tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14830966851237281972024-03-13T08:56:33.754-07:00Current Events of the Clark FamilyAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-89312146106150487052013-05-08T21:27:00.000-07:002013-05-08T21:27:38.830-07:00Over a YEAR of INACTIVITYWOW! Over a YEAR since I have posted on the BLOG. No way. Inactivity for the blog - nothing but activity for my family.<br />
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Randy completed his fellowship year at SCOI (Southern California Orthopaedic Institute) and joined Coral Desert Orthopaedics in St. George, Utah. He started in AUGUST 2012 and took 40 days of call between then and the first of December... code for never being home. He wanted to prove that he was worth the investment to his partners. <br />
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Oh, and we moved in with his parents because we decided to BUILD A HOUSE. Luckily I have the best in-laws in the world, I AM SERIOUS. <br />
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Cooper started KINDERGARTEN and played SOCCER, FLAG FOOTBALL, BASKETBALL, and now is wrapping up T-BALL. (Whew, lots of driving).<br />
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Caroline started PRESCHOOL and watched Cooper play soccer, flag football, basketball and t-ball. She decided she needed something too so we signed her up for Mini Cheer this past month. She loves that she doesn't have to just watch now.<br />
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Calvin is officially the world's smallest terrorist. He climbs on EVERYTHING. Quite a feat how he pulls himself up, lots of upper-body strength and coordination. He has also inherited his father's teasing attitude so he just LAUGHS when he gets a little swat on the bum. Does NOT laugh when he has to sit in time-out.<br />
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I still feel like I am on vacation because that's what we are doing when we stay at the in-laws. Despite teaching at a few gyms, volunteering at the school, teaching primary and meeting new friends, I just don't think it will feel like home until I have my own place.<br />
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Back to the house - I mean my all-encompassing activity for the past 9 months. We are ALMOST ready to close at the bank, just a few finishing touches dragging out the process and making me CRAZY because I NEEEEEEED my own place. Will post some pics after we start to move in - hopefully this weekend!<br />
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Post a comment if you read this so I know if I still have any blogging buddies left!!<br />
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Love to ya!Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-88445440744108092512012-04-27T21:24:00.002-07:002012-04-27T21:24:28.036-07:00Springtime PicturesI'm keeping my head above water these days - doggie paddling is what my swim teacher told me it was YEARS ago. BUT - I did manage to get the kids in for their annual pictures and Calvin for his 6 month. I just had to share. After many bribes and a few tears... may I present the final product.<br />
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Calvin - 6 months</div>
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Caroline - 3 years</div>
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Cooper - 5 years (almost)</div>
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Some day soon I will update you on all our adventures.</div>
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For now we have 3 months left in sunny southern California before Randy starts practice in Saint George, Utah. </div>
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Love to you all!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-48133349344655209272011-12-25T20:11:00.000-08:002011-12-25T20:11:03.210-08:00Holiday Greetings<div style="text-align: center;">I LOVE this time of year ... </div><div style="text-align: center;">because it's CHRISTMAS CARD TIME!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I love receiving them. When I pick up the mail each day I have such fun opening all the photos, family updates, reading the corny letters, etc.<br />
I also LOVE making ours! It gives me a good excuse to jump on photoshop - an addictive hobby I rarely indulge in these days but even Randy doesn't mind helping with the kids for the finished product.<br />
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This year we went to a beach in Malibu in December - that's right, it was warm enough in DECEMBER to set up our tripod and take this shot. <br />
Calvin was the best participant being that he fell asleep after a few snaps.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKaqRCsw-k/TvU_8XRlNPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/FaZnInF8xNc/s1600/final+card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVKaqRCsw-k/TvU_8XRlNPI/AAAAAAAAA_k/FaZnInF8xNc/s640/final+card.jpg" width="426px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paAIhl6pv5A/TvfzP2QruJI/AAAAAAAABII/M7ihrlXiYgo/s1600/back+of+card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paAIhl6pv5A/TvfzP2QruJI/AAAAAAAABII/M7ihrlXiYgo/s640/back+of+card.jpg" width="434px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-39640512245918155012011-12-15T22:11:00.000-08:002011-12-15T22:11:55.603-08:00THREE is a bit INSANEAs I'm writing this I have baby Calvin strapped in the Bjorn so he will take a nap and I can get something done... Caroline is placing princess stickers around the house... Cooper is telling me he has superhero clothes and regular human clothes and he can NEVER show me his superhero moves because I'm not a superhero - I beg to differ and normally I would argue with his logic but I will let it go today because I'd rather type in (somewhat) silence!<br />
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Things are a bit INSANE around our house at the moment which is why I haven't posted since just after Calvin was born. I'm still trying to get my footing with three - I know it will come. I am so thankful for the moments when I see kindness from Cooper and Caroline and the protectiveness they feel for Calvin already.<br />
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<div align="center">Climbing in the crib - they were reprimanded AFTER I took the picture.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-S3R5qLr-fRTbj7o1Jahbb-tPjM1HWkXs92bq02_sCdADWZY4Qb1CC6ZXCyA_lllMdCjKqnCJOE3H2E8LzD6ufk8sqzR0A8GjhSDYuP8UUYYy_6A8SNvOexHQCCu6ZWTyPIjU0wNJa1E6/s1600/2011_111811-1-090083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-S3R5qLr-fRTbj7o1Jahbb-tPjM1HWkXs92bq02_sCdADWZY4Qb1CC6ZXCyA_lllMdCjKqnCJOE3H2E8LzD6ufk8sqzR0A8GjhSDYuP8UUYYy_6A8SNvOexHQCCu6ZWTyPIjU0wNJa1E6/s640/2011_111811-1-090083.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">And now it is 2 days from when I started this post. I WILL finish!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is why I LOVE California. We went swimming... outside... the week before Thanksgiving.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTIc4pGhyphenhyphen-lMauMd7-aXwARJ0SEro1zKTILvAMVH5XDQtOs4dQlh5JaTgaPOBxNMrdmNJ93dpsQCoZwkD0VYDksuQevn42sBKrCgX4mdIIWrfZCCSYcEOiCW8hojj1RH4Di0WLSf85RUY/s1600/2011_111811-1-090093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbTIc4pGhyphenhyphen-lMauMd7-aXwARJ0SEro1zKTILvAMVH5XDQtOs4dQlh5JaTgaPOBxNMrdmNJ93dpsQCoZwkD0VYDksuQevn42sBKrCgX4mdIIWrfZCCSYcEOiCW8hojj1RH4Di0WLSf85RUY/s640/2011_111811-1-090093.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Then off to southern Utah for Thanksgiving. So fun since we haven't done that in 5 years. Cliff, Jessi and I took the kids to a movie (3D). I couldn't resist interrupting everyone's viewing to snap a pic since it's the stillest I've seen Cooper since we played the "freeze" game:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IkYO9LpsmiQeR_DnKWpLuOv8ej-kjtkeCz3cZExMHyAiRMG0Iik5_Y9wTwzb5ojJWwiu9gbtf79aZO5O-_pxQuBQVOni4mZdCzfQGz4BagPxsN8rVmV9P1XNH9UnCgQ8z5rJfPum28GR/s1600/2011_120311-1-090021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IkYO9LpsmiQeR_DnKWpLuOv8ej-kjtkeCz3cZExMHyAiRMG0Iik5_Y9wTwzb5ojJWwiu9gbtf79aZO5O-_pxQuBQVOni4mZdCzfQGz4BagPxsN8rVmV9P1XNH9UnCgQ8z5rJfPum28GR/s640/2011_120311-1-090021.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Calvin met his cousin Curtis who is 2 days older than him! Jessi was 8 days late with Curtis (moan for her!) and I was 1 day early with Calvin. Can you tell which one is mine???</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn96YW7rXFzgxJ9DDQAE5vtCszV5WFXasQCsyKLtzwL4JfL3zfOEows63m2keZOEDGvdjzmgqT1AmgTh1FJFu0AvEuEMVsfP8UbCdukjnqep_ifkN4HoU1J2ctCTThqI53qHj4zxmC7vkC/s1600/2011_120311-1-090030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn96YW7rXFzgxJ9DDQAE5vtCszV5WFXasQCsyKLtzwL4JfL3zfOEows63m2keZOEDGvdjzmgqT1AmgTh1FJFu0AvEuEMVsfP8UbCdukjnqep_ifkN4HoU1J2ctCTThqI53qHj4zxmC7vkC/s640/2011_120311-1-090030.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">More family fun with Grandpa Clark's birthday.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7LTx4ggBTWd5Ph-xQoW_W8gF1Kr3U1VR7fFKgkd350-UgvWH5jYJELu6Nkt9jgd-9GznA4XyNn7smQHtnPTCJnMA1xgTozZUpmHosaS_n4uZwWGlkj0DWFUFTRZEY8snaI8j8394tcgL/s1600/2011_120311-1-090038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7LTx4ggBTWd5Ph-xQoW_W8gF1Kr3U1VR7fFKgkd350-UgvWH5jYJELu6Nkt9jgd-9GznA4XyNn7smQHtnPTCJnMA1xgTozZUpmHosaS_n4uZwWGlkj0DWFUFTRZEY8snaI8j8394tcgL/s640/2011_120311-1-090038.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And an attack on Uncle Mike </div><div style="text-align: center;">(btw: he is my SINGLE, 30-year-old, returned missionary, total menace to society, great with kids, LOVE him, younger brother - I'm just throwin' that out there).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgllqxHF-ByBwaIdUNZUg7JpC6Az97IZ9bAAIUpT69hy0ytCf2d-rClvm0nTOWeEQ_FGwW4NBE05c0G-KQ0eET_G0xtlOzuyIxFA5Iku3SCzImrmx0MfmFd9tX3SsKkrHBPbU3oCCmiz6HL/s1600/2011_120311-1-090065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgllqxHF-ByBwaIdUNZUg7JpC6Az97IZ9bAAIUpT69hy0ytCf2d-rClvm0nTOWeEQ_FGwW4NBE05c0G-KQ0eET_G0xtlOzuyIxFA5Iku3SCzImrmx0MfmFd9tX3SsKkrHBPbU3oCCmiz6HL/s640/2011_120311-1-090065.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I'm posting THIS for all the baby-hungry ladies out there...</div><div style="text-align: center;">SERIOUSLY...</div><div style="text-align: center;">SOOOO SWEET!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBYpiqIv4-ZTwmY5MpkdFLYDqBNrAkil42ZhTnpPHGBcuM09rDl2mXV1CByoyg_sKjdYHhEKT4BYE-V3ma8II5GLgqHU-mt5yprhyouaGqlJf_f7_9aJ2r9ioNp0NNUEiErJ6Y-rrgXJ7/s1600/2011_120311-1-090071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDBYpiqIv4-ZTwmY5MpkdFLYDqBNrAkil42ZhTnpPHGBcuM09rDl2mXV1CByoyg_sKjdYHhEKT4BYE-V3ma8II5GLgqHU-mt5yprhyouaGqlJf_f7_9aJ2r9ioNp0NNUEiErJ6Y-rrgXJ7/s640/2011_120311-1-090071.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll leave with a story of true love. Cooper had a (pre)school production for Christmas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9N7dsI63Q63euW6QebYQmlJj2BA1L-SCdEli-JD9s3PAQMzMTZAMzl3pICnAi39R3C3P687dH_WBFCVgVvE7JNBlz-DTOZnQv2d-ZRUVoRhjubhsomXicat5bB3t-iwlYnTXAhHbAjnU0/s1600/2011_120311-1-090085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9N7dsI63Q63euW6QebYQmlJj2BA1L-SCdEli-JD9s3PAQMzMTZAMzl3pICnAi39R3C3P687dH_WBFCVgVvE7JNBlz-DTOZnQv2d-ZRUVoRhjubhsomXicat5bB3t-iwlYnTXAhHbAjnU0/s640/2011_120311-1-090085.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was adorable. They sang songs and attempted choreography - bless his teachers! One thing was missing the day before the show... the main MAN. The big CHEESE. The one who delivers PRESENTS.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you recognize him?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzxbYhLp2XZAwRC-BQ9YB_nx_FygoO2hQQpz-dto2HWlrKnli8vgHZfq_ZQifpiz6EDxxCs0Osf38QeQPJF0K2A9zjZG_CHCROgVdDGP1BccGwhu0wb_smtPz24yJZOLnt581fUK_lZHb/s1600/2011_120311-1-090093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjzxbYhLp2XZAwRC-BQ9YB_nx_FygoO2hQQpz-dto2HWlrKnli8vgHZfq_ZQifpiz6EDxxCs0Osf38QeQPJF0K2A9zjZG_CHCROgVdDGP1BccGwhu0wb_smtPz24yJZOLnt581fUK_lZHb/s640/2011_120311-1-090093.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let's just say I had to promise a few things I am not at liberty to discuss at the present (get it?) time. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I love you Randy!!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-39947853300040451382011-10-31T14:30:00.000-07:002011-10-31T14:30:44.195-07:00A Baby StoryI am so EXCITED that our third baby has arrived... and he's a healthy little boy. We named him Calvin after Randy's grandfather and Ralph after my father. Are you ready for the story?<br />
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Ok, we've met some awesome people since moving to southern California this summer. Despite my worries that our kids might accompany us to the hospital when I started labor (until my parents arrived) we had many offers to take our children for us. So late Wednesday night (about 10:30pm) my contractions were starting to get UNCOMFORTABLE. Ladies with babies - you know what I'm talking about. We called for my parents to pack their bags and hop in the car then we called the Jeffords who were amazing to offer to take our children weeks ago when we were very new to the area - and then insisted on us taking them up on their offer.<br />
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Off we went to the hospital.<br />
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I received my epidural (sweetness) at midnight and then things went astray. Nothing big... I could just FEEL EVERYTHING despite my nurse insisting it would only take 15 more minutes to kick in, another dose of medicine and 15 more minutes. Then insistance to see the anesthesiologist again from Randy, then a DEMAND to see her from me, then ANOTHER dose of medicine and still NOTHING - well, I mean EVERYTHING. I started to FREAK OUT! I had not prepared for a natural birth, I couldn't get my breathing under control, the pain was aweful! I wanted to climb the WALLS but I settled for biting Randy's had instead (not intentionally). It was then we decided I needed ANOTHER epidural - the whole thing over again. It was better than the pain I was feeling. Five hours later with my nurse and Randy HOLDING ME STILL the anesthesiologist gave me another shot in the back and THANKFULLY this time it worked. <br />
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Burke O'neal - where were you when I needed you!!!! Washington? Idaho? Just kidding, but kind of not kidding. Randy promises we will know the anesthesiologist next time. Oh, how I missed Iowa in those hours. All the good doctors I knew there!<br />
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At 6:33 am on Thursday, October 20th, 2011 CALVIN arrived. I was so happy to see him it made it all worth it.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">He weighed 7 lbs. 4 oz. and was 19" long.</div>My protests of sticking to the same letter in the alphabet apparently fell on deaf ears, and I have to admit I have always liked the name Calvin. We now have the following monkeys in our household:<br />
Cooper Ray<br />
Caroline Jane (C.J.)<br />
Calvin Ralph<br />
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The kids are LOVING him and learning to be a little softer than normal. Randy and I doubted Calvin's survival odds the first day we brought him home. After a few days they stopped trying to climb in his crib or feed him snacks. They even know to wash hands if either of them want to touch him.<br />
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My parents stayed for a week to help me out and my mother-in-law arrived last night to stay this week. I don't know how easy it will be after she leaves and it's just me... so for now I'm taking all the naps I can get and soaking up this little guy while I can get one-on-one time. Any advice from you mothers out there? I'd love to hear it.<br />
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</div><div align="center">Loving my life! Hope you are as well.</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-51430170979172420202011-10-03T17:55:00.000-07:002011-10-03T17:55:18.036-07:00Beach Days... and more<div style="text-align: center;">We are loving the weather in southern California... well, as long as we're at the beach with the ocean breeze. Otherwise it's a little too hot for me and my growing belly. Cooper and CJ would play in the sand ALL DAY if we let them. Here is one of the rare occasions that Randy was able to come with us - hooray! I love that Dad can throw the kids in the air and be rough with them. </div><div style="text-align: center;">They LOVE it too.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwQc52mCroHAQHoQv5vCklfWcguJZs_b7vyM4v1P5AuMuex_7Tclm-4HVUo9ktEY3cv_cYsSnYD0T02ZAmg10vcX-D4zr-KSAmW3V4LA7pDR4Lfirc1qlLibgRJOnUfr-kIENjr2qv3LGv/s1600/2011_090411-1-090019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwQc52mCroHAQHoQv5vCklfWcguJZs_b7vyM4v1P5AuMuex_7Tclm-4HVUo9ktEY3cv_cYsSnYD0T02ZAmg10vcX-D4zr-KSAmW3V4LA7pDR4Lfirc1qlLibgRJOnUfr-kIENjr2qv3LGv/s640/2011_090411-1-090019.JPG" width="464px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">We have also met a few people who have access to pools... </div><div align="center">so that is the next place we've spent our summer days. Here is Caroline with her new buddy Megan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9wAuc28lSyJFmqd5ErwVazFhnzFipXx-Wm6L0-s7EUF9IobVtr6c-6VfU6wgx-kmmxEVIgqQqvDPtPRUtpIoseVxYyY25XNHNGlmudyC97338n_1FpIeFyxWwL9EcUxTMTOZRr3sb1XF/s1600/2011_090411-1-090055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9wAuc28lSyJFmqd5ErwVazFhnzFipXx-Wm6L0-s7EUF9IobVtr6c-6VfU6wgx-kmmxEVIgqQqvDPtPRUtpIoseVxYyY25XNHNGlmudyC97338n_1FpIeFyxWwL9EcUxTMTOZRr3sb1XF/s640/2011_090411-1-090055.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Cooper played soccer at the Reseda Recreation Center. I volunteered to make the team banner.. </div><div align="center">and here is my attempt. It's been a while since I've made cheerleading signs :)</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-9tjsORqNEIF8h6gpzNtlAkb1U3AYrOTQNoBm0_qWiHOae0a1f1I8HMH42c6zKpInpZ_-Q2mKBxJ4g0iJudMMGnPYWPbuOkRXQRP9mx-KaIiiFj_Gr1DJA658jJ-_Nz1T4HCbgn2S5Di/s1600/2011_090411-1-090079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-9tjsORqNEIF8h6gpzNtlAkb1U3AYrOTQNoBm0_qWiHOae0a1f1I8HMH42c6zKpInpZ_-Q2mKBxJ4g0iJudMMGnPYWPbuOkRXQRP9mx-KaIiiFj_Gr1DJA658jJ-_Nz1T4HCbgn2S5Di/s640/2011_090411-1-090079.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Randy and I couldn't believe how good the kids were that Cooper played with. They were more like 8-year-olds that 4 & 5. It made Coop step up his game - always a good thing - and I chilled out a little more than last time he played on a team. In fact, before this league started Cooper made me promise that I wouldn't get mad EVER at any games. I kept my promise. I also didn't get any good pictures that weren't a bit blurred but I guess that's good since he was running so much. Cooper is the fuzz in yellow below.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr6Jb5jXWMsT2rd_YWxCztv8m287Jy3FbyIkGOE9FCNv5URpScFgCZBs7CdOoZrLtv2na7MBUaO6-JDHUqV-VWvNQmf70EjN9M3nqhwDTNhnvlj_3TPix8PmoxTqkMMxpzRxSTcof-mDOf/s1600/2011_090411-1-090071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr6Jb5jXWMsT2rd_YWxCztv8m287Jy3FbyIkGOE9FCNv5URpScFgCZBs7CdOoZrLtv2na7MBUaO6-JDHUqV-VWvNQmf70EjN9M3nqhwDTNhnvlj_3TPix8PmoxTqkMMxpzRxSTcof-mDOf/s640/2011_090411-1-090071.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I just thought this picture was too cute I had to post it. I love that Cooper has freckles on his nose these days. It reminds me of his sweet buddy Hannah Judd, who we are MISSING now that her family is in Nashville.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8kUw9NYyZ5Ar6DH4p_nGm_f52Z2uFSYX6TQPoRlj70BT5XBtUv6YKLlZv_uyK2RncQWHlxFAhdbXyO1oKneDekJHRpsyY0Ajb_gtXBfnp77mh1sxChIc-qNozqpChu9zSsSJ9LFeZvNX5/s1600/2011_090411-1-090099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8kUw9NYyZ5Ar6DH4p_nGm_f52Z2uFSYX6TQPoRlj70BT5XBtUv6YKLlZv_uyK2RncQWHlxFAhdbXyO1oKneDekJHRpsyY0Ajb_gtXBfnp77mh1sxChIc-qNozqpChu9zSsSJ9LFeZvNX5/s640/2011_090411-1-090099.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">"Jimmy" the lizard was an adventure one summer night. Coop caught it outside with Randy and kept it in a jar for a day. We took him out to feed him a bug the next night. Randy wasn't home and, in retrospect, I should have known better. I figured it was fine for Coop to handle him since he caught him in the first place. No sooner had I taken this picture than Jimmy bit his finger. Well, he dropped Jimmy, picked him back up and was bit again. This time Cooper started shaking his hand to get him off, the glass jar he was in fell and shattered, and Jimmy's tail came off. Poor Jimmy went soaring and his tail... twitched for AT LEAST 3 minutes. It was enough to make me throw up! I told Cooper that Jimmy needed to find his mommy to make him better so we couldn't catch him again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxZAe1Fkk_rec0AbPN3WJjkhNwsKaWC680D0Bz0JskIZwS8XvAfquYrsczzvOWzEAdfSdFEr1V5LC_VyyKRH0vHsJlJXF3J86E9oZtcbIitDSXYmPwcp9vJ1dKA-gKiTE1D9y68FHByEc/s1600/2011_090411-1-090104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGxZAe1Fkk_rec0AbPN3WJjkhNwsKaWC680D0Bz0JskIZwS8XvAfquYrsczzvOWzEAdfSdFEr1V5LC_VyyKRH0vHsJlJXF3J86E9oZtcbIitDSXYmPwcp9vJ1dKA-gKiTE1D9y68FHByEc/s640/2011_090411-1-090104.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Randy covers HS football on Friday nights and College football Saturday nights. We love to watch games and the kids have been troopers sitting in the stands with me. We make a special treat to take with us which usually keeps them excited for at least the first half. Then we find a grassy spot to run on during the second. Here they are at the HS game in Valencia.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-6KT_-TcCK0S2C-i3sL5lF4D8MZf-6nCJMZWVY6afzODd3iWvLOZtDtU8qZU2zP7QZjNQaqm1SGmJpGw2QP4V3vJlz7tZi0VaXXHJH2B-QoyzxPkOD3UItcmWnO0qCCtbHYq0LAl-w2q/s1600/2011_090411-1-090122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu-6KT_-TcCK0S2C-i3sL5lF4D8MZf-6nCJMZWVY6afzODd3iWvLOZtDtU8qZU2zP7QZjNQaqm1SGmJpGw2QP4V3vJlz7tZi0VaXXHJH2B-QoyzxPkOD3UItcmWnO0qCCtbHYq0LAl-w2q/s640/2011_090411-1-090122.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">One more picture. This one with me and my big belly. I'm up to an additional 55+ lbs. with a few weeks to go. I may hit 60 again - hopefully I can RUN it all off like the last 2 times. This has been by far my nicest pregnancy overall. The bad nausia stopped around 22 weeks or so, much sooner than the others. It has seemed like the longest with all the IVF treatments. We're getting excited and ready!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyA1jmP0SAcEZJbuAiEausWfuDfsYeTxFGXNzY6RES_xaUrBUFn0tgnLJtap_M5sJplEfRWToEsNg9ZyrjtlwxJ8TZmYviwy4ijIERP0j1-EwHYajBmV-fB22P35xU-TYK-fKh0WoI4ZdH/s1600/2011_090411-1-090143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyA1jmP0SAcEZJbuAiEausWfuDfsYeTxFGXNzY6RES_xaUrBUFn0tgnLJtap_M5sJplEfRWToEsNg9ZyrjtlwxJ8TZmYviwy4ijIERP0j1-EwHYajBmV-fB22P35xU-TYK-fKh0WoI4ZdH/s640/2011_090411-1-090143.JPG" width="464px" /></a></div><div align="center"> Love from the Clarks.</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-17045006041975965482011-09-09T16:13:00.000-07:002011-09-09T16:14:22.329-07:00HE PASSED!!<div style="text-align: center;">We found out last night that Randy PASSED his Orthopaedic Surgery Board Exam - YEA!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm so proud of him and all the HARD work he has done to get to this point.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We hope all of our friends taking the test had the same news as we did and can breathe a little easier.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now we just need to find a good way to celebrate :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3IdaMuNE1q5wYMsthTEQasmtm-o8y2IwUuO1dm6IY1kiLFh1xfCfY_hJjgaIuLCZmQjRZRA5p_gJ-6FOfg21YLMDIreGBFYBTpWd0bvCEBL4Xczmfzj_dWHt5xqaMgM_JoZ9gUFt5bvj/s1600/daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400px" nba="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3IdaMuNE1q5wYMsthTEQasmtm-o8y2IwUuO1dm6IY1kiLFh1xfCfY_hJjgaIuLCZmQjRZRA5p_gJ-6FOfg21YLMDIreGBFYBTpWd0bvCEBL4Xczmfzj_dWHt5xqaMgM_JoZ9gUFt5bvj/s400/daddy.jpg" width="290px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-52444958657584799632011-08-31T08:24:00.000-07:002011-08-31T08:24:48.084-07:00Cross the Plains<div style="text-align: center;">It was finally time for us the PACK UP and leave Iowa. My mom and Randy's dad came to help us with everything and we are SOOO glad they did! I know everyone says you don't realize how much work moving is until you have to do it - but it is TRUE. I had a good excuse to get out of the heavy lifting, with the pregnant belly and all, but to clean EVERYTHING was such a big deal by itself. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are the kids with the last few items right before we left our empty house:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYW8Afb0A5suUCJ2_M58PNg2M9pW3kSiJRA9iRP5T7yEou83j7Xcug-dLNMwopUs2ZjTdbaUqJsz57A_JkhIqMDgckYVxp2m3E08IoBqH-LBGb2T4eTDucGDzo2xh3Z0rLYAHS-IQ7zXw0/s1600/2011_080211-1-090002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYW8Afb0A5suUCJ2_M58PNg2M9pW3kSiJRA9iRP5T7yEou83j7Xcug-dLNMwopUs2ZjTdbaUqJsz57A_JkhIqMDgckYVxp2m3E08IoBqH-LBGb2T4eTDucGDzo2xh3Z0rLYAHS-IQ7zXw0/s640/2011_080211-1-090002.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Randy and his Dad drove the biggest Penske truck available with a car in tow. You will have to ask Randy how he almost took out a few parked cars in California. Glad I wasn't them:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibY8gJYWl_VkixpC1Mw4KhJUokxD4ZWF70mNd9FQzh-nzyQrz5C_X7ryTfLYrDQGoAUvUSBmcSepEfu3Atgj_lYyuT4l57UTfOUAhQy7e-TlQWWeBomLfpDqNQWnmGjBt0AxMep79HyY_6/s1600/2011_080211-1-090004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibY8gJYWl_VkixpC1Mw4KhJUokxD4ZWF70mNd9FQzh-nzyQrz5C_X7ryTfLYrDQGoAUvUSBmcSepEfu3Atgj_lYyuT4l57UTfOUAhQy7e-TlQWWeBomLfpDqNQWnmGjBt0AxMep79HyY_6/s640/2011_080211-1-090004.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids, my Mom, and I left the next morning at a LEISURELY pace to travel to southern Utah. Our first stop was the Omaha Zoo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qw6Ks6ss9t2bOAZNXNHdhsQIk-xjKYWXdNYRPGqoevtEzn54BOWOAkWXMkY0gUsvl8ASM9kN0-GfxlFV2ZZgXatSVoUXL0glftlcFdA7amo-r9KqVwOIIPUKBHBwkA5JmzXhks1YYB8k/s1600/2011_080211-1-090027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8qw6Ks6ss9t2bOAZNXNHdhsQIk-xjKYWXdNYRPGqoevtEzn54BOWOAkWXMkY0gUsvl8ASM9kN0-GfxlFV2ZZgXatSVoUXL0glftlcFdA7amo-r9KqVwOIIPUKBHBwkA5JmzXhks1YYB8k/s640/2011_080211-1-090027.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We drove about 7-8 hours for 3 days, stopping at parks and hotels along the way - for the kids' sanity (and mine). And then a LOT of breaks for stretching. We made it to my parents' house in southern Utah just in time for the 4th of July. We enjoyed an awesome fireworks display off the porch, compliments of my brother Paul and his wife Natalia. Caroline was NOT a fan of the noise, but liked the lights.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg11wsJuFSj87gfsZjY1k_FJKeQ6XDHeMtUo1eHjFovvBPzlHSV1Y9X2p5Wh2h0gl_koeF2r4uwh7KrMMVWsoy-US1vX7NzGjpyUhvyh4e8sK8XRqkeIRFFsJ3ts5GM_3xWbqrLoEf20lv8/s1600/2011_080211-1-090043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg11wsJuFSj87gfsZjY1k_FJKeQ6XDHeMtUo1eHjFovvBPzlHSV1Y9X2p5Wh2h0gl_koeF2r4uwh7KrMMVWsoy-US1vX7NzGjpyUhvyh4e8sK8XRqkeIRFFsJ3ts5GM_3xWbqrLoEf20lv8/s640/2011_080211-1-090043.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, Randy and his Dad drove to California, moved ALL of our furniture in to our house, set EVERYTHING up (even tried to organize the kitchen). Randy studied and took his Board Exam, then they drove to southern Utah to see us. Randy was in need of R&R, so they took off on the motorcycles!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcjSnsjqv3GBohFje8KPByWl_GZdPWP1Hp1tS3mce0Pa8ZRwV3SRK9chVg7fJDP3qBLZNMmuc4YzAQGEL1PDuc7ytMDpT_z8CljPjQ2XEEtTnHAvL1mTbTjaMbvL_658eIiSlAuG3rm-o3/s1600/2011_080211-1-090065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcjSnsjqv3GBohFje8KPByWl_GZdPWP1Hp1tS3mce0Pa8ZRwV3SRK9chVg7fJDP3qBLZNMmuc4YzAQGEL1PDuc7ytMDpT_z8CljPjQ2XEEtTnHAvL1mTbTjaMbvL_658eIiSlAuG3rm-o3/s640/2011_080211-1-090065.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And we hiked Red Cliffs:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYC7Ll5pwfKh2bMvTkl4GChIdwct2RBHvrvS6PPwxebIo9qiPgWSNMdbp45it3m_m7h6yX-qjV2FWU-BtjZPfUiXg1b_ql-TSOA0Wt5c_inHJFp_f9ObRlEgIoTIhyphenhyphenSWjAJeMacoTxDZo5/s1600/2011_080211-1-090082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYC7Ll5pwfKh2bMvTkl4GChIdwct2RBHvrvS6PPwxebIo9qiPgWSNMdbp45it3m_m7h6yX-qjV2FWU-BtjZPfUiXg1b_ql-TSOA0Wt5c_inHJFp_f9ObRlEgIoTIhyphenhyphenSWjAJeMacoTxDZo5/s640/2011_080211-1-090082.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Feeling a bit recovered, we joined my family and cousins at the Renaissance Fair. Cooper and Tyler had fun beating each other with foam swords and running around the park with the other cousins. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I think they're talking "strategy" here.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctdbQ7hKTFHT6DwfTjCQPs2Aglh9114lZnI26Nyx9qZDLD9fTuiIN7QrsLwaVeLv3P7CSiA6GHUq5KKfD2mFO4u2XcEphN1-9krDMiAAPR34a-_e_cV2l4ZwFXRnjfuvN4ADGzESqfpde/s1600/2011_080211-1-090101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhctdbQ7hKTFHT6DwfTjCQPs2Aglh9114lZnI26Nyx9qZDLD9fTuiIN7QrsLwaVeLv3P7CSiA6GHUq5KKfD2mFO4u2XcEphN1-9krDMiAAPR34a-_e_cV2l4ZwFXRnjfuvN4ADGzESqfpde/s640/2011_080211-1-090101.JPG" width="522px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cindy and I wore dresses compliments of my Mom's amazing sewing ability.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp8fQu3KcGy75MLDflDgCzGo2aNKtj9PDApTw_55N16ehEWhP-4BBP_ufN2fGoSNFUiOptetpCc7H3wSbjhru1JZUSAhBY5fTuiYyLd7iNRn_52IPkT-i91t-s35HLAH-zsyV1rY5N9sMa/s1600/2011_080211-1-090105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp8fQu3KcGy75MLDflDgCzGo2aNKtj9PDApTw_55N16ehEWhP-4BBP_ufN2fGoSNFUiOptetpCc7H3wSbjhru1JZUSAhBY5fTuiYyLd7iNRn_52IPkT-i91t-s35HLAH-zsyV1rY5N9sMa/s640/2011_080211-1-090105.JPG" width="522px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enough of the fair, time to go fishing at Kids Pond up Cedar Canyon. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Anybody need a worm?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP38wIj0DhFq_Uwnksx2kXCdtUWMxHfZNj91q_yAcRj5-5JfbErMJ_hDXXwr15pg62BWvWJsGfVQrF6NAIzmdOgwKWim5aaJYDzSsldMgTmCGtuA6tlEZ2wuenZQ0JaejZyVvw-_gO1-ah/s1600/2011_080211-1-090110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP38wIj0DhFq_Uwnksx2kXCdtUWMxHfZNj91q_yAcRj5-5JfbErMJ_hDXXwr15pg62BWvWJsGfVQrF6NAIzmdOgwKWim5aaJYDzSsldMgTmCGtuA6tlEZ2wuenZQ0JaejZyVvw-_gO1-ah/s640/2011_080211-1-090110.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then to northern Utah to visit more cousins!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKtEA8QK10onRbaNcbVJOMx9EuFGPN1RlWL21eQds5PqR5-wZ8pbiLqiJduSvjuV-Onhdej_fgAqvvK4R3g0-cV7cJh-PXljo_Grosl5SvJbWFTS4lBaWhG_73X4yDBFTDi8ZTrs_g0Fg/s1600/2011_080211-1-090155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLKtEA8QK10onRbaNcbVJOMx9EuFGPN1RlWL21eQds5PqR5-wZ8pbiLqiJduSvjuV-Onhdej_fgAqvvK4R3g0-cV7cJh-PXljo_Grosl5SvJbWFTS4lBaWhG_73X4yDBFTDi8ZTrs_g0Fg/s640/2011_080211-1-090155.jpg" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And what vacation would be complete without a little mountain biking. Neither Greg nor Randy had been for a while, so when I dropped them off at the top of the canyon I figured I should take a picture in case the police needed a recent photo - just kidding boys (kind of).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXp3EVAUcTMh_he47SQ1t8cB8367nbzl_fu67NNZ2s5PDl7gK9BFaUhMd-UMP3nwAZz5xh2-m_uVDWewNvrdlNqCS-8FY47nYLHR46tNwvK6F5jjhMqDt_ibzP9bHD3Sn-_1fbQW10IjuE/s1600/2011_080211-1-090166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXp3EVAUcTMh_he47SQ1t8cB8367nbzl_fu67NNZ2s5PDl7gK9BFaUhMd-UMP3nwAZz5xh2-m_uVDWewNvrdlNqCS-8FY47nYLHR46tNwvK6F5jjhMqDt_ibzP9bHD3Sn-_1fbQW10IjuE/s640/2011_080211-1-090166.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And one more picture with the Grey cousins before we head to California!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I found that you can bribe a kid to do anything for an ICEE.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjndHfA2tkatjjimNXgDguysE_5N2SneTVcayK9ncjC-emqD5PwbInvLD8FhXt-ybtNZCTv40MJKQy2O5bqYWq3lqfTuqAchTdhCT9R8CX2T9zAckpHILKOhb1L_hlf4AHKxD8Ey6e4bG99/s1600/2011_080211-1-090179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjndHfA2tkatjjimNXgDguysE_5N2SneTVcayK9ncjC-emqD5PwbInvLD8FhXt-ybtNZCTv40MJKQy2O5bqYWq3lqfTuqAchTdhCT9R8CX2T9zAckpHILKOhb1L_hlf4AHKxD8Ey6e4bG99/s640/2011_080211-1-090179.JPG" width="640px" xaa="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-24637814701806219422011-08-07T18:11:00.000-07:002011-08-07T18:11:56.088-07:00Saying Goodbye to IowaWe are settled in to our new home in southern California... but I need to post goodbyes from our home for the last FIVE YEARS in beautiful Iowa.<br />
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<div align="center">Goodbye to my AWESOME preschool co-op for the last 2 years. It was fun to watch each of your children learn and grow - and teach Cooper as well. He keeps saying how he wants to do "Mommy's preschool" again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9cP2K5QVcgW-W4gahevz3XdyzJYdNjeBBJe8FsycgQdpdOwMjSUm1LcQzijHR09OrXNWhme5pDdhj94mO6RnqBicgx9zVvWv6-Irz59FvFLw97RhPKRQ5sl4w9PuWCdfCLOiI8jjD_ID/s1600/preschool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="384px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp9cP2K5QVcgW-W4gahevz3XdyzJYdNjeBBJe8FsycgQdpdOwMjSUm1LcQzijHR09OrXNWhme5pDdhj94mO6RnqBicgx9zVvWv6-Irz59FvFLw97RhPKRQ5sl4w9PuWCdfCLOiI8jjD_ID/s640/preschool.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center">Such a happy kid:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1mYzEprhjW2lxckalOj2_x9GpvpRvrAZSKsSt_UtiZMSUo-TPo_V1H20_uktBbapOhxIDVjZzzCFlgtdwITGUa4ets7eii-_Bs_b7CbWbeum5cdleKwAArHygaoeh630kuHyffRKvjRxM/s1600/preschool+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1mYzEprhjW2lxckalOj2_x9GpvpRvrAZSKsSt_UtiZMSUo-TPo_V1H20_uktBbapOhxIDVjZzzCFlgtdwITGUa4ets7eii-_Bs_b7CbWbeum5cdleKwAArHygaoeh630kuHyffRKvjRxM/s640/preschool+2.jpg" t$="true" width="532px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Goodbye to camping at Sugar Bottom with the BUGS and the HEAT - these boys (Randy & Jon) had to get one last camp in before we left. I came to visit them around 8:30pm and was SWEATING even after the sun went down. I lasted 15 minutes before I said goodbye and went home to shower and sleep like a sane person.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrClJM6rd7GYphyphenhyphenSyel-gtr-9I4-UVJxYZ80IALal17YDbamsks2k-cw-iZX4xywT3o2sYxB82Tw9S9isZ4BnMHfL4hiJUMr9pgU-7kkkVWDHGSCf_JjudVlRGKwl3I0R4QXTZ6c1PDNnb/s1600/camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrClJM6rd7GYphyphenhyphenSyel-gtr-9I4-UVJxYZ80IALal17YDbamsks2k-cw-iZX4xywT3o2sYxB82Tw9S9isZ4BnMHfL4hiJUMr9pgU-7kkkVWDHGSCf_JjudVlRGKwl3I0R4QXTZ6c1PDNnb/s640/camping.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Goodbye to Wisconsin Dells. Four hours away we took one last trip with good friends, the Boyers, this Spring. Despite Randy's look in this picture HE was the one who pushed for this trip and he had FUN.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOXmZnegqXfbJPZyQ7hDOrKfPCnvJSkSYfSNYFhCMr2TUMKIYBeOEqYrxBUSBtOEW7Ep1rT7sQ_z01xBQFS9WNPRU-6QWW8Ateras8F326NKP83zK02muTwaT1pEhRRjSH8ioFsU6F11S/s1600/wisc.+dells.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigOXmZnegqXfbJPZyQ7hDOrKfPCnvJSkSYfSNYFhCMr2TUMKIYBeOEqYrxBUSBtOEW7Ep1rT7sQ_z01xBQFS9WNPRU-6QWW8Ateras8F326NKP83zK02muTwaT1pEhRRjSH8ioFsU6F11S/s640/wisc.+dells.jpg" t$="true" width="480px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Goodbye to T-Ball with all of Cooper's buddies. I think Cooper was the BEST outfield dirt-digger in the group. He said he loved it and when I asked him why he told me, "because of the treats!" Kid knows what he likes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirnngr8ITCQJoudrdDXzoBYxWor7e9k3vxFt-vwam-vQLhGdaS3YWRXK3hEox1lIWqdAv6-aoiB5Y-OVgh4wTJT_qu9gKAhXctnYif7y4tQ7iDpKOGTBF4MyOUiKz63Jf6_LvCVcfw-Kiq/s1600/tball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirnngr8ITCQJoudrdDXzoBYxWor7e9k3vxFt-vwam-vQLhGdaS3YWRXK3hEox1lIWqdAv6-aoiB5Y-OVgh4wTJT_qu9gKAhXctnYif7y4tQ7iDpKOGTBF4MyOUiKz63Jf6_LvCVcfw-Kiq/s640/tball.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Goodbye to swimming lessons with Becky. Cooper's turned in to quite the swimmer! He doesn't like water slides but will jump in to any pool... no matter how deep. (Don't know if that's a GOOD thing.)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8imHyJn4aMvpADWDlgAfeJ4kP9CgwvQ-5FFT0MQptlLGGTBCRANyJyfxIioV_vCzPP7UhyphenhyphenLUEbz5pZzUSKfuk1zc6U0kBGXKI8w2lbGZE-2mg0xLh9UqVq1NC9d7FgE6A8d3K5lsI0uj/s1600/swimming.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8imHyJn4aMvpADWDlgAfeJ4kP9CgwvQ-5FFT0MQptlLGGTBCRANyJyfxIioV_vCzPP7UhyphenhyphenLUEbz5pZzUSKfuk1zc6U0kBGXKI8w2lbGZE-2mg0xLh9UqVq1NC9d7FgE6A8d3K5lsI0uj/s640/swimming.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Goodbye to HERKIE - our kids' favorite mascot. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_7H_dw__KuN9UUkM6j09xli45kgXycwfaJewPmy3XG52NRpMAkU3FY4m3NS37sL4en3BMoT6chxa2hoRI5nuPnLlDamYq7T5YxPvbTYI5_gSEAqk4FCx9dj8C7Dd-vu9WJtYn4iS3mqT/s1600/herkie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW_7H_dw__KuN9UUkM6j09xli45kgXycwfaJewPmy3XG52NRpMAkU3FY4m3NS37sL4en3BMoT6chxa2hoRI5nuPnLlDamYq7T5YxPvbTYI5_gSEAqk4FCx9dj8C7Dd-vu9WJtYn4iS3mqT/s640/herkie.jpg" t$="true" width="532px" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">Goodbye to lots of FRIENDS who made Iowa such a great place to live! Here are just a few of my favorite girls I laughed with, cried with, helped me become a better mom with, loved spending time with and if you're NOT pictured here... it's only because I have minimal pictures saved on my computer (since the move) right now. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLu5uczDqOvXoVCFGAqryN3HXPpGLEily5rlvGVEoDyfO16qzJIdZFoRwMa-ipidUQrwFz0s__cKHu1vtir42IN3etT8Y9v7fEJdWRdgkERYKhSCsiZptA85ltgIcTHtH1cWeYz-fskB3U/s1600/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLu5uczDqOvXoVCFGAqryN3HXPpGLEily5rlvGVEoDyfO16qzJIdZFoRwMa-ipidUQrwFz0s__cKHu1vtir42IN3etT8Y9v7fEJdWRdgkERYKhSCsiZptA85ltgIcTHtH1cWeYz-fskB3U/s640/friends.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyLZgJ5J1hHJh_XX7CdpoLBNdUoRfFM4fWmvNobLr93pT0a5i7gmO2uwqskw_SYQsJoH2mfE6_dpmYZc6vJeqJPkq2bubIvGSE6I90UVtc-1sJDWtID2q7MOcSU8Yij1DcPXa3J5lMbEeN/s1600/rivka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyLZgJ5J1hHJh_XX7CdpoLBNdUoRfFM4fWmvNobLr93pT0a5i7gmO2uwqskw_SYQsJoH2mfE6_dpmYZc6vJeqJPkq2bubIvGSE6I90UVtc-1sJDWtID2q7MOcSU8Yij1DcPXa3J5lMbEeN/s640/rivka.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifps3skIPjfISlUrGALwzXQZrQRPbTqRZD7DospxEoqRtsPcWY6XgSSkkkne4N0TgsitypKEHf3ZjlHBcnqtk3R-AUQ6nSgDZSf-lfPQnsX0CxpI-iUCWIcc6XeJ9HKobePG8govixnfd9/s1600/shawn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifps3skIPjfISlUrGALwzXQZrQRPbTqRZD7DospxEoqRtsPcWY6XgSSkkkne4N0TgsitypKEHf3ZjlHBcnqtk3R-AUQ6nSgDZSf-lfPQnsX0CxpI-iUCWIcc6XeJ9HKobePG8govixnfd9/s640/shawn.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1r6wO6SSj2fRgpnXijOHpZgqfvPnRLjLF73fNOLJS9ugHT9as2d1rDaoqPEHEspWs8BGbyC42mEyEw1-_ojMaY8tWO2aSbvDkWL5glqQ-fzMCou47N8bM9ZJWa6I-XiP_n3OtXIW2FmLV/s1600/heather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1r6wO6SSj2fRgpnXijOHpZgqfvPnRLjLF73fNOLJS9ugHT9as2d1rDaoqPEHEspWs8BGbyC42mEyEw1-_ojMaY8tWO2aSbvDkWL5glqQ-fzMCou47N8bM9ZJWa6I-XiP_n3OtXIW2FmLV/s640/heather.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Goodbye to our sweet neighbor, "Grandpa Frank". Cooper and Caroline keep asking when he is going to come and visit or if we can go to his house. Such a good neighbor - we will miss you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiWlxtC-mbU6-z8LbTCmaPHvxReClZIl9VbX0UkgqZLmnTkQ_2VXSUC8ccDwlGZQvu1sU7h7G5o1c0kfaZIRW1ckPZoghf4dRm6J7V5KJ93xGy0Qo7oRXZfhQ_1PmvI6hW41nhWyno8MEJ/s1600/grandpa+frank.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiWlxtC-mbU6-z8LbTCmaPHvxReClZIl9VbX0UkgqZLmnTkQ_2VXSUC8ccDwlGZQvu1sU7h7G5o1c0kfaZIRW1ckPZoghf4dRm6J7V5KJ93xGy0Qo7oRXZfhQ_1PmvI6hW41nhWyno8MEJ/s640/grandpa+frank.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Lots more goodbyes to a wonderful FIVE years that went by too fast (in retrospect).</div><div align="center">Caroline in the GREEN grass I will miss terribly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnc9voAuxxlWtLMlT3cLvSyb9PIhswXmLNp870eixrzWLQKK1Qc-tX4WKJj2tYCWXaFmjG-zU7k52ipyKwmExw07UsHfCtTq2w0XvjFQ6Ufa8pMFeA5aI3XqyKLuIKMdISdxzIZxN326qY/s1600/caroline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnc9voAuxxlWtLMlT3cLvSyb9PIhswXmLNp870eixrzWLQKK1Qc-tX4WKJj2tYCWXaFmjG-zU7k52ipyKwmExw07UsHfCtTq2w0XvjFQ6Ufa8pMFeA5aI3XqyKLuIKMdISdxzIZxN326qY/s640/caroline.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Had to add this one just for laughs. Randy teases me that I should shave instead of wax - never going to happen, even if you've convinced CJ it is fun (razor was removed for this activity).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlp4jOWvC9aHHU7atmm_yQos6CcxpCrjvJlucq9iMickGhVKQrojS0QIQ_Wy_nk4atSdmHjJR4BK3dFmVxSjNOaxbTEqWlCm3ehlREJHtmESA3sydV0o8vejF6hcXH9pAF5A6kFm0Pwcju/s1600/shaving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlp4jOWvC9aHHU7atmm_yQos6CcxpCrjvJlucq9iMickGhVKQrojS0QIQ_Wy_nk4atSdmHjJR4BK3dFmVxSjNOaxbTEqWlCm3ehlREJHtmESA3sydV0o8vejF6hcXH9pAF5A6kFm0Pwcju/s640/shaving.jpg" t$="true" width="532px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Our LARGE moving truck before it was filled... but that is another post. GOODBYE IOWA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrgip05Xey2T0dLfWKI_ZcLksDRdtADwE7YIilYb7HydqsdNf-84yT0zWUTA9dypPCwKqwv9BO89BdTjrhSESFln5llJcmb1BRcRK343lJMbXNYWx75blF_imXv1eSS-SlYZMTstVoOluE/s1600/moving.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrgip05Xey2T0dLfWKI_ZcLksDRdtADwE7YIilYb7HydqsdNf-84yT0zWUTA9dypPCwKqwv9BO89BdTjrhSESFln5llJcmb1BRcRK343lJMbXNYWx75blF_imXv1eSS-SlYZMTstVoOluE/s640/moving.jpg" t$="true" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-48222223017782254722011-06-17T12:05:00.000-07:002011-06-17T12:05:04.507-07:00Springtime Fun!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicMoNoBdUfI91L_lzLMTJQODFy6fjPJBC4QTiFT3RwWKU2QSnFluV4t6VsCnaP-46iI3xiwdCuNjDQpQmRABDHHod3_IVOWQ1YK-azYYWnuCx2ZZnDcIPYpMGEUHCgshxReK849-gh5V4G/s1600/2011_051711-1-090007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicMoNoBdUfI91L_lzLMTJQODFy6fjPJBC4QTiFT3RwWKU2QSnFluV4t6VsCnaP-46iI3xiwdCuNjDQpQmRABDHHod3_IVOWQ1YK-azYYWnuCx2ZZnDcIPYpMGEUHCgshxReK849-gh5V4G/s640/2011_051711-1-090007.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooper started playing t-ball this spring - whew! He's still getting his enthusiasm for running the bases, mostly he just likes to play in the dirt. I LOVE how they work it here. Everyone gets to hit the ball - first by pitching and then on the T. Then everyone gets to run the bases, there are no outs. What a positive way to introduce the sport! In my competitive nature, we bought Cooper a bat, T & balls for his birthday so he could practice. He wasn't thrilled with the present at first, but now loves it and is hitting the pitches.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I had to insert the Dr. yearly check-up photos because I love to robes they give the kids:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzAtEa0WU990DKFDFqd40oi_zQB9CbeiM7Fihb9UBH8SN0D_7zCxogLvXyrExP0Uyt54WxwzXlI1irtWxGfvW0Hjy5T4zJtEXLzL2TxHHQuYhumrUGGDDLHqZ9X9cGp6lLR_gyZNOcb3TR/s1600/2011_051711-1-090010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzAtEa0WU990DKFDFqd40oi_zQB9CbeiM7Fihb9UBH8SN0D_7zCxogLvXyrExP0Uyt54WxwzXlI1irtWxGfvW0Hjy5T4zJtEXLzL2TxHHQuYhumrUGGDDLHqZ9X9cGp6lLR_gyZNOcb3TR/s640/2011_051711-1-090010.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">And Cooper is writing his name by himself now!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GsMi2pNpOqKTZ2bGfgo5oIOFvilA49YOEDN5U8dbBeWXJkKAD7BwemmzxwY7NS-FAVXdsk47NSYYrTp2dq43XfkIWPV7kGeBcC94GJL0ymY0bo58i6OfIeHuj8SIapcvoQeb1DLhH1EJ/s1600/2011_051711-1-090015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1GsMi2pNpOqKTZ2bGfgo5oIOFvilA49YOEDN5U8dbBeWXJkKAD7BwemmzxwY7NS-FAVXdsk47NSYYrTp2dq43XfkIWPV7kGeBcC94GJL0ymY0bo58i6OfIeHuj8SIapcvoQeb1DLhH1EJ/s640/2011_051711-1-090015.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Randy will complete his Orthopaedic Surgery Residency at the end of June - WAHOO! We've had many fun dinners with the Department Staff and fellow residents the past few months. Here he is at a dinner with the guys and Dr.s Marsh & Buckwalter after they were given custom Hawkeye scrub caps:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dJaXq9u-9Iax9-nxvFHqds96Ds6S7Y6ttOaJx69c18_IwWd9E-HGhlcZ7xbvNvzVda0N2xyDrHahLptiLPzMVlRPBhqz3kDIRchqDC0Uj1ZqktqM7NyOwDnaEefcUQT-9h-vHVXsDD_K/s1600/2011_051711-1-090025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dJaXq9u-9Iax9-nxvFHqds96Ds6S7Y6ttOaJx69c18_IwWd9E-HGhlcZ7xbvNvzVda0N2xyDrHahLptiLPzMVlRPBhqz3kDIRchqDC0Uj1ZqktqM7NyOwDnaEefcUQT-9h-vHVXsDD_K/s640/2011_051711-1-090025.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooper also played soccer this spring. What a difference a year makes! Last fall he and his buddies would dance and do cartwheels in the field instead of chase the ball. Now he is one of the fastest players on his team - and LOVES to score goals.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHwVbUkixDdSTkK6hJVZCu2fULVhSrIlANKD1_WoNZHhyphenhyphenWMq8JuNghYwXg415YFFfOE1_J5cg4GsKZJGjBE2e_wmAMjKDFk0dtVGQO8grT6dIHvQFx46gMfGwLu4ciu20J8Wcva8hrBHA/s1600/2011_051711-1-090030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHwVbUkixDdSTkK6hJVZCu2fULVhSrIlANKD1_WoNZHhyphenhyphenWMq8JuNghYwXg415YFFfOE1_J5cg4GsKZJGjBE2e_wmAMjKDFk0dtVGQO8grT6dIHvQFx46gMfGwLu4ciu20J8Wcva8hrBHA/s640/2011_051711-1-090030.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He did get a little discouraged when it was hot, or when his Dad told him he couldn't push the girls.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And for Cooper's birthday we went to a WATER PARK (per his insistent request). My good friends Heather, Darci & Jessica braved it with me as we maneuvered 9 kids, 4 toddlers & a baby. Here are a few of Coop's buddies who joined us:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNdfOD7YyqI1tZwqCUJPAwYO1U5-zjaXdy_w1PbV3xmmqdtuYELVb89DXe1-_-vn5HeT6HnUoGGAt5SjrKNktggAvxeIrjPbk1xMCiftdABK8gasYI91GzMEapw1VEZz8qomIVSmhqr8Bh/s1600/2011_051711-1-090041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNdfOD7YyqI1tZwqCUJPAwYO1U5-zjaXdy_w1PbV3xmmqdtuYELVb89DXe1-_-vn5HeT6HnUoGGAt5SjrKNktggAvxeIrjPbk1xMCiftdABK8gasYI91GzMEapw1VEZz8qomIVSmhqr8Bh/s640/2011_051711-1-090041.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIPFE7G-EO_CvMdd3pvvtJT2yQ-2sdcO9ylT3_NMbN-qquspNcIy48N2S9LcARv-xRiKnHRuIKdOKT_cT7Et2jkNJG9c3JC3U9HOt04Dy7ILPA0_-dmLBBAbDGd7QSbXitVPVQHVqTl12n/s1600/2011_051711-1-090074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIPFE7G-EO_CvMdd3pvvtJT2yQ-2sdcO9ylT3_NMbN-qquspNcIy48N2S9LcARv-xRiKnHRuIKdOKT_cT7Et2jkNJG9c3JC3U9HOt04Dy7ILPA0_-dmLBBAbDGd7QSbXitVPVQHVqTl12n/s640/2011_051711-1-090074.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">I can't go without posting at least a little pic of Caroline. Here she is with Cooper & Luke, ready for a t-ball game. She had just finished her LAST laser treatment for a while. What a tough princess!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73JQVzPeP6eCbORk9-pxzG8pGrL-ZrWnhBIDUPL6-VE4RAvFuHCMCLvwMJEblMcB2tix5MBwuz4kOR0nCWtaabme8ogSm_1VK0U_u3ZvcyDBbcLDhVl4VrJKmUknF-NWHpfeBH89OegOU/s1600/2011_051711-1-090101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73JQVzPeP6eCbORk9-pxzG8pGrL-ZrWnhBIDUPL6-VE4RAvFuHCMCLvwMJEblMcB2tix5MBwuz4kOR0nCWtaabme8ogSm_1VK0U_u3ZvcyDBbcLDhVl4VrJKmUknF-NWHpfeBH89OegOU/s640/2011_051711-1-090101.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div style="text-align: center;">And... I keep forgetting to post this because I NEVER seem to take pictures of myself (especially right now). If you've seen me you already know:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWYuJfAfbC71uMGHlC4GsQKRiwELRQg1yMHt3zKsemjwplblUqpexYhtTc_vQ0PvXldRDCmVFLrSwJQjbQZPzl13u7uiNZA9QWKg45pTr2kFSInwyBKce6wdZvALptVKD26DkoW1-aKeh/s1600/2011_051711-1-090120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWYuJfAfbC71uMGHlC4GsQKRiwELRQg1yMHt3zKsemjwplblUqpexYhtTc_vQ0PvXldRDCmVFLrSwJQjbQZPzl13u7uiNZA9QWKg45pTr2kFSInwyBKce6wdZvALptVKD26DkoW1-aKeh/s640/2011_051711-1-090120.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;">We have BABY #3 on the way! We are ecstatic for our 3rd little miracle. Lots of TLC from U of Iowa Hospital to get our family to where it is now. I feel so blessed! I am due October 21st with a baby BOY. Feeling pretty good but my doctor told me I had to cut the running a week ago - he didn't understand why I couldn't just lay around and get fat like I was suppose to.... um, do you not know me at all!! Besides, I gain about 55-60 lbs. each pregnancy, gaining weight is NEVER an issue.</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-14879366801830764842011-05-20T05:32:00.000-07:002011-05-20T05:32:05.576-07:00SALE & the Easter Bunny<div align="center"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Great news - We sold our house the first part of April! I knew it would all work out, even calming my realtor's worries that it may not sell in such a bad market. Who wouldn't want this charming house?! I'm going to miss the neighborhood, walking the pond, raising our children here... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I'll be over it once I don't have to be around for winter - hahahaha. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Here are the kids celebrating:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASG3ogLc6_NXWXWa8KH7a-wJUo474viQhSGXTRt9SncxvryI5EfeJHEWFN8h4gUuMDD8UYBmBDsb6lZeYAB0xApyGecwS7xv-ol3qirFxBMQDb0qRNLtgVxA87hz-e4kI32L4cALgYywL/s1600/2011_050111-1-090012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjASG3ogLc6_NXWXWa8KH7a-wJUo474viQhSGXTRt9SncxvryI5EfeJHEWFN8h4gUuMDD8UYBmBDsb6lZeYAB0xApyGecwS7xv-ol3qirFxBMQDb0qRNLtgVxA87hz-e4kI32L4cALgYywL/s640/2011_050111-1-090012.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">If you have been to my house you know I like it CLEAN but in honor of our house sale I let Cooper & CJ paint all afternoon and make a BIG mess (washable paints of course). I think I need to let my guard down a little more because Cooper kept saying it was the most fun he'd EVER had! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Sorry I'm such a clean freak little guy - I'll do better!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQNy8yf6KmSEEGDhzWpMOJgdEMKrqg8WotcBaSloqS66EI33Osaik-nG0Bn6Huc0iWJ2hQxEqo0PIKmWgn5u765eRYjRFh2GHSkksP-tmeOg4E6ZTf57eZkBmaxf8ELYV9beJwNWHi-KK/s1600/2011_050111-1-090031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQNy8yf6KmSEEGDhzWpMOJgdEMKrqg8WotcBaSloqS66EI33Osaik-nG0Bn6Huc0iWJ2hQxEqo0PIKmWgn5u765eRYjRFh2GHSkksP-tmeOg4E6ZTf57eZkBmaxf8ELYV9beJwNWHi-KK/s640/2011_050111-1-090031.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">This is what happens when a 2-year-old is given a pain brush... </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">and she likes to watch her mommoy put on makeup.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljGpG8arEMg8fCwsApJhkbbLJ_gVwSdC8HfWr9oh4TyeYWr9UG2VTU-kOjRl6oxqrtPFuvaLyO7GXpdKnqtEDNbrWePfNnbCjNz5e3m9f5WMZ_LacO-i96WyXz5R72rgAy-b_JjAyMcMq/s1600/2011_050111-1-090034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljGpG8arEMg8fCwsApJhkbbLJ_gVwSdC8HfWr9oh4TyeYWr9UG2VTU-kOjRl6oxqrtPFuvaLyO7GXpdKnqtEDNbrWePfNnbCjNz5e3m9f5WMZ_LacO-i96WyXz5R72rgAy-b_JjAyMcMq/s640/2011_050111-1-090034.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I LOVE that my children will allow me to place bunny ears on their heads </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">in order to find their Easter baskets! How long will they allow this torture?</div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDB71wELdU7lijar28oYU-fqbcGU5jw-ygBoXH9MIJdsnKhnV36GaEzaR9XR05OQ5MeFOzLeOR5GI242wOqlKtp6xwFy8sk5fhWwCielGeaRodBqTXevipEkPX0fUCQjfMl1k53V-7g5IV/s1600/2011_050111-1-090058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDB71wELdU7lijar28oYU-fqbcGU5jw-ygBoXH9MIJdsnKhnV36GaEzaR9XR05OQ5MeFOzLeOR5GI242wOqlKtp6xwFy8sk5fhWwCielGeaRodBqTXevipEkPX0fUCQjfMl1k53V-7g5IV/s640/2011_050111-1-090058.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Ah, the chase for CANDY - I remember it well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOyhk2WjMXdhaXnoH8AjHcjbHHieRxOB8VcVw6tON1KBE8F4EOr9uq9MEap40RNYw-p6IR0NVWtLsDDSlz1bBWOxid8GKCQpEa81y__RaaCeISuymK1rQVihEy1Y3oUg-ZsHgUSikK6i0/s1600/2011_050111-1-090062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOyhk2WjMXdhaXnoH8AjHcjbHHieRxOB8VcVw6tON1KBE8F4EOr9uq9MEap40RNYw-p6IR0NVWtLsDDSlz1bBWOxid8GKCQpEa81y__RaaCeISuymK1rQVihEy1Y3oUg-ZsHgUSikK6i0/s640/2011_050111-1-090062.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">Found it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixCtswq8ub-AxIBEmktSy3iBDEjPUgjrHITzAWCp-Fq7meUEcnwh4Ljclhxo8bcJKa2zlu8TiIj0mRKg8YXDHVZYctDH35G4uSGsWqH8YugUHgGL-aKAtpOPyEYDlCj0KZmPVtjGFbG60g/s1600/2011_050111-1-090065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixCtswq8ub-AxIBEmktSy3iBDEjPUgjrHITzAWCp-Fq7meUEcnwh4Ljclhxo8bcJKa2zlu8TiIj0mRKg8YXDHVZYctDH35G4uSGsWqH8YugUHgGL-aKAtpOPyEYDlCj0KZmPVtjGFbG60g/s640/2011_050111-1-090065.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And all hopped up on sugar we are FINALLY ready for church.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifVhFEHH6cdcKOcNE2TOckd31Zwfg0a4968gph5SL1kLEmKc9M6dNOCfo0QKkOREYKI1s3hXfoTAUWtDN7I1r6mmKndP2pZHCa4udDtWNb9mJ6kufonBSTUZUOJMF9AsNBawxXPvokU0FN/s1600/2011_050111-1-090075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifVhFEHH6cdcKOcNE2TOckd31Zwfg0a4968gph5SL1kLEmKc9M6dNOCfo0QKkOREYKI1s3hXfoTAUWtDN7I1r6mmKndP2pZHCa4udDtWNb9mJ6kufonBSTUZUOJMF9AsNBawxXPvokU0FN/s640/2011_050111-1-090075.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-74624247555000515542011-04-29T13:48:00.000-07:002011-04-29T13:48:31.376-07:00Caroline turns 2This month has been CRAZY busy. I know, welcome to my life, but it REALLY has (more information on this to come). <br />
Caroline turned 2 on April Fool's Day (no joking) so of course we had a party, GC weekend, between the last session and priesthood session. The kids searched for Easter eggs and we ate too much pizza, salad, cake, you know how it goes. Fun times.... Here are a few pics of what a PERSONALITY this girl is growing into:<br />
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<div align="center">This sweetie is ALWAYS up for a picture</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuFunGkPeh-ys5OlMeQ8Fz-eyt_WP1HHu060fXx3C_2CbOmKfQUu44MK231yhCtnnn7YAq5tRovwKejo0h3_Y7bqj8xh6Gw955fQjiGz6rJceNvxukSzLYTZqbHdws4EN0pjbImiYVxWI/s1600/2011_012911-1-090033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuFunGkPeh-ys5OlMeQ8Fz-eyt_WP1HHu060fXx3C_2CbOmKfQUu44MK231yhCtnnn7YAq5tRovwKejo0h3_Y7bqj8xh6Gw955fQjiGz6rJceNvxukSzLYTZqbHdws4EN0pjbImiYVxWI/s640/2011_012911-1-090033.JPG" width="425px" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> and is SUPER curious.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7aiV6Zx0A2xgSyr8I6xLat3LjuhdEuzJBgIUypJz0D_x1pQhc_s8zL1VLZ7UxE3daj9omC06KtaVQkkp327ZOA9ZfQZJcG5eWaEbB7BsXw79vf8DY4i5ECSm0_Jru4fVRCXkEKx4C3Dm/s1600/2011_030611-1-090153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7aiV6Zx0A2xgSyr8I6xLat3LjuhdEuzJBgIUypJz0D_x1pQhc_s8zL1VLZ7UxE3daj9omC06KtaVQkkp327ZOA9ZfQZJcG5eWaEbB7BsXw79vf8DY4i5ECSm0_Jru4fVRCXkEKx4C3Dm/s640/2011_030611-1-090153.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">If she wants something, she finds a WAY to get it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyvuY7PmeNDEy0O1yRGgjT_FoentHDWHqDtLMi4KzkEOeK3_cTsRxLLjNN1Nap8F9tmmeKHOSZB52DxqQjaaMfYrvsb6jC7eO3EeZeqfcgo7QYXkVvtZqp_RNvymsu7v1BdG9Yne5CGf62/s1600/2011_010711-1-090044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyvuY7PmeNDEy0O1yRGgjT_FoentHDWHqDtLMi4KzkEOeK3_cTsRxLLjNN1Nap8F9tmmeKHOSZB52DxqQjaaMfYrvsb6jC7eO3EeZeqfcgo7QYXkVvtZqp_RNvymsu7v1BdG9Yne5CGf62/s640/2011_010711-1-090044.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">She loves her friends! Yes, she already know who they are.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1NkIitp26aMZIG1_Pt2CAdLLW59eXjvuLLIPl3vhBeFzJjpvCxAQo00HdLYiGE5n20DS0Tt0HEBoRAT6thF3046YKu9EQO4dYjrywIrZt-avD58nJVf1WxQ34OiPStLms8n7yJP4nJOaK/s1600/2011_030611-1-090023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1NkIitp26aMZIG1_Pt2CAdLLW59eXjvuLLIPl3vhBeFzJjpvCxAQo00HdLYiGE5n20DS0Tt0HEBoRAT6thF3046YKu9EQO4dYjrywIrZt-avD58nJVf1WxQ34OiPStLms8n7yJP4nJOaK/s640/2011_030611-1-090023.JPG" width="426px" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Whatever Cooper gets to do, she wants to do... better.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQY7hAyHtrIQ6gZRFSWBUftWmZB4bHs7sXC9S9rrzDLbr0gK3BiCwhHDE2CbrHjYUFyRdNsPpWSA6NZlY2sylmqAO0ggjR31e0ih3aZgU2_fuR8LKrveApuckeqNwPKKwHiVaF-fQVLaO/s1600/2011_012911-1-090025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQY7hAyHtrIQ6gZRFSWBUftWmZB4bHs7sXC9S9rrzDLbr0gK3BiCwhHDE2CbrHjYUFyRdNsPpWSA6NZlY2sylmqAO0ggjR31e0ih3aZgU2_fuR8LKrveApuckeqNwPKKwHiVaF-fQVLaO/s640/2011_012911-1-090025.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I love my sassy little girl. Happy Birthday sweetheart!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-DDCoPcVMX-AB0LSadNiC8puBiU7HYSv8V9XneYKItiowGvNL2I-Sp6VAJNfIm0K9-nEWU2GIDpXLyNteqhb8Wj0kJnldTt_1qZ896UdTCTIQ7p6TA8WvuyRZTr1n3As7oJA4R0yS9zF/s1600/2011_030611-1-090189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8-DDCoPcVMX-AB0LSadNiC8puBiU7HYSv8V9XneYKItiowGvNL2I-Sp6VAJNfIm0K9-nEWU2GIDpXLyNteqhb8Wj0kJnldTt_1qZ896UdTCTIQ7p6TA8WvuyRZTr1n3As7oJA4R0yS9zF/s640/2011_030611-1-090189.JPG" width="640px" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-85155308051331206322011-03-21T19:58:00.000-07:002011-03-21T19:58:51.874-07:00Another Jock in the Family...<div style="text-align: center;">I had to post this... I know it's annoying when people go on and ON about their kids but this is MY blog, so I can if I WANT. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wanted to RUN to our Rec Center today where Cooper was having swimming lessons and he INSISTED on running with me. Ok, only 1/2 a mile, if that, no big deal. He ran the whole way and then swam his little heart out. THEN Randy came home and after dinner we decided to stick the kids in the bike trailer and go for a ride. Cooper wasn't having it and ARGUED that he could ride his BIG WHEEL just as fast as we could ride our BIKES. We wanted to ride to the movie store and back - a good 2+ miles - not a big deal for us. We decided to humor him until he got tired and wanted in the trailer (he calls it the BABY trailer). I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I took the rear of our caravan. His little legs just kept pumping and his upper body swayed back and forth when it got steep. Much to our surprise he PEDALED his little heart our, made it there AND BACK and then wanted to ride MORE. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I love my kids!!! Thanks for the entertaining afternoon of exercise Super Cooper!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YLioAy2eWqwBIU9GeMx7Jc0NmSG-TkuiXRc61qOqimPmPTov3-xdhPPSpM8vUvsv80XjjtxldaLg3ihH95yY_X4AzKNTyUDjVLhPK1sr7m-TxPhagpf_zEcSPhXB0MR9kfpfZb3g5en2/s1600/2011_030611-1-090182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YLioAy2eWqwBIU9GeMx7Jc0NmSG-TkuiXRc61qOqimPmPTov3-xdhPPSpM8vUvsv80XjjtxldaLg3ihH95yY_X4AzKNTyUDjVLhPK1sr7m-TxPhagpf_zEcSPhXB0MR9kfpfZb3g5en2/s640/2011_030611-1-090182.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-75979785376226884052011-03-10T05:40:00.000-08:002011-03-10T05:40:20.889-08:0010 Years TodayI have to give some LOVE to my #1 honey today - our 10 YEAR ANNIVERSARY is here! I could not have predicted our life together but I can't imagine anything else. Thank you for loving me and marrying me in the Temple FOREVER, for our 2 AMAZING children who teach me every day (mostly patience), thank you for seeing me when I look my WORST and still thinking I'm beautiful.<br />
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I love you Randy!<br />
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Since everything is in STORAGE right now, here are just a FEW pics down memory lane:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-64141419135676091882011-01-30T16:46:00.000-08:002011-01-30T16:46:08.486-08:00Christmas Catch-up & January<div style="text-align: center;">We've been BUSY! I know, that's life, right? But we've REALLY been busy! Our house went up for sale this week (sigh). I'm going to miss our sweet home where we brought 2 babies back from the hospital... so many changes since we bought it 4.5 years ago.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtanPaXaam0oL1Q74IlXvuDYq8Y-QoTOtaHC64ECprTBzmPfiiofHbC3C1IVZpN9GqXbXTPfyk7Q-Bco4I18FH5LPyFusgiWD9YV9H_ydM7i22ELed_jBpjhrqd-MdyupMXP2aaCXZFvAb/s1600/house+front.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtanPaXaam0oL1Q74IlXvuDYq8Y-QoTOtaHC64ECprTBzmPfiiofHbC3C1IVZpN9GqXbXTPfyk7Q-Bco4I18FH5LPyFusgiWD9YV9H_ydM7i22ELed_jBpjhrqd-MdyupMXP2aaCXZFvAb/s640/house+front.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">That means we've been CLEANING... carpets, walls, cupboards, ceilings, etc. I wish I had some before and after of my closets - I'm really quite proud of how organized they are now. </div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">But I've skipped over CHRISTMAS... so here are the kiddos Christmas Eve and Day:</div><div align="center">We got more snow Christmas Eve (perfect) so you know what that means :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7VGgWB3bPPapOXvZF3Wj7W6RuAmWpWcckkAEwDb5o2z089kp4r6YtMOlUVXTVk_r2qNZoVPa4zkmTmQt9KRYGn_z_-i6iw1X4YQAZnQrhfb-73XbFjo-NpTzRF1s1hsCxDT4OB5B1xxs/s1600/sledding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp7VGgWB3bPPapOXvZF3Wj7W6RuAmWpWcckkAEwDb5o2z089kp4r6YtMOlUVXTVk_r2qNZoVPa4zkmTmQt9KRYGn_z_-i6iw1X4YQAZnQrhfb-73XbFjo-NpTzRF1s1hsCxDT4OB5B1xxs/s640/sledding.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">And running around without a COAT for Cooper - crazy boy. The tempurature was in the teens when he kept running outside - I don't think he feels cold sometimes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2plmild0ae9NzAY55G6tONTt8msYwwTG7YBriLhLzpjz_CM9z1X4Z8d1Ckf85VbLNjXR8pB2-ndxKjSqfdvcUA89AudayacBLBDYj8_pvqH_BZ2QDdEAlfdATrQnkiRBSd1TzWr_Xwk_/s1600/snowball.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2plmild0ae9NzAY55G6tONTt8msYwwTG7YBriLhLzpjz_CM9z1X4Z8d1Ckf85VbLNjXR8pB2-ndxKjSqfdvcUA89AudayacBLBDYj8_pvqH_BZ2QDdEAlfdATrQnkiRBSd1TzWr_Xwk_/s640/snowball.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas morning in our humble abode after Santa visited:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0x4WAS-TUG8sFzTak5Ae1MMWIFxJITy42KkxR4Cn3wL74ilhCdJrfoYJXClb42LQDiD1b_LVYrbOAW2AyYIfBQKbhbZTTTXqOZxO6eURiO0-kYmnyESBX79NLAoMfmMebzgfZrlt5vm7/s1600/christmas+morning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0x4WAS-TUG8sFzTak5Ae1MMWIFxJITy42KkxR4Cn3wL74ilhCdJrfoYJXClb42LQDiD1b_LVYrbOAW2AyYIfBQKbhbZTTTXqOZxO6eURiO0-kYmnyESBX79NLAoMfmMebzgfZrlt5vm7/s640/christmas+morning.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I think the biggest hit were the tents for Caroline & Cooper (told you Randy).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO5TXbRVxvqZafyB346MDmPiqvJesUaMLWHdHzkAqUvI6GPVSX2K361OiiDymh9sFbdePJSiq0_ab6rILC8VdLqg94nbE_NkioKo1LUhBFIn-DwR23Ot6rWIK1Udj-sfU9nPgFoEsrXuyq/s1600/tent.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO5TXbRVxvqZafyB346MDmPiqvJesUaMLWHdHzkAqUvI6GPVSX2K361OiiDymh9sFbdePJSiq0_ab6rILC8VdLqg94nbE_NkioKo1LUhBFIn-DwR23Ot6rWIK1Udj-sfU9nPgFoEsrXuyq/s640/tent.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Ahh, another succesful holiday. Cooper is already talking about what he wants NEXT Christmas. I'm counting on that he will forget most, if not all, of the items he wants right now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi22Gk6RHeossmgh_CrWOYCoAcNt299X6bOYnNkh9k2LSSg_Bp73wgQW4u5xUhxBYUz2VbdyHSgQ-xT3Fug4yR3tmr1U2ArT1lkIJVNnF7W1ttI2_WbrgczXBbN8O8AxKpA4OwkkhWkDuVZ/s1600/happy+kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi22Gk6RHeossmgh_CrWOYCoAcNt299X6bOYnNkh9k2LSSg_Bp73wgQW4u5xUhxBYUz2VbdyHSgQ-xT3Fug4yR3tmr1U2ArT1lkIJVNnF7W1ttI2_WbrgczXBbN8O8AxKpA4OwkkhWkDuVZ/s640/happy+kids.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-75042578299373062362010-12-25T05:43:00.000-08:002010-12-25T05:43:46.352-08:00Merry Christmas!<div style="text-align: center;">Wishing you and your family a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</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/AVvXsEj7Q0VHsbYiejtyVvOK_pciBKESA8TOz6dJG097gQLyrzLwv_09AZlIw8UnGIlRqiuJb-IEkkizfRjeU3D8BDYGvoIVl49JnKsJWmw1VLgVcn5FesojcWpKgcne_hbNVqNiBtHYYUMDTSTr/s1600/2010_111311-1-090007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Q0VHsbYiejtyVvOK_pciBKESA8TOz6dJG097gQLyrzLwv_09AZlIw8UnGIlRqiuJb-IEkkizfRjeU3D8BDYGvoIVl49JnKsJWmw1VLgVcn5FesojcWpKgcne_hbNVqNiBtHYYUMDTSTr/s640/2010_111311-1-090007.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoaVQxibqcAK2wxbiijtU13SO3JI6_GwcETfUI3t41PQd-68gw7mfLMsZvxLKStr0MIBkYKANNBQ3Zf_tLE7PQnZyFI3v4F3-IF5dmS1iYq9rb5mmEInMNWa_4x3xoVhYgI9T3mnu7gyrU/s1600/2010_111311-1-090008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoaVQxibqcAK2wxbiijtU13SO3JI6_GwcETfUI3t41PQd-68gw7mfLMsZvxLKStr0MIBkYKANNBQ3Zf_tLE7PQnZyFI3v4F3-IF5dmS1iYq9rb5mmEInMNWa_4x3xoVhYgI9T3mnu7gyrU/s640/2010_111311-1-090008.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I am thankful for my sweet little boy, who is growing up too fast. When I tell him to slow down he laughs at me and asks if I will cry. I tell him eventually and he laughs some more. <br />
Here he is taking swim lessons at our Rec. Center. He loves the water.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuMCzhXvUYSKzd-ST2uDzxhrCDz8WrbRBCi2KiB0JhOknPtcqstZFXtshJ0pJCJFC4s7HnD2WD9Cb5c9xJrABreXXnroWD3mEaqdAqp1fkoqObVSjFAe0vO1TlsPl8byPtFF_Q6sfxrVZ6/s1600/2010_111311-1-090031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuMCzhXvUYSKzd-ST2uDzxhrCDz8WrbRBCi2KiB0JhOknPtcqstZFXtshJ0pJCJFC4s7HnD2WD9Cb5c9xJrABreXXnroWD3mEaqdAqp1fkoqObVSjFAe0vO1TlsPl8byPtFF_Q6sfxrVZ6/s640/2010_111311-1-090031.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I am thankful for my strong little girl. I knew she was a fighter from the womb but I'm amazed at how tough she is every day. Cooper wrestles with her and she thinks it's the best thing in the world. She's always so tough when she gets her laser treatments done - back to her old self by mid morning.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1VY1PaN5DhYOS6HNeLUM2lG8nV8iUlHQ2SDmKhBeWcLJBeSna4zcI3PwwX3-aiJkJESwSyQLUZD_CE7WNP-IDsCD4gkra9FpMnKSMykb2mlA_yJdaI-tMrWdtpZdKpZxIXu0nVmZSxGGe/s1600/2010_111311-1-090018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1VY1PaN5DhYOS6HNeLUM2lG8nV8iUlHQ2SDmKhBeWcLJBeSna4zcI3PwwX3-aiJkJESwSyQLUZD_CE7WNP-IDsCD4gkra9FpMnKSMykb2mlA_yJdaI-tMrWdtpZdKpZxIXu0nVmZSxGGe/s640/2010_111311-1-090018.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
I am thankful for my husband. He WANTED to take me to the Notre Dame vs. Utah game even when all of his friends where flying SOLO. We had a great time despite a tragic loss - I always have a great time with you, honey!<br />
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</div><div align="center">I am thankful for friends. Here are a few but I have many more who are so supportive and caring. They are my family that I CHOSE and I love you all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyaemfjPyUBP4MEqzeVoVLDKzWERiWTn-9w47IZkETRGkM6uzXDvabyU2ASjg21-EaICtwZimqvFbzsnxf9SS1yj-iPWKZqr0kokfvcVAY-dDz4b34VMnubaI_jOQnbyPRukHZ82qKHcw/s1600/100_3037+10k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="484" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipyaemfjPyUBP4MEqzeVoVLDKzWERiWTn-9w47IZkETRGkM6uzXDvabyU2ASjg21-EaICtwZimqvFbzsnxf9SS1yj-iPWKZqr0kokfvcVAY-dDz4b34VMnubaI_jOQnbyPRukHZ82qKHcw/s640/100_3037+10k.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-1284982267780785272010-11-24T12:26:00.000-08:002010-11-24T12:26:23.753-08:00Halloween Fun<div style="text-align: center;">In Iowa there is a place called Bloomsbury Farm. I've heard about it each year but never went. Well, this was our last chance so Randy and I packed up the kids, he was a good sport, and spent the day getting lost in corn mazes, shooting corncob cannons, and playing in corn kernels.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKETZp0PLLh0lQ7BxWVA8Plwa8PcwB6dlmF04bj8UjAh8L-RBEp9EmSw_mCvtQJyk55iG4xXYCVqEN_yD2jinJKghVxtTZDPLIQFy5L7JEMwbYSnDJVNdzgXO01LZNV9dun-jyNC8yKpn9/s1600/2010_103111-1-090096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKETZp0PLLh0lQ7BxWVA8Plwa8PcwB6dlmF04bj8UjAh8L-RBEp9EmSw_mCvtQJyk55iG4xXYCVqEN_yD2jinJKghVxtTZDPLIQFy5L7JEMwbYSnDJVNdzgXO01LZNV9dun-jyNC8yKpn9/s640/2010_103111-1-090096.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgupz2Sri_C6PFraWHKyLQ3lkh0MgYj6x1_iGrWVUmZPt9MoOAKhySDgbc14_QVDKCBHUtjcgh7KFmoEXjWoVXkXlUj8xJ1_QDEvF7A4KLAjeA84qk8mjMwF4XkEKk3qgcsPf7hOoJiqLjU/s1600/2010_103111-1-090099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgupz2Sri_C6PFraWHKyLQ3lkh0MgYj6x1_iGrWVUmZPt9MoOAKhySDgbc14_QVDKCBHUtjcgh7KFmoEXjWoVXkXlUj8xJ1_QDEvF7A4KLAjeA84qk8mjMwF4XkEKk3qgcsPf7hOoJiqLjU/s640/2010_103111-1-090099.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">Caroline amazes me at what a good sport she is. Cooper can wrestle her to the ground, jump on her, etc. and she will still laugh and think he's the greatest playmate.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimFjs95ugJXhRsnzW9Oe608suEZSMB6iZQHWJuQW1BlBohosIyIKyfPZr7Tj0D06u07AZ1tgt_fMIzy48bd1B8rYfqLCGmTam34eSpgsO8dmaLimLI4sqtRIIqRBv9ebw3VCKsqLnvJ8_/s1600/2010_103111-1-090086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhimFjs95ugJXhRsnzW9Oe608suEZSMB6iZQHWJuQW1BlBohosIyIKyfPZr7Tj0D06u07AZ1tgt_fMIzy48bd1B8rYfqLCGmTam34eSpgsO8dmaLimLI4sqtRIIqRBv9ebw3VCKsqLnvJ8_/s640/2010_103111-1-090086.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Family picture moment:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk2V5B9sPoXC_S3ZKUO7mFHmJzbhG2JyIj-c-l0iiqIYXS2yYUjw9ANpBkG_YLtZz4sRmGaYwnh152KElKUx9YhHX8rv05gLg2o43eYgw2UzYy-6daiHTZoopW8hCpEWlLN_Xio3ow2Om/s1600/2010_103111-1-090101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKk2V5B9sPoXC_S3ZKUO7mFHmJzbhG2JyIj-c-l0iiqIYXS2yYUjw9ANpBkG_YLtZz4sRmGaYwnh152KElKUx9YhHX8rv05gLg2o43eYgw2UzYy-6daiHTZoopW8hCpEWlLN_Xio3ow2Om/s640/2010_103111-1-090101.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is just a random picture of CJ I snapped while the two of us were at the mall together (Cooper was at preschool). We had some time to waste so I let her walk around and just followed. She had so much fun looking in the windows at the displays and I know she felt like a big girl to be out of the stroller.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocunNVsqv2jj_POaQJt8VrE0ASfAObYiDkGz7nh7SzDq2CAEBdrVk5DnH8oz39N99ollJ-Xo0xFEveJU8XGU4SWRzVRfbJHufI-CqrUvQqMDpHPE5a5kr_llObU7xqiJt4P3m-aY1jtXS/s1600/2010_103111-1-090136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhocunNVsqv2jj_POaQJt8VrE0ASfAObYiDkGz7nh7SzDq2CAEBdrVk5DnH8oz39N99ollJ-Xo0xFEveJU8XGU4SWRzVRfbJHufI-CqrUvQqMDpHPE5a5kr_llObU7xqiJt4P3m-aY1jtXS/s640/2010_103111-1-090136.JPG" width="532" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I planned the Medical Partners Halloween Party this year and it was so much fun!! To plan it and to attend. We frosted sugar cookies, made "ghosts", colored treat bags, put on spooky tatoos and ate pizza. I love this party because it's at the hospital so Randy was able to stop by between surgical cases and snap a picture with us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpF-J2YR_m3smk8MMP84uDyGXysteVU9hFGAmVYsddTyAZYlxWO0DKj2LK62ovB3sdDB_xUQ1Ca5VoVxDeNnURz98AbufskL48CIsttxeunptKqeH6HRWSwdziPCpbfCvZKfft026C8DM/s1600/2010_103111-1-090154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpF-J2YR_m3smk8MMP84uDyGXysteVU9hFGAmVYsddTyAZYlxWO0DKj2LK62ovB3sdDB_xUQ1Ca5VoVxDeNnURz98AbufskL48CIsttxeunptKqeH6HRWSwdziPCpbfCvZKfft026C8DM/s640/2010_103111-1-090154.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We went to several parties but I guess we were having too much fun because the this is the BEST picture I took of my children in their costumes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXVRS98b-uzjindCxKGfqyFx-44sBShdFwOrac_4CLQziU6GnyfpErlIWH1Q76e4LiaAm6Yu-HNXOnMllMOXY1tVQ77HwD1mr3rWFLfsuQm1E8Lu9kKzP1HA4zzQ_zKWz06RV1EP_iEjK/s1600/2010_103111-1-090230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaXVRS98b-uzjindCxKGfqyFx-44sBShdFwOrac_4CLQziU6GnyfpErlIWH1Q76e4LiaAm6Yu-HNXOnMllMOXY1tVQ77HwD1mr3rWFLfsuQm1E8Lu9kKzP1HA4zzQ_zKWz06RV1EP_iEjK/s640/2010_103111-1-090230.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">I dressed up as Wendy and Randy was a pirate but can you believe I didn't take a single picture with me camera! I will have to get it from a friend who did and post it later. Randy let me put eyeliner on him and everything. I love Halloween.</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-787102799652620602010-11-19T20:00:00.000-08:002010-11-19T20:00:54.435-08:00Support the Utes<div style="text-align: center;">I wanted to post our Utah vs. Iowa State experience even though UTAH has been grossly disappointing as of late :( I had high hopes for the rivalry game this year, but we will see... </div><div style="text-align: center;">November 27th.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our good friend and fellow resident of Randy's, Bryan, is an Ames, Iowa native. He scored us some tickets and, in true Iowa style, we tailgated with friends before the game.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWiRSM6GfCfzRXzbBvXqTzchzcnEXkuuJHbI9fi6ShQdN0hu76zX44C9WdgWpRiOG0niHhsH1uLyR7At1gJ_Z31oYq8BLnLSGlJwe3OOO0BtL608uI6kErXD8Ss5wIdFDv0CNj4M3QGoq/s1600/2010_101011-1-090045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKWiRSM6GfCfzRXzbBvXqTzchzcnEXkuuJHbI9fi6ShQdN0hu76zX44C9WdgWpRiOG0niHhsH1uLyR7At1gJ_Z31oYq8BLnLSGlJwe3OOO0BtL608uI6kErXD8Ss5wIdFDv0CNj4M3QGoq/s640/2010_101011-1-090045.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">I love that Caroline is reaching for the pizza in this picture.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And Cooper tried to reach for something else when I wasn't looking. He'll catch on that moms see everything:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25p_iCY22eF_PG9W5iFohekML1wdMuNasQ5cqdQO3KqBrizsK9xlZAW4UohoxFCRP8JGa7huzK3l3wwRPhN3WwnO0s8A68oqIQxCLpsRks1sTM7UKR2maY5mEiPeQxXS1V6gTR-7EGYpY/s1600/2010_101011-1-090049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj25p_iCY22eF_PG9W5iFohekML1wdMuNasQ5cqdQO3KqBrizsK9xlZAW4UohoxFCRP8JGa7huzK3l3wwRPhN3WwnO0s8A68oqIQxCLpsRks1sTM7UKR2maY5mEiPeQxXS1V6gTR-7EGYpY/s640/2010_101011-1-090049.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Want to know the best way to keep kids happy at a football game? Get them a bottomless fountain drink:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KoEBy-5oNKu-T8BcTaHcAjny3B8rC5y7hOQr6XYPUmEDkidoeSf39_ExXCkvLwOegf484GlJopcb-B8WEn1Te425iOCxdkTsL20xuYUeYZSOqf7H8coXzurEqnpNStC5OzHhhnKioFLp/s1600/2010_101011-1-090076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6KoEBy-5oNKu-T8BcTaHcAjny3B8rC5y7hOQr6XYPUmEDkidoeSf39_ExXCkvLwOegf484GlJopcb-B8WEn1Te425iOCxdkTsL20xuYUeYZSOqf7H8coXzurEqnpNStC5OzHhhnKioFLp/s640/2010_101011-1-090076.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">You would think they had never been exposed to soda! I think this kept them both busy for a good 1/2 hour.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And here I am with my good buddie, Kara, and her sweet baby girl. When we moved to Iowa 4+ years ago neither of us had children. Wow, how life has changed!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFN8reTwoxhU0ZUJDezdB_Eqkaf4nU2wIFrXnjvGpaTMb43-V1_SKmMeVW7yOHJhUMmr-oiVFYGlzresSjFHev5AmpTO-tru_0DpOl9TcZ6V5szW3OiaCE-TWFH2jPJUW0zjLSoxNOiLZ/s1600/2010_101011-1-090077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRFN8reTwoxhU0ZUJDezdB_Eqkaf4nU2wIFrXnjvGpaTMb43-V1_SKmMeVW7yOHJhUMmr-oiVFYGlzresSjFHev5AmpTO-tru_0DpOl9TcZ6V5szW3OiaCE-TWFH2jPJUW0zjLSoxNOiLZ/s640/2010_101011-1-090077.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">One last cute picture of the munchkins - and the final score was Utah-68 Iowa State-27.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAW6_b1FzqLGXPbgWNZqduRf4LpS2YftfTVzdx9ajuJubs2SZWPdzty96Tcchz0EMhFYRshsWqA1WrQbxYDE4_M5oiDGLewNFuPFBwM7Rqw382dUEpg4AvchL12u0joitg2Af8DtJnmWAb/s1600/2010_101011-1-090071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAW6_b1FzqLGXPbgWNZqduRf4LpS2YftfTVzdx9ajuJubs2SZWPdzty96Tcchz0EMhFYRshsWqA1WrQbxYDE4_M5oiDGLewNFuPFBwM7Rqw382dUEpg4AvchL12u0joitg2Af8DtJnmWAb/s640/2010_101011-1-090071.JPG" width="426" /></a></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-51753673966990619152010-11-16T12:14:00.000-08:002010-11-16T12:14:18.722-08:00October Begins<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY23mmYLQppxC-pRIB_NZWtaoJ0bsmmbMgJR7iLS28ScMLLLcrGwaV7mne3eSVYkYBeCfqS6H5E6VSkdLay0RHUT0mcpo2QQxWoO0wAVCCcTJ75sy6AZVIOxCq2FC5wIW10YoR6CgSWtFv/s1600/coop+-+soccer+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY23mmYLQppxC-pRIB_NZWtaoJ0bsmmbMgJR7iLS28ScMLLLcrGwaV7mne3eSVYkYBeCfqS6H5E6VSkdLay0RHUT0mcpo2QQxWoO0wAVCCcTJ75sy6AZVIOxCq2FC5wIW10YoR6CgSWtFv/s640/coop+-+soccer+2010.jpg" width="452" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">In October Cooper played on his FIRST soccer team - all 3 and 4 year-olds. Most of the time Cooper wanted to dance on the field and do cartwheels instead of run after the ball. Randy made it to one of the games, but couldn't understand how I could watch him goof off and dance so much. He told Cooper that the other team were all "bad guys" and he had to NOT let them get the ball in the net. Cooper marched to the goal and stood with his arms out to make sure that didn't happen. But then he wouldn't move. His Coach asked what he was doing and he told him, "I'm not going to let the bad guys win, coach." Way to teach your 3-year-old, right? We decided to CHILL out and just let him play after that. By the last game he was in there kicking the ball - I think next year will be much better - but I did like laughing at his performances.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxU2xt7b1rWpL3KaIEjw20HCZL1TmAD7yjGKV74iRjdzHs3jYE8HRY0o3SNMHsiyvzvxOOa5pQqEZHTGRozCLLoJR_PWV3cNGu1pKTldEq3hPwOUCqkEwPc6kYo-eoCtWonzgjWALoPxjE/s1600/soccer+stud.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxU2xt7b1rWpL3KaIEjw20HCZL1TmAD7yjGKV74iRjdzHs3jYE8HRY0o3SNMHsiyvzvxOOa5pQqEZHTGRozCLLoJR_PWV3cNGu1pKTldEq3hPwOUCqkEwPc6kYo-eoCtWonzgjWALoPxjE/s640/soccer+stud.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div align="center">We visited a few pumpkin patches in October. Here are a few of my favorite pictures of the kids:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicG2U7g_JbhuJ3GjFGwr6Bne5_SS45i4a4j-30qHA9JD1QfJpm3vUhCC9UzwWBYrZWSfJCVfFBahYR33fC5rEUpwWWTTRov0rtBUgLlN9HvnzRtn-5buLPw67j6mp0CX7Hx0M67E6yDggg/s1600/2010_100211-1-090174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="532" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicG2U7g_JbhuJ3GjFGwr6Bne5_SS45i4a4j-30qHA9JD1QfJpm3vUhCC9UzwWBYrZWSfJCVfFBahYR33fC5rEUpwWWTTRov0rtBUgLlN9HvnzRtn-5buLPw67j6mp0CX7Hx0M67E6yDggg/s640/2010_100211-1-090174.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ16bdxG2xMw83YnDSfZDJkm_7r4sDtlxw_And0uv0H0_cU2ynFXDszmOlU6Y0VKM4YJozykxzcun2jMGqKjc0Nb9cpRY9bQEnNw1j8KHxQ2DrM12fG1JTwPCIqeA38mqGeYPe4AxzqJdz/s1600/2010_100211-1-090167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ16bdxG2xMw83YnDSfZDJkm_7r4sDtlxw_And0uv0H0_cU2ynFXDszmOlU6Y0VKM4YJozykxzcun2jMGqKjc0Nb9cpRY9bQEnNw1j8KHxQ2DrM12fG1JTwPCIqeA38mqGeYPe4AxzqJdz/s640/2010_100211-1-090167.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ThkcI8ZSc3WBPx3yJgFMJlSTYkHwnrPmKsvTTEAsNWTfw0Md9y2iopNUYoPPTI9iPo4jv0kcuwn6tFrPIGbqXeGFps82F1t72wR0dLdukQRUF4bLwrmNktJ0PVVYX4sMkT68Xa9jiX6t/s1600/2010_100211-1-090188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="532" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ThkcI8ZSc3WBPx3yJgFMJlSTYkHwnrPmKsvTTEAsNWTfw0Md9y2iopNUYoPPTI9iPo4jv0kcuwn6tFrPIGbqXeGFps82F1t72wR0dLdukQRUF4bLwrmNktJ0PVVYX4sMkT68Xa9jiX6t/s640/2010_100211-1-090188.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">I can't believe they actually sat still for me on this last one - so cute! I have a hard time capturing these moments because my camera is TOO SLOW :)</div><div align="center">More on October to come...</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-45432076289598755152010-11-09T05:07:00.000-08:002010-11-09T05:07:12.906-08:00Meet me in Saint Louis<div style="text-align: center;">If you've never been to St. Louis you are MISSING OUT! Randy had a conference there in September and the kids & I tagged along for a quick weekend trip with him. I WISH we would have stayed longer because this city has some great FREE things to do for families. But, trying to squeeze it all in... here's what we did:</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">There is an amazing Children's Museum that puts ours in Iowa to SHAME and since I have a membership we were able to get in FREE. My friend, Shawn, and her children joined us while here husband was at the conference as well. Here's Caroline and Jane playing in the "house".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6T8tT9lOlRg6Z1AIiuUzYfoOO-U9fOitW8WUHfq-aeJwSOuY18B-fQuNIK96TXWBiIYUijwiuD96PXLPQIAfXvVPrtIVve3OUserT9r04Vxw8KKu_5IYXrh0WZVC4O7ZRuXsUeGEtiJrZ/s1600/2010_090511-1-090026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6T8tT9lOlRg6Z1AIiuUzYfoOO-U9fOitW8WUHfq-aeJwSOuY18B-fQuNIK96TXWBiIYUijwiuD96PXLPQIAfXvVPrtIVve3OUserT9r04Vxw8KKu_5IYXrh0WZVC4O7ZRuXsUeGEtiJrZ/s640/2010_090511-1-090026.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">There was also a GIANT beanstalk that snaked up 3 flights of stairs. Cooper couldn't get enough of it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_FcrPdEQrDy7m-2S6AjGbwEMZg_R8dcDIaOyUI-eS67kedeRQe2y-AK4D_i8iagrLkxu_qnJr3r1liTllDPvaqhFEWsegEvrypaLDnmmB38WXQ4IwEz9gg1BflLzgrlK5AEp77hdCFCi/s1600/2010_090511-1-090076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX_FcrPdEQrDy7m-2S6AjGbwEMZg_R8dcDIaOyUI-eS67kedeRQe2y-AK4D_i8iagrLkxu_qnJr3r1liTllDPvaqhFEWsegEvrypaLDnmmB38WXQ4IwEz9gg1BflLzgrlK5AEp77hdCFCi/s640/2010_090511-1-090076.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">There were water rooms, a maze, slides, an outdoor pond and all kinds of things. We only had the morning, ate lunch and then were off to the Zoo, which was also FREE.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqB_9KWJUqZ_1zzol5FvUwb219umvwrM7kQ_ztuehN5R05Rpfs4eUCTL2vNCL1ih64bm02c2e8dd2E94z53dZlyjVYKqgRenqHzLgQ-wXsh8HCY4m15_-Z-HyjtorP9usXtNBggRAq9i-v/s1600/2010_090511-1-090079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqB_9KWJUqZ_1zzol5FvUwb219umvwrM7kQ_ztuehN5R05Rpfs4eUCTL2vNCL1ih64bm02c2e8dd2E94z53dZlyjVYKqgRenqHzLgQ-wXsh8HCY4m15_-Z-HyjtorP9usXtNBggRAq9i-v/s640/2010_090511-1-090079.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lots of cool animals to see. The day was HOT and STICKY so we all appreciated the drinking fountains.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmm7ZqLLFoklmlcbfbvorMroDnC3fRBFNJAqOVqLYvTW71pMgezsXPGWXgoYGfXucZfBXHCDrHXXBBHSjjBtRkmDndz_i5wsp4_9isNbYkqD0cUgqWdkCd8OeihjIowmJP7qJJWqAMIRQ/s1600/2010_090511-1-090086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="452" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQmm7ZqLLFoklmlcbfbvorMroDnC3fRBFNJAqOVqLYvTW71pMgezsXPGWXgoYGfXucZfBXHCDrHXXBBHSjjBtRkmDndz_i5wsp4_9isNbYkqD0cUgqWdkCd8OeihjIowmJP7qJJWqAMIRQ/s640/2010_090511-1-090086.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Already it was time to pick-up our guys then we went downtown and grabbed dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory (not free).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We snapped a picture by the ARCH (arch not shown, too big to fit) and drove home, whew - I'm tired just remembering this!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihsGSeuhNheqx9ijldFYqJoCy6UItiB4SVLWnbgAsHMjaPyoKe1icdLx278uKYSc65pnO30wilHT8rvsRqOmYGGHl_-J_8zJx-Hn1eWPDfLXqaycslfBYETC3afSxt-QmbH4MXj0Innshv/s1600/2010_090511-1-090098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihsGSeuhNheqx9ijldFYqJoCy6UItiB4SVLWnbgAsHMjaPyoKe1icdLx278uKYSc65pnO30wilHT8rvsRqOmYGGHl_-J_8zJx-Hn1eWPDfLXqaycslfBYETC3afSxt-QmbH4MXj0Innshv/s640/2010_090511-1-090098.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">So if you have a chance to go to this city, take it, you won't regret your choice. Just watch where you park. Despite all of our FREE activities I did get a parking ticket at the Zoo - oops!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-13962813335497814432010-11-05T12:22:00.000-07:002010-11-05T12:22:49.793-07:00Fall Events<div style="text-align: center;">I'm determined that I am NOT going to skip through any photos this year, so I know it is NOVEMBER and it's getting COLD, but I promise that I will get caught up on our adventures this month. Ok, I said it, now I have to DO it.</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">We had so much fun at Wilson's Apple Orchard this year - I'm going to miss it next fall! THIS pictures is why boys should not be left to their own devises:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1reX2jWaZ1lh1D1GpXFDS8BvEZr6T1VfkUW7WnfpKsdRyi6220AlTkHVA8HM-T-nDWAVVjhsyvsrq9Fi8-Ig4XE_YO11SNk0t9lglq0VnDd4itQquQh2MYnX7BD0YYjbkoDDZhSwlOTd/s1600/2010_091111-1-090003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1reX2jWaZ1lh1D1GpXFDS8BvEZr6T1VfkUW7WnfpKsdRyi6220AlTkHVA8HM-T-nDWAVVjhsyvsrq9Fi8-Ig4XE_YO11SNk0t9lglq0VnDd4itQquQh2MYnX7BD0YYjbkoDDZhSwlOTd/s640/2010_091111-1-090003.JPG" width="425" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seriously, three doctors, you think they would have thought of a better way.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And who doesn't LOVE room to run and play. Do you remember the last time when you felt this carefree:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBhazTDTSNA_p_EgE4V8izl-jDZQ7Gh8V3S4X0C-praXVfxYHxKhokXuW1gZLCCi2GzlxuBPwS38rc9Adr6p3hl1ni8YtiuvKJwBPPK5N49E3pj33KJpo7JN2Wnw9LwAn2f2iN_fKSl5W/s1600/2010_091111-1-090013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBhazTDTSNA_p_EgE4V8izl-jDZQ7Gh8V3S4X0C-praXVfxYHxKhokXuW1gZLCCi2GzlxuBPwS38rc9Adr6p3hl1ni8YtiuvKJwBPPK5N49E3pj33KJpo7JN2Wnw9LwAn2f2iN_fKSl5W/s640/2010_091111-1-090013.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center">I know I should not let Cooper run with a stick, but have you seen how he likes to climb and jump off everything? The stick is the least of my worries with him.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Miss Caroline is her own little person. She LOVES to follow Cooper around, but also doesn't mind sitting by herself - so independent!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJTm4vL-GCHhTncfOUtIvQZ-BB4-Pm3OskozIJ8YtEB9wQ2GiObLIMrvPgblcWBWqKWAf5RxK8utkRdJiZO9fRcDXYcGdtJ2-oLgsSctmNRnmWPUHOdJnFjvNegLAqwG28jdPsydnXh8d/s1600/2010_091111-1-090021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNJTm4vL-GCHhTncfOUtIvQZ-BB4-Pm3OskozIJ8YtEB9wQ2GiObLIMrvPgblcWBWqKWAf5RxK8utkRdJiZO9fRcDXYcGdtJ2-oLgsSctmNRnmWPUHOdJnFjvNegLAqwG28jdPsydnXh8d/s640/2010_091111-1-090021.JPG" width="364" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Two little munchkins - they're BOTH smiling and looking at the camera - hooray!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgznuCF-pQZAe_axB8wpEOuKo32KTqEJSntHyBk7GG4-43WhOntjYDImA_KR-Orr3Is94o4O-1P3n1td9NiZqv0NTxxfxQLGb87MBOb70qI_WkGwo9T7pcmcAZed4WgmCuav5DRtmurM8ZN/s1600/2010_091111-1-090035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgznuCF-pQZAe_axB8wpEOuKo32KTqEJSntHyBk7GG4-43WhOntjYDImA_KR-Orr3Is94o4O-1P3n1td9NiZqv0NTxxfxQLGb87MBOb70qI_WkGwo9T7pcmcAZed4WgmCuav5DRtmurM8ZN/s640/2010_091111-1-090035.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">We also went to the DENTIST in September - a first fo C.J.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPw41exB3p0v3f_Cv-8d4x_074qH2xooN7Z05SkB16Ta48lmLIB6Qe2ymy_4mZkXvWND_jifqSsJJ0lAiY4Hc1NnUFahVk3F15T623RZVLzb6CvzHy9QtrTSOkh7mkbjf_k04x-SecHTc/s1600/2010_091111-1-090078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPw41exB3p0v3f_Cv-8d4x_074qH2xooN7Z05SkB16Ta48lmLIB6Qe2ymy_4mZkXvWND_jifqSsJJ0lAiY4Hc1NnUFahVk3F15T623RZVLzb6CvzHy9QtrTSOkh7mkbjf_k04x-SecHTc/s640/2010_091111-1-090078.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsT9PinMfH7iWiE8B8Cm0a7TZ56klbmquhQf0QWnnFqpLd8wCAYvG4SGRfgslEt54PUyXfCNvs7ya1YKnKRz8qNtLhCIO6eOyhSZH4Yl8VY75pG_1EcNMTwKFhkDGFkSf3PfsLNvT0bv2z/s1600/2010_091111-1-090074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsT9PinMfH7iWiE8B8Cm0a7TZ56klbmquhQf0QWnnFqpLd8wCAYvG4SGRfgslEt54PUyXfCNvs7ya1YKnKRz8qNtLhCIO6eOyhSZH4Yl8VY75pG_1EcNMTwKFhkDGFkSf3PfsLNvT0bv2z/s640/2010_091111-1-090074.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooper is a PRO, so I knew he would do great, but Caroline surprised me. She SCREAMS every time Randy or I brush her teeth like it's the first time. You think twice a day and she would get use to it, but she was GREAT at the dentist. Maybe I should have a stranger brush her teeth ALL the time.</div><br />
<div align="center">One last picture - I'm doing a preschool co-op again with Cooper. This year we have SEVEN 3-year-olds, twice a week and we rotate. My first week was a little crazy because they were all just so excited and needed to learn the RULES. But you have to be PATIENT with kids as cute as these (we made butterfly masks):</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicF_jHyHxnIcE1I4TH_u5Sp16xRhAuOH9TCNbxvEZMbYrNm-3shw9DViEHDHAXFEic85AYHIuMNrS3nTvFdMHpgvL7ibj_14fSzHxrvTNfiPCggkWQ15IZk-9eW_8DE12R1lezwLxNqX_X/s1600/2010_091111-1-090066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicF_jHyHxnIcE1I4TH_u5Sp16xRhAuOH9TCNbxvEZMbYrNm-3shw9DViEHDHAXFEic85AYHIuMNrS3nTvFdMHpgvL7ibj_14fSzHxrvTNfiPCggkWQ15IZk-9eW_8DE12R1lezwLxNqX_X/s640/2010_091111-1-090066.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-28783858522287369272010-10-01T12:18:00.000-07:002010-10-01T12:18:18.973-07:00Birthday Boy Keepin' It Young<div style="text-align: center;">I neglected to post anything for Randy's birthday -- September 17th!! He is now safely IN his THIRTIES. In August he kept our tradition alive and again participated in the Solon Beef Days BALE TOSS. I get a kick out of how strong he is without exercising, I have to admit I am a little jealous! If you've never picked up a hay bale, they usually weigh around 50 pounds or more. Here was his first throw:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv02Zo9UouEXh8qLR8qoGviav8PnaUCTMoYTG3RRygg0Cm-jVi7OuD42bnAKL4PokiP4QAiC1lssBRqOTE50hCe0i7PB2Esrmxx34Mo-gSdZLqqkDhk7mzwnfW2O_JtHwBVEEVQ8CBq-kY/s1600/2010_072611-1-090012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv02Zo9UouEXh8qLR8qoGviav8PnaUCTMoYTG3RRygg0Cm-jVi7OuD42bnAKL4PokiP4QAiC1lssBRqOTE50hCe0i7PB2Esrmxx34Mo-gSdZLqqkDhk7mzwnfW2O_JtHwBVEEVQ8CBq-kY/s400/2010_072611-1-090012.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It started to get dark, so this picture is not as good, but check out this one!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He even worked up a little sweat and threw over 11 feet, 6 inches.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy late birthday post honey - love you!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84R7U2WGwuv8NNwkh7cUpdYfuGaryOpXVB86gHpt5O5R8Ab24CShOVRDYUCDB40zmKe1Pi2NUTZQjPieBcnka26PsMEtMRbCJsD9_m3MOJw_DDVgP4QaYFE1ZEaOf7f5nZRCjKOz1npvi/s1600/2010_072611-1-090029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg84R7U2WGwuv8NNwkh7cUpdYfuGaryOpXVB86gHpt5O5R8Ab24CShOVRDYUCDB40zmKe1Pi2NUTZQjPieBcnka26PsMEtMRbCJsD9_m3MOJw_DDVgP4QaYFE1ZEaOf7f5nZRCjKOz1npvi/s400/2010_072611-1-090029.JPG" width="400" /></a></div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-52556701343926680392010-08-19T20:18:00.000-07:002010-08-19T20:18:48.242-07:00A few Utah pictures<div style="text-align: center;">I know, it's AUGUST and I STILL have not posted any summer pictures. So, here are a few from our UTAH trip since, let's face it, we have to make our yearly pilgrimage to the promised land where grandparents and babysitters (usually the same) are plenty. It also reminds me how NICE it is to be close to family.</div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Let's start out with me and my favorite buddy, Cooper. HIS favorite place was... Jumpin' Jacks with more inflatable bouncy houses than you could ever imagine.</div><br />
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</div><div align="center">We went camping with the McAffee clan, but AFTER C.J. burnt her hands touching the door stop on the front porch - aweful!! We're talking big BLISTERS up her fingers and everything. Randy and I passed her back and forth the whole time we were in the mountains since she STILL didn't want to walk, but cried every time she crawled. Here she is in a happy moment because she found a toy phone in Uncle Cliff and Aunt Jessi's camper.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9-ZxdcMuFDwfl-xOU5qHpc2SeaO-va4QqMWpUeUpXXndN-4og7zpdYqTjBY0nu5BYz1qAWzNKhvApBu23THLhtNzcFRiNVSALv4anW5bjbIIqfCMWlX-9pskp2wdJWolwQ-UTcXEjbkPs/s1600/pic+from+jess6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9-ZxdcMuFDwfl-xOU5qHpc2SeaO-va4QqMWpUeUpXXndN-4og7zpdYqTjBY0nu5BYz1qAWzNKhvApBu23THLhtNzcFRiNVSALv4anW5bjbIIqfCMWlX-9pskp2wdJWolwQ-UTcXEjbkPs/s400/pic+from+jess6.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div align="center">It's amazing how fast babies can heal. Her bandages were off in 2 weeks.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Cooper had fun catching fish at Kids' Pond. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYVt0FkxTA4I73Xwnb8DfpuDBJ84OHIl5aSv9qzfYrHtXjthFt08YmAZeRHAcdwqt49zkkiyGvZ-XVJIb9qZ9xBYvN0Slp5x7u84wgLOIptSJFEgtdweO2DJxoeYXuiKmM7VfCqEku-oSf/s1600/pic+from+jess9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYVt0FkxTA4I73Xwnb8DfpuDBJ84OHIl5aSv9qzfYrHtXjthFt08YmAZeRHAcdwqt49zkkiyGvZ-XVJIb9qZ9xBYvN0Slp5x7u84wgLOIptSJFEgtdweO2DJxoeYXuiKmM7VfCqEku-oSf/s400/pic+from+jess9.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">They both had fun with their cousins</div><div align="center">Trevor, Caroline, Megan, Tyler, Cooper</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhroEtiUuEjhxzzeWP3-EpmilVB4Lfpdrs5m6T8RNC1O1GP7gsXBCBs7J272ca7dSznZ2KjWyaET3RtTHOSKHgza34VDrIjAs4db2bDmouPrFi4w5R3Ygq5_4GtQ2A_QBUtQ-zplr8kJQ4B/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhroEtiUuEjhxzzeWP3-EpmilVB4Lfpdrs5m6T8RNC1O1GP7gsXBCBs7J272ca7dSznZ2KjWyaET3RtTHOSKHgza34VDrIjAs4db2bDmouPrFi4w5R3Ygq5_4GtQ2A_QBUtQ-zplr8kJQ4B/s400/kids.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And I had fun with my sister.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4znENkQG9q_yb1z6xT_shiXRCA5fX_lbDKnLePN1JvRjx27UohkUouy6c-eww2As5fUN6_YPfUugxuOeQJwMz-BSV_V-qcla83mINTrFdEialskRm4DWdKNiw-1x0WD5Dl9C3ffus15j/s1600/cindy.me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP4znENkQG9q_yb1z6xT_shiXRCA5fX_lbDKnLePN1JvRjx27UohkUouy6c-eww2As5fUN6_YPfUugxuOeQJwMz-BSV_V-qcla83mINTrFdEialskRm4DWdKNiw-1x0WD5Dl9C3ffus15j/s400/cindy.me.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I wanted to run at least 1 race while I had so many babysitting options so my brother, Andrew, was a good sport to run with me. I picked him up at 6:30am to drive to Enoch for a 5k and asked how often he ran. He told me never, but thought it would be fun to do something with me. SERIOUSLY, I LOVE this kid. Of course I HAD to run WITH him but after 1.5 miles he told me to PLEASE go on without him and he would meet me at the finish line. It was my best time ever of 26 minutes. He didn't do too badly either, 32 minutes. Thanks for the run, little brother.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmt11zQZA5yc_B09NOueu5_dnSU27b7Cd4Ke_S9xcEKXQeNtDTGzVeQ-u7e1Y_hVzXSMwV62ZflQFNXglSa_imqb6jtvgzR4HlYAWODuQi2QpdRuKW9Hre1L_fo0-eOLlMUyu228AIfCz/s1600/amy.andy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmt11zQZA5yc_B09NOueu5_dnSU27b7Cd4Ke_S9xcEKXQeNtDTGzVeQ-u7e1Y_hVzXSMwV62ZflQFNXglSa_imqb6jtvgzR4HlYAWODuQi2QpdRuKW9Hre1L_fo0-eOLlMUyu228AIfCz/s320/amy.andy.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">After the race we got to be in the parade in Cedar City on the Renaissance Fair Float. My Dad was in-charge so we couldn't say no. My mom makes the most amazing Renaissance costumes. Here is CJ and Cooper int their outfits. They got to ride in a wagon and eat, I mean pass out candy. </div><div align="center">I had some GREAT pictures of all of us but my Dad stole them off my camera - I don't think he realized he did it. So no pictures of me in my dress - boo hoo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJHL_N4Dveue3_HptoeUt4xYUDer9ZVx6u9pnU-aQuSwtSd2OQwBx2jJZ8N97fZSbAOoqZQGB4y0yb784jTMeSkPOKhzKMGdi16tkaMPzkXW0xB7rMn0u3SAkS1ZCt4ICIJpflQleHaRls/s1600/ren+parade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJHL_N4Dveue3_HptoeUt4xYUDer9ZVx6u9pnU-aQuSwtSd2OQwBx2jJZ8N97fZSbAOoqZQGB4y0yb784jTMeSkPOKhzKMGdi16tkaMPzkXW0xB7rMn0u3SAkS1ZCt4ICIJpflQleHaRls/s400/ren+parade.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Grandma Clark & Caroline</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoO83pnLfo3S8uiia34XDZIGItO_JMcA1h7_tstE5l-CL1qKsso2m-1oGeMMs-70SSUscZ69zGYlwgr0NXcnbB_O-MTbckO3TVfzgtSKVC3JvQ5_W4g-UPE3CTMGab_-tTJa253XlTXwF/s1600/cj+n+grandmp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWoO83pnLfo3S8uiia34XDZIGItO_JMcA1h7_tstE5l-CL1qKsso2m-1oGeMMs-70SSUscZ69zGYlwgr0NXcnbB_O-MTbckO3TVfzgtSKVC3JvQ5_W4g-UPE3CTMGab_-tTJa253XlTXwF/s400/cj+n+grandmp.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Grandpa Clark and Cooper</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1w1h6N-dnGDO3WYJKHu48jJiNtH4jzQvZZN6GDS01Vj4qHWfv4k1Y7fcy4vZzxrileCT2UAx1wfoNrlpZ5kfp1dOq7TuR0whCD3NyTSxjSgZut7cZMNc0EK3cDLzY_NgIMQeXnjVYnCN8/s1600/coop+n+grandpa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="286" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1w1h6N-dnGDO3WYJKHu48jJiNtH4jzQvZZN6GDS01Vj4qHWfv4k1Y7fcy4vZzxrileCT2UAx1wfoNrlpZ5kfp1dOq7TuR0whCD3NyTSxjSgZut7cZMNc0EK3cDLzY_NgIMQeXnjVYnCN8/s400/coop+n+grandpa.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
I have a funny story involving Randy, Cooper, cousin Sierra, throw-up, and streaking coming soon.<br />
Hope you enjoy these for now and, if you live near family, you had BETTER give them a big HUG and tell them you appreciate them! I wish ours were closer - we love you guys!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1483096685123728197.post-56509132952060942272010-07-24T19:34:00.000-07:002010-07-24T19:34:50.122-07:00June Catch-Up<div style="text-align: center;">Lots of family visiting these past few months, you know how it goes... here are a few shots of our JUNE adventures before I start posting our latest TRIP pictures.</div><br />
[ Close your eyes, imagine all the CUTE pictures of the kids and me in FLORIDA and CHICAGO. Alas, they will never be seen because I LEFT my camera on the PLANE!! And, after daily phone calls to the airline, it is now gone FOREVER. ]<br />
A moment of silence........<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Ok, on to better things :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Cooper finished preschool for the year. I was able to have the last one at my house and we decorated bird houses, then had a party in the backyard. I, and four other moms, participated in a preschool co-op this past year, rotating houses each week. We're doing it again this fall, it was a great success! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMJRM0XrPjJMjucJSmW7snUoy79CQ3M_iXGs0z8LARhTqVmMbB5nVN212smGQgv6dXL4-YOpQJ0NW5wrvRXXGmtP34mV0GOAMEO_aHIIrBM1_ywEqgGANaz-tF3WxmDN1XIzkx_52wV6e/s1600/2010_060211-1-090055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMJRM0XrPjJMjucJSmW7snUoy79CQ3M_iXGs0z8LARhTqVmMbB5nVN212smGQgv6dXL4-YOpQJ0NW5wrvRXXGmtP34mV0GOAMEO_aHIIrBM1_ywEqgGANaz-tF3WxmDN1XIzkx_52wV6e/s400/2010_060211-1-090055.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Caroline is growing and learning so fast. Especially her fashion sense. She even has a </div><div style="text-align: center;">LITTLE bit of hair now, yea!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVxS0ATv9u_gYXp_b5f6JmSXPeEP4Zmv_zyjsTKJSGITc9ffimCMTNXHljtSfVWkmolcX2hTyfzFkpKNoCmt11EQmpiRnvL3JtImZfuHZWvHlbmEu2l9k5E_6_TGUshuuS19e8hargbRe/s1600/2010_061211-1-090006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVxS0ATv9u_gYXp_b5f6JmSXPeEP4Zmv_zyjsTKJSGITc9ffimCMTNXHljtSfVWkmolcX2hTyfzFkpKNoCmt11EQmpiRnvL3JtImZfuHZWvHlbmEu2l9k5E_6_TGUshuuS19e8hargbRe/s400/2010_061211-1-090006.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">C.J. also says "cheese" when she sees me with a camera - I wonder who she gets that from :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuHDeUoadRtks48_WrgVxpV37791ZhN5vsDqKwudGKWjjAQ8FSycZJaTkweYX_V8qtNfvAXvTC0HIyHywQjxfWTcWlYdsFE3OFwxoLivt1vVFdQWsOkyU-ZkA5qYPjp36jCg877kVD9Y6/s1600/2010_050911-1-090062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuHDeUoadRtks48_WrgVxpV37791ZhN5vsDqKwudGKWjjAQ8FSycZJaTkweYX_V8qtNfvAXvTC0HIyHywQjxfWTcWlYdsFE3OFwxoLivt1vVFdQWsOkyU-ZkA5qYPjp36jCg877kVD9Y6/s400/2010_050911-1-090062.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">We were driving in the car one day, I looked back and saw this:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_g2z8aZ-U3vWA9xARY9gZihrGtQ02P0bWxKVQ4ansF9CgfIARsZ5pccnYYpNPvD2Bw7H658F8JwFKy_cL0DasohSE4u-SlnH07BCFNH9iq2Z341_yHeuyydEcnjV-6TklDLqv4Gw8doZ/s1600/2010_060211-1-090050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij_g2z8aZ-U3vWA9xARY9gZihrGtQ02P0bWxKVQ4ansF9CgfIARsZ5pccnYYpNPvD2Bw7H658F8JwFKy_cL0DasohSE4u-SlnH07BCFNH9iq2Z341_yHeuyydEcnjV-6TklDLqv4Gw8doZ/s400/2010_060211-1-090050.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center">Cooper likes to hold her hand and give her kisses, though she's not always so cooperative.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">We've been saying good-bye to a few friends this year as their residency experience has ended. Here is Cooper with Riggs and Luke at a farewell bbq for the Gurgell's (off to Stanford). The Iowa gear was not planned, it's just what EVERYONE wears on the weekends - go hawkeyes!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAAygYdVMgbeOWaUi7eEH1AGIqJGzl5icEJZAoyq5m9-CXCFKvmjZpuMWYyVdmXfJGhraqGN_znxXVVPOjWuJWAzqd2WiXkhYi4P5zhtyC7j4yuwJPZE3FqhyphenhyphenhVHRANcUd_ZbC8jRRYEDv/s1600/2010_060211-1-090038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAAygYdVMgbeOWaUi7eEH1AGIqJGzl5icEJZAoyq5m9-CXCFKvmjZpuMWYyVdmXfJGhraqGN_znxXVVPOjWuJWAzqd2WiXkhYi4P5zhtyC7j4yuwJPZE3FqhyphenhyphenhVHRANcUd_ZbC8jRRYEDv/s320/2010_060211-1-090038.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">Shortly after this Riggs and his family (McKay's) were off as well to Philly. We're going to miss all our friends who have moved on - good luck to everyone!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Spring is always fun when we get to plant flowers with "Grandpa" Frank. He is our sweet next door neighbor (literally, we share a wall) who is so good to our family and adores Cooper & C.J. Cooper was all smiles when he was able to help plant this year. Shortly after this pictures was taken he sprayed us all with the hose, but it was ok because "it was just an accident, mommy."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvvaGP5nrTyXbyndzQZJD9if6TgCFJerS_EzMB9Lw-8yXekx46vWlO58ZwQxJEVzEcTYvXjHlWjG7VvPVpKRd9xqT-IWPP09wtD8nb_Qsm5m7rk9Cc1fHnkvKzO3P3ZPYadSHDS9exXVG/s1600/2010_050911-1-090071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvvaGP5nrTyXbyndzQZJD9if6TgCFJerS_EzMB9Lw-8yXekx46vWlO58ZwQxJEVzEcTYvXjHlWjG7VvPVpKRd9xqT-IWPP09wtD8nb_Qsm5m7rk9Cc1fHnkvKzO3P3ZPYadSHDS9exXVG/s400/2010_050911-1-090071.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"> Pictures of our summer adventures soon to come!</div>Amyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12855637812092963924noreply@blogger.com3