tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9303354009990009472024-03-05T00:05:48.939-07:00The Garner'sHeath, Carrie, Micah, & AbbyCarriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.comBlogger158125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-1561143017372582522012-04-25T22:08:00.000-06:002012-04-25T22:08:49.937-06:00This girl<div style="text-align: center;">
This girl is my little shadow. We go everywhere together and I love it. Today, when I picked her up from preschool, she hugged my leg and said, "Mom, sometimes I get sad when you leave me." At first, it was like a bullet to my heart and I thought to myself that I must leave her too much. But, as we drove home, all the while listening to Abby tell me all about her amazing preschool adventures, it hit me that that wasn't what she was saying at all. She was simply telling me that she enjoys our time together.
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<br />Abby's preschool teacher recently did little mini photo sessions with each of the children. These are the shots she sent me.
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Adore is an understatement.</div>
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This photo is typical Abby. Smiling like she couldn't be happier to be a participant in life. Posing like she's cute and she knows it. :)</div>
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I absolutely LOVE this one! So different from any photo we've ever had of her. </div>
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</div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-70645742771972481832012-04-15T20:05:00.003-06:002012-04-15T20:29:36.792-06:00Micah is 7!<div align="center">Micah is 7! He is excited beyond belief because now "it's only 1 more year until I get baptized!" As a mother, I am proud that he is excited about that. :)<br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />Traditionally, we celebrate birthday's with more than one celebration. This year was no different. We started off in Mesquite, where we had a pizza and Easter Egg hunt party. We celebrated with my parents, my brother Beau, and my brother Cory, his wife, Danae, and their kids, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zoey</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Colston</span>. It was a lot of fun watching the kids run all over the place looking for eggs. They finished with about a gazillion eggs and way more than enough candy. :) Micah got a super cool Lego <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ninjago</span> set(from grandma & grandpa), some neat-o Star Wars pod spinners (from Cory, Danae, Zoe7 & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Colston</span>), and a certain <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beyblade</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wii</span> game (from Uncle Beau) that he has been eyeing for some time. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />Last night, we went out to dinner, and then came home and had a spectacular darts tournament. Heath recently got an electronic dart board for his office, and the kids had been dying to play, so we made it a little party. It was tons of fun and no one lost an eye. :)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />Today is Micah's actual birthday. I had church meetings all morning, so we made Micah wait until after church to open his gifts. That was torture on the poor kid. :) As soon as church was out though, we rushed home to a table full of presents to open. Once again, Micah was spoiled</div><div align="center">and received more than his fair share of awesome presents. He got a set of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Blendy</span> pens from Abby, some awesome books and some super special pictures of Micah & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Popi</span> from Gammy, a bag of his very own chocolate licorice and two more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beyblades</span>, from mom and dad. These were not just any Beys though. They came straight from Japan, and according to Micah, "no one else has them". Not sure if that's true, but what's the harm in thinking?</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />Once again, I find myself waxing sentimental about my firstborn. Where has the time gone? How did he get big so fast? How did I get so lucky to be his mom? Have I ever mentioned that Micah is an absolute joy? A pleasure. Hilarious. Smart. Creative. Kind. Sensitive. A good helper. A great big brother. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Feisty</span>. Shy. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Mischievous</span>. </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-SYBdno86Slka_1KbUQ195Kv04bMCas_4louqwhyphenhyphenWvgu6qBPsrOn6LX_3qEv8s2rVmzsMwPU0vJPKVq0t5VbfyfY2NBhakZ-Cr4GdYXHCsFDtBju3Qtc4R1MURg_j28C0GxAJ2bQ-HOo/s1600/DSC_3786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 246px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731814441635411186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-SYBdno86Slka_1KbUQ195Kv04bMCas_4louqwhyphenhyphenWvgu6qBPsrOn6LX_3qEv8s2rVmzsMwPU0vJPKVq0t5VbfyfY2NBhakZ-Cr4GdYXHCsFDtBju3Qtc4R1MURg_j28C0GxAJ2bQ-HOo/s320/DSC_3786.JPG" /></a>Did I mention, handsome?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp_RNlqgWm9yI5w0qHsVCATl3n-3ARk_fk3P_PtPY4i3gXLA2KQMdn7bY3XRDQ6eTPnFZnBGxajfruDM66Sr43a1T-DYSAEtI_CvJSC9xXzNQLjjhgkGXufA3C7XGIxTGrDJUqDyf4u0k/s1600/DSC_3783.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 246px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731814429071808178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp_RNlqgWm9yI5w0qHsVCATl3n-3ARk_fk3P_PtPY4i3gXLA2KQMdn7bY3XRDQ6eTPnFZnBGxajfruDM66Sr43a1T-DYSAEtI_CvJSC9xXzNQLjjhgkGXufA3C7XGIxTGrDJUqDyf4u0k/s320/DSC_3783.JPG" /></a>Silly.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCloZcmuMNq6h_SGDwKmINlpJesON7UJzv3RQ_EZXCh3nYYYi47CnBgkzSyM3IUjG26oRM7BnYKd_OU5FH2ysWozEjpXZ20qG3sgSpbuQtWa6utu6wRqV8zTLp8-zwQfBaIlz7UjuvQc/s1600/DSC_3774-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 246px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731814418485074258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCloZcmuMNq6h_SGDwKmINlpJesON7UJzv3RQ_EZXCh3nYYYi47CnBgkzSyM3IUjG26oRM7BnYKd_OU5FH2ysWozEjpXZ20qG3sgSpbuQtWa6utu6wRqV8zTLp8-zwQfBaIlz7UjuvQc/s320/DSC_3774-2.jpg" /></a>Cute as a button.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7krzF-Sjs2NuhVQF2dYTiXSggYmheIqJ9STLdXu7yAunLbRjJT71ehL4QKtRNH_8iq87fYwVkzHPEOCuysu0GA2JBeVDa2Nnk_cTIvJ-hK-HNZBYqwwWf3BGxk9YzF8_Q8Y7eOVMya4/s1600/DSC_3762-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 246px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731814411751464178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz7krzF-Sjs2NuhVQF2dYTiXSggYmheIqJ9STLdXu7yAunLbRjJT71ehL4QKtRNH_8iq87fYwVkzHPEOCuysu0GA2JBeVDa2Nnk_cTIvJ-hK-HNZBYqwwWf3BGxk9YzF8_Q8Y7eOVMya4/s320/DSC_3762-2.jpg" /></a>A little self conscious.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyEyVM8dNlxhXCMY1kHrkFs15TdG_emZigi_IEVhONAzSAwmAN-wFa6OJH-0GIelkSpBxvLUZm5bCR1Jywg5svySyJlooTB255VXPdNo96BZB9HKleefM1HMfTU2kwOoRVZJWHWixqfU/s1600/DSC_3750.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 246px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731814396924556850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyEyVM8dNlxhXCMY1kHrkFs15TdG_emZigi_IEVhONAzSAwmAN-wFa6OJH-0GIelkSpBxvLUZm5bCR1Jywg5svySyJlooTB255VXPdNo96BZB9HKleefM1HMfTU2kwOoRVZJWHWixqfU/s320/DSC_3750.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">Super cool.<br /><br /></div><div align="center">And, mine. For eternity. :)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">This kid has it all! Love you, little man!</div><div align="center"> </div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-77639739496875509182012-01-14T14:18:00.006-07:002012-01-14T21:03:17.301-07:00Christmas 2011<div align="center">I have a love/hate relationship with the camera. I love having the memories that pictures provide, but I hate being behind the lens all the time. I feel like I miss out on things. So, I didn't take as many pics this year. I do feel robbed that I didn't get any pics of the kids opening presents with their cousins, but at least I got Christmas morning covered.<br /><br /> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Heath wanted to start a new tradition for Christmas 2011. So, we created our first annual hot chocolate bar and "A Christmas Story" movie night. We got all sorts of fun toppings for our hot cocoa and watched the movie together. I surprised the family with cute little mugs to start off our new tradition. It was a lot of fun and I hope it was memorable for Micah and Abby.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3E1BEwVms8hMbLtxpNYFQPpxF6yM8WRBp7w3fjNmbTbmerYCFxiFcW_X5JqZxmP9uZgU_T0ep2prmEqmfjtAbZ24xQGdLhu8HjsK0_PQgyNGqyDb8ApWLo8_JKKOhyphenhyphenf3hs8EYkX8_Aa0/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601685394706002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3E1BEwVms8hMbLtxpNYFQPpxF6yM8WRBp7w3fjNmbTbmerYCFxiFcW_X5JqZxmP9uZgU_T0ep2prmEqmfjtAbZ24xQGdLhu8HjsK0_PQgyNGqyDb8ApWLo8_JKKOhyphenhyphenf3hs8EYkX8_Aa0/s320/008.JPG" /></a>Look at all the fun <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">fixins</span>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv918_BD4WPXeJCTWk7ECh74YEOMHyZ23MvhveVWPZwnHuzCzVNV1O45XoxWDCkSGuYwGY_m04E34xSkOFhHON63K0Myf9WYkRnjuW-ugVVYKuHPqBdhhWFeJZ7F5EZlcSdlk4d2PGMf0/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601437297421122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv918_BD4WPXeJCTWk7ECh74YEOMHyZ23MvhveVWPZwnHuzCzVNV1O45XoxWDCkSGuYwGY_m04E34xSkOFhHON63K0Myf9WYkRnjuW-ugVVYKuHPqBdhhWFeJZ7F5EZlcSdlk4d2PGMf0/s320/006.JPG" /></a>It's always been a tradition to open Christmas <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">jammies</span> on Christmas Eve. Here are the kids all dressed up in their new pj's.<br />We also open a gift on Christmas Eve. This year, Micah got a remote control Black Widow. It's so realistic, it actually scared the kids. And, Abby got some really cute, magnetic paper dolls.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJL0bYHdQVyOzg5hyphenhyphen2fih0Jc7REvxPYzd2nVEQ4v6WmSi0f7uq_pNd3zfQAKAZYfJhe-FD0Lco04GHThvs_p1cljStWuJEBUxPZ03qAhDJ2o1f5Vc1oCnugGgTtoHNs9Im3cK92q95RE/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601417674206514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJL0bYHdQVyOzg5hyphenhyphen2fih0Jc7REvxPYzd2nVEQ4v6WmSi0f7uq_pNd3zfQAKAZYfJhe-FD0Lco04GHThvs_p1cljStWuJEBUxPZ03qAhDJ2o1f5Vc1oCnugGgTtoHNs9Im3cK92q95RE/s320/001.JPG" /></a>Santa filled the kids' stockings to the brim. </div><div>He also left them this cute table, chairs, and fun game. </div><div>I think he was trying to encourage them to play together more. :)<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRngq5h6zmlGc5TrTn6qEaQJ1JCBldifBn6R5za3eNBfoZOk2YAQEW8ScMcBydShalCBpSQRQEhSoO8Psv81W1DZcNboOeN9QMbo44_CJ2OPLnS2k2VmSyuypufUf4dn5lrglbMxvN24/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601411444458146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRngq5h6zmlGc5TrTn6qEaQJ1JCBldifBn6R5za3eNBfoZOk2YAQEW8ScMcBydShalCBpSQRQEhSoO8Psv81W1DZcNboOeN9QMbo44_CJ2OPLnS2k2VmSyuypufUf4dn5lrglbMxvN24/s320/002.JPG" /></a>Micah's gifts from Santa. </div><div>He was so excited to see that Santa got the exact orange bike that he wanted. He was really worried that Santa might not be able to find it.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10WAfyuKh-k3dx3809sjnFCs0-QmrWiOdRn1MeB2k_wY35lYPCKs7MqQ6Zp-PPhCgTxaloVHobu6wwlljydsDx3MNFn8q7xvgDPL_7D3qDkM3_WwdfMakm3L-Ysm5l0dxFzxk7shftiA/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601396231571794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg10WAfyuKh-k3dx3809sjnFCs0-QmrWiOdRn1MeB2k_wY35lYPCKs7MqQ6Zp-PPhCgTxaloVHobu6wwlljydsDx3MNFn8q7xvgDPL_7D3qDkM3_WwdfMakm3L-Ysm5l0dxFzxk7shftiA/s320/003.JPG" /></a>Abby's new kitchen. It even has a phone. </div><div>That part was very important to her. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2L52BRVmN0_xmqm7jwBMLL4d7KULWE3sVPzploPLKOBGJ5J5FMg6BS-1NRIYjKJxrNCccO93FBFxpZ9-7_cj3p2EJe1iAulwfSaGjcG2lIF-zVflSP_vdj4T5ICL4i7Ivv0Y7Vuh0AI/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697601390376261346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE2L52BRVmN0_xmqm7jwBMLL4d7KULWE3sVPzploPLKOBGJ5J5FMg6BS-1NRIYjKJxrNCccO93FBFxpZ9-7_cj3p2EJe1iAulwfSaGjcG2lIF-zVflSP_vdj4T5ICL4i7Ivv0Y7Vuh0AI/s320/004.JPG" /></a>The rest of Abby's loot from Santa.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlRAKtSD5jPB194gocFTAXWVrXzXi9E5msU8r81FUkgrjVbZ4b_pxQaARG06GQujmEi4Jwi8GCqkiy1OgbojN8RVQJ9rpsm0sKFfGWMSn1Hs23QghdoF8UBTF1bNOx_mOOR_dyOOugFs/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600956951922018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjlRAKtSD5jPB194gocFTAXWVrXzXi9E5msU8r81FUkgrjVbZ4b_pxQaARG06GQujmEi4Jwi8GCqkiy1OgbojN8RVQJ9rpsm0sKFfGWMSn1Hs23QghdoF8UBTF1bNOx_mOOR_dyOOugFs/s320/006.JPG" /></a>Santa even left stockings for mom and dad. </div><div>How did he know that mom loves those jalapeno chips?<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeZpLz7WnfOVj0mDazWvnJiNuArzh8vO_rAQ32wAL7T90IPL8Oy0PeCy4ql3czHwRhc3iMa3POne0s8nhfC40TeCoLq6i7o7INMsnC6PJEPKAFoPckyQmqzjTE5kXrcxszb1xprVWvGI/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600943174831778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeZpLz7WnfOVj0mDazWvnJiNuArzh8vO_rAQ32wAL7T90IPL8Oy0PeCy4ql3czHwRhc3iMa3POne0s8nhfC40TeCoLq6i7o7INMsnC6PJEPKAFoPckyQmqzjTE5kXrcxszb1xprVWvGI/s320/007.JPG" /></a>Looks like Santa just left!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumE7R-4Yk_Sse6eNejoCiAM6HcI-k8pltWm2KqCgjUqRabaNun8Rlj7pIK3gqBseRSeWD2JKwzTrEGgrN0qNEu5fJt2OmT2JcCh5jox6Ft-B-68Hc0LhsnIk2efVxN5NvX3cWWTjGNMQ/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600932968973330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumE7R-4Yk_Sse6eNejoCiAM6HcI-k8pltWm2KqCgjUqRabaNun8Rlj7pIK3gqBseRSeWD2JKwzTrEGgrN0qNEu5fJt2OmT2JcCh5jox6Ft-B-68Hc0LhsnIk2efVxN5NvX3cWWTjGNMQ/s320/008.JPG" /></a>Christmas morning!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPunPqYYVk4RQW7ImQX03BJDEdeuzC17KGIQZqLeJPJwxeIDv29FxPOHJtEm53GtGAOV9P-k8EjWWW26Ba8Xx4jc6PU7b4mwQOW49DB-PAWvr6x7PnN-Va8WicUHguF_fBzzgJJ2P08o/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600925675677714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCPunPqYYVk4RQW7ImQX03BJDEdeuzC17KGIQZqLeJPJwxeIDv29FxPOHJtEm53GtGAOV9P-k8EjWWW26Ba8Xx4jc6PU7b4mwQOW49DB-PAWvr6x7PnN-Va8WicUHguF_fBzzgJJ2P08o/s320/009.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifxpbXi6akqcqNoheRjDZ_Aq35mYS5PchMnF_NLwV5WmNFucobGFAblq8_LaSLD1t4AFrcn1mzZ1Ee095TEgfMIGEQHSapkXUmOJoQ8-6cPZDfB1oyE63CGDtDqImS28AaHDcR_IqIXGU/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600410899862530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifxpbXi6akqcqNoheRjDZ_Aq35mYS5PchMnF_NLwV5WmNFucobGFAblq8_LaSLD1t4AFrcn1mzZ1Ee095TEgfMIGEQHSapkXUmOJoQ8-6cPZDfB1oyE63CGDtDqImS28AaHDcR_IqIXGU/s320/010.JPG" /></a>Mom and dad got Abby a cute tea cart.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGY-nYgkZXQT8bS6gDYVAHhadIw-q0gtPMGJ1zsh1r9tk_pSUpU4vGrU29AwgaVAwqx9FWDFSYGeHsWN4y0nzhyphenhyphenbWqjSlwGY-DTTr4ggqP528cGrfADVxyx4zG3X74Y_de7jAevxpNig/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600390446754706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlGY-nYgkZXQT8bS6gDYVAHhadIw-q0gtPMGJ1zsh1r9tk_pSUpU4vGrU29AwgaVAwqx9FWDFSYGeHsWN4y0nzhyphenhyphenbWqjSlwGY-DTTr4ggqP528cGrfADVxyx4zG3X74Y_de7jAevxpNig/s320/011.JPG" /></a>Micah could not have been happier for this little thing. </div><div>Thanks mom and dad!<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuJ-1hNok-B7Vdrwda75xQH_4GlXZStTz_UR_M-0pcznxP4atCiUZy4FXpDgwXrz9LP2FBuMQ3wCNq5FA-cfLg9vPPex2EOKPXrpqQJhJbCpceOpN_GXPZmAQ-BC5ceK2WZ8TJN1cO2o/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600371614091026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuJ-1hNok-B7Vdrwda75xQH_4GlXZStTz_UR_M-0pcznxP4atCiUZy4FXpDgwXrz9LP2FBuMQ3wCNq5FA-cfLg9vPPex2EOKPXrpqQJhJbCpceOpN_GXPZmAQ-BC5ceK2WZ8TJN1cO2o/s320/013.JPG" /></a>Abby opening her double stroller. </div><div>Later in the day, when we went to Grandma & Grandpa's house, she got a Baby Alive doll from uncle Beau, and a Princess Aurora doll from Uncle Cory, Aunt Danae, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zoey</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Colston</span>. </div><div>Perfect for her new stroller.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlPYuza2N73RrZ796iBRZgeXgOl3rU_8v4me-4GcVGcF4niIvqU8nn_UCdcW3SZKoJFM9g2YtqnLMXiVIjNeuS5Oey8JShDto-jV57ZD7fgOvUT0QIUG7hyxu_gwGCshWPicZdEi8ttnc/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697600364779052546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlPYuza2N73RrZ796iBRZgeXgOl3rU_8v4me-4GcVGcF4niIvqU8nn_UCdcW3SZKoJFM9g2YtqnLMXiVIjNeuS5Oey8JShDto-jV57ZD7fgOvUT0QIUG7hyxu_gwGCshWPicZdEi8ttnc/s320/014.JPG" /></a><div>Pop the Pig! This is a really great preschool game. <br /><br /></div><div> </div><div>Well, that's it! That's all the pics I got. <br />Thank you to Grandma & Grandpa for the plethora of other gifts that didn't get documented in pictures this year. And, thank you to Gammy, and Uncle Josh, Aunt Marcy, Ethan and Hudson for the fun gifts that also didn't get documented.<br /></div><div> </div><div><br />It was another great Christmas at the Garner's!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-16098547171239794982011-12-21T11:03:00.003-07:002011-12-21T11:06:40.768-07:00Missing Valerie<div><div align="center">Another year has come and gone. Another year that Valerie is missed. Another year of my children not knowing their aunt.<br /><br />Another year of strengthened testimonies that families are forever. Another year of teaching opportunities. Another year of treasured memories. Another year of counted blessings. Another year closer to reuniting.<br /><br />Love you, Valerie!</div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-89537758581479142552011-12-02T11:31:00.005-07:002011-12-02T11:41:32.891-07:00This Guy<div align="center">Eleven years ago, something told me that this guy was special. I listened then and know it is even more true today. Not only is this guy handsome, he is also smart, funny, a hard worker, honest, a fantastic father, a valiant Priesthood holder, and my best friend.</div><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_HDphsSSSpVRjMeBRK1UhtC2HD-9Gjsv57ir7OIgb1iS2DTPvPAqaPvBVgbyEAliMnIzX1qjfSyRg2pB1UBKzOPn5iXRQ3kOEJPcN2f5N09p1y6cfnVVaeuyxFahaKswd2ORkQf4Iqm4/s1600/Heath%252C+Tyson+%2526+Ashley.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 263px; height: 293px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681601590733736642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_HDphsSSSpVRjMeBRK1UhtC2HD-9Gjsv57ir7OIgb1iS2DTPvPAqaPvBVgbyEAliMnIzX1qjfSyRg2pB1UBKzOPn5iXRQ3kOEJPcN2f5N09p1y6cfnVVaeuyxFahaKswd2ORkQf4Iqm4/s320/Heath%252C+Tyson+%2526+Ashley.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">I love this guy, and I hope he feels it, not just today, but everyday!</p>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-56408975338918907392011-11-27T19:37:00.003-07:002011-11-27T19:42:50.008-07:00This is What I am Thankful For<div align="center">This is what I am thankful for...<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Sk0uFHJJiOeDSf0z9tli4t5hI3UdFCadksgCqS1f1Efap9mmy46IfDo6rzDkDv75sgpWRWUH8pO32QYWP8SiCG_Uo8bIWIsMfF55A0IrhDj20sp9EE1DFFhdHctYn1uhq3hvVao9Fxk/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679870478954953778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Sk0uFHJJiOeDSf0z9tli4t5hI3UdFCadksgCqS1f1Efap9mmy46IfDo6rzDkDv75sgpWRWUH8pO32QYWP8SiCG_Uo8bIWIsMfF55A0IrhDj20sp9EE1DFFhdHctYn1uhq3hvVao9Fxk/s320/005.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center">And the knowledge that we are a forever family.</div><br />Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-40352905270393899142011-11-08T16:31:00.004-07:002011-11-16T12:10:52.389-07:00Jr Jazz Basketball<div align="center">Micah played Jr. Jazz basketball in October. To say he had a blast would be an understatement. He keeps asking when he can play again. The league was for 1st & 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> graders and was still sort of an instructional league. The would practice for the first 30 minutes and then play another team the last 30 minutes. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZLOzUKunuEbt64lX0D8G1ONBHJgBUleqO4SCY5VhK_382PWmv_Cqe1vmmr7sGXeLmRxUyBzd-LfMCT-DxUjrRaU6yvI7tigOnTULVif84JBOW7a1Sa8SKJBtgJ3_IMNo-hqcvFFpZB8/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772330766100930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGZLOzUKunuEbt64lX0D8G1ONBHJgBUleqO4SCY5VhK_382PWmv_Cqe1vmmr7sGXeLmRxUyBzd-LfMCT-DxUjrRaU6yvI7tigOnTULVif84JBOW7a1Sa8SKJBtgJ3_IMNo-hqcvFFpZB8/s320/014.JPG" /></a><p align="center">Micah's coaches were very patient and extremely nice. The one on the left is John. The one on the right is Robbie.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpfYeroayc4SmQQ0oEc8R_JhrZczXMCx26wowsruNyXeG69tv6LJG2_R29n9rUEC6iIUHRl-VRTEYP4LCpUp2VpfSuAGirZi23-ZeTrN0WbG3L5Kbq-BFn4-i8bkizonp_wHVnBWDTiI/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772319723022434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDpfYeroayc4SmQQ0oEc8R_JhrZczXMCx26wowsruNyXeG69tv6LJG2_R29n9rUEC6iIUHRl-VRTEYP4LCpUp2VpfSuAGirZi23-ZeTrN0WbG3L5Kbq-BFn4-i8bkizonp_wHVnBWDTiI/s320/015.JPG" /></a><p align="center">One of Micah's favorite things to do was to throw the ball in. He would race to the sideline each time, hoping to be the one who got to throw it in.</p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjCfEy6_1ayYfPkNn0HuTQ3xY3I6JVs-Z1r8YsI0QKRpw9QItgJChvaFe9vCOS4YuGT7Sg5Fy0J3nPugPRYAvxBR_6vl5atVl5W7sS5IlOtJH4XQugnESTc8xXKrH6PkXJPeJbUzJ0tS4/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772315840078866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjCfEy6_1ayYfPkNn0HuTQ3xY3I6JVs-Z1r8YsI0QKRpw9QItgJChvaFe9vCOS4YuGT7Sg5Fy0J3nPugPRYAvxBR_6vl5atVl5W7sS5IlOtJH4XQugnESTc8xXKrH6PkXJPeJbUzJ0tS4/s320/002.JPG" /></a>Practice time. Taking turns shooting.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHDirKwqlltBudQBAGQu65eVGLBTA-IniFrKa6NKh9AlokNjEnB0-GOszK5Bw0mNoPI2SgvZaEu21TIh6cQbZpnjzdnusi6fIAqVwJVxP7ELRHNolcH0gpILMOE8Lypwr81jRTyZ8aKA/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772036550441042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipHDirKwqlltBudQBAGQu65eVGLBTA-IniFrKa6NKh9AlokNjEnB0-GOszK5Bw0mNoPI2SgvZaEu21TIh6cQbZpnjzdnusi6fIAqVwJVxP7ELRHNolcH0gpILMOE8Lypwr81jRTyZ8aKA/s320/004.JPG" /></a>I'm open! I'm open!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVcdl4Vb7fQCMbNNBAWlHCvt_QxGyIjMT61YxqGHz7Ty6kVsrEamZVShZwQyvjsnu-uSmU0LPJI02c1-9g6pz2UtSJAkkLTzC7Ks62Ad51Vo6vlMOSIHbsnVoprY5Tno_Iq9LwsMsSjTM/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772025565590610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVcdl4Vb7fQCMbNNBAWlHCvt_QxGyIjMT61YxqGHz7Ty6kVsrEamZVShZwQyvjsnu-uSmU0LPJI02c1-9g6pz2UtSJAkkLTzC7Ks62Ad51Vo6vlMOSIHbsnVoprY5Tno_Iq9LwsMsSjTM/s320/005.JPG" /></a>Shoot it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87G2VJLVbEjKq_ZD5GsKWLoDaaWASZAEJr7LrdesrAsXASqDwJHp71TL-2Rk_Iw2DJMCYt8R8oDnBXwogTXNHUFNSi7rBwALiBp7H1nLtWNX_Nwt6G-piroRsqfdsE825cCji5AEnu1w/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772018536816018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg87G2VJLVbEjKq_ZD5GsKWLoDaaWASZAEJr7LrdesrAsXASqDwJHp71TL-2Rk_Iw2DJMCYt8R8oDnBXwogTXNHUFNSi7rBwALiBp7H1nLtWNX_Nwt6G-piroRsqfdsE825cCji5AEnu1w/s320/006.JPG" /></a>Micah got pretty good at dribbling and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">handling</span> the ball. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLal_-pamm8gcMqw8R_HKXIZ8L9HkBzfSo2ghgxcXD1_y37mGGL-ZuSZJ1Ij0MmLpfc9pZjVTrW0NX-lthQYNQw6e8dNWlpk8t9XKUzbx4CaHc8i1FGKOlfqfvsr1zdg-_Fyuy4F8SRI/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672772016819930082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLal_-pamm8gcMqw8R_HKXIZ8L9HkBzfSo2ghgxcXD1_y37mGGL-ZuSZJ1Ij0MmLpfc9pZjVTrW0NX-lthQYNQw6e8dNWlpk8t9XKUzbx4CaHc8i1FGKOlfqfvsr1zdg-_Fyuy4F8SRI/s320/007.JPG" /></a></p><p align="center">He was pretty bummed that the season ended so quickly. They only had eight games. He was so excited to learn that he can play again in January.</p><p align="center">Abby and I had fun watching Micah play. She would stand on the sidelines and cheer, "Go Micah!" </p><p align="center">We can't wait to start another season of Jr. Jazz Basketball!</p>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-91115014600877411162011-09-09T09:57:00.005-06:002011-09-09T10:04:32.686-06:00Dance<div align="center">Dance is back in session and Abby couldn't be any happier!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7M2CROWwpZS2z_DT1YzXqLeSEDrUFZa1YOFiY6OX2MImh92sNu9BncIVpJ1Ao3CWugxjLVSbcmV-NqZE6UQBkvnpXaHm6TRIjjY26lYosv12ispIzfsafcADds9QNxClJUmcOFcBprw/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650389941087955218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7M2CROWwpZS2z_DT1YzXqLeSEDrUFZa1YOFiY6OX2MImh92sNu9BncIVpJ1Ao3CWugxjLVSbcmV-NqZE6UQBkvnpXaHm6TRIjjY26lYosv12ispIzfsafcADds9QNxClJUmcOFcBprw/s320/001.JPG" /></a> New dance clothes- with "sparklies on it". :)<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzenNQb-yugpoPYRj4Gic-GPsSF_z94D71a05EMYfrLxp9n809aRoykXg3WHEv7Yf-qV3MXfiqwU36Ijjdm2YF3KyOQ57Ut8_yMYPgPRLrnpEqV_tCIT4kwa-JygNId6_wWsEScOPR13c/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650389925398519618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzenNQb-yugpoPYRj4Gic-GPsSF_z94D71a05EMYfrLxp9n809aRoykXg3WHEv7Yf-qV3MXfiqwU36Ijjdm2YF3KyOQ57Ut8_yMYPgPRLrnpEqV_tCIT4kwa-JygNId6_wWsEScOPR13c/s320/003.JPG" /></a>Showing off some of her moves.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifGk7d-cqjzVfg6nUyNBMrd-4nMv9W4TgvVXBLshRJR4gG-9Uajpv0UDXgIemBWMoBuxqL7Sr7P2BnvQLZzBAAWjaj_fwmOU66_SOFclUIArpNM3e2UbD4PneolIH390WMjHDJznLss68/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650389921069896690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifGk7d-cqjzVfg6nUyNBMrd-4nMv9W4TgvVXBLshRJR4gG-9Uajpv0UDXgIemBWMoBuxqL7Sr7P2BnvQLZzBAAWjaj_fwmOU66_SOFclUIArpNM3e2UbD4PneolIH390WMjHDJznLss68/s320/004.JPG" /></a>Gettin' down!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDRk1c2m7xZs1wn6y7b3mJxX1J64sts8ilv9zsTOSpHnzd6YMcoieVlzg6suAxzdaS-4xB4SvZHrj1_f9aiopl1i5W2H6r3laDWGE_5cbS37mSy_CzrQPMdadhVNwcAHq4eapZ_tG2og/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650389915075764274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDRk1c2m7xZs1wn6y7b3mJxX1J64sts8ilv9zsTOSpHnzd6YMcoieVlzg6suAxzdaS-4xB4SvZHrj1_f9aiopl1i5W2H6r3laDWGE_5cbS37mSy_CzrQPMdadhVNwcAHq4eapZ_tG2og/s320/005.JPG" /></a>Not sure what move this is. :)<br /><br /><p align="center">This girl LOVES to dance! </p></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-34371949032166217142011-09-07T17:46:00.006-06:002011-09-07T18:12:29.147-06:00Abby's 1st Day of Preschool<div align="center">Today was Abby's first day of preschool. To say that she was excited, would be an understatement.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKGg8hHbWage3LZ5iV1fuhsqvtGBSiqEx1PpUrnQmeEOV-N8lF4PsD8Sf8YkupYjPLYLmGd2KiKxreA2fz_lsGMEV5zTdekxXQYizB02p-23P3fz68z5YXl-7oNWrjX4rhg9ZidxysdQ/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769259311634594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKGg8hHbWage3LZ5iV1fuhsqvtGBSiqEx1PpUrnQmeEOV-N8lF4PsD8Sf8YkupYjPLYLmGd2KiKxreA2fz_lsGMEV5zTdekxXQYizB02p-23P3fz68z5YXl-7oNWrjX4rhg9ZidxysdQ/s320/014.JPG" /></a> Stylin, in her new school clothes. We painted her fingernails to match her outfit. :)
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpYNcb97NNPQGBpKDZidD_i9FH59vJgzBt1eV58SOC8cr-_R9gGpf_81F-gPJh5wBwe8vW9a1YkpzQRDcg6FRPTBohahc97RKMwRBInHA1ylDiCKidE1Hg3jl7mZ2Ie8QWB39CQnuyX8/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769152032563330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvpYNcb97NNPQGBpKDZidD_i9FH59vJgzBt1eV58SOC8cr-_R9gGpf_81F-gPJh5wBwe8vW9a1YkpzQRDcg6FRPTBohahc97RKMwRBInHA1ylDiCKidE1Hg3jl7mZ2Ie8QWB39CQnuyX8/s320/019.JPG" /></a>Abby socializing before class started. She loves kids and loves to talk!
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHuEtbsvi-5799VOFTHnWO328ILvs7aEJnSQ1DDGJBjBk5HnJG4SnnwZM6w4zMNjPplf7d6kGWlJhEll_VUQdoXDDPJ-G-qoazliyhIicCFESMzzjwV-PQhV6Vnzai4Sb5xsZHo8AloU/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769150045234978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUHuEtbsvi-5799VOFTHnWO328ILvs7aEJnSQ1DDGJBjBk5HnJG4SnnwZM6w4zMNjPplf7d6kGWlJhEll_VUQdoXDDPJ-G-qoazliyhIicCFESMzzjwV-PQhV6Vnzai4Sb5xsZHo8AloU/s320/020.JPG" /></a>The bulletin board inside Brilliant Beginnings.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikltC3a0UjcflMm0lBOHlvPRTJ_aaPLbFpDn80_IY9Vlm-nsRWjJxnp4lA4fWi3IQWTlq1RoNeLezSWRgqcOomjoClgtiKQllz3nVB935hTKLY4Z3CsYUSCTF0WbhyphenhyphenvUekjawG0RXnHEQ/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769144267797714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikltC3a0UjcflMm0lBOHlvPRTJ_aaPLbFpDn80_IY9Vlm-nsRWjJxnp4lA4fWi3IQWTlq1RoNeLezSWRgqcOomjoClgtiKQllz3nVB935hTKLY4Z3CsYUSCTF0WbhyphenhyphenvUekjawG0RXnHEQ/s320/021.JPG" /></a>The classroom. So bright, cheery, and perfect for learning.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mn4vjV0IPHx99M-08c0TiKaOosUZqPVFdMXjRoKHd6vfn6LpZocCataHuOLuDpZt1-NRko1nMVIviZf0snQpC0DAzneIOHM71ZUctu90tYB2mgpqEwyx2jyuGnVSk8Zry2YJrVKUPXA/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769134211073106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7mn4vjV0IPHx99M-08c0TiKaOosUZqPVFdMXjRoKHd6vfn6LpZocCataHuOLuDpZt1-NRko1nMVIviZf0snQpC0DAzneIOHM71ZUctu90tYB2mgpqEwyx2jyuGnVSk8Zry2YJrVKUPXA/s320/012.JPG" /></a>Abby and I attended "Back to Preschool Night" last night. Here she is posing with the fun mural Miss Morgan painted for the kids.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-DgGkOLX5_KLR_WNkISeTsgm45lF9nDsp2gDCqQBDKkjQZ2ufMDerHt9SrtBRPM0KcFcwjK9Y0bhGwle2WAWctqugmzvFZaR21jWGMYC0ctm_AHYDnlnpF3JQg5emTuHS_S-hGdu_ZGs/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649769133526425010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-DgGkOLX5_KLR_WNkISeTsgm45lF9nDsp2gDCqQBDKkjQZ2ufMDerHt9SrtBRPM0KcFcwjK9Y0bhGwle2WAWctqugmzvFZaR21jWGMYC0ctm_AHYDnlnpF3JQg5emTuHS_S-hGdu_ZGs/s320/013.JPG" /></a>Abby and her teachers.
<br /><div>L to R Miss Lindsay, Miss Morgan, Abby
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<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcDcUSvnAbg9KEqusaOBdQ_wTpT9CY7ZTFg5XOQD6NYvrCH3uHlVI-CktsjLkFSIUPk53NCT2oETC0p2vo2VEsXEOX5ohIpJR5D4MsqED089FehK8xOMhdau51LQP0L8DseDbomcNodVs/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649768821414387954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcDcUSvnAbg9KEqusaOBdQ_wTpT9CY7ZTFg5XOQD6NYvrCH3uHlVI-CktsjLkFSIUPk53NCT2oETC0p2vo2VEsXEOX5ohIpJR5D4MsqED089FehK8xOMhdau51LQP0L8DseDbomcNodVs/s320/003.JPG" /></a>She loves this pose!
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<br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV3LusiKcqRWSozhIGrG2Bo6e1AYRU5-WMqEK14xm56izjNyjv5Hp4Armsnjkpw8Puux_vUJHXEjvHRO89pIOf081k0RyCqC7r9UKlvJ4fJlfzy0MNytroNpGyjbj3fPPRk4jvpC4ms4c/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649768811018202018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV3LusiKcqRWSozhIGrG2Bo6e1AYRU5-WMqEK14xm56izjNyjv5Hp4Armsnjkpw8Puux_vUJHXEjvHRO89pIOf081k0RyCqC7r9UKlvJ4fJlfzy0MNytroNpGyjbj3fPPRk4jvpC4ms4c/s320/005.JPG" /></a>Abby's new shoes.
<br /><div>She loves Hello Kitty. Little did she know, but there was a super cute Hello Kitty backpack waiting for her when she got home. :)
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<br /><div>When I picked Abby up, she was all smiles, and talking a mile a minute about all the fun things she did at school. When I asked what her favorite part was, she replied, "Playing on the playground!" </div>
<br /><div>I guess she is a typical kid. :)</div>
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<br /></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-62056158941583776142011-09-01T08:58:00.007-06:002011-09-01T09:14:49.743-06:00Ward Party<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTwmPWqAOAftUSM3zdPNeIfRlaX5FPLmP01TOqJvM7UMchG6lmhDVDhB2Fd23i0opA0aH7Yd3G6tAaSQ4CmJwlOlLoT4k1x7hEDLk23FlfvBtMxiNTw3QOHClhKtWepT3_vq64w9-4cFw/s1600/Micah+%2526+Abby+Splash+Party+1.jpg"></a>Our neighbor serves as the Ward Provident Living Specialist for our church. Last Saturday, she put on a water/Splash party for the ward, to highlight the importance of water in food storage and emergency preparedness. Micah and Abby had an absolute blast and keep asking when we can "do that again?"
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<br /><div align="center">Did I mention that my neighbor is also a fabulous photographer? She took every one of these photos...
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<br />Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-80252534600482912742011-08-28T09:46:00.007-06:002011-08-28T10:06:26.942-06:00Abby<div align="center">Anyone that knows Abby, knows that she is always happy, smiling, and that she loves to play with friends! So, in honor of Abby, here she is with three of her <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">besties</span>.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZxmHkYe3zcyQzNVv8GK8T_WhepFvilv_cgQgl9fmJsAjvI7X_qKnnG9ET3UG-4Ajbs451X7eXbo9_swkUyH1UutrIYX4A2IrEc3nlKlBZTgDSCJWYR7FAmtCJ9FdcvsHq3ml7O2AlXL4/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645935742952504386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZxmHkYe3zcyQzNVv8GK8T_WhepFvilv_cgQgl9fmJsAjvI7X_qKnnG9ET3UG-4Ajbs451X7eXbo9_swkUyH1UutrIYX4A2IrEc3nlKlBZTgDSCJWYR7FAmtCJ9FdcvsHq3ml7O2AlXL4/s320/003.JPG" /></a> This is Emmy.
<br /><div align="center">I can't believe this is the best pic I have of her. I will fix that ASAP. :)
<br /><div align="center">She gets Abby and thinks like her. When Abby & Emmy are together, it's lot of running, jumping, dancing, and gymnastics. They spend a lot of time on the trampoline or dancing to music on the radio.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TCuXtfFJJL-HmnuekIs3ylohKCtghXHZ8t8cinJMY1qxsC8ETICgsQ1y0CfrWxTmF42ReVz01zFMeZKmKy1UuEjrBXlvUguOlYBPiOQwzaxhiEvC6MG3VZYzVKG1bCBb6Sl12Vkhhfw/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645934048862544418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6TCuXtfFJJL-HmnuekIs3ylohKCtghXHZ8t8cinJMY1qxsC8ETICgsQ1y0CfrWxTmF42ReVz01zFMeZKmKy1UuEjrBXlvUguOlYBPiOQwzaxhiEvC6MG3VZYzVKG1bCBb6Sl12Vkhhfw/s320/002.JPG" /></a>This is Abby & Isabelle.
<br /><div align="center">These girls are hilarious! Both are very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">feisty</span>, and want to be in charge. Neither of them is going to let the other one be the boss. They like to hug each other, play dress up, and play "house" in the Dora doll house.
<br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToD4_5dzThEFj3fAWFcWOSbEUauLmPTLSZ10KXigr9_DFJomlPepRqu_KU0HHgVCJGCNm0_OOtsnQnbL-G8Ovl5hFxGJgQ3L0QDk0qac8P_Q4i_aDuuwvtE1lAq3jQNrmPD8y6E5XiSA/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645934034121982162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjToD4_5dzThEFj3fAWFcWOSbEUauLmPTLSZ10KXigr9_DFJomlPepRqu_KU0HHgVCJGCNm0_OOtsnQnbL-G8Ovl5hFxGJgQ3L0QDk0qac8P_Q4i_aDuuwvtE1lAq3jQNrmPD8y6E5XiSA/s320/021.JPG" /></a> This is Abby & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Maylee</span>.
<br />They both love barbies and playing mommies. They also LOVE to watch "Tangled". <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Maylee</span> lets Abby do her hair too. She usually leaves with a completely different look then when she came. :)
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<br /><div align="center">Here's to good friends and lots of fun!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-3133653236084918152011-08-26T19:11:00.005-06:002011-08-26T20:45:15.575-06:00Micah's First Day of School<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUaV5_euJ9wIpojH5LflybohTqWr-ywU2nBfnTsF3OXUf8PrZWk89Lg-I3aYl350_0IejRbcWO8pNm3aeDRPlW_KX9XP7JuZpmClGkCAoc4WagAwQnabSY31hMUjrm2e3B3Tbch__80Go/s1600/001.JPG"></a>Micah just completed his first week of 1st grade. And, he LOVED it! </div>
<br /><div align="center">Here are a few pics to document his first day...</div>
<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338630707041682" border="0" alt="" align="center" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNsvZFgr_WC-0aayL14Hqv_Yg8H0fNyNJhFf57_5PlZKy9838ursbgNq-Nd0y8Z32Jr0NjY3OXzqdEo9J1bVbO_FneCLVZmH5-vgBSFAfkJEJ8KvXO0SuG8jgYip2uYPcl-o-kn9Hwxw/s320/00%3Cp" /> <p align="center">Micah has become quite concerned about what he wears to school. The problem is, he isn't as fashion savvy as I would like him to be. He wants shirts with weird pictures, and I want him to look like a well-dressed little man. So, we had to compromise this year. I can handle pics on shirts, as long as they look nice. So, we bought every single one that the Gap or Children's Place had to offer. They have the vintage looking ones. Some have old school pics, which I love, and others have current pics, which Micah loves. So, it was a win win. :) </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">After much contemplation, he settled on this Spiderman tee, denim shorts, and his brand new Puma shoes. He looks adorable (if I do say so myself)!
<br /></p><p></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338532697689362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGJME_StrcQJJPrfL6ZYr9ukG6LgjqJCMdasi8NAXU692oKF6ermJkIcpfwYSsCes4zSCLpAeqI1_5QAO9vS9X1yMA-vy-f9dUwrebfUOv7JbdrlsAu1ghCbv5u-Ey63rrqu_LhkkZOE/s320/003.JPG" /> <p align="center">Micah loves his new backpack!</p><p align="center">I actually bought it at Hanna Andersen in Chicago. I had never heard of that store, but can I just say, I'm hooked? Fortunately, my brother lives in Chicago, so I'll be putting in requests every time he comes out to visit.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338525757783394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRxUVO_QoEZKYLt57d1MiGyyQpz120ZTayEv8D9v6gaQdWXF4FLdsCylZusP_gAT2QFJOaMvy9SQuTaz5htx3vKkfDM02B9kcDx7bQGnBwMXF1vtVCF8D2paLLBDPn4DwNNMGzmw6hBXg/s320/005.JPG" /><p align="center">Getting ready to line up, with friends, Anthony, Levi, and Treddon. </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338523061270530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh5rC_nWkUPxmbJb5i4qo4qFLhluxTX56jc1N2X8dXHZgcSq9-Caff5It6grQU7wtca_nXF5ouLEU3jf0vf2WNVv37RYnuL-0I4PzJYWjXfU-N-jTAQxDTGTBWDGQi_LozPHYOJsdgSws/s320/006.JPG" /> <p align="center">Mrs. Jepsen's 1st Grade class! </p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645338518835329922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRCP9tSIkvE1_yqeEjREmx7Ea4KDhcPadfsExT4ghHxt-9xA8ZGU3Q2crxy-_9uM_LXCWv7C4BmmEbMdVEIZBE5f6VOoG0tKsm0O3CYEdKVYQADjmu3rNum4Rdh1xwNFNwH7VqNFr0ozM/s320/007.JPG" /> Micah was really excited to give his teacher the gift he made for her. Here he is, waiting anxiously to give it to her. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRV1Wzz_fMKBHVuFWirPMLR0bmdFoNaT8fsMb7oM3lwGUsMFSTlLkoSbm7cDmcdRtxKQY2StJtrtspLruqBn3XpgxXaUqSj-vzgxGF79FHj7bWP0WekJmemCBzD5QWRtok0uLzx33Gx7o/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645337580913408946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRV1Wzz_fMKBHVuFWirPMLR0bmdFoNaT8fsMb7oM3lwGUsMFSTlLkoSbm7cDmcdRtxKQY2StJtrtspLruqBn3XpgxXaUqSj-vzgxGF79FHj7bWP0WekJmemCBzD5QWRtok0uLzx33Gx7o/s320/009.JPG" /><p align="center"></a>Micah was so nervous to go to the front of the line, when his name was called. But, he did it! I'm a proud mama everyday, but especially when he does something that is so hard for him.
<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645337566322496402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7rP9Uhv-ZPt2PsZbSRGU9ao3aC7NIbNqBhA2jQDZU5tmiEPqHiuYGivzUUE2fX-HzrZPoYUDUnQrT9iz7Nxsgj03rqHr9nZNP1GyoVCo1g_Rh2mZVmYh6mJjmfc5xIg9KnEqNHMX31cs/s320/011.JPG" /> <p align="center">All lined up and ready to enter their new classroom! </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNEOouAICTC1nS3wpK9pMYM8eEcC1K8ly2Tv_nlI4uMT8Rk0bJTO0YoM8jGWw8MZpRlEsescZyHi1dPk4dEsLgT4GvfsX4aErVnZwu6RXK1V5nF0dvxlyD5ws00xaGXJqa6RfRJ4-WoGk/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645337566433823698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNEOouAICTC1nS3wpK9pMYM8eEcC1K8ly2Tv_nlI4uMT8Rk0bJTO0YoM8jGWw8MZpRlEsescZyHi1dPk4dEsLgT4GvfsX4aErVnZwu6RXK1V5nF0dvxlyD5ws00xaGXJqa6RfRJ4-WoGk/s320/012.JPG" /><p align="center"></a>See ya later, mom! I'm off to class now!</p><p align="center">The week ended today. Now, we'll party it up this weekend because next week, two hours will be added onto the day.</p><p align="center">Hope next week is as fabulous as this week!</p>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-44572202561580529442011-08-21T22:11:00.003-06:002011-08-21T22:26:20.518-06:00Micah<div align="center">Micah starts 1st grade tomorrow. I always get so excited for him to enter a new stage in life, but I also get a bit sad about him growing out of a stage too. As I sit here tonight, and look at his back pack all packed up, his new clothes laid out, and his lunch money sitting on the counter, I can't help but mourn a bit for my baby.
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<br /><div align="center">Being Micah's mom is a blessing. A joy. A pleasure. An honor. The best thing that has ever happened to me. He has taught me more than I could ever teach him. He is loving. Kind. Sweet. Helpful. A good big brother. Smart. Active. A goof-ball. A tease. Hilarious. A good friend. A great playmate. Talented.
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<br /><div align="center">I know these qualities will take Micah far in life, but for his new adventure tomorrow, I hope they help him feel confidant. I hope they help him make new friends. I hope they make him feel smart. I hope they make him feel like he can accomplish anything.
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<br /><div align="center">Good luck tomorrow, Micah!
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia-lL-8VqzzyMl0Q1fs8-eN1o_38sA4c0aoxAwnztperNe_ksKzH0UosPIrcn5yZtEnl-5qz2a3SfHT3clLAN6tzYGULsLKvepwqj8QnUrCo9ZaqsUxi-v7nyyPFWfZrX4INsAgTcBtbU/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643528669001114818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia-lL-8VqzzyMl0Q1fs8-eN1o_38sA4c0aoxAwnztperNe_ksKzH0UosPIrcn5yZtEnl-5qz2a3SfHT3clLAN6tzYGULsLKvepwqj8QnUrCo9ZaqsUxi-v7nyyPFWfZrX4INsAgTcBtbU/s320/010.JPG" /></a> This is Micah on his last day of Kindergarten.
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAy1cQHsc7qiq_XU-TLANRZZUT1afygtMbX35DzY7laTw2HcpF0gVUV3W_OgQ5g4Y9U_wY8bgZu_TgnG8-gT9pbUQ0nUMl01W3RIDyKLo0KIloJeoHjmpatfgRmZxHwRJgStOy0mZdSQ/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643528664687936370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtAy1cQHsc7qiq_XU-TLANRZZUT1afygtMbX35DzY7laTw2HcpF0gVUV3W_OgQ5g4Y9U_wY8bgZu_TgnG8-gT9pbUQ0nUMl01W3RIDyKLo0KIloJeoHjmpatfgRmZxHwRJgStOy0mZdSQ/s320/022.JPG" /></a> Micah made this for his 1st grade teacher, Mrs. Jepsen. He's really proud of it and excited to give it to her.
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<br /><div align="center">Every night before Micah goes to bed, I ask him, "Why do I love you so much?" To this he replies, "Because I made you a mom!"
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<br /><div align="center">Thank you, Micah, for the greatest gift of my life!</div>
<br /><div align="center"></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-4533689936113482902011-08-12T09:35:00.002-06:002011-08-12T09:43:50.467-06:00Sleep Over<div align="center">While I was in Chicago (I'll post on that later), Heath took the kids to Rexburg for a few days. While they were there, Micah and his cousin, Ethan had a sleepover. These boys have been asking for a sleepover since they were three, so their wish was finally granted. To say they had fun would be and understatement. :)
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWchsMhA0iI2Hmn6s3dlLFYPx3MMPyLPRRkwytCNsjdNigx8m9RPXTVPLvw0ZhGD-PQGHgKBxTvUZ28m4e2W2XbqCMPtKsNIkmNn0-4PImh4URrKZRqI0mGh7yl3Y9zfW06aLz3h5M_fw/s1600/Sleepover+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639993960431400962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWchsMhA0iI2Hmn6s3dlLFYPx3MMPyLPRRkwytCNsjdNigx8m9RPXTVPLvw0ZhGD-PQGHgKBxTvUZ28m4e2W2XbqCMPtKsNIkmNn0-4PImh4URrKZRqI0mGh7yl3Y9zfW06aLz3h5M_fw/s320/Sleepover+1.jpg" /></a> Heath set up the tent in Gammy's living room. It was complete with bedding for each of them, and the opening was facing the tv, so they could watch movies.
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCybRj8Y5htLefgPrlcKbJ4p6Zlo51e_rp_ImE3unrVWU7ZE8XDktgQ7juXecRHJq8TTsWAjxkea1cUHaHwvWpAeXcRltHJvPaSDmhAX0y-PAnJI72VBShNpkJszdDDBoQJeaccfyGS0/s1600/Sleepover+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639993956153498290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCybRj8Y5htLefgPrlcKbJ4p6Zlo51e_rp_ImE3unrVWU7ZE8XDktgQ7juXecRHJq8TTsWAjxkea1cUHaHwvWpAeXcRltHJvPaSDmhAX0y-PAnJI72VBShNpkJszdDDBoQJeaccfyGS0/s320/Sleepover+2.jpg" /></a> Apparently, no movies were watched, as these two little guys, ages 6 (Micah) and 5 (Ethan) stayed up until 2:30 a.m. chasing each other around the house, and stopping in each room of the house to see if the other inhabitants were still awake.
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<br /><div align="center">Thank you to Gammy and daddy for being so patient and allowing them to have the time of their lives. Micah hasn't stopped talking about it since. </div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-25603129003293651122011-07-27T13:08:00.011-06:002011-07-27T14:04:59.557-06:0024th of July<div align="center">I love the 24th of July! Growing up, we always had the greatest celebration. Everyone gathered in Monroe, the night before for a giant dinner and children's parade. The next morning, it was back to Monroe for a parade, races, lunch, and tons of fun booths at the park. We finished the day with fireworks at night.<br /><br /><div align="center">Last year was the first time we stayed in Provo for the 24th. Not really knowing what Provo had to offer, we wandered over to a celebration being held at a local park. So glad we did! We had so much fun! So this year, we did it again, and even invited Heath's mom (Gammy), to come with us.<br /><br /><div align="center">There are tons of booths set up. Most of them involve activities that Pioneer children would have enjoyed.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmToG2Qen486KXM1Jec1N0Cdg2MzOdTCaXNHUPKzOHa2jtf4COLe5oNun6sGnVnWgPqyes4561luwWywkHaC_8kqhtyqLCtcav3NjhDCKVigCXEnuztzEDvZfhZH9PfscItMDTDK30AQU/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112815964240786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmToG2Qen486KXM1Jec1N0Cdg2MzOdTCaXNHUPKzOHa2jtf4COLe5oNun6sGnVnWgPqyes4561luwWywkHaC_8kqhtyqLCtcav3NjhDCKVigCXEnuztzEDvZfhZH9PfscItMDTDK30AQU/s320/024.JPG" /></a> Micah & Abby thought it was pretty cool to make their own mustaches. Micah knew exactly what he wanted, but was having a hard time getting it to work out. A super nice Missionary, came to his rescue and made this for him. Thank you, Elder Palmer!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvzcL2ke7VSI9c-7zpcTf3LmqV8qvqVL-G2NIFFqfMs6P8VMyL8LZUKai0O6-j9KMmXGjgZ_C1EQmI130SSKr_sL0hLG1cq8N4pNWpEhtzWHRoWLC54zHLR_qlU0_68esN_rN6_1xCkc/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112810638029042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvzcL2ke7VSI9c-7zpcTf3LmqV8qvqVL-G2NIFFqfMs6P8VMyL8LZUKai0O6-j9KMmXGjgZ_C1EQmI130SSKr_sL0hLG1cq8N4pNWpEhtzWHRoWLC54zHLR_qlU0_68esN_rN6_1xCkc/s320/037.JPG" /></a>My little jail bird.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-ZLLYOPngkCoGwoaDlbwLNM1ikg1l-CjFNmp8gurK4Ye-AOG6PiU2NdVuuqq9nP2WSimECg4D4dI3kO19NWAQ0rcGkiCs4bfaYmIW51rlIOcALMdHkec0_hsxND2NlL849RLJrpIPHA/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112672505871890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ-ZLLYOPngkCoGwoaDlbwLNM1ikg1l-CjFNmp8gurK4Ye-AOG6PiU2NdVuuqq9nP2WSimECg4D4dI3kO19NWAQ0rcGkiCs4bfaYmIW51rlIOcALMdHkec0_hsxND2NlL849RLJrpIPHA/s320/035.JPG" /></a> I LOVE this pic of Micah!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg90p9tzAxJ6AnE7at7GPo-WrBtor72c8ZHuAkPz7JoKzcVcuV8dINAKyG2iWrqkxFr8HraVjfi626lvy-pIqY9BjuUttFqXyYjoqKRLkB31OmK5_4GfbxSBAM_CyiEQkih6f9F-KO9L9o/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112655550530322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg90p9tzAxJ6AnE7at7GPo-WrBtor72c8ZHuAkPz7JoKzcVcuV8dINAKyG2iWrqkxFr8HraVjfi626lvy-pIqY9BjuUttFqXyYjoqKRLkB31OmK5_4GfbxSBAM_CyiEQkih6f9F-KO9L9o/s320/032.JPG" /></a>Micah had a great time riding his own pony.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBF2pEZ42rhrjvWlfRFVJSgDWKVO2peRZEuJaOvZ01o0MlPTtGJeyCRftcAl3-6dg78Kw1he4IIopdRT78md0CtV8Zsr-P9jKhOkMTZlfC4cdLFXZuFLAqpM6BdWjrroS3h_NzazfZL4Y/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112435971581426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBF2pEZ42rhrjvWlfRFVJSgDWKVO2peRZEuJaOvZ01o0MlPTtGJeyCRftcAl3-6dg78Kw1he4IIopdRT78md0CtV8Zsr-P9jKhOkMTZlfC4cdLFXZuFLAqpM6BdWjrroS3h_NzazfZL4Y/s320/031.JPG" /></a> Abby was a little nervous at first. She warmed up quickly though.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GbHDV8INPTNg8ehu9mHMt4OXKf6cslRAzzQiqXJIz5yneS8CXPFh7rG8Ki9nD37QucBpBPtPANtqDBsMU51BbiYgoT_Qc75vD7jSAMti7mNdP-PehOw1rdfjZwqDlxSM8doR_wKtHBU/s1600/029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112425627690114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4GbHDV8INPTNg8ehu9mHMt4OXKf6cslRAzzQiqXJIz5yneS8CXPFh7rG8Ki9nD37QucBpBPtPANtqDBsMU51BbiYgoT_Qc75vD7jSAMti7mNdP-PehOw1rdfjZwqDlxSM8doR_wKtHBU/s320/029.JPG" /></a> Micah had so much fun on the horses, that he keeps asking for his own. When I asked him where we would put it, he replied, "Just out in the backyard." Ahhh...I love that kid!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjfNIXVdWWIyRJka_JkgKlIh0vdcT2tSWvfvJPzrXTOv6_xuE45ioQ48btKJWnkS0QQAz7kR1XG4n_muTB2BFSg3JUOtA9w9BPZ-AcUb37dBuV9d1x8gf_eOdb4sEKj4AVI8UybK-fw0/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112419352137714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjfNIXVdWWIyRJka_JkgKlIh0vdcT2tSWvfvJPzrXTOv6_xuE45ioQ48btKJWnkS0QQAz7kR1XG4n_muTB2BFSg3JUOtA9w9BPZ-AcUb37dBuV9d1x8gf_eOdb4sEKj4AVI8UybK-fw0/s320/028.JPG" /></a> Micah trying out the axe throw.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMlZhDEXE-NGKTxYRuRg3ckwVYiJWJsYSzP2mv25VpS1ESJ8vkHLMBuVDH29YWH2bOGqy7QcMxMXxEZfMSsmhor7EsaE6cFbQyTlGEIGjDM0fk1Ld6clp_OuPrgK7Ga31nkdFs_OvfFlg/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112413720672370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMlZhDEXE-NGKTxYRuRg3ckwVYiJWJsYSzP2mv25VpS1ESJ8vkHLMBuVDH29YWH2bOGqy7QcMxMXxEZfMSsmhor7EsaE6cFbQyTlGEIGjDM0fk1Ld6clp_OuPrgK7Ga31nkdFs_OvfFlg/s320/027.JPG" /></a> Gammy's turn.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgICWtBCGHGbiLqoD0PTpibeqFl_hTxn6vBrb_5yRT9TZCRbar5RuFLGdGFINudrmz1JrM06iNLWzZHmlf5rnJC_nwt3ous01YVwRx7RNhAhWXQ26Wy3mcF0DYiNYXACOwL6LXcOdVR6g/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112174514060226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgICWtBCGHGbiLqoD0PTpibeqFl_hTxn6vBrb_5yRT9TZCRbar5RuFLGdGFINudrmz1JrM06iNLWzZHmlf5rnJC_nwt3ous01YVwRx7RNhAhWXQ26Wy3mcF0DYiNYXACOwL6LXcOdVR6g/s320/026.JPG" /></a>Daddy's turn. He was pretty serious about it.<br /><br /><div>We didn't get a picture of me doing it, but turns out, I was actually pretty good at it. Must be that Native American blood running through my veins. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_lx5pz2xa8giyUskx9xIyQRFsrfGyVKss_gfXZDuIycbYH7jzdD-kxDZttwtXj4Ow7vOoXv2K6voC4LIdb4A-SSkYNyNa5M82705BDVJ8hQHu1KQDCPlDAbEQm6rCWTa50D6pSTBneg/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112173524839170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp_lx5pz2xa8giyUskx9xIyQRFsrfGyVKss_gfXZDuIycbYH7jzdD-kxDZttwtXj4Ow7vOoXv2K6voC4LIdb4A-SSkYNyNa5M82705BDVJ8hQHu1KQDCPlDAbEQm6rCWTa50D6pSTBneg/s320/025.JPG" /></a> Gammy helped Abby with the sling shot.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSv6Qn_DIwd16q9j0gaf8ym4LbFtyrtE9vHuLa7yyv6yxIt21I87AYfrhYYj02S5l8ol-c2oj5B2qZIvPHWcvSY7JgosFJcyy-gABIfqCchzW_qZ6a93Zaxrmn1DtOfhyphenhyphenQEr1ZpLoClO4/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112163933248882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSv6Qn_DIwd16q9j0gaf8ym4LbFtyrtE9vHuLa7yyv6yxIt21I87AYfrhYYj02S5l8ol-c2oj5B2qZIvPHWcvSY7JgosFJcyy-gABIfqCchzW_qZ6a93Zaxrmn1DtOfhyphenhyphenQEr1ZpLoClO4/s320/023.JPG" /></a>We took a break to sit and watch the Native American dancer. He was amazing! I am a horrible photographer. I only got pics of the back of him.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjuVSmX_8k9-qmwOHRxrGk1X7LOim8UQtpxY1Uad8oYUwVC9E8QSya4cb5TGIqYsYfPLolkIWA-vZFV6-5TdN_cT8W_KlaKudy-QoybrRYQtPXyWjvA_8X_5FeJSzUnaQHfPUBV7w0Ok/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634112158516793442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyjuVSmX_8k9-qmwOHRxrGk1X7LOim8UQtpxY1Uad8oYUwVC9E8QSya4cb5TGIqYsYfPLolkIWA-vZFV6-5TdN_cT8W_KlaKudy-QoybrRYQtPXyWjvA_8X_5FeJSzUnaQHfPUBV7w0Ok/s320/022.JPG" /></a>Another dancer and the drummer.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGS1hW1_cOVom_7G10Y-n0n7FzPmbHPJqL-RNFz9F9fisy0DMhV0ZUkVDA0aP8Tm2qchpbsfnwY6WrCH3hM8NcVzDBDnvs2eL1yLD1xgmuymHuuBV-tZLzS8GP5rkaFF2S3nVzEEqDyrI/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111756748262706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGS1hW1_cOVom_7G10Y-n0n7FzPmbHPJqL-RNFz9F9fisy0DMhV0ZUkVDA0aP8Tm2qchpbsfnwY6WrCH3hM8NcVzDBDnvs2eL1yLD1xgmuymHuuBV-tZLzS8GP5rkaFF2S3nVzEEqDyrI/s320/020.JPG" /></a> This was one of the coolest things I have ever seen. Micah kept asking, "How did he do that?" "How can he do that and not fall down?" I was speechless.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkF5Bojwr7L4vwecIsgal2rdK_ElLEOOsZJk1a_fd3bvXEM7mnxtLMVnqtrfM9z0a39M4c0S0p7RL3UpGTp3-3AyMrv8Y3Z7HCm0tsIa5ULlOQX_bU3nK5AjyNKTUeZ-ULR4BF2uBD6M/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111747634741458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWkF5Bojwr7L4vwecIsgal2rdK_ElLEOOsZJk1a_fd3bvXEM7mnxtLMVnqtrfM9z0a39M4c0S0p7RL3UpGTp3-3AyMrv8Y3Z7HCm0tsIa5ULlOQX_bU3nK5AjyNKTUeZ-ULR4BF2uBD6M/s320/018.JPG" /></a> There was a pelt display. Micah thought it was fun to see if he could figure out what each one was (or used to be). :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4y4C6iIrEVSOoMToYZBXV51kKf68piKyzaLwUmB9LiEJp4V4pf5cgRkCqljfjIPQnvjzBpbXHgafQZLChgmyZmrZxHouQ8WbwUFLfM0MNsuktyWjrwykVYMShlfoUmUS1P2jiYF7H0vo/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111741668671602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4y4C6iIrEVSOoMToYZBXV51kKf68piKyzaLwUmB9LiEJp4V4pf5cgRkCqljfjIPQnvjzBpbXHgafQZLChgmyZmrZxHouQ8WbwUFLfM0MNsuktyWjrwykVYMShlfoUmUS1P2jiYF7H0vo/s320/017.JPG" /></a> At the animal petting area, Micah ran into a friend from school. He was sad to learn that Orien won't be attending Sunset View this year.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPK2TTf0RXxOICnmfSE1XQMdJw2lbHTLXNbbhUuCw3WJC0jJ5FL9i5va0cLaDCCYO9zQbxIsyulvYMKmUeiRxW2ZwCDa40XW46BgE2FukAf6uodsrXgi1F1AAylFvo1_Z7ZFX6uKCJK4/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111732472474706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPK2TTf0RXxOICnmfSE1XQMdJw2lbHTLXNbbhUuCw3WJC0jJ5FL9i5va0cLaDCCYO9zQbxIsyulvYMKmUeiRxW2ZwCDa40XW46BgE2FukAf6uodsrXgi1F1AAylFvo1_Z7ZFX6uKCJK4/s320/016.JPG" /></a>Abby was fascinated with the little lambs.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FIpN9Ti9FIJf3ozAtjTDfRt3bU7JlMJHFmeGeSSLZwRtSvF1wH3k24KTgWEENeb-DYxjums_j7-q0N36qXo9zP4errAO7lbh99e-YYNheU32qo0Xoc7sHbL2PmKnj7qB6On3F0E9Dp4/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111550387269186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FIpN9Ti9FIJf3ozAtjTDfRt3bU7JlMJHFmeGeSSLZwRtSvF1wH3k24KTgWEENeb-DYxjums_j7-q0N36qXo9zP4errAO7lbh99e-YYNheU32qo0Xoc7sHbL2PmKnj7qB6On3F0E9Dp4/s320/015.JPG" /></a>And the tiny horses.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87MeBMrQpqaz-kxF8eaL4YigN1Cqp4zdNy3aHXAltISZQIRz8KqxLZYSiE34Slhp0rpnGpId4-s2Y2YJH-c2aSnjVc3v-6xd0fX9GKDCrHFN6nyI2VgaXOzNP2AzUS8X74_YdJ92n4wk/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111537197409522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi87MeBMrQpqaz-kxF8eaL4YigN1Cqp4zdNy3aHXAltISZQIRz8KqxLZYSiE34Slhp0rpnGpId4-s2Y2YJH-c2aSnjVc3v-6xd0fX9GKDCrHFN6nyI2VgaXOzNP2AzUS8X74_YdJ92n4wk/s320/012.JPG" /></a>Gammy & Abby. The horse got a little crazy while Abby was on him. She was scared, but Gammy was calm and calmed the horse (and Abby).<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNhdr8vyk8upfDBZUrpbXj31fPK_tgYNMAHR0RUgSjTXKOsnSZHWoEaQTD8psovuZjrCWApGdjVkLAw1bhWSdGd6FznIH_RVwPZricZAJTjMfqpvn2g4DfBvxAfsZd1wn-cSlvUo_8fo/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111529794748546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPNhdr8vyk8upfDBZUrpbXj31fPK_tgYNMAHR0RUgSjTXKOsnSZHWoEaQTD8psovuZjrCWApGdjVkLAw1bhWSdGd6FznIH_RVwPZricZAJTjMfqpvn2g4DfBvxAfsZd1wn-cSlvUo_8fo/s320/011.JPG" /></a> We were so happy to have Gammy spend the holiday with us. She lives in Idaho, where the 24th isn't such a big deal. I think we sold her on it though. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6ugPiJFW-czwdqGsqVI4QSCd5N7MkHbBgqN4D_sDK500zfyXGlkX862R11Lmyam6HLr8p5xkrc7x0ZRcY8GeIgezQhc7EZ-eyCX3UOw8P-A1c_EhWNwCmrEmFKZwY3YByAsud4flVu0/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111360071307858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6ugPiJFW-czwdqGsqVI4QSCd5N7MkHbBgqN4D_sDK500zfyXGlkX862R11Lmyam6HLr8p5xkrc7x0ZRcY8GeIgezQhc7EZ-eyCX3UOw8P-A1c_EhWNwCmrEmFKZwY3YByAsud4flVu0/s320/010.JPG" /></a> Apparently, the town Sheriff was lost. The kids got a special prize for finding him.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj95q8WMPbE7mYBDQC8bVCtKln5gZc9U8xmVqaOyF78gvskgDpiwuUx6v8zLl8doNl1ULZLImlgvfPfk-njYPJGyLh0EXMmzKOZ-5csD8NZeeQulDBZ8NcRCRtp4uyhi0iokLXYaBWWEYU/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111355653656834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj95q8WMPbE7mYBDQC8bVCtKln5gZc9U8xmVqaOyF78gvskgDpiwuUx6v8zLl8doNl1ULZLImlgvfPfk-njYPJGyLh0EXMmzKOZ-5csD8NZeeQulDBZ8NcRCRtp4uyhi0iokLXYaBWWEYU/s320/009.JPG" /></a>Here is Micah making a beeswax candle.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ZI1T1YsWAiKMbPg0DCA5_JGQqOsKGlQdssUMiBoB4QSRY0YtsiWBH4N6Gu7utOPMNaYc3K89iMp8tZS9ZWZcCRHHEvrZky50pO5yxPDVo0sWxnHvpZrsm2mJyCNs-60NljkoMYZ0cfk/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111351072729298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ZI1T1YsWAiKMbPg0DCA5_JGQqOsKGlQdssUMiBoB4QSRY0YtsiWBH4N6Gu7utOPMNaYc3K89iMp8tZS9ZWZcCRHHEvrZky50pO5yxPDVo0sWxnHvpZrsm2mJyCNs-60NljkoMYZ0cfk/s320/008.JPG" /></a>Abby wanted in on the action too. She didn't like how the beeswax felt though.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNphqkWOH_2oSVM5nvO97OS0qwI5tF44Co0yr2_874NqoXKxp4meKsApR9f4W0YUSbo3VO5OiP2qx4YKxJjQNQTJbc_iYJXse1NWmzapftweRiUOgatSiYw4S5Zhyphenhyphene-KryEXYp-urEV8/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634111345708362338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNphqkWOH_2oSVM5nvO97OS0qwI5tF44Co0yr2_874NqoXKxp4meKsApR9f4W0YUSbo3VO5OiP2qx4YKxJjQNQTJbc_iYJXse1NWmzapftweRiUOgatSiYw4S5Zhyphenhyphene-KryEXYp-urEV8/s320/007.JPG" /></a> They both loved the duck shooting booth. Micah asked if he could go "hunting ducks" sometime. :)</div><br /><br /><div>We had such a fun time! We were exhausted when we left. After lunch at DP Cheesesteaks, we all headed to the swimming pool to finish off our day. </div><br /><br /><div>What a great way to celebrate Pioneer Day!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-91452922939788343502011-07-17T21:44:00.005-06:002011-07-27T17:43:00.181-06:00My mom<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibev6W8Eh8HypINb_BBRVwA3ANPlTxdhbgx-Ffj-zRBLNgx64i6AGJUoxb6ZxVy20P9LX0dZydcWTSEcH1WuqIdfm0dQdbRowrvJqD7ytKa_nSY5hc2xvw65W0IAk2t523SSRa8GPsT1s/s1600/386.JPG"></a>My mom is a saint. Really. I joke with her all the time that I'm afraid I will call her one day, and she won't be there, because she has been translated. I honestly believe there is a strong chance that could happen. She literally is the strongest, most loving, kindest, most generous person I know. Not to mention, she IS the best mother a girl could ever have.
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<br />I am blessed to have her. She is there for me. All. the. time. As I was going through my pictures, I realized that I don't have very many of her. I'm sure it's because she is always there helping me, do whatever I'm doing, so that I can have a free hand to take my own pics.
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<br /><div align="center">So, in honor of my wonderful mother, here are a few pics.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQy4cNKVovwoIoqhtoe4opglliXfs3ghsPNvmn0LgC4TwzJWims5p31pizlGV2oVS2PrdRnIqgE9tX2L70A4x3zeo4fiRyUZoBLc_pAxQwY7MzWmU-uLACZxyz6mGcawvhawvMA3mAmSA/s1600/320.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634105503437479170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQy4cNKVovwoIoqhtoe4opglliXfs3ghsPNvmn0LgC4TwzJWims5p31pizlGV2oVS2PrdRnIqgE9tX2L70A4x3zeo4fiRyUZoBLc_pAxQwY7MzWmU-uLACZxyz6mGcawvhawvMA3mAmSA/s320/320.JPG" /></a> When grandma is around, this smile does not leave Abby's face.
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qb5LLrhR4-hrHnFTdwOMhxyHcK-J-lSycc8lmlKHilSYiLGkp0oGJQtFUkIy9U9MPaHAwevLuBsgUdFAxGCfNykCdnh3P9WrU2giDrSF-YVC3ZFHIRimoixA5VaNYLfBw-1T4l45BEo/s1600/274.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630534244923016562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2qb5LLrhR4-hrHnFTdwOMhxyHcK-J-lSycc8lmlKHilSYiLGkp0oGJQtFUkIy9U9MPaHAwevLuBsgUdFAxGCfNykCdnh3P9WrU2giDrSF-YVC3ZFHIRimoixA5VaNYLfBw-1T4l45BEo/s320/274.JPG" /></a>Eating cake (that she made), at one of Micah's birthday parties.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDDfP5hKq0bMcIKERuQsoplEy3AOUIqUp1DMsiEDfrMv8tniGAf3LgkVMCKIEDYi4uGBmHv83e6MxI4s_PPFqggg4ESeOMH312bJIbkZa4kaIDu1n4CfI0aKO4CtbjOzVVfQuZFa5YFDE/s1600/261.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630534239594371090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDDfP5hKq0bMcIKERuQsoplEy3AOUIqUp1DMsiEDfrMv8tniGAf3LgkVMCKIEDYi4uGBmHv83e6MxI4s_PPFqggg4ESeOMH312bJIbkZa4kaIDu1n4CfI0aKO4CtbjOzVVfQuZFa5YFDE/s320/261.JPG" /></a> Taking Micah to see the cows.
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpo81Btjr7xieYOcd68Ry8auDcNqrZBDqZO48Rx1FXv1LIV1kSNEtJIkjIVbW7P6GMyj6v4PTRiGIFRWJvxpPUcoEZvfTalEVEi8nHER3Xki8vvbzD8Ck8zU_SXLRsDvIG4Fmbo2AKToI/s1600/166.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630534239241986882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpo81Btjr7xieYOcd68Ry8auDcNqrZBDqZO48Rx1FXv1LIV1kSNEtJIkjIVbW7P6GMyj6v4PTRiGIFRWJvxpPUcoEZvfTalEVEi8nHER3Xki8vvbzD8Ck8zU_SXLRsDvIG4Fmbo2AKToI/s320/166.JPG" /></a>Family Christmas party. This is my little brother, Beau, Santa (aka my dad), and my mom (aka Mrs. Clause).
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEfqKLWaLh3RM7LEbNnjW1okOTWX_0oohCaPEu6um-ZtsVUZ516fP04QJNvr8uUvwAgE4OJFIL5MmZGDxZgdSuK5x6b_DXlM0nDaFglEs88Q6fIjgcdSyDdllGyOr9qYWzSGXposzBHzo/s1600/102.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630534232622644226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEfqKLWaLh3RM7LEbNnjW1okOTWX_0oohCaPEu6um-ZtsVUZ516fP04QJNvr8uUvwAgE4OJFIL5MmZGDxZgdSuK5x6b_DXlM0nDaFglEs88Q6fIjgcdSyDdllGyOr9qYWzSGXposzBHzo/s320/102.JPG" /></a> With both kids, my mom has been there to help me. I could never have done it without her. Either time. :)
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<br /><div>I can only hope to be half as good a person as she is. </div>
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<br /><div>I love you, mom! </div></div></div>
<br /></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-39177688249183400052011-07-12T22:12:00.002-06:002011-07-12T22:25:20.797-06:00Friends<div align="center">Micah loves his friends! He is fortunate to have several friends to play with each week. Here are a few pics of Micah and Noah. Noah is three days older than Micah. They both like to play the Wii, ride bikes, play with cars and legos, and are just really cute, happy, little boys.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY3XWKIquCvFpqGMGDWib4iiRl51ziePi9kVuMmJk-ysOUSTLZycvGo5cf_LsGcXT_TJTiHXE9aN6Gk-9ldbqtfUpe-iOeLwURhOe24c1DuzOvi00nNvZmLwjluBFjGVrMWQh7F7mdCg/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628685278194212882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTY3XWKIquCvFpqGMGDWib4iiRl51ziePi9kVuMmJk-ysOUSTLZycvGo5cf_LsGcXT_TJTiHXE9aN6Gk-9ldbqtfUpe-iOeLwURhOe24c1DuzOvi00nNvZmLwjluBFjGVrMWQh7F7mdCg/s320/017.JPG" /></a> Can't you just see the mischievousness in their eyes <br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFj6SVbafkl6yRvPQSTPaOsFbkLbRVtdhxg3bFNWMJtxP1hdYnFBcULka7-o4vISAaPx5xXkiRU9VHLgJfohm5gD9QYk56U74Z6BX_eF3ymHqUtXkGNN0fAagVYlIEsEjyAnzrs3ji4ME/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628685274619575314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFj6SVbafkl6yRvPQSTPaOsFbkLbRVtdhxg3bFNWMJtxP1hdYnFBcULka7-o4vISAaPx5xXkiRU9VHLgJfohm5gD9QYk56U74Z6BX_eF3ymHqUtXkGNN0fAagVYlIEsEjyAnzrs3ji4ME/s320/013.JPG" /></a>They were chest bumping each other, but I never did get that money shot.</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628685266831401538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhyblBtuuuLVdYPEhurr8hetKAOpqp5ZRXYlOCEC3E294-Gl7GaeDPCKAs3XWNSikkXpe4f1jlce6U3bTedO7Zh_wJc3De6SmCavXWkt_ePH7c1Htbtae47bivWEcdl7gHnGfdmwBAYI/s320/014.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Cute!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRLL22FqbD_RAJgv7XLdkR7ir7BNHEf8JwPDtc29GsMzUGYGMGYqM0pYoA9E_fI4C0OffqgtXvRc8QFqR_CJKjQiMW_DBQaovl8nYsHNdnKZ8VCDlRq-Ilh-RVvyS98vfJJG8s1-_Gew/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628685259321404898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRLL22FqbD_RAJgv7XLdkR7ir7BNHEf8JwPDtc29GsMzUGYGMGYqM0pYoA9E_fI4C0OffqgtXvRc8QFqR_CJKjQiMW_DBQaovl8nYsHNdnKZ8VCDlRq-Ilh-RVvyS98vfJJG8s1-_Gew/s320/016.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>We're lucky to live in such a fun neighborhood, where both Micah and Abby have great friends to play with.</p></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-11992749628373824552011-07-06T15:59:00.002-06:002011-07-06T16:02:40.959-06:00Cute<div align="center">I had some of the Primary girls over for an activity, at my house, today. We made these! Aren't they cute? </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXdPJIITOI0OfQo_l2UH2ewoRO7QJoXYem26qiaDySaUn_LncyZW2DgURCGG9mVA0RIqGctag8flG9Xp9J-8i18XFBmKD0W4pp_pGVftyxHCwr5RlqJc1pg2jb_c0ot887lUCVEZE858/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626362331558149282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgXdPJIITOI0OfQo_l2UH2ewoRO7QJoXYem26qiaDySaUn_LncyZW2DgURCGG9mVA0RIqGctag8flG9Xp9J-8i18XFBmKD0W4pp_pGVftyxHCwr5RlqJc1pg2jb_c0ot887lUCVEZE858/s320/018.JPG" /></a> I made these ones for my niece, Zoey. I couldn't find flip flops small enough for Abby, but once I do, she's getting her own pair. </div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-83997532093519793272011-07-05T20:02:00.003-06:002011-07-05T20:18:31.707-06:00Blessed<div align="center">Sometimes, I look at my kids, and feel so overwhelmingly blessed. Today is one of those days. So, in honor or my little man, Micah, and my munchkin, Abby, here are a few, previously unposted pics of them.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdoQpY7eIM-RqSXvSx-wtc4cnIELz7tnTeWy7hG3wmfmvD-24Vno0VrBG0FyCIAzz6OBCujdpB3imM2xyMsjGbtpyDYct0v0nNfdgO914KY34cuS3gwW3M5FMshq8i32PYI6rVnZ0LoKs/s1600/4th+of+July+2011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054814657364034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdoQpY7eIM-RqSXvSx-wtc4cnIELz7tnTeWy7hG3wmfmvD-24Vno0VrBG0FyCIAzz6OBCujdpB3imM2xyMsjGbtpyDYct0v0nNfdgO914KY34cuS3gwW3M5FMshq8i32PYI6rVnZ0LoKs/s320/4th+of+July+2011.jpg" /></a> I like to buy them new outfits for the 4th of July. Here they are modeling this year's wardrobe. Pretty cute, huh? Micah wasn't really in the mood for pics. This frown quickly turned to a smile when we got to the Richfield City parade. Can I just say that Micah quickly turned into a candy chasing aficionado? He ended up with half a grocery bag of candy. Abby didn't catch on as quickly, and even after she did, she picked and chose exactly which pieces of candy she wanted. If it didn't look good to her, she just left it in the road for the other kids to gather. She ended up with about 12, carefully chosen pieces of (mostly pink) candy. </div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOujOa0gNdnkxQW5I3NPRkSgUYu2wV2w4yBj1beqI6mvv89Okdrpg9rE9ZTvj6n7R9RPwO8_cNwjwf3-9DC5UZhZ3Ce4E-Rl2fQb26QYvf-SfEPlp7h9_1N2BTVE7DgHhvtGB1BMRN68/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054805482224306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisOujOa0gNdnkxQW5I3NPRkSgUYu2wV2w4yBj1beqI6mvv89Okdrpg9rE9ZTvj6n7R9RPwO8_cNwjwf3-9DC5UZhZ3Ce4E-Rl2fQb26QYvf-SfEPlp7h9_1N2BTVE7DgHhvtGB1BMRN68/s320/041.JPG" /></a>I love these moments! Notice how Abby is looking up at her big brother? You can just tell how much she adores him, can't you?<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehH8ruOt6Lf_ZaRZeB8L0sxdxunK-DW2XDXJ-od25FPx1IBmDvNH2o1BJGrgOURr3onHzisHTBIXvxB2b5-BDUrfMFJo09Uusw1Qrbl_yQ-_OLFWmWUorCoree5rTJe9GkkL_F6wVIhY/s1600/040.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054802086419506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiehH8ruOt6Lf_ZaRZeB8L0sxdxunK-DW2XDXJ-od25FPx1IBmDvNH2o1BJGrgOURr3onHzisHTBIXvxB2b5-BDUrfMFJo09Uusw1Qrbl_yQ-_OLFWmWUorCoree5rTJe9GkkL_F6wVIhY/s320/040.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>Abby insisted on telling Micah a secret. To this day, I don't know what the secret is. I'm not too worried though. How much could a 6-year-old and a 3-year-old have to hide anyway?<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilM_ur1sCSETiyr1hboofQXRLieCs9Yak2D3Xlv3z2e2bmSyglaujca_zXoUzZKn1jnHmyzT5x88-Xx6XNmxKsLR4jS5gPGYT9dksUDysnmYgWO7-74iH-OkfNuv9uJMQK97-ch8aPOuE/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054796346189122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilM_ur1sCSETiyr1hboofQXRLieCs9Yak2D3Xlv3z2e2bmSyglaujca_zXoUzZKn1jnHmyzT5x88-Xx6XNmxKsLR4jS5gPGYT9dksUDysnmYgWO7-74iH-OkfNuv9uJMQK97-ch8aPOuE/s320/039.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>My favorite!<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvwsu6iKawIt4tMgu3r89G1bFjn_FsaXa8kBmPeMjM15M8R5dGG0R6Ez9kReeQY_qfbFJDA6_qs4MZc8TWNy4jqVwgTANjuV6ea37YRIM6Sz3MML8XocD1oLtlLlkYTuTA1lOFiqL1TU/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054330130570354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJvwsu6iKawIt4tMgu3r89G1bFjn_FsaXa8kBmPeMjM15M8R5dGG0R6Ez9kReeQY_qfbFJDA6_qs4MZc8TWNy4jqVwgTANjuV6ea37YRIM6Sz3MML8XocD1oLtlLlkYTuTA1lOFiqL1TU/s320/037.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>Freshly dressed in their new Christmas outfits. Yes, I buy them new outfits for every holiday. :)<br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOO8MM3H5hzrBKjmtC4QyA1lnXQOiMohDSKpnT0QKynj0Y65i3miTxZv8MHAUKDaLqyhNqbH48AYmzKjH_KGRHGq-xKKgPDFtes4liTUeBdI7L3LQnJLJyOF6lQdA8d1TjiUXoZmJ6AQ/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626054324957383458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOO8MM3H5hzrBKjmtC4QyA1lnXQOiMohDSKpnT0QKynj0Y65i3miTxZv8MHAUKDaLqyhNqbH48AYmzKjH_KGRHGq-xKKgPDFtes4liTUeBdI7L3LQnJLJyOF6lQdA8d1TjiUXoZmJ6AQ/s320/031.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>All ready for an early morning Easter Egg Hunt. Heath's work opened their annual one up to the community this year. It's always a lot of fun and the kids look forward to it each year.<br /></p><br /><p align="center">Last night, after doing a very few fireworks, I put the kids in bed and went to clean the kitchen. When I turned around, Micah was standing there. I said, "Micah, what are you doing? You're supposed to be in bed?" He said, "I just wanted to give you a hug." </p><br /><p align="center">Like I said, I am blessed.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKq8YmIIONnPJ32C_jCEAGW6Lqc0w3fw66PfLW3RTEEVZuSzwOkK645-XAf778uLoGyHr7mxIGWehZdgXx6U6WOHiaSZpN9yFV-o16YU1kzO7A3E1flfMeDvL9hZpMziOoVd2IDQCpHwU/s1600/009.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcLXDNMftm43eXx10FZfhHEuSlTyLYP2_ejshL5rQZChbfVhbLrFeSxR6R9G12cThF3hHdE_hnDhyjZnO38vaaIGIwvEEJ4vH0Mlxc_KfaCgsYs_Rrcq2a1XfEeKSMD9n3aaTqUMUk8T8/s1600/008.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRTxOEtxZiAlIeXIp6Gzx4x0LAK7y0mZthZ6cXBlk52NpjK7st1nD9HsGTNRTkPnWrFSVLWQQVM_5ZcgUOZRJF9PC2dpAwS6HLWOO5T9aRxldiYRuDxKGOGVo6x0utQUmIwcZfcHbHU9g/s1600/025.JPG"></a>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-2062425563729733822011-06-14T16:05:00.005-06:002011-06-14T16:25:00.461-06:00Easter<div align="center">Easter may just be Micah's favorite holiday (well, maybe Halloween, or Christmas, or his birthday). Coloring eggs is something Micah would do everyday, if I would let him. He is always bringing me an egg and asking if he can paint it, or draw on it, or just break it open. So, when I brought out all the Easter egg coloring supplies, he was in heaven!</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6gIgHqgO5GZrtVXMls0w7HbKxxvkN-rN8Xi9U-U1ERpPy8IpHQ12jPwemQqGxT_045O-Z3d8gPEumgkV5jCWFXHJQmLAPxq2anh2v0Lc-v5GHV1irIhn05cUEseNbgypaKxX_ua4WKQ/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200764491640978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga6gIgHqgO5GZrtVXMls0w7HbKxxvkN-rN8Xi9U-U1ERpPy8IpHQ12jPwemQqGxT_045O-Z3d8gPEumgkV5jCWFXHJQmLAPxq2anh2v0Lc-v5GHV1irIhn05cUEseNbgypaKxX_ua4WKQ/s320/015.JPG" /></a> After doing the typical colors, Micah set out on a mission to make his own colors. He's a smart kid and knew the mixing certain colors would make certain colors, but what he didn't know was that if you dipped the egg into every color, it would come out brown. He thought that was the coolest thing!Needless to say, we had a plethora of brown Easter eggs. :)<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcRrQyhOOMoiReqT10G05Vj6jTMEXt6MkhtNh1PqLLEta-UHgpeMyMiKFb2ZLIcORCyUiRna16KNE2T7oNb67LUqc7XE4XvoFzQYcylx76nj9qKMvsLDQv9LdLZ66LFV3baO0kYWO3x0/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200759621275970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcRrQyhOOMoiReqT10G05Vj6jTMEXt6MkhtNh1PqLLEta-UHgpeMyMiKFb2ZLIcORCyUiRna16KNE2T7oNb67LUqc7XE4XvoFzQYcylx76nj9qKMvsLDQv9LdLZ66LFV3baO0kYWO3x0/s320/016.JPG" /></a>Abby just wanted nice, little pastel colored eggs. Micah kept telling her how to make brown, but she wasn't interested. :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggtOGzqnZazosWqxNQN-ICXknHuSA7kNlf1CoxrK0aDDEeqXJX1uTgsPt0oFZzOB6hSbfBpcBNJLci2DZE0iGTZubcgnJ4gvaD_sz-SBowPCA2j4jqzxfXoApkofXrVWgtlqZKQT_SpZw/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200613868296866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggtOGzqnZazosWqxNQN-ICXknHuSA7kNlf1CoxrK0aDDEeqXJX1uTgsPt0oFZzOB6hSbfBpcBNJLci2DZE0iGTZubcgnJ4gvaD_sz-SBowPCA2j4jqzxfXoApkofXrVWgtlqZKQT_SpZw/s320/017.JPG" /></a>Micah liked that his hands got colored too.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP-GCOIwUIA2FrReHs42iZ7GKLk5G-9dINyD_DJw8phGKSX9jeOrSxPpEej6xrxSn1lSSuIjSSPncau4ahH2CoWmaeKQBm9EVypKKCsACgtTo429CKI8niAenUYKGwCGd5wbATnlnU5aE/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200612034320562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP-GCOIwUIA2FrReHs42iZ7GKLk5G-9dINyD_DJw8phGKSX9jeOrSxPpEej6xrxSn1lSSuIjSSPncau4ahH2CoWmaeKQBm9EVypKKCsACgtTo429CKI8niAenUYKGwCGd5wbATnlnU5aE/s320/018.JPG" /></a> The finished product! 36 eggs! It wasn't even close to being enough. The kids could have colored all night. <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdD_O6V7TnLf7G6IMyTwS96soFV2jPQ2QlumF_0lqvHow2igon0D5WJVmRNxZzgyvrwb6HgNxHJDlQ-zTFjnfHMYBH0z-j1h2KYRuQwlgJil-mxBJPMlBc5MZ_hyphenhyphen_u0DaM59cDe3-juJM/s1600/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200601556987938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdD_O6V7TnLf7G6IMyTwS96soFV2jPQ2QlumF_0lqvHow2igon0D5WJVmRNxZzgyvrwb6HgNxHJDlQ-zTFjnfHMYBH0z-j1h2KYRuQwlgJil-mxBJPMlBc5MZ_hyphenhyphen_u0DaM59cDe3-juJM/s320/020.JPG" /></a> Look what the Easter Bunny brought!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxISwR1T7y2RdMu-v8ObNWuFunfaUBzo5cPVaI9V8nrxyor2ccXraaDDOUJxOBQav_UamB9TfhyJF_aj-A97536knYemB-zMklAvNZy3VLku99_8J6KUufzwD6ZarW0uCOPi7CGTB4Hg/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200593512175234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxISwR1T7y2RdMu-v8ObNWuFunfaUBzo5cPVaI9V8nrxyor2ccXraaDDOUJxOBQav_UamB9TfhyJF_aj-A97536knYemB-zMklAvNZy3VLku99_8J6KUufzwD6ZarW0uCOPi7CGTB4Hg/s320/024.JPG" /></a>I love shopping for their annual Easter outfits. I always want them to match. This year- that was a challenge. I looked everywhere! No joke- everywhere! I almost gave up and then found these. I love them! And, the kids wearing them!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02J1McnNY3Q2ZmRdqMt4WLqs9P7tg5ORPGCq3wPW4HJb4_kfvK_x0CKwyGiQ1paxHuye0wpj96v9eGKk-xd9i0FqH8BaNoNcZXWX8XXhi5DTJs1jGl4REIorTZymcev8nG2_54bjmqm4/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200338509708450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02J1McnNY3Q2ZmRdqMt4WLqs9P7tg5ORPGCq3wPW4HJb4_kfvK_x0CKwyGiQ1paxHuye0wpj96v9eGKk-xd9i0FqH8BaNoNcZXWX8XXhi5DTJs1jGl4REIorTZymcev8nG2_54bjmqm4/s320/026.JPG" /></a>Notice how Micah put his arm around Abby? <br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtEutMO-ryOC06RwyEVTthFd3d6yz0O0B20HcrDVs6G6qsMyfl4tpZltyF-T2sc9lg3fLx1n7jroWfwc7v3oxusQd3li1qSvbCPl9tceKGlP-AzBR8CqRms6cqJRpgZyDQp8qXG8Z_fhw/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200331517877762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtEutMO-ryOC06RwyEVTthFd3d6yz0O0B20HcrDVs6G6qsMyfl4tpZltyF-T2sc9lg3fLx1n7jroWfwc7v3oxusQd3li1qSvbCPl9tceKGlP-AzBR8CqRms6cqJRpgZyDQp8qXG8Z_fhw/s320/027.JPG" /></a>My handsome little man!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghz0zKauHwZlb4DP_ULhgIQrSlPrYZy169P-PiBZN-7sTVs2aPTN6JTXcYy0YMVHkIFgA7yaEnEYVEiemPss4TPnWnlZpDE10-057oN-Z4rxVpEwsKAsP2Lh_Rz_sR6acs3O17BgmEvD4/s1600/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200329877317970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghz0zKauHwZlb4DP_ULhgIQrSlPrYZy169P-PiBZN-7sTVs2aPTN6JTXcYy0YMVHkIFgA7yaEnEYVEiemPss4TPnWnlZpDE10-057oN-Z4rxVpEwsKAsP2Lh_Rz_sR6acs3O17BgmEvD4/s320/028.JPG" /></a> My pretty, blue-eyed girl!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUhyphenhyphen07p9JoGlYN9PLd6WpbAZleWDtlHdBRrskBqspdx5V2Bl0bIJRJhlSAHFiBP_j8MAKOokWgOMNjVK0_0ORyTTsEzoGVbCLllFqM0BLmcp4VlUv0yk9vqbXyRoCIjhDFqAzd4aBZzM4/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618200321607088962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUhyphenhyphen07p9JoGlYN9PLd6WpbAZleWDtlHdBRrskBqspdx5V2Bl0bIJRJhlSAHFiBP_j8MAKOokWgOMNjVK0_0ORyTTsEzoGVbCLllFqM0BLmcp4VlUv0yk9vqbXyRoCIjhDFqAzd4aBZzM4/s320/030.JPG" /></a>Abby was really into posing in her new dress. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We had a fantastic Easter! We hope you did too!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-20506598459965998602011-06-12T17:06:00.005-06:002011-06-12T17:37:48.934-06:00What Has Abby Been Up to Lately?<div align="center">We are normally extremely busy, but decided to take it easy over the summer. Life got way to hectic and even though we were having fun, we needed to take a step back (especially me), and simplify. Having said, I have time to blog now!</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Here are some pics of the things Abby has been up to in recent months. They are in no particular order. Just pics of her life and the fun things she does. Abby is a happy and just about everything makes her smile.</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Dance...</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqU6G20wpIRTMTRrz7Rhd7KM1Wc3-JsasYwUQtLFcAVP1bb9F5mffIdMIvca4uPDSU0YKxr9y8qgshzmza5fqZG5yGv6VIR6SccWJEp-_i14qRytdQQSJA5kELbi4qCcUAtRCQlNyD5U/s1600/IMG_9844.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474800211020738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqU6G20wpIRTMTRrz7Rhd7KM1Wc3-JsasYwUQtLFcAVP1bb9F5mffIdMIvca4uPDSU0YKxr9y8qgshzmza5fqZG5yGv6VIR6SccWJEp-_i14qRytdQQSJA5kELbi4qCcUAtRCQlNyD5U/s320/IMG_9844.jpg" /></a> Abby finished up her dance class in May. To say that she loved it, would be an understatement. This is her class, well some of it. There are a few missing. </div><br /><div align="center">Abby loved it when the photographer told them to make silly faces.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474798223223186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_cTvNlNIZ4DJUVdbgIM8eXmQcbO9QkWL1I_v-h4OEaEqE9KluwizNzVkUjZTV0JAHqIc7PVU42y8icEg9pzL4tV6bHhyphenhyphenhZowFWXzStioP7MDgIz48Su6YsRiTF4f6OkywB4NEjpwpnc/s320/IMG_9836.jpg" /> <br /><p align="center">She was in the Tiny Tots class at the Front & Center Dance Academy. I can't say enough positive things about the studio and her teacher, Alexis. Abby also loved the assistants- <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ashlyn</span> (especially <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ashlyn</span>) & <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sami</span>.</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LU8zOteQ5zNqf27HA1W60lQ3LGNvCUtc_llqCcTVYcmzrqcm79Fru9gZmJ70RNMfsAze40DqTOMFxoE7qle-x3vKBZ3t8pmXd3pvw7FpWpyizb2JuqdV927Mi0GAs6ZFLmqRbOfW6YQ/s1600/IMG_9727-2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474693195630434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6LU8zOteQ5zNqf27HA1W60lQ3LGNvCUtc_llqCcTVYcmzrqcm79Fru9gZmJ70RNMfsAze40DqTOMFxoE7qle-x3vKBZ3t8pmXd3pvw7FpWpyizb2JuqdV927Mi0GAs6ZFLmqRbOfW6YQ/s320/IMG_9727-2.jpg" /></a>Too cute!</p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJXPt2luHnyq9wjgvRIfU6EzNxQRx8vGindM_lM-4npJvuvltAo56F4uofPWvK6kZsSItOoHyVZGFpGpHNOmVlkqQPehtd9pjUNzGyO-7ij-53pRDQODFlG00tjGGcJioLpUX1bCknvco/s1600/IMG_9726.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474686468886178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJXPt2luHnyq9wjgvRIfU6EzNxQRx8vGindM_lM-4npJvuvltAo56F4uofPWvK6kZsSItOoHyVZGFpGpHNOmVlkqQPehtd9pjUNzGyO-7ij-53pRDQODFlG00tjGGcJioLpUX1bCknvco/s320/IMG_9726.jpg" /></a> Too cute too!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwOqAzu0CG-3fXNwAUI00C2hCXBBs0OO_56RUfJ6jIojOdIsqceYss5tlk7HORB21D9YJC6IGowuue4J5UTlWwGzt_88dQ5_fIQuPyQKTRuqouWaKl6FNVekAWvYcclVjeil9iVW3yFU/s1600/IMG_9724.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474682337680210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFwOqAzu0CG-3fXNwAUI00C2hCXBBs0OO_56RUfJ6jIojOdIsqceYss5tlk7HORB21D9YJC6IGowuue4J5UTlWwGzt_88dQ5_fIQuPyQKTRuqouWaKl6FNVekAWvYcclVjeil9iVW3yFU/s320/IMG_9724.jpg" /></a> My fave! I tell ya- you never see Abby w/o a smile. This girl LOVES life!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHMaL-J27ROSZoIi9hXQuPX4qL-y6MgmEj4UGVuvjHxmc60TmKYVcFQVXQIVu8n3lE9gV1-KrJ7oAE5oM17bKXEhzAJdEGeHrkJHV7Tkn5G5jfm6vJPBiACjThcFQxL1Nut-yobXJnhs/s1600/Abby%2527s+SS+class.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474669860044770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKHMaL-J27ROSZoIi9hXQuPX4qL-y6MgmEj4UGVuvjHxmc60TmKYVcFQVXQIVu8n3lE9gV1-KrJ7oAE5oM17bKXEhzAJdEGeHrkJHV7Tkn5G5jfm6vJPBiACjThcFQxL1Nut-yobXJnhs/s320/Abby%2527s+SS+class.jpg" /></a> Abby finished her old preschool and started a new one. This is a different one. It is called Brilliant Beginnings. This is her summer class. They made pudding pops on their first day. Abby thought it was great. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Chocloate</span> and friends..... two of Abby's favorite things! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrKwksqgtsBUsQFt7AfcHat5kzs2O-eJx-hwd5nDeMZEyUNnaSRwbzlclE0cMtRFIXqgLoElwPW5xfx4JovIW-1pvlheM7zp5qzAtqMFZuVwgytWfl_4YohAmwzStOniFtvqb0B-iZ1o/s1600/Abby+PaintingSS.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474668489338770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVrKwksqgtsBUsQFt7AfcHat5kzs2O-eJx-hwd5nDeMZEyUNnaSRwbzlclE0cMtRFIXqgLoElwPW5xfx4JovIW-1pvlheM7zp5qzAtqMFZuVwgytWfl_4YohAmwzStOniFtvqb0B-iZ1o/s320/Abby+PaintingSS.jpg" /></a>Painting, on her first day. She kept telling me that "she painted around and around." Not sure what she was trying to create, but whatever it was, she was sure proud of it!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNiIKLjB1C9UZLVfy-mRMcB8gEFs2BcakDChwFtdwYIXRuav4l5R02yuanFyUGG8wdyDVT5RobHgfz5xvEGU6KdGNp1VJOeejn3jtNibpbXvpwFVzL2WZhJxzNAmnOm-R8rQ3sPw9GsA/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474107554388066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNiIKLjB1C9UZLVfy-mRMcB8gEFs2BcakDChwFtdwYIXRuav4l5R02yuanFyUGG8wdyDVT5RobHgfz5xvEGU6KdGNp1VJOeejn3jtNibpbXvpwFVzL2WZhJxzNAmnOm-R8rQ3sPw9GsA/s320/001.JPG" /></a> Abby had a tea party awhile back. </div><br /><div>Top row, L to R- <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kiera</span>, Isabelle, Emmy</div><br /><div><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bottm</span> row, L to R- Abby, Hadley, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Kami</span><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNSvT8BGLPpF7IieQBqG5l-Jwsac2JQRBlrK1C7OzXCRzOqrstpOpbRm_kdmJFF4Pp-5-O-gMi9rW8c1OyoVgqIGTIWrzuWlnF1nONXOHczaAhMye3b2UQhfs5EQT_YTnlZqSNxIN2INA/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474106220203458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNSvT8BGLPpF7IieQBqG5l-Jwsac2JQRBlrK1C7OzXCRzOqrstpOpbRm_kdmJFF4Pp-5-O-gMi9rW8c1OyoVgqIGTIWrzuWlnF1nONXOHczaAhMye3b2UQhfs5EQT_YTnlZqSNxIN2INA/s320/002.JPG" /></a> We made Fruit Loop necklaces.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg__SqJxlBDDgNiNiOFMVVM94wbmWs-cNYzH4C5nSZawqsbMAPpdBD4PRgu01uibHVI-58rEsLa43bs14YZkpE_vGQ4Yhy-Ig4EE-1XimrpvIHpPHPq1lfwyqA3P8YwTo8Ti_ExoLEM24k/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617474099062295330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg__SqJxlBDDgNiNiOFMVVM94wbmWs-cNYzH4C5nSZawqsbMAPpdBD4PRgu01uibHVI-58rEsLa43bs14YZkpE_vGQ4Yhy-Ig4EE-1XimrpvIHpPHPq1lfwyqA3P8YwTo8Ti_ExoLEM24k/s320/004.JPG" /></a>Hadley & Isabelle showing off their finished products.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCbg04pM5JaYD8NyDyz5JGytxljTx6177q6F0W4LrbTFQ7Qn4U35lTGeB4rYuU8lR6Jnep_cGwzqKDyJRNaGgOSxsc_PvCJ9e5MYUycOPeRCVZb8674xN0t5dvKiRXucnzsicIjySBzA/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617473979988938274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCbg04pM5JaYD8NyDyz5JGytxljTx6177q6F0W4LrbTFQ7Qn4U35lTGeB4rYuU8lR6Jnep_cGwzqKDyJRNaGgOSxsc_PvCJ9e5MYUycOPeRCVZb8674xN0t5dvKiRXucnzsicIjySBzA/s320/005.JPG" /></a> We ate fun little tea party snacks- strawberries, teddy bear shaped cheese, pretzels, and tiny donuts. Some girls even snacked on their necklaces. :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>They also played "Limbo" but I didn't get any pics of that. I was too busy laughing my head off. Imagine six, 3-year-olds bending over backwards and sliding on their stomachs, trying to get under the Limbo bar. Hilarious!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOH1T5CwwNo77VyTSzGsrDEKN2mv8PLoG4btSU2u1elPyjJ75eg33Vdu5dVIGbdUVPeJBQfo4OAHkm8wxIAcci8vpSMF-kCwy4wxg484Yp1pJwbG00myFzhK7VyKqmu5KVdDuladlUgzU/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617473967230304386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOH1T5CwwNo77VyTSzGsrDEKN2mv8PLoG4btSU2u1elPyjJ75eg33Vdu5dVIGbdUVPeJBQfo4OAHkm8wxIAcci8vpSMF-kCwy4wxg484Yp1pJwbG00myFzhK7VyKqmu5KVdDuladlUgzU/s320/007.JPG" /></a>Abby had her second dance recital in May. This time, the assistants to her class, danced with them. Abby is the one bending over slightly. She thinks it's great to be up on stage. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQ1jIfnVBH8NxTHhbWYnDzMU93dDXBdMT2FGiSKk5y1JFyv9Z9G2rpo-3W9d-xzqOrsNvoa_w-cVXhgzfRQbjYhsW3FnezhjvODLt3KSp50D91SrOdqHg_9md4ImMGOfjklYOKVGFvSk/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617473957463955794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjQ1jIfnVBH8NxTHhbWYnDzMU93dDXBdMT2FGiSKk5y1JFyv9Z9G2rpo-3W9d-xzqOrsNvoa_w-cVXhgzfRQbjYhsW3FnezhjvODLt3KSp50D91SrOdqHg_9md4ImMGOfjklYOKVGFvSk/s320/008.JPG" /></a>Isn't this cute? </div><br /><div>I didn't get many pics this time because I hate watching things from behind the lens. <br /></div><br /><div>Even though her dance class is over, for the summer, she still finds every reason she can to dance. The other day, her friend Emmy was over. They both dressed up in dance clothes and Abby taught Emmy her dance. It was so cute! Abby kept saying, "Watch me first!" "Now you do it!" Emmy was a fantastic student too!<br /><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVnQfGwGmwGeS8_kpeTGBT0CoT8wDXRHqD64CM8AB3wf14mkd7seXlzXeJHqQQ3yQmQvHJormx8ncN6oiBmsHG0UcYk9ndowsk24GKIpYDCAlX4wP4_2lBl90UoScB4Y364VUqRBPflQ/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617473955189616370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVnQfGwGmwGeS8_kpeTGBT0CoT8wDXRHqD64CM8AB3wf14mkd7seXlzXeJHqQQ3yQmQvHJormx8ncN6oiBmsHG0UcYk9ndowsk24GKIpYDCAlX4wP4_2lBl90UoScB4Y364VUqRBPflQ/s320/009.JPG" /></a>This picture cracks me up!</div><br /><div>My dad was playing with Abby on the couch one day, and he <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">summonds</span> me in, to see this. Abby had fallen asleep! She must have been very comfortable because she slept like this, for 2 1/2 hours. Never moved a muscle. I kept checking on her, to make sure she was okay. Poor girl was just exhausted.<br /><br /><br /><div>As you can see, Abby has a lot of things that make her happy! </div><br /><div>She makes our family just as happy!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-73502494532280938952011-06-10T22:03:00.011-06:002011-06-10T23:25:58.139-06:00Micah's 6th Birthday (Gargantuan Post)<div align="center">Micah turned six on April 15, 2011. He was so excited because he said that "Six-year-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">old's</span> go to first grade." It took quite awhile to convince him that while that was true, he would still have to finish out Kindergarten first. :)</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">The kids and I spent the week leading up to Micah's birthday, in Mesquite, NV, with my parents. It was Spring Break, so while Heath slaved away at Trinity, we vacationed. :) The day before we left, we had a little party for Micah's birthday. Can you say spoiled? He got a brand new scooter and "Lego Harry Potter" for his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">DSi</span> XL. And, Uncle Beau sent him "Kirby's Epic Yarn" and "Lego Indiana Jones" for the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wii</span>. We went to dinner, where Micah had a gigantic stack of pancakes, and then went back to the condo and had brownies and ice cream. It was a pretty great day for an almost-6 year old. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">We came back to Provo the day before Micah's birthday because none of us liked the thought of not being with daddy that day. So, even though daddy had to work, we still partied hard- knowing that later that night, he would get to join us.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7jYlCvIVEuUfsj0e0GLUQmBhUe9d1ZLG7DujU9HD94soOSqqJSCSPVOx2TuRmAdE5lceeaPszN_c34IaYbknqTMx86EjwoQkt2_rdcPxjwYqLvGWF5R2i6JRGetLDlW7LE6BL1vwshE8/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810187210096770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7jYlCvIVEuUfsj0e0GLUQmBhUe9d1ZLG7DujU9HD94soOSqqJSCSPVOx2TuRmAdE5lceeaPszN_c34IaYbknqTMx86EjwoQkt2_rdcPxjwYqLvGWF5R2i6JRGetLDlW7LE6BL1vwshE8/s320/001.JPG" /></a> First thing in the morning, Micah came knocking on our bedroom door to see if he could open a present. Gammy was coming down that night, so we told him he should wait for her. We finally agreed to one present, to hold him over.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3E1rbr2VpAIeSJoQzkFIub_czzDikUluU6drvIDidAqgpwjdmxbv4-2Ps8YUa7dngMnM8lxoovEMLwpcemRdlawj42Md6nYedZ37L4xlILmdj9k-pkmNfrR45W__zWGutZWpuZtHZzu0/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810182485875362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3E1rbr2VpAIeSJoQzkFIub_czzDikUluU6drvIDidAqgpwjdmxbv4-2Ps8YUa7dngMnM8lxoovEMLwpcemRdlawj42Md6nYedZ37L4xlILmdj9k-pkmNfrR45W__zWGutZWpuZtHZzu0/s320/002.JPG" /></a>Micah is always good about letting Abby share in the present-opening fun.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmzOtacS8k-7k5O-rriXgnqkSOYNdFbV4CkNudlAQZDVFuK-pbPUssSpspcjqRMQJfoiK0CCTtgOepE72NwwcfSgiJdgWUzD0Y-SqRKj-EXa2t0ejSwKVWhdxigZkgrNKr-zrqATa6oOU/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810057925783394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmzOtacS8k-7k5O-rriXgnqkSOYNdFbV4CkNudlAQZDVFuK-pbPUssSpspcjqRMQJfoiK0CCTtgOepE72NwwcfSgiJdgWUzD0Y-SqRKj-EXa2t0ejSwKVWhdxigZkgrNKr-zrqATa6oOU/s320/003.JPG" /></a> New basketball shorts! Not exactly what he was hoping for. He was trying to be excited, but I could see a bit of disappointment on his face, so we let him open another one. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-2wUvb5D75A6dJADmUgBrUB7clB9P5NTYeUgdPDgYzD5Iw7AhanZ72UJf2bStx9MBLp0rVlOvc-_5WhCxmIbWduCVvRgjgNyLFLMbG31CelM3khdljRNcX9DgBq90wzhGFbuI2QC8c0/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810057495814834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-2wUvb5D75A6dJADmUgBrUB7clB9P5NTYeUgdPDgYzD5Iw7AhanZ72UJf2bStx9MBLp0rVlOvc-_5WhCxmIbWduCVvRgjgNyLFLMbG31CelM3khdljRNcX9DgBq90wzhGFbuI2QC8c0/s320/004.JPG" /></a> Snorkeling gear! For those of you that know Micah, you know that this was something he was super excited about! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMlqAHlUn4XXC5SPSanngtzCKkgs1ILbC3INz56x32jcIBDob5qHZa5Re7tfburjwkbGWexswzr0nSPx26WlBt9PMRVp7x9Z4yxA80qAgCl8D4L5iH7Puhi-Jq0qAAxHmcJFYiaLpheFo/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810047750434914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMlqAHlUn4XXC5SPSanngtzCKkgs1ILbC3INz56x32jcIBDob5qHZa5Re7tfburjwkbGWexswzr0nSPx26WlBt9PMRVp7x9Z4yxA80qAgCl8D4L5iH7Puhi-Jq0qAAxHmcJFYiaLpheFo/s320/005.JPG" /></a>While daddy was at work, and while we waited for Gammy to get there, we spent the day at a couple of Micah's favorite places. Here he is at the "Monte L. Bean Life Science Museum". It is on the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">BYU</span> campus, and we know the place by heart. Micah is fascinated with every. single. thing. there. :) Here he is by the "stick bug". You know, like the one on "A Bug's Life"? <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2xY2Ckn_AulJBL4HKd_m4bqF7iAkFSCX_-rvT02FmIFCUsRzPNIR3_M1WYSvKHrhBmzUdko-1czMiz8zJY0r8KbHdhLtfS7anIsonKrv3R_irtvVk7ijt_8IJfSKSN8N1VRvpcUuWnA/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810040349485010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm2xY2Ckn_AulJBL4HKd_m4bqF7iAkFSCX_-rvT02FmIFCUsRzPNIR3_M1WYSvKHrhBmzUdko-1czMiz8zJY0r8KbHdhLtfS7anIsonKrv3R_irtvVk7ijt_8IJfSKSN8N1VRvpcUuWnA/s320/006.JPG" /></a>Abby had to get in on the action too. While not a fan of bugs, she does love the butterflies.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PBbgc-7k9bSin4lNw9ccGmKDWgH-c8zbQk7vcnHb_Un00RFkSPA1wC5_vnqnBywE-EfU3F-JjF-E81rfM2xMPNybfazs_Z3LVaUEWMHs5SPMJfvmM1bYvNVibSpxVUD6reRAMnUGX_s/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616810032133126434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-PBbgc-7k9bSin4lNw9ccGmKDWgH-c8zbQk7vcnHb_Un00RFkSPA1wC5_vnqnBywE-EfU3F-JjF-E81rfM2xMPNybfazs_Z3LVaUEWMHs5SPMJfvmM1bYvNVibSpxVUD6reRAMnUGX_s/s320/007.JPG" /></a>Micah's new favorite thing at the museum. A giant squid! It looks like it was made out of clay, but the sign on it assures the viewers that it was indeed, alive and well, at one point. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Btw</span>....Micah is fascinated with sea creatures. Ask the kid about Sharks sometime....he can talk your ear right off. Go check his facts too....he's a virtual Shark-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">aficionado</span>.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBURUUMaiora1Woq8kUF6vcf3P3qs2OlxmzKgfOtTHIVYNY2haCb0DVjYXgJaI3Hj19OX6oRBjk8yiAyclGkQprX2fsBBP3clK3pENWhtKCfOXUFp7skTvjKSUQ2ZUEsaG4gMZ93jkKRM/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809840697997650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBURUUMaiora1Woq8kUF6vcf3P3qs2OlxmzKgfOtTHIVYNY2haCb0DVjYXgJaI3Hj19OX6oRBjk8yiAyclGkQprX2fsBBP3clK3pENWhtKCfOXUFp7skTvjKSUQ2ZUEsaG4gMZ93jkKRM/s320/009.JPG" /></a> My two cuties. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DMhhaKfGmmdQ2P-Mqku4-fqG-vjCCHSaqQDcpzpMe4ZkZtpMPh-MOna64sxv0STmKo0Fbtx3CRHxMxDRSPY9z6KU-IAewP7QX1DcsEZ-yRvb8IOGp-S04MGzje4soKUmLgB5Swrro3c/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809824084051842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2DMhhaKfGmmdQ2P-Mqku4-fqG-vjCCHSaqQDcpzpMe4ZkZtpMPh-MOna64sxv0STmKo0Fbtx3CRHxMxDRSPY9z6KU-IAewP7QX1DcsEZ-yRvb8IOGp-S04MGzje4soKUmLgB5Swrro3c/s320/010.JPG" /></a>We were lucky enough to catch a live animal show while we were there. Abby was fascinated with the turtle. Here she was "petting" it. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbBsF_fnzn1F46f4dVocoPrJOeGmk0GyKe2JfrUFmiUQrWupAln6NOEbWIPIF03MUhQjZXxiX3sNTMN3iIg3MjeJB0HQiS_yB3NZJUah8k0V7BVWm02wyp-XsQi02BlwhgdaG52e5DM4/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809819623998818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbBsF_fnzn1F46f4dVocoPrJOeGmk0GyKe2JfrUFmiUQrWupAln6NOEbWIPIF03MUhQjZXxiX3sNTMN3iIg3MjeJB0HQiS_yB3NZJUah8k0V7BVWm02wyp-XsQi02BlwhgdaG52e5DM4/s320/011.JPG" /></a>This was more Micah's style. A snake! We did learn a little saying to help determine if a snake is poisonous. "If it's black and red, get back Fred! If it's black and yellow, you're a dead fellow!" <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFDfQbSxsUWDle77G_Q5PldVYVo1xuCL2ymWoz5ElxmOdbgC-lrlD2ihF25cS8BzfLDoi9_XPPmPD0pCTwSrEG2uQjiSIfnSMMaNkhjhVKiXF3i0J9uc_R7_IrU3ymWOjbbI4BhNxHuQ/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809815799695746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuFDfQbSxsUWDle77G_Q5PldVYVo1xuCL2ymWoz5ElxmOdbgC-lrlD2ihF25cS8BzfLDoi9_XPPmPD0pCTwSrEG2uQjiSIfnSMMaNkhjhVKiXF3i0J9uc_R7_IrU3ymWOjbbI4BhNxHuQ/s320/012.JPG" /></a>After the museum, we grabbed lunch at McDonald's. Micah actually was happy to be there. He was just tired of having his picture taken over and over and over. :)<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qQqEdnONZg3M_UqE1nQ_o2772929hVersBAxsTUAKf9b6BKJtYc0CfCQqFsqO8M892e7U2V-8BxlSllAjdAr1SlCzmt4YDZeC67FsByCpR4spnlyw3c_LSoaNmydg_qtONNYZgvW9Jk/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809619789465842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_qQqEdnONZg3M_UqE1nQ_o2772929hVersBAxsTUAKf9b6BKJtYc0CfCQqFsqO8M892e7U2V-8BxlSllAjdAr1SlCzmt4YDZeC67FsByCpR4spnlyw3c_LSoaNmydg_qtONNYZgvW9Jk/s320/015.JPG" /></a> After lunch, it was off to "Toys R Us" for a mini shopping spree. What did Micah pick out? A Star Wars Lego set and a........<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnMckGXuXB3s4en0zHiV17mAyR1ih1GkSZ2Y4RRsck65WMwRVjksNBrLKu5dG7YD7xSWtqgbyiZrWh_-dgEkog7l3c2D5TMIsC-oTFghuC10VUW39OB5xllZCp0T6K0z2ArKtXyXd6yc/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809617569428434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnMckGXuXB3s4en0zHiV17mAyR1ih1GkSZ2Y4RRsck65WMwRVjksNBrLKu5dG7YD7xSWtqgbyiZrWh_-dgEkog7l3c2D5TMIsC-oTFghuC10VUW39OB5xllZCp0T6K0z2ArKtXyXd6yc/s320/016.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mowqui</span>. Remember this little guy from "Gremlins"? It looks and sounds just like the movie. Don't worry though- it does not multiply if it gets wet.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SZWIg_6A-o05UKuEWKS8MH65DkNMYYuL2jzzZn7lr58ZcBbKSpS9eRzCtTq4PfO41JTGWEqfya4xuRe4aP26iJIROzWzxSKDMUjJuF0MWSfKvu0OKXuFuToGMhhZMFFvdS0eSvsiJok/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809609366054850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SZWIg_6A-o05UKuEWKS8MH65DkNMYYuL2jzzZn7lr58ZcBbKSpS9eRzCtTq4PfO41JTGWEqfya4xuRe4aP26iJIROzWzxSKDMUjJuF0MWSfKvu0OKXuFuToGMhhZMFFvdS0eSvsiJok/s320/017.JPG" /></a> Micah reminded us several times that day that he was six now. He even told me that he had to use "two hands now to show how old I am".<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0zxfsrGZp4zBR5j97M_1B71B2QRTV52gWTKfp4hRgCLlE2eCDE2-Ot_1HIc78dejjKASXiBbly14AS2i5G5L0tEuom9m5WK83XjjgzoLCRZ06AMreSth59ZAC5zGmfsSUNn2dbiWs9I/s1600/018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809394564393714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0zxfsrGZp4zBR5j97M_1B71B2QRTV52gWTKfp4hRgCLlE2eCDE2-Ot_1HIc78dejjKASXiBbly14AS2i5G5L0tEuom9m5WK83XjjgzoLCRZ06AMreSth59ZAC5zGmfsSUNn2dbiWs9I/s320/018.JPG" /></a> Mom and dad got Micah a "real" wallet. It even had money in it. $6.00 to be exact!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3PM2UaX2z88k72IjVK5AKtWajonS4uguCFHiYxeQlW__EvS9UhcXxoD1UquKfbOQwA_OEjhD7YYv7KsDN8KsAsfLfwgvKJbcNB96w5-EiEgYoFBItUox714MBOqwP75Ahi25zqGo1N4/s1600/019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809386503215506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3PM2UaX2z88k72IjVK5AKtWajonS4uguCFHiYxeQlW__EvS9UhcXxoD1UquKfbOQwA_OEjhD7YYv7KsDN8KsAsfLfwgvKJbcNB96w5-EiEgYoFBItUox714MBOqwP75Ahi25zqGo1N4/s320/019.JPG" /></a> If you can't tell by now, Micah loves Star Wars and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Lego's</span>. He was thrilled for this book from Abby. He had his eye on it, at the school book fair, several weeks earlier.</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdc7vEnVaMh9RrKHMBVsUtQbhKzv-vMhWsZ3tXaxNbkV7olHcR2r7VHIDYQeVaqncKik_6kVNHiF0AHpPWU6i9EeQD6Mc6lSteaHEKvc0lN97xT8zmThMTsYkxKc6qslK2fumfYkFo4R0/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809374113495346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdc7vEnVaMh9RrKHMBVsUtQbhKzv-vMhWsZ3tXaxNbkV7olHcR2r7VHIDYQeVaqncKik_6kVNHiF0AHpPWU6i9EeQD6Mc6lSteaHEKvc0lN97xT8zmThMTsYkxKc6qslK2fumfYkFo4R0/s320/021.JPG" /></a>While we were in Mesquite, Grandpa and Micah played, "Fish", over and over again. So, even though Grandma and Grandpa had already given Micah his gifts, they sent this up as a little surprise.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdYxs3ZSovHMwbhEbHyq9V6o0H9K6wbTi8hHlG00M_QXPsKtd56pNSQ_xfZk-gJkpHZDgI5PCqFqkrJrl9Bb3TSwnIWQDslKN4p8VsllBIanUPV-0mF9A3n_NnwoXaJ2HSULdwJqWAp2Q/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809366384208930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdYxs3ZSovHMwbhEbHyq9V6o0H9K6wbTi8hHlG00M_QXPsKtd56pNSQ_xfZk-gJkpHZDgI5PCqFqkrJrl9Bb3TSwnIWQDslKN4p8VsllBIanUPV-0mF9A3n_NnwoXaJ2HSULdwJqWAp2Q/s320/022.JPG" /></a> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Lego's</span>, from mom and dad. Micah's favorite character from Star Wars is "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Anakin</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">Skywalker</span>". So, he was quite thrilled when he got <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">Anakin's</span> ship.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4cw7YQkFdJwU0SA4Vk9T8Og4b_0SKJM6x6Rg0ENnRUmzEKpQb9ggiOTc6AjUh6uK9PRqJRFtymZe0W-tMLZXHpvy0ocr62ARlhiy16TegoA-DN6Prpk5A4Cjr76n0ekA1QLYHVj-e5sQ/s1600/023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809143034629906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4cw7YQkFdJwU0SA4Vk9T8Og4b_0SKJM6x6Rg0ENnRUmzEKpQb9ggiOTc6AjUh6uK9PRqJRFtymZe0W-tMLZXHpvy0ocr62ARlhiy16TegoA-DN6Prpk5A4Cjr76n0ekA1QLYHVj-e5sQ/s320/023.JPG" /></a> One of the best things I have ever bought for my kids. Not only is it a fun game that we all can play together, but Micah and Abby can play it with each other too. No help from mom or dad is required. It's also a great counting game.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-aL0bIJ7oR2Mc3m4j2vebNXL9ZZ3obwN_Z-hyzAFfbTWRnM_FWOhkkjdg8lLkr6DXOYh_jFRi7KaJI4X20tymk22353sFo5ISPL3XtxbvKskXbBOi_MsdDYOZgquPkm-KXDx2IgAuLU/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809130578346610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-aL0bIJ7oR2Mc3m4j2vebNXL9ZZ3obwN_Z-hyzAFfbTWRnM_FWOhkkjdg8lLkr6DXOYh_jFRi7KaJI4X20tymk22353sFo5ISPL3XtxbvKskXbBOi_MsdDYOZgquPkm-KXDx2IgAuLU/s320/024.JPG" /></a>And, the gift that he was hoping for, more than any other- "Lego Star Wars III". Gammy came through big time!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6O-ksW1jihVHiWyZOuRNVa7RlbTYibCmxlBd67JhU6DEaExz1jLmicgDysqtnj8sBeXK3yOC9CeRGb9UcKHcVAhM78uXWa5A11zy7xElweukcmSmcRyr0yYtWl4y60IBGi7S8llKvhQ/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809129107155490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis6O-ksW1jihVHiWyZOuRNVa7RlbTYibCmxlBd67JhU6DEaExz1jLmicgDysqtnj8sBeXK3yOC9CeRGb9UcKHcVAhM78uXWa5A11zy7xElweukcmSmcRyr0yYtWl4y60IBGi7S8llKvhQ/s320/025.JPG" /></a> A bug catching kit and binoculars. Abby was thrilled that Gammy got her one too. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhputFBkUirHYRnW4b0MSaOKCd9H4HOCI10KdaE4pauDbVblqvkrPZOyQBWct3tijihO4EvgGHuU14wubc_686pdX9_mrInp8BinjyuU4hYT2EjhvlFrmKv5PTAXGUtTIZu6iGJ6V0En3M/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809123103872498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhputFBkUirHYRnW4b0MSaOKCd9H4HOCI10KdaE4pauDbVblqvkrPZOyQBWct3tijihO4EvgGHuU14wubc_686pdX9_mrInp8BinjyuU4hYT2EjhvlFrmKv5PTAXGUtTIZu6iGJ6V0En3M/s320/026.JPG" /></a> The cake! Yes, it is a Ronald McDonald cake. Micah absolutely LOVES McDonald's. Our good friend, Emily, works for the owner of a local McDonald's, so she arranged to have this cake waiting for us, when we got there for lunch, earlier in the day. Micah thought that was the coolest thing ever! So did all the other kids in the Play Land. :)<br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HEd1NZQ041a1YG7rfsiLrOTeFkq3nqgpU0zoScQ9bY67JCok3BsBD2oof8j5m-uNttaRcOyTX5x815JftFFjfx8CpcUhcERW_3UYi3yIxlq6VxnFfuMEMR0tvh-ko0Qr9S2OlLDekM8/s1600/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616809116781760194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HEd1NZQ041a1YG7rfsiLrOTeFkq3nqgpU0zoScQ9bY67JCok3BsBD2oof8j5m-uNttaRcOyTX5x815JftFFjfx8CpcUhcERW_3UYi3yIxlq6VxnFfuMEMR0tvh-ko0Qr9S2OlLDekM8/s320/027.JPG" /></a>Make a wish and blow!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWfDn1JeK16Kn5fwRobJFmwFHu1fwoa4QDIS4ULVWsBAZ7yK0oGv_7GPk12rB-3iG-S-vR_EnHp0-tzMeKI_yxA14QDapfvccuvKlPRhEZ9Iwe3aDjnp09STwjdtIl41tkmZGpsx_F9xo/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808863674470194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWfDn1JeK16Kn5fwRobJFmwFHu1fwoa4QDIS4ULVWsBAZ7yK0oGv_7GPk12rB-3iG-S-vR_EnHp0-tzMeKI_yxA14QDapfvccuvKlPRhEZ9Iwe3aDjnp09STwjdtIl41tkmZGpsx_F9xo/s320/001.JPG" /></a> As if all that partying wasn't enough, Micah wanted a Star Wars party for his friends. So, this was my feeble <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">attempt</span> at making a "Light Saber" out of a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error">Laffy</span> Taffy stick. The little tag attached to it read, "Thanks for coming to my party! May the force be with you! From, Micah" Although I felt like they were an utter failure, Micah and his friends thought they were, "Way cool!" <br /></div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheicW3s21cvCSnBzYZuqTcDRph9O-CRyf671lUiNxMthKood1-UmxvGWg3LGR4BPOx1Kha33KP-1LXOWysGRyUkqHo7xAwHraGBE9kq6hraFgldZl-9hjXU3gFQboTGS6SgMPcFWGcojY/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808858278463394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheicW3s21cvCSnBzYZuqTcDRph9O-CRyf671lUiNxMthKood1-UmxvGWg3LGR4BPOx1Kha33KP-1LXOWysGRyUkqHo7xAwHraGBE9kq6hraFgldZl-9hjXU3gFQboTGS6SgMPcFWGcojY/s320/002.JPG" /></a>Usually, I go a bit overboard and spend hundreds of dollars on my kids' birthday parties. Heath begged me to scale back a bit this year. So, instead of a grand cake- I made these <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">little</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">lovelies</span>. :) While not beautiful in any way, they were color coded to match the colors of the Light Sabers we utilized at the party. Did you know that the bad guys have red ones and the good guys have blue and green? Every little boy at the party knew that. Which color would you guess was most popular?.... Red!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuUi3XPNrwOGmd5vAQee4UtKc5LBOdoTxtZOOPA7pTS4ZQ25cr0nseZqUmXGvZ86YRwsxtCbfIHncfayEV1wISQNJl1Tneo8BJ4MQIasH1UoQLxFodY3qbBIlaHbHaRxgWdibWBrL9X5I/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808848527107138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuUi3XPNrwOGmd5vAQee4UtKc5LBOdoTxtZOOPA7pTS4ZQ25cr0nseZqUmXGvZ86YRwsxtCbfIHncfayEV1wISQNJl1Tneo8BJ4MQIasH1UoQLxFodY3qbBIlaHbHaRxgWdibWBrL9X5I/s320/003.JPG" /></a> In my quest to create a memorable party for under $100, instead of buying Light Sabers, we made our own. We cut swimming noodles in half and stuck them on dowels (that Micah and his friend, Noah painted black, the night before). Then, the boys got to use cool, foam, letter stickers to decorate their saber, with their name. I gave them each a balloon and they decorated their own "bad guy". Their task was to then "Use the force" to get rid of that bad guy. While this game sounded fun in my head, it quickly turned into this....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOOilouQIGo7OVwXq_siDfMIXey8-s6LzeEBRjJ604EypVRUovo-bCDtt2WaWmhs2J188buk7_TWSl6BYy1jBJ_WRgoUNrn1ogE3iQpk8vvST8CZWz_19NP9rS_mtgfb038J1XVqoqdhk/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808842504521666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOOilouQIGo7OVwXq_siDfMIXey8-s6LzeEBRjJ604EypVRUovo-bCDtt2WaWmhs2J188buk7_TWSl6BYy1jBJ_WRgoUNrn1ogE3iQpk8vvST8CZWz_19NP9rS_mtgfb038J1XVqoqdhk/s320/004.JPG" /></a> A bunch of six-year-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">olds,</span> beating each other, with hand-made Light Sabers. Fortunately, no one got hurt.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQEb3NhqEWpqY1fMAjhmhFF6j5u9SjpzsLuL8Rk34MdsDi8jMiOExj1RwE1-EeB2avVZMPc1K4SXypJUoBtBCqrHaF7oU6Bit6C3l1F3xoM8f-30-9U2t0S8WZWRGB8l3Tgu-dz3skWs/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808441867708178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYQEb3NhqEWpqY1fMAjhmhFF6j5u9SjpzsLuL8Rk34MdsDi8jMiOExj1RwE1-EeB2avVZMPc1K4SXypJUoBtBCqrHaF7oU6Bit6C3l1F3xoM8f-30-9U2t0S8WZWRGB8l3Tgu-dz3skWs/s320/005.JPG" /></a>When all the bad guys had been properly vanquished, we sat down and opened presents. Here is Micah with his first "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ninjago</span>" Lego set. Thanks, Andrew!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPY4AVMZ28ZHECMEXkrBokWNvw0nVjJkcv3vmYLtO2t2txNq1AANUdvPo4FZbRHBgO-Rt0ESDAsb67fdxqUwi4d0dByt-9l5LTqDwXWqvj7ImIlEsWD-YOKorajDDCCAdy0r9-uyZmFQ/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808431826307330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLPY4AVMZ28ZHECMEXkrBokWNvw0nVjJkcv3vmYLtO2t2txNq1AANUdvPo4FZbRHBgO-Rt0ESDAsb67fdxqUwi4d0dByt-9l5LTqDwXWqvj7ImIlEsWD-YOKorajDDCCAdy0r9-uyZmFQ/s320/006.JPG" /></a>Star Wars action figures! Emperor <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">Palpatine</span> and Darth Vader, to be exact. Thanks, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">Caden</span> L.!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifyqxX5TOR4H-lqnuQeI_YvULXMBh9fJPmanoxYJrMKFayg41SXab_-YN5hVjFWL4S3OLBQYzaHth6Q6S0Pqnv75vUc_aWoEI9nBUL_YxwGs0lzRF7GFYsIKSrAF8eTEE2wxxP2kbLwwk/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808426663984514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifyqxX5TOR4H-lqnuQeI_YvULXMBh9fJPmanoxYJrMKFayg41SXab_-YN5hVjFWL4S3OLBQYzaHth6Q6S0Pqnv75vUc_aWoEI9nBUL_YxwGs0lzRF7GFYsIKSrAF8eTEE2wxxP2kbLwwk/s320/007.JPG" /></a> Micah's very first $10 bill! Thanks, Brock!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnWqwgTtItT6cctyw8VIp0Koz0sbtM-vAf6YJsUYpb6Ln9JGKiAjC-L3yd11q7SCg6PONgbFwYl7UuyhdyKinSU3rX5-taJN8WKMVtEDTQ3yU55j1G0dB83YTQIJNZna1dUY05piO2DM/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808417996169170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfnWqwgTtItT6cctyw8VIp0Koz0sbtM-vAf6YJsUYpb6Ln9JGKiAjC-L3yd11q7SCg6PONgbFwYl7UuyhdyKinSU3rX5-taJN8WKMVtEDTQ3yU55j1G0dB83YTQIJNZna1dUY05piO2DM/s320/008.JPG" /></a> Lego Hero Factory! The green one! The one he had been eyeing! Thanks, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">Caden</span> B.!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU_4h0VIGT82dy8-3rVIS4uXyFhl2TVjtjkS7kJBDapuMFgJqSu9XOL36YYK3T2lCiT2fiTz0XLZO79pZTPe08HFxgbD5nqzAFmET0uJD9TcOJOZ8aDjd_D_cwgg8vDWDey2GYhgp4dc/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808406447056098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaU_4h0VIGT82dy8-3rVIS4uXyFhl2TVjtjkS7kJBDapuMFgJqSu9XOL36YYK3T2lCiT2fiTz0XLZO79pZTPe08HFxgbD5nqzAFmET0uJD9TcOJOZ8aDjd_D_cwgg8vDWDey2GYhgp4dc/s320/009.JPG" /></a>Star Wars Mighty <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">Beanz</span>! Micah finally got Yoda! Thanks, Levi!</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrZVm__1djkijABFxtiTMZu7EhrHFpxEU182luvCtbqUxNtjEyePXvgfmX2y_5XTQiDL84APS0-obAuX3wVhOfMGwVNFMy7qQ4McB8JoE5Lk1g1Ll5hKzaX6vU2wsVla_QM3JPzuGB8c/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808218685830530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrZVm__1djkijABFxtiTMZu7EhrHFpxEU182luvCtbqUxNtjEyePXvgfmX2y_5XTQiDL84APS0-obAuX3wVhOfMGwVNFMy7qQ4McB8JoE5Lk1g1Ll5hKzaX6vU2wsVla_QM3JPzuGB8c/s320/010.JPG" /></a>A super cool Toy Story gun (that doubles as a video game)! Thanks, James!</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN53suD6nks1V2LjTyAD-XZXriThzfyvTZaE04sXH6FUDyRTW9QH42wyugu_ch6QjdsK6EwN8U6eOBN49mPnmEMbn0K3zNxxNqfwaHdJzMVo9tZxf3GqVB_tynUipR80RrMxYh_fNewA/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808208282760610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN53suD6nks1V2LjTyAD-XZXriThzfyvTZaE04sXH6FUDyRTW9QH42wyugu_ch6QjdsK6EwN8U6eOBN49mPnmEMbn0K3zNxxNqfwaHdJzMVo9tZxf3GqVB_tynUipR80RrMxYh_fNewA/s320/011.JPG" /></a>Oooooooh! Beyblades! Two of them! Thanks, Noah!</div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyZ9DnpnilArzpBqHgX6TBsR9psZWb_DxGJmMKtuyjj91frRdU1I2DHEv8inxl2Ht29VJAYTJdqJhPo7NdOFQ8Ax78LPgtt4QYUHflLtK50DUOjPfDMnaPMDu2ntJOKsuXslkFsQvrn4/s1600/012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808205968874754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyZ9DnpnilArzpBqHgX6TBsR9psZWb_DxGJmMKtuyjj91frRdU1I2DHEv8inxl2Ht29VJAYTJdqJhPo7NdOFQ8Ax78LPgtt4QYUHflLtK50DUOjPfDMnaPMDu2ntJOKsuXslkFsQvrn4/s320/012.JPG" /></a> $6 more! This kid seriously got rich! Thanks, Treddon!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAC_TqmEr0PtRbf380qEfAa3FYuBb9gJ6CIWJOeE_lC454eWuAJIOp3mrRcYKLxs7he6hOaZw24hmTifh4VHONA8fWTH1WUzSGlD0M79Rszp0RS6Mleiuo-PU1XSOE-sihMOtlQe5mwYM/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808201084597010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAC_TqmEr0PtRbf380qEfAa3FYuBb9gJ6CIWJOeE_lC454eWuAJIOp3mrRcYKLxs7he6hOaZw24hmTifh4VHONA8fWTH1WUzSGlD0M79Rszp0RS6Mleiuo-PU1XSOE-sihMOtlQe5mwYM/s320/013.JPG" /></a>The whole group of Jedi Knights! <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwEhYK3bUyHr8FbldnwAR9UYCwzqeo1CIape2h_EhOR0BN7oxkOs1rLdFWg02m_kmNH0wysxfpBHvNEwC0avSzCufXl64rswikjnGw8ZOaxfPiyF19j_x_3066wg-Lm6t6Y_gKzaETeQ/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616808191847309170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwEhYK3bUyHr8FbldnwAR9UYCwzqeo1CIape2h_EhOR0BN7oxkOs1rLdFWg02m_kmNH0wysxfpBHvNEwC0avSzCufXl64rswikjnGw8ZOaxfPiyF19j_x_3066wg-Lm6t6Y_gKzaETeQ/s320/014.JPG" /></a> And, what kind of party would it be w/o cake and ice cream? So, these boys sat down to some cupcakes and ice cream. These boys can eat! They finished off 20 cupcakes, an entire gallon of vanilla, and an entire galloon of chocolate! Growing boys. :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Micah had a fantastic birthday! He is a fantastic kid, so he deserved every bit of it.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Oh yeah, I finished the party off for only $35.00 My husband was so proud. Did it suffer because of the limited budget? I don't think so.... As the party ended, Micah gave me a hug and said, "This was my best party, mom." That alone was worth more money than I could ever count. :)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Love you, Micah! Here's to many, many, many, many, many more birthday's!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-26986500158114820452011-06-10T15:16:00.003-06:002011-06-10T15:43:24.203-06:00Kindergarten Graduation<div align="center">Micah graduated from Kindergarten on May 20, 2011 (yes, I am behind on my blogging). I can't believe my little guy is so grown up. I keep asking him to stop, but he just smiles and says, "I want to get bigger!" </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Why is it so hard for me to accept that Micah is growing up? I love watching every new stage, and I love seeing him experience new things, but at the same time, I wish time would slow down a little. It seems like just yesterday, I was crying as I dropped him off for his first day of school. Now, here I was crying again as he graduated. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OLQM7fuHdUiIzuBgtqp0O7HP6eJAKLkXn587TipLKtBGj0kc-OQ9SqpuCwAZr5kKIO9a9vYD34nv_PSgj1vH36i-HL98TZGAxeJGzBDmZY7pehgumCOQ-x0uwq3uQ0CAhgNAtmQHeXs/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616703433648676690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0OLQM7fuHdUiIzuBgtqp0O7HP6eJAKLkXn587TipLKtBGj0kc-OQ9SqpuCwAZr5kKIO9a9vYD34nv_PSgj1vH36i-HL98TZGAxeJGzBDmZY7pehgumCOQ-x0uwq3uQ0CAhgNAtmQHeXs/s320/010.JPG" /></a> Here is Micah just before we left for his last day of school. I had actually bought him a super cute shirt to wear for his graduation, but he insisted on wearing this one instead. It's his favorite and he says it's, "Super cool!" He was so nervous that I decided it was best for him to wear something that made him feel good about himself.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><br />Here is Micah as they are getting ready for the program to start. He was so nervous. Nervous doesn't even cover it. Micah does not like attention, and when he feels like all the eyes are on him, it is really hard. Micah was literally scared to death. When the kids came walking into the room, I really wasn't sure if Micah would be with them. But, he was! And, as hard as it was for him to stand up there, with tons of people watching, HE DID IT!!!!!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUioYQsUKEeQ0f5w_HO3FAADbdYSq0Fx1WAojSZ356qXMTbIBEpOxOqNo-kW2gVhcNzhJcgDLKJZxg_pM0T4OQeUOtQXAcdh2GxOY32jwzQcfas3wHnBIwvgUzeLfD4M74QRl6TD2Fxyo/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616703317262275186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUioYQsUKEeQ0f5w_HO3FAADbdYSq0Fx1WAojSZ356qXMTbIBEpOxOqNo-kW2gVhcNzhJcgDLKJZxg_pM0T4OQeUOtQXAcdh2GxOY32jwzQcfas3wHnBIwvgUzeLfD4M74QRl6TD2Fxyo/s320/013.JPG" /></a> The whole class!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3MvRM0QatuRV9Rgoglq_G8PIKVk4djaarE2KjrFtiL23DsxmCK7v8rQTpSQaIKQVqySRvTi4Is-pNrD9HGFgG1V4U6XHtxxuT4ewSO8TL_qFpfATo1hWjc-gUddeE_yj_kNoh5okzME/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616703307290456434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK3MvRM0QatuRV9Rgoglq_G8PIKVk4djaarE2KjrFtiL23DsxmCK7v8rQTpSQaIKQVqySRvTi4Is-pNrD9HGFgG1V4U6XHtxxuT4ewSO8TL_qFpfATo1hWjc-gUddeE_yj_kNoh5okzME/s320/014.JPG" /></a> When it came time to "graduate", Mrs. Anglesey called out each child's name, and they were to stand. When it was Micah's turn, he shook his head, "no". Mrs. Anglesey knew how hard this was on Micah, so she didn't force it. <br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGJ9tNuVVHussaPt2q0sE3n5gK7AzJl_Alu4UZcQQY8qKvvDIhrRSUbZUy-BlAIUeiuZDIPRC7hRmeOS_1JkzOP0q1J6pEfa_1fAfoRS3blteiszHtK2jHfjWotbPWjVIt6KoR3TO5iI/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616703299251109458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGJ9tNuVVHussaPt2q0sE3n5gK7AzJl_Alu4UZcQQY8qKvvDIhrRSUbZUy-BlAIUeiuZDIPRC7hRmeOS_1JkzOP0q1J6pEfa_1fAfoRS3blteiszHtK2jHfjWotbPWjVIt6KoR3TO5iI/s320/015.JPG" /></a> The whole program was so hard for Micah. This is him right after his name was called. He just couldn't stand up. He wanted too, so badly. I was silently praying that he would have the courage. So, even though he wasn't able to stand for his name, he did get up there. He stood still while the other kids sang, but he was there, with his class- silently struggling the whole time. As I watched him, my heart ached. I really thought about going up there and sitting with him. But, I held myself back and just watched. Hard as it was, I knew he had to do this on his own.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>And, can I just tell you how PROUD of him I was? I've had proud moments as a mother, but this one was way up there! My little guy got up there and did something that was so hard for him. There is still progress to be made, but this was HUGE!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bHvzK3kjmYVEth7B0PFD3Yi-GsyLXWXOVDRfSc8Nm0ZJFV7UPW6t99G96rIMQotC6vGLpJEtIFkDGjkodSODiMbTFaK5FLHVCxjCSu5b1swlF0Pt1gF2SKP_p2G30y-roAeFJ7HDZ5s/s1600/016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616703294148487570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6bHvzK3kjmYVEth7B0PFD3Yi-GsyLXWXOVDRfSc8Nm0ZJFV7UPW6t99G96rIMQotC6vGLpJEtIFkDGjkodSODiMbTFaK5FLHVCxjCSu5b1swlF0Pt1gF2SKP_p2G30y-roAeFJ7HDZ5s/s320/016.JPG" /></a> This is Mrs. Kitchen (the class aide) and Mrs. Anglesey (Micah's teacher). Micah adores both of them. I think he even had a little crush on Mrs. Anglesey. I found her name, with a heart around it, drawn on several papers.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Micah learned so much in Kindergarten. So much in fact, that at his end of year testing, he scored 100%!</div></div><br /></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-51726550569828142382011-04-18T16:44:00.002-06:002011-04-18T16:46:55.170-06:00Water<div align="center">Last night, after Micah's bath, he ran into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Phew! That was a close one, mom!" I said, "Why?" He replied, "I almost died!" To this, I got a bit more concerned and said, "What? What happened?" Micah's response? "You need a lot of water to survive, and I don't think I've had enough today." </div><br /><div align="center">Holding back the giggles, I looked down and noticed that he was holding a 48 oz. water bottle. :)</div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-930335400999000947.post-38045830935534551292011-04-07T09:38:00.006-06:002011-04-07T10:20:48.112-06:00Fairy Tea Party<p align="center">Abby and I attended a Fairy Tea Party, at the Provo City Library, in March. It was so much fun! We had a blast shopping for the perfect fairy costume, and then getting all dressed up for the night. Abby was a beautiful red & pink fairy. I wore a pretty red shirt that (kinda) matched Abby. :)</p><br /><p align="center">Here is Abby right before we left for the tea party. I didn't love the pink leotard with her red skirt and wings. I will definitely get a red one for Halloween. Her costume is way too cute to put in the dress up bin, so we're going to use it as her Halloween costume. </p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOJfxlwfz7IWY-DTw5k9BZ3AU15__ePvSBMbXn4jZz5iwxS4a6BKqvlS31kmFt1Kij-4Pi98DuqfvkboPqK_ta0mBJRLEStjoS90pEgAPP3D6giQHtLMrfDdnnUfeHjp7XwL0x_DPFEc/s1600/066.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592868009141347282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqOJfxlwfz7IWY-DTw5k9BZ3AU15__ePvSBMbXn4jZz5iwxS4a6BKqvlS31kmFt1Kij-4Pi98DuqfvkboPqK_ta0mBJRLEStjoS90pEgAPP3D6giQHtLMrfDdnnUfeHjp7XwL0x_DPFEc/s320/066.JPG" /></a> Guess what Abby's favorite part of her costume was? The wings? Nope! The magic wand! </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMq0HH2j5rHJjO5GTT7ajkUqKbOjyYmruUgfqtrv7CQy8KX5g_1_2OYvSlhL-R0ghTNLcmRXeto8ZTKyBqnGXbrFksKYvuY8MrHwLXQKu_sCzjz_HAdXLW-2W-2RBMeBzn3TFxY9Ob13s/s1600/067.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcP8h9Pao447yeaRQyQRAfrTQ3BvyVpX8PxhV-IT4r0q6bdFQ-7EREz95kPHkBNZVIa32oDUma6Q_abaFMna9STYv3Ooi2pkkHeci53UklT9dvu_HFNQ0xPI9Ob1KP2Awl1fglWBIM9A/s1600/068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592868001314505522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJcP8h9Pao447yeaRQyQRAfrTQ3BvyVpX8PxhV-IT4r0q6bdFQ-7EREz95kPHkBNZVIa32oDUma6Q_abaFMna9STYv3Ooi2pkkHeci53UklT9dvu_HFNQ0xPI9Ob1KP2Awl1fglWBIM9A/s320/068.JPG" /></a>Doesn't she look adorable? <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiqXfrcTXmj_pqYt0NO5k1Zo17_Z19aVrQkthyphenhyphenTps4JaC_-ZkHjFR22XmFmQ_6if7Z0NfBd9dohOLn5OVVppHuXkhn3S6w64kpi5KeL-GVHidgiTxN2Vhu6SIFCSUvK-5nrshLvVvKbrk/s1600/069.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCoSDUpYp-iWTOAonMD9oNs3p1E4J8rd93uY2sLYe1zMsGU1cM82O6QS05scMfy9dYSq1JxxazM0N_Y9vqvIRa_4VzVzimDV0GurzB5umIm3qAmePW4U7IGBBtbEnU2b0mjf5q65pnLHg/s1600/070.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867741743900450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCoSDUpYp-iWTOAonMD9oNs3p1E4J8rd93uY2sLYe1zMsGU1cM82O6QS05scMfy9dYSq1JxxazM0N_Y9vqvIRa_4VzVzimDV0GurzB5umIm3qAmePW4U7IGBBtbEnU2b0mjf5q65pnLHg/s320/070.JPG" /></a>The wings!</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pl3XPEafawI4_nNZw2lFcQk7v8dkiFXKTstlDoOMESYf2xT1JZWOzyTA6ZhHJVb0J-LXTy0OjOWeClZsjsdpHXXQH_W_wU31AiTph6-ZAluNgYDtl7TcM7mdgN1cbxvX4ceUG3buEzs/s1600/071.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867737158585970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pl3XPEafawI4_nNZw2lFcQk7v8dkiFXKTstlDoOMESYf2xT1JZWOzyTA6ZhHJVb0J-LXTy0OjOWeClZsjsdpHXXQH_W_wU31AiTph6-ZAluNgYDtl7TcM7mdgN1cbxvX4ceUG3buEzs/s320/071.JPG" /></a>Here we are right before entering the ballroom. Abby was so excited. She really could not stand the excitement. </div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMP1zvCcYABnznqHtsiecpIF0834k8l6e33t2PYVMBhSauRJuAXrz5ZOgg_81e-OlCG5Lwq-y2FcT3yyHFPnEtQ_PxUErytVJRsLOu1v_UKzZDrFX9rzLZVTP8bb3rcsxRNqedtsyGvs/s1600/072.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867736205272930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMP1zvCcYABnznqHtsiecpIF0834k8l6e33t2PYVMBhSauRJuAXrz5ZOgg_81e-OlCG5Lwq-y2FcT3yyHFPnEtQ_PxUErytVJRsLOu1v_UKzZDrFX9rzLZVTP8bb3rcsxRNqedtsyGvs/s320/072.JPG" /></a> She was thrilled to see "real fairies" there. Is there anything better than these kinds of smiles?</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl_41csRU464O-Av-081ny5YdGx85P0F3Diqu2LoQFHxVviDIGvBBjv-eTJZwuWMu5jhWxEPq8nV3Wkm2Mr0HeuwonxMAcOTC3Y81DwkWwY4LksQYoRsFwEBbsBZnLB1WLXoiU3kskqiw/s1600/073.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867728477455618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl_41csRU464O-Av-081ny5YdGx85P0F3Diqu2LoQFHxVviDIGvBBjv-eTJZwuWMu5jhWxEPq8nV3Wkm2Mr0HeuwonxMAcOTC3Y81DwkWwY4LksQYoRsFwEBbsBZnLB1WLXoiU3kskqiw/s320/073.JPG" /></a> The table setting. Abby insisted on the pink napkin.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vTtitQPLMlupjaYBBRf2Exs14nIbjE1U3tggyk45SwYTR05_PLMxZe8UxwXN7UUD5NRq_Z-t0DqWcxRmb-R-V637gz2uLfLg3DXC8oMn_Gfi5FolEP4jfpsQo_U7wop2DMU-VgCffPE/s1600/074.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867724275940418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4vTtitQPLMlupjaYBBRf2Exs14nIbjE1U3tggyk45SwYTR05_PLMxZe8UxwXN7UUD5NRq_Z-t0DqWcxRmb-R-V637gz2uLfLg3DXC8oMn_Gfi5FolEP4jfpsQo_U7wop2DMU-VgCffPE/s320/074.JPG" /></a> Each place setting had a souvenir fairy necklace and a little vile of "fairy dust". </div><br /><div>A quick note about the fairy dust. I didn't want her to open it and spill it all over the place, so I kept telling her that only real fairies could open it. When we got home, Micah wanted to open it. I was trying to think of an answer as to why he couldn't open it, but didn't come up with anything before Heath piped in and said, "Don't open it! The dust will make you disappear!" Well, that only made Micah more curious. Later that night, he came up to me and whispered, "Can I dump the fairy dust on myself? I want to see if I disappear." :)</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYtGgzoCRNrGOutvSKW09O7UWxUjD8GKBPknr85nnXehZJ1cFkJ13IH4s9Q9pIGbR0Kt6XMSLLEdbVJyI4yjFAzOs8cStAMVezcHt5XwAyuVxupFUi1XoKxhJIZnBtbu0jeLK2Idqj5dI/s1600/075.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867449645875282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYtGgzoCRNrGOutvSKW09O7UWxUjD8GKBPknr85nnXehZJ1cFkJ13IH4s9Q9pIGbR0Kt6XMSLLEdbVJyI4yjFAzOs8cStAMVezcHt5XwAyuVxupFUi1XoKxhJIZnBtbu0jeLK2Idqj5dI/s320/075.JPG" /></a>Abby still wears her necklace a couple times a week.</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsqII0PujIMIpFIjwUA2L_K3zEq-bsI-q_VyAkZV-9oMURlwcAV_67DnD_1JZbk5PuQy0CbUSnhVNahGVzaxIy2iBcuOZHkkasdd66i2ZK_fvVVsOz097XLgFUB1NT88nIY8ElSHoHvAc/s1600/076.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867442730390738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsqII0PujIMIpFIjwUA2L_K3zEq-bsI-q_VyAkZV-9oMURlwcAV_67DnD_1JZbk5PuQy0CbUSnhVNahGVzaxIy2iBcuOZHkkasdd66i2ZK_fvVVsOz097XLgFUB1NT88nIY8ElSHoHvAc/s320/076.JPG" /></a>The group of neighborhood friends that we attended with.</div><br /><div>L to R: Audrey, Abby, Peyton, Ava, Reghan <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhVZhRzGJEALETmcdq9ln19mIuqZFQurKovl_u_64Mxth4czudff5DvUNButxKQhyQXOv2Q076bvPPcol1ykJ1cIEjTEej_czgTaz0r6YrsGAsMQy6U1vqvrJz0-ujVmB6RITYKy4i3yQ/s1600/077.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrIXVM7QQox5SFZNGOc2-ZqurNCYCWXf7bwe0bQ3NsLIvhePGg2ywWKBUxmtifNhi_zytbYmooR8zNahnfX18WsIqJ6fa-lC8YDJr3YkybgunlSnounddGFGhleaKvx28089NqPCJYJ8w/s1600/079.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867429890977746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrIXVM7QQox5SFZNGOc2-ZqurNCYCWXf7bwe0bQ3NsLIvhePGg2ywWKBUxmtifNhi_zytbYmooR8zNahnfX18WsIqJ6fa-lC8YDJr3YkybgunlSnounddGFGhleaKvx28089NqPCJYJ8w/s320/079.JPG" /></a>The Fairy Princess <br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgMjeMeXqXrP5hxly4rTtsIUoTOCqLt42NBGXcB5Vr5lwJAJOIOPB2qHRwFsyGGkYG5nrcsayOd46yaBh4TpiFugFj_GWB3cFtQnRG5OwKolwBCfFsWZxdEhxJn2AxbIf9xBQ5Gioee3w/s1600/079.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrCs4Bcm9i4EXXJ_tTUl9JBHjd_97bSUvnybDlsJjtHi9mx9uHJVzPm5wMfflcWNhEyZXbkqHJ9Lfs8ylIzXJqEVLYs5RFtIOg8elJ8qgqMTSYCH6RD_Y4JqiouZHIYZnf4zQjlqgeSGw/s1600/080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867132989726994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrCs4Bcm9i4EXXJ_tTUl9JBHjd_97bSUvnybDlsJjtHi9mx9uHJVzPm5wMfflcWNhEyZXbkqHJ9Lfs8ylIzXJqEVLYs5RFtIOg8elJ8qgqMTSYCH6RD_Y4JqiouZHIYZnf4zQjlqgeSGw/s320/080.JPG" /></a>The Fairy King and Queen <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6OxrfjpxqY9DZCYVf3hJRUNHeKdRvxvVIwCEIdcXAMdlNm5OYINRER5l9qoU1Cd1SSiGR5XZjRk32HTpgSlrBjm9JAjAEbsWgeAzQijnJVfNad9ZmUsLbIOuPtQARQ86RKAlTFMHg4Ds/s1600/083.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867116169378114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6OxrfjpxqY9DZCYVf3hJRUNHeKdRvxvVIwCEIdcXAMdlNm5OYINRER5l9qoU1Cd1SSiGR5XZjRk32HTpgSlrBjm9JAjAEbsWgeAzQijnJVfNad9ZmUsLbIOuPtQARQ86RKAlTFMHg4Ds/s320/083.JPG" /></a> I love my little fairy!</div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxUFX66OsnIALLyUvtN2EH9LmpuBmV6YE5Yzhok08WwfqVGVffIszz3cDY7ZkH7VfvwwRFGoZ3G34GsfDOabLpD_iZMskOJFHOt-ExyVGprTR2bELI91z3QW9fUGwCaivJX6D8N63Txw/s1600/084.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592867112157653234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMxUFX66OsnIALLyUvtN2EH9LmpuBmV6YE5Yzhok08WwfqVGVffIszz3cDY7ZkH7VfvwwRFGoZ3G34GsfDOabLpD_iZMskOJFHOt-ExyVGprTR2bELI91z3QW9fUGwCaivJX6D8N63Txw/s320/084.JPG" /></a> Abby fell in love with the purple ballerina fairy. She was in awe of everything this fairy did.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We had so much fun, we are already looking forward to next year! <br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11224537319982888922noreply@blogger.com1