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I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......<br />
When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.<br />
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."<br />
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."<br />
But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.<br />
The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.<br />
So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.<br />
It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.<br />
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."<br />
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.<br />
But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-4639724333473771392012-04-10T16:23:00.000-06:002012-04-10T16:23:54.070-06:00Pintrest vs. Hoarders...So this morning at 8:52 as I was racing down the stairs (tripping over the dirty laundry from our camping trip last weekend) trying to get Tuc out the door to school. I saw the note reminding me that Briggs had his SEOP that very morning at 9:00. As we rushed to the car I was contemplating what was more embarrassing for a 14 year old boy... having your mom show up to your SEOP in your brothers, friend's shirt reading "speed kills" (thanks Alec) and shorts and flip flops, with no makeup and bed head, she was planning on pulling weeds in, orrrr.... having your mom not show up for your SEOP at all??<br />
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Sometimes I look around at the darling moms who always seem to have makeup on, perfect hair, wearing an outfit (size 2) that looks like they just stole it off a mannequin in the mall. With spotless homes and manicured yards and little girls with braids criss crossing across their darling heads. And wonder how??<br />
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I'm not complaining to be honest I have gotten to the place in my life where I accept who I am and who I am never going to be, and don't even want to try :) So I have decided I need to watch more Hoarders and spend less time on Pintrest...<br />
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Pintrest says I should have a magnetized and alphabetized spice rack....<br />
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So if watching Hoarders makes me feel good about just getting my dishwasher loaded and clean socks on my boys.... Annnnnd getting on Pintrest makes me feel like I should be making my family's grilled cheese into ice cream cones....<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">1st children's sociable # we took the handle bars off of their bicycles and duct taped flashlights to them and did a skit to Leader of the Pack. Do you recognize anyone?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xd9oQNz16HE/T2eW6C3YzaI/AAAAAAAABrU/nzJHUAZHPZk/s1600/Scan+1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="435" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xd9oQNz16HE/T2eW6C3YzaI/AAAAAAAABrU/nzJHUAZHPZk/s640/Scan+1.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">*forgive the photo it was 14 years ago!</span><br />
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After that it was history.... my kids have tried out and performed for the Childrens program EVERY year since. It would take forever to post all the pics so I was just going to try to add a few.<br />
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1998 Leader of the Pack<br />
1999 If Bubba can dance.<br />
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* I can't remember or find pics :( Can anyone help?<br />
2003 I won't grow up (Peter Pan)<br />
2004 A Knights Tale<br />
2005 How I Beat Shaq<br />
2006 MIB<br />
2007 Hey good looking<br />
2008 Step in Time<br />
2009 Hammer Time<br />
2010 The Matrix<br />
2011 Synchornized Swimming<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">Party Rockers!!</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">They started out in the back yard with this set up...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">After deciding their technique was sound but, there is probably not any gold in our backyard. They decided to head up into the mountains. Of coarse I had to follow....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> We should be rich any day now!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-51282380254981674252012-03-09T09:40:00.000-07:002012-03-09T09:40:49.236-07:00I have not been a very good blogger this year. I really don't know why (insert sarcasm font here) maybe between trying to raise five boys, run a household, and manage a growing business, my blogging has taken a backseat. But this morning as I sat down to do something I have been putting off for 4 days now. I found myself inspired to blog. <br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Todays assignment? Write a letter to my grandpa who passed away on Tuesday. Instead I find myself looking back at photos and remembering great rememberings. (Thats a word right?)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Not everyone gets to spend their summers in a vacation home on a river. But I did!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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I loved going for rides on the motorcycle with grandpa and later when I was older he would let me take it out all by myself!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have so many great memories of my grandpa.... I few things he said..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;">Your name is mud!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When asking for a drink of water.... <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">Do you want wet water or dry water?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;">I'll give you $20 if you can catch big Moe with your hands.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">I love you grandpa! I will miss you.</span></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There is comfort in knowing he is with my mom now :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> The boys & I at the river 2003. Good times :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Check here.... </span><a href="http://www.kimberphotos.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">http://www.kimberphotos.blogspot.com</span></a> </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-48355185416827429332011-05-14T13:01:00.000-06:002011-05-14T13:01:17.354-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBFvoXlPMO4/Tc6t-wei9dI/AAAAAAAABVQ/FfFHnHLp44c/s1600/Sun_big_eyes.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="309" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBFvoXlPMO4/Tc6t-wei9dI/AAAAAAAABVQ/FfFHnHLp44c/s320/Sun_big_eyes.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am loving the sunshine and have been working diligently on getting skin cancer.</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">RELAX just a joke!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999;">(yes Kacee I have been wearing sunscreen, spf 8 right? )</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">With the nice weather comes a few other things in G-ville can ya guess?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qj0d3uAouc/Tc6xAYmeS4I/AAAAAAAABVc/eQcdPTAtPmU/s1600/gnats1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qj0d3uAouc/Tc6xAYmeS4I/AAAAAAAABVc/eQcdPTAtPmU/s1600/gnats1.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Do you think if our ancestors had moved here in the spring with the gnats</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> they would have packed up and left? <span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I do!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I also think if we made the city folk hang at the ball park for a few day before they </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">were allowed to move here, we might keep G-vill small town ish ;)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But the fun spring activities far out weigh the nasty bugs...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Dev just wrapped up his 4th and final season of Cowboy soccer!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">It makes me sad to think about not going to anymore games :(</span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;">*maybe I can talk Tuc into playing?</span><br />
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Luckily there is no shortage of kids in my life, mine and everyone elses. So even though I don't have any playing baseball this year, I have been hanging out at the ball park and having a great time taking pics. If you would like to see them visit my other blog <a href="http://www.kimberphotos.blogspot.com/">http://www.kimberphotos.blogspot.com</a> <br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-5433884955114983192011-04-07T15:14:00.002-06:002011-04-07T17:31:23.515-06:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV-jA6F9mm4/TZ4P24-CA4I/AAAAAAAABSo/LYJ6O0Nm-Jc/s1600/Ambox_warning_psycho.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qV-jA6F9mm4/TZ4P24-CA4I/AAAAAAAABSo/LYJ6O0Nm-Jc/s1600/Ambox_warning_psycho.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znnkw7It77g/TZ4PxWKDvXI/AAAAAAAABSk/M4LWzi1cEB0/s1600/coollogo_com-318163551.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znnkw7It77g/TZ4PxWKDvXI/AAAAAAAABSk/M4LWzi1cEB0/s1600/coollogo_com-318163551.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I am going on a major rant!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I have been contemplating this topic for a while now, and have avoided it because it is a little touchy, but after the last few weeks I have decided to go ahead with it. At first I thought I would approach cautiously and avoid naming names. After further consideration I decided what the heck, I can name all the names I want. There is this little piece of paper called the constitution that says I can! So please feel free to agree or disagree or call me names. I can take it!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I have watched a lot of sports over a lot of years. I have watched one of my boys win a state championship and I have watched another play four years on a GHS team and NEVER win a region game.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: large;">In January I was at Wasatch High School for Divisional wrestling when I noticed this sign and felt compelled to take a picture.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPD2Js9F-C0/TZ4TKtCZB1I/AAAAAAAABSw/z9HLH5xZ3jc/s1600/DSC_0082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPD2Js9F-C0/TZ4TKtCZB1I/AAAAAAAABSw/z9HLH5xZ3jc/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" width="214" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">So yes now I am getting to my point....</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44QfqI4FZ7s/TZ4USCjDwTI/AAAAAAAABS0/mSSPV5JEhEA/s1600/coollogo_com-318164291.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="124" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-44QfqI4FZ7s/TZ4USCjDwTI/AAAAAAAABS0/mSSPV5JEhEA/s640/coollogo_com-318164291.png" width="640" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I watched Brennon step off a wrestling mat with tears in his eyes. NOT because he had lost but because the other young man was saying vulgar things (while they were wrestling!) and calling him some of the most horrible names I have heard in my 37 years! When Brennon informed this boys coach, he just blew Bren off and hugged his wrestler.</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Last week after watching our own GHS Soccer team suffer a hard loss (with a few questionable calls, ok ok they just sucked!) A few of OUR boys refused to shake a particular refs hand.</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6VI8xzXS4g/TZ4mm6msa1I/AAAAAAAABTU/p2kBuswLnCE/s1600/Soccer_ball1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6VI8xzXS4g/TZ4mm6msa1I/AAAAAAAABTU/p2kBuswLnCE/s1600/Soccer_ball1.gif" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVhUzbRNcPg/TZ4nuDMAt-I/AAAAAAAABTY/QA0e-lw3nmk/s1600/soccer26.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVhUzbRNcPg/TZ4nuDMAt-I/AAAAAAAABTY/QA0e-lw3nmk/s1600/soccer26.gif" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I wont go into to many details but after some stomping, screaming, and crying. I made it very clear to my family that I will not tolerate this.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNKtia3pboE/TZ4XB9VdOkI/AAAAAAAABS4/XzNuwtO4DFs/s1600/women35.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNKtia3pboE/TZ4XB9VdOkI/AAAAAAAABS4/XzNuwtO4DFs/s1600/women35.gif" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There will always be a winner</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There will always be a loser</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">There will ALWAYS be bad calls!</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I remember Bear River for turning car lights in our boys eyes during football games, and more recently when they were beating us at soccer with a score of 8-0 they were still cartwheeling and honking after EVERY goal. And never once did they pull out their 11 senior starters. </span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">I remember Ben Lomand for yelling and taunting their own players because they were only beating Grantsville by 4. And parents yelling that they expected the score to be 15-0 by the time it was over. And even after they were up by 9 they were still trying to "take out" our goalie.</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I remember Juan Diego for getting up by a few goals and then taking out their starters. I remember them for helping our players up and asking if they were ok! The only other thing they could have done was given one of their boys a Cowboy Jersey and sent him out to help us! ;)</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Now I know some of you are saying... sure it's easy to be a good sport when you always win. NOT TRUE they rarely won a wrestling match and still helped boys up and patted backs and encouraged our boys!</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">I remember Devon telling me after a hard loss to Judge "mom, it's really hard to hate them, even after that big guy layed me out, he helped me up and said "wow that was a great hit dude"</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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1.Furniture. Ever since our flood last summer this is what our front room looks like.<br />
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2. Brennon and Briggs both need braces soon.<br />
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1. More Dr. Bills!<br />
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2.Grantsville Cowboys T-shirts or Hoodies. <br />
(I could have taken a pic of our closets but this one was much cuter!)<br />
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* anyone considering turning my name in to an insane asylum to be committed, this is probably considered proof!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-85840967099403155182011-03-09T22:39:00.012-07:002011-03-09T23:33:13.480-07:00<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKm_PsC2Be0/TXhwF20VJXI/AAAAAAAABOE/AllL5mv_RFM/s1600/coollogo_com-13737705.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 85px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582334984042390898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wKm_PsC2Be0/TXhwF20VJXI/AAAAAAAABOE/AllL5mv_RFM/s400/coollogo_com-13737705.png" /></a><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 268px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582323872757986754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5SV7k-v5FIk/TXhl_GDsNcI/AAAAAAAABNE/g8zCaFr6eng/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" /><div><div align="center">Tuc... "Mom, they look like little rats! ... They are soooo cute! ... I can't wait to hold them! ... how long before I can hold them? ... can we keep them? ...we have to keep them! ... I have never had an ALL black cat! ... we can keep the all black one right mom? ... two white ones, how will we know their names? ... can I name them? ... they are so sweet! ... do you think tomorrow I can hold them?...five mom! ...cuz her belly was so big hu mom?</div><div align="center">We have five new kitties! ...... </div><div align="center">I already love them all!"</div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-54340752958578915632011-03-09T12:01:00.017-07:002011-03-09T13:16:29.106-07:00<div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center"><font size="2">This is Tuckers kitty, Lills</font><font size="2"> if you can't tell from this picture Lills is expecting! </font></div><font size="2"><font size="2"><p align="left"><font size="2"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 268px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582170133285342338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vE7E2zAHUdA/TXfaKR5EjII/AAAAAAAABM8/Dj3OBx5z3oE/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNJ84x5SAgk/TXfPs5JbOfI/AAAAAAAABLE/QRovnGEACJs/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"></a></font>This morning Tuc asks me... "mom, when is Lills going to have her babies?"</p><p align="left">I answered... "Any day"</p><p align="left">Then he asked... "So when she has them will we take her to a Dr.? or will they just "randomly" fall out?"</p><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 116px; height: 116px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582170127442513298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sn4io6GJc2I/TXfaJ8ICDZI/AAAAAAAABM0/Wsce8Xj5O8I/s400/green_guy.gif" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rNJ84x5SAgk/TXfPs5JbOfI/AAAAAAAABLE/QRovnGEACJs/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"></a></font></font><div align="left"><font size="2"><font size="2"><font size="2"><font size="2"><font size="2"></font></font></font></font></font> </div><div align="center"> </div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-28610789498388470452011-03-08T12:57:00.011-07:002011-03-08T15:07:21.651-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTENEFWxRrw/TXac-QwwzUI/AAAAAAAABKU/CMA4se6yGIo/s1600/Waiter_3.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 68px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581821381637623106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jTENEFWxRrw/TXac-QwwzUI/AAAAAAAABKU/CMA4se6yGIo/s400/Waiter_3.gif" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">When we first started <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">building</span> our house the plan called for a "butler pantry" which consisted of a small hall with a closet in it. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">MJ</span> decided since we didn't have a butler he probably wouldn't need his own pantry. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sooo</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">MJ</span> being the clever guy he is, closed in and created my extra large walk in pantry.</span><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581814516939992386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iptj2LVG1Xg/TXaWurxTrUI/AAAAAAAABKE/HccLHqtUUiw/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" /> <p align="center">It turned out to be one of my favorite rooms in the house!<br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">To me a mom of a large family with boys (and friends) with big appetites, and only one income, one of the best feeling is twice a year when I try to stock the pantry.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></p></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slQ-SHy45S0/TXaRV55EmNI/AAAAAAAABJs/HFxAilOzYXk/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581808593675786450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-slQ-SHy45S0/TXaRV55EmNI/AAAAAAAABJs/HFxAilOzYXk/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581808596642276498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DPzbJGC8CFs/TXaRWE8VpJI/AAAAAAAABJ0/TBjztTS4JRc/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptIXEdp4yfE/TXaRVU5ajYI/AAAAAAAABJk/kcWp556lS1U/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581808583745113474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ptIXEdp4yfE/TXaRVU5ajYI/AAAAAAAABJk/kcWp556lS1U/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581808580691816898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K6gz250jdBM/TXaRVJhc8cI/AAAAAAAABJc/2DGTR5Zw6AQ/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Knowing that no matter what happens we wont be hungry!</span><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">*at least for a few months</span></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581808571956947682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yYxwW6HLwSw/TXaRUo-5auI/AAAAAAAABJU/MRjMnZn730w/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 439px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581825982438032514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0qPfowkukA/TXahKEFDxII/AAAAAAAABKk/k85OiNg8yBk/s400/coollogo_com-79788001.png" /> <span style="font-size:85%;">my favorite part of my pantry is "the wall" where </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">MJ</span> decided at the first of each year, to chart the boys height. </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581822443339096530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1vV2u_eEcWI/TXad8D6HodI/AAAAAAAABKc/B2NIVbHzrd4/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ggbZGG7ehdg/TXakIyvG1VI/AAAAAAAABK0/809ZyVP4Fi8/s1600/Boy_in_trouble.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581829259137570130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ggbZGG7ehdg/TXakIyvG1VI/AAAAAAAABK0/809ZyVP4Fi8/s400/Boy_in_trouble.gif" /></a><br /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581826905196080706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bRejJHC-TTg/TXah_xnuLkI/AAAAAAAABKs/HL5nuah8Mf0/s400/coollogo_com-79788240.png" />Is the year when we started, so if you were thinking maybe my pantry was due for a paint job, you are right! But it wont be getting one....... <span style="color:#cc0000;">in my lifetime!</span></span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-72807006547808343682011-03-04T11:30:00.044-07:002011-03-04T15:39:47.188-07:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtVliWjQ3TU/TXFY1UULkMI/AAAAAAAABI0/ofMOe0BUeYU/s1600/coollogo_com-282332236.png"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580339086298419394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtVliWjQ3TU/TXFY1UULkMI/AAAAAAAABI0/ofMOe0BUeYU/s400/coollogo_com-282332236.png" /></a>
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<br /> </div><div align="center">Well yes THEY do! </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">But not<span style="color:#000000;"> me</span>! </span>I love SUNSHINE!
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<br /><p align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;">It all started <span style="color:#ff0000;">Christmas</span> morning, when these boys...</span></p><span style="font-family:georgia;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580355799721431202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a6DqS9mXazw/TXFoCKqv0KI/AAAAAAAABJM/vi9jSVDcCRQ/s400/DSC_0017%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /></span> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(This is how Colby feels about humoring his mom with Christmas pictures.)</span>
<br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;">Received this gift...</span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580307689227850306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U8Yy7E5AEf0/TXE8RxHOkkI/AAAAAAAABG0/TTZqa9puUyw/s400/imagesCA4GONTD.jpg" /> <p align="center">So what Heather? What is your point?
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Now do you see? What my glorious windows have been reduced to? </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwjwaIyu_W8/TXFETpqkHKI/AAAAAAAABHE/YGnqBrsNPGc/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 179px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580316517681339554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwjwaIyu_W8/TXFETpqkHKI/AAAAAAAABHE/YGnqBrsNPGc/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYWlpuDdNZQ/TXFESyPUFTI/AAAAAAAABG8/frfQQouKx9k/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580316502803092786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYWlpuDdNZQ/TXFESyPUFTI/AAAAAAAABG8/frfQQouKx9k/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvXPVZ11nfU/TXFEUmbDWlI/AAAAAAAABHM/K1Eoe0g8OH4/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580316533990840914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvXPVZ11nfU/TXFEUmbDWlI/AAAAAAAABHM/K1Eoe0g8OH4/s400/DSC_0018.JPG" /></a></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;">Why</span> do you ask? </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">THIS GAME!</span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zq6BWmw5Zm0/TXFPaCuhO1I/AAAAAAAABIM/FR8c2ZtRJ_Q/s1600/arrowtwink1.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 307px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580328722115935058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zq6BWmw5Zm0/TXFPaCuhO1I/AAAAAAAABIM/FR8c2ZtRJ_Q/s400/arrowtwink1.gif" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um7MDAKnP0M/TXFPVCW9DEI/AAAAAAAABIE/oZ0cqh4tYVE/s1600/imagesCALC2BV6.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 298px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 169px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580328636117748802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um7MDAKnP0M/TXFPVCW9DEI/AAAAAAAABIE/oZ0cqh4tYVE/s400/imagesCALC2BV6.jpg" /></a>
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<br /><p>We can't have glare on the TV mom! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580354925901452194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tAyhhGRHZXY/TXFnPTb1E6I/AAAAAAAABJE/JTxdnNbgBiQ/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" />I live in a house full of addicts! (and their friends)
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580326936131445010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veN3-3RVQ7A/TXFNyFaooRI/AAAAAAAABH0/WBV4ruwji9o/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" />
<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6x3uWkrMhZ8/TXFXzbKgO_I/AAAAAAAABIs/cb2KGHtW838/s1600/aniwarni.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580337954265512946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6x3uWkrMhZ8/TXFXzbKgO_I/AAAAAAAABIs/cb2KGHtW838/s400/aniwarni.gif" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">If you ever drop by to visit and wonder why Devon is talking to NO ONE or is he talking to the TV? Yes! </span>
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">He is talking (on blue tooth)to other addicts all over the world who apparently live in caves also!</span>
<br /></p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580319964559330514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3abUdJkBWYU/TXFHcSSUTNI/AAAAAAAABHc/1-l-OIYlRtA/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" /></p><p>Well you know what they say..... <span style="font-family:georgia;">If ya can't beat em.... </span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580319973638497378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0mh9KcuiYcQ/TXFHc0G9ZGI/AAAAAAAABHs/dnmSs_DwQpo/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#666666;">*Level 42 call sign: Muzher ;)
<br /></p></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-17966862247401496092011-02-03T11:55:00.031-07:002011-02-03T20:55:16.311-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Favorite:</span> A person or thing regarded with special preference. </div><div align="center">are you ready for the loaded question?</div><div align="center">What is your favorite <span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;">SPORT?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">Now as I ponder this question I don't really think it is fair!</span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">Favorite how? </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">To watch, to Play, to cheer for?</span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Do you have to <span style="color:#ff0000;">win</span> or <span style="color:#3333ff;">lose</span> for it to be a sport?</span>
<br /><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000000;">I did much soul searching and here are my conclusions...</span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#999999;">(you can agree or disagree as you </span><span style="color:#666666;">choose)</span></span><span style="color:#666666;"> </span></span></span></div><div align="center">
<br /><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">Boating</span></span></span><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#666666;"> </div><div align="center">
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<br /></div><span style="color:#000000;">Yep this is may favorite. Cruising around on the water with the wind in your hair & the sun on your face. Watching the smiles, and listening to the giggles of everyone around you. And waiting your turn to ski, board, or get bucked off "Big Bertha"</span> </span></span></span>
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<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569543725387351874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr-gnC4B0I/AAAAAAAAA-0/L5nVhtCbLN8/s200/220.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Brennon has mastered the *360</span>
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<br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;">This is the 37 year old kid having a turn. (me) </span><span style="font-size:78%;"></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544217161339138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr-9PC7kQI/AAAAAAAAA_E/mxpfYOVuGgo/s200/335955-R1-22-25.jpg" /> <p align="center"></span><span style="font-size:78%;">And even though this is how Colby sometimes feels about boating</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">I'm still pretty sure it's my fav!</span> </p><p align="left">
<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">But now what about........</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569574682485964562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsaqjOVvxI/AAAAAAAABCE/wiNObPwJaQc/s200/thumbnailCAL8VH1U.jpg" /></span> <span style="font-size:85%;">Everyone of my boys has played<span style="color:#33cc00;"> T<span style="font-size:130%;">ennis</span></span> (except Tuc). </span><span style="font-size:85%;">Grandma Lawrence won the State tittle in 1938 and then went on to play for BYU, so I guess it would have to be my favorite.</span><span style="font-size:85%;">
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<br /><div align="left"><p align="center"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569543699262047858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr-fFuHhnI/AAAAAAAAA-U/WIS8LMYnWZk/s200/018.JPG" /></span><span style="font-size:78%;">Briggs</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><img style="WIDTH: 148px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569559032088005602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsMbk8si-I/AAAAAAAABBU/DYewN0tyNxM/s200/001.jpg" /> </span><span style="font-size:78%;">Grandma Lawrence 1938 </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569579038660014082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUseoHPKsAI/AAAAAAAABCs/_vCa-jL560w/s200/Devon%2B074.jpg" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Devon</span></div>
<br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well now if we are going to start bringing family members into this.</span>
<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I would be completely negligent if I didn't mention...... </span></span></div>
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<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569574692024079138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsarGwZ0yI/AAAAAAAABCk/igwmZ79wU7Q/s200/thumbnailCAKNKUHR.jpg" /><span style="font-size:130%;">I've heard this guy liked to<span style="color:#000066;"> Run</span> ;)</span></div>
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<br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">And more recently so does this one...
<br /></span></div></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544220855393682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr-9czqXZI/AAAAAAAAA_M/5WmvZQyOIzU/s200/978989-R1-08-9.jpg" /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">and someone I know had the fastest mile in the 8th grade... Jus sayin' ;)</span>
<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#666666;">(my kids are soooo sick of hearing this) </span>
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<br /><div align="left"></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Running is not for everyone....</span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 137px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569583653291906690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsi0uFJVoI/AAAAAAAABC0/Q2G70kCb-EY/s200/978989-R1-10-11.jpg" /></span> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">This is how Colby feels about running.</span></p><p align="left">
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<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">How can <span style="color:#000000;">R<span style="font-size:130%;">iding</span></span> not be my favorite? Everybody loves to ride!</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569607336145015122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUs4XPlVUVI/AAAAAAAABEE/7s0xLJBR6qM/s200/035.JPG" /> </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569591365758348882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsp1pQb7lI/AAAAAAAABDM/J4cWd1SsmnA/s200/028.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Even Colby!</span>
<br /></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569596388151088114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsuZ_ILU_I/AAAAAAAABDc/7nEOsJw7tUQ/s200/048.JPG" /> <p align="center"></span>Well most of the time.
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<br /></p><p align="left"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">But I have yet to mention...</span>
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<br /></p></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569574689238171378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsaq8YMPvI/AAAAAAAABCc/U-o-IvhP250/s200/thumbnailCAP5EQHG.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">My dad liked to play </span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">basketball</span>
<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569636790731740594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUtTJueDFbI/AAAAAAAABE8/ze45g73bDtY/s200/003.jpg" /> <p align="center">So do my boys. And so did their dad. <span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">*no photo :(</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 153px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544840997795490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr_hjBIdqI/AAAAAAAAA_k/RYtHVeK7WUA/s200/Devon%2B046.jpg" /></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569542194485634914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr9Hf_dp2I/AAAAAAAAA90/oUdnDvd2mfU/s200/004.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">So it my fav!</span>
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<br /></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Now I just happen to know </span><span style="color:#ff0000;">at this time of year if you ask Dev........</span> </span></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569574686374964658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsaqxtjLbI/AAAAAAAABCU/4I7qA79qk0c/s200/thumbnailCAURMZC6.jpg" />
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It is my oldest sons first love. How could <span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;">Soccer</span> not be my Favorite? <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569545763393348626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsAXPNXpBI/AAAAAAAABAM/eDw5SffnP_M/s200/Devon%2B131-1.JPG" /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">It has taken me 4 years to understand this sport but I am catching on. And I have to admit it is very exciting to watch!</span>
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544859865250722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr_ipTe-6I/AAAAAAAAA_8/5tnpN4BPstU/s200/Devon%2B097.JPG" /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569542206871700610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr9IOIiBII/AAAAAAAAA-M/edntLxJmDjo/s200/016.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">This is how Colby feels about watching soccer. </span></p><span style="font-size:78%;"><p align="left">
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<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Now I know what you are thinking Krista Hutchins...
<br /></span></p></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">It is Americas pass time, how can it not be your favorite?
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<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544863195540722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr_i1tfLPI/AAAAAAAABAE/QTjP8BG3tsU/s200/Devon%2B107.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Devon 2004</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Unfortunately this is the most recent pic I have of any of mine playing <span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;">Baseball</span>:( </span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">but don't worry I will cheer for all of yours... </span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569611191836365810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUs73rJyU_I/AAAAAAAABEM/sHC34dSjR_o/s200/065.JPG" />
<br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">lets be honest EVERYBODY loves football!</span>
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<br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsPEYLRvbI/AAAAAAAABBs/BJtbVTZL5c8/s1600/18c.jpg"><span style="color:#666666;"><img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569561932057394610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsPEYLRvbI/AAAAAAAABBs/BJtbVTZL5c8/s200/18c.jpg" /></span></a></p>
<br /><p align="center">whether your little...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 100px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569545765661547938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsAXXqJnaI/AAAAAAAABAU/yZk2aHdurEg/s200/DLOJ-lLINFY64gMZUsaP4pQ4skna.jpg" />or bigger...
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544232782252226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr--JPPyMI/AAAAAAAAA_c/e0g8lAgL0gQ/s200/5021861983_1dfdaf6ca2_b.jpg" /></p><p align="center">Older...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 142px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569540081692225042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr7MhOQrhI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ipSTO39b34E/s200/002%2B%25282%2529.jpg" />or too young to even play!
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569542195367662450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr9HjRwU3I/AAAAAAAAA98/l1v_cmlWTG4/s200/007-1.JPG" />Everybody LOVES football.</p><p align="center">One thing all of these sports have in common is the dinner. You know what I'm talking about. The dinner my parents always made the night before any race or game. Spaghetti and Meatballs! You needed those carbs to fuel you.
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569543702694999314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr-fSgmNRI/AAAAAAAAA-c/vnMxifVdAu4/s200/027%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" />Recently I learned this is not accurate for all sports. When I was preparing this traditional dinner before a big match. Brennon looked at me, a little like I was an alien, and said "I can't eat that! I have to make weight." Great now whats a mom to do? Maybe I can invent a Spaghetti and meatball flavored protein shake? YUM :/</p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Speaking of matches...</span>
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<br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569574684186755826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsaqpj1wvI/AAAAAAAABCM/BhY5_kq0GYE/s200/thumbnailCAETKFMY.jpg" /></p><p align="center">This sport is really fun to watch, when your son is on top!
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569546258807989314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsA0ExbJEI/AAAAAAAABBE/JtsI7qAJRdQ/s200/IMG_4146.JPG" /></p><p align="center">Not so much when hes not!
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569618230133003330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUtCRW2eFEI/AAAAAAAABEU/YSOAdwYrhYQ/s200/IMG_4608.JPG" />
<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569544847771682786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUr_h8QJx-I/AAAAAAAAA_s/_K69MWtvPc8/s200/Devon%2B057.jpg" />Even Dev gave it a try. And admits it is the hardest sport he has ever participated in.</span></p>
<br /><p align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Oh wait I almost forgot this one...</span>
<br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569630100750538386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUtNEUWPFpI/AAAAAAAABEk/sXHlZ7eegx4/s200/155731_1700624391551_1116158574_31967353_7541362_n.jpg" /></span></p><p align="center">What? You have never heard of teenage boy stacking? </p><p align="center">Its not mainstream yet but I think it is catching on.</p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">Why do we love all these sports so much? </span>
<br /></span></p><p align="center">We win! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 135px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569630097837266322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUtNEJfqFZI/AAAAAAAABEc/NX-DYqp4_CI/s200/_DSC0002.JPG" /></p><p align="center">We Lose...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569630106970196738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUtNErhHiwI/AAAAAAAABEs/cJnI6y84tus/s200/DSC_0165.JPG" /></p><p align="center">We even bleed.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569546268996359314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TUsA0quhVJI/AAAAAAAABBM/fPtzcPE8DDU/s200/IMG_4155.JPG" /><span style="color:#cc0000;">But no matter what we keep coming back for more!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Because we love them ALL!
<br /></span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-21084771401764581422011-01-13T12:31:00.010-07:002011-01-13T17:18:12.576-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#336666;">January</span>,<span style="color:#333333;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;">lets face it is not the greatest month of the twelve. What comes to mind when you hear it? </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#333333;">Well for me it means</span> </span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>cold <span style="color:#000000;">&</span><span style="color:#000000;"> </span></strong><span style="color:#663300;"><strong>dreary</strong><span style="color:#000000;">.</span> </span></span><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">And who thought up the whole,<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">remind me of everything I'm not doing right resolutions list??</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">Nothing brightens my day better than<span style="color:#6600cc;"> laughter</span>!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#333333;">Anyone who is friends with me on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">FB</span> knows I LOVE a good laugh, and I love making other people laugh. So to help put a little</span> <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">sunshine</span><span style="color:#333333;"> in our January I am sharing some things that have made me laugh.</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">People at the gym...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">I know what you are thinking..."<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">that's</span> not nice, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">at least they are at the gym! </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and it is true BUT,</span></span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> I have a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">sensitive</span> funny bone and when it gets tickled, well... <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Exhibit</span> A</span> .....<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#333333;">#4- The gal who comes in with her 54 oz. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Pepsi</span> and book and heads straight for the hot tub.</span> </span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;">*<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> honestly I'm just jealous I didn't think of this!</span></span></div><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#333333;">#3- The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">gentlemen</span> in Wranglers and cowboy boots doing crunches. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">WTH</span>?</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;">#2- The <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Asian</span> lady with all her hair in a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ponytail</span> on top of her head sticking up 3 inches, who spreads her newspapers all over the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">treadmill</span> and then runs 10 miles (at a 7!) while reading them! (I have NO idea how she does it)<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"></span></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;">#1- The lady in her extremely tight skinny jeans (not a slender girl) shirt tucked in, belt on, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">corduroy</span> waist length button up jacket, big <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">neck less</span>, full hair and makeup done! her only <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">concession</span> to the fact that she was at a gym was her tennis shoes. REALLY? </p></span></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">So even if your new years resolution was not to get in shape, if you just need a good laugh...Go to the gym!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;">PJ's</span><br /><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:100%;">How can PJ's make you laugh? When you get the invitation to your family <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Christmas</span> party and it says wear PJ's and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Brennon</span> comes out in these....</span><br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561771879581335090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS9iDpQzvjI/AAAAAAAAA74/h1XWqjoc6fI/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" /></span><span style="color:#333333;">How do you not laugh?</span></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">When teenagers after a long day of working as hard as you can to pin another strong, sweaty boy to a mat on his back. You decide to curl up and play a few video games, in your "footie" PJ's. Again <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">necessary</span> laugh!</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561773444579194050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS9jevVX9MI/AAAAAAAAA8A/JVzlQrxcNvM/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" /><br /></span><p align="center"></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;">Texts</span></p><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">Sure we all get those funny texts people send around, right? Well the best one I have ever got was from the husband of one of my best friends (you know who you are) it was clearly intended for her and was sent to me <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">completely</span> on accident. I cannot include the contents of this text as it was intended to be "between husband and wife" but I think this was one of the best laughs of the month! Mostly because this quiet, shy, personal, man had sent this and I KNEW just how mortified he would be! Just picturing him blush makes me laugh all over again!!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561825104776438770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS-SdwkMo_I/AAAAAAAAA84/O1yB-6fEiqo/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" /><br /></span><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">My Family</span></div><br /><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;">Everyday I am <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">thankful</span> for my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">wonderful</span> family who make me laugh everyday! I cannot post pictures of all of them but know if I haven't posted your pic, if you are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">related</span> to me in any way you are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">responsible</span> for making me laugh!</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#333333;">My boys.. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561777008354858082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS9muLbtFGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/J7JoUsDUnrU/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" /></span><span style="color:#333333;">Devon~ for sharing my same "quest for a laugh" personality.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Brennon</span>~for his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mischievous</span> pranks that keep us laughing.<br />Briggs~ for his dry one liners..... mom:"were you born in a barn?" Briggs:"Jesus was and if it's good enough for him....."<br />Colby~for pointing his finger (in the shape of a gun) and saying "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">touche</span>" when I have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">finally</span> won an argument.<br />Tucker~for sharing his, baby of five perspective on things. Like today when he told me "mom, grand theft auto is just like real life!" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">hmmmm</span><br /></span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">My other half...</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error">MJ</span>~for always laughing at my made up words, and my perspective of how the world would be in "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error">Heatherland</span>"</span></span></p><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color:#333333;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561814218297690850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS-IkFRZyuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/G9hKUwapBAI/s320/Birthday%2BPoker%2B070.JPG" /></span><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">My Sisters...</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">When my sisters and I get together watch out! There will be <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">uncontrolled</span> laughter! We are all crazy, and love to have a good time!</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">There is one person, no matter how good, bad, crazy, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">embarrassing</span> my story is I can always share it and she will always take my side even when I am wrong! (actually <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">especially</span> when I am wrong) We can turn the worst situations into <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">something</span> to laugh at. Kristen is my, go to girl when I need to escape reality and just laugh.... at myself, at her, at ANY situation. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561808199924240146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS-DFxFWzxI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/x4ZXY1kUMe0/s320/120-2.JPG" /><br /></span><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">My mom...(what?)</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">Yep, my mom for teaching us that you are NEVER to old to do anything that makes you laugh. Leg wrestle, cartwheel, bowl. You may hurt yourself very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">severely</span>, but your NOT too old :)</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561820749362726210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS-OgPYphUI/AAAAAAAAA8o/sWCYbxSdcSk/s320/Devon%2B099.jpg" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;">So a great big thank you to everyone who has ever made me laugh!</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561777015441885090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TS9mul1Yh6I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/SWfSuSDGeRs/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" /></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">I Love you all!!</span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-5907912704872577922010-12-05T15:13:00.004-07:002010-12-05T15:41:26.544-07:00Brennons new endeavor<div align="center">Devon and I were shopping in Big 5 the other day. When A young man came up to us and started chatting. Devon asked him how his tests went in P.E. "Dude I had the record, 103 push ups in 2 min!" "Then along comes little Kimber.... He did 130!" </div><div align="center">Later after much quizzing (Brennon is not one to announce his success.) we found out not only did Bren hold the push up record he also did 90 sit ups in 2 min. and has the fastest mile in the Freshman class at 5:40.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center">So his decision to wrestle seemed like a good one, and so far it's looking good! He went to the Evanston Invitational Friday & Saturday and walked away with the 5th place medal in his division! (107 kids in his division!) </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547331580760010946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPwUroKBsMI/AAAAAAAAA7c/8FJaQmRD4sg/s320/_DSC0062.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">MJ and I didn't stay for Sat so I don't have a pic of him on the podium :(<br /></span></p></span><p align="center">This is the video of Brennons first ever wrestling match.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzaQf6e7f6L6GqeKF01hke9zTwDrnwWr5gfonI9bhIX-vePtFMYcfk2X7nJTv360I2ezejL9oaIdYvz-CvzjQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-19583665528213278092010-12-01T12:35:00.006-07:002010-12-01T16:10:24.183-07:00Cowboy Football 2010<div align="center"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Football this year was bittersweet. One Senior Cowboy and one Freshman just getting started at GHS. So many emotions! Games won :) Games lost :(</span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><strong>Memories forever in our hearts!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545851295221231314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPbSXqzNLtI/AAAAAAAAA68/5TFIxaEzGtg/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Brennons touchdown!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">(wearing Dev's lucky Jersey)</span></div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545851291841070530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPbSXeNUBcI/AAAAAAAAA60/jGrudrhXjFY/s320/002.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545851305644343874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPbSYRoRQkI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QrURAaHnwYk/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545851280376560434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPbSWzf9ezI/AAAAAAAAA6s/7lHCG0bkKoM/s320/2190868_DNmid.jpg" /> <p align="center"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Once a Cowboy, Always a Cowboy!<br /></span></p><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545854520601868610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPbVTaR3-UI/AAAAAAAAA7U/s-rvpW2Gpqk/s320/Devon%2B090.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Devon & Kevin 1995<br /></span></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-30877403488221048132010-11-30T10:48:00.007-07:002010-11-30T15:29:30.708-07:00<div align="center">Blogging is like scrapbooking, when I start getting behind I feel like I can't catch up so I give up! Well I'm NOT!! I like it too much. So instead of trying to catch up I'm just blogging whatever moves me! And it may be totally random at times so.....</div><div align="center">DEAL WITH IT! ;)<br /><br />Sunday we decided to take the boy's into see the Temple lights. After a yummy Training Table dinner (mmmm cheese fries, with ultimate dipping sauce!) We headed over in a blizzard to see the lights.<br /></div><div align="left">Problem #1 It's only 4:30 (it's not dark yet)<br />Problem #2 it's a major blizzard!<br /></div><div align="center">So in the end we walked around for a while and snapped pics, and waited, and waited...... Even after it got dark only a few of the lights came on. (probably because of the wind and heavy snowfall)<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545404070941903010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPU7nyh_SKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/d6RksLH8wAg/s320/DSC_0089.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545472910368212882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPV6OxYMh5I/AAAAAAAAA6k/T-7w3MTqDeA/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" /> As everyone knows I love to take pictures! My kids are pretty good sports about me always sticking a camera in their face. Dev who shares my personality is always game! Brennon on the other had is more like his dad, and informed me when I tried to take a self portrait of he and I that..."I'm not a 13 year old girl!" Does that mean I am?? <span style="color:#ff0000;">I did my best as you can see ;)<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545412172227626322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVC_WLBRVI/AAAAAAAAA5s/WZSmRjkuJ7Y/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" /></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545412186137104626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVDAJ_TEPI/AAAAAAAAA50/w1WieI_Lo6Q/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545412195603800034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVDAtQVX-I/AAAAAAAAA58/gtScFRnjbj4/s320/DSC_0097.JPG" /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 218px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545412200025420178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVDA9uh8ZI/AAAAAAAAA6E/-L0Yvii1Fus/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545415559999223058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVGEimtdRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/Po5LzeIFfUg/s320/DSC_0066.JPG" /><br /><p align="center">The old avalanche trick... works every time!<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545415557248941826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/TPVGEYW_fwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/criOyHV5c4E/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" /><br /><p align="center">It was an awesome day, in a life full of chaos!<br /></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-72541514201763049472010-08-25T09:28:00.001-06:002010-08-25T09:30:17.763-06:00Hey! Remember me? No I didn't fall off the face of the earth :) No I haven't been <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">committed</span> to a mental <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">institution</span>. I have just had a crazy roller coaster ride of a summer! More soon.......................Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-22330351920231356182010-05-26T09:11:00.005-06:002010-05-26T10:01:34.632-06:00Devons Jr. Prom<div align="center">I have been meaning to get this up.<span style="color:#666666;"> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:78%;">( I know, I know the road to you know where, is paved with good intentions!)</span></span></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy78BNH4-069V2D0TJMu0q9-RqpRO7UcEVpY37YON-ePZWUxoynCccCyUmNMoAyAMtOh9vj-QN8h_xYCtg87g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">For any of you that might start getting bored </span><span style="font-size:78%;">there </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">is a little game of where's Waldo at the end. ;)</span></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-73508548879854438272010-04-14T11:39:00.005-06:002010-04-14T15:59:52.272-06:00<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffcc00;">Yellow Card: </span><span style="color:#000000;">a serious</span></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000000;"> caution!</span></span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050308428178210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8X-07GfoyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/wom-3eegu9M/s320/yellow+card.jpg" /> <span style="font-size:85%;">Two yellows in one game and the player is shown a Red card and, ejected from the game.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>A Red Card: <span style="color:#000000;">a serious offense!</span></strong></span></span></div><p align="center"></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460053088391801010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YBWvReKLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/-eRf-n5wh34/s320/red+card.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">A red without the yellows means a violent or intentional foul. You are ejected, your team has to play a man down, and your banned from the next game.</span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;">Why do you ask are you getting a lesson in soccer rules?</span></p><p align="left">I just wanted to introduce you to someone, </p><p align="center">This my friends is.......</p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>The King!</strong></span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058474059043554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YGQOcmkuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/8EzPywkNE0k/s320/057.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">The King of the Card!</span></p><div align="center">Now I know what you are thinking..."is this something to be proud of?"</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I guess that is something each person who watches & understands soccer will have to decide for himself. What I can tell you is all the coaches who have coached Devon have told him to play just how he is! Play hard or go home!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Most recently when I felt it necessary to apologize to the coach he looked right at me and said... "He's fine, I like <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Devons</span> style"</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058505806161490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YGSEttJlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/5m3I6FfPCb8/s320/Devon+Soccer+2010+005.JPG" /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058496356290786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YGRhgrkOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/oAYzSaAPxrc/s320/Devon+Soccer+2010+004.JPG" /></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058490039581314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YGRJ-qOoI/AAAAAAAAA44/1rvQDvt_YFg/s320/Devon+050.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460058481855484114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S8YGQrfa0NI/AAAAAAAAA4w/QKu2NMZKoCE/s320/Devon+017.JPG" />So I guess we have no choice but to embrace <span style="color:#ff0000;">THE KING!</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">*Dev has only <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">received</span> one RED card that I know of, and we have established that bad language doesn't help win games!</span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><p align="center"><br /></p></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-22446417204550512142010-04-09T05:48:00.008-06:002010-04-09T06:20:20.441-06:00What season is this?<div align="center"> <span style="font-size:85%;">When you see all the cars of your sons friends driving erratically through your neighborhood, and then you call your son's phone at 10:30 on a school night and all you hear is "GET DOWN, GET DOWN!!" and the line goes dead. <span style="color:#ff0000;">Should you panic?</span> <span style="color:#000066;">Should you call the police?</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">We have all heard of the four seasons. But if you are from Grantsville, or have been here long you surely know of our 5th season.... Yep that would be eggin' season! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I remember 20 years ago thinking how clever our boy's were when they left the eggs out in the sun for days so they would be rotten and stinky! But I think even that was trumped this year by the ingenious idea (Don't worry Linc I won't rat you out!) to paint the eggs black, so you can't see them coming in the dark!</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000066;">Dev:</span> <span style="color:#000000;">"Mom I need you to get me some eggs, lots of eggs like 5 doz."</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Mom:</span> <span style="color:#000000;">"Really? Why do you need that many eggs?"</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#000066;">Dev:</span> <span style="color:#000000;">"Protein mom! Coach says we need LOT'S of protein! </span></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458110703647688658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S78axEOth9I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LNmWq83jTSs/s320/egg.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">hmmm.... Dev did you know you can't absorb protein through osmosis, when being hit by a egg? Just sayin'..... ;)</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </p><p align="center"> </p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-21027541192423844472010-04-05T20:22:00.003-06:002010-04-05T20:50:26.766-06:00Spring break fun 2010<div align="center"> <span style="font-size:85%;">We decided to brave the cold and snow to do a little camping!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(Ashley didn't like the cold)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456845595201259490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcKEAgR-I/AAAAAAAAA4A/7rr3loR3_2E/s320/024.JPG" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">The boys didn't mind the cold or mud a bit.</span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#666666;">*<span style="font-size:78%;">They even found a stuffed rabbit proclaimed it the </span></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Easter bunny and threw it on the fire</span>!</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcJ0MoqKI/AAAAAAAAA34/zEwY8Cp3oK4/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456845590957172898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcJ0MoqKI/AAAAAAAAA34/zEwY8Cp3oK4/s320/004.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">We also headed out west for a few days to look for shed horns </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">it was a record haul 48 sheds!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcJdXIuiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ROJMptKBxo0/s1600/052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456845584827202082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcJdXIuiI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ROJMptKBxo0/s320/052.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456845575410355314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S7qcI6R_DHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/QTythYcSlPM/s320/014-1.JPG" /><span style="color:#000066;">Lots of fun was had by all!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Even the parents, who got to relax in the hot tub at the hotel,</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">and go out in the evenings for dinner without kids! :)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-6933665055607614202010-03-12T16:40:00.003-07:002010-03-12T17:36:28.075-07:00Are you sure?<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S5rVyDSgE7I/AAAAAAAAA3g/yKpnGQhOnWM/s1600-h/Top-2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 297px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447901755111117746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S5rVyDSgE7I/AAAAAAAAA3g/yKpnGQhOnWM/s400/Top-2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I can't believe it! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Can this really be the same boy?</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447899811419406370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S5rUA6eSQCI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/RSlyXkbhDyg/s400/Top-1.jpg" /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">It sounds so cliche but, they really do grow up so quickly!</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447899821047862706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S5rUBeV41bI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/yx2W7J64AK4/s400/Top.jpg" /><span style="font-size:100%;">I had to wipe away a tear & choke back a sob as Dev began his 2010 soccer season. It still hard to comprehend that, the great big #22 is my little guy.</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Go Cowboys!</span><br /><br /><br /></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251696624459795543.post-32589681844044082162010-03-03T13:58:00.018-07:002010-03-03T16:20:00.345-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Insight +Mom = Momsight</span></span><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Momsight:</span> An instance of apprehending the true nature of a thing, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">through intuitive understanding.</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;">After 17 years of being a "boy mom" I think I FINALLY understand.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#666666;">*(I'm sure my sons will disagree)</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">1. Boy's like to get dirty!</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444548091076720530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47rpHMot5I/AAAAAAAAA3A/bhgdtlU1W4c/s200/041.JPG" /></div><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444525390758049346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47W_x66dkI/AAAAAAAAA1I/u4GjM-gkmWU/s200/045.jpg" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47sQ6FK0KI/AAAAAAAAA3I/RoZiEfvJFbQ/s1600-h/122.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444548774750507170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47sQ6FK0KI/AAAAAAAAA3I/RoZiEfvJFbQ/s200/122.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47nP620LoI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/o0FNiuEcKag/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444543260220731010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47nP620LoI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/o0FNiuEcKag/s200/034.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47mMVpEYiI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/431v9uVPf6A/s1600-h/111.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444542099179725346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47mMVpEYiI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/431v9uVPf6A/s200/111.jpg" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444525383498821602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47W_W4Lb-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/9VMWVLGrBq4/s200/039.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">2. Boy's like to go fast.<span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"> (get muddy)</span></span></p><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444522096722563378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47UACrp0TI/AAAAAAAAA0g/RnTMnzJ0PrI/s200/028-1.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">3. Boy's like to touch slimy things.<span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"> <span style="font-size:78%;">(get germy)</span></span></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444526552716550114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47YDajaH-I/AAAAAAAAA1w/8y9D_uYv7VQ/s200/160.jpg" /> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">4. Boy's like to fix things.<span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"> (get greasy)</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span></div><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444525404579110274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47XAlaHHYI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/i6AAx1LmvnI/s200/053.jpg" /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">5. Boy's like to run into each other.<span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"> </span></span><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000066;"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(get sweaty & stinky)</span></span></p><p><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444535784163863778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47gcwX9bOI/AAAAAAAAA2A/9C0wbYcRacI/s200/020-1.JPG" /> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">6. Boy's like to eat.<span style="font-size:78%;"> <span style="color:#666666;">(get their face messy)</span></span></span><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444535771300937010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47gcAdMvTI/AAAAAAAAA14/fS8w4clPWOI/s200/027.JPG" /> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;">7. Boy's like to go barefoot. <span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(have dirty feet, & wounded too)</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47oMLdN8VI/AAAAAAAAA2g/xcSLRkK_8co/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444544295468921170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47oMLdN8VI/AAAAAAAAA2g/xcSLRkK_8co/s200/019.JPG" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444522090484771746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47T_rccq6I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/OdNAWv94kz8/s200/012.jpg" /></span></p><br /><span style="color:#000066;"><span style="font-size:100%;">8. Boy's like to laugh.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(make someone else get messy)</span><br /></span><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444523725954777186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47Ve4C4gGI/AAAAAAAAA0w/eWJRd_rtqZM/s200/029.JPG" /> <span style="color:#000066;">9. Boy's like to hunt things.<span style="font-size:78%;"> </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;">(sleep, eat & shoot at things in the dirt)</span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444545588816608274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tHIdexNBQKc/S47pXdjVfBI/AAAAAAAAA2o/mD3SbmH2pv8/s200/023.JPG" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;">Boy's are filthy!</span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">& I wouldn't trade them for anything!</span><br /><br /></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04428894055281734463noreply@blogger.com3