tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5292193029249884802024-03-05T09:21:43.770-08:00Enter the World of Farina...dun, dun, dunKourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-91709024213204885322009-04-16T17:09:00.000-07:002009-04-16T18:08:20.750-07:00Happy 30th Birthday Dustin!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For your birthday I wanted to take you on a trip...down Memory Lane. I dug through lots of old albums and scanned tons of pictures. I hope you enjoy your trip...</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmODDcxRHZAht14IBEivivSWHcqe2jJhwCZftNUGgm4nwcQaacKp4uCPxOp2LBamxlKUNDmX1r0ENYedCO03CNd9-u2KhFgiZRE_ciHGr35tpdvaiALZ5X8HiK8lAkh0XEzPXn-VxO0F4/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448847617444530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirmODDcxRHZAht14IBEivivSWHcqe2jJhwCZftNUGgm4nwcQaacKp4uCPxOp2LBamxlKUNDmX1r0ENYedCO03CNd9-u2KhFgiZRE_ciHGr35tpdvaiALZ5X8HiK8lAkh0XEzPXn-VxO0F4/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> You and Riley in late 1990. Where's the beach??<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAgFfjkzlv7xrHxvBVJnpoS_4T2ypsiUhSkUoKyARntQLe_ZOqISTY9Rh5b3tLqr5EMACLpUYe7__aB6DTO8rxURJPkjz5AetnUznpQMn3Lx-DVXCVkNx21UkedKXkeiFqYu4bKM_k3SR/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+001.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448790068639250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqAgFfjkzlv7xrHxvBVJnpoS_4T2ypsiUhSkUoKyARntQLe_ZOqISTY9Rh5b3tLqr5EMACLpUYe7__aB6DTO8rxURJPkjz5AetnUznpQMn3Lx-DVXCVkNx21UkedKXkeiFqYu4bKM_k3SR/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+001.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas 1990. We were thrilled about the bikes...not so much the helmets.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUUVLwwAK79ItwHnM6I6XOupdBlfdJTa2F_mmzZZOGBDjI5IbUCnPkQILbPF1GX_QRIkHeDr55XOowfjdWSrwRkiL2rxGuJHmQ4XyVi-588VFP7p3CUVQP0eqqoZqSr9el8xCjiXzI4Qe/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+002.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448730406165746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaUUVLwwAK79ItwHnM6I6XOupdBlfdJTa2F_mmzZZOGBDjI5IbUCnPkQILbPF1GX_QRIkHeDr55XOowfjdWSrwRkiL2rxGuJHmQ4XyVi-588VFP7p3CUVQP0eqqoZqSr9el8xCjiXzI4Qe/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+002.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Visiting the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Clark's</span> in American Fork, UT<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTfhMRhJpQepoidt1k-aBSCvsIm6GGiHcOut-qpXBxGg12QQ2Wz-EpQlScZghbJCC4XbuZp7S5hRSgKF07KOoN8CxPQvEhx3r1R1tFoLWWizzaOaNi5AWJRHUH5fYHP_PWHkQEQ2jQHSSA/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+003.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448672035587506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTfhMRhJpQepoidt1k-aBSCvsIm6GGiHcOut-qpXBxGg12QQ2Wz-EpQlScZghbJCC4XbuZp7S5hRSgKF07KOoN8CxPQvEhx3r1R1tFoLWWizzaOaNi5AWJRHUH5fYHP_PWHkQEQ2jQHSSA/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+003.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Look who's 12! April 1991<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6nJs1lkvpEVJhev9qweRwM1QxhxSO3oI_en8H1cdAhPtM2aZt7N-2qT5Fq6LvSh7QShH9p_h4bD1kJdVpX-5U430jZkygVsYcC8Wxb9bYr1EQZ0pRln79VyUUGCjU0PXr4OzpsutONAM/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+004.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448610127676770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6nJs1lkvpEVJhev9qweRwM1QxhxSO3oI_en8H1cdAhPtM2aZt7N-2qT5Fq6LvSh7QShH9p_h4bD1kJdVpX-5U430jZkygVsYcC8Wxb9bYr1EQZ0pRln79VyUUGCjU0PXr4OzpsutONAM/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+004.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Good times in the indoor/outdoor pool!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaej86hW3HhQAi4QcHQzHqRiuIJur-bIzmt9Cn27LNGnU8t43599_W7kWuo2IqjKamqZcnSiKE8hR3YeBoDC7UqtLvn01O-GUyY0T0SLfsazgfwnleLPBstMrnM0_LTFlqi4ykGzlYk4Z8/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+005.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448553274191218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaej86hW3HhQAi4QcHQzHqRiuIJur-bIzmt9Cn27LNGnU8t43599_W7kWuo2IqjKamqZcnSiKE8hR3YeBoDC7UqtLvn01O-GUyY0T0SLfsazgfwnleLPBstMrnM0_LTFlqi4ykGzlYk4Z8/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+005.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Check us all out in Idaho, waiting for the parade.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1iH3umn8GpUUJb-p0vSxQmp7g6Gz_CKHaLymMlNMgV8-7FZgTMHng_fKi62LvYVeRLMQsf-E_KyaxD5GcWZ8kK-c-eHPZST4r2WDkPPJCkU4N5kcVEYJDeisAvV8g9hWfSaJNFz7FMoMb/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+006.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448489855511138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1iH3umn8GpUUJb-p0vSxQmp7g6Gz_CKHaLymMlNMgV8-7FZgTMHng_fKi62LvYVeRLMQsf-E_KyaxD5GcWZ8kK-c-eHPZST4r2WDkPPJCkU4N5kcVEYJDeisAvV8g9hWfSaJNFz7FMoMb/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+006.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Halloween 1991 at the Montoya's. We LOVED going Trick or Treating with the Montoya's!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-iFfSOPPl1qucD7O3vOqGItqgsQDIMC9U_Fv8Kvd0qpY3CPc2eWpKnAoePkxiRH_Y12Wxkm3t7FHKM6o5hVvnvfBd17iv0b2fXYEr3ip4rUDKRtOCIT0Gt0ulan-RU_uQWv91P5naJRD/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+007.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448424032045202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-iFfSOPPl1qucD7O3vOqGItqgsQDIMC9U_Fv8Kvd0qpY3CPc2eWpKnAoePkxiRH_Y12Wxkm3t7FHKM6o5hVvnvfBd17iv0b2fXYEr3ip4rUDKRtOCIT0Gt0ulan-RU_uQWv91P5naJRD/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+007.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas 1991<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_bLrM0pGXoqTjeN42ESWJeU6xW3ESuURBWk_pDqSXuEELCjU8-qAxpkno9fCL-nu4OaQkabJ22Grve-Zg4Lyzn-hM_LtzAjCrmb3d7Fv_8Yo2s7jwCqffaFo3n2ofcMsgSAg39Hrv0-K/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+008.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448361258459810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_bLrM0pGXoqTjeN42ESWJeU6xW3ESuURBWk_pDqSXuEELCjU8-qAxpkno9fCL-nu4OaQkabJ22Grve-Zg4Lyzn-hM_LtzAjCrmb3d7Fv_8Yo2s7jwCqffaFo3n2ofcMsgSAg39Hrv0-K/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+008.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Aren't we so cute?!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lfYRZom1tPDPs9bZdLiGet54iJ96qyUYFX704YW63fGjIZIfqj9fQ7Vtx3QWoK2OEj6BZapsgxPTZ2-2RlCzZ_cHVqiRcPXuP1g_9j3qt6UyS3yhJPNIwI81wD8NjgYAKgFmwYZ9pWWr/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+009.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448301695158018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_lfYRZom1tPDPs9bZdLiGet54iJ96qyUYFX704YW63fGjIZIfqj9fQ7Vtx3QWoK2OEj6BZapsgxPTZ2-2RlCzZ_cHVqiRcPXuP1g_9j3qt6UyS3yhJPNIwI81wD8NjgYAKgFmwYZ9pWWr/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+009.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> You gotta love Dustin's troll doll in the pocket!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWW1aUSK7PYpXkLNFyMOijsE2TQbGq1bmeMM_sdVYU_XAWqFeVzC8kSleKJobl92FCFCmblLklASoUczP8hPBMkvUXuHcpQZas96CviETy4HE-xfvmr7uUOKnpqlgi-qoVR5oP506dVB_/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+010.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448241464507090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWW1aUSK7PYpXkLNFyMOijsE2TQbGq1bmeMM_sdVYU_XAWqFeVzC8kSleKJobl92FCFCmblLklASoUczP8hPBMkvUXuHcpQZas96CviETy4HE-xfvmr7uUOKnpqlgi-qoVR5oP506dVB_/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+010.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> April 11, 1992 in Idaho<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDRy1KnF5UU167D09iQhKDLzHbIXBcZlsuhuGzDyL43EtkT1pz_AcvsVOFDjvVgYS-__vLm5CMckOO3t-YE4ZMHPTmi0noEI2mS4w6kwZ4l1Y_v945BJpUSnWVeha0qXvdQdorj9VuUYU/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+011.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448171035013314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDRy1KnF5UU167D09iQhKDLzHbIXBcZlsuhuGzDyL43EtkT1pz_AcvsVOFDjvVgYS-__vLm5CMckOO3t-YE4ZMHPTmi0noEI2mS4w6kwZ4l1Y_v945BJpUSnWVeha0qXvdQdorj9VuUYU/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+011.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Dustin and I riding a quad at Mark and Verla <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Darrington's</span>. So much fun!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaTN7EVikaFJIQCsQTgKKmBbCCjHlT_6cDZ58DCnDvGVvBdSDZ72aV1gd64ijZc0Pw9rpckxcP_HT5eDo34tAxnIMb_wis05HyGY3tUcVTBp1FzhyphenhyphenYYwGUnTZUDsZn_xBVHOnNwMEf3cEL/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+012.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448109318068466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaTN7EVikaFJIQCsQTgKKmBbCCjHlT_6cDZ58DCnDvGVvBdSDZ72aV1gd64ijZc0Pw9rpckxcP_HT5eDo34tAxnIMb_wis05HyGY3tUcVTBp1FzhyphenhyphenYYwGUnTZUDsZn_xBVHOnNwMEf3cEL/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+012.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Another visit with the Clark's April 17, 1992<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjROi1k4oRyWFMyr4GZMhUjdStFCDFJbiYxQlGMzE0mpjXYXlSeLqFzKiyptNvwra-E-U7kGRVptYGXZ-OBPTOen-sHYX7vko-omGTH4FD_qioZpKO9WdeGkc9oV_Cc3Gj9DcT5l7IvUq7X/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+013.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325448035926870690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjROi1k4oRyWFMyr4GZMhUjdStFCDFJbiYxQlGMzE0mpjXYXlSeLqFzKiyptNvwra-E-U7kGRVptYGXZ-OBPTOen-sHYX7vko-omGTH4FD_qioZpKO9WdeGkc9oV_Cc3Gj9DcT5l7IvUq7X/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+013.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> All of us cousins at Grandma and Grandpa's July 20, 1992(...I was obviously having a no-good-very-bad-day!)<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3bN4kkVvhibBpCRHuI4w9MAGQojm-TlDOwgEbeTloyWeq-ge8LFK1kpaJXxUuk3wSx_5WGbioV0CX_kpqWPReifrYyGUBxl5aauyc4XYTR05z1LoO2yMuog_xJh-9RrTRzOxw-60Bxfk/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+014.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447957500261858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3bN4kkVvhibBpCRHuI4w9MAGQojm-TlDOwgEbeTloyWeq-ge8LFK1kpaJXxUuk3wSx_5WGbioV0CX_kpqWPReifrYyGUBxl5aauyc4XYTR05z1LoO2yMuog_xJh-9RrTRzOxw-60Bxfk/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+014.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Halloween 1992 at the Montoya's again!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wjgLEE6qVn3Wdq6_XFleXG4AhP6306qEuMnESaoFc2tKAcFa4rZwMastcDXkhJm0VJEUbir4d3sL-elheK_B5XGghk_eRCokYzSj1PFYu-jzpk0LFfp6M9uNP0o8b4H3ppVTPb2mV2CH/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+015.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447889477803538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wjgLEE6qVn3Wdq6_XFleXG4AhP6306qEuMnESaoFc2tKAcFa4rZwMastcDXkhJm0VJEUbir4d3sL-elheK_B5XGghk_eRCokYzSj1PFYu-jzpk0LFfp6M9uNP0o8b4H3ppVTPb2mV2CH/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+015.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> November 1992<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyuPOHnJSFTmTXr0Dx6b___NLmCKSApHHu6T1G2yHQv0JxCgGkRGm0Ipl6rsebS5jx9NHG4G3R2XdBvXb4ezSC0U1zCyir2p3CR3X4I2jud-FMXPqmLgz6AGaxg-MTZokZGU1bta8Yd_5K/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+016.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447837459388418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyuPOHnJSFTmTXr0Dx6b___NLmCKSApHHu6T1G2yHQv0JxCgGkRGm0Ipl6rsebS5jx9NHG4G3R2XdBvXb4ezSC0U1zCyir2p3CR3X4I2jud-FMXPqmLgz6AGaxg-MTZokZGU1bta8Yd_5K/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+016.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">December 1992, Disneyland<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizki3jPM7cQI0Buok3P_pCmSKN_WNCjOigtmx6DI1fDYgAUzl83LsetQ7SFmwvICq-vtQP00uC4ARg8Cc3xXq755hmgdn5hMIPJ0aLbZgXp_joiGWPBlgg7dDNbzb4v_nM_73uXchXICQZ/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+017.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447761400396786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizki3jPM7cQI0Buok3P_pCmSKN_WNCjOigtmx6DI1fDYgAUzl83LsetQ7SFmwvICq-vtQP00uC4ARg8Cc3xXq755hmgdn5hMIPJ0aLbZgXp_joiGWPBlgg7dDNbzb4v_nM_73uXchXICQZ/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+017.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas 1992 at Grandma and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Grandpa's</span><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-l6jWPLIHX4hpYWkkLcgsSJtJllSoncI57Q7-GnEDQdL8md75vyKykdEmykKav2t2Z6NRgL-iQZwz04y0NPyuPINZRAFanpd8S399dCOP-NK17G2EPuJ-oyfgPEGbub62yv_tLYYkSkp/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+018.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447699847402050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-l6jWPLIHX4hpYWkkLcgsSJtJllSoncI57Q7-GnEDQdL8md75vyKykdEmykKav2t2Z6NRgL-iQZwz04y0NPyuPINZRAFanpd8S399dCOP-NK17G2EPuJ-oyfgPEGbub62yv_tLYYkSkp/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+018.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Who doesn't love a puffy paint sweatshirt?? Honestly!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL12A1UTJ7DV-0iLg31uXhDm27U__K6PZN-cuCAIdbVogzBiOJAWdASK6ofZbSr995WmTXcfqwQ1bn2c_Jc5gNd_4RA0R86555KeIf5hp0M4R8CEkDU8Ov58IRXXTHnVWSvu5VhyphenhyphenFQc6Ol/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+019.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447599458310370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL12A1UTJ7DV-0iLg31uXhDm27U__K6PZN-cuCAIdbVogzBiOJAWdASK6ofZbSr995WmTXcfqwQ1bn2c_Jc5gNd_4RA0R86555KeIf5hp0M4R8CEkDU8Ov58IRXXTHnVWSvu5VhyphenhyphenFQc6Ol/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+019.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Visiting the Garrard's in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Las</span> Vegas (before we lived here). We were on that trampoline from morning to night when we visited!</span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOteIwZjt0rmPcWIQQGkTvdkIl2NpWqnhPEBrpg_LRtLRq7YXgprVpekxOC22hIr1CuiVBstxGks9AItTKfTzzMJYq3ZblYEzaukSY-eSQlCVu5hXccTamtU36lGErPTwUQrXS_uH1vFWQ/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+020.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447525620085538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOteIwZjt0rmPcWIQQGkTvdkIl2NpWqnhPEBrpg_LRtLRq7YXgprVpekxOC22hIr1CuiVBstxGks9AItTKfTzzMJYq3ZblYEzaukSY-eSQlCVu5hXccTamtU36lGErPTwUQrXS_uH1vFWQ/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+020.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Easter 1993<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-tOp5T4unaL0SQOlKdI3fSNH_5CD0XeOz8zmvI7GSDws9oCEq0e_b_7H8WpnbdBjvYoLAsrFSmmYjPa0djOHDfEB2MinqH1BXZhpmaigLdhD_OrfA8VixXtbtdG4mjhVDYDLbO9O4PQBO/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+021.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447464453841026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-tOp5T4unaL0SQOlKdI3fSNH_5CD0XeOz8zmvI7GSDws9oCEq0e_b_7H8WpnbdBjvYoLAsrFSmmYjPa0djOHDfEB2MinqH1BXZhpmaigLdhD_OrfA8VixXtbtdG4mjhVDYDLbO9O4PQBO/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+021.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Grandma and Grandpa's June 1993<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8w9n_hAEDCKQ3trnD1Ufavf1Q6l8zqyLiKi6GufOd_9MNaGFB6xiBHPvDrtFrjJDwUBiDrPdMfvLafQ_p8_Mk2Ka-OqCPQ7FAiVTaF_r7gZcXCblWHFBis6uoPISrdtF6Qt9qTPkj94pW/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+022.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447404916430690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8w9n_hAEDCKQ3trnD1Ufavf1Q6l8zqyLiKi6GufOd_9MNaGFB6xiBHPvDrtFrjJDwUBiDrPdMfvLafQ_p8_Mk2Ka-OqCPQ7FAiVTaF_r7gZcXCblWHFBis6uoPISrdtF6Qt9qTPkj94pW/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+022.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Huntington Beach, June 1993<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86nAkBAv_CMPIi408fQm4s_zrBtGQqSRFUM9H1DWsrD6zslXDBAAbIKMV5RflEeRzgSvW94kHtOBSxDDdqcl-9ujjyaiwIXKymKUATYcsfmTGILZgerZOmFPLa0PhwfO4EhuiHBzmR-Iz/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+023.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447342658945842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg86nAkBAv_CMPIi408fQm4s_zrBtGQqSRFUM9H1DWsrD6zslXDBAAbIKMV5RflEeRzgSvW94kHtOBSxDDdqcl-9ujjyaiwIXKymKUATYcsfmTGILZgerZOmFPLa0PhwfO4EhuiHBzmR-Iz/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+023.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas 1993</span></div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcMlSobixGTIk5ADu5pdauseZKOmP_412NOW0zA35ZzXV7l5EbFzopSEkP5q8Fjvgbl8sMR0IRaySTciv5W_Ui0jPnQaUWYQ81-6_WXkEiVFv2i_tlNT2majbg7oTGWyG0E9oeposCBrR/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+024.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447274667518402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcMlSobixGTIk5ADu5pdauseZKOmP_412NOW0zA35ZzXV7l5EbFzopSEkP5q8Fjvgbl8sMR0IRaySTciv5W_Ui0jPnQaUWYQ81-6_WXkEiVFv2i_tlNT2majbg7oTGWyG0E9oeposCBrR/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+024.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> One of my favorites! Tyler, Dustin, and I always had a good time playing in the bonus room!<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjVMFm0sk-vgODL_GDqLFKbAfsDrtehz66v653B1ZJXBXrp37DDU0es_dOWCiymv3xiMM8cmlDgWDmKz6xQL5p4t6zLHfcRToRhetyzTYS-sAc5sE8RBUrqRb8VEZMbfAa50neUpRr2SM/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+025.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447201758729826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjVMFm0sk-vgODL_GDqLFKbAfsDrtehz66v653B1ZJXBXrp37DDU0es_dOWCiymv3xiMM8cmlDgWDmKz6xQL5p4t6zLHfcRToRhetyzTYS-sAc5sE8RBUrqRb8VEZMbfAa50neUpRr2SM/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+025.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Easter 1994. Check out Riley's face!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tsKrEsInFkQVTO80LBvk_TN7dXhRZU51UU85FPMSYj6bUJc8o75R72BJAMx5ytoe8jLtrTW1H923T6VJxvp54dVBntMYhtTqzS3Xlnf3AjXVJISt6rkD7ZIPzF2nb6CUtlztpIsa0mqn/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+026.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447145855885602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2tsKrEsInFkQVTO80LBvk_TN7dXhRZU51UU85FPMSYj6bUJc8o75R72BJAMx5ytoe8jLtrTW1H923T6VJxvp54dVBntMYhtTqzS3Xlnf3AjXVJISt6rkD7ZIPzF2nb6CUtlztpIsa0mqn/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+026.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> June 1994 at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Grandma</span> and Grandpa's<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLSLk6EvFos4XNWHWM5ByxKFOr4CzWpvst54vJr6C4UrfyTmiamDZ0TiObbb6Aq-dd_fmSb4JnQITxPtzI34kEExjCWeq0UxPwJKK5CwdEapRWyfiqDt1YFw9NTz2Wfpyt4eK92oog-buI/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+027.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447080913943346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLSLk6EvFos4XNWHWM5ByxKFOr4CzWpvst54vJr6C4UrfyTmiamDZ0TiObbb6Aq-dd_fmSb4JnQITxPtzI34kEExjCWeq0UxPwJKK5CwdEapRWyfiqDt1YFw9NTz2Wfpyt4eK92oog-buI/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+027.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Hanging out with Brandon and Morgan in San <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Elijo</span>, camping at the beach. Summer 1994<br /><br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHgoLML59KZHVyqVA_ZHwr6PSc2w7Kiqt7VBcjKylo0Nxa-KAAFCZlZxUYsIi0OSp86Q8nP_63KECJjwB0N3PrzS3jEap2LkHWmvdUKFpNqD-m2C0WF9QSpapODx-ONzw7Gwar_7p0TYLt/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+028.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325447008768939346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHgoLML59KZHVyqVA_ZHwr6PSc2w7Kiqt7VBcjKylo0Nxa-KAAFCZlZxUYsIi0OSp86Q8nP_63KECJjwB0N3PrzS3jEap2LkHWmvdUKFpNqD-m2C0WF9QSpapODx-ONzw7Gwar_7p0TYLt/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+028.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Time to leave!<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii_bR2d6sV43de6egD8gdOgBD_ouLT5ubBqt9-0bIfgJ8k0xd-w412aJOBBOq4xoL_o5liynwm8qpcBCkFdYcjoxcv-aefctbD7QxWCuDEXZNOuOXK1WkzbowdkLlFszWynbi-Fck2XOLj/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+029.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446922449862130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii_bR2d6sV43de6egD8gdOgBD_ouLT5ubBqt9-0bIfgJ8k0xd-w412aJOBBOq4xoL_o5liynwm8qpcBCkFdYcjoxcv-aefctbD7QxWCuDEXZNOuOXK1WkzbowdkLlFszWynbi-Fck2XOLj/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+029.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Hanging out at the Taylor's in Idaho, with Brandon and Morgan.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKIahlRkaT3qrmBjYIDkZOAqyodtP2k77bsbaa1jXxzFC9s3m_ZErGRQHJ46ih2JJR0jxW11TNw55HbgrLcUTjZAmmRJL7YdoS2MdSsk7CL7YAUOFI99Gg9lnT0MqSok25D9fx3F5WL99/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+030.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446867217989282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKIahlRkaT3qrmBjYIDkZOAqyodtP2k77bsbaa1jXxzFC9s3m_ZErGRQHJ46ih2JJR0jxW11TNw55HbgrLcUTjZAmmRJL7YdoS2MdSsk7CL7YAUOFI99Gg9lnT0MqSok25D9fx3F5WL99/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+030.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> November 1994<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimSZdaGQ8znzI64U4L9Rcc1t07MKRAFrsGG1gdpFBwgep7cEUmlEqv0NAiWNWh3kMD7B4jFvPhzvkmCA8qKVCu4D0wT2W80RWhNTihxBxOZWP8PkHhtZchtMl9JBNMfIKNlaFE7sw6AG70/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+031.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446808647016338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimSZdaGQ8znzI64U4L9Rcc1t07MKRAFrsGG1gdpFBwgep7cEUmlEqv0NAiWNWh3kMD7B4jFvPhzvkmCA8qKVCu4D0wT2W80RWhNTihxBxOZWP8PkHhtZchtMl9JBNMfIKNlaFE7sw6AG70/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+031.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas time at Disneyland, 1994</span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinygPWLJwQ73UiZtZrCMVHA6I7tYAMn5fK3zdvohFO3iJuLOEPqE-3uulx_rqVZjBKO7SIb1m3Hl7iTSvEJxrVTeghX-k2VJPn7UlJsmT5kFt-C8p5qVeJgvyYy40guYfcn8XVzGcnEVG7/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+032.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446739215453954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinygPWLJwQ73UiZtZrCMVHA6I7tYAMn5fK3zdvohFO3iJuLOEPqE-3uulx_rqVZjBKO7SIb1m3Hl7iTSvEJxrVTeghX-k2VJPn7UlJsmT5kFt-C8p5qVeJgvyYy40guYfcn8XVzGcnEVG7/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+032.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fast forward to... The whole family at Disneyland in December 1995.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4zLj_JHcsgZ9Tj-ME_iucHjezu07AVzCOAyDEMZ8abqJ-Jq-nkZ-YtgVXTxO7gf9yNvH_XrZzvft6FWcleYMRnWcawM7GCm1bm9LvzRmcJVBHNdV78L55jvvn3kjei9cNGgayBoL8xTXY/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+033.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446684038205346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4zLj_JHcsgZ9Tj-ME_iucHjezu07AVzCOAyDEMZ8abqJ-Jq-nkZ-YtgVXTxO7gf9yNvH_XrZzvft6FWcleYMRnWcawM7GCm1bm9LvzRmcJVBHNdV78L55jvvn3kjei9cNGgayBoL8xTXY/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+033.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Christmas at Grandma and Grandpa's 1995<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSC1snseVzONKn6RXlbQhtTViUcjvjv8t0Df4SGaVnBmZm0qF3553F_Ipd8xAMvm8FFGUhhEKxlq1UDSf1cEqWWfBMVDyT87BRg5ptIh_9at6uYWtnQ8RYUH7Tm5sMMWGfUV9ZLFtyxCsn/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+034.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446630643565394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSC1snseVzONKn6RXlbQhtTViUcjvjv8t0Df4SGaVnBmZm0qF3553F_Ipd8xAMvm8FFGUhhEKxlq1UDSf1cEqWWfBMVDyT87BRg5ptIh_9at6uYWtnQ8RYUH7Tm5sMMWGfUV9ZLFtyxCsn/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+034.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Another one of my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">fav's</span>! Crazy water fight. We lived in Vegas now. June 1996<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKgIENQghuF_vrXZFAed6OGR3vvK-xINw4_GLkCLBg5fBFb0TaGUVNjG_woLX52I7tr00JG3Rc4w59UclbLD_luuQ6jOhCHQY4OMTUD_qcX4CuZrsBaVNXMKjLw-dtqh9eyfPrcPLOZsi/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+035.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446573759507762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKgIENQghuF_vrXZFAed6OGR3vvK-xINw4_GLkCLBg5fBFb0TaGUVNjG_woLX52I7tr00JG3Rc4w59UclbLD_luuQ6jOhCHQY4OMTUD_qcX4CuZrsBaVNXMKjLw-dtqh9eyfPrcPLOZsi/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+035.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Dustin and I goofing around.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEx7uEUPJiRPoXJSNLXXxBk7x8WZoH9His_cad_OLXmrp3bvB6ZoRD1TmPaU4KO2H9ai7F4yN99jDPD2WBHN0YKtlX7pUNdP8dPZUxh7g_ibh78B1l7CLZ7Sy6xn_kCQLMVn7KDSc2lvS/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446511029240370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqEx7uEUPJiRPoXJSNLXXxBk7x8WZoH9His_cad_OLXmrp3bvB6ZoRD1TmPaU4KO2H9ai7F4yN99jDPD2WBHN0YKtlX7pUNdP8dPZUxh7g_ibh78B1l7CLZ7Sy6xn_kCQLMVn7KDSc2lvS/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+036.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sibling love...haha!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5UXqjioC8hjerZD0kpTWL8OAxtzLXNt89N-JgEKn_SSWOfyCiLGXPDBNP1_dzve5d8Wej0UFlNlNSsyDuqFPOkJWvn_SltCpelgfsc8CXMQN2Pkbjmhjlf6mvqXjtwgh5jgPHbfoIRyhv/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446453847251890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5UXqjioC8hjerZD0kpTWL8OAxtzLXNt89N-JgEKn_SSWOfyCiLGXPDBNP1_dzve5d8Wej0UFlNlNSsyDuqFPOkJWvn_SltCpelgfsc8CXMQN2Pkbjmhjlf6mvqXjtwgh5jgPHbfoIRyhv/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+037.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Our little drummer boy!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKBrt7e0iskVBwVS_jfd0KWdY12iWI-k33DQ3F7YcqZ0ieRMKHAuBjK1Cm8_sCrw4N2-okOk6hnqDL21Md26PD61HgqM4i9L9hRq64uD5ov1-IpHlJax1PWHpp8582UY0o0TJHZ1xvxzy/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446402832074706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKBrt7e0iskVBwVS_jfd0KWdY12iWI-k33DQ3F7YcqZ0ieRMKHAuBjK1Cm8_sCrw4N2-okOk6hnqDL21Md26PD61HgqM4i9L9hRq64uD5ov1-IpHlJax1PWHpp8582UY0o0TJHZ1xvxzy/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Dustin and Leah exchanging mints, June 1998. So cute!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfmaLPYmBMz3oG4SuPaZLlk3af-1mrUUzEeTTBpVXdCfK0dtnyvPr6RxlJjHuUIxPzLIBOuwFWEefbfT8u8BpQtxh5F1aqzvwevWwz60Hwy2cmgX_73Jy52wJM8Zt5iA6NpBIJQ209nfs/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446343860250258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfmaLPYmBMz3oG4SuPaZLlk3af-1mrUUzEeTTBpVXdCfK0dtnyvPr6RxlJjHuUIxPzLIBOuwFWEefbfT8u8BpQtxh5F1aqzvwevWwz60Hwy2cmgX_73Jy52wJM8Zt5iA6NpBIJQ209nfs/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+039.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Dustin and a very little Madison!</span> <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbD4cj0-Ow0mYBveu6knnyeovZfKobEWyaSCCI8inYvlPQEc5XjN__J2u11We56zBD8aRNglmxihgIrY_SmfIkmJ5B9yCx1Cg4Zs1xn6azWVMc_6m5ntQwGQGF2EHUcRG0_gqppOjnJhA/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446286518651794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSbD4cj0-Ow0mYBveu6knnyeovZfKobEWyaSCCI8inYvlPQEc5XjN__J2u11We56zBD8aRNglmxihgIrY_SmfIkmJ5B9yCx1Cg4Zs1xn6azWVMc_6m5ntQwGQGF2EHUcRG0_gqppOjnJhA/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+040.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dustin being Dustin.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8lSIKnY26-ee_DbOnN6WzOlxc_08GoMqfQKo3HgaSdT6wddv3ygJqVI1EEiWKIeTJQDwKGoDRdKoaX2-iIdnJRQc035GI3mL8T_QTXWapRMLOuOR1t2Bj10k0eGPreGgVatkpP4rhsvy/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446236316451730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8lSIKnY26-ee_DbOnN6WzOlxc_08GoMqfQKo3HgaSdT6wddv3ygJqVI1EEiWKIeTJQDwKGoDRdKoaX2-iIdnJRQc035GI3mL8T_QTXWapRMLOuOR1t2Bj10k0eGPreGgVatkpP4rhsvy/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dustin, Leah, Madison, and Riley at Disneyland, I'm guessing summer of 1998.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7lcq3Svy9Un1XBLhvRjLFZfHqLOX6HVf9dnDslBCuJmDg2h4swW62srYuOwJg6i52ZGPYJUbWzGkTKZBoAhgq1fVbpFfssXhAmLnwzSe2IK_r27VgvaZf_pUgxbsF7sn9u_j8BFkSKv74/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446173171961490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7lcq3Svy9Un1XBLhvRjLFZfHqLOX6HVf9dnDslBCuJmDg2h4swW62srYuOwJg6i52ZGPYJUbWzGkTKZBoAhgq1fVbpFfssXhAmLnwzSe2IK_r27VgvaZf_pUgxbsF7sn9u_j8BFkSKv74/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+042.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dustin and Leah camping at the beach. Hubba, hubba! haha!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq85bIb6f2gWuLn6pEYdXeAkYsfGXkr9ZEx3DvQHLZnrBAZC2CL0mkILnc4PsR4kKphQT2S10SRbCfxaxVhKjKPwlC0VnbU2kPSOysdBteAlWBOJMa6_AIJfmnj2m67GNE4QwV4YXJUvHQ/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446122968527858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq85bIb6f2gWuLn6pEYdXeAkYsfGXkr9ZEx3DvQHLZnrBAZC2CL0mkILnc4PsR4kKphQT2S10SRbCfxaxVhKjKPwlC0VnbU2kPSOysdBteAlWBOJMa6_AIJfmnj2m67GNE4QwV4YXJUvHQ/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Another one of my fav's (okay, so I have a lot of favorite's!)<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0exUlAQkqjuHCGeK6p7w2iJkIh2OYQ-DzFlsISoA0y4DAVnnSbxuFwNXtKW-jZPJN684-UTXoCVyy3NIuBIoow895nFeU9qujQZyRR3sjvV-Q9dySxN_AFENKAJ1ALx88b2HetjTMrV-2/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446074925006226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0exUlAQkqjuHCGeK6p7w2iJkIh2OYQ-DzFlsISoA0y4DAVnnSbxuFwNXtKW-jZPJN684-UTXoCVyy3NIuBIoow895nFeU9qujQZyRR3sjvV-Q9dySxN_AFENKAJ1ALx88b2HetjTMrV-2/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+044.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Check out this guy! Camping at the beach, July 1999, just DAYS before Karley would be born!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kho3JBD1X5TOwDMleNXyahmQpF7ONTlM0cdjLbUHIfSs6M8nf2CjZHloHX8EqChBkmzmQs0S2fEO9mD35pTScNIJ_SOn0dC-DcKi_pvX5HJOPN5aPUdOoYnxIY65HBrMPbzcXuk7Yh88/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325446019317779410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kho3JBD1X5TOwDMleNXyahmQpF7ONTlM0cdjLbUHIfSs6M8nf2CjZHloHX8EqChBkmzmQs0S2fEO9mD35pTScNIJ_SOn0dC-DcKi_pvX5HJOPN5aPUdOoYnxIY65HBrMPbzcXuk7Yh88/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is a great example of one of Dustin's stances. Another one would be when he folds his arms and tucks his hands in his pits. haha</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgyxgxBtT_EpRMTBghW62wGZ3Q2EOCpI7TYUd6zT_qTiedL5LVXuC2d-ajyql-M6s91ZSNrM5cIWwsDWTyPqo1KzobTIWazi2fkNIrErF4_sY2tmeQ674DRjMsuCWdWIxYUYsrdTnBxsz/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325445961660652914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCgyxgxBtT_EpRMTBghW62wGZ3Q2EOCpI7TYUd6zT_qTiedL5LVXuC2d-ajyql-M6s91ZSNrM5cIWwsDWTyPqo1KzobTIWazi2fkNIrErF4_sY2tmeQ674DRjMsuCWdWIxYUYsrdTnBxsz/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dustin taking a nap with a very new baby Karley...SO PRECIOUS!!!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKU9K_wrcm-nYml6gF67hW1a3TNgf2x9u_WaRs5cdTVXmvkYqfq1taWCWoQf-K0V2PsaJercOwITnuSBdtm2VxI_V_Xz7vOOsZfLMayQHf3CDbtL-cWDc9eWiw2PxeAFlp1tisGXY3KiS2/s1600-h/Dustin+b-day+blog+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325445910700434338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKU9K_wrcm-nYml6gF67hW1a3TNgf2x9u_WaRs5cdTVXmvkYqfq1taWCWoQf-K0V2PsaJercOwITnuSBdtm2VxI_V_Xz7vOOsZfLMayQHf3CDbtL-cWDc9eWiw2PxeAFlp1tisGXY3KiS2/s400/Dustin+b-day+blog+047.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fast forward to today and look at what a beautiful family you have and what a wonderful man you've become!!! Dustin, you are such a great father, husband, and brother!!! I have so many fun memeories of our childhood and I love making new ones with our little families. I hope you have a VERY HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY, YOU DESERVE IT!!! Love you bro!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">P.S. And you know if I had the money I would totally buy you a sweet drumset for your big day!</span> <br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-52555752805792124662009-03-23T21:35:00.000-07:002009-03-23T22:10:06.660-07:007 years ago today...<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Frankie and I tied the knot! I can't believe it's been 7 years already! I'm so thankful for Frankie. I love watching him playing with our boys. I love that we still laugh so hard that we are sore. I love that he puts up with my craziness. I love that he works his butt off for our family so we can have all the things we want. I love his dedication to our little family. I LOVE YOU FRANKIE!!! HAPPY 7TH ANNIVERSARY!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I thought I'd throw in some pictures from the big day. I don't <em>love</em> the pictures we had professionally done, so I only put a few on here. And the other pictures were taken before digital camera's were all the rage, so that explains the quality. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5pNxu66vxFahfx4EK_i_H0cJNfP-9mYYvykdZe9RyTjWJ0wReiFhhpsp49WsrpjibYQkNMcfEcBgZ3VxDwLK3Y3UqPOJGhPYM2uWnaPmk0jfo5QNWfO59_kK3VBQshtk2UsM5FSZDE07l/s1600-h/wedding+pics.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609683257587458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5pNxu66vxFahfx4EK_i_H0cJNfP-9mYYvykdZe9RyTjWJ0wReiFhhpsp49WsrpjibYQkNMcfEcBgZ3VxDwLK3Y3UqPOJGhPYM2uWnaPmk0jfo5QNWfO59_kK3VBQshtk2UsM5FSZDE07l/s400/wedding+pics.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGL8riY889ssQucWlpcaa9XC3fK_MUgHnhRB7yvZw8LBMqQai3bGPWmDL_BKZoOzQ3ssOqwMyFNISaR1DljD4zdXPUHDrBk7zbBtFp8_MWj_HrYnyg5rj0J5VaOA1FFVcNELSeTodvPjC/s1600-h/wedding+pics+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609625187429954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvGL8riY889ssQucWlpcaa9XC3fK_MUgHnhRB7yvZw8LBMqQai3bGPWmDL_BKZoOzQ3ssOqwMyFNISaR1DljD4zdXPUHDrBk7zbBtFp8_MWj_HrYnyg5rj0J5VaOA1FFVcNELSeTodvPjC/s400/wedding+pics+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I now pronounce you husband and wife! I love this picture. We're laughing because I put his ring on the wrong finger! Hey, he gave me the wrong hand...so I blame him! haha!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmF6ydcvbk3t1nHT66imAs_FIyfSNhKKvZIdeuznHFvYL7yHF1nrXOsI431SE3L7351juXUlkmyUVLF5S_1D2Sccm4IFIQbAZ2Kx5dcU1TOgOOiFKBD0fGvPgGDIQlqfBJ5FhkKB2Z3coI/s1600-h/wedding+pics+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609574132291922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmF6ydcvbk3t1nHT66imAs_FIyfSNhKKvZIdeuznHFvYL7yHF1nrXOsI431SE3L7351juXUlkmyUVLF5S_1D2Sccm4IFIQbAZ2Kx5dcU1TOgOOiFKBD0fGvPgGDIQlqfBJ5FhkKB2Z3coI/s400/wedding+pics+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is my little Bradley. Wasn't he so handsome?! He had just turned 1. And Frankie was lookin' hott himself!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZm_Cjwzv0MPqnOywAMJofEMi02y5NPlVUnXR50G7yKK3oXrEPin8Sa40g2fBtW1oDZK4VOoEBOVh1YIHnrFU5ffFzWXCunYG3pw515ze8CdOnquaaCyDo9B1hf4cBTZDE8N9NAJ6r7bQ/s1600-h/wedding+pics+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609518343051186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZm_Cjwzv0MPqnOywAMJofEMi02y5NPlVUnXR50G7yKK3oXrEPin8Sa40g2fBtW1oDZK4VOoEBOVh1YIHnrFU5ffFzWXCunYG3pw515ze8CdOnquaaCyDo9B1hf4cBTZDE8N9NAJ6r7bQ/s400/wedding+pics+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Another one of Bradley in his little tux. Aaaawww!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2z_attLPyDRiLhWj-sfBLO4JBDQPyByQDipXnLagmcP4WLdcBn4YZcS5cGteksx0pF5EBUImFtwqvJjMTou51TthOY_yQeBzAjXMMuPjY0Z044h1dQq3xFaMAw7HyZO6uYiYkU9SI9Srg/s1600-h/wedding+pics+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609466192370754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2z_attLPyDRiLhWj-sfBLO4JBDQPyByQDipXnLagmcP4WLdcBn4YZcS5cGteksx0pF5EBUImFtwqvJjMTou51TthOY_yQeBzAjXMMuPjY0Z044h1dQq3xFaMAw7HyZO6uYiYkU9SI9Srg/s400/wedding+pics+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Grandma and Grandpa Darrington...I love them soooo much!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvrj4dEtlFqv_lSl8NXFwpX2qVjvAsZMeMJ8fobefeicY06PKnu6FtpZEIhqz4ryokXdl_Yn7XOx8aDdbVXsWa5bPlwofrnJ0V3qQYF3zob3zRKVfB81q_7ygiXmw6ZgizLaneM8o1tO8L/s1600-h/wedding+pics+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609416121720482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvrj4dEtlFqv_lSl8NXFwpX2qVjvAsZMeMJ8fobefeicY06PKnu6FtpZEIhqz4ryokXdl_Yn7XOx8aDdbVXsWa5bPlwofrnJ0V3qQYF3zob3zRKVfB81q_7ygiXmw6ZgizLaneM8o1tO8L/s400/wedding+pics+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is my parents with the Clark's. They came all the way from Utah so Larry could marry Frankie and I. I love these guys!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8XsW_-dvvgNQHz2DV5eeJ9ZIEem6gT_XK22vP4b9p4A0oK08ra0O8SqvQsMnoP9GHNG8KyRpWlPAckAIa7QM-b8h7k7edUU6AwSmSH5owlUDhwnrnoCTjHOnFjEqwTwed0gFMAEpR7mF/s1600-h/wedding+pics+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609303386814482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8XsW_-dvvgNQHz2DV5eeJ9ZIEem6gT_XK22vP4b9p4A0oK08ra0O8SqvQsMnoP9GHNG8KyRpWlPAckAIa7QM-b8h7k7edUU6AwSmSH5owlUDhwnrnoCTjHOnFjEqwTwed0gFMAEpR7mF/s400/wedding+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is just a random shot of my relatives, but I love it none the less.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVtZSIhOa56jg1KKHNSAoV8rq0KkVF66X5WMwrxlOuvYGTWM1nhPDCw1m_0GHorfbh7CsnT5duk2hsgdi16d2IePbKiTGtDLZUaYU8jUgmLfnmLjJI2QqNyqVSaEHlm5KMXrFIOkMGWQl/s1600-h/wedding+pics+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609244840790498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVtZSIhOa56jg1KKHNSAoV8rq0KkVF66X5WMwrxlOuvYGTWM1nhPDCw1m_0GHorfbh7CsnT5duk2hsgdi16d2IePbKiTGtDLZUaYU8jUgmLfnmLjJI2QqNyqVSaEHlm5KMXrFIOkMGWQl/s400/wedding+pics+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I love my cousin's Bryan and Amanda!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsUj9gG11-L2Iz2aVYbYUqDdLAnSomp88ieugKYrO0BBNCyOLta-v4yQcCTDvttglyb5_gCeeQDTpafmydmQMkvzNK0UozSzZ7EMRJ1mxvJKCcODk_wyXs9GcsoKs5c5AngnfE1JmGjVm/s1600-h/wedding+pics+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609172195300498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVsUj9gG11-L2Iz2aVYbYUqDdLAnSomp88ieugKYrO0BBNCyOLta-v4yQcCTDvttglyb5_gCeeQDTpafmydmQMkvzNK0UozSzZ7EMRJ1mxvJKCcODk_wyXs9GcsoKs5c5AngnfE1JmGjVm/s400/wedding+pics+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We share our anniversary with my Aunt Lisa and Uncle Kurt, so we surprised them by playing their wedding song so they could dance together. So cute!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutM4eIW1SRpmntdaXPwth7_FsJUpgzMYpJR4IYIOyxXz51GE2i8LasUAGMSP4k5fGBzpvEDsyMpCgJ-sgdP6NxljBonWY_W78eE-wgzc1cKXyB5Si7sPb6AmrMU2nomtz2CQ6_i56NTMi/s1600-h/wedding+pics+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609093867509634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutM4eIW1SRpmntdaXPwth7_FsJUpgzMYpJR4IYIOyxXz51GE2i8LasUAGMSP4k5fGBzpvEDsyMpCgJ-sgdP6NxljBonWY_W78eE-wgzc1cKXyB5Si7sPb6AmrMU2nomtz2CQ6_i56NTMi/s400/wedding+pics+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hey ladies!!! All these lovely ladies are related to me!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0zBvobln5an571WqhvOB1gTKeZAs4TZtGPlTTTIahgxWmjaABrjiUrBt2VoYayNA-IBAKqPaDY2yl9Hx2NpCpRrVBEWAHUfMFx9BGbWBfia4fHykkNM1v-t0Ye7Keep1o2LyraWRzwAh/s1600-h/wedding+pics+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609035025498946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0zBvobln5an571WqhvOB1gTKeZAs4TZtGPlTTTIahgxWmjaABrjiUrBt2VoYayNA-IBAKqPaDY2yl9Hx2NpCpRrVBEWAHUfMFx9BGbWBfia4fHykkNM1v-t0Ye7Keep1o2LyraWRzwAh/s400/wedding+pics+010.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Grandpa, (a very tiny) Madison, and myself were gettin' our groove on! Darin was observing from the sidelines.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmqRxasGchjELJXlZ7RNsYsHvyIkOX1VEVv_mKC-itU0VmvIJ7tLl-mWEHUZ2cOPemv27eTaF1DojSAJjJujfDvtacPQcOFYRpBqSYn1PYmdsxHUxePrlvkcpXadhjiRck6gJBSkPgCSi/s1600-h/wedding+pics+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608959589056258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUmqRxasGchjELJXlZ7RNsYsHvyIkOX1VEVv_mKC-itU0VmvIJ7tLl-mWEHUZ2cOPemv27eTaF1DojSAJjJujfDvtacPQcOFYRpBqSYn1PYmdsxHUxePrlvkcpXadhjiRck6gJBSkPgCSi/s400/wedding+pics+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Aunt Julie and my cousin Brandon...aaawww mother and son dance!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBiIwXvEfkOqp9icIRwumrhx8RX7obElEyPQ0WbGhjvBp01zEkEGrZEcQykeVMzHbm1qG8mYD7QWDjxAcdOoAnZyubEXO_FUsLgi60yNmGuTUqO3dFGWUjI92ptf55AKT0utXWmnQf7bZ0/s1600-h/wedding+pics+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608864812946434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBiIwXvEfkOqp9icIRwumrhx8RX7obElEyPQ0WbGhjvBp01zEkEGrZEcQykeVMzHbm1qG8mYD7QWDjxAcdOoAnZyubEXO_FUsLgi60yNmGuTUqO3dFGWUjI92ptf55AKT0utXWmnQf7bZ0/s400/wedding+pics+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Morgan, Garrett, and Brandon just chillin' watching all of us gettin' crazy on the dance floor.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRtmgMlD0YWOwoxxMPHRhUSBH61DsQatAOOjvC6dwV8PDjQEz4C-OyNu7kSCeVuyLl0phIdQUsNkorqXaQ9tT8XEqroD_cm8NgSbI610PgNU7DgrOhOYl7929i5BiKCvbBh5pmyab6s__/s1600-h/wedding+pics+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608802501625650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRtmgMlD0YWOwoxxMPHRhUSBH61DsQatAOOjvC6dwV8PDjQEz4C-OyNu7kSCeVuyLl0phIdQUsNkorqXaQ9tT8XEqroD_cm8NgSbI610PgNU7DgrOhOYl7929i5BiKCvbBh5pmyab6s__/s400/wedding+pics+013.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My Grandpa and I were dancing to a slow song when No Doubt's Hey Baby came on. Do you think we were going to stop dancing?? Heck no! That's when we really started shakin' it! My Grandpa's got some moves!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicnBOArQd_sc1BFiaCuxLwSdhyaYqe8DLni_gDVNFbwnnayCW2QOM8dJ_E6_W9aH2CCHPsZgF-o7B_sHz2YXMmpypFcbUcb-icNkIRmbjN16y8wjH2jwHCWnneLuiMwTCufAkYr6AtylO/s1600-h/wedding+pics+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608731486098162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgicnBOArQd_sc1BFiaCuxLwSdhyaYqe8DLni_gDVNFbwnnayCW2QOM8dJ_E6_W9aH2CCHPsZgF-o7B_sHz2YXMmpypFcbUcb-icNkIRmbjN16y8wjH2jwHCWnneLuiMwTCufAkYr6AtylO/s400/wedding+pics+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Brandon and I sharing a dance.</span> <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlSAaHbEWr4QjDWkFUPVkr1XHBgx1Ki_mkFHjOnO8De3vA7sGRmH4FMBDPArZVTTwmHj098riNqjpZQp_rWvbcWt4YDSS8vUlLaGA0NqUjPly-OUouIX1ZzZgLQAU3rw7_N3CeVUs1LA8/s1600-h/wedding+pics+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608678871150498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlSAaHbEWr4QjDWkFUPVkr1XHBgx1Ki_mkFHjOnO8De3vA7sGRmH4FMBDPArZVTTwmHj098riNqjpZQp_rWvbcWt4YDSS8vUlLaGA0NqUjPly-OUouIX1ZzZgLQAU3rw7_N3CeVUs1LA8/s400/wedding+pics+015.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No cake fights at my wedding! Frankie knew the consequences...haha!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9GOu9ffTwSGivcrybu9tbebCO2TxASnYxKZF2C7H8eY7p_1q8lWl4KMFE_eMzIDj2mUihy9syidtkp-eXiKx20J3r7gJFcOk_GwiaNfQf1yn45YTOM4wkGVGHty9v6DQxfLGps8FPn5hN/s1600-h/wedding+pics+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608609072781602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9GOu9ffTwSGivcrybu9tbebCO2TxASnYxKZF2C7H8eY7p_1q8lWl4KMFE_eMzIDj2mUihy9syidtkp-eXiKx20J3r7gJFcOk_GwiaNfQf1yn45YTOM4wkGVGHty9v6DQxfLGps8FPn5hN/s400/wedding+pics+016.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love, love, love this picture of my dad with Bradley! Soooo cute!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFsCZ9coO1x-Qb7vQ-ylP_73uPModckkXRQorRCLQjXgiibXM7nLvbjrp1D8a22psfy42UT1_NQe6kKE9XxtXCZjEL4YjvqgtWbKyF41V7Qa8cieqTO0cDfJ-tHhk86xTl9nKSJY36rnxV/s1600-h/wedding+pics+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608521501091186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFsCZ9coO1x-Qb7vQ-ylP_73uPModckkXRQorRCLQjXgiibXM7nLvbjrp1D8a22psfy42UT1_NQe6kKE9XxtXCZjEL4YjvqgtWbKyF41V7Qa8cieqTO0cDfJ-tHhk86xTl9nKSJY36rnxV/s400/wedding+pics+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> There was A LOT of dancing at my wedding, but when us ladies had a little dance circle Dustin couldn't help himself. He got in the middle and let loose! That was THE BEST! It's still talked about to this day.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuw1D3kO6PElKEBq_wGqtIjGfeEIlMruYBgvEgrMdqARrKgY2K61pEOm4Tdyw17vTz-Xbm4BGMPjtVw1gKeRWOUlP0q_jPMScDjqDPl5PGosOOPEf7pZOZZZN3XfjnaB8h3oj0edmOXh73/s1600-h/wedding+pics+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316608419870840066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuw1D3kO6PElKEBq_wGqtIjGfeEIlMruYBgvEgrMdqARrKgY2K61pEOm4Tdyw17vTz-Xbm4BGMPjtVw1gKeRWOUlP0q_jPMScDjqDPl5PGosOOPEf7pZOZZZN3XfjnaB8h3oj0edmOXh73/s400/wedding+pics+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> She's got legs! Frankie getting my garter. Naughty boy!</span><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">I LOVE YOU FRANKIE!!! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-77486474831010725872009-03-11T20:48:00.000-07:002009-03-11T23:41:29.189-07:00The Happiest Place on Earth<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">At the end of February we were so excited to be going to Disneyland for the boys' birthdays. Wouldn't you know right before we left Landon ended up with croup. He hadn't been sick for a long time, so of course he had to get sick right before we were leaving. We weren't going to let it slow us down, and we headed out for our 3 days of Disneyland.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jzTAFQ_CRkA9fsaABzDp7szHOtCvmyEoAasWTjhSuKPS1asvxYtHysWr9VaIOUP79kSMu7bV8wlP-qBW4LBynqn-Iq_eX1KTyfxVSeQKnVqhNQz0nJqsPi2obY4cucGoDU5Fm3zGhhBA/s1600-h/100_2775.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312146800492347554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jzTAFQ_CRkA9fsaABzDp7szHOtCvmyEoAasWTjhSuKPS1asvxYtHysWr9VaIOUP79kSMu7bV8wlP-qBW4LBynqn-Iq_eX1KTyfxVSeQKnVqhNQz0nJqsPi2obY4cucGoDU5Fm3zGhhBA/s400/100_2775.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon likes to play Bradley's GameBoy and calls it his "DS". That along with a few movies and we were there!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We only went to Disneyland for the last half of the day when we got to town. Landon was doing the whole bark-cough that comes with croup and it was driving me crazy. I felt SO bad for him.</p><br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQYAVtRJ5HIxisz_3Q3iT4W8SFMZuAaaFPKtcH-Iy5wih7ZfIa-wPFMjDqS1rqcXlsSnObJLNRarOD0T717VPt_RSzmCHI0Zj5Xp7HJeXEZPxGwpdwxF6_O-HNwwze1XLkFmr79QBlnzD/s1600-h/100_2780.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312146561595193890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQYAVtRJ5HIxisz_3Q3iT4W8SFMZuAaaFPKtcH-Iy5wih7ZfIa-wPFMjDqS1rqcXlsSnObJLNRarOD0T717VPt_RSzmCHI0Zj5Xp7HJeXEZPxGwpdwxF6_O-HNwwze1XLkFmr79QBlnzD/s400/100_2780.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After going on lots of rides we headed back to our hotel. Here's Landon playing his "DS" in bed while Brad watched.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjS_uKNp6SO-er73kfWAskJ1LptX5L-1VV59o8ZDywlVIIavo8Du10QvAWIoNSDinWoD7VmIkhxtnXNZSFSpdPvjg-xTYSaHrp1SHl7zJ1gOtlD3HVsIzA5-PgRQ7KS-TE3XQuvnUTjGQk/s1600-h/100_2785.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312146383839158994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjS_uKNp6SO-er73kfWAskJ1LptX5L-1VV59o8ZDywlVIIavo8Du10QvAWIoNSDinWoD7VmIkhxtnXNZSFSpdPvjg-xTYSaHrp1SHl7zJ1gOtlD3HVsIzA5-PgRQ7KS-TE3XQuvnUTjGQk/s400/100_2785.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">He played until he just couldn't play anymore! Isn't this precious?!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_GgAu-YW5uBhptFoMtKaEOsjmsFHTDJBktG7F53ByQiNtBpueL1tef1XhaT_dcMxASFcfLZX9IEkiRwDmccL3DR01fd_pfWbK233GpNANJG4S4rV_rwDiSlvjAoZhPlCW6KNP1GzinEx/s1600-h/100_2793.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312146200301229826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_GgAu-YW5uBhptFoMtKaEOsjmsFHTDJBktG7F53ByQiNtBpueL1tef1XhaT_dcMxASFcfLZX9IEkiRwDmccL3DR01fd_pfWbK233GpNANJG4S4rV_rwDiSlvjAoZhPlCW6KNP1GzinEx/s400/100_2793.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> My favorite part of our hotel was the balcony with the cool view of Disneyland at night. So once the boys were in bed Frankie and I would go out there and relax together. Frankie was wearing the robe that the hotel provided...so hott. Oh and I have to mention El Juapo (I probably spelled that wrong, but it's a Three Amigos reference). I kept calling Frankie El Juapo because he forgot to trim him 'stache before the trip so he sported this super thick one! We got a lot of laughs out of it. Good thing Frankie's a good sport!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOGz8S644RwSkiHVbvl8scE_n8Tmw9lnFTYg3ixkwJrq3SLXolgHA4yhSPjZaDTfFVZm5o1jcukDh8U_lU2miljTdAaZky40aaj_xMuSDK7Iiv9N5gkbsYFvo8x3pXMy4I-cBN8F_GLF4Y/s1600-h/100_2797.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145871519806562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOGz8S644RwSkiHVbvl8scE_n8Tmw9lnFTYg3ixkwJrq3SLXolgHA4yhSPjZaDTfFVZm5o1jcukDh8U_lU2miljTdAaZky40aaj_xMuSDK7Iiv9N5gkbsYFvo8x3pXMy4I-cBN8F_GLF4Y/s400/100_2797.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Day 2 started at California Adventure. We went on Woody's 3D ride for the first time and LOVED it!!! And another one we never even knew was there is Soaring Over California- totally cool! <br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbi_v9qhRFcqMkodCg3svBbNcErHINAY9hnWHIAzz6jAet0iWXGk9Z_eFfVfz8qcqGORDWIFvX2KgbLG2G-AY1BhB6YQKhh4OUcIpADIN2RYkPB335BnJkDPY-OyA_UCnVE3v1VWJkoPbL/s1600-h/100_2798.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145661436258162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbi_v9qhRFcqMkodCg3svBbNcErHINAY9hnWHIAzz6jAet0iWXGk9Z_eFfVfz8qcqGORDWIFvX2KgbLG2G-AY1BhB6YQKhh4OUcIpADIN2RYkPB335BnJkDPY-OyA_UCnVE3v1VWJkoPbL/s400/100_2798.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon was telling Frankie something really important on Heimlich's ride.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWNQpQtVuHOudqFOU35f-ZB9_iiGcYwHfMyd_jz7G1Orzs_d1Um-QyDzCTboWydwELhK_3H1S6Er0RgNdpKPUDz8edwSVYsUNxiY_SrVHotplPsGQvH6QjVLnr3d7iUE2e1FTz385c3FJV/s1600-h/100_2802.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145414311765522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWNQpQtVuHOudqFOU35f-ZB9_iiGcYwHfMyd_jz7G1Orzs_d1Um-QyDzCTboWydwELhK_3H1S6Er0RgNdpKPUDz8edwSVYsUNxiY_SrVHotplPsGQvH6QjVLnr3d7iUE2e1FTz385c3FJV/s400/100_2802.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I rode with the monkeys on Casey Jr.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBy6dIO-X5mIsM28LF7vOrHyNoUOnYanIkIHvn3xbaGl_MYhkAnCjHIKJhSq00SykQ0-9jpC10z-cZP214sZZmBEET_vevE9bazBHxiukwkPAi1EZDV7CBRqhEl3GwcUb_UsoniyOYOpqN/s1600-h/100_2803.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145305846428946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBy6dIO-X5mIsM28LF7vOrHyNoUOnYanIkIHvn3xbaGl_MYhkAnCjHIKJhSq00SykQ0-9jpC10z-cZP214sZZmBEET_vevE9bazBHxiukwkPAi1EZDV7CBRqhEl3GwcUb_UsoniyOYOpqN/s400/100_2803.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon was NOT happy about being the passenger...<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrofVRN4EvMAvZiYNXX4C3SXSPMyLmZ-ZqBbDSC8kcPiDSYKcPteccX5rxZuPiIvUAcu2AG8qxDRTFShdEydn1bqLNqUZ-JuDiizC_ZEgc51dbEBMCTqBa_Ymh5RrT5sObImDZ5rqfab-l/s1600-h/100_2804.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145194995523362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrofVRN4EvMAvZiYNXX4C3SXSPMyLmZ-ZqBbDSC8kcPiDSYKcPteccX5rxZuPiIvUAcu2AG8qxDRTFShdEydn1bqLNqUZ-JuDiizC_ZEgc51dbEBMCTqBa_Ymh5RrT5sObImDZ5rqfab-l/s400/100_2804.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...He wanted to drive! And Bradley was nice enough not to fight him for it.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0241vEnKnEx_TDsEVrJYgsXKymVFCineddf0N1I6oSxKMRZxgWiRf0kAInEh9_nkB7BbmfNUq7yOPmcZm6tQiDCoSvVpHc4Y6cGpLOESnUsaJbG1K6YKgawOzKM-DG0iCm9iESW_rFanB/s1600-h/100_2805.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312145077024432658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0241vEnKnEx_TDsEVrJYgsXKymVFCineddf0N1I6oSxKMRZxgWiRf0kAInEh9_nkB7BbmfNUq7yOPmcZm6tQiDCoSvVpHc4Y6cGpLOESnUsaJbG1K6YKgawOzKM-DG0iCm9iESW_rFanB/s400/100_2805.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We always take a picture in front of White Rabbit's door. I love these boys!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPCs1vzJWvbyFoF_BKsJWzwIDzE86pPRIHKS4U2bGJ4I-qJRzQ-_DmeeO7t-SZBXPzrOevq7EVHN1auW6-lIDyCov_ObMDXYbsUuEkVN5H2sdAVOU3zxRDh5NZ57OZaypKCkTxLk2IueT/s1600-h/100_2806.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312144971453624002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPCs1vzJWvbyFoF_BKsJWzwIDzE86pPRIHKS4U2bGJ4I-qJRzQ-_DmeeO7t-SZBXPzrOevq7EVHN1auW6-lIDyCov_ObMDXYbsUuEkVN5H2sdAVOU3zxRDh5NZ57OZaypKCkTxLk2IueT/s400/100_2806.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Knock, knock Mr. Rabbit!</span><br /></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">On to day 3. We started out in California Adventure again. We love the little thing with Crush from Finding Nemo. If you've never done it, you HAVE to. It is so funny and cute. My boys were practicing their UFC moves while we waited.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /> </div></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Cud6ktffh62jAuIHaVliOSGCoSvveOk9zF0CwPFDTk3OZgMcmjHzrLZn0yJbBPCRtgos93UtZbhLA36cM3bp0Qro2hZhrO6WTeDj3FHTQiQJi1zg6AbYBKbBjfWC1yeujoolZ7Q3Mxrq/s1600-h/100_2807.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312144806200120274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Cud6ktffh62jAuIHaVliOSGCoSvveOk9zF0CwPFDTk3OZgMcmjHzrLZn0yJbBPCRtgos93UtZbhLA36cM3bp0Qro2hZhrO6WTeDj3FHTQiQJi1zg6AbYBKbBjfWC1yeujoolZ7Q3Mxrq/s400/100_2807.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBcQYNSB_OV4KftoXHGhSJ4jhaJ_Uzrab86QDtjSYuBS0gsS1ig_IZRWr7Hh0Bk7CYZRYK9wMO894jexKMkKb4zDpnT6ionq1L5RT2oW83xq4lU_A1-aDog9vsYdw6N6dxJ9S__HOkxS3/s1600-h/100_2808.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312144694909860770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBcQYNSB_OV4KftoXHGhSJ4jhaJ_Uzrab86QDtjSYuBS0gsS1ig_IZRWr7Hh0Bk7CYZRYK9wMO894jexKMkKb4zDpnT6ionq1L5RT2oW83xq4lU_A1-aDog9vsYdw6N6dxJ9S__HOkxS3/s400/100_2808.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I got them to stop long enough for a quick smile...and isn't it cute??<br /></span><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQlOcPTfq5wwK_3FxPclk30mE2WsBZAciB1dJFP2ygYxdNIErQH8Zs-tSnnZeDDJF_K9TkO5Y46YQcJKrgjfCTRNA_z9V-xmQ7wDLkyhbfi9llOr6g3JaHd6LCDGB0ed6PAkuaOC7e-lB/s1600-h/100_2809.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312144044411713650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEQlOcPTfq5wwK_3FxPclk30mE2WsBZAciB1dJFP2ygYxdNIErQH8Zs-tSnnZeDDJF_K9TkO5Y46YQcJKrgjfCTRNA_z9V-xmQ7wDLkyhbfi9llOr6g3JaHd6LCDGB0ed6PAkuaOC7e-lB/s400/100_2809.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon really liked the Carousel. Can you tell??<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHKWdRAwqlw3CQFshEcRJmJVAqohHkGUEXaSFzUu_NRJTSRl7UrnAfoueku0EdW5kpnHUUHjmw6G2OtTwI6Pjw1HX3EQI5CEdiJmGrbDvc34aFh3uWufO9ctShAj3S-fJOkXx4yGr9_Cl/s1600-h/100_2811.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312143878322655922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHKWdRAwqlw3CQFshEcRJmJVAqohHkGUEXaSFzUu_NRJTSRl7UrnAfoueku0EdW5kpnHUUHjmw6G2OtTwI6Pjw1HX3EQI5CEdiJmGrbDvc34aFh3uWufO9ctShAj3S-fJOkXx4yGr9_Cl/s400/100_2811.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley and I went up into Tarzan's tree house while Frankie took Landon on the Jungle Cruise for the 100th time.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTBaUH-ywi5MsKn8KGFGkrN5mJ1MSkGoiI_U8haGcqgeHDhp2_jnYShSAPO33z_ekDsH3nc1eNQdBPGbQLJsxViIUbulrCV7IZ7SgJreaJVfPf02NBAuxzvbVBi_vE_ZTypDvzm92hiGjy/s1600-h/100_2812.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312143621921620770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTBaUH-ywi5MsKn8KGFGkrN5mJ1MSkGoiI_U8haGcqgeHDhp2_jnYShSAPO33z_ekDsH3nc1eNQdBPGbQLJsxViIUbulrCV7IZ7SgJreaJVfPf02NBAuxzvbVBi_vE_ZTypDvzm92hiGjy/s400/100_2812.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I LOOOOVE this picture of Frankie and Landon on It's a Small World.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfX2hGNTxgTef34XQIk_mUz6AkT8I18WpR9k-_pB9EUKEvIOGjN7APNOmdMCmFd81GJ6jujzeZlCYZ2Ft3MRIETINHII9NjNj-DwmPvrMlvuaA0sqohiXpBam514t1aibnmH4WAJNjUkne/s1600-h/100_2813.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312143514416969202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfX2hGNTxgTef34XQIk_mUz6AkT8I18WpR9k-_pB9EUKEvIOGjN7APNOmdMCmFd81GJ6jujzeZlCYZ2Ft3MRIETINHII9NjNj-DwmPvrMlvuaA0sqohiXpBam514t1aibnmH4WAJNjUkne/s400/100_2813.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And I loooove this picture of Bradley. He looks so old to me.</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We had a really fun trip. I love Disneyland so much! Since I'm from Anaheim I was very fortunate as a child to go all the time. I think that's why I have such a connection to the Happiest Place on Earth. Just the smell alone puts me in a good mood. We got onto everything multiple times and didn't have to wait long. We did notice that it was busier than it usually is this time of year and that's because of the free admission on your birthday. Anyway, Landon was much better by the last day in the park. But then on the day we were coming home, I woke up with a fever! I'm all better now though. We also got to go visit my Grandparents which is always fun. But I'm bummed that I forgot to take a picture of them with the boys. Darn! Next time.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-56675201629981150382009-03-03T22:02:00.000-08:002009-03-03T22:56:29.735-08:00My Baby is 2!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon turned 2 on February 21st. It's hard to believe it's been 2 years since he joined our family. We are so glad to have him! I thought I'd write some things about my 2 year old.</span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He LOVES his big brother! He does everything Bradley does (good and bad).</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He says everything (good and bad).</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-Toy Story 2 and Shrek 2 are his favorite movies right now and he watches them over and over. Thank goodness I like them too or I might go crazy.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He sings the Rhianna song Disturbia, "Bom bom bee dom bom bom bee dom bom..." and it cracks me up.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He thinks he's really cool when he has his hands in his pockets.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He's got killer dance moves. Seriously.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He sleeps in a big boy bed now and thinks he is SO COOL. But that's 'cause he is.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He goes pee on the potty and has even done #2 a couple of times.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He loves tattoos. He's always got some on him.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He loves to go to the gym playroom. And they love him. After being there for 2 hours we get in the car and he says, "Lets go gym, Mom."</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He loves his new black and white checkered Vans that we got him for his birthday and even will take naps with them on. He'll ask you, "Like uh my new shoes??"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He is as stubborn as they come. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He's got a temper. Watch out!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He loves it when we read books in his Buzz Lightyear tent.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He loves horses so we drive by and let him say Hi.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He only naps for once a day for an hour and a half- bummer for me.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-He's the craziest, sweetest, most lovable little chunk of love!!!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">He is such a special edition to our family. We couldn't imagine life without this little fellow. He keeps us entertained and on our toes. Happy 2nd Birthday Landon!!! </span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6o2T-P2DwJYEhazd45RCafOjw7oa94_xwl8ecv6eRzMQUjlSJVUEl-AHHAgJrqMv37dJB5jx_CVHNNCsI0VYAT-GPvy987Wla_9YHb0lu1DLBiTk2VvddAIB_rWH3uBwIMozCm1JSqS8p/s1600-h/new+camera+new+baby+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309212402005802690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6o2T-P2DwJYEhazd45RCafOjw7oa94_xwl8ecv6eRzMQUjlSJVUEl-AHHAgJrqMv37dJB5jx_CVHNNCsI0VYAT-GPvy987Wla_9YHb0lu1DLBiTk2VvddAIB_rWH3uBwIMozCm1JSqS8p/s400/new+camera+new+baby+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon Matthew Farina February 21,2007 </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fresh out of the oven!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQdM22mleCI3gbn7OAJkvI6FCcgK30u7uRWvpVP2fpWCHqNO1ktuuoV9Gya21rE2xKPCv_e1UtpU37mq6jMyrLFZ_o4k3szXqMFmrYQJQ9XAYjQSa5eI4kTXsCBGi4F1DwGkOUm5FHuFW/s1600-h/new+camera+new+baby+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309212294925665490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQdM22mleCI3gbn7OAJkvI6FCcgK30u7uRWvpVP2fpWCHqNO1ktuuoV9Gya21rE2xKPCv_e1UtpU37mq6jMyrLFZ_o4k3szXqMFmrYQJQ9XAYjQSa5eI4kTXsCBGi4F1DwGkOUm5FHuFW/s400/new+camera+new+baby+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I had to throw this in here. Bradley was so excited!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEuOeFD6oxRFHst0cpkKU3mT7CqlTW8eOjWF3QVAfRNVW2-55ToJufKXF2_kyyHnvfc8sq3LJWKKdtpogdpXZKyNrT-h2yJvlceJ7a8iceK-UBZEIQAc_rcCPe-R2Cnb0KbQkp5Vw7pS31/s1600-h/100_2741.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309209977609804210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEuOeFD6oxRFHst0cpkKU3mT7CqlTW8eOjWF3QVAfRNVW2-55ToJufKXF2_kyyHnvfc8sq3LJWKKdtpogdpXZKyNrT-h2yJvlceJ7a8iceK-UBZEIQAc_rcCPe-R2Cnb0KbQkp5Vw7pS31/s400/100_2741.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Here's the little guido in a wife beater, hands in his pockets ('cause that's cool), tats, doin' a little dance. That's Landon.<br /></span><div> </div></div><br /></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-37124261617976953852009-02-16T20:26:00.001-08:002009-02-16T20:45:07.270-08:00Toopid Mow-on<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Today I was watching Landon playing with some Spiderman and Sandman action figures in the playroom. He was making them fight. Then I heard him say to Sandman, "You bad guy. You toopid mow-on." If you can't figure out what that means, he said stupid moron. I couldn't help but laugh to myself because I'm totally guilty of him learning that phrase. That's because when I'm driving I say that a lot to all the toopid mow-on's that drive on the Vegas streets. This boy does not miss a beat. He keeps me on my toes constantly. As much as he runs me ragged, I'm glad he's not a boring kid. He definitely does not lack in the personality department.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Here's some pics of the little guy.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBcjGPWL0LzzuYbz8RCezyDzrgXLL6x42l58zdZy17NYcv7-LvFxP-oWQARUfEesEjuu3w0mJtZa4e6U4gXnggUlR6dIxCfiLZrLNzkvRCuXrBpPTtL14s6E0jTf9gHX_9Wehy9OpEhU0/s1600-h/100_2731.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619467435123714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguBcjGPWL0LzzuYbz8RCezyDzrgXLL6x42l58zdZy17NYcv7-LvFxP-oWQARUfEesEjuu3w0mJtZa4e6U4gXnggUlR6dIxCfiLZrLNzkvRCuXrBpPTtL14s6E0jTf9gHX_9Wehy9OpEhU0/s400/100_2731.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is him trying to drink the last of the yogurt.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hKYgT6lWrUkxr1N7zMx9NY-ZwlCTxcH-8aeH7esHCx0aMxcb_lEIjrBLtyUJjXyrwkZQLW12DbRYtE5gDa4POk21f0skZWVI6c8WEYCMrsPZqvab8xK3MAw0t3QjzGyqEX7GMo_w3mYn/s1600-h/100_2732.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619343809689826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hKYgT6lWrUkxr1N7zMx9NY-ZwlCTxcH-8aeH7esHCx0aMxcb_lEIjrBLtyUJjXyrwkZQLW12DbRYtE5gDa4POk21f0skZWVI6c8WEYCMrsPZqvab8xK3MAw0t3QjzGyqEX7GMo_w3mYn/s400/100_2732.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh, I love the look on his face in this picture. He was vewy sewious about the yogurt situation. And I love that there's a ring of yogurt on his face.</span><br /><br /><div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-69165680454789293902009-02-07T20:10:00.000-08:002009-02-07T20:52:05.100-08:00Update<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It's been awhile since I've posted anything new. (I think I start every post with that sentence.) So I'll just give a little update of what's been going on.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- Bradley is almost done with basketball- thank goodness. I'm glad he's trying new things, but I'm excited for baseball to start. And the 9am games every Saturday are cramping my style.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- Landon is going to turn 2 in a few weeks and I can't believe it. He is such a big boy. It just doesn't seem like it's been two years since he became a part of the family.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- Tomorrow I turn 27. I'm officially going to be in my "late 20's". I don't know how I feel about it. It's weird for sure. I don't feel like I've been out of high school for almost 9 years. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- I've lost 24 lbs. since November! It's been a lot of hard work, but so worth it. I look at going to the gym as a job. I don't make excuses not to go, I just do it. I LOVE the way I feel after an intense workout! I'm kind of addicted. I still want/need to lose more so I'll keep you posted.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- We're going on a Disneyland trip at the end of the month and I can't wait!!! We LOVE D-land!!! Landon will be able to enjoy it a lot more this year. He is OBSESSED with Buzz, Woody, BullsEye and anything Toy Story, so he's going to LOVE those rides. Let the countdown begin!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">- I told you last fall that Frankie was 2nd in wine sales just before the Napa trip, but at the end of the year he was #1 baby! He sold over $80,000 in wine! I'll cheers to that! He also had the most covers (meaning he waited on the most people last year). He doesn't mess around, yo! At the Christmas party at his restaurant almost every (you know there's some haters, sippin' on that Hatorade) bus boy, kitchen worker, and other waiter's had nothing but the best things to say about him. I'm so thankful to be married to such a hard worker. </span><br />- <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I don't think I ever posted about this, but a woman opened her car door into my driver door in Bradley's school parking lot A MONTH AGO, and I'm still waiting to hear if the "investigation" is complete. Yeah, it's being investigated because this woman LIED and said I ran into her door. Impossible! Anyway, I refuse to pay because I know it's not my fault, so I have to wait to see if they deem her at fault. Whatever happened to accountability?? Argh.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Well, that's the update for now. I'm sure I'm leaving things out. </span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-62127985699037585202009-01-20T21:27:00.000-08:002009-01-20T22:43:04.215-08:00Brotherly Love<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">About 2 weeks ago we had just finished eating dinner and Bradley went and laid down on the couch. Landon got out of his high chair a few minutes later and walked over to where Brad was. Then Landon says to me, while pointing at Bradley (who had fallen asleep), "Mom, look uh Bradley. He s'eepin'..." Then in a sweet high pitched voice he says, "So coot (cute)." If that wasn't cute enough, then he climbs up next to him right in his face, and stares at Brad with his big blue eyes. He starts rubbing Brad's cheeks very soft and keeps whispering, "Bradley s'eepin'....so cute." It was SO STINKIN' PRECIOUS!!! You know I had to bust out my camera to catch the moment. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB95OBHqrtMgWuymfOrvLBz2ca878eE-6IX1g6L1nLyWcLcTnmtcjfCn0eHmplknh59DucdRQfvFUKhoyjc7YS17RowZ3jRy82v1Wa4HcOOBJZuND-7swxSF0tWKZjEaSstWV1_B5TYBZ9/s1600-h/100_2693.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293630074625043714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB95OBHqrtMgWuymfOrvLBz2ca878eE-6IX1g6L1nLyWcLcTnmtcjfCn0eHmplknh59DucdRQfvFUKhoyjc7YS17RowZ3jRy82v1Wa4HcOOBJZuND-7swxSF0tWKZjEaSstWV1_B5TYBZ9/s400/100_2693.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then he started hugging and kissing Brad.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkZBoRUnuOfvsZSX5Y0RIbzKE1PW3nU_cY_8tUzTYgGq9pE4uoRNBJuCuYb_U1FK-S1YTw394nxSlJK761265eI5TbzQntIcGhk2vjQkMMnS7E96EgMiJcm3NVCrWEwcpycB50BuPbpSn/s1600-h/100_2694.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293629999571586738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQkZBoRUnuOfvsZSX5Y0RIbzKE1PW3nU_cY_8tUzTYgGq9pE4uoRNBJuCuYb_U1FK-S1YTw394nxSlJK761265eI5TbzQntIcGhk2vjQkMMnS7E96EgMiJcm3NVCrWEwcpycB50BuPbpSn/s400/100_2694.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then he kept scooting closer and closer until he was practically on top of him.</span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ63uL-5nkjygIJEgqOXNqvTOTYErYBiu4-lICc1q7jEW7EXLPZMQXmf7uztMqbH92vPkFvfeIheHebNPZPButcWAEeTUDM79GAD8_VeepbzhzaBNzDbMn8KBx4PLHdl4FIybqgAgdh9Vq/s1600-h/100_2696.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293629912799672850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ63uL-5nkjygIJEgqOXNqvTOTYErYBiu4-lICc1q7jEW7EXLPZMQXmf7uztMqbH92vPkFvfeIheHebNPZPButcWAEeTUDM79GAD8_VeepbzhzaBNzDbMn8KBx4PLHdl4FIybqgAgdh9Vq/s400/100_2696.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Finally I had to remove him because he was trying to sit on top of him! This was definitely one of the cutest things ever! I showed Brad the pictures the next day and we got a good laugh out of it. These boys may fight, but at the end of the day they are each other's best buddy.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-32210434949671552862009-01-09T21:22:00.000-08:002009-01-09T22:39:10.650-08:00Belated Christmas Post<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">It has taken me so long to finally post pictures of Christmas. I promise I won't write too much, but be prepared for lots of pictures.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPknaiQl3FW8iKQ29MrDDDZ4zj8x_moXoAV8s2hbuQPQgT25ZJvt4b_0xTD8u373GOpMk9rbx10jvsbJGK9yhZiBQFI03DvrZk4W9gmNWBJUdG1PAgQ2AZ83RGefYZGCQL7u4A8M4yb78x/s1600-h/100_2615.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289535518202752914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPknaiQl3FW8iKQ29MrDDDZ4zj8x_moXoAV8s2hbuQPQgT25ZJvt4b_0xTD8u373GOpMk9rbx10jvsbJGK9yhZiBQFI03DvrZk4W9gmNWBJUdG1PAgQ2AZ83RGefYZGCQL7u4A8M4yb78x/s400/100_2615.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The ornament Bradley made for us. These are my favorite!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9zBrzYPWFhDk0V9CO4Zz9NBaBSptt0v6yCpDQqh8umEZthekM58jNkgOa413LbIpW-CqPM6yYAzMQ1hZSYHXHna8zneM_m8T8Vz3bmL2-LAuU-xgAVZ94Pcq8y5QHMXopu91v_9yaUm0/s1600-h/100_2621.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289535361256416402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw9zBrzYPWFhDk0V9CO4Zz9NBaBSptt0v6yCpDQqh8umEZthekM58jNkgOa413LbIpW-CqPM6yYAzMQ1hZSYHXHna8zneM_m8T8Vz3bmL2-LAuU-xgAVZ94Pcq8y5QHMXopu91v_9yaUm0/s400/100_2621.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The grandkids (minus Scotty's cuteness) after Christmas Eve dinner at Dustin and Leah's. It was so yummy. Props to Leah for the delicious meal! Then we head over to my mom's to open presents.</span><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRfxlXQKgkOB7Q8cjPSUEgPy0FSeLVCMX3MbBhI2wAmXkbq3_MFFnGmpf6gheyZgQ0NwNcUN02ZMojDSAwRVAGd5_L9y9sqd_Hb7SdcegxJgVaBwyh5Jqx8IzWREAbgRT2HFhGa7smY6Y/s1600-h/100_2625.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289534392645358066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRfxlXQKgkOB7Q8cjPSUEgPy0FSeLVCMX3MbBhI2wAmXkbq3_MFFnGmpf6gheyZgQ0NwNcUN02ZMojDSAwRVAGd5_L9y9sqd_Hb7SdcegxJgVaBwyh5Jqx8IzWREAbgRT2HFhGa7smY6Y/s400/100_2625.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> The kids assist Grandpa in the huge task of passing out all the presents.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhALcYtDjIWiNDXURkDhLSUY1jF_zkJjZMEwB6D9lbrmLM_iJ2cLIyLRpofOEjugmKTUPOTYPXDB8yFKwLW6cAQB62DEkxAS1XtwV5EHPo3jVH2Sahnd78erVg2BRNaVLiqwqQ8qHo9FmLH/s1600-h/100_2626.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289534018256052354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhALcYtDjIWiNDXURkDhLSUY1jF_zkJjZMEwB6D9lbrmLM_iJ2cLIyLRpofOEjugmKTUPOTYPXDB8yFKwLW6cAQB62DEkxAS1XtwV5EHPo3jVH2Sahnd78erVg2BRNaVLiqwqQ8qHo9FmLH/s400/100_2626.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon and Scott having a pretty serious discussion.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_-rnSctAhN6TT0el_UtXFHYss4enNJe-mig6dd6f2od-biV9GKpxw8cK59kcyw5Z3Hq9TAZY4WsrhiJoUmKkG-oP99EK7x_VmQRNm6Sns6KpuOJ87oX7FnYsh4RCXWimFjiNFy8s-NNF/s1600-h/100_2627.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533910473073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_-rnSctAhN6TT0el_UtXFHYss4enNJe-mig6dd6f2od-biV9GKpxw8cK59kcyw5Z3Hq9TAZY4WsrhiJoUmKkG-oP99EK7x_VmQRNm6Sns6KpuOJ87oX7FnYsh4RCXWimFjiNFy8s-NNF/s400/100_2627.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Dustin and Leah (who celebrated their 10th wedding anniversary on New Year's Day, HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY!!!)<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpBVdAVht16xsWihvMsNvWFN6eKqN2nuNgfLRusHA3aO3RQvvu2kAbIuM3TaK4C8DO8T9NC_AfKPH9OsSBSQ8-KfCjnfRiC2RRRk_YDJWk7b8WGspRLl9wyxlNsWMbAlnPnOu2eBWGTek4/s1600-h/100_2628.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533752477049618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpBVdAVht16xsWihvMsNvWFN6eKqN2nuNgfLRusHA3aO3RQvvu2kAbIuM3TaK4C8DO8T9NC_AfKPH9OsSBSQ8-KfCjnfRiC2RRRk_YDJWk7b8WGspRLl9wyxlNsWMbAlnPnOu2eBWGTek4/s400/100_2628.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Typical Tyler picture. Gotta love him. We all show love in different ways.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmdlR6dEb4cOgGwXJ9CkzTh-BhAqJgU-3WtbkMCyAOhDOuqOxWH4XzMMVTWX2HofHlBWL2uko-pVbV4GN6z1H-hMw7Q6eyPDCfknywOFNuDsGtmF4HvbmH3ChDX88C71W-XO7QGSI5aRnm/s1600-h/100_2630.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533658380378242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmdlR6dEb4cOgGwXJ9CkzTh-BhAqJgU-3WtbkMCyAOhDOuqOxWH4XzMMVTWX2HofHlBWL2uko-pVbV4GN6z1H-hMw7Q6eyPDCfknywOFNuDsGtmF4HvbmH3ChDX88C71W-XO7QGSI5aRnm/s400/100_2630.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Riley eager to open her stuff.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEojBVnBE0aAFgmuUOpGbl5dVgF2nwbMRXUw1-RDz5N0HNhVIHUQ2_LY6hm5BLjBBXOEVzpfkEaiiXAc8DXcnhsNm_Fs76NRU_RWMljzULZiGWQiykh825D3PuU-EaxX6ZmruS7gD7erON/s1600-h/100_2633.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533539517172818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEojBVnBE0aAFgmuUOpGbl5dVgF2nwbMRXUw1-RDz5N0HNhVIHUQ2_LY6hm5BLjBBXOEVzpfkEaiiXAc8DXcnhsNm_Fs76NRU_RWMljzULZiGWQiykh825D3PuU-EaxX6ZmruS7gD7erON/s400/100_2633.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I just told him to smile and this is what I got. What can I say, he's a man of many faces.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp0kBEXEKsBSHe3IQIAg66IcSnNYUQm22joqaQrPxxlV4KN5w49R_fZAFkdjT9ClvYZXW7vdIPCGPZ99yGyGkcpuwlClzA4PuF3apgLlcS8VB3S68I2b4z11DIMxyb0k9JJiUnRiJ1GiLC/s1600-h/100_2637.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533351638620818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp0kBEXEKsBSHe3IQIAg66IcSnNYUQm22joqaQrPxxlV4KN5w49R_fZAFkdjT9ClvYZXW7vdIPCGPZ99yGyGkcpuwlClzA4PuF3apgLlcS8VB3S68I2b4z11DIMxyb0k9JJiUnRiJ1GiLC/s400/100_2637.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Another man of many faces. Brad loves Star Wars. (Notice our big, crackling fire in the background?? We were so warm and cozy! haha)<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp966pN8Jb-YLojrXTbO42wWU2EiG9WOhb8zALj8ggEAiMuV_blaXLw3Rat091GF1iJKun-JIyTZu-ghbxuSjuhhr8ndMOeeB35u6ED4rHyq782oGVUpBwUDZVf-BHgymIysiK73koKKcg/s1600-h/100_2643.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533236305621346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp966pN8Jb-YLojrXTbO42wWU2EiG9WOhb8zALj8ggEAiMuV_blaXLw3Rat091GF1iJKun-JIyTZu-ghbxuSjuhhr8ndMOeeB35u6ED4rHyq782oGVUpBwUDZVf-BHgymIysiK73koKKcg/s400/100_2643.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Grandma and Grandpa Great got Bradley a Yankee jersey for his Build A Bears. He has been wanting this for awhile, so he was so excited!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhusLRW-IjNCZMHRledqTDXwQ8HipB9OAiA_GRgL7yIyPKEgOgUhdcnlsGEC9IWsQWT3VvLBvzh4ytXDJ72NMpDlXQqoZ2oR9J1q4CyKV5k_l8TtB4z_f4lA0-qNUfkveQLZ518rPoJKMv/s1600-h/100_2644.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533121180448322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhusLRW-IjNCZMHRledqTDXwQ8HipB9OAiA_GRgL7yIyPKEgOgUhdcnlsGEC9IWsQWT3VvLBvzh4ytXDJ72NMpDlXQqoZ2oR9J1q4CyKV5k_l8TtB4z_f4lA0-qNUfkveQLZ518rPoJKMv/s400/100_2644.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Does this lovely decorative hat look familiar to anyone?? It was a White Elephant gift at the Cousins Christmas Party and (due to its popularity) it reappeared on Christmas. My dad scored this beautiful work of art from Dustin and Leah. So funny!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXRHMFjfTpv4WR2ER3ICjkWmSnt6e3G6_UPiSIu9y3mS39egB5K8NWpvg5AA5KRutA41zLNOLNw5f7AVvwCGa21eezYu5oDZ7_uJ1LpN04Yjx7-5p_3-_tQR5roFHzMWij2kG_tjeCJQxm/s1600-h/100_2648.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289533027976393634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXRHMFjfTpv4WR2ER3ICjkWmSnt6e3G6_UPiSIu9y3mS39egB5K8NWpvg5AA5KRutA41zLNOLNw5f7AVvwCGa21eezYu5oDZ7_uJ1LpN04Yjx7-5p_3-_tQR5roFHzMWij2kG_tjeCJQxm/s400/100_2648.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My dad was nice enough to pass it around for everyone to try on.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-I_Mbtf7foDeMgyJLnfzqdxF17Xp6dz1KCrL00iawwKADFTEalr1pU3knqNdM1y13uyFqupUJnmifMssAMl0a47i1XbOsiMFFotEou9kq1JG80vGZXyTypyyZ4MsL8nn3TXzjd1ZJR_2a/s1600-h/100_2649.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532906496576370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-I_Mbtf7foDeMgyJLnfzqdxF17Xp6dz1KCrL00iawwKADFTEalr1pU3knqNdM1y13uyFqupUJnmifMssAMl0a47i1XbOsiMFFotEou9kq1JG80vGZXyTypyyZ4MsL8nn3TXzjd1ZJR_2a/s400/100_2649.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley loves Bakugans. I have no idea what you do with them, but he was so glad to get them.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijZE9Kehftq0d_mD2hO96gNacSwX5Nn_LTeIPltfVgpadHcOlaKmlHo_ntX2eOYB0t21K9Pvg_kSInWRIbr7T7Pba_X2qmnmuERBylxWyK_-JIhP1Cf1w9qgUZlwoJyHc6wXJLcljESd_Z/s1600-h/100_2655.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532688947558258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijZE9Kehftq0d_mD2hO96gNacSwX5Nn_LTeIPltfVgpadHcOlaKmlHo_ntX2eOYB0t21K9Pvg_kSInWRIbr7T7Pba_X2qmnmuERBylxWyK_-JIhP1Cf1w9qgUZlwoJyHc6wXJLcljESd_Z/s400/100_2655.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Christina was Frankie's secret santa this year. She took these pictures at Yankee Stadium when they went in October and framed them for him. The pictures are SO cool. I think Frankie had "something in his eye" when he opened this. He really loves it. </span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7LWA3OkgjUpLkM3gGYYN0gQXWMU5DBUQXvpOayGte3eqFB38I5M68d-DgekAMhyphenhyphenWHtGoHwr18N_EiaE1bzJwoixb-q-cWt20JAzsMUIbNJVLy9A5QfehP4J3J-Q9HFzOPgdxpYnoBKW7/s1600-h/100_2656.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532546094147266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi7LWA3OkgjUpLkM3gGYYN0gQXWMU5DBUQXvpOayGte3eqFB38I5M68d-DgekAMhyphenhyphenWHtGoHwr18N_EiaE1bzJwoixb-q-cWt20JAzsMUIbNJVLy9A5QfehP4J3J-Q9HFzOPgdxpYnoBKW7/s400/100_2656.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Santa was clearly happy with the Pepsi we left out for him and left lots of loot for the boys!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqor4UJ9BMk7P7hEV_nFTNRsXofNhR_muDo-LlBH4EGzGlCf9LYl8VHqcoeJ0pIgEDsUI-OKxrCon5QXVg_tdGv1yJmof5FqA-wAJcFQW0SmRMpxCgP62QOxZeXBWUfM_QylZqCPJi1gA7/s1600-h/100_2661.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532384925995410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqor4UJ9BMk7P7hEV_nFTNRsXofNhR_muDo-LlBH4EGzGlCf9LYl8VHqcoeJ0pIgEDsUI-OKxrCon5QXVg_tdGv1yJmof5FqA-wAJcFQW0SmRMpxCgP62QOxZeXBWUfM_QylZqCPJi1gA7/s400/100_2661.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nothin' wrong with a little chocolate for breakfast on Christmas, right?? Landon's eating some candy that Santa left in his stocking, among the Christmas morning mess.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXtKDT9yiAbA_elQ7LS6btYhixkWWYk-CQfqMQD0ujZCgLQyGg39_J2QPSImH-dHKv7BTqSloounVSuY-KFeAgWPpLGWWkyDEHSOarDiVGB_znRyZQm20qEfWCT3kGtA2nR8uUAvCtzAW/s1600-h/100_2662.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532299531010146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjXtKDT9yiAbA_elQ7LS6btYhixkWWYk-CQfqMQD0ujZCgLQyGg39_J2QPSImH-dHKv7BTqSloounVSuY-KFeAgWPpLGWWkyDEHSOarDiVGB_znRyZQm20qEfWCT3kGtA2nR8uUAvCtzAW/s400/100_2662.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley was SO excited to get his iPod shuffle from Santa! I love when he's singing along with it and I can hear what he <em>thinks</em> they are saying in the songs!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixHV2DBbDvGNps-a8slsT7-wMdT3fWW-BAXKKtTdFw2i9g1hBA_2GPBVLEdeOuouZyrb7owEym3VZ3mpArvsm2vvdhZnSypQlUArNZWQ0fTWCSZbV3GsPVxZQcogBkbbVA_OA2nE6CkRrn/s1600-h/100_2665.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532194150082498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixHV2DBbDvGNps-a8slsT7-wMdT3fWW-BAXKKtTdFw2i9g1hBA_2GPBVLEdeOuouZyrb7owEym3VZ3mpArvsm2vvdhZnSypQlUArNZWQ0fTWCSZbV3GsPVxZQcogBkbbVA_OA2nE6CkRrn/s400/100_2665.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Landon (making another funny face) with his lovely stroller that Santa left for him. <br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSmX6RUEYTJv7NgnCzI5lukATwFc3oH7cFbA62kdvRDLU1wmOU6xaJhafMq43ijitXVYkdLhKdaReFp4WWtMrDCqq-_e8wCzby8WSh2BW7ENrTYenYah93dXXnGvsrWIYVFGc_49WJ333s/s1600-h/100_2667.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289532084283652306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSmX6RUEYTJv7NgnCzI5lukATwFc3oH7cFbA62kdvRDLU1wmOU6xaJhafMq43ijitXVYkdLhKdaReFp4WWtMrDCqq-_e8wCzby8WSh2BW7ENrTYenYah93dXXnGvsrWIYVFGc_49WJ333s/s400/100_2667.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley and his beloved Star Wars gifts.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Hz1VxnfMZiBCiopfp0APNCR2bO_Low6VsspCEf_MdN_tUdMXgfWQGQnh940XLqBYJ8Y64UzyKDqJpcO0WW9Ezlcify413-XeUd3PfMmRCDFOHBjR1vFycUhNHxVNA1zemFZteqpUBeFL/s1600-h/100_2671.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289531995906579746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Hz1VxnfMZiBCiopfp0APNCR2bO_Low6VsspCEf_MdN_tUdMXgfWQGQnh940XLqBYJ8Y64UzyKDqJpcO0WW9Ezlcify413-XeUd3PfMmRCDFOHBjR1vFycUhNHxVNA1zemFZteqpUBeFL/s400/100_2671.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> On Christmas we went to Frankie's sister, Tony's house. Here's Landon with his cousin Angelina.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT8wsyNZMdASMy8dxvKkK5NdYtrE9ww2SJ6G5zIwC1bhLMgpWNzmpmsTH8vNHh0XPuQLhYcUTwDF0pKyt-UPkBQtCrEPSIQrZ4bQS-OuX4rrtjtZH3dnA80PbZopcHTPtHIMpeW3SlO_7B/s1600-h/100_2673.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289531889040291298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT8wsyNZMdASMy8dxvKkK5NdYtrE9ww2SJ6G5zIwC1bhLMgpWNzmpmsTH8vNHh0XPuQLhYcUTwDF0pKyt-UPkBQtCrEPSIQrZ4bQS-OuX4rrtjtZH3dnA80PbZopcHTPtHIMpeW3SlO_7B/s400/100_2673.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> JamiLynn (looking way too old) and Bradley</span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I hope that wasn't too long. It's so hard to narrow down all the cute pictures. Bottom line- we had a great Christmas!!!<br /></span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-61395987071797021412008-12-31T22:52:00.000-08:002008-12-31T23:32:49.004-08:00Tagged!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My best friend Amanda emailed this to me and I am tagging anyone who wants to, to post it as well. I know I still need to do a Christmas post. It's coming, I promise.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">1. What is your occupation? Stay at home mom= housekeeper, referee, shoulder to cry on, Dr. Mom, laundry pro (or maybe Frankie just says that so he doesn't have to do it...hmmm..."But YOU do it so much better than ME."), chauffeur, and bill payer. You get the picture. Notice I didn't say chef! haha!<br />2. What color are your socks right now? no socks, just some sad feet that need some attention<br />3. What are you listening to right now? Bradley snoring (feel asleep in my bed), and the dryer. The job never ends. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">4. What was the last thing that you ate? A steak salad from Cafe Rio...same as you Amanda!<br />5. Can you drive a stick shift? I have, but not very good<br />6. What color would you be, if you were a color? a pretty green<br />7. Last person you spoke to on the phone? my mom, but had to go because my kids don't allow me to have conversations on the phone. haha<br />8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? The most!<br />9. How old are you today? 26<br />10. Favorite drink? Hands down, Pepsi. The nectar of the Gods!<br />11. What is your favorite sport to watch? Baseball- Yankees Baby!!! Or any sport Bradley is playing.<br />12. Have you ever dyed your hair? What woman hasn't??<br />13. Pets? A fish, not a fan of pets...<br />14. Favorite food? My momma's chicken divan. It's a family favorite!<br />15. Last movie you watched in movie theater? I think Step Brothers. I can't really remember. I can't wait to see Mall Cop.<br />16. What do you do to vent anger? A long, drawn-out, play-by-play phone call to Amanda who always listens and makes me feel better for being crazy! haha!<br />17. What was your favorite toy as a child? I would have to say a Barbie that had a peach dress with a shimmery bodice. I think my moms still got it stored in the garage.<br />18. What is your favorite, fall or spring? That's a tough one. They are both my favorite. Fall because it's a break from the scorching heat of Summer. Spring because baseball starts.<br />19. Cherry or Blueberry? Cherry<br />20. Do you want your friends to do this too? Yeah!<br />21. Who is most likely to respond? Leah<br />22. Who is least likely to respond? hmmm...<br />23. When was the last time you cried? About 3 a.m. this morning when we couldn't get Landon back to sleep (he never does this!). It was more like a delirious whine "I just want to sleep..."<br />24. Who is the friend you've had the longest time that you are sending this to? Amanda! We're totally BFF's. Ask Bradley.<br />25. Favorite smell? Frankie before we go on a date. Bow-chicka-wow-wow!<br />26. Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers? Everything is better with cheese! (I stole your answer Amanda because I couldn't agree more!)<br />27. Favorite Car? My Tahoe, it's big and sounds beefy! haha!<br />28. Number of keys on your key ring? 2- car, house<br />29. Number of years at your current job? Almost 8 years...crazy<br />30. Favorite day of the week? Thursday- Frankie is off and we get to hang out and play with the kids.<br />31. How many states have you lived in? 3- Utah, California, and Nevada</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">TAG YOU'RE IT!!!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-40978693309567674642008-12-23T12:22:00.001-08:002008-12-23T12:44:00.599-08:00Our Visit With Santa<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Every year we go to see Santa at the Meadows mall. Last year was Landon's first Christmas (almost 10 months old) and first time on Santa's lap. We stood in the long line watching parents and photographers painstakingly trying to get screaming kids to smile (it's fine for a minute or two, but come on guys- move it along). Not us. When it was finally our turn and we set Landon on his lap he totally freaked out. They started jingling bells and trying to make him smile, but I had to stop them. I said just take it. It's a memory, and a dang funny one if I do say so myself. So here's last years picture with Santa. I LOVE IT!!! So classic. Bradley looks so handsome and then there's this crazed, red faced little boy screaming. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrw-69wbJeywx338fds-1pnx8fEw9JcFic5KU2BrwpXQju2Sa-fAoIAMp2VATgDmKjgAZNXqUUYk0x0JzybRNogO1keVZv3i-vAlmMPOpO7JczC1AWGVk69ffkHHrqTj3_seAYg1i8yQp/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283083857877651698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrw-69wbJeywx338fds-1pnx8fEw9JcFic5KU2BrwpXQju2Sa-fAoIAMp2VATgDmKjgAZNXqUUYk0x0JzybRNogO1keVZv3i-vAlmMPOpO7JczC1AWGVk69ffkHHrqTj3_seAYg1i8yQp/s400/OLD+PICS+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fast forward to this year. Landon is now almost 22 months and knows who Santa is and will always point out anything "Santa" that he sees. He LOVES Santa as a matter of fact. So we headed to the mall to go see the famous Santa. The whole time we were in line he was amazed that the real Santa was there. He would yell, "I love you Santa!". Very cute. So when it was our turn to go see him Landon would not let go of Frankie to sit on his lap. Eventually we pried him off. He had the most concerned look on his face as he tried to squirm away. The workers said, "Don't worry. We'll get him to smile." And I said "NO, just take it!" So this is what we got his year. Look at Landon's eyebrow's! <br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_i3QLaJdT_gfjBiRLCI0_c9H5mTDNFiMqnwqdPE0IPv6y8x8XDYcF3Xw0P-UwiJvHBlyt4FRX2Hh62V7awqdqpWO4kGsutOa-phvJ0SFZIXOUMtgwA0-q3p6Q26kEpuJgfK59RSs_JvJb/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283083786883122834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_i3QLaJdT_gfjBiRLCI0_c9H5mTDNFiMqnwqdPE0IPv6y8x8XDYcF3Xw0P-UwiJvHBlyt4FRX2Hh62V7awqdqpWO4kGsutOa-phvJ0SFZIXOUMtgwA0-q3p6Q26kEpuJgfK59RSs_JvJb/s400/OLD+PICS+054.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Once again I love it! This will be added to the collection of pics from years past with Santa that I put out every year. It's so fun to see how much they change.</span><br /><br /><div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-63954114346661258312008-12-02T22:10:00.000-08:002008-12-02T22:15:33.831-08:00He's a Dancin' Fool<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwXRKllmJV59mTVw5KK3E1NQ6Mayp4pwXYmg1fqJHwGo7ppEf4hVwlrCf0oTpuqWenbbiGoroSJect_OtOYpw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I finally figured out how to upload videos! The boys and I always turn on the music channels and have dance parties. Here's Landon gettin' down in his flip flops. I love how half way through he gives Bradley (off camera) a big grin as if to say, "Yeah, you like my moves". Enjoy!</span></p>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-61178178313750860472008-12-02T21:55:00.000-08:002008-12-02T22:09:50.746-08:00Why is it so hard...<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">to find a baby doll stroller that isn't pink?? I wanted to get Landon a doll (or in his case, a Build-a-Bear) stroller. Everywhere I've gone all they have is pink or purple. I'm sorry, but little girls aren't the only ones who like to push around their stuffed animals/dolls! My father-in-law gave me a hard time about wanting to get him one. I don't think it's weird at all! He WILL be a dad someday. I thought for sure I'd find one at Toys R Us tonight. Nope. So guess what?? I gave in and got a black Maclaren doll stroller ...with raspberry pink trim. Ha! It was the best I could do!!! It <em>is</em> mostly black. I hope Frankie doesn't think I'm crazy! Whatever. Landon won't care and I know he'll love it. I also got him a miniature broom. He loves to use mine, but knocks everything down because it's so big. And I'm pretty sure he's getting a little dirt devil vacuum. Boys can sweep, vacuum, AND push stuffed animals around too damn it!!! </span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-21181583302511133362008-11-23T22:28:00.000-08:002008-11-23T23:05:04.294-08:00Random<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Bradley's school had a 2 mile run last Saturday (since the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Niketown</span> 5k was cancelled) and it was SO much fun! My mom and Dustin came to run and my dad (who's suffering from MAJOR kidney stone issues) and Tyler (who just got his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">gallbladder</span> removed) stayed with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Scotty</span> and Landon to cheer us on. I'm so glad everybody was there!!! Thanks guys! Oh, and I love this. The Thursday before the run the coach had a practice run for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">anyone</span> who wanted to. So Brad and I went and while I was jogging this 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> grader started jogging next to me, we said Hi to each other. Then he says,"So...are you from the middle school?" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">HAHAHA</span>! So I told him no and pointed out Brad. How <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">freakin</span>' funny is that??? He made my day! </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">-That night I went to a show at the House of Blues with Dustin, Leah, my mom, and Riley to see Face to Face!!! Gotta love some punk rock! We had such a good time. I had to pick up the boys from my sister-in-laws house who lives in Seven Hills, and while at a stop light I noticed a motorcycle cop behind me. Sure enough, when the light turned green his lights went on. Seriously, where did this you-know-what come from?? Anyway, he said I was doing 42 MPH in a 25 MPH. I thought it was 35, but he said AFTER the signal it's 35. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Freakin</span>' speed traps! Of course the prick couldn't let me off with a warning. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Bradley just started basketball last week. We had to get him some basketball shoes and he chose some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Shaq</span> shoes. (Do ALL basketball shoes have to be so ugly??) He loves them and after he put them on he said "I bet any kid who has <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Shaq</span> shoes has the spirit of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Shaq</span> with them to play good." Funny guy. Sounds like the movie Like Mike to me.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Landon learned the 'B' word. You know, the one that rhymes with itch. He learned it from my niece on Frankie's side who's 3 and pretty much allowed to say it. When she says it, she gets laughs. So Landon (always looking to make people laugh) started saying it. I've tried everything from time out, to "NO NO", to ignoring it and he still continues to say it. While I'm shopping he will scream it and I die a little inside. Most people laugh and say they've been through it, but it doesn't help my pure <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">embarrassment</span>. Just today he was chasing me and said, "I get you...b!&ch!" It is funny, but I don't let him know that I think so. Ugh, kids DO say the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">darndest</span> things.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Almost 3 weeks ago I started going back to the gym and eating good and IT FEELS GREAT!!! I've already lost 12 pounds (you can tell me it's water weight, but I don't care either way- I'm still 12 pounds lighter). Can I get a What What?!? </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-I can't believe it's almost Thanksgiving! We don't get to go to California this year (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">whaa</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">whaa</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">whaaaaa</span>!) and I'm bummed we're going to miss seeing everyone. We have to be fair and celebrate with the Farina's this year. Next year....</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-I've already started Christmas shopping and boy does it feel good. I never intend to be a last minute shopper, but that's usually how it ends up.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-I just ordered the boys' sweaters for our Christmas card picture, now it's just getting that perfect shot....wish me luck! </span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-32737758220553139812008-11-13T22:24:00.000-08:002008-11-13T22:39:27.366-08:00Little Notes<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tonight Bradley was supposed to be in bed, but kept stalling and saying that he wasn't tired (this happens often). He likes to stay up late, but then is a beast when I try and wake him up for school. Frankie and I were getting very frustrated with him. So finally at 10 he went in his room. Then he comes running in my room, throws this on the bed and runs back to his room. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidc0_B0w-hBhyphenhyphenYNAE8VBoGM2l9XAcYO7ujqZqArCZbdBpQ1BNJztwaYL50tvaJfeeQUMJHyxHWvHIXgFRfXKg1mjWJxEHNNuPX_ui9v-3YL8AZfbRy8XsnyC7Crt1gd-1FbHb6-ZdTjeKQ/s1600-h/little+note.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268395445432419346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidc0_B0w-hBhyphenhyphenYNAE8VBoGM2l9XAcYO7ujqZqArCZbdBpQ1BNJztwaYL50tvaJfeeQUMJHyxHWvHIXgFRfXKg1mjWJxEHNNuPX_ui9v-3YL8AZfbRy8XsnyC7Crt1gd-1FbHb6-ZdTjeKQ/s400/little+note.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So cute! I can't resist when Brad wants to snuggle so you know I took him up on the offer. I figure I only have a few more years before he's not going to want to snuggle, so I better snuggle as much as I can.<br /></span><div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-5575430441141950932008-11-07T23:51:00.000-08:002008-11-08T00:00:25.453-08:00Where did the time go?<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">How did Bradley go from this:</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnFG49NWUr61FPC5tNwqDSVOalTIqwYR7pi2DwTlL-SKdQqyEl3MMIeGz5Rj7MVxhKrKPyvyXf3r1uYoafnlTCqBVYJbELj5Jze4YoDV1JaKp5imScG-H0V2Gx-_9ObM1k215ms2GuiIs/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+052.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266191755841195442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnFG49NWUr61FPC5tNwqDSVOalTIqwYR7pi2DwTlL-SKdQqyEl3MMIeGz5Rj7MVxhKrKPyvyXf3r1uYoafnlTCqBVYJbELj5Jze4YoDV1JaKp5imScG-H0V2Gx-_9ObM1k215ms2GuiIs/s400/OLD+PICS+052.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"> To this:<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rV6Sn8Inp8wHjHOVEqQt3o8DucSdyr4pifCtxNPgot_gn3nyrm-tTIcx3SpKzYJf1O3uHxUMKgB-JSg0vt9-W4yN-yDdf0hl5lq4uSlaPbCmWejzWcuA5dxdutaWcW9sHZkHjqUlsGmZ/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266191657727927442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9rV6Sn8Inp8wHjHOVEqQt3o8DucSdyr4pifCtxNPgot_gn3nyrm-tTIcx3SpKzYJf1O3uHxUMKgB-JSg0vt9-W4yN-yDdf0hl5lq4uSlaPbCmWejzWcuA5dxdutaWcW9sHZkHjqUlsGmZ/s400/OLD+PICS+051.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We got his school picture back the other day and I just couldn't stop looking at it. I know I've said this before, but I can't believe how fast Bradley is growing up! He's getting so old and changing so much. I love my Brad!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">(Just in case you were curious, in the first picture Bradley was almost 9 months old.)</span></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-16943242562060613722008-11-01T20:37:00.000-07:002008-11-01T22:28:37.775-07:00Halloween Festivities<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We had many Halloween festivities to attend, so be prepared for lots of pictures. First we went to Bradley's Fall Festival at his school. Then we went to Dustin and Leah's ward party. Then we had some friends come over to Trick or Treat.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWJCKp442UHSb302JOCLK16YZfF2r8SXKRCno0p1bB3JBF3dgg7m2n77CzNMme4bgNVwPDCc0l7QsUArGdQr8r69p1GLEi_SJRYgZukBNLTEMvxARBkFr8sQTUpjxRXRyeR0ZfxH52rgn/s1600-h/100_2442.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903892912514866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyWJCKp442UHSb302JOCLK16YZfF2r8SXKRCno0p1bB3JBF3dgg7m2n77CzNMme4bgNVwPDCc0l7QsUArGdQr8r69p1GLEi_SJRYgZukBNLTEMvxARBkFr8sQTUpjxRXRyeR0ZfxH52rgn/s400/100_2442.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's the boys ready to go to Kitty Ward ES for the Fall Festival. Bradley was dressed as Jango Fett from Star Wars. It was pretty funny because older boys and grown men would always comment on how cool his costume was. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4XRLg6FLJELX-58g-VzkFPIv0ugniOFGNmKmUYj9lImZce9wEfask63mPkUn6mHeNO_W9TngCOsWnQSD9yQkW8QhoZ7DNrHXFxVw3Zh9IRTUlrdUOstTLdVsru6e9zjvhAxcMG4KGxaZc/s1600-h/100_2446.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903652763564690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4XRLg6FLJELX-58g-VzkFPIv0ugniOFGNmKmUYj9lImZce9wEfask63mPkUn6mHeNO_W9TngCOsWnQSD9yQkW8QhoZ7DNrHXFxVw3Zh9IRTUlrdUOstTLdVsru6e9zjvhAxcMG4KGxaZc/s400/100_2446.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Every year Bradley's kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Kaylor, has the booth where you can win a goldfish. And every year we come home with one. We love it! It's always the most popular booth.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyn-_tv-LSd2AaMDSjQ0E1AyTkZ2USMZlZd6pWNLO4RInyzQzCa6qVoxxCZO3doTVvqKPPkpBZdDa-_eC6oXZHDOTsxZ2i2WC6IpvJr6_VUSmVOZa0BNA0Znm4HnnG_DZTKfwaz9Tpvdm9/s1600-h/100_2455.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903484645126322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyn-_tv-LSd2AaMDSjQ0E1AyTkZ2USMZlZd6pWNLO4RInyzQzCa6qVoxxCZO3doTVvqKPPkpBZdDa-_eC6oXZHDOTsxZ2i2WC6IpvJr6_VUSmVOZa0BNA0Znm4HnnG_DZTKfwaz9Tpvdm9/s400/100_2455.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Since Brad's basketball season starts soon he's got to start practicing.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_fe5l5TIR2-oD7ftPBSbmGg3jsv5xseAMB0p7KBX2t2oydhsv0YIef0nKHmAZNElOCJwWD8kn7Yy0ScSEeRI3s3i8OF4GsE0qhJ6SP1WJ1aPbvM1Uygua1Fkl71AuOoqgyCenSjrcCqf/s1600-h/100_2456.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903374879710914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_fe5l5TIR2-oD7ftPBSbmGg3jsv5xseAMB0p7KBX2t2oydhsv0YIef0nKHmAZNElOCJwWD8kn7Yy0ScSEeRI3s3i8OF4GsE0qhJ6SP1WJ1aPbvM1Uygua1Fkl71AuOoqgyCenSjrcCqf/s400/100_2456.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley with his teacher, Mrs. Poulson, at her booth. He loves his teacher!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1X0LHS41qEDQ6PVFMWl8zu19dHkvzk7hm846tpU7CSP13bSe1mhPto7qXoA6LiIdVft-RKxM3VnYgp5ZSgVegydSHKx6t27Xun3wD72VHK_dpNMdLbCUpxqEVrqIXJeQ9tsuyOWDLeLm/s1600-h/100_2457.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903262592203570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1X0LHS41qEDQ6PVFMWl8zu19dHkvzk7hm846tpU7CSP13bSe1mhPto7qXoA6LiIdVft-RKxM3VnYgp5ZSgVegydSHKx6t27Xun3wD72VHK_dpNMdLbCUpxqEVrqIXJeQ9tsuyOWDLeLm/s400/100_2457.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When we came home Landon was putting on Brad's shoes (which he loves to do) and I had to get a picture of him with his tongue sticking out because that's what he does when he's concentrating. I could just bite his face!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtRww3ujbrp_Dtj5yCKScONql9eQG7x8Lymkvn4r0i8LKwlIACSE6LfyU-rCpmMTO2M5Vw8-AQK1qHZZhkSZFouTJXnuV9W7NWkWzhxMXiIuLpzwuSycj8RkqxWA2MPYY2To2oBPuMYBk/s1600-h/100_2465.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903131883638306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgtRww3ujbrp_Dtj5yCKScONql9eQG7x8Lymkvn4r0i8LKwlIACSE6LfyU-rCpmMTO2M5Vw8-AQK1qHZZhkSZFouTJXnuV9W7NWkWzhxMXiIuLpzwuSycj8RkqxWA2MPYY2To2oBPuMYBk/s400/100_2465.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here they are at Dustin and Leah's ward party. Notice the two little monkey's in the front. Landon and Scotty were the two cutest monkey's I've ever seen!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-VEp4YdaFaDjgnzmIZNQHSGsxBk6yL2-JMxk3SYMyRgGH85_UYGTBFDP4iva_y5UafOHwqpAJW4YQ-K5WQECQ9RY9kCEYisOejMbQntZArDWzTd0oUbH4tXSXlDw1z4KfNxJGFjF2EMW/s1600-h/100_2467.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263903028509975106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-VEp4YdaFaDjgnzmIZNQHSGsxBk6yL2-JMxk3SYMyRgGH85_UYGTBFDP4iva_y5UafOHwqpAJW4YQ-K5WQECQ9RY9kCEYisOejMbQntZArDWzTd0oUbH4tXSXlDw1z4KfNxJGFjF2EMW/s400/100_2467.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">These monkey's wouldn't stand still for a picture! Silly monkey's!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAEUzjCWjBagAYJW1WH7tGQGjbfXLnrCV9dLD6ANJag4UE6AqxIuc688p_LlQ0mJ2KZCpUWegrprWwDM3E5VzkyowhMSA1Hp-wO73SAKLbS6M6MA2mzKWO3-3OzXUQGQt75MVLsoaXtXs/s1600-h/100_2469.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902918767251330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAEUzjCWjBagAYJW1WH7tGQGjbfXLnrCV9dLD6ANJag4UE6AqxIuc688p_LlQ0mJ2KZCpUWegrprWwDM3E5VzkyowhMSA1Hp-wO73SAKLbS6M6MA2mzKWO3-3OzXUQGQt75MVLsoaXtXs/s400/100_2469.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> This was by FAR Landon's favorite part of the evening. Pony rides! I tried to kind of hold him while he was riding, but he kept pushing my hands away saying, "I do it!" So I let him. When the ponies would stop and he had to get off, it was a scary scene. He was NOT happy about it. In fact even when he would first get on the pony he would start yelling, "Come on ho-see (horsey)!" before everyone else was on. Yikes. Yeah, he <em>really </em>likes ho-see's!<br /><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVvuvMZHvYglev-naJADlIEzp6dPiEK6rh03isUWonl2OY1wMFj4hWwfyPYlJ-12Vc0wqb66mpykXsNUBDTraNEdUTAH1MAKsnRLw5PgD3i9mTdafYL0CQCva065IsvivdP9SG9Qw0WgU/s1600-h/100_2470.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902817291725666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGVvuvMZHvYglev-naJADlIEzp6dPiEK6rh03isUWonl2OY1wMFj4hWwfyPYlJ-12Vc0wqb66mpykXsNUBDTraNEdUTAH1MAKsnRLw5PgD3i9mTdafYL0CQCva065IsvivdP9SG9Qw0WgU/s400/100_2470.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley doing his best "blue steel".<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY-sh6kub4-ENtRMgPpVj65cE67NPg04K2Fwdu6MAo6MtYAoiBghD76oLF0Xl7ZqFQEV-zZSN2AVkhwun9fYhYvGcNG5paQGomW6I5SIE6E1hfJlUMCiQCM8DHs6XFabakFnQzwbz8mErB/s1600-h/100_2488.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902592069936754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY-sh6kub4-ENtRMgPpVj65cE67NPg04K2Fwdu6MAo6MtYAoiBghD76oLF0Xl7ZqFQEV-zZSN2AVkhwun9fYhYvGcNG5paQGomW6I5SIE6E1hfJlUMCiQCM8DHs6XFabakFnQzwbz8mErB/s400/100_2488.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Okay, so we really procrastinated on getting our pumpkins this year. Yesterday (yes ON Halloween) we finally bought some! Frankie had to go to a few stores before he found any. He ended up buying some that were used for decoration in the grocery store. We had friends coming over so we only had about 45 minutes to carve. It was still SO much fun!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih49lWFoFovUtTHK95oBWmI-217umSJVsmlVnz1MEhN6D_eyqRqVYqWebAsOtx8KHnsqN1bqDDQmAvh5mqDraM3adSVVFneJ9ngBorzuQ0_-THSCanmwl4_ZhpQIXSJktGAgY503JCpktp/s1600-h/100_2490.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902481819518178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih49lWFoFovUtTHK95oBWmI-217umSJVsmlVnz1MEhN6D_eyqRqVYqWebAsOtx8KHnsqN1bqDDQmAvh5mqDraM3adSVVFneJ9ngBorzuQ0_-THSCanmwl4_ZhpQIXSJktGAgY503JCpktp/s400/100_2490.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Frankie assisting Bradley (who didn't really need much assisting this year). Anyone notice Frankie's hair?? Wednesday night when Frankie came home from work I shaved it like Brad's and we surprised him the next morning. He thought it was so cool! Frankie bought what he thought was silver hair spray that he wanted me to spray his mohawk with. So I did and it was actually glitter!!! HAHAHA! The can was silver, so you can't totally blame him. I said, "That would look GREAT if you were dressed up like Hannah Montana!" So he had to run upstairs and wash it out. We had to shave it all one length before he headed to work today, and we almost forgot. That would've been hilarious!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Our friends Amanda and Dusty came with their kids Jersey and Cash. And our other friends Sylvie and Neil came with their kids Colby and Addison. We loved having them come over and celebrate Halloween with us!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzb2QZbsKkJ6rl5Gm_LdfBeBzeQaFXKlcFocj7SE-6frhNmGi7dP_Pz9AUQc0pDJNtadwm9A25YZe8sx1Dau6pomwhBANu4p82zRr2_1rxXvYLOLYu-_NYZXohAKWQeUZTSwpyy4u8zD0/s1600-h/100_2491.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902310663282274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZzb2QZbsKkJ6rl5Gm_LdfBeBzeQaFXKlcFocj7SE-6frhNmGi7dP_Pz9AUQc0pDJNtadwm9A25YZe8sx1Dau6pomwhBANu4p82zRr2_1rxXvYLOLYu-_NYZXohAKWQeUZTSwpyy4u8zD0/s400/100_2491.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Colby and Bradley trying to kill eachother. </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX7M1CZeONVE__35h6RpjJYYbahFIS0nXLekNENcipIQAJAin28iGscfedBzVN_vuWTITGSoA0y7w5o4KNuTgcdOwFjh9r8J8EHqEgOjKORSDsAi_xvM-Hzud6Cqb2AJnIeeSDHWYZZjR4/s1600-h/100_2492.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263902120915764706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX7M1CZeONVE__35h6RpjJYYbahFIS0nXLekNENcipIQAJAin28iGscfedBzVN_vuWTITGSoA0y7w5o4KNuTgcdOwFjh9r8J8EHqEgOjKORSDsAi_xvM-Hzud6Cqb2AJnIeeSDHWYZZjR4/s400/100_2492.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Colby, Bradley, Landon and Addison (Colby's sis)</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBURqKkiRu0HuvTMlZWl2aRmKF071KGjuyt6vRdkGdHEh8OSnFYvV_iRXfuMPpkD1pBLL94g2EZt0Zg8lljW0zV9DM8P5r8hM1ag8DyAhPLUp27Av1GH9D3OyA0O4G-3Efg8npdm0-J5xB/s1600-h/100_2494.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901996958861730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBURqKkiRu0HuvTMlZWl2aRmKF071KGjuyt6vRdkGdHEh8OSnFYvV_iRXfuMPpkD1pBLL94g2EZt0Zg8lljW0zV9DM8P5r8hM1ag8DyAhPLUp27Av1GH9D3OyA0O4G-3Efg8npdm0-J5xB/s400/100_2494.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The kids Trick or Treating in our neighborhood.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQGyebHQiNIu_jdVccNbJN4Jy-pGUc4amckHaCkk0jkJrytB5lxlKDHKLL_Bc88sk-IkBA99vWNnn_BWyKiHG_OuxPaYvrRJVYWtsk-og91pW8WIV87qXoY_vOEqCtl7hgVauh9aaVid_/s1600-h/100_2495.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901811965347730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQGyebHQiNIu_jdVccNbJN4Jy-pGUc4amckHaCkk0jkJrytB5lxlKDHKLL_Bc88sk-IkBA99vWNnn_BWyKiHG_OuxPaYvrRJVYWtsk-og91pW8WIV87qXoY_vOEqCtl7hgVauh9aaVid_/s400/100_2495.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon was a busy guy.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpHg2UFKaj_64Woj1XZHQ2vOnB2EcV8KLZGiVsQ9xTwMWqQ9ERuNwg-6zZ8qWGBXP5jBaYbpdeo4CYcCD9VVzlRloAImbCckJWtAM6BpA6YJoz3n2Uve6UgJzf6_tBKPB8VBkUrrkcA92/s1600-h/100_2505.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901659577758642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpHg2UFKaj_64Woj1XZHQ2vOnB2EcV8KLZGiVsQ9xTwMWqQ9ERuNwg-6zZ8qWGBXP5jBaYbpdeo4CYcCD9VVzlRloAImbCckJWtAM6BpA6YJoz3n2Uve6UgJzf6_tBKPB8VBkUrrkcA92/s400/100_2505.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After going around our neighborhood we walked across the street and did Trunk or Treating. The little pink leopard is my best friends daughter (and Landon's girlfriend) Jersey. She is too cute! Her 4 week old brother, Cash, was sleeping soundly in his stroller.<br /></span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOK9nfzXNO4Od0DZj9ZDRDgS8XBZ-RcBUgF57FarM13NR45iYTxtzMcE1fNOgZMjN6Fr0lvJ9zEYzPWyIKWKz7IZ448ObQ09fsisusO5dx3fVls2bOGPT2gFQeS4lJVrnXOBN5Dm_y4YcO/s1600-h/100_2507.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901460182854626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOK9nfzXNO4Od0DZj9ZDRDgS8XBZ-RcBUgF57FarM13NR45iYTxtzMcE1fNOgZMjN6Fr0lvJ9zEYzPWyIKWKz7IZ448ObQ09fsisusO5dx3fVls2bOGPT2gFQeS4lJVrnXOBN5Dm_y4YcO/s400/100_2507.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jersey and Landon right before he smacked her. She's totally in an abusive relationship. She didn't even cry though. She's one tough leopard!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO19N1XHhdMV7pqgJFFnmsBmXWcjaBtgFKqRg_Tl9c4Cm8H_ihwqOMUqeV2x4m5CSBTws8_SpjN-qMvoY7ZwfP9NzoEboOdEBUhPiTdVs0yGcYPXx-t8-o-qd1QPMSO1jdAw0_nCGD0_Ck/s1600-h/100_2511.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263899617872689298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO19N1XHhdMV7pqgJFFnmsBmXWcjaBtgFKqRg_Tl9c4Cm8H_ihwqOMUqeV2x4m5CSBTws8_SpjN-qMvoY7ZwfP9NzoEboOdEBUhPiTdVs0yGcYPXx-t8-o-qd1QPMSO1jdAw0_nCGD0_Ck/s400/100_2511.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I tried to get a picture of our Jack O Lantern's, but it's kind of blurry.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I hit up Target today to try and score some sweet 50% off Halloween stuff deals. And it was a successful trip! A lot of stuff was gone already (I went at 10 this morning- that's early for me) but there was still plenty to search through. Bradley scored this Obi Won Kenobi costume for the bargain price of $10. He likes to play in this stuff (I guess it's like boy dress up??) so he was thrilled. And I got lots of other Halloween decor.</span></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiul-L7_BfwNtif5gO6NNbBq9vwA2_61-OjwblYakJyNWX07NBPb_huDLzcW000saG0wve1f1x3JWLkFu4iixWv_H6O1UyjISG1q9L6GQEI88FTGvExQ9DDfyZzylXUAnW_wmeUNWoN-3XD/s1600-h/100_2514.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263899512590222402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiul-L7_BfwNtif5gO6NNbBq9vwA2_61-OjwblYakJyNWX07NBPb_huDLzcW000saG0wve1f1x3JWLkFu4iixWv_H6O1UyjISG1q9L6GQEI88FTGvExQ9DDfyZzylXUAnW_wmeUNWoN-3XD/s400/100_2514.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOtugQRkOrT8c8LONALDyzmXCK21e0xXQllsYKBM-1DVORhs8Jbi8CyphbPRpyScR5BBroy4HqWnomB7zKMIkwzJeeR4PZnPZdJjRWHcZigvfoOkXdZBk3T_Qt1Rao2GkycofO4l_Ayi7W/s1600-h/100_2515.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263899426957622802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOtugQRkOrT8c8LONALDyzmXCK21e0xXQllsYKBM-1DVORhs8Jbi8CyphbPRpyScR5BBroy4HqWnomB7zKMIkwzJeeR4PZnPZdJjRWHcZigvfoOkXdZBk3T_Qt1Rao2GkycofO4l_Ayi7W/s400/100_2515.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I hope everyone had a HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! I know we did!</span></div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-84366111728881071872008-10-29T20:05:00.000-07:002008-10-29T20:22:00.757-07:00I did it.<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I voted. I spent a lot of time on factcheck.org and read myself into an oblivion. I just wanted to sort out the propaganda and find the truth about what matters to me. After all that, I still didn't know who I was voting for. The whole drive to the polls I went back and forth. I had an anxiety attack while I was standing in line. WHO SHOULD I VOTE FOR?? I finally made a decision. But I still feel sick about it. I don't know if I voted for the right person. I've decided I'm keeping who I voted for to myself, at least for now. I don't want to explain why I voted the way I did. And I know either way, I'm going to dissapoint someone. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I just don't understand how anyone can <em>really </em>get behind either candidate and say Go McCain! or Go Obama! They both suck. They are vague on all the important issues, or at least the details. I swear if I hear any gloating about who won I'm going to puke. We're screwed either way. Ugh. I'm just glad I got it over with.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-12040834558463151472008-10-28T20:14:00.000-07:002008-10-28T20:29:08.188-07:00Who's That Girl??<span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I found these pictures from a project that I did in High School. I'm not sure of how old I was in any of them. I'll have to ask my mom. </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WFQBP7rMRI2Xr5gSlAhHSe-JZC28pxgxNbcHDkQ1a3rufvhNkc8A_zi7gC19OCK-loCkQxi6AT5Z_wfps-t5I6UCSEW8VAa2iGAJtc5kcABWIIOngzdvV5mbxxl1ZrBUNcYmdgdtTxl6/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409512851180290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1WFQBP7rMRI2Xr5gSlAhHSe-JZC28pxgxNbcHDkQ1a3rufvhNkc8A_zi7gC19OCK-loCkQxi6AT5Z_wfps-t5I6UCSEW8VAa2iGAJtc5kcABWIIOngzdvV5mbxxl1ZrBUNcYmdgdtTxl6/s400/OLD+PICS+039.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> This was obviously before I decided I'm not a dog lover. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJReWV1UXDd24ZKE_a_R4LOeowQcuQeCuPUb3w_jdZORdROLqDr90mN1MYQ9jBB283Fl5e8bGnr3aSrTtLMd_xbne-qgG3UPk65DAYZtb1WFMKsbH06QzLtq7bGn9qx_6SY0Fmfm_yRqeH/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409448099186546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJReWV1UXDd24ZKE_a_R4LOeowQcuQeCuPUb3w_jdZORdROLqDr90mN1MYQ9jBB283Fl5e8bGnr3aSrTtLMd_xbne-qgG3UPk65DAYZtb1WFMKsbH06QzLtq7bGn9qx_6SY0Fmfm_yRqeH/s400/OLD+PICS+040.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I believe I was "running away" in this picture. I guess I wasn't in too much of a hurry since I stopped for this photo op. I was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">rockin</span>' a lot of Mickey Mouse gear and some really rad boots. Who needs pants anyway?? I really knew how to throw an outfit together!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7VSh-F-KhDEkqHEKsEniWKDnzJ7KXvfRm5oNv2NKq_yOnjum6l9bTQsj_V3znus4UaKMl_QxsJr_cf5xhyphenhyphenonQzkm4-1tE16b1Lbz9azVova-Y01_WFHKyVXiSbxzpvrGURjctCJo8Fyx/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409378591846290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7VSh-F-KhDEkqHEKsEniWKDnzJ7KXvfRm5oNv2NKq_yOnjum6l9bTQsj_V3znus4UaKMl_QxsJr_cf5xhyphenhyphenonQzkm4-1tE16b1Lbz9azVova-Y01_WFHKyVXiSbxzpvrGURjctCJo8Fyx/s400/OLD+PICS+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's me, Dustin, and Tyler at Disneyland. Check out my bowl cut!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAj9WNKnLqBeKe4h2tPez8CVAiA3jesltrKEtn-1HHT6MBJfu6XHjeC2rWWwGQQCPe4h_tEiGykWNnFw9EsRPvJ8VyyQBN-Q6mQr2tSh_dA3-jUdfGFIcpDPouHXhkAZxOWUXE0yglj1su/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409305530898386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAj9WNKnLqBeKe4h2tPez8CVAiA3jesltrKEtn-1HHT6MBJfu6XHjeC2rWWwGQQCPe4h_tEiGykWNnFw9EsRPvJ8VyyQBN-Q6mQr2tSh_dA3-jUdfGFIcpDPouHXhkAZxOWUXE0yglj1su/s400/OLD+PICS+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> At the beach with a cup full of shells. I had a lot of shells when I was little.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NVSPwnU82uNhVMKuvA5_v-sSwu6doVEMTJHDzVdUmq46NGmAVvYCfA96ruaUfwZSpGp8b18vOpjPo-vH6xMTX6rCjx1aitbU_7N4dbhmXo38dnTEH3N6CdRh44tROC8-VXw7olvCZREP/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262409234684291538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7NVSPwnU82uNhVMKuvA5_v-sSwu6doVEMTJHDzVdUmq46NGmAVvYCfA96ruaUfwZSpGp8b18vOpjPo-vH6xMTX6rCjx1aitbU_7N4dbhmXo38dnTEH3N6CdRh44tROC8-VXw7olvCZREP/s400/OLD+PICS+043.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Me and my momma at Disneyland. We went there A LOT when I was a kid.</span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I told you. I'm totally going scan-crazy!!! </span><div> </div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-85582431019553010022008-10-25T22:56:00.000-07:002008-10-26T00:18:57.493-07:00Flashback to 1997!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I just realized that I can scan pictures. (Yeah I know, I'm slow.) So be prepared for lots of posts full of old, fuzzy, not centered photos.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This first flashback post is from July 1997 when we went camping at the beach at San Elijo.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GSzG-cejWgrXEqxwiMpQ1UxfIqjThsMAZNYny-ACm_RGQWYjq5-FJb-gSRxvnB89jKc6u6XROw2TIL3_1415M0vSkqc18LityW6jWG8oO-lMXSmzeNDt5ttCvqToql6A62WaguHV46oD/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261340107317753810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6GSzG-cejWgrXEqxwiMpQ1UxfIqjThsMAZNYny-ACm_RGQWYjq5-FJb-gSRxvnB89jKc6u6XROw2TIL3_1415M0vSkqc18LityW6jWG8oO-lMXSmzeNDt5ttCvqToql6A62WaguHV46oD/s400/OLD+PICS+020.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's nothing better than waking up to this view, just a few steps away from your tent.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdULpJam6Um6L0Mbik34x52jyMakMN9JYRn1RLccFELA0Cw4l6bahexkDVVJgWhDQYIm-vfuw7Nd-D5lya9m2xsv8f9Hg_0jbLgti66-OVRdYksXr98aSPT9KKzlG1_EDihmw8qtdd9czq/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339892877431330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdULpJam6Um6L0Mbik34x52jyMakMN9JYRn1RLccFELA0Cw4l6bahexkDVVJgWhDQYIm-vfuw7Nd-D5lya9m2xsv8f9Hg_0jbLgti66-OVRdYksXr98aSPT9KKzlG1_EDihmw8qtdd9czq/s400/OLD+PICS+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Julie, you'll enjoy this one. This is (from left to right) Morgan, Devon, and Brandon crashed out in the boy tent. There was always a "special" boy smell in there! haha!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg861wq5biPcK_c9GP0Vc2PBLFdMS8MLZyBEVDJWQ59VM7zkmEjvAIFbaPoSAG0vpNchxp1_wW3eDIba4UB8Ltb6qQdRr4UqEAScHaIClQZBWWlRrRSOvAhCEGZh37N_78lO8a7G6AbNyJ6/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339704458696178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg861wq5biPcK_c9GP0Vc2PBLFdMS8MLZyBEVDJWQ59VM7zkmEjvAIFbaPoSAG0vpNchxp1_wW3eDIba4UB8Ltb6qQdRr4UqEAScHaIClQZBWWlRrRSOvAhCEGZh37N_78lO8a7G6AbNyJ6/s400/OLD+PICS+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Little Alexa, looking very adorable as always.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiESZI3YRQhqRmXjWjuHw4GzGkcVgqMNRF4JiX3IIKMJS33NvQwx-yFvrMMdUfzBMvLbdGH3vTFRCvY0fWg0trYxnsfv5tUmMoBaGme8VcRiSyKA3G_D5uUIfXZ74GioUXSpVem_AO3tOnw/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339625973143538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiESZI3YRQhqRmXjWjuHw4GzGkcVgqMNRF4JiX3IIKMJS33NvQwx-yFvrMMdUfzBMvLbdGH3vTFRCvY0fWg0trYxnsfv5tUmMoBaGme8VcRiSyKA3G_D5uUIfXZ74GioUXSpVem_AO3tOnw/s400/OLD+PICS+022.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Riley striking a pose in a super cool neon bikini. I think she was 8 years old here.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJhpFNeKLs_c6v9BwRHc-6KJvYbQdMsflPO7NvPTtjkRF5nM2FE4zaZ3_HtvKiZTuwOQTh_4IQt1lZVEb24Rq4aFBMej3bIPuZwkqIwzDaiH4SjB6QE5jNB1qWkXQRrOYnvYmOHNzcI2JC/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339542906924274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJhpFNeKLs_c6v9BwRHc-6KJvYbQdMsflPO7NvPTtjkRF5nM2FE4zaZ3_HtvKiZTuwOQTh_4IQt1lZVEb24Rq4aFBMej3bIPuZwkqIwzDaiH4SjB6QE5jNB1qWkXQRrOYnvYmOHNzcI2JC/s400/OLD+PICS+023.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Julie and my dad (with REALLY cool water shoes on) doing some reading at the beach.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKC34q8plVlyjA3WyMT3sw2_34KlizcXkj7_H8t1nbY8Sd8gmAWgUCX4-E7a_RSpHwt0TEFbyF0ZnnKdp6THAIyc6Y6hYOxjGXSBLeLJxqPVgdIbOjvpH3GII7cVW2e6Vq63o2lRJHICB/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339452769993346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMKC34q8plVlyjA3WyMT3sw2_34KlizcXkj7_H8t1nbY8Sd8gmAWgUCX4-E7a_RSpHwt0TEFbyF0ZnnKdp6THAIyc6Y6hYOxjGXSBLeLJxqPVgdIbOjvpH3GII7cVW2e6Vq63o2lRJHICB/s400/OLD+PICS+024.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Devon with, I think, Mark's surfboard.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQCtRLs2b1zmNrHE11YY4sZQue0HRqLDM615P-8FGi4_4x9Pnx3qM5zsXnsiIu5IkpGZpn2G8bmrLiCVuDmTCjjEnpks9vhbxPMExSVEfheVvoO6iu6rF95SLeDcODMNKTWaGtisxdnQaL/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339366921117298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQCtRLs2b1zmNrHE11YY4sZQue0HRqLDM615P-8FGi4_4x9Pnx3qM5zsXnsiIu5IkpGZpn2G8bmrLiCVuDmTCjjEnpks9vhbxPMExSVEfheVvoO6iu6rF95SLeDcODMNKTWaGtisxdnQaL/s400/OLD+PICS+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Morg and Bran-flake chillin' at the picnic table. Looks like Morgan's got his $1 to spend at the camp store. My Grandpa always gave us grand kids $1 a day to get a treat. Can I get a Woop-Woop for some banana and bubble gum flavored shaved ice!?! We kept them busy at the camp store shavin' that ice! It was Jody's birthday, so everyone decorated the campsite with balloons and such.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDrNKpQIg7xqhu_ihqfzETGtU52x5wUGR-lGD3qsv2Zr5tJi2JMIQTBYJa6jiRqI6bExtBllv6xUxpLxyCoIHT7KYsvYOWGwkioBRseBMrwUM2D-CsawSICqKlr0DY6MkM5LxvxLP3pOS/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339278376159522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguDrNKpQIg7xqhu_ihqfzETGtU52x5wUGR-lGD3qsv2Zr5tJi2JMIQTBYJa6jiRqI6bExtBllv6xUxpLxyCoIHT7KYsvYOWGwkioBRseBMrwUM2D-CsawSICqKlr0DY6MkM5LxvxLP3pOS/s400/OLD+PICS+026.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jody and Garrett walking up to her surprise party.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSBtU5R5HHxwAlyoIFDY6mt4dWvKIvslGZdzcoaOfRdG7OodlK6Z0AYKvkSt6MDIYhPvorZkceOwNGmtF0VVpY_Wtw5ps7MV9FJt9bN1r7X4nCozCfkSxmA2GkyO2A7v7aglghDR8hApd/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339119018466514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSBtU5R5HHxwAlyoIFDY6mt4dWvKIvslGZdzcoaOfRdG7OodlK6Z0AYKvkSt6MDIYhPvorZkceOwNGmtF0VVpY_Wtw5ps7MV9FJt9bN1r7X4nCozCfkSxmA2GkyO2A7v7aglghDR8hApd/s400/OLD+PICS+027.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's Julie, Alexa, Tiny, Brandon and Grandma hanging out.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfQZGbC_bunvPmXedtUFhyeXSSPfjHzbIDiTSv3qPCbiLoniAKXQ78zq1VppM1VEGd6_WkYnbF9fHnKppXrmIT_IGL7YTF2Ocgsoojf2KBjfqQl-nIKgvmNCcNPF28COCEOdGwe2D8abL/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339028297471410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfQZGbC_bunvPmXedtUFhyeXSSPfjHzbIDiTSv3qPCbiLoniAKXQ78zq1VppM1VEGd6_WkYnbF9fHnKppXrmIT_IGL7YTF2Ocgsoojf2KBjfqQl-nIKgvmNCcNPF28COCEOdGwe2D8abL/s400/OLD+PICS+028.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You'll have to blow this one up to see everyone in it. I <em>could</em> be wrong, but is that Nate with a PEPSI shirt on??? Hmmm.....I'm going to have to blow this one up and investigate!<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67Y124tJjdHlb2SVK68AQOqd24onO8d0YxLTQaEQRuJCOl8468AX39kv52ydi_L8BD3ZX3LctU0yjcxsyJu23IucBfphXaAy5bC0tYD-9N-I6nZ0RyV4xPai8dosKCjxFI1FmSYipLKjZ/s1600-h/OLD+PICS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338929081141842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67Y124tJjdHlb2SVK68AQOqd24onO8d0YxLTQaEQRuJCOl8468AX39kv52ydi_L8BD3ZX3LctU0yjcxsyJu23IucBfphXaAy5bC0tYD-9N-I6nZ0RyV4xPai8dosKCjxFI1FmSYipLKjZ/s400/OLD+PICS.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Morgan the Pimp" is what I have written on the back of this picture. Seriously. This guy has been a stud his whole life.<br /></span><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6AdBJ9jbcyRPWeM6tE-suSJR2_FwIWgslpwfztWP9QMcgyQQY-OAZRCJ7MfU10IeklCPd-sS0dvcVTFE9vDbIN3Ryzq0BOQ2eCinMsQkf4iwbMA8QlSjIjX0y83XQPo7iz5AWTWRp_CzR/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338721855228370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6AdBJ9jbcyRPWeM6tE-suSJR2_FwIWgslpwfztWP9QMcgyQQY-OAZRCJ7MfU10IeklCPd-sS0dvcVTFE9vDbIN3Ryzq0BOQ2eCinMsQkf4iwbMA8QlSjIjX0y83XQPo7iz5AWTWRp_CzR/s400/OLD+PICS+029.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Brandon checking out the surf (or lack there of). Another life long stud.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGbJlgQxL2zhecLaqWyN3P2h0DdSpoeQTMN2PnMbpJpj_XZt-XU2ZjRH3-r9xKGOMYiifNW2Kp9KQ7aWqwQ0VbCB1eWd3ZSmi2_9IuvS_i9HtJ6N6lImncLPjOHudDVtqAPvB7asgIO7-Q/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338654803767842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGbJlgQxL2zhecLaqWyN3P2h0DdSpoeQTMN2PnMbpJpj_XZt-XU2ZjRH3-r9xKGOMYiifNW2Kp9KQ7aWqwQ0VbCB1eWd3ZSmi2_9IuvS_i9HtJ6N6lImncLPjOHudDVtqAPvB7asgIO7-Q/s400/OLD+PICS+030.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">That's Colby on the left hiding from my camera and Garrett giving me the "get outta here" look.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTUqzPUNphesTeIFcHLm_X1fowXStRxSo2PQRBGenmbnUJuiifw_8lvIf_AGfFT2hKCo01Oz-ogUEHBS3esGgKUFvrgiN0oMUEqPobh_SnXh6FyXiL102fH8pDwbGDTwf8vVvGxG1OEUM/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338564436497858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMTUqzPUNphesTeIFcHLm_X1fowXStRxSo2PQRBGenmbnUJuiifw_8lvIf_AGfFT2hKCo01Oz-ogUEHBS3esGgKUFvrgiN0oMUEqPobh_SnXh6FyXiL102fH8pDwbGDTwf8vVvGxG1OEUM/s400/OLD+PICS+031.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's Grandma, Julie, and Brandon doing some serious thinking.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasAClmZZbicNxzpUZaO_xPLs3F1naXdcIRrKMl_lFcUGOzx_ndWcrJpZdZR-2nh1xwU82ckmxMhPyAW1Dwa9k-KD1pO8nDULO8AXpc5LPs398HDwld_Fd9dHIk6OAmFlDYO5cFUvn4JzI/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338480996984338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgasAClmZZbicNxzpUZaO_xPLs3F1naXdcIRrKMl_lFcUGOzx_ndWcrJpZdZR-2nh1xwU82ckmxMhPyAW1Dwa9k-KD1pO8nDULO8AXpc5LPs398HDwld_Fd9dHIk6OAmFlDYO5cFUvn4JzI/s400/OLD+PICS+032.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lisa with Chad hugging her legs and Cheyne in the background.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2N5f5DpqZ1xnZZw2G-YhT1F2oNkLkCcwWIgTa8OnbgkOYpc096-mldD8zriuO_eWh0mK_18v2gSfZhwqenyKdPCNYLdkDcn5gfly4y2U5hQ2133tiWaJ5mO5hds2DPjsmFPhhELJOHC1b/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338248867547922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2N5f5DpqZ1xnZZw2G-YhT1F2oNkLkCcwWIgTa8OnbgkOYpc096-mldD8zriuO_eWh0mK_18v2gSfZhwqenyKdPCNYLdkDcn5gfly4y2U5hQ2133tiWaJ5mO5hds2DPjsmFPhhELJOHC1b/s400/OLD+PICS+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Little Cheyne making faces at me!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9v_2LQvCsvHMl4hyUnYzt9QLTHZ5WIKBsj3kcesCL9kLVqWUSWorB4PgcBcZuiSt6VA0NFhNEAJcXTRAo11WMYCf1C6O9uZZ3_UTSXE9YrA6btVB3iaBq_Y1kRu1ANOo8-QDf9NLbLMhK/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338175212566578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9v_2LQvCsvHMl4hyUnYzt9QLTHZ5WIKBsj3kcesCL9kLVqWUSWorB4PgcBcZuiSt6VA0NFhNEAJcXTRAo11WMYCf1C6O9uZZ3_UTSXE9YrA6btVB3iaBq_Y1kRu1ANOo8-QDf9NLbLMhK/s400/OLD+PICS+034.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's baby Chad with either Alyssa or Heather.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LiT2IvpFARCoJ3C_jVdV16IMWSrTTD-I41qYf1b9qRZFoonMR5VkVa1GBZlKlhBUObAZG45vPBaKDsYUcjD7pM9uoKdmuwHPNYpepL0xFM_81qRHPUvJ8bSN9Wc5UlvEVJvoQWPFZxFE/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338101186846258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LiT2IvpFARCoJ3C_jVdV16IMWSrTTD-I41qYf1b9qRZFoonMR5VkVa1GBZlKlhBUObAZG45vPBaKDsYUcjD7pM9uoKdmuwHPNYpepL0xFM_81qRHPUvJ8bSN9Wc5UlvEVJvoQWPFZxFE/s400/OLD+PICS+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cheyne enjoying his shaved ice. What a cute smiley face!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwt0sZBe_bLqCY5vuZ5xez1kSemHi6D9A1KAzDIlvL7uzSZ5a364PiBJYstMfMTPVgp3KQAphBDHLXsv_BWrl0z_We1s_FUg77hFc8co04V2VcnDKcTgKKqmHXXwwlb27zuzHdBhKU_OGT/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261338027328469362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwt0sZBe_bLqCY5vuZ5xez1kSemHi6D9A1KAzDIlvL7uzSZ5a364PiBJYstMfMTPVgp3KQAphBDHLXsv_BWrl0z_We1s_FUg77hFc8co04V2VcnDKcTgKKqmHXXwwlb27zuzHdBhKU_OGT/s400/OLD+PICS+036.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Mark after he was out surfing.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw2dldYUGTwVONc9D4VMtvWgAqdiNDieQriPSDepeupW9ZJ53AhR9K9kgbI-DyUOihyz7rrUxcB17vfiRpqgkGnbgoIU781JC8JzD5x8lTtDZ87HAZK5YngdMHoibxQo82ne0zCcNDdaLf/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261337912707661762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw2dldYUGTwVONc9D4VMtvWgAqdiNDieQriPSDepeupW9ZJ53AhR9K9kgbI-DyUOihyz7rrUxcB17vfiRpqgkGnbgoIU781JC8JzD5x8lTtDZ87HAZK5YngdMHoibxQo82ne0zCcNDdaLf/s400/OLD+PICS+037.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chad and Cheyne splashing around in the wet sand. This is too cute!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCfFOQj97XumwChsXMkbVJaxMtyZnojCPgY8zHxtKdMRm0ZqOln70R5zhC6Ef09JUqn2pBNLiT6u3OLL9UYdqZW7W0gg325vkdOKTh7Q5KWWMJOGUJXl0Ju8_G2cq7F24zcgORmFpEq7F/s1600-h/OLD+PICS+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261337710338928498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCfFOQj97XumwChsXMkbVJaxMtyZnojCPgY8zHxtKdMRm0ZqOln70R5zhC6Ef09JUqn2pBNLiT6u3OLL9UYdqZW7W0gg325vkdOKTh7Q5KWWMJOGUJXl0Ju8_G2cq7F24zcgORmFpEq7F/s400/OLD+PICS+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's Colby, Jody, my dad, Julie, Lisa and Kurt getting their chat on.<br /></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I absolutely LOVE old pictures and could sit and look at old albums all day. There are more of these posts to come, so stay tuned.</span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-44698212687235978812008-10-21T21:52:00.000-07:002008-10-21T22:53:47.239-07:00Pictures...It's All I've Got<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I haven't really had much to blog about lately. But I do have a lot of cute pictures so I figured I would put them up. Enjoy!</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGxfAoZNxWygzXVgEtvFB9yRO6KgbXUqh-Iam2QypHB0WbxFXoz8RifJfxhY6AseOhK-OrxV4mT61RGt7Ve5tEmcOAClSfJvU_VNoryi9RSEt_xQDnX5P1mYR69hkvhWngiRapn97kPKuJ/s1600-h/100_2396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839782055242130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGxfAoZNxWygzXVgEtvFB9yRO6KgbXUqh-Iam2QypHB0WbxFXoz8RifJfxhY6AseOhK-OrxV4mT61RGt7Ve5tEmcOAClSfJvU_VNoryi9RSEt_xQDnX5P1mYR69hkvhWngiRapn97kPKuJ/s400/100_2396.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I was watching</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kiersten and we had to pick up </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley from school. She was really into The Wiggles and didn't want to look at me. But she did stop watching long enough to see what Landon was doing. Landon was SO excited to have his cousin with him. Can't you tell by that HUGE smile??</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirzFEgU2FrRNXZWEMvfWRrPZFr2__tsufZ2Q5N0d_4H_26HZbVGK1a45K26pQvtKL9l7yZeOsuPAn3OGIjqtRSEsVUk6bzrslwGY1fiKK_c-aofXx450I326isVxd6HJ0fre1Z8i-FNXmT/s1600-h/100_2397.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839686761159250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirzFEgU2FrRNXZWEMvfWRrPZFr2__tsufZ2Q5N0d_4H_26HZbVGK1a45K26pQvtKL9l7yZeOsuPAn3OGIjqtRSEsVUk6bzrslwGY1fiKK_c-aofXx450I326isVxd6HJ0fre1Z8i-FNXmT/s400/100_2397.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon likes to "help" Bradley with his homework. This particular night he was doing his math and Landon kept telling him, "Free (three), four." or "Four, fife (five)". What a helper!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ9L1oL9S8LripT0tfnqIcnR0NY_KoTNq3w1RLWi0Hl1BU7EwuvdYaO_LVbkhwnRNLqqp8DEYZS6P0ycKLcngLyc0EvzCcKRjGC0DMTlsSFSsn3pRtsL9LfTc7lAhWuRxaSkLZ6IF1f_d/s1600-h/100_2398.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839605360011122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzZ9L1oL9S8LripT0tfnqIcnR0NY_KoTNq3w1RLWi0Hl1BU7EwuvdYaO_LVbkhwnRNLqqp8DEYZS6P0ycKLcngLyc0EvzCcKRjGC0DMTlsSFSsn3pRtsL9LfTc7lAhWuRxaSkLZ6IF1f_d/s400/100_2398.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon is obsessed with "gapes" (grapes). Anytime he sees them in the fridge he starts yelling for them as if he was going to die if he didn't get them.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqLaQnA2fUzh0jM-BZE6AxqMcDO0s7JfkvN5vm5HF95f2xcMBYSHljDXM4LI8HAm3egczVYxtU8SAM1vdtzGw_IZlgmVv2y9lOiPA6BtodLNqzuSB08nd2-JhUR_IdyBPXlV7GMd_tz6P/s1600-h/100_2406.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839489006052242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqLaQnA2fUzh0jM-BZE6AxqMcDO0s7JfkvN5vm5HF95f2xcMBYSHljDXM4LI8HAm3egczVYxtU8SAM1vdtzGw_IZlgmVv2y9lOiPA6BtodLNqzuSB08nd2-JhUR_IdyBPXlV7GMd_tz6P/s400/100_2406.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My boys sharing some of my bomb guacamole.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij46Ux16hdeetdv5jl1D_12rDI_6NoS0d1G8uLmglUXlLfchPcu0hRcDIx8RaoPKgqpzRWb1TrOOQN5z2nLr3-AcWSqZ5O8zCMzG_KfqrayPkIUV1Zhiz3RTnba3JCmAK4GG1EWoBG-fFY/s1600-h/100_2407.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839365711606418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij46Ux16hdeetdv5jl1D_12rDI_6NoS0d1G8uLmglUXlLfchPcu0hRcDIx8RaoPKgqpzRWb1TrOOQN5z2nLr3-AcWSqZ5O8zCMzG_KfqrayPkIUV1Zhiz3RTnba3JCmAK4GG1EWoBG-fFY/s400/100_2407.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> We went to my dad's Fall Festival last Friday and had a blast! There was a DJ spinnin' some sweet jams and the kids were loving it! Scotty and Landon have some serious moves!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikmCOIwgSaAhnQgjBAmX_bWYTmdMaT2XmOEfNs2yX9YBaVA87uY76oxDEB9M5Wpq1Qhu24H8LgmSSImBVV7CxknXLjHLVOeBx4-CO7Oya7je9wuiqxKLpbggQi8J3CQelCG-X_j91oAjI-/s1600-h/100_2409.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839260545138114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikmCOIwgSaAhnQgjBAmX_bWYTmdMaT2XmOEfNs2yX9YBaVA87uY76oxDEB9M5Wpq1Qhu24H8LgmSSImBVV7CxknXLjHLVOeBx4-CO7Oya7je9wuiqxKLpbggQi8J3CQelCG-X_j91oAjI-/s400/100_2409.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley had to get in on the action too. Here he is doing the robot. What can I say, my boys were blessed with rhythm??</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPW-t0PTJ77suU2nbvXvADHW_ORtQ2VcILfMXLmfOizFZ2au8RHwq5ahyhTu9E6Wr-ToNawQN_92UM6PXIrdfNfWLLGQm2bVe8Nm9F0AI3NC28w8hzoYjezWw1iTVVTzKubZNX6WXNINLy/s1600-h/100_2410.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839156834364914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPW-t0PTJ77suU2nbvXvADHW_ORtQ2VcILfMXLmfOizFZ2au8RHwq5ahyhTu9E6Wr-ToNawQN_92UM6PXIrdfNfWLLGQm2bVe8Nm9F0AI3NC28w8hzoYjezWw1iTVVTzKubZNX6WXNINLy/s400/100_2410.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> There was a "time out" booth where you can use tickets to get a sticker and whoever you tag with it has to go to "time out" for 2 minutes. You can tell my dad was THRILLED to be in "time out" for the 100th time that night. So Landon joined him. Seriously, my dad is a great sport. I think next year there should only be a half hour window to send Principal Darrington to time out so he doesn't spend the whole evening there!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0GDvQCaulctRnLTGja1Id4gEiMiKPdfaXWRCNi8jgtgeTo7p5aIYLyRZRXTa7Kmz1kSKHQ5JdtwnqbfOPn5Pp-86A5HlF9a2SMm8pmcPX82-0OsBC195tjAT6scYfvSLzd-HyRiWWotO/s1600-h/100_2413.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259839014661995762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-0GDvQCaulctRnLTGja1Id4gEiMiKPdfaXWRCNi8jgtgeTo7p5aIYLyRZRXTa7Kmz1kSKHQ5JdtwnqbfOPn5Pp-86A5HlF9a2SMm8pmcPX82-0OsBC195tjAT6scYfvSLzd-HyRiWWotO/s400/100_2413.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon still gettin' down.<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6A7qp9IXkY3Prkc5dS_BkdtGhM1O5ZG21nhrX2mlQgkH8G3u2TkfFPexxEX-Mfa9xCKxb2Jco9W1qEZlnGU-3sTwUY-e-FsqHghvK3Xz5Opl4oiY-PH4dJYrDBc5XVHTeocaUXm_YrBi/s1600-h/100_2414.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838785008686754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz6A7qp9IXkY3Prkc5dS_BkdtGhM1O5ZG21nhrX2mlQgkH8G3u2TkfFPexxEX-Mfa9xCKxb2Jco9W1qEZlnGU-3sTwUY-e-FsqHghvK3Xz5Opl4oiY-PH4dJYrDBc5XVHTeocaUXm_YrBi/s400/100_2414.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Angelina, Landon, and Scotty. I love the look on Landon's face. He did NOT want to be in his stroller.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjO2v48flSvtsPEgGoF9A-WC2jMEtALWqvPVT31-npEcXTMUl8W1HXdRBI3WKvk6WtWD_QM_J6QyB_9M85xh7XcbAUDGdgDGpmsb6nxWwpD0CwNtvxUpWQYbPllO3Mk7t8ARAieVwg598X/s1600-h/100_2417.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838567303478882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjO2v48flSvtsPEgGoF9A-WC2jMEtALWqvPVT31-npEcXTMUl8W1HXdRBI3WKvk6WtWD_QM_J6QyB_9M85xh7XcbAUDGdgDGpmsb6nxWwpD0CwNtvxUpWQYbPllO3Mk7t8ARAieVwg598X/s400/100_2417.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Another reason my dad is a great principal (there are MANY reasons): the students got to throw pies at him! Bradley even got him twice, I think, but I didn't get a picture of it. You should've seen the line for this one! Notice his body language saying, "Bring it on!"</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZ6agIP8vKc7XbtJJP685oCtrkWuNmEmcuWrF-sjOYZtnBJD-lehYdeKta67oaooiNSGlw0zM-m3KY0cgJde3TjWO7lcZ3gBoa-5X4dvyBZQQbsJM14qsw_VwzXZ_0qz40TAX8-QPsJqQ/s1600-h/100_2420.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838387524447026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZ6agIP8vKc7XbtJJP685oCtrkWuNmEmcuWrF-sjOYZtnBJD-lehYdeKta67oaooiNSGlw0zM-m3KY0cgJde3TjWO7lcZ3gBoa-5X4dvyBZQQbsJM14qsw_VwzXZ_0qz40TAX8-QPsJqQ/s400/100_2420.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And they did! hahahahaha!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5y-wMm2EoOvXanW1e7KTp8g81a7LUqMqx8TyGxAjkMht3EqjAzav_OiHONC7gTKDFJFtDfHpb5YOKGrG1fb7te6uEilKHOYXLzf-9dMvUsvBeIHA_CUbjH9ymTriClWZkN9NFuRkman8k/s1600-h/100_2421.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838291609665442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5y-wMm2EoOvXanW1e7KTp8g81a7LUqMqx8TyGxAjkMht3EqjAzav_OiHONC7gTKDFJFtDfHpb5YOKGrG1fb7te6uEilKHOYXLzf-9dMvUsvBeIHA_CUbjH9ymTriClWZkN9NFuRkman8k/s400/100_2421.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is what he looked like when it was almost over.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuUdLNt5ZVa712PPcOBo0YokhuM8ycgPj2xxDO6WC5L41O5RxM6u82_8WIMclfZaLWOQhqRgLsJ5vSHF52e3WI610651TZtL7Yq4HeFc74ydm_-dQ91syIZTC790C5wiBE1NyBL2h4C22/s1600-h/100_2422.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838205684955954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuUdLNt5ZVa712PPcOBo0YokhuM8ycgPj2xxDO6WC5L41O5RxM6u82_8WIMclfZaLWOQhqRgLsJ5vSHF52e3WI610651TZtL7Yq4HeFc74ydm_-dQ91syIZTC790C5wiBE1NyBL2h4C22/s400/100_2422.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">After the festival we went over to my in laws. I came downstairs to this. I guess Frankie put Angelina's shirt on Landon and then she wanted to wear his shirt. I think it's hilarious! The headband is just an extra touch of fabulous-ness!<br /></span><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wzB3wR5Ypbel4skONPf4CH8Vz1pK40nEUw5zBBcmq9Q5Yo-DFcuY8qkOUx7j5kYq3velBejj8rFgBOUkOeX-saojU8i6_PQf1IZG4UrvPo_iOVBpalUWI987-SFNeZgYHeXo28KCZaQi/s1600-h/100_2428.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838099318146098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0wzB3wR5Ypbel4skONPf4CH8Vz1pK40nEUw5zBBcmq9Q5Yo-DFcuY8qkOUx7j5kYq3velBejj8rFgBOUkOeX-saojU8i6_PQf1IZG4UrvPo_iOVBpalUWI987-SFNeZgYHeXo28KCZaQi/s400/100_2428.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley and I went to Creative Pottery (I think that's what it's called) and painted some ceramic pieces. We LOVE doing this, and hadn't done it in a long time. We had lots of fun spending time with each other.</span><br /><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDg3FmvF70MH47R4cqp-q6XoQDwRQzhCBw06lI6GsuFohWXHxTrOdaNffif3KbwZQMfNaHBRdM4hq-jr23Zx-6Hde8omN9m_JFTue7-5bZQrYDp6FVpbL5Lx8UHcYz1vL_hGdMD3qfUJvJ/s1600-h/100_2429.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259838021339318594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDg3FmvF70MH47R4cqp-q6XoQDwRQzhCBw06lI6GsuFohWXHxTrOdaNffif3KbwZQMfNaHBRdM4hq-jr23Zx-6Hde8omN9m_JFTue7-5bZQrYDp6FVpbL5Lx8UHcYz1vL_hGdMD3qfUJvJ/s400/100_2429.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon likes to be a big boy and use a fork by himself. And I enjoy watching. Sometimes it takes him awhile. It amazes me that he's always so patient. (I'm so <em>not</em> a patient person.)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizzq4FBgUveh7or-AZbMMXVeZiXIreclKh9raKjH8vjw3XT7CsSV7QgoMlSVtIX7gDF6WFud9fOTxY1F65dts-Jd0wYMqYJqAsYZ3pp5dnQDlyLLJNI-rkM90Vola8F0tiaV9gCEE5LSJw/s1600-h/100_2430.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837940834639970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizzq4FBgUveh7or-AZbMMXVeZiXIreclKh9raKjH8vjw3XT7CsSV7QgoMlSVtIX7gDF6WFud9fOTxY1F65dts-Jd0wYMqYJqAsYZ3pp5dnQDlyLLJNI-rkM90Vola8F0tiaV9gCEE5LSJw/s400/100_2430.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ta-da! He did it!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNCkoLwPN9PZMIvXtUdY6GBFAJLvsaoxLEBGpy0SqFHrFmULTjlgExz5nuPjCQJJychkv9X2gRuXaOAbeuaLpMSGV9hCbDtIOm-GijDJqH0aBs1WPaPf79r2y46nEqQE38QfId7rzfExx/s1600-h/100_2431.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837864869234258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNCkoLwPN9PZMIvXtUdY6GBFAJLvsaoxLEBGpy0SqFHrFmULTjlgExz5nuPjCQJJychkv9X2gRuXaOAbeuaLpMSGV9hCbDtIOm-GijDJqH0aBs1WPaPf79r2y46nEqQE38QfId7rzfExx/s400/100_2431.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I told him to make a funny face and this is what I got.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiagk-6XIChXseaNq8an45bg1aMWG5wBTRZbNjwPBRTBjfeEos_prllugl90ZO8WYENjDjvoZd3FmaFHJSri_DRXqZbB70kxeE5vYMjBqOgIS_WHJ05NaxkympLfS2y_qQ9QxZdHXpza6ID/s1600-h/100_2432.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259837772284582594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiagk-6XIChXseaNq8an45bg1aMWG5wBTRZbNjwPBRTBjfeEos_prllugl90ZO8WYENjDjvoZd3FmaFHJSri_DRXqZbB70kxeE5vYMjBqOgIS_WHJ05NaxkympLfS2y_qQ9QxZdHXpza6ID/s400/100_2432.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So Bradley had to make a funny face too.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I'm sure that was super boring for some of you, but it's all I've got so....deal with it!</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-42512004297379002862008-10-15T20:03:00.000-07:002008-10-15T21:32:36.898-07:00Random List<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I haven't posted in a long time due to nothing being blogworthy, so I'll just make a list of what's going on with me right now.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Tomorrow is Bradley's picture day and I was already worried because he has 2 scratches on his face from Landon. They get wrestling and next thing you know Landon is squeezing Brad's face so hard he gets scratched up. We call him Scarface because seriously he always is scratched up from Landon. So I told him to be careful and don't give him the opportunity to scratch him. Instead of a scratch Landon smacked Bradley in the head with a go-go bike (motorcycle) and now he has a huge bruise/bump. Aargh! Of course this has to happen the night before picture day.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Neither of my children ate their dinner tonight. That does not make me happy.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I still don't have my Halloween decorations up. I love to decorate for Halloween with lights and webs and black lights, I just feel like it's snuck up on me this year. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I am still undecided as far as who I am voting for. I'm actually so sick of all the political crap out there. I've done lots of research and I still don't like either candidate. But here's the funny thing. Bradley is a McCain supporter. I don't know how, or why but he's always talking about McCain and how he better win. I find this funny because I am not a supporter of either candidate so the fact that he is so into him is very funny to me. Yesterday on the way home I asked how school was. He said it was fine and then confessed that he got in trouble. I asked what for. He said they were waiting in line outside the bathroom and he started reading a pamphlet about McCain and Obama (I'm guessing aloud). And he got in trouble for it. He said, "What the heck?! I didn't even do anything wrong, I was just reading about McCain and Obama!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I have to get a wisdom tooth pulled tomorrow. Yuck. I hate the dentist, well not personally, he's really nice. I just hate having dental work done, and being numb. Wish me luck.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- The Project Runway finale is on tonight. Woop woop!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- My best friend Amanda just had her 2nd baby, Cash Austin, on Sept. 29th. He is SO STINKIN' CUTE!!! I got to see him in the hospital but a couple days later caught a cold and haven't been able to see him since. I'm DYING to go snuggle him! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Frankie's off the next two days, yay! Maybe I'll get some decorating done??</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I'm totally obsessed with Cafe Rio. I have to go once a week or I think I might die!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Landon is becoming such a big boy. One of his new thing's that he does lately is say, "Watch dis!" and does something funny. Watch dis, watch dis, that's what I hear all day. It's pretty dang cute. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Landon peed on the potty! I'm sure it was just a lucky moment, but I made a big deal about it. Now he's always running to the bathroom yelling "Go potty, go potty!" </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Bradley is signed up for basketball. He's never played before, so this is new to us. He's really excited and hoping he'll be on his friend's team. He did really good at try outs. Frankie said he sunk his first free throw. We'll see how it goes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- I helped out in Brad's class last week and loved it! I always wanted to be a elementary teacher so I love going and working with the kids. They are so cute!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So those are the random things going on around here. Hopefully I'll have something better to post about soon!</span>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-14325530230091540832008-09-17T20:44:00.000-07:002008-09-17T21:06:48.627-07:00Mini Mohawk<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We went over to Tyler's tonight so we could use his clippers and shave the boys' hair. I gave Bradley the "Chuck <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Liddell</span>" aka the mini <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mohawk</span>. It's actually hard to see in this picture. It's very subtle, but I think the ladies are going to love it. After I had used a 2 on his whole head we decided we'd do the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">mohawk</span>. Otherwise it would've been a bit longer. </span> </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkon3KdIMBai0EG-pJzNGd3Y2pqzPwpD_AXzzBujTclgtzu2jgfWyvmyTZmc8w9xOCPnzAhUWBxZf4FpmVIUX_60l8Nuph13o4h1TNQykn3Nw0IYiki-HV1YkLEN6lkaViSLU19eOJ6i0g/s1600-h/100_2382.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247203885294118322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkon3KdIMBai0EG-pJzNGd3Y2pqzPwpD_AXzzBujTclgtzu2jgfWyvmyTZmc8w9xOCPnzAhUWBxZf4FpmVIUX_60l8Nuph13o4h1TNQykn3Nw0IYiki-HV1YkLEN6lkaViSLU19eOJ6i0g/s400/100_2382.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Check out this tough guy. I wouldn't want to be caught in a dark alley with this guy! His Uncle Dustin should be very happy. He's wanted to give him a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mohawk</span> since he was born.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Extra's</span>:</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-SHSEsCYOaFDk1OylPi8uNJunWFxfinzUgEx0olYUKA3QrG1WAbWEL2wqwgSUpNLEG1IEgnMM5PntCTdnLIRpvPJCodkJHnKIb9S7aJVph2zkdBtkqM0nQYDVjQ9u-_AF8pDfni7kAmD2/s1600-h/100_2384.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247203755600867250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-SHSEsCYOaFDk1OylPi8uNJunWFxfinzUgEx0olYUKA3QrG1WAbWEL2wqwgSUpNLEG1IEgnMM5PntCTdnLIRpvPJCodkJHnKIb9S7aJVph2zkdBtkqM0nQYDVjQ9u-_AF8pDfni7kAmD2/s400/100_2384.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bradley being a big dork. I definitely would NOT be scared to run into this guy in a dark alley. I'd kick shorty's butt!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7nTMXYTiS0A6itFXjWGRR8DECpzxeYYbKyvoJRUXlMdh4wbgOxSsB21P32O8NAg8OIP_iYYe0IsghMo59TVaWm-ZEbjEnEwfKDWU29CkmzFkAHHZoFtf4eud4Y61rJuyMjLkLpW-LU3D/s1600-h/100_2373.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247203519131432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR7nTMXYTiS0A6itFXjWGRR8DECpzxeYYbKyvoJRUXlMdh4wbgOxSsB21P32O8NAg8OIP_iYYe0IsghMo59TVaWm-ZEbjEnEwfKDWU29CkmzFkAHHZoFtf4eud4Y61rJuyMjLkLpW-LU3D/s400/100_2373.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Didn't you know pirates ride scooters?!? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Aargh</span>!<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8-VKgab53tnFopgkqGIlYrXlHqKSaj1R61u0XGgjWtaw0QGsP0N1u54B44hd-ZuoV1EdaHCOfuYJOIKHy7T09jJB5v1a-eRsvJfUUgd33II3acgyx1fsxLeqf_YgSkWk8eN5oEAtjg0D/s1600-h/100_2378.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247203383613674706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc8-VKgab53tnFopgkqGIlYrXlHqKSaj1R61u0XGgjWtaw0QGsP0N1u54B44hd-ZuoV1EdaHCOfuYJOIKHy7T09jJB5v1a-eRsvJfUUgd33II3acgyx1fsxLeqf_YgSkWk8eN5oEAtjg0D/s400/100_2378.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Best buddies! (Disclaimer: In case anyone thinks it's weird they tub together, fear not, Brad covers up his family jewels.)<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQ2xJkmGPAq_ttgvghyphenhyphenkJJImEp_Z6UIZ72rsznBT9UtY8Bj6P-CGb-2ZlbUNLh5GWtvbWz1YhnzBMV1dIdCzOI343Er5q8kcV8wEGKmuoV-zWd3Ku9cZllEnCAXpJRnMvnnCdG2h1EwI5/s1600-h/100_2381.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247202567155308226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGQ2xJkmGPAq_ttgvghyphenhyphenkJJImEp_Z6UIZ72rsznBT9UtY8Bj6P-CGb-2ZlbUNLh5GWtvbWz1YhnzBMV1dIdCzOI343Er5q8kcV8wEGKmuoV-zWd3Ku9cZllEnCAXpJRnMvnnCdG2h1EwI5/s400/100_2381.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I caught this cute little guy reading in his chair this morning.</span><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-38034017088063361862008-09-10T20:36:00.000-07:002008-09-10T21:01:41.362-07:00Missing Frankie<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Frankie is in Napa again and I'm all alone. Well, the kids are here of course. This is Frankie's 3rd year going on the trip. At his work the top three wine sellers get to go on an all expense paid trip to Napa. The past two years he was 1st place, and this year he came in 2nd. He looks so forward to this, and by now has it in his head that he is going from early on in the year. They get to stay in a very exclusive place, I think on a vineyard, in a cottage. You can't even make reservations, you have to be invited. They are treated with lots of wine tasting, tours of different vineyards, and gourmet meals. I love that he gets to experience this. But I hate that I have to be alone at night! There's something about sleeping in bed alone that just doesn't feel right. Maybe I'll have Brad sleep in my bed.</span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Frankie left really early this morning and last night Bradley made him the cutest card and told me to sneak it into his suitcase (which was really hard because Frankie wouldn't leave the room for one second! I tried everything!). I did eventually get it in there though. And then Frankie wanted me to sneak a note into Brad's lunchbox. It was so funny! They both had the same idea! Then I found a note in my diaper bag from Frankie. I guess we're just cheesy like that! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I can't wait until he's home. </span></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-50795252453477247382008-09-01T19:49:00.000-07:002008-09-01T20:37:23.905-07:00New Park!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I was so excited when I got the flyer in the mail saying the 3rd phase of Centennial Hills Park was opening. Sometimes I wonder if I get more excited over parks than my kids. You have to admit they make some rad parks for kids now. So we had to go check it out. It is such a cool park! We showed up wanting to go in the water, but the sign said they were doing maintenance on it, so we explored the new playground. (It was working a couple of days before, but I guess they have to work out some kinks??) </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtPc7KQ9Wpb7r70dBLYdyBNC3yzvbCepqFIlr9QGLf9SUAEReFLIiubfCSoEhaDb61GRorbJXu5RF5CvGOCTokhb2BxL3e6kWLwPuBiSWKJboiYAIuS3i2acFKhtHaakF4Hsk00Jqd9E/s1600-h/100_2342.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251648415573522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtPc7KQ9Wpb7r70dBLYdyBNC3yzvbCepqFIlr9QGLf9SUAEReFLIiubfCSoEhaDb61GRorbJXu5RF5CvGOCTokhb2BxL3e6kWLwPuBiSWKJboiYAIuS3i2acFKhtHaakF4Hsk00Jqd9E/s400/100_2342.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Landon just kissed the turtle, but I missed it by a second.<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3jNpxXDR1PgylTCvjhyphenhyphentpEQsrY9KWFzzWQQRKWQtsMAcRZYq3az62_3kWRa7_CGfNMegyCxAGKeOKMZp9H1BpMo_p_Q3cRqq2vbYUISnfJn33mFqiklS7_-I9hRVx2QfEw05qcAmGJo/s1600-h/100_2343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251520895734354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP3jNpxXDR1PgylTCvjhyphenhyphentpEQsrY9KWFzzWQQRKWQtsMAcRZYq3az62_3kWRa7_CGfNMegyCxAGKeOKMZp9H1BpMo_p_Q3cRqq2vbYUISnfJn33mFqiklS7_-I9hRVx2QfEw05qcAmGJo/s400/100_2343.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Here's the water park. It looks like fun! I hope they get it fixed so we can try it out before they shut it off until next summer.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There's a little trail that you can take and go up higher. Then the path leads to a gazebo where there's a 360 degree view of the whole park and then some. It's beautiful up there!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVi9t8j-mg7FEB_kOtck8xvVgd52UY29SiF6x2m3sOjZJQN32s65mXmkrCNktzovhohU_VEOf55GectWcfoPSITancm-Lq7_hOf0gXteh53JNg79InWKG3L8vFgLfxbgzoD_UVqZdKKA/s1600-h/100_2344.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251399536964466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKVi9t8j-mg7FEB_kOtck8xvVgd52UY29SiF6x2m3sOjZJQN32s65mXmkrCNktzovhohU_VEOf55GectWcfoPSITancm-Lq7_hOf0gXteh53JNg79InWKG3L8vFgLfxbgzoD_UVqZdKKA/s400/100_2344.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> This is the view from the gazebo to the (a.k.a. the flower park) of Centennial Hills Park.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtUqyLzGWQyFI8ECCZ00ag_lxKSRWN3IKhx37F4gzYsXfG_JFGHpY9REA9qX2xwrfYSqBzK_RdHdb9C92WCMEUyGlJWar04Gh3-vweGaDznjd8Dy8l11yycngxZJBVmQQsfj3zE8mBJA/s1600-h/100_2345.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251250000487746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtUqyLzGWQyFI8ECCZ00ag_lxKSRWN3IKhx37F4gzYsXfG_JFGHpY9REA9qX2xwrfYSqBzK_RdHdb9C92WCMEUyGlJWar04Gh3-vweGaDznjd8Dy8l11yycngxZJBVmQQsfj3zE8mBJA/s400/100_2345.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's the amphitheater. I can't wait to see what they'll have going on there.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrN4aQb7Jdfc-5AiUhYW6X2SQ8tpKm60T4TQ2WGYq1ZtX89ip2QuoVCExuft518_v6VUCjxhaDnRzElTW9IM5P76y91_g4AqCRzeHaiUkKVsHO6m1pU2oHGiTu6oYee54Qw9z8ooL2U4/s1600-h/100_2346.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251134421512050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJrN4aQb7Jdfc-5AiUhYW6X2SQ8tpKm60T4TQ2WGYq1ZtX89ip2QuoVCExuft518_v6VUCjxhaDnRzElTW9IM5P76y91_g4AqCRzeHaiUkKVsHO6m1pU2oHGiTu6oYee54Qw9z8ooL2U4/s400/100_2346.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's a view of the park from the gazebo. There's a walkway behind the equipment that branches off to each level of the park. I guess I forgot to get a picture of the park from the ground.<br /></span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ZMlgSNxuddyasW4DdxPHyIOsIAfHmL6sricXU8NjFNrnhpih_wugovflzaQpHv2jW0XgIOmqH2zUZX2WHDWD2tB1ig0KaxkszHgXsB5fkAl8pCmGJJUDJU2C1kcvPUKzNUYw5sjbUHc/s1600-h/100_2347.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250961881241186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ZMlgSNxuddyasW4DdxPHyIOsIAfHmL6sricXU8NjFNrnhpih_wugovflzaQpHv2jW0XgIOmqH2zUZX2WHDWD2tB1ig0KaxkszHgXsB5fkAl8pCmGJJUDJU2C1kcvPUKzNUYw5sjbUHc/s400/100_2347.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> That's the water park again. I think I was enjoying the view too much and not really thinking of what I was taking pictures of. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Leah you're going to have to bring the kids. We'll hit up Cafe Rio and then head to the park! I'm trying to entice you, did it work?!?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So if you're a park lover like myself you'll have to check it out. We can't wait until the weather is nice so we can spend many hours there burning off all that little boy energy!<br /></span></div><div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-529219302924988480.post-21720150637510235192008-08-26T12:22:00.000-07:002008-08-26T21:00:11.213-07:00School's In Session!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Yesterday was Bradley's first day of 2nd grade. He would ask me during summer how much longer until school started, and then complain about not wanting to go back because "School's stupid." Then I'd try to explain how redundant that statement is. He really does like school, but after having fun all summer he didn't want to go back. As it got closer and closer to the first day he got more and more excited, thank goodness. And especially after last weeks Meet n Greet where he saw all his friends, he was definitely ready to go back. He laid out his outfit the night before. The next morning he woke me up and was all dressed and ready to go! It was so cute. I used to love the first day of school when I was a kid so I knew how excited he was.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilr1D3EeshW4bq1wM8eUsXrY6covTwNxV6LB-Y2qCpyJZPZ3lCs9zGEUEo-GjcdHaovlrBw2cXuX9iKbBgMvHIyeGTRoGXNazVqvvsEWhH6xhFZtOGhyphenhyphenNSgAlSDI97mdEIg90TV7O0834/s1600-h/100_2357.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238911093092956594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilr1D3EeshW4bq1wM8eUsXrY6covTwNxV6LB-Y2qCpyJZPZ3lCs9zGEUEo-GjcdHaovlrBw2cXuX9iKbBgMvHIyeGTRoGXNazVqvvsEWhH6xhFZtOGhyphenhyphenNSgAlSDI97mdEIg90TV7O0834/s400/100_2357.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Here he is all ready to go. I can't believe how big my Bradley is!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJUR-iCd5dnyVA7HgwNqRmQRM4eG_cTAfM07Wnoz4gUZ4VyupaPyMH4jwUhbJnRYsQL43dkKBL_M73halCagaT6abo8myodBFfGbYLZJSU7kDe_WQA9WjJTyWqB4mdzGr9YgEfUOIsgL0/s1600-h/100_2358.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910834577025602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJUR-iCd5dnyVA7HgwNqRmQRM4eG_cTAfM07Wnoz4gUZ4VyupaPyMH4jwUhbJnRYsQL43dkKBL_M73halCagaT6abo8myodBFfGbYLZJSU7kDe_WQA9WjJTyWqB4mdzGr9YgEfUOIsgL0/s400/100_2358.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> He has been SO excited to show off his new Yankee backpack! But he is not happy (and neither am I) that the Yankee lunchbox I ordered (in mid July- don't get me started) is on back order, so he had to use his lunchbox from last year. But no lunchbox on back order was going to ruin his 1st day! </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSPxizbD8Akv0gcLIQwCO9GSurhPNTFPtssXz6Co59qFCgkdHLDnZgYc8NwMr8fDb1rRNxpFzqHy-31AgGQ1JGWm5HgPM10LMk2jRhRU494o3DzYV-D1Mt2uCLB-nCLLabMSqr4OWky8/s1600-h/100_2359.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910695792850434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiSPxizbD8Akv0gcLIQwCO9GSurhPNTFPtssXz6Co59qFCgkdHLDnZgYc8NwMr8fDb1rRNxpFzqHy-31AgGQ1JGWm5HgPM10LMk2jRhRU494o3DzYV-D1Mt2uCLB-nCLLabMSqr4OWky8/s400/100_2359.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">He's growing up too fast!</span> <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIn_yraSRC7ddYHtgCkc0bn3SMJTLNvhtFEo4rzCUXQk5V2xi4abIWSYhNovElp5iFDEczXCZZ73cQbqvzIWdiwQB8NPrKl-pD3pBYcXMEZV9mhdL1IxZyzDfKHA6bNuq7g_aAXY6K340/s1600-h/100_2362.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910508169434594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIn_yraSRC7ddYHtgCkc0bn3SMJTLNvhtFEo4rzCUXQk5V2xi4abIWSYhNovElp5iFDEczXCZZ73cQbqvzIWdiwQB8NPrKl-pD3pBYcXMEZV9mhdL1IxZyzDfKHA6bNuq7g_aAXY6K340/s400/100_2362.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Landon LOVES Bradley so much. He's going to be missing his best buddy!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCAq5MgsNdUu_aLNnNqeqTPQlhNBMr2L6hyphenhyphenaXKt6vdV0ReyUYU5wy2g763OdVAcwNzlk0i7_TqD3DwZyWD4BEOmMPX5e9cTsWPl2DKhCxccoy7nqvGrqrnM6F-FmAvv1TGtsKmMfJEXbM/s1600-h/100_2364.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910315294214274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCAq5MgsNdUu_aLNnNqeqTPQlhNBMr2L6hyphenhyphenaXKt6vdV0ReyUYU5wy2g763OdVAcwNzlk0i7_TqD3DwZyWD4BEOmMPX5e9cTsWPl2DKhCxccoy7nqvGrqrnM6F-FmAvv1TGtsKmMfJEXbM/s400/100_2364.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here he is about to walk in with his class.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5moOB8SSH44fjXt-Lo1TLg1won1-LANN4YzawwKv6XQ76wQrmJfmNKmQDG2q5wOsE5WpBN-ybcLRqHZdpBUZD7J7hVq2yUUMIRLI1FXY6rKGnEpMxHjmBYf3e6ZtdwYbNnRW-jmOAalI/s1600-h/100_2368.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238910168615872290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5moOB8SSH44fjXt-Lo1TLg1won1-LANN4YzawwKv6XQ76wQrmJfmNKmQDG2q5wOsE5WpBN-ybcLRqHZdpBUZD7J7hVq2yUUMIRLI1FXY6rKGnEpMxHjmBYf3e6ZtdwYbNnRW-jmOAalI/s400/100_2368.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> He survived the first day of 2nd grade! He really likes his teacher and his class. He already has a crush on a girl! But ssshhhhh! Don't tell him I told you so or I'm in major trouble!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flashback to...</span><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpkZ7g9kUhsH69mwIW_SxneS7YrDvcvMc9qWtsnx7Thr6k6T8weZCWuY3Dp-40XroUgbGR54SLslGkhiRmnhwa6TU8x52EQdVjvDxTGbi1gUCBX_Xv4k2USfUCcTbJ4Dp9k9WPmlUdxg/s1600-h/100_0763.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909602068241122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpkZ7g9kUhsH69mwIW_SxneS7YrDvcvMc9qWtsnx7Thr6k6T8weZCWuY3Dp-40XroUgbGR54SLslGkhiRmnhwa6TU8x52EQdVjvDxTGbi1gUCBX_Xv4k2USfUCcTbJ4Dp9k9WPmlUdxg/s400/100_0763.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Bradley's first day of 1st grade!<br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEmst-z7BqjiGmTdGxLQB6kBeDA3jfeZD9751wd2lVpZue7WEOVjjKdjB1mNY_TufbJ3RiexHLsbtxaWqRw-AUZ-6Pw37BCAeOtC7BlU2d9pBnMIHy2AdZt_SQAL8Qc8hV4A9PLuMpK-M/s1600-h/S4010852+(2).JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238909271370602114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEmst-z7BqjiGmTdGxLQB6kBeDA3jfeZD9751wd2lVpZue7WEOVjjKdjB1mNY_TufbJ3RiexHLsbtxaWqRw-AUZ-6Pw37BCAeOtC7BlU2d9pBnMIHy2AdZt_SQAL8Qc8hV4A9PLuMpK-M/s400/S4010852+(2).JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And his first day of kindergarten!!! It's crazy how time flies! He seems so grown up to me.</span><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Kourtneyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03689436530956506215noreply@blogger.com5