tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52643778167051056122024-02-18T18:43:43.204-08:00The NeilsonsScott Janelle Mia and AvaNeilson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11034957098086195714noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-88973707608602938652010-11-14T21:09:00.000-08:002010-11-14T21:09:20.106-08:00Sneak Peak at Family Pics 2010<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC-9gRby60aIk6VJ3vScRuK18YjFVe2A8m6OD5WAFEgJ6bhQu_wtBX3YN5iEL8k1LwblUT5refl-59NrtoteQKtst952S9gVjz2-86uxTOtT14sOMYYcz26b0p60fzX8nbXB6ZwGY0UiD4/s1600/090+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="258" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC-9gRby60aIk6VJ3vScRuK18YjFVe2A8m6OD5WAFEgJ6bhQu_wtBX3YN5iEL8k1LwblUT5refl-59NrtoteQKtst952S9gVjz2-86uxTOtT14sOMYYcz26b0p60fzX8nbXB6ZwGY0UiD4/s320/090+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRFHEQ_VH0hVD9IVzOtp1gfGobqGwB9FAD5tn4T5xmtJ-pTiHviPmyteCz2WrKLYX-kwm3pE14AEoSE0N9pw5PQ9prvJGS4ciLybyCFmyrCetr6PbS8ukz0ctSE61JpRK-vlSU0VMsiha/s1600/138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcRFHEQ_VH0hVD9IVzOtp1gfGobqGwB9FAD5tn4T5xmtJ-pTiHviPmyteCz2WrKLYX-kwm3pE14AEoSE0N9pw5PQ9prvJGS4ciLybyCFmyrCetr6PbS8ukz0ctSE61JpRK-vlSU0VMsiha/s320/138.JPG" width="213" /></a></div>Neilson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11034957098086195714noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-13162800568394930412010-05-27T15:33:00.000-07:002010-05-27T15:48:14.389-07:00LILY JOAN NEILSON<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/S_7z1-fborI/AAAAAAAAArA/kUUVuOOKTEk/s1600/IMG_3774.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476082305562550962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/S_7z1-fborI/AAAAAAAAArA/kUUVuOOKTEk/s400/IMG_3774.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">She is finally here and we all LOVE her</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Lily Joan Neilson</div><div align="center">May 12, 2010 at 7:31pm</div><div align="center">9lbs 4oz & 21inches</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">She is such a good baby and the girls are in heaven. </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-3484997977866884382009-06-05T14:43:00.000-07:002009-07-23T15:12:25.752-07:00NO,NO, NO, NO..............<div align="center">Just last week I said my kids would never do this. I can't believe it Ava CUT her hair. I never keep scissors out, I thought that I was a smart mom. I of course was on the phone, Ava found the scissors and went to town. She came and found me and was so proud, "Mom look." I just started saying no, no, no, no and then started crying. Ava kept saying, "it's okay, Dad fix it."<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361778844272906786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/Smjdc3EXUiI/AAAAAAAAAq4/lcwo3qEXjug/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">This was after Auntie Lisa cut 3 inches off the bottom<br /><br /></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361778839055013026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjdcjoUlKI/AAAAAAAAAqw/eLkfa85yxwA/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">The only hairdo we can do now<br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361778832740893314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjdcMG6woI/AAAAAAAAAqo/HDnGC5jK3j4/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Come on show me your hair</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361778823695041314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjdbqaOAyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GFKnseGWfNk/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /><br />Come on silly girl<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361778818329056546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjdbWa3lSI/AAAAAAAAAqY/N4wAYhHOGZ8/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /><br />Okay, she is still cute</p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-1018061931385922482009-05-16T14:36:00.000-07:002009-07-23T14:43:16.618-07:00Camping<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjZAGOR4mI/AAAAAAAAApo/H3A3wLQXGfU/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773952078307938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjZAGOR4mI/AAAAAAAAApo/H3A3wLQXGfU/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY_kEv8bI/AAAAAAAAApg/nZS6E8yPctY/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773942911529394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY_kEv8bI/AAAAAAAAApg/nZS6E8yPctY/s400/019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY_eImBHI/AAAAAAAAApY/OlPU7pHxTyc/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773941317043314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY_eImBHI/AAAAAAAAApY/OlPU7pHxTyc/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY-8kcmQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nvdCT94P_zY/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773932307060994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY-8kcmQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/nvdCT94P_zY/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY-vHaTNI/AAAAAAAAApI/xl2zFJ-WhRI/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361773928695614674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SmjY-vHaTNI/AAAAAAAAApI/xl2zFJ-WhRI/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We went camping May long weekend with ZoBells in Waterton. We had a windy but great time. The girls loved the waterfall, icecream, the lake, walks, bike rides, great food, cousins and sleeping in the campout (what they call the motorhome). I love camping.</div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-663194160681988582009-05-15T13:46:00.000-07:002009-06-03T13:59:00.614-07:00GRADUATION.....<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjHR1j4PI/AAAAAAAAAog/_fQbziAmbBg/s1600-h/Mikens+grad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207722108313842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjHR1j4PI/AAAAAAAAAog/_fQbziAmbBg/s400/Mikens+grad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div>We had such a fun weekend with MiKen and getting her all graduated. It makes me kinda sad thinking that she is the last of the Woolf's to graduate high school, we are all getting so grown up. I remember MiKen starting kindergarten when I was in grade 11. She is such a little beauty queen now and my girls think she is just the most amazing thing ever. Mia got a little dress made out of the left over fabric and was in heaven. The lady that made MiKen's dress did an amazing job and MiKen told Mia while it was getting made that the Fairy Godmother was making her a ball gown and that Mia would be able to go and see all the princesses with their beautiful dresses soon. Imagine how Mia felt when she got to go and get the Fairy Godmother to measure her for her dress. Verla, the amazing seamstress, made all the nieces that came to grad little ball gowns and they really were the cutest things ever.</div><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207719499277666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjHIHhJWI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/-2tb85FXmuM/s400/grad.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207714129947762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjG0HXrHI/AAAAAAAAAoA/aHSlEtLcJgA/s400/grad+girls.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207716026340706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjG7LgVWI/AAAAAAAAAoI/VIuZuLDhLJg/s400/grad+family.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207719415451474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SibjHHziD1I/AAAAAAAAAoY/oDLmlh3LwYI/s400/janelle+grad.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">I love you MiKenLee and am so proud of you!!!!!!!!!!!</p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-8785272129146268792009-04-27T14:02:00.000-07:002009-04-27T14:21:34.407-07:00CONGRATS STACEY AND NEIL WE TRULY WISH YOU THE BEST<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483037759323954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYglgYdPzI/AAAAAAAAAm4/3bik63cVdeQ/s400/165.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482006965708514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYfpgYG5uI/AAAAAAAAAmg/3HAvCKNSJrY/s400/153.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483037258038034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYgleg8OxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/xvTjZMvQKBk/s400/158.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482000729210210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYfpJJNfWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Xg1wGq4959o/s400/144.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482004008346162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYfpVXBIjI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9D5t7dYsZpc/s400/147.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482004753973794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYfpYIygiI/AAAAAAAAAmY/9cEMADL2q6k/s400/146.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483044123964066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYgl4F58qI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Zeyi_ee9OHY/s400/164.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482014426157954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYfp8K0U4I/AAAAAAAAAmo/izERDin6BKA/s400/151.JPG" border="0" />Scott's sister Stacey got married this weekend so it was a crazy one for us. There were many late nights and lists of things that needed to be done but it turned out really nice. Stacey looked beautiful and all the little girls stole the show. They were her little flower girls and looked so cute in their matching dresses. Mia definatly would have to say her favorite part was the dance. She never left that dance floor and did NOT want to dance with anyone, just by herself. Scott literally had to drag her off kicking and screaming at the end of the night. She is our little dancing queen.<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483047725263458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYgmFghamI/AAAAAAAAAnI/g8fkVb4jO4g/s400/162.JPG" border="0" /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-13332283648057845112009-04-14T13:42:00.000-07:002009-04-27T14:00:47.622-07:00EASTER<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329477356079572914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbayecZ7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/AfOfyQcoEqs/s400/134.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbbYP1JLI/AAAAAAAAAl4/gjauy0WEnZc/s1600-h/138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329477366218826930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbbYP1JLI/AAAAAAAAAl4/gjauy0WEnZc/s400/138.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbbOPNIBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w5EWUtd-C2k/s1600-h/136.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329477363531849746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbbOPNIBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/w5EWUtd-C2k/s400/136.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329477368668400482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SfYbbhX2q2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/5-yl5W_KD4c/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We had a great QUIET Easter, which is strange for us considering our four families. We spent most of the weekend at home just being together. It was really nice. Scott's birthday was right in the middle of the weekend so we kind of combined our <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Easter</span> dinner, birthday dinner. We had a very non traditional Easter/birthday dinner and had steak with all the fixings. It is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Scott's</span> favorite so we had to do it. We did our own little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Easter</span> egg hunt on the Easter <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Monday</span>, it was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">weird</span> in all 5 years of being married we have always done this with one of our families. The girls loved it and were so excited to see what the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Easter</span> Bunny brought them. Have I said how much fun little girls are lately?? They really are my favorite, I don't know what i would do with a boy, even though someday I would like to find out. Anyway, back to the topic, I really love Easter and how it is in the spring when everything is waking up. It really helps me to remember my Savior and the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Resurrection</span>. I am so grateful for the sacrifice that he made for each one of us. </div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-49438966860186941402009-04-12T14:13:00.000-07:002009-04-20T14:29:47.771-07:00Happy Birthday to the #1 Guy in our Lives..... Our Dad, Husband, and Best Friend. We love you and hope that you had a great birthday.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326884970265695090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SezlqEwN03I/AAAAAAAAAlg/7emDqYFsOeM/s400/133.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-83995652332935015022009-03-15T13:58:00.000-07:002009-04-20T14:03:31.796-07:00ZONE CHAMPS<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/Sezirwy-hiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WkbXDuqtmnY/s1600-h/120.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881700733421090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/Sezirwy-hiI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WkbXDuqtmnY/s400/120.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SezirpXJSdI/AAAAAAAAAkw/BO5QHE191jA/s1600-h/112.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881698737637842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SezirpXJSdI/AAAAAAAAAkw/BO5QHE191jA/s400/112.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SezirZpiQPI/AAAAAAAAAko/NbWM5NVUQBs/s1600-h/111.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326881694519804146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SezirZpiQPI/AAAAAAAAAko/NbWM5NVUQBs/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">YEAH for the PANDAS</div><div align="center">we are so excited that you won ZONES</div><div align="center">CONGRATS DAD, MIK, and MIKEN</div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-36115732572458974112009-03-03T13:43:00.000-08:002009-03-18T14:02:31.638-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO.....<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633030874661730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFelVzXg2I/AAAAAAAAAkI/Wn49VCEparg/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633031453243186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFelX9T9zI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ZbsPNgs-fAY/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFelsEa35I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pWweMDoxQlc/s1600-h/100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633036851765138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFelsEa35I/AAAAAAAAAkY/pWweMDoxQlc/s400/100.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633042434203474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFemA3YH1I/AAAAAAAAAkg/IaCfS_Ms7Sw/s400/104.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>She sang Happy Birthday to everyone she saw today, I don't know if she knew it was her birthday or thought it was everyone elses. </div><div align="center">HAPPY day to you AVA, we love you sooo. </div><div><div></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Some of the things we love about AVA</div><div>-counts to 10</div><div>-she gets so excited about the littlest things</div><div>-can almost do her ABC's or at least she almost knows the song</div><div>-know A is for Ava</div><div>-always smily</div><div>-loves her sister</div><div>-makes you feel like you are her favorite as soon as you walk into the room</div><div>-a great sleeper</div><div>-loves all her grandmas and grandpas</div><div>-always raising her eyebrows</div><div>-cleans up so well</div><div>-loves baths</div><div>-LOVES, loves nursery and asks me everyday when I am doing her hair if we are going to church</div><div>-loves her sister, they are best friends</div><div>-talks really well</div><div>-loves to snuggle, but only for a minute and she says "one minute" before she snuggles in, she is busy you know</div><div>-eats all the time and will try anything</div><div>-HAPPY, HAPPY</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633026949169410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFelHLdQQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/UEvEqw7za0k/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p align="center">We love you AVA, what would we do without you!!!</p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-47077916583551268282009-02-21T13:29:00.000-08:002009-03-18T13:42:04.613-07:00Skiing at ONE?????<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFak4HaJNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Y7edgQfol5I/s1600-h/062.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628624859145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFak4HaJNI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Y7edgQfol5I/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFakj6oKcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rnQhejNnHc8/s1600-h/059.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628619436829122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFakj6oKcI/AAAAAAAAAjs/rnQhejNnHc8/s400/059.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFakVZfD8I/AAAAAAAAAjk/Xrpcs_LUDNc/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628615539724226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFakVZfD8I/AAAAAAAAAjk/Xrpcs_LUDNc/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFaj4BxJEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DlrG9sdQjm8/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628607655617602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFaj4BxJEI/AAAAAAAAAjc/DlrG9sdQjm8/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFajdGW-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fD5_Gh_a0js/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628600427116690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFajdGW-JI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fD5_Gh_a0js/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /></a>We had such a fun weekend!!! ZoBells have this tradition of getting together and all going to Kalispel and skiing on the week that all the ZoBell boys birthdays are. Their birthdays are all every other day starting with Jamie (20), then Shane (22), then Jess (24). It also lands on reading week so all the kids are out of school. Jess' oldest sister Kari lives in Kalispel so we all crashed at her house and had a blast. I was so proud of my little girls, they both skiied and loved it. I couldn't believe it, Ava is 1 and she did it!!! It helped to have these ski vests and you just follow them down kind of leading them like a horse, pull one strap and they go that way. I haven't skiied in forever, I snowboard, but you kind of have too with these little vest things. It was so fun and we can't wait to go again.<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-33518058046866007262009-02-14T13:06:00.000-08:002009-03-18T13:28:44.252-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFW1Wc0auI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KZkqRJzmXD4/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624509833407202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFW1Wc0auI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KZkqRJzmXD4/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /> We have been busy all week long preparing for this fun, fun holiday. I love Valentines, because it is a day all about <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">LOVE</span>. We made cookies and decorated, whipped up some valentines, decorated the house and just got excited for the big Day. Scott always buys the girls and me flowers so of course he stuck with tradition, which us girls all loved. The girls and I decorated our bed with fun little treats for him and then we just enjoyed each other that day. Scott and I went our for supper the day before which was so fun, I love any little bit of time we have to spend just him and me because we really don't do that very often. Every year that these little muffins get older things become just that much more fun.<br /><br /><div align="center">HAPPY <span style="color:#ff0000;">VALENTINES </span>DAY </div><div align="center"><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623099795776706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFVjRpppMI/AAAAAAAAAiU/XBDtbohkngU/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /><br />AVA loves cinnamon hearts<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623087796745426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFVik829NI/AAAAAAAAAiM/8DXcTTxdXxY/s400/015.JPG" border="0" />our crafty little woman</div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623075287848130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFVh2WgVMI/AAAAAAAAAiE/Wge5cDrCzYU/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /><br />Sisters are so fun<br /><div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623117993702434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFVkVcX9CI/AAAAAAAAAik/Xi_q3FQxTvk/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /><br />Mixing </div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314623101962385282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFVjZuNd4I/AAAAAAAAAic/3G7RR36g_nE/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624474847885378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFWzUHnuEI/AAAAAAAAAis/_APocX2phjE/s400/024.JPG" border="0" />The finished product<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624488782739106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFW0IB8tqI/AAAAAAAAAi8/aEUNyBqQoiE/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /><br />These girls had to decorate fist thing in the morning even before breakfast<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624483567627442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFWz0mkbLI/AAAAAAAAAi0/q65JEnJWmvM/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624496640900178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/ScFW0lTevFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/amEKWud8LII/s400/031.JPG" border="0" />Surprises for DAD<br /><div> </div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-38496303984489781002009-02-09T10:56:00.000-08:002009-02-25T11:11:35.400-08:00Happy Birthday DadWe had a great day today and it really made me think how lucky we are to live this close to family, especially my parents. We got to spend the whole day together with my dad for his special day. My mom has always made a big deal about birthdays and I have now carried on that tradition. I LOVE birthdays!! Mom always has balloons up at the bottom of their lane and makes the whole day special. I hope that my dad had a great day. The girls and I woke up and made little posters for the birthday boy. They love any sort of craft. Mia especially loves to use scissors right now. We took them over to my dad and then had a great lunch all together with GG as well (that is what Mia and Ava call Great Grandma and Grandpa Woolf). After supper we all got to go skating and it was so fun. It was the first time Mia ever wore skates and surprizingly enough she loved it and didn't want to leave. I don't have skates that fit so I just had to watch which was a bummer but you should have seen Ava. She loved just going around and around in someones arms or on their shoulders. I love seeing the girls try new things.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811459005803234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU58ADauI/AAAAAAAAAhU/TeGGvo4KrCM/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6oWNHNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BU1MQn1f4QI/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811470909873362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6oWNHNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/BU1MQn1f4QI/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6lGEj3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/7Qe9n-h256o/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811470036897650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6lGEj3I/AAAAAAAAAhs/7Qe9n-h256o/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811464044915138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6OxeKcI/AAAAAAAAAhk/8j6uCMErQ_A/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306811464201904754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SaWU6PW5onI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Hq9fq0u2P08/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD WE LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-58462823686152152312009-02-04T19:00:00.000-08:002009-02-19T19:09:03.601-08:00Swimming, Swimming in the Swimming Pool...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dsfX6DGI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Fi4y6ZOisz0/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710061262244962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dsfX6DGI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Fi4y6ZOisz0/s400/018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dsATz_UI/AAAAAAAAAg8/0LDlzsf74w0/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710052923571522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dsATz_UI/AAAAAAAAAg8/0LDlzsf74w0/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dr-kyc2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/k2GyTPC2RaU/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710052457902946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dr-kyc2I/AAAAAAAAAg0/k2GyTPC2RaU/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dr8ZT_8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oV7WQKC-h7Y/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304710051872899010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZ4dr8ZT_8I/AAAAAAAAAgs/oV7WQKC-h7Y/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>This is one of the things my girls love, love love. Swimming I have to say is one of their favorite things to do. We went for Family Home Evening with Grandma and Elaine and Jared and their little girls. Mia and Ava are crazy in the pool, we seriously had to watch them every stinkin second. These two wanted to be under the water the whole time. Ava would just fall off the foamy boat they had at the pool and be under the water waiting for me to see her and lift her out. Mia loves to swim under my legs even though I pretty much have to push her through. I love that they have never been afraid to put their faces under. I guess it helped to put them under the water as young as 6 weeks. </div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-34428537805320527652009-01-15T20:11:00.000-08:002009-02-12T13:44:52.764-08:00Jillian Jiggs<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiBBbWrUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Gewfpz9Wbo4/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301759324791942466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiBBbWrUI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Gewfpz9Wbo4/s400/022.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiA4A27FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0BuAaRTADSM/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301759322264890450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiA4A27FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0BuAaRTADSM/s400/023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiAmu8RhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/a2nX-fGx_2w/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301759317626340882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiAmu8RhI/AAAAAAAAAgE/a2nX-fGx_2w/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiAS5cCII/AAAAAAAAAf8/kSrG61q1AXs/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301759312301656194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOiAS5cCII/AAAAAAAAAf8/kSrG61q1AXs/s400/020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I love these Jillian Jiggs books. The illustrations are beautiful and the little girl in this story is so full of character. We got the treasury for Christmas and it is such a good book with great little messages in each story. Mia has been bugging me since she got this book from her Auntie Caryn to make these pigs. We decided to try it one day, and went to town and collected all the things that we needed. She was so excited (I don't know what for most, missing her nap so we could tackle the project while Ava was sleeping, or just making the little suckers). Well, as we started I found that it was a little harder than I thought it would be and not that kid friendly. She was just fine with watching all the sewing involved, and designated herself as the stuffing girl. She did a great job and we had fun doing a little project together. I did get left after a while as she got a little distracted. We made one for her little cousin Madi too, as she is in the hospital right now with a Staph infection. Ava was quite excited for her little pig when she woke up. Mia knows exactly which one is hers as it is just a tiny bit bigger than Ava's and she doesn't let them get mixed up. Projects are fun, I think we will just pick one next time that she can be more involved in. </div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-54260785222138817222009-01-07T20:03:00.000-08:002009-02-11T20:11:18.070-08:00The Most Snow Ever......I have seriously don't think I have seen this much snow in my life. We have had so much fun with it. The girls love all the tall drifts and playing king of the castle. They even slide down them over and over. I have to say that I love WINTER. I love snow and cold and hot chocolate and everything about it. I do get a little cabin fever as do the girls but we have had fun.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301757121433006690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgAxRpcmI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Xcg-vl20-TU/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301757121931166706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgAzIaw_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Gx1cVfBxGkI/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301757128151457202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgBKTc3bI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ga6VLWAnBDQ/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgBSJY9GI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fJBmdm6YMsQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301757130256741474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgBSJY9GI/AAAAAAAAAf0/fJBmdm6YMsQ/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgBEPwEfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IXUvLpL09Zk/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301757126525325810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SZOgBEPwEfI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IXUvLpL09Zk/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-10052260719467969552009-01-04T10:30:00.000-08:002009-01-30T10:44:06.823-08:00Jesus Wants me for a Sunbeam<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SYNKXPrs5hI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Esp3PhIhbp0/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297159349925111314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SYNKXPrs5hI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Esp3PhIhbp0/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We have a new little primary goer at our house and boy was she excited. I told her that her new teacher's name was Sister Jasmine and she stood there and just looked at me with awe. I wasn't sure why she was looking at me like that and then she said, "Princess Jasmine is my teacher!!!" It was so cute. She even had to bring her little Alladin figurines to primary to show Jasmine. She has done wonderful and loves her class and primary. The chorister in Primary even wrote me a little note that I got in the mail saying how she is so proud of Mia for how reverent and big she is. Now, wouldn't that make a mom proud. I have had to sneak little peaks every once in a while in the primary room and she is snuggled right up to her teacher with her arms folded. She is the only girl in her class with 2 other little boys. This big step almost makes me cry, I don't want my girls to be getting this big!! We are so proud of you MIA</div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-47263869754387197302008-12-28T13:27:00.000-08:002009-01-13T13:39:16.477-08:00The weather outsides been frightful<div align="center">But we really have had such a delightful time. I LOVE the winter and snow and cold and everything about it. My sisters Elaine and Nadine were here the WHOLE holidays and our little families had so much fun playing outside. I didn't get a pic of sledding and the huge snow fort that the dads built for the kids but we had a blast in the cold and snow. These pics were taken before we really got all the snow and you should see it. My parents lane is sooo snowy and the drifts are way taller than our vehicles. They have had to be dug out to get anywhere 6 times!! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894181135143554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0IObK90oI/AAAAAAAAAeY/0r9MfWwM4E0/s320/020.JPG" border="0" />Quadding, of course</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0IOA_oSsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eL3YbPKrMbs/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894174108273346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0IOA_oSsI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/eL3YbPKrMbs/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mia and Ki spent hours outside<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0IN4kDhPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Mu704rFx7Rk/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894171845133554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0IN4kDhPI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Mu704rFx7Rk/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Mia and her daddy<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0INdVkyHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6SJzsRlr4Ys/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894164536641650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0INdVkyHI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6SJzsRlr4Ys/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My little Eskimo<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0INP42nPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XQBcOPR1bqU/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290894160926514418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SW0INP42nPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/XQBcOPR1bqU/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the many snowball fights, notice Ava in the red, nice throwing form<br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-90641823529667305892008-12-24T17:12:00.000-08:002009-01-08T17:51:25.287-08:00Christmas 2008.....<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289096549620808546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWalSf7ke2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/C_LFJHB5j94/s320/002.JPG" border="0" />Our little actresses, acting out the nativity</div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289096544907862146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWalSOX6oII/AAAAAAAAAdI/gcbmeCjxzlU/s320/001.JPG" border="0" />Trying to help Ava watch the play<br /><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">This <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> we spent it at the Neilsons and had a blast. It was a quick trip as we got there on the 23 and then left on <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> day. But boy did we pack in a bunch of fun. As soon as we got to Red Deer we went straight to the pool, as usual. They have the funnest Swimming Center with waterslides, a river, a huge kiddy playground, fountains, and two hot tubs. The best part about it is that it is WARM!?! We love it there so much that we really try to go every time we visit Scotts family. We had so much fun that night that we got up on <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> Eve morning and went again. My girls are fishes and love to have their heads under the whole time. We really have to watch them because sometimes they need a little help taking a breath. That night we had an amazing <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> dinner, thanks to Scotts mom. Then the traditions began, acting out the nativity and getting the <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> Eve pajamas. They were so cute doing the Nativity, Mia was one of the angles and Ava was Joseph. We finally have two boys in the family after a ton of girls but they weren't quite old enough to be Joseph yet. Ava was on a mission getting Mary to the Stable and then once her job was done she had no interest in the play anymore. Mia and her older cousin Madi absolutely <span style="color:#cc0000;">LOVE</span> each other and despite 3 years difference in age are inseperable when they are together. Those two were both angles and practised their parts for about an hour before the big show. Grandma Neilson bought all the grandkids the cutest pajama's all matching. They looked so cute all going to bed. Once the kids were safely nestled all snug in their beds, the wrapping began. I get my wrapping finished before this night but Scotts family has quite a big job on their hands once the kids are in bed. Scott and I helped and I think we went to bed about 2 in the morning. </div><br /><br /><div align="left">Scott's whole family was able to be there this year, all 19 of us, and it was to fun to all be together. I am not sure when or if this will happen again for <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> as we are all starting our families, but it was so special (especially for Scott's mom) to have us all together. We love <span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">Christmas</span> and love just hanging out and spending time together. </div><div align="left"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289102563939087330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWaqwlAyc-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/v2woRD9VDo4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /><br />All the Neilson Grandkids in their matching PJ's<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289102580251900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWaqxhyEOlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/yopzVbteqDI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" />Notice Scott's attempt at a beard</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289102576806547682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWaqxU8oUOI/AAAAAAAAAdo/aH_PAajCHRc/s320/016.JPG" border="0" />I think Mia wished she could have him for Christmas</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289102575274911970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SWaqxPPdaOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/FzxjQx5w2Ac/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Ava with the mountain<br /></p><div align="center"></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-48318526448766125992008-12-16T09:22:00.000-08:002008-12-17T09:24:30.459-08:00Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree......<div align="left">We went on our annual christmas tree hunt up in the mountains and boy did we pick a beautiful day. We went on a monday afternoon and had the whole area to ourselves we didn't even see a single tire track anywhere. It was so much fun to watch these girls try to find our perfect tree. They loved everything about it, the quadding, the snow angels and just being out in this beautiful spot. I love moments like this that we can spend together as our little family. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440837277270850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfk9utgw0I/AAAAAAAAAZo/X7ZrfMqXw7w/s320/097.JPG" border="0" />Look at these faces!!<br /><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440834011546802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfk9ii5xLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZmWAWU3DlNE/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440816802775026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfk8icAv_I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/dzrcMjm-Ql4/s320/106.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440307040868626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfke3bTWRI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bCWr2p9eet0/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440293123949074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfkeDlQAhI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ncolffYvJg8/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440296498848962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfkeQJ45MI/AAAAAAAAAZA/SpA-4OuRNdg/s320/105.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440283193283954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfkdelmFXI/AAAAAAAAAYw/pAq6w6q7jwQ/s320/096.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440276448913698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfkdFdnKSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/JQHq3VBJf9E/s320/095.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280440829010056594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SUfk9P6dFZI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HEmWDHzlkRI/s320/107.JPG" border="0" /><br />You should see our tree, it is really amazing coming from the mountains. The girls loved to decorate it and are really a joy to watch this Christmas season. They are starting to understand what Christmas is all about. Mia keeps telling me that baby Jesus isn't born yet, but he will be soon!! </div><div align="center">I love these little girls<br /></div><div align="left"></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-9710120074340607952008-12-12T12:47:00.000-08:002008-12-12T13:26:42.673-08:00ARIZONA<div align="center">We were so lucky to go to Arizona this last month and visit my sister Renee and her family. We had such a fun time and these little cousins really had fun being together. Don't get me wrong, there were alot of crazy times too, with all 5 being 3 years old and under. But it was so worth it. I love my sister and it was just fun being together for two weeks.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279009951778802418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULPlO2HCvI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/kbXkbU4ntnE/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Playing in the sand</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279010813901246562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQXagHkGI/AAAAAAAAAYY/iPq0rzXzMmM/s320/083.JPG" border="0" />Hanging out in the Astro Jump</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQW6X4XeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0IjgtpByHNI/s1600-h/088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279010805276761570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQW6X4XeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/0IjgtpByHNI/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /></a> Crazy Ava<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQWj7ajYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eeb6c5U35uQ/s1600-h/085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279010799251787138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQWj7ajYI/AAAAAAAAAYI/eeb6c5U35uQ/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jumping, jumping, jumping<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279010795347048178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQWVYc9vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KH8i85DFUpo/s320/084.JPG" border="0" />Best buddies<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279010792307294754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULQWKDuAiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/HfvAaHrlR_U/s320/076.JPG" border="0" />Snuggling in their fort<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279009999440641186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULPoAZk_KI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ZETYzV9fi1A/s320/074.JPG" border="0" />Kisses goodbye</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">We sure had a fun time being together. We went to 8 different parks, shopped a bit, did a project, organized Bransons 4th birthday party, visited, watched movies and just spent time together. Thankyou Renee, for letting us come. We love you guys </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279009968190843314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULPmL_C6bI/AAAAAAAAAXo/druSJuKBFds/s320/062.JPG" border="0" />One of the many parks</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279009961870698210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULPl0cNJuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jbMMpS1Prcg/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Riding on an alligator</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279009953534635090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SULPlVYu7FI/AAAAAAAAAXY/6eVT0BMHFHc/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Feeding the ducks<br /></p><div align="center"> </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-49209027526450704582008-11-30T18:40:00.000-08:002008-11-30T19:05:56.451-08:00The Birthday GirlOur big girl <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">Mia</span> turned 3 this last week and let me tell you she has been waiting for this day to come for the last month. I think that I told her a little too soon that her birthday was coming because she wouldn't let me forget this last month that she was having a birthday.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646681788885474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPNfe4KeI/AAAAAAAAAWY/KyaSaGYHL8c/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /> Grandma Joan made her this cute little crown poster</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646689211251906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPN7IgfMI/AAAAAAAAAWg/2c1mdaOvzak/s320/080.JPG" border="0" />She woke up to streamers on her door and got to dress up as a princess all day</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646693134217282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPOJv0MEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_ZrAF79s8qA/s320/099.JPG" border="0" />The beautiful cake that her Auntie Tanya and Auntie Stacey made</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPO5-u37I/AAAAAAAAAW4/HaiEdhQUk2c/s1600-h/118.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646706081685426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPO5-u37I/AAAAAAAAAW4/HaiEdhQUk2c/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /></a> The big three year old</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274647321864501666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPyv8y-aI/AAAAAAAAAXA/WUJ_dHT4Nj8/s320/116.JPG" border="0" />Blowing out the candles<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPOiMfBGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/puGDdTjMSyc/s1600-h/100.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274646699696915554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/STNPOiMfBGI/AAAAAAAAAWw/puGDdTjMSyc/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /></a> Opening gifts - thanks everyone<br /><br /><br />Mia had a great birthday week, she really was the <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;">princess</span> all week. On her birthday on Wednesday we got up to the house all decorated and then opened her presents from us. We went to Grandma Joans house for lunch and a sleep. We had a great supper of fish and chips (her favorite) and cupcakes. Scott, Mia, Ava and I went swimming to end the day. On Saturday we had such a fun Princess party with all her family. It was fun because she got to see all four of her grandmas and grandpas this week. She had wonderful Aunties who made her an amazing cake, each year they top last years. She is a lucky girl to have such fun cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmas and grandpas. We love you Mia you are getting to be such a big girl.<br /><div><div><div><div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-72771318727570211442008-11-18T09:49:00.000-08:002008-11-18T11:27:44.455-08:00hApPy HalLoWeEn<div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="center">Hope you all had as fun of a halloween as we did. We started off the week Carving Pumpkins with ZoBells for FHE. We have done this with them quite a few times and it is so fun all getting together and seeing everyones pumpkins. There were some pretty fun ideas.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270056665852522738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SSMAnZpRsPI/AAAAAAAAAVw/e4H1jL6u4Bg/s400/bat+pumkin.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Lots and lots of pumpkins<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270056660200372418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SSMAnElsuMI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KxgU1ddqu1c/s400/pumpkin.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p><br />I feel really bad because I didn't remember my camera when we went to our annual halloween party at the Welling Church. The girls wanted to be matching little ballerinas. They love these little costumes and want to wear them everyday. </p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270073849371513698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SSMQPnPdU2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/18gNaRfF9I4/s200/022.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270073372705575058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SSMPz3hcUJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/3bpjOT3fetQ/s200/025.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">(Note: I am a bad mom and didn't even get pics of these little muffins on halloween day in their costumes, but they did wear these little dresses) I did their hair all pretty and they even got to wear make-up</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">This week we also made cute little halloween cupcakes and delivered them to all our neighbors and friends. I love the fall and all the colors.<br /></p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-40079501345353151562008-10-07T16:15:00.000-07:002008-10-07T20:54:29.718-07:00Sisters.........<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SOvuuQGjdmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_Unf3e1zhq4/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254555868621665890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SOvuuQGjdmI/AAAAAAAAAVg/_Unf3e1zhq4/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I love sisters. Especially these little sisters. Ava is in love with Mia, and tries everything that Mia is doing. If Mia says something, Ava says something. If Mia jumps off something Ava has to try it. These girls are funny little muffins and I love to just watch as they become closer little friends everyday. I hope that this is the way they always are to each other.</div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254555864065139106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SOvut_IMYaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/jSk2DXi7r94/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>Ava</div><div>I have been quite excited that as she is talking and communicating better, making her happier and me happier. She is so cute these days, trying every word that she can and doing a great job at it. She is kind of a funny little duck too, if you ask her to smile you get the biggest funniest smile ever, eyebrows way up and mouth wide open. She is really into playing with her sister and loves to pretend in their little kitchen and with the dollies. She is quick to say sorry by giving you a big hug and snuggling her little head into your shoulder. She will kiss any owie that you have and I catch her kissing herself when she has a scrape or little bruise. She never lets me miss the phone whenever it rings she says over and over phone, phone, phone... she loves the Popcorn popping on the apricot tree song and I have to sing it three times before she will go to bed. We are so glad she is a part of our little family, it sure wouldn't be the same around here without her.</div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254555867952874946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SOvuuNnGhcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/P0VeqPjaZM4/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Mia</div><div>What can I say about this little girl, she is quite the girl. I think she may think that she is about 10 and the things that pop out of this little girls mouth are funny. She got all her toys out all over her room and I said, "Mia, you really went to town" and she said, "Momma, I can't go to town by myself." The other day she told me her tummy was crying because it was so hungry. She has this high little voice and you don't miss things she says. She loves to repeat herself just in case you missed it. She loves to snuggle with her dad in the morning and is our little alarm clock at 7:15 on the dot. She is a great helper and can clean her room all by herself. She is a little bit of a perfectionist, she has her little kitchen totally organized with all the dishes in their right place. I wonder where she gets that from??? She is a great big sister and I am grateful for her good example to Ava. She is always looking out for her little sissy and loves her to bits. I love having her as my oldest and the patience she has for me. </div>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5264377816705105612.post-56509300641938228542008-09-26T13:32:00.000-07:002008-09-26T13:51:27.733-07:00Last of the Summer Fun<div align="center">girls just want to have fun</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250433185393458386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1JKgRMvNI/AAAAAAAAAUs/iTUY9-q69Pw/s400/032.JPG" border="0" />Ava is in heaven......being with her daddy on the quad</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1JK36SI0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/YbqJGJei2Yg/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250433191739794242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1JK36SI0I/AAAAAAAAAU0/YbqJGJei2Yg/s400/033.JPG" border="0" /></a> all strapped in and ready to go</p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1JLRdn7FI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XikSJNrl2Vw/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250433198598909010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1JLRdn7FI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XikSJNrl2Vw/s400/034.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>we love all our cousins</p><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4Ihu1AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/C1Rap-FmTDg/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250431770271077378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4Ihu1AI/AAAAAAAAAUE/C1Rap-FmTDg/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center">just hanging around<br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4ejNz0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/tKjppcDJ_bo/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250431776182882114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4ejNz0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/tKjppcDJ_bo/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Mia and Sophie....these little girls love each other<br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4fwa76I/AAAAAAAAAUU/1J2AMGtU0m8/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250431776506703778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4fwa76I/AAAAAAAAAUU/1J2AMGtU0m8/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Scotty and Jess' mom Joan....two of my favorite people<br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4sd5GAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5BgwrKj2UXE/s1600-h/030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250431779918649346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H4sd5GAI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5BgwrKj2UXE/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>playing in waterton<br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H48QXM3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/0dRw5MrhQbo/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250431784156869490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7kVKuArMZvk/SN1H48QXM3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/0dRw5MrhQbo/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We sure have had a fun <span style="font-size:180%;">summer</span>. Mostly with family, but hey, that is really all we have time for with four families. Not that I am complaining, we are so lucky to have all these amazing families in our lives.<br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">*****************</span><br /></p><p align="left">We went on a <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#009900;">camping</span>/<span style="color:#339999;">quadding</span></span> trip with the ZoBells and had a great time. Mia and Ava were in heaven playing with all the girl cousins. There are 10 girl grandkids and only 4 boy grandsons in the ZoBell family. With Three boys first and then 9 girls and 1 boy at the end. So let me tell you it is a girls world over there and my girls couldn't be happier. I <span style="color:#cc0000;">love</span> family</p>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1