tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26034488052693843392023-06-20T06:09:17.631-07:00The Royce FamilyThis is how we roll...Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.comBlogger194125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-51877403695517363152012-05-22T11:33:00.001-07:002012-05-22T11:33:38.530-07:00All Balled Into One<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Here we go.... First we had Easter, dyed our beautiful eggs. All 5 dozen of them!! </div>
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We had quite a few casualties, but it made for a very colorful egg salad and yummy tuna fish sandwiches<br />
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Then it was time to find all those pretty eggs.<br />
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Some didn't make it to the basket, Tank was on the hunt too! He loves eggs.<br />
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What is Easter without chicky's?!<br />
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Then it was my birthday!! We went and stayed up in Park City at a resort called St. Regis. NICEST place I have ever stayed. It was so fun and relaxing.<br />
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Our good friend Lisa made me her famous strawberry cake. It was fabulous!!! </div>
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Then we had Jameson's "Goin' Buggy" program at school. He played the congressman<br />
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After that it was Chanel's Kindergarten program! I got really crappy seats which explains the really crappy pictures.<br />
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Then the Pinewood Derby races!!! That didn't go so well. Jameson needs a little work on his sportsmanship.<br />
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After that, another field trip!! To Thanksgiving Point where we got to see all the baby animals!!<br />
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Took a ride on the ponies.<br />
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And ANOTHER field trip to KSL studios. We explored the news stations, recording studios and learned about the radio stations.<br />
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Then it was our girls birthdays!!! Chanel turned 6 and Rori Ana turned 4!! Where has time gone?<br />
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The pinata was struggling this year, it never did make it all the way to the end. Even after JR and Rory tried to "fix" it.<br />
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The girls had the most beautiful cake in the whole world!! If their birthday cakes look like this now, I can only imagine their wedding cakes.<br />
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Then we had "vehicle days" at the school.<br />
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I took it upon myself to sign Rory up to show them his "BEAST"
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Ava Lyn is actually much smaller than the tires, it doesn't look like it here but she really is. <br />
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Rori Ana had her school program. They sang all the songs they have been learning and all the letters, colors and shapes. Of course Rori just sat there and didn't budge. I didn't get to see her sing not one word.<br />
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After that it was time for some relaxation. I took the girls and their friends out for some fun...<br />
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Who doesn't love getting their nails painted?!<br />
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You may remember some time ago I told you about the Guinea Pigs we bought the girls? When we bought them we asked the person selling them if they were sure on the sex of the guinea pigs. He assured us we were getting 2 males, there would be no reproducing. We took them home and we even YouTube'd it to see if we got 2 males. It looked to us like they were. So when we woke up to these little piggies you can imagine the surprise we had!!<br />
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Turns out Prince Naveen and Mr. Frog are actually Prince and MRS. Frog.<br />
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All those babies came just after we brought home this little fur ball. Meet Tinkerbell, she was found stuck under a fence by some lady who posted an ad for someone to come get her. I had been thinking about a cat for some time. Actually, I promised my girls I would get them one years ago and just now decided it would be okay to bring one home. She is a bundle of claws, meows, fur and energy! She has no fear of anything and she thinks she is the size of a tiger! So far she is handling the constant kisses, dress up and tea parties quite well. She is showered with affection and even Rory (who never really liked cats) is in love with her. He can't help but laugh at her when she is bouncing all over the house and climbing up his legs for his affection.<br />
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A couple of days ago we were visiting Nana. I went outside to find Chanel standing on my mom's big garbage cans. I yelled for her to get off and just as she was saying "But, MOOOOMMMM!! It's FUUUNNNNN!!!", she fell off and landed face first into a trailer hitch. I was expecting the worst when I went running over there but all I found was half a little itty bitty tooth missing. Thank God!! So off to the dentist we went. He pulled what was left of her little tooth and yanked the one she knocked loose out too. The tooth fairy was a busy girl that night because Jameson had written a note explaining what had happened and apologizing for telling his sister to follow along in his shenanigans. The tooth fairy wrote back in the tiniest handwriting I have ever seen and told him to take care of his little sister and to be smart. She accepted his apology and then gave Chanel her money and was on her way.<br />
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Remember those Chicks I told you about. The little ones we got for Easter? Well, meet my girls... </div>
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Oprah is on the far left, Mabel is the in the far back on the left with the white tail feathers (she is my favorite), then there is Edna (second one in, on the right) and then Hazel (far right). They each have their own funny personalities (YES, chickens have personality!! And they are pretty smart too!!) They all do a "happy chicken dance" when I go out to see them and very soon they will all be feeding us fresh, all organic eggs. I love my girls!<br />
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So that is it so far. Lot's going on here in the Royce home and lots to look forward to. This is what I live for, the warm sunny days spent outside with all of my animals, tending to my yard, boating, traveling, playing and seeing new things and different places with my favorite people. I love summer!!! </div>
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-88586626204063573982012-05-04T14:49:00.001-07:002012-05-04T14:49:41.005-07:00Right now Jameson has handkerchiefs in his mouth (kankers). He is a month away from graduating 2nd grade then its off to third grade! He is making lots of new friends at school and some friends I like more than others. He has had questions about the "f" word, smoking, different churches and bullying. Like I said, some friends I like more than others. But, I'm proud to say he stands up for what he believes in and has made the right decisions. He is very open with me and isn't embarrassed to ask or talk about things. I hope it stays this way. Im afraid im not quite ready for this.
Chanel wants to go Las Begas with her girl friends for her SIXTH birthday?! Not sure where she got that? Rory and I don't even like Vegas at all. She talks about clothes and what is "poplar". Silly girl.
I have decided to cut McDonald's out of our diet (with the exception of my coke here or there. At least I'm trying)I told Rori Ana this and she looked at me like I had completely lost my mind. I told her the food was made out of plastic and I didn't want to eat it anymore. It's hard because we pass a McDonald's every five minutes where we live. There is even one right when you leave our neighborhood that we pass by multiple times a day. So last time we passed it she yelled out "Mom!! Stop and det me a bweakfast burrdito!!!" I reminded her we won't be eating there anymore and she says "Nooooo!!! I wuv my pwastic burrditos!!!".
Ava Lyn has always had a love for sesame street, Dora and Mickey mouse clubhouse. But, she recently found a show she likes even more. You may have heard of it? It's The Price Is Right!!! She screams every time someone comes running down from the audience, she squeals when they get a chance at a new car and she jumps up and down when the contestants do. This is one thing I hope she never grows out of because it's really entertaining to watch. She is also addicted to the iPad. This has got to stop. She hides away under tables and in closets for long periods of time with the iPads and we have to listen for the sounds of the game she's playing to find her. She hasn't figured out that's how we know where she is yet. She begs all day for it and she knows how to use it better than I do.
So, in a nut shell... I have one kid who is hanging out with the wrong crowd and I need to put a stop to it real quick. I have a popular six year old planning a trip to Vegas with her friends, I have a three year old mad at me for not getting her beloved plastic breakfast burritos and my two year old that is an iPad junkie.
Life is good!!!Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-10499967762772978382012-05-03T15:18:00.001-07:002012-05-03T15:18:28.875-07:00First trip back to Moab in 2012<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw5yo5vd2-s/T4853KopQcI/AAAAAAAAF1U/DM9IG6I_VZ0/s1600/Moab%2B3-12%2B009.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732864470576349634" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sw5yo5vd2-s/T4853KopQcI/AAAAAAAAF1U/DM9IG6I_VZ0/s400/Moab%2B3-12%2B009.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Moab! We go here at least a handful of times each year. In Moab we have no schedules, no agenda to follow and no time limit. We just stroll through the rocky red mountains together as a family.<br />
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We drink from the spigot and we have lazy days watching movies together<br />
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We cuddle with our daddy<br />
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</div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-11671781439394036772012-04-16T09:03:00.004-07:002012-04-16T09:56:58.156-07:00Out Of Hibernation... finally!We have been busy getting ready for this summer, that I am SO excited about. Trimming trees, bushes, lawns and gardens. Actually, I redid my entire front garden and added a whole 6 feet of planting space, which is just what I needed... more room to kill the poor plants I bring home and deprive of the water and nutrients it needs and more room to grow those weeds that I seem to keep alive and thriving somehow all year. BUT, I love it so I did it. I have loved being outside putting my bare hands back into the dirt, digging for worms and pulling those dreaded weeds. I even started my own compost this year! The yard smells of spring flowers and freshly mowed grass, my nails are chipped away with a permanent layer of dirt under them. And my vegetables are started and I can't wait to eat the fruits they give, if I can keep them alive. My kids have gotten their first sunburns and I have yet to get any color. My girls hair has even lightened up by about 2 shades from being out in the sun so much, I imagine they will be almost blonde by the end of this summer? Why does their hair go blonde in the summer? I am not sure but I love it, it looks like it holds the sunshine in their hair and it's beautiful.<br />The fruits of our labor are starting to show and we all did it as a family. That is what I have loved most about it. Yes, it's been a busy spring already but, we are just preparing for a lazy summer. I think if we can get it all out of the way now we should be able to be gone almost every weekend and not feel like we should be at home working on our "to do list". I want a "ta done list"! We are almost done with the girls' playhouse we started last summer, it is going to be so cute that I may just move in permanently. I built my chicken coop and got my chickens, now all I have to do is sit and wait for those delicious eggs I have been wanting for years now. Not the processed, steroid, hormone filled ones at the store that make our children start puberty at 7 yrs old. And not the expensive "cage free" ones I have been paying for. All natural, free range eggs from my backyard!! If you can't tell, I'm totally stoked! And it has been a good project for my kids. I truly think all of our animals have thought my children a sense of responsibility. They have done a great job taking care of and feeding our 2 dogs, 2 guinea pigs, 1 bird and now four chickens (I think that's all the animals we have right now??). Soon, I think I will add a kitten to the mix, whats a house without a cat, right? To be honest, if I had the land we would be milking our own cows too, but that will have to wait a few years.<br />The kids are all doing so well in school, Jameson is learning so much!! He is entering that kind of annoying stage right now that boys go through (and it probably won't go away until he is about 35. Or does it ever go away?). The stage where they are learning to flirt and they think everything they say is SO hilarious. He is so loud and obnoxious when he is with his friends!! But, I do laugh at the dumb jokes and I can't help but giggle when I see him and his friends showing off for the little girls in the neighborhood. He has quite a few boys his age so they all play together and it is so funny to watch them, they are all lanky and scrawny and yet so big?! I don't even want to know what comes next. But, for now he is still my little Jameson. He still loves to hang out with me sometimes. We ride our bikes together and still have long talks and I hope he never gets to be too cool for mom. And my little Nelly is getting insanely grown up all of a sudden!!! She does more for her 2 little sisters than I do sometimes. She helps me get them ready for the day, she takes them for walks, she teaches them all sorts of stuff, like shapes and colors or how to say things. She reads to them now and will push them on the swings. She is a better mother than I am and she is only 5! She is also loving school and I love seeing her in school. She is very attentive and focused on learning. She just soaks it all in and understands so fast, of course me being her mommy thinks she is simply a genius. And then there are my babies. It's funny because we all call them "the babies". It's always, "where are the babies. What are the babies doing? The babies are sleeping" babies, babies, babies. Those 2 are crazy. They laugh and play ALL DAY! They never stop going, they just keep going and going and going. Right into the night. They hate to be apart and yet they fight and bicker to each other about everything. They do each other's hair, makeup, paint their nails, they even try to match their clothes. If one picks out a pink pair of shoes, so will the other. It's funny how things just fall into place. In my older posts I wrote about me being pregnant with Ava and how I wasn't sure why I felt the need to have this other baby so soon after Rori. Well, now I know. I don't know what life would be like if they didn't have each other and if I didn't have them. They are so entertaining and I love watching them all day. But, don't let them fool you with all the cuteness! Those 2 are TROUBLE!!! They are very naughty and they still draw on each other with permanent markers, they still cut their dolly's hair, they still make messes and break furniture and whatever else they can get a hold of. It really is twice the trouble!<br />I am going to be better about writing on here! I promise, and I say this mostly to my children. I want them to know what their lives were like growing up. I know I can't remember all these things and I know I won't be able to tell them some of the stories I want them to know. So, I will get better so they can laugh at themselves later as much as I do now.Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-38765252722321818982012-03-05T07:00:00.008-08:002012-03-05T16:17:50.125-08:00Oh DearJust day to day life here in the Royce home. Nothing new, nothing terribly exciting going on, just your usual....<br /><br /><br /><br />Days spent with the family in the beautiful mountains behind our house. It's about a 5 minute drive up the canyon and you enter a wonderful little world. Brings back lots of memories for me, that is where I spent my time riding my horses as a young girl, where I spent my time hiking with my friends (during school hours) as a teenager, where Rory and I would go for "drives". It is now a place I take my family to go sledding, hiking and for nature walks. I love it here.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716560031607960450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ucx3IjDjDmg/T1VND6UwM4I/AAAAAAAAFto/yRgjitAVRiI/s400/105.JPG" /><br />Did you know my dog was this amazing? He is. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716560013792073682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n8Xb106GTWg/T1VNC39HV9I/AAAAAAAAFtQ/hogGOZjjeio/s400/100.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716560005330572594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AZXPOWBZXzQ/T1VNCYbvFTI/AAAAAAAAFtE/pxzCi29oVIg/s400/097.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716559014086223730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0c0iD9aOlO0/T1VMIrwqp3I/AAAAAAAAFs4/iyNH00M5xnA/s400/092.JPG" />We like to pull the kids in the sled behind our Razor. It is pretty fun!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716558984702641634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRhr2PXsYp8/T1VMG-TExeI/AAAAAAAAFsI/8WA94V1pADY/s400/002.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716559007243370386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks05oLQDtQ0/T1VMISRM_5I/AAAAAAAAFss/tzqTfQm1jb4/s400/020.JPG" /><br />Little Rori and Big Rory crashing down the hill. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716559000393857714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ0jEaDkZ6k/T1VMH4wJurI/AAAAAAAAFsg/y_s2P-mmea8/s400/051.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716558993537443826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BYKXMPjki0/T1VMHfNdJ_I/AAAAAAAAFsQ/K6uQd-tVId8/s400/054.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716560024086887666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DPHGpY5ZNg/T1VNDeTlvPI/AAAAAAAAFtY/W5kPt_MxG7E/s400/104.JPG" />We play outside as much as possible, but with the lack of the fluffy white stuff outside there hasn't been much to do. It's too cold to ride our bikes but not cold enough for snow. This has been a pretty lame winter. So, its always fun when a new friend comes knocking at our door...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEnD0C2keps/T1VQClejsbI/AAAAAAAAFw4/Afcre0uMv5g/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563307366953394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EEnD0C2keps/T1VQClejsbI/AAAAAAAAFw4/Afcre0uMv5g/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B080.JPG" /></a> What do you do when you think you hear someone at the front door and you come to find this?? You yell for all you kids to come, go cut up an apple and invite her in of course!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4iasa95_aQ/T1VP0S3MUCI/AAAAAAAAFws/SxRl71Cgfq4/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563061851836450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n4iasa95_aQ/T1VP0S3MUCI/AAAAAAAAFws/SxRl71Cgfq4/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B047.JPG" /></a> Apparently deer don't like apples. But she loved the kids<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2-nLtEZJp0/T1VPzxsGsPI/AAAAAAAAFwg/Z0DJhyJVwEg/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563052946960626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2-nLtEZJp0/T1VPzxsGsPI/AAAAAAAAFwg/Z0DJhyJVwEg/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B046.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T11GG3x1LuY/T1VPzuME3vI/AAAAAAAAFwU/_QynLuBNXXA/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563052007317234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T11GG3x1LuY/T1VPzuME3vI/AAAAAAAAFwU/_QynLuBNXXA/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B052.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TndSLRVVrH0/T1VPym3ieiI/AAAAAAAAFwI/DJ01HjBSMT4/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563032862259746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TndSLRVVrH0/T1VPym3ieiI/AAAAAAAAFwI/DJ01HjBSMT4/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B064.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2xWOkcHt40/T1VPyU06XgI/AAAAAAAAFv8/o6rw7k-S868/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716563028019404290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2xWOkcHt40/T1VPyU06XgI/AAAAAAAAFv8/o6rw7k-S868/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B067.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phk1c22EZvg/T1VOxDpnI2I/AAAAAAAAFvY/S-5oUW25Jdg/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561906717107042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phk1c22EZvg/T1VOxDpnI2I/AAAAAAAAFvY/S-5oUW25Jdg/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B069.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>Our sweet little deer friend has been back a time or two since and every time she gets a little braver, she has tried coming in the house a few times. I do have a limit (bet you didn't think I did) and I draw the line a deer in the house. Goats, fine. But, deer? No. </div><br /><br /><div>However I did say yes to these two cuties. Meet Frog and Prince Naveen. Chanel's babies. </div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716560037256772130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IldynjqxWSE/T1VNEPXiOiI/AAAAAAAAFt0/4yQR7IuP0P4/s400/118.JPG" /></div><br /><br /><div>With all the cold weather comes lots of sick kids. Once one gets it, its only a matter of time before they all do. I cringe every time I hear that dreaded cough or a feel a fever on my lips when I kiss their sweet foreheads. But on the up side I get lots of this... <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drM7viQ3tc4/T1VOwSi9g_I/AAAAAAAAFvM/xmWq368rt74/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561893535876082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-drM7viQ3tc4/T1VOwSi9g_I/AAAAAAAAFvM/xmWq368rt74/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Valentines day was lovely. I always have a special breakfast for all the loves in my life and they love it. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_De4r0gdVGQ/T1VOwCB_4iI/AAAAAAAAFvA/CPwS74RtXfE/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561889102651938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_De4r0gdVGQ/T1VOwCB_4iI/AAAAAAAAFvA/CPwS74RtXfE/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJzf_I6P9qA/T1VOCjjRjXI/AAAAAAAAFu0/BrJUcCiVAD0/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561107826609522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJzf_I6P9qA/T1VOCjjRjXI/AAAAAAAAFu0/BrJUcCiVAD0/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B013.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNnLR93_v_E/T1VOCWA9ebI/AAAAAAAAFuo/LEM9cgiwYgM/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561104193026482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CNnLR93_v_E/T1VOCWA9ebI/AAAAAAAAFuo/LEM9cgiwYgM/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B011.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vxVHoJkIM/T1VOCOMmHNI/AAAAAAAAFuc/m4v3tvmelfs/s1600/113.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561102094343378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vxVHoJkIM/T1VOCOMmHNI/AAAAAAAAFuc/m4v3tvmelfs/s400/113.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7BqMwLuzY/T1VOBlWsIBI/AAAAAAAAFuM/8IHJwXDX-1U/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561091130826770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jc7BqMwLuzY/T1VOBlWsIBI/AAAAAAAAFuM/8IHJwXDX-1U/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B008.JPG" /></a>James made this valentines box. I guess my shoe box wrapped in tin foil wasn't good enough?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZLGLxZl2Z0/T1VOBbyBlmI/AAAAAAAAFuE/zKq5G3Jgkfo/s1600/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716561088561124962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pZLGLxZl2Z0/T1VOBbyBlmI/AAAAAAAAFuE/zKq5G3Jgkfo/s400/V%2Bday%2Band%2Bdeer%2B005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Other than that. Rori has stopped taking naps in the last couple of weeks. I hate it. She keeps me running all day now, with no break and most nights as well. She has never been a good sleeper and she makes sure that if she isn't asleep, neither am I. We have spent lots of nights on the back deck waiting for her to stop screaming bloody murder for no reason what so ever. She isn't crying because she had a bad dream or because she doesn't feel good, nothing like that. She just cries. She has done this her whole life. I used to do everything to get her to stop. I would be down on my knees begging at 4 AM for her to stop so she didn't wake up her siblings too. Now, we just sit out on the deck and she will kick and scream and then she will just stop. Like nothing was ever wrong, and then she'll say "Mom, I'm weady for bed now." And that's it, we go to bed. I still love her. I wish I could figure out a way to put video on here! She can't say anything that starts with sp like, spooky, spider, sprinkles or sparkle. She uses the F sound instead and I LOVE it!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNk_mvn4yJU/TzGgIBCmJ7I/AAAAAAAAFrk/Uc-ZnG7B5JE/s1600/108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706518262433851314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nNk_mvn4yJU/TzGgIBCmJ7I/AAAAAAAAFrk/Uc-ZnG7B5JE/s400/108.JPG" /></a> These 2 are inseparable! I love seeing them grow up together, I know they will be the best of friends. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706519851816187906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJhOYXQ60OE/TzGhkh83-AI/AAAAAAAAFr8/px180uXx8Hg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B051.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706518272804645314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbbWGbi6LUQ/TzGgInrL6cI/AAAAAAAAFrw/0ujlveugvGE/s400/115.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706518261606024978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUKNnR-9Mwc/TzGgH99OhxI/AAAAAAAAFrY/5W-2SH7CeGc/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B003.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />Spring is just around the corner and I can't wait...Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-40667008194787917482012-01-28T11:02:00.000-08:002012-01-31T09:03:02.449-08:00Silly BillJameson (0r Bill as we like to call him) has really been on a roll lately. This kid is the most argumentative, defiant, smooth talker I know. He gets out of trouble so easily by taking his time explaining his reasoning behind his actions, using all of his biggest words he knows so it sounds much more believable. And me, being the push over I can sometimes be, falls for every word that pours out of his big, crooked teeth. He is so smart and he usually does have a pretty good reason for the things he does, most of the time it makes perfect sense and I could see why he feels the way he does. Jameson kind of hangs back in this family. Not that he is any less important in any way, he just chooses to steer clear of the drama. He never really has a whole lot of say on things so when he does, I really listen. His sisters tend to take over any and everything in this family. They are so temperamental, loud and dramatic (down right rude actually) and they are always causing some sort of a problem around here. So James will hang out in his only safe haven he has in this house. His room. Or, he will simply step outside to get away from the constant melt downs and cat fights. I always feel so guilty because he requires almost no attention from me at all anymore. He makes his own food when he is hungry, he does his homework upstairs by himself on his desk, he dresses himself, brushes his own teeth without me asking, entertains himself and never really asks for much from his mom anymore. And here I am at my girls every beck and call. Trying to stop the squealing and fighting. Trying to make sure they aren't burning the house down or covering my walls with lipsticks and nail polishes. Picking up at least 100 baby dolls, 200 crowns and a million tutu's every day. I sometimes don't realize how little Jameson needs me until I have a minute to sit down and then notice he is no where to be found. But that doesn't mean I cant go find him, wherever he might be, and sit and enjoy the silence with him. We have deep conversations, far beyond what I was ever wondering about when I was 8. He tells me his thoughts on aliens, he believes the Mayor of the city is the only one who knows if there are aliens and big foots in this world. We talk about God and what he thinks really happens when you pass on. We talk about the president and the war. We talk about school and how mean some kids can be, we also talk about the nice kids too and what a difference he thinks they can make. We discuss what he should be when he grows up and how much money he will make and if that is enough to afford the house he wants to build, in the mountains, made of trees he cuts down himself. We talk about his future in racing and riding bikes and how he wants to do that after work. I could go on and on and to me everything he says is so interesting and I always love to hear it. Most people don't pay much attention to him, like I said he isn't very demanding of any one's attention. But if you ever manage to escape the constant chaos of the rest of our family and just listen to what he has to say, I think people would be amazed at the things running through his mind. I know I am.<br /><br />Here are a few funny things he has said lately:<br />There was a homeless man on the side of the road, James has a real soft spot for homeless people and animals (he gets that from me). The man was holding a sign that said "HOMELESS. Sober and Clean. NEED MONEY." I looked at the man and under my breath said "he's not clean, look at him picking at all the sores all over his face". Jameson heard me and said "YEAH MOM!! THEY ARE FROM CLEANING!! DUH!!!". How silly of me, of course that is what those are from.<br /><br />I walked into his room today and he asked me "Mom, how hard can you spank a spider without killing it?" This one caught me off guard, so I had to sit and think for a minute. I told him about the equivalent of tapping a ping pong ball off a smooth table. Not very hard at all, but of course it depends on the size of the spider. He ran downstairs to get the names of different species of spiders after that. I'm not sure why he is spanking spiders?<br /><br />Rory left out of town and he asked why I didn't go with daddy to St. George? I told him someone has to stay home to take care of the house while daddy is away. He told me not to worry, he could manage being the man of the house and would throw the garbage. I said thank you and he said "No problem here... Just a MAN doing MAN'S work is all, I'm just going to go make sure everything is in working order." OK James, you do that.<br /><br />He has also been writing stories on the computer lately too. He says he wants to write books, the big kind that I read. He thinks they must be pretty interesting since I am always "putting my face in it". I am going to get some of his stories together soon but here is his latest he wrote on the computer:<br /><br />Made by Jameson.<br />story<br />The little boy<br /> <br /> <br />Wanes was a little boy ho was reele mad at his family. so he went out sydand.he went to his friends hose and got lost. he cubit find his way home.and he stirtid to cry.and he felt bad.and he ran to fynd home.but he got more lost.his family cant fynd him enywer at all.the littile boy got more sad after affry steppe he did. His mom and dad cold his frens familes.but they did not no. and the little boy finely thot of a roll to do that is a good role to do. And he did it. It was stay there. And his mom came shooting around the corner And his mom sad I am sorry. I am sorry too sad the boy. And they all went back to a family.<br />The End.Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-20358245711977798482012-01-23T11:32:00.000-08:002012-01-23T15:17:07.469-08:00A New Year In C.A.What better way to ring in the new year than to spend it with family at Disneyland?! Let me just start by saying that if you think Disneyland is the "happiest place on earth", you're probably not going to like what I have to say...<br />First off, I think we chose the absolute worst week of the entire year to go. Disneyland reached it's maximum capacity on the day we went!! I didn't know they could do that, I thought they would just keep selling tickets and stuffing you in like sardines?! We never rode the Indiana Jones ride, I wasn't about to wait 180 minutes. Here we are building up the excitement for our kids for MONTHS and we make the 2 day drive, only to arrive and stand in line for over an hour to ride the freakin' TEA CUPS! A 2 minute ride, if that. My kids hated it, we were miserable and all we wanted to do was get out of that chaotic mess. I felt like I was yelling at my kids constantly not to touch things, get off the floor, run or we are going to miss this or that, stay by me, don't run away, yada yada yada!! Not to mention it costs a fortune for a family of 6 to go so you better tough it out and get your monies worth!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P74QktPqlwI/Tx3Nh-DlbYI/AAAAAAAAFrM/rfzePvhML0s/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B155.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700938686798327170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P74QktPqlwI/Tx3Nh-DlbYI/AAAAAAAAFrM/rfzePvhML0s/s400/CA%2B2011%2B155.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MmqgjYoCsjw/Tx3Nhlw1_8I/AAAAAAAAFrA/oaO64AgeqFw/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B152.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700938680277270466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MmqgjYoCsjw/Tx3Nhlw1_8I/AAAAAAAAFrA/oaO64AgeqFw/s400/CA%2B2011%2B152.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3VPWTRbqEE/Tx3MvoOGJ-I/AAAAAAAAFqw/FzEsHv48zg4/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B149.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700937821943375842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h3VPWTRbqEE/Tx3MvoOGJ-I/AAAAAAAAFqw/FzEsHv48zg4/s400/CA%2B2011%2B149.JPG" /></a> Thank goodness for Grandma and Grandpa!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIvchhFZlmQ/Tx3Mu0XB4SI/AAAAAAAAFqk/KLPYxpWEc-M/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B170.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700937808022200610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wIvchhFZlmQ/Tx3Mu0XB4SI/AAAAAAAAFqk/KLPYxpWEc-M/s400/CA%2B2011%2B170.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7urA9JkSqLE/Tx3Muf1SrjI/AAAAAAAAFqY/aTc-US091TE/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B173.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700937802511986226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7urA9JkSqLE/Tx3Muf1SrjI/AAAAAAAAFqY/aTc-US091TE/s400/CA%2B2011%2B173.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7q5JIP8-Mo/Tx3Mtr5PD5I/AAAAAAAAFqM/5BOUV9WCexY/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B185.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700937788569882514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7q5JIP8-Mo/Tx3Mtr5PD5I/AAAAAAAAFqM/5BOUV9WCexY/s400/CA%2B2011%2B185.JPG" /></a>Did I mention I made my girls wear leashes to top it all off?!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMN9WIZjkuE/Tx3MtXdgMdI/AAAAAAAAFqA/RHB3qiq3ifA/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B163.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700937783084855762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZMN9WIZjkuE/Tx3MtXdgMdI/AAAAAAAAFqA/RHB3qiq3ifA/s400/CA%2B2011%2B163.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6s0p6NVjBtw/Tx3LxP20eiI/AAAAAAAAFps/BwLl7xC3lAs/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B435.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700936750251407906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6s0p6NVjBtw/Tx3LxP20eiI/AAAAAAAAFps/BwLl7xC3lAs/s400/CA%2B2011%2B435.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fM7g3mTXeU/Tx3LwaExTOI/AAAAAAAAFpg/oQbX47cp4rc/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B439.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700936735814405346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6fM7g3mTXeU/Tx3LwaExTOI/AAAAAAAAFpg/oQbX47cp4rc/s400/CA%2B2011%2B439.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9pKFGJK4U/Tx3Lv0hgd-I/AAAAAAAAFpU/ueSlPEnziKI/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B444.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700936725734389730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5x9pKFGJK4U/Tx3Lv0hgd-I/AAAAAAAAFpU/ueSlPEnziKI/s400/CA%2B2011%2B444.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xY_aEBqVx3A/Tx3LvN5GcHI/AAAAAAAAFpI/I2_irxhU2P8/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B491.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700936715364364402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xY_aEBqVx3A/Tx3LvN5GcHI/AAAAAAAAFpI/I2_irxhU2P8/s400/CA%2B2011%2B491.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OBssrpAkbU/Tx3LugDbuuI/AAAAAAAAFo8/rJZ549ayQII/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B480.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700936703059671778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OBssrpAkbU/Tx3LugDbuuI/AAAAAAAAFo8/rJZ549ayQII/s400/CA%2B2011%2B480.JPG" /></a> The best part about this trip was when we weren't at Disneyland. When we got to relax and enjoy the time together. We got to spend time with the whole Royce side of the family and play with our cousins! That made this whole trip worth it, we loved every minute of it.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6KZ3Jzs118/Tx3Jv9z0hPI/AAAAAAAAFow/aP8SaZXkpnQ/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700934529203864818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v6KZ3Jzs118/Tx3Jv9z0hPI/AAAAAAAAFow/aP8SaZXkpnQ/s400/CA%2B2011%2B023.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq20jeQhZaE/Tx3JAXM_yPI/AAAAAAAAFog/BG35fysBPdI/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700933711386626290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq20jeQhZaE/Tx3JAXM_yPI/AAAAAAAAFog/BG35fysBPdI/s400/CA%2B2011%2B028.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvVgCX1-Zro/Tx3I_U4rxCI/AAAAAAAAFoU/PnYQzSqg44w/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700933693584688162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvVgCX1-Zro/Tx3I_U4rxCI/AAAAAAAAFoU/PnYQzSqg44w/s400/CA%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNRpLPFYTtI/Tx3I-3-E85I/AAAAAAAAFoI/TJnf9iL8PQA/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700933685822682002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNRpLPFYTtI/Tx3I-3-E85I/AAAAAAAAFoI/TJnf9iL8PQA/s400/CA%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /></a> At the beach you can run! You can roll on the ground, you can get dirty, touch everything, lay down, read a book, play in the sand! No yelling, no stress, just good fun. And guess what? It's free.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NuzsiRKxRs/Tx3I-Jf2CGI/AAAAAAAAFoA/dfcO2Tnl7ZA/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B071.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700933673347844194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0NuzsiRKxRs/Tx3I-Jf2CGI/AAAAAAAAFoA/dfcO2Tnl7ZA/s400/CA%2B2011%2B071.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhYeDelAdiA/Tx3I9060B4I/AAAAAAAAFnw/eyYes30RMqU/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B085.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700933667823814530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhYeDelAdiA/Tx3I9060B4I/AAAAAAAAFnw/eyYes30RMqU/s400/CA%2B2011%2B085.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fz7WaIOIBnA/Tx3IQXIJkjI/AAAAAAAAFng/6niEgj5jHno/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B093.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700932886732575282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fz7WaIOIBnA/Tx3IQXIJkjI/AAAAAAAAFng/6niEgj5jHno/s400/CA%2B2011%2B093.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fINcuNc_UK8/Tx3IPyrEYEI/AAAAAAAAFnU/omXKVlqDnRw/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B105.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700932876946923586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fINcuNc_UK8/Tx3IPyrEYEI/AAAAAAAAFnU/omXKVlqDnRw/s400/CA%2B2011%2B105.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3MseesLWmg/Tx3IPfimtfI/AAAAAAAAFnI/scmrWbilo5o/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B114.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700932871811151346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A3MseesLWmg/Tx3IPfimtfI/AAAAAAAAFnI/scmrWbilo5o/s400/CA%2B2011%2B114.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l0q4Y81h9RY/Tx3IOo4HC3I/AAAAAAAAFnA/gK0ud7-we9w/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B116.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700913515514648434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pKtE4nKyRc4/Tx22ozt5V3I/AAAAAAAAFdE/syHhYJjfSW4/s400/CA%2B2011%2B573.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYnCj6QDwDo/Tx22oLeWnDI/AAAAAAAAFc4/NHcnJjX7TCc/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B584.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700913504712039474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tYnCj6QDwDo/Tx22oLeWnDI/AAAAAAAAFc4/NHcnJjX7TCc/s400/CA%2B2011%2B584.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRZvkHChFwA/Tx22nSX1R_I/AAAAAAAAFcs/EwUJd0DmPdg/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B598.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700913489383868402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRZvkHChFwA/Tx22nSX1R_I/AAAAAAAAFcs/EwUJd0DmPdg/s400/CA%2B2011%2B598.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saQwlxGoZxs/Tx22nKpJYHI/AAAAAAAAFcg/8vfFvdqX3BE/s1600/CA%2B2011%2B620.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700913487309004914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saQwlxGoZxs/Tx22nKpJYHI/AAAAAAAAFcg/8vfFvdqX3BE/s400/CA%2B2011%2B620.JPG" /></a> I'm not sure if we will ever do Disneyland again? I guess we will see in another 5 years or so. This is the second time we have taken our kids and it seems to get crazier every time we go. But one thing I do know is we will be going to back to the beach, over and over again. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-90310019121052070562012-01-12T09:32:00.001-08:002012-01-16T16:04:14.399-08:00Christmas 2011<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hh9BcPtwPIs/Tw88aPZt0WI/AAAAAAAAFcU/gMRkQKn0pGo/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696838475155624290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hh9BcPtwPIs/Tw88aPZt0WI/AAAAAAAAFcU/gMRkQKn0pGo/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B008.JPG" /></a> Christmas was wonderful, full of warmth, family, friends and food. All of my favorite things. I love nothing more than to see the excitement of my kids around the holidays and to see our families coming together and the house full of laughter. I love every minute of it! And this year was extra special, my little Rori has had a tough year. She has been having a real hard time finding her place in this crazy family and she makes sure that she does not go unseen. How does she do this? Well, chances are you have seen most of my blog posts. The one thing that makes her behave a little more and really gets her attention is every year when Santa comes to town and brings fun little gifts! So why not reward all the naught behavior she has had all year with a special visitor?! Yes, that is right. Santa came all the way from the freaking NORTH POLE to personally deliver my Rori a message in PERSON!!! And of course to say hello to all the other kids. It is something that I'm sure my kids and everyone else will always remember, a memory for the books for sure. It all started here, at our home. There was a loud knock at the door and I told Jameson to go get the door. I watched him as he started walking towards the door and came to a dead stop, took 2 steps back and said in a very serious voice "Mom... It's Santa".<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4I4GpO0FcIA/Tw88Zo8yVwI/AAAAAAAAFcI/zFUS1tEPaRw/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696838464833738498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4I4GpO0FcIA/Tw88Zo8yVwI/AAAAAAAAFcI/zFUS1tEPaRw/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /></a> Sure enough it was the jolly old man himself! All of the kids got so excited and so quiet real fast but Rori knew exactly why he was there. All of the other kids ran up to him just staring, happy and full of joy that he was there. Not Rori, she took off running the opposite direction into our bathroom behind the kitchen where she was HIDING!! It took some coaxing, no more like we physically picked her up for her to come out of her hiding spot. Then Santa sat her on his lap and told her she needed to try extra hard and be extra nice from then on. No more stealing, lying... the list goes on. And she agreed. Then Santa talked to all the other kids and everyone got a chance to sit on his lap and he gave little gifts and was on his way. No more than 2 minutes after Santa left did Rori Ana say, in a very snotty way "I aint dowing to be nice no mo! I'm not! I'm donna be naughty! Not a dood dirl!" So much for that whole thing. Oh well, the other kids enjoyed it. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Then it was Christmas morning! The kids were up bright and early, as usual. The whole house always has such a special feeling in it on Christmas morning, everyone is so excited and all the hard work finally pays off when they run downstairs and see that the cookies and milk are gone, there are wrapped presents under the tree, the reindeer food has been eaten and the whole family is together around the tree. <br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696803810332491266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r7EDozXyzbw/Tw8c4e31vgI/AAAAAAAAFZM/0vZjL9E-PX8/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B078.JPG" /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696803842013811714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeJQgNTTF28/Tw8c6U5QVAI/AAAAAAAAFZw/pPhYsOMSy0s/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B104.JPG" /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696803853656421442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgLkYgW5c24/Tw8c7AREdEI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/jlmcIBbMotg/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B110.JPG" /></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696803835904450834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2StN2I8GGCQ/Tw8c5-Iq4RI/AAAAAAAAFZk/F4jTrhPZfuA/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B095.JPG" /></div>This is my favorite gift of all. This was Rory's scooter when he was a young boy and he has since passed it on to Jameson. James has easily 4 other scooters (I know, what does he need them all for I'm not sure) and this one has always been his very favorite one. He says it jumps higher and goes faster and does way better tricks than any other scooter in the whole world! Well after years of abuse from Rory and now from Jameson it was not scootin' so well anymore. So, Rory took it to his shop and it got a total makeover. New wheels, bolts replaced and tightened and a new paint job! It is still the same old scooter but now it jumps even HIGHER!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2i1IWvXxbI/Tw8zZjsmbNI/AAAAAAAAFb4/Ve0jZrgYg7M/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B153.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696828567819021522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E2i1IWvXxbI/Tw8zZjsmbNI/AAAAAAAAFb4/Ve0jZrgYg7M/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B153.JPG" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696827473593121794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bR9XuQ5mqI/Tw8yZ3Y0PAI/AAAAAAAAFaM/irABPJrr6i4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B124.JPG" />Yes, I got the babies leashes. Go ahead! Make fun of me, I know I did when I saw other parents holding their children on leashes! But, I'm one of them now. I have total control! When the girls dart off in different directions I give a quick snap on that leash and BAM!!! There they are at my side! Plus... we were going to Disneyland. Give me a break.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cts9dFKwEB8/Tw8zYYMTHqI/AAAAAAAAFbs/Zitzi2U3s4c/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B148.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696828547550879394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cts9dFKwEB8/Tw8zYYMTHqI/AAAAAAAAFbs/Zitzi2U3s4c/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B148.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696803815066830674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6NmR0hW-XvE/Tw8c4wgmB1I/AAAAAAAAFZY/9N7Nj4VVcc4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B086.JPG" /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-s8Ag_cI6Q/Tw8zXqb1ZAI/AAAAAAAAFbg/o9_gYNerBss/s1600/Christmas%2B2011%2B160.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696828535268008962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-s8Ag_cI6Q/Tw8zXqb1ZAI/AAAAAAAAFbg/o9_gYNerBss/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B160.JPG" /></a> All year Chanel was asking for an Easy Bake Oven. She told Santa and she wrote it down on every one of her lists. She begged and pleaded and guess what was waiting under that tree. She was such a good girl this year, how could she not get that Easy Bake Oven?! Here she is waiting for her first batch of cookies. She takes after the Royce side of the family, always baking, cooking, sewing, crafting etc. I just love her! </div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696828513616268338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEGPMDan6tA/Tw8zWZxqDDI/AAAAAAAAFbI/-G6kIDRpkPU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B184.JPG" /> </div><br /><div>This is what it looks like AFTER all the warmth leaves the house and the fuzzies inside kind of start to go away when I see this....<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696828521497380370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E-GYIeTwxzs/Tw8zW3IqRhI/AAAAAAAAFbU/eh1aA6pYiOI/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B180.JPG" /></div>Christmas day is always so crazy for us. First we do our Christmas, then we are off to Grandma and Grandpa Royce's where we eat lots of good food, open more gifts and play out the night baby Jesus was born. </div><br /><div>Here are some of the wise men...<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696800736961309602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSazbMzcBeU/Tw8aFlrDK6I/AAAAAAAAFYg/T7CRKwDmIEs/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B056.JPG" /></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696800740009868786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-jpZ0i-90A/Tw8aFxB4ffI/AAAAAAAAFYs/x2bexKlf2tU/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B057.JPG" />Grandma makes the best Christmas gifts ever! Here are all the grand kids in their cool robes! </div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696800753149750322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uTgqZ3uJzjU/Tw8aGh-rLDI/AAAAAAAAFY4/c8rCa7LKqyM/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B066.JPG" /></div>Then we go to Nana's (my mom) and we eat MORE yummy food and open more gifts and eat our homemade tamale's and spend the time with more family.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696827518754470290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ma4VzkW8cE0/Tw8ycfoHuZI/AAAAAAAAFa8/wVEOJ_vRSZc/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B195.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696827502784423698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26ZlHUdBTDk/Tw8ybkIkJxI/AAAAAAAAFaw/Y6OmY773qQQ/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B200.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696827490821576626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqeOvH95WPI/Tw8ya3kZl7I/AAAAAAAAFak/UGKiP-Cy_w4/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B206.JPG" /></div><br /><div>Then we go see Grandma and Grandpa Earle! Eat more yummy treats, open more amazing gifts and usually by that time we are about wiped out, as you can see in the picture. </div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696827477947135442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yxT34SfppEA/Tw8yaHm5NdI/AAAAAAAAFaY/ia56DAW8iEk/s400/Christmas%2B2011%2B217.JPG" /> MERRY CHRISTMAS!! </div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-21671091371474691832011-12-05T12:09:00.000-08:002011-12-05T14:36:38.725-08:00Waaaayyyy Behind...Boy, I am really far behind on my blog and I really wish I had a good reason for it... but I don't. I am pretty far behind on almost everything! I will keep procrastination in mind this year when I make my New Year's resolution!<br />Okay, I am going to run through the last few months as fast as I can. A lot more happened than what your going to see here but I have also been slacking on taking pictures lately too (something else to remember)....<br /><br />I'm going to go cleeeeaaarrrr back to Aug 1st because I forgot to write about this:<br />On the morning of Aug 1st my little Rori Ana came into our room around 7:30 and said she wanted a bike with pedals (she has been riding a push bike) and she DID NOT want training wheels. So, we got her a bike with pedals that day, the next morning she came in and said "I towd you I didn't want twaining wheews!" I didn't think she was ready, she had just learned how to pedal but her daddy had all the confidence in the world so off came the training wheels....<br /><br />.... and away went Rori Ana, she never even skipped a beat.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682740651216225234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gfo8gMWIVao/Tt0mg4pqQ9I/AAAAAAAAFQk/60yEcSPJ5XY/s400/051.JPG" /><br />Next we started soccer! This was Chanel's first year and let me tell you she is one amazing little kicker! She is a very strong player and she isn't afraid to bully her way through the field. Jameson is on his third year of soccer and he gets better every year, this year he had a few moments where he just got bored of the whole thing but I told he him he wouldn't move onto football until I could see that he tried his best. Now he is one of the best players out there! Luckily we take a break from soccer during the cold winter so we will have more pictures come this spring.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682746425796326626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b7VuK_T49zY/Tt0rxAo19OI/AAAAAAAAFR0/ImL-6csqgmQ/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B093.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682746450228767986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEBe8WOn-9g/Tt0rybp_bPI/AAAAAAAAFR8/AKuyXOI042g/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B146.JPG" /><br />Rori Ana is LOVING school and she got to go to her first field trip!! They went to the grocery store and learned how everything works there. She has this weird thing where she will do just fine and cooperate with her class and teachers perfectly... Unless I am there?! If I am there she will completely shut down and won't budge! So she had to get towed around the whole grocery store by Miss Mindy. Hopefully this is just another phase and she will get better soon.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682740689486011106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MYFN97Qa-xE/Tt0mjHN42uI/AAAAAAAAFRI/9PAkEAB8AsE/s400/9%2B12%2B2011%2B055.JPG" /> We have been spending a lot of time with cousins! We went to the zoo and we went to Bear Lake. The kids have so much fun together and it is always nice to be with family.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682740672750032274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NeF0bUwU3W0/Tt0miI3uFZI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/6sBlL_3VWFQ/s400/9%2B12%2B2011%2B009.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682740660326155714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o_t2pPespps/Tt0mhaloxcI/AAAAAAAAFQw/FeHrHc8JfwE/s400/132.JPG" />Sep 12th<br />Nelly's whole little life she has had a problem with her tonsils. She was always getting sore throats and strep. She snored louder than most full grown men and it would keep her awake at night. I was really hoping she would grow into those nasty tonsils but instead the tonsils just got bigger as she got bigger. We finally decided to go ahead with the surgery. I left it completely up to her, I told her it would hurt and that she really needed to think about whether or not she wanted them out. She opted to have them out! She was so brave through the whole thing, she never got scared, even when I explained how they would be doing the surgery and how it would feel. She did amazing.<br />This is before:<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682740710763903298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MqHyDe6jUl8/Tt0mkWe7uUI/AAAAAAAAFRY/sn2ESmGP4Pw/s400/9%2B12%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /> I was able to stay with her while they put her under then it was time to go out to the waiting room. When I saw them carry her away I immediately started bawling! It's funny, I consider myself to be pretty tough. I don't cry for hardly anything at all, I hate crying! I get so embarrassed and I have always believed crying doesn't fix anything. But when I see something happen to my kids, even something as simple as them taking out their stupid tonsils I LOSE IT!! It was so humiliating to walk out to the waiting room and sit there and cry because chanel was getting her <em>tonsils out</em>! You would have though something horrible just happened. But it was all done and over with pretty quick and she was only down for a couple of weeks! Now she feels better, breaths better and sounds better! It all paid off!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682746423805408274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzEIwDuGDYQ/Tt0rw5OK9BI/AAAAAAAAFRk/Dof7th1_3lA/s400/9%2B12%2B2011%2B072.JPG" /> Sept 24th</p><br /><br /><p>My baby boy blew out 8 candles this year!!! I can't even believe it. He is so big, so smart and so talented in everything he does. I couldn't be more proud!!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682746465216002722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2m3oML1kjAU/Tt0rzTfOeqI/AAAAAAAAFSU/WxSQjsJYHlo/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B160.JPG" /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682746459026677602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7dkY6rWrbNw/Tt0ry8bk32I/AAAAAAAAFSI/x0ZOcabb5p8/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B157.JPG" /><br />He says he is "too old" for a blow up house in the backyard. This is the first year he didn't want that and to be honest it kind of broke my heart. I don't blame him for wanting something different but I was a little sad that he is getting too old for that kind of stuff. So we talked it over and after going over lots of different ideas he chose rock climbing! It turned out great!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLCaWwptf24/Tt0zrJd_XiI/AAAAAAAAFYA/x9w0S11IZMs/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B183.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682755121180532258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pLCaWwptf24/Tt0zrJd_XiI/AAAAAAAAFYA/x9w0S11IZMs/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B183.JPG" /></a></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682755118017373426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O0gnYd2dxls/Tt0zq9r1ZPI/AAAAAAAAFXw/uzceIgvH85c/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B214.JPG" /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SoaYsIBc1M/Tt0zUDo6weI/AAAAAAAAFXk/cnFehRCaWAI/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B163.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754724478763490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SoaYsIBc1M/Tt0zUDo6weI/AAAAAAAAFXk/cnFehRCaWAI/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B163.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdCalc-Xl1g/Tt0yz30haGI/AAAAAAAAFXU/JeC5KR7-Y64/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B208.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754171550394466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kdCalc-Xl1g/Tt0yz30haGI/AAAAAAAAFXU/JeC5KR7-Y64/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B208.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjPZpVPX0aE/Tt0yza6Xd7I/AAAAAAAAFXI/kEnXsWMHZRo/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B224.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754163790280626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hjPZpVPX0aE/Tt0yza6Xd7I/AAAAAAAAFXI/kEnXsWMHZRo/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B224.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNFYu3JZj4U/Tt0yyK5-8qI/AAAAAAAAFW8/h4pncQq_Jsg/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B238.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754142313837218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iNFYu3JZj4U/Tt0yyK5-8qI/AAAAAAAAFW8/h4pncQq_Jsg/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B238.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SrAGkV5aFbE/Tt0yxldzeeI/AAAAAAAAFWw/BN1fN-EBV0A/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B248.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754132263533026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SrAGkV5aFbE/Tt0yxldzeeI/AAAAAAAAFWw/BN1fN-EBV0A/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B248.JPG" /></a> .... and what did the birthday boy get this year?? A baby blue bird we call blueberry. He loves her very much and so do I.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQPnRtIPqdE/Tt0yxQtz-aI/AAAAAAAAFWk/TpHFf4FXnvM/s1600/177.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682754126693530018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQPnRtIPqdE/Tt0yxQtz-aI/AAAAAAAAFWk/TpHFf4FXnvM/s400/177.JPG" /></a> To wrap up our summer we went to Moab. We did lots of bike riding while we were there and little Rori Ana managed to run right into a concrete wall going as fast as her little bike could go. We did some hiking and swimming in the creek and even got in a little rock climbing. It was a perfect way to say goodbye to the warm days. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>People stare at us when we drive down the road in Rory's monster truck.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9uhstLr0t0/Tt0x6TQb50I/AAAAAAAAFV8/Otc72ozJDsY/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B285.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682753182482818882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S9uhstLr0t0/Tt0x6TQb50I/AAAAAAAAFV8/Otc72ozJDsY/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B285.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLExKkXH7So/Tt0x505K2dI/AAAAAAAAFVs/lvFL4m8aoa0/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B292.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682753174332168658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XLExKkXH7So/Tt0x505K2dI/AAAAAAAAFVs/lvFL4m8aoa0/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B292.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH8FXOM7PUk/Tt0x5Qg6g2I/AAAAAAAAFVg/9AvUk4-WD20/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B303.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682753164566758242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KH8FXOM7PUk/Tt0x5Qg6g2I/AAAAAAAAFVg/9AvUk4-WD20/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B303.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HuQX5a1VoA/Tt0v1AlOCoI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/kevD598x308/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B299.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750892547115650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9HuQX5a1VoA/Tt0v1AlOCoI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/kevD598x308/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B299.JPG" /></a> Next was Halloween. This year was just as fun as in the past and this was Ava Lyn's first year going trick or treating all by herself! Rori went on another field trip with her class, this time to the pumpkin patch...</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682753198011364162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ap9Hg55jBKE/Tt0x7NGus0I/AAAAAAAAFWE/x6gU04xxwXU/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B265.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682753205294232034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vfGM_InH8II/Tt0x7oPGceI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/zcPDgbpKxn4/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B263.JPG" />Then the 3 older kids had their Halloween parties...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPGnx0bJEE/Tt0v05ym39I/AAAAAAAAFVE/NsSkPqcyRQM/s1600/Summer%2B2011%2B359.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750890724220882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3kPGnx0bJEE/Tt0v05ym39I/AAAAAAAAFVE/NsSkPqcyRQM/s400/Summer%2B2011%2B359.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3geo5p726lY/Tt0vznyS01I/AAAAAAAAFU4/7Ic6ohRn56w/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750868711199570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3geo5p726lY/Tt0vznyS01I/AAAAAAAAFU4/7Ic6ohRn56w/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B002.JPG" /></a> Then we carved our pumpkins and of course I forgot to take a picture of how they turned out!! Chanel and Rori Ana had Hello Kitty pumpkins, Ava had Mickey Mouse and Jameson had a scary face. All of them turned out awesome, I'm really mad at myself for not taking a picture because I think this years pumpkins turned out better than any of the past years!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dEBg6kSIpfg/Tt0vy8T6aaI/AAAAAAAAFUs/zKk0XkFG2Rs/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750857041045922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dEBg6kSIpfg/Tt0vy8T6aaI/AAAAAAAAFUs/zKk0XkFG2Rs/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B011.JPG" /></a> Rori Ana was a princess....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZzmQ8veGR8/Tt0vySfAWKI/AAAAAAAAFUg/T7SKbdrIlOA/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750845813282978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZzmQ8veGR8/Tt0vySfAWKI/AAAAAAAAFUg/T7SKbdrIlOA/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B031.JPG" /></a> Ava was a baby giraffe...<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AffNebF0X28/Tt0vUMXzhiI/AAAAAAAAFUI/W2vgDsVkItc/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B055.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750328776394274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AffNebF0X28/Tt0vUMXzhiI/AAAAAAAAFUI/W2vgDsVkItc/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B055.JPG" /></a> Jameson was a ninja and Chanel was a dead bride! My days of choosing my kids' costumes are over, they each have a mind of their own but I think they did a pretty darn good job at choosing what to be this year.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqVHB-ei6M8/Tt0vTWAr2VI/AAAAAAAAFUA/mPIWGf7jzto/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750314183907666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dqVHB-ei6M8/Tt0vTWAr2VI/AAAAAAAAFUA/mPIWGf7jzto/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B059.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0U7mVjpDMb4/Tt0vSfZfUSI/AAAAAAAAFTw/tWdRkApD7g4/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750299523993890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0U7mVjpDMb4/Tt0vSfZfUSI/AAAAAAAAFTw/tWdRkApD7g4/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B064.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13Z25N6UEE4/Tt0vR1cWD3I/AAAAAAAAFTk/oFs0ZMKL7-0/s1600/Halloween%2B2011%2B068.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682750288261681010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13Z25N6UEE4/Tt0vR1cWD3I/AAAAAAAAFTk/oFs0ZMKL7-0/s400/Halloween%2B2011%2B068.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>Ava is all grown up now. We no longer have a baby to put in the crib Rory made for our girls. I was so sad to take it down, it is a beautiful 4 post iron crib, all handmade with love. Rory made it for me when I found out I was having Chanel, little did we know at the time that we would have 2 other baby girls that would sleep in it too. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiRZ75WoVQk/Tt0upa2nuII/AAAAAAAAFTU/q__CdWzwnEU/s1600/11-25-11%2B006.CR2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682749593929365634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fiRZ75WoVQk/Tt0upa2nuII/AAAAAAAAFTU/q__CdWzwnEU/s400/11-25-11%2B006.CR2.jpg" /></a> Now it is officially winter. And I hate every minute of it. But the kids make the best of it...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X28VPNDS7oc/Tt0uoo2i_cI/AAAAAAAAFTI/R8NzFghqfso/s1600/11-25-11%2B013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682749580507282882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X28VPNDS7oc/Tt0uoo2i_cI/AAAAAAAAFTI/R8NzFghqfso/s400/11-25-11%2B013.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3XOwLIsWdY/Tt0uoMdv4_I/AAAAAAAAFS8/yGp-YGooXy4/s1600/11-25-11%2B019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682749572887077874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c3XOwLIsWdY/Tt0uoMdv4_I/AAAAAAAAFS8/yGp-YGooXy4/s400/11-25-11%2B019.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uB65UF2iEg/Tt0undVX3ZI/AAAAAAAAFSw/69Qn3cJGDBc/s1600/11-25-11%2B023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682749560235482514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2uB65UF2iEg/Tt0undVX3ZI/AAAAAAAAFSw/69Qn3cJGDBc/s400/11-25-11%2B023.JPG" /></a> This year we had 3 Thanksgivings! The first one was at my house, this was the very first year I have ever hosted Thanksgiving dinner at my house! I had a dinner for my dad and all of my brothers and I was so nervous!! I planned and stressed and prepared and planned and stressed all week. I wish I would have gotten a picture (again, slacking on the picture taking) but everything turned out great! I made a gigantic feast and everything was fabulous, I look forward to having a Thanksgiving dinner every year at my house from now on. </div><br /><br /><div>Rory did manage to get a picture of the turkey...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGYHbLvKncQ/Tt0unNuuCUI/AAAAAAAAFSk/uGxKLiSc39c/s1600/11-25-11%2B041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682749556046825794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGYHbLvKncQ/Tt0unNuuCUI/AAAAAAAAFSk/uGxKLiSc39c/s400/11-25-11%2B041.JPG" /></a> So that about sums it up. Our summer was filled with lots of warm, sunny, fun days. We soaked up every minute of it and spent every day outside. That is probably why I neglected the blog so much. But now I should have plenty of time to write since I am stuck in the house for the next 4 or 5 months. And we have lots of things planned, I look forward to writing about them!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-15620379885994426362011-09-28T11:10:00.000-07:002011-09-28T13:56:44.963-07:00I'm going to jot down a few things real quick...<br />I'm on my 3rd cup of coffee right now, yes, that's right, my THIRD!! Some may think that is horrible but for me, a mother of 4 kids, 2 dogs, one bird (new addition) and my sweet husband, well, it's a heaven sent. I'm exhausted, I feel just like a look... Crap. I'm being pulled in every direction, seriously, I am always being pulled on and it's never in the same place. As I sit here typing this I am literally being spun around in circles by Rori Ana, she thinks it's pretty funny to spin me on the office chair while I type. Ava is in my lap applying my 50th layer of lip gloss while we spin, I think she must be dizzy because it is starting to reach my eye balls. You could probably see my face from space if I stood in the sun. Nelly is being her sweet self and making her arts and crafts she loves so much. She likes to cut paper into a million different pieces and then glue them all back together. My dyson is another heaven sent. I find myself noticing when the babies are being too quiet, I sit there and tell myself <em>I should go check on them, see what they are doing. No. No. The quiet is too nice, I'm going to just pay the price for this moment of silence. I will clean it up later. WAIT, but what if they aren't breathing and that is why they are quiet.</em> So I yell up or down at the kids, depending on if I am doing laundry or dishes (since that is what I do all day) and wait for the stampede of little feet to run away from whatever mess they have just created.<br /><br />I just lost my train of thought, where was I going with this? Oh, crap. It's Ava's fault. I think she just called Timbuktu on my house phone?!<br /><br />Anyway, it is so chaotic here lately. I don't remember it being this crazy? I mean, it's not like my house is a sanctuary or anything, in fact it usually is a zoo with all the kids and animals but not like this. This has just been insane!! My house is a mess, we are potty training, or more like Ava is potty training herself. She loves her Dora undies more than the world and she hates diapers. She makes it to the potty 60% of the time but the other 40% is on my floors. I know, gross. Don't come over if you have weak stomach or are a germaphobe. Is this what I signed up for? People don't tell you all the nitty gritty about raising so many children do they? I mean, how could they? I cant even find the right words to describe it right now. There is no way to explain what you new parents are in for. Especially those that plan on large families. When we considered having each one of our babies I would ask the more experienced mothers 'So, whats it like with 3? Or 4? What am I looking at here?' The wiser women would just roll their eyes at me and try, in the nicest way without sounding like maybe having so many children wasn't the best idea even for them "Ooooohh, weeeelllll, you know. It's not easy but <em>of course </em>it's <em>ALWAYS </em>worth it". Then they would put on a convincing smile or something. How dumb and naive I was. I don't have time for anything and if I do its never time for me. EVER. The last time I went out to dinner with friends or even had a friend over was MONTHS AND MONTHS ago. I used to call cabs when I drank too much (yes I drink... and it is really quite nice sometimes) now I AM the cab. I am a carpool mom! I pick up loooooaaadsss of children from school and run them all home now. I know how the cabbie felt now, with a bunch of screaming crazy people in his back seat. I used to go out till the wee hours of the morning. I'm still up till the wee hours of the morning, but it's not the same as it used to be. I am begging my kids to go back to sleep, to be quiet because if they wake up their siblings it is a chain reaction and here we are having pow wows in our undies at 4 am.<br /><br />There is so much to do. So much to learn. So much confusion and I am usually lost or forgetting something. I hear these other parents with 1 or 2 kids complaining and now I feel like the women who used to roll their eyes at me. I don't sympathize. I just got done cleaning up <a href="mailto:s*@t">s*@t</a> off my walls lady. No offense to anyone! Please, don't take it in a mean way! When my child acts up and I see someone looking at me like <em>aren't you going to do something?? UGH! It's people like you!!!....</em> again, you have one child, maybe 2. You wait until you have much bigger fish to go after. And one or 2 of those fish like to make your life hell, just for the fun of it. I pick and choose my battles now days. If my child wants to walk around in high heels, ninja suits, lipstick and her hair in her face. Guess what? I have BIGGER fish. She is happy, she isn't screaming. Trust me, if I had her in a cute dress with her hair done, you would be miserable. She would make sure of it because she is miserable.<br />I'm never on time, I always forget things. I have "my days", I don't always wear make up. My hair is usually pulled back. I love my running shoes, even though I don't have time to run anywhere except to school or practice and back. My kids are naughty, my house is a mess. I'm a mess. But it is what it is. I need to remember these days. My children to know what they put me through!!! I think deep, deep, very deep, so deep I'm not sure that I will ever be able to find it, there is still the old me left. Maybe one day that old me will surface. Or maybe this is me and I just didn't know it back then? Either way, I needed to get this down. I want to look back and I want my kids too know this. I feel I should warn my girls as well, that this is real life. We aren't playing baby dolls, life isn't exactly a tea party, this is real shiz right here. Watch what you wish for my sweet daughters, you will second guess yourself and that doesn't make you a bad mommy. It just means you work hard at being a good mommy. Like I do.<br /><br />Jameson, Chanel, Rori Ana & Ava,<br />You drive me crazy. But I love you more every day, every second, every time I look at you, I love you more and more. I try so hard I drive myself crazy. I try to be at every school event, I never miss a game unless I ABSOLUTELY have too. And usually that is only because I have one of your siblings at home sick and I am taking care of them at the moment. I make sure you are safe every second of everyday. I hover over you, so much so that you usually get annoyed with me (Jameson). I still hold you guys. I yell at you, because I care so much. I play with you, until I'm out of breath. I hold your hand as much as possible, sometimes I wish my lap was bigger so I could fit you all on it or that I had more hands so I can hold you all. I go to bed thinking about how to improve myself or how to be better to you. I go to bed regretting every minute I upset you or made a big deal of something so small, the guilt I feel sometimes is so horrible I have to go kiss you one more time and watch you sleep. I check on you in the middle of the night because I don't want to miss a minute with you. I hope you will read all these stories and feelings one day and really understand how much you mean to me. I'm sorry for anything that I have or will ever do wrong, I'm trying, just know that. I'm sorry for not listening to your every little word, I'm sorry for spending too much time cleaning and not enough time playing. But, I love you and I really am trying. I still kiss you, I still sing to you, I dance with you, I ride bikes with you, I even fell off the pogo stick yesterday because you guys had me convinced that I could jump over things. You are my life, my only reason for being here. Thank you for your kindness, patience and understanding<br />Love always,<br />MommyRoyce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-79286102134851923072011-09-02T10:50:00.001-07:002011-09-06T12:05:30.387-07:00MoabA few weeks ago we had decided to go to Moab. We haven't been all year and usually we go at least 3 times a year! We were all very excited but at the last minute Rory called me up and told me "we won't be going because I have to work". I was so disappointed and I didn't even dare tell the kids. After a short moment of thinking I decided HE would be the one staying home. Not us. I felt bad leaving him to work but he also played plenty while I was gone too. So the kids and I were off to Moab.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg7gXk1gob8/TmEYnMi019I/AAAAAAAAFAk/CC386aFqZzI/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647822469360572370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fg7gXk1gob8/TmEYnMi019I/AAAAAAAAFAk/CC386aFqZzI/s400/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rU4ZnsrG0VI/TmEYmkZwdhI/AAAAAAAAFAc/UDWzWxLrBGY/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647822458585118226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rU4ZnsrG0VI/TmEYmkZwdhI/AAAAAAAAFAc/UDWzWxLrBGY/s400/036.JPG" /></a> Our hotel had a swimming pool so we spent LOTS of time there!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6t69xnrLjw/TmEYmedwTUI/AAAAAAAAFAU/YX2J-y0ZmwQ/s1600/037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647822456991272258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6t69xnrLjw/TmEYmedwTUI/AAAAAAAAFAU/YX2J-y0ZmwQ/s400/037.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7xoG8Q8jXQ/TmEYmM6rm7I/AAAAAAAAFAM/d9zeaekJtRo/s1600/039.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647822452280761266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7xoG8Q8jXQ/TmEYmM6rm7I/AAAAAAAAFAM/d9zeaekJtRo/s400/039.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsPhrFdT_Qw/TmEYlkQQMnI/AAAAAAAAFAE/claPZCltw4w/s1600/045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647822441365385842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsPhrFdT_Qw/TmEYlkQQMnI/AAAAAAAAFAE/claPZCltw4w/s400/045.JPG" /></a> There is a creek in Moab and I love this creek. Every time we go we find a nice shallow spot to sit in. The kids always have a blast and I love being there.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-veuVdqJYqi0/TmEXws8Z-xI/AAAAAAAAE_8/z06m4fuv38k/s1600/046.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821533164993298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-veuVdqJYqi0/TmEXws8Z-xI/AAAAAAAAE_8/z06m4fuv38k/s400/046.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN17c5pxk2k/TmEXwQmsuvI/AAAAAAAAE_0/PRLL62lsFc4/s1600/047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821525557754610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QN17c5pxk2k/TmEXwQmsuvI/AAAAAAAAE_0/PRLL62lsFc4/s400/047.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0pgjW7SDkw/TmEXwM0TOtI/AAAAAAAAE_s/cbCbBgbTbZk/s1600/049.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821524541061842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v0pgjW7SDkw/TmEXwM0TOtI/AAAAAAAAE_s/cbCbBgbTbZk/s400/049.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLNXt1jtgYk/TmEXv_W7wmI/AAAAAAAAE_k/xtxFlsv9q1c/s1600/052.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821520928227938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QLNXt1jtgYk/TmEXv_W7wmI/AAAAAAAAE_k/xtxFlsv9q1c/s400/052.JPG" /></a> Jameson caught a little fish! With a cup! I swear, that kid loves to fish.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2aa1bWfRUo/TmEXvQ-u4II/AAAAAAAAE_c/gUWKTFUpXZk/s1600/054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647821508478689410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2aa1bWfRUo/TmEXvQ-u4II/AAAAAAAAE_c/gUWKTFUpXZk/s400/054.JPG" /></a> <br /><div>I think we will do this again soon. With or without our daddy. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-11641354620664222082011-09-01T14:18:00.000-07:002011-09-01T15:25:46.519-07:00Back To School<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647509874424523842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mARBc-oEuiQ/Tl_8TxqVrEI/AAAAAAAAE-c/ESPP5gcCnkQ/s400/025.JPG" />
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<br />It's that time of the year again, summer is almost over and my kids need to get back to business. So does mom. No more sleeping in, no watching morning cartoons in bed, no lounging around in pj's until noon, no playing all day and staying up all night. The morning alarms are set at 7 a.m. SHARP! Time to wake up, brush teeth, get dressed, do hair and shove something into all their little mouths before throwing them out the door and racing to school. Jameson started second grade and just like every year before he LOVES it... until it's time for homework that is. His new teachers are Mrs. Adams and Mrs. Craven. One speaks English and one speaks Chinese. It always amazes me every year to hear the things he learns in school and it amazes me even more how well he understands all of it and how his little mind can retain all this information. He is getting so big and it is getting harder and harder for me to watch my baby boy grow up. This year they let the parents come into the classroom for the first half hour to see where your child will be sitting and what he will be doing during the day. I loved sitting there visiting with him and it calmed down my nerves about him going into second grade. Since, I seem to be the only nervous one every year. Then when it was time to go I laid a fast kiss on his forehead and you would have thought it was the end of the world! He got so embarrassed and said "I think it's time for you to go now mom!" How sad.
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<br />Chanel started KINDERGARTEN!! Wooohooo!! She was so excited and was counting down the days!! She tried counting down the hours but it got to be too much, for me. She had her outfit picked out a week in advance. She got her backpack ready. She knew what she was going to say to her new teacher, Mrs. Foster, she even drew her a picture. She recited what she would say to the kids in her class so it would be easier for her to make friends. She played out different scenarios and how she would handle different situations, like bullying or if she had too many kids to play with. She was so excited!!! She started a week later than Jameson because of kindergarten testing which was a good thing because I was able to go to her classroom for an hour too. We got to walk around her classroom and learn where everything went, we got to measure her so we can see how much she would grow this year. We even got a few assignments that we got to do together. She got put at a table with 2 other girls and right away they were best friends. There were no tears from her, only from me. She wasn't nervous, only me. She didn't even turn around when I was saying my 50th goodbye as I walked out. She was more than ready for this day.... Unlike me, I wasn't ready to let this baby go either! At least she still gives me kisses in front of her friends.
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<br />Now, Rori Ana, she is a different story. She started pweschool this year. And for weeks before she kept saying "I don't wanna go to school momma, I wike staying home wit you!" as the day got closer I could tell she got more and more nervous. She kept saying she wasn't ready or she didn't feel good. She would tell me she wanted to go later. Then on the big day she got up, got dressed and we headed out the door. They don't let parents go in on the first day of school because they like the whole "band-aid theory" the faster they rip the kids out of your arms the less painful. Not for me it wasn't!!! And I don't think it was for her either. Luckily she got to go with her best friend and our next door neighbor, Kenyon. He was ready, he wasn't shy or scared so she followed him right in. But I could tell she was terrified. She has been going for a few weeks now and she loves every day she goes. She comes home singing new songs and has new dances. She knows what some of the letters in the alphabet make and she is constantly singing "Baby bear loves beans and beets, beans and beets, beans and beets foooorrr hiiiiiiiiisss breeeeaakfasssst!!!' and "I had a little turtle, his name was Tiny Tim..." and my very favorite "I'm smashing up a baby bumblebee, wont my mommy be so proud of me".
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<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647510368613045346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPjb20TdGcQ/Tl_8wiqEFGI/AAAAAAAAE_M/_DzBgvBBBpw/s400/123.JPG" /> Ava Lyn and I find ourselves wondering around this big, quiet house with a lost look on our faces. No one to yell at, no one to play with, no one taking our things away. Just us. But we have made good use of our time. I picked up a new hobby, metal stamping, and let me just say... I SUCK! But, I should have lots of practice time with all the kids in school now. We go on walks, we go to the store and plan out our dinners, we have uninterrupted play time. It has been bittersweet, on one hand I love the "extra time" I have, on the other I want all my babies here in my nest. I love their constant chatter and chirping. I love my babies so much and it hurts to see them growing up and needing mom less and less. I never thought I would be one of these kinds of mothers, the kind that have a death grip on their kids and treats them like babies, but I guess I am. Next year Ava will leave me too and it is only going to get worse and they are only going to get bigger and I am only going to grow more and more lonely. Lucky for me there will be a new baby in the house soon.. yep that's right. A little baby boy too!!! His name is going to be Cash and he is due September 22nd. My new nephew will be with us 3 days a week soon!! And I will maul that baby all day!!! Hopefully everyone else will keep having babies for me to kiss on or I might start hoarding puppies or something crazy like that.
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-11709932992408406922011-08-29T11:37:00.001-07:002011-08-29T12:54:13.404-07:00Goldenrock
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<br /><div>This was our first time ever seeing this magical place. At least it was the first time for the kids and I, Rory had been before when he was much younger. For about 6 years I have been asking to go, every year when Rory asks me what I want for my birthday I say I want Yellowstone and finally my wish was granted! It was everything I could have ever wanted and more, a place I will never forget and I know we will return to soon. We didn't even scrape the surface on what this wonderful piece of earth has to offer.
<br />Our first stop was... well, it was some town in Idaho. I cant remember the name, I think it was something like Henryville?? Either way, it was one of the smallest towns I have ever been in. We got a late start and decided to pull over for the night to sleep and start early the next morning. At first it was cute, so cute!! The little houses, the little church (that is where we slept, in the parking lot) the little people. Then around 2 am I hear a car pull up. We were sleeping in our camping trailer and you can hear pretty much everything outside. Anyway, no big deal, they just drive by really slowly then move on. Then around 3 am. a truck pulls up and shines his lights on us, looks for a minute or two then drives on by. Then 4 am. same truck, does the same dang thing. By this point I am trying to wake Rory up so he knows whats going on. But trying to wake Rory up is impossible! So there I am, wide awake and pretty terrified, just staring out the window as this truck drives by slowly every single hour. As soon as I saw the sun I couldn't handle it anymore and I woke everyone up and got the hell out of that cute little town! It was like something in a scary movie.</div>
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<br /><div>Next stop, BEAR WORLD!! duh! We saw bears of every shape and size. I had never really seen them up so close. It was a fun experience. Rori Ana would scream every-time she saw one and say "TEDDY BEARS SAY GRRRRRRR!!!!" It was pretty cute.
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<br />Then we went to the petting zoo....
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<br />We rode on some fun rides and Rori Ana and Ava got to go on their first roller coaster!! They are addicted now and I don't know that I have ever seen Rori Ana so happy?!
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<br />Next we went for a drive through the park, like I said we didn't make it far but from what I saw this was one of the most beautiful places on earth. I feel so lucky to have seen it.
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<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ-tL0fcteQ/Tlvfeaq6n9I/AAAAAAAAE8s/bSGujtLCAGc/s1600/Yellowstone%2B125.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646352271487442898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZ-tL0fcteQ/Tlvfeaq6n9I/AAAAAAAAE8s/bSGujtLCAGc/s400/Yellowstone%2B125.JPG" /></a> We went for a dip in the river. It was very COLD!
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-52411672188215730902011-08-09T15:55:00.000-07:002011-08-09T17:06:55.267-07:00Stwabewwy WakeThe weekend before the 4th of July we finally got to go camping. We have been wanting to all year and every weekend something came up or work had to be done or the kids were sick etc. And every weekend we would swear that we would go no matter what and there we were, stuck at home. But not on this weekend! We got to take out our side by side and ride high into the mountains. We got to roll in the dirt, play with bugs, get bitten by mosquitoes, roast shmallows, cook and eat outside, fish and catch craw-daddy's. It was all so fun! We didn't get any phone reception or anything so it was all uninterrupted family time... with hardly any sleep. We had a wonderful time!
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-3412134071421270122011-08-09T07:28:00.000-07:002011-08-09T08:01:20.745-07:00Baby Girl Turns Two<div>
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-90206518718876320282011-08-08T13:05:00.000-07:002011-08-08T13:45:11.205-07:00Happy Birthday America!I know, it is a very belated birthday. I just haven't been able to sit down and catch up on my blog, so bear with me on this. I am going to try to catch up as fast as possible so don't expect too much detail in these next few posts. I'm trying my best here and I only have until 3:30 because at that time I have to walk back down to the kids school for the third time today to pick up Jameson.
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<br />Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-20539368479986247102011-07-09T15:50:00.000-07:002011-07-09T20:00:39.931-07:00Royce Family 2011When I contacted this photographer I tried explaining to her that this wasn't going to be an easy job. She wasn't going to get that "perfect" shot of all of us smiling and I really didn't want that either. I wanted pictures of us being us. She couldn't have done a better job, she never asked us to pose or pretend or even to smile really. She captured our family doing exactly what we do. We are chaotic, crazy, fun, running, free spirited and exploring. Just like we do every day. She just followed us around and was completely patient with us. We aren't a perfect family but she captured my imperfect family perfectly.... 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DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627544659822769426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o2pNGUeXHOA/ThkODVZh9RI/AAAAAAAAE0c/dnQKmCSW0E0/s400/DSC_4646.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXIPj2Dfr6I/ThkODKqg4bI/AAAAAAAAE0U/xBz2OzRW-v8/s1600/DSC_4657.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627544656941212082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xXIPj2Dfr6I/ThkODKqg4bI/AAAAAAAAE0U/xBz2OzRW-v8/s400/DSC_4657.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CPb2LIR-tCw/ThkNzlNnO5I/AAAAAAAAE0M/Gfxv3kP63J0/s1600/DSC_4665.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627544389189843858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CPb2LIR-tCw/ThkNzlNnO5I/AAAAAAAAE0M/Gfxv3kP63J0/s400/DSC_4665.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HAcPqRWesso/ThkNzIT-kjI/AAAAAAAAE0E/fRIYQuMoQ_0/s1600/DSC_4672.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623388542596398882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F0o0IvzPkaY/TgpKFeN1vyI/AAAAAAAAEok/WAKNR2GLET4/s400/270118_10150216493745509_83202935508_7519150_6965852_n.jpg" /></a> Rory, you are the funniest, most genuine, loving, caring, handsome, giving, strongest, smartest man I know. You make everyday so much better and you make everyone in your life feel like they are special. Your kids adore you, more than they have ever adored me. Everyday when you walk in the door you get a huge welcome party from all our babies, you can see in their eyes how much they love you and its no question why when I see you with them. I am so proud to have you as the father of our children, there is nobody else I could trust or could share such blessing with. You are mine and I am yours, forever. Thank you.<br /><br /><div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-88319563788282525802011-06-24T08:21:00.000-07:002011-06-24T09:35:57.468-07:00Soaking up Summer..<div><br /><br /><div>A very quick, condensed taste of our summer...<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Nelly FINALLY graduated preschool! She did some time ago but I haven't been able to post it. She is thrilled about going to kindergarten and can't wait to meet all her new friends. I'm sure she will love it, she is my only child who BEGS to go to school everyday and then plays school time on the weekends. She could sit in a classroom all day and be totally happy. I love it! The possibilities will be endless for her. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLMkwmWd9ZE/TgStg9qAhTI/AAAAAAAAEn0/t8rPJBM1WtU/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B122.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621809016683398450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLMkwmWd9ZE/TgStg9qAhTI/AAAAAAAAEn0/t8rPJBM1WtU/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B122.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGnn8thOi18/TgSta_jCG2I/AAAAAAAAEns/BosSMab9GVY/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B121.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808914111798114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGnn8thOi18/TgSta_jCG2I/AAAAAAAAEns/BosSMab9GVY/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B121.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ssGsBjoyPY/TgStamOundI/AAAAAAAAEnk/Op1hm9cQcKc/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B084.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808907315748306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ssGsBjoyPY/TgStamOundI/AAAAAAAAEnk/Op1hm9cQcKc/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B084.JPG" /></a> We have been going to different dog parks and dog gatherings lately. We went to strut your mutt and this one was a dog days thing at thanksgiving point. I love seeing all the breeds and what they were bred for. I love all the puppies running around and there are always TONS of things for the kids to do.<br /><br />Rori Ana has no bum at all and I think it's funny her little crack is always hanging out because her pants cant stay up! <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brxpmdalyW0/TgStaOlSwkI/AAAAAAAAEnc/37vBU6utu0A/s1600/008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808900967940674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brxpmdalyW0/TgStaOlSwkI/AAAAAAAAEnc/37vBU6utu0A/s400/008.JPG" /></a>The girls got their face painted but NOT Rori Ana. She is going through this stranger thing where she REFUSES to even acknowledge a person is talking to her, looking at her or flat out even exists unless she really knows you and likes you. She is not friendly at all and it can take a pretty long time for her to warm up to you. Well, she did not warm up to the face painter, she didn't even want him looking at her much less touching her face. Ava and Chanel on the other hand loved it! </div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtHsG_W3tyw/TgStZ0le3kI/AAAAAAAAEnU/frAd60G2_pc/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808893989412418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtHsG_W3tyw/TgStZ0le3kI/AAAAAAAAEnU/frAd60G2_pc/s400/011.JPG" /></a> Sponge Bob and a Unicorn!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2CrK7KD7-w/TgStZtzqZQI/AAAAAAAAEnM/XXersXOGXlg/s1600/014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808892169839874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2CrK7KD7-w/TgStZtzqZQI/AAAAAAAAEnM/XXersXOGXlg/s400/014.JPG" /></a> Thanks to Grandma Teresa all the Royce siblings got a rock climbing pass to Rockreations. I hadn't been rock climbing in probably 7 years or more, it was so FUN!! I loved it! It was funny to watch Rory and Jr playing around, as usual and it was fun to spend time with the family and with my husband for once! Usually we are so wrapped up in the kids we act like neither one of us is there unless its to yell at the other to grab this kid or that kid. This forced us to communicate and to trust each other to belay each other down the wall. This is when I started to wonder if we needed a little marriage counseling?! I didn't trust him one bit to begin with and even then he sent me flying a few times because of our lack of communication or because once again we weren't paying attention to each other. Jr and Kristi kept trying to coach us but as I was watching Jr lift Kristi right up off the ground I started to really think we weren't going to be able to pull this off. BUT, we did and by the time we left we were completely trusting each other. I really had a lot of fun and we will be there again next week! <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KanACL6CjVY/TgSs6ZysW5I/AAAAAAAAEnE/AGrZ31ZlLdk/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808354221120402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KanACL6CjVY/TgSs6ZysW5I/AAAAAAAAEnE/AGrZ31ZlLdk/s400/032.JPG" /></a><br />The girls started summer school! I put them in together to get Rori Ana used the idea and to make going to school a little easier since she would be there with her big sister at first. James and Chanel love school and they have always been really excited to go. They never looked back once they got off the car to go into their school, they just ran. I knew Rori Ana wouldn't be the same. She hates to leave me, she hates when I leave her. She doesn't like change. She doesn't like strangers. She doesn't like other kids much, she doesn't like talking, she doesn't like being part of any team, she really doesn't like much of anything that has to do with socializing PERIOD. So, sure enough when it was time for her to go she grabbed on to me and wouldn't let go, then when we pried her loose she wouldn't get out of the car, then when we got her out she ran to her dad and wouldn't let go of him! She stared at us with that look of fear and anger the whole time her teacher had to pull her into the school. I felt horrible, I wanted to run to her and just take her home, but I knew she had to do this. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySmqVrVDW_0/TgSs56i8hHI/AAAAAAAAEm8/JA6HjqQaoSc/s1600/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808345833571442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySmqVrVDW_0/TgSs56i8hHI/AAAAAAAAEm8/JA6HjqQaoSc/s400/004.JPG" /></a> These pictures are before they left the house, she was a little nervous but not too bad. Yet.<br /></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMosUNxG_vw/TgSs5iJEXUI/AAAAAAAAEm0/KansmgufLWM/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808339282582850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UMosUNxG_vw/TgSs5iJEXUI/AAAAAAAAEm0/KansmgufLWM/s400/011.JPG" /></a> This is her running to grab onto our legs. I know she is smiling right now but about 5 seconds after this it was a whole other story.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbW_9XEBayQ/TgSs5bxiihI/AAAAAAAAEms/Ig8KHgvvYz4/s1600/015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808337573284370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbW_9XEBayQ/TgSs5bxiihI/AAAAAAAAEms/Ig8KHgvvYz4/s400/015.JPG" /></a> She has been going for 2 weeks and she is getting better and better. The first day she laid face down on the ground and went completely limp for about 10 minutes in front of her whole class. She hasn't done that since. And she is starting to listen to her teacher more. She still has a little bit of a hard time getting out of the car but at least once she is out she will walk on her own into her classroom. This is going to an interesting year....</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Since the 3 older ones are in school now that leaves just me and Ava for about 3 hours. We have a ball while they are gone! She goes everywhere with me, she has been gardening a lot, pulling weeds, mowing, cleaning, baking, painting, playing without anyone to take her toys or ruin her fun, cuddling, lots of cuddling, going to the park, swimming, riding her bike, going for walks and so much more! I love the time we get to spend together now! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807453015162466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTBHVBdM_qs/TgSsF8icvmI/AAAAAAAAEmc/gM_VrIbtSxw/s400/057.JPG" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621821605701532258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWq4YFhEH6s/TgS49vZ0umI/AAAAAAAAEoU/vxPQoBunEsI/s400/083.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807446533277362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BQQDy69HDHc/TgSsFkZDBrI/AAAAAAAAEmU/DnHDxpFcZmc/s400/071.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807436377596914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-09HTn8R3Nro/TgSsE-jvo_I/AAAAAAAAEmM/DC-PcMZ3Vdc/s400/078.JPG" /></div><br /><br /><div>She really is TOO MUCH FUN!!! </div><br /><br /><br /><div>The dogs are loving the lazy days laying in the sun. I don't know how people live without animals, I cant imagine that being much fun. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGeSdVx_2OI/TgSs5O3sKeI/AAAAAAAAEmk/zbbYVIzF93g/s1600/050.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621808334109420002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGeSdVx_2OI/TgSs5O3sKeI/AAAAAAAAEmk/zbbYVIzF93g/s400/050.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eo5Q5tUQ1q4/TgSsERHiMvI/AAAAAAAAEl8/r3pi2kHDxuI/s1600/101.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621807424179679986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eo5Q5tUQ1q4/TgSsERHiMvI/AAAAAAAAEl8/r3pi2kHDxuI/s400/101.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621821195037011250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vf1QHqh0fi4/TgS4l1jxbTI/AAAAAAAAEn8/XKEPS5YOA1k/s400/103.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br />And most of all we have been spending lots of time with family and friends! This is usually what our house looks like all day!! We have about 10-15 kids over most of the time and my kids love every second of it! I love that they have so much fun and they are outside playing and getting exercise rather than sitting in the house like we do most of the winter. Ugh, just that "W" word makes me ill.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621821200615461362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fDDEuA5Dzd0/TgS4mKVx0fI/AAAAAAAAEoE/yApdsPRV6cw/s400/092.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 339px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621821206105017026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WInWSMpJU-k/TgS4meylysI/AAAAAAAAEoM/inK174xAC_4/s400/095.JPG" /></p>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-15285592624689501222011-06-06T08:12:00.000-07:002011-06-06T09:16:34.003-07:00My latest project...Finished!!!!<br /><br />Actually I finished some time ago but I haven't been able to post about it... You know, with the whole too busy to do much of anything going on.<br />It only took me a week! I think that is amazing, I cant even finish the dishes in a week! But this was something I was really excited about. I kept telling Rory I wanted to buy old, ugly dressers to redo. He was thrilled by the idea because #1: He was saving a ton of dough (since every new dresser I picked out cost a million bones) #2: He ABSOLUTELY LOVES when I do stuff like this! He gets so excited for me and he is so unbelievably supportive, telling me the whole way through it how good I'm doing and patting me on the back. He watched me work on these bad boys and told me at least a 100 times how good they looked. Even when I was a little discouraged he assured me I was doing it right. The only time he ever doubted me was when I was going crazy at Home Depot and Hobby Lobby picking out random colors and fabric and stains etc. He kept saying "are you sure? Do you think we should see it all together and put some thought into this?" But if you know me at all I don't plan very well. I'm more of the jump in and see what happens type. And so far, this has worked out for me. Here is proof:<br /><br />Here are some befores, I should have taken some of them all put together but I almost forgot to even take them!<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ6f0skM0G0/TezwhqQH2wI/AAAAAAAAElM/XmLO3ympxjg/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127296492428034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ6f0skM0G0/TezwhqQH2wI/AAAAAAAAElM/XmLO3ympxjg/s400/001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zhubAP7KuM/TezwbnSCI9I/AAAAAAAAElE/wrK3ytIeIbU/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127192615920594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9zhubAP7KuM/TezwbnSCI9I/AAAAAAAAElE/wrK3ytIeIbU/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ht8B4y3UWTI/TezwbLtxDdI/AAAAAAAAEk8/WleTjZjH_50/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127185216048594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ht8B4y3UWTI/TezwbLtxDdI/AAAAAAAAEk8/WleTjZjH_50/s400/005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSg8Zt9-Ew0/Tezwa8vBKpI/AAAAAAAAEk0/ftKuD5NPbQE/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127181194766994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSg8Zt9-Ew0/Tezwa8vBKpI/AAAAAAAAEk0/ftKuD5NPbQE/s400/006.JPG" /></a> Here are my little helpers, my little neighbor Jeff and little Ava. I had quite a few helpers! I had all the neighbor kids coming in and out and of course all my kids. I would hand them a sanding block and tell them to get to work, they would until they got bored but they would always come back a little while later. This was a good thing because you really have to sand the crap out of these for the paint to look good. I found all these beauties on KSL for a really good deal. It was exactly what I was looking for, something with some curves and solid as all heck! Just how I like em.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jEW33L_0wfM/TezwaXlIZCI/AAAAAAAAEks/DdoKR_h7WIE/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127171221185570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jEW33L_0wfM/TezwaXlIZCI/AAAAAAAAEks/DdoKR_h7WIE/s400/007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFSfOoSNEV8/TezwZsPemiI/AAAAAAAAEkk/zbNPHlZ9a6s/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615127159587641890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HFSfOoSNEV8/TezwZsPemiI/AAAAAAAAEkk/zbNPHlZ9a6s/s400/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br />And after a week of sanding, priming, painting, sanding, painting, sanding, staining, modge podge and my kids having no supervision because mommy is out in the garage getting high on paint fumes and one EXTREMELY messy house later. This is what I got. I think it was worth it.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GU4Xiommntk/Tezv2EqoOWI/AAAAAAAAEkc/T2Des-qb1p0/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615126547668679010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GU4Xiommntk/Tezv2EqoOWI/AAAAAAAAEkc/T2Des-qb1p0/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B001.JPG" /></a> Jameson's dresser. It goes so well with the art in his room and all the colors.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOvcyAYd9c4/TezvXemi0rI/AAAAAAAAEkU/ducqeeR--wo/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615126022054924978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KOvcyAYd9c4/TezvXemi0rI/AAAAAAAAEkU/ducqeeR--wo/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B004.JPG" /></a> I did just a touch of antiquing on his. I wanted his to stay as straight lined and simple as possible.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h5ql1ynvtw/TezvW7UBZBI/AAAAAAAAEkM/gaz-lmEMG3s/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615126012581995538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--h5ql1ynvtw/TezvW7UBZBI/AAAAAAAAEkM/gaz-lmEMG3s/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>And Nelly Belly and Rori Ana's dresser. This one was a toughie, it wouldn't take the paint right and I had NEVER modge podged fabric onto furniture. Again, I just kind of went with the flow and hoped for the best. I think there are a few thing I might have done differently but now I know for next time... if there is a next time. I was pretty burned out after all this. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yYGQOQMPy0/TezvWq33bOI/AAAAAAAAEkE/h6ydbiIBX1s/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615126008168934626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yYGQOQMPy0/TezvWq33bOI/AAAAAAAAEkE/h6ydbiIBX1s/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0t4WJv0ero/TezvWFlYKnI/AAAAAAAAEj8/nwJemraTnCI/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125998159276658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d0t4WJv0ero/TezvWFlYKnI/AAAAAAAAEj8/nwJemraTnCI/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B009.JPG" /></a> I did a little more antiquing on this one, I wanted it to be nice and shabby.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inEwrlsovsk/TezvV5FyR_I/AAAAAAAAEj0/oGc9cnhJVOU/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125994805544946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inEwrlsovsk/TezvV5FyR_I/AAAAAAAAEj0/oGc9cnhJVOU/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B010.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>The original plan was to knock down a wall in between 2 of our kids' bedrooms to make one extra BIG room for all my girls. I was going to have daddy make a triple bunk and put all the furniture in one room and all their play furniture in another, along with all their toys and millions of chests of dress ups. But after 5 sleepless nights of "testing it out" I decide Ava and Rori need to be as far away as possible from each other at night. For our sake and everyone else's. They talked and giggled until about midnight and then they woke up together every hour after that. It was a joke. So, the white furniture went in Ava's room and the blue went in the older girls' room. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMPiLgY0nh4/Tezu7g5CxfI/AAAAAAAAEjs/QdA9r3o9E88/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125541633050098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xMPiLgY0nh4/Tezu7g5CxfI/AAAAAAAAEjs/QdA9r3o9E88/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B015.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XDECJ-hyEI/Tezu4Vw3bVI/AAAAAAAAEjk/0ltfhoFZlD4/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125487106354514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8XDECJ-hyEI/Tezu4Vw3bVI/AAAAAAAAEjk/0ltfhoFZlD4/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrURFFT5--Y/Tezu4P9NDII/AAAAAAAAEjc/zsRin3y8YvY/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125485547490434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YrURFFT5--Y/Tezu4P9NDII/AAAAAAAAEjc/zsRin3y8YvY/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B017.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Rory made me this little iron crib when I found out I was having my little Chanel. I have yet to see such a beautiful crib. It is a pearly cream color and it looks perfect next to the cream nightstands. </div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP0PRVXtmNM/Tezu3i-1_zI/AAAAAAAAEjU/0_1qoTEocrE/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125473474772786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fP0PRVXtmNM/Tezu3i-1_zI/AAAAAAAAEjU/0_1qoTEocrE/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B021.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVSl8si4Yn4/Tezu3QT-xXI/AAAAAAAAEjM/57ctHYMY1ms/s1600/refinish%2Bdressers%2B024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615125468463154546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVSl8si4Yn4/Tezu3QT-xXI/AAAAAAAAEjM/57ctHYMY1ms/s400/refinish%2Bdressers%2B024.JPG" /></a> I love them, If I had walked into a store and saw these for sale I would have paid who knows what to make sure they were mine! And having all this extra storage has been a treat!! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-2953228688209825252011-05-31T14:05:00.001-07:002011-06-02T09:17:54.743-07:00Dancing Queen's, Young and Sweet!!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998637296329394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILCgfLXcZTc/TeVghYzMorI/AAAAAAAAEhs/vH_aIKrKGc8/s400/0030ILZD-0743.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998632002403090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jzuSMpsa8E/TeVghFFBuxI/AAAAAAAAEhk/M9x2t56hXj0/s400/0032ILZD-0750.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998183348016786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SuZKtsDVtYM/TeVgG9tfFpI/AAAAAAAAEhU/BphTpPxuVWo/s400/0094ILZD-1058B.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998187497193826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6PgxiYeqt4/TeVgHNKugWI/AAAAAAAAEhc/3eTaDTTVTiA/s400/0092ILZD-1031.jpg" /> Aren't they pretty?!?! They got their dance pictures done (which cost a fortune) and they had so many other cute ones. I shouldn't even have bought the ones I did but how could I resist?<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Here are my own priceless pictures I took with my sometimes blurry camera...</div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMwMWM0RTcs/TeVk3ODnMKI/AAAAAAAAEi0/vFiN5SAz8k4/s1600/055.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613003410416021666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMwMWM0RTcs/TeVk3ODnMKI/AAAAAAAAEi0/vFiN5SAz8k4/s400/055.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91SBl8nt9tY/TeVk2sg0-FI/AAAAAAAAEis/WzIr9JLfT1s/s1600/061.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613003401411754066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91SBl8nt9tY/TeVk2sg0-FI/AAAAAAAAEis/WzIr9JLfT1s/s400/061.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f86LRZlWiao/TeVk2eG6n8I/AAAAAAAAEik/__R08RCaZl8/s1600/064.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613003397544976322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f86LRZlWiao/TeVk2eG6n8I/AAAAAAAAEik/__R08RCaZl8/s400/064.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fLo_pN0rRs/TeVk2B-ATeI/AAAAAAAAEic/mQsdG1VCe7k/s1600/069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613003389991407074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1fLo_pN0rRs/TeVk2B-ATeI/AAAAAAAAEic/mQsdG1VCe7k/s400/069.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5UDalY25v8/TeVkUoT6qyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/DB1440CPvHs/s1600/078.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613002816168307490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G5UDalY25v8/TeVkUoT6qyI/AAAAAAAAEiU/DB1440CPvHs/s400/078.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OEKvAP5IY4s/TeVkUeDt38I/AAAAAAAAEiM/1rnmRu3cWgY/s1600/081.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613002813416005570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OEKvAP5IY4s/TeVkUeDt38I/AAAAAAAAEiM/1rnmRu3cWgY/s400/081.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4yAE2agD3I/TeVkUQAWYWI/AAAAAAAAEiE/OvEtrgS4fiA/s1600/083.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613002809643786594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4yAE2agD3I/TeVkUQAWYWI/AAAAAAAAEiE/OvEtrgS4fiA/s400/083.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6y8pxGyeGqY/TeVkUJS0ryI/AAAAAAAAEh8/3yXB8jIOShM/s1600/085.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613002807842221858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6y8pxGyeGqY/TeVkUJS0ryI/AAAAAAAAEh8/3yXB8jIOShM/s400/085.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUt_vdnMBRo/TeVkTzafBlI/AAAAAAAAEh0/OMKwbiqSLd8/s1600/086.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613002801968776786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gUt_vdnMBRo/TeVkTzafBlI/AAAAAAAAEh0/OMKwbiqSLd8/s400/086.JPG" /></a> Last week the girls had their dance recital, as usual I was running late. I thought I gave myself plenty of time but then one thing after another kept happening and there I was almost an hour behind schedule! We got there with out a moment to spare!! Literally!! I walked in and ran Chanel up to the front of the stage and she walked out with the rest of her dance class right then. We barely made it, but we did and that is all that matters. Right? I had to stand on the side of the stage or else I would have missed the performance which explains the weird angle of the pictures. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wefV2yT3tr0/TeVgGV_yyeI/AAAAAAAAEhM/jZs4tOYsXgk/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998172687387106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wefV2yT3tr0/TeVgGV_yyeI/AAAAAAAAEhM/jZs4tOYsXgk/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-_EQnhPyDU/TeVgGDoSvwI/AAAAAAAAEhE/t3q3YrAWuVA/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998167756979970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-_EQnhPyDU/TeVgGDoSvwI/AAAAAAAAEhE/t3q3YrAWuVA/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B004.JPG" /></a> Chanel did her dance perfectly! She has really overcome her stage fright and she is always the leader in her dance now. I was so proud of her!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnAjiLFiKQY/TeVgF-M38yI/AAAAAAAAEg8/um8AlQ71Qy0/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612998166299800354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnAjiLFiKQY/TeVgF-M38yI/AAAAAAAAEg8/um8AlQ71Qy0/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnbtSx89dMY/TeVbGCSb2qI/AAAAAAAAEg0/TRtV1-GnfZg/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612992669838727842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnbtSx89dMY/TeVbGCSb2qI/AAAAAAAAEg0/TRtV1-GnfZg/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huWnV_BLuiw/TeVbFxwibMI/AAAAAAAAEgs/wNKFbhjbGpk/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612992665401584834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-huWnV_BLuiw/TeVbFxwibMI/AAAAAAAAEgs/wNKFbhjbGpk/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpnt2cdyMzw/TeVbFtjVlzI/AAAAAAAAEgk/3V5UsNp0eO4/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612992664272475954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fpnt2cdyMzw/TeVbFtjVlzI/AAAAAAAAEgk/3V5UsNp0eO4/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B012.JPG" /></a> Then it was Rori Ana's turn... Rori would not let go of my neck, she was holding on so tight I thought we were both going to pass out! After a minute I pried her hands off of me and put her in the line with the rest of her class and out she went before she had a chance to fight it. She was LIVID!!! She gave me a look like I was going to be sorry when she was finished!!! </div><br /><br /><br /><div>Needless to say she took one position and stayed that way the whole time! She just stood there with her finger in her mouth glaring at me. I could tell she wanted to run over and jump in my arms then beat the crap out of me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3H4X8e1kq4/TeVbFYqreVI/AAAAAAAAEgc/DdOCYZRrnxs/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612992658666125650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3H4X8e1kq4/TeVbFYqreVI/AAAAAAAAEgc/DdOCYZRrnxs/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B014.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd_5AKlvo_I/TeVbFL59PpI/AAAAAAAAEgU/dO7akLKj_uU/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612992655240543890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yd_5AKlvo_I/TeVbFL59PpI/AAAAAAAAEgU/dO7akLKj_uU/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-WFHediiD0/TeVaTXlTrZI/AAAAAAAAEgM/ETLKk3sqJl0/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991799381699986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J-WFHediiD0/TeVaTXlTrZI/AAAAAAAAEgM/ETLKk3sqJl0/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B018.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Still with her finger in her mouth. She didn't move once.<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxlTTG9uISw/TeVaTIwyxtI/AAAAAAAAEgE/_Azpf__KcuA/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991795403343570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxlTTG9uISw/TeVaTIwyxtI/AAAAAAAAEgE/_Azpf__KcuA/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B021.JPG" /></a> Then she ran off stage and guess where she wanted to be?? The safest place in the world. Her daddy's arms.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pr1rhdd7sxA/TeVaS6ztyXI/AAAAAAAAEf8/9n5k7U5NRgE/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991791657503090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pr1rhdd7sxA/TeVaS6ztyXI/AAAAAAAAEf8/9n5k7U5NRgE/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B022.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KHMEjuCSHUE/TeVaSs17ZHI/AAAAAAAAEf0/VjnmGNzJFZA/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991787908686962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KHMEjuCSHUE/TeVaSs17ZHI/AAAAAAAAEf0/VjnmGNzJFZA/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B023.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IIdvIDEMtho/TeVaSTQ8YUI/AAAAAAAAEfs/A7Jz2KGIdN4/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991781042676034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IIdvIDEMtho/TeVaSTQ8YUI/AAAAAAAAEfs/A7Jz2KGIdN4/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>So, what do you do after you just paid a fortune for pictures, paid an arm and a leg for a big poofy dress they will only wear for 10 minutes of their life, paid a years worth of tuition so they could twirl around in circles in a school gym for 3 minutes AND that's IF they twirl at all?? You have fun with the silly outfits and you make sure you get good use out of them that's what!!!! </div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coA1bE3EhAA/TeVZ6e3vpUI/AAAAAAAAEfk/5ORwMp2RQ1A/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991371841348930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-coA1bE3EhAA/TeVZ6e3vpUI/AAAAAAAAEfk/5ORwMp2RQ1A/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B031.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuI54qJCszE/TeVZ59I8QgI/AAAAAAAAEfc/ZeoCTkThDow/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991362786673154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XuI54qJCszE/TeVZ59I8QgI/AAAAAAAAEfc/ZeoCTkThDow/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B036.JPG" /></a><br />Ok, I know this is mean but its also a little funny too. I don't know about you, but I cant help but laugh when people fall... Only if its a little fall. Not like the kind that break something or might kill you but the kind of fall that happens when your looking at mom and dad run after you and your not paying attention to where or what your doing... This kind.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6i16ySoPeY/TeVZ5uiYYOI/AAAAAAAAEfU/wgS2B4QL5OE/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B040.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991358866841826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6i16ySoPeY/TeVZ5uiYYOI/AAAAAAAAEfU/wgS2B4QL5OE/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B040.JPG" /></a> OH but don't you worry! She has sister who didn't immediately start rolling on the ground in laughter. They ran to her aid, like good little girls.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGJz20OjIZ0/TeVZ5C2MgFI/AAAAAAAAEfM/JqM2Qb95iR0/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991347138789458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGJz20OjIZ0/TeVZ5C2MgFI/AAAAAAAAEfM/JqM2Qb95iR0/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B041.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRhG2H_TCXU/TeVZ4_gwpJI/AAAAAAAAEfE/yKydtOyHsas/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B056.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612991346243576978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VRhG2H_TCXU/TeVZ4_gwpJI/AAAAAAAAEfE/yKydtOyHsas/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B056.JPG" /></a> This is Chanel yelling at me to put down the camera and be responsible.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1B3H3X2a9dw/TeVY7Wh5xlI/AAAAAAAAEe8/Q22PfFA-FNE/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B053.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990287270495826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1B3H3X2a9dw/TeVY7Wh5xlI/AAAAAAAAEe8/Q22PfFA-FNE/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B053.JPG" /></a> And this is Ava's concerned face. OR maybe she is thinking "What kind of parents are you??? This is what I have to look forward to??"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WEeK07MmEHI/TeVY7Pg46qI/AAAAAAAAEe0/-5vXCNADVe8/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990285387197090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WEeK07MmEHI/TeVY7Pg46qI/AAAAAAAAEe0/-5vXCNADVe8/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B054.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcK6etlRpjw/TeVY69buM5I/AAAAAAAAEes/SOa1Hu6I_bk/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B060.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990280533685138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GcK6etlRpjw/TeVY69buM5I/AAAAAAAAEes/SOa1Hu6I_bk/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B060.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvKZ3IWczlk/TeVY6QPpK1I/AAAAAAAAEek/4LfUXGf69D0/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B066.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990268403428178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XvKZ3IWczlk/TeVY6QPpK1I/AAAAAAAAEek/4LfUXGf69D0/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B066.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rENXo4SotjU/TeVY6Kv7xhI/AAAAAAAAEec/elNakGcH6TY/s1600/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B072.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612990266928252434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rENXo4SotjU/TeVY6Kv7xhI/AAAAAAAAEec/elNakGcH6TY/s400/Chanel%2BDance%2Band%2BPre%2BSch%2Bgrad%2B11%2527%2B072.JPG" /></a> Yep, we will put those dresses to some good use. Not silly twirling stuff... real dangerous kind of stuff and they will still look beautiful doing it too! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-75340579295505343212011-05-31T12:48:00.000-07:002011-05-31T13:46:29.504-07:00Keep on movin'<div align="center">Lately I have been a pretty busy mama, nothing out of the ordinary but it has felt a little different. You see, Rory picked up a really big job for Kennecott making some sort of "mold tipper" and staircases to go on those gigantic machines they have running out there. This is a really big opportunity for him and the business. Being self employed isn't always that great, matter of fact it is usually worse. I sometimes wish he would get a 9-5 job where we get a paycheck every week and I know that he will be home that night. BUT this will all pay off, big time I hope. He already has some more work on the way from them and I know that his little "one man show" business can keep up with such a HUGE corporation like Kennecott. He works his butt off, literally. He has lost some weight because of it! He goes to work around 7 AM and comes home around 1 AM and of course between those times the kids and I are dead to the world. Its been a lot tougher than I thought not having him around. Pretty big eye opener! Props to all the single moms out there and to anyone who's husband isn't always able to be home because of work or because they are fighting for our country. You are amazing!<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center">Anyways... I'm done bragging about my husband now and I have gone way off track. Even though we haven't been seeing much of our daddy we have still kept busy! Here are just a FEW of the things we have been up to these last 2 weeks and MORE to come as soon as I get a minute....<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973876972929090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vbBkc9MiZYo/TeVKAJaEwEI/AAAAAAAAEeE/LEuaRrUjarA/s400/038.JPG" /></p><br /><p align="center">We went to the zoo to see all the cool dinosaurs!! The kids LOVED it!<br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612984039935546370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wpSeuN0Cr0M/TeVTPtZLlAI/AAAAAAAAEeU/Uw4HRAfrjFo/s400/034.JPG" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAehnq8ZqJ0/TeVJz0iFNqI/AAAAAAAAEd8/BLzfrZs17Uw/s1600/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973665210939042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tAehnq8ZqJ0/TeVJz0iFNqI/AAAAAAAAEd8/BLzfrZs17Uw/s400/035.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-766ebwiaymU/TeVJzAVxvJI/AAAAAAAAEds/1LTa6pk8UMA/s1600/033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973651200687250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-766ebwiaymU/TeVJzAVxvJI/AAAAAAAAEds/1LTa6pk8UMA/s400/033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1-BFiWJh9pU/TeVJyyzvNLI/AAAAAAAAEdk/nUmW2P-uubA/s1600/032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973647568254130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1-BFiWJh9pU/TeVJyyzvNLI/AAAAAAAAEdk/nUmW2P-uubA/s400/032.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXqv1FV773M/TeVJyvmBs7I/AAAAAAAAEdc/0FR5iOJKwQE/s1600/030.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973646705439666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXqv1FV773M/TeVJyvmBs7I/AAAAAAAAEdc/0FR5iOJKwQE/s400/030.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYKZIQoYdfY/TeVJZZHaeHI/AAAAAAAAEdU/hOF2e-aMlv8/s1600/026.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973211174729842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYKZIQoYdfY/TeVJZZHaeHI/AAAAAAAAEdU/hOF2e-aMlv8/s400/026.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F2A7ZlEKQHU/TeVJZEtcQNI/AAAAAAAAEdM/F5y6hVkmFvc/s1600/025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973205697085650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F2A7ZlEKQHU/TeVJZEtcQNI/AAAAAAAAEdM/F5y6hVkmFvc/s400/025.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center"></a>And we have had 2 field trips to Thanksgiving Point! One for Jameson's school and one for Nelly's. </p><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63uu9MLMhns/TeVJYiL4zmI/AAAAAAAAEdE/oWbqEwsLmhE/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973196429545058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-63uu9MLMhns/TeVJYiL4zmI/AAAAAAAAEdE/oWbqEwsLmhE/s400/021.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11Cy9N3LnOs/TeVJYVO8rWI/AAAAAAAAEc8/7uvJiuOtJCg/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973192952720738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-11Cy9N3LnOs/TeVJYVO8rWI/AAAAAAAAEc8/7uvJiuOtJCg/s400/013.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWswjpU-kWY/TeVJYGrIShI/AAAAAAAAEc0/QAw_xlE_mLs/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612973189044390418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWswjpU-kWY/TeVJYGrIShI/AAAAAAAAEc0/QAw_xlE_mLs/s400/011.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><div align="center">And we put Tank in a lure coursing race... HE LOVED IT! I was so proud of my fur baby and he even won a cute little bronze medal! Not too bad for his first time if you ask his proud mommy! </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612980908053461490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tZwfVvPmhFQ/TeVQZaOTefI/AAAAAAAAEeM/5l70Isg_Uf0/s400/017.JPG" /> I also signed up Rori Ana and Nelly for summer school and we finished dance, had first grade programs, preschool graduation, parent teacher conferences, recitals and we have our last soccer game next weekend (all of which I will post about really soon!) Everything is coming to an end! My schedule is opening up more and more all just in time for SUMMER!!! </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">IF it ever shows up. </div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-64496802636108141772011-05-19T10:29:00.000-07:002011-05-19T12:12:43.258-07:00THREE and FIVE!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3w-l5qvJ8/TdVcHXVFygI/AAAAAAAAEcY/KMHxl8rBvjk/s1600/078.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608490192551135746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3w-l5qvJ8/TdVcHXVFygI/AAAAAAAAEcY/KMHxl8rBvjk/s400/078.JPG" /></a> Happy birthday to my 2 GIRLS!! On May 6th my little mischievous Rori Ana turned "Fweeeee!!!" It's so hard for me to believe that, it really is crazy how fast time flies by. She has caused me more headache in the short 3 years she has been alive than I could tell you. But she brings me so much joy and happiness, she makes up for her naughty behavior with her funny, witty, playful and loving personality. She makes me laugh so much everyday, even when she is being bad she has a way of making light of the situation. Nothing could bring this girls spirits down... NOTHING. Not any punishment in the world could make her hesitate from painting my walls with lipstick. Nothing could change her mind when it comes to pouring any thing that might stain all over the house. I truly do love that about her. Sometimes I wish she would understand what stress it causes mommy but even then I wouldn't change a hair on that baby's head. She is a blast to be around and when she warms up to you, you will find that she has quite the sense of humor. That is IF she warms up to you and decides your worth her time.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A few short days later... On May 10th my oldest princess turned 5! Chanel is the best big sister to her little sisters and a wonderful little sister to her big brother. She is so kind, almost to a fault!! She will do anything for anyone! She is so caring and enjoys taking care of others and helping in any way she can. She has become a really big help to me in the last year. She now puts her younger siblings in the bath and then she will take them out, put lotion on them, put a diaper on Ava and then dress both of the girls. She does dishes, cleans her room everyday, babysits (with supervision of course) and keeps everyone in line and going where they need to be going. She really is so sweet and has such a passive, loving personality. She has grown up so much, so fast and is far more mature than any other 5 year old I know. She is so smart and is doing wonderful in school and asks so many questions about so many things, she wants to everything about everything! To the point where if I don't know the answer she will tell me to "google it". She loves to learn and she loves to teach.<br /><br />These 2 girls couldn't be any more different than what they are and yet all of my girls are best friends. I love to see how much they rely on each other for so much. And they admire their big brother like you couldn't believe. I have been so blessed to have had these kids (and I need to remind myself of that everyday). Turning 3 and 5 is a BIG milestone for Nelly and Rori, that means Chanel gets to go to that "big school" she has been dreaming about for the last couple years. And for Rori that means she finally gets to go to school!! She has been begging for the last year to go with Chanel and I kept telling her when she is ready, well the time has come and both of my girls are moving on to bigger and better things. I'm just not sure I'm ready to let go, though I know that no matter how tight I hold on I couldn't hold them back even if it was possible. They have way too much to look forward to.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">(this is a small portion of the people that came)</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iIEFRT3wH8/TdVayudPXrI/AAAAAAAAEcI/TbGt5dJs1Ok/s1600/090.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608488738470452914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iIEFRT3wH8/TdVayudPXrI/AAAAAAAAEcI/TbGt5dJs1Ok/s400/090.JPG" /></a> Their birthday party was a success, just as it is every year. We were surrounded by family and friends and we all celebrated my girls birthdays with lots of love! Thank you to everyone who joins us in our festivities, you make it very special for us!!!<br /><br />I tried my hand at making cotton candy.... Not my calling in life. It may not have been in a perfect swirl but it tasted good just the same.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Es1WBm1Txjo/TdVayRNOoGI/AAAAAAAAEcA/c-m-DLFACqo/s1600/106.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608488730618667106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Es1WBm1Txjo/TdVayRNOoGI/AAAAAAAAEcA/c-m-DLFACqo/s400/106.JPG" /></a><br />I found out that Ava does NOT like it. She doesn't like the taste or texture and she especially doesn't like how it sticks to her bitty fingers.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aPmUpp9RdGQ/TdVayAP19II/AAAAAAAAEb4/KeKw2ZXk-S8/s1600/115.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608488726066230402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aPmUpp9RdGQ/TdVayAP19II/AAAAAAAAEb4/KeKw2ZXk-S8/s400/115.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Ava also got to hit her first pinata!! She LOVED it and caught in really quick, it was hard to stop her!! </div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpKLwAAKTGU/TdVW5IUcScI/AAAAAAAAEbw/LOmmkYiiZIs/s1600/118.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608484450445576642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpKLwAAKTGU/TdVW5IUcScI/AAAAAAAAEbw/LOmmkYiiZIs/s400/118.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyoIZPc_qKE/TdVW4wi_9GI/AAAAAAAAEbo/fSJbPtEs0cU/s1600/125.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608484444064183394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UyoIZPc_qKE/TdVW4wi_9GI/AAAAAAAAEbo/fSJbPtEs0cU/s400/125.JPG" /></a>Little cousin Oliver on the other hand did NOT like it. He was terrified of it!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2urGJVW5mtU/TdVW4epJXCI/AAAAAAAAEbg/ES9RVPzpteU/s1600/126.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608484439258127394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2urGJVW5mtU/TdVW4epJXCI/AAAAAAAAEbg/ES9RVPzpteU/s400/126.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1pKzZH1ito/TdVW4JbDimI/AAAAAAAAEbY/l1YnBVhPtn8/s1600/130.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608484433561881186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1pKzZH1ito/TdVW4JbDimI/AAAAAAAAEbY/l1YnBVhPtn8/s400/130.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0sNv4EqJ8/TdVW386neHI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/sLu6VGSJ07A/s1600/142.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608484430204598386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ld0sNv4EqJ8/TdVW386neHI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/sLu6VGSJ07A/s400/142.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rETWIv5fr1E/TdVWDvUdtGI/AAAAAAAAEbI/X90Y5Ygterw/s1600/158.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483533201716322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rETWIv5fr1E/TdVWDvUdtGI/AAAAAAAAEbI/X90Y5Ygterw/s400/158.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBspCLGFGSo/TdVWDUmm-tI/AAAAAAAAEbA/uEe6jsKInaQ/s1600/157.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483526030064338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yBspCLGFGSo/TdVWDUmm-tI/AAAAAAAAEbA/uEe6jsKInaQ/s400/157.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocwrrzQ-mYQ/TdVWC3B_SvI/AAAAAAAAEaw/O53hemLfYp4/s1600/165.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483518091840242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocwrrzQ-mYQ/TdVWC3B_SvI/AAAAAAAAEaw/O53hemLfYp4/s400/165.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSXJqJH4x4s/TdVWCrQ8BII/AAAAAAAAEao/Ji0gMZS2sfg/s1600/168.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608483514933314690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSXJqJH4x4s/TdVWCrQ8BII/AAAAAAAAEao/Ji0gMZS2sfg/s400/168.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDzhY9rtx6g/TdVVjp84sWI/AAAAAAAAEag/o13CRBPnBkw/s1600/171.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608482982004830562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dDzhY9rtx6g/TdVVjp84sWI/AAAAAAAAEag/o13CRBPnBkw/s400/171.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cdqw4o-pYw/TdVVjTtcwUI/AAAAAAAAEaY/KeJqpFrpOA4/s1600/192.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608482976034505026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_cdqw4o-pYw/TdVVjTtcwUI/AAAAAAAAEaY/KeJqpFrpOA4/s400/192.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm6ohAed6_g/TdVVjO_dIbI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/ZaA5mxrC_BE/s1600/199.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608482974767849906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm6ohAed6_g/TdVVjO_dIbI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/ZaA5mxrC_BE/s400/199.JPG" /></a>Nelly finally got that "white puppy with a pink leash" she has been begging for since Christmas!! She was thrilled!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SCViEsG5J4/TdVViryLzBI/AAAAAAAAEaI/bf4K5XG9Xog/s1600/204.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608482965316946962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SCViEsG5J4/TdVViryLzBI/AAAAAAAAEaI/bf4K5XG9Xog/s400/204.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq1jTEjhVFU/TdVVifry7dI/AAAAAAAAEaA/qW3lCIuqf74/s1600/207.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608482962068925906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yq1jTEjhVFU/TdVVifry7dI/AAAAAAAAEaA/qW3lCIuqf74/s400/207.JPG" /></a>Rori Ana hates to be the center of attention! She will usually hide or cry, this time she hid...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-83plIPgIOlg/TdVUkzl_K_I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/kqESlTOaSrI/s1600/212.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608481902261382130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-83plIPgIOlg/TdVUkzl_K_I/AAAAAAAAEZ4/kqESlTOaSrI/s400/212.JPG" /></a>In her daddy's arms of course.<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgFZgnx4-fo/TdVUkFxchsI/AAAAAAAAEZo/KYxH7tb3hBQ/s1600/221.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608481889961412290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OgFZgnx4-fo/TdVUkFxchsI/AAAAAAAAEZo/KYxH7tb3hBQ/s400/221.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFlPFGpE0ic/TdVUjlxktqI/AAAAAAAAEZg/aiFzHGbeMuo/s1600/223.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608481881372014242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zFlPFGpE0ic/TdVUjlxktqI/AAAAAAAAEZg/aiFzHGbeMuo/s400/223.JPG" /></a>After a minute she warmed up and blew out her candles<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt3r9nntZLY/TdVUjfDYtWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/ZeI3_cfN0_g/s1600/230.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608481879567676770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt3r9nntZLY/TdVUjfDYtWI/AAAAAAAAEZY/ZeI3_cfN0_g/s400/230.JPG" /></a> It was so much fun, now I want to take time to enjoy this next year. I hope it slows down a bit?! Doubt it. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-92077450701072911452011-05-15T14:09:00.000-07:002011-05-15T14:38:44.552-07:00Ava Lyn being Ava Lyn<div align="center"><u><span style="color:#0066cc;"></span></u><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhBC3tcmYTc/TdBETSr3HxI/AAAAAAAAEY8/dqd-YxZEOZg/s1600/Ava.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607056634300276498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhBC3tcmYTc/TdBETSr3HxI/AAAAAAAAEY8/dqd-YxZEOZg/s400/Ava.jpg" /></a> This girl is something else! She is sweet but sassy, she is spoiled, demanding, bratty and controlling. But she is still the sweetest, gentlest, kind, loving little thing ever! She is a whole lot of everything in an itty bitty 20 lb package (that's right!! We hit 20 lbs finally!!). I have had to keep an eye on her because she will attack random kids at grocery stores, or zoo's or any other public place. She has excellent manners but if you don't giver her what she wants when she says "peeeez" then you better be ready to accept the consequences! She pretty much gets her way all the time, if you don't fall for the BIG puckered lips, her extremely LONG fluttering eyelashes or her GIANT brown puppy eyes... then she will just take matters into her own hands. I can't begin to explain how crazy Ava is, you just have to witness it yourself. And she is not as good at hiding her temper as my other kids, she doesn't care who sees her misbehave because she will DARE you to do something about it. I know this all sounds horrible but she is anything but, she really is a little love bug and usually she is a sweet little angel. I love this baby more and more every day. I love her free spirit and even her spunk! Between her and Rori Ana I will be dead in my grave by 35.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607060393571956370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwq-CL7MRQc/TdBHuHEEtpI/AAAAAAAAEZE/LCyhYPE8yz8/s400/009.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607055695735122386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n4lf79QRLAA/TdBDcqQfadI/AAAAAAAAEY0/OK-WN5Zyabo/s400/249.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607055503453105410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6F-LWx97ZmY/TdBDRd84rQI/AAAAAAAAEYs/VvBhAzgVZP4/s400/251.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607055493886696306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCO7G6VnUis/TdBDQ6UE23I/AAAAAAAAEYk/MMwXA9b5JJ4/s400/239.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607055490902250290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3c5N6Zp0gGw/TdBDQvMh0zI/AAAAAAAAEYc/YZPlCGubuJU/s400/077.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607055484601315954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0kCafeb2QI/TdBDQXuRMnI/AAAAAAAAEYU/zOMPK1FgZ4Q/s400/070.JPG" /></div></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2603448805269384339.post-68500906259480794232011-04-26T09:34:00.000-07:002011-05-13T20:39:38.122-07:00Easter 2011<div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Okay, first off I apologize for being a total slacker with my blog lately. I have been so busy doing nothing productive.... well that is not true entirely. I have been doing a lot with nothing to show for it (same thing but with different wording).</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Easter was fantastic, just as it is every year with all my little Chicky's running around... </div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRyeJOpR7Ao/Tbb1b4JYYiI/AAAAAAAAEX0/jUzCEIrSUUk/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599933045958795810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eRyeJOpR7Ao/Tbb1b4JYYiI/AAAAAAAAEX0/jUzCEIrSUUk/s400/Easter%2B11%2B010.JPG" /></a> This year the Easter Bunny brought BIG eggs for the kids to find, all stuffed with tons of little, cheap, inexpensive, breakable, made in China... garbage. Pretty sure the Easter bunny hates stuffing those things.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_BtVkRL8aQ/Tbb1bslZb8I/AAAAAAAAEXs/hfyMkKGfHgg/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B024.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599933042855079874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_BtVkRL8aQ/Tbb1bslZb8I/AAAAAAAAEXs/hfyMkKGfHgg/s400/Easter%2B11%2B024.JPG" /></a><br />BUT mom and dad had something in store for the kiddos this year!!<br /><br /><br />Here they are all waiting patiently for the unveiling...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6I40mql6s6s/Tbb0cuqjOKI/AAAAAAAAEXk/gt3iIIhnurg/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599931961081804962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6I40mql6s6s/Tbb0cuqjOKI/AAAAAAAAEXk/gt3iIIhnurg/s400/Easter%2B11%2B029.JPG" /></a><br />WHABAM!!! Check out the new ride for my 3 princesses! I know its a little much and probably a really bad idea because they might expect something so big every year but I couldn't control myself. I had to have it, I mean THEY had to have it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kuKdgi3NvsM/Tbb0cX9o7qI/AAAAAAAAEXc/EHfKPHyN9Yw/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B050.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599931954987855522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kuKdgi3NvsM/Tbb0cX9o7qI/AAAAAAAAEXc/EHfKPHyN9Yw/s400/Easter%2B11%2B050.JPG" /></a><br />And what was in store for Sir Jameson?? A row boat of course!! Since we are planning on more Lake Powell trips this year. And this kid is a pretty serious fisherman and he has been wanting to explore his talent off shore and out in the open sea... or lake... whatever it may be he will be out there!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6mjWPihlIw/Tbb0bw1261I/AAAAAAAAEXU/emaEGYEHfSU/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B093.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599931944486234962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6mjWPihlIw/Tbb0bw1261I/AAAAAAAAEXU/emaEGYEHfSU/s400/Easter%2B11%2B093.JPG" /></a> Totally off the subject but I have to explain this picture: Have I mentioned I took Ava off her beloved baba? Well, I did. And it wasn't easy and it sure as heck wasn't pretty either. I cant believe I let her suck on that dang thing for so long?! This is the longest I have EVER let any of my children be on a bottle! I was embarrassed and ashamed. BUT we did it. Then I got this really bright idea to get a goat for my brother... that is being bottle fed. When I asked the goats previous owner what kind of bottle to use she pulled out the EXACT same bottle I used to give Ava! What are the odds?? I mean, come on! Of all the bottles it has to be the same one I just took away from my baby? The one that has turned my Ava's world upside down since it has been gone? The one she has been feigning over for the last week?? Oh geez. It took some serious explaining and a lot of screaming before I got her to "help" me feed the baby goat. I told her the baby goat would starve if she took it away. I think she got the idea and I'm happy to say she is still off the baba, no relapses.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZxnZP7mwyU/Tbb0bi6noUI/AAAAAAAAEXM/b7k2ioo5tbo/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599931940748108098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZxnZP7mwyU/Tbb0bi6noUI/AAAAAAAAEXM/b7k2ioo5tbo/s400/Easter%2B11%2B080.JPG" /></a> <br /><div></div><br /><div>Look at that face!! She is distraught!! </div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AtbjSDL_M0/Tbb0bRXGq1I/AAAAAAAAEXE/1sDuWgtk_wE/s1600/Easter%2B11%2B085.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599931936035744594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2AtbjSDL_M0/Tbb0bRXGq1I/AAAAAAAAEXE/1sDuWgtk_wE/s400/Easter%2B11%2B085.JPG" /></a><br />We also went to our neighborhood Easter egg hunt too. I didn't get any pictures of that, here is why...</div><br /><div>It all start that Saturday morning, bright and early. Rory rolled over and asked what we were going to do that day, since normally we are celebrating Easter in Moab. He was a little bored I think. I told him I wasn't sure but something fun. Then he said "Have you ever been to a Easter egg hunt?? A real one, not in our <em>backyard</em> but city one with lots of people???". NO. I had not, nor did I have any desire. But he insisted, no he pretty much said "Get up, get dressed, we're going". He used words like <em>EXCITING, FUN, THE KIDS WILL LOVE IT!!! </em>So I did as I was told and we got all dressed up and headed out to the park. We got there and immediately I was getting yelled at by random people to RUN!! Apparently I had parked at the wrong end of the park and we had a waaaaaayyyyysss to run. I should have noticed all the other vehicles lined up and down every street but I got caught up in the "excitement"... yeah right. We get there just in time for them to start the count down 5. 4. 3. 2. 1!!!! And I tell the kids, in calm, quiet voice "Ok, go get your eggs". Only to be shoved out of the way by some overweight WOMAN screaming at the top of her lungs "GET THE EGGS!! GRAB EM AND RUN!!! It was a friggin nightmare!! Parents just started screaming at their children and running like maniacs, all on guard and in an almost protective mode?! It was insane!! I had this picture in my head of my kids running (in slow motion actually) with their cute little baskets, collecting all the colorful little eggs and opening them to see what little surprises they would get. NOT at ALL how this was happening. Immediately my kids were lost in a sea of screaming adults and crying children, luckily I had Ava and I clutched her in my arms with all my strength. I was running through, trying my hardest to find my babies and all I could see were giant butt cracks in my face! EVERYWHERE!! Butt cracks of all the parents bent over collecting all the eggs!!! I couldn't believe it!! I think I was actually screaming in fear come to think of it. Then it was over and it cleared out as fast as it all had started. Finally I found my children, all upset, disappointed, terrified, scarred for life. Rori Ana was just standing there, lost, holding a tootsie roll, Chanel managed to find one lousy plastic egg with a twizzler inside and a half of a plastic egg that was BROKEN and James had about 3 eggs and the first thing out of his mouth was <em>"Some big old LADY came and GRABBED an EGG right out of my HANDS MOM!!!</em> He was pretty mad. I was traumatized. We didn't even dare to set Ava down on the ground. Chanel was confused and Rori Ana was in shock. And Rory, poor Rory, he was sooo disappointed. He kept apologizing for putting us through such hell. All he could say was how it was nothing like that when he was little and he couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. I felt bad because I could see it had ruined all of his sweet little childhood memories he had. Then we sat in traffic for about half an hour trying to get out of that horrible place, trying to put what just happened behind us. Needless to say, we will NEVER, EVER go to another one of those things again. Ever. </div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Royce'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11215869685406752049noreply@blogger.com2