tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58541038955435685532024-03-06T00:12:25.988-08:00Mitch, Elise & BlakeEST. January 5, 2006Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-17149799376352899462011-11-09T15:22:00.001-08:002011-11-09T17:08:01.749-08:00Weston Ross HillOur sweet little family<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw6lBs6uV1lMtPnHqJE_a93uz3L1Al4IVSnbb195qJ7owkeAKklzC8e3So5R2uXJTCvU4dnxWdcXImeNIJSStmDicEQdss-LaAwFvOXRgKrAaBpRICWhsXhDLuq2jUKt0DnoHysQ8hgI7q/s1600/IMG_2702.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw6lBs6uV1lMtPnHqJE_a93uz3L1Al4IVSnbb195qJ7owkeAKklzC8e3So5R2uXJTCvU4dnxWdcXImeNIJSStmDicEQdss-LaAwFvOXRgKrAaBpRICWhsXhDLuq2jUKt0DnoHysQ8hgI7q/s320/IMG_2702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141980092516594" /></a>Blake was a little unsure of all of the tubes and monitors on his baby brother but he was still excited to meet him.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinVvq0AI82_pJn9k8Ag3kbqQZQFLpAJy2OI7_-_31h49NeqfaR768A1RGkKWMtenyxQR2LKmUoDFkAs8FnyIhB-UZjceMHFpGw5CI1lme85Ey9srSMPt73U_z6QaIEM6z37n7dogkO6llZ/s1600/IMG_2701.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinVvq0AI82_pJn9k8Ag3kbqQZQFLpAJy2OI7_-_31h49NeqfaR768A1RGkKWMtenyxQR2LKmUoDFkAs8FnyIhB-UZjceMHFpGw5CI1lme85Ey9srSMPt73U_z6QaIEM6z37n7dogkO6llZ/s320/IMG_2701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141265129228482" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayPheEEVddU3xgD0QXA08izNVuPyS16RzoT59NK59Oy2C5w0MMWVgCXu7aDxnCwyxY_tcVWFuPLYJuWkVrtPEC6scGCfwB2Mp5p96GFd6_M6zZL_EiDC9qvxlygaAjV7fB-xChpyGqFGA/s1600/IMG_2700.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayPheEEVddU3xgD0QXA08izNVuPyS16RzoT59NK59Oy2C5w0MMWVgCXu7aDxnCwyxY_tcVWFuPLYJuWkVrtPEC6scGCfwB2Mp5p96GFd6_M6zZL_EiDC9qvxlygaAjV7fB-xChpyGqFGA/s320/IMG_2700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141261824228242" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-E5qipnrYhnqkJkbSsv5znNPBwaHmgJbGQFGehase97ws0Ibaj6n5ACnhcfCx5atjVHRyilqI39zD_FX3mocEcldvwjoENMBvTveI9aA5ZQLe3FTYiemdieSsLg_tfu4GcthKDod_rZR/s1600/IMG_2685.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-E5qipnrYhnqkJkbSsv5znNPBwaHmgJbGQFGehase97ws0Ibaj6n5ACnhcfCx5atjVHRyilqI39zD_FX3mocEcldvwjoENMBvTveI9aA5ZQLe3FTYiemdieSsLg_tfu4GcthKDod_rZR/s320/IMG_2685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141255889070018" /></a>So happy to be holding him<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheK81tNNyqBkxNT0wKxblIDThL6NOplhLo9b5LeIp3pfVNNHQz7aKGb0JjeorrekfoK3iiwv91HGLnMnL2GPdlF59S3NvSUps9l-P1jkGilkXM4UVYZNLYuhp2BxT67ZpTxo4uOANpN_RN/s1600/IMG_2696.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheK81tNNyqBkxNT0wKxblIDThL6NOplhLo9b5LeIp3pfVNNHQz7aKGb0JjeorrekfoK3iiwv91HGLnMnL2GPdlF59S3NvSUps9l-P1jkGilkXM4UVYZNLYuhp2BxT67ZpTxo4uOANpN_RN/s320/IMG_2696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141244760600850" /></a>I might be smiling but I sure was hurting.. :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFECCDslZUZ3l08AHea-mbrGQBjOTi2lLalSv7Gu5w5KYEqrr6V_lovm1dUrwOofrrX61JtSc5MqpxE-Piru-OnEPJLbUwmwv9J5-HXJlaPdAQxDVnRLRCyP1ssvpWffD9lJcSm3t2t0yF/s1600/IMG_2675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFECCDslZUZ3l08AHea-mbrGQBjOTi2lLalSv7Gu5w5KYEqrr6V_lovm1dUrwOofrrX61JtSc5MqpxE-Piru-OnEPJLbUwmwv9J5-HXJlaPdAQxDVnRLRCyP1ssvpWffD9lJcSm3t2t0yF/s320/IMG_2675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673141240703102466" /></a>Weston Ross Hill was born on October 3rd, 2011 at 5:07 am weighing it at 7lbs and 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ozs</span> and was 21 inches long. This delivery was so much faster than with Blake. Weston came 2 weeks early just like his big brother. Here is his birth story...<div>On October 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> I decided to pack my hospital bag and finalize everything in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">preparation</span> for our baby's arrival (my due date <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">wasn't</span> until October 16<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span>) so I thought I was ahead of the game. Mitch <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">wasn't</span> home that night, he was dog sitting his parents dogs but I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wasn't</span> worried at all because I still had two weeks left. I jokingly called him that night and said well my bags are packed, just watch my water will break tonight. And around 1230am it did! I was fast asleep and a gush of water woke me right up. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">don't</span> think I have ever moved faster in my life to get out of my bed and into the bathroom. How ironic that I made that comment to Mitch just a few hours before. I called him immediately and we rushed to figure out who could watch Blake while we went to the hospital. I called my mom and she met us there. We made it to the hospital by 1:30 am and my contractions were very close already. They admitted us and by 2am I was already <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">dilated</span> to 4cm. The nurses for whatever reason could not get an IV in me. You have to have a full bag of fluid before you can get your epidural and the nurses could not get an IV in me! Needless to say I was getting very frustrated and my contractions were only getting stronger and more close together. They moved me to the labor and delivery room (still no IV) and I was really starting to get anxious about that epidural. Finally the head nurse got the IV to take and the fluids started. My labor nurse was a sweetheart. She was very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">thorough</span> and explained everything to me. I told her I was having a lot of pressure so she checked me and I was at 7cm. Still no epidural. I had not prepared my mind at all for what it would be like to deliver a baby without an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">epidural</span>. I pleaded with her to get that process started. Thankfully I was able to get one before I missed the window of opportunity! After I got the epidural I still felt a ton of pressure so I asked the nurse to check again because it really felt like it was time to push. She checked again and sure enough it was! It was 4:50am. My doctor was on her way so the nurse was coaching me to not push just yet. Dr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Hollar</span> arrived at 5am and with two pushes Weston was out. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">couldn't</span> believe how fast it all went. With Blake I was in labor for 23 hours and with Weston a little over 4 hours total. So fast.</div><div>So that was the delivery part...</div><div><br /></div><div>When Weston came out the cord was wrapped around his neck twice and he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">wasn't</span> breathing. They put him on my chest... he still was not breathing. He was blue. A deep shade of blue. I knew something was wrong. I looked up at the nurse and said take him he is not breathing and he is blue. My doctor was trying to ensure me that he will take his breath. As I am watching across the room I still <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">don't</span> hear a cry. I see the nurses working with him but still not a sound. Then teams of doctors and nurses start <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">pouring</span> into my room. Still not a sound. My doctor gets up and goes over to Weston and starts working on him. Still no sound. They start chest compressions. No mom should ever have to see that. That image will forever be engraved in my head. I was so scared. Actually scared <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">doesn't</span> even describe my emotion. I was frozen. Finally after what seemed an eternity Weston let out this little tiny cry. Barely anything. I just started crying. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">didn't</span> know what was going on. Why <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">didn't</span> he breathe? The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">NICU</span> pediatrician came over to me and reassured me that he was going to be okay. He said that some babies are just slow to start. His oxygen levels <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">weren't</span> maintaining so they needed to take him and put him on oxygen and observe him. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">didn't</span> know what to think. They brought Weston over to me... this time he was pink like he should be so I knew at least he was breathing. I only got to hold him and see him for a brief moment before they whisked him away. Mitch stayed with me until I was all taken care of and then he went with Weston. Before I knew it I was alone in that room. No doctors, no nurses, no Mitch, and no Weston. Just me. And I cried and said a prayer. In that moment when it was just me I felt a reassuring calm from the Spirit letting me know that everything was going to be okay. The peace that I felt was something that I hadn't felt in a while. God works miracles every day. Weston was our miracle that day. </div><div>Weston had to spend the time we were in the hospital in the NICU because his oxygen levels wouldn't level out. Our nurse in the NICU was wonderful. She took care of Weston and reassured us that everything was going to be okay. Being in the NICU really made me realize how miraculous it is to have a baby. So many babies were sick and it broke my heart. I just wanted to go home with my baby. They took xrays of Weston's chest and saw that he had a lot of fluid in his lungs and that could be a possible reason why he didn't breathe right away. Over the next two days he coughed up a bunch of fluid. He had every possible monitor hooked to him it seemed. That was hard on me to see that. After rounds of antibiotics and lots of monitoring he was released to go home with us. I was so grateful for all of the nurses and doctors at Banner Desert for taking care of him.</div><div>This birth experience was so different from my first on many different levels. Being in the hospital after you carry a baby for nine months and then deliver him and then not having him with you was hard. I felt empty not having him close by me. I spent as much time as I could up in the NICU with him. I missed him. </div><div>I am so happy that he is a healthy little boy. Weston has such a calm demeanor. He rarely cries and never complains about anything. He sleeps all day and most of the night. He only wakes up to feed. He loves to be held and snuggles into my neck. He has the best hair. It is my favorite thing. </div><div>Blake loves being a big brother. He loves to help. He only has had a few outbursts but that is normal. He loves to hold him and help change him and bathe him. He asks me every day if he is big yet... he can not wait to be able to play with him. </div><div>I love my husband. He was right by my side and was my calming force. He kept reassuring me that everything was going to be okay and that we were in the best place possible for Weston. Mitch is a wonderful dad. The best I know. </div><div><br /></div><div>On a side note... We had a bittersweet moment on the way to the hospital. We both got choked up realizing that the drive their was the last time it would just be the 3 of us. The past 3 years with Blake have been so wonderful. We have been blessed with such a sweet little boy that we wondered how it could get any better. Now that Weston is here it feels like he always has been. We are so blessed. </div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-4959605887191346822011-11-09T14:49:00.000-08:002011-11-09T15:15:45.566-08:00Blake<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLARSAgyATJOR-sE7qVMIyvkt7jhSwzs5E_5KT3ZlOM1Q8V7eNBxYfJcuvJdjuYRYk5PLisLUP6tufqRNXhdR8yLlokl9nJ_Tlakx4lh_V5V9rHXBf42EK8etQ5owPnhZVcz2zJ7GpAOJO/s1600/IMG_0251.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLARSAgyATJOR-sE7qVMIyvkt7jhSwzs5E_5KT3ZlOM1Q8V7eNBxYfJcuvJdjuYRYk5PLisLUP6tufqRNXhdR8yLlokl9nJ_Tlakx4lh_V5V9rHXBf42EK8etQ5owPnhZVcz2zJ7GpAOJO/s320/IMG_0251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673132322595818210" /></a>Dear Blake,<div><br /></div><div>I wanted to take a minute to write down how much I love you so that you will always know how special you are to me. From the minute I met you I fell in love. You are such a sweet, smart, caring, stubborn (which will be a good thing when you are older), loving, thoughtful, happy, shy (until you get used to someone), special little 3 year old boy. </div><div><br /></div><div>Right now a little about you...</div><div><br /></div><div>You love to be with your family and we love to be with you! </div><div>You love to help with anything you can. You help your daddy fix everything and you help me with house hold chores </div><div>You love your daddy and you love to spend time with him. </div><div>You love your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mimi</span>, grandpa, and your grandma d and love running errands with them by yourself in their cars. </div><div>You love skittles and sugar cookies and it is hard for all of us to tell you no. </div><div>You love to create and you are funny. You are a thinker.</div><div>You have the best little imagination and you are always teasing us making up your own words to songs and stories.</div><div>You <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">don't</span> miss a beat with anything and you remember everything. </div><div>You love Mickey Mouse and everything to do with cars and trucks.</div><div>You especially love your red car and your lightening McQueen car. You are always in them. </div><div>You love having date night with your mom - and I think I love it more. We usually watch a movie and go out for pizza</div><div>You tell me you have a secret for me and then you tell me you love me. It melts my heart. </div><div>You are a picky eater - I think it is because you are too busy to sit down and eat</div><div>You like macaroni and cheese, cereal, mandarin oranges, turkey roll ups, and noodles. Yes plain noodles. You are a snacker - cheese its, goldfish, and pretzels are a few of your favorites.</div><div>You love going to school and to nursery. You have lots of friends at both places</div><div>You are so sweet and sensitive. You don't understand when kids are mean because you aren't mean </div><div>You think about how your actions effect others and apologize when you have a fit. "I'm sorry mommy for throwing that fit and saying mean things, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">don't</span> know what I was thinking" Love it.</div><div>You have the best vocabulary of any kid I know. You use words like predicament, suppose, clarify, and other big kid words. It is awesome because you use them in the correct context always.</div><div>You know how to re structure <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sentences</span> when someone <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">doesn't</span> understand you. What 3 year old can do that? Just you. </div><div>You laugh at all the funny spots in movies. You have the best laugh. It cracks us up!</div><div>You have this awesome serious voice that you use when you are making a point about something.</div><div>You think of reasons that you love your mommy and daddy and you tell us, you are so sweet!</div><div><br /></div><div>There are so many special things about you and these are just a few that I can think of right now. Thank you for blessing my life and for teaching me how to be a better mom. I love you little man!</div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-58485094070162003742011-11-09T14:39:00.000-08:002011-11-09T14:47:25.725-08:00Early Bird Preschool!Waiting ever so patiently for his first day! He was so excited... walked right in and took off his back pack and said see you later mom and dad! Like I said... he is growing up way too fast!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNAm6V1nuBSnZ4dlkNYWRq-pCeT-PtRg0OzMkgvsQH8T5vwIieb-afHXXUC8iGyDF9ipTqOMcnSZsm4bVIeMlEGtVdyxxmBNGtrKqJgFnquOB_KIrX1LotYz6q02hYlhEOhslKg_lfU_uI/s1600/IMG_2656.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNAm6V1nuBSnZ4dlkNYWRq-pCeT-PtRg0OzMkgvsQH8T5vwIieb-afHXXUC8iGyDF9ipTqOMcnSZsm4bVIeMlEGtVdyxxmBNGtrKqJgFnquOB_KIrX1LotYz6q02hYlhEOhslKg_lfU_uI/s320/IMG_2656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673129798795918434" /></a>Walking on up to her door. He picked out his own back pack for school. Love how big it is!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3jEbC6ek4pWyji3F2-hENkZUYoEMmqO3BBHSXJD5_ddyMzgrZq0d-riLXUqglm8cymTi6LJlreBcjIDqjCeftjFmiYv9bJaKTc8iXb-wdc5ZLnJzOMHuW39LVs5yNNbE7PM_ONlwwQy9s/s1600/IMG_2654.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3jEbC6ek4pWyji3F2-hENkZUYoEMmqO3BBHSXJD5_ddyMzgrZq0d-riLXUqglm8cymTi6LJlreBcjIDqjCeftjFmiYv9bJaKTc8iXb-wdc5ZLnJzOMHuW39LVs5yNNbE7PM_ONlwwQy9s/s320/IMG_2654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673129793278630610" /></a>I love his first school picture by the door. His face is priceless!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSvDRpQ-VBd_9tgV0o6KTbMKTevmo0U83DvYvEUz1R91sI5NLGaFdEvmgRsS-dLModZzelldF5Spg4nXd1AfCZa45DD0gFnPk4W1v1sjNzH9Ke5gZEtZLfhwPJXvugSkCfqqQKP17fwG0/s1600/IMG_2650.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSvDRpQ-VBd_9tgV0o6KTbMKTevmo0U83DvYvEUz1R91sI5NLGaFdEvmgRsS-dLModZzelldF5Spg4nXd1AfCZa45DD0gFnPk4W1v1sjNzH9Ke5gZEtZLfhwPJXvugSkCfqqQKP17fwG0/s320/IMG_2650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673129789365360242" /></a>Yes my little buddy now goes to preschool! He is such a smart little boy. I know everybody says that but this little kid is hilarious with how smart he is. He uses logic and decisive reasoning when making decisions so it was more than time to find him a school to attend. Ms. Erin is his teacher at Early Bird Preschool and he loves every minute of it! He is learning so much! He cracks us up because he is so private with school... doesn't want to tell us about it! That's fine with me... It is his own special thing! Everyday he brings home some art project about what they learned that day and some home work that we can do together. He LOVES it!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-39182543257124251822011-11-09T14:18:00.001-08:002011-11-09T14:36:39.234-08:00Blake turned 3!Blake we love you more than you know! You are such a special kid and you have blessed our lives beyond any description! Happy Birthday my best little man! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6gi5ikXshkZ6pFhCKXLYiZfe0Fx4ly-XZ4NTXCUGdQbGsNcU4qWsMCWRzeELyW_5OAvQOU4pkCzZYOEnEqgZfnt-OeldNl4m6E8a8Z8b2N2zRPCprdSWiWAbR2tTYnFQrSwp5-0bC4hf/s1600/IMG_2610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE6gi5ikXshkZ6pFhCKXLYiZfe0Fx4ly-XZ4NTXCUGdQbGsNcU4qWsMCWRzeELyW_5OAvQOU4pkCzZYOEnEqgZfnt-OeldNl4m6E8a8Z8b2N2zRPCprdSWiWAbR2tTYnFQrSwp5-0bC4hf/s320/IMG_2610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126855271214866" /></a>What?? I am just enjoying my cake! :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfsJ7Icfsaopph1L2-rTTWoKVDoyWJmFt87pJZWQiB7vTQUl4WzivbwdMZfgLd1F6lRlyHUQCjf0hl_ECIOJI4rLzmnlcKFoUFW5-49QDcQV6Q-oJC8kZrayweMaNwe2VnKuIulnLQXIaY/s1600/IMG_2618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfsJ7Icfsaopph1L2-rTTWoKVDoyWJmFt87pJZWQiB7vTQUl4WzivbwdMZfgLd1F6lRlyHUQCjf0hl_ECIOJI4rLzmnlcKFoUFW5-49QDcQV6Q-oJC8kZrayweMaNwe2VnKuIulnLQXIaY/s320/IMG_2618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126835324967698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaI1NTDBq4kNn7KwAUdrxSgedfsEd5Q8wOCqW2Ja7OeX_mgNeayVNMUjV24leLFJvVrDzI1cfJwG4wJZsE-1gbAbEcHh-lnf97XuUjW27uW5SvYKLk0bDukyWU83W_E4s3kLc6OuimxsI/s1600/IMG_2612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKaI1NTDBq4kNn7KwAUdrxSgedfsEd5Q8wOCqW2Ja7OeX_mgNeayVNMUjV24leLFJvVrDzI1cfJwG4wJZsE-1gbAbEcHh-lnf97XuUjW27uW5SvYKLk0bDukyWU83W_E4s3kLc6OuimxsI/s320/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126831308225058" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrq0me53JNXlltLgQe5yGQn8UV_cfNwN74xaMGkSh20pIMR9DkCkpo8oPnCC1j32IvW-iBomDfQOwplYN2iViriFVhDU-WXFIe_PyAzTxhUeBCKmKZP4jTK7JCou1jeMI6bxRtoWn6CzzC/s1600/IMG_2608.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrq0me53JNXlltLgQe5yGQn8UV_cfNwN74xaMGkSh20pIMR9DkCkpo8oPnCC1j32IvW-iBomDfQOwplYN2iViriFVhDU-WXFIe_PyAzTxhUeBCKmKZP4jTK7JCou1jeMI6bxRtoWn6CzzC/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126825094812530" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUXZYHScOeVIM1kp_hHxwqbD1CqeokD-UgEnNYsw1jiKn__0Cp_byvomc5wppNGP6dVeVTNPOXJvXofVeFj5TRxxsuWEpDbSSL1Z2EL9cOW5MMRY990nLjMmXtkQlohSXhp7AFtoyJ5Ea1/s1600/IMG_2604.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUXZYHScOeVIM1kp_hHxwqbD1CqeokD-UgEnNYsw1jiKn__0Cp_byvomc5wppNGP6dVeVTNPOXJvXofVeFj5TRxxsuWEpDbSSL1Z2EL9cOW5MMRY990nLjMmXtkQlohSXhp7AFtoyJ5Ea1/s320/IMG_2604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126164878118082" /></a>Playing skeeball. He was loving it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFq0KhC_9jxdU3S4R5RQgrk8DFUz3XKKO_EscdwoDdATHUlGJ2fjX2dqWzja-FQW8vO0RvBP85oJMt_mJqLtzjFhHwjHKZ3O6h7izmaC77qOjUfrdM6gtiNA2WtV9xdBzvcG601T-Ghe1D/s1600/IMG_2598.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFq0KhC_9jxdU3S4R5RQgrk8DFUz3XKKO_EscdwoDdATHUlGJ2fjX2dqWzja-FQW8vO0RvBP85oJMt_mJqLtzjFhHwjHKZ3O6h7izmaC77qOjUfrdM6gtiNA2WtV9xdBzvcG601T-Ghe1D/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126155997137794" /></a>All of his best little buddies sitting down for pizza together. so cute!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ52SY1IlY6_Zep_MHjsNVwcDDABOCfq8rpiNwlo3K08L0OSjjCY24VtCG6dVOmp8dcp-ystyyahhCukkyLGkZ43ZHWfZl4GBRjqEbYqWv8KTP0XP4Blmgzcwt-T4Eqa7ZlTn9xHUFy46X/s1600/IMG_2596.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ52SY1IlY6_Zep_MHjsNVwcDDABOCfq8rpiNwlo3K08L0OSjjCY24VtCG6dVOmp8dcp-ystyyahhCukkyLGkZ43ZHWfZl4GBRjqEbYqWv8KTP0XP4Blmgzcwt-T4Eqa7ZlTn9xHUFy46X/s320/IMG_2596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126146214353874" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXu1A7tx_KWIrAVjnGepBd99K-JcbJfkZG9KMfgotX47NHeactdAJp-JX6R-fy2KTUs2GBbUZRwXeJdb8oJQIhLL6FJdGGbPz6X9wz1yswzgIar4YFNzDjs9vVkfGoU5I_H9Fj18Y3PZrH/s1600/IMG_2594.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXu1A7tx_KWIrAVjnGepBd99K-JcbJfkZG9KMfgotX47NHeactdAJp-JX6R-fy2KTUs2GBbUZRwXeJdb8oJQIhLL6FJdGGbPz6X9wz1yswzgIar4YFNzDjs9vVkfGoU5I_H9Fj18Y3PZrH/s320/IMG_2594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126144891212690" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuqui6amILPm7YQHt7CJJZNsjVDLUi-VSccWqkkrmaYftJimFrzvdr6VdN3uR0Pm_StMn8d9Nj6JhHmN1Uww75fdPUS9CgDjHL6P4_SJP8KtQ87GhSnXfbsCqeUbpnx___iJmykIuK9jg7/s1600/IMG_2593.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuqui6amILPm7YQHt7CJJZNsjVDLUi-VSccWqkkrmaYftJimFrzvdr6VdN3uR0Pm_StMn8d9Nj6JhHmN1Uww75fdPUS9CgDjHL6P4_SJP8KtQ87GhSnXfbsCqeUbpnx___iJmykIuK9jg7/s320/IMG_2593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673126139462236946" /></a>I am behind with my blog. Blake celebrated his third birthday on August 31st. He is such a big boy now! The theme was Jake and the Neverland Pirates and Cassy did a great job again with his cakes! So cute! We had his party and Peter Piper Pizza and it was a blast! Thanks to everyone who came to celebrate with us!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-5253540601779425982011-09-18T15:51:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:59:40.830-07:00Potty Training! A success!!<div><br /></div>Very proud of you little buddy! Way to go!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1rKudlnca83auS8_aWHDfP2NkPyjdwnlOan0gV37jIbvtj3smqkPgFH0-VKRPm40VfZe1Niap-qyY-lytfTC3bVhNKh2DJSMpnZjqdo-yIAN3dbCqZ1m3BIda3ciTH11RHWDwpJFGQXo/s1600/IMG_2592%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1rKudlnca83auS8_aWHDfP2NkPyjdwnlOan0gV37jIbvtj3smqkPgFH0-VKRPm40VfZe1Niap-qyY-lytfTC3bVhNKh2DJSMpnZjqdo-yIAN3dbCqZ1m3BIda3ciTH11RHWDwpJFGQXo/s320/IMG_2592%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653836412181790994" /></a>Picking out stickers for his reward! He also knew that once he started going potty than he would get to go to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pre</span> school! That starts tomorrow!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipmH7YJPQBZpjsYaFD5XlJU6ZzFOe-OMTkq_3gLxw-MtuyurCLsyz6Y2_0PMyxmrr5wNM-rUiQLd4g5PVti8lcvrgiPyvEpiViNM2WtRE4CgBGefOHyP3RPCzq_uKsz8gIGWdCusQemanE/s1600/IMG_2589%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipmH7YJPQBZpjsYaFD5XlJU6ZzFOe-OMTkq_3gLxw-MtuyurCLsyz6Y2_0PMyxmrr5wNM-rUiQLd4g5PVti8lcvrgiPyvEpiViNM2WtRE4CgBGefOHyP3RPCzq_uKsz8gIGWdCusQemanE/s320/IMG_2589%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653836404267022690" /></a>So proud! Showing daddy what he did!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuTWG81nZGWB9Sl0hTw80paY13l1aBAfuWaumgVO1inzuNBjmUsFEkbmHrnDpBbCR603RjJdITq-mrNotpPy2bXlTTjOFjoi4fFQFGx67loZLJUe21vEhf5EbUXnL2Xjao33yQkABk_ks_/s1600/IMG_2587%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuTWG81nZGWB9Sl0hTw80paY13l1aBAfuWaumgVO1inzuNBjmUsFEkbmHrnDpBbCR603RjJdITq-mrNotpPy2bXlTTjOFjoi4fFQFGx67loZLJUe21vEhf5EbUXnL2Xjao33yQkABk_ks_/s320/IMG_2587%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653836395927873618" /></a>I decided that it was past time to start potty training this little kiddo... so Blake and I blocked off 3 days and dedicated our lives to the cause! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haha</span>. By using sticker charts, skittles, a timer (every 10 minutes), and lots of recognition we finally made it! I was so proud of him and he was so proud of himself! It took a little while to go #2 but going #1 was not really an issue. Hardly any accidents and we would wake up dry almost every day from nap and even from the night. Once he finally decided that going #2 in the potty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">wasn't</span> scary anymore we have not had any accidents at all and he wakes up dry every day and every morning! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">YAY</span>! I am not going to lie... this was hard for me (probably because I waited until I was 8 months pregnant to accomplish this mile stone.) But ever since he has gone on the potty Blake has been so happy and so proud of himself! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">WOOHOO</span>!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-43016697728956908072011-09-18T15:38:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:49:51.019-07:00Baking a cake!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnRdVeemg5mSJqYeenCCxtok2OCEjCZnhvGMrvSkQRZHN9KDXQ_yADX70uOrFlPfLDbpNR6p_-16e8rqWrKZ9cJQ5BK8XeF4GGiI4BhjcGCwFvVJcjz1KXeUCKu6Sx4eTIuawtrPeMLug/s1600/IMG_2586%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdnRdVeemg5mSJqYeenCCxtok2OCEjCZnhvGMrvSkQRZHN9KDXQ_yADX70uOrFlPfLDbpNR6p_-16e8rqWrKZ9cJQ5BK8XeF4GGiI4BhjcGCwFvVJcjz1KXeUCKu6Sx4eTIuawtrPeMLug/s320/IMG_2586%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653835060112556034" /></a>End result: A yummy cake! And yes that is how he smiles when he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doesn't</span> really want to smile!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZg38shWZhEuIWJf61xmBwRPfIOikNyEryvVbZ9zSDFv_pGlPR4tNhlhTbgyAzevHB05W6N_LnX5ZKOeIqCAbbodCH0O0ZyXpTn-LyXkEhK7A2xJUkkc-_ij4sThdbAv8Djmrg6le1fQK5/s1600/IMG_2580%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZg38shWZhEuIWJf61xmBwRPfIOikNyEryvVbZ9zSDFv_pGlPR4tNhlhTbgyAzevHB05W6N_LnX5ZKOeIqCAbbodCH0O0ZyXpTn-LyXkEhK7A2xJUkkc-_ij4sThdbAv8Djmrg6le1fQK5/s320/IMG_2580%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653835058437938066" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgIXjItvSsxroKNz_WhYVjIuBUPzgoJjimiKGWn8lhWl7qdBXLppfqkeVZXg4Sf_7RCfWRFGolrBSjwQZ1vWfvZ_4Dp-2X2OybzxyctDUuh9IDeGfvIsKxZGz1zLw6Ze7_iLIuMIrSQAQ/s1600/IMG_2579%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgIXjItvSsxroKNz_WhYVjIuBUPzgoJjimiKGWn8lhWl7qdBXLppfqkeVZXg4Sf_7RCfWRFGolrBSjwQZ1vWfvZ_4Dp-2X2OybzxyctDUuh9IDeGfvIsKxZGz1zLw6Ze7_iLIuMIrSQAQ/s320/IMG_2579%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653835054450872882" /></a>I love the excitement on his face in this picture! He was having so much fun!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCRHSF1c8VioslhrqhQKDVDwxYBCLB0JMzGVar3SsXHASX3PaByjKp3K7W2IeZ63QiUZtEpYgM7_bkWo2bnhDOlCOGJD-Zul65DbUkTaF0YM72_WHf5TQ5Ajq6Ykp-c6D_MuLOUB8TJI2/s1600/IMG_2577%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCRHSF1c8VioslhrqhQKDVDwxYBCLB0JMzGVar3SsXHASX3PaByjKp3K7W2IeZ63QiUZtEpYgM7_bkWo2bnhDOlCOGJD-Zul65DbUkTaF0YM72_WHf5TQ5Ajq6Ykp-c6D_MuLOUB8TJI2/s320/IMG_2577%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653835050601348034" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB7r2wTRKQ9rNc9jX3Y154UeZ1MtqNsVafQx2cu9nvfKvH9EzOUfEb8Z1130M7Ty94IBvAz-C6PmEwNRWcDKmT8t3mepiVIWVtT8pgNlXFcCah7EjLppiA0E97qRuWNLRktc1R92rGjJrD/s1600/IMG_2575%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB7r2wTRKQ9rNc9jX3Y154UeZ1MtqNsVafQx2cu9nvfKvH9EzOUfEb8Z1130M7Ty94IBvAz-C6PmEwNRWcDKmT8t3mepiVIWVtT8pgNlXFcCah7EjLppiA0E97qRuWNLRktc1R92rGjJrD/s320/IMG_2575%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653835044555101026" /></a>Blake loves to help! It <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doesn't</span> matter what we are doing he wants to be right there helping us! He had so much fun baking a cake with dad! Mitch is such a wonderful dad. He never loses his patience with Blake and makes sure that Blake knows how special and important he is!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-5349288357973703772011-09-18T15:34:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:37:51.302-07:00Self Portraits..Love you little buddy! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtmBdxmBAt6s-S77A7nigXgbZUifzrR6Pw4AyXpQVKKrMBHKgy29DJKl1WitC6rycW37os-Nr0tACFI0x6v3f1BpoPjV5WXyypprHLlnzaby7SRZRX1lTMHUzUV69XugwH4_93FgNtuO4/s1600/IMG_2548%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtmBdxmBAt6s-S77A7nigXgbZUifzrR6Pw4AyXpQVKKrMBHKgy29DJKl1WitC6rycW37os-Nr0tACFI0x6v3f1BpoPjV5WXyypprHLlnzaby7SRZRX1lTMHUzUV69XugwH4_93FgNtuO4/s320/IMG_2548%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653832100910686050" /></a>Full chipmunk cheeks!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgMrCaipUIC37ChFCu2LyNYXC6sKkpydfoY1gnb974QV-FU_nIBTA1dKZ5vbNL_ijnrWb4-J5LpPArNmXX7JNIGxWhb8TQaeH_0eO7O5KRGCDGhIBnCnqDw6cOgEr0KY5dvPyL1el3uAcA/s1600/IMG_2546%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgMrCaipUIC37ChFCu2LyNYXC6sKkpydfoY1gnb974QV-FU_nIBTA1dKZ5vbNL_ijnrWb4-J5LpPArNmXX7JNIGxWhb8TQaeH_0eO7O5KRGCDGhIBnCnqDw6cOgEr0KY5dvPyL1el3uAcA/s320/IMG_2546%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653832095558990818" /></a>Big BITE!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBYDVlib5NQDDopKGCkf91pCllfrm_DR9-XUut1pOsUs2XXVoTKXY9MYhunIkqktG3F9LfkJ8PmcBBHl8Ef69d4LJQRHMsYNzInfz-AKYjHD-ipFsCOpk6S7q4XjJkWU122IVfPgLCKIm8/s1600/IMG_2547%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBYDVlib5NQDDopKGCkf91pCllfrm_DR9-XUut1pOsUs2XXVoTKXY9MYhunIkqktG3F9LfkJ8PmcBBHl8Ef69d4LJQRHMsYNzInfz-AKYjHD-ipFsCOpk6S7q4XjJkWU122IVfPgLCKIm8/s320/IMG_2547%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653832088975910098" /></a>I love random funny <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">surprises</span>! Blake sometime got a hold of the camera while eating a yogurt and took some pictures of the event. It must have been one delicious yogurt! He is so funny! Seriously when I found this I started laughing out loud! So fun and so cute!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-5682532319277735322011-09-18T15:26:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:33:59.439-07:00Lagoon!We had such a fun trip! We met up with Grandpa Greg, Cameron, Becky, and their kids and had a great day! I must say I did pretty good for being 7 months <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">prego</span>! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACz5T4As_SGkilSPgAOAFTH_zJbpyuIyXzZvDKCnMy-1fBnk0x93HVIJU_EqtnbyMZnoahFUaNE9mzruL-1YXzCyEqzeGB1D-ijyQZ0hpoKlcnqJSZyxKpGMFv7j1t_h6TY8pqAnq6FUZ/s1600/IMG_2539%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACz5T4As_SGkilSPgAOAFTH_zJbpyuIyXzZvDKCnMy-1fBnk0x93HVIJU_EqtnbyMZnoahFUaNE9mzruL-1YXzCyEqzeGB1D-ijyQZ0hpoKlcnqJSZyxKpGMFv7j1t_h6TY8pqAnq6FUZ/s320/IMG_2539%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653830157360458034" /></a>Flying the helicopter! Loving life!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWiLBY3qtfVWSxfGBCP_K24jmHkIVSzprYjYiyZVVw_kPaStqHMkp5NbQrmnSwdQltHlBy_0rXTPLKaJ-mpAyWvc8wUrX13wDdyS5NwcKfUJPl7tvvEsfBK9iRjGXuIHrzYcjU8vYX69t/s1600/IMG_2528%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWiLBY3qtfVWSxfGBCP_K24jmHkIVSzprYjYiyZVVw_kPaStqHMkp5NbQrmnSwdQltHlBy_0rXTPLKaJ-mpAyWvc8wUrX13wDdyS5NwcKfUJPl7tvvEsfBK9iRjGXuIHrzYcjU8vYX69t/s320/IMG_2528%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653830153621794786" /></a>Loved the boat ride!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6zE7Hzhy1p0kjJwh41SQWnjIqoJVY_m1qSAMXVQkiCF9ekshltfV_5gx_8aeX11kNcFZ8gCrtjXVRhVAIc-TdSTNsAwWOvZf47sY7uGrwHVjuGqxs-DeBPcIejp0jx9T8A2HLQF_E6nlz/s1600/IMG_2522%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6zE7Hzhy1p0kjJwh41SQWnjIqoJVY_m1qSAMXVQkiCF9ekshltfV_5gx_8aeX11kNcFZ8gCrtjXVRhVAIc-TdSTNsAwWOvZf47sY7uGrwHVjuGqxs-DeBPcIejp0jx9T8A2HLQF_E6nlz/s320/IMG_2522%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653830149943524258" /></a>Getting ready for take off!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGWCmzqM8gTdbV32WtdNDCBjpWRsYCmZaVTJSAY03Bg5-KgcnEKrahmCLBjHUSoPNS_OiKpEZILHKP9OghXKDBIq2z72exKzqqNw9Necm76fJwBHixbAcLeuJweI8EeQV99QYFP7HFfot/s1600/IMG_2520%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGWCmzqM8gTdbV32WtdNDCBjpWRsYCmZaVTJSAY03Bg5-KgcnEKrahmCLBjHUSoPNS_OiKpEZILHKP9OghXKDBIq2z72exKzqqNw9Necm76fJwBHixbAcLeuJweI8EeQV99QYFP7HFfot/s320/IMG_2520%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653830143401516050" /></a>This is one of my all time favorite pictures of Blake. He was so excited to get on his first ride! So stinking cute!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_DaI9liejq9dMWBLH9Mwc2SjxbJT98xhD8oh8G1FXUsMyRARwwjVSIUWm0H5bt39rLK5muvXe72_BgVKwtyZLAczJL1LgXowbmQ813NQMjKeyXM1NbiO0BqMiygmX8A6Bu9bPgMCEVzZu/s1600/IMG_2518%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_DaI9liejq9dMWBLH9Mwc2SjxbJT98xhD8oh8G1FXUsMyRARwwjVSIUWm0H5bt39rLK5muvXe72_BgVKwtyZLAczJL1LgXowbmQ813NQMjKeyXM1NbiO0BqMiygmX8A6Bu9bPgMCEVzZu/s320/IMG_2518%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653830138033520946" /></a>In Utah they have a fun theme park called Lagoon! I love this because they have rides for little kids and they can go on them without a parent! Blake was so excited which was awesome because we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">were not</span> sure how he was gong to do. As you can see he was all about it! So Much FUN!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-83241800114983207332011-09-18T15:16:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:25:02.960-07:00Iron SpringsIt was a great trip! Lots of fun memories!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCteH5vHrwZW8civXjehwSu_WHiq_jFtZIQ-CtS7sHMTJCQGEzpUECoww5knYkl_8JRDEL51IzCbOI2jIbQp_YkGebInwHeFiWkStCoWu4uHwtGAE3J3oWKQFyrUSsdNy8XMc-RPIofBAU/s1600/IMG_2514%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCteH5vHrwZW8civXjehwSu_WHiq_jFtZIQ-CtS7sHMTJCQGEzpUECoww5knYkl_8JRDEL51IzCbOI2jIbQp_YkGebInwHeFiWkStCoWu4uHwtGAE3J3oWKQFyrUSsdNy8XMc-RPIofBAU/s320/IMG_2514%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653828067428485762" /></a>Driving on the little roads with dad! He loves to do anything that daddy does!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyB4nwOdj4JgqOlMgx9LjgTm-zyLJorih3ATNM1SlEklRHhi0MGvtDTHKF7RX78Z89nHDxiIKiB3bwI5HHROB-KH9UjGovlTfsk2yiWr3VGoK541jJeABpj3LC-nlAfdKIx5PVoa9nE6Mx/s1600/IMG_2499%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyB4nwOdj4JgqOlMgx9LjgTm-zyLJorih3ATNM1SlEklRHhi0MGvtDTHKF7RX78Z89nHDxiIKiB3bwI5HHROB-KH9UjGovlTfsk2yiWr3VGoK541jJeABpj3LC-nlAfdKIx5PVoa9nE6Mx/s320/IMG_2499%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653827851989284306" /></a>Spending some time with Grandpa Wayne teaching him how to use his flashlight :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2IhbmDaPKDRsP2QiXRL8kGtV2XUTU2Np9TaJUwnd7pihXITECq6s5xVF-ZmrQ9jlrCSyBC5Ejyaz65FM_YxgpFmExMlIbxoCnKXmWTSCTPSNTfMzHhzvypP5Jo_pod9AtnC3SY45VPI_/s1600/IMG_2495%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS2IhbmDaPKDRsP2QiXRL8kGtV2XUTU2Np9TaJUwnd7pihXITECq6s5xVF-ZmrQ9jlrCSyBC5Ejyaz65FM_YxgpFmExMlIbxoCnKXmWTSCTPSNTfMzHhzvypP5Jo_pod9AtnC3SY45VPI_/s320/IMG_2495%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653827845758157810" /></a>Showing off his big catch!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8shjWUEOXMfkFuXsF3ZRtQDw6MtX8-QxIioQXueVYlPzqN0dZRBjdDPIhQw6I_P5b1r_ra2FMVtMpY3fECN4IMKjhAkYzkfKbdgIwkvjnjh3CDq6-k-BCbhhyphenhyphenWLACFJT7xwpjVD3X9Gp/s1600/IMG_2493%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8shjWUEOXMfkFuXsF3ZRtQDw6MtX8-QxIioQXueVYlPzqN0dZRBjdDPIhQw6I_P5b1r_ra2FMVtMpY3fECN4IMKjhAkYzkfKbdgIwkvjnjh3CDq6-k-BCbhhyphenhyphenWLACFJT7xwpjVD3X9Gp/s320/IMG_2493%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653827842144666290" /></a>Caught the first fish of the day! He was so proud and so excited! And so were we!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtqzKcpH-csZHijIB0CuQdP4CLh7-icgheewyIQTGTcMwluYHEJG3O6E9-2eYRaxHGQxXLfAM9jdHIEQyaZDcooyOre9Pi6vZSt8DIscZu7kWUvSemsQiM-aoufCRQTsOKlNFZ00ufKGqb/s1600/IMG_2487%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtqzKcpH-csZHijIB0CuQdP4CLh7-icgheewyIQTGTcMwluYHEJG3O6E9-2eYRaxHGQxXLfAM9jdHIEQyaZDcooyOre9Pi6vZSt8DIscZu7kWUvSemsQiM-aoufCRQTsOKlNFZ00ufKGqb/s320/IMG_2487%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653827841052921394" /></a>Nice self portrait!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTxBsenQ2dk_Nl8IPvsh2iYXD-6uUNF5HpValC1yfGb5YxHchvAetsOPLosMSL8QvoU0zD2M3AbXXhIcjdSOI7ne64MwALfE-jR18yAsrS594-E598d_xINjuqgFnX6d4rZ06De-LtTeLc/s1600/IMG_2479%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTxBsenQ2dk_Nl8IPvsh2iYXD-6uUNF5HpValC1yfGb5YxHchvAetsOPLosMSL8QvoU0zD2M3AbXXhIcjdSOI7ne64MwALfE-jR18yAsrS594-E598d_xINjuqgFnX6d4rZ06De-LtTeLc/s320/IMG_2479%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653827838875226306" /></a>My favorite place to go camping is in Utah called Iron Springs! I loved going there growing up and I love that my family has been a few times too! Blake loves to go fishing!! He has his own fishing pole and all! He was so much fun for this trip! Anything that he could do to help and make it so we had smooth sailing during the camp out he was all about!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-27804496665696023572011-09-18T15:12:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:15:22.310-07:00Last Day of Disneyland<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicE0bGrH0vG6h1FTvS1CXQko2vM7s7nWI403sAQjLSfLiqI4l1bi0qAh1iVQ4mZ3Cqu1zlBfMuxR4IogIfFbZwgaAkGPivJHVYqS7bGZmTw4WgBu0YYpczc2g7C2PM-_L4DTreFPIfeMJ1/s1600/IMG_2464%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicE0bGrH0vG6h1FTvS1CXQko2vM7s7nWI403sAQjLSfLiqI4l1bi0qAh1iVQ4mZ3Cqu1zlBfMuxR4IogIfFbZwgaAkGPivJHVYqS7bGZmTw4WgBu0YYpczc2g7C2PM-_L4DTreFPIfeMJ1/s320/IMG_2464%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653826395088437138" /></a>We had such a wonderful family vacation to Disneyland!! It was so great to spend time with Grandpa Greg, Cameron, Becky, Aidan, Ross, and Emilee! Thank you family for joining us for a wonderful family vacation! Love you all!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-66278334487806839012011-09-18T15:02:00.000-07:002011-09-18T15:11:58.297-07:00Day at the Beach!Nice shot of me and my hubby! Great day! I love my family! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6vgTi7T7sHEq8WaIQk6SXWC5U-hqjlDCsR9O7YtQ28e87drJcf015CiUGIPSGsnCITYy3Zf7gcnMkjn_ND-nHpL1JnnLg2nGTAvvx7u56m0JrddgO-UMNw5LcrtnT0MZ4vx96uqPUiC9y/s1600/IMG_2453%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6vgTi7T7sHEq8WaIQk6SXWC5U-hqjlDCsR9O7YtQ28e87drJcf015CiUGIPSGsnCITYy3Zf7gcnMkjn_ND-nHpL1JnnLg2nGTAvvx7u56m0JrddgO-UMNw5LcrtnT0MZ4vx96uqPUiC9y/s320/IMG_2453%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824937273939554" /></a>Grandpa Greg and Blake. Blake was having the time of his little life with Grandpa Greg. They were pretend surfing!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4ooiI6BYlahqRZf5gKX7Su2aXx_4aE_CU9C4_tY-Z-5TjLJaQPpIzrD1EHzehEj2S3BAXLwqFZseiNZDjh3XqswbFGU9jv1wltbemQ3aIMDAvwBrOxgpnX3eOZpwTnHqA7A-jsVHK5jM/s1600/IMG_2451%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4ooiI6BYlahqRZf5gKX7Su2aXx_4aE_CU9C4_tY-Z-5TjLJaQPpIzrD1EHzehEj2S3BAXLwqFZseiNZDjh3XqswbFGU9jv1wltbemQ3aIMDAvwBrOxgpnX3eOZpwTnHqA7A-jsVHK5jM/s320/IMG_2451%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824634008649394" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8unR0zUQVNaEDdHazvwi4W8eKYYdd1YYc6oxNWT7Bj4Rrw1A55sBIi4PorZHyCE6-H1tfyuMIF4i8fhfaZd0p3yEzRMlv2P5sbmd2gVRcVZsi-3eZmR-kULiNyNQ2fotPTULiP2cbv3u/s1600/IMG_2444%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8unR0zUQVNaEDdHazvwi4W8eKYYdd1YYc6oxNWT7Bj4Rrw1A55sBIi4PorZHyCE6-H1tfyuMIF4i8fhfaZd0p3yEzRMlv2P5sbmd2gVRcVZsi-3eZmR-kULiNyNQ2fotPTULiP2cbv3u/s320/IMG_2444%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824627110503938" /></a>Me and Becky. As Blake would say aunt Bucky. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu4AVvDrKX11_m8mjBynItuYViH9EsfEh_CeZft3wDegnXtvaQn4flv32to8kOdYyKkccJXdSPL5aUkixof-lIJbK7Rx8f2g96yDBql-9btKfepDtxPNEdhVTKmsgUAkGnSgjuAv2c5y2F/s1600/IMG_2442%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu4AVvDrKX11_m8mjBynItuYViH9EsfEh_CeZft3wDegnXtvaQn4flv32to8kOdYyKkccJXdSPL5aUkixof-lIJbK7Rx8f2g96yDBql-9btKfepDtxPNEdhVTKmsgUAkGnSgjuAv2c5y2F/s320/IMG_2442%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824619944085698" /></a>Blake with his cousins checking out the scenery!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMVKQXDL0OlE9cI0KBHPgkZCfAT3esi9MZEqIsZ7JE9Qb8bzbdtvzlc06amsM0Q98gzxqyTMZTLsbzCY7jr0PJyQbrRVJPbdZwQlfgyEqhppwK4qExC3VsIjcAeiZ9ZYe5IeIQSasYdiGh/s1600/IMG_2431%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMVKQXDL0OlE9cI0KBHPgkZCfAT3esi9MZEqIsZ7JE9Qb8bzbdtvzlc06amsM0Q98gzxqyTMZTLsbzCY7jr0PJyQbrRVJPbdZwQlfgyEqhppwK4qExC3VsIjcAeiZ9ZYe5IeIQSasYdiGh/s320/IMG_2431%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824615086031602" /></a>I love getting pictures of Mitch and Blake walking side by side. So cute!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRv6v2n7L-6z2TuUqPeAeAQXa1oNIZ2xJjNsLIyQDUtbZMU69To__QZe8eM4_wXtMc05CfRRHSfKD3zdsltFKC70HVZV6t0oLGkdTMBFoFnAkeEezOmM-Ws2ibjtoT_F8F4wizJkDlypCA/s1600/IMG_2429%255B2%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRv6v2n7L-6z2TuUqPeAeAQXa1oNIZ2xJjNsLIyQDUtbZMU69To__QZe8eM4_wXtMc05CfRRHSfKD3zdsltFKC70HVZV6t0oLGkdTMBFoFnAkeEezOmM-Ws2ibjtoT_F8F4wizJkDlypCA/s320/IMG_2429%255B2%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653824610551144226" /></a>Part two of our California trip was spent at the beach! We had such a great day splashing in the water and soaking up the sun! Blake <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wasn't</span> too sure of the cold water at first but then we had a hard time pulling him away! It was a very fun day!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-22453688002700542842011-08-20T18:20:00.000-07:002011-08-20T18:23:57.351-07:00Finding the Beauty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6x4qgRJMiSuVjEPe51gsccjCuMGdkz2tWu9c2epZnht9OysqnQOzJkp8eYB1lC3owBcyk3cv_h3OIg29VakLSpjKTMerivl7uhDzX37FHIsY8dEHQOmZFtMhUcyORq8q9o-qg5RhCOEMw/s1600/Prego+Saying.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6x4qgRJMiSuVjEPe51gsccjCuMGdkz2tWu9c2epZnht9OysqnQOzJkp8eYB1lC3owBcyk3cv_h3OIg29VakLSpjKTMerivl7uhDzX37FHIsY8dEHQOmZFtMhUcyORq8q9o-qg5RhCOEMw/s320/Prego+Saying.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643112988954711666" /></a>So I found this quote online today... and for those moms who aren't blessed with stretchmarks I still think you can relate. But for me... I have lots of marks. And although I used to not be able to even look at them they now remind me of my precious blessings that I have been given. So blessed to be a mom and so excited to meet our newest addition! Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-58224211869617497482011-07-30T16:08:00.000-07:002011-07-31T19:15:52.981-07:00Disneyland trip Part 1 2011<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52WNGkdlg61xY_QMoaBh2bWHeAB74Q86MNbqyEQMQ71ftSPsf3MkGUxj-lGbH6IbPcXkz0msDp26VD4FlQaTWTLRC7hpAKP2zEFtL8EDDAtD2IayOYxxygZD9U6VOryIdBhH7OwolHgQk/s1600/IMG_2420%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290504606516930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52WNGkdlg61xY_QMoaBh2bWHeAB74Q86MNbqyEQMQ71ftSPsf3MkGUxj-lGbH6IbPcXkz0msDp26VD4FlQaTWTLRC7hpAKP2zEFtL8EDDAtD2IayOYxxygZD9U6VOryIdBhH7OwolHgQk/s320/IMG_2420%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>Blake dancing with all the friends! Blake couldn't stop staring at Minnie's shoes. haha. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzHW55huXvc6lJuF_uWe61WQ3OX-PyDsYumWHfq3OVqvtW-qv3MzJySzs-OndfilM1rUwfGJOLPuxp91Rtq-RdrgTGpoYbfppwRmNQTRXG_TWOUHlj_hmsWlynuWEGllTOWK14T9Les0-/s1600/IMG_2418%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290500934106562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBzHW55huXvc6lJuF_uWe61WQ3OX-PyDsYumWHfq3OVqvtW-qv3MzJySzs-OndfilM1rUwfGJOLPuxp91Rtq-RdrgTGpoYbfppwRmNQTRXG_TWOUHlj_hmsWlynuWEGllTOWK14T9Les0-/s320/IMG_2418%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>Then he was all about Minnie Mouse. He loved her just as much!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Yhyphenhyphen3q2jMKvWEottZorbFLycOmpzRWijz3pU1Yfs6cSwDWm0ELMDzr8IkmUVdeidnrJlldnDYJWRlAdd7ljjCt-wQKIGmA2J2xwczCvq6MVqWF0f5dORT9vYNP8GLwPXwv4lxFX4kWCfH/s1600/IMG_2412%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290494883270850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Yhyphenhyphen3q2jMKvWEottZorbFLycOmpzRWijz3pU1Yfs6cSwDWm0ELMDzr8IkmUVdeidnrJlldnDYJWRlAdd7ljjCt-wQKIGmA2J2xwczCvq6MVqWF0f5dORT9vYNP8GLwPXwv4lxFX4kWCfH/s320/IMG_2412%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>He hugged Mickey for about 5 minutes straight. I had to pry him away. It was so sweet. I didn't know if he would be scared or excited and he definitely was happy!<br /><div><div><div><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290490381299490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCXEZab-z8UEA_ffFqdikkKpB1ve_hxiBs8dkjOEn97lWipJ3krXMaDo06H3ccGEj0C3DNHrWTgYutsf0PcLvzaLEJJQ7uS-yRM6i3ltlwLLD8U0xSZRiGOdVF7OIftoiuHJQywSDy5CqJ/s320/IMG_2406%255B1%255D.JPG" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JySdSDjurvZ9q-Mz6bLeQm_ZdT3fy41UAgdAisAUoV_TjZV-IGrt5EHddWXx3ytowH0YkYEfgfMCV32UyfvPupqydYTD_2T34JY1pJ4e4Ca4aMvYusK-x7GoIvZAcUrTQw2B-YCqWxus/s1600/IMG_2408%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635290486969872034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JySdSDjurvZ9q-Mz6bLeQm_ZdT3fy41UAgdAisAUoV_TjZV-IGrt5EHddWXx3ytowH0YkYEfgfMCV32UyfvPupqydYTD_2T34JY1pJ4e4Ca4aMvYusK-x7GoIvZAcUrTQw2B-YCqWxus/s320/IMG_2408%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>The one and only thing that I absolutely wanted to do was to have breakfast with Mickey and friends. It was so much fun! All of the Disney characters come in and meet all of the kids while we have breakfast. Yep... Blake was in heaven!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzms8EVuUiR60RbOcBohxvgDPqLvVI3YeoIe_eFBTsNJ5GZXV2aGeGtpfjmnRUuXEQwfc7VuLBUv6J4CCCtfXah_nuEPkHII4t2gPi8OO-RZMyMffjHdLgKjWgVLNGwG4xyzsxPRZ11Nty/s1600/IMG_2402%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288119398344178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzms8EVuUiR60RbOcBohxvgDPqLvVI3YeoIe_eFBTsNJ5GZXV2aGeGtpfjmnRUuXEQwfc7VuLBUv6J4CCCtfXah_nuEPkHII4t2gPi8OO-RZMyMffjHdLgKjWgVLNGwG4xyzsxPRZ11Nty/s320/IMG_2402%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>We stopped to watch a couple of live Disney shows. Blake was so happy! He was participating and singing and dancing along with all of his favorites from Disney channel.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQGWq8cMRVrzLeEEl7pqudybMppwzYBZ5uHTqBEDHv1A5nuYrf0TogfHzifvpzi6xHBdjfLCehu-_aN4ISRquqCdaZxWmkHyxZmG2cQBapl3_XLuS750L28pWZ95C8pOWtomFAtw9j-ZC/s1600/IMG_2387%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288116402103458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQGWq8cMRVrzLeEEl7pqudybMppwzYBZ5uHTqBEDHv1A5nuYrf0TogfHzifvpzi6xHBdjfLCehu-_aN4ISRquqCdaZxWmkHyxZmG2cQBapl3_XLuS750L28pWZ95C8pOWtomFAtw9j-ZC/s320/IMG_2387%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a></div><div>I swear I have never seen Blake more happy than when he first met Mickey Mouse. I got a bit emotional about it. It was pretty sweet.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_PP7uHyPym-CULuwh8Y5ZuFq5A52MqqUhf1lGuvG090Hjsz7bmPpkkOmOJzf62AefQXRbY8tydV1s6GjQW7ffA8d1Tw6fbUEgT13b4FfE0fSPyqCXrOZnmgAjxmkhOhOlZG5REOok9dl-/s1600/IMG_2386%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288111904209282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_PP7uHyPym-CULuwh8Y5ZuFq5A52MqqUhf1lGuvG090Hjsz7bmPpkkOmOJzf62AefQXRbY8tydV1s6GjQW7ffA8d1Tw6fbUEgT13b4FfE0fSPyqCXrOZnmgAjxmkhOhOlZG5REOok9dl-/s320/IMG_2386%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>Pretty much the only ride I made it on... yes a kid ride made me nauseous. Gotta love being prego!<br /></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5kbvpC7z6b25CuFFsPNc0LOaucDra6mljFEJv5o_uh-xjLkike8DPJOTo_kpn5Tfv4UBSKEv-SDH7Stk5JfYXI0kYVGRp61Q8ALvwQ3cc-B_rzVpaiINmp-5-rokv3Io07K2QPzMsN3ar/s1600/IMG_2362%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288108296554370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5kbvpC7z6b25CuFFsPNc0LOaucDra6mljFEJv5o_uh-xjLkike8DPJOTo_kpn5Tfv4UBSKEv-SDH7Stk5JfYXI0kYVGRp61Q8ALvwQ3cc-B_rzVpaiINmp-5-rokv3Io07K2QPzMsN3ar/s320/IMG_2362%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>Blake's favorite ride was the Ferris wheel! He asked to go on it many times!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisK5uUS0xUREzt517PcPOzlYsc_FmhFs0Ws5c_om1mMgSnyxOe53hx4qXO2k8UTworqYRERSRNwkzYHYTckm5WH2koitpq0Re5lBhISp6YY0yTeDLOApNxl1dwmp-kAeAXCT4OHSiHMTHD/s1600/IMG_2379%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635288102447790306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisK5uUS0xUREzt517PcPOzlYsc_FmhFs0Ws5c_om1mMgSnyxOe53hx4qXO2k8UTworqYRERSRNwkzYHYTckm5WH2koitpq0Re5lBhISp6YY0yTeDLOApNxl1dwmp-kAeAXCT4OHSiHMTHD/s320/IMG_2379%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a>Back in May we took our family vacation to Disneyland! I am so happy that we went! Blake loves Mickey Mouse and he was in heaven the entire time we were there! We met up with Mitch's brother Cameron and his family and his Dad. It was a great family vacation full of lots of special memories!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-1039522687097736512011-06-01T21:00:00.000-07:002011-06-01T21:02:36.238-07:00It's a BOY!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEaBhNlIg2FQb78fg6-N2WU82MNDtxGrYNSqc9zIUkwHFyb2HL9f_KGtVzFZsD0qqpCcAFh1EIDcKhWezf1fCBmj18vf2neHoZ2S_e61X3QqRtoj-ISrxSNm2EkN3mHhZSxoKGrkCXF3W/s1600/BABY+BOY.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613467411424663970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTEaBhNlIg2FQb78fg6-N2WU82MNDtxGrYNSqc9zIUkwHFyb2HL9f_KGtVzFZsD0qqpCcAFh1EIDcKhWezf1fCBmj18vf2neHoZ2S_e61X3QqRtoj-ISrxSNm2EkN3mHhZSxoKGrkCXF3W/s320/BABY+BOY.JPG" /></a> I guess this is the first <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">embarrassing</span> shot of our new little man! YES that is right we are having another little BOY! I am SO excited about his arrival! He is measuring right on target to be due October 16<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>! We took Blake with us to the ultra sound and he was so cute watching the screen! I can not wait for them to be little buddies. Blake will be such a great BIG brother to a sweet little boy!<br /><br /><div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-15132508120788541292011-04-02T17:36:00.000-07:002011-04-02T17:43:01.090-07:00Baby #2!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4BaNE3M-xGhDOxwXSdHPg-BfF7uGzyMSp9UO294Xwi2TMkX5VXoXPjsaemMFoEcaiR2KXdQSljEKiqhLUjGcnyZLc6CpI4z4FSC-WD8QbmraDYUzXBbWCUgDUDXTSdenGjsBoJw-ZVmt/s1600/2011-03-30_11-30-31_665.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591150692160466386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR4BaNE3M-xGhDOxwXSdHPg-BfF7uGzyMSp9UO294Xwi2TMkX5VXoXPjsaemMFoEcaiR2KXdQSljEKiqhLUjGcnyZLc6CpI4z4FSC-WD8QbmraDYUzXBbWCUgDUDXTSdenGjsBoJw-ZVmt/s320/2011-03-30_11-30-31_665.jpg" /></a>I am so excited to say that we are expecting number 2 due October 16, 2011! YEA! It was so much fun to see this little person and to hear the heart beat! Everything is looking good and we are both so excited! Blake <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">doesn't</span> quite understand but he does know that a baby is in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mommy's</span> tummy... he will be such a cute big brother! Wish us luck!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-12443230306315645522011-01-17T18:22:00.001-08:002011-01-17T18:34:28.173-08:00PF Changs Half Marathon 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsoWpONZvO8VSXBf4ebssMXY3V4NOBY3CkdFF4vVd6_yWMVmYBWx-INb6VmGPqSwZnEp0Arh1c1CukSa3dcu7eWC0MjcSacWNUvObux-oI3Uq3XnYa-nJyVuMW7Pl3S2W9qM9Ola_sS6a/s1600/IMG_2193%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563345823727161522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsoWpONZvO8VSXBf4ebssMXY3V4NOBY3CkdFF4vVd6_yWMVmYBWx-INb6VmGPqSwZnEp0Arh1c1CukSa3dcu7eWC0MjcSacWNUvObux-oI3Uq3XnYa-nJyVuMW7Pl3S2W9qM9Ola_sS6a/s320/IMG_2193%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a>I did it! I ran 13.1 miles without stopping in 2 hours and 20 minutes! My original goal was to finish in 2 hrs and 30 minutes without stopping and I beat it by 10 minutes! YEA! Oh my gosh I was so happy! Everyone says you are addicted after you do one and I am. It was a lot of fun! My friend David is one of the best friends I have ever had. He trained with me, motivated me, and stuck with me the entire race! We had a blast running this together! I was pretty nervous <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">because</span> the most that I ran before the race was 10 miles. I can not tell you how accomplished I felt when I ran through the finish line... it was Amazing. There is something about having the people you love cheering you on at the finish. You get this crazy surge of adrenaline and you realize that you can finish this. It was awesome because I did this, I set my mind to a goal and I finished it. This has been a goal that I have wanted to check off my list since I was in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">high school</span>. As silly as this sounds I got a little teary eyed when I ran <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">across</span> the line. I was just so proud of myself. This past month has been so crazy with balancing family, work, and training and to know that I stuck with this just makes me so happy! Okay okay I am done. Pats Run here I come!<br /><div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-20913290964579962532011-01-02T15:16:00.000-08:002011-01-02T15:23:30.729-08:00Suns GameThanks again for taking us with you! We had a great time!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-We8laBQvvBENqHpodepnLmT54fipPwFJfaTP-n6fd_FeLiseOnQfBAv_jvXVvsa91Sr970MhAvLMgRbppen0vVKhT7kT725DMW6CU-2GWQBYHWsnAk5i8W0308bWcDCFAZAQQlFSHkmc/s1600/IMG_2165%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732178856980082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-We8laBQvvBENqHpodepnLmT54fipPwFJfaTP-n6fd_FeLiseOnQfBAv_jvXVvsa91Sr970MhAvLMgRbppen0vVKhT7kT725DMW6CU-2GWQBYHWsnAk5i8W0308bWcDCFAZAQQlFSHkmc/s320/IMG_2165%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Sitting with daddy watching the game! He had a lot of fun. When the suns would score he would say sink a bucket! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHoAiy_T9_y3Rn3KXrIO2prmKYh0ifLfpnvaHpPM92B575dGYFRvQdb7GzKmiSBBq89oiFxDeY5GlMFWI4MTFQ_bZFW4LFUGLRaJmDFBdzScnNbPk3yFs-uYYyrUBy58BavBl39LqNLmCu/s1600/IMG_2164%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732175394635218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHoAiy_T9_y3Rn3KXrIO2prmKYh0ifLfpnvaHpPM92B575dGYFRvQdb7GzKmiSBBq89oiFxDeY5GlMFWI4MTFQ_bZFW4LFUGLRaJmDFBdzScnNbPk3yFs-uYYyrUBy58BavBl39LqNLmCu/s320/IMG_2164%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Just teasing grandpa like usual!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHR2udwSJuRExfD2T1-kV6hIUt6D3P8uYS8nZEa1TnNhwguv690IC-T__mue8OnQVyEklTZYM67EkRMrDq9gq3S-dFuakJf2jCyWbIzQzEtJVdAphWGBCL6kRIbZAYSXM1OyXQGZF1HPqg/s1600/IMG_2157%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732167359873682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHR2udwSJuRExfD2T1-kV6hIUt6D3P8uYS8nZEa1TnNhwguv690IC-T__mue8OnQVyEklTZYM67EkRMrDq9gq3S-dFuakJf2jCyWbIzQzEtJVdAphWGBCL6kRIbZAYSXM1OyXQGZF1HPqg/s320/IMG_2157%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> What a little ham!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMdnlCgkCczUS_nX52Snhks4OUtmo8ByAmwprN6C4uZXRPLLaEobVpWPmz7GMudHHo_-1nU8IIrKIas9z3O3IRLQiYi-cs9FsBGsePU9mUMec8vnhGbOLgp1y9Pb6LGIBrJGhvoK98u1o/s1600/IMG_2145%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732160532972370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMdnlCgkCczUS_nX52Snhks4OUtmo8ByAmwprN6C4uZXRPLLaEobVpWPmz7GMudHHo_-1nU8IIrKIas9z3O3IRLQiYi-cs9FsBGsePU9mUMec8vnhGbOLgp1y9Pb6LGIBrJGhvoK98u1o/s320/IMG_2145%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Look closely... he has his hand over his heart during the National Anthem. So awesome!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoo8OdKKiwguEaILiclNPh_uhwc1voplpiwbAocerYeLTNS5k3bCqcMYBE7kJhIzmKXnwy9tEmichKSHVUeBWLKkGFBS0n_ZBftE-Az8p_YhetCUjUgK_te5h8dYUT6iFtedy_uXXs1WRJ/s1600/IMG_2149%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557732155614901746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoo8OdKKiwguEaILiclNPh_uhwc1voplpiwbAocerYeLTNS5k3bCqcMYBE7kJhIzmKXnwy9tEmichKSHVUeBWLKkGFBS0n_ZBftE-Az8p_YhetCUjUgK_te5h8dYUT6iFtedy_uXXs1WRJ/s320/IMG_2149%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> We went to the Suns game last Wednesday with Grandpa, Mimi, Josh, and Britney and it was a ton of fun with Blake... his first game! Talking about his sense of humor... we walk into the suite and the first thing he says is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nnniiiiccceee</span>! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lol</span>. It was really funny! Thanks grandpa and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mimi</span> for taking us with you! </div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-55230759898162786722011-01-02T15:00:00.001-08:002011-01-02T15:11:48.566-08:00Christmas 2010After all was said and done Blake was a happy little man. It was very difficult to get him to look at the camera... who could blame him when he has all those awesome toys to play with! Merry Christmas!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr965FdldH1zpDiguNwPLLY-TF6misGe_r2XMdO0I7S_7ihyphenhyphenXWhgUhmDT6QEI0hLuUQ4XWAQZ-bJZJ7ujo2NwdRNvXcs9sroFAi_gkUHszBj6kgERSmwT-lmHWukQak8m9A5g__pUTNz4l/s1600/IMG_2134%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728824231100402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr965FdldH1zpDiguNwPLLY-TF6misGe_r2XMdO0I7S_7ihyphenhyphenXWhgUhmDT6QEI0hLuUQ4XWAQZ-bJZJ7ujo2NwdRNvXcs9sroFAi_gkUHszBj6kgERSmwT-lmHWukQak8m9A5g__pUTNz4l/s320/IMG_2134%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqI7X-WA7k5QHg-XLoS8hziAMyGc8LA-wefcIBjKntUmjYISprk0i31sRKB5xbECagew7A1IIdH_oAm8Hc8TwDP0_pcibzjm_-WFFE7PsolfSYGPbNTHTkARBuj_YEjnBBBBIVEI4joUXh/s1600/IMG_2128%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728819769451554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqI7X-WA7k5QHg-XLoS8hziAMyGc8LA-wefcIBjKntUmjYISprk0i31sRKB5xbECagew7A1IIdH_oAm8Hc8TwDP0_pcibzjm_-WFFE7PsolfSYGPbNTHTkARBuj_YEjnBBBBIVEI4joUXh/s320/IMG_2128%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Kvb14GLfZX11lzdtMwn0pu7WqNq05PeXE8L14Bn0L7spENxBKasmOb3J800JN7FO-xRwjXJkZLzYCT3FP7JJISNrbqR5gPPT2j_3w0G898gv8ZeiAdN95_JxxPbGFw90__vUa7th_UUp/s1600/IMG_2124%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728816928131442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Kvb14GLfZX11lzdtMwn0pu7WqNq05PeXE8L14Bn0L7spENxBKasmOb3J800JN7FO-xRwjXJkZLzYCT3FP7JJISNrbqR5gPPT2j_3w0G898gv8ZeiAdN95_JxxPbGFw90__vUa7th_UUp/s320/IMG_2124%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXf-YGX9XkjmfWHcAhyphenhyphenSYq28Ckr1_tIQf73xkQ1d0Pxg_fGHflgAVuhvbbhuOx4QzvOAKDKIGEK_P9kNqKl3jpFGN71yME4WjoUof6ZbbdsX-2c36W0A6zzdUIOngwrvD6-U84ZteniWdH/s1600/IMG_2098%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728271394672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXf-YGX9XkjmfWHcAhyphenhyphenSYq28Ckr1_tIQf73xkQ1d0Pxg_fGHflgAVuhvbbhuOx4QzvOAKDKIGEK_P9kNqKl3jpFGN71yME4WjoUof6ZbbdsX-2c36W0A6zzdUIOngwrvD6-U84ZteniWdH/s320/IMG_2098%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9EGZ7WF0Wa-D3RbtmJep4GpDdfXKUWm6AxN7DrgerNGbC_XjOOCuFEp63BJN6p6Reoi3F-qi0YkcZJ7-DTJxl0wAXhyphenhyphenbJUnio1dVGfLAcYP9oswaERcI3-w1pvet_CngtH6HUXzNhfxt/s1600/IMG_2108%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728254227534130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9EGZ7WF0Wa-D3RbtmJep4GpDdfXKUWm6AxN7DrgerNGbC_XjOOCuFEp63BJN6p6Reoi3F-qi0YkcZJ7-DTJxl0wAXhyphenhyphenbJUnio1dVGfLAcYP9oswaERcI3-w1pvet_CngtH6HUXzNhfxt/s320/IMG_2108%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0a8tLQ_xvEdrHXLja3O8n5c_zEgkqAq0qga9BE9hwYzNR3g8yJfKAh0JOwdCjQvNMawxwt-2SErQlgIR8sMnYk9bsVsiY73rmJ7cQYkB_SiFSCB6bXTIjcEO476rum_V-Sv7cAM9wpqr/s1600/IMG_2121%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728247216165378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0a8tLQ_xvEdrHXLja3O8n5c_zEgkqAq0qga9BE9hwYzNR3g8yJfKAh0JOwdCjQvNMawxwt-2SErQlgIR8sMnYk9bsVsiY73rmJ7cQYkB_SiFSCB6bXTIjcEO476rum_V-Sv7cAM9wpqr/s320/IMG_2121%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a>Grandma D came to spend Christmas morning with us. Blake was so happy to have her there with us!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BGhoVelOy1BsidDoGk3gczaWJNt2rrvtlFnj-vszhuyygRRUJIQUCOZ1LTW4k7EQD4jx1n8XT9PK-1BIW0Eg5Gq1AwNWgOwhIc-g4uL0M7ecH_SSnK2XYw4__9FA-qmIQz37rYUss5I1/s1600/IMG_2116%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728244895926578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1BGhoVelOy1BsidDoGk3gczaWJNt2rrvtlFnj-vszhuyygRRUJIQUCOZ1LTW4k7EQD4jx1n8XT9PK-1BIW0Eg5Gq1AwNWgOwhIc-g4uL0M7ecH_SSnK2XYw4__9FA-qmIQz37rYUss5I1/s320/IMG_2116%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQ_JXFxgUkbmt7AfPPRvkHm3bJvkZaOLNUH6vRSHnu-rAb2c866NBGTSuT4Cf1OoWpFCmhAgsfWcdzSiJeaE3pYIQAqRFzTof4ALGYZ3r8DuC4__-jOc3yU8kYPeWoIL-h7bcRawKrrwx/s1600/IMG_2129%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557728238765744226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLQ_JXFxgUkbmt7AfPPRvkHm3bJvkZaOLNUH6vRSHnu-rAb2c866NBGTSuT4Cf1OoWpFCmhAgsfWcdzSiJeaE3pYIQAqRFzTof4ALGYZ3r8DuC4__-jOc3yU8kYPeWoIL-h7bcRawKrrwx/s320/IMG_2129%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Christmas this year was amazing for so many different reasons. When you have a toddler you really look back and remember how fun Christmas morning really is. Blake is so fun! We walk out of his room Christmas morning and he was so excited to see what Santa brought his way. Before he opened any presents he said Oh I LOVE it! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">lol</span>. He was so happy and so sweet after he opened each present he said thank you. I love his sense of humor and how smart he is. He uses words like instead and also. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hahah</span>. It cracks me up when I hear my two year old say I want this toy instead mommy. Anyway Christmas was a ton of fun spending lots of time with the family. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-23436378729115863732010-12-24T06:55:00.001-08:002010-12-24T10:14:20.659-08:00Family Pictures 2010<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVIp2REKzZn4zY7badQ3rLvdAyP8j2lnva5-bRBa5IaVNH1Fev1TyAQPgN02y2fs-S4dlW1TI_R0VrM_bNe4q8woJz4tVeVwfWOkOhZMGQBhQ2aYEfnYS1YVg14jRzkDx1L_BeoY-9n2I/s1600/DSC_1894.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554267401922083730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixVIp2REKzZn4zY7badQ3rLvdAyP8j2lnva5-bRBa5IaVNH1Fev1TyAQPgN02y2fs-S4dlW1TI_R0VrM_bNe4q8woJz4tVeVwfWOkOhZMGQBhQ2aYEfnYS1YVg14jRzkDx1L_BeoY-9n2I/s320/DSC_1894.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprQsDIVYO9Ldn9Hv9lKwe8P0_E0FfznbmBpoSWpWTBYC3uO4ADFfbwAorB92D53fJH_xlIQq9Gfuac8fDHx3tcXFDDLfre043j2GyR0nSi5MkRd_yOL-b25ovtJ9yRw3AykyXd72CapYF/s1600/DSC_1996.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554267126948687602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprQsDIVYO9Ldn9Hv9lKwe8P0_E0FfznbmBpoSWpWTBYC3uO4ADFfbwAorB92D53fJH_xlIQq9Gfuac8fDHx3tcXFDDLfre043j2GyR0nSi5MkRd_yOL-b25ovtJ9yRw3AykyXd72CapYF/s320/DSC_1996.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLulGMpnbtXmnaOzc-INqa7VXaudUcdzp1iDZarxhPsvRABQbPbjgURbKTOkClh6uNo70Jn8sLqgfZKlhz_4vrV007ftO3ykJMAmM65LGhjT-H5BC1dqFGp2WpcFDvybtcYAO1A0OKD8us/s1600/DSC_2049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554267121084039938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLulGMpnbtXmnaOzc-INqa7VXaudUcdzp1iDZarxhPsvRABQbPbjgURbKTOkClh6uNo70Jn8sLqgfZKlhz_4vrV007ftO3ykJMAmM65LGhjT-H5BC1dqFGp2WpcFDvybtcYAO1A0OKD8us/s320/DSC_2049.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgND276_-trkp0mLM4MStbSYh1n6uQjrcQd4lfIbwdp3NlrwJoRLfXQG-cb6KHppWW9fYERqm-NrJgPhlNRfsigWG2R5xdwLeTCmRAL9PYAHJBOnTpCvcg_WRRyNy6kNkiDhYJ9B6DBAfDD/s1600/DSC_1925.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554267115946658370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgND276_-trkp0mLM4MStbSYh1n6uQjrcQd4lfIbwdp3NlrwJoRLfXQG-cb6KHppWW9fYERqm-NrJgPhlNRfsigWG2R5xdwLeTCmRAL9PYAHJBOnTpCvcg_WRRyNy6kNkiDhYJ9B6DBAfDD/s320/DSC_1925.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg___zQoSgU01dse0l6XEmxN82m6PctwOGacUUWvmriMitVp5V7E2ijr6xivRN4gHDe57eujRMaHYw_FSnx0SKjccLeQQNrj3dxpqVt3B3CkkJzSugwlEToCa4A-23tupHx7GKBkhFIL9hC/s1600/DSC_2142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554264554986426274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg___zQoSgU01dse0l6XEmxN82m6PctwOGacUUWvmriMitVp5V7E2ijr6xivRN4gHDe57eujRMaHYw_FSnx0SKjccLeQQNrj3dxpqVt3B3CkkJzSugwlEToCa4A-23tupHx7GKBkhFIL9hC/s320/DSC_2142.JPG" border="0" /></a>We had family pictures taken back in November. I love how they turned out! Blake was being a typical active little 2 year old so I was worried that we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">weren't</span> going to get any that turned out good! He was too busy discovering everything to pay attention to the camera! He is the best thing in our lives! We have been blessed in so many ways since he has come to our family! He has the best sense of humor and having conversations with him is my favorite part of the day! </div></div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-49903101560424118882010-12-06T20:20:00.000-08:002010-12-06T20:36:03.737-08:00HappeningsBlake just enjoying his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Thanksgiving</span> feast. He had to have those silly glasses on the entire meal!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrlXlS8FiXsKLP_8znFYu5lBYqgLjuPXTVVOQyMSJQ8UqrOw675B70rgAIrG86lFN9Cjr4mk0iD98boLNzOblDR_cW1VLwbtl2NtJGCPwMCr89HQ3mzZWxGFLNYVlFqrNJ6yY-EXYEbaQo/s1600/Blake+Thanksgiving.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547794131994521954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrlXlS8FiXsKLP_8znFYu5lBYqgLjuPXTVVOQyMSJQ8UqrOw675B70rgAIrG86lFN9Cjr4mk0iD98boLNzOblDR_cW1VLwbtl2NtJGCPwMCr89HQ3mzZWxGFLNYVlFqrNJ6yY-EXYEbaQo/s320/Blake+Thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /></a> So I have been a little M.I.A lately?? I have not been neglecting my blog on purpose I have just been <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">SOO</span></span> busy lately! I took a few days off of work the week of Thanksgiving which was nice but before that is when the craziness began. I got a promotion at work which I interviewed for the week of Thanksgiving. I am proud of this promotion because I have worked really hard the past two years to get where I am at and it feels good! I feel very blessed because my job has afforded us <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">a lot</span> of peace of mind in these crazy economic times. I am fortunate to have a husband that supports me and appreciates how hard I work. My family came for Thanksgiving and it was real good to see them. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hadn't</span> seen my sister in over a year so it was fun to catch up. She spent the night and we stayed up and talked and giggled like we were little girls again. My grandpa came as well and I sure do love him. We have always had such a special relationship and I was so happy that he was able to spend time with Blake. Thanksgiving and Christmas are always my favorite time of year because I am reminded of the importance of having an attitude of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">gratitude</span>. Everyday I realize how blessed and lucky I am to have the life and family that I do. I want to teach Blake about loving others and serving people less fortunate than we are. This year Mitch and I decided that we are going to take gifts to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">children's</span> hospital and have Blake hand out some gifts to the kids. Every year I want to take him to do something that requires him to give and love others in need. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">haven't</span> quite worked out all the details yet but hopefully <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">everything</span> works out. Running has sort of gone to the back burner because of the promotion and the holidays but I am still determined to finish this goal! Either way I am going to participate in the run even if I have to walk some of it... although I really hope I can do it without walking! Wish me luck! :)Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-45373726070386895062010-11-13T19:10:00.000-08:002010-11-13T19:18:40.513-08:00Week 6 updateWeek 6??? What? I can not believe that I am approaching the end of week 6 in training! I am proud of myself because I have kept pretty strict to the schedule. I get up early before work and run. It has gotten to the point that if I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">don't</span> run I feel guilty! What? It just makes my day run so much more smoothly. I really do love it. Last week I ran 7 miles and was proud of that because it was hard but I have made up my mind that I am going to do this so I am sticking with it! One frustration? I thought I would be losing weight super fast because of how much I am running. Nope, only lost 2 pounds. So if any of you runners out there have any diet advice please let me know! I am determined though. I will keep at it!!Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-904868601779012352010-11-13T18:42:00.000-08:002010-11-13T19:05:28.777-08:00Britney and JoshIt was such a wonderful day! Love you guys!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMtenFaTFiXT6kBPBW-tA_TeNsZEyr17aF1toCbEHb3Cw87txQHHnhwQ6KP6iVm26OVoT1MLk1MrQZNJwWa1g7zCug0fHZ6E8h9086s_k2-ARSykc2ZaaP0K0A1MZI2c1SjS_h2lNIW_le/s1600/IMG_1996%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539234299021535362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMtenFaTFiXT6kBPBW-tA_TeNsZEyr17aF1toCbEHb3Cw87txQHHnhwQ6KP6iVm26OVoT1MLk1MrQZNJwWa1g7zCug0fHZ6E8h9086s_k2-ARSykc2ZaaP0K0A1MZI2c1SjS_h2lNIW_le/s320/IMG_1996%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a>I love what Blake was wearing... little suite, pink tie, and converse shoes! So cute!<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluqsDV1B491oRFk-HILrQZ4QtQkzI9ex8nIM0ydSstm3BLbAq_cBkAnA5P5UtLbYzk4eeAiGBZAshnkrrAdRqop_cMRvKnCbaplA9oyFPkNqljoQLNbRKMxPql54Dd3itNeSwUJKAPky0/s1600/IMG_1999%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539234021950386290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjluqsDV1B491oRFk-HILrQZ4QtQkzI9ex8nIM0ydSstm3BLbAq_cBkAnA5P5UtLbYzk4eeAiGBZAshnkrrAdRqop_cMRvKnCbaplA9oyFPkNqljoQLNbRKMxPql54Dd3itNeSwUJKAPky0/s320/IMG_1999%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTX-pMxXs5K9GyrpgAkBA6OTktpeEejqk4idEmm7ns-OGEKk2Ty2j4p-89UTY63Kqo6NeUn16unccsqo2U3TGW5OvoScPe3iuTc5PDENTfP2as9SqHFpCLrI8cUvUw7ljjpZUVY8lKSES1/s1600/IMG_2031%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539233426399229554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTX-pMxXs5K9GyrpgAkBA6OTktpeEejqk4idEmm7ns-OGEKk2Ty2j4p-89UTY63Kqo6NeUn16unccsqo2U3TGW5OvoScPe3iuTc5PDENTfP2as9SqHFpCLrI8cUvUw7ljjpZUVY8lKSES1/s320/IMG_2031%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a>Blake was the ring bearer and it was one of the cutest things I have ever seen. He walked the aisle swinging the pillow and holding Mitch's hand. Once he saw me standing at the front he was like "hi mommy... hold you." <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNdogggy8Q7eOqtdF-UiydobzqX0eGNRMx3B57fWo4gUQ0wRrwyJefn16lYy3nP7JmBc8SNSKEd6c71xVJiTGq71V8DthWEhz5YdfLEhJa3_r93e1R729ZwVPKRTE-jWabhudh_oh5tsS/s1600/IMG_1995%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539232943596115906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNdogggy8Q7eOqtdF-UiydobzqX0eGNRMx3B57fWo4gUQ0wRrwyJefn16lYy3nP7JmBc8SNSKEd6c71xVJiTGq71V8DthWEhz5YdfLEhJa3_r93e1R729ZwVPKRTE-jWabhudh_oh5tsS/s320/IMG_1995%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo6r6_aUnpUwhKPfBB1zgsyv511Pi6LKNegZlqXH4ZoXonA_eFWcPNMm3FgP9Wo8Z59xXRT2L4W5RAeUbbZRo_btHGx1mFlc84jhk0rht0qwVedFPSIjc0eYDi45fKFQ1vl0hJu4kKR7ea/s1600/IMG_1975%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539232329127879010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo6r6_aUnpUwhKPfBB1zgsyv511Pi6LKNegZlqXH4ZoXonA_eFWcPNMm3FgP9Wo8Z59xXRT2L4W5RAeUbbZRo_btHGx1mFlc84jhk0rht0qwVedFPSIjc0eYDi45fKFQ1vl0hJu4kKR7ea/s320/IMG_1975%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCZBi9gbNdwqwPpTKIpRAkj8mU-FNjbYHU-8y971r0GVxN8wRZTaMoNWJ3rr7UlabMLS13Wl85QwJdxMIcA80AbNE-NkUS77c4TUohQce0egiDKZR1NCm7UoAt2Q5LvS_jYY_Cyf49o3x/s1600/IMG_1969%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539231839061697922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoCZBi9gbNdwqwPpTKIpRAkj8mU-FNjbYHU-8y971r0GVxN8wRZTaMoNWJ3rr7UlabMLS13Wl85QwJdxMIcA80AbNE-NkUS77c4TUohQce0egiDKZR1NCm7UoAt2Q5LvS_jYY_Cyf49o3x/s320/IMG_1969%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a>The beautiful bride and her bridesmaids<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9R1SYORrGMiFf8Nj-idMGg-Rl1TTiJPh9T5jP3DBtC2cr7UKqaRbJi_alO2tU93cmsiYLOGx-887C4rgycFEyvQ0nntd-sLakYnrn-oe4udfLY-9vJfV6Jd5wbC1cOSqp25KwQSWZqu0p/s1600/IMG_1984%255B1%255D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539231364593887874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9R1SYORrGMiFf8Nj-idMGg-Rl1TTiJPh9T5jP3DBtC2cr7UKqaRbJi_alO2tU93cmsiYLOGx-887C4rgycFEyvQ0nntd-sLakYnrn-oe4udfLY-9vJfV6Jd5wbC1cOSqp25KwQSWZqu0p/s320/IMG_1984%255B1%255D" border="0" /></a> Britney got married! I love this picture above... it seriously chokes me up! It is SO sweet how they are looking at each other. I love being around Britney and Josh because you can just tell how much they love each other. It is pretty sweet. Thanks Britney for letting me be a part of your special day! You looked gorgeous!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-36981406186451124572010-11-07T20:00:00.000-08:002010-11-07T20:18:53.415-08:00Trick or Treat!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha5sJc7rS-WPgWCo5yr0CGr1iF6yYCaT93AsXVtkC-VlndVI-sqkaATNNJ5XCzzSFwKmHkhn6Z-IjEnBT_O2kGnzrU_z_jfVamZutLLhK5VZhZw_nFc3SFpWmps_NFegWiAJrqEvvOvW8K/s1600/IMG_1942%5B2%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537025618751431634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha5sJc7rS-WPgWCo5yr0CGr1iF6yYCaT93AsXVtkC-VlndVI-sqkaATNNJ5XCzzSFwKmHkhn6Z-IjEnBT_O2kGnzrU_z_jfVamZutLLhK5VZhZw_nFc3SFpWmps_NFegWiAJrqEvvOvW8K/s320/IMG_1942%5B2%5D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfeBW_vSn0sYmVxtN3eYqi6U1GLUtN_jkOkqDRdVRGSScJqAVVoK1bb0WZwFCVM-djw3zZhJvq5Rif7O6An7kFt17fl30O_ju24TJrMW5qHYUTU18rArZLOCNTrPMXaUJ8D75dLzwdpg-/s1600/IMG_1914%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537025265202908114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfeBW_vSn0sYmVxtN3eYqi6U1GLUtN_jkOkqDRdVRGSScJqAVVoK1bb0WZwFCVM-djw3zZhJvq5Rif7O6An7kFt17fl30O_ju24TJrMW5qHYUTU18rArZLOCNTrPMXaUJ8D75dLzwdpg-/s320/IMG_1914%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a> Can you guess what Blake was for Halloween? Yep he was Mickey Mouse! He had a lot of fun with Ella and Easton. I love that they are friends. </div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-38392737398903062552010-11-07T19:31:00.000-08:002010-11-07T19:56:21.597-08:00Pumpkin PatchHappy Halloween! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7CBbTrphK32-bDRNBuOBiWUXDDQLMizFpDXaCJ1XHQu7ixdQgavtspPcuwb7-cauwDDqg-v5YwFU-OsbysyvsPwOH7d0RuRU012iyZVAFJBeKIguIhyphenhyphenaC_KTD9Zf0mvwEC51pn0OP-o5z/s1600/IMG_1939%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537020296910027506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7CBbTrphK32-bDRNBuOBiWUXDDQLMizFpDXaCJ1XHQu7ixdQgavtspPcuwb7-cauwDDqg-v5YwFU-OsbysyvsPwOH7d0RuRU012iyZVAFJBeKIguIhyphenhyphenaC_KTD9Zf0mvwEC51pn0OP-o5z/s320/IMG_1939%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXqLUR7H9uIoF1cjR2tQYjQADE8vwxVveRyS5BBFr7e6dOPs-uJK3iy3nFg_CHkA4mNPQGiUMP2MphoBD47KeEvnFHDPBBqLvxbY2P0X3Fg8_OFT1eFzAEYKAtLAnrz7pHMDk6sREh8yWH/s1600/IMG_1929%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537019167483870018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXqLUR7H9uIoF1cjR2tQYjQADE8vwxVveRyS5BBFr7e6dOPs-uJK3iy3nFg_CHkA4mNPQGiUMP2MphoBD47KeEvnFHDPBBqLvxbY2P0X3Fg8_OFT1eFzAEYKAtLAnrz7pHMDk6sREh8yWH/s320/IMG_1929%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzcraK8guh8p5nvUABG2kmdy5t9leoqHahmEFlFT5omG2CwkXd6VusERJIhHSPRoOU1RZ7Cq1dMeMCIgS1Cndmw29NxGJE4R751Bh4CokhkWhyphenhyphenbXLSNUp04MMUNqqorjKUhzy25HX3Yytr/s1600/IMG_1923%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537019159524574162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzcraK8guh8p5nvUABG2kmdy5t9leoqHahmEFlFT5omG2CwkXd6VusERJIhHSPRoOU1RZ7Cq1dMeMCIgS1Cndmw29NxGJE4R751Bh4CokhkWhyphenhyphenbXLSNUp04MMUNqqorjKUhzy25HX3Yytr/s320/IMG_1923%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQH3CPVspQ3sHJaLfqoQNAVSnK6kpMxisWRuCER16vIdVp_ZTGrfX_Now-357MSjYJhZnyvlQGki248MR2tjiPugod7H3tNEPSYX_2PgFrj7UpshaCLcQLGcMOU6kAGubL8taljJyWiUWL/s1600/IMG_1932%5B1%5D"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537019154750359186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQH3CPVspQ3sHJaLfqoQNAVSnK6kpMxisWRuCER16vIdVp_ZTGrfX_Now-357MSjYJhZnyvlQGki248MR2tjiPugod7H3tNEPSYX_2PgFrj7UpshaCLcQLGcMOU6kAGubL8taljJyWiUWL/s320/IMG_1932%5B1%5D" border="0" /></a> We took Blake to the pumpkin patch and it was so much fun! Look how serious he is while picking out his pumpkin. He picked up and put down lots of different pumpkins and finally found the one that he wanted! He is so cute and fun right now!!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854103895543568553.post-34703447701424434572010-10-22T20:44:00.000-07:002010-10-22T20:48:37.129-07:00Week 3 UpdateSo just because I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">didn't</span> update week 1 or 2 of my training for the half marathon <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">doesn't</span> mean I cant start now, right? Well I am loving it. I really am. I feel so good about myself when I am doing this for lots of reasons. The top two: I am sticking to a goal that I set for myself and I am doing something just for me. I am up to 4 miles now with out having to stop for a break which is a big deal for me because I used to only be able to run 2 miles without a break! Tomorrow is a 5 mile run and I am looking forward to it! Wish me luck!! I will update next week and let you know how I am doing :)Elisehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02259204114329062423noreply@blogger.com2