tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81609877423766874872024-02-07T22:53:08.420-07:00Waite for CarolynCarolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.comBlogger415125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-75094335941940216592012-10-07T20:50:00.000-06:002012-10-07T20:50:05.225-06:00Disappeared in Sin City<br />
We've been here for just over a year now and apparently life hasn't settled enough for me to keep up on our family history here at this blog. The twins are terribly two. I can't keep up with them! I no sooner clean up some mishap in one room to find them destroying something else in another room. This is why we can't have nice things.<br />
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There was one wonderful day when Boyfriend and I got to go out for a date. While at dinner, the babysitter sent me this picture in a text...<br />
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...and it read, "<i>I have everything under control</i>". The babysitter was my sister, Nickel. -and the pic didn't surprise me at all.</div>
Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-15865706291311209022011-05-29T21:19:00.000-06:002011-05-29T21:19:34.434-06:00Waiting Waiting Waiting<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW_RNBlasOj2wU3r4NqYZuZyC7RctWRfJk1jsLi4l5KI6YJYSa2tX35kjaLx7jcmWXrxtOYIckYEGEl16UztsY5EBPngHHIOfJrgMeZSg7eeIqXcbu41UmTTyGswKFywKykGZ-eJsJKa-b/s1600/027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW_RNBlasOj2wU3r4NqYZuZyC7RctWRfJk1jsLi4l5KI6YJYSa2tX35kjaLx7jcmWXrxtOYIckYEGEl16UztsY5EBPngHHIOfJrgMeZSg7eeIqXcbu41UmTTyGswKFywKykGZ-eJsJKa-b/s640/027.jpg" width="382" /></a></div>Waiting. That's what we are all doing. Waiting for it finally to be time to move on to the next step in Las Vegas. I feel like I'm at the starting line, waiting for the gun to go off, but I keep false starting. In the mean time we are packing, garage selling, squaring away the moving truck, house hunting, entertaining kids, and enjoying the last few moments with a couple of great girl friends here in Denver. ~before the FINAL move in July.Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-34234217433422057652011-04-17T18:45:00.000-06:002011-04-17T18:45:40.903-06:00Let us NOT eat cake<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When the babes turned 1, we had a little celebration with just our family. It was uneventful and stress free! So nice!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_BmRUkozEjGTkjLIQMQk6BYrdaiR3yoUwAnVS8nv8paNfgVFVAJxYVCN5EhkK-6maprBEbnWPM2O8kZqpFndTKS5X1aKncukgebBBpvvizcSMqD5SWVb5b8u6iS2UqA-Cukz_LzlVOkOQ/s1600/IMG_9319-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_BmRUkozEjGTkjLIQMQk6BYrdaiR3yoUwAnVS8nv8paNfgVFVAJxYVCN5EhkK-6maprBEbnWPM2O8kZqpFndTKS5X1aKncukgebBBpvvizcSMqD5SWVb5b8u6iS2UqA-Cukz_LzlVOkOQ/s640/IMG_9319-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We stuck the girls in their chairs and started singing "Happy Birthday".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhwvZJaFJFICiPobEX3meNPhI59oOZgDEESgAqTcwjZQRvytHOkwB_kCXdfcC2Q67rMeVNHJdAOJId3Owc8cXqXRquPLh_vJJ47iRrIdNmCseAxHWTJQ-9ImxSgdeMIb4k9lleAEdg111V/s1600/IMG_9320-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhwvZJaFJFICiPobEX3meNPhI59oOZgDEESgAqTcwjZQRvytHOkwB_kCXdfcC2Q67rMeVNHJdAOJId3Owc8cXqXRquPLh_vJJ47iRrIdNmCseAxHWTJQ-9ImxSgdeMIb4k9lleAEdg111V/s640/IMG_9320-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They seemed pretty confused with all the attention and singing for them. Their cake... blueberry muffins with buttercream frosting. No fuss - No stress!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEuXIaLHn1VNUalD5qf5gZU3xvCdwe1uoQCWFX1Qoc2Kqaj_Hc0pv8ArL4vyqNZXEd0nhOseBD08OudFCq11Q5ST8ETcpYJBBBbQj2hRJsXy3dthtAq8f8Ab4W9jfpnZuYxoJwLmLsjz_K/s1600/IMG_9325-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEuXIaLHn1VNUalD5qf5gZU3xvCdwe1uoQCWFX1Qoc2Kqaj_Hc0pv8ArL4vyqNZXEd0nhOseBD08OudFCq11Q5ST8ETcpYJBBBbQj2hRJsXy3dthtAq8f8Ab4W9jfpnZuYxoJwLmLsjz_K/s640/IMG_9325-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Aspen was pretty good to dig right in with her hands.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwAyZRd2N3Z3a_Y_t1tTG7nRxUlIuh78yzXVqSxoKl4lP1m3AqCckbbomYfwRUk0MFLVHPfGSlWoJ8UzyF5t0fQeI1JFeRvUsufFaV_d6NuXHGDddrhWXsuiWgzR1kktaJCvMMKDqVAb5/s1600/IMG_9324-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUwAyZRd2N3Z3a_Y_t1tTG7nRxUlIuh78yzXVqSxoKl4lP1m3AqCckbbomYfwRUk0MFLVHPfGSlWoJ8UzyF5t0fQeI1JFeRvUsufFaV_d6NuXHGDddrhWXsuiWgzR1kktaJCvMMKDqVAb5/s640/IMG_9324-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Emory, wasn't too sure about the whole deal.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HGeCh2VWlbeMRtK-fwr_6_5vu7G1ITBGBQ8uBL0oK31rQgoxWn8zu-h-2AmpKIg7nu3H8BDq4hkwqRnSccDuj9vYiPaqeUd6udzVE6mfpWx-q4QNE-u-SOySaPTz1xb3JuBFSso8P58w/s1600/IMG_9328-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6HGeCh2VWlbeMRtK-fwr_6_5vu7G1ITBGBQ8uBL0oK31rQgoxWn8zu-h-2AmpKIg7nu3H8BDq4hkwqRnSccDuj9vYiPaqeUd6udzVE6mfpWx-q4QNE-u-SOySaPTz1xb3JuBFSso8P58w/s640/IMG_9328-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"You want me to do what?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_TEkLCBUEbv7mbe4MPe1g3hHi6WJw3JK2OnRueXJRR_zy4SpSMkqlCg5acXn3gcxswXKF2uUdUfO2fsFLqEDqvjPYpzw_5ZG0U_8ADGmKv-IUj1N3z3MJW-WTbXOjHfGdeJrEsgyIgHJh/s1600/IMG_9332-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_TEkLCBUEbv7mbe4MPe1g3hHi6WJw3JK2OnRueXJRR_zy4SpSMkqlCg5acXn3gcxswXKF2uUdUfO2fsFLqEDqvjPYpzw_5ZG0U_8ADGmKv-IUj1N3z3MJW-WTbXOjHfGdeJrEsgyIgHJh/s640/IMG_9332-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"This is disgusting! What a horrible thing! I will NOT put any of it in my mouth, so stop trying to force it in!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7xAmbXGyvkHqKuAkBxaDM38hfxqpTCy3kLyqTvNAhN7mh9WCWUeRFGZWhju-aa5NsmfxhguOlUeQblbpjHiSU6b881YCykX_UyGaRI8OL7vftuX3lp8mmnqzEGoqbYejiMKx8O92rphyphenhyphen/s1600/IMG_9333-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7xAmbXGyvkHqKuAkBxaDM38hfxqpTCy3kLyqTvNAhN7mh9WCWUeRFGZWhju-aa5NsmfxhguOlUeQblbpjHiSU6b881YCykX_UyGaRI8OL7vftuX3lp8mmnqzEGoqbYejiMKx8O92rphyphenhyphen/s640/IMG_9333-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> "Fine! If you aren't going to remove it, I will remove it myself!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She started to throw it, flapping her wrists trying to shake off the frosting. We them removed it for her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(not one bite made it into her mouth)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvRauhohoWE6IQ31n0SulLgkBOT7bFB-1x4flebkHK-BioVc4o56t5tlALjjjso5ssb_JOpo4RtoEoO1sFomWs19gniMyxdD2O75tgVMZ1ywGOVvPMyuUO4Visb9aDQhqJwY8zd4nClL3/s1600/IMG_9327-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="560" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvRauhohoWE6IQ31n0SulLgkBOT7bFB-1x4flebkHK-BioVc4o56t5tlALjjjso5ssb_JOpo4RtoEoO1sFomWs19gniMyxdD2O75tgVMZ1ywGOVvPMyuUO4Visb9aDQhqJwY8zd4nClL3/s640/IMG_9327-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Aspen squished...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kZrpjC-EqA_HVAe60ahjtmzQhb91sx3xG9IUbJTiOYLyOenP9KoqEUvX_rQLZGkNQJAYTIYQWivrBMijZFeJk-28QqVNMbKQezSTJ9pkvCtOAmWwv4ikxs6Mdp-7aMqSMvQ9CLp5JKTA/s1600/IMG_9329-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kZrpjC-EqA_HVAe60ahjtmzQhb91sx3xG9IUbJTiOYLyOenP9KoqEUvX_rQLZGkNQJAYTIYQWivrBMijZFeJk-28QqVNMbKQezSTJ9pkvCtOAmWwv4ikxs6Mdp-7aMqSMvQ9CLp5JKTA/s640/IMG_9329-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...observed...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBGH_aHEzUMsLTfWZFfOkn6c6vPsowig1yHmHWeeSqyr5tNV6fV1UC7efADVPpjS0FALCSkNBT7mT6vPudh2zW5dCRK_GAbbQjmabmFuDxE1GORWrB53Po_iUpReEY9x22K50co6tCyPut/s1600/IMG_9334-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBGH_aHEzUMsLTfWZFfOkn6c6vPsowig1yHmHWeeSqyr5tNV6fV1UC7efADVPpjS0FALCSkNBT7mT6vPudh2zW5dCRK_GAbbQjmabmFuDxE1GORWrB53Po_iUpReEY9x22K50co6tCyPut/s640/IMG_9334-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...gave a little tiny taste...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaqyu0NSLg6W6HIPTvsuBHuyEVfGHwjyGU5W9XH8vd49mQKbvVK9XxULixJFh3ByTvmWozBHcUn9nsHp1ZBSTOr6lq9VTYBU8JH9hj2IM3bLJLX-JPoaciWtG6rru3w8zTkg7L09PZlKJb/s1600/IMG_9331-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaqyu0NSLg6W6HIPTvsuBHuyEVfGHwjyGU5W9XH8vd49mQKbvVK9XxULixJFh3ByTvmWozBHcUn9nsHp1ZBSTOr6lq9VTYBU8JH9hj2IM3bLJLX-JPoaciWtG6rru3w8zTkg7L09PZlKJb/s640/IMG_9331-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...and then was board. "I'm done with this, what else you got?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-74471295779205194272011-04-13T19:49:00.000-06:002011-04-13T19:49:06.476-06:00Bedtime Barbering<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimysDcZQ76PmHG0FJP4moLSu_wBssOEXGkH3Woa8YYfWCiohY0Uo6awKbxw0b4qy1V2txfPjl7gK54D_iOy7m0hga9_Ml8TZsb9IjGZT5uO1G_QB6saf7OdTuIHp5xhpNeEUlawD7N7v4F/s1600/IMG_9354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimysDcZQ76PmHG0FJP4moLSu_wBssOEXGkH3Woa8YYfWCiohY0Uo6awKbxw0b4qy1V2txfPjl7gK54D_iOy7m0hga9_Ml8TZsb9IjGZT5uO1G_QB6saf7OdTuIHp5xhpNeEUlawD7N7v4F/s640/IMG_9354.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Instead of going to bed....</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURdo1s7VHTRWPGVo4pqrVS0A_jMjOUfTl-hTpLqT71efEWZKptdOsggWnoz-mYUBzVVbfS3tgR3mzpe97uH015qxRmxG0scFpyuqd66QVCvuuxefzX9xRBRqJmKudZrXNjcCanZSvmmGN/s1600/IMG_9355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURdo1s7VHTRWPGVo4pqrVS0A_jMjOUfTl-hTpLqT71efEWZKptdOsggWnoz-mYUBzVVbfS3tgR3mzpe97uH015qxRmxG0scFpyuqd66QVCvuuxefzX9xRBRqJmKudZrXNjcCanZSvmmGN/s640/IMG_9355.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I feel sick just looking at this picture. She has been trying for so long to grow her hair long. Daily, she has a conversation with me about how long her hair is getting. It's even how we get her to eat her vegetables! "Ava, it will make your hair grow."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi17UnKFOVNQgqTxTqI25vo3tO30HK4H2ZiWmFWCml7oE2YI1Go_OZoktAl3jK4PqeWHKtwlixIU0B6DKLfyFHmdrEYAmHI-zds3YmsBezyWzT3a1Q5oKsuKrQY5eJ6JEGgOxFTrV9XK_ub/s1600/IMG_9357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi17UnKFOVNQgqTxTqI25vo3tO30HK4H2ZiWmFWCml7oE2YI1Go_OZoktAl3jK4PqeWHKtwlixIU0B6DKLfyFHmdrEYAmHI-zds3YmsBezyWzT3a1Q5oKsuKrQY5eJ6JEGgOxFTrV9XK_ub/s640/IMG_9357.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">She wasn't too upset about it. "I had some tangles, so I had to cut it out Mom." That's when I realized she hadn't actually SEEN it yet. I showed her in front of the mirror.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tears. She cried. It was sad.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">New info came out too. "I only cut a little bit, Mom."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdfpJqv6UQegdX841tZS-ZIIvn_2Cw8qXavwrSZMputd2LNL10VAd_cxkl5OLf6Xr-7jsb_VN2LaJy_Bd3QF-OIFuafBH1aBw23WjEhxK9mGr7KG2E2dcQsEyud2BpSrwQSX_BOUa_YQx/s1600/IMG_9025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAdfpJqv6UQegdX841tZS-ZIIvn_2Cw8qXavwrSZMputd2LNL10VAd_cxkl5OLf6Xr-7jsb_VN2LaJy_Bd3QF-OIFuafBH1aBw23WjEhxK9mGr7KG2E2dcQsEyud2BpSrwQSX_BOUa_YQx/s640/IMG_9025.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Eden's the one that really cut it for me." </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The true barber was confronted and it was confirmed. </div><div style="text-align: center;">*sigh*</div><div style="text-align: center;">She didn't seem to upset about it either.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-69637012469888716002011-04-09T17:03:00.000-06:002011-04-09T17:03:49.580-06:00Twins Completed One Whole Year<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocxlPiHjSg0COKAj4L-lxzmApCREy3u51Stn5BwGC-e6kjXxUpyKn__z79mTml9gd9yIH_5aNw7eurRmeYj96Td9M8aB2tvRdcSQP1FqFdOD6plJc5vAXydnCdzSY6oS1YamHpLHwx709/s1600/February+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjocxlPiHjSg0COKAj4L-lxzmApCREy3u51Stn5BwGC-e6kjXxUpyKn__z79mTml9gd9yIH_5aNw7eurRmeYj96Td9M8aB2tvRdcSQP1FqFdOD6plJc5vAXydnCdzSY6oS1YamHpLHwx709/s640/February+2011.jpg" width="494" /></a></div>This day - one year ago - these two cuties entered the world! That was a BIG BIG day! For being so young they have already lived in 3 different states. It's been a whirl wind year.<br />
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We have had a fun day celebrating our little chicks together as a family. It's always fun when Daddo's around.<br />
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Someday soon I will hopefully get a chance to document how different each one of them is. And all the special moments they share with each other.Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-90905961366533012972011-04-02T14:24:00.001-06:002011-04-02T21:26:39.927-06:00Thrifting Toothless<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4zx8lKVcHZcIve2K89Iz4AYnJX7LcWQx-xsuEN_JEgHOysNZPKscaiVc6bTAjq_oPbMnzDEH2ZxCLyWgpFPpGtX7Epn7gKUNaLouLhnlUPcwEJc-q5fNW0AKJycNpGH7Ke_iCn6FkpSZ/s1600/182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN4zx8lKVcHZcIve2K89Iz4AYnJX7LcWQx-xsuEN_JEgHOysNZPKscaiVc6bTAjq_oPbMnzDEH2ZxCLyWgpFPpGtX7Epn7gKUNaLouLhnlUPcwEJc-q5fNW0AKJycNpGH7Ke_iCn6FkpSZ/s640/182.jpg" width="382" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Eden 6 yrs old </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">This morning Eden got herself all ready to go Saturday morning thrift store shopping with me. This doll was given to her on her first birthday, and has always been her favorite. </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">...here is the proof...</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmUD5Hp2tKDAf7lK7kNpqFHXooiABv6kXelRopSLBS9YEqfcTLzur5drGkCfOXG9QfWFYmqo63fQOPrSObdPSBD2CjmMf2k4sjMw6d_PrR4xg-o3qN2qSu4tkzTk7wH-99Td94kKP7ZjQ/s1600/IMG_2793-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYmUD5Hp2tKDAf7lK7kNpqFHXooiABv6kXelRopSLBS9YEqfcTLzur5drGkCfOXG9QfWFYmqo63fQOPrSObdPSBD2CjmMf2k4sjMw6d_PrR4xg-o3qN2qSu4tkzTk7wH-99Td94kKP7ZjQ/s640/IMG_2793-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Eden, with friends, on her first birthday. I think she was just upset because the party was over.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last night she lost her second top tooth.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh83TaHpvxzDcBgoxUAzw_Oot9d5G_IvxviPVY3Zlg0QU-06W6yJ9t1NwNoqwfr9Xsy3Gpv276EXpmn9UzeAstba_yNKHge-FWNYCzByAPhPkH6pQL1i49F1Ls52W3cBB6rldYbhUrAd6L/s1600/182-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="590" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh83TaHpvxzDcBgoxUAzw_Oot9d5G_IvxviPVY3Zlg0QU-06W6yJ9t1NwNoqwfr9Xsy3Gpv276EXpmn9UzeAstba_yNKHge-FWNYCzByAPhPkH6pQL1i49F1Ls52W3cBB6rldYbhUrAd6L/s640/182-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Eden carefully put it in a ziplock bag under her pillow. This morning, she was distraught when the Tooth Fairy hadn't come. Her dad informed her that it was Friday night - the Tooth Fairy's busiest night. Sometimes it's hard for the fairy to get to all the teeth she needs to collect. Eden said that's true, and thinks the Tooth Fairy was busy in China. We hope she can make it to our house tonight! </span></span></div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-32205916286616429292011-04-01T19:36:00.000-06:002011-04-01T19:36:54.788-06:00My Friend - She's Talented<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.shepaperieblog.com/?zx=c7da90581832b7e0"><img border="0" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmYlhw6hdj2oWvBUCfdC6UxosS93niIOn62xmm1Quw-ejXTK8mfQgUzQaANhzZigXbfN0i7npZzkuScke4deFJ3nRsYMZ15ziWbOVHpYvJyVoKjRB3nVhlWQTvbdv_7x7JglCznB2AGV_4/s640/shepaperiecollage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>This is my girl Suzanne. The first day we met, was the summer before high school. We were both trying out to be cheerleaders for Bonanza High in Las Vegas. I think I can remember watching her do a million back flips and not brake a sweat and all with a huge grin. And I was just proud of finally getting the splits down. Fortunately, I got to watch all her talents in action for the next 4 years after that as we cheered all through high school together. She's a bowl of sunshine sprinkled with many many talents. I like her a lot - check out<a href="http://www.shepaperieblog.com/?zx=c7da90581832b7e0"> her blog</a> full of inspirations.Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-72792000984670152182011-03-17T14:31:00.000-06:002011-03-17T14:31:19.216-06:00Snapped Out<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLr12CMXJTm-8at4gr7jJ1Sb8Pi907UnC2jNmk4zFv_8Hr6jeEnUmy3kMk8pRTieldVgBZbCPGxqN05_VdMwGwpbfSJ7TalHxnVTp5i8CyYItH2Bk6qXWBiBdAJaHOH-65n56bZNWwgLx/s1600/IMG_9214-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLr12CMXJTm-8at4gr7jJ1Sb8Pi907UnC2jNmk4zFv_8Hr6jeEnUmy3kMk8pRTieldVgBZbCPGxqN05_VdMwGwpbfSJ7TalHxnVTp5i8CyYItH2Bk6qXWBiBdAJaHOH-65n56bZNWwgLx/s640/IMG_9214-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Yesterday, Eden (6) came home from school with her upper tooth dangling by a thread. It only took chewing and pulling on her teeth with a rubber band (which she is not allowed to do) to snap it right out. Surprised her for sure! Eden also LOVES to wear her hair in pig tails... plus she has a blue feather in too as you can see. She's fancy.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6yNEa3eaIoz2BI3yJ40xGxvQAbZSsx4rgOhZ8-vmXxWxBWJbBbat9x-wCtLB6H_mpsnTX48Xr67kqtSrxreOX8QlrDkSaoeJUCah9sbae5KfUWA8AxHQk-rZWbYYuXi9KXeEiHmH3bMFf/s1600/IMG_9217-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6yNEa3eaIoz2BI3yJ40xGxvQAbZSsx4rgOhZ8-vmXxWxBWJbBbat9x-wCtLB6H_mpsnTX48Xr67kqtSrxreOX8QlrDkSaoeJUCah9sbae5KfUWA8AxHQk-rZWbYYuXi9KXeEiHmH3bMFf/s640/IMG_9217-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ava (4), Eden (6) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a big day for sure!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgcqhlZ2opKyF8s5Q50PJqJ4K8MBghiEIxKQoZfMDqkJ36xxSonz-TFwektoSyC4pK1FaY9fPtBYJEBZRduK2m8QzMqFd3QjIlApNKsYZ_PEt10-MwhSf3bIHLJNZTBXIX8VvrxEgQY-Bk/s1600/IMG_9230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="528" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgcqhlZ2opKyF8s5Q50PJqJ4K8MBghiEIxKQoZfMDqkJ36xxSonz-TFwektoSyC4pK1FaY9fPtBYJEBZRduK2m8QzMqFd3QjIlApNKsYZ_PEt10-MwhSf3bIHLJNZTBXIX8VvrxEgQY-Bk/s640/IMG_9230.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>The Tooth Fairy left an envelope that she wrote on the front saying, "Eden, thank you for the big beautiful tooth!" Eden would not open the envelope until the whole family was awake and gathered round. Inside was a whole dollar bill and four quarters! She was thrilled. Eden made sure to wear her green dress for St. Patrick's Day, but still with a collared shirt for dress code. She couldn't wait to smile so big for her teacher and friends!Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-40943388156928083472011-03-10T13:05:00.000-07:002011-03-10T13:05:56.273-07:00Growing GrassHere in Denver, we are only in our rental for a year. And that year is ending in only a few more months. But I have been itching to garden! So the girls and I planted some grass...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dcjq2ZeMsUeurRZBz4RLLGO6XnkRLvruJw1t8R-a2KUnnUeDmHhhwXTWNm9S8zJg03HEPCTE5-HvcRsuK4hP8VUFUErnRX2EnR7bDVa1v5GJfxHvvstZjP28pHdwarkjZo_V_5WnjpOh/s1600/IMG_9192-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-dcjq2ZeMsUeurRZBz4RLLGO6XnkRLvruJw1t8R-a2KUnnUeDmHhhwXTWNm9S8zJg03HEPCTE5-HvcRsuK4hP8VUFUErnRX2EnR7bDVa1v5GJfxHvvstZjP28pHdwarkjZo_V_5WnjpOh/s640/IMG_9192-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>I got rye grass seeds, and one afternoon we had fun digging in the dirt... inside even! The girls sprayed their seeds with a squirt bottle every morning. I gave them a bit more water again in the late afternoon. It only took 4 days for them to sprout. Felt like instant gratification.<br />
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Then I couldn't stop there. What else could I plant grass seed in??? I<span style="font-size: large;"><b> love</b></span> to thrift shop... I found some fun containers for just pennies...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F-FaMvxTJesZTPOuy-IULoiS1E_30Nc7S28hx3pvHkEMzidzTtMZyaDg9-BbGMpEHOKFlhi13UWMvpQy6hShZa0hFoxiSbZwNKhKcLP0oDy5OneH-2y55d4ru7h5yMBtYeuEFe7yA1Qu/s1600/IMG_9190-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="518" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4F-FaMvxTJesZTPOuy-IULoiS1E_30Nc7S28hx3pvHkEMzidzTtMZyaDg9-BbGMpEHOKFlhi13UWMvpQy6hShZa0hFoxiSbZwNKhKcLP0oDy5OneH-2y55d4ru7h5yMBtYeuEFe7yA1Qu/s640/IMG_9190-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A butter yellow tea cup.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzgeV5K4wABF0n10XNcrEL-QH7cX3gHY3-srxm97r447koQVtvDd5d4_YGcJ45mp2GVMG8ya-nW-247dkUo3la1S4-C9-s3pRM5uY1ZVocA4eYBh1EcLiZjs2m1_6c7SkixX0vKWZVQS5/s1600/IMG_9187-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="446" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzgeV5K4wABF0n10XNcrEL-QH7cX3gHY3-srxm97r447koQVtvDd5d4_YGcJ45mp2GVMG8ya-nW-247dkUo3la1S4-C9-s3pRM5uY1ZVocA4eYBh1EcLiZjs2m1_6c7SkixX0vKWZVQS5/s640/IMG_9187-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Easter Bunny decoration.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCack-bCcTdf6AUpeSEmnAb7q1Vdb0fmQtKcwypkr2LjYyFR4xBlPjKX_qnCig0AUQd17tqb8V1DHzrGtRBJl_foaTxcvKnLTbLAsgM5f27TVSXRVkkJukcqKzGXHpVXj9gB6mJOv__if/s1600/IMG_9178-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCack-bCcTdf6AUpeSEmnAb7q1Vdb0fmQtKcwypkr2LjYyFR4xBlPjKX_qnCig0AUQd17tqb8V1DHzrGtRBJl_foaTxcvKnLTbLAsgM5f27TVSXRVkkJukcqKzGXHpVXj9gB6mJOv__if/s640/IMG_9178-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ummm... toothbrush holder.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uPdAQ8i07jOUz_D0VNKxd2nGHGIyvVw9aiwGfBHAhZ1z2dwl11BDYe3PDSA5T5bJOmYtZ4_oQ0iaqHDJXhRqWYoTUoWB0hp52lr31NtcUsXMt3wnOIGCPRmDelBRRV017Mz0adfLO05Q/s1600/IMG_9185-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uPdAQ8i07jOUz_D0VNKxd2nGHGIyvVw9aiwGfBHAhZ1z2dwl11BDYe3PDSA5T5bJOmYtZ4_oQ0iaqHDJXhRqWYoTUoWB0hp52lr31NtcUsXMt3wnOIGCPRmDelBRRV017Mz0adfLO05Q/s640/IMG_9185-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think it's pretty hilarious, myself.</div><div style="text-align: center;">And yes, the guest bathroom is blue.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMztDGc_C2_P67hvWrH_wDJwkpwj9b9sHVdtjUj7678_Mdg_x_SseWWz-TRTGK9bGe17zv0vjT375r5MFJO-0N6VJFsM81V-yuI_EfhWr34LgU2ujcnG0fw22q847AfXY1IwaFI18amjpB/s1600/IMG_9183-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMztDGc_C2_P67hvWrH_wDJwkpwj9b9sHVdtjUj7678_Mdg_x_SseWWz-TRTGK9bGe17zv0vjT375r5MFJO-0N6VJFsM81V-yuI_EfhWr34LgU2ujcnG0fw22q847AfXY1IwaFI18amjpB/s640/IMG_9183-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is what goes on behind the scenes of my absurd photo shoot. The kids were following me around thinking things like, "Mom, seriously? This is how you are wasting all of our time?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Side note: Have you heard of the photo editing site, <a href="http://www.picnik.com/">Picnik</a>? It's awesome and, as you can see, I've had a lot of fun editing my photos with it.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-86935923807816260012011-03-07T08:25:00.000-07:002011-03-07T08:25:51.786-07:00It's Monday<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>It wasn't even 7:30am yet!</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRfIW2NDriIAKUndrymdqx0SJqIKeXYy4ou3krKaYxHmFDJENP8NnFvzQQOi3EHNguptU2375umTO7t4TAfGNz-WbqQEwE1gsgHm-1zzzVWc1R-mrro8j8qCMZrYMLWB0kT8NGKhyphenhyphenTWSt/s1600/IMG_9176-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicRfIW2NDriIAKUndrymdqx0SJqIKeXYy4ou3krKaYxHmFDJENP8NnFvzQQOi3EHNguptU2375umTO7t4TAfGNz-WbqQEwE1gsgHm-1zzzVWc1R-mrro8j8qCMZrYMLWB0kT8NGKhyphenhyphenTWSt/s640/IMG_9176-1.JPG" width="566" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aspen 11 months - got into the Desitin</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Found this rugrat in my room eating fist fulls of Desitin. Yum. Do you know how hard this is to get off?! It's meant to stay on, and repel moisture... soap and water just smeared it. I used a dry towel and wiped it all off, then washed her. Poison control said she should be fine... as long as I don't let her eat it all the time! duh</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Too bad I didn't think to take a picture of Emory right before this - she pulled down the box of dirt that was on the table! I wasn't planning on getting out the vacuum so early this morning. *sigh*</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm not a neglectful mom usually. I promise. I guess I was busy trying to get a 6 year old ready for kindergarten.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-82791729467453248022011-03-01T15:51:00.005-07:002011-03-01T21:59:07.295-07:00Happy March!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2D4VR3Oyyzx_HqeLfQvwYmOFLbf_6_hnKKYBKxnPLLtXy8sNyiyDXhQ45OOGwzFwNvCe3De1bxACwjL4dqAhw8nANGQICvJdljpdtydwRvKnkn7cuXtPfToJ7bmkBQjba1dlJitIGz6l/s1600/shot_1298948186716-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="586" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl2D4VR3Oyyzx_HqeLfQvwYmOFLbf_6_hnKKYBKxnPLLtXy8sNyiyDXhQ45OOGwzFwNvCe3De1bxACwjL4dqAhw8nANGQICvJdljpdtydwRvKnkn7cuXtPfToJ7bmkBQjba1dlJitIGz6l/s640/shot_1298948186716-1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Eden (6) made herself a calendar. I love her picture for March! A girl enjoying herself while kneeling on the ground watching a spring bird. Do you see the eggs in the nest?<br />
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Our year here in Denver has been so weird for me. It's gone by so fast - almost a blur - yet at times, it has gone by s o o o o o o s l o w. I don't know what to make of it.<br />
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Well, maybe I do. We have been busy with two babies in their first year, and my oldest starting elementary school. ...and then that middle child (Ava, 4) running us all ragged trying to keep her entertained. All while Boyfriend works 12 hours a day. We are all tired yet the days whip right by.<br />
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But then again, this year is dragging it's feet. Probably because it is our FINAL year of training! Boyfriend has put in so many hours, days, years, and sweat into learning his skill. He takes it seriously but thoroughly enjoys it. I'm proud of him and I am grateful he is a hard worker. I think this is his 25th year in school/training, not counting his 2 year mission.<br />
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Now only 4 MORE MONTHS until he can be considered a professional. Get a "real job". Pay back a whole bunch of money.<br />
...and if <i>I'm</i> so ready for this all to be done... Boyfriend is even more ready for this all to be done!<br />
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Bring on Spring, Miss March, we are so ready for some warmth!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://waiteforcarolyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/blossomingly-beautiful.html"><img border="0" height="478" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvXNlIKyGyaItU1t4qKOSLvDZVKgkbqbmBGd0ni_OmPsi_hgmcKG6jcUkotXZDVVZQDARiiYZLSLqBITs5xQF1BYEiCFCGFbAQYBARIYjP-4dNtBRlrqpxvGfyHXo-AYGvkTs3iCgefBD/s640/154_5441.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> This was our tree (last March) in Memphis TN a year ago. I miss our old house and that backyard!</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-1850022823555638992011-02-16T18:42:00.001-07:002011-02-17T19:42:48.350-07:00Too Skinny<div style="text-align: center;">This is a post about sewing/quilting. If you aren't into that, then you won't enjoy this post. <i>Then again,</i> if you enjoy giving your opinion... read on.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiy2TVg_7l3j5L0MUMhJZ0ahz8DI_Dm7YIoXOsNr4_ZFIp0Y9w6cTO7bDhCRvsBhmchhMb8o5PwxU9CD5K2mBbjUtfWioY2Z-b3FtBfkQsU39ZGUxC9uRd8U1RacBRsLNZyW4i5-YvwUEU/s1600/IMG_9112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiy2TVg_7l3j5L0MUMhJZ0ahz8DI_Dm7YIoXOsNr4_ZFIp0Y9w6cTO7bDhCRvsBhmchhMb8o5PwxU9CD5K2mBbjUtfWioY2Z-b3FtBfkQsU39ZGUxC9uRd8U1RacBRsLNZyW4i5-YvwUEU/s640/IMG_9112.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I found a vintage sheet at the thrift store that I thought was pretty. So I found a couple more thrifted sheets that pulled from that same color scheme. I thought it would be fun piecing them together into a quilt - all out of old thrifted sheets (<i>mostly</i>).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBNxFjtkSpCSWWaWmaqSqwU41e3DyOs_IImUCKUvEe_eOBhpcEByaX5O61IW-UR5-juFBrZZkfQA3dd5SBX6guXkWnjC_o-s7YvUp77FMP0fRV4LulEaisOzrGb_9Alg7TLTf5T8ua7Bt/s1600/IMG_9136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBNxFjtkSpCSWWaWmaqSqwU41e3DyOs_IImUCKUvEe_eOBhpcEByaX5O61IW-UR5-juFBrZZkfQA3dd5SBX6guXkWnjC_o-s7YvUp77FMP0fRV4LulEaisOzrGb_9Alg7TLTf5T8ua7Bt/s400/IMG_9136.JPG" width="375" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I wanted to try a zig-zag pattern, so I drew out a picture. My brain works visually.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Boyfriend pointed out that it looked kind of southwestern. I know that the southwestern look is making a small comeback, but I have a hard time getting into it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So I switched out the green solid for a blue solid, hoping that might help...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv76hpPwuz2-VPHx7zRudBmbASb4uEL4yNi6Uc76mUGeB_UoI5bQ9fRvV2vIkHZ9sPl6mLAa2nelT_iWjfTvL34aTIVfFQmJRTANWeyDRjiPH_EPnwC7C_lH6SHRgvdtLarlf0389nkoQ6/s1600/IMG_9135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv76hpPwuz2-VPHx7zRudBmbASb4uEL4yNi6Uc76mUGeB_UoI5bQ9fRvV2vIkHZ9sPl6mLAa2nelT_iWjfTvL34aTIVfFQmJRTANWeyDRjiPH_EPnwC7C_lH6SHRgvdtLarlf0389nkoQ6/s640/IMG_9135.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It looked alright, but then I thought a solid white stripe would help too.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's not as cool as I originally envisioned, but I figured I'd be happy enough with this. It was mainly for practice purposes anyways. And thrifted sheets are a ton cheaper then fabric.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UGMbFy32yFi6IZuB8kmRObtZ6AATfd7AYMJ-9s8ynYU9lY27TJBfp2zUL60ebQsSMf7cnDOMhIg0knQvAgAYUCcaTT0f4qPIBJiAPyYUbkNOInWuGaaUru_JB-S11Hphl6NjsNrzrZs1/s1600/IMG_9125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="430" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UGMbFy32yFi6IZuB8kmRObtZ6AATfd7AYMJ-9s8ynYU9lY27TJBfp2zUL60ebQsSMf7cnDOMhIg0knQvAgAYUCcaTT0f4qPIBJiAPyYUbkNOInWuGaaUru_JB-S11Hphl6NjsNrzrZs1/s640/IMG_9125.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I washed the sheets, cut long 3.5 inch strips, sewed them together, ironed the seems open, cut those strips into 6.5 inch blocks shown above. I was excited to lie them out in the pattern and begin sewing them all together into the quilt top.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5Cmk8qzhNMjpGUkyRKlxdFMVMd2AZoUadgDCTgoVUAzKRGqozTlhbzXd4FVfY9Bk1GlyGgm7NzYTPEWHpLGoYuRl01SGQSU0x2yV9KSn7Zyp1XL_tnGbSNyl467JJh7xaEc6by3nHYxE/s1600/IMG_9130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="604" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5Cmk8qzhNMjpGUkyRKlxdFMVMd2AZoUadgDCTgoVUAzKRGqozTlhbzXd4FVfY9Bk1GlyGgm7NzYTPEWHpLGoYuRl01SGQSU0x2yV9KSn7Zyp1XL_tnGbSNyl467JJh7xaEc6by3nHYxE/s640/IMG_9130.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>All the fabric is from vintage sheets except for the blue and white solids.</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">That's when I noticed a slight problem.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Eeeerrrrrrggggghhh!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>...</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAp_F8hOqMqfCs_W1Bxxyc0fpZZzp9DNs-7Z5B7g04WHO4LW15jceMwynKKxfeHXrNWb8zbgRV-kC1mlosTzUi8xjN0nlSupOJYtGnavajDHwFe5mPWOV8ADhQBoSYDOanMyCa5dRerAd/s1600/IMG_9127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAp_F8hOqMqfCs_W1Bxxyc0fpZZzp9DNs-7Z5B7g04WHO4LW15jceMwynKKxfeHXrNWb8zbgRV-kC1mlosTzUi8xjN0nlSupOJYtGnavajDHwFe5mPWOV8ADhQBoSYDOanMyCa5dRerAd/s640/IMG_9127.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> You see, while I was cutting all the long strips, I thought, <i>"wouldn't it be cool to make the solid white zig-zag just an inch skinnier then all the other zig-zags? Great idea Carolyn, way to mix it up a bit and add more visual interest."</i></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
WRONG. I didn't think that all the way through.</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yet again, I am reminded how I learn my lessons visually. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FkWfeyQBpi3G-E4YalsydJs7B5ZTnmZPa5PBO9Sbd82c7MA15almbAKC23cKN7lemqa-95qxwVrxF6-_bHt3Myr9eKUt4-ALafglKc0KT6vYYcmrZWb_o0jwRxgDFqeMnDwq_5VOT7mm/s1600/IMG_9132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7FkWfeyQBpi3G-E4YalsydJs7B5ZTnmZPa5PBO9Sbd82c7MA15almbAKC23cKN7lemqa-95qxwVrxF6-_bHt3Myr9eKUt4-ALafglKc0KT6vYYcmrZWb_o0jwRxgDFqeMnDwq_5VOT7mm/s640/IMG_9132.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now all those skinnier white stripes are too short when piecing the pattern together! They NEED to all be the same width. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm so irritated! How do you think I should solve this problem? I'm thinking of cutting all the other blocks to be the same width. But it kills me to waste an inch of fabric on each of those blocks. Ggggggrrrrrrr!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3njbRhn3ba6WBGBenZLYAGyio8Bbj6UGeMqVv0cWn3E-zjbr7tBhZnWGGmdGVeaZUiCF8sjIdj4Dgq231V7Zvihb2W7sTvgvXOCciwtWUHoZkgR4RBhmYHajf9sdCkKuBtmcW__QxCPLA/s1600/IMG_9116-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3njbRhn3ba6WBGBenZLYAGyio8Bbj6UGeMqVv0cWn3E-zjbr7tBhZnWGGmdGVeaZUiCF8sjIdj4Dgq231V7Zvihb2W7sTvgvXOCciwtWUHoZkgR4RBhmYHajf9sdCkKuBtmcW__QxCPLA/s640/IMG_9116-1.JPG" width="594" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> Emory 10 months</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'll end on a happier, prettier note. Emory has four teeth,while her twin sister still only has two. She also enjoys standing on her own now. Don't tell Emory, but I've seen her actually walk while in her pack n play. I'm NOT ready for these babies to start walking!!!</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-54067330165039011512011-02-14T12:59:00.001-07:002011-02-14T15:55:51.739-07:00Happy Valentine's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhydBzyMv-5QjiHZANfZUkTGnauKpF8tesVhHD-Ih-3kMW_7QPhKEZlipOcjq0hmLuKa_EWhgjnu_PfqMkuvWZ2ywZlopbALvAtbRm7evtnvay3_rm4HMC5ETpNs9_qSI5j7mbcwsKlXWFG/s1600/IMG_9123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhydBzyMv-5QjiHZANfZUkTGnauKpF8tesVhHD-Ih-3kMW_7QPhKEZlipOcjq0hmLuKa_EWhgjnu_PfqMkuvWZ2ywZlopbALvAtbRm7evtnvay3_rm4HMC5ETpNs9_qSI5j7mbcwsKlXWFG/s640/IMG_9123.JPG" width="462" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The balloons lasted thirty seconds before escaping free. Here they sit, high up our ceiling, while the girls watch longingly below.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-80856507026280239142011-02-09T09:41:00.000-07:002011-02-09T09:41:33.346-07:00When Boyfriend is Incharge (video proof)...of the twins (10 months old)....<br />
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Last night I was looking through Boyfriend's videos on his Droid phone. He had some cool footage of the snow storm we had. -15 degrees is pretty chilly for my bones!<br />
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<b><i>But</i></b> then I came across a few videos I hadn't seen, or that I even remember happening. They were from the times he stayed home with our chickadees, while I was out...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">(Emory - the adventurous one) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyqmZ0O3IZo4klhKumJCQ2IaeoRRVCxFmrjhPe4H8atE8jW4999tI93Sl0_DZLP09cueQdoRDBqv3cWV1vkag' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;">My heart kept having little attacks as I watched that!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or, after watching this next one, I know why he tells me that "two babies isn't that big a deal"... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzr0thekCq6_AWIu71bVL-_O9pV5sUGOIE3MTJRC8jmURmHSDk3c63WuvVwFs84Xe-_sxcEOEi4DhG6i5AfQQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;">Baby Einstein is a great babysitter at our house!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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This next video is the twins having their first fight.<br />
It completely depicts their personalities...<br />
<b>Emory</b>: is the go getter, a tiny bit stubborn, 100% determined<br />
<b>Aspen</b>: slightly passive, and an observer<br />
(also, their Daddo dressed them in these fancy outfits. Not that that sort of thing matters, but apparently it does to me) :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyRCUwUOluxo4DyXdVuKVvgtCvdY8YaEqeU9t4RaVsP61dGJ2uv9lFjro-UvVAni8BT43AJJXNy6QrHE9-eDQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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And just because I think my babies are the cutest in the world. (and I'm not even biased) ha ha..<br />
Here is Aspen watching the super bowl.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzHdoOBxiP0sy1u3Ws-qxlmAvV8z_DfWabOpklOBXgt_YVTpiuDii66CvQyE_N2C4WrZCnQ8PZmr9hdHo15' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-88780767056438593752011-01-31T13:36:00.000-07:002011-01-31T13:36:49.116-07:00Boogers and a Quilt<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2sjcBL3yRurkNzzhyU8iAuwbvOQyAX5mbi_esskbJ2ReUYgNpuIRyLIqB4c2Mhyphenhyphenu3UKuEG8W2iU59dzb6fgpsElG0cICu7UnN6kr3bszLGVRGqJxQ0I31Asf1rNooeDNEFOOQ3MMlL1W/s1600/January+2011-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx2sjcBL3yRurkNzzhyU8iAuwbvOQyAX5mbi_esskbJ2ReUYgNpuIRyLIqB4c2Mhyphenhyphenu3UKuEG8W2iU59dzb6fgpsElG0cICu7UnN6kr3bszLGVRGqJxQ0I31Asf1rNooeDNEFOOQ3MMlL1W/s640/January+2011-4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emory, Aspen (9 months)</div><div style="text-align: center;">These babies are becoming harder to contain! I love these pictures. They look like this everyday right now, except for slobbery food, it is gooey boogers. They are sick. It is sad, and so are they. But it certainly isn't their first time being sick... and unfortunately, not their last.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpumuwu5N5eEf0OKdqDAV_xpWX8G6qoyDZ6p_c9gSeJDDjnAGFLfTUbZkwgvLm60r8lKlSY2wX4YKGYwLwnpn5ReKoMK_Aru82vJ6yGtToWA3Tpmdqxs-KS8toeP2POBvn_XHoX-rPEMy/s1600/IMG_8917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPpumuwu5N5eEf0OKdqDAV_xpWX8G6qoyDZ6p_c9gSeJDDjnAGFLfTUbZkwgvLm60r8lKlSY2wX4YKGYwLwnpn5ReKoMK_Aru82vJ6yGtToWA3Tpmdqxs-KS8toeP2POBvn_XHoX-rPEMy/s640/IMG_8917.JPG" width="596" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">But I did finish a quilt top!</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's rad. It took forever.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8tSZSF1iJ11p2AZH6r-g99cz2xH52NY8ScE6VDCNwqwtvv8232fOWVhwBTl8iIdTE-R-5tHaM6E-YjTrK1-zMUYjFcy1jpaq_0szIBXqMhufn2C3E6ecjdcSL4tdKwP2cEEHWtFLoIRKx/s1600/IMG_8918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8tSZSF1iJ11p2AZH6r-g99cz2xH52NY8ScE6VDCNwqwtvv8232fOWVhwBTl8iIdTE-R-5tHaM6E-YjTrK1-zMUYjFcy1jpaq_0szIBXqMhufn2C3E6ecjdcSL4tdKwP2cEEHWtFLoIRKx/s640/IMG_8918.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I'm waiting for my new quilting foot to arrive in the mail. Then I will excitedly attach it to my sewing machine and attempt to machine quilt this thing. It should be fun.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-30079747789918708982011-01-26T07:00:00.002-07:002011-01-26T07:00:07.130-07:00Nuff Said<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifC-NgfEF1JNmt3CcSGlGR-mBMdLuf1IZvWhSWznM_5VicPGXL4LKLOOw2rMWlpBdJHBLVucVKGBfwDAxNqlCD4acnsspwTf6xPEygoIfk8uv2zwOBPNy1w3K7gYzbx3NOmWClMie48ErG/s1600/IMG_8833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifC-NgfEF1JNmt3CcSGlGR-mBMdLuf1IZvWhSWznM_5VicPGXL4LKLOOw2rMWlpBdJHBLVucVKGBfwDAxNqlCD4acnsspwTf6xPEygoIfk8uv2zwOBPNy1w3K7gYzbx3NOmWClMie48ErG/s640/IMG_8833.JPG" width="638" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ava (4)</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-34422944584016127522011-01-24T23:09:00.000-07:002011-01-24T23:09:47.226-07:00Frabric<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_yBTzwy4jkYQuVneJAKEka3OoW7VwTJTj549_xakm7-kDryDDYfljM3P5YgsApdVDl7shAKMhYvyWlP91XyCzBu487CtsEZVrWR3Q1qILvGo7Ym7QuJMPb-W0v6IIZyLyp1BrUZHnpec/s1600/IMG_8942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG_yBTzwy4jkYQuVneJAKEka3OoW7VwTJTj549_xakm7-kDryDDYfljM3P5YgsApdVDl7shAKMhYvyWlP91XyCzBu487CtsEZVrWR3Q1qILvGo7Ym7QuJMPb-W0v6IIZyLyp1BrUZHnpec/s640/IMG_8942.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Frabric = how Ava (4) says Fabric. </div>New fabric! I bought this the day after Christmas a month ago online and it finally arrived!!!! It was a killer sale. I've already washed and ironed it. I wash and iron all my fabric as soon as it enters the door. It makes me happy to have it ready to go... but for some reason my pile of clothes needing to be ironed just keeps getting <span style="font-size: large;">bigger</span> and<span style="font-size: x-large;"> bigger</span>.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg47ZhNpGOWobpuLY8FOfLDmLEi_RJmIWs4j798XsLyH-9e7mJwUgIm_paSHuFApOIgpgzy2MSchiVnRtUexcyzCJh29FnyPcAzNGXifdODe2ifvLIyjREVskT9Qr5hicZHL0YmOggRywGi/s1600/IMG_8945.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg47ZhNpGOWobpuLY8FOfLDmLEi_RJmIWs4j798XsLyH-9e7mJwUgIm_paSHuFApOIgpgzy2MSchiVnRtUexcyzCJh29FnyPcAzNGXifdODe2ifvLIyjREVskT9Qr5hicZHL0YmOggRywGi/s640/IMG_8945.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>At the bottom of this stack, is a thrifted sheet. I plan on making my girls each a little quilt out of these fabrics. I haven't figured out quiet how I want to arrange the lay out yet. I just played around with a square the other day.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-LTD8H0kETcs4VHgbYyZCLyUksNbq-IOEi9xDEKM_F4RG10LjMaOnny8qPSMSkqPWnlzw-xZST4_4hoCtzqQH7T9LhgZHhndAgcefTXOL-mF2sa5QkxRa5gk_NcqVLI0lYhlFu238wKRY/s1600/IMG_8944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-LTD8H0kETcs4VHgbYyZCLyUksNbq-IOEi9xDEKM_F4RG10LjMaOnny8qPSMSkqPWnlzw-xZST4_4hoCtzqQH7T9LhgZHhndAgcefTXOL-mF2sa5QkxRa5gk_NcqVLI0lYhlFu238wKRY/s640/IMG_8944.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Maybe you can't tell in the picture, but I cute each piece a little squi-whomp-ally. When all the blocks are sewn next to each other, I think it looks pretty cool. But I'm not settled on this pattern yet. Hmmmmm.... I still have some other ideas...<br />
<img align="left" src="[url=http://www.flickr.com/photos/4flowersgrowing/5332020278/][img]http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5006/5332020278_4e692449a9_m.jpg[/img][/url]%0A[url=http://www.flickr.com/photos/4flowersgrowing/5332020278/]163_8826[/url]%20by%20[url=http://www.flickr.com/people/4flowersgrowing/]4%20Flowers%20Growing[/url],%20on%20Flickr" style="border: 0pt none;" />Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-21940930075763235532011-01-19T16:08:00.000-07:002011-01-19T16:08:12.939-07:00A Good SIX Years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63CRyF1e2YyinPyq13po-cotQcQjcA5PT8CVR9CdGbsFY_rkEr6uiMekVDLDqGsNAlWCKIOUpcrpn-Sr11dPjmmLbglBVVHrbbtzpzjzfxnApVKPnSF9jHot5F3UtdvSVouONjEF8TJZ_/s1600/IMG_8841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63CRyF1e2YyinPyq13po-cotQcQjcA5PT8CVR9CdGbsFY_rkEr6uiMekVDLDqGsNAlWCKIOUpcrpn-Sr11dPjmmLbglBVVHrbbtzpzjzfxnApVKPnSF9jHot5F3UtdvSVouONjEF8TJZ_/s640/IMG_8841.JPG" width="578" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eden, I have had you for 6 full years! I'm so glad I have you and you are all mine!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wTYTnn5En-TVFTTzh729bj6zx8ejtGsiy9WZzRYYrZSQFeXrBM8VLyZLjR-j6m5s4hChxILAJp09Jwu3M6p3ewd_7LgqeedFxmBFepRyUnrcppe7pgiQUzFA_2Cqn60q_01hkuPlTGm-/s1600/161_6145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4wTYTnn5En-TVFTTzh729bj6zx8ejtGsiy9WZzRYYrZSQFeXrBM8VLyZLjR-j6m5s4hChxILAJp09Jwu3M6p3ewd_7LgqeedFxmBFepRyUnrcppe7pgiQUzFA_2Cqn60q_01hkuPlTGm-/s640/161_6145.JPG" width="576" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Remember the time we went on a <a href="http://waiteforcarolyn.blogspot.com/2008/08/fellowship-of-road-trip.html">"beach vacation" in TN</a> and you found that ring in the sand?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpT144NQsmsAcaGvSIiI-cF-mDrb4Hpvat29zxgjBS77Lm8Fje2SDtVf1tzI1FHeaOUkjy_zEjtG-Fn_lqFQ5SqItG9DCzm1nLjXhDIK1FMA4xZ6i6915fh1w509olELhQ8tPZCTpFli7y/s1600/161_6147-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpT144NQsmsAcaGvSIiI-cF-mDrb4Hpvat29zxgjBS77Lm8Fje2SDtVf1tzI1FHeaOUkjy_zEjtG-Fn_lqFQ5SqItG9DCzm1nLjXhDIK1FMA4xZ6i6915fh1w509olELhQ8tPZCTpFli7y/s640/161_6147-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">One Ring To Rule Them All!</div><div style="text-align: center;">You definitely rule us all in our world!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZgP0jgD7XAJWlkl1w2DcTzVnLD3ic2Fd03UcwSa0KGwpAzvPAmnCYmPVGg5yia6nCpkkketQR_M0FV4-XnuJVsWliQyCvhXUvR0YwB4KRL7UWWAQzsH-AYKvpxSqtPjIJIcfFVX4xlkE/s1600/IMG_4729.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKZgP0jgD7XAJWlkl1w2DcTzVnLD3ic2Fd03UcwSa0KGwpAzvPAmnCYmPVGg5yia6nCpkkketQR_M0FV4-XnuJVsWliQyCvhXUvR0YwB4KRL7UWWAQzsH-AYKvpxSqtPjIJIcfFVX4xlkE/s640/IMG_4729.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Remember when we<a href="http://waiteforcarolyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/on-cob-please.html"> had chickens</a> and they were your great friends?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBTpS6KGxhRfISAamboOggp450zhUrm0G0xJxWX3mtWttrH6rpsOzPjLeBRRZgL-VNgDty2PabpvD4g-zr8xHkzZZ6lexunRVju83uO6JMPXJfrhOgGqBnw_CfkIbki3qh6HrnQOI9Ss2S/s1600/January+2011-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBTpS6KGxhRfISAamboOggp450zhUrm0G0xJxWX3mtWttrH6rpsOzPjLeBRRZgL-VNgDty2PabpvD4g-zr8xHkzZZ6lexunRVju83uO6JMPXJfrhOgGqBnw_CfkIbki3qh6HrnQOI9Ss2S/s640/January+2011-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">You are perfect in every way. Your imagination and creativity are incredible.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_-Ws2IyYhzic0_Txa2FI2nCAwyq-Mx46Xh0tqMtqViMUbYkNYP-38DhalNwHBiP9W4V8YORzo4winw4K2eac02XwsmaY6cVJ-xm_SrTgXrpYqz8OPxDMxBHgqg5ZmUBLRyjQLK_jF5QUe/s1600/IMG_8862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_-Ws2IyYhzic0_Txa2FI2nCAwyq-Mx46Xh0tqMtqViMUbYkNYP-38DhalNwHBiP9W4V8YORzo4winw4K2eac02XwsmaY6cVJ-xm_SrTgXrpYqz8OPxDMxBHgqg5ZmUBLRyjQLK_jF5QUe/s640/IMG_8862.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ava(4), Eden(6), Camden(6)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for letting us party with you!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgcf8QnjfQAX_3olk_zLUj_3DIf3XTW5FS3IooVOG20zzBs1y-d4cxcG-RXDsI6IIbgplSTeqx4tkhc8bwrHKkFYEXd2VZFB7FKOuOmDv2EyOPy5OzUWpS3THmAhtEOwPw_gkiL6fLddr/s1600/IMG_8843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="466" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVgcf8QnjfQAX_3olk_zLUj_3DIf3XTW5FS3IooVOG20zzBs1y-d4cxcG-RXDsI6IIbgplSTeqx4tkhc8bwrHKkFYEXd2VZFB7FKOuOmDv2EyOPy5OzUWpS3THmAhtEOwPw_gkiL6fLddr/s640/IMG_8843.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We had lots of fun window shopping and getting our nails done.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjyoSmso9Dvsi2qU_9okf4aBcuJr_yrGD0kjDvCmNK7cNZnKsK5UrzbiJYpW22BhODwG855DFbV3v42T00x1tTPLSzK4XPrC3twlZV9cvZv6nGG9D-1zJHhKs4dOc3GgRTa01wqPzL71I/s1600/IMG_8846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjyoSmso9Dvsi2qU_9okf4aBcuJr_yrGD0kjDvCmNK7cNZnKsK5UrzbiJYpW22BhODwG855DFbV3v42T00x1tTPLSzK4XPrC3twlZV9cvZv6nGG9D-1zJHhKs4dOc3GgRTa01wqPzL71I/s640/IMG_8846.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rock Stars!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-aAJWcZGG6cwQMLZNcMiiiIy-LfyoZHk03ClYjtVdDnhmBSVXJ4AiJvTGSt9V0QkDPNyJkocMSZxQ69ZiM9knSiXhFFRFS9_cLrXfOgj4Yj6h3mDAtFcOQDIiwU-yk-48hnBrGptFSDf8/s1600/IMG_8855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-aAJWcZGG6cwQMLZNcMiiiIy-LfyoZHk03ClYjtVdDnhmBSVXJ4AiJvTGSt9V0QkDPNyJkocMSZxQ69ZiM9knSiXhFFRFS9_cLrXfOgj4Yj6h3mDAtFcOQDIiwU-yk-48hnBrGptFSDf8/s640/IMG_8855.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks for sharing your makeup with all of us!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihbZl_XERujhG3pVfus5qRpwHdSDozs2UP9aw64zB3KMlrsAFnuN0lp9dz6KaTpByUChUlON_KGQsQfia9Q3EazFana32uJ_WukB0OZzITvzgITgV7eol3AO3yB5OX_qG6zO7Mzj7evjIB/s1600/IMG_8856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihbZl_XERujhG3pVfus5qRpwHdSDozs2UP9aw64zB3KMlrsAFnuN0lp9dz6KaTpByUChUlON_KGQsQfia9Q3EazFana32uJ_WukB0OZzITvzgITgV7eol3AO3yB5OX_qG6zO7Mzj7evjIB/s640/IMG_8856.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Your makeovers are the best!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63CRyF1e2YyinPyq13po-cotQcQjcA5PT8CVR9CdGbsFY_rkEr6uiMekVDLDqGsNAlWCKIOUpcrpn-Sr11dPjmmLbglBVVHrbbtzpzjzfxnApVKPnSF9jHot5F3UtdvSVouONjEF8TJZ_/s1600/IMG_8841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63CRyF1e2YyinPyq13po-cotQcQjcA5PT8CVR9CdGbsFY_rkEr6uiMekVDLDqGsNAlWCKIOUpcrpn-Sr11dPjmmLbglBVVHrbbtzpzjzfxnApVKPnSF9jHot5F3UtdvSVouONjEF8TJZ_/s640/IMG_8841.JPG" width="578" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy 6 Year Birthday, Eden Gail Waite!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>P.S....</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0C8sh7OkdiF4npT1yRDMbcDwqe6MOWJT6TV-G-oNuuUonsudmqnIX1CIWzEmXNj_FEJ0f-CPSOBqSAwl6XltOt3EeRK5F-i8Gn8u4hAM5Vmi5MouWtA1Yd8cNchRWcB4xFQzG9TCiYs2/s1600/IMG_8873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0C8sh7OkdiF4npT1yRDMbcDwqe6MOWJT6TV-G-oNuuUonsudmqnIX1CIWzEmXNj_FEJ0f-CPSOBqSAwl6XltOt3EeRK5F-i8Gn8u4hAM5Vmi5MouWtA1Yd8cNchRWcB4xFQzG9TCiYs2/s640/IMG_8873.JPG" width="414" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To all the parents out there - I don't recommend Window Crayons. Kid LOVE them. They are really fun. They do wipe off... onto everything! It takes a whole lot of Windex to smear and smear and smear this stuff finally clean. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-42166361200706421752011-01-17T22:32:00.000-07:002011-01-17T22:32:36.087-07:00Darleen Meier Jewelry Promotion!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNTGPcXhsDYJcrho48wMEkLJaW2gWYRP_7zd65LNXlxMxCJdWCCGZ7v0Z6LrAYszAxGTIF3WOjYMuhgwDTe6V99rbpQB77FkFRshc_5uRnRLHYDCA8x76IJjIcnqUndutDaOUejpHc0R4w/s1600/wishbone.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNTGPcXhsDYJcrho48wMEkLJaW2gWYRP_7zd65LNXlxMxCJdWCCGZ7v0Z6LrAYszAxGTIF3WOjYMuhgwDTe6V99rbpQB77FkFRshc_5uRnRLHYDCA8x76IJjIcnqUndutDaOUejpHc0R4w/s400/wishbone.1.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXu57YF_6LHEyQts2LPgO6JnN_N6MmqDS3PiTz-BgUoCydPXZlHBty1ztnoKcjxHoBfBH-Xx5vMrp98ya8PY2OiwWGjs5r7_GyiEuMqSp2WBPbwLW9z9CnW0MRutVTxLEAP2tKYRaY0-pX/s1600/Desktop1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>Isn't this Wishbone Necklace by <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/darleenmeier?ref=top_trail">Darleen Meier Jewelry</a> really cute? You can have it for <span style="font-size: large;"><b>free</b></span> (normally $22) when you purchase any piece of jewelry Jan. 17-18 from her <span style="font-size: large;"><b><a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/darleenmeier?ref=top_trail">etsy</a></b></span> shop. <a href="http://darlingdarleen.blogspot.com/">Darleen</a> is my sister-in-law, she has a great <a href="http://darlingdarleen.blogspot.com/">blog</a> and is a very talented jeweler. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXu57YF_6LHEyQts2LPgO6JnN_N6MmqDS3PiTz-BgUoCydPXZlHBty1ztnoKcjxHoBfBH-Xx5vMrp98ya8PY2OiwWGjs5r7_GyiEuMqSp2WBPbwLW9z9CnW0MRutVTxLEAP2tKYRaY0-pX/s1600/Desktop1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXu57YF_6LHEyQts2LPgO6JnN_N6MmqDS3PiTz-BgUoCydPXZlHBty1ztnoKcjxHoBfBH-Xx5vMrp98ya8PY2OiwWGjs5r7_GyiEuMqSp2WBPbwLW9z9CnW0MRutVTxLEAP2tKYRaY0-pX/s640/Desktop1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And here are a few other pieces of Darleen's that I really love! </div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-22506323162178877812011-01-14T22:30:00.000-07:002011-01-14T22:30:41.800-07:00When You Live In A House of Girls...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXe9HmMRnpai4-AhYy-2fgDaz2bxQMbArz0ThQ8hgUbKRGe5zuT3mMgOgVx7pXtZMoHn6zLsLSRmQkXVd7gn5TW2LBiuvIhd3qj_zSJbKXjsai_X6bIVeb9QY8RV1g-N7l2jTsQAUfkh_T/s1600/163_8548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXe9HmMRnpai4-AhYy-2fgDaz2bxQMbArz0ThQ8hgUbKRGe5zuT3mMgOgVx7pXtZMoHn6zLsLSRmQkXVd7gn5TW2LBiuvIhd3qj_zSJbKXjsai_X6bIVeb9QY8RV1g-N7l2jTsQAUfkh_T/s640/163_8548.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Aspen at 8 months</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">You might find one of your babies like this.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6lMSNO55WUC-qBoMoeiFK4EynjKKQ1GKWWTLLmfrugYKLFa83qUrEHKrt1fmPextIJvKkzViPQcuUz0Z8AL0kKdECmexG7oCgvnQLobHr55P36En8i3VYCGCrFu0-a1JV-UFVB78bHdk/s1600/163_8545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT6lMSNO55WUC-qBoMoeiFK4EynjKKQ1GKWWTLLmfrugYKLFa83qUrEHKrt1fmPextIJvKkzViPQcuUz0Z8AL0kKdECmexG7oCgvnQLobHr55P36En8i3VYCGCrFu0-a1JV-UFVB78bHdk/s640/163_8545.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Aspen</span> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Moments later, when I returned, my baby looked like this. ...and she didn't do anything. Just sat there, waiting.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgDknOkYGD-169ApH89MJOgp7Gr-cdD-64xo7Rv0qiV3q3DHzPbm1DF9OlyymBx8CasHfk7ZE6o9QsfIlsdNptPF6hQ-0aY3Dd-AMJHBJqRpRHQ0IxyQEZ7iJeiWpdlMzLPnbOqREE5Vi_/s1600/163_8555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgDknOkYGD-169ApH89MJOgp7Gr-cdD-64xo7Rv0qiV3q3DHzPbm1DF9OlyymBx8CasHfk7ZE6o9QsfIlsdNptPF6hQ-0aY3Dd-AMJHBJqRpRHQ0IxyQEZ7iJeiWpdlMzLPnbOqREE5Vi_/s640/163_8555.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is Emory getting measured for her crown.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMly89Lbj5o5HC3_arVN5F15Q3Z7qNbEI1Js7tdS-aL07SxzTkN-Fbs3Heb8OSzeKbvbCdDHFxKMMYVA7qTcfbsBmLQGwCP8DItWot2ln48vRRzsZMh9TgyY47HD6iM_Yfv-qsQl2bJB8/s1600/163_8557.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMly89Lbj5o5HC3_arVN5F15Q3Z7qNbEI1Js7tdS-aL07SxzTkN-Fbs3Heb8OSzeKbvbCdDHFxKMMYVA7qTcfbsBmLQGwCP8DItWot2ln48vRRzsZMh9TgyY47HD6iM_Yfv-qsQl2bJB8/s640/163_8557.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ava is receiving custom detail work right on the spot. It's serious business.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7OAFRdak7J0IGPDxJ3xYsQVad_9T9pDsxIxP9FEzFhhfiqP_vl-XiYvPVb7n65JbGbU7c0H7oqAY9ZT4xhMhV6Sd-ZNp4BnRhPsI5al6ne0hObpk7_D06ePqEjrwE66HZf9O0AYu8RrcD/s1600/163_8562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7OAFRdak7J0IGPDxJ3xYsQVad_9T9pDsxIxP9FEzFhhfiqP_vl-XiYvPVb7n65JbGbU7c0H7oqAY9ZT4xhMhV6Sd-ZNp4BnRhPsI5al6ne0hObpk7_D06ePqEjrwE66HZf9O0AYu8RrcD/s640/163_8562.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Looks expensive, I think.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0xtKa_osKW1O0xOR8utAlcqo8pD9aoCr6H_rO8wOjxNNeIEO8oYA2kJivFjEP1UkJQ-GI4n1RKTNt_50e5X-b9PlpOeLrDXyc_DNc84LxYu1_9_XaFQjlkw8BS8xQC1xA23j1T3N4c3Q/s1600/163_8564.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI0xtKa_osKW1O0xOR8utAlcqo8pD9aoCr6H_rO8wOjxNNeIEO8oYA2kJivFjEP1UkJQ-GI4n1RKTNt_50e5X-b9PlpOeLrDXyc_DNc84LxYu1_9_XaFQjlkw8BS8xQC1xA23j1T3N4c3Q/s640/163_8564.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the artist herself, Eden. I think she is going to be opening her very own<a href="http://www.etsy.com/"> Etsy</a> shop soon. All of her creations are in such high demand!</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-10792606512811826002011-01-06T20:27:00.001-07:002011-01-06T20:52:07.879-07:00Baby Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1myrLx__VZNhpezdz8qBM1HyogB7qN6XF40-PqfbkXL80A9e_WG2KNoc4vOl4q1oE7v2Y_HWMe_HO_hJWO9YIMVdCS3TSSHBxH1SzzHf_h5d0eMiz2ocFSg-nA3nm_054hb7tIl8HznsQ/s1600/163_8761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1myrLx__VZNhpezdz8qBM1HyogB7qN6XF40-PqfbkXL80A9e_WG2KNoc4vOl4q1oE7v2Y_HWMe_HO_hJWO9YIMVdCS3TSSHBxH1SzzHf_h5d0eMiz2ocFSg-nA3nm_054hb7tIl8HznsQ/s640/163_8761.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>This is the playroom. Eden (5) decided to throw a "baby party". She was dead set on getting all the decorations prepared. I was instructed to invite over her one friend here in Colorado and tell her to bring a baby for the "baby party".<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSdEj4OplNvT7kUMs_TyV3lB5qa5wPr0zb8lXjyuHdftiTjK9qFSAfHar0cJQQ8eBdw0OUprAFWMnRG1M8hiYPnUlU4qQuTwyd0N-DhuW2iDg5mu60hE70HimdLTZZP7CGPwGRxnKlSyk/s1600/163_8765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="492" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinSdEj4OplNvT7kUMs_TyV3lB5qa5wPr0zb8lXjyuHdftiTjK9qFSAfHar0cJQQ8eBdw0OUprAFWMnRG1M8hiYPnUlU4qQuTwyd0N-DhuW2iDg5mu60hE70HimdLTZZP7CGPwGRxnKlSyk/s640/163_8765.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>So for a "baby party", one must have decorative bunting and candles.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36TQSsvJzeSi7Q2PvK9WBcX0_pcnb7rO6Gex3cPZiwNDhHnDKCv41l_A5AnidqW2SyfsjkjHDO3Ts27Ssx0vUHdx9KQYItbvVazbb_m9gwdDK5B6AGytcgmppZMYpx0oCw48KNxe5hZCw/s1600/163_8769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi36TQSsvJzeSi7Q2PvK9WBcX0_pcnb7rO6Gex3cPZiwNDhHnDKCv41l_A5AnidqW2SyfsjkjHDO3Ts27Ssx0vUHdx9KQYItbvVazbb_m9gwdDK5B6AGytcgmppZMYpx0oCw48KNxe5hZCw/s640/163_8769.JPG" width="556" /></a></div>I really enjoy this girl's creativity!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNkriiyBoxIqt2RGyK_qSHYmrGKZw2OkALXA4nWV2LOqWzeybvpH6FJVce1f14JfgYWeIcft_hy7PEWAky5zLZjkUDvcK9DJBHA6FIFjC48NzPd3Ih-efGozMZvX-DwUBF9ajAsjYMm1Og/s1600/January+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNkriiyBoxIqt2RGyK_qSHYmrGKZw2OkALXA4nWV2LOqWzeybvpH6FJVce1f14JfgYWeIcft_hy7PEWAky5zLZjkUDvcK9DJBHA6FIFjC48NzPd3Ih-efGozMZvX-DwUBF9ajAsjYMm1Og/s640/January+2011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is a close up of her bunting's detailed artwork.</div><br />
There are no pictures of the actual "baby party" due to the fact it lasted a total of not even 5 minutes. I don't know what happened, the girls just moved onto other things. I think the thrill of the party was decorating for it.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVHJl-gQAPRm2eDeB8itgC1iA4iYmqhUn1R7dhZ1H9csvvmgj-64M4qIigdy3Mk5ugld9hA3f-QRCebEatI-qe5wDRHXBjboYdc1Q08IvyOFQgy51NClAIGHS4hruDGgzUp5zOF0N-Ege/s1600/163_8778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVHJl-gQAPRm2eDeB8itgC1iA4iYmqhUn1R7dhZ1H9csvvmgj-64M4qIigdy3Mk5ugld9hA3f-QRCebEatI-qe5wDRHXBjboYdc1Q08IvyOFQgy51NClAIGHS4hruDGgzUp5zOF0N-Ege/s640/163_8778.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aspen (8 months)</div><div style="text-align: left;">Aside from this baby being adorable...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRtLbQ1iO-d-x3h_bd1u21cs-JrDnCSYdn3dQScA6jpUOeLv880tb0y16GS9j5vVr0TJFd4Csh4-qgZb1IYAi9EWK0ovhr-TvbRnLUj1Yqqu992i-qRtC0WZx2q5wXrNI7orZi_8P3cjM/s1600/163_8780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFRtLbQ1iO-d-x3h_bd1u21cs-JrDnCSYdn3dQScA6jpUOeLv880tb0y16GS9j5vVr0TJFd4Csh4-qgZb1IYAi9EWK0ovhr-TvbRnLUj1Yqqu992i-qRtC0WZx2q5wXrNI7orZi_8P3cjM/s640/163_8780.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">...and big blue eyeballs...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihGsym47FAs2ufZ0KVUAUA9OTpsJMWN2vPIcjihRE8ZxxSX0-uvCbtohX85gkUbiGH0Iv5csX5hHYIRIn8H71lQdmTZAlxt092KhH-Pg6zvINmu58K-7AMwABjLrVthitGyftTPotam96I/s1600/163_8782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihGsym47FAs2ufZ0KVUAUA9OTpsJMWN2vPIcjihRE8ZxxSX0-uvCbtohX85gkUbiGH0Iv5csX5hHYIRIn8H71lQdmTZAlxt092KhH-Pg6zvINmu58K-7AMwABjLrVthitGyftTPotam96I/s640/163_8782.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">...she has a couple of teeth!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglSIlRwpTAFT8f20XlcbF08GQvjWHArYLuPVWab0QxNCZNZ07ghJKBI9Gfa1OpSQjBdH3WLWnivGAROYnukwlXLpuT7UzF3I5jwUZVtLK3eV_vNUaOjqzqy8Q4_PM92AcZPOFqLmtEe2kH/s1600/163_8711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglSIlRwpTAFT8f20XlcbF08GQvjWHArYLuPVWab0QxNCZNZ07ghJKBI9Gfa1OpSQjBdH3WLWnivGAROYnukwlXLpuT7UzF3I5jwUZVtLK3eV_vNUaOjqzqy8Q4_PM92AcZPOFqLmtEe2kH/s640/163_8711.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Emory (8 months)</div><div style="text-align: left;">So does her twin sister too! Emory is already cutting her upper teeth now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3g2sfI52ooT-IdPkiF4y6FgJHANWrVcgHew8jZB7ZAJB4cIUJIW_0f4mnCnaYxXZiPWWCryJAHB9-fZ0pvLYLgyVw496V8wRFoULJWbTIaGc17DfiUulMea_G_Vjsf-YVJmUrrn3FmMI/s1600/163_8752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC3g2sfI52ooT-IdPkiF4y6FgJHANWrVcgHew8jZB7ZAJB4cIUJIW_0f4mnCnaYxXZiPWWCryJAHB9-fZ0pvLYLgyVw496V8wRFoULJWbTIaGc17DfiUulMea_G_Vjsf-YVJmUrrn3FmMI/s640/163_8752.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aspen & Emory (8 months) enjoying a Christmas present</div><div style="text-align: left;">In a matter of only two weeks time, these girls have gotten their first teeth, and started to crawl. They already are pulling themselves up to standing too! Our universe is changing... AGAIN!</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-89212221609892628352010-12-20T21:53:00.000-07:002010-12-20T21:53:58.603-07:00Oh Christmas Tree<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpJZUsYPUAELEx_LlQgELroa21DsF7DrZczRh1XxDhIkOVBI2Bafm9eJPSmcEJz6zYFnGwzsaoD92njTkRXvoa_DiB2jOTpq5T-GUqKRmTWCsdtJJPymsg3PlsX2Bj6YFJInOGl9-Oxxz/s1600/163_8659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpJZUsYPUAELEx_LlQgELroa21DsF7DrZczRh1XxDhIkOVBI2Bafm9eJPSmcEJz6zYFnGwzsaoD92njTkRXvoa_DiB2jOTpq5T-GUqKRmTWCsdtJJPymsg3PlsX2Bj6YFJInOGl9-Oxxz/s640/163_8659.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Today, by 7:00 am, our Christmas tree was out on the curb ready to be taken away.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It started on Friday when we noticed the tree was not looking very happy. Boyfriend checked the water. Full. We were diligent about watering it. But despite that... the tree wasn't just dying... it was dead.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then proceeded the discussion of leaving it up until Christmas. It's only 7 days away. OR taking it down. Those dried out needles are going to get everywhere and our vacuum pretty much almost doesn't work at the moment! What to do what to do.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Boyfriend won the debate. We left the tree UP.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had a fun weekend. Went to an Ugly Sweater/Birthday/Christmas party.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6yxaunCODJxU6cwVixOoDyaZc0TL0dkU32sJePd_tJyEyTSjIYd-IXFgjABvmZbvzakxAcB2aVPMg6iXFKj5wgUv0kThb5ObAlDs33hTUJR4wUbecKMBSKksOAIf5YE3Kxc2lTSRKCB64/s1600/163_8597_r1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6yxaunCODJxU6cwVixOoDyaZc0TL0dkU32sJePd_tJyEyTSjIYd-IXFgjABvmZbvzakxAcB2aVPMg6iXFKj5wgUv0kThb5ObAlDs33hTUJR4wUbecKMBSKksOAIf5YE3Kxc2lTSRKCB64/s640/163_8597_r1.jpg" width="526" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Boyfriend totally won "Ugliest Sweater" prize. I, personally, was shocked that he went with the whole turtleneck-vest outfit I brought home from the thrift store in the first place. He put it on and I couldn't stop laughing. Doesn't he look like a 12 year old boy going to his choir concert? Love him!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">...but the house smelled funny. I couldn't put my nose on the source. <b>UNTIL</b> <b>3:00am</b> in the morning when I was up with Ava (4 yr old). I figured out that the dead rotting tree and the full bucket of water reeked!!! Like rancid moth balls.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hRlwxcOenmGnIq2VRp9Y4lvQ-i9NBbVO6J_uhj4d6ymrTE25YafxdkV83Lv106ZjYdpECfibi2RQ7xyA6Sm-1idSFiYjpBDfHmWcMTwv_o0KLZIi4A7fm6KDDOtlEj_7TQL9haNFejk_/s1600/163_8654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hRlwxcOenmGnIq2VRp9Y4lvQ-i9NBbVO6J_uhj4d6ymrTE25YafxdkV83Lv106ZjYdpECfibi2RQ7xyA6Sm-1idSFiYjpBDfHmWcMTwv_o0KLZIi4A7fm6KDDOtlEj_7TQL9haNFejk_/s640/163_8654.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Therefor, by 7:00am the tree was out on the curb.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZQnP7WovBR2zVp1R0oTFl0hN30630aWzARQg2jOdP2Ty73sUdmsxJrqSVPz-YmP01IjYpaah95B1TsdZPMMjGIQPSe6Kpu7bMD-HOmoElBy-85Ae_HuiR2aZTWMwwin3p4md8VCNKoSp/s1600/163_8653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZQnP7WovBR2zVp1R0oTFl0hN30630aWzARQg2jOdP2Ty73sUdmsxJrqSVPz-YmP01IjYpaah95B1TsdZPMMjGIQPSe6Kpu7bMD-HOmoElBy-85Ae_HuiR2aZTWMwwin3p4md8VCNKoSp/s640/163_8653.JPG" width="524" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Garbage pick up is today, so it was a good day to go. Boyfriend noticed the stench too, once he was close enough.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He helped me undecorate & unlight & drag the tree out before he left for work. He was late.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2MgjQi-3-gzl5FEXcrSNzahg6B8eg2it665iVYfiGpXFZ4Q42hV127vIHjTh9XGxMpZ-qQ_rKw-g4LFlyzKP3aW2tdT-ASMWonk2ZfPadCEzhPEau2XOsWIXIw_Zt46l6dtBCBine094/s1600/163_8657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2MgjQi-3-gzl5FEXcrSNzahg6B8eg2it665iVYfiGpXFZ4Q42hV127vIHjTh9XGxMpZ-qQ_rKw-g4LFlyzKP3aW2tdT-ASMWonk2ZfPadCEzhPEau2XOsWIXIw_Zt46l6dtBCBine094/s640/163_8657.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Remember how our vacuum doesn't work so well... <i>well</i> it doesn't work at all now after this clean up.</div><div style="text-align: center;">(just so people don't think I'm totally stupid, I did pick up the majority of the needles by hand before vacuuming)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBG_TtFo87TIOnUcj8WUZfP88mJROcQ3x82xj1V7Z0kSNwQmX3Pg1Ep4eeeqLiZ1mepZYrNKXv-IJY5HTIsxKYZTpt1-ibDi1JXhDHu-Ihmm-FoJ8CY3ismVbuiPyDr5zjF32-4Ti3ql5I/s1600/163_8677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="632" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBG_TtFo87TIOnUcj8WUZfP88mJROcQ3x82xj1V7Z0kSNwQmX3Pg1Ep4eeeqLiZ1mepZYrNKXv-IJY5HTIsxKYZTpt1-ibDi1JXhDHu-Ihmm-FoJ8CY3ismVbuiPyDr5zjF32-4Ti3ql5I/s640/163_8677.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Luckily the Big Girls were more than happy to share their tree that was up in the play room. It displays all of our cherished handmade ornaments.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6bunl1NDc3_trlH9omFyTRWBbxo5_VR0-9yYqv5qRpyzO_bonHA2f9uWOA6bfU1sxQsS6jGh7QAnL1FSQiLjZ85mrM5Rc46T6e8oVy4eOeNVMIzYxX-HDALxD4M_G6gokk_hwoumZyvaF/s1600/163_8673.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6bunl1NDc3_trlH9omFyTRWBbxo5_VR0-9yYqv5qRpyzO_bonHA2f9uWOA6bfU1sxQsS6jGh7QAnL1FSQiLjZ85mrM5Rc46T6e8oVy4eOeNVMIzYxX-HDALxD4M_G6gokk_hwoumZyvaF/s640/163_8673.JPG" width="542" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Taa Daa! I kind of like the idea now of having a tree up on a table. I can hide all the gifts under the blanket - away from the eye of these two crawling rugrats...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-Kl9MTJtpCa0pdMrPNzzH-6QPnfsg6kBQW0QTHHtlAktV8UAhkInTfst258wC8ImQoUEJP_ju76fNFGSkEK8cR0A8iqSkgZv3BebhinRNo5d9Oq9t4UIPU9h_I6FWd5vjk3lJT1T8AVt/s1600/163_8680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN-Kl9MTJtpCa0pdMrPNzzH-6QPnfsg6kBQW0QTHHtlAktV8UAhkInTfst258wC8ImQoUEJP_ju76fNFGSkEK8cR0A8iqSkgZv3BebhinRNo5d9Oq9t4UIPU9h_I6FWd5vjk3lJT1T8AVt/s640/163_8680.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't decide if Emory is giving me "evil eye" because she can't attack the presents anymore or because I have them dressed in their Halloween ensembles in December.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">OH! And if anyone is still reading this, I have one more tid bit to my story...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The garbage truck came. I watched him empty my garbage can, then drive on by my Christmas tree! I ran out the door with Ava in tow. "Hay! Hay!" I was yelling. The garbage guy IGNORED me! He just kept on emptying garbage cans, driving on, emptying garbage cans, driving on. I couldn't catch him!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0UWKMWyJS74-QfyC3xwLYQe3e7AZpJ4EikKsickL5zU1P3Qj3rg-UfDwqdXcKnDPBTW_IYubMTAgGrhV_3REUjdagbX8VlX4lgtnGhjqf137qMRuTg0EhAGoDZXGm99LYJdNzZHUACiJY/s1600/163_8658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0UWKMWyJS74-QfyC3xwLYQe3e7AZpJ4EikKsickL5zU1P3Qj3rg-UfDwqdXcKnDPBTW_IYubMTAgGrhV_3REUjdagbX8VlX4lgtnGhjqf137qMRuTg0EhAGoDZXGm99LYJdNzZHUACiJY/s640/163_8658.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I called the garbage number. Turns out, picking up a Christmas tree is a scheduled event and an extra fee! My tree would cost $15 and I would have to chop it up because apparently a 6 foot tree is "too big for the truck". I suggested that I could probably cut up the tree and put it in my garbage can. Then it would be free.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So guess what Boyfriend is doing now at 9:30pm... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">THE END</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-29596405655741330272010-12-04T18:46:00.000-07:002010-12-04T18:46:40.606-07:00A ConversationWent to Walgreens with Ava and the twins.<br />
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I always get attention when I'm out with the twins, but especially when I'm out with the twins and one or both of my other girls.<br />
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This time we got the attention of an older gentlemen. He was sweet and nice and thought the girls were "pretty little treasures". He had so much to say to them and to Ava. But the conversation ended a little awkwardly.<br />
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Gentleman: "I can't believe how alert and responsive your babies are. How old are they?"<br />
Me: "Seven months."<br />
Gentleman: "Oh, only that old? Are thy identical?"<br />
Me: "No, actually they are not. They are fraternal."<br />
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Long Pause and look of confusion...<br />
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Gentleman: "What does that mean?"<br />
Me: "Uhhhhhh...."<br />
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I didn't want to make him feel like a dummy, but how do I answer that in a way that (this man - who if asked this question in the first place, probably couldn't handle a detailed answer) would understand? So I just said,<br />
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"Opposite of identical."<br />
Gentleman: "Oh".<br />
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He walked away.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-iohGClvc0DehFHCbYu_HzkKRJJx2Z3Xy6xV7hdUSuasio-0XL5eYv_86J5tTl5JqBjl9hyphenhyphenC5otN7h8PJ4bf5Y4cM0c6_gXqiJkB6ZnKGI8Mnk8vktbLpogQutrV2kLENFbwj_PUPody/s1600/163_8465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn-iohGClvc0DehFHCbYu_HzkKRJJx2Z3Xy6xV7hdUSuasio-0XL5eYv_86J5tTl5JqBjl9hyphenhyphenC5otN7h8PJ4bf5Y4cM0c6_gXqiJkB6ZnKGI8Mnk8vktbLpogQutrV2kLENFbwj_PUPody/s640/163_8465.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Emory & Aspen 7 months.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">A couple of things these babies both enjoy - being naked and playing with the wipes.</div>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160987742376687487.post-17838410345733958222010-12-02T09:36:00.002-07:002010-12-02T10:24:06.013-07:00"3 Makes 4"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXv7MwlaWpDf_O-UCcQ7EFgSFlVk0VMT5u75JnfoLBmGLydb9XoEdC8g01rUw4-YNB4Y3tdn2p_0POCGkXIQiPzuio3OKTtkFvpPh_E20TOMCeApq_yKKDjzyZCm4FazxsOGORR13xnsgm/s1600/163_8480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXv7MwlaWpDf_O-UCcQ7EFgSFlVk0VMT5u75JnfoLBmGLydb9XoEdC8g01rUw4-YNB4Y3tdn2p_0POCGkXIQiPzuio3OKTtkFvpPh_E20TOMCeApq_yKKDjzyZCm4FazxsOGORR13xnsgm/s640/163_8480.JPG" width="640" /> </a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ava turned 4 Dec. 1! She can't stand that she isn't 3 any more. Ava insists that "<i>3 makes 4! So I'm not 4!!</i>" I don't get it personally. But she LOVED celebrating her birthday. We just did a family thing. While Eden was away at school, Ava helped me make her birthday cake. What do you get when a 4 year old has complete say in the design and making of her cake?...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKv3R1bSCgfMhMpvqfLxdWsh-Bgv-FL3DayoZHD0GPM0fstT52_olg3YdsVXa9GL9kM5vjNgIYVmES_XflFrJqk6H9suv-gAe4wsmYi3F-HHCKoBlkABPk6opzsL_6SaXYk7bqWZvgkIT/s1600/163_8506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHKv3R1bSCgfMhMpvqfLxdWsh-Bgv-FL3DayoZHD0GPM0fstT52_olg3YdsVXa9GL9kM5vjNgIYVmES_XflFrJqk6H9suv-gAe4wsmYi3F-HHCKoBlkABPk6opzsL_6SaXYk7bqWZvgkIT/s640/163_8506.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Taa-Daa! A pepto-bismal with blue blobs frosting number four!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For the record. I HATE and DESPISE decorating cakes. I don't know if that is evident or not. We were going for a rustic look.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiok338z-pI47QguWsQARcIEajw4-DWVQsvZ4Nn9YaNWsfzbQqUuN3cFX9qDRatw7r5LcVxyGT5QzIVX3EizyQTZl6gYTDprweWYilAQmOUCPZYm58evvDUH3xLa47f_ptQj0YSPMl6BWEI/s1600/163_8491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiok338z-pI47QguWsQARcIEajw4-DWVQsvZ4Nn9YaNWsfzbQqUuN3cFX9qDRatw7r5LcVxyGT5QzIVX3EizyQTZl6gYTDprweWYilAQmOUCPZYm58evvDUH3xLa47f_ptQj0YSPMl6BWEI/s640/163_8491.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ava loved it though.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gKcODJoxrai6MGjGF0xSjX8gzOsUK6B00ryMoPPj1LvLNdefDvLzSeZwWdDotnho8AGrqXTtIPl20LbnPeJ5dX3eAdUjS6NPeCyg4wtv_rEp5y9W5HOvE_B7SBzyqqelTuJKn-0RBjsA/s1600/163_8493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gKcODJoxrai6MGjGF0xSjX8gzOsUK6B00ryMoPPj1LvLNdefDvLzSeZwWdDotnho8AGrqXTtIPl20LbnPeJ5dX3eAdUjS6NPeCyg4wtv_rEp5y9W5HOvE_B7SBzyqqelTuJKn-0RBjsA/s640/163_8493.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The finishing touch.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxpGoKQOHyLtkbessmtdOZ4R7A8xvXUIly8PvIR84-3buybuo2o94gopc02cKMpq2OIYZTSvAicGGLpgrPvV2eDdU7pmpVXLwvoB1TEU4PXDsKcakafVgVq9FpZ0_8XzyacnhEabafDiX/s1600/163_8505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxpGoKQOHyLtkbessmtdOZ4R7A8xvXUIly8PvIR84-3buybuo2o94gopc02cKMpq2OIYZTSvAicGGLpgrPvV2eDdU7pmpVXLwvoB1TEU4PXDsKcakafVgVq9FpZ0_8XzyacnhEabafDiX/s640/163_8505.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After multiple tries and turning blue in the face, Ava's big sister helped her blow the candles out.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Now for the multiple pictures of Ava....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Told in Ava's voice:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6UmkPWsmOCKKaOf74h0ZqOm6DnhJJJE3dMUPWLFsZ1qAYo9xJGvTtf_a8awNxb2O6KGhRP6E1z6BFkclsNhQV24AeuItJI_S1hrtLC-4lr8JWXjd_-_O59fJfht6zablOAzK7Djk8f7A/s1600/163_8482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD6UmkPWsmOCKKaOf74h0ZqOm6DnhJJJE3dMUPWLFsZ1qAYo9xJGvTtf_a8awNxb2O6KGhRP6E1z6BFkclsNhQV24AeuItJI_S1hrtLC-4lr8JWXjd_-_O59fJfht6zablOAzK7Djk8f7A/s640/163_8482.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Emory, Ava, Aspen </span></div><i>"Hi. I'm Ava. I love being a big sister. I'm really good at it. Even when Mom can't get a baby to smile, I always can."</i><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDqMviXBUmtEcMftfGteUOxjpWyFnAGgGR7TP1Dv9zm2U_pkK2YL10lLxrT_g-SKfjVhv8IGXMf6OIN3hYR9dvEM5xVyHrXyGEOAghYm7swhbOuptjRInyPaBHyGjFFMaUurFoxa7qgLD/s1600/163_8371-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDqMviXBUmtEcMftfGteUOxjpWyFnAGgGR7TP1Dv9zm2U_pkK2YL10lLxrT_g-SKfjVhv8IGXMf6OIN3hYR9dvEM5xVyHrXyGEOAghYm7swhbOuptjRInyPaBHyGjFFMaUurFoxa7qgLD/s640/163_8371-1.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Ava & Eden </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"I'm also a little sister. Yeah, I'm the typical middle child. I know everyone's buttons and I push them at will."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUctsDuFqs5qi5oOcoeo1lesDxfd6ZoQ_5pJm5homShd1PSqA-ORgsUD2WC526zROo6x4dqvkPD5AngfEdZqbpzxqAAkVN84PIe9UT1K8IGO9HARrKAOu3_YtjobSu5rWygGPKXMnUjOj/s1600/163_8401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUctsDuFqs5qi5oOcoeo1lesDxfd6ZoQ_5pJm5homShd1PSqA-ORgsUD2WC526zROo6x4dqvkPD5AngfEdZqbpzxqAAkVN84PIe9UT1K8IGO9HARrKAOu3_YtjobSu5rWygGPKXMnUjOj/s640/163_8401.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"I'm always getting people to crack up and I don't even know why."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZFIbd5v_VXXpp3Yvxs_mzntw83uSHgB6vY79kLn1M3Notk5LBWaeXCldA9o5FXSIbqvOG4g5zfK1eCNodJcudCy-Djld8vb3f2nwBPeyyJgAR75T7ImQ54Zx-vgTtpqi2yEMBx7W4DRN/s1600/IMG_3714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilZFIbd5v_VXXpp3Yvxs_mzntw83uSHgB6vY79kLn1M3Notk5LBWaeXCldA9o5FXSIbqvOG4g5zfK1eCNodJcudCy-Djld8vb3f2nwBPeyyJgAR75T7ImQ54Zx-vgTtpqi2yEMBx7W4DRN/s640/IMG_3714.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i> "This is me, only 1 month old."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiB-chl0rU3D_84c0P85oaaoSKP3ib1PNYQq_6D7nEOHEJhUrBgI2j_1bC-9yFP4HTUO8uEsf_DveeGuZ89YUKuTW28PFS8NrmrlpWJmVO4uqVUBH2XwPKghNYyngHZ04C_KwQU1ac0St/s1600/IMG_3878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiB-chl0rU3D_84c0P85oaaoSKP3ib1PNYQq_6D7nEOHEJhUrBgI2j_1bC-9yFP4HTUO8uEsf_DveeGuZ89YUKuTW28PFS8NrmrlpWJmVO4uqVUBH2XwPKghNYyngHZ04C_KwQU1ac0St/s640/IMG_3878.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"3 months old. I've always been cute."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvc4c_vvBLNb1Vr7Fw-5gAuw9w0Yf7PciRDEV2ndEsC50SsowNMryRnYiG_MgGXS8wORK9ecb1RTgaecwDTv0Win-Z9u6mC-Sw_oNdz1JeBYpF0WPRRyiISjM1vtzJj2SdlQgNM4PmQVn/s1600/IMG_3929.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisvc4c_vvBLNb1Vr7Fw-5gAuw9w0Yf7PciRDEV2ndEsC50SsowNMryRnYiG_MgGXS8wORK9ecb1RTgaecwDTv0Win-Z9u6mC-Sw_oNdz1JeBYpF0WPRRyiISjM1vtzJj2SdlQgNM4PmQVn/s640/IMG_3929.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"Seriously, that's me."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMr9J_MBd5Ulzhxd1E16BE7o8SsU2crOlp5ZMKBGFGymHtXODNFeKqrx8IV9oK7QDUIQh0asMePIrdbLjFpOt_3saNDePuv_ODfVwUX9FCXYz8Jyx_aPYZVDhIjeDnADloNOQHIjxH9myh/s1600/DSC02010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMr9J_MBd5Ulzhxd1E16BE7o8SsU2crOlp5ZMKBGFGymHtXODNFeKqrx8IV9oK7QDUIQh0asMePIrdbLjFpOt_3saNDePuv_ODfVwUX9FCXYz8Jyx_aPYZVDhIjeDnADloNOQHIjxH9myh/s640/DSC02010.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"My mom loves me."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3EbrLwqyP0IAC3w_64IJABaFE6zWOtpsktKXGn5mwhHlmmv_IZ37TJGn_aXc0yZLoajdI2Ale5fNCCXZoUw_Cy6DEmHxXiqbIWmkg7NwRQeHuOYpvD9kD51Z4UvVeFdFZ0m1D612Qlc4e/s1600/100_0077-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3EbrLwqyP0IAC3w_64IJABaFE6zWOtpsktKXGn5mwhHlmmv_IZ37TJGn_aXc0yZLoajdI2Ale5fNCCXZoUw_Cy6DEmHxXiqbIWmkg7NwRQeHuOYpvD9kD51Z4UvVeFdFZ0m1D612Qlc4e/s640/100_0077-1.JPG" width="636" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"I'm cute even when I'm <a href="http://waiteforcarolyn.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-ava-woke-up-from-her-nap-i-put-her.html">not suppose to be</a>. I had vaseline in my hair and Mom thought corn starch would get it out... it didn't. But peanut butter did."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-41t_2wi4pE6zhxnZgEtTw2aTyBtypDRL3NB52QT7aBl7WJzlT5OWD1X0Qd4HLQdNWDWeQK-9l3pQrDmEV3qUXy-DEY7Ac993P2BPjVWofxJsQ4FCuFO54pUhbL_r9pP4siPAvVpn2uRv/s1600/162_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-41t_2wi4pE6zhxnZgEtTw2aTyBtypDRL3NB52QT7aBl7WJzlT5OWD1X0Qd4HLQdNWDWeQK-9l3pQrDmEV3qUXy-DEY7Ac993P2BPjVWofxJsQ4FCuFO54pUhbL_r9pP4siPAvVpn2uRv/s640/162_0511.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"I don't know. I'm just a good kid. I like my family. They like me too. I'm quirky. Very quirky. I still <a href="http://waiteforcarolyn.blogspot.com/2007/11/rockin-ava.html">bounce myself</a>... in my chair, in the car, on the bench at church, on the couch. I love apple juice and my blanket goes with me every where."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltLnnbTKSs7j4de-zmxSHKg0qScGWtaveBUsD_qofPtEbyqGDMFMrMKcxTNDoJaogjjANMVss-SlNVMHWerJHKePWzIy4lsssJnoSia6llKclxuZwps11dWNl3r7i0vpi4hbGZtCRL6sX/s1600/163_7828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhltLnnbTKSs7j4de-zmxSHKg0qScGWtaveBUsD_qofPtEbyqGDMFMrMKcxTNDoJaogjjANMVss-SlNVMHWerJHKePWzIy4lsssJnoSia6llKclxuZwps11dWNl3r7i0vpi4hbGZtCRL6sX/s640/163_7828.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i> "So Happy Birthday do me! Don't ask me if I'm four, cuz I'm just going to tell you AGAIN that three makes four and that is just how it is! Bye!"</i></div><span id="goog_965863650"></span><span id="goog_965863651"></span>Carolynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04404835494800745419noreply@blogger.com10