tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73477100146970130102024-02-20T08:03:07.402-08:00Blonde is a Condition, not a Color...Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.comBlogger127125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-51689654891545439022009-05-03T11:34:00.001-07:002009-05-03T12:18:55.094-07:00Happy Birthday KevinToday is Kevin's 8<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> birthday!<br /><br />Kevin was due on May 13<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span>, which was Mother's Day in 2001. I was confident that my second child would be early like my first so when I was pregnant with Kevin (baby two), my goal was to make it past April 28<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>, the date of Uncle Kevin's wedding.<br /><br />On May 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">nd</span>, I took the last 2 hours of my work day and cleaned my <em>entire</em> office area then went to church. During church, baby, like every other church service got very wiggly but this time it hurt. It was very appropriate that once the preacher started preaching, I went into labor as I think it was the preaching that made baby move the most.<br /><br />We arrived at the hospital at 9:00 p.m. where grandma & grandpa, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">grammy</span>, Kyle and our friend Debbie sat with us until baby was born at 3:50 a.m. But when baby was born, he was a boy and we did not have a boy name ready as we just could not agree on a first name. The middle name (my father's name) had already been determined but not a fist name. It was 3:00 p.m. before baby was named Kevin Daniel. It was Chris' <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">baba</span> and I who picked the name. Don't get me wrong as Chris liked the name but we already had 1 Kevin in the family who we saw often and he thought it would be too confusing, well 8 years later there are 3 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kevins</span> and it's not that bad.<br /><br />Below is Kevin's hospital picture. He was 7 lbs, 6 oz and 21 inches long.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjguRp_aoUuRUtVaIvKSMd2KvXA3vqX25c-z3OIi9q04FsMfJ0jUj3z0MaZIR9M5cJZ6_0S8LY3ec2WNgFWy2hyQeyOlbK4NrjTw-B9XDRwoY95mM68ashXW6m8_bdnB211FPY4ri89A/s1600-h/IMGP6682.JPG"></a><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQ2GKzLJka0kb2Fgec3Kmx2QMJm3WqAh5sw8ZQkqbRAeHV06ZS5l9SPPBX0-XQvoNXHqdBV2z_vYckduLXCy0LGiSFnEnpaEWE_yGAv1fy9QUNugCJE9iJjYV51GVVkdESR5aV4yJDbY/s1600-h/Kevin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331671732537377890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBQ2GKzLJka0kb2Fgec3Kmx2QMJm3WqAh5sw8ZQkqbRAeHV06ZS5l9SPPBX0-XQvoNXHqdBV2z_vYckduLXCy0LGiSFnEnpaEWE_yGAv1fy9QUNugCJE9iJjYV51GVVkdESR5aV4yJDbY/s320/Kevin.jpg" border="0" /></a> Kevin looking out over the beach from Santa Monica pier on vacation last month.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331673583243012642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgniM9wratjXU1sY2mLvBFb2evlryRehyLA7Zj_GppodwRfYUFuNVZtCYmkrjWe8cnxXVELc_veZtiDg-hz7LV2k5GN7Ldm08qDezDda19BdP57cNZ6vlELoeVSqDgFfCpGcejiDsD7bKM/s320/IMGP7107.JPG" border="0" /></p>Happy Birthday Kevin. We love you Boo!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-90100770517336367282009-04-26T21:34:00.000-07:002009-04-26T21:49:51.512-07:00Kevin Dancing at California AdventureI will get more of the Disney pictures up along with the baseball pictures but here is Kevin on our third day goofing around. He was in a great mood.<br /><br /><object width="873" height="525"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/31NZOBSdCyM&hl=en&fs=1&hd=1&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/31NZOBSdCyM&hl=en&fs=1&hd=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="873" height="525"></embed></object>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-89726863551787999642009-03-29T21:39:00.000-07:002009-03-29T21:44:42.549-07:00Kyle at Player EvaluationsSo I am a little behind on the blogging so this one is actually from early February where Kyle went to his baseball player evaluations. All the coaches were there to make their notes for the upcoming draft.<br /><br />Kyle did a great job with his fielding and hitting.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg65hsTiM8Bb3SNSq_qXUHRDu9z5O3ULu9UyVeTRszHtKirdiEgKep9QWdOGYnyWAF1IeUjDCO4yfwJaQqRBC0r7Nl4qR6fFiiXn-Z-Zhk2tkBkP3HVnC2PQyMoH0oHzylVIPhZUKUIy7Q/s1600-h/P1010008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318836458605138898" 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/AVvXsEg65hsTiM8Bb3SNSq_qXUHRDu9z5O3ULu9UyVeTRszHtKirdiEgKep9QWdOGYnyWAF1IeUjDCO4yfwJaQqRBC0r7Nl4qR6fFiiXn-Z-Zhk2tkBkP3HVnC2PQyMoH0oHzylVIPhZUKUIy7Q/s320/P1010008.JPG" border="0" /></a>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-84950983533150959872009-03-29T21:35:00.001-07:002009-03-29T21:38:59.436-07:00Flat StanleyA couple of weeks ago, one of my nephews in Alaska had a school project where he needed pictures of Flat Stanley at different places. My brother scanned in Flat Stanley and we printed him out and took him with us for a couple of days. It was fun.<br /><br />This is our all time favorite server at Red Robin near our house. The boys think he rocks. He is great to the kids.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK2nxihPJGWc_B2kMt6AxYeDBzWOC4ePZ8XHVYhGQs01ZsGgUJFfoGlU9cZYjyRuAo8Thf-p9EXje6SU3r53KGg8l-5q4G3sn_3GgdxBs16naWF4KAU9UTYHYbV2bY0rOZeb6SsowhPV4/s1600-h/P1010018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318835056473371586" 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/AVvXsEiK2nxihPJGWc_B2kMt6AxYeDBzWOC4ePZ8XHVYhGQs01ZsGgUJFfoGlU9cZYjyRuAo8Thf-p9EXje6SU3r53KGg8l-5q4G3sn_3GgdxBs16naWF4KAU9UTYHYbV2bY0rOZeb6SsowhPV4/s320/P1010018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtEi9nVALv8V0ziAtqBHhkDmH0K4lMLlauxjyWEv2s75ybNCfeKGhxaXqXhh1oQCTIaV_X3qoAcXhi6YHaNv1B4ro6b5mJr51KwBOsplyHJxV3An4LZA9SdVcmOCY8NNCjtRvIuGAy6VI/s1600-h/P1010017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318835049421938994" 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/AVvXsEjtEi9nVALv8V0ziAtqBHhkDmH0K4lMLlauxjyWEv2s75ybNCfeKGhxaXqXhh1oQCTIaV_X3qoAcXhi6YHaNv1B4ro6b5mJr51KwBOsplyHJxV3An4LZA9SdVcmOCY8NNCjtRvIuGAy6VI/s320/P1010017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-78161617050704588852009-03-08T22:51:00.000-07:002009-03-08T23:00:05.638-07:00Playing at the ParkSo it's been a while since I blogged and I really need to catch up but here is a picture of the boys goofing around at the park today. We walked down and the boys played catch then went over to the playground. It was COLD and Kevin still did not wear a coat. He is just like his daddy, just does not get cold that easily.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpwDP8nV-FWt_PcW8VgXkvE2iSQrzbs-l0nUaKear8kH0WlyU0J1eBLtJH_DBGqpoBlcQFAm9l8brxkrI96TPxvTI60EqPwpXDqcC9GD7FavkJs5YIj7XGutrYZOdScvPbXZTI9sNC9A/s1600-h/Boys+at+Coulon+3.8.09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311061646367405938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhpwDP8nV-FWt_PcW8VgXkvE2iSQrzbs-l0nUaKear8kH0WlyU0J1eBLtJH_DBGqpoBlcQFAm9l8brxkrI96TPxvTI60EqPwpXDqcC9GD7FavkJs5YIj7XGutrYZOdScvPbXZTI9sNC9A/s320/Boys+at+Coulon+3.8.09.jpg" border="0" /></a>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-83210197664714921792009-02-14T23:09:00.000-08:002009-02-14T23:15:54.608-08:00Loving BrothersChris and I are both sitting at our computers and the boys are on the couch watching TV. I notice that they are a little quiet and look over and this is what I see. The boys are side by side on the couch sharing a blanket sleeping. Don't they look so cute?<br /><br />I love it when they are sleeping.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggF_aW68qsw-v0Hvepgj-aOViF56Kfg3WEBOtPu9BmekJtOF9wIdYa-Ll-MOWTYuLjDhnQnOWqnOGI2_vo8TeaY5VBDUvSNpiHYekR09xDS53nLHRgzyaoJtx2-nnmM7nUsJ_5XjWgbWE/s1600-h/P1010007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302918883098194002" 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/AVvXsEggF_aW68qsw-v0Hvepgj-aOViF56Kfg3WEBOtPu9BmekJtOF9wIdYa-Ll-MOWTYuLjDhnQnOWqnOGI2_vo8TeaY5VBDUvSNpiHYekR09xDS53nLHRgzyaoJtx2-nnmM7nUsJ_5XjWgbWE/s320/P1010007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-76888548021556186332009-01-24T16:22:00.000-08:002009-01-24T16:23:23.363-08:00Kyle's AwardYesterday Kyle received an award below from his school. Each quarter teachers nominate 10 students from each grade level for Character Traits Recognition and this quarter the traits were generosity, honesty, trustworthiness, patience. The school has a dessert where parents can attend and watch the child receive the award, Baba went with us. At the dessert reception they passed out programs and this was what was in it for Kyle. <br /><br /> Kyle – Awarded by Mr. Kitzman<br /> “Kyle sets very high standards for himself and he always demonstrates the type of dedication and character that will help him reach his ambitious goals. Honesty and trustworthiness are just two of his many attributes.”<br /><br />Way to go Kyle!!Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-33728168090791986842009-01-18T14:21:00.000-08:002009-01-18T14:46:30.543-08:00Christmas 2008I'm a little behind on the blogging so I thought I would play catch up. Christmas Day started out with breakfast at Baba's with the entire "H" clan except for those that don't live here. There were 35 of us from 85 year old to 3 months old. Chris' grandmother cooks breakfast with the help of his dad, Mark, for all us along with each family bringing a small something. Bacon, eggs, sausage links, hash browns, biscuits and sausage gravy, casseroles and rolls. It is great and we love to get together with the family.<br /><br />We then went over to my sister's house to have Christmas dinner. It snowed and snowed Christmas day so the older kids went outside and played in the snow and the adults played cards while dinner was cooking. We ate dinner and opened presents and had a great time.<br /><br />We finished our day by going to the movies (our family tradition) and my sister, brother-in-law and their girls joined us this year. All in all, we had a great day.<br /><br />My youngest nephew playing inside while the older kids played in the snow.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71s2Uj3LMwDpV0SSxrydm4V3xBlfl09QkmTs9b4V5-vyG4AXXHAstR_oOG0LlyrXa9_5XDFoj2Dh9lLMEMwyj4gFcE7RkUAMGz9Hby4sXMZpRK1gSTCSDCy5Pupyu3CvmIKPgQhXYQCs/s1600-h/IMGP5815.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292764307070989330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71s2Uj3LMwDpV0SSxrydm4V3xBlfl09QkmTs9b4V5-vyG4AXXHAstR_oOG0LlyrXa9_5XDFoj2Dh9lLMEMwyj4gFcE7RkUAMGz9Hby4sXMZpRK1gSTCSDCy5Pupyu3CvmIKPgQhXYQCs/s320/IMGP5815.JPG" border="0" /></a> The kids outside in the snow.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_lKFdghwbMlW2AwgetBPvbOhrAKuyGrgoAkGbkBduKYTQCgf4zfBk6wuTghsCElP_H1baFVdYsU4AsVbARN3EKFEtPbSEpVxr36uJonG9eArNkPqivC9dlvAU8OtE9hCaM1cl3t_0Fqs/s1600-h/IMGP5728.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292764297293195890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_lKFdghwbMlW2AwgetBPvbOhrAKuyGrgoAkGbkBduKYTQCgf4zfBk6wuTghsCElP_H1baFVdYsU4AsVbARN3EKFEtPbSEpVxr36uJonG9eArNkPqivC9dlvAU8OtE9hCaM1cl3t_0Fqs/s320/IMGP5728.JPG" border="0" /></a> And laying down in the snow. They had a blast.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXtmtiVmiAnUPTbIMVs9IT8Kse8OlcCTwtc9ux9N17ssuSXflPrHYix_mWm_ABNNAxLcUJ_AijUvulsM8Ud9TauOD-03QAqcj_8WPWveuKp-98V0nhnLx_wmKDrres16f06M2w9B-ASc/s1600-h/IMGP5731.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292764292605891458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXtmtiVmiAnUPTbIMVs9IT8Kse8OlcCTwtc9ux9N17ssuSXflPrHYix_mWm_ABNNAxLcUJ_AijUvulsM8Ud9TauOD-03QAqcj_8WPWveuKp-98V0nhnLx_wmKDrres16f06M2w9B-ASc/s320/IMGP5731.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-78506908148124211192008-12-26T19:37:00.000-08:002008-12-26T19:49:31.785-08:00Year in Review<span style="color:#993399;">Happy New Year!!!</span><br /><br />I’ve decided that in keeping with tradition, I will send out a New Year’s letter again this year. We have had a fun year with lots of exciting events. We hope that this letter finds you and your family doing well and having lots of fun.<br /><br />Kyle is now 12 years old and 5’3” tall. He started 6th grade at the middle school this year and adjusted quickly to the 6 different classes and teachers and was elected student council representative this year. When we went to his parent/teacher conferences all the teachers told us he was a great asset to their class. It was nice to hear he is doing well. Kyle continued with JBQ and did a good job. Kyle’s big highlight of the year was baseball. His team did VERY well this year and went to the district’s Tournament of Champions where they took 1st place. Kyle plays 3rd base, pitcher and once in a while, catcher. Kyle attended two different church camps this summer and had a blast making new friends and renewing old friendships.<br /><br />Kevin is 7 years old and 4’ 6” tall. He is in 2nd grade and loves reading and math, he does not like writing though. It takes too long but when he does sit down and writes, he has a vivid imagination. His teachers also commented on how nice and helpful he is in class. Kevin played “coach pitch” baseball which he enjoyed so much more than T-ball. He did a great job hitting the ball into the outfield and really enjoyed playing catcher whenever the coach would let him. Kevin also plays soccer in the fall and loves that too. He plays goalie half the game and then plays in the field the second half. All his baseball experience pays off on the soccer field as he can throw the ball over half the field as goalie. Kevin is continuing with Scouts is now a Wolf and enjoyed Scout Day Camp this past summer.<br /><br />In April, Chris and Wendy flew to Dallas, Texas for vacation. Wendy just could not handle the rain anymore and wanted sun and warmth. We were able to catch up with old friends from church who had moved down the year before, meet new friends from Wendy’s work whom she had only spoken to over the past 15 years, visit with cousin Angie who we had not seen in about 15 years and just drive around the Dallas/Fort Worth area just playing tourist.<br /><br />In July the entire family went to Palmer (near Wasilla), Alaska to visit Wendy’s brother, Paul and his family. We had so much fun and it was great seeing all five, yes five, of our nieces and nephews. We watched baseball practices, soccer games, mined at Hatcher’s Pass, drove to Seward in the rain, watched the candy parade in Eagle River, watched fireworks at midnight from the Wal-Mart and just hung out together as a family. This is also where Chris damaged his knee taking pictures of a moose, which resulted in surgery in September.<br /><br />August brought the annua family camping trip. This year we went to Lake Wenatchee thinking for sure we would not have rain but warm sun for the week. We were wrong; it rained for two of the days. There were between 24-28 of us on a given day and we had lots of fun. The boys loved riding their bikes, playing at the lake, playing at the playground, making s’mores (Kyle is a professional) and just hanging out as a family.<br /><br />Chris is in his 5th year as a radio personality on KVI on Sunday afternoons and is still having a blast as a “techie” with his business. He is continuing with the photography hobby and had one of his photos included in Pentax Photo Gallery in the Premier section. <br /><br />Wendy is still at 7-Eleven working with facilities and construction. She continues to serve with Cub Scouts and added the Little League board to her list of things to do. She is also involved in planning her 20 year high-school reunion. She is an avid sports fan and supports her boys by cheering loudly at all their games.<br /><br />We love keeping in touch so drop us a line when you have a chance. Make 2009 a great year!!<br /><br />Chris, Wendy, Kyle and Kevin<br /><br />If you click on the picture it will get bigger and you can see the wonderful collage I was able to make.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRXcMrFSDtTU0T0tCxhhdx-HcWtinvXtZWRVnSljWQg_xXilMVufqHrZm7UTPz0RqoXoKfTpDrIQVyLOIJEkiUF2H9KPSNll6y7Urv-O0Ekvh-bvkRCVxic3zug1co-NL9Lruh4kxKXo/s1600-h/2008+in+Review4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284309947047258338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRXcMrFSDtTU0T0tCxhhdx-HcWtinvXtZWRVnSljWQg_xXilMVufqHrZm7UTPz0RqoXoKfTpDrIQVyLOIJEkiUF2H9KPSNll6y7Urv-O0Ekvh-bvkRCVxic3zug1co-NL9Lruh4kxKXo/s320/2008+in+Review4.jpg" border="0" /></a>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-8655221889300700742008-12-21T23:16:00.000-08:002008-12-22T18:07:16.688-08:00Happy Anniversary - 17 Years17 years ago today, Chris and I were married. We had an evening wedding with lots of friends and family.<br /><br />17 reasons I love my hubby...<br />1. He loves me.<br />2. He loves the boys.<br />3. He will drive out of his way to make sure his 85 year old grandmother is okay.<br />4. He takes awesome pictures.<br />5. He loves taking us on vacation.<br />6. He will go camping in the tent with the family.<br />7. He puts up with my whims.<br />8. He lets me go on girlfriend weekends.<br />9. He makes a mean prime rib.<br />10. He can drive in the snow.<br />11. He can fix my computer when it breaks.<br />12. He has a radio show on KVI.<br />13. He also loves the movie Down Periscope and laughs at the fart scene every time.<br />14. He has a huge extended family and loves to get together with them.<br />15. He loves football.<br />16. He's a Huskie fan.<br />17. Oh did I mention, he loves me!<br /><br />Our wedding picture taken December 21, 1991.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2hjDL35d9kH2A-QBJQZPtOJIdm2zLD1eAaI0LLy7TYU6K-NlCRGtMZRsFWeIRAj6-GH4bmY0fdSfHfLYuh0J5pbBaWhZeZm-ZVcgi54LDw6y4SYt_XPUyffZ1-fYkIR-AW5uJn90ZqE/s1600-h/Wedding+Photo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510564778041090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd2hjDL35d9kH2A-QBJQZPtOJIdm2zLD1eAaI0LLy7TYU6K-NlCRGtMZRsFWeIRAj6-GH4bmY0fdSfHfLYuh0J5pbBaWhZeZm-ZVcgi54LDw6y4SYt_XPUyffZ1-fYkIR-AW5uJn90ZqE/s320/Wedding+Photo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-84992729426649291142008-12-21T22:54:00.000-08:002008-12-21T23:13:24.828-08:00Family Photo 2008Here is our family photo taken at the park across the street. Chris took it. Don't we all look so cute. We were freezing as it was about 23 degrees out and we were standing in the snow but we knew it would be a cute photo.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1Td_X7wXWdJETTHymGWy3I2W7Ad-f_BcPjK4XZ9J9KnM1oxvWy3SuRjgxSFwjVcFc3r9eMLSSKrjHGAKyATk1dqLnHrAFpWky1PSKgrtA-6zDDgYqs1Uv1_8IZQXYmOtMOY8L903RXU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Family+Picture+2008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282505836799709618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1Td_X7wXWdJETTHymGWy3I2W7Ad-f_BcPjK4XZ9J9KnM1oxvWy3SuRjgxSFwjVcFc3r9eMLSSKrjHGAKyATk1dqLnHrAFpWky1PSKgrtA-6zDDgYqs1Uv1_8IZQXYmOtMOY8L903RXU/s320/Copy+of+Family+Picture+2008.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Kyle and Kevin. Kyle had to have his signature baseball hat on and Kevin loves those antlers (they play music) but we only let him wear them at Christmas time.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBCkMjRXbJKybnf0jOpykVk22Ov6Kjotkx-mWt_XuXVFtSx6uuIEyqOOsGEP3rD5OD47j5anRHK-hcOYWFS_Whej0Rz0UjrdrmPrAubnTIC3LRQDNefKxztVDY4VE7eipnzGGg4pcizhE/s1600-h/Boys+in+the+Snow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282505832792935250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBCkMjRXbJKybnf0jOpykVk22Ov6Kjotkx-mWt_XuXVFtSx6uuIEyqOOsGEP3rD5OD47j5anRHK-hcOYWFS_Whej0Rz0UjrdrmPrAubnTIC3LRQDNefKxztVDY4VE7eipnzGGg4pcizhE/s320/Boys+in+the+Snow.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-62546766669098627212008-12-21T22:26:00.000-08:002008-12-21T22:32:42.635-08:00Winter Snow 2008Okay so it's been snowing and snowing and snowing for a week. But most of the snow fell between Friday and today about 10 inches at our home and more in other areas. School was closed Thursday and Friday and it's a good thing it's Winter Break or the boys would not have school again tomorrow and probably the next day.<br /><br />Here are the boys at their grandparents house playing around.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiucRTvpZ5X8-ja-aGM0_zhYFDRRnnhhYB3F1JcGwKqbZlHyiXVptE9XATi48q9q-jR1zykKw2stRrc5qp7CCU0OtKk2Fj6V4gYOVHcmCyPMAU-rUi4bnu1ZC4k1c3pHYW7DE9vHeb3szE/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282497596839400146" 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/AVvXsEiucRTvpZ5X8-ja-aGM0_zhYFDRRnnhhYB3F1JcGwKqbZlHyiXVptE9XATi48q9q-jR1zykKw2stRrc5qp7CCU0OtKk2Fj6V4gYOVHcmCyPMAU-rUi4bnu1ZC4k1c3pHYW7DE9vHeb3szE/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kyle surfing down the hill at the school.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2XpGWNQpfEYgnRu-eHCL_hRKJI31OtH1JwjrluW1iaEAy9NehD9vO2cCuMxg5AFPfiSZRdNRv03VfXdcGNuD-ppo5fAEwd1h1c7zZ1CQ9J7G9xy8LhoJGjn7Lo-DVR-vnFLUbTbT9tc/s1600-h/DSC00033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282497590988563842" 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/AVvXsEiI2XpGWNQpfEYgnRu-eHCL_hRKJI31OtH1JwjrluW1iaEAy9NehD9vO2cCuMxg5AFPfiSZRdNRv03VfXdcGNuD-ppo5fAEwd1h1c7zZ1CQ9J7G9xy8LhoJGjn7Lo-DVR-vnFLUbTbT9tc/s320/DSC00033.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kevin sledding down the hill.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1lcMqWauwnG6USLzqBdfRAkj11BZDm2f8l_kQ2YDb3YhEfLKk8MLdY65K9qAt9Et8WBsEkrZAak15OeE4OYL-rqaCrS9vRJIOlzOORqL7m0gkGjz_GJLnH8DLOEvyCJu7RnnFxc7_Kd4/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282497573820388706" 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/AVvXsEg1lcMqWauwnG6USLzqBdfRAkj11BZDm2f8l_kQ2YDb3YhEfLKk8MLdY65K9qAt9Et8WBsEkrZAak15OeE4OYL-rqaCrS9vRJIOlzOORqL7m0gkGjz_GJLnH8DLOEvyCJu7RnnFxc7_Kd4/s320/DSC00025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-21681056937865613692008-12-19T21:57:00.001-08:002008-12-19T22:04:49.673-08:00Scouts Singing at the Retirement HomeOn Saturday, Kevin's scout pack went singing at the local retirement home. We had lots of fun.<br /><br />We had a pretty good group. After we sang, our cubmaster read the story, "Night Before Christmas". Don't you just love Kevin's look.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieZYjguP0zrJHT31LGx9lUQ19wpAimg0EGHZI7A_truO2tY3LNaTT5QmNIymKvYOvSdRTu9ztpAXHrYrvpAjINU-WkAqmahrPLEYDb57vaOexuem9YX55GHFO4chmkxtKkVfHtbnjkxbk/s1600-h/P1000928.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281747838537234050" 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/AVvXsEieZYjguP0zrJHT31LGx9lUQ19wpAimg0EGHZI7A_truO2tY3LNaTT5QmNIymKvYOvSdRTu9ztpAXHrYrvpAjINU-WkAqmahrPLEYDb57vaOexuem9YX55GHFO4chmkxtKkVfHtbnjkxbk/s320/P1000928.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here are the boys, Kevin has the reindeer antlers in the back.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCt9lpF-kmdAPbxjSFxAJdKs4GMVm9SrgEEC3Sc3tcdtquSvl_iMZWgoNhgYJzda6_wC1ghyPlc-Jtyg7K5Z4GX7V7RySPO1kIPC8HQgS4wGM5VZB3ncTanwYwrEhnV0SbBIa6Wnjb8LA/s1600-h/P1000929.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281747832971533202" 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/AVvXsEhCt9lpF-kmdAPbxjSFxAJdKs4GMVm9SrgEEC3Sc3tcdtquSvl_iMZWgoNhgYJzda6_wC1ghyPlc-Jtyg7K5Z4GX7V7RySPO1kIPC8HQgS4wGM5VZB3ncTanwYwrEhnV0SbBIa6Wnjb8LA/s320/P1000929.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-46569508604142262182008-12-19T21:47:00.001-08:002008-12-21T19:22:25.011-08:00Christmas Production at Church - My DateI'm a little behind on my blogging....<br /><br />On Saturday, December 13th Kyle and I went on our "date" to watch the Christmas production at our church called "Joy to the Children" a story about George Muller from Bristol Downs, England in 1841. Mr. Muller founded the New Orphan House of Bristol. He relied entirely on God to meet his needs and over his 60+ years of meeting the needs of thousands of orphans, God provided over $7,500,000. It was such a cool story and a wonderful production.<br /><br />Chris and Kevin really do not care for musicals so Kyle agreed to be my date and go with me.<br /><br />Here we are with all the dancing toys. Our friend Abigail is the doll behind me.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hAlqQ_tMfTq_hyphenhyphenQrJRX1CAtYaLgWNkq2nGYYNddTzfWUFAwmqu5XBLqMNNbqR1l4-ebKV816D9ghkKtl8nX_WnSoLlGclqalm_rkz3JNgp-AKfD9LC5526Cspf8zTVmO6YNKMUYMKqo/s1600-h/img071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281745312404341378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hAlqQ_tMfTq_hyphenhyphenQrJRX1CAtYaLgWNkq2nGYYNddTzfWUFAwmqu5XBLqMNNbqR1l4-ebKV816D9ghkKtl8nX_WnSoLlGclqalm_rkz3JNgp-AKfD9LC5526Cspf8zTVmO6YNKMUYMKqo/s320/img071.jpg" border="0" /></a> This one I took of ourselves in our seats waiting for the show to start.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6nXmIch6ej6EgnQnDUMg0Q8URmuZrGtEinsqGP3DG0HbsfFlNKvO0iueumrTu6WEzSA8A2vNDKMm6tHUSIjrak-IUvQSSovd4mpj57bvIE8mPSMNIFBYEkBQkPGXA0xWZ4W1Rz9DbDLI/s1600-h/P1000931.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281745308980461826" 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/AVvXsEh6nXmIch6ej6EgnQnDUMg0Q8URmuZrGtEinsqGP3DG0HbsfFlNKvO0iueumrTu6WEzSA8A2vNDKMm6tHUSIjrak-IUvQSSovd4mpj57bvIE8mPSMNIFBYEkBQkPGXA0xWZ4W1Rz9DbDLI/s320/P1000931.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-20729872996889083722008-12-08T20:57:00.000-08:002008-12-08T21:00:35.386-08:00Happy Birthday To Me!Today is my birthday and the boys made me a cake. We had <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ezell's</span> chicken and chocolate cake at grandma and grandpa's house.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxwTCAEPnINwnDaXYpdbANOju86ADYe9kbPoQbaujQR5uBo6e-vIwIXj_1BIStJBUfdMOrU-yNvW8nJpi0ZLzEvkyYq-8SEL3EDJiWRrDO45PLiv0SIRZRF3PWJkhiaDLtmlGn9nZAwyA/s1600-h/P1000942.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650431988818354" 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/AVvXsEjxwTCAEPnINwnDaXYpdbANOju86ADYe9kbPoQbaujQR5uBo6e-vIwIXj_1BIStJBUfdMOrU-yNvW8nJpi0ZLzEvkyYq-8SEL3EDJiWRrDO45PLiv0SIRZRF3PWJkhiaDLtmlGn9nZAwyA/s320/P1000942.JPG" border="0" /></a> My cake made by my boys.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS1-1kT4Mzg4kThyyDowT_x0f8_5KNz3OFnB5H3GuUEJDQwJCLgZWDvqNHinJCuSKW_8zKbyKEB2bNn6MKJu1mxd-bqZen_CIZjccxcvSK_k5JUPveJbu-7ZjEv11WAEoXmb-NS5Y1wDg/s1600-h/P1000934.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650424376781042" 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/AVvXsEiS1-1kT4Mzg4kThyyDowT_x0f8_5KNz3OFnB5H3GuUEJDQwJCLgZWDvqNHinJCuSKW_8zKbyKEB2bNn6MKJu1mxd-bqZen_CIZjccxcvSK_k5JUPveJbu-7ZjEv11WAEoXmb-NS5Y1wDg/s320/P1000934.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-16619155194846543892008-12-01T21:39:00.000-08:002008-12-01T21:46:53.959-08:00Thanksgiving Weekend - Saturday DinnerSaturday we had dinner at my parents house with my sister's family. Chris made the stuffing and cooked the turkey at their house and we all just hung around watching football and talking.<br /><br />My nieces arrived about 3:00 and the boys and girls played until my sister, brother-in-law and nephew arrived for food at 5:00. My sister made the bread. It is sooo goooood.<br /><br />Here's a picture of my parents after dinner.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclfnKgQT-fKSW-v_wFTpqqOcZ8ue61ypjjknQVHZdHKqoHJg68T7tI9qA4QuarKrqWAdoxhzgSix4GLMhMPVKRBOIgfSax6QOS9Y3a7x1sKgRLrKys9DtFZDKqw2Ja8Nf0XhYQuObyTM/s1600-h/IMGP5351.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275063807845902578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclfnKgQT-fKSW-v_wFTpqqOcZ8ue61ypjjknQVHZdHKqoHJg68T7tI9qA4QuarKrqWAdoxhzgSix4GLMhMPVKRBOIgfSax6QOS9Y3a7x1sKgRLrKys9DtFZDKqw2Ja8Nf0XhYQuObyTM/s320/IMGP5351.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-82234004606698334972008-11-30T14:06:00.000-08:002008-11-30T14:18:07.509-08:00Thanksgiving WeekendWe had Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday at Uncle Kevin's and Aunt Kelli's this year. We made the rolls, fruit salad and fudge, Kelli's son Ryan made the green bean casserole and Kelli made the rest. It was great food. <div><br /><div></div><div>We arrived early enough to watch the Seahawks vs. Cowboys game and have the kids play, play, play. We had dinner then stayed after to watch a movie. We watched Ironman, and it was great. It even kept all 4 kids interested, even Kimber who is 2 but then again, if her Kyle is sitting next to her, she is happy.</div><div> </div><div>I paused the movie to take this picture. Can you see how happy Kimber is to sit next to Kyle? And how unhappy the boys are that I stopped the show.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274577308648178242" 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/AVvXsEiwTVO3tC1cbjskgL01L_U25kOTfbbQbopSN1HqiLS0O80YdlV_CRKLAGx4U_YC2jWYe4nqP7mmC3Bqsr7nTGHI73_vaZjDPw7B2cguTHTF-lfKTDAAQRG6fhMBbfQSypH7KeR5oRQlcqU/s320/P1000892.JPG" border="0" />Here are the adults relaxing after eating all that food.</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274577304270936066" 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/AVvXsEjFSjc8fok-UlZkn-SYHeYBcdEHJ5X_CcfA8trCt3YX7TUaK9MidrG-SHV5WZ-XCvRVBQ4aMpJ_6RezM1m74QEoRqfso8o0DYaPceRzA5QBENF932wQhbWP-XrhQSF6RnzR4DGj4KA5f6g/s320/P1000889.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-34241002845720780702008-11-26T21:24:00.000-08:002008-11-26T21:37:24.076-08:00Tagged....I was tagged by Kelli at<a href="http://all-k-names.blogspot.com/">...All-K-names.........</a>:<br /><br /><em>8 Shows I Watch: (not in any favorite order)</em><br />1. CSI New York<br />2. The Big Bang Theory<br />3. Greys Anatomy<br />4. CSI Miami<br />5. Dancing with the Stars<br />6. How I Met Your Mother<br />7. Two and a Half Men<br />8. NCIS<br /><br /><em>8 Things that Happened Yesterday:</em><br />1. Took a shower<br />2. Worked<br />3. Ate breakfast, lunch and dinner<br />4. Went to Kyle's parent/teacher conference<br />5. Played on Facebook<br />6. Watched NCIS<br />7. Took Kevin to school<br />8. Made my shopping list<br /><br /><em>8 Places I Like to Eat: (not in any favorite order)<br /></em>1. Fin n Bone<br />2. Jack's Bar & Grill<br />3. Torero's<br />4. Romio's<br />5. Ipanema Brazilian Grill<br />6. The Cheesecake Factory<br />7. Red Robin<br />8. Zeke's Pizza<br /><br /><em>8 Things I Look Forward to: (not in any favorite order</em>)<br />1. Thanksgiving<br />2. Christmas<br />3. The day after thanksgiving (shopping)<br />4. A clean house<br />5. Vacation in the sun<br />6. Going on a cruise (someday)<br />7. Going on vacation with my husband<br />8. Buying a house<br /><br /><em>8 Things on my Wish List: (not in any favorite order)</em><br />1. Healthy family<br />2. New car<br />3. Clean house<br />4. Clean car<br />5. Loose weight<br />6. House<br />7. Couch<br />8. Promotion at work<br /><br /><em>I tag:<br /></em>1. Carrie B<br />2. Tiresa D<br /><br />Have funWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-20326603381674608522008-11-16T14:57:00.000-08:002008-11-16T16:20:47.961-08:00Happy Birthday PaulToday is my "little" brother, Paul's birthday. I am very proud of him. He is the associate pastor at his church in Wasilla, Alaska. He is married to a very wonderful woman and has five, yes five, great kids. Each of them with their unique personalities and a lot of fun.<br /><br />Here is Paul at 4 years old. It was taken in 1978. Wasn't he cute.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinkuGFmpqXHyFUP_pR75FXH5br_Bfs6odpAAIeZx2Qp8n49yGfK8harTqEJr8nSmgij9eoMwfGCAW9fCwhWVhVE3GEMNW1BNq6TpcNe6OmHf7zAGf6I2XFngjS9N1XUgCkiaBv0BEi7iU/s1600-h/img041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410622749022914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinkuGFmpqXHyFUP_pR75FXH5br_Bfs6odpAAIeZx2Qp8n49yGfK8harTqEJr8nSmgij9eoMwfGCAW9fCwhWVhVE3GEMNW1BNq6TpcNe6OmHf7zAGf6I2XFngjS9N1XUgCkiaBv0BEi7iU/s320/img041.jpg" border="0" /></a> Paul and my nephew Issac flew down from Alaska for my parent's 60th birthday party in 2006. <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcfPeNDAoSjD8HIN47YT_HtPBI1qsRJ49E83zcN-c66rEmk1v6GzbNqmoqFwPWPl5zNZTnU6xVTTc2yJkS_APH-YkGxLRXIPUwYaC4qQciNYeNLUAZjYF1Zak0vp1iRVmke8lWaTg-Ylw/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269410612421465858" 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/AVvXsEjcfPeNDAoSjD8HIN47YT_HtPBI1qsRJ49E83zcN-c66rEmk1v6GzbNqmoqFwPWPl5zNZTnU6xVTTc2yJkS_APH-YkGxLRXIPUwYaC4qQciNYeNLUAZjYF1Zak0vp1iRVmke8lWaTg-Ylw/s320/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Paul and I with Anchorage in the background from our family's last visit in June 2008.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269411852559271762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ivPkKy3cb7PXEW8lvArgeXRHVK7DQWdwaYHWtdv57pJS6CddrgxedACraR_aHLDrVcz5tYjVqANYKrpVNnwn74rCxKU-iAYIIVOf_i36_VKeSQ9RTPmngc71TgE1zyH_trb5kzH63pc/s320/IMGP2013.JPG" border="0" />I started this saying it was my little brother's birthday. He is only little by age, as you can see that he is much taller than me and has been since he was 16.</div><div> </div><div>Happy birthday, bro. Hope it is a great one. Love ya!!</div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-36945522420977505802008-11-11T21:23:00.001-08:002008-11-11T21:30:20.309-08:00Kevin's Last Soccer Game 2008Saturday was Kevin's last game and soccer party. Kevin had a fun time this season and the boys on the team were a blast to play with.<br /><div></div><br /><div>Kevin with his trophy.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsM4NDzSNb-4TIGGmyx7BfEiriIkZvSZB-LOqzXmpDtfUt8yUM6I5gZJ0OGv-J36l_e4IFYxcDhvdsdgDLNlMv5nG0tGAQCFr0J9NiGAWY_NSCXq_YWtGDKNgzBoKKyCshdnS433mUJ8/s1600-h/IMGP5140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267638146833818114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsM4NDzSNb-4TIGGmyx7BfEiriIkZvSZB-LOqzXmpDtfUt8yUM6I5gZJ0OGv-J36l_e4IFYxcDhvdsdgDLNlMv5nG0tGAQCFr0J9NiGAWY_NSCXq_YWtGDKNgzBoKKyCshdnS433mUJ8/s320/IMGP5140.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kevin and his goofy look for daddy.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivYr9T_b_vcgO73VAKTQ8WuqvkqvBFs3J8wEClCbmX5uTTZSic7R6_5-8bLH1vwhLyns5Izm9d1EeSl0Ep6xtyV1MXceSEhjn05rhSZh8RGZ8XvF42rqBcd2m1VBGCxLpz0mOSI1_lVoE/s1600-h/IMGP5055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267638139049967218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivYr9T_b_vcgO73VAKTQ8WuqvkqvBFs3J8wEClCbmX5uTTZSic7R6_5-8bLH1vwhLyns5Izm9d1EeSl0Ep6xtyV1MXceSEhjn05rhSZh8RGZ8XvF42rqBcd2m1VBGCxLpz0mOSI1_lVoE/s320/IMGP5055.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kevin scoring the last goal of the game, of the season.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOfFLtSA7Bq6bUSqvWVrU0_NQx-SByCJmtKJFfzW_zU0EHChoD4TYZL6vPnBv0yGPYnU6kG1XdAEEz343AuRxoFBDeJGMqPjrjl0z0nIcztWnSlpYyJQFQHFzYC1gt090OIf_GvmJc-8/s1600-h/IMGP5117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267638130750392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEOfFLtSA7Bq6bUSqvWVrU0_NQx-SByCJmtKJFfzW_zU0EHChoD4TYZL6vPnBv0yGPYnU6kG1XdAEEz343AuRxoFBDeJGMqPjrjl0z0nIcztWnSlpYyJQFQHFzYC1gt090OIf_GvmJc-8/s320/IMGP5117.JPG" border="0" /></a> GGGOOOAAALLLL<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267638831923483842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-rEY8zRrG0lCyFeyix4co2QmgfD_plWkdjP_wh9XxHLZ8hCkg3llYyBF9weHlB-6If4oa9WUsA1zntvZh0BSyZrmPwQwUKcm55cw5V-4U3P48_g4YDB8A9-hEAuzzCK1Jqvbp-myFcw/s320/IMGP5118.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-90930001632485230902008-11-03T22:23:00.001-08:002008-11-03T22:29:55.625-08:00RainThis morning when Kevin and I were leaving to take him to school, I commented it was raining.<br /><br />He said, "no it's not."<br /><br />I said, "yes, it is, I can feel it."<br /><br />He said, "it's sprinkling mom, not raining."<br /><br />Only from a 7 year <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">old's</span> mind.<br /><br />Then we talked about how only in the northwest, it can rain, pour, shower, sprinkle and downpour and only in the northwest do you know the difference.Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-55930932292583706182008-10-31T22:11:00.000-07:002008-10-31T22:52:41.104-07:00HalloweenTonight we went to a Halloween party of sorts. We started out at one home with a group of friends and all the kids loaded up in the back of a tractor and we went from neighborhood to neighborhood trick or treating to end up at another home that had dinner. Yea! We had all dropped of our food earlier so when we got there at 7:00 we had hot chili, spaghetti, corn bread, chips, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">etc</span>. Then it was off again to trick and treat some more. The boys came home with 2 huge bags of candy.<br /><br />Here is Kevin and Kyle at grandma & grandpa's house. Kyle changed clothes into this other costume as it was cold tonight and he knew he would freeze in this one. But isn't he a cute geek?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_oJiZ-KAxZNsqCVWkxKM3V8nvNJKJij9ebi9rlxaoquC5K0YTc-9t2LYTNrzOVWCn5zQLbLhPwtPU3QWMf7BZqudK6Eo53GuBD57VEnIgzQcrUqhx4lghvubIGQpc0LR_r8by6wj6c4/s1600-h/IMGP4597.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263560458589772258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc_oJiZ-KAxZNsqCVWkxKM3V8nvNJKJij9ebi9rlxaoquC5K0YTc-9t2LYTNrzOVWCn5zQLbLhPwtPU3QWMf7BZqudK6Eo53GuBD57VEnIgzQcrUqhx4lghvubIGQpc0LR_r8by6wj6c4/s320/IMGP4597.JPG" border="0" /></a> One of the moms had wigs for us other moms to wear. Don't we look like we are having fun.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD1i41cidKEYWR_XNVioTtLSVl6PjaJ2ww9bJlCoC74PX4dRXMuCygLTVy0Ecr7eV0njzPznCxplGKLbFKDFpuxriIxVOJXZmBEsDLf1YLYCU2VUeoNLsHCzUKTxICxu6Zmh3tjIVtzZ4/s1600-h/IMGP4629.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263560453908533778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD1i41cidKEYWR_XNVioTtLSVl6PjaJ2ww9bJlCoC74PX4dRXMuCygLTVy0Ecr7eV0njzPznCxplGKLbFKDFpuxriIxVOJXZmBEsDLf1YLYCU2VUeoNLsHCzUKTxICxu6Zmh3tjIVtzZ4/s320/IMGP4629.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is a picture of most of the kids before getting on the trailer. Kyle is now a 7-Eleven clerk.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLlZGAuuSMGEuCwo68kHH_0Ksms1c9EDQl-AcYUbYiBInPChQQk3ztZlvNAeNv-DkJRZtiEGtFlTPczV2rTwKd-0FbEC7BmSJ4zsr3SE6GhLieClhhQTrTf9sYMiELmwRKDf1apOPC7s/s1600-h/IMGP4637.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263560445726949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLlZGAuuSMGEuCwo68kHH_0Ksms1c9EDQl-AcYUbYiBInPChQQk3ztZlvNAeNv-DkJRZtiEGtFlTPczV2rTwKd-0FbEC7BmSJ4zsr3SE6GhLieClhhQTrTf9sYMiELmwRKDf1apOPC7s/s320/IMGP4637.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-5794725540226100882008-10-31T21:48:00.000-07:002008-10-31T22:55:05.848-07:00Pumpkin PatchI'm a little behind on the blogging. We went to the pumpkin patch last Sunday. We went on the hay ride tractor and walked on the pumpkins. Oh yeah, we also had some roasted corn, yum yum goooood.<br /><br />Kyle and Kevin as pumpkins.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLliQukcMST5vqvynpWUBn-_cOlJW1QOmRtsfdSJjAtHiIR178heBlE_5tQeUOVkC7_QImINd3iRxRKiVfLT74r-uz7CJcUi7eySj4wVrSSORprrWUaHEQ4xMT8RPRRbVxUV8x1BDgVc/s1600-h/IMGP4481.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263547806798038082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLliQukcMST5vqvynpWUBn-_cOlJW1QOmRtsfdSJjAtHiIR178heBlE_5tQeUOVkC7_QImINd3iRxRKiVfLT74r-uz7CJcUi7eySj4wVrSSORprrWUaHEQ4xMT8RPRRbVxUV8x1BDgVc/s320/IMGP4481.JPG" border="0" /></a> "mom, we're done with the thing...."<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYZCDLmuftcNZUqxhh8VpwU9DCrbVT2_LGtCGNW2yYXlc3422eOjSzmqwJL2wU1QzNtzAnUs0XeqSvOHBftXGH7ghPATp1RjriEb_7L7k0GoNGtz142hacIyIO493r9C_u0IJlskRc0Q/s1600-h/IMGP4469.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263547801431002610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYZCDLmuftcNZUqxhh8VpwU9DCrbVT2_LGtCGNW2yYXlc3422eOjSzmqwJL2wU1QzNtzAnUs0XeqSvOHBftXGH7ghPATp1RjriEb_7L7k0GoNGtz142hacIyIO493r9C_u0IJlskRc0Q/s320/IMGP4469.JPG" border="0" /></a>My guys.... waiting for everyone to load up.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgPP9CvirA6F6s58fG6vH9zaeuk31r6Fi1jYDfG-6VrBLXLWkZ5xd_p1kSYbinfup7GB-rjKd4MInOseRaV3zTex3Z5g-Voe3ei3MlJgZUvAvdhY-7n7vlQ2-MKTGf_vt8zdsjSS27WQ/s1600-h/IMGP4426.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263547794834562290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgPP9CvirA6F6s58fG6vH9zaeuk31r6Fi1jYDfG-6VrBLXLWkZ5xd_p1kSYbinfup7GB-rjKd4MInOseRaV3zTex3Z5g-Voe3ei3MlJgZUvAvdhY-7n7vlQ2-MKTGf_vt8zdsjSS27WQ/s320/IMGP4426.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our family picture. We had a passerby take the picture. They did not fully focus but this is the best of the four she took.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ap27NWBmws29v5KlImsKhP8x9zHNc_qID91ChY3zkAimtilVkjCixpEa0wbi59HC3yrHI1KHb8IlkJKo48vfiCkA-nIPZwAlgzR4CK9ZeZCrwmWPH51qoRWeSM6uY2-j5JkI7DJ9_Fo/s1600-h/Family+Cropped.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263547789802590994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Ap27NWBmws29v5KlImsKhP8x9zHNc_qID91ChY3zkAimtilVkjCixpEa0wbi59HC3yrHI1KHb8IlkJKo48vfiCkA-nIPZwAlgzR4CK9ZeZCrwmWPH51qoRWeSM6uY2-j5JkI7DJ9_Fo/s320/Family+Cropped.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-53686967829472207782008-10-26T21:36:00.001-07:002008-10-26T21:53:50.069-07:00Kyle's Birthday DessertToday we went to Baba's house for Kyle's birthday dessert with the family. We had 25 people there from Kyle's great grandma to great uncles and aunts, cousins, cousins kids. Its a blast when we all get together.<br /><br />Kyle and Kevin on Baba's couch after cake. Kyle has his rubik's cube. He bought it with money from his nana and papa for his birthday.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTiUYB9E9ERCrgThRv2XoyRdBFXqfnTUVnOrU71FTtzZFgVtEguddZ52h2PBNevbmvmLQZkUXCqLQGmmmjh2_Cb59J6hCxqrsKJQnADdnBLvCHptNbSXQzIhyphenhyphen4OwPlqyzWTtlq8NLvyc/s1600-h/IMGP4582.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688464422239234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqTiUYB9E9ERCrgThRv2XoyRdBFXqfnTUVnOrU71FTtzZFgVtEguddZ52h2PBNevbmvmLQZkUXCqLQGmmmjh2_Cb59J6hCxqrsKJQnADdnBLvCHptNbSXQzIhyphenhyphen4OwPlqyzWTtlq8NLvyc/s320/IMGP4582.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kyle with his cake and cupcakes aunt Kelli made. The cupcakes had parts of a Hershey's bar in them, so good.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEDedDdSLg6_oOIYqg3QOupcouyYeXhYL_qmyZ4aq2DdjsI6FDoOQidL365ww11-uq0YWlrfBMX750-zzDiBnPjBdVXrIneEK1TZPYfrMmlJx_G4p5j1MeizVtc_99ChyphenhyphenT_H8ltFCs6oo/s1600-h/IMGP4499.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688458639368866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEDedDdSLg6_oOIYqg3QOupcouyYeXhYL_qmyZ4aq2DdjsI6FDoOQidL365ww11-uq0YWlrfBMX750-zzDiBnPjBdVXrIneEK1TZPYfrMmlJx_G4p5j1MeizVtc_99ChyphenhyphenT_H8ltFCs6oo/s320/IMGP4499.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is aunt Kelli and Kimber. Aunt Kelli makes cupcakes, all sorts of cupcakes and they are all good. Kimber is the "little sister" that Kyle and Kevin love to play with.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261688474075036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtaDW9d0O9rj20JNXFTOudDSXT6PawXePC6jJG3aAWZkscPIMBgFTCcdJg4ci-wkzCNGAprHQcXPI-qVi4zcuniuTUCVH3Bxgpv9jcCAr75Yi2v4m6g9fx8xAVV2xr8yrHZXUDNsouiMg/s320/IMGP4503.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7347710014697013010.post-14009470034675000412008-10-26T15:04:00.000-07:002008-10-26T15:13:41.631-07:00Kyle's Birthday DinnerKyle loves Chang's Mongolian Grill so for his birthday he got to pick the restaurant and Chang's is where we went. Here is Kyle with his food. I made him wait until I took the picture before he could dig in.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261587806248237778" 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/AVvXsEgUDkZ64aec0F6WTQdvQ5TxIpqy-PrhHNpVqCzJDNp7_KIZJr5V2s332gNAH_kWMVnrRrIpyPki_RZYixt8FqaqbplLJ2YoCOg4U6_SQuW9k76jtg4QC0zzy6MGN_e1E5dKDeCUSHzaOOU/s320/P1000828.JPG" border="0" />Here is Kevin with his plate. You will notice it is mainly pineapple. Chang's is not Kevin's favorite. But he was a good sport since there is ice cream at the end.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwpJZUswbL7Pkb5pJ9EPJ8vhaOXT4b8TZEMi4myI8NDoIuPPyJw6qwo19MIOUB65WLsvU70nbecdrhw-zTptraijMKig85Y4ob2wJ5yZx2te8qaO_RYP1-Yri45qkQyWyVzbUwP26PdJ0/s1600-h/P1000826.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261587817175124994" 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/AVvXsEiwpJZUswbL7Pkb5pJ9EPJ8vhaOXT4b8TZEMi4myI8NDoIuPPyJw6qwo19MIOUB65WLsvU70nbecdrhw-zTptraijMKig85Y4ob2wJ5yZx2te8qaO_RYP1-Yri45qkQyWyVzbUwP26PdJ0/s320/P1000826.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div>Kyle with his mom, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">enough</span> pictures look. He got a big bowl of ice cream.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261587832226666498" 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/AVvXsEiCoFkeXHA00zqk4-1KdFZIkKXhL132k04IrQylThQ8hYE1TgGogXpGzUfa8DWSI7fwSEgqaa0hf8n9uanhqOFuRBV_uKWMRoIw4yDV23fBPs3mqn8EYBxSj0lQNiapkzB8SVIYu_t614s/s320/P1000830.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div></div>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01971718070354610400noreply@blogger.com0