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THE ADVENTURES AS I SEE THEM.Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-11124059567731562972011-03-05T14:54:00.000-07:002011-03-05T14:54:34.406-07:00This one is for Mary<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/AVvXsEgx2uIi-WBY8GmItgu18xZnP8lu1LVSJwsG1wnPrvlqigNr24LCyIUVFZ_yInshtY2QrMFO606IaxcoAsn63zP96HuXdQWvzGptWyNygUPEHuuBeO_ACETXFlwlBZUbZEX3L9NDwThU2jQ/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black;">It has been over a year, and I decided to try and post... I will start with the most recent pictures I downloaded from my camera and go from there. </span></a> </div><span style="color: black;"></span><br />
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Over winter break we went up to the snow... It was our annual sledding trip.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1uFDvjuqhLWQ7MW8b-F9uqrLePI0-pH9w81g_Ek_07yISCuLq3eGz9LoPLKOMGw9x7nI6ErGDgsMPUy8kk21nntfN3ILRH0sbMMSD2bBJ7ecTqFEtSFwk4JMYWkxmYACcd8FP2Qt8Y4/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm1uFDvjuqhLWQ7MW8b-F9uqrLePI0-pH9w81g_Ek_07yISCuLq3eGz9LoPLKOMGw9x7nI6ErGDgsMPUy8kk21nntfN3ILRH0sbMMSD2bBJ7ecTqFEtSFwk4JMYWkxmYACcd8FP2Qt8Y4/s320/Disney+Band+Trip+047.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> My sister and her family came with... This is Brittany with her cousin Hunter. So much fun!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPEwe0lBELBxzMjDkUXH_NVQy6Ykfw3DtaohoTWSvaZ86ngsR8TCvz1Y-A8mqmGfzu7QaiRrNz7Z1l1D7mzakTlOjzL11u8ZxdtE15j8WU-c0IppwyKFm67Wy-JkZcSEfCcGYsxLehhc/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFPEwe0lBELBxzMjDkUXH_NVQy6Ykfw3DtaohoTWSvaZ86ngsR8TCvz1Y-A8mqmGfzu7QaiRrNz7Z1l1D7mzakTlOjzL11u8ZxdtE15j8WU-c0IppwyKFm67Wy-JkZcSEfCcGYsxLehhc/s320/Disney+Band+Trip+048.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jessica only wanted to play in the snow. Zach was game for a little while.</div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSFhpRL30Rn6e6czE2bKUWuPN2j4-RAnHVvb4HM8k6_Ge8-ycc6ftXyMmmnhiX5QcVNZnKtk1dNfMqCbvBFqc76adhd0ciLd2keSoGKZ0Ntwvpa3W1UjFX44UmL0KG3Qf1BNSOcw2zE78/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSFhpRL30Rn6e6czE2bKUWuPN2j4-RAnHVvb4HM8k6_Ge8-ycc6ftXyMmmnhiX5QcVNZnKtk1dNfMqCbvBFqc76adhd0ciLd2keSoGKZ0Ntwvpa3W1UjFX44UmL0KG3Qf1BNSOcw2zE78/s640/Disney+Band+Trip+053.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy and his little ones. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEad64V4aPSvxIjCQBzcAmnj8nCMvMXlF4VQYTof0mRsu9FZbNSyiVZeHFzuNhaL-TYJzI4fcfm75EXt3PRdq24QlZilJMl01oYRHdakppgJ9n7JvbpqsmjBDoQoMl6Pf6JUiY0wI5eTs/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEad64V4aPSvxIjCQBzcAmnj8nCMvMXlF4VQYTof0mRsu9FZbNSyiVZeHFzuNhaL-TYJzI4fcfm75EXt3PRdq24QlZilJMl01oYRHdakppgJ9n7JvbpqsmjBDoQoMl6Pf6JUiY0wI5eTs/s400/Disney+Band+Trip+058.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tammy and her whole gang - taking a much needed rest. The day was sunny and warm. The next 2 days it snowed like crazy. So much snow we would have been stuck up north for a few days.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIFebhhIwSAOOfao-AlCtf3qqkchIfzhFyMILzwluE3iRhBI2duCHJY6_HIliwv_fGk9nYYZAy1y7wSVn0YznRClu9hkRxLeGy1lotSd8q9mZpIR-VFZfUsDtc5GyaQ5cj8Er2wUaYIh0/s1600/Disney+Band+Trip+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIFebhhIwSAOOfao-AlCtf3qqkchIfzhFyMILzwluE3iRhBI2duCHJY6_HIliwv_fGk9nYYZAy1y7wSVn0YznRClu9hkRxLeGy1lotSd8q9mZpIR-VFZfUsDtc5GyaQ5cj8Er2wUaYIh0/s640/Disney+Band+Trip+070.JPG" width="640" /></a><span style="color: #3d85c6;">This was Christopher's first time sledding and he was very timid at first. I think next year he will be an animal. Unstoppable.</span></div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-39467288766531552122010-02-01T05:02:00.000-07:002010-02-01T05:02:12.001-07:00Junk CarsLast night we had an impromptu meeting at my parents house. My sister and her family went over and our family joined them at the last minute to eat dinner and move the piano for mom. While eating we started discussing how in highschool you need a totally junky car, that can be recongnized by the whole school. We talked about our huge 12 passenger van. We had the van so long that it eventually just burst into flames. Literally, just burned up. - A serious car-B-Q. However, the car stories that really got us laughing were about THE BEAST. It was a 1970 Buick SkyLark. The ceiling was held up (barely) by a screw driver. The lock on the driver side was actually gone. You could reach for finger in the hole to unlock the car. - Not even sure why we bothered locking it up. Once, when my Dad was coming home from work the transmission was broken. He had to drive home backwards. The entire way! At one point he remembers sitting backwards at a light. When the light turned green he proceeded through the intersection while the other drivers gawked in amazement. - We were all laughing so hard that he didn't just call a tow truck or call Mom to come and get him. He was worried if he left the car at work it would be stolen. Which made us all laugh harder... Just think of it. The theif unlocks the door (no problem) without a key. Then gets into the car and hot wire's it - to find out it will not move forward. I wonder if then the hypothetical theif would drive backwards to his destination. That would almost be worth seeing the car chase on the news. - Anyway, it is good to have a very old distinctive car in highschool. It helps keep you humble and popular all at the same time.Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-21304938210260624392010-01-25T04:22:00.002-07:002010-01-25T04:24:46.633-07:00Rainy Day Fun!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisheNwKHpZOmDPLnyjQ3PJMxQkwf8qPBnIb5aajeTjXFjnMjz2Zdj2mIxVdlJU0ayxlQOKhCrJSoxa6yifm9mxQ2LwS4scZPLWUiqsnINpZuVBLCa0YbSJ2rV_dQOokBBenLLjJ_u1sys/s1600-h/P1230016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisheNwKHpZOmDPLnyjQ3PJMxQkwf8qPBnIb5aajeTjXFjnMjz2Zdj2mIxVdlJU0ayxlQOKhCrJSoxa6yifm9mxQ2LwS4scZPLWUiqsnINpZuVBLCa0YbSJ2rV_dQOokBBenLLjJ_u1sys/s400/P1230016.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The neighborhood girls were over - and even though I am at the counter in the pictures, I am actually working my shift. I took a moment to stir the soup I was cooking for dinner. The girls were making cookies (on their own). It was a lesson in letting go for me. They ended up using the whole wheat flour instead of the white. Needless to say, the girls thought they were kinda gross. Except they still managed to eat a massive amount of dow. They never did cook these - Brian ended up cooking them later that night. In this picture you see McKensie Harrison and Lexie Taylor.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">While the kids played with friends all day, Brian took his little shadow and went to see the puddles that the rain made in AZ. It rained for 3 days straight. That just never happens here. He got all the way up to Canyon Lake and was a little dissappointed there were no water falls to see. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There were ducks and birds everywhere. I hope they realize that the water in our catch basins (the dip in the landscape with grass and trees) will not have fish. Nor will it stay very long. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More fun!<br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-76875844685912043612010-01-15T17:06:00.000-07:002010-01-15T17:06:06.459-07:00Growing up!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyyEanxHpR66NI9ngXNoiFG4YqXi3bXcT40iqnkXlKKhWwdd1di5szcVvpt24EvuN6_5ETlZau-A_5uvFS_0RU7u-x4WSKOI29QGVrs5Aupx9X_UOCbm9F58gbFiIDiWe0WpKnHQteq1U/s1600-h/PB230013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyyEanxHpR66NI9ngXNoiFG4YqXi3bXcT40iqnkXlKKhWwdd1di5szcVvpt24EvuN6_5ETlZau-A_5uvFS_0RU7u-x4WSKOI29QGVrs5Aupx9X_UOCbm9F58gbFiIDiWe0WpKnHQteq1U/s400/PB230013.jpg" /></a><br />
</div>I cannot believe how fast kids grow up... Brittany is soon to be eleven. She has several friends she likes to play with in the neighborhood. I enjoy them all. Today she asked to go to one of their houses and I just wanted her home. I told her no, I wanted her home for a while. I missed her yesterday while I let her stay at a friends until 7:15. She gets the pouty look in her eyes and asked , WHY? So I say what I always say, because I said so. When what I really want to say is - slow down! Don't grow up too fast! I want to hold onto your innocence and youth a little longer. Please just be here in the house, so I can feel you near. - There is a reason I work from home. I like being around the kids. Even if I am not engaging them every second. Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-45586857298694040732010-01-07T19:42:00.000-07:002010-01-07T19:42:29.420-07:00Today was our first playgroup of the New Year. I love playgroup. Last year a friend of mine invited Zach and 4 others to join. Basically, you rotate houses every Thursday from Noon - 3. When it is your turn, the only rule is you need to feed them a snack. It worked so well I organized one for Jessica this year. I tried to find 5 other kids entering kindergarten next year and asked them to join. Since I am the organizer they come to my house first in the rotation, and then we go alphabetical by last name. - For snack they all picked an orange off of our tree in the back yard. I also put out bowls of goldfish and carmel corn. These six kids are so cute and play so well together! Plus they have automatic friends in the neighborhood and maybe even their class in school next year. However, there are several good school choices in the area so maybe not. Now, for the next 5 weeks I have 3 hours on Thursday to run errands - clean, read, or - if I am really organized attend the temple. Jessica gets a great play date, and comes home tired. Love it! Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-31159486752926355362010-01-06T06:28:00.000-07:002010-01-06T06:28:48.284-07:00Family Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnT_KrJ-MEqwP9DFa_ywPoGucSjRyAkrGcASNa8IRVgjsKbOyBmXzmCDP9GJ4_xXKD75jdgP4TWMSMPk_n3Zcpc8PFTh8OaIfLhenaQWBiXWM5ziUXwzZoXmqeW7jx1FfU3SSSN9r_mU/s1600-h/Snow+Day+09+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTnT_KrJ-MEqwP9DFa_ywPoGucSjRyAkrGcASNa8IRVgjsKbOyBmXzmCDP9GJ4_xXKD75jdgP4TWMSMPk_n3Zcpc8PFTh8OaIfLhenaQWBiXWM5ziUXwzZoXmqeW7jx1FfU3SSSN9r_mU/s400/Snow+Day+09+087.JPG" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bet you have never seen that many people on your own couch at home.<br />
This was our family holiday / birthday for several cousins party.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look, the five oldest cousins - in order except for Brittany, who should be on the other side of Adam for it to be perfect. -It goes Brittany, McKenna, Morgan, Vanessa, Adam.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I stole this idea from my neighbor. We had a a Gingerbread house decorating contest. Well, not a whole contest, just a fun time decorating really. I found a kit with 5 tiny houses and they kiddos had a blast putting them together and adding decorations.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Go Gracie - and Seth in the corner didn't really decorate as much as he grabbed candy and ate it. He was rewarded with a belly ache.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love the Card's jerseys on dad and son in this one. Hope they do well in the play offs this year!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More Gingerbread mess. It was a blast! My house was crowded but happy for this party. I love having everyone together. We were only missing 2 sick ones. Sarah and Sam. bummer.<br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-91256891567597613592010-01-06T06:00:00.003-07:002010-01-06T06:06:11.996-07:00Snowday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4DbOp0kfyv-NFJEpBQgHwTuZgV1dqw1XJlcSy_tW6qilK5lA72leiSRTcVA9qBaVtuVl1xLb9yhi5f1nZ6y68VZ_ys-yH-JzqAUjFf0MuBChVRV4W4bNJs3qDA3KZeecB8ocgO_P2xA/s1600-h/Snow+Day+09+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4DbOp0kfyv-NFJEpBQgHwTuZgV1dqw1XJlcSy_tW6qilK5lA72leiSRTcVA9qBaVtuVl1xLb9yhi5f1nZ6y68VZ_ys-yH-JzqAUjFf0MuBChVRV4W4bNJs3qDA3KZeecB8ocgO_P2xA/s400/Snow+Day+09+021.JPG" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last week, Brian and I had a few days off work together and decided to go sledding with the kids. <br />
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We borrowed sleds and snow gear and headed up to Flagstaff for our one day adventure. As it turned out, it snowed the whole time we were driving up, sledding, and driving home. The only time this mattered was driving home at 20 miles per hour down the hill. However, it was worth it! <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Zach was in heaven. If we had only had boots, I doubt he would have wanted to ever stop. Shortly after this picture, his shoe came off and would not go back on. Brian pulled him in the sled to the car, where he cried for a while because his feet were soooo cold. Probably, he was hungry and he needed the little boys room. - Basically, he had hit a wall. Still so worth it!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jessica decided to take me on a ride. It was fun - but I don't remember it being that far down to get into the sled last time we went. I also don't remember being the worried mom. The whole time I kept thinking about what could go wrong, instead of just enjoying the ride. I guess that means I am offically a parent. Where the worry and the fun have to be in constant battle.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brian does not seem to have my sense of worry. He is a little more care free in life. I could not do things like this without him. He did all the hard work. Like, driving the whole way up and home. Pulling kids back up the hill (I could only get myself up - my shoes were without any tred at all). <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYlUPPvE9XJBwcwCvivDweyj6STXam5TxJ9MwoTwYQx34Q2Azub94G6mheu02GwMW9Yno2JRy6EgD7TKPSXy9w4E7NPeSD_T5QTpICfZnTR60u7I6gWxu3blA5M984VP2lAq4YzcniNU/s1600-h/Snow+Day+09+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYlUPPvE9XJBwcwCvivDweyj6STXam5TxJ9MwoTwYQx34Q2Azub94G6mheu02GwMW9Yno2JRy6EgD7TKPSXy9w4E7NPeSD_T5QTpICfZnTR60u7I6gWxu3blA5M984VP2lAq4YzcniNU/s400/Snow+Day+09+004.JPG" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look at this Cheez! So cute!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Once Zach learned how to go fast, this was his position of choice. Plus - less likely to crash and burn, so it was my favorite too.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Of course, gotta love the huge snowman at the end of the day! When did Brittany grow up! She looks so sweet in all her snow gear.<br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-5622444586285079862009-12-28T19:40:00.000-07:002009-12-28T19:40:52.218-07:00Some Random Christmas Pics<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrxJkku27w7CwERB6CdKgYa02IwJmtuyc0tE947KyrmTmzrLLrYDnGUlO3jZBgfEVbwrhzSBpUGSSKM1iSbWGeQ2Ez3HmpLGHbPDfHQvyBYry_RGc5J7k5Aw-dCV85UawViHgk9wY5XI/s1600-h/PC250049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqrxJkku27w7CwERB6CdKgYa02IwJmtuyc0tE947KyrmTmzrLLrYDnGUlO3jZBgfEVbwrhzSBpUGSSKM1iSbWGeQ2Ez3HmpLGHbPDfHQvyBYry_RGc5J7k5Aw-dCV85UawViHgk9wY5XI/s320/PC250049.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This one is the kids opening the one present that came to Mom and Dad. As if they did not have enough to open. It was a Blue Ray DVD player that we have already used a couple times. (Grandma and Grandpa Johnson got the same present).<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, this one kinda shows the bikes and Jessica's baby crib that Santa brought. I think this crib found it's was from Kurt and Erin's house to ours. Wonder how Santa is so smart, it is a huge hit!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Getting ready for the first bike ride. Somewhere around here are Jessica, Mom and Dad. It was beautiful riding around the neighborhood.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Temple lights. This was the day before Christmas eve. Silly kiddos. Sure love this annual trip. No matter how crowded, we always see Luke II. (Which Brit thought was Luke eleven.) <br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-5493647070727520732009-12-28T19:28:00.000-07:002009-12-28T19:28:29.859-07:00Zach's B-day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla92c41q86sIeG8M_dvc_d9lTE6RzyXbIRTENs0VlPiHlFh_nio3QXPBgLvQua07Qz2F5p04BzIzMOwiIZ8znPsqpgBwOfLCvJl82OEWCQuup3ps8aYE16sxNueZykVZPLQtc73OfIP8/s1600-h/PC170011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhla92c41q86sIeG8M_dvc_d9lTE6RzyXbIRTENs0VlPiHlFh_nio3QXPBgLvQua07Qz2F5p04BzIzMOwiIZ8znPsqpgBwOfLCvJl82OEWCQuup3ps8aYE16sxNueZykVZPLQtc73OfIP8/s320/PC170011.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was supposed to be a non-party year. Where they get to take a friend to dinner. Well, Zach could not narrow it down, so we ended up with 3 friends at Peter Piper Pizza. - Might as well call it a party.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Zach is very into Lego's this year. So I found these magnets and added them to cupcakes. From the second the kids saw these they were fighting over which guy was theirs.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seriously? On a non-friend party year. What a big pile of presents. Zach is so lucky. However, it is a long wait for him until next December.<br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-81797397357239601932009-12-21T07:11:00.000-07:002009-12-21T07:11:27.983-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAMBtfkPVKuLcp7Tu25fAco7rsRRSy2yxCxTRKW4VKTAAZ7JnyPgJ9XEPztWOyO5bkh2CxS-ouUv4R6dJ5Z07APykBDksOuf9BWHIcc6j8xeGzZsNeQNvjn3IcMY_6LeSm1h9L4VlgX0/s1600-h/PC160095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAMBtfkPVKuLcp7Tu25fAco7rsRRSy2yxCxTRKW4VKTAAZ7JnyPgJ9XEPztWOyO5bkh2CxS-ouUv4R6dJ5Z07APykBDksOuf9BWHIcc6j8xeGzZsNeQNvjn3IcMY_6LeSm1h9L4VlgX0/s320/PC160095.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am adding a few pictures of our deocrations. Brian did a great job out front!<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This one is my idea. I pulled these gumball machines out of the garage. <br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Now my kids have to earn 1 quarter a day to get one. They are always<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">asking what they can do next to get a gumball. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is our big tree in the family room. I like it where I am most of the time.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">That way, I can enjoy it.<br />
</div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-77635250098529690612009-12-16T20:15:00.004-07:002009-12-16T20:30:29.128-07:00Christmas Fun<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Below is one of Santa's biggest helpers - who lives in our neighborhood. He has an elaborate sleigh with raindeer in his front yard. Several times in the month of December Santa comes to visit. Until this year my kids have all been terrified of him and will not even sit on his lap. This year they both talked with him! Evidently, Zach wants a cheetah stuffed animal and Jessica just wants whatever Santa will bring. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Brittany was with her achievment day girls ( 10 and 11 yr old church girls) looking at Christmas Temple lights.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Christmas fun all around!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGRFGKb56DXAIs5iDN1hrqtvkm5ldShyphenhyphenKZivpsG5leOhWvJhV1ZqnuXRwCx-2ijIfUZQNEWB8r5FtB18TooskFThhnQaGoI6IhuvRcJ4yzhUCHnjC59KQQZgco6OSbFeNCZJEkMqNI1E/s1600-h/PC160101.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039161417106162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyGRFGKb56DXAIs5iDN1hrqtvkm5ldShyphenhyphenKZivpsG5leOhWvJhV1ZqnuXRwCx-2ijIfUZQNEWB8r5FtB18TooskFThhnQaGoI6IhuvRcJ4yzhUCHnjC59KQQZgco6OSbFeNCZJEkMqNI1E/s320/PC160101.jpg" /></a> He even has a mobile sleigh that he drives around the neighborhood to visit families. One year he came by and none of my kids would go out front to see him.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCI2L5_I4dlg_mx97S2E3wxEfhXztUKAkSA4O60Hoe7tE6G83ggqHErCQgMO7lzhsV6HMnhXAyN4Td5dOhYQUflKLG0n4NWsIqA5gnSZ_j26Y385VzibkxGiEWEn3ONNOv6CbiqlMxWuo/s1600-h/PC160100.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039158830719794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCI2L5_I4dlg_mx97S2E3wxEfhXztUKAkSA4O60Hoe7tE6G83ggqHErCQgMO7lzhsV6HMnhXAyN4Td5dOhYQUflKLG0n4NWsIqA5gnSZ_j26Y385VzibkxGiEWEn3ONNOv6CbiqlMxWuo/s320/PC160100.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bWUQZ9u1OdN41VMnGrEULcTiBOEsp0UCykaP1Dr6fqfBc3Ukmdv2JoX5uFq4VYP8q42R1uedt_ws7JP3QnHMRD-MzsGAituxPd04w_P6PuId3drT-x7pWRl5kI4MBtY_Yg2DTqXmJRI/s1600-h/PC160099.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039152374289186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bWUQZ9u1OdN41VMnGrEULcTiBOEsp0UCykaP1Dr6fqfBc3Ukmdv2JoX5uFq4VYP8q42R1uedt_ws7JP3QnHMRD-MzsGAituxPd04w_P6PuId3drT-x7pWRl5kI4MBtY_Yg2DTqXmJRI/s320/PC160099.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1U8mvpsTz504IJemcDgtum4Co4vfUfqwu2k3W-H3kR5KngGjg_T4nfZN3QOFE8ZFNWt86nMgi971Mxa3KIEUoPhFIbuVHKEabMrMO_mFdw5ltCq9g0_75Nte4wZc-_vD13XeSfk-woEc/s1600-h/PC160098.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416039140187951682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1U8mvpsTz504IJemcDgtum4Co4vfUfqwu2k3W-H3kR5KngGjg_T4nfZN3QOFE8ZFNWt86nMgi971Mxa3KIEUoPhFIbuVHKEabMrMO_mFdw5ltCq9g0_75Nte4wZc-_vD13XeSfk-woEc/s320/PC160098.jpg" /></a> </div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-35426940795429366172009-12-14T04:18:00.003-07:002009-12-15T16:08:16.026-07:00T-Ball Memories.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO1j0BcZFfj7mtJKNw3hUnVUOqxhPQzsKCcr74UBteZZoVwDJMNqpOjkutdNcU9qDpZmZ-JF1vuGHdrx7oz9T7_t4lLIcM_QkHTFHkxOQY6zVPL5C0TjFLk5d-WZJJMPsvk8cd6qYAaw/s1600-h/T-ball.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 60px; height: 60px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO1j0BcZFfj7mtJKNw3hUnVUOqxhPQzsKCcr74UBteZZoVwDJMNqpOjkutdNcU9qDpZmZ-JF1vuGHdrx7oz9T7_t4lLIcM_QkHTFHkxOQY6zVPL5C0TjFLk5d-WZJJMPsvk8cd6qYAaw/s320/T-ball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415049783934698866" /></a><br /><br /><br />This is one of my favorite pictures of Zach's T-ball team from last year. Brian helped coach this team and it was fun. - Sorry this picture is soo small, it came from my phone. I didn't know that meant it was the same size as my phone.Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-90202360297578157662009-12-12T15:24:00.003-07:002009-12-12T15:32:52.837-07:00New Comforter Set<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIWb_6zBq-IG5TAmUKr9u1C7e91KRFXa9ofNmIlA3acEBbdyYyr0XdVBUv3ViKGRnCzBwJXlCgCSJvu09X0gX3sEIK2T3cea3inA1CLnxRXTQAn9qNiJNYSVe8LwggT1oZhjd4kGhY-0/s1600-h/PB120033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIWb_6zBq-IG5TAmUKr9u1C7e91KRFXa9ofNmIlA3acEBbdyYyr0XdVBUv3ViKGRnCzBwJXlCgCSJvu09X0gX3sEIK2T3cea3inA1CLnxRXTQAn9qNiJNYSVe8LwggT1oZhjd4kGhY-0/s320/PB120033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414479614946612258" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkVB_AUF2Mu0T5NQyVmUwbNSAlFoHFlRgKRtfHGtTulo8PenltOfgcC_LbDFDrmfj47WPHxyTpUTwTOQHQbyM2KClk206Vl4sR6DgEA3o7InxaZr8Q7CflB8MPiUHwh-IKgKOol060UQ/s1600-h/PB120032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkVB_AUF2Mu0T5NQyVmUwbNSAlFoHFlRgKRtfHGtTulo8PenltOfgcC_LbDFDrmfj47WPHxyTpUTwTOQHQbyM2KClk206Vl4sR6DgEA3o7InxaZr8Q7CflB8MPiUHwh-IKgKOol060UQ/s320/PB120032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414479606457022674" /></a><br /><br /><br />So after looking for a long time, I ended up with this comforter for our room. - I felt like it had to match the colors in the family room area, since you can see my bed from that room. Several options came home from the store and were returned. For now, this is what I have settled on.Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-3648572230488425842009-11-25T16:50:00.000-07:002009-11-25T16:51:00.495-07:00hiMindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-53754177686521103252009-11-21T15:31:00.000-07:002009-11-21T15:49:44.950-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl2clE7JIjFlHt_lKRYn1n4-IMluHcozwYWJR0lExJ-fVLQzA3HvBBRpfoJ6NpCozURUbPLAX24XZ0HDeu-ZmnMBy3w3mktrgCVBdBQfHZEhqX9CbMnmpYM0l8SV19bJN1H3YsC9IDWYw/s1600/PB190040.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406692590208156082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl2clE7JIjFlHt_lKRYn1n4-IMluHcozwYWJR0lExJ-fVLQzA3HvBBRpfoJ6NpCozURUbPLAX24XZ0HDeu-ZmnMBy3w3mktrgCVBdBQfHZEhqX9CbMnmpYM0l8SV19bJN1H3YsC9IDWYw/s320/PB190040.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKByK98Nfb0udQN9ddt_900cfOrf6tMjMfkYM92xyR4od3QvkgM-vGADQPLH8EXXYKygg6Qyr6r8cufitl3TRF1WqFAz4DwTp3khRUEHMJgcJppDRJ020eW-8Fmc_OnHqyTiWpIOFqtWQ/s1600/PB190037.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406692578503251250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKByK98Nfb0udQN9ddt_900cfOrf6tMjMfkYM92xyR4od3QvkgM-vGADQPLH8EXXYKygg6Qyr6r8cufitl3TRF1WqFAz4DwTp3khRUEHMJgcJppDRJ020eW-8Fmc_OnHqyTiWpIOFqtWQ/s320/PB190037.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipCjN7O9NG36mUSkgv49ax80x5w4wPjqCiM2hnifnNSjyAuCaCWPMBn52th6sKGkwEQ_CASqj4YZIAarcBAmm86IAjoAkCjVb37WuxR76x3cf1bZC72WuF1Hl0VEz51i2_R8kmJ9fO9-s/s1600/PB190035.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406692577427975234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipCjN7O9NG36mUSkgv49ax80x5w4wPjqCiM2hnifnNSjyAuCaCWPMBn52th6sKGkwEQ_CASqj4YZIAarcBAmm86IAjoAkCjVb37WuxR76x3cf1bZC72WuF1Hl0VEz51i2_R8kmJ9fO9-s/s320/PB190035.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Thursday November 19th my sister and I rented out an entire theatre from Harkins to view the Twilight New Moon saga. It was a crazy whim we got when others had rented one out and sold the entire theatre out. - 411 and seats. We completely sold out within 2 weeks. Charging $10 a seat covered the rental fee and left us with about $150 to play with. We bought and got prizes donated and had a raffle for 16 prizes.<br />That night I had to greet folks in the lobby while Tammy was inside helping people find their seats. Harkins was so great to us, we were able to get into the theatre by 7:45pm and label the seats. Then, we started letting people in about 8pm. Show started at 9.<br />Everyone who came was so great, and thankful that we did it. They walked past the lines of people waiting for the midnight release of the movie and loved it. I, myself, felt like quite the VIP. They all want us to do it for Eclipse. We might! I have a feeling the companies who got wind of us might not let it happen. They might buy all the theatres out before us lay folk get a chance. Either way, it was tons of fun to watch a movie with about 400 of my friends... LOL I only knew a handful of them.</div></div></div>Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3364373950590112029.post-34019708328485846802009-11-21T15:29:00.000-07:002009-11-21T15:31:32.204-07:00This is my first attempt at blogging. I will probably change it several times before I am happy. Consider this my amateur attempt. <br /><br />Most recent news for our family or at least me, is that Brittany is an Oompa Loompa in the community presentation of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Several kiddos from our ward are in the show. Brian is over there right now helping with the Saturday afternoon production. I have tickets to view the Monday night show. Cannot wait.Mindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00953966683906668637noreply@blogger.com0