tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-190764662024-03-13T22:36:05.780-07:00B r i a r H e r eBRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.comBlogger299125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-6848521435585305432011-08-12T13:58:00.000-07:002011-08-12T14:27:52.328-07:00Summer Part I<div>
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<br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrSzP-NacQo/TkWVuv3arrI/AAAAAAAAC48/7jisG_NnBts/s1600/P1130760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IrSzP-NacQo/TkWVuv3arrI/AAAAAAAAC48/7jisG_NnBts/s640/P1130760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640078738706837170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Eden, Toren and I waited on the front lawn the last day of school for "The Bigs" to get home. We were all so excited for them to be home with us for a few months.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">
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<br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg5LV8iKFXg/TkWUal79wkI/AAAAAAAAC4c/8QXVy73lHJs/s1600/IMG_3501.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg5LV8iKFXg/TkWUal79wkI/AAAAAAAAC4c/8QXVy73lHJs/s640/IMG_3501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640077292932547138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We took the trax from our house all the way downtown to visit Ben at work. The drop-off was further than we thought from the new building. We walked about 2 miles in 90+ temps. It was good character building, right?</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68DO5SuHwhc/TkWUaTBBTSI/AAAAAAAAC4U/8zXX7OTCEGM/s1600/IMG_3499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68DO5SuHwhc/TkWUaTBBTSI/AAAAAAAAC4U/8zXX7OTCEGM/s640/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640077287853477154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hot pink strands for summer</div><div style="text-align: center;">
<br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhQu48dw11g/TkWUaN2naZI/AAAAAAAAC4M/N_JN2QOuomk/s1600/IMG_3719.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhQu48dw11g/TkWUaN2naZI/AAAAAAAAC4M/N_JN2QOuomk/s640/IMG_3719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640077286467660178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Tay and Aves each took a friend to see Monte Carlo at the theatre.</div></div></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-72783190058979290522011-06-08T15:00:00.001-07:002011-06-08T15:03:34.290-07:00AVERY<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p36U7f-PgZI/Te_xFQ_KnTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/DI1aCZhI4CE/s1600/P1130628_2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p36U7f-PgZI/Te_xFQ_KnTI/AAAAAAAAC4E/DI1aCZhI4CE/s640/P1130628_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615972333115841842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Our little Avery turned 8 and was baptized last weekend. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She truly is our Angel.</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-5436439975369364632011-05-17T23:17:00.000-07:002011-05-17T23:34:00.671-07:00Easter<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tUn2UmcHiJI/TdNk5NbL-MI/AAAAAAAAC3w/S05kcY6UkbE/s1600/P1130181.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tUn2UmcHiJI/TdNk5NbL-MI/AAAAAAAAC3w/S05kcY6UkbE/s640/P1130181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607936895025412290" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Easter is my favorite holiday. No fuss, just family and a relaxing Sunday marking (what should be) the beginning of Spring.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3LDv10L8hM/TdNk47baX-I/AAAAAAAAC3o/o0RcRTijMjg/s1600/P1130202.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N3LDv10L8hM/TdNk47baX-I/AAAAAAAAC3o/o0RcRTijMjg/s640/P1130202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607936890194517986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Toren, just happy to be here, as always.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtBGIHifpQU/TdNk4TfvlSI/AAAAAAAAC3g/cLcav3uCesY/s1600/P1130157.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xtBGIHifpQU/TdNk4TfvlSI/AAAAAAAAC3g/cLcav3uCesY/s640/P1130157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607936879475266850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Eden, after being nervous to come downstairs in the morning, eventually realized that </div><div style="text-align: center;">"the bunny is so fun!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaC-1c1N_Vg/TdNk4KNQisI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-NPRQCKdbcY/s1600/P1130152.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SaC-1c1N_Vg/TdNk4KNQisI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-NPRQCKdbcY/s640/P1130152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607936876981816002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Avery won the Easter Egg Hunt, hands down.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zY37MSchKKM/TdNk3gR7-_I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/VBP8foEpsKs/s1600/P1130161.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zY37MSchKKM/TdNk3gR7-_I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/VBP8foEpsKs/s640/P1130161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607936865727151090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Téa, our reluctant teenager.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JofSmFov1Ec/TdNlBwLqsGI/AAAAAAAAC34/xez0tlf2qmc/s1600/P1130190.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JofSmFov1Ec/TdNlBwLqsGI/AAAAAAAAC34/xez0tlf2qmc/s640/P1130190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607937041794510946" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">In our house, if you snooze, you don't necessarily lose. . .you just eat alone. Eden slept through dinner but didn't seem to mind the one-on-one company. </div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-77855794122231315812011-04-07T14:13:00.000-07:002011-04-07T14:14:14.406-07:00Edie-tude<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFvG_qJxkoU/TZ4pBtGn-zI/AAAAAAAAC3I/6w7DINRwb_o/s1600/P1120906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sFvG_qJxkoU/TZ4pBtGn-zI/AAAAAAAAC3I/6w7DINRwb_o/s640/P1120906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592952896504724274" /></a>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-22993252882389789212011-03-22T13:29:00.000-07:002011-03-22T13:38:11.896-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSeJcgEnAVo/TYkGtY0XV9I/AAAAAAAAC3A/QYniYo7G8T0/s1600/P1120886.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zSeJcgEnAVo/TYkGtY0XV9I/AAAAAAAAC3A/QYniYo7G8T0/s640/P1120886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587004189555775442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZxMbhY0A4k/TYkGs99xdqI/AAAAAAAAC24/81RT8qfkW1g/s1600/P1120863.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LZxMbhY0A4k/TYkGs99xdqI/AAAAAAAAC24/81RT8qfkW1g/s640/P1120863.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587004182347478690" /></a>As you can see by the green glaze on Eden's face, Ben had brought home doughnuts for breakfast on St. Patrick's Day. And as you can see by the rice cereal on Toren's face, Eden had <i>tried</i> to feed him breakfast. I think one was more satisfied with their morning meal than the other.BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-84733065842314839912011-02-07T10:26:00.000-08:002011-02-07T10:45:00.317-08:00The Chief<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TVA5cJn2BlI/AAAAAAAAC2g/9vNdcOAo5GM/s1600/photo%2B2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TVA5cJn2BlI/AAAAAAAAC2g/9vNdcOAo5GM/s640/photo%2B2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571015894839461458" /></a>Some days the most quality-time I get with my baby is when the other three are fast asleep. I can honestly say he is the most amazing baby on the planet. He smiles so big that you think his face will crack; his chubby cheeks cannot be pushed any tighter. <div><br /></div><div>If you pucker up, he will always lean in for a kiss. He can't stop himself. Last night he was so so tired. Every time he would lean in for a kiss, his head would get so heavy that he couldn't lift it. He would have slept right there if I let him.</div><div><br /></div><div>I still can't believe he's mine.</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-50411442892222575952011-01-18T13:07:00.000-08:002011-01-18T15:22:38.381-08:00INSOMNIA<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYBhiZE4_I/AAAAAAAAC1w/PPVVdzj82Yg/s640/P1000348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563636065342120946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYYdQKlepI/AAAAAAAAC14/XObTzNJoLxM/s640/tea_fall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563661280497466002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYY44Q4PkI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/I6-HP1cX4GE/s1600/tea_pb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYY44Q4PkI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/I6-HP1cX4GE/s640/tea_pb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563661755117747778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYY02psDJI/AAAAAAAAC2I/kkh9IHfrmBM/s1600/scan.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYYvx7ywyI/AAAAAAAAC2A/zmROd0l-X1k/s1600/quatro_web.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYYvx7ywyI/AAAAAAAAC2A/zmROd0l-X1k/s640/quatro_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563661598799872802" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYYdQKlepI/AAAAAAAAC14/XObTzNJoLxM/s1600/tea_fall.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYY02psDJI/AAAAAAAAC2I/kkh9IHfrmBM/s640/scan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563661685965458578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was midnight and it may as well been lunchtime. My body had no intention of falling asleep; I could tell it wasn't even considering it. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, I came down into the office assuming I'd be back in bed within the hour. Six and a half hours later, I had gone through every old disk and every old file. I pulled out 477 photos, most of which I did not even know existed. Here are a few of the salvaged images/scans I found that night.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I have insomnia to thank and my body to pay back.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYBhiZE4_I/AAAAAAAAC1w/PPVVdzj82Yg/s1600/P1000348.JPG"></a></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-34292828197471871622011-01-18T13:05:00.000-08:002011-01-18T13:06:50.098-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYAvTUY0WI/AAAAAAAAC1o/MLPDi8AjFeI/s1600/IMG_1327.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TTYAvTUY0WI/AAAAAAAAC1o/MLPDi8AjFeI/s640/IMG_1327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563635202302464354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Eden and The Chapstick need to stop meeting like this.</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-91804871257485190202011-01-02T12:23:00.000-08:002011-01-02T12:33:59.504-08:00CHRISTMAS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfsWiYUCI/AAAAAAAAC1g/9o8uy8VlRl4/s1600/P1120341.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfsWiYUCI/AAAAAAAAC1g/9o8uy8VlRl4/s640/P1120341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557687893232209954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Toren slept through most of the day but was happy to get his first tooth for Christmas.</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfM_B0ZUI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/PGvxEqAE3tI/s1600/P1120247.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfM_B0ZUI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/PGvxEqAE3tI/s640/P1120247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557687354345678146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Tracking Santa on NORAD on Christmas Eve.</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfMqOM01I/AAAAAAAAC1Q/u6s5uxi90_o/s1600/P1120282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TSDfMqOM01I/AAAAAAAAC1Q/u6s5uxi90_o/s640/P1120282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557687348760466258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas Morning</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-22648485256912329692010-12-26T15:43:00.000-08:002010-12-26T15:47:50.035-08:00Christmas Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRfTTORZroI/AAAAAAAAC0o/BDJNncaXtcw/s1600/P1120332.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRfTTORZroI/AAAAAAAAC0o/BDJNncaXtcw/s640/P1120332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555140992586854018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This pretty much sums up our Christmas. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was perfect.</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-54665277667563850182010-12-22T14:43:00.000-08:002010-12-22T14:54:15.475-08:00Only 3 More Sleeps!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRJ_UlyxjKI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/Dx1spxxbvLs/s1600/IMG_6223.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRJ_UlyxjKI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/Dx1spxxbvLs/s640/IMG_6223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553641282220428450" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRJ_Tt9D-yI/AAAAAAAAC0I/QlI4FaIXjSs/s1600/IMG_6220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRJ_Tt9D-yI/AAAAAAAAC0I/QlI4FaIXjSs/s640/IMG_6220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553641267231193890" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRKBGgQl31I/AAAAAAAAC0g/61qHdBlDlTg/s1600/IMG_6216%2B3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TRKBGgQl31I/AAAAAAAAC0g/61qHdBlDlTg/s640/IMG_6216%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553643239239966546" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-383822642905239652010-12-13T10:36:00.000-08:002010-12-13T10:46:20.201-08:00Finally, the Tree<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZo0NPhtMI/AAAAAAAACz4/1aoPl8B6fck/s1600/IMG_6186.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZo0NPhtMI/AAAAAAAACz4/1aoPl8B6fck/s640/IMG_6186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550238836897985730" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZozjrRCRI/AAAAAAAACzw/RCCTjBzGXMM/s1600/IMG_6189.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZozjrRCRI/AAAAAAAACzw/RCCTjBzGXMM/s640/IMG_6189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550238825740044562" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZozGadl_I/AAAAAAAACzo/dHMXFuCGdNw/s1600/IMG_6199.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZozGadl_I/AAAAAAAACzo/dHMXFuCGdNw/s640/IMG_6199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550238817884936178" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZoytqUn7I/AAAAAAAACzg/7e8JuN5lJVQ/s1600/IMG_6211.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TQZoytqUn7I/AAAAAAAACzg/7e8JuN5lJVQ/s640/IMG_6211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550238811240570802" /></a>We finally got our Christmas Tree! It was planned for last weekend, but Ben dislocated his shoulder. Soooo, no matter what, we were getting a tree on Saturday. The girls were sidetracked by the playground and Santa. This was Eden's second time meeting Santa. It went much better and she was able to tell him "Candy Bar" when asked what she wanted for Christmas.BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-17729849215292681592010-12-07T13:58:00.000-08:002010-12-07T14:16:15.168-08:00"The lipstick so tasty, Mom."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP6uKZzoomI/AAAAAAAACyo/bJYkQbChYn8/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP6uKZzoomI/AAAAAAAACyo/bJYkQbChYn8/s640/photo.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548063284716413538" /></a>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-25571532946023261902010-12-06T11:31:00.000-08:002010-12-06T11:38:28.980-08:00When the Cat's Away. . .<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP06VOg3pWI/AAAAAAAACyg/GHcJiPpUkZ0/s1600/IMG_0715.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP06VOg3pWI/AAAAAAAACyg/GHcJiPpUkZ0/s640/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547654452337943906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP06U1pWQII/AAAAAAAACyY/6ZSVtnMVpqk/s1600/IMG_0720.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP06U1pWQII/AAAAAAAACyY/6ZSVtnMVpqk/s640/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547654445662617730" /></a>Avery and Téa head off to school, and Eden heads off to their stuff. <div>She is all business with that horse. </div><div>She is in heaven, and so am I. </div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-85143947824565987672010-12-06T11:29:00.000-08:002010-12-06T11:31:42.925-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP05ylAWm7I/AAAAAAAACyQ/4D49sd_h2UA/s1600/P1120095.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TP05ylAWm7I/AAAAAAAACyQ/4D49sd_h2UA/s640/P1120095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547653857080155058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes "Too Many Cooks in the Kitchen" is a good thing.</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-1227716674702545162010-11-30T13:29:00.000-08:002010-11-30T13:41:05.485-08:00Eden Lederhosen<div>Currently being buried under feet of snow, it is nice to remember how the backyard was just a few weeks ago. </div><div>I bought these lederhosen for my "future" little girls 14 years ago in Germany. They stayed safely packed away waiting for the day. . .</div><div>Well, 3 little girls later, Ben found them - still safely packaged - and put them on Eden. </div><div>I couldn't help but snap some shots of her little cute self keeping busy while we raked leaves. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtmzzVSnI/AAAAAAAACyI/RBzF7u1MBIk/s1600/IMG_6087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtmzzVSnI/AAAAAAAACyI/RBzF7u1MBIk/s640/IMG_6087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545459029684603506" /></a><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtFJEDJeI/AAAAAAAACyA/8nGagP_6gSM/s1600/IMG_6124.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtFJEDJeI/AAAAAAAACyA/8nGagP_6gSM/s640/IMG_6124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545458451276309986" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtEfqR2AI/AAAAAAAACx4/3fcZZK2ydxg/s1600/IMG_6094.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtEfqR2AI/AAAAAAAACx4/3fcZZK2ydxg/s640/IMG_6094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545458440162367490" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtCbhRVxI/AAAAAAAACxw/jTwn5AKaYwc/s1600/IMG_6089.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtCbhRVxI/AAAAAAAACxw/jTwn5AKaYwc/s640/IMG_6089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545458404691105554" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtBHT1zVI/AAAAAAAACxg/8Z43unwaN1s/s1600/IMG_6079.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TPVtBHT1zVI/AAAAAAAACxg/8Z43unwaN1s/s640/IMG_6079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545458382086196562" /></a></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-28557034934326797522010-11-01T21:44:00.000-07:002010-11-01T22:06:15.708-07:00Halloween 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bHh-k6wI/AAAAAAAACxQ/NpiM7IkCqRg/s1600/IMG_0795.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bHh-k6wI/AAAAAAAACxQ/NpiM7IkCqRg/s640/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534813020743854850" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bHNolq3I/AAAAAAAACxI/Po96GltZ5qA/s1600/IMG_0794.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bHNolq3I/AAAAAAAACxI/Po96GltZ5qA/s640/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534813015282920306" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bG8RvYJI/AAAAAAAACxA/k3If0mqNq-0/s1600/IMG_0812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bG8RvYJI/AAAAAAAACxA/k3If0mqNq-0/s640/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534813010623684754" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bGv8ZsJI/AAAAAAAACw4/hVwrvYaYaE0/s1600/P1120066.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TM-bGv8ZsJI/AAAAAAAACw4/hVwrvYaYaE0/s640/P1120066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534813007312957586" /></a>We love Eden as much as the others. She was the cutest giraffe you've ever seen . . . and the fastest. She was a block away before I got out the door. Megan got a shot of her. Photo of Edie to follow. . .<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-36157778485166595172010-10-19T12:19:00.000-07:002010-10-25T22:30:26.571-07:00Harvest<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3xXjJUx2I/AAAAAAAACwg/bY_07emWQac/s1600/P1120011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3xXjJUx2I/AAAAAAAACwg/bY_07emWQac/s640/P1120011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529841304354473826" /></a>Every year we head up to Ben's family farm for Potato Harvest. Even before I met Ben and was a student up there, I loved to be around during that time of year. Now, I love it just the same ... maybe even more. <div>The girls got to spend the day with their dad. </div><div>And Ben got to spend the day with <i>his</i> dad. </div><div>I love that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3xLnFseXI/AAAAAAAACwY/woXsx0pF0Ew/s1600/P1120030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3xLnFseXI/AAAAAAAACwY/woXsx0pF0Ew/s640/P1120030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529841099254561138" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TMZlvRJUTPI/AAAAAAAACwo/ar5GYkLh9Vg/s640/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532221055001971954" style="display: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wwP_TmNI/AAAAAAAACvw/qdXavWBlkVo/s640/IMG_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529840629197281490" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wvi4zFTI/AAAAAAAACvo/hkIx9Ua7aBs/s1600/IMG_0679.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wvi4zFTI/AAAAAAAACvo/hkIx9Ua7aBs/s640/IMG_0679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529840617090389298" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wvPNOLMI/AAAAAAAACvg/KtGpv6aQZWE/s1600/IMG_0678.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wvPNOLMI/AAAAAAAACvg/KtGpv6aQZWE/s640/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529840611807341762" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wuzf9rBI/AAAAAAAACvY/5e46Ad43kSo/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wuzf9rBI/AAAAAAAACvY/5e46Ad43kSo/s640/IMG_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529840604369759250" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wurojLYI/AAAAAAAACvQ/k7JN0_fYjP0/s1600/IMG_0684.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TL3wurojLYI/AAAAAAAACvQ/k7JN0_fYjP0/s640/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529840602258288002" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Eden was terrified of the potatoes. ("Tatoes Scary") So so funny.</span></div></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-74440939900310198182010-10-04T15:23:00.000-07:002010-10-04T15:40:11.453-07:00Deer Creek Reservoir<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUaBQk6xI/AAAAAAAACvA/KOvr_10KUkM/s1600/P1110770.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUaBQk6xI/AAAAAAAACvA/KOvr_10KUkM/s640/P1110770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524320698914630418" /></a><br /><br /><div>We headed up to Deer Creek for the day with our friends, the Lawrences. Their two daughters have all but raised my kids - babysitting Tay and Aves since they were babies. They are like family to us. We spent the day on the lake where they introduced us to wakesurfing (I think Ben's hooked). </div><div>We went on the last possible day before it got too cold. I am already missing the summer!</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZqlFCqI/AAAAAAAACu4/4rnWQT0q81A/s1600/P1110731.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZqlFCqI/AAAAAAAACu4/4rnWQT0q81A/s640/P1110731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524320692826606242" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZUcwCZI/AAAAAAAACuw/EYrChQBnhYE/s1600/P1110818.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZUcwCZI/AAAAAAAACuw/EYrChQBnhYE/s640/P1110818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524320686886095250" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZLpqhMI/AAAAAAAACuo/fNWQN7j5ghg/s1600/P1110817.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpUZLpqhMI/AAAAAAAACuo/fNWQN7j5ghg/s640/P1110817.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524320684524340418" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpXWcPovqI/AAAAAAAACvI/1NuNAPw2VO4/s1600/P1110839.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpXWcPovqI/AAAAAAAACvI/1NuNAPw2VO4/s640/P1110839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524323935973850786" /></a>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-82658885055409927982010-10-04T15:00:00.000-07:002010-10-04T15:13:24.902-07:00State FairOur annual trip to the state fair! I have only missed it once - and that was because I was in the hospital after having Téa. I would have gone if the doctors let me.<div>Ben had his annual stint as Templeton, eating his way through the fair. I had my annual stint of going on as many rides with the girls as I can. . .until I'm sick.</div><div>We shut the place down! It was close to 11pm and we were going strong. Even Eden was still hyper. </div><div>Seriously. . .one of my very favorite traditions. </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO1XZRNeI/AAAAAAAACuQ/t0V8ah1435w/s1600/P1110664.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO1XZRNeI/AAAAAAAACuQ/t0V8ah1435w/s640/P1110664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524314571643368930" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO1OAuzEI/AAAAAAAACuI/IYOC2thmGgI/s1600/P1110666.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO1OAuzEI/AAAAAAAACuI/IYOC2thmGgI/s640/P1110666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524314569124531266" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO0ohGaKI/AAAAAAAACuA/U3srEdZm838/s1600/P1110608.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO0ohGaKI/AAAAAAAACuA/U3srEdZm838/s640/P1110608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524314559059749026" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO0PUh03I/AAAAAAAACtw/-AxrZMuxbQo/s1600/P1110652.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpO0PUh03I/AAAAAAAACtw/-AxrZMuxbQo/s640/P1110652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524314552296133490" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpPBFnNy5I/AAAAAAAACuY/1jivHP0x_iQ/s1600/IMG_0501.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKpPBFnNy5I/AAAAAAAACuY/1jivHP0x_iQ/s640/IMG_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524314773028457362" /></a></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-7656651867845761062010-10-01T10:02:00.000-07:002010-10-01T10:11:00.548-07:00Deja Vu all Over Again<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKYU0-KDDfI/AAAAAAAACtg/izoV42n3xxg/s1600/angry.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKYU0-KDDfI/AAAAAAAACtg/izoV42n3xxg/s640/angry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523124893287386610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Téa and Avery 2003</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKYVkg0W_pI/AAAAAAAACto/a10JYSFZkPw/s1600/IMG_0576.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TKYVkg0W_pI/AAAAAAAACto/a10JYSFZkPw/s400/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523125710045511314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Eden and Toren 2010</div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-67227717007458165512010-09-22T22:23:00.000-07:002010-09-22T23:43:25.283-07:00New Digs<div style="text-align: center;">It's official. The Mandate is on the move again. In our five years since inception, we've moved 6 times - each time to a little larger space. I have a feeling this building will fit everything just fine - at least for awhile.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqX5C0YbI/AAAAAAAACs4/aCkPySA6s9g/s1600/P1110600.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqX5C0YbI/AAAAAAAACs4/aCkPySA6s9g/s640/P1110600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519981989466497458" /></a><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqYJKbG8I/AAAAAAAACtA/Bbr_ve24M6I/s1600/P1110589.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqYJKbG8I/AAAAAAAACtA/Bbr_ve24M6I/s640/P1110589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519981993793362882" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqYsKM0eI/AAAAAAAACtI/sf0IJZuxIfg/s1600/P1110588.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJrqYsKM0eI/AAAAAAAACtI/sf0IJZuxIfg/s640/P1110588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519982003187667426" /></a><br /></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-11430559004666343392010-09-21T13:27:00.000-07:002010-09-21T14:12:34.251-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJkfPZ6c09I/AAAAAAAACsw/ihD45RFHpes/s1600/14769_1168492535946_1336921527_30398092_6361657_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJkfPZ6c09I/AAAAAAAACsw/ihD45RFHpes/s640/14769_1168492535946_1336921527_30398092_6361657_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519477167833797586" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>My grandma, Bobbi, passed away yesterday. I cannot tell you how much I am going to miss her. She was such a huge part of my life. The thing about her is that all of her grandchildren feel the same way. We all feel like we are her favorite. Because we are. <div>She would always want to know the latest in our lives. Always make sure we were keeping in contact with our cousins. She was always armed with a stack of pictures to fill us in on everyone's lives. You could tell she was genuinely proud of each one of us. </div><div>She was famous for her arm-scratching. We would fight to sit next to her at church so that we could be "scratched" and play with her sequins purse. (I am realizing how strange this sounds if you are not one of her grandkids, but it was so normal for us.)</div><div>Every birthday we would get to go on Bobbi's Special Day. She would come pick us up at the house, feel our arm and say, "Hmmm, what do you feel like?" The rules were that we had to eat somewhere we'd never been before. We'd see a movie (the last one I remember seeing with her was Stand and Deliver), and pick out a birthday present. I would look forward to that every year. She would call me and say "Palos Verdes calling!" and talk about "My two oceans" (they lived on a peninsula). I am going to miss her voice.</div><div>She and Chief were married for 67 years and loved each other to the end. They are such a great example to me. </div><div>I love my Bobbi and am comforted knowing that she and Chief will be together again some day.</div><div><br /></div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-24361392735088961142010-09-16T14:02:00.000-07:002010-09-16T14:21:58.762-07:00Mandate Pit Stop<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKGJbtv9MI/AAAAAAAACso/M5MYasBAB4Y/s1600/P1110528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKGJbtv9MI/AAAAAAAACso/M5MYasBAB4Y/s640/P1110528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517619990098867394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKGIjyCrBI/AAAAAAAACsg/6uj5MC61acs/s1600/IMG_2773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKGIjyCrBI/AAAAAAAACsg/6uj5MC61acs/s640/IMG_2773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517619975084485650" /></a>I accidentally drove past our shop because I was gawking at all the motorcycles lining the business park. I was driving super slow trying to get a look into a doorway jammed with Harley riders.<div>It wasn't until I turned around that I realized they were in our shop. What?! </div><div>My head hurt trying to figure out what they were doing there. </div><div>I walked in and Jeannie was giving an overview on letterpress and a tour of our shop.</div><div>Turns out - a Harley group tours the valley visiting all things print related. Our shop was the last stop on the tour. Ben was still at the U teaching class and missed the entire thing, but I'm glad I caught the tail end, even if it was by accident. </div>BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19076466.post-85592327293855807532010-09-16T13:53:00.001-07:002010-09-16T13:58:25.217-07:00To Tonga! (literally)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKD-r457nI/AAAAAAAACsY/uhsnQGx8t_8/s1600/P1110567.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTl3hCWoVTk/TJKD-r457nI/AAAAAAAACsY/uhsnQGx8t_8/s640/P1110567.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517617606438809202" /></a>We dropped my mom off at the MTC Monday morning. She is a nurse and will be living in Tonga for the 18 months as a medical missionary. We are so proud and excited for her.BRIARhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00845874955594353079noreply@blogger.com0