tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40764547352404929212024-03-04T22:17:03.568-08:00Shay & Co.Shay & Co.Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.comBlogger150125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-45759384823272954032013-08-01T10:21:00.000-07:002013-08-02T10:21:37.311-07:00Hello there!We are home from the most epic of family vacations ever experienced by the Morris Family!
We were able to fly to Michigan to stay with Dan's parents for a night, then took our rental van for a drive even further west to rural Pennsylvania to visit my family for a few days! There we played with 2nd cousins, had fun game nights, treasure hunts, long naps, good food, too many sweets, rides on the gator, and lazy days in the yard. No complaints, minimal fights, and happiness all around! It ended all too soon!
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But then, our travels took us west once more back to Michigan where we met up with Dan's sisters and their spouse/family, and his parents to venture north where the trees turned more and more green. The skies more blue, and the clouds even seemed whiter and fluffier than ever! It was such a treat to stay in Mackinaw City, MI, in a fantastic condo. We then took a ferry to Mackinac Island, MI. You may know it from the movie "Somewhere In Time" with Jane Seymore and Christopher Reeves. The only way to get around the tiny island is to walk, bike, horse and carriage! What a gorgeous island! The homes were beautiful! The company was a delight, the fudge delicious, and although it rained nearly the whole day on the island I felt like the luckiest kid ever!
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I took more pictures but these are just some of the highlights from the trip!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-56971289330874193352011-07-16T20:25:00.000-07:002011-07-16T20:31:26.918-07:00Popsicles!It gets nice and hot around here! Popsicles usually save the day! I love how pink and sun kissed the girls get in the summer! It just ads to this picture!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvfatG9szoAGqyLk1H0jKUP4amm_AlsBNhkQ7w1vp2EKSL8-j8yeOniFWckfMw1x6fMEdZgudduKZCSAf14Z1K22Mc4Bbk7pK6oWnz76CqRJZOHpi5muLH5pZFDeRbPpU99e6sjOOgM0/s1600/IMG_6798.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvfatG9szoAGqyLk1H0jKUP4amm_AlsBNhkQ7w1vp2EKSL8-j8yeOniFWckfMw1x6fMEdZgudduKZCSAf14Z1K22Mc4Bbk7pK6oWnz76CqRJZOHpi5muLH5pZFDeRbPpU99e6sjOOgM0/s400/IMG_6798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630158009892953746" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We spend quite a bit of time outside with our neighborhood of friends! And it's fun to be able to supply all the kiddos with a popsicle. I have them line up at my door shortest to tallest or youngest to oldest...it makes them think a bit. Oh, maybe next time I will have them recite an Article of Faith, scripture, or math problems! HA<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtvfatG9szoAGqyLk1H0jKUP4amm_AlsBNhkQ7w1vp2EKSL8-j8yeOniFWckfMw1x6fMEdZgudduKZCSAf14Z1K22Mc4Bbk7pK6oWnz76CqRJZOHpi5muLH5pZFDeRbPpU99e6sjOOgM0/s1600/IMG_6798.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcXPlLp-ukhGQK0xga0Fjl7PYVeeU4baVrcK-sp62OadKNeB8h3h31ykk4Ov626EK45w6NeLGJMyfdXZ2HgD09ofQPbrOc8J_fQUad80LSovD4raW9sguTv34oKgJzMhkxxHlHb61hcA/s1600/IMG_6795.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAcXPlLp-ukhGQK0xga0Fjl7PYVeeU4baVrcK-sp62OadKNeB8h3h31ykk4Ov626EK45w6NeLGJMyfdXZ2HgD09ofQPbrOc8J_fQUad80LSovD4raW9sguTv34oKgJzMhkxxHlHb61hcA/s400/IMG_6795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630158016236179282" border="0" /></a>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-89607856917593170462011-07-16T20:08:00.000-07:002011-07-16T20:25:29.644-07:00Busy Busy!We had a fun and busy week with family as we prepared for Blake's baptism and Fletcher's blessing! My in-laws and parent flew in from out of state to come and meet the new boy and be here for the baptism. It was such a great week spending so much time with in-laws celebrating our Nation's Independence (you know that's the preferred way of saying 4th of July...right!). For days we ate, and ate, and ate! Then my parents came in and it continued! We just had a down right great time celebrating together as a family!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJAqbXlmUnsqfzAhp32angfoPapcn-9yXgp1osUJFXPif9Db10Ib6u_a34wm-ogWJp73f4bHoOzj_-3wWioIrZ798AgWFO7NoPYLZvU8w91VRsasYq5bPjTIKS5aIVPRsM8PfUeBKgOw/s1600/IMG_6826.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzJAqbXlmUnsqfzAhp32angfoPapcn-9yXgp1osUJFXPif9Db10Ib6u_a34wm-ogWJp73f4bHoOzj_-3wWioIrZ798AgWFO7NoPYLZvU8w91VRsasYq5bPjTIKS5aIVPRsM8PfUeBKgOw/s400/IMG_6826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630156288319236418" border="0" /></a>Blake with Dan dressed in all white!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpWPdsEiK8xqutqpbX52iGRkF58p2g8obhgAICc6Tsw_26783JHvtXzWojh8UrbiLnOzctr5cI9MIRkti7tPxA-Ynw7iYPlVrZedslGz5ggLhZDrkWlCcE9Boj_8dCfZxdHdwi5vStGpQ/s1600/IMG_6856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpWPdsEiK8xqutqpbX52iGRkF58p2g8obhgAICc6Tsw_26783JHvtXzWojh8UrbiLnOzctr5cI9MIRkti7tPxA-Ynw7iYPlVrZedslGz5ggLhZDrkWlCcE9Boj_8dCfZxdHdwi5vStGpQ/s400/IMG_6856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630156277939233362" border="0" /></a><br />Lunch in the park with everyone from the baptism. Here's a pic of my youngest sister Kale, sister in law Jamie, mom Julie, and Me....and that's my sister in laws boyfriend kindly "photo bombing" the scene...thanks ROB!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicSCnvaPABxQQvMJcUKZBrClhSfzC7cx9skvkFl9rflSXCB73TCxSy7JE4bU42YgBajZOsoPKtr4bBWfdaWEYlgi0HPUgZ9b9tXBOTnzusK0KuQ0t6r1qlFme-ioTRlAlb97f34ysNXj0/s1600/IMG_6891.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicSCnvaPABxQQvMJcUKZBrClhSfzC7cx9skvkFl9rflSXCB73TCxSy7JE4bU42YgBajZOsoPKtr4bBWfdaWEYlgi0HPUgZ9b9tXBOTnzusK0KuQ0t6r1qlFme-ioTRlAlb97f34ysNXj0/s400/IMG_6891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630156277362662466" border="0" /></a><br />FOUR generations of Morris Men....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I sure am proud of Blake! And feel very blessed to have Fletcher in our family!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-62423808455613639502011-07-13T20:06:00.000-07:002011-07-16T20:08:32.447-07:00Baby Boy 2 Months<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHnhG-8kPSYmPndql0N714BMuClsB5_1S-CsurX6ST9JwblyYTD9Q8J60F-_VqNr6smvaH1xHdKjHbiK53CKeLggcu0JSmO1avSHUEbodHjCPa3lV-FAVyxcp3LveQhUVneLMdqvWrzI/s1600/IMG_6896.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHnhG-8kPSYmPndql0N714BMuClsB5_1S-CsurX6ST9JwblyYTD9Q8J60F-_VqNr6smvaH1xHdKjHbiK53CKeLggcu0JSmO1avSHUEbodHjCPa3lV-FAVyxcp3LveQhUVneLMdqvWrzI/s400/IMG_6896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630152771927591890" /></a><br />Here's my little guy napping with his daddy on the couch!!!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-83100789378684400862011-06-22T20:00:00.000-07:002011-06-23T20:20:39.276-07:00And She is 8....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAz2RVwrjZDHdecDnhIyoAOOFrIywnS5_ommkKOTMR-Fg9pA5yD9hUP1Wy52idu3rmXDpB-xsHUYkWZB04t7flQyPwywIOeTthkYBLThBFnf8xV_0_1R-ghetbSULa9OVYG-Z0rEDDam8/s1600/IMG_6563.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAz2RVwrjZDHdecDnhIyoAOOFrIywnS5_ommkKOTMR-Fg9pA5yD9hUP1Wy52idu3rmXDpB-xsHUYkWZB04t7flQyPwywIOeTthkYBLThBFnf8xV_0_1R-ghetbSULa9OVYG-Z0rEDDam8/s400/IMG_6563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621620353189160690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxXszg2tC4SArsRqcJri1mlo9tHcIla2Q6tWGo29o-NTPIowe5_eA_nC-kdEmSgknhlQn4z-hHhrvgNFViCeHrGQoIhqipilyRJ3oPDRAS64y0PYQkcPWhIm3nkjOwiQNz3GEUZkB2uuM/s1600/IMG_6554.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxXszg2tC4SArsRqcJri1mlo9tHcIla2Q6tWGo29o-NTPIowe5_eA_nC-kdEmSgknhlQn4z-hHhrvgNFViCeHrGQoIhqipilyRJ3oPDRAS64y0PYQkcPWhIm3nkjOwiQNz3GEUZkB2uuM/s400/IMG_6554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621620343801268386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqLuYpbDggcaI0byyg1i18SdviLB3PIZ2TvnLum12XibGepkIsIznAaZqmlz7XpTG6HAowMVE-g_5poMGJMkB0-YK0OUyANJkiH8EyjaHtSAutrgIJ9v-Eiy02P7Zhf9ogWppFVe3ErqM/s1600/IMG_6538.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqLuYpbDggcaI0byyg1i18SdviLB3PIZ2TvnLum12XibGepkIsIznAaZqmlz7XpTG6HAowMVE-g_5poMGJMkB0-YK0OUyANJkiH8EyjaHtSAutrgIJ9v-Eiy02P7Zhf9ogWppFVe3ErqM/s400/IMG_6538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621620341540797602" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzw8ohFx4G5_SxYE6YXL5-6iDrCSZXni1bv8rJ4Rl4NzBWulUCOA18dDAgYT4FEZupWlmdOzieIwXhZZAXbZ42uas86vhTVR-GiLpTVH0kMzthI1XcpinJsTn2_wDk5XFHRG1GV2q4kE/s1600/IMG_6525.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjzw8ohFx4G5_SxYE6YXL5-6iDrCSZXni1bv8rJ4Rl4NzBWulUCOA18dDAgYT4FEZupWlmdOzieIwXhZZAXbZ42uas86vhTVR-GiLpTVH0kMzthI1XcpinJsTn2_wDk5XFHRG1GV2q4kE/s400/IMG_6525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621620336602389218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxxPv6efO6wfqvZKo5elzd7_CRbxT9skapKsk7IHAUArZHxfovZrmXL0tHgCMWVypk4PRm2F44tRzyCtBib-BoJigj68mU-eRSs8snC4hiKe_Wrv263ZhaMXvHHbVzeYBrow0Ou6Z4_A/s1600/IMG_6567.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPxxPv6efO6wfqvZKo5elzd7_CRbxT9skapKsk7IHAUArZHxfovZrmXL0tHgCMWVypk4PRm2F44tRzyCtBib-BoJigj68mU-eRSs8snC4hiKe_Wrv263ZhaMXvHHbVzeYBrow0Ou6Z4_A/s400/IMG_6567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621620365058841426" /></a><br />OH how the years quickly go by! <br /><br />Our Blake turned 8. <br /><br />We decided to have a little party inviting only 3 friends. We had a breakfast brunch filled with mini cinnamon rolls, donuts, fruit, yogurt, chocolate covered strawberries, juice, cheese, deviled eggs...am I missing anything! <br /><br />After eating, I taught the girls how to make hair bows. Then we watched a movie while soaking feet before their mani-pedi. Then we played "The Candy Bar Game," opened presents and called it good! <br />(The Candy Bar Game comes from our good friends the Wiggins. A huge pile of candy bars, gums, and candies are in the center of the circle. With dice you each take turn rolling in hopes of a 7, 11 or doubles. Then you grab a candy from the pile. After all the candies are gone a timer is set and you continue playing only you are able to steal a candy from another person's pile! Super Fun!)<br /><br />Later that night we had a few neighbors and tons of family join us at the park and ate hotdogs, chips, dips, salads, cookies, and cupcakes....pink lemon-ade!<br /><br />It was such a FUN day! I'm so glad to have my Blake. She's such a big help to me. She's an awesome big sister (sometimes she's not). She loves to read. And she's looking forward to being baptized. I love having a BIG kid!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-77859903463925455232011-06-19T19:55:00.000-07:002011-06-23T20:00:04.644-07:00Father's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj92bw0iHYq2ddxrbsWdbCB_f8rRIazgBZ5MX2jTlmOatd5F3UEnawMGuSFPjVLbq1iSJ4iMRynj9s9UhAdmp5_ZuUfb-TM8f8Js_M21KD0jU89M-saeq0mmtPhMFXCeeSYtlwo5jtTRfg/s1600/IMG_6513.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj92bw0iHYq2ddxrbsWdbCB_f8rRIazgBZ5MX2jTlmOatd5F3UEnawMGuSFPjVLbq1iSJ4iMRynj9s9UhAdmp5_ZuUfb-TM8f8Js_M21KD0jU89M-saeq0mmtPhMFXCeeSYtlwo5jtTRfg/s400/IMG_6513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621615327759955314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1-NLPUMnUCG3FQyoDXWo_6Dq6xz0I7FerUBjEB3sqI1litDyv9TpPO8ktt_nQURKFNsKxRNln6jjDH09VPXXY32E9ZZX25A0xhTBVaRPLDqv3-f5g17C0s9MK3dW4HB1_Adk93JEDyw/s1600/IMG_6514.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1-NLPUMnUCG3FQyoDXWo_6Dq6xz0I7FerUBjEB3sqI1litDyv9TpPO8ktt_nQURKFNsKxRNln6jjDH09VPXXY32E9ZZX25A0xhTBVaRPLDqv3-f5g17C0s9MK3dW4HB1_Adk93JEDyw/s400/IMG_6514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621615333795392594" /></a><br />This year Father's Day and our wedding anniversary fell on the same day! (10 years)<br /><br />We woke up super late in the morning so Dad missed out on a cute breakfast in bed. But he and Fletcher looked dapper for church in their matching ties! <br /><br />We love our dad!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-51540077514426134732011-05-14T13:39:00.000-07:002011-05-14T14:31:23.623-07:00The Boy is Here!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrILLJBfyuTtP_z3dW-OYQnWyQEkY3aTQ9ii59HDvwdpJIRIjZyvT7E8PkRBBTeHarhHlyQ3h6DnldBX2oJEOsw-3XcRy2YNuNjO5Jjkvb-PsDpcTBFHz1Uehm7SDKeRbRlrmygcUY0U/s1600/IMG_6326.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNrILLJBfyuTtP_z3dW-OYQnWyQEkY3aTQ9ii59HDvwdpJIRIjZyvT7E8PkRBBTeHarhHlyQ3h6DnldBX2oJEOsw-3XcRy2YNuNjO5Jjkvb-PsDpcTBFHz1Uehm7SDKeRbRlrmygcUY0U/s400/IMG_6326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606687503386046354" /></a><br /><br />He's here!<br /><br />Thursday morning I took Layne on a walk. A LONG walk! A 3.2 mile long walk! It felt great! So for the rest of the day I felt weaker but with a really tight tummy. <br /><br />At 8 ish that evening after the girls had all gone down to bed, I hopped on the exercise ball and started bouncing. I started to notice that I had some mild contractions that started at 10 minutes apart. They gradually increased and I reported to Dan via text as he was at work. At around 10:30pm I texted with a report of 6 minutes apart and some guy at Dan's work gladly took over the remainder of his closing night shift. My sister Kale came to stay for the night and we made it in to the hospital at around midnight. The contractions were tolerable but the pressure was heavy. So the midwife suggested I head in and get a look! <br /><br />At 1pm only 3cm.<br /><br />At 3pm only 4cm, so the midwife suggested to break my water and that normally speeds up the process.<br /><br />Well, it didn't For 3 hours I rested through a few contractions. <br /><br />As a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After C-Section) it is not often that a doctor or midwife will use Pitocin, or much of anything to encourage labor along. Well, there was a Doctor on that night that was willing to stick around and get my contractions coming along.<br /><br />Come along they did. Within a few minutes after the pitocin started I noticed a huge intensity in contractions. This was around 6am. At 8am I had only progressed to 6cm. And it was then when I asked for that sweet sweet epidural. I've done a completely NATURAL childbirth...but man oh man I much prefer the epidural! <br /><br />At 8:30am the drugs kicked in and so did the dilation! I quickly progressed to a full 10cm by 9am and pushed maybe 10 times, less that 20 minutes and at 9:25am our little man was born! <br /><br />Fletcher Shillig Morris<br /><br />He looked teeny tiny! But cried something fierce! He weighed 6lbs 15oz, 20inches tall. That's little for my kids, my girls have all been at least 8 1/2 lbs or more! <br /><br />Dan and I got to hold him and love him for a few hours before we went to the recovery room. The nurses didn't like the way his breathing sounded and after asking them to wait and wait to take him her finally let him get some tests done. Layne was the only one that got to hold him before he was taken to the nursery with Dan. His breathing sounded "heavy" or "labored" as they put it. It was that cute kind of purring or cooing sound. In my heart I knew it was nothing, but seeing him have different tests done just ached. <br /><br />After sooo much praying and crying the noise just stopped. I think that everyone must have been praying all at the same time. He was fine. And he was able to come back in to my room and stay with us.<br /><br />We did have a few visitors while in the hospital. My sister Kale and cousin Rachel were the very first to meet and hold him. Then his sisters saw him for half a second. Dan's sister Tiffany, and Great Grandparents Morris came but only got to see him through a window because he was taken for testing. <br /><br />The big girls got to play with their Aunts Kale and Tiffany while Mom and Dad were at the hospital. Then they played with our good friends the Bulkleys. And Dan stayed the night at home with them then brought them the next day to pick up baby brother and me and bring us all home. It was such a neat feeling having us all together in the van!<br /><br />And as for his name....<br />Many of you know that I had thought it would be neat to stick with the pattern we have existing with out girls. Their names are one syllable, strong vowel, 5 letters, and ends in E. Well, we just couldn't come up with something just right. Thanks to everyone that contributed with awesome suggestions! Back in November while still in CA, I came up with Fletcher or Lewis. Dan immediately shot them down because he thought it silly to think of names when we didn't even know what we'd be having, boy or girl. But then, in February he came home one night from work and said, "Hey what do you think about these names: Lewis of Fletcher?" <br /><br />HA!!!<br /><br />Fletcher it is! We love it!<br />We love this tiny little guy! <br />He doesn't cry much...yet. He seems to be a quiet one. Serious almost. <br /><br />We'll see what he turns out to be like! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCMx-tIPcLo8XrngdVwafhtiXY84uXEdn9ZgBbHhERQHciyAaJfZO-e90qdUyOXqFyIUEHbQwH-njs61pK752bR3ytaG1n02KjZwROlAau_kbW_-icv-5n-mbrmyJzWt7keDZVtWggK-Q/s1600/IMG_6307.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCMx-tIPcLo8XrngdVwafhtiXY84uXEdn9ZgBbHhERQHciyAaJfZO-e90qdUyOXqFyIUEHbQwH-njs61pK752bR3ytaG1n02KjZwROlAau_kbW_-icv-5n-mbrmyJzWt7keDZVtWggK-Q/s400/IMG_6307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606687381555564210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFM2SWDOoGbTlVD0r8efV2utS5R24yGKGVLKuVkeoSSmmtIlx53CzehgUNICPAmTW9MqvUxRbdwNcqr_Fp6aVRxYxP2brMmhe-Ww0ENQ03MBmy4BWUk0Vwo4KoBZVEXN-Y6e4-m02cK0/s1600/IMG_6329.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFM2SWDOoGbTlVD0r8efV2utS5R24yGKGVLKuVkeoSSmmtIlx53CzehgUNICPAmTW9MqvUxRbdwNcqr_Fp6aVRxYxP2brMmhe-Ww0ENQ03MBmy4BWUk0Vwo4KoBZVEXN-Y6e4-m02cK0/s400/IMG_6329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606687389281603810" /></a>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-33099401608542923262011-04-30T20:40:00.000-07:002011-04-30T21:19:02.447-07:00Baby Shower!!!It may not come as a shock to you like it was for me, but looking at pictures from my baby shower from today I didn't know I have a DOUBLE CHIN. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXcXdACopTMV2ZLln2LUmJSC5q16THXU5W-q4md00CHzps0tU0fuERitksOeuj7jMKwU7Fa2qwwkIj18teGvETAQKklkS-2S9PiC_UxeuuL4HOvgDUnUFx6PvirT9cg4t8ijoXq8luqCM/s1600/IMG_6106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXcXdACopTMV2ZLln2LUmJSC5q16THXU5W-q4md00CHzps0tU0fuERitksOeuj7jMKwU7Fa2qwwkIj18teGvETAQKklkS-2S9PiC_UxeuuL4HOvgDUnUFx6PvirT9cg4t8ijoXq8luqCM/s400/IMG_6106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601593053960685602" /></a><br />How come nobody told me. Sheesh! At least I can laugh about it, right!?<br /><br /><br />Anyhow!<br /><br /><br />Today was such a FANTASTIC day! My dear sweet friend, Jamie, that I've know since age 8, we were baptized on the same day in the same font in the Canyon Country building! Well, Jamie threw me such a fun baby shower. I'm still in shock of the generosity of others. And love that so many friendships have lasted through decades! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibQEemvIil0dB3mmokGUJIB8NIccG75c611r_0XleyPWc1FPGTCzVpa_XxRhpsd-2TBTyDTjcRRcSxYXURoPX-q77i2jttT445oEM9C1YFrPe7nOgRiwEOlTKKsNXulzaUeSD8g4rdXM/s1600/IMG_6157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibQEemvIil0dB3mmokGUJIB8NIccG75c611r_0XleyPWc1FPGTCzVpa_XxRhpsd-2TBTyDTjcRRcSxYXURoPX-q77i2jttT445oEM9C1YFrPe7nOgRiwEOlTKKsNXulzaUeSD8g4rdXM/s400/IMG_6157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601593511124888050" /></a><br /><br /><br />I was born in Colorado and 4 of my childhood friends, we're talking ages 2-6, came with gifts of clothes and diapers and blankets! The last time I saw them I think I was 14 or 15?? (I'm super sad I missed getting a picture with them!)<br /><br />Long time family friends and one of my childhood crushes, age 8-12 ish, his mother and sister came with darling outfits and hand-made blankets and burp clothes! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz9ToAkLhcUi5MIogcirgzWytK4G-nJhpgcwyKzN17yArtWwJP4uxi13Rza4aA7h7E1Qrckyhm6zL2pFlBJ54HyH9nib0-4aHJsBWp8BdsuM6P4qSjogFt3RgyG7c5mXN0tmyXxdd98E/s1600/IMG_6103.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz9ToAkLhcUi5MIogcirgzWytK4G-nJhpgcwyKzN17yArtWwJP4uxi13Rza4aA7h7E1Qrckyhm6zL2pFlBJ54HyH9nib0-4aHJsBWp8BdsuM6P4qSjogFt3RgyG7c5mXN0tmyXxdd98E/s400/IMG_6103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601595162660152450" /></a> <br /><br />My sister and cousins helped out tons and even brought a gift! My cousin game up a trip to Santa Barbara, Ca, to stick around and make the most delicious cake balls!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Omg0RrHuaj1EgwpwCF92i8_MX9TY22EAC_UcIqh2yuAWX_9D20Lu-eOZ6QEa8_YIMcubN_h9LVEVRjkZ2WCHg98w-UdQjwTfCJRmbqhEAnMmMLKbMqdApaZFyCal_eA2Qe9coTnl2ZA/s1600/IMG_6071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Omg0RrHuaj1EgwpwCF92i8_MX9TY22EAC_UcIqh2yuAWX_9D20Lu-eOZ6QEa8_YIMcubN_h9LVEVRjkZ2WCHg98w-UdQjwTfCJRmbqhEAnMmMLKbMqdApaZFyCal_eA2Qe9coTnl2ZA/s400/IMG_6071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601594142671442082" /></a><br /><br />My aunt and cousins came with darling home-crafted stuff!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRCt_EBDiRfy5BM44PRTHDNyp6RI1YXpk2B3n_XqFrnUFqaICD8KDyI7F3VAlh-7MpEANp4rAB9aN_ibYrXenAYGMRalm3Tg8svCf1PLLUaA3PDOBwHD7gJMOb4btawgnURT4mq2JzhI/s1600/IMG_6167.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirRCt_EBDiRfy5BM44PRTHDNyp6RI1YXpk2B3n_XqFrnUFqaICD8KDyI7F3VAlh-7MpEANp4rAB9aN_ibYrXenAYGMRalm3Tg8svCf1PLLUaA3PDOBwHD7gJMOb4btawgnURT4mq2JzhI/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601596750744149794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINSqOG6QRjFrTy0lzseNQYhlQYgRPSBOVI2y4xkLxXMwyCqNr12WHUeI7BE_8OWhR9iVOxR6Mq-lPXAHQNmHzw7Lzp5mSJnaP4cNzaEmdXn0HcnNjwL9Q4TpjeIw93-4YTLNAMtvM3jI/s1600/IMG_6099.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINSqOG6QRjFrTy0lzseNQYhlQYgRPSBOVI2y4xkLxXMwyCqNr12WHUeI7BE_8OWhR9iVOxR6Mq-lPXAHQNmHzw7Lzp5mSJnaP4cNzaEmdXn0HcnNjwL9Q4TpjeIw93-4YTLNAMtvM3jI/s400/IMG_6099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601594397005653458" /></a><br /><br />My friend from high-school came!<br /><br />Two of my college/dorm-mates came with gifts and love!<br /><br />Friends from when I was newly married came with some of my more recently made friends! <br /><br />Ward friends came!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7P5Wi178kfTmsnD9-a8rsTL6ipxseF57vq8KrmxG77G399er2SnW0kGDPsGIXV4ND6ImLYXnPY4dLAyff7F0zvBS_FDraB8s5earn0rGvWgzqq9j2F97ANojdIst3-vaExvQ0j83l-U0/s1600/IMG_6101.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7P5Wi178kfTmsnD9-a8rsTL6ipxseF57vq8KrmxG77G399er2SnW0kGDPsGIXV4ND6ImLYXnPY4dLAyff7F0zvBS_FDraB8s5earn0rGvWgzqq9j2F97ANojdIst3-vaExvQ0j83l-U0/s400/IMG_6101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601594911647423970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KlGkQ8YsuYKL6XXLe_8WkKIrdOzWTDLwthygadQdz9BiOgqvX9x1XkcB2m4SvxqVUnl9aAgaefPoQ6GiEGP1DnfYi41bLoLaQMD4EOsFZBgl5fBpB91ktiZGlRcDoceJzT1sCP6dRIs/s1600/IMG_6083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KlGkQ8YsuYKL6XXLe_8WkKIrdOzWTDLwthygadQdz9BiOgqvX9x1XkcB2m4SvxqVUnl9aAgaefPoQ6GiEGP1DnfYi41bLoLaQMD4EOsFZBgl5fBpB91ktiZGlRcDoceJzT1sCP6dRIs/s400/IMG_6083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601594906948344386" /></a><br /><br /><br />Neighbor friends came!<br /><br />Sisters-in-law, cousins-in-law, Great Grandparents-in-law!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzpjS_Wblp8lmpHA62ZB2vzsdQ2EKs6ma5iaKQ-FifZzxoUeSZv5LTNde836XbMfCX-8UEBCTbGb55nDicbxN4EpAJ3zvgRuBsUT1dJGkA9oj04-QaZSWhXw-4ji2OzpUGvBvp2q4cWA/s1600/IMG_6151.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzpjS_Wblp8lmpHA62ZB2vzsdQ2EKs6ma5iaKQ-FifZzxoUeSZv5LTNde836XbMfCX-8UEBCTbGb55nDicbxN4EpAJ3zvgRuBsUT1dJGkA9oj04-QaZSWhXw-4ji2OzpUGvBvp2q4cWA/s400/IMG_6151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601595661388263570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBCfNoh5XsyWxbgBnDiI2epYCy-9wykNBskupFZpAt4Zy7pQcu7GW0h2XhyIsCbwVeuUcCuvJ3uOMZbgQdbTV93KE87n-KOEyRrFjKF3rO_El8wBW9Yrfh0VVyFpnbJi4pE8MqCJgdC0/s1600/IMG_6108.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXBCfNoh5XsyWxbgBnDiI2epYCy-9wykNBskupFZpAt4Zy7pQcu7GW0h2XhyIsCbwVeuUcCuvJ3uOMZbgQdbTV93KE87n-KOEyRrFjKF3rO_El8wBW9Yrfh0VVyFpnbJi4pE8MqCJgdC0/s400/IMG_6108.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601595658839813682" /></a><br /><br />My mother-in-law sent party favors designed JUST for this occasion! And designed some little onesies and burp clothes with the yummiest of colors.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ztvsaT2hD_oviMWnznYmCwVPdW91m7AZ5KHLLYdCY_vPWby7O5P1ik0lTSRsdRUZfWtP9CHevywOealsf5DYlw4aVR_JDqtWs_HT6DcFRVqSCpyzEQUSUX2WEtvr6B_zGliHRdaVgSw/s1600/IMG_6162.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4ztvsaT2hD_oviMWnznYmCwVPdW91m7AZ5KHLLYdCY_vPWby7O5P1ik0lTSRsdRUZfWtP9CHevywOealsf5DYlw4aVR_JDqtWs_HT6DcFRVqSCpyzEQUSUX2WEtvr6B_zGliHRdaVgSw/s400/IMG_6162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601595947074656114" /></a><br /><br />Really, I felt so overwhelmingly LOVED. Amazed. I am till in awe even several hours later. I don't think I'll need to buy diapers or wipes until he's 4 months old. I'm set on clothes for probably the whole first year! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazEh9LnhCUEPWL2imIl8Wqg-Kh2AFcmQeG5KjhG1U_-ObbHz1xFnmX2-PFDwQrVvEcIe6_QAwOMoaaZG0SAihLXZ6pXtnE2b6lZ5buuTBSVy_5gji0DP8A3CxDoFBRO96vSW0fSU0D_c/s1600/IMG_6165.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgazEh9LnhCUEPWL2imIl8Wqg-Kh2AFcmQeG5KjhG1U_-ObbHz1xFnmX2-PFDwQrVvEcIe6_QAwOMoaaZG0SAihLXZ6pXtnE2b6lZ5buuTBSVy_5gji0DP8A3CxDoFBRO96vSW0fSU0D_c/s400/IMG_6165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601596445405394690" /></a><br /><br /><br />I'm really blown away and feel so lucky and blessed from today's events! I don's think I could use enough exclamation marks to share my elation! <br /><br />So for those of you that came and contributed and showed your support and shared your time with me.....THANK YOU! My heart is so filled from all of your love!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-12997290862671745182011-04-26T20:08:00.000-07:002011-04-30T20:40:00.870-07:00LEGO Birthday PartyA LEGO birthday party?When did she adopt a 7 year old boy? You may be asking yourself. Well, my fun littlest sister just turned 19. She loves LEGOs! Not like super obsessed she has a problem....but she just enjoys the constructing and relaxing and creating with LEGO's. It's awesome! <br /><br />So for her 19th birthday, the girls and I threw her a surprise party. We had some help from some of my cousins who were in on it! <br /><br />The guests came in and made a guess as to how many LEGOs were in the vase (231) and my Blake was the closest with a guess of 200.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHLzQXJU5tRabLOcS6wwukxxuAg89KItgijwtsVtLNz-PGADfGo0vip7mcFcegYu3HARxdNzqJkg_yLG4EAG-c5DJDV5C11sRFSFtd7E4e0ZV6StZNTIZpes3Fl3NaQf1ze0B9Gwc6Do/s1600/IMG_6014.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOHLzQXJU5tRabLOcS6wwukxxuAg89KItgijwtsVtLNz-PGADfGo0vip7mcFcegYu3HARxdNzqJkg_yLG4EAG-c5DJDV5C11sRFSFtd7E4e0ZV6StZNTIZpes3Fl3NaQf1ze0B9Gwc6Do/s400/IMG_6014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601582139251805490" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then we all headed to the FUN spread of food!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4J7kzXp93s5_m0Mda2jzAdQNZ0lXAs_cwdI6-PkJg1m906sP2GCTZIpJQNNjOJI3qtbDCwFFd2X4RKLSanDZf8S7kZ5aixp_rJj-KE3mi0TpEs4lpEwxEVBKEdOhh3QPYJGRu1_svwc/s1600/IMG_6008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4J7kzXp93s5_m0Mda2jzAdQNZ0lXAs_cwdI6-PkJg1m906sP2GCTZIpJQNNjOJI3qtbDCwFFd2X4RKLSanDZf8S7kZ5aixp_rJj-KE3mi0TpEs4lpEwxEVBKEdOhh3QPYJGRu1_svwc/s400/IMG_6008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601580299835799458" /></a><br />Graham crackers with mini reese's peanut butter cups to look like a 2x2 brick, red green and blue jell-o jigglers, chips and salsa, crackers with cheese trying to look like a 2x1 brick, home-made oreo cookies with bright LEGO color frosting, salad, blondies. It was good food!<br /><br /><br />Then after that little munch of food everyone decorated their LEGO man's head and we payed "Pin the head on the LEGO man" <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0bfyCRst5LRw21_5NJQzt81lrGSReQg919-p9h0ffQmA67tqUnzbsL1V6yTJdbTDVUhiLNfV0TZv2Zo7JNx48s7Nlsjno9s6VwYP8FH-nq4vO14-yPE1L7JzfrleQa1B86z_rjDFlEA/s1600/IMG_6029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu0bfyCRst5LRw21_5NJQzt81lrGSReQg919-p9h0ffQmA67tqUnzbsL1V6yTJdbTDVUhiLNfV0TZv2Zo7JNx48s7Nlsjno9s6VwYP8FH-nq4vO14-yPE1L7JzfrleQa1B86z_rjDFlEA/s400/IMG_6029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601584615547966466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dptM_FvF3I3cHUYveDyJ8i5BJVNYW03BH_kQzqTrBX2xdaKSRWYFbrQc1AahNPbgtDq1onmwyMOsn8oWWjugJ2KmX09Jeicahx2VJ241F4zV6b_GYjyXYyHm1FBnpKV8PqTx71v1WlE/s1600/IMG_6033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6dptM_FvF3I3cHUYveDyJ8i5BJVNYW03BH_kQzqTrBX2xdaKSRWYFbrQc1AahNPbgtDq1onmwyMOsn8oWWjugJ2KmX09Jeicahx2VJ241F4zV6b_GYjyXYyHm1FBnpKV8PqTx71v1WlE/s400/IMG_6033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601584606394144930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwgcQaHAHEoA5kY3UkPtoKo_KAE-JljAtYTt4dMj3vy9my2VfyeEUHfPCqCjlLPu0DsdTJT3Y5EjTxSu_j9aT_vRl39YFjoT7JI12-d_zg1uEcDN-M8LE74e7G_T2koRliPKcX8wngAw/s1600/IMG_6027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxwgcQaHAHEoA5kY3UkPtoKo_KAE-JljAtYTt4dMj3vy9my2VfyeEUHfPCqCjlLPu0DsdTJT3Y5EjTxSu_j9aT_vRl39YFjoT7JI12-d_zg1uEcDN-M8LE74e7G_T2koRliPKcX8wngAw/s400/IMG_6027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601584601899106178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1VDdIYuNGcSUln6xhbrFTlHkUz44uzz8j0lOLUzBYtr5VRYTW_kDO49Ini0jOgy2pTEZ6KcqRRb_Z_qCgcQ4eWTkF6fOcBU0QgkExdlZx_yNsL4NjnaaleYeuNlHb0-mU-68hl-ZhDk/s1600/EasterKale%2527s+Bday.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1VDdIYuNGcSUln6xhbrFTlHkUz44uzz8j0lOLUzBYtr5VRYTW_kDO49Ini0jOgy2pTEZ6KcqRRb_Z_qCgcQ4eWTkF6fOcBU0QgkExdlZx_yNsL4NjnaaleYeuNlHb0-mU-68hl-ZhDk/s400/EasterKale%2527s+Bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601584592981900754" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then we had the requested dinner of home-made chicken noodle soup and rolls!! It is frequently requested by my sibling and family members! And I enjoy making it! (sorry no pictures....yes the noodles were hand-made!)<br /><br /><br />After which we watched Kale, birthday girl, open up her presents!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04wmCoQl_FMDVQxoGPYKNFQVVO40vJ2o7DNBx5q8h1YER98UFt4d7kP83qeyxlNHq41ZePA7xjGEm9l_JKZIlUA3TD64KiilmhCbV2DB66URMic40Lxwi5taw3zam6D3iOqgLGaxMA7E/s1600/IMG_6032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04wmCoQl_FMDVQxoGPYKNFQVVO40vJ2o7DNBx5q8h1YER98UFt4d7kP83qeyxlNHq41ZePA7xjGEm9l_JKZIlUA3TD64KiilmhCbV2DB66URMic40Lxwi5taw3zam6D3iOqgLGaxMA7E/s400/IMG_6032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601585146118666018" /></a><br /><br /><br />Then we head outside to crack open the pinata. What birthday was your last pinata at? were you 4, 8, maybe 10!? Kind of fun to have a pinata at a 19 year old birthday party!. Yes, the pinata is in the shape of a LEGO! It was constructed from spools of ribbon and a box of muscle milk. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZig8h6R9t1JeyRm-r3_q7hNWwUsJpLDNSeYaUdAp6UsWPw6X2NjdqdRdqyDD8LrZoD9bwR6-SREXPiUZFpTVrzu-em1Mq3Yd1jSDtB1zA2Keu31sasYjkXrVQ32kjbxVDjaEdvTvsaIA/s1600/EasterKale%2527s+Bday-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZig8h6R9t1JeyRm-r3_q7hNWwUsJpLDNSeYaUdAp6UsWPw6X2NjdqdRdqyDD8LrZoD9bwR6-SREXPiUZFpTVrzu-em1Mq3Yd1jSDtB1zA2Keu31sasYjkXrVQ32kjbxVDjaEdvTvsaIA/s400/EasterKale%2527s+Bday-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601586831130675394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4AtmL_mR6rgpfqxP3TrMUkwuwl4l3ZQuXGtCZrXxzM58vhUjWVoAc7tnlTA-74OOrYWMxLwEhhIBmDi-weboAP4r9GSGYTfKHA5JHSVydv-1dazEKWNQQ3unbglqqQFrjlp9OrdUpbQg/s1600/IMG_6007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4AtmL_mR6rgpfqxP3TrMUkwuwl4l3ZQuXGtCZrXxzM58vhUjWVoAc7tnlTA-74OOrYWMxLwEhhIBmDi-weboAP4r9GSGYTfKHA5JHSVydv-1dazEKWNQQ3unbglqqQFrjlp9OrdUpbQg/s400/IMG_6007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601586827735211794" /></a><br /><br /><br />I love birthdays! And I'm so glad I can be close to my darling sister and get to know her all over again! She's such a dear sister and a fantastic Aunt to my girls! She's so great to have around!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-64863195719447677592011-04-07T15:29:00.000-07:002011-04-07T15:42:57.353-07:00I finally did it!Finally did what you might ask....<br /><br />Well, I saw a really cute hair style way back in November that I fell in love with. I asked my good hair-stylist friend what to do since I was having sooooo much fun with my long hair and being able to do hot curlers. It looked great! And so I raved about this new haircut to her but she could sense that I loved my hair too much to chop it all off.<br /><br />Well, today I finally did it! <br /><br />I have to be honest that I didn't like it at first because the stylist straitened it and the look I've had in mind are big sexy curls. But you tell me what you think!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioJa2E4rd3JTHt59RsJPMb6EZV-rTMxwM3XkkHjy6wz_LWQKX9rg2aE0TfoELPZHPKOAIN7cL9enAG5pR0lDvmibChfjRPbevx6OaNq8Eqr_zwrM7ETk6G8s2BY9h-hVy5cgvZf0q4UYk/s1600/IMG_5906.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioJa2E4rd3JTHt59RsJPMb6EZV-rTMxwM3XkkHjy6wz_LWQKX9rg2aE0TfoELPZHPKOAIN7cL9enAG5pR0lDvmibChfjRPbevx6OaNq8Eqr_zwrM7ETk6G8s2BY9h-hVy5cgvZf0q4UYk/s400/IMG_5906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592974489154432370" /></a> 12 inches chopped right off!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__x1bxvnZCXMMk-ody6Ap6S4ipOyjx_iD_BaCnhz_At_hFKaPnFHREp_F6a4GRT0kTBNzdHSg64n4gcn0Ngtp7MrQ5oRQHKI-TiE3PB9ZvbYsb5GcAgvpqCT_Pyswk2XMCfgChQvhBvI/s1600/IMG_5884.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__x1bxvnZCXMMk-ody6Ap6S4ipOyjx_iD_BaCnhz_At_hFKaPnFHREp_F6a4GRT0kTBNzdHSg64n4gcn0Ngtp7MrQ5oRQHKI-TiE3PB9ZvbYsb5GcAgvpqCT_Pyswk2XMCfgChQvhBvI/s400/IMG_5884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592974485529043458" /></a> Kind of a "Utah Mom" look...no offense to others with this cut...I know I AM now a Utah Mom....just not quite what I expected!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXcbjpfQL8YbY4MYhyphenhyphen8IugLFk6vJcEl_u9D8mgbWf5nTbyyC1t3-JkDJAbJIKcMNiIbYZn4xdkEavI1lpGIykEWO4IDU1nQBTp-gok8hl-AMThQmwxIq6jFFHtrBak-Guz_hCRgaugqmY/s1600/IMG_5885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXcbjpfQL8YbY4MYhyphenhyphen8IugLFk6vJcEl_u9D8mgbWf5nTbyyC1t3-JkDJAbJIKcMNiIbYZn4xdkEavI1lpGIykEWO4IDU1nQBTp-gok8hl-AMThQmwxIq6jFFHtrBak-Guz_hCRgaugqmY/s400/IMG_5885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592974480564370306" /></a> I came home and threw in some curlers and it makes such a difference! I like this one WAY better!<br /><br /><br /><br />And here's a belly shot so you can see how HUGE my belly is!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJxgJsRHTxcZdcOU3z8WbE7n6zs-cAgcRKe5OLKoknuet8tK1pifhuh7YvbABwPoAd-WAIHVMbgTgkP2RhwKZxnoIzFWsTScd6qRfTkOs2tUFC5IOKuoUToRAUVVc6TNyba3vKtfWgnk/s1600/IMG_5895.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJxgJsRHTxcZdcOU3z8WbE7n6zs-cAgcRKe5OLKoknuet8tK1pifhuh7YvbABwPoAd-WAIHVMbgTgkP2RhwKZxnoIzFWsTScd6qRfTkOs2tUFC5IOKuoUToRAUVVc6TNyba3vKtfWgnk/s400/IMG_5895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592974493381535218" /></a> Only 6 more weeks!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-90428127143568459272011-04-04T19:47:00.000-07:002011-04-04T19:51:55.829-07:00Sleepy time in the shower!No not me.....<br /><br />Baby Layne!<br /><br />She's been waking up in the morning really congested from teething, all her canine teeth at once! So I bring her in to the nice warm shower with me. <br /><br />Today she fell asleep in the shower. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI5zZUixA4iEUEQptonwXGnN-XTwJqSINGTjgM6N6Fk21Mv-L6o1ua8BNdbv-P4tLMb9Pl-_dzsQe-jXzJDbkW6hHXNN4KdSOBXVB_LgCKOzKUKXlBxI1tArHrbbt5a8I9PsaBI0c7KZQ/s1600/IMG_5866.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI5zZUixA4iEUEQptonwXGnN-XTwJqSINGTjgM6N6Fk21Mv-L6o1ua8BNdbv-P4tLMb9Pl-_dzsQe-jXzJDbkW6hHXNN4KdSOBXVB_LgCKOzKUKXlBxI1tArHrbbt5a8I9PsaBI0c7KZQ/s400/IMG_5866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591926593464823298" /></a><br /><br />It was so cute I had to bang on the wall to get Dan to come a snap a photo!<br /><br />I really am going to miss her being my baby!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-18192381117846424322011-04-02T19:25:00.000-07:002011-04-04T19:47:30.471-07:00Conference Weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrbzifP1gUz6l58CJq6JOlQGtYGFVzsMS8_jlvgRuv423ipOP8kovFrj7Imr_RETa0UIxrVVHfiy4QlEgZK5GkJzD-DMhjyYDP1KX8KyGbarxUQK2R6PrzwIs9FP_fbadYfPEFWK7CKTc/s1600/IMG_5853.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrbzifP1gUz6l58CJq6JOlQGtYGFVzsMS8_jlvgRuv423ipOP8kovFrj7Imr_RETa0UIxrVVHfiy4QlEgZK5GkJzD-DMhjyYDP1KX8KyGbarxUQK2R6PrzwIs9FP_fbadYfPEFWK7CKTc/s400/IMG_5853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591924733824104050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbufXGDilK20uEnEdnia5csmJtBMpaVO9YkkwMye3BdnHlOHri-Wgco7HTs4ZH2JBdC2ipwuVc8RMAjsCuVufVy-M_NFDCGdsoKPi40VJHgBxCW2dw7VxWYGI4PKSUvohYPNKqoEP8O4/s1600/IMG_5798.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGbufXGDilK20uEnEdnia5csmJtBMpaVO9YkkwMye3BdnHlOHri-Wgco7HTs4ZH2JBdC2ipwuVc8RMAjsCuVufVy-M_NFDCGdsoKPi40VJHgBxCW2dw7VxWYGI4PKSUvohYPNKqoEP8O4/s400/IMG_5798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591924732444924898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsDDWqURZGyqDnaZZMAxpsyCxFh6PPDTANS4S2hnluesjVy5bY160VL3IbhH2SKacRdJRMr3wjbwPlNwdYFM50mu_FJgfAmwt9OfZx4CI_FRB7g5zjkwtb6ifUJZmpn-zRfbMs5C_r40/s1600/IMG_5787.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwsDDWqURZGyqDnaZZMAxpsyCxFh6PPDTANS4S2hnluesjVy5bY160VL3IbhH2SKacRdJRMr3wjbwPlNwdYFM50mu_FJgfAmwt9OfZx4CI_FRB7g5zjkwtb6ifUJZmpn-zRfbMs5C_r40/s400/IMG_5787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591924718234592354" /></a><br />My dad is a Branch President in PA and was able to get some tickets to the Saturday afternoon conference session. Well, he gave them to my sister first, but she decided to go to St George for my sister-in-law, Jamie, twin's baby blessing. Lucky us, we got them!<br /><br />We watched the morning session and readied ourselves while listening. It was kind of a stressful little bit....I was curling Reese's hair, Blake was whining about her sandals not fitting right, Layne fell down the stairs, I consoled Layne and then Reese burned her finger on the curling iron, and yes Blake was still whining about the sandals. Phew!<br /><br />With all that over I made us a picnic lunch and we hurried out the door. As we were only a few exits away I opened up the packet that held the tickets to find out where we were to park. As I looked at these awesome seats printed on the tickets I noticed that <br /><br /><br />ONLY 8 YEARS OLD AND OVER<br /><br /><br />Ugh...sigh...gasp!<br /><br />So, we found some great little group of people that were in need of tickets and handed them off. And they were some REALLY great seats! They seemed relieved to have found tickets and scurried off after expressing much gratitude! Hope you enjoyed the session people!<br /><br />We kept the parking pass and stuck around Temple Square and the Plaza. There was a camera crew getting ready, the weather was just right and there were speakers blaring conference for all outside to enjoy! So we enjoyed being on the beautiful grounds as a family and snapped tons of pictures! <br /><br />It began to sprinkle as we were loading in to the van. On our way home we swung by See's Chocolate and used my little gift certificate my sweet cousin Missy gave me and had a little sample too! After taking Dan back to his car at work, the girls and I headed home to meet up with our good friends the Danas and enjoyed dinner and playing and chatting! <br /><br />So it turned out to be a pretty good day!<br /><br /><br />(Even though at dinner I tried twice to cook rice once on the stove and once an instant in the microwave and FAILED both times, and dropped 2 eggs on the floor....sheesh!)Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-1337520214963892912011-04-01T21:05:00.000-07:002011-04-02T21:03:09.588-07:00April Fools'<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKsbxtsZDYRXVEYAswqmtBskIkPF-eFn6OT5PgNmZ5P6WaReaOlEogL3yCudUiCOXXGsN8oM8wOnxibISkmBpcQk86GoqkP5QzZv4JTaIhnJf4HO_zRPfscJLSMFxCAsR5HGsH_lUmLw/s1600/IMG_5775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLKsbxtsZDYRXVEYAswqmtBskIkPF-eFn6OT5PgNmZ5P6WaReaOlEogL3yCudUiCOXXGsN8oM8wOnxibISkmBpcQk86GoqkP5QzZv4JTaIhnJf4HO_zRPfscJLSMFxCAsR5HGsH_lUmLw/s400/IMG_5775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591202927755709298" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />How many times did I hear this phrase today! It really has got to be one of the worst "invented" days ever! <br /><br />"There's a spider on your head"<br /><br />"You sandals are untied"<br /><br />"There's an egg on your head"<br /><br />"How do you like that gum" "I'm not chewing any" "Ha April Fools'"<br /><br />Serisouly.<br /><br />Now last year I actually had some fun with it. Blake had a field trip and I mad her a sack lunch with a sandwhich with a hole in the middle, a granola bar package with a stick of cheese inside, and pack of fruit snacks but instead pretzles. Clever right!?<br /><br />This year...no energy!<br /><br />I was surprised I made it down to Orem to visit my cousin at work. She however got right in to the fooling! She makes a great assortment of cake balls/bites. Well, for today she dipped COTTON BALLS in chocolate and let people coming in and out of her work office (at the reception desk) feel free to grab a bite. Yuck! I cringe at thinking of biting in to a cotton ball. She totally has the April Fooling down.<br /><br />So glad this day is done!<br /><br />But here you can see my girls sporting some CAAAAARRAAAAZY hair. It's how Blake's school was encouraging the kids to celebrate the day without harming or hurting anyone. <br /><br /><br />I do have to say that Reese was witty today with a little joke. When at Costco there was a lady helping to box the stuff up, Reese asked "Can we live with you?" The lady, taken aback looked at her and Reese then said....<br /><br />APRIL FOOLS!!!!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />Hope you all had a fun filled day!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-16011081737408371942011-03-29T13:19:00.000-07:002011-03-30T13:52:57.313-07:00Up-Cycled T-shirt dress!<div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Round these parts we have a 2nd hand kid store called Kid 2 Kid. Same idea as Children's Orchard. Well, I took a decent sized box to my local store to get store credit or cash. well, sadly they didn't like/need a bunch of the stuff I had brought in. I thought I'd donate it to another kid in the ward until I came across this fantastic idea!</div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Cheri, over at I am Momma Hear Me Roar, stepped away from creating awesome-ness for boys and shared her creativity for "Up-cycling" clothing into something far better, and much cooler than it's original form. She even gives a step by step tutorial on her blog. </div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://iammommahearmeroar.blogspot.com/2010/11/upcycled-t-shirt-dress.html">http://iammommahearmeroar.blogspot.com/2010/11/upcycled-t-shirt-dress.html</a></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">So I decided to take those unwanted shirts and make them in to some t-shirt dresses! I was able to make 3 within an hour! Look out DI...here I come! </div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Take a look!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCXvV9weHKABHz75tMlfHdJYQGAk1-QaZNYgLVJ0BFh1IwTJ63Nd8LAzVACxRx5GG9Vif0jloxyDUV3YE4F43Ub_3wUKbNZu92lnFETAVPsLBUIRzOUbQUFSWp4YQyhWOw_0Yr-wgJc8/s1600/IMG_5761.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCXvV9weHKABHz75tMlfHdJYQGAk1-QaZNYgLVJ0BFh1IwTJ63Nd8LAzVACxRx5GG9Vif0jloxyDUV3YE4F43Ub_3wUKbNZu92lnFETAVPsLBUIRzOUbQUFSWp4YQyhWOw_0Yr-wgJc8/s400/IMG_5761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589978632792417618" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://localhost:53791/af7c10771e89aab7175a6c0c6b57f57c/image/4deeac90b3d37b07.jpg"><img src="http://localhost:53791/af7c10771e89aab7175a6c0c6b57f57c/image/4deeac90b3d37b07.jpg?size=400" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Reese was excited to wear a "brand new dress that mom made" to school today!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3p8bHVMAmv8CPoLz5UOW_PDx-LcCIZuHN9wlcCa0S6pNumQ5GZ3AQlMP2SBahPTiePFX2KPI88tsdyR-TV9FDL9geWpc6LwvNhI-TK8LWdh8N9avHWqSv1btg3Glz-Zn8BCTatlZh3rg/s1600/IMG_5755.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3p8bHVMAmv8CPoLz5UOW_PDx-LcCIZuHN9wlcCa0S6pNumQ5GZ3AQlMP2SBahPTiePFX2KPI88tsdyR-TV9FDL9geWpc6LwvNhI-TK8LWdh8N9avHWqSv1btg3Glz-Zn8BCTatlZh3rg/s400/IMG_5755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589978623998632786" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://localhost:53791/af7c10771e89aab7175a6c0c6b57f57c/image/75cdd0b1ffd476c2.jpg"><img src="http://localhost:53791/af7c10771e89aab7175a6c0c6b57f57c/image/75cdd0b1ffd476c2.jpg?size=400" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">So much for buying new stuff, I serisouly am going to hit up the DI for some quiality up-cycle-able pieces!</div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-69805924783277560212011-03-29T11:42:00.000-07:002011-03-30T13:58:15.101-07:00Layne Baby!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO_p-RjzjV-ugn9XItBNYwRMIbeBYa31N43lzpCOprRdRnAr3pXbQNMP9K1w-ou87FXRgzk-jWoub5a3wuZqNGLq0JjaQAcZqufwaKl2CkLIkxG0HXOG-Y4BPb_J_PZwCCNZEwL57dkM/s1600/IMG_5742.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO_p-RjzjV-ugn9XItBNYwRMIbeBYa31N43lzpCOprRdRnAr3pXbQNMP9K1w-ou87FXRgzk-jWoub5a3wuZqNGLq0JjaQAcZqufwaKl2CkLIkxG0HXOG-Y4BPb_J_PZwCCNZEwL57dkM/s400/IMG_5742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589980093722979410" border="0" /></a><br />Today this girl 18months old and officially in nursery! Not surprisingly the goes quite easily. She gets a little nervous on account of the 3 other kids her age with some seperation anxiety. So she tears up when the others cry. and gets her "concerned" look on her face....you know her look! <div><br /></div><div>She is so animated and happy all the time. By far she has been the easiest and most fun baby, now toddler, yet! It's amazing to me that my girls start out with such little hair and it takes nearly the first 2 years of life before I can get anything resembling a pony-tail in their hair. Here's Layne rockin' the piggies! Whenever the camera comes out she says "eeeesh, " translation: cheese. She only speaks a few words: mommy, dada, reese, cheese, oosh (shoes), baby, ball, book, mine, hi and bye....to name a few! But she is by far my best signer of all the girls. She seems to pick it up quickly and uses them more than words: water, milk, food, cheese, cat, dad, ball, book, shoes, socks, cookie, cracker, baby, help, please, thank you...there may be more but I can't think of them!</div><div><br /></div><div>This girl LOVES her sisters. She loves giving hugs and kisses to them. And is great at greeting people at the door when they come home. She is so fun to have in our family. It makes me a bit sad to think that she won'e be the baby for much longer.<br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://localhost:53791/385fd195ba9db81672df00d554ec2416/image/f123522921fb34a8.jpg"><img src="http://localhost:53791/385fd195ba9db81672df00d554ec2416/image/f123522921fb34a8.jpg?size=400" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUjkli3Mh8qQF8NsReV3y6CvSNPpBrueo4ZXfHXC1Eb6vNGeuVWtS5vdcNkwoj95Rh7JG_ybO9SYC4u2t-DyirzZeUssdx6Zjmcm7zZzwrQTTlbeQURcHuN3YJMeEiPx1NOBJRXugp8xA/s1600/IMG_5756.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUjkli3Mh8qQF8NsReV3y6CvSNPpBrueo4ZXfHXC1Eb6vNGeuVWtS5vdcNkwoj95Rh7JG_ybO9SYC4u2t-DyirzZeUssdx6Zjmcm7zZzwrQTTlbeQURcHuN3YJMeEiPx1NOBJRXugp8xA/s400/IMG_5756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589980101867313730" border="0" /></a>Today she climbed up and snuggled with me while I had some tv shows on. She snuck her arm up around my neck to feel my skin and quickly drifted off to sleep. It was so nice to snuggle with her. And have a rest with my baby. I love this girls and know that I surly was blessed when she came to be a part of my family! I love you baby girl!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://localhost:53791/385fd195ba9db81672df00d554ec2416/image/3e2bfab355bd3480.jpg"><img src="http://localhost:53791/385fd195ba9db81672df00d554ec2416/image/3e2bfab355bd3480.jpg?size=400" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><br /></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-8162810235189240102011-03-22T16:13:00.000-07:002011-03-22T16:41:50.864-07:00KidsIt's great that we live in such a family friendly neighborhood. My girls have ample grass to run in and pavement to ride and scoot around on. There's even some kids right in our little place. But here's the problem....<br /><br />there's one kid I just DON'T LIKE.<br /><br />Do I sound like a bad person? Their family is in our ward and I get along splendidly with the mom. It's the kid....even her little brother...that I don't like.<br /><br />This one girl, we'll call her "A", will come over to invite my girls over to play outside while "A" is already playing with another friend. At first I really appreciated her outgoing attitude and willingness to include my girls. However, "A" would on purpose NOT include Blake after inviting her to come out to play.<br /><br />"No this is just our worm box."<br />Saying to another child: "Do you want to come in my house, but just you."<br />"Come over and play Wii Princesses, it's a one player game so you can watch me."<br /><br />Blake, upon being invited out to play, willingly turns her down. And has expressed to me that she doesn't like playing with "A" because she's not nice.<br /><br />The younger brother, barely 3, has even scowled at Reese saying things like, "You're not nice." While Reese was just digging in the dirt <span style="font-style: italic;">completely</span> by herself. Reese looked up at him totally perplexed.<br /><br />Now you have to know that I NEVER let my kids play outside unsupervised. These kids are often outside all alone. No parent in sight. So it leaves me being a having to call out the kids on their behavior.<br /><br />So do I? Call her "A" and her brother out on their behavior.<br /><br />I was even grabbing the mail today while my big girls were running around for a minute and "A" was outside with another friend asking of my girls could come out and play. Blake decided to just do her own thing and practice running/jumping the sidewalks, and when she stopped for a moment I looked up to see the back of "A" with her hand on tilted hip, chin pointing towards Blake, hair tossing about. It looked like she was sticking her tongue out at Blake. So I called her out on it....saying "Hey, are we sticking our tongues out at our friends?" All children were stunned. Blake stood there with a mad look on her face. It ended out not being a tongue sticking out but sassy voiceless lips....same thing right!?<br /><br />I'm trying to teach my girls to stand up for themselves and tell other kids how they feel when they are being bullied, left out, or not included. I can't be the one refereeing other kids' behavior. I'm only in charge of my own kids.<br /><br />So, anyone else ever find themselves in the same situation? Any advice? Should I just keep letting my kids use me, their tired and pregnant mom, for not coming out to play. Or do I teach them how to say nicely, "You are really nice to me when we play, so when you decide to be nice let me know!"Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-33311302688257037372011-03-16T08:33:00.000-07:002011-03-16T08:38:28.855-07:00Little update!i am hungry pretty much all the time and oddly enough have had the most recent craving of hot dogs....i've detested hot dogs most of my life!<br />i'm feeling really tired and dont sleep well. so that's not cool.<br />i'm pretty done feeling large and uncomfortable only 9 weeks or so left! <span style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1300289568_1">may 20th</span>! yay!<br />i'm still amazed that it's a boy!! <br /><br />we're doing pretty well for the most part! the girls are loving school when they go and aren't sick. i tell ya we've had pretty much every illness in our home in the past 3 months...ENOUGH already! today reese is home with a <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1300289568_2">sore throat</span> and cough that sometimes makes her throw up! blake enjoys school. its a nice long day and i look forward to having them go to the same school! less traveling around town and a nice quiet house for me!<br /><br />man, today i'm just soooo tired! i know it will go away eventually....but it just makes for a grumpy mom!<br /><br />oh and fantastic news about dan! he has 3 classes to take next semester, 1 on campus and 2 online, they all transfer to berklee which leaves that one conducting class. he was able to contact the dept chair and find out that he can do independent study and test with the professor and then be done. bada bing bada boom he'll have his bachelor's degree by the end of summer!!!!! yay! it gets even better! he wants to get a degree in information systems from byu, as it turns out the masters program is one of the few that does NOT require that he have a bachelor's in information systems. sooooo we plan on him taking all the pre-recs for the masters program over the next few semesters and begin the masters program fall 2012. it's less than a year in length!!! we really hope it all goes according to plan! and then we'll see what 2013 will bring us...that is if the world hasn't ended!<br /><br />thanks for checking in on us!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-110213863488844592011-03-04T16:02:00.000-08:002011-03-04T16:02:26.845-08:00This is my view from the front door!<div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgga3Pdpl-melM61Z52G0ML3adUgIiUdBY7t4TbEkh16CJiq7zU39e9qzV4dJFsXsJxCTOEqC6WD6exLAzZze04NJy0uvJX4dfeIv_MqriGTwgeuKNMrSFHPjran9SGVMamqlPBNA6N1OA/s1600/IMG_5439.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgga3Pdpl-melM61Z52G0ML3adUgIiUdBY7t4TbEkh16CJiq7zU39e9qzV4dJFsXsJxCTOEqC6WD6exLAzZze04NJy0uvJX4dfeIv_MqriGTwgeuKNMrSFHPjran9SGVMamqlPBNA6N1OA/s400/IMG_5439.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-12684281062085457912011-03-04T15:45:00.000-08:002011-03-04T15:45:49.862-08:00Our winter!<div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;">So winters around here are a bit different from what we've grown used to. Overnight it snowed and snowed and snowed! Oh it was so pretty to see all the fluffly white snow all around in the morning! We got to scoop some fresh snow and eat it, shoveling the fluffly white goodness was a breeze....it was like powder moving it. This was LAST friday. I went to a Dr's appointment in the morning and ran a few errands. When I cam home around 11:30a someone had made a 3 foot tall snowman in the yard. Well, around 3p when I was off to pick up Blake from school, the sky was clear, the streets were clear, and there wasn't ANY snow on the ground anywhere....ANYWHERE! In fact as I drove I wondered to myself if it was in fact last night that it had dumped so much snow. It was. And this is winter. Plenty of snow that falls and falls, but is likely NOT to stick for long.....but probably warm up a good 10-20 degrees throughout the day. So if you think "Ugh, I could never move to Utah with all that snow!" Think again!</div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKdMo6aCyS6eWIpsEC0_U5NYXTNctQjSSywIFPdtC7wRv3AUk3_IkjvWiJV6yJOg5eljgLGl8VxlD-1aPVMXCtd9vH_mWc52olqyhPxZn96akAJJVvlHqbjUUbqOP8Ii5sOpO-MgkJEkU/s1600/IMG_5570.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKdMo6aCyS6eWIpsEC0_U5NYXTNctQjSSywIFPdtC7wRv3AUk3_IkjvWiJV6yJOg5eljgLGl8VxlD-1aPVMXCtd9vH_mWc52olqyhPxZn96akAJJVvlHqbjUUbqOP8Ii5sOpO-MgkJEkU/s400/IMG_5570.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1T6SecXNNXs3YDflQ1RGGz1cN9eJA8i5yU4BM5IDYm65nZ3467lLJ7kAwR5a8F1BdfQ7gzaGltPHZI11JuSMrWLFSRLwwfBwUjlXhImdQTf65GqeXprWhnUfrqbbrC1VoJQJGfVip63E/s1600/IMG_5571.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1T6SecXNNXs3YDflQ1RGGz1cN9eJA8i5yU4BM5IDYm65nZ3467lLJ7kAwR5a8F1BdfQ7gzaGltPHZI11JuSMrWLFSRLwwfBwUjlXhImdQTf65GqeXprWhnUfrqbbrC1VoJQJGfVip63E/s400/IMG_5571.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-7274419455970761322011-02-25T09:02:00.000-08:002011-03-04T16:01:02.469-08:00Family Time!<div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">My Grandparents were in town for a family funeral and we were so lucky to get to see them for a minute and have a family dinner at Golden Corral! Some of my cousins made it along with their kids. It isn't often we get to see these grandparents as they live in Canada. Anyways, we had a GREAT time!!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SkHxYoOL1M7M1AR7kAvY3MyNZeB9esdQZVc21UTsFVSi9mbPYAl-218PmvM8o2mO8Lvf1nMaK0laGoN5ollUK9hnBL0BURDDOJDuV4OJUnqPZlV29PDag0fseQPfyM0sSg3kezFRwig/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SkHxYoOL1M7M1AR7kAvY3MyNZeB9esdQZVc21UTsFVSi9mbPYAl-218PmvM8o2mO8Lvf1nMaK0laGoN5ollUK9hnBL0BURDDOJDuV4OJUnqPZlV29PDag0fseQPfyM0sSg3kezFRwig/s400/IMG_5563.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The girls had their pick of the desserts and couldn't get enough....neither could I!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7SkHxYoOL1M7M1AR7kAvY3MyNZeB9esdQZVc21UTsFVSi9mbPYAl-218PmvM8o2mO8Lvf1nMaK0laGoN5ollUK9hnBL0BURDDOJDuV4OJUnqPZlV29PDag0fseQPfyM0sSg3kezFRwig/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG"></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8Mz5B95Hf90PVUXfM4xg-5OsV0G_VyU87Ih4ziAtkCH-ILUBkembqL1dqOEXMEIPEYmuspGzNb11u5gZvoOjieSomSSWdwORI0bIOwxtRZQ32vyB1J48r2tKXSpeDiz4QDIOZ3N91NI/s1600/IMG_5565.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc8Mz5B95Hf90PVUXfM4xg-5OsV0G_VyU87Ih4ziAtkCH-ILUBkembqL1dqOEXMEIPEYmuspGzNb11u5gZvoOjieSomSSWdwORI0bIOwxtRZQ32vyB1J48r2tKXSpeDiz4QDIOZ3N91NI/s400/IMG_5565.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My cousin Beau, he has lived with us in CA a couple of different times so the girls LOVE seeing him! He so kindly helped Blake dish up on both kids of ice cream on one cone!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiheT85yGQ6tOCsBKtMNxkh0p5Sby7BELChvXV-QW0aHjd5LzXHYtlpKbb_f7Dc_0j37hQicpsiVWxMnbXq9uw6wPGK4nt4aIUeqzqxd6IYJqUpIlDHrtlHfeR6PmGfkSMLpYZVHL0uDEo/s1600/IMG_5567.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiheT85yGQ6tOCsBKtMNxkh0p5Sby7BELChvXV-QW0aHjd5LzXHYtlpKbb_f7Dc_0j37hQicpsiVWxMnbXq9uw6wPGK4nt4aIUeqzqxd6IYJqUpIlDHrtlHfeR6PmGfkSMLpYZVHL0uDEo/s400/IMG_5567.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My grandma, I have so many wonderful memories of my grandparents and hope my girls will be able to get to know them some too! Layne w/ Great Grandma Pitcher.<br />(Yes my Grandma looks young, she is. Both my grandparents are still only 78, I think!)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaozy5JnmS_BJ-z7RskoY3oA_oNn2pxPDjNpYJ-WinFHpqskDkS2dJw6qDmnNe2XDV1y70oixqa2LrmHNURHZvP3CsSwCYlIe4XugJV3wIokqel7r306f4D-nZsaX3gmaWS6rzW-1G-J8/s1600/IMG_5568.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaozy5JnmS_BJ-z7RskoY3oA_oNn2pxPDjNpYJ-WinFHpqskDkS2dJw6qDmnNe2XDV1y70oixqa2LrmHNURHZvP3CsSwCYlIe4XugJV3wIokqel7r306f4D-nZsaX3gmaWS6rzW-1G-J8/s400/IMG_5568.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Second Cousins! Some people think it's odd that I'm close with MANY of my cousins, and my kids KNOW their 2nd cousins. Here's Taylor and Shasta's girls. Love good family time!<br /></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-2768478786357485092011-02-25T08:25:00.000-08:002011-02-25T08:26:12.395-08:00Rock Climbing Reese<div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;">Yes I realize that many of my posts lately have been about Reese! I will change that! BUT...look at the fun this little girl had! My sister Kale has membership to THE QUARY a rock climbing gym. On Fridays she can bring a guest for free. Sadly I cannot go with this tiny growing baby in my body. Reese had been hesitant to go with Kale but finally she agreed to going and had a fun time! Next time Blake will get a chance! </div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitL08Sn3l70y_LPen_AH4gPh1dtEmnJiEUduXniNfFvTp6JVexAFGYt6Ayh2RqtsTz_fVvCqpMJQwyC7hQ8P5V1gdO34gqt1RgYxvLB1ZKs0RwHNHTYh_h9meWuntcM4y0F28Q6owldzo/s1600/IMG_5544.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitL08Sn3l70y_LPen_AH4gPh1dtEmnJiEUduXniNfFvTp6JVexAFGYt6Ayh2RqtsTz_fVvCqpMJQwyC7hQ8P5V1gdO34gqt1RgYxvLB1ZKs0RwHNHTYh_h9meWuntcM4y0F28Q6owldzo/s400/IMG_5544.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><br /></div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitL08Sn3l70y_LPen_AH4gPh1dtEmnJiEUduXniNfFvTp6JVexAFGYt6Ayh2RqtsTz_fVvCqpMJQwyC7hQ8P5V1gdO34gqt1RgYxvLB1ZKs0RwHNHTYh_h9meWuntcM4y0F28Q6owldzo/s1600/IMG_5544.JPG"></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKegNv2H8Xz62ke_RTuLh4-CrL6xy7JmTVQWwJtWMZJAQc5SaPB8WJbl6QDDz2LRZI8nZvL9Mc5e7FAv9NMleEoOxE880NFnZ22NDKueTtzNy26V_NvS8XXlYWWPIwABZTin99QciWBc/s1600/IMG_5548.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMKegNv2H8Xz62ke_RTuLh4-CrL6xy7JmTVQWwJtWMZJAQc5SaPB8WJbl6QDDz2LRZI8nZvL9Mc5e7FAv9NMleEoOxE880NFnZ22NDKueTtzNy26V_NvS8XXlYWWPIwABZTin99QciWBc/s400/IMG_5548.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bphUiyet0vIdFyaGsAXVMx1FEqyTI-yruws3hsmnp0qQi3BxQTAP9Fk_08lFdF05mEzgIuMrkGtW2CtQooIAsCBQYS5XOPksXIAeQj6EIqWjBhIFm7wgqUHNJkiRRmf6ANIl2GXA9eY/s1600/IMG_5552.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5bphUiyet0vIdFyaGsAXVMx1FEqyTI-yruws3hsmnp0qQi3BxQTAP9Fk_08lFdF05mEzgIuMrkGtW2CtQooIAsCBQYS5XOPksXIAeQj6EIqWjBhIFm7wgqUHNJkiRRmf6ANIl2GXA9eY/s400/IMG_5552.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZW3X_66ePo2fBREXuSGH50TC76srLytSSQK9t-sYSvX9BH-3QMWfje6olzWbsoHj2IO2nwzAT81VmZfGz1Y1s1MkyiGu77g6m9K8ILG2Y1Ij98_GjPwGkSv5Z4dp77OpDkblGEr-bhLI/s1600/IMG_5562.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZW3X_66ePo2fBREXuSGH50TC76srLytSSQK9t-sYSvX9BH-3QMWfje6olzWbsoHj2IO2nwzAT81VmZfGz1Y1s1MkyiGu77g6m9K8ILG2Y1Ij98_GjPwGkSv5Z4dp77OpDkblGEr-bhLI/s400/IMG_5562.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-68687414145129570402011-02-16T20:11:00.000-08:002011-02-16T20:11:54.876-08:00My little girl is 5!!<div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXrDGby33Ylu4GN1JYbxMEe0uSfUs-UROVB1VrnYixCEUpcn4zOfMNap5s-zbJWe4fIyNDZVecDLcd4rpBBOYWNwZDRilmnM8aPZPT22jV8uZZo49cesDRESPy5pl6S28FAP3i5Lyr8A/s1600/IMG_5490.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjXrDGby33Ylu4GN1JYbxMEe0uSfUs-UROVB1VrnYixCEUpcn4zOfMNap5s-zbJWe4fIyNDZVecDLcd4rpBBOYWNwZDRilmnM8aPZPT22jV8uZZo49cesDRESPy5pl6S28FAP3i5Lyr8A/s400/IMG_5490.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtcL47sWwFfS5UubaMaQn23CT6dY-VlGGLuGiR5fRokHeQyZaYXPpNuXWrKNbe1weEadbQrbgloKK3XOXiy0KnCbbdVnL7SsMqxfM9oh2nTpQZa1UY-012_U0wzPe507Sn5fyHasgrPRE/s1600/IMG_5487.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtcL47sWwFfS5UubaMaQn23CT6dY-VlGGLuGiR5fRokHeQyZaYXPpNuXWrKNbe1weEadbQrbgloKK3XOXiy0KnCbbdVnL7SsMqxfM9oh2nTpQZa1UY-012_U0wzPe507Sn5fyHasgrPRE/s400/IMG_5487.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZjfnwsoEhCGS-xBNmvpGZyf1K8UJCN0jBDRYBrvjjNQ3AFzN5-Js3b1GMgxAs764Y_97lpr8U1EjJFcEmneEcFgnFDhQWpYKD_cw0hP5L8U9vVse2iF6g5Kmp4gcWYK9pdUwlHYtbcg/s1600/IMG_5482.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZjfnwsoEhCGS-xBNmvpGZyf1K8UJCN0jBDRYBrvjjNQ3AFzN5-Js3b1GMgxAs764Y_97lpr8U1EjJFcEmneEcFgnFDhQWpYKD_cw0hP5L8U9vVse2iF6g5Kmp4gcWYK9pdUwlHYtbcg/s400/IMG_5482.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div>Color? PINK<div>Show? PINK PANTHER & Rugrats</div><div>Movie? Barbie and a Mermaid Tale</div><div>Ice cream? Mint like dad</div><div>Place to visit? both grandparents' houses</div><div>Mountains or Beach? Beach, but I don't like to get sand on my hands, only on my feet</div><div>Tater-tots or hot dogs? Tater tots</div><div>Best friend? Logan</div><div>Letter? R, becuase it goes in my name</div><div>Primary Song? I am Child of God</div><div>Prophet? Joseph Smith</div><div>Any thing else? You didn't ask me my favorite number</div><div>Ok what is it? 5 becuase I'm 5, so that's my favorite</div><div>(funny thing and I shared this with her..but that's wht 5 is my favorite number, becuase I remember when I turned 5 and deicided that would be my favorite number)</div><div><br /></div><div>I sure do love this little girl! She is always thinking and asking questions....and doesn't realize that her questions stem from her dreams both day and night. She put this cute little outfit together herself, and I think she's great! Happy Birthday my sweet girl! I love you!</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-45938953645822916432011-02-16T19:57:00.000-08:002011-02-16T19:58:13.308-08:00Cakes!<div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKQLJwNDCt-9ditmM_DMcm3YJ5txyDOhLQm9mSJOuHDC4dS74_w-ilyrc5SNG5CFgd_qvdw-RQD_IQvKwEi8bYObYKUvzFoQs5ro0vKQCRHXfkdZ42JyooKhcx5j33xKhnkPq61-z90w/s1600/IMG_5503.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidKQLJwNDCt-9ditmM_DMcm3YJ5txyDOhLQm9mSJOuHDC4dS74_w-ilyrc5SNG5CFgd_qvdw-RQD_IQvKwEi8bYObYKUvzFoQs5ro0vKQCRHXfkdZ42JyooKhcx5j33xKhnkPq61-z90w/s400/IMG_5503.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;">Here's the Butterfly cake for Reese's birthday!</div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNxosq44Lw9TzYM5s3Q8bvW5gGI5o-hG86LJ0hZaOzowwSfFknGi-_dGAi29f1bibsGnJVSowVYEWypCNZm2deJzJNldJF-HCGIScAAfyoSsg75l0sPLnRt7rOqUYSzWom74VcxoLTf_c/s1600/IMG_5502.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNxosq44Lw9TzYM5s3Q8bvW5gGI5o-hG86LJ0hZaOzowwSfFknGi-_dGAi29f1bibsGnJVSowVYEWypCNZm2deJzJNldJF-HCGIScAAfyoSsg75l0sPLnRt7rOqUYSzWom74VcxoLTf_c/s400/IMG_5502.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;">And this amazing mountain cake that I helped out with a bit! My sister Kale make this masterpiece! She and her boyfriend rock climb together and his bday happens to be Reese's, too! So we had fun with cakes! AND lots of dishes!!!!</div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0062DpoakcWCzx9i-6VKH7zW-52Q0Qc6KediNByNf5BA2Y0ZHLhyphenhyphenMQSNmx5vabHJjKjlRWp0ooWksErNnX21P8LP41nGnJbet4hw6Y2AyxtfwoqYwY9i_8ibLQBBvgJR6RPU5I7lR0Q/s1600/IMG_5501.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0062DpoakcWCzx9i-6VKH7zW-52Q0Qc6KediNByNf5BA2Y0ZHLhyphenhyphenMQSNmx5vabHJjKjlRWp0ooWksErNnX21P8LP41nGnJbet4hw6Y2AyxtfwoqYwY9i_8ibLQBBvgJR6RPU5I7lR0Q/s400/IMG_5501.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRXFMTjcjqVJnwcFu6yyzHnAJKIRHNvO5nonh0MoVGJadOPa9hgiBjJFXGcpUGfTWranpy7jB4ZXHaV9_jOQ8hbvXLL-eFI488Zj_G9AsAik3eSe1z-0I21bnUYV9BfYFH0h_R8YSkHrM/s1600/IMG_5500.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRXFMTjcjqVJnwcFu6yyzHnAJKIRHNvO5nonh0MoVGJadOPa9hgiBjJFXGcpUGfTWranpy7jB4ZXHaV9_jOQ8hbvXLL-eFI488Zj_G9AsAik3eSe1z-0I21bnUYV9BfYFH0h_R8YSkHrM/s400/IMG_5500.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-17129384190936498662011-02-16T19:34:00.000-08:002011-02-16T19:54:19.066-08:00Reese is 5!<div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Reese's day went a little like this!<br /><br />Wake up and put the darnedest cute outfit on and eat breakfast with the family,then open a present from Grandparents Morris (a Tinkerbell doll that she played with right when she got home from school!) , then off to school with a bag full of cookies to share with her preschool class(she was anxious to go as she has been sick with a really bad cough/cold that has ended up as an ear infection). She came home from school had a bite and some time to play with her new doll all alone! I was busy working on her butterfly cake that turned out great! <br /><br />After picking up Blake from school we "hid" her birthday presents and played "Hot & Cold" a family tradition from since I was a little kid! Then her guests arrived! We watched "Rugrats" as we waited for a few more guests then gathered together to read a story, went to the table for some butterfly shaped cheese and crackers, made a craft. Back down stairs for a game of "Catterpiller catterpiller, butterfly" (think duck duck goose)! Opened some presents...ate some cake. Ran..no fluttered outside and then went home. It was a short hour and a half party and turned out wonderfully!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWY5roxhVZn1cSy4dbLDyOvIs-jHiPkM9UAWjImAepG1695SgfknyaUWIJoiD7tOGIrjPZDJGd3ZRTLr0QfnaxMgIDZAKSaeZ8dnsFU71w-OyyNywnOl46eoxdLYDCOnZW5S5PX-GFa4/s1600/IMG_5537.JPG"><img style="width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCWY5roxhVZn1cSy4dbLDyOvIs-jHiPkM9UAWjImAepG1695SgfknyaUWIJoiD7tOGIrjPZDJGd3ZRTLr0QfnaxMgIDZAKSaeZ8dnsFU71w-OyyNywnOl46eoxdLYDCOnZW5S5PX-GFa4/s400/IMG_5537.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div>Look at this darling birthday girl!!!!! Here is an end to a great day...how did we get there? take a look!<br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3l9qQdJB0Jk8qMv2vUuPr-22zyxKvwKMJYszKnnTVQrvTytDes89sgi_85-HKpa2eh5lJh08uwCUfOoyk3PHlgl7oyP1geWButVSPlR-zCzVsvYosgCiNtGDUj11vrhHTK-HqOUMPfvk/s1600/IMG_5519.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3l9qQdJB0Jk8qMv2vUuPr-22zyxKvwKMJYszKnnTVQrvTytDes89sgi_85-HKpa2eh5lJh08uwCUfOoyk3PHlgl7oyP1geWButVSPlR-zCzVsvYosgCiNtGDUj11vrhHTK-HqOUMPfvk/s400/IMG_5519.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div>Make craft about the life cycle of a butterfly<br />(did you notice the AMAZINGly decorated butterfly cake...I did that! thanks! it's a theme!)<br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvqwwbNO1fVxYyx5b2tHIwdVBdi6cUWObP1OLj8TFQCyf1BwZFLr_Kb9Kduayc2GCnT5pqTAhCMsodkbQYtjj5CYGDlvMhmmRrWixKBcKNSMCUcJlte3fDIKJtjh40pKIAlmWoKtNH6E/s1600/IMG_5511.JPG"><img style="width: 335px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvqwwbNO1fVxYyx5b2tHIwdVBdi6cUWObP1OLj8TFQCyf1BwZFLr_Kb9Kduayc2GCnT5pqTAhCMsodkbQYtjj5CYGDlvMhmmRrWixKBcKNSMCUcJlte3fDIKJtjh40pKIAlmWoKtNH6E/s400/IMG_5511.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;">Read the kiddos the famous story "The hungry Little Catepiller"<br />and take longer than usual!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzaLSqa6a0fEnnJBS32BsA18xZL2W1nS7_tAqXc7h6yNqqNl2Zovk52FG3_DgRJeEqwde9YjukFkf7Fgc_b0MswlxSFyZEJ4Ex2JcF-on4svS5VrPhnEWBnmrPXycOlvNEscEU0QHas9U/s1600/IMG_5515.JPG"><img style="width: 289px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzaLSqa6a0fEnnJBS32BsA18xZL2W1nS7_tAqXc7h6yNqqNl2Zovk52FG3_DgRJeEqwde9YjukFkf7Fgc_b0MswlxSFyZEJ4Ex2JcF-on4svS5VrPhnEWBnmrPXycOlvNEscEU0QHas9U/s400/IMG_5515.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />Eat butterfly shaped cheeses and crackers!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I think it was a really great day! Thanks for all those that participated!<a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076454735240492921.post-8481407881076249442011-02-16T19:25:00.000-08:002011-02-16T19:29:44.459-08:00Reese gets a haircut!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUx_zAaRI9c/TVyVRAScWvI/AAAAAAAAAxU/8o3bU1wNrB4/s1600%20%20/IMG_5464.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSt7Tm86IZNx0tfjaC24OEgcWncLlqIz85UqlgYh_lJZm3qa6Whm3Rblj5ngVWEmAZAnManjSGyyKrDHqjMNvMaZYf5NSpfWyN-9BETn0Hq5v-rkg8F-1AsXfIJTRVpEFdDNRCs9gPcpk/s400/IMG_5464.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbKF8fC9LKpSuAyDwGcrl-aS6uWRwB7-TAbO6aZl1Bb41TctiC8tT5xOdmIGrkTuV7M9nbcRIec1hpOpV9ZSG8mmawGFktQTmAHNwJ4GbXfE_Y9_a21Y44xcIkzOBrvjMYdAmVe3uPBX4/s400/IMG_5465.JPG" alt="" border="0" /> <div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"> </div><br />Reese has been wanting to get her hair cut shorter ever since Blake got her's done! So Monday (Valentine's Day) we just did it!!!! She got out of her tub and we all for it! And man it turned out DARLING!!!!<div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ObblbkRAfuGyJ2IQHTuMvuzV1eVAM3EI0M8MluLqM1belVQFhhAa2_SoPJPohEhgQn7nktcxfaysf9CedS4K4WvabhvUcV1XRbwOCRbFyazqs2UzDuyYMZ0ZH0RNRG-_Jt45z3NslUg/s400/IMG_5466.JPG" alt="" border="0" /><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WqTh3tI4E4o/TVyVQ1Dt0aI/AAAAAAAAAxM/nn9HOxqu4YE/s1600%20%20/IMG_5471.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXmzymTtYcy8DXPj80jIE9WPyJd7_aneCjtJvL2MHwWzcjgwQ2vXGJOU-UbBb5oKr87I7cY9a3EOVYQL2RSDDnZe6egdJA8lehiOb6CXk4OflyXwhEJowjRam-MfBrHaOPhvM9MeVjjQ/s400/IMG_5471.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7ObblbkRAfuGyJ2IQHTuMvuzV1eVAM3EI0M8MluLqM1belVQFhhAa2_SoPJPohEhgQn7nktcxfaysf9CedS4K4WvabhvUcV1XRbwOCRbFyazqs2UzDuyYMZ0ZH0RNRG-_Jt45z3NslUg/" 0px="" auto=""></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXmzymTtYcy8DXPj80jIE9WPyJd7_aneCjtJvL2MHwWzcjgwQ2vXGJOU-UbBb5oKr87I7cY9a3EOVYQL2RSDDnZe6egdJA8lehiOb6CXk4OflyXwhEJowjRam-MfBrHaOPhvM9MeVjjQ/"><br /></a></div>Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16837148384359683007noreply@blogger.com5