tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8791793734355035012024-03-13T11:20:43.997-06:00Adventures of the White FamilyEst. 1993White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-86785702187107474772011-09-29T22:12:00.011-06:002011-09-29T22:53:55.639-06:00Bryant's First Date - Post Date. For realsies.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXVLVz-eiWxqXHGIz9zMXy2r2DFWiKVgdnKWjrccF2CqMSFm9H4l30EPvd_3uzfd-t8gq7nM3hvgJouYPgzayAEpLoTngVy3J0DKWgcFJmrdJuVCxWG8gALanQNZTjgqCFRQaV9WomU/s1600/Bryant%2527s+Homecoming+Sept+2011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658008029523598642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbXVLVz-eiWxqXHGIz9zMXy2r2DFWiKVgdnKWjrccF2CqMSFm9H4l30EPvd_3uzfd-t8gq7nM3hvgJouYPgzayAEpLoTngVy3J0DKWgcFJmrdJuVCxWG8gALanQNZTjgqCFRQaV9WomU/s400/Bryant%2527s+Homecoming+Sept+2011.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658007847941689986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDYbn2iZnilce3sr9P3VRi6uu3eHCXKRCPyYk12occTQwviyMoiYHS2J1KoND4JzFRD3lPbm7mi2aBKW6GMUBbSICJlr51pU8CDvSkNPcrqRrR11gSonby4cFY9nNn8PsR8dkTp9Q4uY/s400/Bryant%2527s+Homecoming+Sep+2011.jpg" /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>Last Saturday was a bit of a teary day for me. Could it be that I stayed up until 2am in the morning, and then went out and excersized and didn't take care of myself so I wound up dehyrated and pretty sick afterward? Probably. But most likely it was because my baby had grown.<br /><br /><br /><div>Oh, he grew a few years ago. But I'm really startin' to feel it.</div><br /><br /><div>The boys decided to take the girls bowling and to Jamba during the day before the dance. I then imagined Bryant getting ready for the big night and me sending him on his way. I then realized, this is the beginning of the end. This is what it's going to feel like for the rest of my life. My boys are leaving me. I know, I know, I sound like Agnes Skinner, and I probably am. But the mom of the boy always sends him off and doesn't get to see the date in her cute dress, the mom of the boy sends him off to have some other gal take care of her baby, the mom of the boy "loses" a son when he gets married. It looks like this mom of boys is going to send her boys off and be left all alone. I know, I know, Agnes Skinner... </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658004890074030338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirl5H8gE9h-Rd_NANdRNPrTAnGojlKp0bHoqBcZ-OGawPMMdVkpS-kmurpml6Stvdw2x64e1oCiy_FbTx7MfJ79RqcWVrJnjH74kI8ii-F78DeiwKRMsxHBKDqXFT0pNPnYNPHaGuLrAs/s400/Agnes+Skinner+2.bmp" /><br /><br /><div>But I always thought once you become a mom, you always have kids in the house. So not true, and this part of my life is happening too fast. They were just little, I swear. I had all of the boys by the time I was 26, my days of empty nesting are approaching too fast. Some people might relish the thought, but my boys bring me delight every day. And I mean every day.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>As I went down the dark path of my boys leaving me in my mind, I started explaining to Boyd what I was feeling as he was preparing a talk at the kitchen table. When I told him how it wasn't fair that the mom of the son always has to send her boy away I started bawling. Boyd froze and looked over at me like I had an alien growing out of my head. When I think about the look he gave me, it makes me laugh. In fact, all of the boys completely froze and looked at me like I was crazy. Okay, so maybe I am, but maybe not. I love my boys and don't want this stage of my life to end. Is that so bad?<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658007121569355298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyn4mNypua2P55xJd67K20WOjeIjFI7z7AEeUMjwlh7ipnkn139PKHGQJhIe2ywj7yCh1VLTyIXp0isIy8Itucn1gg38YiHF3_l_vnWcoLI8Ao3Jptv_Aw3RktfHjpL5eaGdhjGwZ5fHM/s400/Bryant+Homecoming+Sept+2011_1.jpg" /> <br /><div>Anyway, Bryant had a great time, and he went with a darling girl. She used to be in our ward so we know her family too. At least I sent him away with a good girl who was totally modest. I was very proud of both of them. </div><br /><br /><div>Catching up with him after the dance took me back to the days when I was in high school, just a mere 4 years ago...it seems like yesterday because it was. It's true, I swear. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am glad the boys are growing up, but my how my heart hurts when I think about the time when are no longer under my wings and in my roost.... </div></div></div></div>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-84274841782580017452011-09-24T00:17:00.003-06:002011-09-24T00:41:53.032-06:00Bryant's First Date<div>I have severely neglected my blog. Oh well, more important things, right? I haven't read any blogs, nor have I updated mine (obviously). Pinterest has taken my interest.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, what's new? Well...Bryant has his first date...tomorrow! It's Homecoming and I can't believe he's old enough to go. He's a junior!! Lucky for me, he still can't drive on his own, however, that's not very lucky for him or his date. Good thing, my very best friend from high school -Toni - has a son Bryant's age and he just happens to be one of Bry's very best friends. They are all going to Homecoming together and luckily, Cameron can drive.</div><br /><div><br />It's funny, I never thought in a million years that Toni and I would live by each other as adults, we would have sons the same age, they would go to the same school, and happen to be in a group of best friends. What's even crazier? We are old enough to have kids the age we do. I can't believe it. Time goes by too fast. </div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655809942421236610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefLGDlmQS-JzClIVW_TNH5trvITlP1oKrKNHG9PsShcaG-rn3a2Xk65uATzEON5IMiqmo4eVxQ4DEQLfuXCK7lhhnhFaICvZsQaQAwjHbmdpCykvyo7Kw98h_coSk-rQNjsJN6BCWUik/s400/005.JPG" /> I love Toni as much as I did back when we were in high school. We still go on "dates" (we need another one soon), and she seriously hasn't aged a day. I, however, do not look the same, but she still loves me the same.<br /><br /><br /><div>I had to have a talk with Bry tonight about "what to do on a date". Of course we always follow "FSOY" as we call it in our house. For the Strength of the Youth. But more than that, I have always taught my boys to be chivalrous. I NEVER open a door when I am with my boys, they always watch for others women who need their door opened for them. However, I realized tonight that I did not teach him he needs to open the car door for his lady friend. This is one thing I have negleted to teach them or have them do. Boyd always opens the car door for me, but somehow the boys have missed this. I found out tonight that maybe Bryant didn't realize he had to be "extra chivalrous" on a date - that means opening her door, always looking after the girl, never having her tell him she's hungry (he needs to be proactive on that one), making sure she's not too cold, hot etc. I thought I had taught him everything, but apparently I wasn't specific as I needed to be.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655812188990552066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1x3vNRpBw7Kkg8mm5hiuYaA7ZuVX7aHFGqQlMel7DYKIIJGvKOK4cYrJEAygQyqI2wZr_YpnVar88F4PawdI93Ml1JWVTtlfIohXJTaVqb808wNaLnL07E9lLMbxxusisylJKbjiHy6c/s400/5151985123_6610902a63.jpg" /> <br /><div>He's a good kid and I'm very proud of him. I am pretty sure I birthed him when I was 13. That's right, everyone in junior high missed me having a kid. </div>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-3459052255613969702010-12-27T23:00:00.000-07:002010-12-27T23:40:55.270-07:00Yes, I'm still alive....<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EYWA2c5w5bw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"></iframe><br />I have been so busy latetly, and frankly, I've been jealous and super negative towards anyone who has the time to blog all the funny and cute little quips their rugrats make. Or how about those scrapbookers that have time to scrapbook "All about me"? That's just sick. And wrong. I live in a world of juggling a full time career and a growing family who think when I "cook" pasta with store bought sauce that I am the bomb. Keep their expectations low, that's my motto.<br />In an effort to diffuse my negativity towards those mothers who get to stay home and "live the dream", I thought I would blog and see if I feel any better. It helps that for the first time in my working life I have been able to take off the week before Christmas, as well as the week in between Christmas and New Years.<br />Boyd bought me "Xanadu" for Christmas....one of my favorite movies. As I watched it today, I realized my desire to look and skate like Olivia has not diminished over the years in the least bit. I still want to be just like her as much today as I did when I was little. If I could describe what is really in my heart in a few words it would go something like this:<br />Legwarmers<br />Olivia Newton-John<br />Roller Skates<br />Rainbows<br />Unicorns<br />George Michael<br />Bo Duke<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiujLFcD4-f_QIB0Ns5lvhaVeQYyCdM6ZNRBGdoo1OYXcy62kYoUBwBkTHTryIMcw78fx8FRgKH0eiDgrDzHM_2UX8rLUFAXlRpcYhxMwi5QB5IUetYzpq2j4iZWVDL2LGJgiUHAAL3npI/s1600/20090203-xanadu-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555615826033751106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiujLFcD4-f_QIB0Ns5lvhaVeQYyCdM6ZNRBGdoo1OYXcy62kYoUBwBkTHTryIMcw78fx8FRgKH0eiDgrDzHM_2UX8rLUFAXlRpcYhxMwi5QB5IUetYzpq2j4iZWVDL2LGJgiUHAAL3npI/s400/20090203-xanadu-1.jpg" /></a><br />My love for these things never fades. And, look at this movie poster? Can't you see why I love her so much? I mean, she's gorgeous and her skates with legwarmers can't be beat! Oh, and how she accessorizes her hair with beads and ribbons. I could just die!! I mean, where can you find a movie that will give you Greek Mythology, 80's punk, grown men doing the splits on a tight-rope, juggling, Gene Kelley, roller-skating, dancing, 40's big band, cartoon animation, and awesome music? Nowhere I tell you, nowhere!<br />One more thing, I can sing every word of every song in this movie too. Thanks to Amy who had the Xanadu record and a stereo complete with a microphone. We spent many days belting out the hits from this movie on the "rainbow" (how appropriate) on the Douglas T. Orchard playground. I own the cd now too....Olivia/Kira, wherever you are, I still love you at age 37 just as much as when I was 8!White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-67558003868999821002010-06-28T12:11:00.000-06:002010-06-28T12:48:10.538-06:00My Old Man Turned 40...Boyd turned the "big 40" this last week. I met and married this guy when he was a wee 23 years old. Boy, how time does fly! <br /><br />Boyd's sisters and I decided to throw Boyd a surprise 40th birthday party - you have to go out of your 30's in style, so we decided on a 80's themed birthday party. I lived the 80's and still love the 80's. Ask anyone - 80's music is my fav. Howard Johnson, The Thompson Twins, Janet Jackson, MJ, OMD, and the list goes on...Boyd too lived and loved the 80's, in fact I had to pry a triangle, circle, and square desiged bright sweater out of his hands at one point in time. True story. <br /><br />Thanks to friends and family for showing your love and support for Boyd and our family. We had awesome costumes, sweet prizes (Adventures in Babysitting DVD, Hulkamania DVD's and 80's cold cereal)and a way fun time. Boyd was so surprised - here's some of my favorite pics of the evening:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDorfnwuUFe1FA6u5ddrJuJPjytRNjgnZVrlTr2dLd2fJmyvgKYA2caH05_D5CRZZvd0ilTE5b456zLbmiMlyKSLRYVXAZQSxaLu3Rg1cC-NWM5K7fZc8LneO3b9R4nzPwLDJIqVImW_Y/s1600/Boyd+Birthday+3-001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDorfnwuUFe1FA6u5ddrJuJPjytRNjgnZVrlTr2dLd2fJmyvgKYA2caH05_D5CRZZvd0ilTE5b456zLbmiMlyKSLRYVXAZQSxaLu3Rg1cC-NWM5K7fZc8LneO3b9R4nzPwLDJIqVImW_Y/s400/Boyd+Birthday+3-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487889770979014050" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ecbtB7yFq5XZrobIPXskhkof_TXWXqVYeQjdTCPef11N13rudwZBkjrWjdrMezMRtME_zWnWvNh3YGxHJ05vV1mZpnrigeokU0VUw9PAlQTHCMcK2ipDdwUcGL2I1rd9WhN9wmG4420/s1600/June+2010+045.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij9XeoNR8EfliVdOiATg9wE4IufsNctqpd1vu46nCvOEWK0u5lPfU_duRhKmFaqaJFWIkBoMRmnf3VM-V6BOlSsaA1S9kayQTzBrNpcTdhKT_vPrPeronojr-WT493Keynig6qqe1ATaU/s400/June+2010+069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487896144847512194" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbmHKShpmZZs4rM7-qZE3mJP_WGqPztnUI3qNGniHKJ4zhxneS9IreURbMLGNrQBd1fgZjQ54qiFUGq6O4EIY-aVbDmsbm-xx7Ngvro48CVlbi256_v-gE0OSNFe74kaMl_oAxdH6gA0/s1600/June+2010+088.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbmHKShpmZZs4rM7-qZE3mJP_WGqPztnUI3qNGniHKJ4zhxneS9IreURbMLGNrQBd1fgZjQ54qiFUGq6O4EIY-aVbDmsbm-xx7Ngvro48CVlbi256_v-gE0OSNFe74kaMl_oAxdH6gA0/s400/June+2010+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487896371151001858" /></a><br /><br /><br />And last but not least, my old man with his big gift for the night. He's gonna need these!! Here's to another 40 years - he definitely gets better with age!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhRJWl0QhSt2KStwF50Cp6fQBKfGRDJkiyFFRWRTnG3XtPQLWQkbFrVxGhUJlqQWGS0M76GHJ3EIaZNsthX8lkBOSzLZm_rqtBpuqu1EczOexqdkTJs32OVPjRWZo0aEUh40n-cdLvio/s1600/June+2010+067.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhRJWl0QhSt2KStwF50Cp6fQBKfGRDJkiyFFRWRTnG3XtPQLWQkbFrVxGhUJlqQWGS0M76GHJ3EIaZNsthX8lkBOSzLZm_rqtBpuqu1EczOexqdkTJs32OVPjRWZo0aEUh40n-cdLvio/s400/June+2010+067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487896536914028338" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-83074448172112799182010-05-24T10:58:00.000-06:002010-05-24T11:37:12.081-06:00Yes - I will make all your dreams come TURE!This post is completely random, but take what you get and don't throw a fit. <br /><br />The epitome of Chinese to English translation:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgblOr_LOo_1XqL6IwOFmHE1Fy6pWoEpPNtDPLe0YbfEpX_MVGStlMGli37lz7oCW7G7s8CBTYQ1vZTANWSYASKyR4K2v2f7uxvtIR6AFNnbBnE1rDSxjLa2ExWML8vNiCpR9mAxk2Bl84/s1600/Jan+10-May10+312.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgblOr_LOo_1XqL6IwOFmHE1Fy6pWoEpPNtDPLe0YbfEpX_MVGStlMGli37lz7oCW7G7s8CBTYQ1vZTANWSYASKyR4K2v2f7uxvtIR6AFNnbBnE1rDSxjLa2ExWML8vNiCpR9mAxk2Bl84/s400/Jan+10-May10+312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474882436828568658" /></a><br /><br />This was a big booth at the Canton Fair - I don't even remember the product they were trying to pitch, and I wish I did, because I really do need my dreams to come ture!<br /><br />Ahhh, it's been a busy few months, but it seems as though it never ends. There is never a lull in anything. <br /><br />Boyd is almost done with the basement - he has done a BEAUTIFUL job:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVD4mDKRsfxvR7alY_RIcA14XyvPYUO1e2jYyMstNJCx12Ugu33X5NOC4Q26R6Yy30KDS2Emk9R3jJREkemCD0DoJf4KHLk7-aGe8cRjqiYfHNvmTEmt02YlK46ny842wLk2Q5NMVPo4w/s1600/Jan+10-May10+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVD4mDKRsfxvR7alY_RIcA14XyvPYUO1e2jYyMstNJCx12Ugu33X5NOC4Q26R6Yy30KDS2Emk9R3jJREkemCD0DoJf4KHLk7-aGe8cRjqiYfHNvmTEmt02YlK46ny842wLk2Q5NMVPo4w/s400/Jan+10-May10+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474885369175879298" /></a><br /><br />My craft space/office...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiH06T-h6LteRo0fAE9HW7OnEK_N2atN09p5tcQ9-RZFxB5XdVPojZunOUTezDKVb8eDfdTYjZQhYD0SYEmKyJCk9uq23AHj_SbfydHgpvls4_81SCnP-sHSvZwffjwUE2PdY8anFknc/s1600/Jan+10-May10+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAiH06T-h6LteRo0fAE9HW7OnEK_N2atN09p5tcQ9-RZFxB5XdVPojZunOUTezDKVb8eDfdTYjZQhYD0SYEmKyJCk9uq23AHj_SbfydHgpvls4_81SCnP-sHSvZwffjwUE2PdY8anFknc/s400/Jan+10-May10+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474885835929432562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJUm1GUGobsE9Wn2IssFbJ3DLP8Jw8563cNyZ3qUGhBBWMUNogOY6Gjk6mRt1pRC9_qp-KAYHUnyLju-Xg-aNnFoHQTLo-SqN2QZBcgx-2h2f-oi3OceQYz2uXjre1sjMmnirjo0z7i0/s1600/Jan+10-May10+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGJUm1GUGobsE9Wn2IssFbJ3DLP8Jw8563cNyZ3qUGhBBWMUNogOY6Gjk6mRt1pRC9_qp-KAYHUnyLju-Xg-aNnFoHQTLo-SqN2QZBcgx-2h2f-oi3OceQYz2uXjre1sjMmnirjo0z7i0/s400/Jan+10-May10+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474885607432980290" /></a><br /><br /><br />Spencer's room<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3R7j_V7HSNOklWcOhpWXiIXpjZ-AOCPhTqcLMduWgiW82Ci4DWzBPnhXM3WGC_YqVtoMDsPmmBQHzpAfarb4rhNI_0NQYXQTlkLNHYgdDdJzp6FOsido7BcPMvuxckm_Ebg6aMwvKZg/s1600/Jan+10-May10+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW3R7j_V7HSNOklWcOhpWXiIXpjZ-AOCPhTqcLMduWgiW82Ci4DWzBPnhXM3WGC_YqVtoMDsPmmBQHzpAfarb4rhNI_0NQYXQTlkLNHYgdDdJzp6FOsido7BcPMvuxckm_Ebg6aMwvKZg/s400/Jan+10-May10+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474886223853496578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNBzPEy3nQYNPSD4i779NKobNPipKf255d7W5VSYLbmu2Pa-wPQChl4SOa1heH3frcV2175RhNDEiJ2Gmcg4o-KBdTRPDSDhLUd4VaIifsISHHwqwQAd-21OrjTNVMth2ssPXZ5u1zyk/s1600/Jan+10-May10+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqNBzPEy3nQYNPSD4i779NKobNPipKf255d7W5VSYLbmu2Pa-wPQChl4SOa1heH3frcV2175RhNDEiJ2Gmcg4o-KBdTRPDSDhLUd4VaIifsISHHwqwQAd-21OrjTNVMth2ssPXZ5u1zyk/s400/Jan+10-May10+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474886067503851394" /></a><br /><br /><br />We'll also have another spare bedroom, and we left the other big space as our permanent storage room. The bathroom won't be finished, but we are calling the carpet guy this week. I am so excited to be able to send the boys downstairs and have friends etc. out of the main traffic area of the house. <br /><br />Boyd has done everything by himself, with the except of Dan and his bro. doing the wall texture, and his dad and brother coming over and helping out where they can. He has worked hard, and it's taken a long time, but it's been worth it. <br /><br />For more bits of random, I was going though photos and found these pics of a bouquet Boyd gave me for v-day. I did not realize I had some freaky eyes staring at me through the blossoms until now...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcsZvHdvzhmL9DpWtmWiNl4J2-fpHSk4xHeENk-Wu2ElBam1J67QEpnxVvF0A_5HnABerN-rSWolLKgw0SypW1G6kFWErike-ASgH_XSMyJXSF4qSpQzcqbM9UUVk5NXdAgEo5TigGKk0/s1600/Jan+10-May10+052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcsZvHdvzhmL9DpWtmWiNl4J2-fpHSk4xHeENk-Wu2ElBam1J67QEpnxVvF0A_5HnABerN-rSWolLKgw0SypW1G6kFWErike-ASgH_XSMyJXSF4qSpQzcqbM9UUVk5NXdAgEo5TigGKk0/s400/Jan+10-May10+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474887593510182530" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKEPegGJ0OXddeqtJa1m1mTvxKcMvpmVD8lPbvraghluksufQ2GdE-aGG9Ff6k1K6YXalnsE1fHcb7I_4qgaTUtdUMCD2LbVGpFnLmrL2cElUI4Mm-jT9pAbDmIYvwSjAAjOcWUzjwZk/s1600/Jan+10-May10+054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKEPegGJ0OXddeqtJa1m1mTvxKcMvpmVD8lPbvraghluksufQ2GdE-aGG9Ff6k1K6YXalnsE1fHcb7I_4qgaTUtdUMCD2LbVGpFnLmrL2cElUI4Mm-jT9pAbDmIYvwSjAAjOcWUzjwZk/s400/Jan+10-May10+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474887316246493842" /></a><br /><br />Gotta love those boys. Speaking of loving my boys, I was talking to my dad and relating to him how my boys have the same sense of humor I have, and the same sense of humor my brother and sisters and I had growing up. One of our favorite movies is Mr. Mom. I LOVE that show - it's such a classic!<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/kTwqmj1551E/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kTwqmj1551E&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kTwqmj1551E&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />We had my neices over and the boys were excited to show them the movie - they thought the girls would love it. When it was over, the girls said "it wasn't that great". Wasn't that great? What? They totally killed the boys! <br /><br />Anyway, I will leave you with one of my favorite lines from the movie (aside from the clip). Can I....have a moment....to myself? Name that scene.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-33385213743906856842010-02-28T21:54:00.001-07:002010-02-28T22:35:58.124-07:00My boys - growing up...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVbnzsfq778j0bCF4_T3-S8I3vVsbD9Vxlwd5VYVKvRGTj9LFi4jWcGHNA7c16fSTuokdrfpbSrkUK4bAxV468m_b-rEWwERrB6RZcmBPlZzRhKum1b7Cq0F9KY5rpEyyd60WwhRVJ__c/s1600-h/Dec+09+018.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVbnzsfq778j0bCF4_T3-S8I3vVsbD9Vxlwd5VYVKvRGTj9LFi4jWcGHNA7c16fSTuokdrfpbSrkUK4bAxV468m_b-rEWwERrB6RZcmBPlZzRhKum1b7Cq0F9KY5rpEyyd60WwhRVJ__c/s400/Dec+09+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443534563464240370" /></a><br /><br />We had "the talk" with Logan last night - the last one of our kids. Boyd did so good, I hardly had to say a thing. I was glad for that, because I was having a hard time admitting it was time for by baby to hear it. Logan was so excited to finally get his turn - in fact he kept asking when he would get his turn at "the talk". Our tradition is to take the boys our to their restaraunt of choice after the talk - you know, to ease the horror that their little brains have just gone through. I'm surprised they've had an appetite after!! And I'm even more surprised Logan didn't pick a buffet. Yay for us!<br />Anyway, as we were getting ready to go, Logan was stepping into the shower and Spencer said to him "Hey Logan - why are you getting clean when you are just going to barf all over yourself?" We all had a good laugh...<br />Next, after we got home from church, Logan was so proud "Hey mom - I memorized one of the words we talked about - Vajayjay!" (except that wasn't what he said). Bryant almost spit his lunch out he was laughing so hard. He told Logan not to ever say that word again - he could say vampire or Virginia, but not that word again. EVER. <br />And lastly, after we watched the Olympic closing ceremonies (BOOOO - except for Michael Buble)we were excited to watch "The Marriage Ref" - from the commercials it looked pretty funny, and it was. My favorite part was about a couple that were fighting over having a stripper pole installed in their home. The wife DID NOT want one, but of course, the husband did. Spencer said he sided with the wife "because it's just one more surface to clean!". <br />Amen bruthah!White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-34634462636576133762010-02-19T19:40:00.000-07:002010-02-19T20:32:54.830-07:00If you can dump it, dump it!A man? A friend? Rotten meat? No. What am I talking about Willis? I'm talking about baby poop in cloth diapers, peeps!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWf93qBgEdtXtgcN_3tTlfiDH1a5e5b321xJGoKW1r2QJQ8gWegAQDiFkEQvz9T2CAfg4FPvkzhyphenhyphenp_HfO3XB-lShcast4rHMfH1rfQ-tA7OQReoF57fGRHzryeYt2QgCPEzKSxbpj8I8/s1600-h/cloth.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 369px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWf93qBgEdtXtgcN_3tTlfiDH1a5e5b321xJGoKW1r2QJQ8gWegAQDiFkEQvz9T2CAfg4FPvkzhyphenhyphenp_HfO3XB-lShcast4rHMfH1rfQ-tA7OQReoF57fGRHzryeYt2QgCPEzKSxbpj8I8/s400/cloth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440159411895498514" /></a><br /><br />I work with the BEST people ever! We were chatting at work today and they told me I should write a book about my childhood. Really? Who wants to know about boring old Angie's childhood? I mean, I am so boring, I loves me the Olive Garden and I switch between 2 dishes there. I don't even mix it up! <br /><br />2 childhood memories were relayed at different times to my co-workers today - don't even ask me how they came up:<br /><br />1. I always wondered why our next door neighbors house was cold, or cool, in the summer while my house was always muggy and my sheets were damp. I always wanted to be at the Bezzants house in the summer because their house was magically cool. Little did I know that my wet sheets were not on account of some kid my mom was babysitting, but because I had a luxurious swamp cooler IN MY BEDROOM WINDOW! That's right - you heard me. West Valley is in the HIZ-OUS!I later learned that this cool phenomenon at the Bezzaants was central air. I vowed then and there I wouldn't have a swamp cooler in my bedroom window ever again and I would one day have central air. Check! One thing off my bucket list. It will probably be the only thing...<br /><br /><br />CAUTION, THE FOLLOWING CONTENT IS NOT APPROPRIATE FOR CHILDREN AND/OR ADULTS WITH CLASS, MANNERS, OR GOOD TASTE (that should really be the title to my blog):<br />2. Having to go to the bathroom soooo bad, lifting up the toilet and finding a dirty cloth diaper taking a little relaxing dip in the toilet. AAAAAARGH! There was no way I was reaching down into the ice cold poop water, fishing out the grody diaper, and then ringing it with my bare hands. I had to do it enough when my mom made me. There was no way I was going to do it on my own without my mom forcing me. Mom's rule was if you had to go potty and there was a dirty cloth diaper in the toilet, you had to clean it out. No "smeller's the feller" here! I think her rule should have been "<em>I decided to have these D kids, so I should rinse out their dirty diapers</em>" right? As I was telling the story to my friends, Julie kept saying over and over again "Ohhhh, if you can dump it (meaning the poop), dump it - don't rinse it!" She had lots of experience with cloth diapers too. Poor thing.<br /><br />So what did I do when I found a "non-dumpable" diaper relaxing in the throne? I just went on top of the diaper. Nothing like a turd on top of a turd filled diaper! I did get caught and reamed a few times, but in my defense, I was not the only one who did this. Many times I found a gift from someone else. <br /><br />However, in an effort to be obedient, I went across the street to the neighbor's house and used their toilet. I would rather walk to another family's toilet than clean out the diaper in ours. That statement still rings true today. Some things never change.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-71914419265310126832010-02-12T09:52:00.000-07:002010-02-12T10:52:37.778-07:00It's about D time!I was reading my cousin's blog (thanks Eden!) and I couldn't have had more similar thoughts than hers. In fact, I thought about just copying her entry and posting it on mine. Great minds things a like I guess. Anyway, I have had nothing to say. NOTHING! My days all blend together, I spend too much time at work, my family does a great job of taking care of themselves, and I feel guilty every day. Who wants to read that? Nobody. That's who. <br />So, in an effort to at least keep my blog semi-active, here's what's going on. I'll save the best for last. <br /><br />Sledding -the first picture looks nasty, but hey, we haven't had that much snow this year! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfAc42qb494vqQT5SjwRVCXu_mmHp385dLL9g0uztvOccDTP99pfqRvfW17JvTWTvr__ISyA2013YV_wJ0fZl960esivHbGptjjx3HPYRuVEreI9z0C4sgdj6rIAyFDePS9-rfyHiNDc/s1600-h/IMG_2480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzfAc42qb494vqQT5SjwRVCXu_mmHp385dLL9g0uztvOccDTP99pfqRvfW17JvTWTvr__ISyA2013YV_wJ0fZl960esivHbGptjjx3HPYRuVEreI9z0C4sgdj6rIAyFDePS9-rfyHiNDc/s400/IMG_2480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437402788098579522" /></a><br />Talk about a skid mark!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdu8F7e9vs1NW4phxVtL6_iH58WuuapnhHdvgUV9-49O_IfFaJMkbJZqVr6W1tDdH-IxIPRPnSLTodS06yknRwmAW8h57eVsIeI4stKLBaswYbQlZsjSvKbK4UbB0yzNAJ2JyV4e319Qo/s1600-h/IMG_2505.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdu8F7e9vs1NW4phxVtL6_iH58WuuapnhHdvgUV9-49O_IfFaJMkbJZqVr6W1tDdH-IxIPRPnSLTodS06yknRwmAW8h57eVsIeI4stKLBaswYbQlZsjSvKbK4UbB0yzNAJ2JyV4e319Qo/s400/IMG_2505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437403543280740434" /></a><br />My little LiLi had hernia sergery. Poor little lamb, but he's okay now...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLkfU3NNFoSsaTxTS4tZpKmUVMqQBFljP4w6A4YARAu0y1tlNxaqOcxGW3okNi6K2oF_plu2Esw51gMFIAhTv1RgOYqMavsMtBLqpxCWfDjtVNs50N0c1z5YRzXimG87Z1ZmJ-nhPrkU/s1600-h/IMG_2512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfLkfU3NNFoSsaTxTS4tZpKmUVMqQBFljP4w6A4YARAu0y1tlNxaqOcxGW3okNi6K2oF_plu2Esw51gMFIAhTv1RgOYqMavsMtBLqpxCWfDjtVNs50N0c1z5YRzXimG87Z1ZmJ-nhPrkU/s400/IMG_2512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437403919589657490" /></a><br />Basketball games...<br /><br />I got to babysit my little Lili and Addie. I absolutely adore them and I just want to eat Liam up! Isn't he the cutest?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTvuJooQvftGevz9SRcEIrVNCMtg12HZcGinFR_tNDKy87nQuxf6cHLMqu_DTFTzs6_1atp9vuxpWwAvCWmTI9FdQYvYjjzFePnk8Jw7Xe3anGStYQcF24FUpx8gdFGexMy0k7rVDFlk/s1600-h/IMG_2523.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbTvuJooQvftGevz9SRcEIrVNCMtg12HZcGinFR_tNDKy87nQuxf6cHLMqu_DTFTzs6_1atp9vuxpWwAvCWmTI9FdQYvYjjzFePnk8Jw7Xe3anGStYQcF24FUpx8gdFGexMy0k7rVDFlk/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437404501415387410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIhSZzlhf9IQNzXZHfvI5TcyaLzBJqrr4wzcfkBwMtGte0RC0jok5rdF7ubvBPktVk9LF3PWCdn12_dYT3Fk_nBvWXlDptVhdilLgRCtqaPx3N8iSd8_H_sQLzDIhNnWUp7o7LQ0nia4/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnIhSZzlhf9IQNzXZHfvI5TcyaLzBJqrr4wzcfkBwMtGte0RC0jok5rdF7ubvBPktVk9LF3PWCdn12_dYT3Fk_nBvWXlDptVhdilLgRCtqaPx3N8iSd8_H_sQLzDIhNnWUp7o7LQ0nia4/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437404737446264562" /></a><br />Do I even have to say who'se daughter she is?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8ujVylqqs1v8Kby7dhvyV5hcv_Y9F1vAvc2yD22IwQ50DYu5ird7Imvpa0iMU7uK3hkM1Tw2rTed_jHYcN_WsbjgWzQCTvmT4JqPbey2V4u39XWOZ6BWaDsOSepO4VSGXIo0xCeOKE0/s1600-h/IMG_2530.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf8ujVylqqs1v8Kby7dhvyV5hcv_Y9F1vAvc2yD22IwQ50DYu5ird7Imvpa0iMU7uK3hkM1Tw2rTed_jHYcN_WsbjgWzQCTvmT4JqPbey2V4u39XWOZ6BWaDsOSepO4VSGXIo0xCeOKE0/s400/IMG_2530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437405046909821314" /></a><br />Addie always knows when she comes over to ask for hot cocoa, made with my sweet Cocoa Grande machine, with a candy cane for stirring, and popcorn. When I was making her her treats Boyd said "Geez, you don't do this for your own kids". He's right! I don't do everything my kids ask me too! That's what neices and nephews are for! My kids get the shaft, isn't that how it should be?<br />Speaking of "getting the shaft", I was tired of getting it from my kids. I was sitting in church on Sunday morning a few weeks ago and was madder than crap. We had spent ALL day doing deep cleaning on Saturday, And when I say ALL day, I really mean ALL day. Like 10 hours of work - and my house isn't bad to begin with! We deep clean every Saturday, and the boys have chores during the week. It's not like I've been featured on "Hoarders" or anything. At least that would have been a good excuse for why it takes the boys so long. <br />Let me even step back a few, both Boyd and I work all week, I usually get home around 7 or later, so I have time to crack the whip on homework and chores, snarf down some dinner, and by bedtime, I am completely exhausted. Completely. I would really like to spend some time on the weekend with my family doing something fun as there is no time for fun during the week. But fun doesn't come until after deep cleaning is done on Saturday. <br />Come Sunday morning, I've had it. We have no time for fun and relaxation. We don't get to enjoy each other like I would like. As I think about this, and think about everytime I would check on the boys and their chores and find them playing with each other, teasing each other, or just standing there, I was getting madder and madder. Not to mention, I had found lots of chores on Sunday morning that I was told were done, and they were not. Let me repeat, we had been cleaning ALL day on Saturday and didn't do <strong>anything</strong> else. I had spent the whole day watching over the boys' shoulders, telling them to hurry, asking them if they had done what they were supposed to, and I had HAD IT! Not to mention, a few months before this, I had made step-by-step charts for each one of the rooms in our house for deep cleaning Saturday. Each step has a check box, and I put the charts in page protectors and the boys use dry erase markers to mark off each step. These charts were made because again, I had told them 800 times how to deep clean a bathroom, but somehow they don't think that cleaning the edges of the tub are important, or the base of the toilet. or the....and the list goes on. <br />So, even with the charts, the boys were marking off each step, even if they had not done it. In fact, I'm pretty sure we had gone a few weeks without certain kids even reading the entire chart. <br />So, as I am trying to not to bring the entire ward down before sacrament, and also trying really hard not to go up to the deacons/teachers in their designated sacrament passing rows and knock some heads around, Boyd told me not to worry, he had a great object lesson to teach them. He could tell I was on the brink of explosion. <br />Enter in an object lesson for the ages. <br />Boyd and I "made dinner" on Tuesday night. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg55J3qKFxGrw_y4PSl_nEgP6bXGv39lvLi-S-YzQ1J3bYoQF_9bpz8Z1FuX-aGortID8JUoZn3zOi9skR7Rxj8PYNVSa1VOHuFGL4BTwYuEhAey3U61AeCdxNhd7q6tpa8I4RCXt9TDRM/s1600-h/IMG_2500.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg55J3qKFxGrw_y4PSl_nEgP6bXGv39lvLi-S-YzQ1J3bYoQF_9bpz8Z1FuX-aGortID8JUoZn3zOi9skR7Rxj8PYNVSa1VOHuFGL4BTwYuEhAey3U61AeCdxNhd7q6tpa8I4RCXt9TDRM/s400/IMG_2500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437407665158671026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhtJgCKFNfMGICmXlqhyjIoHRsD_kZ1ch9Z48_FE-CrU1jwHWsDscT87svx-5AzLRfzG0_2D9oYXziYE8O83Vmr-xd3T_kbvqXOP5yL52Fu38b6C_l4-UyIBaHaQbGXHBopN5cBpAoPE/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhtJgCKFNfMGICmXlqhyjIoHRsD_kZ1ch9Z48_FE-CrU1jwHWsDscT87svx-5AzLRfzG0_2D9oYXziYE8O83Vmr-xd3T_kbvqXOP5yL52Fu38b6C_l4-UyIBaHaQbGXHBopN5cBpAoPE/s400/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437407840948872786" /></a><br />"Dinner" consisted of frozen hamburger, potato pearls, tuna fish, banana's, tomato soup (without the liquid) and corn. <br />We even covered the concotion with tin foil, set the table, called the boys in, and pulled out dinner from oven (the oven wasn't even on). <br />As we presented dinner, the looks ont their faces couldn't be replicated. Boyd and I pulled off Operation Shock and Awe. The government couldn't even do that. We are that good. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwluMpK-Zym3TPuzw-VbIqPxrpcrLJTS4OsvbmMBlEOknIl_1S2xepj41_PoZmvbBXITGOu4TGMO3twMiH2SrgB_UCdDJvK3DWlJTHQlxVK88CAJu-QzQw4IHrRXn1SKvexbzjSxFwKQ/s1600-h/IMG_2503.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtwluMpK-Zym3TPuzw-VbIqPxrpcrLJTS4OsvbmMBlEOknIl_1S2xepj41_PoZmvbBXITGOu4TGMO3twMiH2SrgB_UCdDJvK3DWlJTHQlxVK88CAJu-QzQw4IHrRXn1SKvexbzjSxFwKQ/s400/IMG_2503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437408771652141506" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWpCro1PeHahzRcsFGAGY5ne66S1puxVEhd1EC8ltKFBtcoQsw3aTQ15HAQ80PGrnhL1qIqmjdUihJ7VeITUknJEfpJq4W4zPTnWqrk5f98PT8hKi3L9oPqlue4P4U8lEvSQHpDr_Tb0/s1600-h/IMG_2501.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtWpCro1PeHahzRcsFGAGY5ne66S1puxVEhd1EC8ltKFBtcoQsw3aTQ15HAQ80PGrnhL1qIqmjdUihJ7VeITUknJEfpJq4W4zPTnWqrk5f98PT8hKi3L9oPqlue4P4U8lEvSQHpDr_Tb0/s400/IMG_2501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437409002139414338" /></a><br />The camera couldn't even catch what we saw. <br />We presented dinner, and said "hey guys, we made dinner! Who wants the first serving?" They weren't sure what to say - they were all dead silent. I said again "hey, we made dinner, who'se first?" <br />Silence. <br />I then pulled out the charts, or in this case, the "recipes". I said "hey, Dad and I decided not to use the recipe for dinner, but hey we made dinner! We seem to have something going on in this house where we don't need to read or follow our recipes, and I figured, if it's alright for you guys to do it, it's alright for us. But hey, I made dinner, right? Just like you did your chores!" <br />Silence.<br />"You boys tell me your chores are done, but they are not, you haven't used your recipe, so I thought to myself, well, if the boys can do it, so can I. I decided not to make the potatoes or cook the meat, but hey I still made dinner. Finishing things just doesn't seem to be a priority, so I guess I don't have to finish my things either. Our dinner is done just like your chores are "done", right?" <br />Silence.<br />We then had a lengthy discussion (it was really a one way discussion) about doing things right, following the directions, and finishing completely. We also talked aout the dishonesty that was going on with marking the charts, but not actually doing what they marked done. <br />Next, they all went silently to their rooms, without dinner. I made dinner, but for some reason, nobody wanted any. Little did they know, I had Wendy's in the car for me, Boyd, and Spencer. Why Spencer? Because he was the only one who had taken the charts seriously. He was the only one I didn't have to constantly monitor, he was the only one who didn't have to be told twice to get his chores done. In fact, the first week I enlisted the help of the "charts", Spencer told me how much he liked the charts because it made him feel like he was really accomplishing something. So we snuck Spencer out of his room and fed him Wendy's - his brothers never knew. <br />Needless to say, the boys not only went to their room to ponder the night's discussion, but they each cleaned their rooms without being asked. It was a night for the record books - and so far, all we have to do is say "remember frozen hamburger dinner?" and they usually get to it. <br />I ended the discussion that night saying "Was it a surprise that mom and dad did this?" To which they all agreed it was. The last thing I said is "Well, there's more where this came from - dinner like this is just the start. If you want to behave the way you have been behaving, turn about is fair play. Just remember, there's a lot more where this came from."<br />Oh yeah, don't mess with a ticked mom.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-89458935282910375362009-12-13T21:07:00.000-07:002009-12-13T22:01:59.610-07:00It Really is a Wonderful Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwC3waz12b3i0b7u9oEeem_8Joun1ibOCdQyyiCRRv2vHVZpAGyaEG6orNVkXxTIR55OQM_xxMQRYHIiEHWV4KlGxVW8N1fQtxsc2zsYXrLP-o6ihdLEpGpeUz5Oy0mlIhSs-0TExQzjA/s1600-h/It's+a+Wonderful+Life.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwC3waz12b3i0b7u9oEeem_8Joun1ibOCdQyyiCRRv2vHVZpAGyaEG6orNVkXxTIR55OQM_xxMQRYHIiEHWV4KlGxVW8N1fQtxsc2zsYXrLP-o6ihdLEpGpeUz5Oy0mlIhSs-0TExQzjA/s400/It's+a+Wonderful+Life.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414938961307730642" /></a><br />We watched this movie tonight as a family, and I have to say, the older I get, the more I love this movie. It's my dad's favorite movie, and I always think of him when I watch it this time of year. Now I join him in declaring that this movie is one of the best movies. Ever. Period. I dare you to disagree with me. If you do, you are cold and heartless and I would really need to question if we should be friends. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfwJoblUQFOStqyTXm_4Caps3jdbu1xl8LoOT3BLYGWLYWvETlRGV7SxTPSxXQh9deh96WXURuHOfMNt-QF8yKtf85roj3MFQpb9sxL38m56yWjRDE57Yx9KuGKsIpv36FN-g8HYbZzKQ/s1600-h/Dec+09+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfwJoblUQFOStqyTXm_4Caps3jdbu1xl8LoOT3BLYGWLYWvETlRGV7SxTPSxXQh9deh96WXURuHOfMNt-QF8yKtf85roj3MFQpb9sxL38m56yWjRDE57Yx9KuGKsIpv36FN-g8HYbZzKQ/s400/Dec+09+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414941071888779762" /></a><br />Does this picture not say "celebrate"? On Friday our little family officially finished reading the Book of Mormon for the first time. In the past our scripture study was always on and off, but we've really tried hard and our labors have paid off. Boyd and I told the boys we wanted to celebrate our big occasion and do something that we don't usually have the opportunity to do. We had planned to go to the roof for dinner on Friday but it was cold and snowy so we gave the boys a choice: The Roof or any other restaurant they could think of. And guess what, the White/Peterson gene prevails in my sons...they all unanimously wanted to go to....wait for it....wait for it.....Chuck-A-Rama. I know!? Crazy and true! So we went, saved a bunch of money (although that place is not cheap), and had the happiest boys in the universe. I haven't seen them that happy in a long time. I mean, icee's, hot chocolate, chocolate milk, apple beer, and chicken - and all you can eat of it. They were so happy, and guess what? It made me happy too. <br /><br />With our Book of Mormon celebration over on Friday, we had a basketball game, template date, family pics and a ward party on Saturday and tickets for the Tabernacle Choir on Sunday morning. I had also agreed to substitute Primary. And as it goes with my family, during the wintertime, someone always gets the stomach flu. That someone happened to be Logan. Logan told me before I left for a quick errand Saturday evening that his stomach hurt and he was in his bed - which for those of you who have boys, they just don't randomly go lay in their beds. I asked if he went poop, he said he did, and I thought "oh, he'll be alright". I told the other two he wasn't feeling well and ran to Sam's. The next thing I know, I received a text from Spencer saying Logan just threw up. Oh no - our family always gets the stomach flu a few times in the winter and it's never a pretty sight. Luckily, he made it to the "barf bowl" - yes we have a bowl designated for barfing - and it even says "Barf Bowl" on the side. I keep it within easy reach underneath my bed for those late night barfing spells the boys seem to always get. <br />Boyd ended up taking the other two to the ward party, a long with our cheesy potatoes that Boyd forgot to put the sour cream in. I told him to tell the gal who was in charge, and is my good friend, that they didn't have sour cream so they need to be used last, and only if REALLY needed. But he didn't, so I should apologize to all those who got the White family sourcreamless cheesy potatoes. Unfortunatly, Boyd also decided to use a sharpie and write our name all over our dish so we couldn't get out of the gig unrecognized for our poor side dish. Oh well, the ward is probably not going to want me to bring food anymore, so maybe there is an up side to this. <br />With Logan sick, we had a slight change in plans. Luckily, he was able to play his basketball game and be okay for family pictures - it hit right after they were over. <br />My sweet sister Laurel did another awesome year of pictures for us. The shoot was fast, we're pretty sure we had them taken in front of a marijuana shed, and it ended with an impromptu snowball fight. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzcM75JRSHeMNBiMZYRA-9x8rahSmcXguaCdokM__iln4aRrDdDWk8OFQeCsKka_GKRrf5IgurqROaTuxSCqBiqAy9e8yeHSP1z0idToLDkNLGBQkFP9Ma3eDgSSrgr1HdSiTSb1uSLk/s1600-h/Dec+09+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzcM75JRSHeMNBiMZYRA-9x8rahSmcXguaCdokM__iln4aRrDdDWk8OFQeCsKka_GKRrf5IgurqROaTuxSCqBiqAy9e8yeHSP1z0idToLDkNLGBQkFP9Ma3eDgSSrgr1HdSiTSb1uSLk/s400/Dec+09+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947944354650786" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4S_959cFxvG-8AnCNgmlhulvtJ6-ibIr9iCiSrWa5QtmUmuCQ-4L2F12HZhOJyw4PFP9oeOT2E388IfWRSLU28TPyI_L3xW0hWVjK9kfDgm2j95I6xhHtrKwa8O_7n9WBJC6O2ByhY8/s1600-h/Dec+09+018.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmH401QBdWb9dEW57OhpVKZ_zX-MMmkllUUAHUPiMR0fI7-suTLw-_OwevlfYm5svFh-IJLrdH3grkxAK_521LWfKQmqq4cO93r7ECw4fI4ZlNKV4J2uIpM1Qm-MO1UmkYcmd3SG1M2eA/s400/Dec+09+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414946053801656866" /></a><br /><br />We had a great snowstorm today, with the biggest flakes I think I've ever seen! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPumIeBmUuIgF10DvS9PHRcLZXHsrScdfTa-D4ernjFokKGY4B8-T3DVASGM3C_RjS0c1hG7gXAwHi2SBzNbvkLAdF0ateUOpQMAlKcKGudvZ3x95ijoi6p1HK60gpP6j5l-K2uD4mvI/s1600-h/Dec+09+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPumIeBmUuIgF10DvS9PHRcLZXHsrScdfTa-D4ernjFokKGY4B8-T3DVASGM3C_RjS0c1hG7gXAwHi2SBzNbvkLAdF0ateUOpQMAlKcKGudvZ3x95ijoi6p1HK60gpP6j5l-K2uD4mvI/s400/Dec+09+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414944223703126866" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3mU7YD5BZQdzaNey-n_KNfChMfu2PeCmuFNUxjT0-9TA89wgUS6HKK1D0plpWIjpCaecVdGFMT1RSncBrsuZutGVgSPkhcFiutQIc36BPq-h8bskoc-2CVzNRgfoVVWZg8693ZS0IjY/s1600-h/Dec+09+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3mU7YD5BZQdzaNey-n_KNfChMfu2PeCmuFNUxjT0-9TA89wgUS6HKK1D0plpWIjpCaecVdGFMT1RSncBrsuZutGVgSPkhcFiutQIc36BPq-h8bskoc-2CVzNRgfoVVWZg8693ZS0IjY/s400/Dec+09+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414944108096518226" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMpdn5c5IyOrl8PN5vMFrgoh5pQy8SNE3c4v2ObuZ813Qs5zoVLGJ7nZunNXqAkCpF-0G25cajqf21Umc9mFkNOUkNZrJe4gO1fpPvOebwWZLyzRPs8fL5y2PL2s9A59hT0PaCytf-ggU/s1600-h/Dec+09+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMpdn5c5IyOrl8PN5vMFrgoh5pQy8SNE3c4v2ObuZ813Qs5zoVLGJ7nZunNXqAkCpF-0G25cajqf21Umc9mFkNOUkNZrJe4gO1fpPvOebwWZLyzRPs8fL5y2PL2s9A59hT0PaCytf-ggU/s400/Dec+09+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414943998101785906" /></a><br />So today, as I stayed home taking care of my 10 year old "baby", and watching the snowflakes fall, I got to comtemplate my many blessings. It really is a wonderful life, even if our cheesy potatoes don't have sour cream and my son is barfing, there's lots to be thankful for.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-11807112726546015162009-12-08T22:44:00.001-07:002009-12-08T23:01:22.826-07:00Merry Christmas courtesty of Wham!For any of you who know me very well, you may know that I love George Michael/Wham! I always have, and I always will. This posting should probably be titled "Things About Me That Are Embarrassing". But if you know me well, you'll also know I'm usually a little too honest, so I can't deny my feelings for George. <br /><br />I heard this song going into work this morning, and it put me in the best mood. I LOVE this song, know every word, and LOVE to sing a long. I really get into it. I always sing in the car, but to this song, I really let it fly. I wish I could sing a duet with George, I really do. <br /><br />If you know me REALLY well, you probably know that George Michael was the first poster of a "boy" I had in my room. Yes it's true, this poster DID come before Kirk Cameron in white blazer/turquoise tee shirt and pink backdrop. When my dad asked me who he was and why he was on my wall, I was so embarrassed, I tore the poster off the wall and threw it away. If my memory serves me correctly, and I'm pretty sure it does, I believe my dad was chuckling as he asked his questions, hence the embarrassment. So sad, I wish I still had it - George in his aviator shades and leather jacket. It was pretty sweet. I'm pretty sure this posting is going to be followed up with an hour of me watching GM videos on Youtube. <br /><br />Anyway, nothing says Merry Christmas like hearing a good old 80's song sung by a good looking guy with a huge do. I just can't believe George gave "her" the same diamond pin he gave me for Christmas... <br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5W4-B06nMB4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5W4-B06nMB4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-46127785016550129412009-11-27T18:12:00.001-07:002009-11-27T18:14:26.865-07:00Funny!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILvkEHQPHHg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILvkEHQPHHg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-71438579748332326252009-10-05T17:09:00.000-06:002009-10-05T17:55:45.406-06:00Yes, I'm Alive!It is true, I have not died and fallen off the face of the planet. I've just been super busy and not had a moment to either update my blog or read any of my favorites. My sister La said everytime she checked my blog she would get so mad to see "Summer Lovin'". I don't blame her, summer is gone. Sigh. <br />Here's a few pics of what we've been busy doing...<br /><br />An early morning sunrise, getting ready for work!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSJ85F0TPXFY32IYpIA0jMWOgOmVx2SJfTER9TeasU-8d7wYVzEHA-kJw-b4rUj9r6XzWFuhvU5X6dXSQzCSsJ5luTreFQ9fN4e5W8lleJqS_Lqn8zlH1JTsMzCHrz11vkLTORmvJ-7oI/s1600-h/IMG_1853.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSJ85F0TPXFY32IYpIA0jMWOgOmVx2SJfTER9TeasU-8d7wYVzEHA-kJw-b4rUj9r6XzWFuhvU5X6dXSQzCSsJ5luTreFQ9fN4e5W8lleJqS_Lqn8zlH1JTsMzCHrz11vkLTORmvJ-7oI/s400/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389258859548633890" /></a><br /><br />Stampin' Up!'s 2009 Annual Convention. A few of my product lines...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiC1axBM3TU2EyJQ3q-0tOLMA3FrVWJluHRAeopdavmDT3nJ9DX3yuqu_82dUFnQd8UBiSrpYj1mmbs7sum9xR8vQGP373nbP3wxhk9zRw-1gmzTL-j6_V6uNRZKpNW9OAwynyfCWc4Ic/s1600-h/IMG_1854.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiC1axBM3TU2EyJQ3q-0tOLMA3FrVWJluHRAeopdavmDT3nJ9DX3yuqu_82dUFnQd8UBiSrpYj1mmbs7sum9xR8vQGP373nbP3wxhk9zRw-1gmzTL-j6_V6uNRZKpNW9OAwynyfCWc4Ic/s400/IMG_1854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389259210369498434" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6MHvhalPL-_yaaGZuOtGrI-6lTJmUEtBPkzKCsV3ah8jE2jvqBxpAJefG9-0BEacaOcNZUjqfOzJpMmg-P8RdK-KbUJsJXS0FbRXpXXCqyWup7S46NfZ8ZhOTv380KbOKskt_PKxjffA/s1600-h/IMG_1856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6MHvhalPL-_yaaGZuOtGrI-6lTJmUEtBPkzKCsV3ah8jE2jvqBxpAJefG9-0BEacaOcNZUjqfOzJpMmg-P8RdK-KbUJsJXS0FbRXpXXCqyWup7S46NfZ8ZhOTv380KbOKskt_PKxjffA/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389259573930633490" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR_gu0WXt-7L9zT8Yh16lbV1wxfFo-TKUbxwu_L0d7VPEabYfsMV7KxmIwxEBfFsJBN2elFKKPZmLpqoK24Y57CzAMn9bE1gUd6GtMysFkO8hAvFOGDsugOXO5BB2ze02uG4ei2dMh4Fo/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR_gu0WXt-7L9zT8Yh16lbV1wxfFo-TKUbxwu_L0d7VPEabYfsMV7KxmIwxEBfFsJBN2elFKKPZmLpqoK24Y57CzAMn9bE1gUd6GtMysFkO8hAvFOGDsugOXO5BB2ze02uG4ei2dMh4Fo/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389259878076634130" /></a><br /><br />Me dropping off Gatorade and sunscreen to Boyd while he volunteered at the Oquirrh Mountain Temple.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIOA8Qr9a8i9Bq6wv3iKb9cfUjMSDR1DRU470GlSIpPeqNeqX91JsigZXqQHpGq0GiePKc-SxBXIfWqtZmXzc3x-tVlWZLyQuPYVl11i0u0krd1o_e634TVnm4_c0p9oujefyaKv0I1g/s1600-h/IMG_1868.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIOA8Qr9a8i9Bq6wv3iKb9cfUjMSDR1DRU470GlSIpPeqNeqX91JsigZXqQHpGq0GiePKc-SxBXIfWqtZmXzc3x-tVlWZLyQuPYVl11i0u0krd1o_e634TVnm4_c0p9oujefyaKv0I1g/s400/IMG_1868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389260142560086050" /></a><br /><br />Lara brought Reese home as he had a 4-day leave from the military. They best be getting hitched because I like Lara so much!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OH3YqG6g7nEj06kDznV0_jZf29e5hIGw_HTeuTDKgdwiN6sYcQqxI5ouspOgug_mK_RX_AZfbBcAwnEAWTaA5C8KhkOgD9Ev6UBCRKU3slFoklxpBvwyPeQ3pOMT9tAxxqwYOynwIfU/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OH3YqG6g7nEj06kDznV0_jZf29e5hIGw_HTeuTDKgdwiN6sYcQqxI5ouspOgug_mK_RX_AZfbBcAwnEAWTaA5C8KhkOgD9Ev6UBCRKU3slFoklxpBvwyPeQ3pOMT9tAxxqwYOynwIfU/s400/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389260721981620946" /></a><br /><br />I now have a 12 year old...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz14ehVYdk1JZ6OjfdfKEXjJQQUOyCR0gDYFlTxld6VmdE0jeIcwL5VGbbR-LRa_GGivZxo16Qv86wjhrUIqZ4Ym2VodS3J9Ez4VHYk75PnhxPcoN658jzvbRds1Fum2FfSrjNUZCZo9M/s1600-h/IMG_1883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz14ehVYdk1JZ6OjfdfKEXjJQQUOyCR0gDYFlTxld6VmdE0jeIcwL5VGbbR-LRa_GGivZxo16Qv86wjhrUIqZ4Ym2VodS3J9Ez4VHYk75PnhxPcoN658jzvbRds1Fum2FfSrjNUZCZo9M/s400/IMG_1883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261088824168850" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81cr6NIdo4WgFHXKH-WnRl1NUNzueliQUALwQBwSrdkOtJ_W4T1ONvMLhOMDjMclntthfOLfL-UUdgBPTmChu44CAeHHR2KgF2tlm7qdmG2JGZcA2e6-PqCQD3SijOPyPbY7fkputj-8/s1600-h/IMG_1887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81cr6NIdo4WgFHXKH-WnRl1NUNzueliQUALwQBwSrdkOtJ_W4T1ONvMLhOMDjMclntthfOLfL-UUdgBPTmChu44CAeHHR2KgF2tlm7qdmG2JGZcA2e6-PqCQD3SijOPyPbY7fkputj-8/s400/IMG_1887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262103865336866" /></a><br /><br />And a 10 year old....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghasUvKCgnWL7uaRi4KZAvzwDmqGVIfaicyHFsy1vBQCj7DsFpQ_XqMoTCCU0LbKxuWs4LeVDu-ONnPvDcMzhPBRTvLDxzYilf-2F-Vnd5jlQ2oTd290J8FOcS7SY5f190Vk-JfQYuZdA/s1600-h/IMG_1893.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghasUvKCgnWL7uaRi4KZAvzwDmqGVIfaicyHFsy1vBQCj7DsFpQ_XqMoTCCU0LbKxuWs4LeVDu-ONnPvDcMzhPBRTvLDxzYilf-2F-Vnd5jlQ2oTd290J8FOcS7SY5f190Vk-JfQYuZdA/s400/IMG_1893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261596614612514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1KU_utLaGk4JqgBN9kD-U2dBf6IV7B2EdK6aUCggah8-lEJTv_RfqKL1L2Pdq2I7XKWLbMN1G6SJwuNbmEYjH7QqLJtDnS_doU-WckdQIz1hWNWsSdxYolOfxNjZuwypYoI_yztjKqg/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL1KU_utLaGk4JqgBN9kD-U2dBf6IV7B2EdK6aUCggah8-lEJTv_RfqKL1L2Pdq2I7XKWLbMN1G6SJwuNbmEYjH7QqLJtDnS_doU-WckdQIz1hWNWsSdxYolOfxNjZuwypYoI_yztjKqg/s400/IMG_1892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389261818894697170" /></a><br /><br />And three football players...<br />Spencer<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3keCzouBaP7ttaL-7mv8tRs5CP2OBKN-8t4oV8-EHZTCTvsfCs3chT3EhwCpfWbk3ffhQTur0xG2mX_oMGiHbzjQ2RPS1htSMr368gnEOOkGqkVmSxmzZHFTe6hzB8syOdO7kf0m_vxo/s1600-h/IMG_1929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3keCzouBaP7ttaL-7mv8tRs5CP2OBKN-8t4oV8-EHZTCTvsfCs3chT3EhwCpfWbk3ffhQTur0xG2mX_oMGiHbzjQ2RPS1htSMr368gnEOOkGqkVmSxmzZHFTe6hzB8syOdO7kf0m_vxo/s400/IMG_1929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389262758984125394" /></a><br />That would be Spence, front left, the tall kid...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rgEKlU8AnoFGPpXyfJ1S4huvp3d3Hg4cYG6D6Ki2imm7L9bhXq4ZlC8G56SOdJvt31J6o3aylWRb8Q9lcY9L4ppEoLni6kSmsXW3jzyBkKL7LctpigvhDj29_AsMq7a9Sx1o159ty-0/s1600-h/IMG_1927.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rgEKlU8AnoFGPpXyfJ1S4huvp3d3Hg4cYG6D6Ki2imm7L9bhXq4ZlC8G56SOdJvt31J6o3aylWRb8Q9lcY9L4ppEoLni6kSmsXW3jzyBkKL7LctpigvhDj29_AsMq7a9Sx1o159ty-0/s400/IMG_1927.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389263077802320754" /></a><br />Spence making a sweet tackle. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUHszBaOPN6RX52XJT-QTl8ZA_w5DU0sokvYkoqHx3XPM48PSITkmR54rhl8ZUjRY2c6dKeQ1zOv4mSzGrhyMRrR3qrBMvKYrQiOHKgUno4369XS4Igb_lRiGw_ybSttUzuIqv_Cba0Q/s1600-h/IMG_1938.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUHszBaOPN6RX52XJT-QTl8ZA_w5DU0sokvYkoqHx3XPM48PSITkmR54rhl8ZUjRY2c6dKeQ1zOv4mSzGrhyMRrR3qrBMvKYrQiOHKgUno4369XS4Igb_lRiGw_ybSttUzuIqv_Cba0Q/s400/IMG_1938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389263275995219330" /></a><br />Bryant<br />White, Black...ha ha!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUfZVG2fBT2JEq9RtFmoQoIaTZqGYNXhMWLYh9evbUjGPskHO3GFIL9P92cLs9Ty4HvDoSCqe89fgk10HLOHnManACdLoS-DCcq-VEOeJI6e-PHAolVlyFDB5aJ_warXNTTxKosHRiGI/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDUfZVG2fBT2JEq9RtFmoQoIaTZqGYNXhMWLYh9evbUjGPskHO3GFIL9P92cLs9Ty4HvDoSCqe89fgk10HLOHnManACdLoS-DCcq-VEOeJI6e-PHAolVlyFDB5aJ_warXNTTxKosHRiGI/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389263737373254194" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcXdngsBqARkwp0i2t4mKKlPvF_ge1Qd2kqwx7iN-_ZC6MDfURHKcG-AZF1aL56hdjEIvmaHsLa0cYLxh7heckHs_lwi8m9T0oiClCFRR-e0SUhMSBcUTGeISOYjy6ZeNWqV1imW9-vI/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBcXdngsBqARkwp0i2t4mKKlPvF_ge1Qd2kqwx7iN-_ZC6MDfURHKcG-AZF1aL56hdjEIvmaHsLa0cYLxh7heckHs_lwi8m9T0oiClCFRR-e0SUhMSBcUTGeISOYjy6ZeNWqV1imW9-vI/s400/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264067932300802" /></a><br />Sorry, all of my action photos are blurry and I can never get Bry in the shot...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRCY59i1DLaEkEeybc9NjCaalZh8g_DG6lvzmNk-dvPa8JCUBccgshyuCCTeXr9veiMfnLJPK4ZdL1P3-Ngvn5b4mLbWCtQJsX37G7wdmMg9S7RRc_Yo316hmtWOJFa9FsBA9qPf9GKo/s1600-h/IMG_1942.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuRCY59i1DLaEkEeybc9NjCaalZh8g_DG6lvzmNk-dvPa8JCUBccgshyuCCTeXr9veiMfnLJPK4ZdL1P3-Ngvn5b4mLbWCtQJsX37G7wdmMg9S7RRc_Yo316hmtWOJFa9FsBA9qPf9GKo/s400/IMG_1942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264381471572514" /></a><br />Logan<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMHM-vqmGD10H_KDUosQYGrZLeZPS0v-PG4Kl5xmyCo0zEQ3pSB4nSNX7j7PHUOKym3XI16GJcV9XInqe2aXxIttNtKoPbNPk9ia7Ha5MzhJmdrFd7YtOMQKKPCKMOu4uYy3dLlNcoZE/s1600-h/IMG_1976.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGMHM-vqmGD10H_KDUosQYGrZLeZPS0v-PG4Kl5xmyCo0zEQ3pSB4nSNX7j7PHUOKym3XI16GJcV9XInqe2aXxIttNtKoPbNPk9ia7Ha5MzhJmdrFd7YtOMQKKPCKMOu4uYy3dLlNcoZE/s400/IMG_1976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389264691936716562" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4we8sjRRguH-YK593cFvPVw7Bj4dbQ3EyOIgMbjJloLq68wJJAzGfaSk22qbAbBn-XukuaMIjQIYfH-sY5lfZwhHuxKYHpBIlm1kC14yml7rCqNBfg8uvJaTdyVEQWKi8Qajsvyb28c/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib4we8sjRRguH-YK593cFvPVw7Bj4dbQ3EyOIgMbjJloLq68wJJAzGfaSk22qbAbBn-XukuaMIjQIYfH-sY5lfZwhHuxKYHpBIlm1kC14yml7rCqNBfg8uvJaTdyVEQWKi8Qajsvyb28c/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265133797354114" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjasZKhjwke0xDMNbZ7jWbi8zi-joqA1z_gUP8pfeKVUiFRbirHK6qg7IcPzqocd_C22A-IQijFfEU7sMXF5xH4VmR7FwihMfhO8lcxekmnrPpdJMzFE2hB_53yjc1j7-J4_1Ht70FFqT0/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjasZKhjwke0xDMNbZ7jWbi8zi-joqA1z_gUP8pfeKVUiFRbirHK6qg7IcPzqocd_C22A-IQijFfEU7sMXF5xH4VmR7FwihMfhO8lcxekmnrPpdJMzFE2hB_53yjc1j7-J4_1Ht70FFqT0/s400/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265332287764050" /></a><br /><br />A dirty scout returns home with three new friends...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyh6hyHSAmCbNlvZDUPigy_-H3BHeRD9xod9Dfr7o-BS3J_46RwTmw4wKHAfZKfscDcZ0Mz1-LAVixxyLjBUI1ORamOh26XVYITnZBpgD9G4j-fapL71isnNy1MdDaFXls2y7IizDoUQc/s1600-h/IMG_1983.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyh6hyHSAmCbNlvZDUPigy_-H3BHeRD9xod9Dfr7o-BS3J_46RwTmw4wKHAfZKfscDcZ0Mz1-LAVixxyLjBUI1ORamOh26XVYITnZBpgD9G4j-fapL71isnNy1MdDaFXls2y7IizDoUQc/s400/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389265754524505922" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm1_csfy9jBUSHbrru1pDxGtDVwwuPPqMmLku6rF7rNqtpAdxR7ls4F_V35Pu7qA9nqCs6xGI4Q_BmnE7jlqnnyviE5KIFsp_dXD3rLocE1nQGZORTrtj41jI40ZnCd_VBUNxG5FlHvdA/s1600-h/IMG_1985.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm1_csfy9jBUSHbrru1pDxGtDVwwuPPqMmLku6rF7rNqtpAdxR7ls4F_V35Pu7qA9nqCs6xGI4Q_BmnE7jlqnnyviE5KIFsp_dXD3rLocE1nQGZORTrtj41jI40ZnCd_VBUNxG5FlHvdA/s400/IMG_1985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389268507228952434" /></a><br />Lucky for me, 2 got out (outside thankfully) and I convinced him to give the last one to a neighbor so I am lizard free, the way to be!<br /><br />Me and and my peep Missy take a trip to Wisconsin...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUc_t0sFAddiYw4UPlIQRlar6sS3iZZpsIpGSnma9Bhcpxm8owhf39HzQcyHGUwVw9rslz9NeuCwyUARZ9vcKpYxGGDaYhmlxapB1TSOpZmM5efbcI5YhT0imVQtU3l1cxZIKuDmTXA8U/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUc_t0sFAddiYw4UPlIQRlar6sS3iZZpsIpGSnma9Bhcpxm8owhf39HzQcyHGUwVw9rslz9NeuCwyUARZ9vcKpYxGGDaYhmlxapB1TSOpZmM5efbcI5YhT0imVQtU3l1cxZIKuDmTXA8U/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389266127605704082" /></a><br />"Head. Pants. NOW!" "It's like an orange on a toothpick"<br /><br />And finally, conference morning. Breakfast with the family. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVeXskWOwoFO_O3kexypUD8mjIRfVRCBKyCtI5mPcAmvy4gFekI67tXik0-Rst0HI37ZygpxvteEgfHoAaeAALskssZH5x1-oapZW3jM4r43__ET-P9iwhuMNqwfJ8Sqmuf8IkhzhpfIU/s1600-h/IMG_1987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVeXskWOwoFO_O3kexypUD8mjIRfVRCBKyCtI5mPcAmvy4gFekI67tXik0-Rst0HI37ZygpxvteEgfHoAaeAALskssZH5x1-oapZW3jM4r43__ET-P9iwhuMNqwfJ8Sqmuf8IkhzhpfIU/s400/IMG_1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389266599242287874" /></a><br />Boyd "Would you like a round-house kick to the face while I'm wearing these bad boys? Forget about it!"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_RAwjvpjMrrtXotE5KVUjODhruTlIFEjixXnh11Kc9KLXHz3lVccne-bGejL-vWoqI3efXCyN6f2HPiFURcHL9nfSX13_dS2qCrtR4yxssLuBAPOgEO_spZ2zzO8QpauRUI8kgRtDPc/s1600-h/IMG_1989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu_RAwjvpjMrrtXotE5KVUjODhruTlIFEjixXnh11Kc9KLXHz3lVccne-bGejL-vWoqI3efXCyN6f2HPiFURcHL9nfSX13_dS2qCrtR4yxssLuBAPOgEO_spZ2zzO8QpauRUI8kgRtDPc/s400/IMG_1989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389266987805883906" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-52772997014719079242009-07-31T11:44:00.000-06:002009-07-31T12:21:04.400-06:00Summer Lovin'<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8H4CJNfQ-hQsIEMtMa4VPi4qTJ8qm8_3yqr6Zmf1dO4EOGwU9kXpbUTt5KP9aDYVC25jN4ZvMKBdiRobEIJvuCTFfpzhromDBqX3v1_TfUCHcYhKYHJoD75v-c9N-ILEEwQVeoB8wSs/s1600-h/July+2009+033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8H4CJNfQ-hQsIEMtMa4VPi4qTJ8qm8_3yqr6Zmf1dO4EOGwU9kXpbUTt5KP9aDYVC25jN4ZvMKBdiRobEIJvuCTFfpzhromDBqX3v1_TfUCHcYhKYHJoD75v-c9N-ILEEwQVeoB8wSs/s400/July+2009+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685242023630354" /></a><br /><br />Does this photo not embody everything about summer? I think it's one of my all-time favs. <br /><br />Boyd's mom and dad had a waterslide party for Boyd's dad's birthday - it's become somewhat of a tradition and we always have such a great time. I had to sit it out because of the leg. Boooo. But it was still so much fun watching. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68BcAHYfF0EmkhgUezRrY4UKV0gKUcki0R9cMMnvgccAroniFdH2MYza90s8cm98CGBr4ZfDpwLP2Prdo7vKp_9an-yDwlW7sPah0JltjhI-XSRB0G7Xieq9cjJY1Y-oNgy6XV2re5nU/s1600-h/July+2009+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg68BcAHYfF0EmkhgUezRrY4UKV0gKUcki0R9cMMnvgccAroniFdH2MYza90s8cm98CGBr4ZfDpwLP2Prdo7vKp_9an-yDwlW7sPah0JltjhI-XSRB0G7Xieq9cjJY1Y-oNgy6XV2re5nU/s400/July+2009+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685552024757570" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56KlC53MnrnuDJdqp2jgnmKozM7KDve2ucAHgLq-1GYiAhR3PfpXckx7H-u3uThvo3GChH3Qdbe7Jfjo-vCcp8PgNMSUj7ToJIXAOfN4_OrhdV6b5nkxNCiyTIuH4tUVBGZZ_BqhqJhI/s1600-h/July+2009+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56KlC53MnrnuDJdqp2jgnmKozM7KDve2ucAHgLq-1GYiAhR3PfpXckx7H-u3uThvo3GChH3Qdbe7Jfjo-vCcp8PgNMSUj7ToJIXAOfN4_OrhdV6b5nkxNCiyTIuH4tUVBGZZ_BqhqJhI/s400/July+2009+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685734648513266" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3sl6pzcRE8YfLRKy8fhRzafS3zqP36vls9rIhVLmBIlMeNI8U-OfnbtVpUBd6sqER6eSwZQndxet6fQVkt4ZMvbQH7zBLs7xm5AUq_Tib0F9s4WWa5m-AgvaC2zRVv4kiRIr8oVAYMs/s1600-h/July+2009+019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3sl6pzcRE8YfLRKy8fhRzafS3zqP36vls9rIhVLmBIlMeNI8U-OfnbtVpUBd6sqER6eSwZQndxet6fQVkt4ZMvbQH7zBLs7xm5AUq_Tib0F9s4WWa5m-AgvaC2zRVv4kiRIr8oVAYMs/s400/July+2009+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364685967562809730" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXHRTU0B0fsANcwOxQSg9K3JlGSo9aJ6fXEQ0QubhtsW7-YfGKpwGzOgyswGzy1kT6Zi3FUcBgWCXwqBXRH5JSXpDHO8pnTVaj8sSPNaQua2Etd9tK2SYriULIvOoGOTmyTV-oFlYAwo/s1600-h/July+2009+025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXHRTU0B0fsANcwOxQSg9K3JlGSo9aJ6fXEQ0QubhtsW7-YfGKpwGzOgyswGzy1kT6Zi3FUcBgWCXwqBXRH5JSXpDHO8pnTVaj8sSPNaQua2Etd9tK2SYriULIvOoGOTmyTV-oFlYAwo/s400/July+2009+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364686109407538322" /></a><br />The boys with their boy cousins on Boyd's side of the family...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8_K4WtvuGGHDqME2sWQF1YPocrUG62vyCChUmWqzY_1W3ol3ewd4N9anHww3kmE7khMjzjMCyFsd7C0aqsMAuL9o5TlAhIE0WOkClmvEutkGjrvrT-dZmtOROjHpZ7hKPHb3OXnhlSQ/s1600-h/July+2009+023.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu8_K4WtvuGGHDqME2sWQF1YPocrUG62vyCChUmWqzY_1W3ol3ewd4N9anHww3kmE7khMjzjMCyFsd7C0aqsMAuL9o5TlAhIE0WOkClmvEutkGjrvrT-dZmtOROjHpZ7hKPHb3OXnhlSQ/s400/July+2009+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364686544355191682" /></a><br /><br />Anyone that knows me, should understand how hard it was for me to not go down the slide. Torture I tell ya!<br /><br />OH, and big news in the White household, Spencer got to sit in the front seat of our car for the first time. YOu need to be 12 to sit in the front, but he's taller than most kids his age and he will be 12 in 6 weeks. It's always a big day when they get to sit in the front seat. He's growing so much I can't believe it!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2b0RB6zqfa-yYTk9dGQfwYtV9O31kJzrFnS4kPuTTHqdv-fyxC_dH074vxAKmyJDqhHkoE6d4OUgeN7qfYpxB4QYruOAInJuapGSmS-cvhTeoI9HnjmK6mRPiniYGnPNxXuXe-JMZ0NU/s1600-h/July+2009+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2b0RB6zqfa-yYTk9dGQfwYtV9O31kJzrFnS4kPuTTHqdv-fyxC_dH074vxAKmyJDqhHkoE6d4OUgeN7qfYpxB4QYruOAInJuapGSmS-cvhTeoI9HnjmK6mRPiniYGnPNxXuXe-JMZ0NU/s400/July+2009+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364689097792843378" /></a><br /><br /><br />We also have big news in another area. For the first time in I don't know how long, Bryant's not playing fall baseball. We signed both Bry and Spence up for football. Practices started this week and they are kicking the snot out of Bry (he still loves it) and I've never seen Spencer happier. Seriously. He LOVES this sport and is doing so good! He's got some work to do on receiving, but as far as speed and tacking, he's kicking butt. He's always the fastest at any of the drills they do. I'm loving watching him play - it sure beats soccer! I feel like I'm cheating on my true love - baseball. I feel guilty we're not at the baseball fields, and I feel guilty that the boys are loving it so much. But not guilty enough I guess. Baseball has defined our family for a while, because of Bry's involvement. I don't think Bry will give up baseball (thankfully), but I'm sure he'll be a better player for this experience. IT's good for him. He's playing linebacker and learning lots of new stuff. However, I think Spencer has found his calling. Stay tuned...<br /><br />Bryant is off at youth conference - and I miss him. He'll be home tomorrow, and I'm sure he's having a great time. Imagine, little Miss Molly (me) never got the opportunity to go on Youth Conferene. Pretty sad, I always had a job from the time I was old enough go. I can't wait to hear the report when he gets home. <br /><br />Oh, and I can't forget, school started for Spencer (6th grade - in his own words "I'm going to rule the school!") and Logan (4th grade) this week. Argh! Summer's are for staying home and taking swimming lessons, and camping (although I'm on a camping strike until we get a trailer), and sleep outs. However, the boys only know year round school, so they don't mind. I must be getting old, I didn't take them to school the first day like I always do and walk them to class. I let them ride their bikes and they were as happy as can be. I'm a bad mom.<br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHSzOegvFnWRrLZp3TL_n2BquMSz1h2IUkN581QVcy4GUJpqGEWb6NK_tzVLGx2IkILDUJflESyr4pcqVGEsEAowYlkJnum9jjKXvFT479BuYt8JaDJh1ceoi980mwkETnSUG0AdhlMt4/s1600-h/July+2009+052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHSzOegvFnWRrLZp3TL_n2BquMSz1h2IUkN581QVcy4GUJpqGEWb6NK_tzVLGx2IkILDUJflESyr4pcqVGEsEAowYlkJnum9jjKXvFT479BuYt8JaDJh1ceoi980mwkETnSUG0AdhlMt4/s400/July+2009+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690660170042578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5i2Ava4dAZeuR-I7qzDhhoHO2_uUrb4MCw8Mhk6w1zZ4_tNXpyTUHSNCFhuNZjxgSlh2s5gQ72G3A1yK-K6ebmiJzi9bcFTZeC6YhiBijkhC64nSktJwJSk9boqackTRjVZg1e3nbkWs/s1600-h/July+2009+051.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5i2Ava4dAZeuR-I7qzDhhoHO2_uUrb4MCw8Mhk6w1zZ4_tNXpyTUHSNCFhuNZjxgSlh2s5gQ72G3A1yK-K6ebmiJzi9bcFTZeC6YhiBijkhC64nSktJwJSk9boqackTRjVZg1e3nbkWs/s400/July+2009+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690520649650898" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAV-5n9W6_8MhEOeWSpCnYz2l62ZPeKKSZLQQ8RD5MTfxDRUIVxaQ2xeTRjuaqGynCH4criFkEKfKsB-bIFeVmkH_1PR7Gpx1j8sv_Jur53IA-PLIrWljtu8AuNqCMXpU684Ma8yTGLY/s1600-h/July+2009+050.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAV-5n9W6_8MhEOeWSpCnYz2l62ZPeKKSZLQQ8RD5MTfxDRUIVxaQ2xeTRjuaqGynCH4criFkEKfKsB-bIFeVmkH_1PR7Gpx1j8sv_Jur53IA-PLIrWljtu8AuNqCMXpU684Ma8yTGLY/s400/July+2009+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690441384747970" /></a><br /><br />I'll end with a photo of Bellingham Bay in Washington, where I was at last week. Breathtaking!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyZVj5L2QoMDrIX7L3KB_VCSDbFBFbsw6xFDNJnSdpNEYiYK6f-CUZFGKGD9LZz8e2_0ssBirviN_b3OKGwBPmFjKWek3T-8flOR59dF42iI85EZZqbiPR4_gF97yTxfDUhGlK-H9Ldpk/s1600-h/July+2009+001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyZVj5L2QoMDrIX7L3KB_VCSDbFBFbsw6xFDNJnSdpNEYiYK6f-CUZFGKGD9LZz8e2_0ssBirviN_b3OKGwBPmFjKWek3T-8flOR59dF42iI85EZZqbiPR4_gF97yTxfDUhGlK-H9Ldpk/s400/July+2009+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364686775132163634" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-28579195006185616372009-07-17T12:05:00.001-06:002009-07-17T12:59:43.396-06:00Jackson Hole & Jellystone National Park<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7W0OIp9OUXPK0IFyxagaU7lmITJI1zS9dUEXmt6FXfSS_oLoH72G74Ir0QV-3FmrRpvEYIshuXPp_dCEcSjmGQVXAE8B3KFszhgXoKq3e4UPeiF30kIMm2H00xHbcimJ6SVY5U0GDbJY/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+293.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7W0OIp9OUXPK0IFyxagaU7lmITJI1zS9dUEXmt6FXfSS_oLoH72G74Ir0QV-3FmrRpvEYIshuXPp_dCEcSjmGQVXAE8B3KFszhgXoKq3e4UPeiF30kIMm2H00xHbcimJ6SVY5U0GDbJY/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359499156617638754" /></a><br /><br />Best vacation we've ever had! It really beats standing in line at Disneyland in the hot, humid, sun. Don't get me wrong, Disneyland is fun, but this kind of vacation is really my kind of vacation. We went with Boyd's mom and dad and we couldn't have had a better time. They were so incredible and treated Sarah as if she was one of their own grandkids. The best part was being with my family and coming home feeling relaxed, boot and all. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInbVKZYZzlCe3PpekIipTAti2BnBfMTPJrNzdtkrD9nDt2PeQZ_3ysy-7s-vJKIQbPQda8OdfLdNnL16afUvmjJq24aPT8vZ9hMec0EgszO6vzYx_sppY4yxzVvmcV92b-Wtb-Mipy9Y/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiInbVKZYZzlCe3PpekIipTAti2BnBfMTPJrNzdtkrD9nDt2PeQZ_3ysy-7s-vJKIQbPQda8OdfLdNnL16afUvmjJq24aPT8vZ9hMec0EgszO6vzYx_sppY4yxzVvmcV92b-Wtb-Mipy9Y/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359492933241644450" /></a><br />I just love this girl.....<br /><br />We started the week with Sarah at Lagoon - one of our family's favorite places. What made it even funner was to have La and Addie, Taylor, and Amanda and Brad with us. They are all so fun. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ORgjj7VmXSm29P7n59y3GR7Urjm3et1O6Dr1NDiXBdSdIU8taDP6CXqZccnh-QdfChkMfcQMLBR1-_yarxAzKSniwh1AGfevjWWeAfjA6hIp-cpKawVombAWWpyqnR7lfkdehXXKV44/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9ORgjj7VmXSm29P7n59y3GR7Urjm3et1O6Dr1NDiXBdSdIU8taDP6CXqZccnh-QdfChkMfcQMLBR1-_yarxAzKSniwh1AGfevjWWeAfjA6hIp-cpKawVombAWWpyqnR7lfkdehXXKV44/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359492703684609746" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZsjJKnzpBaXVgmUYY9SNBRC-9aBUnIJvZUw46Im98XifUDepoCy2qrBiLJ191oUmsD9xNjxtu4vhy4WSYbV2vQQwBE6pdse60SSlcl2Q6zT_F49vJ6vpVEqthrD_4AobXjkzr9HoQmx4/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZsjJKnzpBaXVgmUYY9SNBRC-9aBUnIJvZUw46Im98XifUDepoCy2qrBiLJ191oUmsD9xNjxtu4vhy4WSYbV2vQQwBE6pdse60SSlcl2Q6zT_F49vJ6vpVEqthrD_4AobXjkzr9HoQmx4/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359493204389800866" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj5o54bg1HH48SnEM10OVuwI1zt1BGgDPsnQsNzhOtcIhVHtQZPXclrFK1MPPomHlUiVhCQbqszfeIKnbsrl0CYk4y7wN7elAf5ydhSnjfWGyRlGI9kIgicTl5CmTjFc3Jm5pv2YF_dKY/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj5o54bg1HH48SnEM10OVuwI1zt1BGgDPsnQsNzhOtcIhVHtQZPXclrFK1MPPomHlUiVhCQbqszfeIKnbsrl0CYk4y7wN7elAf5ydhSnjfWGyRlGI9kIgicTl5CmTjFc3Jm5pv2YF_dKY/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359493413478359410" /></a><br /><br />We headed for Jackson Hole, where we had so much fun! We saw the Bar J Wranglers and took a tram to the top of the Tetons. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpF4CQUQBNNukKq2wXSxTGYCHaASLXWYUoq1DJsVs3t2s2Zla8MXF04M8eNw7iBe7dY9UCO0v2jFuQpVNgH3JCfD5m-oxUin1Ri_2HMbR7nqL5GOFwXEQW5QbaqLLYEsxtaIuCfFRYXM/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpF4CQUQBNNukKq2wXSxTGYCHaASLXWYUoq1DJsVs3t2s2Zla8MXF04M8eNw7iBe7dY9UCO0v2jFuQpVNgH3JCfD5m-oxUin1Ri_2HMbR7nqL5GOFwXEQW5QbaqLLYEsxtaIuCfFRYXM/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359494096187311074" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8xNTSj5ySnD81bTbvIO27b3BNLU6X1qMBFzTl95D3XCT29fjck3xbvKB1vJejBfwCg3nqIoEDT05Zo-mf7TfD0GN1V36gos9Dl3YQhgUJIxMOAjAU9LXT-MPZ5kwtdd5G28seRWJ5MU/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim8xNTSj5ySnD81bTbvIO27b3BNLU6X1qMBFzTl95D3XCT29fjck3xbvKB1vJejBfwCg3nqIoEDT05Zo-mf7TfD0GN1V36gos9Dl3YQhgUJIxMOAjAU9LXT-MPZ5kwtdd5G28seRWJ5MU/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359494487231624786" /></a><br />This would be Boyd giving 4 very tired and slightly ornery kids a little pep talk before the Bar J Wranglers show...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBsQ4zNHgTDzVlVGwj_onqGZyTHBonZLWujCqb2pLcAY_s8NQh4y5S-C6GwDK-SZmxzrJx33kybw07zcKqECVGv94XMNjJgAVAY8xV2_5aX60rd7dYCpujhqsfK5O5znNLsSzQIehY2_g/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+090.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBsQ4zNHgTDzVlVGwj_onqGZyTHBonZLWujCqb2pLcAY_s8NQh4y5S-C6GwDK-SZmxzrJx33kybw07zcKqECVGv94XMNjJgAVAY8xV2_5aX60rd7dYCpujhqsfK5O5znNLsSzQIehY2_g/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359494751730124610" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTBgkntEzxRcZas-PIikH0FTCObnO8JEGjhBlQw7mVnMEbieDKEfEZmOGDD-9xNf8d0sVg39Hm7imdhU08g4rPW7jzXO-AppuSegkxQ42y02Dc9qMeVuoY-ibY91xaXw1b6pohWB44-0/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+094.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVTBgkntEzxRcZas-PIikH0FTCObnO8JEGjhBlQw7mVnMEbieDKEfEZmOGDD-9xNf8d0sVg39Hm7imdhU08g4rPW7jzXO-AppuSegkxQ42y02Dc9qMeVuoY-ibY91xaXw1b6pohWB44-0/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359494967859937058" /></a><br />When we were on the top of the mountain Sarah kept saying how breathtaking everything was - and then she said "I'm never going to forget this for as long as I live - unless I get short-term memory loss"! I laughed at that for a few reasons...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRspnBSK9SuGZsTYgbJMdUN9qCOT-wnxufNhP_MiCc7pjSHomK83GPdRsb2CqHtITo3pIcKSBSgEoMq0zgoxDFEuH91nqXhCPHGt_Jp71ueoiooI0YcqMJ2Vpe9ZTVbBoSO3QHAEGh8XU/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+110.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRspnBSK9SuGZsTYgbJMdUN9qCOT-wnxufNhP_MiCc7pjSHomK83GPdRsb2CqHtITo3pIcKSBSgEoMq0zgoxDFEuH91nqXhCPHGt_Jp71ueoiooI0YcqMJ2Vpe9ZTVbBoSO3QHAEGh8XU/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359495153993563602" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5ShZp56oj0h4hUneopyqQPMZk9q7tu3HD4MuGs_w1qt7u9SYSdjzDfy6gI5BgcvQfVuOHW_DnFct9B_y8huXBMb4TGbW8a7tU7L-78MjpU4erzQSyFayLYJyDoVesJFGupcLffP0E7s/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+115.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5ShZp56oj0h4hUneopyqQPMZk9q7tu3HD4MuGs_w1qt7u9SYSdjzDfy6gI5BgcvQfVuOHW_DnFct9B_y8huXBMb4TGbW8a7tU7L-78MjpU4erzQSyFayLYJyDoVesJFGupcLffP0E7s/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359495424206911890" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroxz3AwPpoPqj5VGabwrPVZVNoSAIvpuANvPLGJZKJm0wmlvbyuRPPhtXCYli6aLbuklthsVtPmxZ3xe3ZgDxqWihyphenhyphenuCafKwfJQmFOnAcE15MJtjOEtyHpicGkilgYiWaYjv6oZc32rY/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+121.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgroxz3AwPpoPqj5VGabwrPVZVNoSAIvpuANvPLGJZKJm0wmlvbyuRPPhtXCYli6aLbuklthsVtPmxZ3xe3ZgDxqWihyphenhyphenuCafKwfJQmFOnAcE15MJtjOEtyHpicGkilgYiWaYjv6oZc32rY/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359496046410203970" /></a><br /><br />The last time I was at Yellowstone, I think I was about 6 years old and all I remember seeing is a buffalo. I think my mom and dad woke me up from a nap to see it. So, seeing Yellowstone last week was really like seeing it for the first time. It was so incredibly gorgeous and peaceful. It was so relaxing, we enjoyed everything so much. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnU7YLrrxsbKu84WNCJFL3GRxVLo0UehtAxOBG3ydB-huYWVjH-J0hEo42H3InEBWVPwtebpP9xavkVQdxZtvUGnUULZh__7cBD5qjUnftbSemDex-OBG-AYe7-XGOUmlnJN70uCywoAM/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+128.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnU7YLrrxsbKu84WNCJFL3GRxVLo0UehtAxOBG3ydB-huYWVjH-J0hEo42H3InEBWVPwtebpP9xavkVQdxZtvUGnUULZh__7cBD5qjUnftbSemDex-OBG-AYe7-XGOUmlnJN70uCywoAM/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359496274678416306" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4e6XyK0PGhSBIeaVxlLv4PZhTBXAW6_5aTGEG1yGlhgLxqM-NIhSWAxq0cyQGMLsi9AkMUQAK5a48zh6j5K-U2OArgA5ymYhqeNR9c_lrrh-4HvPL-DeVf3EcW6CrP6ErccfQIzE7WKU/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+262.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAqGlT0QRCG2xQS1e2aP5NpGQ0ElnlVmm4o9uUs5NtsYDZiUjVAHtjpYYC-YoDGW8rER-dc-Q6JMND8SgzZIcK5JB0Z9ytgjd0cFa1Kyhm74mmoTzMou3uHEhXZQ5X0iDN5Y1sL4Ps_sg/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359499374334477570" /></a><br />That's Grandma and Grandpa White in the car behind us...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4b9TT2AcpzC9Kryn7zpvDZbUoRiY2WfOhHnsdAu3UnecfuPM4j-FUUxijnX_crsrgulihyyMwvcvhRh33YkVBnJrv3rPU7qzO_VQz1VThDLoNzv1-fdfCVeOM6BSSisVDv4H6yoyhEw/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+306.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga4b9TT2AcpzC9Kryn7zpvDZbUoRiY2WfOhHnsdAu3UnecfuPM4j-FUUxijnX_crsrgulihyyMwvcvhRh33YkVBnJrv3rPU7qzO_VQz1VThDLoNzv1-fdfCVeOM6BSSisVDv4H6yoyhEw/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359499623280287602" /></a><br />Logan LOVES stuffed animals and bought this little cub that cries for it's mama in Yellowstone. He built a little house for him that he was pretty proud of..<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimBkC2l0Im0QqMSK-zToWLbXs-92XkiHXKy1BT4Sua15Vu-E8SmBPNrAfRBK49IhecAW0yrXGfUTrLPQL5dLZioLfgxVUK62umUyodLbd2tJ54u57jEP80-M69zV-caTii_TAviirYZ4/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+264.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiimBkC2l0Im0QqMSK-zToWLbXs-92XkiHXKy1BT4Sua15Vu-E8SmBPNrAfRBK49IhecAW0yrXGfUTrLPQL5dLZioLfgxVUK62umUyodLbd2tJ54u57jEP80-M69zV-caTii_TAviirYZ4/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359500137056399682" /></a><br />We were so hoping to see a bear in Yellowstone and our wish came true! If only my wish for a million dollars would come true...<br /><br />On one of the nights, we were reading scriptures and getting ready for bed. We were reading in Helaman about Christ's birth and how he would bring a "higher law" to the earth. I was explaining what the higher law meant, and also explaining how the people then were living under the law of Moses. Sarah then said "My mom lives by the law of Moses. When Kate hits me my mom tells me to hit her back. And you know, I am just NOT going to hit a 6 year old!" See, I told you she was heelarious!<br /><br />We stayed in West Yellowstone and went to a Grizzly and Wolf sanctuary. It was so incredible - we learned so much about wolves and grizzlies and got to see them up close. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDJUBnILj9FNL591SacW9MIa_bgDDBUSqD3Iaw3rQFmeAyaymVYWIEOa8eaQOoJd1pkL4ygCFplH7F7Ot0jWqBMq4PirnlWDOB8c4zpOhPiwYPDhphmfP5_3OckNJEPrrKS7n3pKHkuE/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+309.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDJUBnILj9FNL591SacW9MIa_bgDDBUSqD3Iaw3rQFmeAyaymVYWIEOa8eaQOoJd1pkL4ygCFplH7F7Ot0jWqBMq4PirnlWDOB8c4zpOhPiwYPDhphmfP5_3OckNJEPrrKS7n3pKHkuE/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359499905440853330" /></a><br />Mornings at the White house...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSnGfnv-4iFDFZSWSpF4D-IoaYiaKh5qUso7IFvu4vQ0E6nWFRp3GZcac2U-OLObc0fY-0CN4Rzv3NcSI869UGEvZCoThy19gs2l4K8_Z_1KqlIb-hBFi1R6Q-qX7bJuzads92ZSRWGXs/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+325.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSnGfnv-4iFDFZSWSpF4D-IoaYiaKh5qUso7IFvu4vQ0E6nWFRp3GZcac2U-OLObc0fY-0CN4Rzv3NcSI869UGEvZCoThy19gs2l4K8_Z_1KqlIb-hBFi1R6Q-qX7bJuzads92ZSRWGXs/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359500564975165266" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiM-UjzZuVBe4PkQStaXqDV00LTUE4kAFsa8odNMBGirOl9OD5NwPCIU9o0Oyfy_wlfTXzaOtLJM-oiIMYCDz_96NrFyiMWA71FK0bVlSAa5KUq_DvXcutdYir_az4-1VE5LaCYDHb13g/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+332.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiM-UjzZuVBe4PkQStaXqDV00LTUE4kAFsa8odNMBGirOl9OD5NwPCIU9o0Oyfy_wlfTXzaOtLJM-oiIMYCDz_96NrFyiMWA71FK0bVlSAa5KUq_DvXcutdYir_az4-1VE5LaCYDHb13g/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359500838245466674" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDH1Tt07dk8ZKKZ_QDBhI49JfGoy07s-b319wykT-EUO3Q9Nc6l6uwvVRvyEbF-m-7ULLlpk4t_kLnz58aunA0wrJhtz1Q8ZDRhv2BDDurq4TJAQlTGJgFQygM9OcKbZAYOQ9rCnNLGSA/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+330.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDH1Tt07dk8ZKKZ_QDBhI49JfGoy07s-b319wykT-EUO3Q9Nc6l6uwvVRvyEbF-m-7ULLlpk4t_kLnz58aunA0wrJhtz1Q8ZDRhv2BDDurq4TJAQlTGJgFQygM9OcKbZAYOQ9rCnNLGSA/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359500759795187906" /></a><br />This wolf would totally listen to Boyd and come to him when he called him. It was so cool - I started to call Boyd Mowgli.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeKEqFJIZ_S5auKbnkUqcWEs7LN6Gcn0-P_VSDgPzbHaG0g5rOaLY4IZna3Ys_TFVY1ZD9LTDCad2tLgwkX3e3yWHNTXWxPdlJuUCJZf9kbRmqIF8pcl3_DLrjH0zeBdL-TyQqdNcn9g/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+328.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPeKEqFJIZ_S5auKbnkUqcWEs7LN6Gcn0-P_VSDgPzbHaG0g5rOaLY4IZna3Ys_TFVY1ZD9LTDCad2tLgwkX3e3yWHNTXWxPdlJuUCJZf9kbRmqIF8pcl3_DLrjH0zeBdL-TyQqdNcn9g/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359501120702637842" /></a><br />I love this picture of Sarah, she said she LOVES wolves, and I tried to get her in the shot with one - you can see if far off in the distance. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOJglusLPi5sUNd1MnaHqfDZkdz2JdWZeyFYjnTkQ1TpGnxHi93Ng1N3S2b59Um-BPbmHpUADNMao8ZOux1o6LNRzZ4ArRLiNGk8VMx-ZhVqoM03_dJTxm5rbi7jAKh_sFONKfKb_2aM/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+339.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOJglusLPi5sUNd1MnaHqfDZkdz2JdWZeyFYjnTkQ1TpGnxHi93Ng1N3S2b59Um-BPbmHpUADNMao8ZOux1o6LNRzZ4ArRLiNGk8VMx-ZhVqoM03_dJTxm5rbi7jAKh_sFONKfKb_2aM/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359505064880144514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrOPnDlDf3jS-B5XIhRKGhad33GxpgHPZ25R5QGixN-Mb5ID5CdsG90cqZYUknIUtJIBNhebvlYIaX29EGl8GMaj3uNIvWnB9RGtGeoTlDsdyGYpzxDp1ebySv2wKvra8feL1-VENEac/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrOPnDlDf3jS-B5XIhRKGhad33GxpgHPZ25R5QGixN-Mb5ID5CdsG90cqZYUknIUtJIBNhebvlYIaX29EGl8GMaj3uNIvWnB9RGtGeoTlDsdyGYpzxDp1ebySv2wKvra8feL1-VENEac/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359505250206479842" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9W0ydc6zyYSFUbvr9CoBs_YI8zZR6dnliFQXsmdSjhZ0SED3PcQGRRHLKkAGzXd46LUugUNwMF5ZtjZcqNAw94X1kJts8_q7LGFBjk6vq9fRhuusgH28U9l5xtoNGLtn-rmIC_vCJAcY/s1600-h/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9W0ydc6zyYSFUbvr9CoBs_YI8zZR6dnliFQXsmdSjhZ0SED3PcQGRRHLKkAGzXd46LUugUNwMF5ZtjZcqNAw94X1kJts8_q7LGFBjk6vq9fRhuusgH28U9l5xtoNGLtn-rmIC_vCJAcY/s400/Jackson+Hole+%26+Jellystone+09+335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359501381041734018" /></a><br />The end of a great trip - 5 of the people that I love most in this world!White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-43790405477043604722009-07-02T11:11:00.000-06:002009-07-02T11:36:43.356-06:00The Miss. Adventures of Mrs. WhiteI would have really liked to post earlier, but we have a rambler home, and the computer happens to be in the basement. Why would it seem that I could not get into my basement you may say? Well....<br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkv5E1Ou4buF9PFQbdakrBJiDz4TAxf56sieX1jS__uy6LbHcPE-_JaPBKt2qOIap3i-iocjjTGexGXUMZXCDkI5JStKEgCdaZZ3kXa6XllKlsHD8hlxuA7BKO8HGa3gAbYkaxpsidTf0/s1600-h/Eden+and+Birthdays+June+09+079.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkv5E1Ou4buF9PFQbdakrBJiDz4TAxf56sieX1jS__uy6LbHcPE-_JaPBKt2qOIap3i-iocjjTGexGXUMZXCDkI5JStKEgCdaZZ3kXa6XllKlsHD8hlxuA7BKO8HGa3gAbYkaxpsidTf0/s400/Eden+and+Birthdays+June+09+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353914637977401986" /></a><br />Yes, I fell and I fell hard. No, not for another man, just off the side of a door mat. I was so proud of La, she had a backstage pass, and by backstage, I mean backside, to the frivolity and she didn't even laugh! Anyone that knows me, her, or my family can truly testify that that in and of itself is a true miracle. A Christmas miracle in fact. I think she could tell I was really hurt. I even tried to laugh, but I was trying not to cry so I couldn't.<br />Fast forward 2 days and my mom finally forced me to go to the Dr. I didn't think I could break anything just stepping wrong and rolling my ankle. But, apparently you can, and I did. <br />Sorry, the leg's all swollen and gross. I wish my legs were like Gin's, and they don't show hair follicle spots. Gross. Oh well, I should have taken a pic from the backside, not of my butt, but the back of my heel. Black and blue and you can really see the softball on my ankle. I even have bruises on the opposite side of the break. Weird!<br />Now, just call me Bootstrap. For the next 4-6 weeks my lucky boot is my BFF, and it really is. It totally helps me not hurt, and for that, I am truly grateful. Truly. Madly. Deeply.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-90602297443817716502009-06-13T11:44:00.000-06:002009-06-13T11:52:02.337-06:00Steven McMuffin<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoDegAwwW4EeLQb39kEAiOOcCHI8U2wwGWfks0r-XNZF6etJtKgX4glNAGU2i3SrE5rAx4bOtmD1HY5ccdEMGBrit44CVWCeBGlWhSLxwdRmH9PzGuqDEBsBnqY_cyzTAVi-9WkctYO5s/s1600-h/100_0349.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoDegAwwW4EeLQb39kEAiOOcCHI8U2wwGWfks0r-XNZF6etJtKgX4glNAGU2i3SrE5rAx4bOtmD1HY5ccdEMGBrit44CVWCeBGlWhSLxwdRmH9PzGuqDEBsBnqY_cyzTAVi-9WkctYO5s/s400/100_0349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346871427883969106" /></a><br /><br />Logan's greeted me all day, every day not as mom, but last week I was "Bob", so I started calling Logan "Randy". This week it is Steve McMuffin, and now it's evolved to Steven McMuffin. I love to come home and hear "Hey Steven McMuffin, what's up? I"m so glad you're home Steven", or "What's that Steven McMuffin, you want a a drink of water?". He asked me on Thursday night if he was the class clown of the family. I think right now, the answer is yes. <br />What will next week bring? Stay tuned, he started calling me Freddy Betty last night so we'll see if it sticks...White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-87951277704945196292009-06-09T17:08:00.000-06:002009-06-09T17:11:18.286-06:00Flight of the ConchordsHeelarious<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmDTSQtK20c&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lmDTSQtK20c&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-33286724591335946052009-05-27T21:35:00.000-06:002009-05-27T22:23:39.797-06:00Frigid Sleepouts & Memorial Day WeekendBliss - pure bliss! A long 4-day weekend! We "enjoyed" baseball in Payson, Alpine, and Highland. "Enojyed" meaning they got the crap kicked out of them 3 out of 4 games - but Bry hit a homerun, and almost hit a parked car!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYF-KqlAJQpAZ1jEV3neZd1lmxs7CKXefGOH2hSctSJ3brvOhKN5-aRfNUnip3r4iVklpdph6RWNwrfKRodb3nMSEsA92zy7xTC42ntTJs6sacRCAmvoo2ytUrW7zujogyhKjQTtUVlgw/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYF-KqlAJQpAZ1jEV3neZd1lmxs7CKXefGOH2hSctSJ3brvOhKN5-aRfNUnip3r4iVklpdph6RWNwrfKRodb3nMSEsA92zy7xTC42ntTJs6sacRCAmvoo2ytUrW7zujogyhKjQTtUVlgw/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340721487417858978" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFfNzMsLxRK3lBsBSB_M-uRlj6jpDOV0XznwPViZRWFNPvCXCjqmEvqxLDd89So3xShFsbAWu3b6zKubE351punvBvDLRqWskLODvK2etvrYR75npnpGzgKoMfcZiSYTBAdGZa-JZDFVg/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFfNzMsLxRK3lBsBSB_M-uRlj6jpDOV0XznwPViZRWFNPvCXCjqmEvqxLDd89So3xShFsbAWu3b6zKubE351punvBvDLRqWskLODvK2etvrYR75npnpGzgKoMfcZiSYTBAdGZa-JZDFVg/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340717865469408162" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizUgaSoc5UiapBv_M-KUDZPi1zRoHS4iJ8SnvCm-7BfNBA0uqMmTidMpi-9Ozm0LIx4ixizVSd0KvYQtBGoQLR6xNb-NHLNBkpZO9WTDhDL1Hh0EtRpccBf336Dmt5e_Wuz5P3caxY6Us/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizUgaSoc5UiapBv_M-KUDZPi1zRoHS4iJ8SnvCm-7BfNBA0uqMmTidMpi-9Ozm0LIx4ixizVSd0KvYQtBGoQLR6xNb-NHLNBkpZO9WTDhDL1Hh0EtRpccBf336Dmt5e_Wuz5P3caxY6Us/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718084434680882" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0D3rg2ozxako6_diks4ft3jlGZPny1tSpE0wyaTB70OuDUWwdK_poZ20BS3G4w0hpivMWkyQS0MyxFa9FuhYWyI8mW5u0YDYDt7Bp3oBFjz_kmX5dDbDYN5kak2pDWFNdMb24cB_ZaME/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0D3rg2ozxako6_diks4ft3jlGZPny1tSpE0wyaTB70OuDUWwdK_poZ20BS3G4w0hpivMWkyQS0MyxFa9FuhYWyI8mW5u0YDYDt7Bp3oBFjz_kmX5dDbDYN5kak2pDWFNdMb24cB_ZaME/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718179642281090" /></a><br />This last pic is of him coming into home plate after his home run. His team comes out to congratulate him at the plate. He's the big one jumping up into the team....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvm5ie4Cs4PcBpxu6h9XKLR3XUCC0Lb2MSM0qUCCKjXZLd9IRHd2gcgvi8ivwYzmZ7HNtKOqpJ-8UXopw-rtmVA6PXeCigkKjsoZUnRotOK3hGKoOb8FdjGShaYwndmigH3P_fMkGnUyA/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvm5ie4Cs4PcBpxu6h9XKLR3XUCC0Lb2MSM0qUCCKjXZLd9IRHd2gcgvi8ivwYzmZ7HNtKOqpJ-8UXopw-rtmVA6PXeCigkKjsoZUnRotOK3hGKoOb8FdjGShaYwndmigH3P_fMkGnUyA/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718327685453266" /></a><br /><br />Bry actually broke a windshield of a car 4 years ago - he hit the same car twice! It shattered the windshield! He likes to brag about that...did I leave a note? Yes, but then the other team mom's convinced me that it's a hazard of a baseball parking lot, so I sneaked over and took the note off. I know, I know, I'm bad.<br /><br />Boyd and the boys decided to have a sleepout in 40 degree weather (at night). I am smart and declined the offer. It was so funny, because I couldn't see one head peeking out of the sleeping bags in the morning. Of course because they were on the tramp, in the morning it just looked like a big pile of blankets in the middle. What a good dad, and what a smart mom. I got to stay inside and watch Jon & Kate Plus 8.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKtAtT_SEypbQrX1H5GYloJV9i-IRZUWAZLumNJ-giaU3NvIIA_SdSaGXjRpctoGP2VDb1fdsIsa7fj6uFtVVxMvPUB42o-cMDl77aljdS4s0Gy79KdBrMNMt9vFu3123h8PV64Hi1eE/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKtAtT_SEypbQrX1H5GYloJV9i-IRZUWAZLumNJ-giaU3NvIIA_SdSaGXjRpctoGP2VDb1fdsIsa7fj6uFtVVxMvPUB42o-cMDl77aljdS4s0Gy79KdBrMNMt9vFu3123h8PV64Hi1eE/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340720396653991634" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiiZ17-ViEZhWLte_IU8H3VyUDS8dl5PCe_H5VHCSdskpz3dqReVS4RbgyFuRoLSjYkiD1eEQibZfQeWK2pLXrVn6BQ83oumgX4CuxXpxZTTdtqHcF-Cr8ebZ1SMoWsnRwsBnlwncWMw/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiiZ17-ViEZhWLte_IU8H3VyUDS8dl5PCe_H5VHCSdskpz3dqReVS4RbgyFuRoLSjYkiD1eEQibZfQeWK2pLXrVn6BQ83oumgX4CuxXpxZTTdtqHcF-Cr8ebZ1SMoWsnRwsBnlwncWMw/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340720298972855810" /></a><br />Yes, there are 3 more kids in those blankets....<br /><br /><br />We had Boyd's mom and dad and sister over on Memorial day. It was a last minute thing, but totally fun. Boyd's sister had the idea to play dodgeball - it was great, and Boyd's mom played too. I however, was the only adult to get on the trampoline. I got out super fast. Booooo.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgws9-iT1CYaIoOMmOLrG2vPoS5srlFzLQnffKRUaztgJ-f0leDRMPm1Kkv0OtpNuZ5xX7P-9RN4vVZBoOwg6cOvibMD9aOyzepYsJ5Fzd7XsMWSD0Cl0rhYAKpHhHWS6ScQua7hQTRMbs/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgws9-iT1CYaIoOMmOLrG2vPoS5srlFzLQnffKRUaztgJ-f0leDRMPm1Kkv0OtpNuZ5xX7P-9RN4vVZBoOwg6cOvibMD9aOyzepYsJ5Fzd7XsMWSD0Cl0rhYAKpHhHWS6ScQua7hQTRMbs/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719078525193906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJAjcSDSD-ngch8fLRa43amQ9viyTRv0Qr6bVTAubQbkEJGDmeXNf_wq408_KzmJsJgmX-BuDPeL4GE4md8IDwbKXS6o0ZfeQ9_Vjdo1kJ3pTMNNW8_YKf92ugJ1TmVcorSI4yPt6p4BI/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJAjcSDSD-ngch8fLRa43amQ9viyTRv0Qr6bVTAubQbkEJGDmeXNf_wq408_KzmJsJgmX-BuDPeL4GE4md8IDwbKXS6o0ZfeQ9_Vjdo1kJ3pTMNNW8_YKf92ugJ1TmVcorSI4yPt6p4BI/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719198661742962" /></a><br />Grandma's totally targeting Spence...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFzgcXvdeH1bHKvTVexS4JHm_GAaKBiszOPNoHoYWmETynPtJMBpTEFM58ac8EPtMb6dwebMatdtzTczqTqKXk7QNjAkWmzhOD9xkjFPyiMroibVPUcER6Vuyyq24VOA0lZTF9u2Qgo34/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+042.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFzgcXvdeH1bHKvTVexS4JHm_GAaKBiszOPNoHoYWmETynPtJMBpTEFM58ac8EPtMb6dwebMatdtzTczqTqKXk7QNjAkWmzhOD9xkjFPyiMroibVPUcER6Vuyyq24VOA0lZTF9u2Qgo34/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719332408494850" /></a><br /><br />Just a few extra action shots. Pretty sweet.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTkiwqbnq86r4PHzoXRbaDW3hvPgxeJ22ADTWl4izMVaNSh_WH4cP7_-pe7HXhZvhxlJnLT-OQSSfynmXIFsPiIWkPOvRNgKyD45zmKWh_7uAbPzx64lbdl7zmUC9Q3T81eJsnygHupW4/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+034.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTkiwqbnq86r4PHzoXRbaDW3hvPgxeJ22ADTWl4izMVaNSh_WH4cP7_-pe7HXhZvhxlJnLT-OQSSfynmXIFsPiIWkPOvRNgKyD45zmKWh_7uAbPzx64lbdl7zmUC9Q3T81eJsnygHupW4/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719742265902530" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__VH-6Fi4-HdV8qLlrt6LHWFXmqW8w6OvsivM8xVC2spoVtCm6-FN1QHlX2SaKDCXZldJx2od98BJ7ChDaeMI71NqCJovl6BLtk4Az-I2pme0tfA4DIWrerrhOcRvvpb2yhpcKV_ut-0/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__VH-6Fi4-HdV8qLlrt6LHWFXmqW8w6OvsivM8xVC2spoVtCm6-FN1QHlX2SaKDCXZldJx2od98BJ7ChDaeMI71NqCJovl6BLtk4Az-I2pme0tfA4DIWrerrhOcRvvpb2yhpcKV_ut-0/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719673004156242" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNtyipsgQXgnm4Eir1FL9MsS6GHfuhwJDMZVF0fBtNOUQfdKj4GFzV3uTDoSxuK2BekMdFbOVBBmpSSyKlPdCp1VOlau64B2uTcdewl76DHuHHZjIeQJgiL4OK5KBFLPS1T6Izn2zhP8/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNtyipsgQXgnm4Eir1FL9MsS6GHfuhwJDMZVF0fBtNOUQfdKj4GFzV3uTDoSxuK2BekMdFbOVBBmpSSyKlPdCp1VOlau64B2uTcdewl76DHuHHZjIeQJgiL4OK5KBFLPS1T6Izn2zhP8/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719602280557458" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNhJ1zPtQN-Kd7G0rKk0yYNlwhyjKlL4FTse87-o0yzzIjURYeFb_nnKiVV3VcOkjqNseVVuu07EKvtxKfSmT9iPoDT9pNUn-atXk-pMOlj6T_wRssUgFLgDQ9SSaIC-IHHk5gV_Q5tE/s1600-h/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNhJ1zPtQN-Kd7G0rKk0yYNlwhyjKlL4FTse87-o0yzzIjURYeFb_nnKiVV3VcOkjqNseVVuu07EKvtxKfSmT9iPoDT9pNUn-atXk-pMOlj6T_wRssUgFLgDQ9SSaIC-IHHk5gV_Q5tE/s400/Memorial+Day+Weekend+09+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340719534854623970" /></a><br /><br /><br />Bryant is practicing hard for the temple celebration. We are in the new temple district, and the youth are putting on a huge performance at the conference center that will be broadcasted on some channel - probably channel 11. It's so cool, they are all dressed in 40's garb - many of the boys have military uniforms, but luckily for Bryant, he has a mom who owns a letterman's sweater and he gets to wear it! They wanted a few boys to have letterman sweaters (not jackets), and they will be wearing the sweater, a bow tie, dark dress pants, and dark church shoes. IT will also be hi first (and probably only) experience with makeup! Let's hope! He says he's excited to wear a bow tie.<br />http://copperhillsstaketdc.blogspot.com/<br />Check out the blog above - it has a video in the latest post. Bryant comes in half way, is in the very middle, has no partner, and has a purple DC shirt on. It doesn't really show his part of the dance, but I think it's neat to see what the kids are doing. The lindy kick and the east coast swing. These are dances that the kids would most likely never have learned had they not participated in this. Even better, this is really a once in a lifetime opportunity for Bryant. <br /><br />If any of you are going to the performance on Saturday, look for the cute boy with a Cyprus letterman's sweater that says "Angie" on the pocket<a href="http://copperhillsstaketdc.blogspot.com"></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-68076948276797966632009-05-24T12:10:00.001-06:002009-05-24T12:18:12.765-06:00What do you get on Mother's Day when you only have boys?Sweet cards with hand drawn guitars and guns and amazing meals courtesy of Chef Boyd-ar-dee. Oh, and I cannot forget the excellent help he employed!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4qaS3EQUMjPeJk_5qRtemYde3VpW9I9ZOOvWmh64Yd9VoOt22zj98Ic1ecXhI190eFcORe37pEPgESWBwiSKAZL9jD9AtF3oLU3TgCXD_x-VrfD9vMGe1ZAu3Hr3RxVhlWJLQgdyTHg/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4qaS3EQUMjPeJk_5qRtemYde3VpW9I9ZOOvWmh64Yd9VoOt22zj98Ic1ecXhI190eFcORe37pEPgESWBwiSKAZL9jD9AtF3oLU3TgCXD_x-VrfD9vMGe1ZAu3Hr3RxVhlWJLQgdyTHg/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339454844804913890" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_Xz1-oLbFEaoomb95RmhONAsvlgekhwrUj-wI9dgU7GsEP7aRhcZojnNaPRHJ2e_OSf3WJgagMDU9UbxnJDSW2kY9LB9wuDdyCA_PggqcrsIJLnZNdzbnpZAQIV1-7b-wqcjDCDue48/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEfwiyaTXuf70pGjKTDCRLBFNd_9aFaAeohkGeDLOTgv3N3iFMntyQFkRcp4uM62yGeMsnoo4neb0NnLEeMypxJINWGUc_RhqmE8GIkIt80DFDVSqmI8GY8_gFuTRs7xBOPb4dMevR4c4/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339455473318725154" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqRsb3JxxLPPZ6hv-weEzyjmdA9GNBFJlm2dVt9E_f9DFFhqnQYt7uH3DkqaLCfYvXi4bCNP9odIGcqdKS7-kyaJb_9LF2_q9HstSGxXcvdZi8n2hs89FHMAdNV-UhcVrJ7iZTDficf8/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqRsb3JxxLPPZ6hv-weEzyjmdA9GNBFJlm2dVt9E_f9DFFhqnQYt7uH3DkqaLCfYvXi4bCNP9odIGcqdKS7-kyaJb_9LF2_q9HstSGxXcvdZi8n2hs89FHMAdNV-UhcVrJ7iZTDficf8/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339455615014680482" /></a><br />He really is the best!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7JBRpIHEQ6UfTm8Xy6O9r9Z8Z6UEPy45fti6HtX3ZCAiuZWdfUc5SP7-ulkKCKna5zw_fgYfX3Mp6a7R5H7IUkWQc4fx5bZCn22b6H4IZX0zLyLpWIkKgK5Tlyg4F-uPJveNimMHNKg/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7JBRpIHEQ6UfTm8Xy6O9r9Z8Z6UEPy45fti6HtX3ZCAiuZWdfUc5SP7-ulkKCKna5zw_fgYfX3Mp6a7R5H7IUkWQc4fx5bZCn22b6H4IZX0zLyLpWIkKgK5Tlyg4F-uPJveNimMHNKg/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339455719990633506" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNAZx4ivhT_WPJuxM60RAJG42QOIQS_If-0qyRrWx8wR6Ee0D1By_tb9GMnxeRGLfaVjqqUTYGW__e_ZJdeVvAI8IGFfwCoab0CCWzkPj78oM5SNg_SYztLGnsOBcWGLfSykE0vwsNlTs/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNAZx4ivhT_WPJuxM60RAJG42QOIQS_If-0qyRrWx8wR6Ee0D1By_tb9GMnxeRGLfaVjqqUTYGW__e_ZJdeVvAI8IGFfwCoab0CCWzkPj78oM5SNg_SYztLGnsOBcWGLfSykE0vwsNlTs/s400/Mothers+Day+%26+NYC+09+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339456263406022610" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-53929006402153863232009-05-07T20:33:00.001-06:002009-05-07T21:53:31.643-06:00Thoughts on FamilyI come from a big family. A good family. A funny family. <br /><br />After reading my sister's blogs, I started to think about every member of my family....<br /><br />Here's a quick snapshot:<br /><br />Dad<br />Easter Corsages and Defiance<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-2SF82i8UozDHPTr5qsQlXE8XVgVp9nH51jLu5vYn2T-FXoRmbWN7qs5AjWg_JSIUy3O1f_FIafRCzSOWzRdojmyp2DQGN2ALgGWp4q-XrCCG6x5zxusxrft1vxFyJVr1oefR_YZ0gc/s1600-h/IMG_NEW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-2SF82i8UozDHPTr5qsQlXE8XVgVp9nH51jLu5vYn2T-FXoRmbWN7qs5AjWg_JSIUy3O1f_FIafRCzSOWzRdojmyp2DQGN2ALgGWp4q-XrCCG6x5zxusxrft1vxFyJVr1oefR_YZ0gc/s400/IMG_NEW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333290640511997442" /></a><br />Dad always bought mom an Easter corsage for church every year. Well, we're driving home on 3500 S. in Best Valley in our Pontiac Lamans aka The General Lee (at least we thought it looked like it). Ours was red and definitely not this shiny.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ctGvPq7h-XLe_zxRv_uBSTQ3ybT9hQLQ4lo7eTTp8WP3x-NOXv5UOiAT_1K8fJqMzaj1U4oNokUAe0mUN41NhDoWStzx08sThXuZ9ZBcFQ5y0nykv2ziVIB6UWqCRe8o9WG_8meeWVU/s1600-h/pont700.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-ctGvPq7h-XLe_zxRv_uBSTQ3ybT9hQLQ4lo7eTTp8WP3x-NOXv5UOiAT_1K8fJqMzaj1U4oNokUAe0mUN41NhDoWStzx08sThXuZ9ZBcFQ5y0nykv2ziVIB6UWqCRe8o9WG_8meeWVU/s400/pont700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333278255356153634" /></a><br />Natalie and I start fighting over who got to hold the coursage on the ride home. Of course, we're both in the front seat, this was way before air bags, seat belts, or safety. I can't remember who was sitting closest to the door, but one of us yanked hard and out goes the corsage throught he window. Let's just say Dad wasn't too happy. Nat and I both had to get out the car and I swear, walk quite a long ways down the road to scrounge the poor coursage that had met it's untimely death. <br />I always obeyed Dad - at least most of the time. Well, with the exception of curfew in high school. I always knew I was dead meat if when I opened the door I didn't hear my dad snoring. Bad thing is, his bedroom was in the basement at the OTHER END OF THE HOUSE. If it was quiet, he was either on his way up, or already sitting at the table in his bath robe ready for "a talk". Dad's and my talks never ended with me in tears. He always made me feel better, and made me want to be better. <br />I also won't forget the ONE time I ever heard Dad swear. I was the lucky one who drove him to the madness we call cussing (okay, it was only hell). It was my sister's birthday and I got "kicked out" of the house. I thought, "Toni's parent's will totally let me live with her", "he's going to be sorry because I am SO gone". Next thing I know he is yelling at me from the front door to come back home - NOW! I got up the courage and TRIED to defiantly say no (the only time I realy told my Dad no). It sounded more like "NO?". He told me again- "get in this house". Again, I was not going down. "NOOOO?". Dad then just yelled "NOW", and of course, I turned around and went home. So much for defiance. <br /><br /><br />Mom<br />Canned Cherries and Barlow<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvGG2J5hQctZIFTh5f8bbSSSPptyZHzr-bbrYEfMkpQmWmoihgylZ5S-tJZfT6ofjQTjwkITccRYfJ-SaRjOGXCyBwYR3Bkm0tL3ku4hCX_iOLxGNVdu4scr2jCGxiVpXz_4_TDhkWWZE/s1600-h/IMG_0003_NEW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvGG2J5hQctZIFTh5f8bbSSSPptyZHzr-bbrYEfMkpQmWmoihgylZ5S-tJZfT6ofjQTjwkITccRYfJ-SaRjOGXCyBwYR3Bkm0tL3ku4hCX_iOLxGNVdu4scr2jCGxiVpXz_4_TDhkWWZE/s400/IMG_0003_NEW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333291291312609298" /></a><br />Oh, every time we had a break from school we'd hear "time to move the food storage!". Argh! What was the best part of our food storage? Home canned cherries - NOT! Mom would make us eat this slimy/wrinkly things - don't forget to spit out the pit. We new we didn't have a lot of money when we were eating cherries for breakfast. Sick. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5ahPq_o2TjRoZk7HVgKUvYnb5tQ1oh0rv1FMcTo1KbD2xk1OztEALIaZBqfTUKFp9_r9HxVt8yPVsFYp8eEz8815b2kbh0S9ipediX1WAW8dDKPWyid7te7EEf9bj3lal3PbYoEvbIc/s1600-h/cherries_cooling.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK5ahPq_o2TjRoZk7HVgKUvYnb5tQ1oh0rv1FMcTo1KbD2xk1OztEALIaZBqfTUKFp9_r9HxVt8yPVsFYp8eEz8815b2kbh0S9ipediX1WAW8dDKPWyid7te7EEf9bj3lal3PbYoEvbIc/s400/cherries_cooling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333278924649804690" /></a><br />I also thought about how hard she makes us laugh when she uses a straw to fart. She sticks it under her armpit and walks around the house "farting". She'll pretend she needs to bend over to pick something up and Ooops! Did I do that? My boys look at her with sheer admiration, as do I. <br />Mom let us watch a show called "Salem's Lot" when we were little. The main vampire's name was Barlow and he scared the crap out of us. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifGeNIsOhvM4o7RSGjCGek-dKtCCht9iivLZdLfgoS9jc1dbI-LHRy2K1j8Gc5SCk7l8MK82GqULK4qreocxNFFJVPdlSWprPGQyk3M1Zw6qDwPqtDxojjpUsUAfnGmjWCMosymO9k6Rw/s1600-h/SalemsLot11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifGeNIsOhvM4o7RSGjCGek-dKtCCht9iivLZdLfgoS9jc1dbI-LHRy2K1j8Gc5SCk7l8MK82GqULK4qreocxNFFJVPdlSWprPGQyk3M1Zw6qDwPqtDxojjpUsUAfnGmjWCMosymO9k6Rw/s400/SalemsLot11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333291448927288066" /></a><br />Mom even hosted a neighborhood "get together" with poor Becky Bezzant and I can't remember what other neighbors were there - I'm sure Sam Sweet was there also. When we were in the middle of the show she jumps out from our stairs and screams at us. We all had to go check our pants after that. Mom was infamous for saying "goodnight - I love you.....watch out for Barlow!". Hmmmm, that must be where I get my sick sense of humor. Thanks mom, love ya!<br />She really liked to scare me, because I got scared the easiest. She took me to go see Invasion of the Body Snatchers with Grandma when I swear I was 5. I routinely heard "watch out for the pods"! She really liked to say it when she had turned out my light for the night and was getting ready to leave my room. I think I learned to jump about 5 feet from my door to my bed so the pods didn't get me. <br /><br />Ryan<br />Powder Jackets and the Amazing Fall Guy<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84HSLlhKkDRt24nvtHqSJcX-oYdNF3p45ueJx8zsOnd5cguxv_9YDmcSC9jyi7eWxgotEe4ag7RyGcSS_5EznBjbZkyWLJNzWw9ErHnfbTbVa4lsVI2d6_TV37i-pXtZ1qD5sJxpa9Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0002_NEW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84HSLlhKkDRt24nvtHqSJcX-oYdNF3p45ueJx8zsOnd5cguxv_9YDmcSC9jyi7eWxgotEe4ag7RyGcSS_5EznBjbZkyWLJNzWw9ErHnfbTbVa4lsVI2d6_TV37i-pXtZ1qD5sJxpa9Kg/s400/IMG_0002_NEW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333292144729721058" /></a><br />Ryan got in BIG trouble once and mom took him away to the "orphanage" aka store to buy him a powder jacket. We were so jealous - we didn't get in trouble and then get a present. No fair.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKliEPQBJfFW85kOY_lzUIRdpDas3ZPw5TVXdrDocNT5ygySzWfrTyjMWlRB-xAI_zBYHX3gFjn9F9RZSgPK3IVv9bIVE1Ztk0pGufAAVp70AE2vmP-DfXDZVV-skdbB85BadncWbQsmM/s1600-h/SewEasy131.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKliEPQBJfFW85kOY_lzUIRdpDas3ZPw5TVXdrDocNT5ygySzWfrTyjMWlRB-xAI_zBYHX3gFjn9F9RZSgPK3IVv9bIVE1Ztk0pGufAAVp70AE2vmP-DfXDZVV-skdbB85BadncWbQsmM/s400/SewEasy131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333280890450092098" /></a> <br />He also LOVED the show The Fall Guy. I did like the Fall Guy, it was a pretty good show but Ryan really liked the show. We would have to always turn from what we were watching so he could watch "his show". Not that I didn't mind it,but hey, if Bo Duke was on, I sure as hell didn't want to be watching Lee Majors. BOOOOOO.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiRcKQkq02DDKO2hvP-Zq8SbOIjufc-w3YNkH2gmOP-T1rlRSYXhaxvbe9b-bZHvnkkGmu3HKQtWSKT9SkI8L8I4f4c9vZphjOST3-8OeD0BcyEJKHvy1qlwIyc1KSEfiUIJa6EVZSrQQ/s1600-h/TheFallGuy_S1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiRcKQkq02DDKO2hvP-Zq8SbOIjufc-w3YNkH2gmOP-T1rlRSYXhaxvbe9b-bZHvnkkGmu3HKQtWSKT9SkI8L8I4f4c9vZphjOST3-8OeD0BcyEJKHvy1qlwIyc1KSEfiUIJa6EVZSrQQ/s400/TheFallGuy_S1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333295750617238690" /></a><br /><br /><br />Natalie<br />Man Beards, Kenny Rogers, and John<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Fb0KdP12VM5WfbmBboJYWlySYXWYHfp1w4KzgqvkquPH0TEKcdTvd0BrkuLGXMQVwaXQPfSS_Ow4YG8iQQsSQe-FyPXeFp4PCkWeoE3y4lPxmlvVf5QEW_ErSyaotVEaMpIYlng6ZS0/s1600-h/IMG_0001_NEW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Fb0KdP12VM5WfbmBboJYWlySYXWYHfp1w4KzgqvkquPH0TEKcdTvd0BrkuLGXMQVwaXQPfSS_Ow4YG8iQQsSQe-FyPXeFp4PCkWeoE3y4lPxmlvVf5QEW_ErSyaotVEaMpIYlng6ZS0/s400/IMG_0001_NEW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333292716982639026" /></a><br />Oh Natalie, my lovely sister Natalie. The boy born in a girls body. I always admired her, still do. But when we were little she LOVED Kenny Rogers. She also loved to draw. Well, what do you get when you love Kenny and drawing? Lots of hand drawn pictures of Kenny Rogers - side profile. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBDXmifFJaM3mhydfmb2PRtG70b2o1d1YuqSwKJOZYh0ZftVgdsCjO2lZoHFn65r8B9K6sc7Kfvbih4icE56I2DT0UbY0Pd9a6E8MwaKnZO-Qr8G4GLqy6imwTdzzWX9SSuTzL6YureTg/s1600-h/B6RQGCA09EI9DCA5905RVCA1QCUX7CATSGGKXCAXB1J45CA58BFCECA0FYR21CAQHG1JQCAZOAHPKCAOE4PVTCA18QFL3CAE8QLPKCALQ96J4CA811ZD2CAXYILRMCAK0UFF3CATZSRPJCAK1OUFICAUA9CL3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBDXmifFJaM3mhydfmb2PRtG70b2o1d1YuqSwKJOZYh0ZftVgdsCjO2lZoHFn65r8B9K6sc7Kfvbih4icE56I2DT0UbY0Pd9a6E8MwaKnZO-Qr8G4GLqy6imwTdzzWX9SSuTzL6YureTg/s400/B6RQGCA09EI9DCA5905RVCA1QCUX7CATSGGKXCAXB1J45CA58BFCECA0FYR21CAQHG1JQCAZOAHPKCAOE4PVTCA18QFL3CAE8QLPKCALQ96J4CA811ZD2CAXYILRMCAK0UFF3CATZSRPJCAK1OUFICAUA9CL3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333284383493710594" /></a><br />Nat had a thing about men's beards and only drew men, and only men with beards. Thick manly beards (except when she drew a picture of Adrian Dantley). <br />In EVERY coloring book we had (especially our Barbie coloring books), Ken donned a beard. It made us laugh to draw in Ginger's Barbie books because it made her cry. We always put a beard on Ken, poop coming out his bum, and I always made Barbie's heels into folded down "Robin Hood" boots with heels. I then gave her a mini skirt, tried to create paint spatters on her tights, and gave her fingerless gloves and a cross earring. Some of you may say my Barbie's looked more like Madonna, and you would be correct. Oh, I can't forget I also made her have braces and put "makeup" on her. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl6m1E5r7wVpgwVwrJdSDAK4Y_ycCb6xwp42sY7p80jsEh1HhXBP4h3u3TnO_OSyVhQHWoQDLQ8XweYQdqI9uVPDCf2nrpX5m9pNpkCzR5chBnpfoa-Et2jzMOqmi04a876utOU1bQJwk/s1600-h/top10_joe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl6m1E5r7wVpgwVwrJdSDAK4Y_ycCb6xwp42sY7p80jsEh1HhXBP4h3u3TnO_OSyVhQHWoQDLQ8XweYQdqI9uVPDCf2nrpX5m9pNpkCzR5chBnpfoa-Et2jzMOqmi04a876utOU1bQJwk/s400/top10_joe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333284541837334290" /></a><br />Ahh John. John would be our old GI Joe Barbie we got as a hand me down from our neighbors the Dunns. He was missing one arm from the elbow down. He really looked like a Vietnam Vet. He was bigger than Ken, and only came with a camoflage rain poncho and a polka dotted disco shirt. Seeing as we didn't really want to see his package all of the time, we squoze some silver "Ken" pants from the Barbie and the Rockers collection on the poor guy. He really looked like he was wearing skin tight capri's. Natalie always played with John and I, of course, was always Barbie. Don't ask me why we named him John. Good memories of John and Barbie and the 4-foot high Barbie house.<br />A few years ago I got a Christmas present mailed to me from Nat - and what would it be? None other than a GI Joe that had been part of the first resurrection as he had both arms and had been returned to his perfect state. Best Christmas present ever. <br /><br />Okay, I've got to run, so I'll try to finish Ginger, Laurel, Lindsey and Reese tomorrow. THis all evokes so many memories - Saturday night rituals, sponge rollers, Solid Gold, The Love Boat and then Fantasy Island. We always hoped it would be the mermaid episode, our favorite Fantasy Island, but we only saw it once. Maybe I'll have to see if it's on Hula or something...<br /><br />My family is the best, as you can clearly see. We're one class act.White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-46119345740158180742009-05-03T11:44:00.000-06:002009-05-03T11:47:15.540-06:00Courtesy of Bryant<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ZIZFoGcFQM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ZIZFoGcFQM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-90837287325048711612009-04-17T22:02:00.000-06:002009-04-17T22:08:08.591-06:00Logan's Wax Museum<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr78UeVbO0QlWt2BSW68C-ggrnrtNiNRysKf9Szv8WRLf6aFYuBst8SryQ3jDSx5BsZfbDkS3NNo4lhwp10TDXpVRpttRhyi_tL877noTdRhLJmdh2yDwUcPlW2YNVUqpPJvXc7kS1yQY/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+274.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr78UeVbO0QlWt2BSW68C-ggrnrtNiNRysKf9Szv8WRLf6aFYuBst8SryQ3jDSx5BsZfbDkS3NNo4lhwp10TDXpVRpttRhyi_tL877noTdRhLJmdh2yDwUcPlW2YNVUqpPJvXc7kS1yQY/s400/Hawaii+09+274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325878065317124162" /></a><br />Logan's grade had a wax museum where they were all allowed to choose a figure in history to represent. It was the cutest thing I have ever seen. They had the lights turned down low and instrumental music playing so you really felt like you were in a museum. <br />All of the kids were dressed in their costumes and had to hold a "freeze frame" position. Logan chose to be George Washington. Thanks to an amazing dad who put his costume together because mom was working late, and a large photo of "The Prayer at Valley Forge" in our family room, Logan's costume was excellent. <br />HOwever, Albert Einstein was NOT happy to be there, and especially didn't want to stand still. Boyd and I were laughing because here's this little boy with a gray wig on totally throwing a fit by himself and no one was paying attention to him. I wish I had a pic. <br />Anyway, a few kids made fun of Logan's boots and I told him he should have said to the boys that he was going to kick their butts with his lady boots and then they'd be sorry. He gently reminded me that he was a wax figure and couldn't talk. <br />Anyway, I was thankful I got to go see the little guy, who really isn't so little any more. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimknntdY1Ot9ceJDCCsBEX1i_Ruf1q0NUqRiLWvRkV9etsRc5mwLjJU9p5o3J4F8TFKnQH01lYG6Njq-cBvhHGuFIzPjOduKEE_PJkjTEIXjmHi6OfgQfNgID0PZPLx9ETy2dbAb4Tc3c/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+280.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimknntdY1Ot9ceJDCCsBEX1i_Ruf1q0NUqRiLWvRkV9etsRc5mwLjJU9p5o3J4F8TFKnQH01lYG6Njq-cBvhHGuFIzPjOduKEE_PJkjTEIXjmHi6OfgQfNgID0PZPLx9ETy2dbAb4Tc3c/s400/Hawaii+09+280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325878180419816994" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7gkgWGPgHPHx4qWFix6s2iHOzkeAoen_pA3vdGJ_Op0CZByOrutGZDB4eoTk78el_5u2pq153DyIV0Y_7ZzDKdYOgk616KMJO58yK0C5Bt1cBnZkWlm6lNG__mPwx0WCBSdM6jeAxzA/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+279.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU7gkgWGPgHPHx4qWFix6s2iHOzkeAoen_pA3vdGJ_Op0CZByOrutGZDB4eoTk78el_5u2pq153DyIV0Y_7ZzDKdYOgk616KMJO58yK0C5Bt1cBnZkWlm6lNG__mPwx0WCBSdM6jeAxzA/s400/Hawaii+09+279.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325878294920990258" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-83513555517059992642009-04-10T07:19:00.000-06:002009-04-10T07:37:53.899-06:00Finally - Hawaii 09!After a busy 2 weeks, I finally have some time to post some pics!<br /><br />BOyd and I had a GREAT time! We LOVED the Big Island. So much to see and do, with such different climates on the small island. It's also still very rural, which was my favorite part. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY50Q1-ncPurIbOoLTvbSgcsrvu0QvXlRuh-kyW3QVmocoW2o8uW7Md6aCljj4Bvv9PK_CaMULyxKkzxwMO6ufA_OfdbtWOwF0j28smxFw2piqHgT8czNvjGEySen6Jicuf-Wi_-TB5cU/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY50Q1-ncPurIbOoLTvbSgcsrvu0QvXlRuh-kyW3QVmocoW2o8uW7Md6aCljj4Bvv9PK_CaMULyxKkzxwMO6ufA_OfdbtWOwF0j28smxFw2piqHgT8czNvjGEySen6Jicuf-Wi_-TB5cU/s400/Hawaii+09+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323052297900319234" /></a><br />Our first view of the island...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrMGgQAgiKfDcyakUYqd0mhfqhvH6iJMV3O3cS0HFyQ2p8kcHo9j8I8jIlghbNjFVA_mbCOPrSbau_xyw9ILUgDsSe1Pimm8OyrxsgDL8SHyr-3fJYzOg91H7edQJzb7rfMtc_vM3h34/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgrMGgQAgiKfDcyakUYqd0mhfqhvH6iJMV3O3cS0HFyQ2p8kcHo9j8I8jIlghbNjFVA_mbCOPrSbau_xyw9ILUgDsSe1Pimm8OyrxsgDL8SHyr-3fJYzOg91H7edQJzb7rfMtc_vM3h34/s400/Hawaii+09+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323052508233659138" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdCnQesoQwlOSenAlZ5hizXpDuqj4M37RrL2nG_7xCkWtwQ8SKIfPRU5rW1wBVjS3zDPUFM-pJCLdzRn_DLADf2OJFJZcQikluCFFkETvr6FjtnIqeCd7mrJXxGZgU4j3sXfKKs_x7fc/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdCnQesoQwlOSenAlZ5hizXpDuqj4M37RrL2nG_7xCkWtwQ8SKIfPRU5rW1wBVjS3zDPUFM-pJCLdzRn_DLADf2OJFJZcQikluCFFkETvr6FjtnIqeCd7mrJXxGZgU4j3sXfKKs_x7fc/s400/Hawaii+09+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323052736454546882" /></a><br />The resort was INCREDIBLE!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiSN3sOLAxil5xMzrxCgIzFZZccLMuJLN3GCrldlU0kWFnaxdJqIykOjMcA76gSRIHx7miPy3Isi9VudAkPbgqI03vq3JdkODp8I-h2sZzYdq57mJKbapI4lBBEG5wn_DdCHJqTrtoG0/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiSN3sOLAxil5xMzrxCgIzFZZccLMuJLN3GCrldlU0kWFnaxdJqIykOjMcA76gSRIHx7miPy3Isi9VudAkPbgqI03vq3JdkODp8I-h2sZzYdq57mJKbapI4lBBEG5wn_DdCHJqTrtoG0/s400/Hawaii+09+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323052914510320290" /></a><br />Also part of our resort!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyQRt6tvARwaRNfITbWRhzTR3WMrSutSP0r2D1GEdefPEzIDx6Q3np1-ZNWpvhnJECh1t5FWCrvbw2yDf_OMPAfDnp3m1PW8IlxHXlkO446DuNaghDBTfeDOr2xCulwkq0kFH9lz0UEg/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyQRt6tvARwaRNfITbWRhzTR3WMrSutSP0r2D1GEdefPEzIDx6Q3np1-ZNWpvhnJECh1t5FWCrvbw2yDf_OMPAfDnp3m1PW8IlxHXlkO446DuNaghDBTfeDOr2xCulwkq0kFH9lz0UEg/s400/Hawaii+09+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323053028257100082" /></a><br />We rented a soft-top jeep to scoot around the island in.<br /><br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnCPI1KEuGcwKwRrTfXKIkcqghCGSyzXt60pOoomrRb1MTT2NByf2OG9fX9DflLZkv5dx2priqhce0Cx86yeW6XyG0H8z74Mk-4e2g1XBL7yVhGQJNBm2LpAq6q5EKGX2d3sx7tOc88c/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+072.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnCPI1KEuGcwKwRrTfXKIkcqghCGSyzXt60pOoomrRb1MTT2NByf2OG9fX9DflLZkv5dx2priqhce0Cx86yeW6XyG0H8z74Mk-4e2g1XBL7yVhGQJNBm2LpAq6q5EKGX2d3sx7tOc88c/s400/Hawaii+09+072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323053283675004578" /></a><br />We flew over to Oahu for the day and visited Pearl Harbor. Amazing. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitWKHQ3jSjs_D3E9JhVJWoB3sPr5EV0au-Yj4k1dXUrh5TxnPvdpUUg2PbdG52kMSAZ5rBX72EDkNuoQES7YgfxHSq_4qz9rWFsc60rtERbYOArMiCFtV65xs10cJaa_Mx-iGpI-qgWig/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+076.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitWKHQ3jSjs_D3E9JhVJWoB3sPr5EV0au-Yj4k1dXUrh5TxnPvdpUUg2PbdG52kMSAZ5rBX72EDkNuoQES7YgfxHSq_4qz9rWFsc60rtERbYOArMiCFtV65xs10cJaa_Mx-iGpI-qgWig/s400/Hawaii+09+076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323053586976169586" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3g7qd1joni9fyfpcJhBfcbRhanXrd6Px_c2h_EgBPCypd3jxBnh4XDaFzJgfwpgciA76r2GwbhTsk1Q0pr43CbjBNGvr1EvZMA6lbUQZXqsANUVRU4_FLGqAZ1HglYQR5sJADpvz5Cpk/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+156.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3g7qd1joni9fyfpcJhBfcbRhanXrd6Px_c2h_EgBPCypd3jxBnh4XDaFzJgfwpgciA76r2GwbhTsk1Q0pr43CbjBNGvr1EvZMA6lbUQZXqsANUVRU4_FLGqAZ1HglYQR5sJADpvz5Cpk/s400/Hawaii+09+156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323053858464047538" /></a><br />The PCC - so dang fun!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJ7c8xIeCMgLWVkw38nXkxncjn3Og_MOVkMXBwIgdOt3XJBTg2eiuohJMt5KbV8uKK5eeNFZfYZpujSs8Eqn2N0xO9SvI7m9wB4mofpoEmfuS06Jm7zEYjYcHQoAQyRQQPYvveVnZtkw/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+179.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJ7c8xIeCMgLWVkw38nXkxncjn3Og_MOVkMXBwIgdOt3XJBTg2eiuohJMt5KbV8uKK5eeNFZfYZpujSs8Eqn2N0xO9SvI7m9wB4mofpoEmfuS06Jm7zEYjYcHQoAQyRQQPYvveVnZtkw/s400/Hawaii+09+179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323054116346497330" /></a><br />A Buddhist temple on Oahu - part of Pearl Harbor was filmed at this location, and LOST was setting up to film here too this day!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPKxtiRlzZxYe_iO06C9ltHOvLszsYgpfTJqG5w5xinPelAd1-1p5QJ1xmaRex91pRWkEI7Co3KhyphenhyphenYg0t9CTETssRiE3ceoPqbSWuc0_xpR5KBDk5rqB8vjuNCAibl_5y-Pue4e3woLI/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+204.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaPKxtiRlzZxYe_iO06C9ltHOvLszsYgpfTJqG5w5xinPelAd1-1p5QJ1xmaRex91pRWkEI7Co3KhyphenhyphenYg0t9CTETssRiE3ceoPqbSWuc0_xpR5KBDk5rqB8vjuNCAibl_5y-Pue4e3woLI/s400/Hawaii+09+204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323054445748151474" /></a><br />Boyd exploring. My fourth boy...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjO6wrzrhuBs6HS5EPPlqrp5w49vdcNvsucCsmaU5KqZvEZzQob0TYQW1T-R8Z2LXWjm6sgDTuA_itFTiv7knvbRezfRTg0ZJxkRdm3JxiGbhmw5qyZtrrOuE_kgAg3rs9zAdWx8w9Dqg/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+223.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjO6wrzrhuBs6HS5EPPlqrp5w49vdcNvsucCsmaU5KqZvEZzQob0TYQW1T-R8Z2LXWjm6sgDTuA_itFTiv7knvbRezfRTg0ZJxkRdm3JxiGbhmw5qyZtrrOuE_kgAg3rs9zAdWx8w9Dqg/s400/Hawaii+09+223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323054687224528578" /></a><br />The sunset on the night of the luau was GORGEOUS!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_EnHY96oHWXFuVRt5T_OorCousP7OeBjCUPiB_-3zvKkwDm2j_ApQw0MhxllPtqzO2musLXMc0pKtzeuSrC3Y6s2wN1IAWmPC3IKcVhMUI7TZZm3TzrL7Ppz7Ki6LsSxjREDOZR42TQ/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+251.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_EnHY96oHWXFuVRt5T_OorCousP7OeBjCUPiB_-3zvKkwDm2j_ApQw0MhxllPtqzO2musLXMc0pKtzeuSrC3Y6s2wN1IAWmPC3IKcVhMUI7TZZm3TzrL7Ppz7Ki6LsSxjREDOZR42TQ/s400/Hawaii+09+251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323054877892415218" /></a><br />This was one of my favorite things, hiking down into the rainforest to go through the Thurston Lava Tube. It's where lava once flowed through to get to the surface of the island. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufJV-aCKkLi1gwsdZuZRLAcU1S9DG-ZbYKbT2KSzszvxfx4zYXm_juYtlHK7948LE7GSlpGu95-cb1M6J03Z7mTVJyDmKw4XfGy-fJKLGVqdsGeocLzKpq5WDQycNfqvY6u_q4wvPpdw/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+266.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufJV-aCKkLi1gwsdZuZRLAcU1S9DG-ZbYKbT2KSzszvxfx4zYXm_juYtlHK7948LE7GSlpGu95-cb1M6J03Z7mTVJyDmKw4XfGy-fJKLGVqdsGeocLzKpq5WDQycNfqvY6u_q4wvPpdw/s400/Hawaii+09+266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323055182189060194" /></a><br />BOyd loves to golf - so how could we go to Hawaii and not have him golf? He spent one of the mornings golfing while I read by the pool. A bit of heaven you know...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtHGwQfLZByH-EkhOUrbSV5iRdCGn1-5LEGXecp8hm1sWtpRK8f5CdE8xoE3Y2zN7FsXH-VM4prNw105O1tpMHNxrtJqiDv_kHgjZrAYL_WvH9BeRNFDHi01xJSncdsXkaaxysiZWUPA/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+272.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPtHGwQfLZByH-EkhOUrbSV5iRdCGn1-5LEGXecp8hm1sWtpRK8f5CdE8xoE3Y2zN7FsXH-VM4prNw105O1tpMHNxrtJqiDv_kHgjZrAYL_WvH9BeRNFDHi01xJSncdsXkaaxysiZWUPA/s400/Hawaii+09+272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323055508678430274" /></a><br />Celebrating the end of a great trip. If you can't jump on beds at home, where can you jump on beds? <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVM-pEM5T5Z6yI2QuihCHA050f3ItObdCdbwO-tM7KaevVTmABlLMW5z5JBCn2L3fbhMDlkPT-GiWulRisclu5-NT4GB7TdV2PCqKZlrs1_UWePDDqwpEQNIWrCfOQCGtSsVuPR9V2_k/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+273.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggVM-pEM5T5Z6yI2QuihCHA050f3ItObdCdbwO-tM7KaevVTmABlLMW5z5JBCn2L3fbhMDlkPT-GiWulRisclu5-NT4GB7TdV2PCqKZlrs1_UWePDDqwpEQNIWrCfOQCGtSsVuPR9V2_k/s400/Hawaii+09+273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323055723360524242" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQF7iy3ccDKBG_hSimNLwDMebfrLllqciZXSpXLgNiAY9Q-ujFPD8di4dJ_grLuzg_JaZm5rtLqJ8p-0JseXXpjkSw36qCE_5R8RoGq9_hwE4gmLLeoZuYDfpdb3HXnku3KxeP5vhkkM/s1600-h/Hawaii+09+028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQF7iy3ccDKBG_hSimNLwDMebfrLllqciZXSpXLgNiAY9Q-ujFPD8di4dJ_grLuzg_JaZm5rtLqJ8p-0JseXXpjkSw36qCE_5R8RoGq9_hwE4gmLLeoZuYDfpdb3HXnku3KxeP5vhkkM/s400/Hawaii+09+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323055880553911314" /></a><br />16 years - yesterday (4.9) was our anniversary! Love you babe! We make a great team after all!White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-36084603262722025042009-04-04T13:43:00.000-06:002009-04-04T13:47:58.271-06:00Question of the DayLogan: "Can we go to Granny & Bomps when it's conference half-time?"<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPxBmQLbwlq2Enesd7i04koYt4pXK-UmLmHVDHvjEwyxaEqSonRqTGg2VzLgq4VdblQon5q_VhAif7tiiY4N1Yb0UhSxjafCtELLR_T1gZ-THk-3CZcn5JI8w-dHGyVEL8yRNkOJC4Tk/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPxBmQLbwlq2Enesd7i04koYt4pXK-UmLmHVDHvjEwyxaEqSonRqTGg2VzLgq4VdblQon5q_VhAif7tiiY4N1Yb0UhSxjafCtELLR_T1gZ-THk-3CZcn5JI8w-dHGyVEL8yRNkOJC4Tk/s400/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320925198286658818" /></a>White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-879179373435503501.post-48344703549633406152009-03-15T21:02:00.000-06:002009-03-15T21:03:58.048-06:00Laugh till you can't breathe....<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1tcR19y7GPM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1tcR19y7GPM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />This would have been the kind of video we would have made as kids, and I would have cast Neal P. at the lead character!White Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09702599583873273304noreply@blogger.com4