tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43560552193308844172024-03-05T06:09:45.883-08:004 Monkeys and a ButterflyRenaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-85711423092340134062009-08-22T23:23:00.000-07:002009-08-23T00:09:07.697-07:00A Day of Hiking in Utah...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3JD7ODLiHVi4ZuE3ToNxd_y-gp6Du1KnnFeB6bgemYAMBnumJI7iUquo91vmuWWMU2X189NhAZ3DSRvtRfuNpl2VnFDE09HeRJQ_9ecBf732pKxowiAOFOohWhk8jBrnMgGSRsX_UxHHs/s1600-h/S6300301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3JD7ODLiHVi4ZuE3ToNxd_y-gp6Du1KnnFeB6bgemYAMBnumJI7iUquo91vmuWWMU2X189NhAZ3DSRvtRfuNpl2VnFDE09HeRJQ_9ecBf732pKxowiAOFOohWhk8jBrnMgGSRsX_UxHHs/s400/S6300301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042365639139906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">One day Melissa, Jenn, and I went hiking! It was so much fun. Melissa kick our butts a little bit. She ran up the mountain!! First the three of us hiked Mt. Timpanogos and did the cave tour.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKw-8sJx9rIQXQeJdev7Lga-dfv2GkakrA4XAeu2Sssv0-_KO8zSVN3Q70Bs3Mn7Ccbdr4wVNBtCnt-mU3W0dYTh7xcnqNfkSsDSla1IWvlSdLQ-Z_rwQqzziBKN-Tm2REO1Jrl5KBt4kk/s1600-h/S6300330.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKw-8sJx9rIQXQeJdev7Lga-dfv2GkakrA4XAeu2Sssv0-_KO8zSVN3Q70Bs3Mn7Ccbdr4wVNBtCnt-mU3W0dYTh7xcnqNfkSsDSla1IWvlSdLQ-Z_rwQqzziBKN-Tm2REO1Jrl5KBt4kk/s400/S6300330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042390690076306" border="0" /></a><br />On our way up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrPxHSAMXiHBvBI2qwcEnJUHEZZNdT3k0pdbX3-FGS6Rxb8ad0TVCTGJFeyiOkO6hizhPgPHc5NeIWq8pyNby1ZFMGrttHqc3P6L6lY6gF-kzPdASmWms9HUdjDzk12JIzSUQnSL7TujI/s1600-h/S6300324.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijrPxHSAMXiHBvBI2qwcEnJUHEZZNdT3k0pdbX3-FGS6Rxb8ad0TVCTGJFeyiOkO6hizhPgPHc5NeIWq8pyNby1ZFMGrttHqc3P6L6lY6gF-kzPdASmWms9HUdjDzk12JIzSUQnSL7TujI/s400/S6300324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042373390700434" border="0" /></a><br />I was feeling like Super Women!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOP2Zk2OqVxSWTUBvZzblxcPGHltHU-Syefu3SRUtWWNXOo2_IzkOPhjdgOinjTSFI8AweKN_hXEeGyg4sV6i0W5mnjpjki3jWHRhiQx_BcYSbGOO3kmujSfQeR7TQIen-ROM4r-rTJplQ/s1600-h/S6300329.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOP2Zk2OqVxSWTUBvZzblxcPGHltHU-Syefu3SRUtWWNXOo2_IzkOPhjdgOinjTSFI8AweKN_hXEeGyg4sV6i0W5mnjpjki3jWHRhiQx_BcYSbGOO3kmujSfQeR7TQIen-ROM4r-rTJplQ/s400/S6300329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042389319123986" border="0" /></a><br />I didn't know Melissa was in the picture!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsVPLQbF59-qI6x-dF9rCWX4lUFU8UnOSj9woOzjyf_gNdzup_0uzxYkGluQGD58c9kpfp_rTq1E7KOcqAwX1yEi7TQtUDwWP7I2w6IODv6VGJpnfeCeOB8KFRH8GEAWcB1T_LPuYglz-/s1600-h/S6300337.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKsVPLQbF59-qI6x-dF9rCWX4lUFU8UnOSj9woOzjyf_gNdzup_0uzxYkGluQGD58c9kpfp_rTq1E7KOcqAwX1yEi7TQtUDwWP7I2w6IODv6VGJpnfeCeOB8KFRH8GEAWcB1T_LPuYglz-/s400/S6300337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373042403222314226" border="0" /></a><br />This is about half way up!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX40HHWVfckgkSrFZq14G_sK8PC-lN_0CkZZiwGS4z5wz6Kc8G1FCM3g2j5xH6cEPGiPOgyO19T7KP0D8bSBIZ4avD99HERiMyQ6la8NoWnhwyL44bWfTJWfAMd1W4Mplkro-m2WhuKp6h/s1600-h/S6300338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX40HHWVfckgkSrFZq14G_sK8PC-lN_0CkZZiwGS4z5wz6Kc8G1FCM3g2j5xH6cEPGiPOgyO19T7KP0D8bSBIZ4avD99HERiMyQ6la8NoWnhwyL44bWfTJWfAMd1W4Mplkro-m2WhuKp6h/s400/S6300338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373045031527582146" border="0" /></a><br />We were at the top waiting for the cave tours.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwXrwFW47pJn1Cg7l1Lb5s-C9LvOn6sKMAMs1jbcmkjSVlW89-pLpVsm_SOeS5r-dgfgof7R0Je7q5MeFUO-o98vqd3WeGkwE7c2Mu_kQqSRpxsRWpb_bmj96CYJ9Xgp3eaqYIgWZIkNp/s1600-h/S6300341.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipwXrwFW47pJn1Cg7l1Lb5s-C9LvOn6sKMAMs1jbcmkjSVlW89-pLpVsm_SOeS5r-dgfgof7R0Je7q5MeFUO-o98vqd3WeGkwE7c2Mu_kQqSRpxsRWpb_bmj96CYJ9Xgp3eaqYIgWZIkNp/s400/S6300341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373045039844072802" border="0" /></a><br />Inside the caves!! How cool is that!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVqnHiIh3dWl9ZdMRryVZavX4RFLu5Fg3vZMf1St4ghdN8rZWIsBIcLY1PLU63EBLjuXpajcrY0ETqtGJvgyQkSddHSFs9hiZBSVuCoi0b7xyZFZAKwMXaI3Z74vWw2fIvDfC_yEB6J_y/s1600-h/S6300348.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVqnHiIh3dWl9ZdMRryVZavX4RFLu5Fg3vZMf1St4ghdN8rZWIsBIcLY1PLU63EBLjuXpajcrY0ETqtGJvgyQkSddHSFs9hiZBSVuCoi0b7xyZFZAKwMXaI3Z74vWw2fIvDfC_yEB6J_y/s400/S6300348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373045846587560242" border="0" /></a><br />You are not allowed to touch the cave walls, so sometimes we had to squeeze by!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvIQNNXfYEwWy2sjqm_RSaPYv1mXQS3860ctQ9gjNu5PSHL31Bjj4J5FoRymMJApHOWyK_3Ppa_q7-RS5-i1X_tKDCmTy0ynowMbeAtf2kVXkmeh1tq4_REY3iH7vjd6B85hb7eQ5VC2y/s1600-h/S6300347.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLvIQNNXfYEwWy2sjqm_RSaPYv1mXQS3860ctQ9gjNu5PSHL31Bjj4J5FoRymMJApHOWyK_3Ppa_q7-RS5-i1X_tKDCmTy0ynowMbeAtf2kVXkmeh1tq4_REY3iH7vjd6B85hb7eQ5VC2y/s400/S6300347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373045051597296018" border="0" /></a><br />It was pretty cold in the caves. About 45 degrees. I was cold!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXyj2VWwfeA_FHgJBwDKDK92sOvkL7Z7-P755uI3evLS0Jw3BdbCc5F3evcHrdnWrZPd9tJjVsE2_Vq_Gexdw8du45K4j1kkY2CIs-Q2gopTwlIJHyVDCesSO5aQWHt23GyRHg8xTS-03s/s1600-h/S6300351.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXyj2VWwfeA_FHgJBwDKDK92sOvkL7Z7-P755uI3evLS0Jw3BdbCc5F3evcHrdnWrZPd9tJjVsE2_Vq_Gexdw8du45K4j1kkY2CIs-Q2gopTwlIJHyVDCesSO5aQWHt23GyRHg8xTS-03s/s400/S6300351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373045067627621714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFs6xNg7Q2FCAmsZ3eanx_eaaEXcqJlGUgJh7IRI5BkqH0FYdHv8i-PI12C-c_jD23-E1lkK-sb4_og7RIq5Pk-LnuxXBdBzCcuhr5D4NcSsZQuNiLsWLRIncFOZH3IY0ugWlnnQXa_-I_/s1600-h/S6300358.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFs6xNg7Q2FCAmsZ3eanx_eaaEXcqJlGUgJh7IRI5BkqH0FYdHv8i-PI12C-c_jD23-E1lkK-sb4_og7RIq5Pk-LnuxXBdBzCcuhr5D4NcSsZQuNiLsWLRIncFOZH3IY0ugWlnnQXa_-I_/s400/S6300358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373049281711634402" border="0" /></a><br />After we hiked Mt.Timpanogos Melissa and I met up with Rex and hiked up to the Y.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtnKqCOyDQEjNNrQHWgxztADOGM1eaafG2Wd3ANDbmCG8iOl1RV7J82OTScwtixO2BXfOUTN2NG5FHu5lOnNFD7-M8h3v_xTJzJMkcuD3Jt3Sf2cbBDqJvQuoJP2Kjs2AI7zYKElRjLDNr/s1600-h/S6300360.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtnKqCOyDQEjNNrQHWgxztADOGM1eaafG2Wd3ANDbmCG8iOl1RV7J82OTScwtixO2BXfOUTN2NG5FHu5lOnNFD7-M8h3v_xTJzJMkcuD3Jt3Sf2cbBDqJvQuoJP2Kjs2AI7zYKElRjLDNr/s400/S6300360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373049288503800850" border="0" /></a>At the trail head.<br /> <br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBpmim8l6rsS5q_My4wYBlsSAM3uEihiqmsX9Gv53JDk20NZlKJdxyp35WQEi0M5wEzniManpaM-nSS3Ux9LueM30c9Y24uVc6Gi3BZjWa_rSVfsQipcmHySCjVrr987XsIzsgu9_TcKj/s1600-h/S6300361.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBpmim8l6rsS5q_My4wYBlsSAM3uEihiqmsX9Gv53JDk20NZlKJdxyp35WQEi0M5wEzniManpaM-nSS3Ux9LueM30c9Y24uVc6Gi3BZjWa_rSVfsQipcmHySCjVrr987XsIzsgu9_TcKj/s400/S6300361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373049299039296322" border="0" /></a>Melissa too!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHXOLcf_ZZ8Fdo2c5Kmag1HpVes781kZShYIP_v0MGfZzVrbrqI8dKtYMOX9ctn1DFjPUj3kkOQEpt6n8uqmIZUf9LHRGG8Vxg_NaT0mWsJDA9Jc_ddGx5soxLWXQspPQeqFb5leZX6dr/s1600-h/S6300377.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHXOLcf_ZZ8Fdo2c5Kmag1HpVes781kZShYIP_v0MGfZzVrbrqI8dKtYMOX9ctn1DFjPUj3kkOQEpt6n8uqmIZUf9LHRGG8Vxg_NaT0mWsJDA9Jc_ddGx5soxLWXQspPQeqFb5leZX6dr/s400/S6300377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373049311907224018" border="0" /></a>After hiking 2 mountains... I died on the Y!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-n7pYTngscay9jaQnSZUUFYwapvcYFgWAUQTItfuJFslrdJxMusKAh6Gcw1yrAedUwOA7mtWg24wIRzdp7TF-syuK9-69axN5pq7I9n1DyDXladhNt53Iuqi_7uzZv5aE87jEpLFEO8D/s1600-h/S6300383.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-n7pYTngscay9jaQnSZUUFYwapvcYFgWAUQTItfuJFslrdJxMusKAh6Gcw1yrAedUwOA7mtWg24wIRzdp7TF-syuK9-69axN5pq7I9n1DyDXladhNt53Iuqi_7uzZv5aE87jEpLFEO8D/s400/S6300383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373049319008088002" border="0" /></a><br />We made to the top!!<br /> </div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-12603133391733564282009-08-20T22:38:00.000-07:002009-08-20T23:10:25.776-07:00My Family in Utah<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29Ehv_3m7ay55F-G7NlGuCr_MmhLee93r2AokxR8GF0BMMb0sUdLwl16FnEO3KuRbhb3JqvXnPPIcpTBjMGjTn_5e163Xs5Yu01q2QiVQTXYl_NEdU_P8kl1MKbg_ymUKzr6f101-fRTs/s1600-h/grandma&grandpa1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29Ehv_3m7ay55F-G7NlGuCr_MmhLee93r2AokxR8GF0BMMb0sUdLwl16FnEO3KuRbhb3JqvXnPPIcpTBjMGjTn_5e163Xs5Yu01q2QiVQTXYl_NEdU_P8kl1MKbg_ymUKzr6f101-fRTs/s400/grandma&grandpa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372288751731198498" border="0" /></a><br />I stayed at my Grandparents house while I was in Utah. I really missed my Grandma and Grandpa since they moved away from Fairbanks, AK. I loved seeing them again. My Grandma put on this dress for Delores and I. She made it!! How cool is that! I was impressed. And she is so cute modeling it for us.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQMWJKKRvVeIejd-TTnuR4eVTRbestJzfp3YMcro1ygbMrXHDUvlX5VIuPefCFpvfVoa_ZI5UcwEalpRLB82ixj6B0A0iFPUXf56pfPc153DLUM-oTsGdlsXMzwgxfuqmZ5uKig_iuzFV/s1600-h/grandma2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQMWJKKRvVeIejd-TTnuR4eVTRbestJzfp3YMcro1ygbMrXHDUvlX5VIuPefCFpvfVoa_ZI5UcwEalpRLB82ixj6B0A0iFPUXf56pfPc153DLUM-oTsGdlsXMzwgxfuqmZ5uKig_iuzFV/s400/grandma2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372288100352390546" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I just love this dress. She did all that embroidery by hand!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vqDbyP5u0SrpFHUbRciIbuR1pC9oVvdmu7SLAL7OL_MN9w4IVPKONerFpq2BkGC5gI54FStsHPlfUSEQVKx7t6_CD77vy4c7fa5HceEb7JJ1EoY8MTtyizKYUfirjKncDe5vj0eKoIh7/s1600-h/fam6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vqDbyP5u0SrpFHUbRciIbuR1pC9oVvdmu7SLAL7OL_MN9w4IVPKONerFpq2BkGC5gI54FStsHPlfUSEQVKx7t6_CD77vy4c7fa5HceEb7JJ1EoY8MTtyizKYUfirjKncDe5vj0eKoIh7/s400/fam6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372288090586140114" border="0" /></a><br />This is my Aunt Delores. My Aunt Delores was also staying there. It was really fun to get to know my Dad's sister and her kids.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEg1AeWSZRhzhGcaYSDKfsAW3qnArEhN2Qp0dEI2tDDSjfbreINZInwEmwUocQtGr_CYaqYjX8j69gOrIWLilIgAhUU_9DV0eWkjLajATQXcg6YcqXbJBvfwFQEyffiMlOgP5xP3p93-c/s1600-h/fam4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbEg1AeWSZRhzhGcaYSDKfsAW3qnArEhN2Qp0dEI2tDDSjfbreINZInwEmwUocQtGr_CYaqYjX8j69gOrIWLilIgAhUU_9DV0eWkjLajATQXcg6YcqXbJBvfwFQEyffiMlOgP5xP3p93-c/s400/fam4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372288089337737378" border="0" /></a><br />Here is my cousins, Heidi and Lyal. And that is Heidi's little girl.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMGKeDPS6bjm09wqSdh7ZlGv7QBAMRQLNMnJpEjaYcmkAdJjnlwWBtJyKoPdxbOG5DmnbzUxIPTLlVBzRxz8YslVbaUQPir5yNT5bT6qHDULH61RzoyQ328yBcZ5s0u6vti9WsNpwjL3ne/s1600-h/fam.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMGKeDPS6bjm09wqSdh7ZlGv7QBAMRQLNMnJpEjaYcmkAdJjnlwWBtJyKoPdxbOG5DmnbzUxIPTLlVBzRxz8YslVbaUQPir5yNT5bT6qHDULH61RzoyQ328yBcZ5s0u6vti9WsNpwjL3ne/s400/fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372288073423294290" border="0" /></a><br />Heidi's Husband, Shane, and Aunt Delores jumped in this picture.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32GI5WKvQ7PdV_urIUDVweQNagpPACY7NsWSke5Mp4zrToWHfohTq44uDWdLJUsk3E4Fr0OwSpZxwcJLxuQ3fgmx1WreV-EysdhJxdf4SpiGAjl94TiB57kEPDk8-Y5ePrmzcTR1tjT2_/s1600-h/fam2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg32GI5WKvQ7PdV_urIUDVweQNagpPACY7NsWSke5Mp4zrToWHfohTq44uDWdLJUsk3E4Fr0OwSpZxwcJLxuQ3fgmx1WreV-EysdhJxdf4SpiGAjl94TiB57kEPDk8-Y5ePrmzcTR1tjT2_/s400/fam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372293867088412402" border="0" /></a>And here is Heidi's cute family. Thanks for letting me spend the day at your house. <br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-46629065927543653212009-08-18T14:23:00.000-07:002009-08-18T14:40:56.368-07:00Carson's firat day of first grade!!<div style="text-align: center;">Carson had a great first day of school!! He was super excited to see his friends. After he found his name tag a group of girls gathered around him and helped him pick out his desk next to theirs. It was really cute!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qviZuDgV45ayX0uHXmXgrFVVL5hdWeNdINXjDxLWcfHv0ZGWHJ4hgPA5ySVdn-EC_rE9-ehxIqSdXUDlBRbwMhnJb6rIQ-pxcGi1ONYJUJAVh9E3JDyTW5mNqc8WX1bT943yv-qRwbm7/s1600-h/S6300494.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qviZuDgV45ayX0uHXmXgrFVVL5hdWeNdINXjDxLWcfHv0ZGWHJ4hgPA5ySVdn-EC_rE9-ehxIqSdXUDlBRbwMhnJb6rIQ-pxcGi1ONYJUJAVh9E3JDyTW5mNqc8WX1bT943yv-qRwbm7/s400/S6300494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371418861317119010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />He really likes his new teacher. I think he will have a great year!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8MHgiHGZ-2WHFGnT36eS_KvchqqW5wmtM0xbDHtd3uWqe7m1vA8oWkIbinn0RgLJ_dlqHg83-gK6V087qthskzzjt9is8XZaH0y-C1oy0mH0WGNytSGC0Dnw1uB5D6Tf5RvA5EaGHNW3/s1600-h/S6300495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC8MHgiHGZ-2WHFGnT36eS_KvchqqW5wmtM0xbDHtd3uWqe7m1vA8oWkIbinn0RgLJ_dlqHg83-gK6V087qthskzzjt9is8XZaH0y-C1oy0mH0WGNytSGC0Dnw1uB5D6Tf5RvA5EaGHNW3/s400/S6300495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371418869646271858" border="0" /></a><br />After school he was a happy boy. Clayton wanted to be in the picture with his brother. They are best friends!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WL3vAGE5GguRpfI05Cz6mBBuHbjvxVsovo4uojapHm2qp0apIKRiOqEmjBQ6FiSdJAgGa_T7Y7joQwZkO_T0LFtiaO5dVU1xMvTNbuyHTBmxqqQDpwxJWVZitbRmNn0q1WCQ8PCx_cA-/s1600-h/S6300498.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WL3vAGE5GguRpfI05Cz6mBBuHbjvxVsovo4uojapHm2qp0apIKRiOqEmjBQ6FiSdJAgGa_T7Y7joQwZkO_T0LFtiaO5dVU1xMvTNbuyHTBmxqqQDpwxJWVZitbRmNn0q1WCQ8PCx_cA-/s400/S6300498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371418889750158178" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-7292658176292381432009-07-31T20:44:00.001-07:002009-07-31T20:56:53.059-07:00White Sand Beach again...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzE2e5mxobLwMieQxjKY0uhz3l1KczfpyBsGJHrIiaVlqGxrX_0EaUEdeDuZq1XUE71wZdgOO_b_H9_ZZx-Vt1xJkyHQMFe7N8cq7vKZ6wmrhlJFnAC4-7glg328kIZcuClga0vDrTxiu2/s1600-h/IMGP1572.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzE2e5mxobLwMieQxjKY0uhz3l1KczfpyBsGJHrIiaVlqGxrX_0EaUEdeDuZq1XUE71wZdgOO_b_H9_ZZx-Vt1xJkyHQMFe7N8cq7vKZ6wmrhlJFnAC4-7glg328kIZcuClga0vDrTxiu2/s400/IMGP1572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364838647901546930" border="0" /></a><br />This last week in Kodiak the weather has been crazy! Since Sunday we have been on a every other day of rain and shine. One day of sunshine we just drove and ended up at white sand beach. We weren't really prepared to play at the beach, but had a sandy fun time! Here are some pictures of the beach.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD3B6ZNMZuI5FlPGade8KWny2wYeVzglm5wQ8fnMD30LDUZC-N2DnA_Ht_f27sgR90rVQQjDkcto0bRyc_v7_Uke60fqJbZ5J46Ia1m5eXoxw-1fsmEI4tOpRN6prJL_J2uHaTFKNCwo0a/s1600-h/IMGP1570.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD3B6ZNMZuI5FlPGade8KWny2wYeVzglm5wQ8fnMD30LDUZC-N2DnA_Ht_f27sgR90rVQQjDkcto0bRyc_v7_Uke60fqJbZ5J46Ia1m5eXoxw-1fsmEI4tOpRN6prJL_J2uHaTFKNCwo0a/s400/IMGP1570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364838629517514786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMnUP5BRNtLuGSP3HzSCAAG1IWgtHiADoxLXNA31XFG5UcCTGOBmVXDS_-dQf4sFtoFTA7b8WXmE4UJLqoixDkDzeJzHrCVBVUAH8tpKe69K81nMV8p4siI-Si6UN5J0qbgUvrlwrN4LpY/s1600-h/IMGP1575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMnUP5BRNtLuGSP3HzSCAAG1IWgtHiADoxLXNA31XFG5UcCTGOBmVXDS_-dQf4sFtoFTA7b8WXmE4UJLqoixDkDzeJzHrCVBVUAH8tpKe69K81nMV8p4siI-Si6UN5J0qbgUvrlwrN4LpY/s400/IMGP1575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364838653035957634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJr4_IdIv5AjiUwmtxWUANhz5R-CDwCsPuBQI_ePCnfin51Oopu4qT0vM76IZr58XTgEunwGoJEj45toZHRIbPYOfAToJR_-Ex-JIEC2B30zNibzcq3mEtdOuW_EdD8U8LCOe9dyePOlmq/s1600-h/IMGP1582.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJr4_IdIv5AjiUwmtxWUANhz5R-CDwCsPuBQI_ePCnfin51Oopu4qT0vM76IZr58XTgEunwGoJEj45toZHRIbPYOfAToJR_-Ex-JIEC2B30zNibzcq3mEtdOuW_EdD8U8LCOe9dyePOlmq/s400/IMGP1582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364838659920288114" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij3tLpQ6uoPXP9G-ZBrevcjWDO9IAnloGd5XBqRlWmbxAKoLuz3gMiALw975-jAuTTek1PpEGirhGVnB0N2ObL51NwMlLVWk4lTPELdgqR7R9yvw6qrM1TzXfLk2SqnYliVLnGVmU4gENu/s1600-h/IMGP1571.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij3tLpQ6uoPXP9G-ZBrevcjWDO9IAnloGd5XBqRlWmbxAKoLuz3gMiALw975-jAuTTek1PpEGirhGVnB0N2ObL51NwMlLVWk4lTPELdgqR7R9yvw6qrM1TzXfLk2SqnYliVLnGVmU4gENu/s400/IMGP1571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364838638183291554" border="0" /></a>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-60353206558769937012009-07-30T21:13:00.001-07:002009-07-30T21:48:49.567-07:00"I am playing with my whopper."<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFDrfD2KhggJGOX8D8ixwKhhOuo2MVIdADYPSRvl8d-mKbaTGLwRUlBcNqbplRaaowjTE2Cr04wc_tqT2WfWfUaI5FRRMhiflNTlo79LPSeeqqUTRt9LR4_5tztbXFw-GTDAjKxUNi5DN/s1600-h/SDC11232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFDrfD2KhggJGOX8D8ixwKhhOuo2MVIdADYPSRvl8d-mKbaTGLwRUlBcNqbplRaaowjTE2Cr04wc_tqT2WfWfUaI5FRRMhiflNTlo79LPSeeqqUTRt9LR4_5tztbXFw-GTDAjKxUNi5DN/s400/SDC11232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479899103959762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7wL3xDsH1SiIxaHqp3WzHeJdp1x_lUflfU5fdOw536iimRINkrCds2JTG3n3o4zvkj-OE80a64VBODetrbIinxooP3tIpMBjC-tpomz5l-qtWTEBQBSFTfKeJT8kn9pa4iABOxkXeHHXH/s1600-h/SDC11233.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7wL3xDsH1SiIxaHqp3WzHeJdp1x_lUflfU5fdOw536iimRINkrCds2JTG3n3o4zvkj-OE80a64VBODetrbIinxooP3tIpMBjC-tpomz5l-qtWTEBQBSFTfKeJT8kn9pa4iABOxkXeHHXH/s400/SDC11233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479892926180898" border="0" /></a><br />We went fishing for part of my birthday. I hate fishing, but I was out numbered! It turned out to be pretty fun. The boys mostly got little tiny fish. But then Clayton reeled in a whopper. Well, compared to all the other fish. When they pulled up that one Jeremy shouted out, "Its a whopper!" Clayton thought that was the name of the fish. On the way home we let the boys hold the bucket of fish and told them not to touch them anymore. We caught Clayton touching and poking and playing with the fish. Jeremy asked him if he was playing with the fish. Clayton said, "I am playing with my whopper." Jeremy and I just looked at each other and let him be, we were almost home...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh74tPWxu8jdda-LX6OCAx2QulqZbsjZ7VuttaSShyphenhyphenK78D4mZZ8XCh-Wlth1ABKVS59jCY7gyNB1otszEIlfHtzs30iDe_Fa7-O0EX5PNbs_f3HJfFu4pDjn747V4R9H5r3Fx_QUZ0WVM5/s1600-h/SDC11227.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh74tPWxu8jdda-LX6OCAx2QulqZbsjZ7VuttaSShyphenhyphenK78D4mZZ8XCh-Wlth1ABKVS59jCY7gyNB1otszEIlfHtzs30iDe_Fa7-O0EX5PNbs_f3HJfFu4pDjn747V4R9H5r3Fx_QUZ0WVM5/s400/SDC11227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479901626624290" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Clayton and his whopper.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnkH1_mOgxWubOPpqdpe-tZMpj39bpKlWDPllSQeiAPnUhQoSvYjTfbxH_4oHslnrjjI6Q8Mj1qBNUkx5byktIlct-juV_pQo1ft0Ik315rgRM4PxnBFgXZNqYntvJg-s9zowAURIs4n-/s1600-h/SDC11228.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcnkH1_mOgxWubOPpqdpe-tZMpj39bpKlWDPllSQeiAPnUhQoSvYjTfbxH_4oHslnrjjI6Q8Mj1qBNUkx5byktIlct-juV_pQo1ft0Ik315rgRM4PxnBFgXZNqYntvJg-s9zowAURIs4n-/s400/SDC11228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479910028345058" border="0" /></a>All the boys had a good time. Even Jackson got in on the fishing action!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDL-Iz5lKW28LavyaOD5GEpN6cakKtKZweWjmwEee0pnt42lgJKT9iFR7LXlBHJNmH8-0HMjgAbNHGm4oL_GFEHH5JoZpPRcstAl9qOfJZGCqjq6QJHy4RVyflQh9rTvRpawjl6MIhOyP7/s1600-h/SDC11229.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDL-Iz5lKW28LavyaOD5GEpN6cakKtKZweWjmwEee0pnt42lgJKT9iFR7LXlBHJNmH8-0HMjgAbNHGm4oL_GFEHH5JoZpPRcstAl9qOfJZGCqjq6QJHy4RVyflQh9rTvRpawjl6MIhOyP7/s400/SDC11229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364479918204025906" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-8866231506277424712009-07-30T20:14:00.001-07:002009-07-30T21:12:31.596-07:00My Birthday!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs8_4AJM1pih_sk6tMQ6jmU0XKMMBXEb7uaoJN3l74ujSTLe0u_7stcefGVgSw8CnumEp_6KHSrBD3FRV8bGa5bqsnNepevkOSzLBwt8a6H3-MDLU2ft8O8u6clepqac12C2fYnVXXeJUA/s1600-h/SDC11212.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs8_4AJM1pih_sk6tMQ6jmU0XKMMBXEb7uaoJN3l74ujSTLe0u_7stcefGVgSw8CnumEp_6KHSrBD3FRV8bGa5bqsnNepevkOSzLBwt8a6H3-MDLU2ft8O8u6clepqac12C2fYnVXXeJUA/s400/SDC11212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364468337306158642" border="0" /></a><br />For my birthday we had a great day!! Jeremy let me sleep in and made me a delicious breakfast of french toast. After breakfast we went hiking somewhere we have never been before. We went to Near Island and hiked a trail in Northend Park. The trail went through the woods and ended at the beach. It was a beautiful day and perfect to be outside.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOQy37fLiNOAvJ66NjXXOmG6ICWUq97cBO8E_XmY4ydfIY8hjer1Rs_EdIui-XLAGktW6S8WWUC_UpPouzOtvU9PNzRRRAPMy7WEuf9nY5ppCAkIbjxRBDKMwpdqySVbijRi_Fv-FkPp_/s1600-h/SDC11199.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbOQy37fLiNOAvJ66NjXXOmG6ICWUq97cBO8E_XmY4ydfIY8hjer1Rs_EdIui-XLAGktW6S8WWUC_UpPouzOtvU9PNzRRRAPMy7WEuf9nY5ppCAkIbjxRBDKMwpdqySVbijRi_Fv-FkPp_/s400/SDC11199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364464492268269026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />While we were hiking Jeremy found this cool little "woods house". The boys had fun checking it out.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC5Lxmmk1zeivfJ1beWiOnKBATX1mhq6broTH8dHT7VNGF2MYk-Lv6fuL54XYIzcdjzaRndlBvapmT0gJb91Dn7ovNBqSbODbgrWFZhBCJbPp3INyeOJctC0vxzfU19vuXq6V_PAz7-ol5/s1600-h/SDC11196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC5Lxmmk1zeivfJ1beWiOnKBATX1mhq6broTH8dHT7VNGF2MYk-Lv6fuL54XYIzcdjzaRndlBvapmT0gJb91Dn7ovNBqSbODbgrWFZhBCJbPp3INyeOJctC0vxzfU19vuXq6V_PAz7-ol5/s400/SDC11196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364464487383785618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />On the trail lined with salmonberry bushes!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg05F2Sh8atSlr1WLjYIzUX3FguyZXDV5owjkCKTk9KYe-rQY_7q8G7Zs_QUtL62cjN9ApyYY1BZZqczwQho6Web7vbVpRp5qfCAc7qirQKzidspVQEKlzv7o2QkqzepzDmDdVjx5Q-oSNJ/s1600-h/IMGP1530.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg05F2Sh8atSlr1WLjYIzUX3FguyZXDV5owjkCKTk9KYe-rQY_7q8G7Zs_QUtL62cjN9ApyYY1BZZqczwQho6Web7vbVpRp5qfCAc7qirQKzidspVQEKlzv7o2QkqzepzDmDdVjx5Q-oSNJ/s400/IMGP1530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364468305635151218" border="0" /></a>These are salmonberries! They are huge and taste similar to raspberries. And they are everywhere in Kodiak.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9O6uxc-WWpCU-5Ow2T6qZp_upQQLElGdeE2exNhPpMR4Pi5I7gmcYnfhPG_6ZRrTNeIjqkR3OrhoAprUAQgbfSqNghr3AS5BGIII1v__NbtOqbBQqnL1S9Bd_ZmvSU3R9dut1wq_F7DD/s1600-h/SDC11197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9O6uxc-WWpCU-5Ow2T6qZp_upQQLElGdeE2exNhPpMR4Pi5I7gmcYnfhPG_6ZRrTNeIjqkR3OrhoAprUAQgbfSqNghr3AS5BGIII1v__NbtOqbBQqnL1S9Bd_ZmvSU3R9dut1wq_F7DD/s400/SDC11197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364464480180355378" border="0" /></a><br /><br />More trail pictures.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj5wDJJPbawQCHjtg854qBteY7GvM9oytfbZufh-4a-odWxp0XHu7TsVcmsPkNr9cFFAKrJ-hmG8A7wqJErc8KxUD-VoCwoe_Exyn_IO2bytTbvoGrP-p_UKv_5O3Wb_wO2MuHv4RNBLK3/s1600-h/SDC11205.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj5wDJJPbawQCHjtg854qBteY7GvM9oytfbZufh-4a-odWxp0XHu7TsVcmsPkNr9cFFAKrJ-hmG8A7wqJErc8KxUD-VoCwoe_Exyn_IO2bytTbvoGrP-p_UKv_5O3Wb_wO2MuHv4RNBLK3/s400/SDC11205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364464500440230306" border="0" /></a><br />At the beach. It was low tide. During high tide all this is covered in water.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX9kYp7j7dWWelYd76ZeYiU1OaaiWLfHye8hBTDDvAEmCy47tfUwp3mTCMhBd89Bgnz_lukBbLMErMN_CEYBRN0XeSZ6KS0vqUnDOX-LnyQ3nxNxajOlfyk2zfkWLNDbLFwcac0HrlXRZ/s1600-h/SDC11208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX9kYp7j7dWWelYd76ZeYiU1OaaiWLfHye8hBTDDvAEmCy47tfUwp3mTCMhBd89Bgnz_lukBbLMErMN_CEYBRN0XeSZ6KS0vqUnDOX-LnyQ3nxNxajOlfyk2zfkWLNDbLFwcac0HrlXRZ/s400/SDC11208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364468316627219602" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzrCX0k6YlRnZxUC9FK4mOrnT2puG-QI8KKtWr3kqoNRjDkgDaElDzGCxVWudhnEtpr0EVgA7etSLGs6aK_ViuLUomtnZWe_QfeBoP_8ZBToJ5mdxV_WRtWz7f5d_vsnwD23GyVodZNMG/s1600-h/SDC11207.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzrCX0k6YlRnZxUC9FK4mOrnT2puG-QI8KKtWr3kqoNRjDkgDaElDzGCxVWudhnEtpr0EVgA7etSLGs6aK_ViuLUomtnZWe_QfeBoP_8ZBToJ5mdxV_WRtWz7f5d_vsnwD23GyVodZNMG/s400/SDC11207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364468314209632850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8v1U1159rPEAvwOyhdWejMfyXnFJ8aZOQKABqtTmcNKJ0-ClZFoMdBxkIqBJk-6Wr5pkdPrhS40-AOhKcxFwn93CH_Ecprgh2Q_J0SXpNLS1TzonMKa5c4iC5LJPu9i_vqOVhyphenhyphenvdOsxd7/s1600-h/SDC11209.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8v1U1159rPEAvwOyhdWejMfyXnFJ8aZOQKABqtTmcNKJ0-ClZFoMdBxkIqBJk-6Wr5pkdPrhS40-AOhKcxFwn93CH_Ecprgh2Q_J0SXpNLS1TzonMKa5c4iC5LJPu9i_vqOVhyphenhyphenvdOsxd7/s400/SDC11209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364468327128241810" border="0" /></a><br />Jackson wants to climb the tree with his brothers.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsXk6BMOtphZhVeQ8lNBgXRigR0L9w8QNQXqGvld8sYHzkC03btcsb-egArmr7SmPWPdNFYZ6lM_4qWpWEsRkdV56tNzJxTBbo2iD1G-sbvvo3yuN4xzjxSGPkwonU6jMOVe8DRlORYnIv/s1600-h/SDC11195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsXk6BMOtphZhVeQ8lNBgXRigR0L9w8QNQXqGvld8sYHzkC03btcsb-egArmr7SmPWPdNFYZ6lM_4qWpWEsRkdV56tNzJxTBbo2iD1G-sbvvo3yuN4xzjxSGPkwonU6jMOVe8DRlORYnIv/s400/SDC11195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364464472161609154" border="0" /></a><br />All along the trail there were Salmonberries. The kids love to pick them and eat them. I had Jackson in a backpack on my back and every time we passed the berries he starts yelling, "I wanna a bite." If I didn't get fast enough for him he would whack me on the side of the head! My kids are too demanding!!<br /><br />After hiking the boys wanted to go fishing. I hate fishing, but I wanted to have a fun day outside with the family. So we went fishing. But I need to post that one all by its self. I had a great birthday!!<br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-78642713622286682009-07-29T20:13:00.000-07:002009-07-29T21:13:47.500-07:00Swimming Lessons<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9wv5wLbiB4l3nQTMAL4yEs8t8HZbH0l8cq-d-9QC0EiMZXRApepyIoq2tCC4VZYJnyHVxA0w5LG6MhdAigaK159eANY0TyZoGwTLVRA3PY0d9vQbC8lqNtsqEdYNFm0GEyePeCi0Uw1B/s1600-h/IMGP1479.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR9wv5wLbiB4l3nQTMAL4yEs8t8HZbH0l8cq-d-9QC0EiMZXRApepyIoq2tCC4VZYJnyHVxA0w5LG6MhdAigaK159eANY0TyZoGwTLVRA3PY0d9vQbC8lqNtsqEdYNFm0GEyePeCi0Uw1B/s400/IMGP1479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098145741424530" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was the last week of swimming lessons. They do 2 week sessions, This is Carson's second session and Clayton's first session. When Carson started he would not put his head under water. Now he is swimming! He swims like a stink bug. It is so cute! He swims all the way under the water except for his bum sticks out of the water. I was trying to get some of his swimming in the video. (I couldn't upload the video and I didn't have any pictures of him swimming. But I did get some other pictures to upload.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ21RhcbhWa8zQ4tEEKakaKtam8-ec7VWM4ArZtX0VEJz6MbXtw3Sn_B8tR4r-8o2dY2bhMppQk7wcC1DW7tVfvbndUZEsbdQCYGdJoVwQS1sJHvBPOAjt2RQ1gGJmVubYIleDVp2a8Cw0/s1600-h/IMGP1485.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ21RhcbhWa8zQ4tEEKakaKtam8-ec7VWM4ArZtX0VEJz6MbXtw3Sn_B8tR4r-8o2dY2bhMppQk7wcC1DW7tVfvbndUZEsbdQCYGdJoVwQS1sJHvBPOAjt2RQ1gGJmVubYIleDVp2a8Cw0/s400/IMGP1485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098163202101314" border="0" /></a><br />Clayton also didn't like to put his head under water. He would just dip his face in the water when they did bobs. But now he goes all the way under!! He does a great job on his floats. He is so confident in the water. He will be swimming soon too!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDKlkD6_YEXDH-fJOvNw5PywRnFlsIxzJL5s6_al8Shx7bj0o-3bQMXLMjq4ykwmADvidbUBBEVaKa2KygdY91msCIPHTpK1aSQ_W4w7yGxtDrrnStPFLAc02EE9t0whFD52SR5H-yumK/s1600-h/IMGP1483.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDKlkD6_YEXDH-fJOvNw5PywRnFlsIxzJL5s6_al8Shx7bj0o-3bQMXLMjq4ykwmADvidbUBBEVaKa2KygdY91msCIPHTpK1aSQ_W4w7yGxtDrrnStPFLAc02EE9t0whFD52SR5H-yumK/s400/IMGP1483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098139385218802" border="0" /></a><br />I loved taking them to swimming. It was my time to just sit and watch the older boys. Jackson usually stay home with Jeremy. He came with me a few times. He is so silly while he is there. And just ignore the date on the picture.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx7E9Qp3Xd4jpa8Zid3vDptW-KhDK7Vab8mrROvZRUNpM5pmFvldXfIcXcxxAyZMz_LOB2ZuBk0v4tEDCmU-MhvLAzOEa6Pcz4Elh3ACTSkIQ9vNLXJMw9ifpE9wgqvYMqSIxtvvHTXgT/s1600-h/IMGP1495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFx7E9Qp3Xd4jpa8Zid3vDptW-KhDK7Vab8mrROvZRUNpM5pmFvldXfIcXcxxAyZMz_LOB2ZuBk0v4tEDCmU-MhvLAzOEa6Pcz4Elh3ACTSkIQ9vNLXJMw9ifpE9wgqvYMqSIxtvvHTXgT/s400/IMGP1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098168146589922" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_f17-C9U28I7rYmOtLwOe6Qfgmt_Tzn12u-eeoya5xiseQx6QGsosJXv50_kdOsMwbZceXxuwjBUrhVcl1mXFIXW_vlhjA_Nms6PbR2RjIpZsfPgcX1R8jAT_KIAliqq55Uo5UDBkqunH/s1600-h/IMGP1497.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_f17-C9U28I7rYmOtLwOe6Qfgmt_Tzn12u-eeoya5xiseQx6QGsosJXv50_kdOsMwbZceXxuwjBUrhVcl1mXFIXW_vlhjA_Nms6PbR2RjIpZsfPgcX1R8jAT_KIAliqq55Uo5UDBkqunH/s400/IMGP1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364098153072892946" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-30557183979223401162009-07-11T21:38:00.000-07:002009-07-11T21:54:31.182-07:00I have never cut my kids hair... until now!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj6rt48fxW3sIOY55cWwSPdrpmS1zB4fMndLH8glaxKsBAA_bpHgec57VY2R2jlI12sgRpnCxB2sS1dbVzhFniTIPlIWlcIj7bZwqRZe7gq-8wqaRYe56uvGRrZVy3TeVg02tB2ZODltOA/s1600-h/IMGP1465.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHoEXfShmAUbj9rpMIBTdmsn8VU-U_tbtE0VBuWUbY9iA_tXLPs_SstOssuAxi2jFgo2i4O2Y7BO1GlW5hE0rLmNss9lchE-OgVfkGljyuQYhYlxjy24SNJ54wKsiDC_DQqPVGo4vWuKoC/s400/IMGP1457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357431937032066674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWpYrHZxb1uxxitU_hY4OUM7o6-KRBsDjD5hhPhmygvh6wPtqghGhpethLK2gKvYLlybiLkqEdeLcmmYm-34OTB_xQawMzrWo_WGfoXXAP2DkzrZTpYJm1g-4b0HuHYJgoh7FXeqzQPe6/s1600-h/IMGP1456.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWpYrHZxb1uxxitU_hY4OUM7o6-KRBsDjD5hhPhmygvh6wPtqghGhpethLK2gKvYLlybiLkqEdeLcmmYm-34OTB_xQawMzrWo_WGfoXXAP2DkzrZTpYJm1g-4b0HuHYJgoh7FXeqzQPe6/s400/IMGP1456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357431933958316146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm7VrMalfHmqwDoU_4rV88NvKxy4j-Zh1jrtY0GX5YVDDRq6ks1T-wcODxLlBdT4hYZj8hQEminHTovRvRTZ_n8PGjw-S-oNwItS-tU1LeY2pEsnhw36TO38fsQ_mgbSNkIKYOgbgPdh55/s1600-h/IMGP1455.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm7VrMalfHmqwDoU_4rV88NvKxy4j-Zh1jrtY0GX5YVDDRq6ks1T-wcODxLlBdT4hYZj8hQEminHTovRvRTZ_n8PGjw-S-oNwItS-tU1LeY2pEsnhw36TO38fsQ_mgbSNkIKYOgbgPdh55/s400/IMGP1455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357431924434179938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I have never given my boys a hair cut. I leave that up to Jeremy and if Jeremy is not around Grandma Christensen has always be there to help. Well, I got tired of asking Jeremy over and over to please cut the kids hair. So, today I just decided to get out the buzzers and do it myself. I figured if it was really bad I would just buzz their heads. I think I did okay. I am proud of my first hair cuts. They still have hair.<br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-64156264878775650062009-07-10T22:38:00.000-07:002009-07-11T11:46:33.802-07:00White Sand Beach<div style="text-align: center;">The first time we came here I had to call my mom to tell her about the white sand. It looked like Hawaii. It was so strange!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAr0ptbQ8y2Lot8-BG6gRMGWt9BRzG-j7xPT2JMQlKYiYLBrthwoIMbMguODIEJPxKIIk9AVxiPDeK7nMIFIHsMphGogzgdeWXq9Ib2y8EpyQ91cMfofIbAWWyysSe3nghEkFmZ2f8TEZ3/s1600-h/SDC10607.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAr0ptbQ8y2Lot8-BG6gRMGWt9BRzG-j7xPT2JMQlKYiYLBrthwoIMbMguODIEJPxKIIk9AVxiPDeK7nMIFIHsMphGogzgdeWXq9Ib2y8EpyQ91cMfofIbAWWyysSe3nghEkFmZ2f8TEZ3/s400/SDC10607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074947658617874" border="0" /></a>This is a beach at the end of the road. It is Monashka Bay, but everyone calls it White Sand Beach. These pictures the sand looks a little gray, that is because there are patches of white sand during high tide. The big spots of white sand are out during low tide. The first time we went there the tide was low, but we didn't have our camera with us. So for now this is the best I can do to show everyone White Sand Beach in Kodiak.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNkzZIPxefChuEbw1wMdyVBoRlHxeHnyi7ZxO-D9uiRNIWfAB7J78llxM02ypEJS4QyN75zvH-eIp3qaWVH4pIWd4r3VdJ_AutaSZ3hknrH3I6hMM6zBHy1H1nF7QgN-KtzfhBpoyS495q/s1600-h/SDC10614.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNkzZIPxefChuEbw1wMdyVBoRlHxeHnyi7ZxO-D9uiRNIWfAB7J78llxM02ypEJS4QyN75zvH-eIp3qaWVH4pIWd4r3VdJ_AutaSZ3hknrH3I6hMM6zBHy1H1nF7QgN-KtzfhBpoyS495q/s400/SDC10614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074959519994626" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkH05UYCgf-27WzXAEGMuqbvma_-7fGav8fgtVM3ptkOCEU2wpkBtgJ5NJh4Gng72fJlew6NvsCfyEsTC2BrKxiAJlRJmgtM96WSBHxKYT_Mc2AxsW6n_NQoY12_NHmIugqDLWIJGleq1V/s1600-h/SDC10608.JPG"> </a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Jackson loves to get covered up with sand! This beach is one of my favorites because white sand doesn't seem to be as dirty.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDDRBri9AB7H7tFjafVET9aLIky-NxJlGh-bHFFzIp_9JHZxVdP2ZTQwFJ6R-fEnnCJqefN43wFUvH1Aa_6LTuEsUpm-Ngozoj9ioSDYhV9P6RvP11YeBJwi3op-n_LDVugj88RGHohg8/s1600-h/SDC10603.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyDDRBri9AB7H7tFjafVET9aLIky-NxJlGh-bHFFzIp_9JHZxVdP2ZTQwFJ6R-fEnnCJqefN43wFUvH1Aa_6LTuEsUpm-Ngozoj9ioSDYhV9P6RvP11YeBJwi3op-n_LDVugj88RGHohg8/s400/SDC10603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074964443241666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkH05UYCgf-27WzXAEGMuqbvma_-7fGav8fgtVM3ptkOCEU2wpkBtgJ5NJh4Gng72fJlew6NvsCfyEsTC2BrKxiAJlRJmgtM96WSBHxKYT_Mc2AxsW6n_NQoY12_NHmIugqDLWIJGleq1V/s1600-h/SDC10608.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkH05UYCgf-27WzXAEGMuqbvma_-7fGav8fgtVM3ptkOCEU2wpkBtgJ5NJh4Gng72fJlew6NvsCfyEsTC2BrKxiAJlRJmgtM96WSBHxKYT_Mc2AxsW6n_NQoY12_NHmIugqDLWIJGleq1V/s400/SDC10608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357074972598355042" border="0" /></a><br />All the boys had a blast in the sand!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0k5EJ6pi5RwkV0EqXk0WM_LxLpOy5b_vBvQFD-xZ9GmPa_o9GxeCJsR537KW0g_m-Cn7AiBVCfYkG0Nwzey68QrezKKF1fZbE01nCFwEN7-6Wu9boA3fxOyl2DtOZ4C3lTKKwbyN-Po4/s1600-h/SDC10618+-+Copy+%282%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0k5EJ6pi5RwkV0EqXk0WM_LxLpOy5b_vBvQFD-xZ9GmPa_o9GxeCJsR537KW0g_m-Cn7AiBVCfYkG0Nwzey68QrezKKF1fZbE01nCFwEN7-6Wu9boA3fxOyl2DtOZ4C3lTKKwbyN-Po4/s400/SDC10618+-+Copy+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357272687032697122" border="0" /></a><br />This is Carson while the tide was coming in. The other reason I like this beach is the water stays shallow for a long time. I went out waist deep to throw the stick for scout so she can swim instead of just walking out to get it.<br /></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-1636157761361957112009-07-09T23:22:00.000-07:002009-07-09T23:43:10.118-07:00No showing your privates<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRhQRnj8Twu-Bs0LNtUE6a7i4YzXEuQgKHo8k1AXTxgiRW4tFCjHxQfxUvHXZ9RR89tc12OUSkFFO6lQ38FOB7Kv0CamWt0MfKCiRykYUV_9KQUxr2dPyh0Wr_eEMQR_K63jO6K4vRKp4/s1600-h/IMGP1439.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGRhQRnj8Twu-Bs0LNtUE6a7i4YzXEuQgKHo8k1AXTxgiRW4tFCjHxQfxUvHXZ9RR89tc12OUSkFFO6lQ38FOB7Kv0CamWt0MfKCiRykYUV_9KQUxr2dPyh0Wr_eEMQR_K63jO6K4vRKp4/s400/IMGP1439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356714085227191778" border="0" /></a><br />So my silly Carson says some funny things. I put him in swimming here in Kodiak. Today was the last day of the session. Next session starts next week and Clayton is joining him. This posting in not about how great he is doing in swimming, that is for another time. This posting is about the funny things he says. Last week when the session started his teacher went over the rules everyday and had the kids help list them.<br /><br />Teacher : What are the rules of the pool?<br /><br />one kid says: no wearing socks in the pool<br /><br />another kid says: no running<br /><br />Carson says : no showing your privates <br /><br /><br />The next day the teacher gives a safety tip. Her tip is to look before you jump in the pool or in the lake or the ocean. <br /><br />Teacher says: You should look before you jump to make sure you don't jump on anyone or if there is a rock there...<br /><br />Carson says: Or an enenamy<br /><br />I thought he was funny!Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-70875546824317463022009-07-07T21:29:00.001-07:002009-07-07T22:22:46.469-07:00Tide-pool Beach<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmE5V9CC0wecHYgbVnfBqaIBXSY5OJurbF73WS3yR6j7FWS21YFQ0qEPzei8pb-BpyUbVyroGwLxSf3dkt6cLSGwal8uyjo2XnVztQT4lFVkNu1LxZsPz6mXdUEdqiKhKcUEO7gQvzEqf/s1600-h/IMGP1319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnmE5V9CC0wecHYgbVnfBqaIBXSY5OJurbF73WS3yR6j7FWS21YFQ0qEPzei8pb-BpyUbVyroGwLxSf3dkt6cLSGwal8uyjo2XnVztQT4lFVkNu1LxZsPz6mXdUEdqiKhKcUEO7gQvzEqf/s400/IMGP1319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949579716505010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhEIwQRUe1JtRHAu4rdGzNWllnFuOFN7hnQ8LJvHMa8Z6pIdXAWFyCWGpANCmIDzcHTxCbExjhAPS76TNG38DiY7Kuw7jpIpcZ60mX2HA4QWhp0TMNwhg3sYnxnTs9iDzY3pbKcjLGypU/s1600-h/IMGP1312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhEIwQRUe1JtRHAu4rdGzNWllnFuOFN7hnQ8LJvHMa8Z6pIdXAWFyCWGpANCmIDzcHTxCbExjhAPS76TNG38DiY7Kuw7jpIpcZ60mX2HA4QWhp0TMNwhg3sYnxnTs9iDzY3pbKcjLGypU/s400/IMGP1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949572182206322" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4nVIi9YA4oCD20jfpYPTAFt9b1iZ9zOKqIo2U9wHbrdZqPs-ed3eiJODZc-EkpfnbJnHlCG_dYbNfK-wwgwHCLBEeLKr9WEHTLOmNrGXe4wZAjCKFWAFqdQzY16V2mUCxhZuj-EHdxABX/s1600-h/IMGP1323.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4nVIi9YA4oCD20jfpYPTAFt9b1iZ9zOKqIo2U9wHbrdZqPs-ed3eiJODZc-EkpfnbJnHlCG_dYbNfK-wwgwHCLBEeLKr9WEHTLOmNrGXe4wZAjCKFWAFqdQzY16V2mUCxhZuj-EHdxABX/s400/IMGP1323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949559316186210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIY_VUW4D5uRAHPD5WTY2fOPb6asUZFPnzmNkOhQRkbP1_oCGjRrPYeDGeErXSnXVNgHTltFPo-93mr8jCL3CQVC14hkuMtT3Z6X_dItEWSQ4TeLYKChFn0DR7Yst_7eJOl-gQq3kSFIuq/s1600-h/IMGP1316.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIY_VUW4D5uRAHPD5WTY2fOPb6asUZFPnzmNkOhQRkbP1_oCGjRrPYeDGeErXSnXVNgHTltFPo-93mr8jCL3CQVC14hkuMtT3Z6X_dItEWSQ4TeLYKChFn0DR7Yst_7eJOl-gQq3kSFIuq/s400/IMGP1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949552560006546" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXQzAiyxkzrOsVIHT17Q5pPF70EUS9hv1ofX3sSOiHB7tHN847GerySr_dRf34s8QqoZQtr3VT3z1V5e4nqgx6hZUsVl3ukjyYRylfLp4O4e7TvnttJEcnSA6Ix_okAgglMFoFtoc10T4/s1600-h/IMGP1321.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHXQzAiyxkzrOsVIHT17Q5pPF70EUS9hv1ofX3sSOiHB7tHN847GerySr_dRf34s8QqoZQtr3VT3z1V5e4nqgx6hZUsVl3ukjyYRylfLp4O4e7TvnttJEcnSA6Ix_okAgglMFoFtoc10T4/s400/IMGP1321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355949566144267170" border="0" /></a><br />This is Mill Bay beach. We call it Tide-pool beach. It is about 2 minutes from the house. It is Carson's dream come true. All kinds of sea creatures get stuck in the tide-pools. The easiest creature to catch are the hermit crabs. Carson has a handful there next to him in the picture. So far none of them have pinched him. I am waiting for the day to say, "I told you they might pinch you." But we have been there several times and he has been safe from the pinches. The top pictures are from one of the first times we went there.<br /><br />The pictures below are from the last time we went there a few days ago. All the boys get into playing in the tide-pools, even Jackson. Carson found a crab, not a hermit crab, a crab crab. Anyway he was pretty excited. The dogs love going to the beaches too. Even little Bella is going in the water now! (When we first got here Bella ran away from the ocean. She acted so annoyed if her paw got wet.It was kind of funny.) Scout loves going to the beach and it wares her out, so I love having her go to the beach with us! <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyy4mbkJmWiQBKWO3jN0OBiBtUpACw1ZmgaDHbpbaUnUVZugK5GG06fpTx_nxDaM0Kh1zGkHeR4rk2hzGY8JaiokuIx6nVXV38Z0HnXpKcpKth6XaT32_tV4ynH7hPbpR4c92zRK8X8JnR/s1600-h/SDC10581.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyy4mbkJmWiQBKWO3jN0OBiBtUpACw1ZmgaDHbpbaUnUVZugK5GG06fpTx_nxDaM0Kh1zGkHeR4rk2hzGY8JaiokuIx6nVXV38Z0HnXpKcpKth6XaT32_tV4ynH7hPbpR4c92zRK8X8JnR/s400/SDC10581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355952837393717186" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bWrZkXaisJwElHA-qh3e7z7fTB7R4JxDBpF3-hng3rpQ9g0hLk_izeYUdCgmbuKVdPNkidUEY_-xOzm3kuAT_zcYA9DfbQjnMj3Z6XRO_sc8LGuj951Nj4oPg9GQJUFO1tdRbQ7Yk7qo/s1600-h/SDC10584.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2bWrZkXaisJwElHA-qh3e7z7fTB7R4JxDBpF3-hng3rpQ9g0hLk_izeYUdCgmbuKVdPNkidUEY_-xOzm3kuAT_zcYA9DfbQjnMj3Z6XRO_sc8LGuj951Nj4oPg9GQJUFO1tdRbQ7Yk7qo/s400/SDC10584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355952854598720578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0O1_B3-vnjx9DZYgg0tlkWAGoiNmqA5M1zWD_d107OHGDwutmpzXmHMeaKJe6Ht0l4WX1DFu6fzlYs9S2IxufHxyMWgmSfj2dq14FX06-bkbGr8b7YiWqUPA71LW_gTTSCssSy3TdPmrV/s1600-h/SDC10583.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0O1_B3-vnjx9DZYgg0tlkWAGoiNmqA5M1zWD_d107OHGDwutmpzXmHMeaKJe6Ht0l4WX1DFu6fzlYs9S2IxufHxyMWgmSfj2dq14FX06-bkbGr8b7YiWqUPA71LW_gTTSCssSy3TdPmrV/s400/SDC10583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355952845281083170" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8WoRIXVeoHYpr6M2Q3xCElWGW8WGlpnlAcOdyXSuJyT1JaE7y9PNALCevDlBS8pLGUsV6AXTDz6xfsYHS9nhwH7RcBPnicd4CnOCyIyk-7Jnc-xIX0xOYhfYqaPTlzbF-wDGpqkAPMTB2/s1600-h/SDC10577.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8WoRIXVeoHYpr6M2Q3xCElWGW8WGlpnlAcOdyXSuJyT1JaE7y9PNALCevDlBS8pLGUsV6AXTDz6xfsYHS9nhwH7RcBPnicd4CnOCyIyk-7Jnc-xIX0xOYhfYqaPTlzbF-wDGpqkAPMTB2/s400/SDC10577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355952859096567122" border="0" /></a>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-60271652389384821862009-07-06T21:01:00.000-07:002009-07-06T21:58:54.610-07:00Carson's Birthday!! July 3,2003<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFCkbm4tDZZIM-SbtoZOChKRobqWPnNwrRkpbEW0wvW_Fdf631hRAb1P0mjb4A7MsDJnwHyAlEK13-Fg2kcbbKeMKN9I1D3onp5EXD3zSXEsw-URbEWQtTvJZ_206vwZKMEZ0DoeX5uW7/s1600-h/SDC10587.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFFCkbm4tDZZIM-SbtoZOChKRobqWPnNwrRkpbEW0wvW_Fdf631hRAb1P0mjb4A7MsDJnwHyAlEK13-Fg2kcbbKeMKN9I1D3onp5EXD3zSXEsw-URbEWQtTvJZ_206vwZKMEZ0DoeX5uW7/s400/SDC10587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355564309722894018" border="0" /></a><br />What a great day!! It started of with blueberry waffles and sausage. While we were having breakfast Grandma Christensen called to make sure we let him open the gift she sent. He opened it while she was on the phone. He loved it!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdW8gIXC2TqhlMFMKLgdcJP8NHbwzjdLU4dAVQqM8Ru8Kwlnah9hJX5e1ITkdqisWvJ0zcpV7HDmOWIpBhheMunKuZNenAGLrkVBZTbbQkh2VgQ0AsysBPaYfoj4yMfPPJtmjUmgL5zSNg/s1600-h/SDC10595.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdW8gIXC2TqhlMFMKLgdcJP8NHbwzjdLU4dAVQqM8Ru8Kwlnah9hJX5e1ITkdqisWvJ0zcpV7HDmOWIpBhheMunKuZNenAGLrkVBZTbbQkh2VgQ0AsysBPaYfoj4yMfPPJtmjUmgL5zSNg/s400/SDC10595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355565568933780482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_vc5qydBYKe6si7rAUY7KYpSkxk4wxwa-fah1lRobcPPWXJ061Ulwisn1SCurI9J_2_kMUGYbFUAXRdo_DTrirXylZK4VvqjeuYll77uWMXxUOtOcrG4UcIZZpSmTuHJOW9feb6xmABL/s1600-h/SDC10588.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_vc5qydBYKe6si7rAUY7KYpSkxk4wxwa-fah1lRobcPPWXJ061Ulwisn1SCurI9J_2_kMUGYbFUAXRdo_DTrirXylZK4VvqjeuYll77uWMXxUOtOcrG4UcIZZpSmTuHJOW9feb6xmABL/s400/SDC10588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355566134057689538" border="0" /></a><br />Next Jeremy took him fishing, just Carson and Dad!! They hiked to a lake and spent the day fishing. He caught a little tiny fish. He was excited to show me.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMjNoU_d1gQSOYfBNiao-nGIhGrFKxYy9hpSVLzUSWeKG-wdqW1I2weE9HDRrnC5CPREIZUjBMVwEv_n0Xx6qGpDYwDEmYJyOMZmg5zktF0Mmyd-eXNt3ERhdNG7jSOxBDCdGoF_U8C6lE/s1600-h/IMGP1357.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMjNoU_d1gQSOYfBNiao-nGIhGrFKxYy9hpSVLzUSWeKG-wdqW1I2weE9HDRrnC5CPREIZUjBMVwEv_n0Xx6qGpDYwDEmYJyOMZmg5zktF0Mmyd-eXNt3ERhdNG7jSOxBDCdGoF_U8C6lE/s400/IMGP1357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355573439305783586" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqagH0sHLdJxLZuCbTzsNKryU1JUt43NIZOPg2wi6szor2NtRMYGT6Hkr7-ySckStFAc6KtYlk8N1SmgkhK0bTSEEUDeNwkQ5sUN69LH5TlnuZ8ZOKF3aAr15hIUxW9P_aooVl7WVIHCcb/s1600-h/IMGP1359.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqagH0sHLdJxLZuCbTzsNKryU1JUt43NIZOPg2wi6szor2NtRMYGT6Hkr7-ySckStFAc6KtYlk8N1SmgkhK0bTSEEUDeNwkQ5sUN69LH5TlnuZ8ZOKF3aAr15hIUxW9P_aooVl7WVIHCcb/s400/IMGP1359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355573452106281506" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlJXsB-suSCJrFq4IoQRn_kis5pWSWCrQYrKaWgr16W5G2rHAaAfcyo9gL3JvN_c7PII8lARxqNWPwLs28EjslgjidnAI6m-JwnkgOpsE5HceOuEvF8xYnJEXTnxUQ5RPeen0UaFNJcwt/s1600-h/IMGP1366.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtlJXsB-suSCJrFq4IoQRn_kis5pWSWCrQYrKaWgr16W5G2rHAaAfcyo9gL3JvN_c7PII8lARxqNWPwLs28EjslgjidnAI6m-JwnkgOpsE5HceOuEvF8xYnJEXTnxUQ5RPeen0UaFNJcwt/s400/IMGP1366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355573453483404530" border="0" /></a>While they were fishing Clayton and I decorated the house for Carson. We had fun spending the day together too. And Carson loved the decorations!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhipanPCPS0u-il633nqXDxW6Hcgu5xnnyDYNwcr98DlfFUBqlcpqI-GB6cyAfgmf-8RFzMlLBXZ8nzfiruSac1x9lXO4EzwBoQjUdtcrCrZ3gHrovMRVw9Eh8f5UeNl5N9JfAPyIgpRpU9/s1600-h/IMGP1373.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhipanPCPS0u-il633nqXDxW6Hcgu5xnnyDYNwcr98DlfFUBqlcpqI-GB6cyAfgmf-8RFzMlLBXZ8nzfiruSac1x9lXO4EzwBoQjUdtcrCrZ3gHrovMRVw9Eh8f5UeNl5N9JfAPyIgpRpU9/s400/IMGP1373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355575964991788130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7JYQOTbVRqtUNsKmdMuYKLq5gHHlxRwpeOrtRJF9PGBn17tV1cFCHQzJsvKcg56LNbVgS3ZsbxedA3ThlodC76H6mqH-9c9mwfrR21zdw2bKc4bJtTIWbpX9K3fLN7_0O4EsvZWpVSfdO/s1600-h/IMGP1380.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7JYQOTbVRqtUNsKmdMuYKLq5gHHlxRwpeOrtRJF9PGBn17tV1cFCHQzJsvKcg56LNbVgS3ZsbxedA3ThlodC76H6mqH-9c9mwfrR21zdw2bKc4bJtTIWbpX9K3fLN7_0O4EsvZWpVSfdO/s400/IMGP1380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355575963889814642" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5PBrhjbk7J0wpxsdTA5Fu_Yw_z1giYfpm5teLWAcZ9r_DCoP0AYP1MxZWA3V-uqk0BjhVGOteEx6L3jeaUFl3kL5mjMRTnB-OkuLx96Oe8MwtvnkhhJzWe8z16B0Xgby6pl8xgxnj-_8/s1600-h/IMGP1404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG5PBrhjbk7J0wpxsdTA5Fu_Yw_z1giYfpm5teLWAcZ9r_DCoP0AYP1MxZWA3V-uqk0BjhVGOteEx6L3jeaUFl3kL5mjMRTnB-OkuLx96Oe8MwtvnkhhJzWe8z16B0Xgby6pl8xgxnj-_8/s400/IMGP1404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355575976804787346" border="0" /></a><br /><br />When Carson and Jeremy got home from fishing Carson opened presents and cards, Then we had cake (that Clayton helped me decorate). After Cake we went to Sometimes Island and did fireworks!! When we got home from fireworks we had Carson's birthday dinner of popcorn shrimp and cris-cross fries, yummy! It was a fun day!!Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-54594381430692809552009-07-05T20:56:00.000-07:002009-07-05T21:13:27.606-07:00Levi and Jackson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjI-ot02Yo5rusfFKQHyecucQaGjwPLA2-sLxbZsbPlJnktXYG7vJKPQ4zYZjKqEM9ZUVbyL-XwHbnqzOv1vKIbD4KTUkGKpqpHN68rND5HuoDyvfohyhyphenhyphenQra2z2pN0meDuPZzgbAaN8v/s1600-h/SDC10527.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinjI-ot02Yo5rusfFKQHyecucQaGjwPLA2-sLxbZsbPlJnktXYG7vJKPQ4zYZjKqEM9ZUVbyL-XwHbnqzOv1vKIbD4KTUkGKpqpHN68rND5HuoDyvfohyhyphenhyphenQra2z2pN0meDuPZzgbAaN8v/s400/SDC10527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355193173491973570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jackson loves Levi!! He started saying Levi before he was saying his brothers names. In the morning Levi is the first person he asks for. Here they are at fossil beach covering Levi with sand. Jackson is happy as can be.Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-670565854583600562009-06-30T19:46:00.000-07:002009-06-30T20:18:37.305-07:00Fathers Day (sorry it took so long to post it)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNuc8XarbrAiaEtpjikg0iP_K1IXvpEoUVJ4KAxnKxGuKxiGzPXJTThrgvjvMawLXYRBhIqYZldmC3Qwe6KgNBogNqtcwIKVzlBTBFb6mgqfOtWuc_trzC6ND3QwMhBcPnIYRhL_rKWh-5/s1600-h/SDC10440.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321745584266898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNuc8XarbrAiaEtpjikg0iP_K1IXvpEoUVJ4KAxnKxGuKxiGzPXJTThrgvjvMawLXYRBhIqYZldmC3Qwe6KgNBogNqtcwIKVzlBTBFb6mgqfOtWuc_trzC6ND3QwMhBcPnIYRhL_rKWh-5/s320/SDC10440.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAZELF7mmfCvTUASpz7FPEYzVRCBIyksORfzQGlPNJ1xuAGECP-JtY65BVFpM8pitDA_6MIGeb2l_9LACtBjB312VFRL5ettdL2RxBfO4JFza5m5zZyX85JovE33FPf48RgTXBVZK7w-D/s1600-h/SDC10458.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321740028533698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAZELF7mmfCvTUASpz7FPEYzVRCBIyksORfzQGlPNJ1xuAGECP-JtY65BVFpM8pitDA_6MIGeb2l_9LACtBjB312VFRL5ettdL2RxBfO4JFza5m5zZyX85JovE33FPf48RgTXBVZK7w-D/s320/SDC10458.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzKiQwa5cvE4XTwEdL0DWZK8yIs0jGBUZYKtsHMxjC00g3JcNOvC8nL1vRCW4UNhgvZ0EfckEBGQBTrh9bG0GXmRtTldekEx_PyIjJqUnOG0YW_ae2qtA46e9BegbKkFjfUi4v5C9nygu3/s1600-h/SDC10426.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321733359663858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzKiQwa5cvE4XTwEdL0DWZK8yIs0jGBUZYKtsHMxjC00g3JcNOvC8nL1vRCW4UNhgvZ0EfckEBGQBTrh9bG0GXmRtTldekEx_PyIjJqUnOG0YW_ae2qtA46e9BegbKkFjfUi4v5C9nygu3/s320/SDC10426.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S2J-ZWA5FMa2WozI0CbvmHqXO1RP8f0V6806ZW_WRuZR9sF6fnoLSkMxeqEGT25FQgA0j8wtxQiH606dkdhZ-TEamWvU8Q7TNZru3i_Yh28db_aqBzdDGv5EbOx9Hx0o1xlOXP4PJfgj/s1600-h/SDC10417.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353321721328473762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0S2J-ZWA5FMa2WozI0CbvmHqXO1RP8f0V6806ZW_WRuZR9sF6fnoLSkMxeqEGT25FQgA0j8wtxQiH606dkdhZ-TEamWvU8Q7TNZru3i_Yh28db_aqBzdDGv5EbOx9Hx0o1xlOXP4PJfgj/s320/SDC10417.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Jeremy and I really like Kodiak!! It is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. I love that we are surrounded by the ocean. We take advantage of the beach often. For fathers day we spent the day at the beach and went four wheeling up and down the shore. So much fun and very relaxing too. Jeremy also got out his fishing pole for fun. It lasted about a minute. It kept getting caught on rock and then it broke. It was fun while it lasted. </div><div> </div><div>It was fun to spend time as a family. My boys are very lucky to have Jeremy as their father. He loves them so much and they know it!! I love Jeremy and am very happy to have him as the father to my children. Happy late fathers day, Jeremy. We love you!! </div></div></div></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-30933934240680085202009-06-02T09:57:00.001-07:002009-06-02T10:04:44.250-07:00More pictures of our trip down to Kodiak<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-iaX7LrAVCzvNc53UIubfqDi0MffAsQtCz4dJKeq2q3EyPCYTIR62cbuPIUksNrMc9d-Imy92hxfxpkXZAmV5HauwqWXbcalqoXX8BOfOQQjLWMCNgKZYAoEoToLDhzHKiE9CsMS2dCF/s1600-h/SDC10063.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777123370988242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn-iaX7LrAVCzvNc53UIubfqDi0MffAsQtCz4dJKeq2q3EyPCYTIR62cbuPIUksNrMc9d-Imy92hxfxpkXZAmV5HauwqWXbcalqoXX8BOfOQQjLWMCNgKZYAoEoToLDhzHKiE9CsMS2dCF/s320/SDC10063.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVPVorFd13sKENLgRnPNTZEz7Y05uP86N0mFhChwrElVT3Za9Vxbn3qFBGXpgH3NU-Ph2es44w5vtWxG4f3AvPpH2JIEBgdqJ7-fq7qaMt8t2F6ojtvy9sFmldicCUfDQ5tMTC5afeYHn8/s1600-h/SDC10051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777116492184882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVPVorFd13sKENLgRnPNTZEz7Y05uP86N0mFhChwrElVT3Za9Vxbn3qFBGXpgH3NU-Ph2es44w5vtWxG4f3AvPpH2JIEBgdqJ7-fq7qaMt8t2F6ojtvy9sFmldicCUfDQ5tMTC5afeYHn8/s320/SDC10051.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-N0rI8_1cKfXmwKB9aLmKB9gAewt3HeQwVtp_1wxiZ6-cBkHJ3l1cNX-GLTtiRF8Djtn4b0p-79uEhq-4-XlGC5VLPQRF2qXvClMqgDPB27OwzKY9fddSTXlzTm09cYwXaB9y0lGNMp8X/s1600-h/SDC10050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777115417231442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-N0rI8_1cKfXmwKB9aLmKB9gAewt3HeQwVtp_1wxiZ6-cBkHJ3l1cNX-GLTtiRF8Djtn4b0p-79uEhq-4-XlGC5VLPQRF2qXvClMqgDPB27OwzKY9fddSTXlzTm09cYwXaB9y0lGNMp8X/s320/SDC10050.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJd3vcbvsXgjd9uHG-enUolflhvDiuCEXVDBDolyC1WIIxrrj8Le3-RIUehuZIiHtxK1fXnqmFRg0yESmZRVcHOwFLb2zu8WG7U8jaqNGlQWSpAofZMWGXb77j9OOLcTw4fedFWhMCTO1/s1600-h/SDC10054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777107736708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAJd3vcbvsXgjd9uHG-enUolflhvDiuCEXVDBDolyC1WIIxrrj8Le3-RIUehuZIiHtxK1fXnqmFRg0yESmZRVcHOwFLb2zu8WG7U8jaqNGlQWSpAofZMWGXb77j9OOLcTw4fedFWhMCTO1/s320/SDC10054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjF91fleuN8wbTs8MU0aaYriVQMfdb7H1yk7ldlrXYC_6kFRdlQ2gE8WLNqGGYh_BEG6ik4Z_iZYGWprzpkfgBBjhFXQ7NeyqeRoR1UM6xFhwOH5yZcE6C1lfg5m9McCENGgcXF8xF59bu/s1600-h/IMGP1092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342777100823603458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjF91fleuN8wbTs8MU0aaYriVQMfdb7H1yk7ldlrXYC_6kFRdlQ2gE8WLNqGGYh_BEG6ik4Z_iZYGWprzpkfgBBjhFXQ7NeyqeRoR1UM6xFhwOH5yZcE6C1lfg5m9McCENGgcXF8xF59bu/s320/IMGP1092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-20785459244254334952009-06-02T09:24:00.000-07:002009-06-02T09:57:09.402-07:00The ride down to Kodiak<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq8NJF0VxE_SPryIvivqG3Qb0TWzhcM0_gzNbIz6uqqb5B2F2KlQTFYCHQcFpJVK1Bb1tKN3rzXeGimGLa9bq5VC6qo8HZw0NX25pae1o7ILXmayqQAf95pjal5cSstYJCrIq9VhOoZdbK/s1600-h/IMGP1093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342774930875400386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfM6Q_X3VkAeN4DfsdcfdNVdQsJLHkObO35FY_tsRbz93eO1wtoENFvXDFhsMLYexpCjUkEHgbo1ORFKWhC8Km-ZQfQxmVOgBTiVHSlimew3z59rBPmoLizqIS_T8nt40vHPmExdM0RoXK/s320/IMGP1079.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We made it to Kodiak in one piece. We left Wasilla around noon. We got to Homer at about 8pm. We had lots of stops on the way. The dogs and the kids needed to get out to stretch a lot! Jermy and I also needed to make stops of our own too. Costco, Jeremy had to stop at work to pick stuff up and I had a couple of stops for Scentsy. Anyway, the 6 hour drive turned into a 8 hour drive. When we finally got to the ferry office they had our info wrong so the kids and I waited in the car while Jeremy sorted everything out. 45 min. later we are in line to get on the ferry. The kids were so excited! They have been waiting so long to get on the big boat! So we board the ferry and get in our little tiny room. We all go for a walk around the ferry to check it out. By now it is about 10:30pm. My kids usually go to bed at 7pm. So this was super late! We finally get the kids settled down and ready for bed. No one got very much sleep that night. No matter what time Carson goes to bed he is up around 6am. That morning was no exception. We ate breakfast on the ferry and waited to get in to Kodiak. The ferry ride was about 13 hours. We got to the Kodiak house at about noon! 24 hour trip!! No wait 24 hour trip with 3 kid under the age of 5. It was exhausting, but also fun. Carson and Clayton were pretty good for the trip. Jackson was not bad either, he is just a baby who likes to scream in the car for most of the ride down to Homer. Here are some pictures of our trip.</div></div></div></div></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-80309295422609218842009-05-19T00:04:00.000-07:002009-05-19T00:16:46.670-07:00Poor Jackson<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyLITA6if5kqMX2JOluiK6V5MDZNdY4uG14jG1hntkOHA_p89ey1G0x2_gcowwjg145BZmVXPudtBDpnKF-SZfXtEclrQ-bOx4bMCQwa414W45V9poa1ryBOzQLDipMnw047B5pmc7CNA5/s1600-h/IMGP0910.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337428829330729826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyLITA6if5kqMX2JOluiK6V5MDZNdY4uG14jG1hntkOHA_p89ey1G0x2_gcowwjg145BZmVXPudtBDpnKF-SZfXtEclrQ-bOx4bMCQwa414W45V9poa1ryBOzQLDipMnw047B5pmc7CNA5/s320/IMGP0910.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHUxgAhqjCVPnrr-ca24os9Io-UNLYHfavQM2AZO9uFbXQigpwQBS1_Pg28TmKn9CUHrcD0tUPAc6eHMR4UfUC3uuRNub0bqvYTvCJ6SHSF3_KJiNDPqUG7LBb7h1aXv7t49hOYlnkeHYH/s1600-h/IMGP0897.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337428823268890690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHUxgAhqjCVPnrr-ca24os9Io-UNLYHfavQM2AZO9uFbXQigpwQBS1_Pg28TmKn9CUHrcD0tUPAc6eHMR4UfUC3uuRNub0bqvYTvCJ6SHSF3_KJiNDPqUG7LBb7h1aXv7t49hOYlnkeHYH/s320/IMGP0897.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtQuD2MxiqqxKmxd5wQ9K6pwBP07eqSEEAICOGwkXxs1k52UpjW2L0Zi6JhxGhNGCxFIP-5OC71U97g2JKRYHGUHHm57h8I_X8G-jc0BlqJ5-Z59fz5OZm9ew5WsX5F8s1wsyfmvohyphenhyphenQcZ/s1600-h/IMGP0867.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337428820387145682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtQuD2MxiqqxKmxd5wQ9K6pwBP07eqSEEAICOGwkXxs1k52UpjW2L0Zi6JhxGhNGCxFIP-5OC71U97g2JKRYHGUHHm57h8I_X8G-jc0BlqJ5-Z59fz5OZm9ew5WsX5F8s1wsyfmvohyphenhyphenQcZ/s320/IMGP0867.JPG" border="0" /></a> During Carson's play Jackson found something better to do. He was playing on the carts that they stack the chairs on. And having fun doing it. What a cheeser! The only nap that day was in the car on the way to Clayton's school. Once he was there he had a fun time. He loves playing outside. <br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-76086703625241112162009-05-18T23:49:00.000-07:002009-05-19T00:04:14.145-07:00Clayton's Last Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsQpLCdnjdO1o5j3luU2osgxiqhV9e4aEnskxVpZZOSEV-71Xbjh6vQLkxkrSD4xgtGohpV8Dut9DqsrRj0B5zOyOaY6jNOsi7lwcMfrpBu4crm6wALqak8gBwMP7boyEYVlcM1-HhEt4p/s1600-h/IMGP0914.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337424911244168114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsQpLCdnjdO1o5j3luU2osgxiqhV9e4aEnskxVpZZOSEV-71Xbjh6vQLkxkrSD4xgtGohpV8Dut9DqsrRj0B5zOyOaY6jNOsi7lwcMfrpBu4crm6wALqak8gBwMP7boyEYVlcM1-HhEt4p/s320/IMGP0914.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9us-NJj3KaEX2NA82rWJwPrtbPADKua5_83dhmCm6XA4DnnIUGbYZE80muj88NHOMDZ6pc865jdks6wjTJ55QvzbTLWeS9OH7Aa_xwTxeQNhjcl-u3W3mvqNv8VuO4TZfXgwQdETZWzF/s1600-h/IMGP0908.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337424906262101266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9us-NJj3KaEX2NA82rWJwPrtbPADKua5_83dhmCm6XA4DnnIUGbYZE80muj88NHOMDZ6pc865jdks6wjTJ55QvzbTLWeS9OH7Aa_xwTxeQNhjcl-u3W3mvqNv8VuO4TZfXgwQdETZWzF/s320/IMGP0908.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><ul><li><img class="gl_list_bullet" alt="Bulleted List" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_rrqkTMd2MlBhqjBVt1iFSx6F3muYVkSUxafROlaq38Ig9OrSd1hWjBBCgFKLKW4zOLmXhNbRFAXuz8E-5Nb4oXqj9op-LDPkQq5LHPq_fAii4_6LM0nD1EIclrwl2-s1fo6RhfLeU9MR/s1600-h/IMGP0903.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337424901909927426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_rrqkTMd2MlBhqjBVt1iFSx6F3muYVkSUxafROlaq38Ig9OrSd1hWjBBCgFKLKW4zOLmXhNbRFAXuz8E-5Nb4oXqj9op-LDPkQq5LHPq_fAii4_6LM0nD1EIclrwl2-s1fo6RhfLeU9MR/s320/IMGP0903.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is Clayton's last day of preschool and it was also family day. So we went straight from Carson's spring play to Clayton's school. Carson and Clayton had fun blowing bubbles. Clayton was excited to have his family at school with him. In both the other pictures he was dancing around being crazy. I asked him to hold still long enough to take a picture. I think it is taking everything in him to hold still for it. He is so silly.<br /><br /><div></div></li></ul></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-54823509325649209612009-05-18T23:35:00.001-07:002009-05-18T23:48:40.148-07:00Purple Cat, Puple Cat, What Do You See?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJR-qFJjHbAKqlUjyVSYSKTf0XVhVnJwFAgYhl8mrWexIvgcp8Ukexk6nBPFjOLUaZzhyphenhyphenpGPt-GU9EwQ6doz-mv2X78isZcVEs7e_ijZAqj26pmK89k_7DLAITIe9BC8gz_nTgMHloxGFV/s1600-h/IMGP0885.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421344507817426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJR-qFJjHbAKqlUjyVSYSKTf0XVhVnJwFAgYhl8mrWexIvgcp8Ukexk6nBPFjOLUaZzhyphenhyphenpGPt-GU9EwQ6doz-mv2X78isZcVEs7e_ijZAqj26pmK89k_7DLAITIe9BC8gz_nTgMHloxGFV/s320/IMGP0885.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgylH0bXx1CJvzmsUBqtS7u_41tVSiTcwYqh3BEM8vzxIP13aclt_BOug6KaVhCgNFXCOC07vsw_G7jL7-IaH86h5gkoVBaU0VZ9CemxeFeFki_x5KbyoxSWpCgqlKnzYaWEneJmVYoqB_/s1600-h/IMGP0871.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421345146319138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgylH0bXx1CJvzmsUBqtS7u_41tVSiTcwYqh3BEM8vzxIP13aclt_BOug6KaVhCgNFXCOC07vsw_G7jL7-IaH86h5gkoVBaU0VZ9CemxeFeFki_x5KbyoxSWpCgqlKnzYaWEneJmVYoqB_/s320/IMGP0871.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BmurlpmaTykWgxW4g9TZJF0mmS8SF5eeXIVokdQ6nPzk6mNQfNsscduDIaJuKij7gFBLcjgas-06xiG8lQutlgQXxxGDJK5Q2IdN-56OOyW2uq8RmM7oBgV5polagNEb8WyZ0vDIp971/s1600-h/IMGP0849.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421340539775362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BmurlpmaTykWgxW4g9TZJF0mmS8SF5eeXIVokdQ6nPzk6mNQfNsscduDIaJuKij7gFBLcjgas-06xiG8lQutlgQXxxGDJK5Q2IdN-56OOyW2uq8RmM7oBgV5polagNEb8WyZ0vDIp971/s320/IMGP0849.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Carson's</span> class doing their spring play. He was Purple Cat, and the cutest purple cat ever. It was fun to watch. The class says,"Purple Cat, Purple Cat, what do you see?" And his line was, "I see a white dog staring at me." WOW, he was amazing! I was so proud!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-21698247747079952662009-05-11T21:46:00.000-07:002009-05-11T22:59:58.193-07:00My Mothers DayMothers Day... Well, I love being a mother. My kiddos are super cute and Carson calls it "Happy Mudders Day". Both Carson and Clayton tell me that it is not Mothers Day, It is Happy Mothers Day. All though my mothers day was not the best day. My boys make me smile and I feel so thankful for them. Both Carson and Clayton planted me a "garden" for mothers day. They each planned a sunflower at school and call the one flower a garden. Carson made me a super cute card in class. We waited until the morning of mothers day to open it and read it together. The look on his face was the best present ever! He was so excited to read it to me. He was so dang cute! <br /><br />The reason my day was not the best... When Carson went out to the car to get the card he made me he accidentally locked the car doors with the keys inside the car. My uncle Craig came out and tried to pop the lock. That didn't work. I ended up calling a lock smith and $85 later I was able to get in the car. So we missed church. We were all ready for church when I realized the car was locked. I was a little sad about not going, but I got over it. My Sister in law, Jenn, stopped by on the way home from church to drop off the book they gave all the mothers at church. She also had the kids sign a card for me. So that made the keys locked in the car a little better. Thank you Jenn!<br /><br />The day ended with a BBQ at Summers house. It started at 6pm, witch is kind of late for my family. Baby Jackson normally goes to bed at 6 and the big boys go to bed at 7. But not last night. The BBQ was fun, but as the night went on the more tired I felt and the more I wished my kids were in bed. When we finally got home, I chucked the kids in bed and I fell fast asleep on the couch. An hour later I kind of woke up enough to get in bed myself. <br /><br />My mothers day was fine, like any other day. I worked, worked, and worked! I hope Jeremy is home next mothers day...Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-51869905811483870922009-04-25T22:42:00.000-07:002009-04-25T23:08:57.123-07:00Scentsy Customer Incentive Program<a href="https://www.scentsy.com/images/photo/scentsy_brick.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://www.scentsy.com/images/photo/scentsy_brick.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">I am starting a new customer incentive program. I am trying to grow my business, so I am asking friends and family if they know anyone who likes candles and might be interested in getting some Scentsy. <strong>I will give you 1 free bar</strong> (scent of your choice) for every 5 names you give me. I will call them and ask them if they have heard of Scentsy. I will also ask if they are interested in having a home party or a basket party. I appreciate your help. Please if you want to take advantage of this offer, please leave a comment or email me the names.</div><div align="center"><a href="mailto:rjchicken@hotmail.com">rjchicken@hotmail.com</a> </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.scentsy.com/renaechristensen">www.scentsy.com/renaechristensen</a></div><br /><div align="center"></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-33680105166451651892009-04-19T20:15:00.000-07:002009-04-19T21:16:23.991-07:00Count your many blessings, count them one by one.I am just sitting here thinking about my life and how lucky I am. When I was younger and kept a journal, every once in a while I would list everything I was grateful for. So here it goes. (not in any order)<br /><br />1. The Gospel<br /><br />2. My husband, Jeremy<br /><br />3. My kids, Carson, Clayton, and baby Jackson<br /><br />4. The rest of my family (mom and dad, brothers and sisters, in laws etc..) I have a lot of family! :)<br /><br />5. My house<br /><br />6. Car<br /><br />7. Cozy Bed (and it is very cozy!)<br /><br />8. clean water<br /><br />9. the bath tub<br /><br />10. food<br /><br />11. the gym<br /><br />12. diet Pepsi<br /><br />13. books<br /><br />14. T.V<br /><br />15. Alaska<br /><br />16. a comfy place to sit<br /><br />17. my body<br /><br />18. my health<br /><br />19. that women products are available<br /><br />20. chocolate candy<br /><br />21. the sky<br /><br />22. the sunshine<br /><br />23. Internet<br /><br />24. electricity<br /><br />25. the sound of the fan at night (it helps me sleep)<br /><br />26. music<br /><br />27. my dog Bella<br /><br />28. Jeremy's job<br /><br />29. Carson's school<br /><br />30. Clayton's school<br /><br />31. Friends<br /><br />32. make-up<br /><br />33. grass<br /><br />34. eye sight and all the beautiful things I can look at. (that is another list)<br /><br />35. oven and that I know how to use it<br /><br />36. home made bread (I know I already said food, but this needed to be listed separate)<br /><br />37. clothes<br /><br />38. shoes<br /><br />39. sunglasses<br /><br />40. Advil<br /><br />There is forty. There is much much more that I am grateful for, but I will stop listing for now. I challenge everyone to take a moment and make a list of things you are grateful for. When I list them it makes me feel good and smile when I realize how blessed I am. I have a good life!Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-3072404511700537232009-04-12T15:17:00.000-07:002009-04-12T15:36:24.212-07:00What kind of mom am I?1. How old were you when your first child was born?<br />almost 23<br /><br />2. What month and year was your youngest child born?<br />December 2007<br /><br />3. How did you feel when you first found out you were pregnant?<br />excited<br /><br />4. Who did you tell first?<br />Jeremy (my hubby)<br /><br />5. How many pounds did you gain during your first pregnancy?<br />a lot (65 pounds)<br /><br />6. What did you crave while you were pregnant?<br />fruit and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sandwiches</span><br /><br />7. Did you find out the gender of your first child? Why or why not?<br />yes, so i could prepare<br /><br />8. Did you have any complications during your pregnancy?<br />My hormone levels were a little off<br /><br />9. How much did your first child weigh?<br />9lbs 1oz<br /><br />10. Was your first child early, late, or on time?<br />8 days early<br /><br />11. What is the most difficult challenge or health issue that any of your children have faced?thankfully all have been healthy<br /><br />12. What's your favorite part of being a mom?<br />the unconditional love<br /><br />13. Do you think it's easier to be a mom or a dad?<br />I think the are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">different</span>. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">definitely</span> deal with the kids more, but he has the stress of providing for the family<br /><br />14. What is the best piece of advice you could give to someone who is about to have their first child?<br />sleep all you can, because you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">don't</span> after<br /><br />15. Did you always think you'd have kids?<br />yes<br /><br />16. What's been the biggest surprise about motherhood?<br />How funny my kids are and how much I enjoy them<br /><br />17. Are there things you miss about life before kids?<br />Sleep<br /><br />18. How many children do you have?<br />3<br /><br />19. Do you plan to have any more children?<br />maybe, but maybe not<br /><br />20. Who's the mom that you admire most?<br />My own.Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-34241729588189001942009-04-10T00:11:00.000-07:002009-04-11T15:50:44.346-07:00Who peed in the shoe box?<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;">Last Sunday Clayton came up the stairs with no pants on and he was saying, "I just got a little pee on my pants." So I asked him why was there pee on his pants. And he says, "Well, I had to pee in a little box." What little box? I asked him. I go down stairs with him and he pulls out a wet shoe box out of a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">cabinet</span>. At least he put his pee away. I told him not to pee in boxes anymore and to please walk up the stairs to the bathroom. I love my boys, but boys are gross!</span></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356055219330884417.post-46770729777696911252009-04-06T19:57:00.000-07:002009-04-08T13:20:14.577-07:00Sisters Or Sister In Laws?<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4s2Xy_YI0D0Nrxmq5H6_rd3ZtetsTtj87IiZwNLxGQ_4EdP5XaSS86-mCv3xCqK0HX8vUwvvntrnkL-Pj4LMG0GDmbgJ3t2wCQR6UE_WR71LIAowpX_g1JA57-myouHIwaYEItF74rgs/s1600-h/web.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815529450594482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4s2Xy_YI0D0Nrxmq5H6_rd3ZtetsTtj87IiZwNLxGQ_4EdP5XaSS86-mCv3xCqK0HX8vUwvvntrnkL-Pj4LMG0GDmbgJ3t2wCQR6UE_WR71LIAowpX_g1JA57-myouHIwaYEItF74rgs/s320/web.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-oeAGwE5NEG8b583mfHrnVorOhyphenhyphen6G74zJl8MB6Awe1AqgtBz0CvoBUk-2AzcN0_cqbctzXvA8LZzgwWUkWURceB7GLBeHvmSbXJmFDuWmQQ-NPNpe-cmgLrzspfcFCrBrp_yd1O1qHJM/s1600-h/jenn_and_renae%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321815526062248594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-oeAGwE5NEG8b583mfHrnVorOhyphenhyphen6G74zJl8MB6Awe1AqgtBz0CvoBUk-2AzcN0_cqbctzXvA8LZzgwWUkWURceB7GLBeHvmSbXJmFDuWmQQ-NPNpe-cmgLrzspfcFCrBrp_yd1O1qHJM/s320/jenn_and_renae%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a> I worked at Allen & Peterson a couple of weeks ago on a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wednesday</span> night for their <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pre</span>-grand opening. My brother in law is now managing that store and he asked me and others in the family to help out that night. Of course his wife, my sister in law, Jenn was there helping too. <span style="font-family:georgia;">A bunch of other people who worked there normally (I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">don't</span> know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">any ones</span> names) could not <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">believe</span> we were not sisters. She told them, "nope, just sister in laws." I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">don't</span> think they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">believed</span> her. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Actually</span>, everywhere we go people think we are sisters. I think people in the ward we live in still think we are sisters. </span><span style="font-family:georgia;">So, what do you think? Do we really look that much alike that we really could pass as sisters? We <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">don't</span> think so, although I would clam her as my real life sister <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">any day</span>.</span></div>Renaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00790406425991454599noreply@blogger.com5