tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83402612540560898402024-03-14T03:59:46.461-07:00The 6 WadleysKaySea, Mike, Bryce, Mitchel, Klaralyn, and BABYKaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-45790347604797979342011-09-15T07:34:00.000-07:002011-09-15T09:50:50.122-07:00Getting a little Antsy!!<div align="center">I am feeling a little antsy for this baby to get here. I want to do so many things but I physically can't. It is pretty much impossible for my to actually pick something off the floor. Which means I am not a nice mom to the kids because I am constantly asking them to pick things up for me. It doesn't help that Klara has been obsessed with all things small and many of them. She loves to play with them or put them into purses and dump them out. I am sorry but I am not a fan of this. I try to be understanding but it really drives me bonkers when there are Klara piles all over the house. The need to clean is getting really strong. Not only for baby but for family coming into town. I am so thankful that they are able to come and help out while I try to recover quickly. I am a bit nervous about the recovery. I know it will pass but the pain just seems so intense for so long to me. My nerves are getting to me so I should probably just clean and not think about it. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvwqmA3BSg3zwpcjYhDGB05YUDf7wSc39H4a4h1iwTkfrzysF6dQlsokE-wHyPzV-YvvMA09hACWscRvxR-CiMECFTxFRa5xlSnO1Unq_MGkY12HuXNL3_t8wKlOHNA-KsFi2FXgMosdiH/s1600/august%252Csept+037.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652617502596393954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvwqmA3BSg3zwpcjYhDGB05YUDf7wSc39H4a4h1iwTkfrzysF6dQlsokE-wHyPzV-YvvMA09hACWscRvxR-CiMECFTxFRa5xlSnO1Unq_MGkY12HuXNL3_t8wKlOHNA-KsFi2FXgMosdiH/s320/august%252Csept+037.JPG" /></a><br />This was taken on Monday. I am 38 weeks and so ready. Again no head shots, don't worry it is me and you are not missing anything. It was also taken after 9pm because we had to fix a bookcase that was a little to wobbly with cookbooks. You know me and those cookbooks, I love them. Mike wanted to toss a few and of course I declined. We fixed it as best we could and then I thought why not take a picture of my belly. If you were wondering about the bright blue shirt...it is Mike's and it FITS. It is a Florida Gator shirt too by the way.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaIJ6wWzEv67YWV33RNsECLjBWjRIUvka37DAh5pau9eaUtSD_xwsU29cFw0ZjgekijgLTu6dclg6hrqdGMQoElQyEdlI3biKp0f1Nv6pQ1FDcG7Tonsxl3Lf4JcaWPKzt9aSTX2Mgb7T/s1600/august%252Csept+036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652617342586940930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHaIJ6wWzEv67YWV33RNsECLjBWjRIUvka37DAh5pau9eaUtSD_xwsU29cFw0ZjgekijgLTu6dclg6hrqdGMQoElQyEdlI3biKp0f1Nv6pQ1FDcG7Tonsxl3Lf4JcaWPKzt9aSTX2Mgb7T/s320/august%252Csept+036.JPG" /></a> Mike's mom and I went shopping at some quilt stores in St. George and found these really cute burp rags and blankets. They had already been stitched on the edges so all I needed to do was crochet the edges. Well we went a little overboard I think. I love them all but it was very time consuming and fun at the same time.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdHpCFf7b6qFl2FEmFfJq1L1VyY8BR9Cj1yTYsFRSe-mvrM_HIBd9AxcN0MkNU-re2C7Z0g2HHs_w5y3W4lxKv-fVIqPxeZedAmojpQoxO7cnaTsrMfC6lUOQBzZcbVAz62Kjh2IcC2F8/s1600/august%252Csept+035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652617336784659314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIdHpCFf7b6qFl2FEmFfJq1L1VyY8BR9Cj1yTYsFRSe-mvrM_HIBd9AxcN0MkNU-re2C7Z0g2HHs_w5y3W4lxKv-fVIqPxeZedAmojpQoxO7cnaTsrMfC6lUOQBzZcbVAz62Kjh2IcC2F8/s320/august%252Csept+035.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEz7f1EcTxFaOe0oEuA1nvixEse5s9Va3vG-ZGx2T4eC2lKLflvIaOsHqKDVArk15kKhxv89ZD_9z1NbilR_i6EjsMD23jE14jHqlmqyVaxXa_Jujcuvdkq27EZe82inhIXniHLBgga5JZ/s1600/august%252Csept+034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652617330675919266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEz7f1EcTxFaOe0oEuA1nvixEse5s9Va3vG-ZGx2T4eC2lKLflvIaOsHqKDVArk15kKhxv89ZD_9z1NbilR_i6EjsMD23jE14jHqlmqyVaxXa_Jujcuvdkq27EZe82inhIXniHLBgga5JZ/s320/august%252Csept+034.JPG" /></a><br />I ended up with two of these by chance. So adorable!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpMcYeLqRMI6409Hed6W5sSs8AXbS-TWzfMDYjVKWs6GTQQfYhnb3D6qs-b5-R6fRkvE1oXTo0BJxU_HeJ3fCh_TlqwdExephBqOXM1zjeUHjIIN1GZkrFaJYT7xIlYsLMPexLrRHO5n6r/s1600/august%252Csept+031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652616423230864450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpMcYeLqRMI6409Hed6W5sSs8AXbS-TWzfMDYjVKWs6GTQQfYhnb3D6qs-b5-R6fRkvE1oXTo0BJxU_HeJ3fCh_TlqwdExephBqOXM1zjeUHjIIN1GZkrFaJYT7xIlYsLMPexLrRHO5n6r/s320/august%252Csept+031.JPG" /></a><br />I fell in love with the whales first. Just couldn't pass it up!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_nhWB2wODOTArTBdWXs0mbWrQyBycQvJOCU57VRCEf2pXbyxOnvziWGTOLiWorINIlpQYBWOh1zbvozWE_QDaBe19s0TYfCBMdM8D44ZUTQSN7LD0x8BTXQb-jja2p-uqhSfUi7ADj2K/s1600/august%252Csept+033.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652616419308141362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_nhWB2wODOTArTBdWXs0mbWrQyBycQvJOCU57VRCEf2pXbyxOnvziWGTOLiWorINIlpQYBWOh1zbvozWE_QDaBe19s0TYfCBMdM8D44ZUTQSN7LD0x8BTXQb-jja2p-uqhSfUi7ADj2K/s320/august%252Csept+033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpaxMb-fSY9cnLF6XRJDmuNj4G8DrpajavHwonnJRHU9c9rydfZyQH1-HQrfVmwMxvmEVIi4M4tCFEKdACeuUYB2dyJIoGjJ0Kbgxi09Pmi6tMtM4cDYG7Z9Hmkgw2LgygeyhbeAattihr/s1600/august%252Csept+032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652616058991312114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpaxMb-fSY9cnLF6XRJDmuNj4G8DrpajavHwonnJRHU9c9rydfZyQH1-HQrfVmwMxvmEVIi4M4tCFEKdACeuUYB2dyJIoGjJ0Kbgxi09Pmi6tMtM4cDYG7Z9Hmkgw2LgygeyhbeAattihr/s320/august%252Csept+032.JPG" /></a> This one is so cute too. It says "I am a child of God" in all sorts of different languages. Love it!!!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I am so ready for him to get here so I can see him and hold him!!! It will be soon. 3 more days!!!! Monday is the day!!</div></div></div></div><br /></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-37114283647618069932011-08-29T17:17:00.000-07:002011-08-29T17:36:32.508-07:001st day of School<div align="center">Here is Bryce going to 4th grade and Mitchel starting his very first day of Kindergarten!! We are so proud of our two boys. It is a little sad sending them off but I know they will do great this year. Mitchel was very excited to go today and it was about 7:30 am and he was wondering why we weren't leaving. He was all ready to go and just waiting for the time to tick by. They both had a great day, besides the heat. Klara on the other hand had a trouble being nice this morning but it is an on and off button with her lately. Still love her and find it fun to take sad pictures of her.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gcr1kOGEoen6ZSjD5VtsqzrlqTDW9QxpGV3QPsxh-om4vMGYBIAehw-X1lw_tIyePHyQ76y_N-HNBHPjC4NCkkjsy4us9EEQZU5rKpoxFjvXk1XctYbImQ41VozywOJ9XhSpSHq7Ys13/s1600/august+092.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646438911770630018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2gcr1kOGEoen6ZSjD5VtsqzrlqTDW9QxpGV3QPsxh-om4vMGYBIAehw-X1lw_tIyePHyQ76y_N-HNBHPjC4NCkkjsy4us9EEQZU5rKpoxFjvXk1XctYbImQ41VozywOJ9XhSpSHq7Ys13/s320/august+092.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmTUYMahyphenhyphenZPtdDZeymRr6L4pmk4PfnLyKUiEKe3-1T6VU4mLt8Sj-u56KIrhjqUMKv9PIDG-CeNa6NXQMWuNmGozjsdTBul0EugL5e2pnd4K-bgdvYc5nv35x4HTLkcNFlEZ0OT0tOHjR/s1600/august+094.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646438903038715586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjmTUYMahyphenhyphenZPtdDZeymRr6L4pmk4PfnLyKUiEKe3-1T6VU4mLt8Sj-u56KIrhjqUMKv9PIDG-CeNa6NXQMWuNmGozjsdTBul0EugL5e2pnd4K-bgdvYc5nv35x4HTLkcNFlEZ0OT0tOHjR/s320/august+094.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHGIZNhdz3i80w5SAlI933aJJNwTE9Tex-Sh0b4yQ_l78WhevISAoODA-ykkNN_HiKNBM2SKEwDEXhC2YEp6ZMxnix7amS2Tq6_zaU6z-JUC8iAQ0OoCHuFKwgGUNEwGHyPY9bwkANG8-/s1600/august+095.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646438904219800818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHGIZNhdz3i80w5SAlI933aJJNwTE9Tex-Sh0b4yQ_l78WhevISAoODA-ykkNN_HiKNBM2SKEwDEXhC2YEp6ZMxnix7amS2Tq6_zaU6z-JUC8iAQ0OoCHuFKwgGUNEwGHyPY9bwkANG8-/s320/august+095.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4EAYFITBuNVNTv2h28KORFGErJ7lyZMsM01dSgbNeHm80myaK3Yy4VkLdG_Jr6sMIVbd63OE9Vdsi2B9vvOd4wqeVtW7Jgf_MdC75NvzTje0AvErPyqRb-_glj8PgC_q1QMNSipssVk3/s1600/august+098.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646438894432817122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ4EAYFITBuNVNTv2h28KORFGErJ7lyZMsM01dSgbNeHm80myaK3Yy4VkLdG_Jr6sMIVbd63OE9Vdsi2B9vvOd4wqeVtW7Jgf_MdC75NvzTje0AvErPyqRb-_glj8PgC_q1QMNSipssVk3/s320/august+098.JPG" /></a>
<br />KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-37726643473122467292011-08-20T10:18:00.000-07:002011-08-29T17:17:26.796-07:00Aunt Sara and Cousins HERE<div align="center">My sister and her kids came to visit 2 times!! Well she was on her way to see our mom in CA and thought it would be fun to stop on the way there and on the way home!! It was so much fun having all these cousins together. They played so well together and swam of course. It was a gathering of Lauryn, Paige, Andy, and Bryce in one area of the house. Then Ryan and Mitchel were attached in another area of the house. Then Lizzy and Klara were just playing with girl stuff and little objects and lastly there was Max hanging out or napping. Sara and I got to catch up and visit. It was so great!! We miss them already and wish they could have stayed longer or that we lived close so we could see each other more. </div>
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<br /><div align="center">The pictures are not in any order, just put them on cause the kids are soooo cute.</div>
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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646432909572930994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCHRVmdyFDLg8VOaPj8py8Wa6l2mvs_Hl05TEq_kphnpL6xKPt1yLhKCTxuVxWWXyA_tIPoWJL6ruV5d2NTqC44-ZgFnSl-7vCtaQ99hIA4zlwucvSw7binEqeKsKTFI6aOacN3o5DCWy/s320/august+028.JPG" /></a></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-24590638760066399852011-08-10T10:10:00.000-07:002011-08-10T10:20:27.775-07:00Some Little Things<div align="center">Since it is summer and I am preggo. I have some extra time on my hands. I have been working on making the new baby some blankets. I finished some and have two more to finish. This is one. His room is actually blue and brown but I could not pass up these cute monkeys. I just love them.</div>
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAyFfxE0sGD7GPmQeWqccMOJvxBTTMlcNLfqruWG3-bjO49w0KTePIcmPLz2RCkHHW5MONTXR0CQDcTMBBsn-tL51AIORz3noVri7R7A2CZOpPZKyFxMwQfMjbucMs8G7g8c0E16JM2vT/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639276447440015250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEAyFfxE0sGD7GPmQeWqccMOJvxBTTMlcNLfqruWG3-bjO49w0KTePIcmPLz2RCkHHW5MONTXR0CQDcTMBBsn-tL51AIORz3noVri7R7A2CZOpPZKyFxMwQfMjbucMs8G7g8c0E16JM2vT/s320/001.JPG" /></a> This past Sunday I made some brownies for after dinner and the kids always want to LICK the bowl. Well I have a big kid when it comes to that as you can see. Klara is guarding here bowl and won't let anyone else have any. I guess he taught her right. If you get the bowl, take it and run. Mike does complain that I use the spatula too well because there is not much left when I put it in the pan to bake. I personally like them cooked than raw. I guess it depends on my mood too.
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<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdK359kPY-LZeePpS5fyaQ9O5TKSpMymU3_2FveUlf7AVjpa7TCM07k8QHJZQhaBDhWl-o60MeeSwANZgPN48cavm-hXicD611khyFcMdLWIBCGq8pHf7npGQonfRNRLdKvRnYnKOJpXXG/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639276440137286178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdK359kPY-LZeePpS5fyaQ9O5TKSpMymU3_2FveUlf7AVjpa7TCM07k8QHJZQhaBDhWl-o60MeeSwANZgPN48cavm-hXicD611khyFcMdLWIBCGq8pHf7npGQonfRNRLdKvRnYnKOJpXXG/s320/002.JPG" /></a></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-88822760870161254422011-08-05T12:08:00.001-07:002011-08-05T12:11:41.885-07:00The Date<div align="center">Finally I know the date when the baby will be here!!! I was hoping they would schedule it at my appointment yesterday. I have really gotten used to c-sections I guess. I really do enjoy the planning. It is not the best recovery but at least I know I have people here to help me. First week will be my mom and Mike and then the second week will be my dad and step mom. So excited to see Him and all the family!!! He will be arriving sometime on September 19th. I am so ready!!! </div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-2723932624184425842011-08-01T16:41:00.000-07:002011-08-01T17:22:40.909-07:00Our Summer of Boo BoosWarning...some gross pictures!!<br /><br />A couple of weeks ago we went to visit Granny and Papaw in California. Klara was sleeping and fell out of bed. There is really nothing for her to hit but the railing of the bed which means that she slid of the bed we are guessing. Well she got a cut right between her eyes. Why couldn't it have been and where else? Anyway it was more like a gash so we butterflied it and have been tending to it sense. Still not healed all the way, well I guess she is but I was hoping no scar.<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636040995703606034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFLQWDl_quw9BxOQmAivKuRNiPIandbNPSgUKUbnkHVkbQ0-FN7N9o4UAVpYs-MJUDFGHG7I-VOVFR7-kCCSrTNvOR9MbwJtBO_4T0nogqQ39DGLsLu8QavfhaAnK1TA7OvUHVPskjSTE/s320/july+and+august+045.JPG" /> This past week Bryce went hiking with a friend and fell and got a lot of boo boos. He was so great by not crying and getting all upset about it. They look much better now, a week later. He still has a hard time walking but I think that has to do with fear of bending his leg and braking open the wound. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636041001629258642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPB8GDy_1PZPcKbF8jHtyvI22kRhFg8YvplNUaYfxq1UmEsDNTZX-IsLS3LJjSGOpU1LFKEbyAZyFCFXLxlA6s2poxrnhYC2PSryG_LH2vLZ6OAA8IgbbYEXjsOAb2JBu33qxPUfKoiiNv/s320/july+and+august+037.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636041007408397154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQZWBGV8nQF2zvND9MvbqxYUWhvRaAWDElKd-u0HapnWRJ_UWkzsSrwZITwYWcZXMEVICDZAxmjsh2ZdTeKIT1NJR0rSmg-eqYQcMIFh4jIBzsn6c-viL-1sDHCvFwAffFSu7amD-p0cTw/s320/july+and+august+036.JPG" /> This past weekend Mitchel was being very helpful and bringing something out to us outside. He went to close the sliding glass door and his index finger was not in the right place, smash. Oh the wailing and the crying and the screaming in pain. Out of all three he was the worst at taking the pain. It was so sad and actually hard for me to bandage him up. After some consoling and bribing he finally let me look at it and bandage it up. it does not look good but I am sure he will survive. :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636043306250491570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD2VQObAkX6G05_V7khLKl81FfMozVMoqaASLFP_2zz0ZJyEmn41jp9Dmsipb5mGLjX8KAgvIlt9qwIZeIvcP2CQMXBzXMCzfOd68dN5cIZoXCKreoNHYjmt_epHfwDQ5pI1RFHdCYdros/s320/july+and+august+040.JPG" /></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636040989337620562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-DfB_st81E9UGGRwsFtheIFMQWpDQUeLe3i0b79IB5GxYxtKKzuN_Vxcq-CoOQ_ennBdnnKUPAZzLUvzzvGBq88fnYlP5814EqfhjBRg7Na0EcBRmY27pSJWEBfh5wZB9eWhNaRld7uca/s320/july+and+august+042.JPG" /></div><br /><div>I am hoping the kids will not get hurt anymore. Or can we at least wait till Summer is over?</div></div></div></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-10701982742495588732011-07-07T08:50:00.001-07:002011-07-07T08:54:03.517-07:00A little over 7 months!!!!!!<div align="center"><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Almost there.</strong> I am not sure on the weeks. I have somewhat been keeping track. I am just ready to know the date of the c-section. Then I will count down the weeks, days, or hours!!! We are still not prepared all the way yet but we did get the boy totes out of the garage and we did finally come up with a name, I think.</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzI9SzqKoGcY5NvE21Avs_YoRBUsfPEJ89pGOlnaksplHlToLkHkvgevt7ccXdrWiHW9mmCP9E0G7TPMbxY1DIWgjOw_71luO4xA1HGVCQtSeI3-GHmmbEDHatbzCzYiwrGV0HRAQWX-1M/s1600/080.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626638498222745906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzI9SzqKoGcY5NvE21Avs_YoRBUsfPEJ89pGOlnaksplHlToLkHkvgevt7ccXdrWiHW9mmCP9E0G7TPMbxY1DIWgjOw_71luO4xA1HGVCQtSeI3-GHmmbEDHatbzCzYiwrGV0HRAQWX-1M/s200/080.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-55369740774469074482011-07-07T08:45:00.001-07:002011-07-07T08:49:48.822-07:00Happy Father's Day<div align="center">Happy late Father's day to all the Dads out there. We had a great one. Family came into town and I got to go shopping. And the big boys got to go play Golf. They were gone for forever on Saturday. It was fine with me since I had some company. We made a yummy dinner on Sunday and then our company had to leave. I was feeling a little bad that they had to leave because I later made this Fruit Tart and they missed out. Oh my goodness it was so good. Bryce and Mike had seconds. I will have to make this again. Happy Father's Day again.</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwz-RnWYT4WFfJhjyve7K1rtUxkazjEGTLdtfD001m0ERw4Xr6v-h2tCuj70Yq3amVTVuUZMC_JxJduRI0W6B2XE5glztObt9X7jUhyphenhyphenCn2yMu5ZvzXr_ECfe7mfQsJh6IloxKb7zBB175-/s1600/067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626637176158990754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwz-RnWYT4WFfJhjyve7K1rtUxkazjEGTLdtfD001m0ERw4Xr6v-h2tCuj70Yq3amVTVuUZMC_JxJduRI0W6B2XE5glztObt9X7jUhyphenhyphenCn2yMu5ZvzXr_ECfe7mfQsJh6IloxKb7zBB175-/s200/067.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-3253498724682006292011-07-06T18:06:00.000-07:002011-07-07T08:57:37.163-07:00Happy Birthday!!!<div align="center">Happy 9th Birthday Bryce!!!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuNn6BsVgmc590UajTX6pIv2zMcoBSJTnk8yhP2jld5Sxi1hHDXU4xAnsQ7ItLjysmGnLfs60TLxybRWqvQcn5I7wSNAMckMylhSQkOzaow6p2JrkP4kSkI3jejebs612qljvmYcOzzozZ/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626413194337764386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuNn6BsVgmc590UajTX6pIv2zMcoBSJTnk8yhP2jld5Sxi1hHDXU4xAnsQ7ItLjysmGnLfs60TLxybRWqvQcn5I7wSNAMckMylhSQkOzaow6p2JrkP4kSkI3jejebs612qljvmYcOzzozZ/s200/007.JPG" /></a> He was able to have a few friends over to swim and they had a blast.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfbXk_5L8nt7sbhzxHUYhrkWjsmGy_5w3dckA-VAhEinizzl1rfzgqtirSiaoiKxLXa1lGr_UEUEJQ-77U3c3PgRJUi9QIic0gK6QT6_fqb6AHuUdsZnPUyHDen_yVdQZGX4ZBtRuCdNuW/s1600/021.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626413187238293970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfbXk_5L8nt7sbhzxHUYhrkWjsmGy_5w3dckA-VAhEinizzl1rfzgqtirSiaoiKxLXa1lGr_UEUEJQ-77U3c3PgRJUi9QIic0gK6QT6_fqb6AHuUdsZnPUyHDen_yVdQZGX4ZBtRuCdNuW/s200/021.JPG" /></a><br />I have been told by Bryce that he does not like cake. He had a bad incident around Christmas time with cake. So for here on out it is cookie cake time. These are actually my favorite. I could eat them for every birthday.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH7w0iwunCJqXFu2W_m1Pa2NXd9QBRtpLTdSCO0ginE0HNZmdtTtCkUmUOEqH4MowRb_ylWkSxnArXnSsXct5p31IspzpMvvQYkMoqPnV7zd_TrvYQMZJR8sf72n6aR0u7-I2isqC6nz6g/s1600/022.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626413182474001954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH7w0iwunCJqXFu2W_m1Pa2NXd9QBRtpLTdSCO0ginE0HNZmdtTtCkUmUOEqH4MowRb_ylWkSxnArXnSsXct5p31IspzpMvvQYkMoqPnV7zd_TrvYQMZJR8sf72n6aR0u7-I2isqC6nz6g/s200/022.JPG" /></a><br />I am a little behind this was back in June. Trying to catch up.<br /><br /></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-75551030683067930572011-06-28T17:30:00.001-07:002011-06-28T17:49:22.906-07:00ThoughtsI was having a hard time finding cute boy clothes but I have found a great place to get a few things. That place is the Gap. They have a sale right now and some of the clothes at Gymboree are cute too. I just can't seem to get into the clothes Old Navy, Target, or even Walmart. The sad thing is that I don't even know what I need yet. All of our boy clothes are in the garage in totes. And they are 5-9 years old. Not sure if they will make the cut this time. We just have not had time to get them out but I am so itching to just do it myself. Probably not such a good idea.<br /><br />Also sorry no pictures of the bump let's just say that I am getting big and round. The most challenges I have had so far are walking and standing. It's not so bad it's just all the time. I find it pretty difficult to bend over and pick up all of the little things that the kids leave on the floors. I know I should just ask them to do it but I get impatient and get tired of having to repeat my myself so I end up on the floor. It is also pretty difficult to skim the pool. Not my favorite thing but I always imagine myself slipping and falling in. That would just be great. But I am sure the kids look at me strange as I do this and think, "why is she doing this and she looks really strange." Just the grunts may scare them too. I know I should not complain about this but it is a chore that needs to be done and I am the only one who can do it when Mike is not around. The other challenging thing is going to the gym. I know it is good for me to go. But I feel that my heart rate gets up high enough just getting ready to go. When I get there I feel like I should hold my belly in fear that it will bounce run away from me.<br /><br />Enough of my thoughts. Now a question. My blog name is going to be outdated soon. I was not thinking right when I made one up. Does anyone know if I change it that everyone else will have to change it on their blogs or will it change automatically? Also any good ideas of a new one?KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-69282461660413466752011-05-27T14:22:00.000-07:002011-05-27T14:33:19.748-07:00<div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">We found out what we are having!!! We went in on May 13th and the baby boy is doing well. Mike and Klara were there with me and Klara kept saying, "No, It's a Girl!" We have worked on that and she loves that she is getting a baby brother. The boys were a little said too but it only lasted a minute. They wanted the family to be even. Mike and I are so happy to have another boy. I reminded him that we have to buy a lot of new boy clothes. The ones we have our 6-9 years old. Yay!! for me. But I am having a hard time finding cute baby boy clothes. I am going to keep on looking!!!! </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/glitter/" target="new"><img border="0" alt="glitter graphics" src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/glitter/itsaboy/its-a-boy1.gif" /></a><br /></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-3861266320955642842011-05-05T15:11:00.000-07:002011-05-05T15:28:40.712-07:00BaBy Post<div align="center">For those that are far away, here is #4 at 19.5 weeks. I am hoping to actually take weekly or monthly pictures. I haven't ever done the picture thing before and thought it would be fun to have one of the kids documented. I may reconsider once I see how much bigger I look on photo. Already it seems that I look a lot more than 19+ weeks. </div><br /><div align="center">Next week though will be so exciting!!!! </div><br /><div align="center">The 13th we will have the big ultrasound and find out what we are having. We had thought that we would just wait till the baby was born to find out what it is but after talking to the kids we have decided we will find out. I am not sure if they would be okay with such a sudden surprise so we are going to let it grow on them.</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8N-lO48oXuHASeVHXXm4O5tc01lI6K7KGRL8ADaoZSp07TuDVFAp-lXu6IxSQ0edk-hu0t9d8ycwnGAVIyqVLbLiGwfakz84D5ZIhHcPGnJkC83TKLMgMx_L982QnU_pKXEt7sAY9VBfH/s1600/031.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603358724829496322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8N-lO48oXuHASeVHXXm4O5tc01lI6K7KGRL8ADaoZSp07TuDVFAp-lXu6IxSQ0edk-hu0t9d8ycwnGAVIyqVLbLiGwfakz84D5ZIhHcPGnJkC83TKLMgMx_L982QnU_pKXEt7sAY9VBfH/s200/031.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com314tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-30637337520075317162011-04-28T08:10:00.000-07:002011-05-04T13:07:59.981-07:00Easter (I know, I am slow)<div align="center">Dying Easter eggs in style. Well not really we didn't want the clothes to get messed up so they don't look that great. Got them all to smile. They thought it was fun and we did it in big bowls so we could fit more than one in them. It worked great and went much faster.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600654989635667234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIy1S1RucyW-kkHvoFEfGnXIslOhoFUnK93bc3JEifHETmDeYgO5mWojXNa3KvbW6eKkMI3IXDqtU8xV79sbwnNaa9WBCwo2MnyjrBm6wJrvpB2yv8Hj-Pni8L16soVEGx9DfpYW3zn-DP/s200/spring+break+044.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600654995894709330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53y2SJE4c_rUs3RVOxVEcA9JCFROO6nreZ_BTmj2EaYRJtXkf2uiUGY3SU5vDy469HkJTs7PASEzuo_pGKgclXClnIsYTiAgaVhEmY_agRJJ3pzdbblO-jNCkGo6i_FFnFBpgoeXkhMIB/s200/spring+break+045.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600654999632035138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7PSDzXKX3y5f-UEVw67uGOoYOR5kiAxuZft9yrwVpo0NM_z2LI0cxnXlfOsbltbQQxAUFJebc8UEpUPMDBAKoRUpwXRFNF7n-h_rMGCCAO3o_U96pxJN-LDN4d10nY2GeSPW9N4V0KWG/s200/spring+break+046.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">The results were even better. I found a really neat egg dying kit. They got to make little animals on it and great felt stickers and I put their names on them. </div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwE_D37F7LNojs-NtiP6zDQrB4kJw3TtnZ8RRB9t0bH9khXQqa4kPX9UNd7lsKuxpt1_W5hN-DtZ7_RbpDo0qOgQwnyNyHOYpZTH5m1KH1QjLQJyUFEVNa1MW19wJoeF5dFHE2b2z7Fq_K/s1600/spring+break+047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600655007716035234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwE_D37F7LNojs-NtiP6zDQrB4kJw3TtnZ8RRB9t0bH9khXQqa4kPX9UNd7lsKuxpt1_W5hN-DtZ7_RbpDo0qOgQwnyNyHOYpZTH5m1KH1QjLQJyUFEVNa1MW19wJoeF5dFHE2b2z7Fq_K/s200/spring+break+047.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">After we dyed the eggs we went off to the Bass Pro Shop. I know it sounds weird but we heard that they were having an Easter egg hunt. It was pretty crowded.</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600659389870953266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKuftRvJD_nQkCiKYi9Kxu1M2Y0cuKYExw-YPO4m_SslV0L0f2pL-jgBnIHyrRXhV0EnXDFSUi7OhmJXqeo3NoLn-YgpMbDH2rDZ8oF2XIY3YnpiY5uyth_o9TuWukPMNS3DdtjLl9YbA/s200/spring+break+070.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">The kids were able to go find 5 eggs and each egg had to be in a different department. It was not easy finding them. Mike and I would find one and tell them where it was. We ended up getting more from the front of the store. They were not filled so we had to stand in line to get the candy. </div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600659381694154034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjfl8UieDnKFVPL_kTB6SJsv7ZA4oQzNuN3YhwX7LD2gzvaEj2mlv4OXmtTNDefSFnRryrsGxhbE1K09BlDDswRsEHoW_yqLjvoUdAYBwswX4YopdFV3SeMJ1OA0VLL7qQf2om1Rl8-li/s200/spring+break+071.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600659375990528178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3kosd37PzMm_2aBMEhHjb-8vtBq19K9-WaWdgfHiBkeUOvh-JJsfN7V-EqPe16FwcNNUG-T4k32zZc0C8L6JBhKloI4z_VNwgyNmjlu-7kOjC-QzsZk8I1qKD8Sy1djf1dAgR6iMUFUto/s200/spring+break+073.JPG" /><br /><br /><div align="center">After that line it was off to another line. The kids played and looked at the boats while we stood in line. I was so ready to sit but there was really no where to sit. I ended up getting in a boat for a bit and sitting. It was very nice.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600659372570091826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk3KlxfdivqXV_uLBQL14fllvP7bdF3OYdKZsrrprgmwIWNdDqn32R0GCJ33GnxqRxAXGaOvUK3LI4sQJSOZEs_nbqHBp_v0ekqZnWLDrlj-mshGuP_Y2Hp4SXRTMuSSfEgoPqeqZnTXRB/s200/spring+break+076.JPG" /> The results were amazing!!!! They took one shot and got them all looking at the camera and smiling. So happy with our free picture and the fun the kids had. Happy Easter!!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602952979416118386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtNnein_A9aOmWsUaRZK85GSWVtJg49rosQsLWWjE7hkBa7vgBmiVCV9rJxGup5qsMch-GjNf-UmXp4GJ6jHEmq9ti1NoQuvG3ekDe0-vvgLPj81nIE1krmtW47r57q97gcKbhKsMYTds/s200/spring+break+084.JPG" />KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-14058867086564420352011-04-25T21:16:00.000-07:002011-04-25T21:25:12.859-07:00How??<div align="center">I am feeling so overwhelmed with all the things I want to teach my children. Tonight was the first time Bryce has really spoken out about his concerns with school. He told us he is unhappy. We asked why and his answer was it is too loud at school. The kids in class will not stop talking. There are also missing basketballs at recess and that upsets him. It upsets him when he is good and the teacher does not notice and doesn't give him credit for being good. He went on and on tonight. It seemed that we need to do a lot more explaining and he to us. I feel that it is hard to get him to talk about his feeling though and I really had to ask and ask over and over tonight. I just wanted to know. He was so upset he didn't even want to eat. This is so unlike him. He is the child garbage disposal so we knew something was up.<br /></div><br /><div align="center">We ended the night with family home evening and he started to come around to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">himself</span> then. But I was again feeling like we could have talked all night about all the things that they need to know. They had so many questions that I wanted to answer but then there came a time where it was just time to go to bed. I hope that we raise our kids right or the best that we can. I hope they can choose right from wrong and be able to stand up for themselves. I just feel that there is more that I can or should be doing, but how?</div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-46170318923995513062011-04-25T15:26:00.001-07:002011-04-25T16:28:36.452-07:00Spring Break<div align="center">First of all I do NOT like loading pictures on here. It seems like it takes forever. These are our chains that we made. Just looking at them makes it seem like summer is forever away. </div><br /><div align="center">Uggg!</div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599652002506984610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSw9HwpwJZv899B9ctFObZITo-0IMb4jU1F2wIUlYk-ZLiTi2Er3BfXZjGK8W8rZ6w-b-G37rIviqi9CcLvtAmSkwqw4CmKmH6fvwuZm8BpCoN-FB6AHSueZkwFAA7kJQcu2qhk7pONq3P/s200/spring+break+001.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">The kids are crazy!! It is really cold in the pool and they thought it was great so we let them swim. </div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599652004419493570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmhHtjXt_Kc1OrZ8wMresRz1XtlmoCXxwMki8vempNUfitU-8gu0QKT7kkrct5x3VsBAdNh6LLvMKgaRideQpvuyEDa2ZN7vl_odPi8vAg3MAxJBdfcuNItcM-vGkYRFsQGUjNNgEyX7B/s200/spring+break+003.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599652009201151794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFLjz6HrKjCe_ebY5qDuWrQe23hYZOrucoTOBJ46_Cgdszr-0XBDrF8wB921TkCjxyhrrQhIpqKVQO4Ku1Y4qiygupDnleVkJNbMSfwIJzLq6VHlDPYApuvSB8qziEYqL-HJ2eVymlfTm/s200/spring+break+004.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599652015894406674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx49uGOrO3bnNhCcsR8fyk6iPTX5iZ6tDmS-mNF_00lsVmu5_cq-ImQJEMqXUpLWVWQgwuTSPEP_Vr2wRuRGMjFFmBUEvJy_O1LxSSvkyg4qxOx_bsE4_o7tfhk6aA8djagDsjM-yJnjXV/s200/spring+break+005.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Had to put in another picture of Klara. She was so cute in her new swimsuit.</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599652022073063538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdPikltXgfgUUInX3ZVLZyT7uR1V7Ub3SfDhHpMisOfZcCNQli1G9TeIGJHGlGtKZ3NidISB0Lza4yceRTq9-LjDb1pEnlolqPy9EbqWBMMLmEymKuOTN8M5qZ-FXyco3aM10YrzeXIxGU/s200/spring+break+086.JPG" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">We took the kids to the Drive-Ins to see Rio. They has so much fun. The movie was so cute too. It was a little windy there so I could have done without that. We brought some blankets and it worked. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599658686993438482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWlbTsXC3J0nm6v0qBxUBL0P6tsrG4h_mDzsfR3cOZ_EXMnDnMV5sIJqOetwsg9teeW_CUZxw60kJDKUjLq8qJ_kmIRbH0FdvXom4kKKJa2FRBEFGD-F-m2dqjM_qj1Kr630zWtY6seLzo/s200/spring+break+019.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599658692641334514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPSV5-lZHPmrhmo5PbLF4LZ-FTLMjfXCM4C4IM3LrSCB4R3tvjAwhtOXiLzZgX2A-eq4khbkeUxrLjTLNpeYwq97fb8RL0mJSGXFBdAu9UKTmjyjj4-2l9KGfgcHdWnGOrGtjhKA50W5qu/s200/spring+break+021.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599659032520375250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsd4LsC9tmEOrrUXm5Q875P1OvGXTldTU8y1f9YFHcWczYlyf3VISImDIyMZLDk6ZB796K_J3kFXK1d6K7d5mEeMRhYMEaEkftcSy7-9fXQpWxv7oXxPrqm9P2aFD_ZBkplW4QcHSk1-Zb/s200/spring+break+022.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599659038451805090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3aevgkmBTyVNddJMOiTw3rECEPvA1cZK5n-hHHi4x133vrjCXYA8Z07uEp3_9HsqCi2qDrA1vhHxjXzV6k6lcwE-KdHzDmaRqZmhxp6t0SE8hP3nsW1uiDTblXx3o8d92Z8ePyptOy-ja/s200/spring+break+028.JPG" />Crazy pictures. I would have put in more but it just takes so long. The movie had been delayed because it wasn't dark enough so we were being silly.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62VhrG8zBUREUHWon7yYNIo9p5SDumPTDa1SfwVrsePF-_bg6pvc3Dr9kX3oh8j2YotFinEdqIsYMQIFuY-xV9IQbQCYrTWX-e-rulUGKwf5qVnpGZH_h16jP0mRT7ku_yPTO6N0TP22X/s1600/spring+break+032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599659612690225170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62VhrG8zBUREUHWon7yYNIo9p5SDumPTDa1SfwVrsePF-_bg6pvc3Dr9kX3oh8j2YotFinEdqIsYMQIFuY-xV9IQbQCYrTWX-e-rulUGKwf5qVnpGZH_h16jP0mRT7ku_yPTO6N0TP22X/s200/spring+break+032.JPG" /></a><br />The next day we took the kids to Primm to ride on the rides for free. They had so much fun here too. I couldn't go on any of them but I got to SHOP. Found some amazing deals at Old Navy out there. The whole store was 40% off. It was great.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599659616558298802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLp-fUHVDbddDD3bMifPLLB0li-M1somPklmxQyy2hfSOLbFoYiU-iSADF-zjyXPgfbUR-t99ZABcgMeQ3vL-qIKjTPG-QL1N4CFGB4HOCwC4fhyWCv3MtFL-EuPjf6ffNrtVtaV38Z16F/s200/spring+break+036.JPG" />We had a great time but I wish it were longer. Today was hard going back to school. Not for the kids though, just me!!<br /></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-17477872723248696192011-04-21T10:48:00.000-07:002011-04-21T11:03:09.909-07:00I am BACKSpring Break is here and we are not doing anything exciting. I know it is great. I love it. The kids not so much. This is our week...<br /><br />Monday...<br />Made chains to count down the last day of school and when we find out what the baby is.<br /><br />Tuesday...<br />Went to see the movie Hop. The kids loved it. It was also great because I got to get a large drink to share for one dollar, Awesome.<br /><br />Wednesday...<br />Real exciting here---we cleaned the toy room and all the kids rooms. Yes I know I am so creative. Then we went to play at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">McDonald's</span>. Then they got in the freezing pool. Nice!<br /><br />Thursday...<br />Going to the park. Going to get the kids free dinner at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">IHOP</span> and then taking them to the Drive-ins to see Rio.<br /><br />Friday...<br />Going to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Primm</span> to let the kids ride the rides for free while I go Shopping. Fun for me!!!<br /><br />Saturday...<br />Dying <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Easter</span> eggs then going to the Easter Egg Hunt at the Bass Pro Shop. Free by the way and you get a free picture with the Easter bunny. Thanks for letting me know about it Kellie!!<br /><br />Sunday...<br />Church and Easter!!!!<br /><br />Monday...<br />Blah Blah Blah..... back to School. 32 more days for Bryce till Summer and 14 for Mitchel.<br /><br />Pictures will appear later.KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-21040647901196214502009-10-04T13:01:00.001-07:002009-10-05T16:28:37.993-07:00Trip to Zion<div><div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388851599193464002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPitlDs9Ag3bsJLrig4UoiuxBBmLpudxpf-1bQG5Ouc6M6uKjvqiq7EsRc1hL6JJQVsmd5VNFrgCXuN519nPA708X2OHqLSleXzgIQsawx9KBMppmzMRhLvwx9gHl5OMAgGy3Ac9KCNTds/s200/100_8558.JPG" border="0" />We came to Zion to go camping two weekends ago. Well we also came so I could massage some friends that were scrap booking at the Lodge in the next picture. We got up and out of the house at five in morning. The kids were all wide awake and ready to go. We got to the park and to our surprise it was National Parks day so it was free to get in. Normally it is $25. That was great. Got inside the camp grounds and got a campsite right next to the bathrooms. Another great thing with kids. We set up the tent and were off again. Mike took me up to lodge to do the massages. It takes about 45 minutes to get there from the campsite. It is so worth it though, the drive is beautiful.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxXeitm37Ar9NoIVZ_tkrppH-ZWnbAtQmtleXf8531DujB3U7vBqTaPU3qpwVchAlRuVtDOyfzHtiLrW6KkHgZPu9byOYgQ4OHzqtoxEeiO1fPnl2PT5Nswc2mEsJ6iGv7XU9wZYrzInk/s1600-h/100_8602.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388854226729561666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdxXeitm37Ar9NoIVZ_tkrppH-ZWnbAtQmtleXf8531DujB3U7vBqTaPU3qpwVchAlRuVtDOyfzHtiLrW6KkHgZPu9byOYgQ4OHzqtoxEeiO1fPnl2PT5Nswc2mEsJ6iGv7XU9wZYrzInk/s200/100_8602.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSTVFFSr8WVlKwAyqBB12cY-N3szDnJf05sRPzKu-CNxzbmntyGwF4xkTlPlK6VlDsW3gpmvseokvh5Luz90tL1r3D5H2Qz4Sm7xNzWyxhAPCSMV_LW2OeeOd3T1wobk8YPr3Go5niPL3S/s1600-h/100_8600.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388852681035058850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSTVFFSr8WVlKwAyqBB12cY-N3szDnJf05sRPzKu-CNxzbmntyGwF4xkTlPlK6VlDsW3gpmvseokvh5Luz90tL1r3D5H2Qz4Sm7xNzWyxhAPCSMV_LW2OeeOd3T1wobk8YPr3Go5niPL3S/s200/100_8600.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The kids waiting for me to get my massage stuff out of the car so they could go venturing off with dad.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtg3iKd2ICNLrPolHKDJNJRZ5qtyhY74Ed-SIr75oQHNPhv97Wj0yHFrvu04FkpDNqYpQgCK-v-twJYtq3kp1BeFzxQ7yZ9LlQ2JDKV5PAmmgMfpHsFwbIg5zVZzyhTDHNvX2MqtWGOoML/s1600-h/100_8588.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388852673986178658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtg3iKd2ICNLrPolHKDJNJRZ5qtyhY74Ed-SIr75oQHNPhv97Wj0yHFrvu04FkpDNqYpQgCK-v-twJYtq3kp1BeFzxQ7yZ9LlQ2JDKV5PAmmgMfpHsFwbIg5zVZzyhTDHNvX2MqtWGOoML/s200/100_8588.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This is right before the really long tunnel before you get to the lodge. A little out of order.<br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388854239576010914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLXl8Wcg-cAXsNl9VyV38A9Vr6_EzO8JaV3UvP737TrjnZPhyphenhyphenqwscksctlvHKTDbB1VEmPoA1KcqN-rCbSdh5YN50V6qgPINzGVvLry7EwsgyG0qFWzQMiTH-kbXyUeJONnpnZXU0UVOut/s200/100_8612.JPG" border="0" /><br />They came back to the campsite to have lunch and the river was right next to the camp so the kids had fun walking along it. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388858034589693442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUe0SU8Z6mLdFDplR2cizbu3baLYiuIWEFmrf3O7Lq3dET_cDnY7wUROHTc-zoFVXHLMOaF6M7gGCoccu26un5f9GUIDwK7OhQegCJxtwZU2paSIqGICz17LEd1zuhjzSkomopiz6v4fN/s200/100_8621.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388858047123337186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxKcSKO5LOM85UTMl8ATrjNCIaR9nMYMKUuOWeKWfQOoIRdkFHAD0IPyoEQojfKG5WfCVNKuMbTbnVykRXO3C5FWzBF1LhoONmd7mqT9J_F6vXgDHt6Gf4UcWCHoujzs4ahPKwufpFZ3g-/s200/100_8627.JPG" border="0" />There is a shuttle there that will take you to some hikes and they went on it to go on one of the shortest hikes. Klara needs to be carried everywhere. I don't know how Mike did it alone. He said they both fell asleep on the shuttle bus on the way back.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388858055050667602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDnQ6EQFUkFesFUy0qwydGFjBnsbDgEvgWZNyExxrE2jc331Q5Fq1zKvWJReVarKxsUGOr1sf3eT2vHnPKMIV6pvrIKaxjZmSqMXeyjbPZunmWk7ECFRRUlQD9thQbDTyzZXxNWnrAb6w/s200/100_8632.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388858068463813490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSrcpDG5A1VSXcGIUSx2A1BE9xpwq4-fFTrrWs2L34C8766cSdVNuAkGJxywstWxk25qFMwu0mBBu4fR-z-vkS5Kc2cG-YZ5v4PHfD3S2ZNcO8dCdO9PAwpnjlTN4ljci-nP7kGHfcUL-W/s200/100_8644.JPG" border="0" />This is Klara's cheese face. </div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388864063848278994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4YFLzELlot0e1LjcxEJMHZ59zVtAGb8zlqP0Jg0o40jGPl00BOmQJBj_WqmXulQLSsQJ6WRcxuaAyKUzPZKLYbEgaYOT0QS1eb78gWRyWcrAvOZ9oMY503IxUgskOqvJn27gxdHSQLTeD/s200/100_8653.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div>Roasting our marshmallows. The kids had some fun wit the fire. Possibly too much. No one got hurt but they did get in trouble. They had to learn not to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">swing</span> the sticks around that were still hot from the fire. Mainly Mitchel was doing this, but he learned pretty quick not to swing it around.</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388864075700660146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsbDxFRy0GdAK_II-VrdwGUmEQ6Pb0Cfq1aXRuiuMRKVsFobyGLeP4JmkCshDObnVcgDIWtw1s6XWEscFe84CfqS2i9Py-M1vKpmBDINyB18ocQzO2pJtsPBbAX-Q83BglY-3iVYyekXG/s200/100_8658.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div>In the back here on the picnic table you can see how dirty Klara was. She loved playing and sitting in the dirt. I think she thought is was sand at the beach or something. She could care less how much dirt was on her. The same for food. She didn't care if it feel on the ground and was covered in dirt. We of course took it away from her, but it was just funny to see her like of well dirt won't hurt me looks.</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388864083011479266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie7zZGoA4vCpp_0zQlSMKgdSmQo5vL-JfUdCmk0HCyehsqJwTghIw0WYh4GaIaOcfgPMV2GfZ1Qnp3_3M3SvrezqJSFvwqhX2VrbCwpC3hnM71gTveYkzA2UkOXxSbiwz5RiO108VZ5Nn7/s200/100_8672.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><div>We made it through the night. It got pretty windy. So much that you could hear it coming for you. A little creepy, but the kids slept through it. Pretty chilly in the morn but not too bad. Not freezing so we came at a good time of the year.<br /><br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388864093648308978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKfrd74mEv7RGlHguYkTKanfcGBvYTqCG5VHs-uwmkpX3ZGrYe2L-DtErxMiktivHs0UavexLxmF0fyUbH4QrkV6Vmdzk_dVEfV56pBVNnQx3Ju_XgI_VxKBt4WK6-0SKjjIqSV0KMVC5J/s200/100_8667.JPG" border="0" />Back at the river next to the campsite. Mike made some yummy breakfast for us all in the dutch oven. I was in charge of entertaining the kids till it was done.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388864108309305010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjie5twDqstUaH9gGAf48guJCoUIN3gEQA1Uk_ksxwcIlF_6od_Wuf3Uy9EBfhUGXXpZTDh9D47GdQi6BNbIan20iYsjuNs485dLYC_nbthB4XM8JSamr3p3V7qIlbqbCF0qY2W63Z-Oua0/s200/100_8676.JPG" border="0" />Bryce took off roaming around the river so we took some pictures without him.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388870795636476626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG0jwvwAPn2FmdYkN8VrbQBssoPzOjGBbxnPjIEosI9yZ0cF_Y7f-tA0NycFelh-d_IEdZ_D4JoZ0y1Q6T6vTCd4rlsCN_cKPp0yIYQNtyfqP8OYyJhe_7rGbjvGIdfOMPlGP40Y2JAkV3/s200/100_8687.JPG" border="0" /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Every time</span> I would say cheese. This is what I would get. Minus Bryce not looking it is a cute picture.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388870835815341842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6vfgyyGBVVnfGD81O0bBaoR2D-2HvvDw-VkxnkrfM7bqO0y_R9bVwhyphenhyphen8TwfKbQsypaNm8uAUQyShe7IcsOZNQ2i2NyM6sDNc1alJsvndHi96WhTQd5VOSdo6aYpJEesuR1EugusFnsnf/s200/100_8707.JPG" border="0" />Mike kept on wanting to taking pictures of the scenery. It is so gorgeous, but <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I felt</span> that the pictures did not do it justice and wanted to just take pictures of the kids.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388870828564536930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycCgX9zbTC4nO4KhIaUhTFcS6yxrAl5_strGpSSwJi5TnhYgiwy0dhyphenhyphenbtvY6OtCtY5vFpR-O4ev7xgwpMDUArajX9EeLNX2fTVAz4-nunNq-jP98l9rj-r3gTX8nX01DEcV79CCalAmxp/s200/100_8715.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388870814819100706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxbskVGALjxm0ZH9wKwd-8w9jh7Q7oJS73n93XzKpXh9e2I2xCEochusUx4Bwt6EqDu943Om-lryWXF_vxs2X5NVP8-zH5V_G4xRJbuAq67Ey6pmecMCvemsw_WXG5hBN43XzCq5BAtJR/s200/100_8696.JPG" border="0" />This was how we hiked with Klara. She was like this on the whole mile there and the whole mile back. She eventually got Mike to hold her and fell asleep. I ended up with a very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">hungry</span> Mitchel on my back towards the end. They are still a little too small for hiking, but we will get them there.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388870804309239490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSB_cDAALCqlmeLUODo93hgmMaLI7Em1NmFn2NMN5fnVaGzEplERWtd1LVJSNBC2fo8JluAl84X8Fj5yV2lRc-rueYw6USpd2UcFc7dxIB1wrNZQ1TT3oV_HPsRCPnCxaOmhZk9aYQytiF/s200/100_8695.JPG" border="0" />Our little family with some random people in the back, sorry, we asked for our picture to be taken and this is what we got. We had fun and i hope you enjoyed the very long post full of pictures.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-3222199337889038652009-05-29T12:57:00.000-07:002009-05-29T14:42:08.463-07:00Little StoriesKlara has gotten really big and BRAVE. She has fallen a lot too in this Brave test of hers. She loves to get on top of the table and either just sits there or stands or plays with all the paperwork up there. Thankfully she has not fallen of the table yet, but you here me shout her name every time she gets up there. I have even gotten Mitchel to do it.<br /><div> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341340481311851810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfy6A89i-kIB002TEuAIOQKFU20r9uBZzkiyIejqY2S9RFu0VWhTqnsvdzNR9NF4jtU05-Eo2uOZruS3sYggolB7kLzvyOXSbbK8VKFUAxKq5DXCd21KO0tVp9Owyoi1kG6ISfa3eY_gF/s200/100_7202.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341340476513889266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihqc411W_2qxdoJb_zUdBTywowbijozdgiXQfZkeMa4YA1cTndBlg4fIaXhBSxF5d4xNL7yH37EWVz5usScaiyR-mTmmc2mD7PdTbOemCDKqLl9UKWK4qB5pCB5iTP9_dhxUyddDi4LZJZ/s200/100_7200.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>It has been hard feeding her. She is getting a lot of teeth. So depending on the day she will eat everything brought to her or she will turn her nose up at everything. This day was a eat everything day and then put my finger in it and use that as the stick. Funny girl, she is really starting to say little words that I am the only one that can understand but it counts.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348033891262098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTce7nCW3Qp-lVPhmpaSTJLYGlcy3GaztuZIdQPyihEAnuzzjhPTZNYHqpTZjsH0ViqN_7DIDgAdXzH_rrkDzd2JU9fyfEP4SlYsqHBHLJzxYMZJvtifuiYQDLJQnnt-kWwX9W_BUL3Kip/s200/100_7415.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>I will just have to say this is a cute outfit. She has little tinker bell shoes on that light up. Oh fun little things we have bought for this girl. The not so fun part is her HAIR. I don't know what to do with it. So I don't do anything. I did get her ears pierced because she has no hair and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I wanted</span> to dress her up. She has hair just weird hair. I am not sure if you can tell but there is a long tail on the back of her head here. She is trying to run away from me, but I got a picture of her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">eventually</span>. Anyway Mike calls it "the business in the front and party in the back" look. A.K.A. The Mullet. Billy Ray Cyrus here we come.(You do know that I am from Texas, right?)</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341340496669057394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYdGklSvSrI63KXfCOy4t4_9XUAsIEqOMrMeBKIVNGKVXlolfE8CUS8lXQCu_4bUqPGeEZjIfAbiIw5ol3BAi3L4PpUAomjSauojncVkdZNupQffmEwh-bZTY1sQc7Wa-pM4mLrouEY8sR/s200/100_7424.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348029329502162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXv1thy5oFh6jSvCUBg_zKMr0T_U4dVWpPN4rxNq8hnnkGJ5LT2Mkuo99tC8wlZq0UWNikkjnpRx73OHq-EmxcKTkZtY9XWIUcwGUnVFbFhR02flJu8Osa1Bz7mJzF-MUf6v5IactWxyg2/s200/klara.jpg" border="0" /></div><div>I do have other children. This one here just doesn't want his picture taken. Bryce is in school. I will post other pictures later. Mitchel is pretty cute too. And he was trying to fool me. I am smarter than a three year old sometimes. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348045454045794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgddwsjFEp8MUl2sM3Vz0Ndlgd3KLw9J8giJz1zWQ7C4BMCNgGPv6CsMgQKRPxYU_ySEmodNsdI6wA0DG-gXYEENK8ozTXd0qIfco6ZUpJhiyL8yyniSx3BVZwSF41QMSZN5jdtmed6w3s8/s200/100_7197.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348049540601634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN20K_dKA6mgDSmUgxNx6_6RYnPrqVoAq_PrqdKzJxPxK9TZFV3CgR1eXqrnPUC20aYeTinTNNX34-2ZVANBJb1m7bKMy72DR7tTdeHG0sLghf22IxgOwbisO_0xuru58kDoVpOZ3Z7M4W/s200/100_7196.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341348038327455714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6EJrrotpm5s4BcrCO5ds8aTmO97fO_tYTmsJx89FBQeyGsToYBnSYIBxezspobiDceEIRGxt4wH_fyG9v_UuYOk4_9jWxLd6UYCv-prhJQSStB9T5Q6drK6eDf5gdiztXOWAmqZQzYLXH/s200/100_7433.JPG" border="0" /></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-14951985192881214432009-05-29T12:52:00.000-07:002009-05-29T12:56:56.817-07:00Family Pictures<div align="center">We actually took some family pictures this year. Our tradition is in December or January because that is Bryce's half year mark. When he was little it seemed to matter more. Now it is just a good time <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">because</span> Mike has off a whole month from school. These I think were actually taken in February so we were very off this year. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hope</span> you enjoy. She took a ton and it is really hard to get 5 people to all look good at the same time.</div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO44AQVNgn5qLB9HmqgQmgmZ7-GBrc21mnDQmgHxb28VolQAzpBjyr6oWkprunx9TUlEUxqJligxLWybGd4DCOZtCjclScuxoLgDWb6bfcqLM2fhzxr0C7ndvLWd_KeOfjpF-x6sNaBRdh/s1600-h/2979_97531577597_716537597_2531126_4446847_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341336559948540498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO44AQVNgn5qLB9HmqgQmgmZ7-GBrc21mnDQmgHxb28VolQAzpBjyr6oWkprunx9TUlEUxqJligxLWybGd4DCOZtCjclScuxoLgDWb6bfcqLM2fhzxr0C7ndvLWd_KeOfjpF-x6sNaBRdh/s200/2979_97531577597_716537597_2531126_4446847_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-44253271294253554772009-05-29T08:30:00.000-07:002009-05-29T12:52:48.522-07:00Baseball Player Klara<div align="center">Bryce started Baseball in March and this was in April. A little behind I know. She thought this hat was so much fun. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">She</span> looked pretty cute in it too. Since then she will find any hat and put it on and just walk around like she is such a big girl. We went and got some little GIRL hats thinking that she would <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Love</span> them. Not so much <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">doesn't</span> want them on at all. Figures, she has a lot of males in the house. Maybe she will be a TOMBOY!</div><div align="center"> </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtc65JI4XpZX1JNOlyxAX52cCMYSi1AHba7im_gHFsn7kTg5CpmZxGmtyT7KQucSF1AYFnATevd0iMPkb93hbSBNNpNh3ikuUFzlt085k3X2oiLWoHjMl5OgrTNEN8t7540EnCTCtjvDP/s1600-h/100_6940.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270802868578898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtc65JI4XpZX1JNOlyxAX52cCMYSi1AHba7im_gHFsn7kTg5CpmZxGmtyT7KQucSF1AYFnATevd0iMPkb93hbSBNNpNh3ikuUFzlt085k3X2oiLWoHjMl5OgrTNEN8t7540EnCTCtjvDP/s200/100_6940.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSTcWCEF0bYcO1Bk13n6FjPeN2OvZwD9pX4hP85Qhcu9yW58de6Ta09LKXwrWQWsafQYnQ8l6-CuouOEz-rq517-D-272DNH1FH0yh-2QTg3W3IR_lNwI3CkLo-Y9pWHsvlUu0Q_1xk0T/s1600-h/100_6946.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270793243518930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgSTcWCEF0bYcO1Bk13n6FjPeN2OvZwD9pX4hP85Qhcu9yW58de6Ta09LKXwrWQWsafQYnQ8l6-CuouOEz-rq517-D-272DNH1FH0yh-2QTg3W3IR_lNwI3CkLo-Y9pWHsvlUu0Q_1xk0T/s200/100_6946.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341270781681359074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyVLVpbdalPT9LeKKbQ7VWlUmyj-hSypQY-ijTkf74QwS3dJp_9ZHyA-3ZldKhbTfxarw1ANlTndqRnQrIf1HEvJ038T_bA_nl3VbdEGcxWlq8ZUztLZlbthMYEfQ-v3xFtjb1W1FNb1BB/s200/100_6943.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-21759045033038447162009-05-27T14:46:00.000-07:002009-05-27T18:16:48.056-07:00KaySea/Mom BdayI turned a year older. No need to tell everyone how old, either you already know or don't need to know because everyone thinks I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">am</span> too young and then I get made fun of, I am getting older though. A bit crazy this one: Mike is crazy busy with work and school. He had bids and finals and me and the kids to juggle with. I am very impressed that he got me flowers and a present in the middle of it all. One thing he didn't get was the CAKE. I am okay making them but not my own. But I don't really want to spend the money on one either and I don't want to see Mike's cake. I am sure it would be great but I will wait for that later in life. I made a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">raspberry</span> ice cream cake and ate it too. Here's some pictures!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674412106806210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmR-hfMKHhxcAWJC92IP0_LCBsm696gMlFYTZLCvH9YrVOtLgxv5OFTfYXAIW3VosCF-dvBw59v4ot_puMzcN6xdTPHr-ebLGO7R0tBMfqn3wsz-boemFh8MyIGe4ZmZfk5XGqW-xG5erL/s200/100_7163.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitH7x4m5uEvF50-6gKxIjOW-UM_eUFNY9V-IQRKkFXzsZ_0mCNf9Vr8GDYGm2ivSJfhRoTvncA4xjAS5Vr6aYX8KHyYqzxE8Cwp6uBrIRPJIE-Oibv5SKEZulpdNRMy0B4xIsfGGo8uW1h/s1600-h/100_7174.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674422765870466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitH7x4m5uEvF50-6gKxIjOW-UM_eUFNY9V-IQRKkFXzsZ_0mCNf9Vr8GDYGm2ivSJfhRoTvncA4xjAS5Vr6aYX8KHyYqzxE8Cwp6uBrIRPJIE-Oibv5SKEZulpdNRMy0B4xIsfGGo8uW1h/s200/100_7174.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674429440755202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpnmogWXXDPA8NkPvHFaPC4s-K9whV3rp9ADPRg1Mtp_pNrwHcirDYQW3Xf7wz1nJKIUIAXbfkK76yr4to7p5NpoOlzkw54nQ7Z_NjlPnc6AebZ9swRZP7Vg6KzE-pYwSnyYqvDZD1Auwi/s200/100_7175.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674415471792002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_L8pyk8ajp35xCUishZH7Vs4UXruro9ZU7KG5d-Q-9cfwv9H-5aspHyBucmZH1D4wPy7Wfry7en2qQJY58s5Zk7LTR1nbLiAXqVv20CXasYZJ4sgM-kyjA0uOBXA4y3YMZpspZ3SiMhK/s200/100_7176.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div><div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-88869821820816781292009-04-13T13:55:00.000-07:002009-04-13T21:56:08.834-07:00Happy Easter<div align="center">We hope you all had a great Easter. Ours was so much better than last year. (I wasn't around much last year.) It was so fun seeing them see all their goodies. We dyed Easter eggs on Saturday. We weren't going to do too many and then ended up doing over 40. Let me tell you that is a lot of eggs, there are still a lot in my fridge. The kids had a blast doing it. The Easter bunny hid them all and we found them all, thank goodness.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324390510319647042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhILuX3CG0i-VHUy2ofxDLfd8c3P-1juNRisMz3MGWH3dcl_lZO7DhWrdOGXbO5ZiY1QyCuj2gA91SPdp31ZcLnb5MGcZjkteIfmhiC6PNcDV8FpvhzEUxlhn_h55P3q97eDGrJ6umjj6Uk/s200/100_7058.JPG" border="0" /> Only took one picture because my camera battery died, aww man!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324390515148906946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhccl1_q06HYE6M6-8kLPi4649JQRkG0dOx7xGRgm2f0k0NjyBnDqUhzRYlY9Inju6wTxrgUV8tqcNwpQOlmKUAlkKw9s38U4CismRlrEiT3XOpLPFnNJRVOeXafoQirg5pOX1dUio4wAq/s200/100_7070.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br />Bryce the morning of Easter. So I learned something new about this little boy today. He loves finding easter eggs. He always had to go after them. We were trying to help Mitchel and he would see where we would softly point and off he went. I felt kind of bad but we had to hold him back towards the end. We were all laughing, but never thought I would have to say stop.<br /></div><div align="center"> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324390507614312594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_rk3hPqkTqJ8V98SgdWfgS2AUFZa1Xb18-1Gb1BuI_oUSz0lDEvIRcGUu76-cxIttLQmNlmySZbUC3EFkd-pq7OdAvZGtti4zDEUQHq5X8LRpMubAGfnenVSFsIjCg8VFwspfCmExKha/s200/100_7072.JPG" border="0" />Here is our SWEETIE and I mean he loves the Sweet stuff. He would have rathered sat and ate easter candy than do anyting else.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324390516725208050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYad859FA55lJnbAIL9m9vPzG0OyWf_3P0WczB_p2lg9noHUmK4u-ukYstNZoMPacWNyX9gAqLJBOWmOd1k5yySj80aa3XSDQaBpu_0JcElNnbAOZ3-tzoTjeS4DDYZ-GACINgw3FNIenb/s200/100_7090.JPG" border="0" />Our newest SWEETIE. Wow she may end up worse than Mitchel with the sweets. She is actually trying to hold all the candy at once. We eventually gave her a little purse she could put it all in.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324390522384266178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrBOdyUOrH2TOkIywrjnWOI4kjoVEyfTFz7iVHr-zj16v5uwU_Pw9rM6svgZmQVutzOkl5dVUUvwC1IyvoHMMOwFHMTaMHXsk6wC2-wOou-uQZmkSr0nRyoJAXA_-MQy93R_Cy1RlPsKH/s200/100_7098.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324397632832340354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0EFLpwZaGwm8MzDAjq1d9reR86ksF0kWWk4d8IfYSX9mWx_JgWrMx5JgEIggWJ5VaglvCpuReKJlyfbyIjPOjb07YEXnaexJv5jxIpxtifpjXas0HqgzGuMx75Cv8Is9prn0axCKU8Ah/s200/100_7114.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324397639954650914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_3WK8NQO2a5QjzIN-_2V7A9ZPNNK0ZNIUdaCuPCi7vBfZT6Bd-HFrQ2VNalchE6lpgwj3IHCjBNKljssa2ofyYjC5knKYxQyJ2rvW2LThQr26aW8gyrmb02FC5LpFoWTpR8KapogLZwVy/s200/100_7125.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324397634216993026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbetViGJZGtqXr2k3u8p3PvmKWATHy4Y47qpu8rJA9qeNo1UumKIjbi9UGHeLO0j00HjAyH5r_5XYSIMnc67DJfNlGbC2L7JuY9ncsPC7auPTxcXbSsqEli2s17gI0SXpgTMm54s9E8BOj/s200/100_7117.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />All three, NONE looking at the camera. They are all looking at Mike. I have no idea what he was doing but it sure got their attention. Hope the rest of April is great for everyone. I am sorry for not posting sooner. As you can tell Klara does walk now. She started about the week after I posted my whinny message about her not walking. We are all so much happier now. A lot has happened and maybe I will go back and post about it all, OR not.<br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-79643294306104973002009-02-23T19:45:00.000-08:002009-02-23T19:51:41.373-08:00I thought girls were faster??What has been bothering me the most lately??? Klara is not walking!! She will walk on her knees and she gets so upset when I try to walk with her. We try to use incentives but she just plops down and crawls. Ugghh, it is driving me wild!! I am almost to the point of not picking her up and see what happens, but then she gets hurt and I of course have to pick her up, or she will give me the weird smile and big tears and aww I have to pick her up again. I am such a softy. We have two other kids, BOYS, and they walked by their 13th month. Klara with be 14 months in a week!! What do I do??KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-86462315482755232672009-02-06T15:43:00.000-08:002009-02-06T15:50:54.678-08:00A little irritatedI went to pick Bryce up from school today and thinking this is just a normal day, but no...not a normal day. A man in the car driving next to me while I am putting the kids in car starts yelling at another man across the street. I don't know what happened and I don't really care. The language they were using was uncalled for and I almost said something. I was really waiting for the guy in the car to get out when the one across the street asked him if he wanted to fight. Reminding you that these are two adult males with children that they have just picked up from school. Oh I really wish I would have said something but then the thought crosses my mind that these are already two large crazy mad men and what would I say to them that they would actually listen to. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ugghhh</span>...I feel bad that I don't have enough confidence to stand up to people when I know they are wrong....I am just a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">irritated</span>.KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8340261254056089840.post-10018513410166265342009-02-06T09:18:00.001-08:002009-02-06T09:23:52.797-08:00What is this??<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxQ7kj_Av68gH8hvq_MnPJpA0jC0fEiNemnpn0Ao2hvtrlg6C2ujjAq3l-cqjODSsRHZgHQJfQMUkovaSXeHLOyvnwF9Bjmoc_9fPLasD_kY4ECxVTz0R-2HmvBIYgjTBQ2_4Sk4SjGIC/s1600-h/100_6188.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299735457480404930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHxQ7kj_Av68gH8hvq_MnPJpA0jC0fEiNemnpn0Ao2hvtrlg6C2ujjAq3l-cqjODSsRHZgHQJfQMUkovaSXeHLOyvnwF9Bjmoc_9fPLasD_kY4ECxVTz0R-2HmvBIYgjTBQ2_4Sk4SjGIC/s200/100_6188.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p>OK, so you have to click on the image to really see. </p><p><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Every time</span> I look at this I have to laugh. I was sweeping the other day and couldn't tell what it was till I bent over and then <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">laughed</span> after not having a good day. The kids probably put it there on purpose...at least that is what I am going to think. Nothing like being uplifted by a face looking up at you from the floor. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Hmmm</span>, I need to get out more.</p>KaySeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07055126612380977678noreply@blogger.com4