tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55901042657560253872024-02-07T01:31:46.501-08:00The Daily Adventures of HoyStories of The exciting and usually not so exciting days of my lifeMelindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-85169861391816078332011-04-05T12:59:00.000-07:002011-04-05T12:59:35.599-07:00family trip to the candy store<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI9i_A8laUtnZc4A81lLmfBK5rnTUjv_H75g6jhWBjUOa53N5rR0lY8Mkpyqb-lxvj8QTEzQlX5j3opV4Quz46Iytvp6qpGYfIY1V4PBocqRh8orm7bEvZQUw0qvgAVALGM1eOOof8lqQ/s1600/IMG_5675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI9i_A8laUtnZc4A81lLmfBK5rnTUjv_H75g6jhWBjUOa53N5rR0lY8Mkpyqb-lxvj8QTEzQlX5j3opV4Quz46Iytvp6qpGYfIY1V4PBocqRh8orm7bEvZQUw0qvgAVALGM1eOOof8lqQ/s320/IMG_5675.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRXKUtPiKZc9pPrs8uZnCZGmbpop0vCGwwHQDJJJvNmTtPvKSYy_PxK95eLrD5ccSflD2FGrC7FLz5J8SmXFxWQR8bpcd7eLhVMzBhg65blkmWSVkJlGTZ8X46kCIWYj7-v9w9hBDbw6I/s1600/IMG_5712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRXKUtPiKZc9pPrs8uZnCZGmbpop0vCGwwHQDJJJvNmTtPvKSYy_PxK95eLrD5ccSflD2FGrC7FLz5J8SmXFxWQR8bpcd7eLhVMzBhg65blkmWSVkJlGTZ8X46kCIWYj7-v9w9hBDbw6I/s400/IMG_5712.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div align="center">Been a while huh?</div><div align="center">Well, I say it every time.</div><div align="center">I WILL do this more often.</div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-51389397216073075832010-12-28T12:04:00.000-08:002010-12-28T12:04:55.647-08:00Merry Christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother Steven being very merry and lumber jackish.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Five of the seven brothers were there Christmas Eve at my moms.<br />
(Jonny,David,Steven,Bill,Michael)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My three girls in their Christmas p.j.'s</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Setting out cookies and milk for Santa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shane picking the cookies up off the ground</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After Santa came and before Shane and I wnt to bed</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olivia not really sure what to think.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At least Eliza likes it</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">fun</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">cute</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sooooooo cute</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The dining damage from Christmas brunch with the Hoys was not so bad.<br />
(and Shane didi the dishes)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So I made my own hospital gown. I figured that I'd be in it for a while and I might as well look and feel as cute as possible for someone having a baby. And it worked!!! I think everyone of my nurses, my doctors, my anesthesiologist and even the people I passed in the hall said they loved it and wanted one.<br />
Shane said I should sell them.<br />
NO WAY!!!<br />
Once I start doing it for money it wont be fun any more, and then what will I do for fun?<br />
Run?... uh uh.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Right after little one was all clean and warm.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My little Ninoshka about 1 week old.<br />
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The labor and delivery was a breeze. Super easy and relativly pain free (love me my epidurals). I think I was in labor a little less than 4 hours and pushed 3 times. Thats the way I like it,<br />
She was taken to the NICU about 6 hours after she was born for some breathing distress and was there for two days. She is home with us now and happy and healthy and has been smiling a bit for the past two weeks.<br />
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I'm adjusting slowly to being a mother of three and having a house to clean and food to prepare.<br />
Shane has been a dream husband and such a help around the house, in the kitchen and with the girls.<br />
I couldnt be more blessed!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-43941245539431706752010-05-05T14:07:00.000-07:002010-05-05T15:01:24.576-07:00I am alive<div align="center">...For any of you who may have been wondering.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I am happy to report all is well with me and mine! Shane is busy at work, Olivia is potty trained, Eliza is one and is going to be a big sister come October. I say I'm alive but only just... I almost didn't survive the first 4 months ( I may be exaggerating)...</div><div align="center">but things are getting a little bit better every day.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlZdRaAZy6GAJJ5EOfQhpa18qdwWiWf85ddXcevfdh0WcYbElWJGR4eTYSYo-cxUfq4tQi1IIR6NCl5b8v8d3WlEU_S4lUaYIDAJbmXJ75IRUYNZvTCgl-kvxZVGtpBmhh1f_7qtzvOvw/s1600/a+68b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467898206548987938" 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/AVvXsEjlZdRaAZy6GAJJ5EOfQhpa18qdwWiWf85ddXcevfdh0WcYbElWJGR4eTYSYo-cxUfq4tQi1IIR6NCl5b8v8d3WlEU_S4lUaYIDAJbmXJ75IRUYNZvTCgl-kvxZVGtpBmhh1f_7qtzvOvw/s400/a+68b.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my little family at Easter.</div><div align="center">And though I may look a little haggered in early pregnancy I still love this picture because it is the only family picture I have of all four of us...That's not entirely true... There is a Halloween picture with all of us but since we are all in costume its not really wall worthy.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4JeJt4rWDkBRwmPYGVhs_75zSIKJtEThXs4OOsU6yVw94Am7rKVK3qxYYhw6Q9B20vDGBuQc8shr4-T70iVs9z_POtCiDxhfUX3KzzFDF8PBC_c2jnGbhejg9rk3ZycIAiOeoiFS-an0/s1600/a+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467897519877247970" 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/AVvXsEg4JeJt4rWDkBRwmPYGVhs_75zSIKJtEThXs4OOsU6yVw94Am7rKVK3qxYYhw6Q9B20vDGBuQc8shr4-T70iVs9z_POtCiDxhfUX3KzzFDF8PBC_c2jnGbhejg9rk3ZycIAiOeoiFS-an0/s400/a+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> Shane and baby Li<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2yg9_ri0DiLiokwPIyv6R85geAVXxRkb3hV13uQAsSDQ9jclWGoWlkqsUA_RrOxWMEA8ZN2SRzScRnHkVvHJkMpjAP33WCMjNXY6nRzYImsVxMq1ciu6HuXLE3Ecv7OT5HsN_ZNw8sA0/s1600/a+072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467897092413884082" 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/AVvXsEh2yg9_ri0DiLiokwPIyv6R85geAVXxRkb3hV13uQAsSDQ9jclWGoWlkqsUA_RrOxWMEA8ZN2SRzScRnHkVvHJkMpjAP33WCMjNXY6nRzYImsVxMq1ciu6HuXLE3Ecv7OT5HsN_ZNw8sA0/s400/a+072.jpg" border="0" /></a> Olivia and cousin Emma<br />who has changed Olivia's name to<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Sugar Butterfly</span><br />And though Emma may not remember naming her that...<br />Olivia corrects me several times a day when I call her Olivia.<br /><br /><br />Till next week....or month<br /><br />...or year<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-17746697623315497522009-11-11T08:37:00.000-08:002009-11-11T08:51:18.527-08:00<div align="center">My latest project has been practicing making the pansies that go on the toes of my aunt Lore's <a href="http://bebeshooz.com/">bebe shooz</a>(click bebe shooz for link, so cute). She is so talented and I am fortunate enough to be her little flower maker.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1DEQDwPCbwSRMYgPCMTIK8QolBf3TpJbTp_8I9HEsQsIILgm7dh5L7qmvArfQ8pUkvk0SGSiyEBkKG7uTMnTQzDgOAHwYxrDjWvC4KLn6FSqSYF7gywKubjI_9UXcZRuFeLkNyshZSZc/s1600-h/FOOD+AND+CRAFTS+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402887163836826130" 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/AVvXsEi1DEQDwPCbwSRMYgPCMTIK8QolBf3TpJbTp_8I9HEsQsIILgm7dh5L7qmvArfQ8pUkvk0SGSiyEBkKG7uTMnTQzDgOAHwYxrDjWvC4KLn6FSqSYF7gywKubjI_9UXcZRuFeLkNyshZSZc/s400/FOOD+AND+CRAFTS+031.jpg" border="0" /></a> Are they good enough Lore?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYPUwnQHM_NqDbl23FamHeYmHNmfgRGULN37FNBCDZN6z46EuZFdDrLwtFlTf5TAuwKXvZaPVBG6AIY86n5CHOL8nTqgGb3z-_8T0CioAj7SaSrkt8oSwV4CdiYRRvI7Odl99ooPwy9gw/s1600-h/FOOD+AND+CRAFTS+033.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-46285893133988299512009-11-11T08:10:00.000-08:002009-11-11T08:35:56.660-08:00Better late than never. Right?<div align="center">Not the cutest family picture ever but it just so happens to be our only family picture. </div><div align="center">I am not really 12 months pregnant by the way. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLwchmnpUOWJU6ufM7ehdYfErCuEwJaS9yzmc4567FRHNDV8VBYM301W63h0FPWnhEZYLvBx81bReBRSAxsuYTyLpCZIuoUujupJppKxqM12VGmvnmDBmcr_3njSKpGZRcBCboB0XnXpc/s1600-h/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402881697062806002" 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/AVvXsEiLwchmnpUOWJU6ufM7ehdYfErCuEwJaS9yzmc4567FRHNDV8VBYM301W63h0FPWnhEZYLvBx81bReBRSAxsuYTyLpCZIuoUujupJppKxqM12VGmvnmDBmcr_3njSKpGZRcBCboB0XnXpc/s400/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+080.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">Olivia liked the candy at this house so much that she sat on the front step and helped herself. Convenient that it was Grandma and Grandpa Hoy's house.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTGcQSQ8Ls207GT6nE4GTcNGR2A9TKdePKdGNwqtvJSJbWcYlvZK8NxtekwB_w6InWJ75CRHk-i5zmLObwCSGSElnRHNxuFlSm44pffVr5o2TBf5AEmbXHE6b4AfafxAVBGQ9BtXMMAr8/s1600-h/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402881052178670162" 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/AVvXsEhTGcQSQ8Ls207GT6nE4GTcNGR2A9TKdePKdGNwqtvJSJbWcYlvZK8NxtekwB_w6InWJ75CRHk-i5zmLObwCSGSElnRHNxuFlSm44pffVr5o2TBf5AEmbXHE6b4AfafxAVBGQ9BtXMMAr8/s400/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Does your child ever make a face and you wonder what in the world is going on in that little head? This was one of those moments for me.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjggsDGY6e8prQzxPJxA4wyjOrrfHNMdZvLWKVwvhzo2t8qfKxKvw329xja7HW3CdBm-LzTadwRAy3mgKIM9-6Wgq8YFMax4zjGK3t67xPFeBreHxZt7yCTyZ_2c5p2WwQd9N62P3P7TWo/s1600-h/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402880849303660770" 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/AVvXsEjggsDGY6e8prQzxPJxA4wyjOrrfHNMdZvLWKVwvhzo2t8qfKxKvw329xja7HW3CdBm-LzTadwRAy3mgKIM9-6Wgq8YFMax4zjGK3t67xPFeBreHxZt7yCTyZ_2c5p2WwQd9N62P3P7TWo/s400/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+076.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Eliza loved her 1st Halloween. Riding aroud in a decked out storller looking like a big fluffy pumpkin with her favorite drink in hand. You'd like it too.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_QDCNkFwESWrh-7JV-SVyyqcaDUghNzXOStJXgPdcIKvwgVxZnTW6zJ7mlFS_XRA3ruDq4ruE6HjaSKmYmsInZZ8b9JgWowHq6CbQqIpdxCr5oelhByuoS2xVELaXNibfizPa8Dg_D9k/s1600-h/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402880062422889714" 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/AVvXsEj_QDCNkFwESWrh-7JV-SVyyqcaDUghNzXOStJXgPdcIKvwgVxZnTW6zJ7mlFS_XRA3ruDq4ruE6HjaSKmYmsInZZ8b9JgWowHq6CbQqIpdxCr5oelhByuoS2xVELaXNibfizPa8Dg_D9k/s400/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ryan, Livi, and Li-li (pronounced lie-lie) at the Armstrong Halloween party.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2zbkYhaFUnkzVBdUklf2fFI44jDpThuJwsh9CWtGWA29x8II1opJt-8i31FmkLloA8xM6zOlx52ucGwWtk3nHr95YifdjGIL5M_jfyyazFpKysxbHNBEyh_H2w4r9zhZktB5ewV_NZrM/s1600-h/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402879676440366258" 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/AVvXsEh2zbkYhaFUnkzVBdUklf2fFI44jDpThuJwsh9CWtGWA29x8II1opJt-8i31FmkLloA8xM6zOlx52ucGwWtk3nHr95YifdjGIL5M_jfyyazFpKysxbHNBEyh_H2w4r9zhZktB5ewV_NZrM/s400/Oct+30-+Nov+2+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-71156214958164197152009-10-29T10:22:00.000-07:002009-10-29T12:40:07.991-07:00Fall is my favorite... and Winter, but we'll save that for another day.<div align="center"><em></em><strong></strong><strong></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwC3FN4hLVqcRNyF5yEkObOYyuU_50eoJGTwQ-tnoU6ilQEghpU-vnGSW6Js8T6SjVgzCp_AAPLj0Yg0KNtADDKjiiwmQtHe-HZIpSmDkXkTt58vFMHlFvmcPeMFLQH6mb1eFj5xx1O_U/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398079304973079314" 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/AVvXsEjwC3FN4hLVqcRNyF5yEkObOYyuU_50eoJGTwQ-tnoU6ilQEghpU-vnGSW6Js8T6SjVgzCp_AAPLj0Yg0KNtADDKjiiwmQtHe-HZIpSmDkXkTt58vFMHlFvmcPeMFLQH6mb1eFj5xx1O_U/s400/oct+18-29+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love fall for lots of different reasons, the colors, the clothes,the parties, the pumpkins and the apple desserts. We had a really good shephards pie last night and to top it off we had sauted apples with a brown sugar glaze served a la mode toped with whiped cream. Not at all healthy but <em>oh so good</em>!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br />I also love Fall because of all of the fun things that happen, My moms bithday seems to kick things off every year in the middle of October. Here Shenda and Rainn are dancing on my lawn at my moms birthday party. Yes it really is that much fun!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQzwnJaiR4sX-OKEiOVrO6mnlQUdHcKTkdNKRXmMiw3O_LspACFZ4sIO2fL8xbx0tUaCyS9YOr1qwcxk8XFh77JNxawKpjBlWRn646IUqjE4wAcak4fXQu9yxrNjdgXfl-nF-C87e-K7U/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+004.jpg"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398079025660768642" 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/AVvXsEjQzwnJaiR4sX-OKEiOVrO6mnlQUdHcKTkdNKRXmMiw3O_LspACFZ4sIO2fL8xbx0tUaCyS9YOr1qwcxk8XFh77JNxawKpjBlWRn646IUqjE4wAcak4fXQu9yxrNjdgXfl-nF-C87e-K7U/s400/oct+18-29+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My mother, and some of her nine children and most of her 16 grandchildren celebrated her 48th bithday. . . for the sixth time.</p><p align="center">( I lost track of how many time she turned 47).<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxbz-61T_pmLin3X4eluhIKX9HdNIUzgLzyvyZuZPRFuqofi10NHMvhxz9tw4r-uZc5EB5I-uoZ1EXPywywlYT4tiBpA5ZeIHTYE5S6KZ8G5jAzZlmgag2ZDK8b-xl7Ei74QyIXjUuBuk/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398078737382573586" 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/AVvXsEhxbz-61T_pmLin3X4eluhIKX9HdNIUzgLzyvyZuZPRFuqofi10NHMvhxz9tw4r-uZc5EB5I-uoZ1EXPywywlYT4tiBpA5ZeIHTYE5S6KZ8G5jAzZlmgag2ZDK8b-xl7Ei74QyIXjUuBuk/s400/oct+18-29+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Little Jonny was very helpful when it came time to blow out the candles.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgIRnq3ujOXQ3UB0ymqFWGP7NX2U8SqalbZTwcMGabpcIBIvEI5XqpRim6xzsrKbhBlp7vAGykkNxGIZhFJjhyphenhyphen9tfBPJiLVdLfd85IGQseV6Jtiv6E0g-X7S6je0d714_keuPsy3LqjY/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398078440082584690" 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/AVvXsEiCgIRnq3ujOXQ3UB0ymqFWGP7NX2U8SqalbZTwcMGabpcIBIvEI5XqpRim6xzsrKbhBlp7vAGykkNxGIZhFJjhyphenhyphen9tfBPJiLVdLfd85IGQseV6Jtiv6E0g-X7S6je0d714_keuPsy3LqjY/s400/oct+18-29+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I worked on Olivia's Halloween costume this week. I bought it in late September and it was just a tish snug and when we went to try it on her two weeks later... dang thing busted at the seams!<br />So I got the best fabric I could find to add three inches to the body and ended up doing a verry shotty repair job. Good thing for me you can't tell just how bad from this picture.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzAk77PjsLBY-QIrN19-fpPDwmDf8AEJgQRpHCn2aavICPOcccFCulo4AQ77r-S2fp3EaBXoARDUp53zE1OYtZlIbXyArwneSKjfh2-pedAp4lHVvNt2MizJU_3PH10jSKY93eSbGWW_g/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398077585337275042" 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/AVvXsEgzAk77PjsLBY-QIrN19-fpPDwmDf8AEJgQRpHCn2aavICPOcccFCulo4AQ77r-S2fp3EaBXoARDUp53zE1OYtZlIbXyArwneSKjfh2-pedAp4lHVvNt2MizJU_3PH10jSKY93eSbGWW_g/s400/oct+18-29+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> So I made a few fabulous silk ribbon flowers and placed them over my horrible sewing job.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR73dmx43sBYwFMIyXMuaZVhnLTaWn8jQVMxlUaNEGf-r2Ur2Zhn3pid9Lj7X3opJlrUtsOT8wVhqUnCuzEQYG8fUu8kSEDAlrIN9o9XjBSR3jRdaPStJs7C8QWr9S7e1LuuwKxc0KBvw/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398077130234378466" 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/AVvXsEjR73dmx43sBYwFMIyXMuaZVhnLTaWn8jQVMxlUaNEGf-r2Ur2Zhn3pid9Lj7X3opJlrUtsOT8wVhqUnCuzEQYG8fUu8kSEDAlrIN9o9XjBSR3jRdaPStJs7C8QWr9S7e1LuuwKxc0KBvw/s400/oct+18-29+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /></a> I think it turned out super cute and am just a little pleased with my self.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGcUGIh_Y0BwncHlmZfLYyVSowZEpx6xc5Zmi7fWgoPwIYrf0XcrzFEnwM-R62JQWYbcxkGTMl3JRwEjhHu2Tl_I7UYew4GHKqI-Daf1fdG6OXGvppcSexP-xXNQxf2N4c0LSGQoXt-o/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398076048370356402" 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/AVvXsEjGGcUGIh_Y0BwncHlmZfLYyVSowZEpx6xc5Zmi7fWgoPwIYrf0XcrzFEnwM-R62JQWYbcxkGTMl3JRwEjhHu2Tl_I7UYew4GHKqI-Daf1fdG6OXGvppcSexP-xXNQxf2N4c0LSGQoXt-o/s400/oct+18-29+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love the head band.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKtzfR4R_h4LzJBNwx8WWl0btPZn48Dx6eP6QuBbg5zpB5aTYO9lEKP0iSfR9w2MMtsGQh52TYHcbt4bgXdqDQp0pjAwgIsPwjf6XkGJWKOYVV6Qfmqs2lvmMyajjQD6g0VBvwWju6Lfs/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398075478381535714" 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/AVvXsEiKtzfR4R_h4LzJBNwx8WWl0btPZn48Dx6eP6QuBbg5zpB5aTYO9lEKP0iSfR9w2MMtsGQh52TYHcbt4bgXdqDQp0pjAwgIsPwjf6XkGJWKOYVV6Qfmqs2lvmMyajjQD6g0VBvwWju6Lfs/s400/oct+18-29+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We went to Ben and Erins new place for family home evening this past monday. She made a super delicious brocoli and cheese soup served in sourdough bread bowls and then we painted pumpkins that Shane grew in our garden. We figured carving was a bad idea for two year olds.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyeVlGYylEjRbLH1uop9N9Dvks_PBCZTfAkHHYxCvZXXccmtQuwS2xcpYAOetfjwsQwd4WG0jrgHyh4lTfsIzMe3JRBUZhx7DYJxJkTcFNL2_SP7ohw1sd0HX4UF6UX7bbn2Ne4GnfNDE/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398074910076027554" 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/AVvXsEgyeVlGYylEjRbLH1uop9N9Dvks_PBCZTfAkHHYxCvZXXccmtQuwS2xcpYAOetfjwsQwd4WG0jrgHyh4lTfsIzMe3JRBUZhx7DYJxJkTcFNL2_SP7ohw1sd0HX4UF6UX7bbn2Ne4GnfNDE/s400/oct+18-29+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Olivia and Ryan kept saying <strong>"<em>Oh so bewtifullllll!"</em></strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTOGy0wIr3HJKgHWRXD8l-vCU1xrDiA2r-QMYosB0D3oqOYdaRy2PlLruuhOgbDe5CuVBKLbTOyvX9On8GDxJkmy0DVkd32lwAfwb1F9NlznhffVL0CFO3gmHb62jjGXWoVBqMFryBkB0/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398074509394557890" 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/AVvXsEjTOGy0wIr3HJKgHWRXD8l-vCU1xrDiA2r-QMYosB0D3oqOYdaRy2PlLruuhOgbDe5CuVBKLbTOyvX9On8GDxJkmy0DVkd32lwAfwb1F9NlznhffVL0CFO3gmHb62jjGXWoVBqMFryBkB0/s400/oct+18-29+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /></a> They had a lot of fun. However I'm not sure how Olivia didn't end up with paint on her face too.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSQ3tPcOcYhPcpDAnFz-rXRldIoeXxEfZtEccmMFXZqqd9w3SIfBEnJG04-CyAS7DgZdiGa61u_Yw56GVKq0m2QEdVFbJ9Hv9Rl00nCXT0f5Kq_SVSL2RwSkM-26ScodtUkpbTbDM5DiI/s1600-h/oct+18-29+2009+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398074182399294386" 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/AVvXsEhSQ3tPcOcYhPcpDAnFz-rXRldIoeXxEfZtEccmMFXZqqd9w3SIfBEnJG04-CyAS7DgZdiGa61u_Yw56GVKq0m2QEdVFbJ9Hv9Rl00nCXT0f5Kq_SVSL2RwSkM-26ScodtUkpbTbDM5DiI/s400/oct+18-29+2009+068.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I can't wait for the weekend! Church party and trunk or treat on friday. Ryan, Jenn and Baden Armstrongs Annual Halloween Dinner Party and trick or treating on saturday!<br />Like I said. . . Fall is my favorite!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-5716061793125675092009-10-19T16:00:00.000-07:002009-10-21T07:37:42.948-07:00I know, I know... too many pictures...but too cute, right!?!?<div align="center">I love pumpkin time! We took our girlies to Bates Nut Farm this past week and took 1,000 pictures. Olivia had a cold and was less agreeable than Eliza, but we still got some good pictures in anyway.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxOUhoNNa6JJsYeechvvk7bvr70Hj6DYyLjaGGIoqItEULCYhdeVIoS8f_XrAxzOzRZFlqJnk7wceEKWHNs_gHWoKHikpidl4Ace-TAdzmBq33CblbBvHrniZkXfckbLzcgXHe41ZovUA/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394461951951698690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxOUhoNNa6JJsYeechvvk7bvr70Hj6DYyLjaGGIoqItEULCYhdeVIoS8f_XrAxzOzRZFlqJnk7wceEKWHNs_gHWoKHikpidl4Ace-TAdzmBq33CblbBvHrniZkXfckbLzcgXHe41ZovUA/s320/oct+7-13+2009+118.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbReytcAe-t2MFvP9R2_ViRaubl1GoKBmlEzFx-yTCLAhPuHkIIm-Gg_ZxNiBOLgM63SdHKkEsHc61LFGPxqa-AzryjxivrEFmzcbQvvgfE9RF5qYHIZOL57nSlpEd99HCvghc_3sJTZE/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+099a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394460835371655186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbReytcAe-t2MFvP9R2_ViRaubl1GoKBmlEzFx-yTCLAhPuHkIIm-Gg_ZxNiBOLgM63SdHKkEsHc61LFGPxqa-AzryjxivrEFmzcbQvvgfE9RF5qYHIZOL57nSlpEd99HCvghc_3sJTZE/s320/oct+7-13+2009+099a.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love my babies. If you look at the end you will see a picture of me kissing Olivia </div><div align="center">in a very similar top when Eliza was in my tummy.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhenEK00cDjEwNM14tQ7Gy6f8U_emuVFyMIwq6p7HHpwRFH9qTluPPs89CXuJ9m367Uh3SBVlhgVDCuLR1Feu1MVr2kpb5S7Lln1IaydNojcWAtNz2jPjs2IBP5Vw0QgNgx3rWF6zLq0BI/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+098a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394460285584608178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhenEK00cDjEwNM14tQ7Gy6f8U_emuVFyMIwq6p7HHpwRFH9qTluPPs89CXuJ9m367Uh3SBVlhgVDCuLR1Feu1MVr2kpb5S7Lln1IaydNojcWAtNz2jPjs2IBP5Vw0QgNgx3rWF6zLq0BI/s320/oct+7-13+2009+098a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgILbXqEXQGWThRDPJt6rerbfEq9v-QSDG6FWHJufhUS6E9k5eLPRCwCDibH8dZO3-GfjZSUSLBXvOhtq2Qh8IXraFu9q3hUp-YS0XfU2ksjzYPMxyvSE3xiTn9egUXk4wymWn5m3-H4iA/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+097.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394460021785250658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgILbXqEXQGWThRDPJt6rerbfEq9v-QSDG6FWHJufhUS6E9k5eLPRCwCDibH8dZO3-GfjZSUSLBXvOhtq2Qh8IXraFu9q3hUp-YS0XfU2ksjzYPMxyvSE3xiTn9egUXk4wymWn5m3-H4iA/s320/oct+7-13+2009+097.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yes, Eliza is eating dirt. And straw.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijdC-LA5CvAbOnYUdzOy-oCTHJ-qUVPQ-AmqBGqNlHYkUsb2OArZ99z5py0uLHe_3IQLzE7Z2ooum6V6q2YSDUSuTWsSmChCUB1BGzv5Wh6MYzWUDAXNf7dy4R0E6GWf3yHZvcVSKk114/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+096.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394459740327985122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijdC-LA5CvAbOnYUdzOy-oCTHJ-qUVPQ-AmqBGqNlHYkUsb2OArZ99z5py0uLHe_3IQLzE7Z2ooum6V6q2YSDUSuTWsSmChCUB1BGzv5Wh6MYzWUDAXNf7dy4R0E6GWf3yHZvcVSKk114/s320/oct+7-13+2009+096.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_SrcsX6wnCV8etDmtSdFqNc_tuBu6XmAYO0ACydgbVJS0HLWDjyJBCJ-FdoXWQ3ifN_hgggyb74neYso8WFvYqyCND7kYXBXBLXhMmXWAhif-_f3eO0Ws0qfb4V87JD4KStPjp0lTJU/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394459429217424674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS_SrcsX6wnCV8etDmtSdFqNc_tuBu6XmAYO0ACydgbVJS0HLWDjyJBCJ-FdoXWQ3ifN_hgggyb74neYso8WFvYqyCND7kYXBXBLXhMmXWAhif-_f3eO0Ws0qfb4V87JD4KStPjp0lTJU/s320/oct+7-13+2009+093.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ePpda2-xMfAMyyKCtIrdADIQZm0w_joGqsOsytf4wxXmyg6vqVPMEdErKIkxeMl1PWlzwR6GPLXxJrb4GZbwymCPj5EoJzdEoXnB6epfMRx9faBr4ub9Gc2JuDoSwCIoEEF9ISS0eRI/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394459043893742674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ePpda2-xMfAMyyKCtIrdADIQZm0w_joGqsOsytf4wxXmyg6vqVPMEdErKIkxeMl1PWlzwR6GPLXxJrb4GZbwymCPj5EoJzdEoXnB6epfMRx9faBr4ub9Gc2JuDoSwCIoEEF9ISS0eRI/s320/oct+7-13+2009+089.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzv56ee4sTYg50oSevnjhyphenhyphen214y9EimgbYkkEcZ4vM1hH7bikr12_X7zxosDG_JxAxAPuSAlH_byEvX1EAqrYljVw6edu5MnB1jKoBs6QLY2izta7PIoe2ECoO-jZclMGUSxORQet9BKlU/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394458569289160466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzv56ee4sTYg50oSevnjhyphenhyphen214y9EimgbYkkEcZ4vM1hH7bikr12_X7zxosDG_JxAxAPuSAlH_byEvX1EAqrYljVw6edu5MnB1jKoBs6QLY2izta7PIoe2ECoO-jZclMGUSxORQet9BKlU/s320/oct+7-13+2009+079.jpg" border="0" /></a>We were trying to get Livi to be cute and she wanted to be silly.</div><div>This was the compromise.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoglCjm3qQkC9emYqSqUQasb_wiUn-UiUaIXoriodD4G9riV0czyjRPeKKfzI9uGwHxwyhT9pV3dmw19OMF7Y_IHr9GWV_HMODotRGvBFFN9ejvYHAjm-m1eNA7ZmfftqAT5MD8QOCTEo/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394458284185000226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoglCjm3qQkC9emYqSqUQasb_wiUn-UiUaIXoriodD4G9riV0czyjRPeKKfzI9uGwHxwyhT9pV3dmw19OMF7Y_IHr9GWV_HMODotRGvBFFN9ejvYHAjm-m1eNA7ZmfftqAT5MD8QOCTEo/s320/oct+7-13+2009+064.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here we see Olivia being a good sport</div><div>while Eliza picks on her...</div><div> </div><div></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnZoy2b5t6qQaxDecTS3NgTXV1hELb744gzFk7VYUdkRNiK5XWhA_STyzUATP2h2IhDM4Llah1ulD02qWKngHQKgTRbRT2IuhGNLlwjo9BpIgv0CrDF_iU7S3t0ajTpeJ6FZktVR_Ibw/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394457906622694866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHnZoy2b5t6qQaxDecTS3NgTXV1hELb744gzFk7VYUdkRNiK5XWhA_STyzUATP2h2IhDM4Llah1ulD02qWKngHQKgTRbRT2IuhGNLlwjo9BpIgv0CrDF_iU7S3t0ajTpeJ6FZktVR_Ibw/s320/oct+7-13+2009+065.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here we see Oliva getting a little irritated </div><div>when Eliza gets a bit more aggressive...</div><div> </div><div></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHfD8m26ube-kVM7W_JYV7FP4u89m8FHo7JppTqvdyAIMsfMAJqv5YUZXCV3LKoC-m_50QrnzzP9cyVaKO43QPbNgfWKF1j7Cp8FtsW9B0bRhPPnTofFZb2K1zrHMrUE78YoK4QwkUSE/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394456910070264754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHfD8m26ube-kVM7W_JYV7FP4u89m8FHo7JppTqvdyAIMsfMAJqv5YUZXCV3LKoC-m_50QrnzzP9cyVaKO43QPbNgfWKF1j7Cp8FtsW9B0bRhPPnTofFZb2K1zrHMrUE78YoK4QwkUSE/s320/oct+7-13+2009+066.jpg" border="0" /></a> And very shortly after that Olivia reached her limit...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZFXaITTQKlH9Zr_Yuj5S71JGDYduyh3LBbVoZSYXRh3Yc7bcqB5Bufn8jFKWep7MNTHkFg6fxdvKqyt9tmreT6ND1t8iFv7GRkZGfLi6kAyHu5XWmhYdBFUV3HUxfc9PUZA1mlFwpuE/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394456225388728466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZFXaITTQKlH9Zr_Yuj5S71JGDYduyh3LBbVoZSYXRh3Yc7bcqB5Bufn8jFKWep7MNTHkFg6fxdvKqyt9tmreT6ND1t8iFv7GRkZGfLi6kAyHu5XWmhYdBFUV3HUxfc9PUZA1mlFwpuE/s320/oct+7-13+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /></a> Pretty sure Eliza wanted the pumpkins to herself.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmhG3hT__lYYT__zO04y3IstxQZ0QbZm8Plwzf0oiDFtH776-HeSt8DjFrcJw7bI8YYd-jiFQLZeTJk2OMt79OJpnkOPOkuhueUQA4CRLb61p85d9OgmWl8EMJpwzflvfesPAkDCi0SA/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394456014438557314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmhG3hT__lYYT__zO04y3IstxQZ0QbZm8Plwzf0oiDFtH776-HeSt8DjFrcJw7bI8YYd-jiFQLZeTJk2OMt79OJpnkOPOkuhueUQA4CRLb61p85d9OgmWl8EMJpwzflvfesPAkDCi0SA/s320/oct+7-13+2009+061.jpg" border="0" /></a> Seriously...<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhverCnXARor0SwggByy_dSqMj5ngQI2ZRc-W29bUUm6ibNImJcBGOeYFDonBdM0qNKCQpcDrpiAZJQ53_onxliCGGzMOMNlE4DXQt_gzYVIgB5NlX8QoQB_xnWb7i-r2WIbmqALcH5OeQ/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+060.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394455693819548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhverCnXARor0SwggByy_dSqMj5ngQI2ZRc-W29bUUm6ibNImJcBGOeYFDonBdM0qNKCQpcDrpiAZJQ53_onxliCGGzMOMNlE4DXQt_gzYVIgB5NlX8QoQB_xnWb7i-r2WIbmqALcH5OeQ/s320/oct+7-13+2009+060.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxf95uiS7QuQ6b-tJsEIJV24aluTIxTEDiZ_OFkV4fmnCh2tCSAVmMvmyIbMegfarJQZTTkkG_qW_GHoMKxNrziPNarplJ8MTtDfP92cgGRRYpXAC-5Nq1XuWfwX6Oz_mfvw4J6gtJAU/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394455174130947826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzxf95uiS7QuQ6b-tJsEIJV24aluTIxTEDiZ_OFkV4fmnCh2tCSAVmMvmyIbMegfarJQZTTkkG_qW_GHoMKxNrziPNarplJ8MTtDfP92cgGRRYpXAC-5Nq1XuWfwX6Oz_mfvw4J6gtJAU/s320/oct+7-13+2009+059.jpg" border="0" /></a> I'm pretty sure that was her plan.<br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq1VPaSiam3Jnr8veddilFql3L91irxI69jaRqXC7rVXs1zq80Ri9HqmbJ0qnmVW82dYfn9fI-4BW9IuTFuR8H5WYb-Atf4o26U79wBvmP0JtaH0UawEFovDwX5jlrvTTUR_B6xNQrAY/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394454655670360290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIq1VPaSiam3Jnr8veddilFql3L91irxI69jaRqXC7rVXs1zq80Ri9HqmbJ0qnmVW82dYfn9fI-4BW9IuTFuR8H5WYb-Atf4o26U79wBvmP0JtaH0UawEFovDwX5jlrvTTUR_B6xNQrAY/s320/oct+7-13+2009+055.jpg" border="0" /></a>This girl's got a thing for dirt and straw.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFon8qVm8zO5gAVgY9Tay8rMlX1Wb3ica9XEMRNqSTZzOIdjPK3mPUMqq4ZEB9bHAQaECDZs7-4qXMzsjMQX8eyNFZnwM9H659hgrYfurCIkZkwS_vWEWCTnzAIMAV9wkj8I1wMC3PkU/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394454433422841506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKFon8qVm8zO5gAVgY9Tay8rMlX1Wb3ica9XEMRNqSTZzOIdjPK3mPUMqq4ZEB9bHAQaECDZs7-4qXMzsjMQX8eyNFZnwM9H659hgrYfurCIkZkwS_vWEWCTnzAIMAV9wkj8I1wMC3PkU/s320/oct+7-13+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /></a> Olivia would Rather be with her dad anyway.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz0oGSa18JT7YO-Hmp0oSnqoAmpRJWc2VjqTgmreKINgZtb9jxUUFy2ROb_r7kqr4f8ZqQdcPOf5uB2UqFOx8zA1Ce5Y9_z7nXDikIF4XHO0bbzBSgooJ0HevVoEIqrghwt0L8dyFQn0/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394454180551103346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz0oGSa18JT7YO-Hmp0oSnqoAmpRJWc2VjqTgmreKINgZtb9jxUUFy2ROb_r7kqr4f8ZqQdcPOf5uB2UqFOx8zA1Ce5Y9_z7nXDikIF4XHO0bbzBSgooJ0HevVoEIqrghwt0L8dyFQn0/s320/oct+7-13+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /></a>Or in a wheel barrow.<br /><br /><div>It is so fun for me to see my little girls grow up. </div><div>Here are the past threee years with Olivia at Bates.<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippz8zJgEmAl7AoJzSP6cE6zk-TVbVxwLo13iIx_oTilLDExIEMAYebAFa9Dp1bvf9QOwnkzOXLX18zkGzIaHkh9EnInTCh34JRSkRICC-dZUpSiYa22ypsX1_Mu2tDxKDcqeQcpLuLl8/s1600-h/more+pictures+170.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394453541267325602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippz8zJgEmAl7AoJzSP6cE6zk-TVbVxwLo13iIx_oTilLDExIEMAYebAFa9Dp1bvf9QOwnkzOXLX18zkGzIaHkh9EnInTCh34JRSkRICC-dZUpSiYa22ypsX1_Mu2tDxKDcqeQcpLuLl8/s320/more+pictures+170.jpg" border="0" /></a> 3 months old<br /></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6E_CeSq2Wi40HB_BQTVSekl6SWxYrRGs5Cd3hYTSynMDac5Lpd44NxG2o9DzDsLi3xt5zLOtd4v7VvBQCUZkfTdildG1c7d4lyDiIMWeiHQD5VfA7ywtM23LJ8p7VTyYYvuVgGWM18r4/s1600-h/fall+08+188.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394453055380165474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6E_CeSq2Wi40HB_BQTVSekl6SWxYrRGs5Cd3hYTSynMDac5Lpd44NxG2o9DzDsLi3xt5zLOtd4v7VvBQCUZkfTdildG1c7d4lyDiIMWeiHQD5VfA7ywtM23LJ8p7VTyYYvuVgGWM18r4/s320/fall+08+188.jpg" border="0" /></a> 15 months old</div><div></div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN0dJ_pRj7QBBKJaRy8xyduS2B-m4KYPdkgkGsqgnfCSqN_EpsU-VxMOkroKENJ3NzEgPiDdXcMv2Y0reFvI_95EWaagKHzO3GlPSwF0nn7nioqk29xRvT-wMUaTMoDqJ7aaCTef6mZV0/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+107.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394452001709732034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN0dJ_pRj7QBBKJaRy8xyduS2B-m4KYPdkgkGsqgnfCSqN_EpsU-VxMOkroKENJ3NzEgPiDdXcMv2Y0reFvI_95EWaagKHzO3GlPSwF0nn7nioqk29xRvT-wMUaTMoDqJ7aaCTef6mZV0/s320/oct+7-13+2009+107.jpg" border="0" /></a> 2 years old</div><div></div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-12134860601911242552009-10-16T10:31:00.000-07:002009-10-16T11:24:49.748-07:00Cold and Cozy<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFce1pte4sUsqUYypFESMid8tvuyFroenTXCNA9CTj9bwxj_8DegQOGIwgxDgR_39E5FVrc11zipjFqfOWCFbC9OYaAhb4i3rHG_qJJuDT0yHG1rHHLmIVhRLumBV2uefP1yJ5XCCnQks/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258804872603986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFce1pte4sUsqUYypFESMid8tvuyFroenTXCNA9CTj9bwxj_8DegQOGIwgxDgR_39E5FVrc11zipjFqfOWCFbC9OYaAhb4i3rHG_qJJuDT0yHG1rHHLmIVhRLumBV2uefP1yJ5XCCnQks/s320/oct+7-13+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /></a>Little Eliza all nice and cozy. </div><div align="center">She is a perfect mixture of my nephew Jacob and my neice Tuesday. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I got myself and my girls all bundled up and went with Shane up to Lake Quyamaca on Monday morning. He took the day off, it was our anniversary day observed since we couldn't do anything the preveious Wednesday. It was 45 degrees and so super windy up there and for the first hour or so you could only see 15 feet infront of you it was so foggy on the lake.<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuWgTsCf7K6UHsYx4cKjiIVDKzt2gRCJ9g9M8ts_vEb3lhOBIxrDDbPA8ycZhUiJvN7AMHLn9D3Ih3NuiBSlNt87QCGSyckFiLGrrua9sIiutNtHMZPa6eURAg2fkVLYeqQh7-JKPb8I/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258595916816578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUuWgTsCf7K6UHsYx4cKjiIVDKzt2gRCJ9g9M8ts_vEb3lhOBIxrDDbPA8ycZhUiJvN7AMHLn9D3Ih3NuiBSlNt87QCGSyckFiLGrrua9sIiutNtHMZPa6eURAg2fkVLYeqQh7-JKPb8I/s320/oct+7-13+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /></a>Olivia was so excited to go fishing with daddy and had been for a few days. </div><div align="center">Once she figured out what fishing was she was less excited.</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGILQD69YcXBdpmI5RxQy3oBFH4fr_0VxAkItnDxjZ8ofvMMcNft13ZmRQukFYmMatgXKsnyQXA0XEetJzAQA_0RyIzSyIDtR-4S0qfCp9q7kwRQGRhB110c6keFGMQ5xx72Mclu2vdsQ/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258056561081970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGILQD69YcXBdpmI5RxQy3oBFH4fr_0VxAkItnDxjZ8ofvMMcNft13ZmRQukFYmMatgXKsnyQXA0XEetJzAQA_0RyIzSyIDtR-4S0qfCp9q7kwRQGRhB110c6keFGMQ5xx72Mclu2vdsQ/s320/oct+7-13+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /></a>But she loves her daddy and had fun anyway.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjffWDSc-U_pNTNOdkbTYpnvBnllBgEmpr3JDIbrBoYlV7sG3X1_B7rtuprslOkzzCVTgfES73OSA1AHgzUzyiOsIrxw_lk6jkMXw3wdadiccOkUR1E2brlk_Sn-q3ZaCnff1gdswd4zzU/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393257902365651842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjffWDSc-U_pNTNOdkbTYpnvBnllBgEmpr3JDIbrBoYlV7sG3X1_B7rtuprslOkzzCVTgfES73OSA1AHgzUzyiOsIrxw_lk6jkMXw3wdadiccOkUR1E2brlk_Sn-q3ZaCnff1gdswd4zzU/s320/oct+7-13+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FuewHWdatocXTuJT2niyXh6MtMSWzHzxcenrg2JmIXnst18ckbD70pRFdJ7qk5O-T56aE8mYcL17-Hm7jES6XoLtI9_jOQEx4vN4fE3M4LrPW_6CeIKJpuENVMpt6GZ-tlrq-8q4JOs/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393257578183777218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FuewHWdatocXTuJT2niyXh6MtMSWzHzxcenrg2JmIXnst18ckbD70pRFdJ7qk5O-T56aE8mYcL17-Hm7jES6XoLtI9_jOQEx4vN4fE3M4LrPW_6CeIKJpuENVMpt6GZ-tlrq-8q4JOs/s320/oct+7-13+2009+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ_3asDibtdPO2cxJXLgAfxarcc-2S1mzO006a5c5yepZ2oRsEWemi6AVadnWyGm4rzckWE0aNELk7bfXEMrwC-BENa_0J9-TR8oXq8s3vfQQS3nGsgJGuk55EpwRi6wzKV_YUQuHeyk8/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393256085167245810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ_3asDibtdPO2cxJXLgAfxarcc-2S1mzO006a5c5yepZ2oRsEWemi6AVadnWyGm4rzckWE0aNELk7bfXEMrwC-BENa_0J9-TR8oXq8s3vfQQS3nGsgJGuk55EpwRi6wzKV_YUQuHeyk8/s320/oct+7-13+2009+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2QVO2tElVBlwyE42abyd9eEZpFmVyYQlv_XHXNagu-PKItAFDoZ7qTwefCY2wuoppTovmN6hkdoUutKwQsN4dY7hXpDTMk3Tuez8X5Q7sux5zWayc1Mm6HzU2UlD0Cw2kzGeCW1BPx0/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393254055888474690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2QVO2tElVBlwyE42abyd9eEZpFmVyYQlv_XHXNagu-PKItAFDoZ7qTwefCY2wuoppTovmN6hkdoUutKwQsN4dY7hXpDTMk3Tuez8X5Q7sux5zWayc1Mm6HzU2UlD0Cw2kzGeCW1BPx0/s320/oct+7-13+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /></a> She gatherd a ton of pine cones to feed the squirls but they didn't come to eat them.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNS5VnxxkAo5dVNqnxpjQhlNoB25K0-J2j9tcE5BdGx9UK8nctKh6MMh5tsxGisxBZhdoBEi4yvrnEHdTUjgxmZi_aHI2Nm62AJE_CDtvqoc-6Qqbu45PQe0aOSSE73mzbRApyeeXCYiQ/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393253737337636354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNS5VnxxkAo5dVNqnxpjQhlNoB25K0-J2j9tcE5BdGx9UK8nctKh6MMh5tsxGisxBZhdoBEi4yvrnEHdTUjgxmZi_aHI2Nm62AJE_CDtvqoc-6Qqbu45PQe0aOSSE73mzbRApyeeXCYiQ/s320/oct+7-13+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKZWMv7l3yZ9l1Y9DqSN_fmA-TSTQMQiBVE3JwQvSKEEWF-9HpqyyBAfc7jdhuUuGFOfBt17Rb4MN0hathYeN6hn0pffsh1vyTEaWbfg5muoCVngxckPuMhkbUlJdU7DxbFDNmFDz3lE/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393253268490155970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKZWMv7l3yZ9l1Y9DqSN_fmA-TSTQMQiBVE3JwQvSKEEWF-9HpqyyBAfc7jdhuUuGFOfBt17Rb4MN0hathYeN6hn0pffsh1vyTEaWbfg5muoCVngxckPuMhkbUlJdU7DxbFDNmFDz3lE/s320/oct+7-13+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /></a> It doesn't look cold. </div><div>It was.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ7yCWrkGTncCIfQTFKYRCMcAySi_NYrqAQeu5OmFxHdkpgfMBcPIvjEfRHcKUdEvHgfrc6vONRVEXo8Cx74mNtbWcZZnTLcXHkFdf-M-gU0WEJsNJd8A2DTJsJdiLjP4WJbbZzxhSik/s1600-h/oct+7-13+2009+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393252262042413746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ7yCWrkGTncCIfQTFKYRCMcAySi_NYrqAQeu5OmFxHdkpgfMBcPIvjEfRHcKUdEvHgfrc6vONRVEXo8Cx74mNtbWcZZnTLcXHkFdf-M-gU0WEJsNJd8A2DTJsJdiLjP4WJbbZzxhSik/s320/oct+7-13+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> She was afraid of the bear.</div><div>The wooden bear. </div><div>I was too when I first saw it. I thought it was real! </div><div>It scared the heck out of me!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-10261716811558642442009-10-07T08:01:00.000-07:002009-10-07T08:25:30.060-07:00Three Years of Marital Bliss (mostly)<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicwzE5XyN772_dfrv94og_3zXurFivqNEfe0QOcgGHfcq-MZM3HEwuBdgwgWCvsiGaf-0RSMr75IzsGN34OugR-gTG19HHPsMoWr9HGuEMJZhZxFsh8Wz7W1usHMk5jGu05hyphenhyphen2AqZR-FQ/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389876763350794162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicwzE5XyN772_dfrv94og_3zXurFivqNEfe0QOcgGHfcq-MZM3HEwuBdgwgWCvsiGaf-0RSMr75IzsGN34OugR-gTG19HHPsMoWr9HGuEMJZhZxFsh8Wz7W1usHMk5jGu05hyphenhyphen2AqZR-FQ/s320/wedding+picture+pictures+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy Anniversary to us!!!</span></div><div align="center">Maybe its a little silly but I figured I would show you all some of my fabulous wedding memories. The quality isn't so great because these are actually pictures of pictures because I can't figure out how to get a photo from my scanner to my computer to my blog and make it look half way decent. Actually I can't figure out how to get it from the computer to the blog.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmypS7qS5HRTjavf8VOmD7eGRjqH1iGB4KGBkVxhsMhl4irwbbDxe9lE06BJH2_IAwLOYugurIqK6SGkjFfSZwPhPKrDwGb9aS7u0dyJnzAQXZDY5tFJmuo-7TYBUvo_Dk-0NSi0m0LKk/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389876205266370594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmypS7qS5HRTjavf8VOmD7eGRjqH1iGB4KGBkVxhsMhl4irwbbDxe9lE06BJH2_IAwLOYugurIqK6SGkjFfSZwPhPKrDwGb9aS7u0dyJnzAQXZDY5tFJmuo-7TYBUvo_Dk-0NSi0m0LKk/s320/wedding+picture+pictures+016.jpg" border="0" /></a>I loved my cake (it looked better than this).<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCQbe_Def3GqW1hIsUKU19DYLjvOdokDtkSU0ba78lRYO3sPN5dK0CIslI9WBcNCepNH1PqI_2ab7QGq9wNwXXHN1Nd9PrS8cPsq_7yRbh2kAUOqnrAGqFneA8SXQILPAWB9b3yJk7mus/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389875752892098722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCQbe_Def3GqW1hIsUKU19DYLjvOdokDtkSU0ba78lRYO3sPN5dK0CIslI9WBcNCepNH1PqI_2ab7QGq9wNwXXHN1Nd9PrS8cPsq_7yRbh2kAUOqnrAGqFneA8SXQILPAWB9b3yJk7mus/s320/wedding+picture+pictures+011.jpg" border="0" /></a>Me (obviously).<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIB8uG2g556jc4pxyK5B59a3LS2POBUqEHwXiZ-Q-tQ7Erd6rAAxrZIVvIG5mkIAGXHK4-nc3RjLWRRJZekmuBKcsCo5g0skKJYsWZNdG_sy8M73J2hQnFNkwL7adMbdkMfWWaCNBLHA/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389875327003723250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbIB8uG2g556jc4pxyK5B59a3LS2POBUqEHwXiZ-Q-tQ7Erd6rAAxrZIVvIG5mkIAGXHK4-nc3RjLWRRJZekmuBKcsCo5g0skKJYsWZNdG_sy8M73J2hQnFNkwL7adMbdkMfWWaCNBLHA/s320/wedding+picture+pictures+023.jpg" border="0" /></a> I loved that I didnt have to help with my own flowers but I did do Shanes boutonniere.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAOC0ilUmFiiR6RM2rVMTPceL2-esA9XTZciqIQsQtGnnn17Zo1ssIKZU8thSb1wyOdPBqCqPLQwCLAwg7wUzKYv1y3pI-pZyKqOlVxJdADrt6yCpaI_hL-kEjin9e3WwhbdZ3jhX2Pdw/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+010.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm02B-englCnDmLpcUn6xIkckNEVvTgWwGOzu9_v_Zyth6PzBIPuIED8TRgJnwzK77LLQVuDc_wvkyefldaeFzerGtROpjpbNlGi750DOCoyTvAoG1rciRTmbKD_fY9XGTpXyB3CzMD5I/s1600-h/wedding+picture+pictures+012.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-39427892717880367712009-10-06T15:53:00.000-07:002009-10-06T16:23:10.453-07:00Hi There!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgBhPZ9xsVs4u1Hgeu2VGK0pFlqwqaKioKIXRkFtxehQS49P7gDMMRz0v_cs1Tt7ctQR7m4UQ-w53hYaxOMCIIS6frpOxqKdr69UrMcUqM7kNPi6imKT2bDpFxXRFBrM0JmBFn8LMI1y0/s1600-h/sept-october+6-2009+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389628358716892514" 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/AVvXsEjgBhPZ9xsVs4u1Hgeu2VGK0pFlqwqaKioKIXRkFtxehQS49P7gDMMRz0v_cs1Tt7ctQR7m4UQ-w53hYaxOMCIIS6frpOxqKdr69UrMcUqM7kNPi6imKT2bDpFxXRFBrM0JmBFn8LMI1y0/s400/sept-october+6-2009+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> Olivia Was at her Beautiful Grandmother Pamela's house this past week. (my mom had been gone for a month so we were pretty excited to be there).</div><div align="center"> Olivia is the third youngest of all of the 16 grandchildren and all of the "big cousins"</div><div align="center"> stack all of my moms dozens and dozens of pillows into the "pit" (sunken area of the living room) and jump in from the top step. Livi usually just goes all the way in and jumps. However, Olivia decided to take advantage of being the only "jumper" there on Friday and jumped from the top step for the first time! Yay Livi!<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX8VnMdEE2PVxHeAxQbVRL2W7Dwhhz2P8LuN0dTqBfUjJKZlr8cBjyTFewxVEb1Ug-IVF8WgXxsqAdakryGjjI2YIKR8O8pEo5p13Kf4sKvy5eP7ZODlIJ_RwwZJWqm1OupT8b4pooe1w/s1600-h/sept-october+6-2009+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389628093141521810" 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/AVvXsEjX8VnMdEE2PVxHeAxQbVRL2W7Dwhhz2P8LuN0dTqBfUjJKZlr8cBjyTFewxVEb1Ug-IVF8WgXxsqAdakryGjjI2YIKR8O8pEo5p13Kf4sKvy5eP7ZODlIJ_RwwZJWqm1OupT8b4pooe1w/s400/sept-october+6-2009+024.jpg" border="0" /></a> This picture is of Eliza this week at Grandma Karens house.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYU0Bo4tBSuqi0eOqOoNUDOfi75d9vfkM3StE55od7hDZq4vO5ixhVJXaM6Y5ZuABRxdAu9ky_0iNmmcXT-ZQ63idCB4z3iozDWGxJjuXzi6orR7YSTPkjf6R1xC-aV4R9pqfVYaFw9oE/s1600-h/sept-october+6-2009+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389627820447831058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYU0Bo4tBSuqi0eOqOoNUDOfi75d9vfkM3StE55od7hDZq4vO5ixhVJXaM6Y5ZuABRxdAu9ky_0iNmmcXT-ZQ63idCB4z3iozDWGxJjuXzi6orR7YSTPkjf6R1xC-aV4R9pqfVYaFw9oE/s320/sept-october+6-2009+007.jpg" border="0" /></a> And this sweet photo is a snapshot of a nightly occurance. I tell ya, this man loves his girls. And since it is our anniversary tomorrow (thats why I put the wedding photo up top. I'm feeling lovey). I can say that I love this man!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-28607025307356032542009-05-19T18:42:00.000-07:002009-10-08T11:45:47.680-07:00Yay! Eliza is Here!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Ebo_VgeJVB_C7XfFN34FIp35rmHbUPihql3S30z11wsoebsaWAfKc3e5S8QrcIZRW8eK-D6I7oE0mEoy5DpM-2Rh4nfvw0J8je9wLC4_2xv65NAgwstyR6DJkjME_tjdglq5VpSDrmY/s1600-h/eliza+014b.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725589230515778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1Ebo_VgeJVB_C7XfFN34FIp35rmHbUPihql3S30z11wsoebsaWAfKc3e5S8QrcIZRW8eK-D6I7oE0mEoy5DpM-2Rh4nfvw0J8je9wLC4_2xv65NAgwstyR6DJkjME_tjdglq5VpSDrmY/s320/eliza+014b.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">So it's been forever hasn't it? This is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">gonna</span> be a quick go through because I don't have the time to go over the last three months in detail. This was me in February days before the little one was set to come.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-z0Sn8CqB-K7QJavKTDEHr9eJv-oyiKlq7FL5oecPEESnNoY5CkkNKKyvFs6Rph_H1gjymoWJsDeHUsC5dYjUAnpvvTuthKe5LbvPNGiwgpypyN6JCnFgcB8bZTUI0WxUHTnt1LBrSZo/s1600-h/eliza+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725346128965010" 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-z0Sn8CqB-K7QJavKTDEHr9eJv-oyiKlq7FL5oecPEESnNoY5CkkNKKyvFs6Rph_H1gjymoWJsDeHUsC5dYjUAnpvvTuthKe5LbvPNGiwgpypyN6JCnFgcB8bZTUI0WxUHTnt1LBrSZo/s400/eliza+031.jpg" border="0" /></a> Me inbetween pushes. i checked into the hospital at 11:30 a.m., didn't see my doctor until 1:00 p.m. I had no regular contractions but was 5 cm. dialated. They started me on antibiotics at 2:00 and pitocin at 5:00 then was dialated to 7cm. at 7:30. The contractions were getting really bad so i got my epidural at 8:00. I was 8 cm at 8:45 and they broke my water. at 9:37 p.m on february 17th after 15 minutes of pushing<br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><strong>Eliza Joris Hoy</strong></em></span><br />was born. Joris is like Doris but with a J (obviously). Joris was my maternal grandmother's name with whom Eliza shares a birthday.<br /><br /><br />This is the first ever picture of Eliza.<br />She weighed in at 7lbs. 11oz. and was 191/2 inches.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzru3N9EqOjDEhgka1oK3kKkESkTUL7NRPHU1E0cmoHfluYCQdFmf-e8dC2jmefMGVdfLpX5CWsUTU8xySwLpvTbeuUFuwVPLzzwV2RjDmt0z-T0jwWZFC_7rF_jM5U5LBQRR7AosaixQ/s1600-h/eliza+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337725046008839474" 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/AVvXsEjzru3N9EqOjDEhgka1oK3kKkESkTUL7NRPHU1E0cmoHfluYCQdFmf-e8dC2jmefMGVdfLpX5CWsUTU8xySwLpvTbeuUFuwVPLzzwV2RjDmt0z-T0jwWZFC_7rF_jM5U5LBQRR7AosaixQ/s400/eliza+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The first picture of me and Eliza.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxpy5NQXEUUvuOa9eo85-vA8Qm47O1Mz11X32uhy73XKsnPSMQ8I6ENaME8Gp1c91LgZ-mpu84LZPbbe-m2VqXOHXFCbD_deA4sd5QNXxf_TnELKCPb6FXzv7o_OPZmSkJX5IiKd4Czc/s1600-h/eliza+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337724432351250114" 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/AVvXsEjPxpy5NQXEUUvuOa9eo85-vA8Qm47O1Mz11X32uhy73XKsnPSMQ8I6ENaME8Gp1c91LgZ-mpu84LZPbbe-m2VqXOHXFCbD_deA4sd5QNXxf_TnELKCPb6FXzv7o_OPZmSkJX5IiKd4Czc/s400/eliza+044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The first picture of Eliza and her daddy.<br />Shane held her the first night so I could get some much needed sleep.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZK94W_9pacUkmUXJBAuhA6soWWZ9lkPw9sBHvN0STXXaZ8NwRop-2RwuhgXHrPfc0R46dYfUNH4wiie1hs_35kaQycxGQEsvv-ymIrtQIVYNQCvGILlnH7_Vp51Lw9QmhO4GiXY2Kmck/s1600-h/eliza+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337724098310185058" 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/AVvXsEjZK94W_9pacUkmUXJBAuhA6soWWZ9lkPw9sBHvN0STXXaZ8NwRop-2RwuhgXHrPfc0R46dYfUNH4wiie1hs_35kaQycxGQEsvv-ymIrtQIVYNQCvGILlnH7_Vp51Lw9QmhO4GiXY2Kmck/s400/eliza+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eliza on her blessing day in our antique blessing gown thet Olivia also wore.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWw-gfCqzl1PdbLI-yZmlbAClnmeZrxdfFDmo31D2n0Y5Ywy_6Mk41ihyphenhyphenZ6MGls6F7giyRQBf1wJ59YCzTiaSA4H-vTxWYK-Ts7BAeeUHwdgqGwadjYfbV0xJrbxNO0X6bgHPA26tXaQ/s1600-h/march-april09+150b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337720968344901970" 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/AVvXsEjYWw-gfCqzl1PdbLI-yZmlbAClnmeZrxdfFDmo31D2n0Y5Ywy_6Mk41ihyphenhyphenZ6MGls6F7giyRQBf1wJ59YCzTiaSA4H-vTxWYK-Ts7BAeeUHwdgqGwadjYfbV0xJrbxNO0X6bgHPA26tXaQ/s400/march-april09+150b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Eliza on Easter<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESs_aZN0jThaMTFmR9jwYFLgfs_1cCPVDKLCKI1cO_M-ZXJGVfCZhlyPgZjFptmMv3lbfqOA8hkyy1G3-9FJLVgCpl3TOqc4PIhCz3O8ivCB2RYVMhGtcIZxDrJwZ_C_-3HYOI-HbjWU/s1600-h/march-april09+100.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337720532077231250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjESs_aZN0jThaMTFmR9jwYFLgfs_1cCPVDKLCKI1cO_M-ZXJGVfCZhlyPgZjFptmMv3lbfqOA8hkyy1G3-9FJLVgCpl3TOqc4PIhCz3O8ivCB2RYVMhGtcIZxDrJwZ_C_-3HYOI-HbjWU/s320/march-april09+100.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Olivia on Easter.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNCQEnsJolgXzDT1bUC9YvSl0h42sZKFHANQKOH8Cs_YuQwpbtssMbXRtJDTHHTVbKBNAhGmgGdNWNJwVQkcXE9bBCFI5zwvVnQ6iwtVPPqqwaAprGY0PhYRfRA88eeqNXdk5j6Nfqdc/s1600-h/march-april09+117.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337719610625337122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNCQEnsJolgXzDT1bUC9YvSl0h42sZKFHANQKOH8Cs_YuQwpbtssMbXRtJDTHHTVbKBNAhGmgGdNWNJwVQkcXE9bBCFI5zwvVnQ6iwtVPPqqwaAprGY0PhYRfRA88eeqNXdk5j6Nfqdc/s320/march-april09+117.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Olivia at the San Diego Temple the day her uncle Jeremy and aunt Melisssa were married.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xJX2qgbOQV_j7anXiQPYNuNQSYU7ECD8US3rQFxRHdTLs2Ft3IDOwSZQpQAX9Neh_jKQKdHQTlijZhmieNJ8j2Nca5R5pbXCIMu6yTJU8AfWz95_asQD6YfZPiZCuvbsvBWGU6h4u8M/s1600-h/march-april09+156.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337719086827188146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-xJX2qgbOQV_j7anXiQPYNuNQSYU7ECD8US3rQFxRHdTLs2Ft3IDOwSZQpQAX9Neh_jKQKdHQTlijZhmieNJ8j2Nca5R5pbXCIMu6yTJU8AfWz95_asQD6YfZPiZCuvbsvBWGU6h4u8M/s320/march-april09+156.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dancing with her daddy at the reception.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJUKOsSDNGV7JIQua3LxLjii4sLT4zvJX8vkrbnIw21956pCsi7gW8_G2Gx82-t7V0VvvSZFXwz3Pw9wIJNWTLqG8hklzK60JaEDYYprkfKjsavOyNPrUOBUh_iRQvyEgEz37O0Xi3OY/s1600-h/march-april09+165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337718789800243874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBJUKOsSDNGV7JIQua3LxLjii4sLT4zvJX8vkrbnIw21956pCsi7gW8_G2Gx82-t7V0VvvSZFXwz3Pw9wIJNWTLqG8hklzK60JaEDYYprkfKjsavOyNPrUOBUh_iRQvyEgEz37O0Xi3OY/s320/march-april09+165.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-27062605425575519412008-12-16T20:08:00.000-08:002008-12-16T20:26:13.533-08:00I Love Christmas!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyqFGmT8VAB2TdNWlUX_YbQ2nFffJmRIgS5MGoyHsgFGGFO8yCEd0oNXwaOFCdBN4a7pNVuve4tWl6kBVDFgM_QWYlnq4ADZr-zB05cTcTFhRTZOqo2wPKjvXcgqCFzKbzfVQJ9Gf-hI/s1600-h/random08+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606720622101010" 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/AVvXsEgsyqFGmT8VAB2TdNWlUX_YbQ2nFffJmRIgS5MGoyHsgFGGFO8yCEd0oNXwaOFCdBN4a7pNVuve4tWl6kBVDFgM_QWYlnq4ADZr-zB05cTcTFhRTZOqo2wPKjvXcgqCFzKbzfVQJ9Gf-hI/s400/random08+037.jpg" border="0" /></a> So, not to brag because I have to give Martha Stewart some credit, but I am pretty sure I made the best Christmas cookies ever this past week! They were amazing without the icing and got even more yummy once decorated. But did it take forever! I don't recommend doing cookies like these unless you have tons of time on your hands or are like me and you don't so you make time by staying up till 11 or 12 or 1 in the morning 3 nights in a row. </div><div align="center">Shane had me make gift baskets for all of his employees that had 6 sugar cookies, 12 chocolate chip cookies, a loaf of cranberry banana bread (all of which were home made), almond roca, candy canes and a bottle of martinellis. Fun but stressful.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK7p5xAj3G-Cu_xO66VzEWinaTnFZznEo8VsxNlYP9QDOWrDVNMf7TXMiJZnYnldTicaHxSIh1cLEWTKwsIRzYqS8P4W1BtZzkkEfWfA9qae3TrjlKWwsE90WvsmpaEN2P5lLNc80Dug0/s1600-h/random08+045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280606407861874130" 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/AVvXsEjK7p5xAj3G-Cu_xO66VzEWinaTnFZznEo8VsxNlYP9QDOWrDVNMf7TXMiJZnYnldTicaHxSIh1cLEWTKwsIRzYqS8P4W1BtZzkkEfWfA9qae3TrjlKWwsE90WvsmpaEN2P5lLNc80Dug0/s400/random08+045.jpg" border="0" /></a> Last night we went to Oceanside for Tuesday's (my niece) birthday. For .2 seconds Liv wanted to dress up in the tea party clothes. But not a fraction of a second longer.<br /><br /><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-22521828893577270542008-12-03T10:17:00.000-08:002008-12-03T10:31:23.666-08:00Thanksgiving Weekend<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIafM26eAtKpSl5XcWVXrFrOd6x1vLnJl-eZbg0VCVfBBme7wj-zvV4raQEwmrTDpNALOdcAYObTr56LQj4-P9HBcFN-DLDGpTT2Rgw02CiTI60p0B3pnrCNfTuOMeuQ7-xK3d8jvSiKk/s1600-h/daddy+and+livi.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275630282652113394" 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/AVvXsEiIafM26eAtKpSl5XcWVXrFrOd6x1vLnJl-eZbg0VCVfBBme7wj-zvV4raQEwmrTDpNALOdcAYObTr56LQj4-P9HBcFN-DLDGpTT2Rgw02CiTI60p0B3pnrCNfTuOMeuQ7-xK3d8jvSiKk/s400/daddy+and+livi.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was really nice to have Shane home so many days in a row. Olivia got used to having her daddy around that she is now asking for daddy all throughout the day rather that just in the evenings. We had a really Nice Thanksgiving even though I was up <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">until</span> 2:00 a.m. baking pies. Not a good idea when you are in your seventh month of pregnancy.</div><div align="center">Shane played soccer in the rain with some people in our ward while I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">finished</span> up the pies and then we headed up to my moms where the dinner was wonderful and then we headed down to the States home for the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hoy</span>/States dinner.</div><div align="center">Shane <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Finished</span> putting up the lights around the house and i think that my inside Christmas decorations are almost all up. I'll be sure to take some pictures and post them soon. </div><div align="center">This is kind of a dull blog, it's probably because I am <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tired</span>. Better luck next time!<br /></div><div align="center"></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-65501977835744479262008-11-04T15:27:00.000-08:002008-11-04T16:19:40.882-08:00Hello Again!<div align="center">So Its been six months since I last updated this darn thing and I will be quick with it.</div><div align="center">The morning of Fathers Day Shane was told he was gonna be a daddy! (again)</div><div align="center">From the next morning until mid-september I was miserably sick!</div><div align="center">Our landlords sold the house they were living in and decided that they wanted to live where we were so we broke our lease early and moved a mile away. I was really sick and it was ridiculously hot (August). We now live in a nice house that is big so it's too expensive to furnish or decorate, so every so often when I let that get to me I am in my own personal hell.</div><div align="center">We have found out theat the next addition to our little family will be little girl #2. </div><div align="center">We are pretty happy about that.</div><div align="center">so here is my update in a nut shell. I got pregnant, I got sick, Livi turned 1, we moved, it was hot!, and here we are!</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44vWV99PKZtNCjtcF0nwQJ6bQZa226SJq0Ttmx80qMgjggGmFkAx-gk_4cgADMTaBasLznUSB6MnrCVbLwtf2-Irsm3lfmvBI4Ln5vfeWk_U5yv4ikBRpi652SsvRqovTN_woXENNFCI/s1600-h/birthday+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956167175253586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj44vWV99PKZtNCjtcF0nwQJ6bQZa226SJq0Ttmx80qMgjggGmFkAx-gk_4cgADMTaBasLznUSB6MnrCVbLwtf2-Irsm3lfmvBI4Ln5vfeWk_U5yv4ikBRpi652SsvRqovTN_woXENNFCI/s320/birthday+007.jpg" border="0" /></a> The day we found out that cheese was one of Olivias favorite foods.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaX0xZoGjSakDAGFtYznuM6CF380ifACVca6b_tzWeVKY7Qrub4MHua4dJ45juSL8XWw_LAhwEYsuMx87cpOycPc0NMsGI43YyD_YSCWYJgdMOYe5pMcN1NwYGskQIQ_aqgMKlXfavGKk/s1600-h/birthday+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264955817412956930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaX0xZoGjSakDAGFtYznuM6CF380ifACVca6b_tzWeVKY7Qrub4MHua4dJ45juSL8XWw_LAhwEYsuMx87cpOycPc0NMsGI43YyD_YSCWYJgdMOYe5pMcN1NwYGskQIQ_aqgMKlXfavGKk/s320/birthday+042.jpg" border="0" /></a>Olivia and Emma really excited about the 4th of July.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AogVUChuWFCP1U6l7z1tw2-D1kauOu65J4F9ZcHp_giugE-oYEmsE-54CSBF_8awsMBYus7gtQo-2GaF1Dae9c08uF_PVueUp3iB88FdXEmrUwKV_DvPtxw24tP9TiSlSyVGIeC9_7c/s1600-h/birthday+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264955412814341714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0AogVUChuWFCP1U6l7z1tw2-D1kauOu65J4F9ZcHp_giugE-oYEmsE-54CSBF_8awsMBYus7gtQo-2GaF1Dae9c08uF_PVueUp3iB88FdXEmrUwKV_DvPtxw24tP9TiSlSyVGIeC9_7c/s320/birthday+041.jpg" border="0" /></a>. . .and not so excited<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNP2k94mfGreubewWtqt3t4JZ2kRzT2BggdisccsnrCVhxLesMYQd5CNztEZRQcsUJY9xDMbWjw9BO1yYRvPjvnnYMlJwOPM-BhhP4d4O6g1uSaozlT6frY1gyRqCqaZ3n_DEIxM60wA/s1600-h/birthday+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264955014668069618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXNP2k94mfGreubewWtqt3t4JZ2kRzT2BggdisccsnrCVhxLesMYQd5CNztEZRQcsUJY9xDMbWjw9BO1yYRvPjvnnYMlJwOPM-BhhP4d4O6g1uSaozlT6frY1gyRqCqaZ3n_DEIxM60wA/s320/birthday+090.jpg" border="0" /></a> Olivias Huge birthday cake that took me two days to make!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Yuo1ZRoptTLfKKSyNXdzKxiAT6pVJwYvV0qgxWpn8EDQsAyWGipUNEQVmKalgszqZjgvQ2iYl8MVns4xivJDYEB_jPyDZfSeGXjnFgH3Cd4rEMMRLNp_RdoKmCiKJWX7SeqB9x8ezpo/s1600-h/birthday+150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264954617369092322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Yuo1ZRoptTLfKKSyNXdzKxiAT6pVJwYvV0qgxWpn8EDQsAyWGipUNEQVmKalgszqZjgvQ2iYl8MVns4xivJDYEB_jPyDZfSeGXjnFgH3Cd4rEMMRLNp_RdoKmCiKJWX7SeqB9x8ezpo/s320/birthday+150.jpg" border="0" /></a>Livi loved opening her gifts.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FF5yKmV3JmGOnCxE57kSblYAxJcDcH_1lwbkjc6US9W_0VRX-UyPP8pYS3jCEVRUq_nABPOQStdtUb_78BiCO8L8JfVXrUXcnLeHRq8_Fcfocn51vtUCwpXQZWPdsqbAGw9SyOi0sUw/s1600-h/fall+08+188.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952779529799602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FF5yKmV3JmGOnCxE57kSblYAxJcDcH_1lwbkjc6US9W_0VRX-UyPP8pYS3jCEVRUq_nABPOQStdtUb_78BiCO8L8JfVXrUXcnLeHRq8_Fcfocn51vtUCwpXQZWPdsqbAGw9SyOi0sUw/s320/fall+08+188.jpg" border="0" /></a> At Bates Nut Farm getting a pumkin.</div><div>( not a pumkin under my shirt)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTeHDiLOm9R17GOeDqFy0NM2YHWtmbRB9uTWQi6AdX-ouE64dKJUTPihEUdBi4gTGZnoGvTNnAEDmxXWt-ZMLlbFuEn61PkoiGwWHy9ZPyDLgzBP98LC58nbLxSsroleydVWitBoUcwhs/s1600-h/fall+08+149.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264952401181415058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTeHDiLOm9R17GOeDqFy0NM2YHWtmbRB9uTWQi6AdX-ouE64dKJUTPihEUdBi4gTGZnoGvTNnAEDmxXWt-ZMLlbFuEn61PkoiGwWHy9ZPyDLgzBP98LC58nbLxSsroleydVWitBoUcwhs/s320/fall+08+149.jpg" border="0" /></a> Olivia is getting shy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVIN0uGcCSkGl7-HbOBS_r7AWF5-sdXGX1xHd9giJOFwAs2Qa6e1vyUA_80-J56TH-Q_OJnGFCuUHaj2maLZ7504IqkvIUERwSYopz7aLN0ileUu5l0l9rKYEKKjDOoO5Nh9Ne63duk8/s1600-h/fall+08+133.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264951680156192786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVIN0uGcCSkGl7-HbOBS_r7AWF5-sdXGX1xHd9giJOFwAs2Qa6e1vyUA_80-J56TH-Q_OJnGFCuUHaj2maLZ7504IqkvIUERwSYopz7aLN0ileUu5l0l9rKYEKKjDOoO5Nh9Ne63duk8/s320/fall+08+133.jpg" border="0" /></a> My mom had a big Gypsy themed birthday party.</div><div>I raided her everyday wardrobe for my costume.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ClUq1Db8i5u_EdRx2I_zKcAQDf4tfSHmtQgwkAGFr-E_rd77UAkByl-bA4bAH2TInQ1tucgU4EfTMjVSRzuSGtz9CHtLQ_70LQ7GwlHICqpS4KfUiOYnCwCAMIF7AjbU-BsRBvnjMng/s1600-h/fall+08+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264950889069433746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ClUq1Db8i5u_EdRx2I_zKcAQDf4tfSHmtQgwkAGFr-E_rd77UAkByl-bA4bAH2TInQ1tucgU4EfTMjVSRzuSGtz9CHtLQ_70LQ7GwlHICqpS4KfUiOYnCwCAMIF7AjbU-BsRBvnjMng/s320/fall+08+062.jpg" border="0" /></a> And we end with my little gypsy family.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-2381112641835703872008-06-19T20:06:00.000-07:002008-06-19T20:21:28.725-07:00Shane's Day<div align="center"> I really felt jipped on mothers day. I had 10 min. with Shane and Liv in the morning with some lively fruit tarts and flowers and then the rest of the day was run, run, run, stress, stress, stress. Sundays were the most stressful day on the mission and now they seem to be the most stressful day of family life too. Especially holidays and birthday celebrations. between church, my family and Shane's; Sundays are hectic. This past Sunday was not too different but Shane can always make the day good.</div><div align="center">I Am so lucky to have this guy. He is pretty calm and collected all of the time and is never in much of a hurry if he doesn't have to be at work. He is always willing to lend a hand with Liv if I've gotta spend some time doing other stuff and he is such a good dad. I hope he had a good fathers day because he made my fathers day great knowing that my little girl and any children that follow have a wonderful daddy. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3mSCgHsoq3yUedlOGR4IcqsEfQHzmeQ7Lcg3ifNl3snwoWxUVhPUedx_vxJloj-DMzxfQA8BiAb5RoJTekKxRJm1vebgVY4O2ex9T2ZYLailFobBcO2pSYcVdPJ2kBfU6bs6n-tDwzE/s1600-h/fathers+day+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213795257594573170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ3mSCgHsoq3yUedlOGR4IcqsEfQHzmeQ7Lcg3ifNl3snwoWxUVhPUedx_vxJloj-DMzxfQA8BiAb5RoJTekKxRJm1vebgVY4O2ex9T2ZYLailFobBcO2pSYcVdPJ2kBfU6bs6n-tDwzE/s320/fathers+day+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-91336374292948167122008-06-10T11:24:00.000-07:002010-07-31T12:14:41.993-07:00BEACH DAY!!!<div align="center">So. . . five days later. I tried to post this blog on Saturday but Shane had <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">changed</span> </span>some of the settings on our computer so when I posted this it ended up on the pest control blog. AHH frustration! Any way I couldn't figure out how to save it and put in on the family blog so it was lost . How ever, I have overcome my depression concerning the thing</div><div align="center">any you get to see beach day! </div><div align="center">Olivia and i went to the beach this last Friday with Erin and Ryan and Collete, Seth, and Brandon. We had a good time and I am proud to say that the only baby girl there was Livi and she was the only not to get scared of the water. </div><div align="center">Let's see what fun Liv had.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDLBsnguoVU0BM90_9N0hTn7tMj7KOVd-GNrJlgIMZJIGYyxSZNpndnsBs-ehvtKAT03dGVeCdPOHM4GQ8ZO-vslRdPO0T9APURQRpzq5sqtnpLwKAk3bb08-lvgfqBNwQIvPbbn5whY/s1600-h/beach+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210322776553877874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYDLBsnguoVU0BM90_9N0hTn7tMj7KOVd-GNrJlgIMZJIGYyxSZNpndnsBs-ehvtKAT03dGVeCdPOHM4GQ8ZO-vslRdPO0T9APURQRpzq5sqtnpLwKAk3bb08-lvgfqBNwQIvPbbn5whY/s320/beach+022.jpg" border="0" /></a>" Hmm. . .what's this? Pretty color, handle. . . It's a Popsicle<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXexDw38VQJ7X5U3Qcun-_NHgu1KuTcrtlAnxy4dnsVJ2YbTppf1WdPRkoLGrrygyFiPZkVWhpDyMXmiqXSI41camjYizZYwgwpOKsm-mdK_2Pzdy3cAl1gRAYQpTWMuon9_qHKv5vMQw/s1600-h/beach+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210322360031003058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXexDw38VQJ7X5U3Qcun-_NHgu1KuTcrtlAnxy4dnsVJ2YbTppf1WdPRkoLGrrygyFiPZkVWhpDyMXmiqXSI41camjYizZYwgwpOKsm-mdK_2Pzdy3cAl1gRAYQpTWMuon9_qHKv5vMQw/s320/beach+023.jpg" border="0" /></a> MMMM!!! I love popsi. . .<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx2djQT0Jx1sZHY3vkBH3jy_48A9yNyH5JD3vSbw_Fzaa_nKE384o5NrKTbRlh6G9_0MeFvXvKv3bOCrzvi05vHrMObAOY5vKb6859qw902_6jRRAvDUnElQ_5MuubN8PZRddsgKc-ik/s1600-h/beach+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210322037313977362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx2djQT0Jx1sZHY3vkBH3jy_48A9yNyH5JD3vSbw_Fzaa_nKE384o5NrKTbRlh6G9_0MeFvXvKv3bOCrzvi05vHrMObAOY5vKb6859qw902_6jRRAvDUnElQ_5MuubN8PZRddsgKc-ik/s320/beach+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />wait. . . that's not a popsicle.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicP0cgMrPVsIj-FuxFXDbBQX6zH0u5lpJcv6y6_xqOQy-jVwZnHRNc6LWiW_n4FiNe95kkSIF6h7XOc8aqv-ktUPXUixKLAfifAeUHXgTAm9XSeR9h0d7DP2TtmlmXAdTbrIwhNZp-pIA/s1600-h/beach+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210321484184729618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicP0cgMrPVsIj-FuxFXDbBQX6zH0u5lpJcv6y6_xqOQy-jVwZnHRNc6LWiW_n4FiNe95kkSIF6h7XOc8aqv-ktUPXUixKLAfifAeUHXgTAm9XSeR9h0d7DP2TtmlmXAdTbrIwhNZp-pIA/s320/beach+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />MOMMY!!!!!"<br /><br />She was a little disappointed that it didn't turn out to be a popsicle but she got over it.<br />We cleaned her up and since silly me forgot to bring a shirt for the poor girl we had to put her in one of cousin Ryan's and she ended looking like one of the boys hanging out<br />with their mom's at the beach.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewXXZFB1suLlVHhL0iPlmgurpG-tVwjLXrpMDE6JSRlGVzojVDRPXg3ldiDdQ6dzKcXwWI5qPKPgFB8xJrgeXAfOv5khx03A3sGFeVgoS-MVxXY8BesZXlSk5oz-xsfi20TaSgJWlNb8/s1600-h/beach+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210320996366018466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjewXXZFB1suLlVHhL0iPlmgurpG-tVwjLXrpMDE6JSRlGVzojVDRPXg3ldiDdQ6dzKcXwWI5qPKPgFB8xJrgeXAfOv5khx03A3sGFeVgoS-MVxXY8BesZXlSk5oz-xsfi20TaSgJWlNb8/s320/beach+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Till next time , The Hoys.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-73666268185116864742008-06-03T19:16:00.000-07:002008-06-03T19:58:07.321-07:00So... did you know that every time I go to write a new blog I start with "So" and then erase it? Silly eh? Shane is out with our elders right now at a teaching appt. and I was at a loss for something to do having just put Livi down and absolutely no desire to do any house work and every cell of my body screaming out for ice cream and cookies. So here am I. . . blogging. About what though? How about this Obama character. Can't stand the man. I don't much care for Hillary either but at least McCain had a chance of beating her. Honestly, I really don't like him either. What's an American to do? I am a little nervous for what the future hold for my little family with the world and our country in such an awful state. My daughter has to grow up in a world where the majority of the people she'll come in contact with will tell her that homosexuality is a perfectly natural thing. In fact they will tell her that she is a <span style="color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">bigot</span> </span>for thinking otherwise. She will be thought more of a prude than you or I when we were young for turning down drugs or waiting until marriage to have a sexual relationship. Condoms will be passed around elementary school classrooms and boys will be in the girls bathroom because they "feel" that they should be girls and should not be discriminated against because they look different than what they are "inside". The temptation for everything evil is getting stronger and the worlds is encouraging it like never before. And a crazy-<em><strong>A</strong></em> leftist liberal is, in this girls opinion, the beginning of the end my friends. In the last few years Barry Obama has polished and cleaned up his act as much as possible to capture the hearts of the people of this country. He is an amazing speech giver and has moved and excited millions, but I guarantee that he will let them down and we will be none the better but worse off at the end of his would be presidency. Next blog topic... Al Gore; the cause of the worlds starvation.Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-38796124653991981222008-06-01T12:18:00.000-07:002008-06-01T19:51:33.874-07:00EMMA'S TWO!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRINqWedqDaOTbO4yCpG7VxsgwAt_T2xqzbmLY53fNbeiiBs4XfTk98oCJOp3tnKedNjgeGuePwgbmyHlmyqHLAU-lPvQnjbLFa2ig0l0Sgr6f4rS4Qr7D3pt1c26p15TwUTB0pXLh-YA/s1600-h/EMMA'S+TWO+!+!+!+044p.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206996843374409634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRINqWedqDaOTbO4yCpG7VxsgwAt_T2xqzbmLY53fNbeiiBs4XfTk98oCJOp3tnKedNjgeGuePwgbmyHlmyqHLAU-lPvQnjbLFa2ig0l0Sgr6f4rS4Qr7D3pt1c26p15TwUTB0pXLh-YA/s320/EMMA'S+TWO+!+!+!+044p.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1UUtOQgHWHnnP2cMXaWEyrljaiptFc6zaebyXT4O48G1uZ6JAzNR5k1CbmJMA6q15bGv0pyQmcsaNpiGzHH2_4kTj13_t_MW9oTUzhvKcUCx2-RLS5bfCQ7vik_J7GEuUosFChnN7yw/s1600-h/EMMA'S+TWO+!+!+!+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206995438920103826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1UUtOQgHWHnnP2cMXaWEyrljaiptFc6zaebyXT4O48G1uZ6JAzNR5k1CbmJMA6q15bGv0pyQmcsaNpiGzHH2_4kTj13_t_MW9oTUzhvKcUCx2-RLS5bfCQ7vik_J7GEuUosFChnN7yw/s320/EMMA'S+TWO+!+!+!+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Emma's two and boy does she love her veggies! Actually she just likes the ranch on top and when she is done with it she puts in back on the tray for someone else to enjoy it. Sweet huh? She had her birthday party yesterday at a park by her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Tauntie</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Amanda's</span> house in Cardiff. It was pretty fun, I just wish Olivia was big enough to be able to play with all of the big kids at parties. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><a href="http://erinhoy.blogspot.com/2008/05/tag-i-love-blog-tag.html">TAG! I love blog tag :)</a><br />How to play this game of tag.</div><br /><div>Post these rules on your blog.</div><br /><div>List 3 joys, 3 fears, 3 goals, 3 current obsessions/collections, 3 random surprising facts about yourself. Tag 5 people at the end of your post by leaving their names. </div><br /><div>3 Joys... 1.Being a wife and a mom. It's all I've ever wanted. 2.Getting time off as a mom and a wife. It's all i ever want. 3. Seeing Shane and Olivia after having time off. I did miss them after all.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">3Fears...</span>1.I am so afraid of being home by myself at night. 2. i am afraid of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Livi</span> making really bad choices when she is older. 3. Sometimes I am afraid of Shane. Just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kidding</span>. </div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">3 Goals...</span> I want to be more organized <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">cuz</span> i stink at it! 2. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">I'm</span> not a big spender but i need to stick to the budget more if <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">I'm</span> ever gonna get a house of my own. 3. I am going to be a master cake decorator.</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">3 current</span> obsessions/collections... 1. I too, like Erin, am obsessed with "<em>So You Think You Can Dance"</em>. 2. I have just recently become obsessed with my wrinkles. I'm only 25! Why do I even have wrinkles! 3. and i have been collecting cake decorating stuff like crazy! My poor little family gets totally neglected when I'm in the "cake zone" (that was totally dumb).</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">3 random</span> surprising facts about yourself... 1. I dance around my house when no one else is home. 2 If i could eat an In N Out hamburger for lunch every day. I would. 3. I wish that i had 5 friends to tag.</div><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRINqWedqDaOTbO4yCpG7VxsgwAt_T2xqzbmLY53fNbeiiBs4XfTk98oCJOp3tnKedNjgeGuePwgbmyHlmyqHLAU-lPvQnjbLFa2ig0l0Sgr6f4rS4Qr7D3pt1c26p15TwUTB0pXLh-YA/s1600-h/EMMA'S+TWO+!+!+!+044p.JPG"></a><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-39726389769535958942008-05-30T16:05:00.000-07:002008-05-30T16:22:44.189-07:00Woo Hoo!!!<div align="center">Yay for G.N.O. That's for you Erin. So I'm pretty stink'in excited to go make a complete fool of myself as I attempt to rock climb. Some girls night out huh? My left arm is "Wonder Woman" strong from hauling Liv around all the time, but I know that my right arm is gonna let me down. All well, at least I have dinner after to look forward to. Thank you Woodland Park girls for including a friendless me to play with you. So good luck to me, Erin Hoy, Christy Lalanne, and Collette Guerrero who, rumor has it, may not be climbing anything.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206313694466242402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="112" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQNpxVZc-a8HRQAJHAUiG3qmuQo1XzHpYitExRiqpmxE_sCeVl7VcMR5pkEOGdO-8WKXM_oi_2-t4V1dA4ZzMy9h9uqpVWZesGOkIlNfXicMWrKPMlPWtMmaExxMKvYOjI5l6iM31tW0Q/s200/new+084.jpg" width="151" border="0" />For anyone who hasn't seen, this is my brother Stevens new baby Rainn.</div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-14067176879835194452008-05-29T13:35:00.000-07:002008-05-29T13:39:30.215-07:00A Whole Apple!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheouIT5kTtB7zggBTbELTVIhFPvAk2bJ9BvJSKJSw8u-G_BQlAMS81uRkNfr2cu_DWILPh9eVx5U_4-rhoGPK_etY0EfQx8JFyVUJC7nqAJVecLRE2qjw7ITZ72wThYJ5SfgHj9DmLnEM/s1600-h/new+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205902124930135890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheouIT5kTtB7zggBTbELTVIhFPvAk2bJ9BvJSKJSw8u-G_BQlAMS81uRkNfr2cu_DWILPh9eVx5U_4-rhoGPK_etY0EfQx8JFyVUJC7nqAJVecLRE2qjw7ITZ72wThYJ5SfgHj9DmLnEM/s320/new+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I forgot to put the daily picture of my little Liv-e-bug in the last blog so here you go!</div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-17569542546543417962008-05-29T07:01:00.000-07:002008-06-11T09:26:29.220-07:00Lost Cake<span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Okay! Two years later! Sorry Erin. You ask your self "why apologise to just me Melinda?". Simple. You are the only one who reads this Erin. And that's your right, you created the dang thing. It is Thursday morning and i have just lost 2 1/2 days of my life to a cake. and have nothing to show for it. I am taking cake decorating classes and have been working on the most detailed cake yet and when i brought it home last night. . . you'll never guess. The camera battery was dead and the charger was and is nowhere to be found.( told you you'd never guess.) So what else was there to do than cut into it and eat it out of depression. i did take a picture with my camera so there is a blurry record of the thing.</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">On to happier things. Olivia is so cute! And maybe you think to yourself "Melinda, you're just biased. She's your daughter.". And I say, you are wrong! Well, not about the daughter part, that's right, but about the cute part. She is the CUTEST! She is so happy and fun and silly and she takes her naps and goes to bed without a fight. She doesn't like her green veggies but what little kid does? (If yours does, don't tell me). she has got four little gopher teeth, her is hair is curly in the back and chances are pretty good that if she is awake, she is smiling. </span><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffffff;">'till next time. Melinda Hoy</span></div><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"></span><br /><object class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-FAILED" height="266" width="320" contentid="FAILED"></object>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590104265756025387.post-43772958736753649682008-05-17T09:31:00.000-07:002008-05-17T09:49:33.481-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nbsrw74IM91Yyv4y1tV7GqewM7lzeBzK-u6oz9tM-H0B5cykdV8oGMY59KECHrT1LMGSzKNVqwk_Yh0sopsLXIWgOvQUSlJbPfikxOP1DpA4dznauY-l9xdt2FWFWPuUz_ANEmabAks/s1600-h/easter+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201389933344938562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7nbsrw74IM91Yyv4y1tV7GqewM7lzeBzK-u6oz9tM-H0B5cykdV8oGMY59KECHrT1LMGSzKNVqwk_Yh0sopsLXIWgOvQUSlJbPfikxOP1DpA4dznauY-l9xdt2FWFWPuUz_ANEmabAks/s320/easter+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;">SO I GUESS I AM OFFICIALLY A BLOGGER. HELLO TO ALL. I AM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW THIS WHOLE THING WORKS. I JUST FIGURED OUT FACE BOOK AFTER SIX MONTHS OF USING IT. I'M NOT INCREDIBLY COMPUTER SAVVY.</span></div><br /><div align="center">SHANE AND I ARE IN A CUTE LITTLE HOUSE IN VISTA THAT WAS BUILT IN 1954. THE FLOOR SQUEAKS, THE PIPES ARE OLD AND THERE IS NO AIR CONDITIONER BUT SOMEHOW I STILL LOVE IT. ITS ON 1/2 AN ACRE WITH A SMALL VEGETABLE GARDEN, MATURE TREES, A PLAY SET AND TWO GOOD SIZED LAWNS. THE YARD WAS THE DETERMINING FACTOR.</div><br /><div align="center">OLIVIA IS ALMOST ONE. JUST ABOUT A MONTH AND A HALF TIL I CAN TURN THAT DUMB CAR SEAT AROUND. I THINK WE'RE GONNA HAVE A PARTY HERE SO IF ANYONE OUT THERE WANTS TO BE INVITED LET ME KNOW AND CHANCES ARE GOOD THAT YOU WILL BE. </div><br /><div align="center">SORRY ABOUT THE SHORTNESS AND AWKWARDNESS OF THIS FIRST POST. HOPE FULLY THINGS AROUND HERE WILL GET MORE EXCITING.</div>Melindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03692034478221049985noreply@blogger.com5