tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64224318755904390372024-03-12T17:16:03.831-07:00Looney-KunzCome What May, and LOVE It!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.comBlogger119125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-85813238777255852022011-02-15T08:38:00.001-08:002011-02-15T08:45:46.816-08:00The World through Luke's EyesTank has been fasinated like most kids by the camera, and how he can capture images that he sees. I wanted to document a few of these before I delete them as there are hundreds. :)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnFwIQoHmV8/TVqs71fjokI/AAAAAAAABGE/7u7hgWi4_ZQ/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B139.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WnFwIQoHmV8/TVqs71fjokI/AAAAAAAABGE/7u7hgWi4_ZQ/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957632796107330" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxFNbCIGEQ4/TVqs7PNpkBI/AAAAAAAABF8/OaJwSF0OZ0s/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B143.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BxFNbCIGEQ4/TVqs7PNpkBI/AAAAAAAABF8/OaJwSF0OZ0s/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957622520451090" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_GmGnn62ks/TVqs6oKTi_I/AAAAAAAABF0/t0_a87gd7Gg/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B131.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H_GmGnn62ks/TVqs6oKTi_I/AAAAAAAABF0/t0_a87gd7Gg/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957612037442546" /></a><br />This is one of my favorites. Tank loves Christmas, and would sit and just looks at the lights. He took this picture from the office.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i047y5yKyyc/TVqs6ab-yXI/AAAAAAAABFs/hqOm_HsBu5A/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B178.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i047y5yKyyc/TVqs6ab-yXI/AAAAAAAABFs/hqOm_HsBu5A/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957608353483122" /></a><br />One this morning the mountains were so beautiful, and had a new blanket of snow. I love that he was looking for the mountains inbetween the blinds. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pTHNTqgBQ/TVqs6FKgIII/AAAAAAAABFk/B_h4wrjdjjE/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B199.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-pTHNTqgBQ/TVqs6FKgIII/AAAAAAAABFk/B_h4wrjdjjE/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573957602643026050" /></a><br />I can't wait until Spring and we can get outside and let your imagination run wild along with everything else about you.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-88568912832271165202011-02-15T08:24:00.000-08:002011-02-15T08:36:26.263-08:00My "Smart" BirthdayI turned the Big 37 this year. Yikes...I also just became the "Old Lady" in Young Womens. Sigh... The kids were really sweet this year. We went ice skating at the Ice Sheet. Kaden was up staying for a couple of days, and I loved having him here.<br />The Richman's came over later that night for some treats.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPd7UBoQ7RM/TVqpzqoa3qI/AAAAAAAABFc/IVkdkO7tus0/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B097.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPd7UBoQ7RM/TVqpzqoa3qI/AAAAAAAABFc/IVkdkO7tus0/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954193906654882" /></a><br />Luke was sooo into this cake. I can't believe how grown up my babies look.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvU_G46rHoY/TVqpzfnoFRI/AAAAAAAABFU/4jFbc9fboyU/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B100.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nvU_G46rHoY/TVqpzfnoFRI/AAAAAAAABFU/4jFbc9fboyU/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954190950536466" /></a><br />So at this VERY moment, I became the most popular girl in the room...need proof? Look at Abby's face. Big Daddy surprised me with an Iphone. I was scared to death.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYdzqVU32h4/TVqpy1PZq1I/AAAAAAAABFM/uCEe1VMx4zA/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B117.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AYdzqVU32h4/TVqpy1PZq1I/AAAAAAAABFM/uCEe1VMx4zA/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954179574639442" /></a><br />But no need to fear....these kids would show me how to use it. I love my gift now, but was very intimidated for a moment, and my smart phone made me feel very "stupid". <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5q8Mm5KAX0/TVqpyUaiMYI/AAAAAAAABFE/HtYU7wn3eLI/s1600/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B118.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h5q8Mm5KAX0/TVqpyUaiMYI/AAAAAAAABFE/HtYU7wn3eLI/s320/December%2B20%252C%2B2010%2B118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573954170762965378" /></a><br />All in all it was a beautiful day. I have learned to cherish days like this, as they will become less and less.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-52792008255277506052010-12-10T16:36:00.000-08:002010-12-10T17:13:19.225-08:00Abby's TonsilsAbby had her tonsils and adenoids out on November 14th. She was such a trooper that morning. She had taken a presurgey class, and was greeted that morning by Pretty Aunt Val who works at the hospital, and knows the Dr. She walked us up to surgery checkin. She's amazing, and I will always be so grateful for the calming effect that she had on both Abby and I.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_nyeJOI/AAAAAAAABE0/6H5OznlP9H8/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_nyeJOI/AAAAAAAABE0/6H5OznlP9H8/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219785723487458" /></a><br />Abby gettin her work up...<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_Psu2ZI/AAAAAAAABEs/syqVzNVkkb8/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B038.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ_Psu2ZI/AAAAAAAABEs/syqVzNVkkb8/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219779256965522" /></a><br />She was so excited about the jammies...NOT, but she still poses like always. She is holding her doll Holly that she made at the presurgery class. I have to admit to me Holly looks like a zombie, but she was good for Abby.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ2IjOGJI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OZzinsYQ1k/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ2IjOGJI/AAAAAAAABEk/9OZzinsYQ1k/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219622719199378" /></a><br />The girls just<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ18JHOGI/AAAAAAAABEc/7duNbWjkM-o/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B043.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ18JHOGI/AAAAAAAABEc/7duNbWjkM-o/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219619388471394" /></a><br />trying to pass the time. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ1ZXeCjI/AAAAAAAABEU/Aq11pARByaY/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ1ZXeCjI/AAAAAAAABEU/Aq11pARByaY/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219610053446194" /></a><br />Dr. Abby giving Holly her shot<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ06l5_jI/AAAAAAAABEM/x7R9EyApYUM/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ06l5_jI/AAAAAAAABEM/x7R9EyApYUM/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219601792499250" /></a><br />Here she is walking on her own SMILING on her way to the operating room. Have I mentioned how incredibly proud of Abby I was. She never did show that she was nervous. She was so agreeable the whole morning...tender mercies.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ0Yw2MeI/AAAAAAAABEE/ovlzhK6Ptcg/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLJ0Yw2MeI/AAAAAAAABEE/ovlzhK6Ptcg/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549219592711582178" /></a><br />Waking up for Abby was not so fun. She was VERY sick to her stomach. She had also rolled over on her IV so the tube came out of the needle part, and was spurting blood everywhere which completely freaked her out. She was confused, and in pain. It was NOT fun.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIWah4X-I/AAAAAAAABD8/8PYE3k3E1QQ/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIWah4X-I/AAAAAAAABD8/8PYE3k3E1QQ/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217978277978082" /></a><br />It took everything she had to get a quarter of a popsicle down. The nurse said that she couldn't go home until she ate that half. I think we went through like 3 popsicles because she kept zoning out. :)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVgCQtPI/AAAAAAAABD0/bBccbzamSOk/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVgCQtPI/AAAAAAAABD0/bBccbzamSOk/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217962576098546" /></a><br />After ANOTHER dose of an anti nausea medication she was out. I was glad that she was sleeping, but she fell asleep right at the time the nurse said we could leave if she was alright. So we stayed for a while longer while she napped. I was so hoping that she would feel better, or at least less sick. <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVGP9kqI/AAAAAAAABDs/5_CTcBWIXQI/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIVGP9kqI/AAAAAAAABDs/5_CTcBWIXQI/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217955654242978" /></a><br />I finally begged the nurse to come and sit with her while a took a restroom break (sidenote Aaron had stayed with Luke) the restroom was right across the hall from her bed. And when I returned about 3 minutes later...this is what I saw. She was WIDE awake with her big brown eyes talking 900 words per minute. Mom I feel so much better, mom you were right if I went to sleep I would feel better, mom the nurse said if I drink this apple juice then we can go home. Another tender mercy.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUudjaXI/AAAAAAAABDk/wixNIBFoVXo/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUudjaXI/AAAAAAAABDk/wixNIBFoVXo/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217949268797810" /></a><br />The most precious part of this experience was when we got home. A friend had offered to have Karson over to play. When we got home the only thing that could comfort Abby was Karson. She just kept crying "I need Karson". I called Karson over at my friends house, and asked if I could come and get him for a minute to see her. I was expecting a fight, as he is beginning the tween fase, but he just answered sure mom. I remember fondly a time when these two were inseperable. As they have grown, they are still close but it's different. But just for a moment, I saw the "Best Friends" of old. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUC6j6qI/AAAAAAAABDc/9Z6-2EUMeOc/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B065.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLIUC6j6qI/AAAAAAAABDc/9Z6-2EUMeOc/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549217937579305634" /></a><br />Abby's recovery took about two weeks. She didn't have alot of fun, and was never bored. She perked up just in time for Thanksgiving. We have alot to be thankful for.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-27428481057740512272010-11-27T15:52:00.000-08:002010-12-10T16:30:02.496-08:00Livin on a Prayer...Karson and I were able to have a fun night out with our friends T & T. Bon Jovi did a live concert movie. Teri thought it would be fun to take the boys who are also big Bon Jovi fans.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLEAD3tdEI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjg215bTGdI/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQLEAD3tdEI/AAAAAAAABDU/mjg215bTGdI/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549213196191888450" /></a><br />I think the boys' excitement was a little much for the fuddy duddy's there. They were adorable dancing around, and whaling the words of the songs.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_45ioYzI/AAAAAAAABC8/qBU1xkJprfE/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_45ioYzI/AAAAAAAABC8/qBU1xkJprfE/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208675113526066" /></a><br />Aaron was nice and used some of his points to get us a hotel room for the night. We let the boys skip school, and just had a fun relaxing time. What's better than a best buddie, and hot chocolate?<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5Ncq8vI/AAAAAAAABDE/nxiPDnGtsCQ/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B024.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5Ncq8vI/AAAAAAAABDE/nxiPDnGtsCQ/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208680457237234" 481467810" /></a><br />The boys swam the morning away. Karson and I are very lucky to have such fun friends to be goofy with. Love you T & T!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5uBsR9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Bg1rv8V_bNE/s1600/December%2B10%2B2019%2B028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TQK_5uBsR9I/AAAAAAAABDM/Bg1rv8V_bNE/s320/December%2B10%2B2019%2B028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549208689202448338" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-62014557767446715782010-11-27T14:49:00.000-08:002010-11-27T15:47:03.899-08:00Halloween 2010Halloween 2010 was an eventful one...the kids I have to say (as a super proud mama) looked adorable. It was fun to have a sort of theme this year.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMHXPRtBI/AAAAAAAABCM/59q4ckgEFFU/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMHXPRtBI/AAAAAAAABCM/59q4ckgEFFU/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366674394854418" /></a><br />We all met at Grama Debbie's house to invade their annual truck or treat. This is the whole troup.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMH0mB2cI/AAAAAAAABCU/airB1lAzhc0/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMH0mB2cI/AAAAAAAABCU/airB1lAzhc0/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366682274912706" /></a><br />It was pouring so the truck or treat was cancelled. We went to dinner at a cute little pizza place in Highland, and were then gonna head back to the house to trick or treat inside.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIOqm9uI/AAAAAAAABCc/hC_6T1d-TSk/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B030.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIOqm9uI/AAAAAAAABCc/hC_6T1d-TSk/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366689273444066" /></a><br />I wasn't aware in this picture of the evil germ that was taking over my little referee until about 10 minutes later when he puked all over himself, me and the floor. :/<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIsek9wI/AAAAAAAABCk/48OFTipo0zU/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMIsek9wI/AAAAAAAABCk/48OFTipo0zU/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366697276045058" /></a><br />When we got back to Gramma's & Grampa's the rain had stopped and kids were out, but Luke was still pukey so the auntie's took the kids trick or treating around the neighborhood so it wouldn't be the worst Halloween ever. :)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMI9S8JXI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zfuz82qHkCw/s1600/Halloween%2B2010%2B036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TPGMI9S8JXI/AAAAAAAABCs/Zfuz82qHkCw/s320/Halloween%2B2010%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544366701790635378" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-27041185804591191152010-11-19T20:20:00.000-08:002010-11-19T20:36:39.127-08:00Karson (In his own words)Tonight I found my lil guy on the computer. Instead of looking at toys, and trying to condense his Christmas list which consists of among other things a Nintendo DS like I had suggested he do. I asked him what he was up to, and he told me that he was writing "His side of the story." It is too sweet not to post. I love this boy with everything that I am. He is my first, my peacemaker. Karson is such a great friend always kind to everyone. He also has personality plus. I am so grateful to be his mom! So without further adeaus...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TOdQPFKmaEI/AAAAAAAABCE/_qLNT63gRKE/s1600/_MG_9807.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TOdQPFKmaEI/AAAAAAAABCE/_qLNT63gRKE/s320/_MG_9807.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541486086517581890" /></a><br /><br /> My side<br /> <br /><br /> By: Karson Kunz<br /><br /><br />My favorite things are soccer, videogames, iceskating, pokemoncards, and bakugan.<br />My motto … ride to success. <br />My favorite movies how to train your dragon, pokemon, bakugan, last but not least hatching pete.<br />My favorite foods hot and sour soup, mushrooms, tomato basile, and indianfood.<br />My name… KARSON FREDERICK KUNZ.<br />My family… dad: Aaron Mom: Kristi sis: Abby who got her tonsils out 4 days ago and Bro: Luke.<br />My dogs are gentile giants but sometimes rough.<br />There names: Mack, and Graci.<br />Im in 4th grade. I have a good Teacher named Mrs.Whinam.<br />My friend Joal is teaching me the basics of football.<br /><strong>K</strong>icking<br /><strong>A</strong>wsome <br /><strong>R</strong>rockin<br /><strong>S</strong>inging<br /><strong>O</strong>ckward <br /><strong>N</strong>ice<br />I love word searches. When Im mad they calm me down.<br />My favorite stuffed animals… TREEKO, YOYO, AND SCOTTY.<br />My favorite animals… mantarays, and trantulas.<br />My favorite holiday is Chirstmas,<br />My best friend is named Corbin Latimer but I don’t get to see him much because he lives in West Jordan and I live in South Weber but we see eachother every once in a while.<br />Myfavorite videogames are: ps3, ps2, gameboy, bakugan, starwars, skidoo, ememarld, and spiro.<br />My favorite books are: Percy Jackson, hunger games, and leven thumps.<br />My favorite color is turquoise and green.<br />My least favorite Math: algebra my favorite math: addition.<br /> I go to school in the 3 through 6 building because im not 1, 2, or3 <br />My favorite board games are pokemon monopoly, and battle <br />I love to swim and sing.<br />My goal is to grow to 5’6 so I can get a celphone.<br />Im saving up for a ds and games.<br />My best friends are: Jackson Floyde, Kaleb Zick, Joal Jennings, Keldan Vanleer,Taylor Hatch, austyn Weaver, and best of all Corbin Latimer.<br />In my spare time I play my red electric guitar.<br />At recess I play bench tag. The bench is base and if you touch the middle base your it. But if you do it on purpose your not it. The date is 11/19/10Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-91541566327903531112010-11-03T08:30:00.000-07:002010-11-10T09:18:05.603-08:00OUR Superbowl 2010...October 17, 2010...picture it...the match up we wait for all year had arrived, only this year it got bigger. We are VERY much Minnesota Vikings fans, through thick and thin we stand by those knuckleheads. We decided after the crushing blow that the Viking's gave to "America's Team" the Dallas Cowboys last season, AND how truely uncomfortable the game was to watch with just poor Ryan we decided to turn up the volume if you will and have a few more Cowboy fans over... <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFYmUJHhI/AAAAAAAABBM/tNRAEOYc_As/s1600/Football+2010+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFYmUJHhI/AAAAAAAABBM/tNRAEOYc_As/s320/Football+2010+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352074663435794" /></a><br />I told Mel that she had to use this pic as her Christmas card this year...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFY8Jj8yI/AAAAAAAABBU/kse-Evf0IRY/s1600/Football+2010+014.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFY8Jj8yI/AAAAAAAABBU/kse-Evf0IRY/s320/Football+2010+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352080524636962" /></a><br />These cute people are our neighbors the Skousen's. The girls could care less really about football, and Mike is a Niners fan...but cute Sam, and Max are Cowboy fans all the way. Love these guys!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGH27ffXI/AAAAAAAABB0/Tu9kb-Cn9qc/s1600/Football+2010+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGH27ffXI/AAAAAAAABB0/Tu9kb-Cn9qc/s320/Football+2010+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352886577298802" /></a><br /><br />Luke was just giddy he loves having a "potty" (party)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHtbK7rI/AAAAAAAABBs/Zytq6SOeTfo/s1600/Football+2010+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHtbK7rI/AAAAAAAABBs/Zytq6SOeTfo/s320/Football+2010+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352884025814706" /></a><br />We were waiting on Lyman's to arrive...Sam decided to take in a lil Diego before the big game. :) Kiddin Sam. This kid is so cute. The boys watch down stairs, and the girls tried to watch the game, and the kids upstairs. The boys were a little ahead in the broadcast downstairs (we recorded the game to watch all together) so everytime the Cowboys did something GREAT Sam would very casually make his way upstairs to give me a "What...What???" We had quite a lot of back and forth. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGIDA5ieI/AAAAAAAABB8/Llk7o3UuP1M/s1600/Football+2010+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGIDA5ieI/AAAAAAAABB8/Llk7o3UuP1M/s320/Football+2010+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352889821202914" /></a><br />We had a great spred, and everyone was sick by the time it was over...Here are the guys enjoying what will be another Viking victory. :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHYGU_MI/AAAAAAAABBk/REKUdq-dcsA/s1600/Football+2010+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGGHYGU_MI/AAAAAAAABBk/REKUdq-dcsA/s320/Football+2010+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352878301248706" /></a><br />I had so much fun visiting with "My Girls". We are truely blessed to have such great family and friends so close. It was a Great Day!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFZV0Ph2I/AAAAAAAABBc/HBdKts7ZGUs/s1600/Football+2010+011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TNGFZV0Ph2I/AAAAAAAABBc/HBdKts7ZGUs/s320/Football+2010+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535352087414540130" /></a><br />BTW Viking's took the game 24-21.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-21534406533728920532010-09-07T14:33:00.001-07:002010-09-10T07:58:01.087-07:001st Day of School"You can teach a student a lesson for a day; but if you teach him to learn by creating curiosity, he will continue the learning process as long as he lives." ~Clay P. Bedford<br /><br />I can't believe that its that time of year again. This summer was crazy busy, and went by too fast. My kids are super excited for their teachers this year.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawde2EvfI/AAAAAAAABAc/LxKgf-fWXAI/s1600/DSC07741.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawde2EvfI/AAAAAAAABAc/LxKgf-fWXAI/s320/DSC07741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288814304312818" /></a><br />Such cute kids all of them. We were lucky to have Garrett and Ally there to start the first day with us.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawdNgpNUI/AAAAAAAABAU/MJsBq1MNH4I/s1600/DSC07742.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawdNgpNUI/AAAAAAAABAU/MJsBq1MNH4I/s320/DSC07742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288809651025218" /></a><br />Watch out you 3rd & 4th grade ladies...the humerous part is the 3rd grader is on the right. I gotta tiny one with lots of personality. :)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawckKkNpI/AAAAAAAABAM/Vc5V6WzKA0w/s1600/DSC07739.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawckKkNpI/AAAAAAAABAM/Vc5V6WzKA0w/s320/DSC07739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288798552569490" /></a><br />There he goes...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawccvIN1I/AAAAAAAABAE/7TVpTG5ROwM/s1600/DSC07745.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawccvIN1I/AAAAAAAABAE/7TVpTG5ROwM/s320/DSC07745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288796558440274" /></a><br />and there she goes...sigh<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawb3zHNRI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HpkgRyrl72k/s1600/DSC07748.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIawb3zHNRI/AAAAAAAAA_8/HpkgRyrl72k/s320/DSC07748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514288786643039506" /></a><br />Have a great year kiddos!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-40206626135015580962010-09-07T14:13:00.000-07:002010-09-10T07:59:29.008-07:00South Weber Days..I soooo love our little town. We were able this year for the first time since moving here to participate in some of the activities of South Weber Days. Pammy was visiting, and had the exciting experience of the parade. The whole town seemed to be out...so fun!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasV-t_7lI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ry3bYfOEGdc/s1600/DSC07686.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasV-t_7lI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ry3bYfOEGdc/s320/DSC07686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284287374913106" /></a><br />Luke ready to get his haul of candy...this is a VERY big deal to him. :)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIhGNSNI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RItTsVAvRTk/s1600/DSC07687.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIhGNSNI/AAAAAAAAA_s/RItTsVAvRTk/s320/DSC07687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284056085088466" /></a><br />Aside from how cute I think it is to see Garrett out begging for a tootsie roll, I love this picture because it shows both spectrums of our town...the new zippy sports car, followed by the old stinky tractor driven by the cutest old man I have ever seen.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIFZYf3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/qUun6oHPztU/s1600/DSC07698.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasIFZYf3I/AAAAAAAAA_k/qUun6oHPztU/s320/DSC07698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284048649322354" /></a><br />Abby & Ally were in the parade, and rode on the Sunset Jr. Cheer float. They also danced that day at the celebration in the park. They did a great job~<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasH7IlioI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ORb3TRjmH_Y/s1600/DSC07694.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasH7IlioI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ORb3TRjmH_Y/s320/DSC07694.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284045894519426" /></a><br />And is a parade even a parade without the Shriner's? Karson thought these little cars were the best...he was so excited to get a high five from the driver.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHRh-2EI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1q_ll5LEMes/s1600/DSC07700.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHRh-2EI/AAAAAAAAA_U/1q_ll5LEMes/s320/DSC07700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284034726746178" /></a><br />Later in the park Karson took part in "Anything Goes". It's a team activity going through several different obsticles...best time wins. This is Karson's fun team. These kids are all a blast, they didn't win a prize, but had a fantastic time.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHNbvLCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_rm1lf3Kw9s/s1600/DSC07706.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIasHNbvLCI/AAAAAAAAA_M/_rm1lf3Kw9s/s320/DSC07706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514284033626811426" /></a><br />Until next year SW Days...maybe we'll talk Tank into Mutten Bustin...who knows.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-82562180758695977462010-09-07T12:19:00.001-07:002010-09-10T08:00:13.545-07:00Day out with "The Boys"I was lucky enough this summer to have some of my favorites boys in one place with me. We decided to take a trip out to Antelope Island.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSfM9X0mI/AAAAAAAAA_E/AHGVrUSU_6Q/s1600/DSC07477.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSfM9X0mI/AAAAAAAAA_E/AHGVrUSU_6Q/s320/DSC07477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255858513990242" /></a><br />It was late spring and alot of the buffalo were up in the hills havin babies, so we didn't get very close to any, but we did see an antelope.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSehXRd-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/yPQ5LJ3ausc/s1600/DSC07487.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSehXRd-I/AAAAAAAAA-8/yPQ5LJ3ausc/s320/DSC07487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255846811465698" /></a><br />We hung out for a while at the settlement. I love to go out there and just enjoy the silence. The boys had fun on the wooden steer practicing their skills. :)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSeKTSpBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/MYHGgNNSIxA/s1600/DSC07493.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSeKTSpBI/AAAAAAAAA-0/MYHGgNNSIxA/s320/DSC07493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255840620749842" /></a><br />We also went around to the other side of the Island where if you didn't know better, you'd think you were on the coast. It was a beautiful windy day.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSd8MNtwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F5b1PeOT9Ko/s1600/DSC07517.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSd8MNtwI/AAAAAAAAA-s/F5b1PeOT9Ko/s320/DSC07517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255836832970498" /></a><br />I love Luke's hair in this picture...such lovely locks.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSdZXd07I/AAAAAAAAA-k/JYDwOFHFyeE/s1600/DSC07519.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaSdZXd07I/AAAAAAAAA-k/JYDwOFHFyeE/s320/DSC07519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514255827484922802" /></a><br />Thanks for such a fun day boys. I love making memories with you!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-30443745452350051402010-09-07T12:10:00.000-07:002010-09-07T12:19:13.764-07:00Abby's Kinder"Garden" ProgramAbby's class program was adorable. They talked and sung about their class as a garden, and each flower was an important part. So cute!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYmUl8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/yN1JPEOVwKI/s1600/DSC07423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYmUl8yI/AAAAAAAAA90/yN1JPEOVwKI/s320/DSC07423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252446528303906" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYLqaYpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/4j0ArOMzEbs/s1600/DSC07429.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPYLqaYpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/4j0ArOMzEbs/s320/DSC07429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252439372063378" /></a><br />Abby with Mrs. Dopp. I won't ever be able to thank her enough for making this such a great year for a little girl who would already rather do almost anything else than go to school. Thanks Kristi<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPX2YBd6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/omGN6n8zHzE/s1600/DSC07437.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPX2YBd6I/AAAAAAAAA9k/omGN6n8zHzE/s320/DSC07437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252433657788322" /></a><br />Abby by her Garden flower, and her cute cast.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPXdS_tHI/AAAAAAAAA9c/4dSGpiMANxE/s1600/DSC07438.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaPXdS_tHI/AAAAAAAAA9c/4dSGpiMANxE/s320/DSC07438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514252426925814898" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7407819226603307992010-09-07T11:48:00.000-07:002010-09-10T08:05:43.599-07:00First and ONLY "Break" of the Summer<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaJbUewU6I/AAAAAAAAA9U/cAbqpGJoI_c/s1600/Abby+arm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TIaJbUewU6I/AAAAAAAAA9U/cAbqpGJoI_c/s320/Abby+arm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514245896208929698" /></a><br />I am so far behind on postings! So this luckily I can say was our ONLY broken bone of the summer...thank goodness! And poor Abby..this is her second broken arm. We think that she fractured her arm at her kindergarten graduation party at Classic Fun on the bounce houses....let me say that I LOVE Classic, and we went back the day she got her cast off, before her appt for playgroup. Anyhoo...Abby compained of her arm hurting, and being the BIGGEST contender for mother of the year told her to shrug it off, and go play. Well, she did...for the next 5 yes 5 days! I need to also say that she was USING her arm. The only time she complained was if I was to guide her gently to her room or something like that. :)<br /><br />On Monday night, I came home from running errands, and Aaron said I think we may have a problem...Karson and Abby were wrestling...swelling...you get the picture. So I took her to an IHC facility, that turned us away because it was too close to closing NICE right a six year old..I won't go into my distain for IHC now, maybe later. I took her home wondering what to do, and she started to say that her arm felt better, and that she was fine. She was using it and had full range of motion. I was so tired and confused, but decided to take her to WeeCare anyway. As we are checking in at the dest for a "broken arm" here is my angel leaning with her elbows on the counter, and her wrists under her chin...on her "broken arm" I was about ready to cry...but I was there, and the girl said that the Dr. wouldn't x-ray if he didn't think it was necessary.<br /><br />The Dr. gave a thorough exam of her arm, and said I think were alright, then had her twist...that's when she felt "uncomfortable". Yadda yadda yadda x-ray...broken arm. They wrapped her arm in the standard hard splint, and I was on pins and needles until she was able to get a hard cast. You see, the girl doesn't sit still for a second. I came home one night to her riding her fourwheeler with the splint on. YIKES!! Thank you for bearing with me during my lengthy story. This is basically my journal, and I don't want to leave out any detail.<br /><br />Abby got a beautiful purple cast, we went to Michaels and got some glitter spray paint to make it sparkle. Well that cast lasted for a week before she broke the cast...literally. In the kindergarten post you will see some beautiful HOT PINK wrap that they had to use to reenforce this cast. My little Tom Boy...the great thing was, was that it didn't slow her down a bit. Love my girl!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-32389654965091441532010-07-13T10:08:00.000-07:002010-07-13T14:49:40.231-07:00Dancey Dance TimeYou see, here at our house Yo Gabba Gabba is "Top Dog", "The Cat's Meow", the "Bees knees" if you will. Luke lives for it. One day Karson and Garrett decided to get in on the act. Jack Black was on this episode doing the "Disco Roll" dancey dance.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyepEC13kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/BJ7J59ckBgc/s1600/DSC07405.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyepEC13kI/AAAAAAAAA9E/BJ7J59ckBgc/s320/DSC07405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493440073782648386" /></a><br />Up...down...up...down...up down....roll forward...now back. you get the picture. How do I know this you ask? I am in yo gabba gabba world all day every day.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyelww2QfI/AAAAAAAAA88/rNntbTmbnx8/s1600/DSC07407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyelww2QfI/AAAAAAAAA88/rNntbTmbnx8/s320/DSC07407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493440017067295218" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyehG7mXgI/AAAAAAAAA80/KMinDkkxzTc/s1600/DSC07410.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyehG7mXgI/AAAAAAAAA80/KMinDkkxzTc/s320/DSC07410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493439937118625282" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyefWebEDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/svd60KTHDTM/s1600/DSC07413.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyefWebEDI/AAAAAAAAA8s/svd60KTHDTM/s320/DSC07413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493439906931478578" /></a><br />Love my boys!!Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-41440546162094204272010-07-13T09:53:00.000-07:002010-07-13T10:08:38.649-07:00Boy Scout JamborallKarson's pack went to the Boy Scout Jamborall this year, and I went as a volunteer making it known VERY loudly that I was only going to help, and that not in anyway did I want to be put in a scouting position...just not for me. All in all we had a really fun day.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycHfkHuwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rq49U0x0vnY/s1600/DSC07337.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycHfkHuwI/AAAAAAAAA8k/rq49U0x0vnY/s320/DSC07337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437298031180546" /></a><br />I was really proud of my boy! He made it all the way to the top of the rock wall and rang the buzzer.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycGHNdoTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6elndXqM-S0/s1600/DSC07344.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycGHNdoTI/AAAAAAAAA8c/6elndXqM-S0/s320/DSC07344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437274313826610" /></a><br />They had alot of fun activities for the boys.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycFCcBaxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/q8WOhkwTwO0/s1600/DSC07373.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycFCcBaxI/AAAAAAAAA8U/q8WOhkwTwO0/s320/DSC07373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437255852845842" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycAeOY3hI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GnpaYHFTuX8/s1600/DSC07377.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycAeOY3hI/AAAAAAAAA8E/GnpaYHFTuX8/s320/DSC07377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437177412509202" /></a><br />A few of the boys let loose for a little square dancing. I think the band was relieved that someone was actually listening.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycCOt8gkI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_clYLarzw60/s1600/DSC07383.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDycCOt8gkI/AAAAAAAAA8M/_clYLarzw60/s320/DSC07383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493437207609639490" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-39757459172428196712010-07-13T09:25:00.000-07:002010-07-13T09:44:18.140-07:00Kindergarten Field TripI was so excited to go on Abby's Kindergarten field trip to the Eccles Dinosaur Park. This is her class, they are such a fun group of kids.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUzNi3pKI/AAAAAAAAA78/oQeieHLoXs4/s1600/DSC07258.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUzNi3pKI/AAAAAAAAA78/oQeieHLoXs4/s320/DSC07258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493429253015315618" /></a><br />This is the group of girls that another mom, and I were in charge of. They were adorable, and loved learning about, and exploring the park.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUgqlhWHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RCSntQl-up4/s1600/DSC07267.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUgqlhWHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RCSntQl-up4/s320/DSC07267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428934393550962" /></a><br />We hooked up for a little bit with our pals Brittani & McKade. They were in a different class, but it was fun to see them for a second, and after this fun filled day, Brittani and I went for a HUGE greasy cheeseburgers, and fries to detox. It was great. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhkGbGiI/AAAAAAAAA70/ns1aCu8zwM4/s1600/DSC07265.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhkGbGiI/AAAAAAAAA70/ns1aCu8zwM4/s320/DSC07265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428949832374818" /></a><br />I had a great time with my girl<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhBSfJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/S1O1MO_FHco/s1600/DSC07266.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUhBSfJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7s/S1O1MO_FHco/s320/DSC07266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428940487731026" /></a><br />At this point, I probably might have left them in a cage for a few. :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUf4o_pTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9EfnGnqUKpg/s1600/DSC07275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUf4o_pTI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9EfnGnqUKpg/s320/DSC07275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428920986346802" /></a><br />We also ran into Ally at the end during play time. It's always a laught when these two get together.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUfixdHPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DzplHdnZc50/s1600/DSC07279.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyUfixdHPI/AAAAAAAAA7U/DzplHdnZc50/s320/DSC07279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493428915116252402" /></a><br />Thanks princess for letting me share this time with you.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-8222800818011153682010-07-13T09:11:00.000-07:002010-07-13T09:22:23.944-07:00Rays BaseballKarson played "REAL" baseball this year. Meaning that the boys actually pitched. I was surprised that he wanted to play, because he hadn't played since t-ball. But he did well at tryouts and was drafted in the first round to the Rays. The Rays were the HAPPIEST team in baseball, but had a not very winning season. The coach was a great guy who taught them a true love for the game. They cheered eachother on, and played so positively together. I only took the camera to the first game, but the boys did get alot better through out the season...the very LONG season. It about doubled in length due to rainouts. It seemed to only rain on the days the boys had a game. During the last game (2nd round of the playoffs) we sat through a down poor. But big Daddy, and I toughed it out in the rain cuz if our trembling 46 lb. boy can shiver out in short stop position, who are we to run and hide? :) Great memories!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYnnPxUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nv1ALxEO92M/s1600/DSC07212.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYnnPxUI/AAAAAAAAA7M/nv1ALxEO92M/s320/DSC07212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425497621644610" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYPdgPtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Fp6JfDve5zc/s1600/DSC07213.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRYPdgPtI/AAAAAAAAA7E/Fp6JfDve5zc/s320/DSC07213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425491138330322" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXkpZckI/AAAAAAAAA68/bH5WClDGx3o/s1600/DSC07215.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXkpZckI/AAAAAAAAA68/bH5WClDGx3o/s320/DSC07215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425479645491778" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXG29tEI/AAAAAAAAA60/AkfaSsZXAvM/s1600/DSC07216.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyRXG29tEI/AAAAAAAAA60/AkfaSsZXAvM/s320/DSC07216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493425471649330242" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-90064613965974148852010-07-13T08:54:00.000-07:002010-07-13T09:11:30.261-07:00Spring SoccerI am so behind on this silly blog, I am just getting farther behind so get ready for a million posts. Both Karson & Abby wanted to play soccer this year. But only Karson really played. Abby just showed up for the games for the treats. :) I think that I managed to capture a couple pics of her actually playing. Well not actually playing, but standing with her cute purple shorts, and pink socks. :) <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5QJD8dI/AAAAAAAAA6s/O1-j-RodH_A/s1600/DSC07229.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5QJD8dI/AAAAAAAAA6s/O1-j-RodH_A/s320/DSC07229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422759721824722" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5HSuIfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/p3r6GIULD-Q/s1600/DSC07234.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO5HSuIfI/AAAAAAAAA6k/p3r6GIULD-Q/s320/DSC07234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422757346419186" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4sg7lrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_G8X19F5xKE/s1600/DSC07238.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4sg7lrI/AAAAAAAAA6c/_G8X19F5xKE/s320/DSC07238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422750158263986" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4AWBo0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/NNqRKsy3-eM/s1600/DSC07246.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO4AWBo0I/AAAAAAAAA6U/NNqRKsy3-eM/s320/DSC07246.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422738301363010" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO3uEOpII/AAAAAAAAA6M/atueSjax898/s1600/DSC07250.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/TDyO3uEOpII/AAAAAAAAA6M/atueSjax898/s320/DSC07250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493422733394879618" /></a><br />The kids had fun, and really thats all that counts. Karson quite likes the sport, and had a fantastic coach this year.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-7219583817741255972010-05-05T20:11:00.000-07:002010-05-05T20:17:09.173-07:00Hey Soul Sister...Just wanted to share a little part of a typical day in our house...I love my life!<br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWQdXqxR--k&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QWQdXqxR--k&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-38309486108430922742010-04-19T16:21:00.000-07:002010-04-19T20:59:25.747-07:00"Wush you mom"<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8zmADiVP2I/AAAAAAAAA58/PS5AFEEIu3Q/s1600/March+2010+032.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8zmADiVP2I/AAAAAAAAA58/PS5AFEEIu3Q/s320/March+2010+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461993336717262690" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My little Tank and I have had a relationship lately that makes me a little sad. This is how Tank has been reacting lately when I greet him in the morning, and it is usually accompanied with a VERY whiney NOOOOOO MOM....I Daddy! It breaks my heart, and I have to remember that you are two, and that luckily for Aaron he has been around alot more this go round, and Luke LOVES his daddy.<br />But today...it was just you and I. I smelled something funky, as you walked up. You sat on the stair put out your arms and little fingers motioning me towards you and said "Comeer Mom". I crawled up the stairs, and you put your arms around me SO TIGHTLY and said "Wush you mom", and then with your pudgy little hand you took mine and said "Come on, I ah diaper". Although I just changed THE MOST haneous diaper of my mothering career, I am so Grateful right now for this precious moment that I just shared with you. Love you TankKristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-69738467823235835532010-04-14T13:54:00.000-07:002010-04-14T14:44:27.177-07:00EVERY Kid should be LUCKY enough to have a PAMMY!!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKz7_GaI/AAAAAAAAA50/vZYrsMHJZCs/s1600/March+2010+029.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKz7_GaI/AAAAAAAAA50/vZYrsMHJZCs/s320/March+2010+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102361508682146" /></a><br />The title of my post says it all for me. My baby sister is AMAZING!! This year for the kids birthdays, she decided to take them of a SPECIAL date doing something that they love.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKb5iUrI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sx5PwRB2ZUg/s1600/March+2010+021.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuKb5iUrI/AAAAAAAAA5s/sx5PwRB2ZUg/s320/March+2010+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102355055956658" /></a><br />Abby chose to go to "dinner". They went to China Hill, and then Pam took her shopping at the mall...~~~HEAVEN~~~ for that little girl. They came home and had matching earrings. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJ2IkzPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-780F-n8X90/s1600/DSCF5964.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJ2IkzPI/AAAAAAAAA5k/-780F-n8X90/s320/DSCF5964.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102344918486258" /></a><br />Pam took Karson to see the new movie How to Train A Dragon in 3D. He was so excited, and they had a great time. Karson also wanted to go shopping at (get this) The Quilted Bear... before you start laughing too hard, he went for a new Webkinz toy. They walked around the mall for a while, and had a great time.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJaFxCxI/AAAAAAAAA5c/CYojwgFaCzs/s1600/March+2010+010.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S8YuJaFxCxI/AAAAAAAAA5c/CYojwgFaCzs/s320/March+2010+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460102337390512914" /></a><br />Pammy also wrote each of them a special card too personal to share in this forum. I am so grateful for the love, and special relationships that my kids have with their Auntie Pam. She is going to make an exeptional mother someday...and she does really great hair! Love you Pammy.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-1010596925514252762010-04-07T16:27:00.000-07:002010-04-07T17:15:22.086-07:00Happy Birthday KarsonKarson turned nine this year. The Utah Grizzly Hockey Team came and did an assembly at his school, and gave each of the kids a free ticket. Karson already loves Hockey so it was not really a surprise that this is what he chose to do for his birthday.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WC6RvluI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ysm4FbMjla8/s1600/DSC07080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WC6RvluI/AAAAAAAAA5U/ysm4FbMjla8/s320/DSC07080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542562702137058" /></a><br />The game was on the night of his b-day, so it was fun to see all of his friends, and celebrate with them. We were even able to see Pretty Aunt Val. Aaron had arranged for the announcers to wish Karson a Happy Birthday which he thought was great. It was a great game that went into overtime, however the Grizz could not pull off a win. After the game the kids got iceskates on and were able to skate on the ice, and meet the players. This pic is of Karson and Abby and Brian Kilburg #6. It was a great night.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WCF9fQWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/eI-2-FTg7-c/s1600/DSC07083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WCF9fQWI/AAAAAAAAA5M/eI-2-FTg7-c/s320/DSC07083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542548658536802" /></a><br />The next day we opened his presents, he was so patient to wait. He was VERY spoiled this year. He got Star Wars legos, a date with Pam, a street hockey set, and a diet coke from Abby. Uncle Ryan even gave him Adrain Peterson's Minnesota Vikings Rookie Card...WOW!! We always knew that Ryan is a closet Vikings fan...most people are, it's a hard row to hoe...anyhoo... I thought Karson was going to jump out of his skin when he got his presents from his Granparents! Grampa & Gramma Bishop gave him amongst other things, a HUGE 2-pak of Beef Jerkey! He was ecstatic! PaPa & Yia Yia gave him a Kung Fu Panda game for the PS3. SPOILED. He chose a Minnesota Vikings cake. It was awesome, but the frosting had a horrible chemical smell and taste...so no cake...until later.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WBqVvDpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/KEKIyau-4SU/s1600/DSC07106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S70WBqVvDpI/AAAAAAAAA5E/KEKIyau-4SU/s320/DSC07106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542541244042898" /></a><br />I cannot believe how quickly the last few years have flown by. Karson you are growing up to be such an incredible young man. I am so grateful for the love that you show for your sister, and brother. We had a talk the other day about how I wanted you to stop growing up. You told me that you would always stay with me no matter what. I didn't have the heart or ability to tell you otherwise. I will thoroughly enjoy you while I have you. You are truely a huge light in my life. I love the fact that you'll still kiss me goodbye everymorning before school (even if it is from behind the door), and that your not afraid or embarrassed to express your love. I hope that never changes. I am grateful for your enthusiasm for life, and the quirky smile that usually adornes your face. You are awesome! Happy BirthdayKristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-54292144518686278772010-03-31T07:50:00.000-07:002010-03-31T08:00:49.290-07:00A "Check yourself" Mom Moment...Boy did I start today off on the wrong foot. We woke up late, so I was rushing the kids around trying to get ready for school. The kids were in a great mood, which I quickly ruined. <br />Abby had put on a sweater, and zipped it up, then proceeded to break the zipper by pulling it apart from the bottom. ARG!!! I told her just to wear it unzipped.<br />Karson had a quick breakfast of a loft house cookie and apple juice (Nice right?) and had little sprinkles all over the place.<br />I LOST IT! I went on this diatribe of how I was not thier maid, or there to find thier shoes, or fix their clothing, and how money doesn't grow on trees when Abby had big aligator tears running down her cheeks...she says.."Mommy, I KNOW that money doesn't grow on trees...Apples do...and peaches, but NOT money.<br />I realized then as I looked into their sad little brown eyes, that indeed I AM their maid, and I need to help them find their shoes, and fix thier clothes. I am grateful that I am! But most of all I am their mother, and I needed to check myself. I was setting the tone for their whole day! So we stopped, and talked, and hugged, and cried. I asked them to forgive me, and we started over. I am so blessed to have the children that I do. Thanks for setting me straight.Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-87694953745324918342010-03-25T12:05:00.000-07:002010-03-25T12:13:44.166-07:00Happy Anniversary BabyLook at these two KIDS!!! I can't believe that so much time has passed. This was taken just before we got engaged at my Gramma Horan's birthday party at "The Del". So in love, I had no idea that about three weeks later this hot lil number would ask me to be his wife.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0Qna4bqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0m-bK5Nv2zw/s1600/Kris+and+Aaron+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0Qna4bqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/0m-bK5Nv2zw/s320/Kris+and+Aaron+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452649971414757026" /></a><br />The day was "Lucky" they say. The reason we picked this particular last weekend of March is because the weather is ALWAYS beautiful, or so we were told. After the ceremony, we were on our way to the Murray Mansion for the reception, and it started to snow through the sun rays. We were told if it snows on the day of your wedding it would bring you good fortune. Well... were still together, and have three incredible little humans that we created together, so I'd say were VERY lucky!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0RfhSq6I/AAAAAAAAA4c/_0WEnp6IhMg/s1600/Kris+and+Aaron+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6u0RfhSq6I/AAAAAAAAA4c/_0WEnp6IhMg/s320/Kris+and+Aaron+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452649986474027938" /></a><br />I love you baby! I am so glad that we found eachother, and can't wait for the next 15 years. All my love...KKristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-20735843439886698742010-03-24T11:39:00.000-07:002010-03-24T14:41:57.994-07:003rd grade ProgramLast night was Karson's 3rd Grade Program. It was called "Wonders of the World" It had a Caribbean theme. Karson was not thrilled with all of the dances, as he had to "Hula" in one...not his fav. This clip is from a song called "The Ocean's Alive"<br /><OBJECT id=BLOG_video-19071fd3e432a7fe class=BLOG_video_class width=320 height=266 contentId="19071fd3e432a7fe"></OBJECT><br />Karson had the opportunity to play the xylophone in one of the songs. Karson has had a great year and made lots of new friends. Here is one of them...T.H. His mom also happens to be pretty stinkin awesome herself. Love you guys..Sorry Chi-town, they're ours now! <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6pk4sO0pTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_dVCCXDCxkc/s1600/DSC07058.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6pk4sO0pTI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_dVCCXDCxkc/s320/DSC07058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452281223994189106" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6422431875590439037.post-23144039193596385712010-03-17T12:38:00.001-07:002010-03-17T12:40:13.539-07:00Happy St. Patrick's Day<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6EwFLmNyOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x1zeLeZwweg/s1600-h/St+Patty%27s+Day.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q5FwF34J0s/S6EwFLmNyOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/x1zeLeZwweg/s320/St+Patty%27s+Day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449689889665566946" /></a>Kristihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506842323622742616noreply@blogger.com4