it! It amazes me everytime she gets into the pool how natural it is for her. Within minutes of having her floaties on she was pro. She is quite the daredevil as well as you will see in the following video.<br /></div><p align="center"><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxwszD_AeTh41ILwA3LKEYOTcDIJ1USkvyWU7UrJiQ21GIwf8bI7SOwRA0DWVe1H6DoeZVIwACOOyjib2jC7A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div align="center">Check out this sweet spray park!<br /></div><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350649707129268178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SkFTj0b859I/AAAAAAAAAPA/Vj2AvdcdS2Q/s400/SA700509.JPG" /></p><div align="center">Ryan has been enjoying all the cousins around to play with she's always talking about her homies and how dope they are. And if you are wondering how Owen is enjoying his summer here are a few pics. For some truly amazing pictures of Owen check him out at <a href="http://toniephoto.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>Urban Photo</strong></span></a></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350651007483173730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SkFUvgoe22I/AAAAAAAAAPI/aBtG2f9R_4E/s400/SA700517.JPG" /> <p align="center">Fathers day</p><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350651016712731810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SkFUwDA-vKI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/p0Zl0UceIy4/s400/SA700527.JPG" />Chilaxin like always</div><div align="center">*Contrary to what you may see in these photos Owen sleeps quite nicely in his own bed* </div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-62975663538597730562009-06-16T08:53:00.016-06:002009-06-17T13:31:03.740-06:00ABC'S of NicoleA-Age: 27<br />B-Bed Size: Queen<br />C-Chore you hate: Doing day+ old dishes...the dryed on grossness is ten times harder<br />D-Dessert: I have dessert at least one time a day, it is very important to me. I have a major sweet tooth, I'll eat almost any dessert.<br />E-Essential(s) to start your day: Breakfast, otherwise i am not pleasant<br />F-Favorite Flower: Iris<br />G-Gold or Silver: Silver<br />H-Height: 5'4"<br />I-Instrument you play(ed): Not musical at all, i can play mary had a little lamb on the piano<br />J-Job you had in High School: Never had one, playing sports made that hard to do<br />K-Kid(s): Ryan 16 months, Owen 1 month<br />L-Lunch spot: Love Mcdonalds sleezy Cheeseburgers and Fries, but normally it is at my kitchen table<br />M-Mom's name: Sheryl<br />N-Newist item bought: Diapers<br />O-Overnight hospital stay:When I had my children<br />P-Pet peeve: Right now it is Dingo Pooping in the house after being let out to do so.<br />Q-Quote from a movie: Pink is my signature color (steel magnolias)<br />R-Right or left handed: Right<br />S-Siblings: 2 sisters, 2 stepsisters, and 1 step brother<br />T-Time you wake up: about 2-3am and 6-7 to feed Owen, then for real whenever Ryan decides to wake up(today it was 8:45!)<br />U-Underarm deodorant?: Shocking maybe, but I don't use it, ask anyone who knows me well enough to smell my armpits and they will tell you I don't need it. I am allergic to most deodorants so i just gave up and realized I didn't really need it.<br />V-Very surprising fact: I feel my answer to the last question was surprise enough for one day<br />W-Ways you run late: My kids<br />X-X-rays you've had: Of my back, neck, lungs and teeth<br />Y-Yummy food you make: All my food is yummy, it is just getting me to make it that is hard ;)<br />Z-Zoo animal: Lion<br /><br />I tag Aimee, Michelle and KarenNicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-1283285544740075302009-05-27T17:50:00.007-06:002009-05-27T19:40:38.973-06:00Cousins, Brothers and Waterpark Fun!<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3V3Uc4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-oXV7-3PvRE/s1600-h/P1000159.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340659879490643522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3V3Uc4ZkI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-oXV7-3PvRE/s400/P1000159.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3kUpqUL1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/9mJuHdQLuYo/s1600-h/P1000153.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340675776563130194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3kUpqUL1I/AAAAAAAAAZs/9mJuHdQLuYo/s400/P1000153.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340682546852901970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3qeu9LtFI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/KgDofTD4LpM/s400/P1000176.JPG" border="0" /></div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340682552962036098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3qfFttsYI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Dx948krXauM/s400/P1000181.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3UZU0Q60I/AAAAAAAAAZc/ZXrIlDJdijg/s1600-h/P1000191.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340658264681016130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3UZU0Q60I/AAAAAAAAAZc/ZXrIlDJdijg/s400/P1000191.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3S6JMZgOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RusxFPb0BAQ/s1600-h/P1000187.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340656629473444066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sh3S6JMZgOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/RusxFPb0BAQ/s400/P1000187.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Williehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01872317793277554588noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-61188293361021600292009-05-21T14:54:00.005-06:002009-05-21T15:16:50.490-06:00New Pics<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXD_5ENgMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TN5fcM1A0U0/s1600-h/SA700464.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338388435735249090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXD_5ENgMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/TN5fcM1A0U0/s400/SA700464.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDf28BifI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mY3jWKCAc58/s1600-h/SA700451.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387885408225778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDf28BifI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mY3jWKCAc58/s400/SA700451.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfl9F0cI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6RYYXOyDZ4g/s1600-h/SA700443.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387880849297858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfl9F0cI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6RYYXOyDZ4g/s400/SA700443.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfUqxk7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Dkj8iU_7p-s/s1600-h/SA700435.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387876209071026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfUqxk7I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Dkj8iU_7p-s/s400/SA700435.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfMAlgtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YrmrBBFW-p4/s1600-h/SA700433.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338387873884635858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/ShXDfMAlgtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/YrmrBBFW-p4/s400/SA700433.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-20874252466152139102009-05-17T13:03:00.003-06:002009-05-17T14:08:42.640-06:00Owen and Ryan<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkn-Up9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/PMar5jfLjNo/s1600-h/SA700425.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336872840267605970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkn-Up9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/PMar5jfLjNo/s400/SA700425.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkSI35II/AAAAAAAAAYU/a4W_8ZeTAW0/s1600-h/SA700423.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336872834406278274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkSI35II/AAAAAAAAAYU/a4W_8ZeTAW0/s400/SA700423.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkDEwi6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/AAGpvQeqWtw/s1600-h/SA700418.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336872830362487714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhkDEwi6I/AAAAAAAAAYM/AAGpvQeqWtw/s400/SA700418.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhj6HE2SI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ImoHHTQCZWE/s1600-h/SA700417.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336872827956287778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/ShBhj6HE2SI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ImoHHTQCZWE/s400/SA700417.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Williehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01872317793277554588noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-25009614382248402432009-05-16T00:12:00.004-06:002009-05-16T00:25:25.138-06:00Owen Eugene<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5cMtO9w9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/iOWh4l0sqLE/s1600-h/SA700413.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336303981851165650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5cMtO9w9I/AAAAAAAAAX8/iOWh4l0sqLE/s400/SA700413.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5b4NQt2VI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4wVWDC85Fe4/s1600-h/SA700409.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336303629671192914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5b4NQt2VI/AAAAAAAAAXs/4wVWDC85Fe4/s400/SA700409.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5b38ECKrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2_Htqgx0Rz4/s1600-h/SA700414.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336303625054595762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_a052RYyXC40/Sg5b38ECKrI/AAAAAAAAAXk/2_Htqgx0Rz4/s400/SA700414.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Born at 11:43 pm on May 15th 2009. 6 lbs 13 oz. 21 inches long.Williehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01872317793277554588noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2146921699472735631.post-19251014381822737222009-05-10T19:40:00.002-06:002009-05-10T19:52:10.780-06:0037 wks<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SgeC-3iGabI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wKsbLh-Xf5A/s1600-h/SA700379.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334376300214118834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M6j7q8RvOZ4/SgeC-3iGabI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wKsbLh-Xf5A/s400/SA700379.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Owen has been so kind this last week, he dropped out of my lungs so now I can breathe again!</div>Nicolehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08699440366457931547noreply@blogger.com6