tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49870328370896823952024-03-12T19:51:55.981-07:00Ryan, Rebecca, and (mostly) Lydia HappeningsRebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-71618381559661535532011-01-16T16:19:00.000-08:002011-01-16T16:30:27.803-08:00Catch Up TimeWe now have church at 9:00, so I have decided that I will update this blog each Sunday with my extra time in the afternoon. I want this blog to serve as a digital scrapbook, since I don't do any real scrapbooking, but if I want that, I better spend some time with it.<div><br /></div><div>So I'm going to spend the next few weeks catching up from September until now. </div><div><br /></div><div>In the fall, we...</div><div><br /></div><div>celebrated Caroline's half birthday with a traditional half donut, </div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV6e7Q-AkSHzAlJSJdUgyHjmMXKS3m0fUOGNTnqw3gL1IBda1giMpbMhZtnE9lBCRpJUG2reS5ypIMoHtmafGTEJFJPYgT_QvaxHaa30vN0nqg1yO8v6kjteeN39CUbVxmSrOCab4VK1c/s400/IMG_5107.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562944456961667602" /></div><div><br /></div><div>had a fun visit from Cousin Luci and family,</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwsuDo8Q_OwYhYd8g23HoOuZva6TYsGNl3kJB_bp6RBbaqzZKSZ8DXT2D6gV55TKEYXWQ4O5Dyo0XWWyUBN5O-d2hjwFHnGhGAiPH_1wvv7Rl7t14rA-hqtdozYpWX3I-ReuvtkUQHcnI/s400/IMG_5121.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562944459684517378" /></div><div><br /></div><div>including Grandma Diamond,</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWTTaLiBMIiJoic94sM8dHtlpQb6hcMnUZy01TgMhe8rRsNMoLrQ_1Wy1SkuEw_Czm8PP6Nn2DKdd9YFT5rvvthmVfvv8Caug2xjgJlkEWdwze4-N4uIVftQWuAZWFiW47UNYOeFgxB-o/s400/IMG_5129.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562944471722700194" /></div><div><br /></div><div>played some interesting dress up games,</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIiz9RFXQdnuqf6jKoMLQ9SM15GIfGz6is4OqgHc2QxOcT2g9i5DOR3Xlc27WAzWUUDLt2TBQeSk7CCL-mGHJYyWdVSORt3j7MJFvYHl8sibzgR3-sKD3TNkaGDtC7nHNxGSnPP_se6NQ/s400/IMG_5211.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562944477226433634" /></div><div><br /></div><div>and spent lots of time in the beautiful mountains.</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghi8NB8NCFLwP2y-qps7Uc9WFg1Wktgmj_IFUocIIW-Tsjc7X7qmcmpBdoonqcEnvwWgHAAuwgOJShKXrvpTriw_gIipS5dQ0cVSfm3p4PTbrYprRhnmMW2nhxVFACwbxdUuixo_95oWE/s400/IMG_5227.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562944474665678818" /></div><div><br /></div><div>The End. Next week I'll talk about Halloween. Man, I'm behind.</div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-43312360036416285242010-09-28T14:56:00.000-07:002010-09-28T15:07:57.754-07:00Happy Autumn!We had a great time celebrating the first day of autumn last week. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDMt5grZgE1vz8eZnenGtCc4-nqO9eH8u7QFMlK2SDCa3PHucvm5ipXLQWWiCzW2dYs0jDDbx0Ep9xa1zXg3OhNOxgUn1lqXv547dM0gKClbXkbujlNfKTrCjaHOMlXxqfM0hPJvMedg/s1600/IMG_5047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088439398055778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMDMt5grZgE1vz8eZnenGtCc4-nqO9eH8u7QFMlK2SDCa3PHucvm5ipXLQWWiCzW2dYs0jDDbx0Ep9xa1zXg3OhNOxgUn1lqXv547dM0gKClbXkbujlNfKTrCjaHOMlXxqfM0hPJvMedg/s400/IMG_5047.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Lydia and I went for a walk around Silver Lake, a most beauteous place. (There really is a lake. This picture just doesn't show it.)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedrScCM1FkW5HBXnEUhvDSWOGKhCFsHITMhw2JrfoeJgC7NwvWnxSo3JDlGawJ4OBU4QW5ZXkT6dmHYGBbxXUIQhzxv0Z3bMzxJb0GtXCQwAv_kGt21XySny_1A2mlm0uxdIXs_2MEsM/s1600/IMG_5008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088425500151858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedrScCM1FkW5HBXnEUhvDSWOGKhCFsHITMhw2JrfoeJgC7NwvWnxSo3JDlGawJ4OBU4QW5ZXkT6dmHYGBbxXUIQhzxv0Z3bMzxJb0GtXCQwAv_kGt21XySny_1A2mlm0uxdIXs_2MEsM/s400/IMG_5008.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Luckily, I hadn't cleaned out the car in a while and there was a sweater in there for Lydia because it was about 20 degrees colder in the mountains than it was at our house. I, on the other hand, got to run around the lake in flip flops and short sleeves because there was nothing warm for me in the car. I wasn't the only one who forgot something warm to wear, though. One kid was wearing a bathrobe. Who carries around a bathrobe in their car? <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNehfm5un9mGwA8RwiV1rqSK8MQ_gq1xZAAnMvh-mzZhLCm6aIGD_fIPfYru-JLAda8z1lV0XhDo4Qw_f6_6ERrIRWBv8F6mPUmj2YOQEgqIuHwbnPCIrfF8Aba0BSpE6K_mAV4aR2Orc/s1600/IMG_5022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088422427992626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNehfm5un9mGwA8RwiV1rqSK8MQ_gq1xZAAnMvh-mzZhLCm6aIGD_fIPfYru-JLAda8z1lV0XhDo4Qw_f6_6ERrIRWBv8F6mPUmj2YOQEgqIuHwbnPCIrfF8Aba0BSpE6K_mAV4aR2Orc/s400/IMG_5022.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0KyHDhrpF8-PbQol5g_x15zumxN19x-5jxPC5ruouWL48eeU9k1mYzgvJzBy5Ow8tt1DBRhJS4ggaUkRGKr_ylhjJIO8KsuwtUAGv_fYix67XFYNUzJaNCplYF3N9zgqFQTm90m0koA/s1600/IMG_5026.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088064207157826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0KyHDhrpF8-PbQol5g_x15zumxN19x-5jxPC5ruouWL48eeU9k1mYzgvJzBy5Ow8tt1DBRhJS4ggaUkRGKr_ylhjJIO8KsuwtUAGv_fYix67XFYNUzJaNCplYF3N9zgqFQTm90m0koA/s400/IMG_5026.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_aNxFCC7ydHYIpmI1NqBBbPkjgeVY_yWEZGyQP-e_NbmqJb5RxSkH7awK9wK-QXoNIVVSe-tppLNK-WslakDVe0XB8yxK45gc6GUsJhX_Ar8YQZsKFSPoeUWOZF5qcAp2XzJkrNl-eE/s1600/IMG_5029.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088058091197874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7_aNxFCC7ydHYIpmI1NqBBbPkjgeVY_yWEZGyQP-e_NbmqJb5RxSkH7awK9wK-QXoNIVVSe-tppLNK-WslakDVe0XB8yxK45gc6GUsJhX_Ar8YQZsKFSPoeUWOZF5qcAp2XzJkrNl-eE/s400/IMG_5029.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Lydia now has strep throat and when I look back at these pictures of dazed eyes, I wonder if she may have been starting to get sick that day. Poor girl.</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfyCVyRLcouKYit4jluXizzUPaDUT2dq50Z0d4y5Bl62BVFzAJzsK03chSB_FY_40mvtGm713greFLQRKHtW7JzApmASAwKFZwgL9_8mUNRgHOZteRju3wCDNzH9O91gzAQ5yVoLj2G8/s1600/IMG_5048.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088051553450258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqfyCVyRLcouKYit4jluXizzUPaDUT2dq50Z0d4y5Bl62BVFzAJzsK03chSB_FY_40mvtGm713greFLQRKHtW7JzApmASAwKFZwgL9_8mUNRgHOZteRju3wCDNzH9O91gzAQ5yVoLj2G8/s400/IMG_5048.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsMhZRDKIr3NxJJ46oTVL-7nZsCbZI9jGY-yUgUi9hzaQ-66j2pJ1AWGy0MuBtVh2eEYBoVA73q51wHR314UULbv_4-CW2Rzf6wvM1k8fTBs_6Bpvx59ibbwEI5c40oqqwUfDXdkWars/s1600/IMG_5059.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088044113127042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmsMhZRDKIr3NxJJ46oTVL-7nZsCbZI9jGY-yUgUi9hzaQ-66j2pJ1AWGy0MuBtVh2eEYBoVA73q51wHR314UULbv_4-CW2Rzf6wvM1k8fTBs_6Bpvx59ibbwEI5c40oqqwUfDXdkWars/s400/IMG_5059.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Happy autumn!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwdYvYJaGyipqaAEt7c4Z9o-EhEtdbPcbfLyO2zShO6kHKSXoOfhGKIKc3rae2Pjnnpvwyb_HoizlnbjM6AC2Rorhj8N1zpTxwd5YKygr_3jk47go4hzC7-WCD4W5pqh-M2zRj3cPelUk/s1600/IMG_5061.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522088038150389362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwdYvYJaGyipqaAEt7c4Z9o-EhEtdbPcbfLyO2zShO6kHKSXoOfhGKIKc3rae2Pjnnpvwyb_HoizlnbjM6AC2Rorhj8N1zpTxwd5YKygr_3jk47go4hzC7-WCD4W5pqh-M2zRj3cPelUk/s400/IMG_5061.JPG" /></a> </div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-43892528735839719542010-08-15T19:13:00.000-07:002010-08-15T19:27:59.168-07:00Summer VacationOur foreign exchange student from Germany has arrived! We're having a fabulous time. You can read about it on my other blog, <a href="http://www.thrilledbythethought.com/">www.thrilledbythethought.com</a><br /><br />For here and now, I'm going to catch up on summertime.<br /><br />We got back from a fabulous trip to Lake Almanor in California with Ryan's family. There was fun all around.<br /><br />There was time for fairy dancing on the lawn,<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiMIvfUYse2WVLOYbLKGJ6f4re77OLgplpqW8lP3qbKRaQ17oEIh1igwzyuNcTxba2mztSmSVugTdc6bv8-wmDJsbTlK3dhc2doP3Rlr1GumurKBFkK-m0iV_hAEBIoWccd13HIKpKdR4/s1600/IMG_4436.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505827025959871362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiMIvfUYse2WVLOYbLKGJ6f4re77OLgplpqW8lP3qbKRaQ17oEIh1igwzyuNcTxba2mztSmSVugTdc6bv8-wmDJsbTlK3dhc2doP3Rlr1GumurKBFkK-m0iV_hAEBIoWccd13HIKpKdR4/s400/IMG_4436.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPl7_GH4erby9zERySJ2-wzCi8cWPYBwZLPIBlYB3KFZa4yBPj82CfLBN6q47baYGmxuNDEgONr76MMI-ONvKPOu0FPb8CajBtMC6CLtihvvtlvigNprzqrZDX3869tfUHLFdldDWtWNA/s1600/IMG_4471.JPG"></a><br />snuggling with Daddy/Uncle Ryan,<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRqXfLpAEM_-QcxP1rJp2cx9offWFtXuH5hD8VNefJvDqMHXwyHseUGKK4fOdMZdzkfH9Kog4Sf58rSbC6nh4k-kLjFyeLhEtOwLq0gcrCVBdPlK5pPZgkf3De4wxV_nvbLBFx5lNJzg/s1600/IMG_4407.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505827003364343650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRqXfLpAEM_-QcxP1rJp2cx9offWFtXuH5hD8VNefJvDqMHXwyHseUGKK4fOdMZdzkfH9Kog4Sf58rSbC6nh4k-kLjFyeLhEtOwLq0gcrCVBdPlK5pPZgkf3De4wxV_nvbLBFx5lNJzg/s400/IMG_4407.JPG" /></a><br /><br />swimming in the warm lake (it's actually blue, but looks brown here),<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLiEekdbWN4z-ekNYfxb-QKWJki8HU0jRqDKqNQXVPmYhNFqd99yrl5lnrT78APnbV5u10uY4nvxV6orDUITNKZkDEzSRtDy5tbxQGFPGRQ44NB8rkCdYTKqWDIADf1iBpxBizxdfVWIE/s1600/IMG_4392.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505826224651718210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLiEekdbWN4z-ekNYfxb-QKWJki8HU0jRqDKqNQXVPmYhNFqd99yrl5lnrT78APnbV5u10uY4nvxV6orDUITNKZkDEzSRtDy5tbxQGFPGRQ44NB8rkCdYTKqWDIADf1iBpxBizxdfVWIE/s400/IMG_4392.JPG" /></a><br /><br />dressing up,<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxG6sSawVt5quzinf2DVDYsTOuyimDjk8iTD_tpWd2QwRYaCblsK8fWCyvMZFBFtE5tm5Ztcc8uSPYBTF5Z6Ww6Re4p-C5A8jmm_gBUir6iRoqknVXk7h8TbjoxHffa6X3iwZHl2ftbo/s1600/IMG_4379.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505826219543051554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFxG6sSawVt5quzinf2DVDYsTOuyimDjk8iTD_tpWd2QwRYaCblsK8fWCyvMZFBFtE5tm5Ztcc8uSPYBTF5Z6Ww6Re4p-C5A8jmm_gBUir6iRoqknVXk7h8TbjoxHffa6X3iwZHl2ftbo/s400/IMG_4379.JPG" /></a><br /><br />eating popcorn and watching movies with cousins,<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpwLf4ZVvicS5P15OcHYFvg4EAK6zfZSYN8NQe3jJJ2PhwloLW7pkdAwvNIMAENOl6XzlvQQ3eGM6oPKCUI90T0zjENhRc1W6tk0jtHgeHNxRmXNb1K54bmmD_xlLe_W1N6Bc9xLJJ8ok/s1600/IMG_4364.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505826208801466738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpwLf4ZVvicS5P15OcHYFvg4EAK6zfZSYN8NQe3jJJ2PhwloLW7pkdAwvNIMAENOl6XzlvQQ3eGM6oPKCUI90T0zjENhRc1W6tk0jtHgeHNxRmXNb1K54bmmD_xlLe_W1N6Bc9xLJJ8ok/s400/IMG_4364.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>lounging in the hammock with cousins (they started out loving it but were all screaming bloody murder by the time I got there with the camera.),<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNgUI3yGgWAjCu8mjYK5kE0RzIFmkrMyiKIQ15NyH3qrtynIzDDUfTdRv42bmqTaTBl9sXYmaQGuiPBkewGRgDp2UEEJWdmWyslY3v27rLBX4xEHdt3FeBQUOx1WiUPdaWoiqaMm5Bxi4/s1600/IMG_4298.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505826198695929826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNgUI3yGgWAjCu8mjYK5kE0RzIFmkrMyiKIQ15NyH3qrtynIzDDUfTdRv42bmqTaTBl9sXYmaQGuiPBkewGRgDp2UEEJWdmWyslY3v27rLBX4xEHdt3FeBQUOx1WiUPdaWoiqaMm5Bxi4/s400/IMG_4298.JPG" /></a><br /><br />and stealing all of cousin Luci's stuffed animals for some snuggle time.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqcPL451wKjA4cINLA2CX628LQd_XO8eJEAkMMskCRAIHbjs8AGtSm1yjkiWCK4W7ILt0AyVFMJP_VM_1yOWidIQEA0q4Vo-oKBye8e2TStOgfuH9L9dp05lIsMisqt5MtJcb6kM06vA/s1600/IMG_4261.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505826195046297202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjqcPL451wKjA4cINLA2CX628LQd_XO8eJEAkMMskCRAIHbjs8AGtSm1yjkiWCK4W7ILt0AyVFMJP_VM_1yOWidIQEA0q4Vo-oKBye8e2TStOgfuH9L9dp05lIsMisqt5MtJcb6kM06vA/s400/IMG_4261.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>Then it was off to Tracy for a short weekend with my family. We spent an entire day in the pool with cousins. And Lydia learned that she needs to keep a close eye on her food when Great Grandpa Middleton is around. (a lesson I, myself, learned at about her age.)</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPAs7aoR4Oo483IGqYz_lmn7N0SNbORlb-8HQ9KAX7_OcGXYN2gByMvFZztX4HC7ZWRjyVsW_lcYkfl8RbSPPH9xp6fPKNwhRBD-Jk1nDy93JGuqBQeeECQeJSVPZu9j8T63L_syHgsg/s1600/IMG_4491.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505827033190455570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmPAs7aoR4Oo483IGqYz_lmn7N0SNbORlb-8HQ9KAX7_OcGXYN2gByMvFZztX4HC7ZWRjyVsW_lcYkfl8RbSPPH9xp6fPKNwhRBD-Jk1nDy93JGuqBQeeECQeJSVPZu9j8T63L_syHgsg/s400/IMG_4491.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-41195094871340081552010-07-16T15:15:00.000-07:002010-07-16T15:18:00.134-07:00Oh how we love......messy summer days!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3J3glzhsYnYdG6lps1y-Iqp8nqJzMqkgj1gWHLGiFlPAQJ-dw1tH6VH2_LQF0aEJ5wt_iAtvAw0jrI_bg2BYCCzXdOf9NyVnTRrN6ANCyChhuci5KDhRXHsw_SbuKnCraGX0Bie_7444/s1600/IMG_4071.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3J3glzhsYnYdG6lps1y-Iqp8nqJzMqkgj1gWHLGiFlPAQJ-dw1tH6VH2_LQF0aEJ5wt_iAtvAw0jrI_bg2BYCCzXdOf9NyVnTRrN6ANCyChhuci5KDhRXHsw_SbuKnCraGX0Bie_7444/s400/IMG_4071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494631718966712578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY36NRW5RbgY1qXPdyb2oBIVrOPwKHtDq7GW1RVSmG2bjTYLP0NQk9aelVsqDlzMD2xJnmcefpY2CQItMmqwDGJzqbkziKYsRj0T_SlIR-Ol8tvOgv4-6QKlgVt8jAdzu6bEJWLmyP-0/s1600/IMG_4070.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY36NRW5RbgY1qXPdyb2oBIVrOPwKHtDq7GW1RVSmG2bjTYLP0NQk9aelVsqDlzMD2xJnmcefpY2CQItMmqwDGJzqbkziKYsRj0T_SlIR-Ol8tvOgv4-6QKlgVt8jAdzu6bEJWLmyP-0/s400/IMG_4070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494631712218318146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmGSscOrw4TqSI0mQmquuoVs3bx8eiPQXZUcA5m1BESo5g5GrUucQY1pOMUIv2RHYKlE-MA_P9mtUED8W-xpfBJ_W6o7yq_cJXn84AY65IWRCQjdvcXV4cQBCrY4_LxSARxDD3TQfgn6M/s1600/IMG_4067.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmGSscOrw4TqSI0mQmquuoVs3bx8eiPQXZUcA5m1BESo5g5GrUucQY1pOMUIv2RHYKlE-MA_P9mtUED8W-xpfBJ_W6o7yq_cJXn84AY65IWRCQjdvcXV4cQBCrY4_LxSARxDD3TQfgn6M/s400/IMG_4067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494631698770667122" border="0" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-24309503758689802712010-07-06T14:27:00.001-07:002010-07-06T14:34:38.778-07:00Happy 4th!Ok. I don't even deserve to have this blog anymore. It is receiving no attention from me, poor thing. Too much has happened in the past 2 months to sum up here, so I'm just going to skip it and start with July.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlEYwCgv97hqk3ieCWqD7YPMrHO-HmePBP7KnsLRv51c7idijcvrTCRN-olekTFtsU67g7B9UKcckVe6z0P5wefKQQbt-EVsP2bBxvrxUIAMY_Y4uWO6ffz_U2QQY7qKJbDd51oWssH8/s1600/IMG_3841.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490908771847702114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVlEYwCgv97hqk3ieCWqD7YPMrHO-HmePBP7KnsLRv51c7idijcvrTCRN-olekTFtsU67g7B9UKcckVe6z0P5wefKQQbt-EVsP2bBxvrxUIAMY_Y4uWO6ffz_U2QQY7qKJbDd51oWssH8/s400/IMG_3841.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div>Our Independence Day was a blast. We got to ride on a float, go to a festival and get VIP seating at the Sugar House fireworks. All in all, a very satisfying, American day.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQu6w-tiOJnC1LFRLVlTgXSFrMqZTAZF7dQfoJZrs-qj3JBDkD69NZmtwNJqWCDY_hze9lpC9NRB1FCAmYz-LbjckRA209sbN05bwuZRQYanWDnAybdE2gpzqwwSBc5kh0hCAqv5FKwc/s1600/IMG_3845.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490908775769336034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOQu6w-tiOJnC1LFRLVlTgXSFrMqZTAZF7dQfoJZrs-qj3JBDkD69NZmtwNJqWCDY_hze9lpC9NRB1FCAmYz-LbjckRA209sbN05bwuZRQYanWDnAybdE2gpzqwwSBc5kh0hCAqv5FKwc/s400/IMG_3845.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcf41izCGcEa0qeiQgrLbHhANOpBOytNqkbJE71vHm6vaoI4B6D6vW25-2NajqGz14rtWdY_1qgNeC36FMlT6sdDF6_o5JYOTUiveMruMml5h2mxaxYDrI5GjDWb4oRyrxZsiQzp6I-wc/s1600/IMG_3849.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490908784869142482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcf41izCGcEa0qeiQgrLbHhANOpBOytNqkbJE71vHm6vaoI4B6D6vW25-2NajqGz14rtWdY_1qgNeC36FMlT6sdDF6_o5JYOTUiveMruMml5h2mxaxYDrI5GjDWb4oRyrxZsiQzp6I-wc/s400/IMG_3849.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>Happy birthday America!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVFxc95eEWhDo45AZcrj12LXMS2PhzfKno-onRJXUSsB__LOHIpur7wODWnfR7OxlgWlJKbxax02aBDoVvZM0QVi_QJMpfHehZ3Aav_f87X0RdZesPeUkGMS-rpsRvpuSgahVvajCk7o/s1600/IMG_3870.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490908792270292754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVFxc95eEWhDo45AZcrj12LXMS2PhzfKno-onRJXUSsB__LOHIpur7wODWnfR7OxlgWlJKbxax02aBDoVvZM0QVi_QJMpfHehZ3Aav_f87X0RdZesPeUkGMS-rpsRvpuSgahVvajCk7o/s400/IMG_3870.JPG" /></a><br /><br />In other news, we are having a foreign exchange student from Germany come live with us. She will be here next month. We adore her to pieces already and can't wait to meet her in person.</div><div> </div><div>I will try to update more often than every two months, but if you feel like it, you can always come check out my other blog, <a href="http://www.thrilledbythethought.com/">www.thrilledbythethought.com</a>. It gets more attention than this poor, pathetic red headed stepchild blog right here.</div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-77514560902087282762010-05-04T14:13:00.000-07:002010-05-04T14:26:23.376-07:00California Trip Part 2We left Lydia with willing (I think) grandparents for a night and wandered down to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Monterey</span> to celebrate our 5<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> anniversary. <br /><br />We explored downtown <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Monterey</span>, turning corners to find gardens and meandering through historical buildings we didn't know existed.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcNqp9e3dlEccgU08vsaWMev9XfvyoNRb2XuNKeafpSrKaZE-O_MVnAM60ithtTuuWCeDuDYST8T06G0eAI-23ojzTFedKpk4v_HrLGevlPVWIQTo-vScu-N1gnILFQtJmAS10MXAdcg/s1600/GEDC2517.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467527634850477794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitcNqp9e3dlEccgU08vsaWMev9XfvyoNRb2XuNKeafpSrKaZE-O_MVnAM60ithtTuuWCeDuDYST8T06G0eAI-23ojzTFedKpk4v_HrLGevlPVWIQTo-vScu-N1gnILFQtJmAS10MXAdcg/s400/GEDC2517.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We spent some lovely time on the beach, but found that the sun does not set on the horizon there, much to our dismay. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Monterey's</span> ocean is a bay, not the end of the world, so the sun sets over a hill dotted with obscenely large houses. Not very romantic.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqoq7ODTLmcFXjOOmW1AJgfdL7aBFuTk9E0JAP3fmeSLTJSTcy5vnDYPXYg5tkVzw-9ztuyfooVQLkoCeK6E5Aacbsyo6ba9bwoOdIiEHtVsLj7Ah91TSMv7aBfYLdARWPLbA5JGuukLs/s1600/GEDC2533.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467527433266267698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqoq7ODTLmcFXjOOmW1AJgfdL7aBFuTk9E0JAP3fmeSLTJSTcy5vnDYPXYg5tkVzw-9ztuyfooVQLkoCeK6E5Aacbsyo6ba9bwoOdIiEHtVsLj7Ah91TSMv7aBfYLdARWPLbA5JGuukLs/s400/GEDC2533.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We walked a couple miles through the canning, fishing and shopping districts.<br /> <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQK7LawdGY4phgwHP94ET5NMUktsOn9PUBFGbveKEO0hfu3qEFf9kLn_hJd4bFocB6uYiBi4BhM7dM-lbr8wxB0F9MhISZPSniEXgbQrRUMR7yKwcB7uSHfz-PS9x4iO_2LCmbElGf_vo/s1600/GEDC2534.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467527423079611810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQK7LawdGY4phgwHP94ET5NMUktsOn9PUBFGbveKEO0hfu3qEFf9kLn_hJd4bFocB6uYiBi4BhM7dM-lbr8wxB0F9MhISZPSniEXgbQrRUMR7yKwcB7uSHfz-PS9x4iO_2LCmbElGf_vo/s400/GEDC2534.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXbigLhj-4gZsnZc5QQS85eLmdpjnQIvrs25yfmBROeYproQECLbt5_dZDFfll_JNJUxL04H7L28BMPPuGcKGNyM7be45G_NZb6-7gtO0-BS156151xgYEVX2w5BIgrRkNePFSv2SdvEc/s1600/GEDC2536.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467527412309611586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXbigLhj-4gZsnZc5QQS85eLmdpjnQIvrs25yfmBROeYproQECLbt5_dZDFfll_JNJUxL04H7L28BMPPuGcKGNyM7be45G_NZb6-7gtO0-BS156151xgYEVX2w5BIgrRkNePFSv2SdvEc/s400/GEDC2536.JPG" /></a><br /><br />And we got up close and personal with some seals or sea lions (I don't know the difference) on a glass bottom boat tour. We aren't sure what the purpose of the glass bottom was. We didn't see anything through the glass except seaweed. Did you know you can also see seaweed on the beach? We're really happy we paid to see it through a murky glass bottom boat. <br /><br />This seal/sea lion had just battled two other seal/sea lions and gained the title of "King (or Queen) of the Buoy" for a moment.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifHf6dZzggLsbuWNPDfsiRqKET2KydLigb-a8cEfohEBD8igKqdXBIn811AcUTWH4nmK6U7PHgKn_z0vYsjlBirkAot3nwqQeR1NEGA4uqx9ZSjGbxERWCJ3puCdzXrNkySEtR9Hn0xgg/s1600/GEDC2550.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467527397784098834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifHf6dZzggLsbuWNPDfsiRqKET2KydLigb-a8cEfohEBD8igKqdXBIn811AcUTWH4nmK6U7PHgKn_z0vYsjlBirkAot3nwqQeR1NEGA4uqx9ZSjGbxERWCJ3puCdzXrNkySEtR9Hn0xgg/s400/GEDC2550.JPG" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-75107090015504435512010-04-19T12:45:00.000-07:002010-04-19T13:21:42.560-07:00Trip to California Part 1We had a fabulous time in California 2 weeks ago. The trip began like this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi193dUfZTihTkuCCM86MiInRUfGAuUqcgbJbaWvybclIdZawm_DBsmRAiMURO-Y8D5fa11ui9OA0nwjjooA1euXEb_gseHjWAiBwFIhyphenhyphenHCkLgXn7ixYTNMFxwEdXX80txBsQJTV6OokhQ/s1600/GEDC2497.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461945417024476194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi193dUfZTihTkuCCM86MiInRUfGAuUqcgbJbaWvybclIdZawm_DBsmRAiMURO-Y8D5fa11ui9OA0nwjjooA1euXEb_gseHjWAiBwFIhyphenhyphenHCkLgXn7ixYTNMFxwEdXX80txBsQJTV6OokhQ/s400/GEDC2497.JPG" /></a><br /><br />But quickly turned into this:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-E0z3Yv0a3gJFblvQ6bUcbxF4uxSc0a-kv9MQov7tRcl_CQGBFoXtTkAn5-GgRhzdY4_a0EyYHH-gwnowg7arxw09UZ3aQ4pPkwyVF-n6rEKgLknIGphS1_QL0XSK2SwY1pldY3xlSnQ/s1600/GEDC2562.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461945402534318994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-E0z3Yv0a3gJFblvQ6bUcbxF4uxSc0a-kv9MQov7tRcl_CQGBFoXtTkAn5-GgRhzdY4_a0EyYHH-gwnowg7arxw09UZ3aQ4pPkwyVF-n6rEKgLknIGphS1_QL0XSK2SwY1pldY3xlSnQ/s400/GEDC2562.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlvWHgV9Y5bjkt4dN9hQHP-yKv_f4rk7qYaHlotCpEErc2DCO0VgdM4KIhZNuGkob78rUJDetoose90GDzQxkF7nRP_Lo_MmIBT-wziUDuY-nuBsAck-IDVr4VzxjnupljgW0WGlQcAk/s1600/GEDC2564.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461945391515153490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKlvWHgV9Y5bjkt4dN9hQHP-yKv_f4rk7qYaHlotCpEErc2DCO0VgdM4KIhZNuGkob78rUJDetoose90GDzQxkF7nRP_Lo_MmIBT-wziUDuY-nuBsAck-IDVr4VzxjnupljgW0WGlQcAk/s400/GEDC2564.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div><div>These were Lydia's very first rides. We thought she would get nervous, so Ryan went with her on the first ride (what a good sport- he barely fit). She didn't need him at all, so we set her free on a few others. She was a natural!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-67761528737726710292010-03-18T01:12:00.000-07:002010-03-18T06:02:39.351-07:00Happy Anniversary<div align="center"><em>I posted this on my other blog, </em><a href="http://www.thrilledbythethought.com/"><em>www.thrilledbythethought.com</em></a><em> as well. Sorry if you already read it. But this blog is sort of a "record the family history for posterity" blog, so I think this post fits here as well.</em></div><br /><br /><br />The courtship, engagement and marriage of my husband and me would be an awfully boring movie. Our courtship was uneventful as far as Hollywood standards go. You could not create a romantic comedy, a heroic tale, or even a Disney movie out of what we had.<br /><br />We <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">didn</span>’t hate each other at first and suddenly realize that we were actually meant to be together forever, with that realization culminating in an airport run.<br /><br />He <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">didn</span>’t have to go away to war or come rescue me from some awful predicament.<br /><br /><br /><br />There was no break up period, in which we realized how much we missed each other, thereby propelling us back into each other's arms.<br /><br />There <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">wasn</span>’t even an evil stepmother to contend with.<br /><br />We simply met, fell in love and got married 6 months later. Yes, 6 months later. There were no arguments, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">strifes</span>, awkward situations, mistrust, jealousy, doubts or anything of the sort.<br /><br />The first 2 or 3 years of our marriage were much the same. We lived in pure, obnoxious, make out in public bliss.<br /><br />A child and the expenses and lifestyle change that came with her certainly gave us our fair share of challenges and real world experiences. But you know what? 5 years later, I am still as giddy as a school girl when I see my sweetheart. I still snuggle up to him, hold his hand in public, kiss him whenever I darn well feel like it, cherish our date nights, miss him like crazy while he is at work, and look forward to spending forever with him.<br /><br />Happy 5 Years, Ryan.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI03toueMEmw1TardKIbHjOcrdKFHwHpW6-PFegUiqYpz5ZNU8AvIN2kQtpBOmS7WOsSVTkowMDmMm-AgYzqZF0B9pWCf1EMvYQ-1yw9l6nMqtd0-UKm86dVCB-z_2jRh63Yswbuvy6gs/s1600-h/Wright-67.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 266px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449821952999880754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI03toueMEmw1TardKIbHjOcrdKFHwHpW6-PFegUiqYpz5ZNU8AvIN2kQtpBOmS7WOsSVTkowMDmMm-AgYzqZF0B9pWCf1EMvYQ-1yw9l6nMqtd0-UKm86dVCB-z_2jRh63Yswbuvy6gs/s400/Wright-67.jpg" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-53180299924972635482010-03-10T13:13:00.000-08:002010-03-10T13:25:09.243-08:00PigtailsSomehow, Lydia got it in her head that her pigtails are not safe outside. Maybe we made a silly comment sometime on a windy day about how the wind will blow us away. We don't really know. But for several weeks, Lydia held on to a fear that her pigtails would blow away if we were out of doors. At first it was cute. Then, her fear began turning into hysterics if she couldn't get her hands up to protect her precious pigtails fast enough.<br /><br />I needed to take pictures of her for an article I was writing, but most of the pictures were unusable because she would not let go of those pigtails!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBoTe0Qm4-G49XEYx15fNirHWd-APlXTz7yztGuNVBv2mAn8WmP8kQ4BlhfsbaxI-y2WKM-8SqsXHyDAWDUTkS65Yslnong1IiekGiJ2TFeqcXACl-yh4h4DHthcr5fUW5r8M6RF-KZTA/s1600-h/GEDC2270.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447117263567766146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBoTe0Qm4-G49XEYx15fNirHWd-APlXTz7yztGuNVBv2mAn8WmP8kQ4BlhfsbaxI-y2WKM-8SqsXHyDAWDUTkS65Yslnong1IiekGiJ2TFeqcXACl-yh4h4DHthcr5fUW5r8M6RF-KZTA/s400/GEDC2270.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowGdfwvX1whsOnw7XxsXLuS5PUiia8GKwmmmKmbt6FL5NG17ESwb3TCqZvyNygUMBgA0wFw1p2aoA9oQnHKjrpVfPH-DIyHcePTm5h_-sYlz7xGVHwC1Op8DLGxQ_P13oKVayWkGlqUA/s1600-h/GEDC2262.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447117040914775762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowGdfwvX1whsOnw7XxsXLuS5PUiia8GKwmmmKmbt6FL5NG17ESwb3TCqZvyNygUMBgA0wFw1p2aoA9oQnHKjrpVfPH-DIyHcePTm5h_-sYlz7xGVHwC1Op8DLGxQ_P13oKVayWkGlqUA/s400/GEDC2262.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4xfZQu-zlKnBR3fV9mAOCxqPhAw2wQTNlaqdVegnXVYGUSOvHvN8QKILOTj_Dgl0zSQr7nUl_JjYSg3aK_R7BZNHxGvtaPYQN_WvEBym4xCs5GxqGdWnN42CywZhHFDCePeDBMB1800/s1600-h/GEDC2251.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447117013553040402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4xfZQu-zlKnBR3fV9mAOCxqPhAw2wQTNlaqdVegnXVYGUSOvHvN8QKILOTj_Dgl0zSQr7nUl_JjYSg3aK_R7BZNHxGvtaPYQN_WvEBym4xCs5GxqGdWnN42CywZhHFDCePeDBMB1800/s400/GEDC2251.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXiGz7RigzyvBGxRL_NmICAF95XsD9X_k6lOcAlXshSnrtZt95hvUXRlzceHZ_jx3JO5Cw2SRgq1LnAUPCU3ZYMR5iVXZEPltk8Ghf_DTH4_7CqXLAECjdyWVCLDcJ0eVC6NprVLUsp4Y/s1600-h/GEDC2267.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447117417305901618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXiGz7RigzyvBGxRL_NmICAF95XsD9X_k6lOcAlXshSnrtZt95hvUXRlzceHZ_jx3JO5Cw2SRgq1LnAUPCU3ZYMR5iVXZEPltk8Ghf_DTH4_7CqXLAECjdyWVCLDcJ0eVC6NprVLUsp4Y/s400/GEDC2267.JPG" /></a><br /></div><div>Oh well. Even if her weird obsession ruined my article pictures, at least they make for a good story to laugh about. </div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-8758451581269389012010-03-01T16:48:00.000-08:002010-03-01T16:51:23.557-08:00I lost my camera disk. And found it again. And was so happy to find this picture of Lydia driving a fire truck last December.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46a7izVAG06tDwqWZPA3QFqwLW2j4bD_eK8Y6j6egt6x8Kz3bakjoTM2ZAFFIxw7ek9s15J7Aaks2tbzphWmxXntPa_I7paS8ubfVMWzQW75tgTaRPfMfjyZz10uUQaBsFm7fqRFEVE4/s1600-h/GEDC2072.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443832534366355522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi46a7izVAG06tDwqWZPA3QFqwLW2j4bD_eK8Y6j6egt6x8Kz3bakjoTM2ZAFFIxw7ek9s15J7Aaks2tbzphWmxXntPa_I7paS8ubfVMWzQW75tgTaRPfMfjyZz10uUQaBsFm7fqRFEVE4/s400/GEDC2072.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-5129894800510280152010-02-16T13:56:00.000-08:002010-02-16T14:02:47.350-08:00This balloon might possibly be the love of Lydia's life.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTG3XQ79Y6jPhpYSQ7TRkp_b7LnqDTJ13QWZ9qU9AZUv4s4YLLLfAiJ3YMbG42ybKt74j5vjd2GFjyoA4wUr5BI84Hg5lc3ywf15_bPggGjz8LY_hdaxvwnLDi_6dlJfxH3sBReLs8jTY/s1600-h/GEDC2292.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 219px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438964094456989426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTG3XQ79Y6jPhpYSQ7TRkp_b7LnqDTJ13QWZ9qU9AZUv4s4YLLLfAiJ3YMbG42ybKt74j5vjd2GFjyoA4wUr5BI84Hg5lc3ywf15_bPggGjz8LY_hdaxvwnLDi_6dlJfxH3sBReLs8jTY/s400/GEDC2292.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFqRtadIvDPX_zZ83Nr4qHBSfaWENsrBDyWGizuGVsp3NIw44hUNbsfUxTtea7h2IPx4S00FqeqZlwxjkPLjH53dwWtRwxFZt6AobG6HZ5DoubihTQ5QftPVDDdTukCHaZGBSTGeYW4DM/s1600-h/GEDC2288.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438963680575123698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFqRtadIvDPX_zZ83Nr4qHBSfaWENsrBDyWGizuGVsp3NIw44hUNbsfUxTtea7h2IPx4S00FqeqZlwxjkPLjH53dwWtRwxFZt6AobG6HZ5DoubihTQ5QftPVDDdTukCHaZGBSTGeYW4DM/s400/GEDC2288.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-24199589451076811802010-02-14T21:02:00.001-08:002010-02-14T21:09:02.123-08:00Happy Birthday<div><div><div>Ryan's mom's birthday is this week. And my little brother Darren's 21st birthday is also this week! Since Ryan's mom is in California and Darren is in Ohio (for only 1 more month!), we did some of our own celebrating in their honor. We love to celebrate. Happy birthday Grandma Diamond and Uncka Dennen!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgl-38xb9APW4UNxzSGEnFF7p4SHrqww2HDk8PTvrUKhFTr79ZRDRG_lVYPr1Xa-l5vcTOla2cm8CMR7MdPoiXrhZourLMDi6lfj_QvQ1O4Lo6CjbxMXaMdxhpsa6I2nt_QOHsyp_4b9o/s1600-h/GEDC2283.JPG"></a> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOvhoVOWydx-rrR99km3jnpaTAr8dfBx5tOyllPrsOpzGhoNsjk74dB7Ibec9_aCsuGdtgnHh0rW7RQnD9U7_HFGbHD50TY0a9txqq3aMAHQ88yVYgDiy0oS4EnOhHKMFy07qXVRXbbk/s1600-h/GEDC2280.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 373px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332033871163586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOvhoVOWydx-rrR99km3jnpaTAr8dfBx5tOyllPrsOpzGhoNsjk74dB7Ibec9_aCsuGdtgnHh0rW7RQnD9U7_HFGbHD50TY0a9txqq3aMAHQ88yVYgDiy0oS4EnOhHKMFy07qXVRXbbk/s400/GEDC2280.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIs9NmgLhSjLKp_3nYYbE9e3oJqiH8iOrk3NxrAUIFv56NrxEcD94R-zLQFtADhEPMH2qpAKpQAcVxVpfgCvtMPb2aVtw_1Ta078TTGq2UYx9KXG9kywvhXbNXBxsH0TJ4_n-8_p_s9fU/s1600-h/GEDC2281.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 390px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332039909003266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIs9NmgLhSjLKp_3nYYbE9e3oJqiH8iOrk3NxrAUIFv56NrxEcD94R-zLQFtADhEPMH2qpAKpQAcVxVpfgCvtMPb2aVtw_1Ta078TTGq2UYx9KXG9kywvhXbNXBxsH0TJ4_n-8_p_s9fU/s400/GEDC2281.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgl-38xb9APW4UNxzSGEnFF7p4SHrqww2HDk8PTvrUKhFTr79ZRDRG_lVYPr1Xa-l5vcTOla2cm8CMR7MdPoiXrhZourLMDi6lfj_QvQ1O4Lo6CjbxMXaMdxhpsa6I2nt_QOHsyp_4b9o/s1600-h/GEDC2283.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332058593005650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgl-38xb9APW4UNxzSGEnFF7p4SHrqww2HDk8PTvrUKhFTr79ZRDRG_lVYPr1Xa-l5vcTOla2cm8CMR7MdPoiXrhZourLMDi6lfj_QvQ1O4Lo6CjbxMXaMdxhpsa6I2nt_QOHsyp_4b9o/s400/GEDC2283.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyp8q4chHl-X8XwjtDFWmWyF1n4YSmNf-OosuR979yee0U8XHNIGgQsPUg30O4TKZinQp-Z_54Fy83lTY6xdjCtfwFQaTEfhyphenhyphenzPyJVHvV6CzjLfM4nd_LPOnv3FtKsaMQL9dJ6Exp6_G8/s1600-h/GEDC2282.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438332051198727986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyp8q4chHl-X8XwjtDFWmWyF1n4YSmNf-OosuR979yee0U8XHNIGgQsPUg30O4TKZinQp-Z_54Fy83lTY6xdjCtfwFQaTEfhyphenhyphenzPyJVHvV6CzjLfM4nd_LPOnv3FtKsaMQL9dJ6Exp6_G8/s400/GEDC2282.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-5240014802017696582010-02-01T06:35:00.000-08:002010-02-01T06:44:10.555-08:00Sugar HouseI had to do some work in Sugar House, our favorite little community in Salt Lake City. So I decided to make a day of it and take the fam. <br /><br />We wandered through <a href="http://www.sugarhousecouncil.com/index.php/hidden-hollow-nature-area">Hidden Hollow</a>, a little nature reserve with a river, trees, dirt and everything smack dab in the middle of a shopping center. It's a great walk. It's much better in the springtime when there are leaves on the trees, but Lydia was so excited for a semi-warm day with sunshine and Daddy that she didn't mind the lack of foliage.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PXPcu8EmPq9niJuPHqTVMR9IEoYoT9uiiazZaOLLhJ-YFNEi3WnIkHmRIDEOm-UpW2fq8u-H8DmE_XHmH23NRKYmsGD54MRwk25TbOYt7egqmCxxjUzyiZtLLf311CpvRiLkxXwbzCM/s1600-h/GEDC2197.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283959268293762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PXPcu8EmPq9niJuPHqTVMR9IEoYoT9uiiazZaOLLhJ-YFNEi3WnIkHmRIDEOm-UpW2fq8u-H8DmE_XHmH23NRKYmsGD54MRwk25TbOYt7egqmCxxjUzyiZtLLf311CpvRiLkxXwbzCM/s400/GEDC2197.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We grabbed a little booklet about Salt Lake City businesses while we were there and Lydia walked up and down the street like this. It took a really really really long time to get anywhere.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiqQG3HQrF90YDRLjX-S0mMIJ3a_M4BnGPQ97IXTeZOLigSLzoYxNqYPNTPnBBOkrWLHp2zV8yi0asb1mZqQxDiWMSvAfYVNXlOZCBOZp_jXOoG86mjJXw1nmpQ5ZZq53KtvzicN3Dbg/s1600-h/GEDC2203.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283985959362626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiqQG3HQrF90YDRLjX-S0mMIJ3a_M4BnGPQ97IXTeZOLigSLzoYxNqYPNTPnBBOkrWLHp2zV8yi0asb1mZqQxDiWMSvAfYVNXlOZCBOZp_jXOoG86mjJXw1nmpQ5ZZq53KtvzicN3Dbg/s400/GEDC2203.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Lydia and I pretended to be models.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU35uEeTMQoUGCFGBlxMGYMJMVkDa3JI5XT4Go9jAAKVlAj3ZWm3zPrglRAVa58QbqchCM3b00ZltFE4wkKLEQI0oUQqjM78d14_xKMf_U_z0QjBDj2o_TxifQo2bYCj-M017JoLBBXZc/s1600-h/GEDC2206.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 206px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283978452913634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU35uEeTMQoUGCFGBlxMGYMJMVkDa3JI5XT4Go9jAAKVlAj3ZWm3zPrglRAVa58QbqchCM3b00ZltFE4wkKLEQI0oUQqjM78d14_xKMf_U_z0QjBDj2o_TxifQo2bYCj-M017JoLBBXZc/s400/GEDC2206.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_iBPt40hpdQd-ko5THhaedpEnYoehIsPOophvMfEsDKvBVgusc6pi3mfZdiomjx_WPC5JFnGg8tb5HW9DwFx9fixaTqDxoc9N-jSNap4CpIqU6uc7_S7-hXvRA1uar4bONi0wiBHx1bY/s1600-h/GEDC2201.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 257px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433283968138038994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_iBPt40hpdQd-ko5THhaedpEnYoehIsPOophvMfEsDKvBVgusc6pi3mfZdiomjx_WPC5JFnGg8tb5HW9DwFx9fixaTqDxoc9N-jSNap4CpIqU6uc7_S7-hXvRA1uar4bONi0wiBHx1bY/s400/GEDC2201.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>The sunglasses never came off and that stick travelled home with us.</div><div> </div><div>A successful day. Oh, and I got my work done too.</div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-91426532049613535772010-01-20T12:18:00.000-08:002010-01-20T12:22:38.405-08:00What a mess...But at least they didn't find the scissors.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkCeDnFXwOyJNPbkaklSNNWP-89wLnKCNsfX4uPo2TWa7ls759CFxP5Vi-c6NZPGPMDj9Cw9OBN-RFL0aR_92rO6aL9IAIx99QKalEl3xK6kFj6iIKx7L9t664yzR0bbZRd0VHK5MzMao/s1600-h/Utah+1-2010+Lydia+%26+Cameron+faces.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428919128070222114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkCeDnFXwOyJNPbkaklSNNWP-89wLnKCNsfX4uPo2TWa7ls759CFxP5Vi-c6NZPGPMDj9Cw9OBN-RFL0aR_92rO6aL9IAIx99QKalEl3xK6kFj6iIKx7L9t664yzR0bbZRd0VHK5MzMao/s400/Utah+1-2010+Lydia+%26+Cameron+faces.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-22713986148160818102010-01-12T13:15:00.000-08:002010-01-12T13:19:05.193-08:00Dressing UpWe were invited to a princess dress up party at a fancy spa. Little girls ran around trying on princess dresses and jewelry, then pranced along the catwalk and watched themselves in the TV. <br /><br />Lydia was more interested in the tea set, play cupcakes and child size chairs. She finally consented to dress up a little bit, and this is what she chose.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6-ZRvbHxbD5DORnDm__M7aw0XZewqaV6wDIGmCVG_fceULM539G8LwfgPfMnpB9ohK0HZXA9IBquQKYNozmzinUEjReuiOKyfPktvR978108-7IxPGJSdzMoxik8VVsbY3rz9wfdDq8/s1600-h/GEDC2145.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425965145490341810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6-ZRvbHxbD5DORnDm__M7aw0XZewqaV6wDIGmCVG_fceULM539G8LwfgPfMnpB9ohK0HZXA9IBquQKYNozmzinUEjReuiOKyfPktvR978108-7IxPGJSdzMoxik8VVsbY3rz9wfdDq8/s400/GEDC2145.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Really? Of all the things she could have chosen? <br /><br />I admire her individuality, but I'm not so sure about her fashion sense.Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-60976655874193404852009-12-30T16:17:00.000-08:002009-12-30T16:21:57.762-08:00Fun in the SnowI did it. I braved the ridiculous cold and took Lydia out for some fun in the snow. All by myself. She loved it and didn't want to go inside, but her California-girl momma felt that 20 minutes was enough time in freezing temperatures. Maybe her more warm blooded daddy can take her out for a more decent amount of time.<br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyBcXy4KqhxZO8b_8trjxyrBpP9vmHOz7o49p2wENno4O3QxpiQCf-32H2pNx7qciHQg5c0SE25Iy2I-SD4YI9eV0c4CUDLlalnSJ0M2sLeiZo0mRwzzeWUTXfQGUN1J60RlT9w-GiG_M/s1600-h/GEDC2096.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421188221116113314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyBcXy4KqhxZO8b_8trjxyrBpP9vmHOz7o49p2wENno4O3QxpiQCf-32H2pNx7qciHQg5c0SE25Iy2I-SD4YI9eV0c4CUDLlalnSJ0M2sLeiZo0mRwzzeWUTXfQGUN1J60RlT9w-GiG_M/s400/GEDC2096.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Xxq5j-_UmyHBGptmNW9IPI2Zt14OFLWeiW3r_LxPZAlNw4N6rvckAQmrnqJREvSVCDWa0zVEPZ6pEGoUsSpvKyMgtfTqk_yNH0qO5R8F5knMXXSFM5L6wvH0jp2A7zT6h8C7LpKMaAU/s1600-h/GEDC2092.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421188209331199362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Xxq5j-_UmyHBGptmNW9IPI2Zt14OFLWeiW3r_LxPZAlNw4N6rvckAQmrnqJREvSVCDWa0zVEPZ6pEGoUsSpvKyMgtfTqk_yNH0qO5R8F5knMXXSFM5L6wvH0jp2A7zT6h8C7LpKMaAU/s400/GEDC2092.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYdLKUGzOZzSPQsosaGIkbb3lBsUXp1dH21ODJR1SwFmtvdmzTBjlUx3WkTGQYn_0hn_Y-ciFBc35VMp9AKQpY89wfpkaBs0GA4GRvGWyDTH989ymcBLwRnh9-bn-QO9DP0eLCGyQUvqI/s1600-h/GEDC2099.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421188229909374002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYdLKUGzOZzSPQsosaGIkbb3lBsUXp1dH21ODJR1SwFmtvdmzTBjlUx3WkTGQYn_0hn_Y-ciFBc35VMp9AKQpY89wfpkaBs0GA4GRvGWyDTH989ymcBLwRnh9-bn-QO9DP0eLCGyQUvqI/s400/GEDC2099.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-50582941865471573092009-12-27T14:28:00.000-08:002009-12-27T14:46:39.785-08:00The Dress<div><span style="color:#990000;">Lydia received this dress from her Grandma Brown as a birthday present.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXBAPKmpg53fkQab25UBbN8VljzjlGRzFoB7rEk2uW8A5LW-4HmJpzdKkfgF4w1bOeZTeKsf4BWEJyUy3A3QflfUtXPQK7oZHlr5bKwuxe6YG-moH2o11DBmyAKrGeVoIa_HgVRQHReU/s1600-h/GEDC2084.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420046975513159538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXBAPKmpg53fkQab25UBbN8VljzjlGRzFoB7rEk2uW8A5LW-4HmJpzdKkfgF4w1bOeZTeKsf4BWEJyUy3A3QflfUtXPQK7oZHlr5bKwuxe6YG-moH2o11DBmyAKrGeVoIa_HgVRQHReU/s400/GEDC2084.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">We immediately tried it on. It didn't fit across her back. I was devastated (because it really is the cutest dress ever), but my smart momma had sent a gift receipt along with the dress.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">The very next day, Ryan headed out to our closest mall to exchange the dress for a bigger size at JCPenney, only to find that there was no JCPenney at that mall (even though we were both positive there was). He was then sent on a wild goose chase by google text for the next hour or so.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">He finally found a JCPenney, only to find that they did not have the dress!</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">I called every JCPenney within driving distance (and there are a lot!). Not one of them had the dress. Meanwhile, my mom drove to 2 JCPenneys in California and was unable to find the dress.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">I checked the internet. Sold out.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">So finally, I decided to just exchange the dress for something else. I found a few items at the store, took Lydia into the dressing room and began trying on. A thought came to me: try the polka dot dress on her one more time.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">Feeling silly, I did. As I put it over her head, I realized the bow could be untied, something I hadn't noticed before. Once I untied the bow, the dress slipped easily over her head, and adjusted just fine to her little body.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">It fit perfect.</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;">She'll be wearing this dress every day until she outgrows it. Just to make the effort of 3 people in 2 states worth it!</span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTndb9Rqk8DWN8NDYOEEaFqMmHfZbk7b3XAt61OMlfoLFEG9rPzPOsTbBlXGPRzuuOPz2XW9e8Wmjdbi-BtWqKoys7i0PbBUaNRczDSV4YtM7Hg0NEP2fMPcZL9a87br2Ecc1fNyutvv4/s1600-h/GEDC2083.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420050409175292434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTndb9Rqk8DWN8NDYOEEaFqMmHfZbk7b3XAt61OMlfoLFEG9rPzPOsTbBlXGPRzuuOPz2XW9e8Wmjdbi-BtWqKoys7i0PbBUaNRczDSV4YtM7Hg0NEP2fMPcZL9a87br2Ecc1fNyutvv4/s400/GEDC2083.JPG" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"></span></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-26173853970715792332009-12-24T06:59:00.000-08:002009-12-24T07:02:47.220-08:00This is what happens when you open up the dresser drawers of a 2 year old and tell her it's time to get dressed. Beanie, gloves, nightgown, striped pants that are 2 sizes too small and Christmas socks.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBgPdTrEGcDhxaE0-NNukGV4H4X3xN9IkHv8jNsoQMv85Ybw-9kWnUjyXOPSD9qtGZBS-wVWgT3I8Vnnhr-dX9FxdbtYrfQO3XmntuW4PmHvz5Qnj7-6lm4Jws2BSXz-L3qxdk4ejIzo/s1600-h/GEDC2082.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418817778930881026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihBgPdTrEGcDhxaE0-NNukGV4H4X3xN9IkHv8jNsoQMv85Ybw-9kWnUjyXOPSD9qtGZBS-wVWgT3I8Vnnhr-dX9FxdbtYrfQO3XmntuW4PmHvz5Qnj7-6lm4Jws2BSXz-L3qxdk4ejIzo/s400/GEDC2082.JPG" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-15614563102292625712009-12-11T12:00:00.001-08:002009-12-11T12:20:22.568-08:002 Year Old Picture with MonoWe had a fun little photo shoot this morning. It's our plan to take a picture of Lydia at each birthday (a few days late this year) with her favorite stuffed animal, Mono (pronounced Moe-no) the Monkey, made by our friend Jonathan. Mono is Monkey in Spanish.<br /><div></div><br /><div>I got the idea from a magazine somewhere. The article suggested taking a picture of your child in the same chair each year to watch how they grow. I thought it would be cuter to see how Lydia (and Mono) age together. So far, he is still intact- all limbs, eyes and ears accounted for.</div><div></div><br /><div>She's getting much better at holding still for pictures. It helped that she got to hold her little buddy. She was eager to have him be in the pictures with her.<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcd1zrISG3jRFkPHN2co-_yOu6C8ovYEGV08QW1WjsXqP34gyeURJyZYYxZRcck9DKduikr5fPmCqDqxKGoq3drXz5zclgAqD4oLSegNBxWg_fpc85xSvg40hC_cfpRgqPckh3DgmL9Wk/s1600-h/GEDC2059.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414071492716976450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcd1zrISG3jRFkPHN2co-_yOu6C8ovYEGV08QW1WjsXqP34gyeURJyZYYxZRcck9DKduikr5fPmCqDqxKGoq3drXz5zclgAqD4oLSegNBxWg_fpc85xSvg40hC_cfpRgqPckh3DgmL9Wk/s400/GEDC2059.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlY-CoYvclnMW2Q1WPdJ5zvbbaP03SKuKYBTEhzQp8gqydknB-efgC3nsbppQOFBUJesuIRgLp3O6EMv9sYZZrJ-OpaZOjr_Cqc4IuhklkI_LaEVUaAYA3x-A6r87oyUolZoJwrims6eg/s1600-h/GEDC2054.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414071026594636674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlY-CoYvclnMW2Q1WPdJ5zvbbaP03SKuKYBTEhzQp8gqydknB-efgC3nsbppQOFBUJesuIRgLp3O6EMv9sYZZrJ-OpaZOjr_Cqc4IuhklkI_LaEVUaAYA3x-A6r87oyUolZoJwrims6eg/s400/GEDC2054.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Even though she's getting better at staying in one place, we still had some hiccups. </div><div></div><br /><div>After hearing the click of my camera, she would say "<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Awwww</span>....cute picture," then run to see the picture on my screen.</div><div></div><br /><div>Here is one of many results of her vanity.<br /></div><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWTyqTtmgiLDHo7DTEJyeYPQFMqCi6-vvFStQCWWMfP08IkhkDKjKHPZBIbSBszy7AkxxYw4WPdoPPRuEJ5UbrHE6IwY5MBi8gTgAlZNnUPZoeFxJSHe6MdQtfhJHcntSlxWRhqt3Ni4/s1600-h/GEDC2060.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414071501248784066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWTyqTtmgiLDHo7DTEJyeYPQFMqCi6-vvFStQCWWMfP08IkhkDKjKHPZBIbSBszy7AkxxYw4WPdoPPRuEJ5UbrHE6IwY5MBi8gTgAlZNnUPZoeFxJSHe6MdQtfhJHcntSlxWRhqt3Ni4/s400/GEDC2060.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Some more "cheese" poses<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxvnJ7nY89nzCF37DaaAVv6Xy9PYBf5f0eXcyvFx2qb3aGUUzaBQALC1z2AZWzBbnSmAaO8diw6xrH66Lp2LF-D6PLI_NRAzfFNk626vMjFFdWqMPmi7AeyMuxtf1VMKN9tZU6UXt85ns/s1600-h/GEDC2064.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414071476429357586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxvnJ7nY89nzCF37DaaAVv6Xy9PYBf5f0eXcyvFx2qb3aGUUzaBQALC1z2AZWzBbnSmAaO8diw6xrH66Lp2LF-D6PLI_NRAzfFNk626vMjFFdWqMPmi7AeyMuxtf1VMKN9tZU6UXt85ns/s400/GEDC2064.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXpiTJO3LmQsFX89n5OJfySqfJZo1rBgiT5pZMuoFACe9MqgPN9iBhrUBkSALWePTKmjWaFRomRUnkwuOn4BxPGLSHGtWdPNt2cRg9A_dDDRnUQt313QdKapgXXFcSWbLxy-ILm_w2aY/s1600-h/GEDC2063.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414071485963595586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXpiTJO3LmQsFX89n5OJfySqfJZo1rBgiT5pZMuoFACe9MqgPN9iBhrUBkSALWePTKmjWaFRomRUnkwuOn4BxPGLSHGtWdPNt2cRg9A_dDDRnUQt313QdKapgXXFcSWbLxy-ILm_w2aY/s400/GEDC2063.JPG" /></a><br /><br />And here she is with Mono last year. She was so wiggly that Ryan had to hold her still and keep Mono in his hand.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ASWBRNQFeZEyOp07fUePJnTEIRzI13EOsVYkDGIwpmmz6dZienSFUmKIAI2Kh1TGpMsQPu-JVhaGTB3KL0CQMSNK0JbsP_3oSlzACUQGQ6vqegizVhZoq_x3PjU2VsD33gczxcXUh4E/s1600-h/Lydia's+First+Birthday+018%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414075277064606578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ASWBRNQFeZEyOp07fUePJnTEIRzI13EOsVYkDGIwpmmz6dZienSFUmKIAI2Kh1TGpMsQPu-JVhaGTB3KL0CQMSNK0JbsP_3oSlzACUQGQ6vqegizVhZoq_x3PjU2VsD33gczxcXUh4E/s400/Lydia's+First+Birthday+018%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-52366560402330328092009-12-08T14:01:00.000-08:002009-12-08T14:14:28.224-08:00Evolution of a Photo ShootOur friend, Emily, made Lydia the cutest apron for her birthday. Lydia loves wearing it, so I made a big deal out of taking her picture in it, hoping she would get excited and pose. She was eager to pose (for once), and went to the wall smiling and saying "Cheeeeeese." I was so excited!<br /><br />But before I could get my slow camera to respond, she had already thought up a new idea. Instead of ME taking HER picture, she would reverse that and take my picture with her camera!<br /><br /><br /><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTixGsmTe8fNXeU9xya5mWigvohF-58hkvXKaiwoQo_lci-G5ispTVG-2Mjrf71WkTkitJi-4xz6yZKhhs5AHRBTFqCrCKHwe0kdQ8jrtuZkuN-3pRtuFNZ1fVZUcmJXk9GWgY6y0RZVE/s1600-h/GEDC2027.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412990460152184802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTixGsmTe8fNXeU9xya5mWigvohF-58hkvXKaiwoQo_lci-G5ispTVG-2Mjrf71WkTkitJi-4xz6yZKhhs5AHRBTFqCrCKHwe0kdQ8jrtuZkuN-3pRtuFNZ1fVZUcmJXk9GWgY6y0RZVE/s400/GEDC2027.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div>I reminded her of the cool pockets in the apron, which got her camera out of her face for a second.</div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgma1n-tCOmgvtj3evTb-twIUM-s9l1DRJHwlSSDmiu5_4FicU9esFKEKQY2peKU8mk6wp75Ti7ybgB9KBEUpbARISGXt1ybZa8sUCj2eJp2phXjQC9r4ltuNZaTSiO2GDFRtIC2svs_aQ/s1600-h/GEDC2028.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412990474026721714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgma1n-tCOmgvtj3evTb-twIUM-s9l1DRJHwlSSDmiu5_4FicU9esFKEKQY2peKU8mk6wp75Ti7ybgB9KBEUpbARISGXt1ybZa8sUCj2eJp2phXjQC9r4ltuNZaTSiO2GDFRtIC2svs_aQ/s400/GEDC2028.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Then, she thought that maybe sitting down would be a better idea. Sure, why not? Anything for a chance at a good picture.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhopeDCFk0f750GgC5lwiI6zkdOMnPJDWSCF2q817RzVdLNHHzLixNgCXTultdopsDHvqeY6-QIverNWrqvNk9LF5onaioMaANVYL3D2TA0vtxTG6zOMBrXwHl6SYLN6-W-eOW2OXysAhk/s1600-h/GEDC2029.JPG"></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjjOTJ57kj4ixEeu-g9XNumUgwi3294uBkU33IZGkeKpNBA0-o622RJbvKYsiDPZqFPUEAUy-PRg1h2grVZ2FooeQpA9T0oXd51MNvxZ2x3O70Nvk54vq2W1nf9vJaRLelVY5iRlVLE4/s1600-h/GEDC2032.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412990492297731938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjjOTJ57kj4ixEeu-g9XNumUgwi3294uBkU33IZGkeKpNBA0-o622RJbvKYsiDPZqFPUEAUy-PRg1h2grVZ2FooeQpA9T0oXd51MNvxZ2x3O70Nvk54vq2W1nf9vJaRLelVY5iRlVLE4/s400/GEDC2032.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Got it!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAluc0zj9b4vDBWL71-LSSOUo4u_bGS5A_a7dkzaANJbUAw32pgORdp8ojS6nHm8Vla7Inp5mLZir-vq85dYVXFetH3OiszauLN8RMj5PTbI__qYdF0wfNxhyphenhyphenXUiIHsUqUXOL_AXKGq8c/s1600-h/GEDC2031.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412990484472906530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAluc0zj9b4vDBWL71-LSSOUo4u_bGS5A_a7dkzaANJbUAw32pgORdp8ojS6nHm8Vla7Inp5mLZir-vq85dYVXFetH3OiszauLN8RMj5PTbI__qYdF0wfNxhyphenhyphenXUiIHsUqUXOL_AXKGq8c/s400/GEDC2031.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Tiny disclaimer: I didn't tie the strings on the apron tight enough. It fits much better when I do. I know Emily will worry. So don't worry, Emily. =)<br /><div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-4109233022213207752009-11-30T06:06:00.000-08:002009-11-30T06:27:45.809-08:00Happy Early Second Birthday!This little girl had her birthday party (a week early)!<br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKdn5rv1ExRmjBdTIVTxAFhyphenhyphenE3nPixgihZvLVQI2XJRuSoNN26IPcQplVOVr64A93maOBtiP_LDMOarUlK2zw9B6tMi_3puZWr9fAOnRFe4ALaw_hjbkbGjQXiRX515Scslbv9lQ0vU8s/s1600/IMG_2975.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899105812910290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKdn5rv1ExRmjBdTIVTxAFhyphenhyphenE3nPixgihZvLVQI2XJRuSoNN26IPcQplVOVr64A93maOBtiP_LDMOarUlK2zw9B6tMi_3puZWr9fAOnRFe4ALaw_hjbkbGjQXiRX515Scslbv9lQ0vU8s/s400/IMG_2975.JPG" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">(Pictured doing the Hokie Pokie)</span><br /><br />The theme was circles (a shape she became obsessed with throughout this second year of her life).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjReSrelxrjp6Cvixx2NK1BSjsyk3DBfeMVxzToCCjB6o5VYNDkmkMwNOH_Z4bpCWT2cxFxM8x21IpMPbagdHkgpQw67ZI37EVsRiTfNy-SO5cYvX4CA8L9ixIe2l8VeXI1eD7XsXPyc0A/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899458315825202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjReSrelxrjp6Cvixx2NK1BSjsyk3DBfeMVxzToCCjB6o5VYNDkmkMwNOH_Z4bpCWT2cxFxM8x21IpMPbagdHkgpQw67ZI37EVsRiTfNy-SO5cYvX4CA8L9ixIe2l8VeXI1eD7XsXPyc0A/s400/IMG_2944.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Cfxgoy5DvoSDxMi-6wlz9vFhV-dcr2g7ENX1O98euGJc-vUHnEgIZWe32qpzjOlVY2CB9kHqp4xiBdEPu_pe9rBFENQuW_UKWPJM0a-foD7xGgsCWfe-wBgJZwUiJzQJ5FGi1ERt9rg/s1600/IMG_2946.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899092319362834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Cfxgoy5DvoSDxMi-6wlz9vFhV-dcr2g7ENX1O98euGJc-vUHnEgIZWe32qpzjOlVY2CB9kHqp4xiBdEPu_pe9rBFENQuW_UKWPJM0a-foD7xGgsCWfe-wBgJZwUiJzQJ5FGi1ERt9rg/s400/IMG_2946.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8KoQzNgTzFUU1KUSLAPPhzADF-FVr8nNrs1B5kZYUdfAejp9vb2kpV5bGrl6cjLHYCeuY_gZ8TFj5MyY53GQb5vU3pyWoqmUZmDrzZBujM5-35vrIBFGv_yeZoNDKJ2LO3ZAWBsWTY8/s1600/IMG_2943.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899079954741826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8KoQzNgTzFUU1KUSLAPPhzADF-FVr8nNrs1B5kZYUdfAejp9vb2kpV5bGrl6cjLHYCeuY_gZ8TFj5MyY53GQb5vU3pyWoqmUZmDrzZBujM5-35vrIBFGv_yeZoNDKJ2LO3ZAWBsWTY8/s400/IMG_2943.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The little guests all made a craft- they decorated paper circle balloon boquets with glitter.<br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSXJOfyJxZE4c5vgHhwjs6Yj4QPrbxnuraVmGOpiqZFAnuBmlo7hOKFZMEYEe1h2PK75zEJbuU0uvgRfgpcTNrYmhCedUdlnjzx1QT1foE2XReOsyFAt3-FBTLqFNw-sM-AfRyHA7zms/s1600/IMG_2956.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899094226703826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSXJOfyJxZE4c5vgHhwjs6Yj4QPrbxnuraVmGOpiqZFAnuBmlo7hOKFZMEYEe1h2PK75zEJbuU0uvgRfgpcTNrYmhCedUdlnjzx1QT1foE2XReOsyFAt3-FBTLqFNw-sM-AfRyHA7zms/s400/IMG_2956.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Most of the treats were circles, but that's a tough one. We also had some non-circular items on the table.<br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVG6yrzF0RD-n6Y9hYd7OCsyaQHuFx_okG5D72EQMGxYCv9_Um2cZ8mPSpJeUM5lsnt4dqy9QTREEoE8FVQnK0qGmGfQdonECYA-HP_VOOR-eqdwvKBeBgCsd3IRqpdX0fF9Q_1qhUY0/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899119074739714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWVG6yrzF0RD-n6Y9hYd7OCsyaQHuFx_okG5D72EQMGxYCv9_Um2cZ8mPSpJeUM5lsnt4dqy9QTREEoE8FVQnK0qGmGfQdonECYA-HP_VOOR-eqdwvKBeBgCsd3IRqpdX0fF9Q_1qhUY0/s400/IMG_2979.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The birthday cake- circles. She was so excited to blow out her candles. She loves the song, "Happy Birthday," and sings it regularly- normally inserting a cousin's name into the song. On the day of her party, we tried to put her down for a nap. It didn't happen because she was too excited. She kept singing, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY PARTY TO YOU!" at the top of her lungs. So when everyone started singing the song to HER...oh boy, was she excited.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR9dH2DFEhNYvgdZD-pckXVBRTpJLsu0WM1N4PPWkngPeoQortjoNC_d0guXYjyVkVmjSxITRs9jyCJBfRXCj8qUgAeqEgEo7as1emWTjmZJPVofDFFkkt4ptcjuWvUDjwtYn03ZFXgUc/s1600/IMG_2984.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899463939715650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR9dH2DFEhNYvgdZD-pckXVBRTpJLsu0WM1N4PPWkngPeoQortjoNC_d0guXYjyVkVmjSxITRs9jyCJBfRXCj8qUgAeqEgEo7as1emWTjmZJPVofDFFkkt4ptcjuWvUDjwtYn03ZFXgUc/s400/IMG_2984.JPG" /></a><br /><br />When she opened her presents, all her guests crowded around her, trying to shove their present into her lap (or, more accurately, trying to OPEN their present in her lap). This little birthday girl quickly figured out what to do.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtXHmVCgGxR20FK2lmXfkjBGMVwQqRxfvvme6l-l4bBuB72ModPjAp9hIj5fLm1frOkbiPCoN1jcV02tDzvPe0eBRAtm_1qmMHjekFeNV-Qsm93yy5kRp0qoc6h4CZcJ_tyoLByUqsHdE/s1600/IMG_2996.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 267px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409899467042374850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtXHmVCgGxR20FK2lmXfkjBGMVwQqRxfvvme6l-l4bBuB72ModPjAp9hIj5fLm1frOkbiPCoN1jcV02tDzvPe0eBRAtm_1qmMHjekFeNV-Qsm93yy5kRp0qoc6h4CZcJ_tyoLByUqsHdE/s400/IMG_2996.JPG" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-62601237507521095722009-11-20T16:30:00.001-08:002009-11-20T16:33:04.896-08:00If you want to read some stellar local news (and who doesn't), go to <a href="http://www.mysugarhousejournal.com/">http://www.mysugarhousejournal.com/</a>. Why am I telling you this? Hint: Read the name of the writer who wrote the articles on the front page!Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-58067780423832462472009-11-16T07:57:00.001-08:002009-11-16T07:59:40.384-08:00Little Kitty LiddieWe went to a festival at the library where there was face painting. Lydia waited in line so very patiently while child after child and parent after parent cut in front of us (Ok, maybe it was only one child and one parent with a child- but still...). <br /><br />She was very excited to be painted like a kitty.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAUwGDGGOs7Y9vuUfgkLcbms2eRLsketJ-SYe92kI18ocWafGrUwS5xlIWYSMjzNId2dFRYcbIfJ5ymhKLXAWHqISvM7Q6rnqMJYWnL2OL0i4yxGBAT4G9W-x11jDBzWd3RK0Hsec8Fk/s1600/GEDC1894.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404731342948829666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwAUwGDGGOs7Y9vuUfgkLcbms2eRLsketJ-SYe92kI18ocWafGrUwS5xlIWYSMjzNId2dFRYcbIfJ5ymhKLXAWHqISvM7Q6rnqMJYWnL2OL0i4yxGBAT4G9W-x11jDBzWd3RK0Hsec8Fk/s400/GEDC1894.JPG" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-51555435074927086982009-11-13T06:17:00.000-08:002009-11-13T06:26:59.334-08:00An Introduction to CinderellaWhile I have many Disney princess movies, Lydia hasn't really been exposed to them yet. <br /><br />My wonderful nieces definitely come from a "Princess House." So when I babysat them the other day, I thought it would be the perfect time to introduce Lydia to Cinderella.<br /><br />As soon as I mentioned that princess' name, Lydia's cousins began jumping up and down with excitement. Lydia followed suit, jumping and shouting, "Cin-rella Cin-rella."<br /><br />We all clambered downstairs to the TV room while Abby sweetly held Lydia's hand, asking all the way, "Lydia, who is your favorite princess?"<br /><br />Little Cameron started asking the question too. They both gave her ideas. "Is it Jasmine? Or Cinderella? Or Belle?"<br /><br />Lydia had no clue what they were talking about and the questions kept coming, so I had to explain, "Lydia doesn't really know about princesses."<br /><br />Abby and Cameron looked at me with very confused eyes.<br /><br />The introduction to Cinderella ended up lasting only about 10 minutes into the movie. By that time, Lydia and Cameron were wandering around, finding toys to play with.<br /><br />But for those 10 minutes, I had three sweet and very attentive girls to cuddle with.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzkfDXw3WkbsdNnS_pwUylFZS-q2izI1nUE6qcSSECuw8WKrsxk_E1MDEsPC3vvjFNkrA_MXodAdMSjvHdje1ZiCuID_2k8CYjsNApC8OfM_E1Jg9bjBL2OhbPYon6DXogN42wyc5r9A/s1600-h/GEDC1873.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403592650430807954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJzkfDXw3WkbsdNnS_pwUylFZS-q2izI1nUE6qcSSECuw8WKrsxk_E1MDEsPC3vvjFNkrA_MXodAdMSjvHdje1ZiCuID_2k8CYjsNApC8OfM_E1Jg9bjBL2OhbPYon6DXogN42wyc5r9A/s400/GEDC1873.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnNtX1ZhwKGwc5zwp-Hnf-IIPX0dC0YuANJ6dxmIS2uie_qt8SboZA2O118P7YtSfuHyctlp9vJWroYGWDdUseUBlqoM3z9WJ82BwZ4OJJaTBgU5fBU8IyK8ldAzcdCTKlIb3IluHReAE/s1600-h/GEDC1872.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuHdKI6XOtOEYznIJAQkKhSqhdC-i263zoXEEhuRYpbRntBk7JMVeH9KOpOptYhpV71OejSI0e3EXyQ11k_FD-Qv2lT65nztM-RHNelJ2xuILHk8IBVE8CjLQPrwBC17Cp9ueofqrvT7w/s1600-h/GEDC1871.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifwpi708kjKbEjEauVlu0Ae9IdLkoPgEqQ57XmthyphenhyphenMv5yyP-y3kJs4YtKDcn94uALptKl7c4Su4p4oHNviiKQ47xbF1jHhJ1vZ_SgriZ1iVSx1nIDrYAE1oR1QrRvRk1BhkvzmJstuBvo/s1600-h/GEDC1869.JPG"></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cIqRuQUZOXhohpOPZOBp96N_hxzmcABEV2lXWtElTsFYnLNONb5_kxbcSD8SgTzjTGRKNLaMinZLZz2NxsHI9UjmjbD9cTxGJOWkTAK2A6-AddKqyQMVzUwIy0H1iV59cGsuUmIA-Uw/s1600-h/GEDC1868.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403592617629540722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4cIqRuQUZOXhohpOPZOBp96N_hxzmcABEV2lXWtElTsFYnLNONb5_kxbcSD8SgTzjTGRKNLaMinZLZz2NxsHI9UjmjbD9cTxGJOWkTAK2A6-AddKqyQMVzUwIy0H1iV59cGsuUmIA-Uw/s400/GEDC1868.JPG" /></a>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4987032837089682395.post-73361702228889581542009-11-03T12:36:00.000-08:002009-11-03T12:47:09.737-08:00HalloweenOur Little Red Riding Hood had a great Halloween. We attended so many different Halloween events that she was an old pro at this whole Halloween thing by the end of the week. Her costume became a second skin. And it has the stains and tears to prove it.<br /><br />Trick-or-treating was a blast for Lydia. She started out a little wary, but caught on to the whole idea VERY fast. She had no problem with knocking on doors, looking cute, and getting a fistful of candy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmLX8sDIw66EQ8HIXbDdYUc41lFN-dUZx926yccTVin1LTkWbFCejUVWKFMjW2bKg7EDNpxO0JpsxXXgaGJT5uL8x1sbkWh1Ah1Lminvqo2BSnoGIhJbBMEjTbyaS36dc1MngT2qbUgB4/s1600-h/GEDC1813.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399980146431902786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmLX8sDIw66EQ8HIXbDdYUc41lFN-dUZx926yccTVin1LTkWbFCejUVWKFMjW2bKg7EDNpxO0JpsxXXgaGJT5uL8x1sbkWh1Ah1Lminvqo2BSnoGIhJbBMEjTbyaS36dc1MngT2qbUgB4/s320/GEDC1813.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaIvaRTKVcVgF10nkf60SgVswvl8MTUDMetOHaxR9E5LlTyycb2oOF-NYTD8hVT7bazesyOQf3zxp6o8LTvULiKE5sl5__fydLuoiqXj_JbWxbXpJ4r9_jcLAkgo6oRNKaVXjDqBF_mEo/s1600-h/GEDC1810.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399980138939006802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaIvaRTKVcVgF10nkf60SgVswvl8MTUDMetOHaxR9E5LlTyycb2oOF-NYTD8hVT7bazesyOQf3zxp6o8LTvULiKE5sl5__fydLuoiqXj_JbWxbXpJ4r9_jcLAkgo6oRNKaVXjDqBF_mEo/s320/GEDC1810.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGXukmteWboVU5kc93KRG7fRKlN1lcxv_Kwwb4LonXQIzbq4_cWnM1flrp2PHCgarjIjfws01ToWSozJ-VOgGi8st3Ux2kByAmQcLXbIWkIe9HL_7OAOTpw5uixTzwdYedFNuolSnbAw/s1600-h/GEDC1806.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979962246991394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGXukmteWboVU5kc93KRG7fRKlN1lcxv_Kwwb4LonXQIzbq4_cWnM1flrp2PHCgarjIjfws01ToWSozJ-VOgGi8st3Ux2kByAmQcLXbIWkIe9HL_7OAOTpw5uixTzwdYedFNuolSnbAw/s320/GEDC1806.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>On Halloween morning, we started the day off by eating gourmet donuts at a cute new donut shop.</div><div> </div><div>Here, too, she caught on very quickly.<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOa-BCGWrk3EpaUN37giI3T_M2SoiIzMvJCCETyiBL77PGTz9TrLxFPQb1M-PrqNttkLRd75wPJ_hDqh5vAiDEedNKyZJTiMo-2pAaUAjg1D-khz1HF-qW1lMWhUoSC9dqBcCO1EI5Aus/s1600-h/GEDC1802.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979954143941490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOa-BCGWrk3EpaUN37giI3T_M2SoiIzMvJCCETyiBL77PGTz9TrLxFPQb1M-PrqNttkLRd75wPJ_hDqh5vAiDEedNKyZJTiMo-2pAaUAjg1D-khz1HF-qW1lMWhUoSC9dqBcCO1EI5Aus/s320/GEDC1802.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDodKjjVOmReNkbTYzc97zOfuQ3oPCIV8hyXn4_Wk211pIOyh4g7ExPj2IeLX4LLJd2DFz7G4s-BR36vrgR6SOno0rPnA2Q1x4-EPuGVirv8hnnWdDFAZfE5ctpXRd1Nq3S6oU3MIgIrg/s1600-h/GEDC1801.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979943812434082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDodKjjVOmReNkbTYzc97zOfuQ3oPCIV8hyXn4_Wk211pIOyh4g7ExPj2IeLX4LLJd2DFz7G4s-BR36vrgR6SOno0rPnA2Q1x4-EPuGVirv8hnnWdDFAZfE5ctpXRd1Nq3S6oU3MIgIrg/s320/GEDC1801.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We also attended a trick-or-treat at our church.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHeT8AJZbOA2r4V6LAALmaLnroNaKvb6LO2qdu3wXmsaxECHPtUWBDuAMn70EryXpcc639to30ISKlgLe6WWKrI8eQNrHSfPlH_Xzhh9hI-CBjw1OJ6MQ3xsRZTnUK-hsYs5PqZB4fnIQ/s1600-h/GEDC1798.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979939004958994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHeT8AJZbOA2r4V6LAALmaLnroNaKvb6LO2qdu3wXmsaxECHPtUWBDuAMn70EryXpcc639to30ISKlgLe6WWKrI8eQNrHSfPlH_Xzhh9hI-CBjw1OJ6MQ3xsRZTnUK-hsYs5PqZB4fnIQ/s320/GEDC1798.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Ryan and I got into the spirit too. We dressed up as each other. Can't even tell, huh? Our costumes were THAT good.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxEy-g3k9AuQuo7_WbsEeez1qBLcW5XvNFa3gJ0HkwibyvCOunvkEkHe0qEGBmgwY5ZKJeMRWrKa-GBtTxqFpdTHmWE4-y7Zjan5R9-Cnizstr05-Di3_Pzma_V3Yfhh8eknlyFjSnRG4/s1600-h/GEDC1799.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399979929771919922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxEy-g3k9AuQuo7_WbsEeez1qBLcW5XvNFa3gJ0HkwibyvCOunvkEkHe0qEGBmgwY5ZKJeMRWrKa-GBtTxqFpdTHmWE4-y7Zjan5R9-Cnizstr05-Di3_Pzma_V3Yfhh8eknlyFjSnRG4/s320/GEDC1799.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213204271141731147noreply@blogger.com6