tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67124056853104720242024-03-12T19:52:47.971-07:00Allyson and Benjaminallysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-29186470709769761732013-12-20T08:32:00.001-08:002013-12-20T08:32:58.426-08:002013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="font-family: Arial;">Maughan Family 2013</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">1- January trip to Disney Land. We had a pretty good time and Heather came with us on our last day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">2- Maryanne turned 4. She is the most active kid...I try to put her to bed and she is doing headstands on the bottom bunk. Surely she must get tired right?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">3- We sold our house in Bountiful and pack up and moved to Baltimore.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">4- We stopped by Martin's Cove, WY...Devil's Tower, WY...Mt. Rushmore...Ft. Leonardwood, MO....Louisville and Lexington, KY...and ended in Baltimore, MD with Suzette up from DC to get us through the night with blankets, bedding, and food.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">5- Ben started work at Johns Hopkins Hospital as an Oncology Fellow. (The fellowship is 3 years)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">6- Breanna turned 7. She had a little party in NJ with cousins and aunts and then we went to a concert with dad at night.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">7- Elizabeth turned 9. Her cousin Hazel was over for a few days and we went to a farm and pick berries. We went up later to NJ for a little cousin party.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">8- School started and Lizzy and Bre went to 4th and 2nd grade and I joined a preschool co op for Maryanne. I volunteer at the school on Monday to be with the girls.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">9- At church, Ben helps run the organization for men called the Elder's quorum. I have been organinizing week day activities for kids 8-11...and now I have been asked to learn ASL and interpret during our women's meeting, Relief Society.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">10- This is one of the only Halloween photos done the Sat before Halloween because I was in the hospital on Halloween night. It was a sad day for the girls all around. Luckily Aunt Lisa sent a box of candy to tide them over;)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: large;">Our new address is 5511 Pimlico Road apt 1, Baltimore, MD 21209.</span><br />
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allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-9883172174615561582013-08-17T11:42:00.001-07:002013-08-17T11:42:33.640-07:00Baltimore top 10We moved to Baltimore about 6 weeks ago. I felt a little like I was back in Kentucky with the trees and humidity. I had a neighbor who said that when she moved into her home years ago she knew she was home for good. I don't know if that is totally how I feel but there a lots of things I love about Baltimore.<br />
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1- We live close to Ben's work. AAHHH! After being far away in Utah I have LOVED LOVED being close to the hospital (if you call 7 miles close) I feel like it is so easy to jump on the 83 and ride in to JHH.<br />
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2- Lots of trees. I love being surrounded by nature. I feel like I live in the woods...kind of a dream come true.<br />
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3- The ocean. Yes, really we live on a port not beach right by us...but I love the water and I love that we are close to it.<br />
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4- It is green. I don't know that I ever got used to the dry summers of the west and the stickery, thorny stuff that grows out in the desert. I do love being surrounded my green here all summer.<br />
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5- NO watering. I do not miss turning on the water every night to try and get the grass to grow and the plant to not die. Here is just rains all the time...so no watering. It is kind of relaxing.<br />
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6- Natural grass....I like the idea of grass that just grows and little weedy but no need to spray endlessly and cultivate something unnatural.<br />
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7- In our apartment we have two really big bedrooms. I love mine. I feel like I can stay in my room if I want to. It is great to have some space in my room to move around and be relaxed.<br />
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8- Mt. Washington pool. This is a community pool and it actually costs to be a member but we have gone on the free days and it has been REALLY nice. Twice a week we can swim for free. I am not sure if I will ever need to join.<br />
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I guess there are just 8 things I love for now. I will have to finish my list in 3 years when we are done with the fellowship;)<br />
allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-7752942509538541972013-02-23T19:51:00.001-08:002013-02-23T19:51:50.215-08:00Johns Hopkins<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">For the first time since we started on this medical school journey, something has turned out just as we both planned it.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I thought I would be the most excited every....and I am! However, I am also a little nervous. I feel like I am in one of those movies where you pinch yourselve to see if </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">you are awake.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">Recently a cousin of mine and her husband with through the sadness of not matching for a residency and had to scramble. I thought of when Ben did not get a spot in medical school his first year we applied...Then when we failed the STEP 2 standardized patient section. This was like a black cloud over our house for weeks. Nothing compares to the day when we found out he passed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">And then we looked on match day and there was Johns Hopkins our #1 choice as the school we are matched to. It is so much more humbling to win after a defeat. How is that possible?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: large;">So around June 20th we will put all of our stuff in a moving device of some sort and go across the country (again) and see what friends await us in Baltimore, MD.</span>allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-68463869996812810212012-03-03T17:27:00.002-08:002012-03-03T17:34:51.237-08:00My girls<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdvcwSJZgH1gKu6_rFCoMheWoPL4w18_-Q_PHK_Mp4JdZC7TyrqiRFgHtEB3TOLJgAeW6Ty4Nw0npLQv05EFcBQ5gMMoktIks6JNAAchy84LrjNZhlHxIWq2AFDEQwFRjgAkn21Dn6uQ/s1600/Feb+12+035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715848004751152738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdvcwSJZgH1gKu6_rFCoMheWoPL4w18_-Q_PHK_Mp4JdZC7TyrqiRFgHtEB3TOLJgAeW6Ty4Nw0npLQv05EFcBQ5gMMoktIks6JNAAchy84LrjNZhlHxIWq2AFDEQwFRjgAkn21Dn6uQ/s320/Feb+12+035.JPG" /></a>The girls all ready for Sunday church.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGV0eCbrF4-HfLc3keyfbQo2RhQ-aDR5znLUDng0vfa5NEvxq-RiQ6SIbDxsFFBzus5Dx5NMhgkXGPea1w2r21nkdzJ8cscaQIPG6j8G4gbWkpE3Nvts4ddFp-FN6W3p719Xn-GtmBXo/s1600/DSCN0125.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715847640743006034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGGV0eCbrF4-HfLc3keyfbQo2RhQ-aDR5znLUDng0vfa5NEvxq-RiQ6SIbDxsFFBzus5Dx5NMhgkXGPea1w2r21nkdzJ8cscaQIPG6j8G4gbWkpE3Nvts4ddFp-FN6W3p719Xn-GtmBXo/s320/DSCN0125.JPG" /></a>Ben and the girls at the Valentine Date with dad.<br /><br /></div></div>allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-33393278456301904002012-01-09T08:18:00.000-08:002012-01-09T08:25:56.838-08:00family photos<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGmRbt2AqhBM2Ok18uF_4FqAWFXCDUCa5MfZjQBYPcpNnVfDWzWqKky3hkG-TYrg5rA8_1ImzJ1MQT4TrU0vYNgGMGgc8JVNJlXPGTeijCkRPMHEvJovgACUF5OP6tX21KoCJDGduB3s/s1600/Jan+12+023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695668462801680018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGmRbt2AqhBM2Ok18uF_4FqAWFXCDUCa5MfZjQBYPcpNnVfDWzWqKky3hkG-TYrg5rA8_1ImzJ1MQT4TrU0vYNgGMGgc8JVNJlXPGTeijCkRPMHEvJovgACUF5OP6tX21KoCJDGduB3s/s320/Jan+12+023.JPG" /></a>My girls in front of my sister's tree. Ours is down of course.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3quHLaw7LzU9Y1ZUpZYT6s_qdafriax6V0vl79NoztRrGsm29l1Nop5YMTMyXufdExpJbf_rxOMxZ2ASuIidNY_z8xay2FaDMwfO3SmTA3Y93vBP-7xDzf4o3cg594Bo8XdlsATzQN4I/s1600/Jan+12+019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695668046234085458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3quHLaw7LzU9Y1ZUpZYT6s_qdafriax6V0vl79NoztRrGsm29l1Nop5YMTMyXufdExpJbf_rxOMxZ2ASuIidNY_z8xay2FaDMwfO3SmTA3Y93vBP-7xDzf4o3cg594Bo8XdlsATzQN4I/s320/Jan+12+019.JPG" /></a>Ben and I!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuXiQqHKRDtLtrAv1Inyv0gxQUauw1RlrIhkOEM6GoIbCv_qIVCvjZLT4H9GNJaZPWnMPKSXT-owbbygRqMgR6UMEUjhTrU7NpfW99UZXpmLXWXI_m4PGFdS0f2nBewm3K-XxSuosOb8/s1600/Jan+12+029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695667724657809410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisuXiQqHKRDtLtrAv1Inyv0gxQUauw1RlrIhkOEM6GoIbCv_qIVCvjZLT4H9GNJaZPWnMPKSXT-owbbygRqMgR6UMEUjhTrU7NpfW99UZXpmLXWXI_m4PGFdS0f2nBewm3K-XxSuosOb8/s320/Jan+12+029.JPG" /></a>Here we all are. Good thing it snowed. I hope we all look older and more sophisticated than last year. We had to wait until it snowed for a pretty picture. Good thing we got the miracle dump of snow in Davis county.<br /><div></div></div><br /></div>allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-23270755749594289762011-10-30T20:05:00.001-07:002011-10-30T20:19:20.799-07:00Cabin Take Two<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Y9Ac-6m_QPUTz5m8sExsaJuSTphyRYq5T9XZSmL_LXewUPlV1KNjTlPmkVaV3LkLNacyrwVx22R6BXPJvRnAE9adAyA42pZzdEsBoSHysKdqIkRkg11g-ciPMk93mhUoBv01WJY_7N0/s1600/10-11+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Y9Ac-6m_QPUTz5m8sExsaJuSTphyRYq5T9XZSmL_LXewUPlV1KNjTlPmkVaV3LkLNacyrwVx22R6BXPJvRnAE9adAyA42pZzdEsBoSHysKdqIkRkg11g-ciPMk93mhUoBv01WJY_7N0/s320/10-11+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669488979384070930" border="0" /></a>Maryanne with the garden they made and watered.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3EcGOU6KueVKrQWlD9In1YnpPPaNJsK-qegVY9z950IVK3a44frjpcIRoLBf_BryUJzApLHiiF96L08NNhh8xpxHlavQS4IpDXVBsTA3tt1BAvZ16WPnqGT2UoEQcb-2msKNdNLqjCPw/s1600/10-11+cabin.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3EcGOU6KueVKrQWlD9In1YnpPPaNJsK-qegVY9z950IVK3a44frjpcIRoLBf_BryUJzApLHiiF96L08NNhh8xpxHlavQS4IpDXVBsTA3tt1BAvZ16WPnqGT2UoEQcb-2msKNdNLqjCPw/s320/10-11+cabin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669488075834474610" border="0" /></a>Elizabeth in the tree.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR01dL_qvosbp8cP_R7MyUnxIUtihFuAERse6J9iIEF-VEreNO1wRwE2GOiGH0OZagJUQTks5liUoAX5i42NGTGqdj-I1wDMFyJal3Y34zx_5VmMFCyYIDkCse7j0Q_05r651obj1XHQQ/s1600/10-11+cabin+b.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR01dL_qvosbp8cP_R7MyUnxIUtihFuAERse6J9iIEF-VEreNO1wRwE2GOiGH0OZagJUQTks5liUoAX5i42NGTGqdj-I1wDMFyJal3Y34zx_5VmMFCyYIDkCse7j0Q_05r651obj1XHQQ/s320/10-11+cabin+b.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669487916910223122" border="0" /></a>Everyone outside with the fire. They were sure they needed one and we decided "go ahead"<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgTmd4aqgAasTN1FE382HDNGluB2qMzwSrg-zjtSy0hZ7iEqWwNX2JmyWi8-9ZW5cvT5oJyzTvf0y6J8m112cCMwHt3IgqfeO2WGZs1khE_ChY6S-lnZdF8BUeReCKG7mfBvYYIvWSng/s1600/10-11+cabin+e.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCgTmd4aqgAasTN1FE382HDNGluB2qMzwSrg-zjtSy0hZ7iEqWwNX2JmyWi8-9ZW5cvT5oJyzTvf0y6J8m112cCMwHt3IgqfeO2WGZs1khE_ChY6S-lnZdF8BUeReCKG7mfBvYYIvWSng/s320/10-11+cabin+e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669487813720812770" border="0" /></a>Making the village with dominoes<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLwBGi4kNL4QCwNYqoPh-VOhEKpQ209jwlL_q5n6o4b4tZkTkComYTjL12IUOEnQYO5I2BgC2AULmmyGeW0N03bbTNvpclxbQ77K4575hCKnkVECPme8RUTO5fEmqNeqxyDLhoMgnO4qU/s1600/10-11+cabin+a.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLwBGi4kNL4QCwNYqoPh-VOhEKpQ209jwlL_q5n6o4b4tZkTkComYTjL12IUOEnQYO5I2BgC2AULmmyGeW0N03bbTNvpclxbQ77K4575hCKnkVECPme8RUTO5fEmqNeqxyDLhoMgnO4qU/s320/10-11+cabin+a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669487740777826818" border="0" /></a>Me and Bre at the fire pit.<br /></div>A month ago we tried to visit the family cabin and it ended up being an adventure since when we arrived it was locked. However, I got my own keys...and we took a second try.<br />We were off for 2 days of school and I needed something to do will all that time. The girls and I went with my sister Suzette (who was watching Cherie's kids) and had a great day of sitting in the house and telling the kids to run and play outside.<br /><br />The made a garden in the sand box, picked apples, climbed trees, and ran around. We left at 7pm and they mostly all fell asleep on the way home.<br /><br />It was a great day off and I didn't have to do to much;)allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-51646013041533274072011-10-30T19:39:00.001-07:002011-10-30T19:45:15.957-07:00Hiking to Elephant rock<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN6oC10ywYEXWCr-n1pbeS1ljlNcH5AeJwvLRpSCGuCYvPRF7ImTVCDzeqWGVdYiOjFlDpT-LbV09FruZjvWXhMPTBG-1uhYkwMaa_K1pfusv-PmN9noPnzinVf2_nZoIuLQTpNcJOQyw/s1600/10-11+006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN6oC10ywYEXWCr-n1pbeS1ljlNcH5AeJwvLRpSCGuCYvPRF7ImTVCDzeqWGVdYiOjFlDpT-LbV09FruZjvWXhMPTBG-1uhYkwMaa_K1pfusv-PmN9noPnzinVf2_nZoIuLQTpNcJOQyw/s320/10-11+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669481094803549458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsa8C69w_o2m0M8aAvDR4gC1RLNW2QXZPVCONfrYsK4SkJF93ErQaJ4YGAQVAAVJjTDS7ydnphHcCH5KFpk9d2y2U0LMZaBtQEUvklfYR01RXZNkQPPtu7FWqTUv48wkAVBoTGCo1XmkA/s1600/10-11+009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsa8C69w_o2m0M8aAvDR4gC1RLNW2QXZPVCONfrYsK4SkJF93ErQaJ4YGAQVAAVJjTDS7ydnphHcCH5KFpk9d2y2U0LMZaBtQEUvklfYR01RXZNkQPPtu7FWqTUv48wkAVBoTGCo1XmkA/s320/10-11+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480844689766466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFj3pyk_St0hyaHixMNIloPytdgb2HA1Jwp4trNG66v9u6YcrXGCTEM3ChDqpr5FXQ0P4ZVm78KYY36uqYXCRCqKHwlrR0QobYmATFrE5Gv2hrRFIssBITUwnxpVu2iVhFNTNwLuxtpNY/s1600/10-11+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFj3pyk_St0hyaHixMNIloPytdgb2HA1Jwp4trNG66v9u6YcrXGCTEM3ChDqpr5FXQ0P4ZVm78KYY36uqYXCRCqKHwlrR0QobYmATFrE5Gv2hrRFIssBITUwnxpVu2iVhFNTNwLuxtpNY/s320/10-11+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669480634059597346" border="0" /></a><br />A few weeks ago Ben was post call and wanted to go hiking. So we called my sister and family. She sent her husband and the older 4 kids. So we were one with hike to Elephant Rock or Big rock...up in the canyon in Bountiful. At some point we separated because Maryanne was going TOO slow. So it ended up with everyone making it to the rock but Maryanne and me. She actually fell asleep for a while and I hiked down the mountain ALONE carrying a 36 lb. 2 year old. In case you are wondering it is really hard and she was TOTALLY floppy. I did try stopping but it was getting so cold and late I couldn't handle sitting for long.<br />But Ben trying to come to my rescue although by the time he caught me I only had about 1/4 of a mile left. However, I think it is the thought that counts!! The older girls did have an AWESOME time.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-17222278417767565382011-10-08T07:15:00.001-07:002011-10-08T07:21:14.480-07:00The Tree House Museum<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyveKLpx-r8Y5o9D5LAzQkttsidOqvgdZISVpxYhfOpX46pAgpa3B07NQtz08taZHEMhFcpyQmzsV_jo2_PErR0_WLn7MiMVdZJB2L8nfT2N402D-ze_oJGzjtIn5M3txZI37b8S5mdsI/s1600/8-11+069.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyveKLpx-r8Y5o9D5LAzQkttsidOqvgdZISVpxYhfOpX46pAgpa3B07NQtz08taZHEMhFcpyQmzsV_jo2_PErR0_WLn7MiMVdZJB2L8nfT2N402D-ze_oJGzjtIn5M3txZI37b8S5mdsI/s320/8-11+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661125619927677410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgllFj630sdRm8jBQ-tzwBnAamLNLJ7HzkI9dBRZEj5A7rGCHrbGOXk-YvDMkj-otYTD0tQdFlvqzMR7RWIQZI8snHfQR28pMRblWrDR_rfwDi_ZnSiBu-K8emK6ZhUDhkKSmVEzfmG1XQ/s1600/8-11+066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgllFj630sdRm8jBQ-tzwBnAamLNLJ7HzkI9dBRZEj5A7rGCHrbGOXk-YvDMkj-otYTD0tQdFlvqzMR7RWIQZI8snHfQR28pMRblWrDR_rfwDi_ZnSiBu-K8emK6ZhUDhkKSmVEzfmG1XQ/s320/8-11+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661125389884138546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy0EksemypU0IWRRBQCurVwD0alEUgg1z6OjG1LsCa9qFfDUHbhUt9svbJBcT9geinu1HxbBnZi2H675EQoeMipiEz6G29QkRDdispjgjChYi0MRVI62a8q32K6NlGUZL5aOUCamENS9I/s1600/8-11+065.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy0EksemypU0IWRRBQCurVwD0alEUgg1z6OjG1LsCa9qFfDUHbhUt9svbJBcT9geinu1HxbBnZi2H675EQoeMipiEz6G29QkRDdispjgjChYi0MRVI62a8q32K6NlGUZL5aOUCamENS9I/s320/8-11+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661125143616100962" border="0" /></a>For Christmas, my sister Heather gave us money to go to the Tree House museum. I thought we would go during the summer...but it never worked out. And Ben schedule makes it had to do things because he does not have lots of Sat. off. However, Oct 1 we finally made it;) The girls had lots of fun and no problem staying there for the last 3 hours it was open for the day. Then afterward with the left over money, we went to the Farr's ice cream and shared a big treat. It was a long afternoon but we had a good time! Thanks Heather.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-13307221660846237142011-10-05T13:02:00.000-07:002011-10-05T13:09:47.961-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHJ-8Ita6V_OlGRKXKsC1tJNlbhgwUHmUI-xq0USgomzYAxDLJjWJgPSmpbfkGIlu1t_7P79N7EL1A-Ll7aikcbsvQNUe6xrPnmqgUxh0eLyIiq_rS4nRuFA38T_MZwKz20qEBpFVFjk/s1600/8-11+058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmHJ-8Ita6V_OlGRKXKsC1tJNlbhgwUHmUI-xq0USgomzYAxDLJjWJgPSmpbfkGIlu1t_7P79N7EL1A-Ll7aikcbsvQNUe6xrPnmqgUxh0eLyIiq_rS4nRuFA38T_MZwKz20qEBpFVFjk/s320/8-11+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660101896636446002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1bLf6Pl4QKbeJ1Ish0V0tW6VBF3hrEcJEXVKNp_gi_simgLub6G4J-56wUomPVbk8faiSffZ-AxgkV0EftUb4UgHYgbQ3FAAZGztFUWDrMyFA6W0QouXob5BPftEHFx4AUtShZT7Hp9k/s1600/8-11+060.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1bLf6Pl4QKbeJ1Ish0V0tW6VBF3hrEcJEXVKNp_gi_simgLub6G4J-56wUomPVbk8faiSffZ-AxgkV0EftUb4UgHYgbQ3FAAZGztFUWDrMyFA6W0QouXob5BPftEHFx4AUtShZT7Hp9k/s320/8-11+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660101371939168386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yzARxY9xlstUr64ManEcg3tuy0ZBQCW_b0GPiTOzN8IFMGWbgTGfd15Y7nwjTF3bNPQzjiOoAoBKI_NK8z8Egdtjsr5QK5ffO1lwMldG5up9KAL2nry30VfisoGHkmS7A_9FJpZ8ViU/s1600/8-11+057.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6yzARxY9xlstUr64ManEcg3tuy0ZBQCW_b0GPiTOzN8IFMGWbgTGfd15Y7nwjTF3bNPQzjiOoAoBKI_NK8z8Egdtjsr5QK5ffO1lwMldG5up9KAL2nry30VfisoGHkmS7A_9FJpZ8ViU/s320/8-11+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660101158352989554" border="0" /></a><br />We went to Hyrum (Blacksmith Fork Creek) to Ben's parent's cabin. We thought his sister was still there...but NO. So we were locked out. We parked the car by the front gate and went and played outside. It was fun and you can see we found stuff to do. We also got some apples that made 5 jars of apple sauce. We are thinking of getting the rest when we go up next time (with KEYS)allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-32595231979636287372011-09-25T17:40:00.001-07:002011-09-25T17:42:58.164-07:00Red Buttes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0EmWM6k3D7jsGEZmMuDBjtWK4_4DrAvvCaKxQhdyBdsP9C1ZXCVAjCMCgEJo5zDfqlyNE8wwFQ0hyL_9Q6ICk22X1dbABugfIt7_hpJC32Mayz84BtYOc-DYRB-KyxoaD2ptGUqfvRw/s1600/8-11+061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0EmWM6k3D7jsGEZmMuDBjtWK4_4DrAvvCaKxQhdyBdsP9C1ZXCVAjCMCgEJo5zDfqlyNE8wwFQ0hyL_9Q6ICk22X1dbABugfIt7_hpJC32Mayz84BtYOc-DYRB-KyxoaD2ptGUqfvRw/s320/8-11+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656461906659070914" border="0" /></a>The U was having a health fair at the Red Butte Gardens. A kind of arboretum. So we all went up. I have just hurt my foot the Monday before so I was still hobbling around. Here are the girls with some of the flowers. It is very pretty there. We had a good time and the girls LOVED getting all of the free stuff at the health fair.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-14424664426349951272011-09-14T12:29:00.000-07:002011-09-14T12:31:20.623-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4ahd13DkaZnsjko_qwyPiBzfdKgcEK7ZxeSNn8q5GPGXVeEhyjoNgyxMlew5Tui_VaRWBBsjRlUcUCHEsyYgMm_il1FqbJUJBgqmRYw0-y88C2RuKZ1NdDaJC0ViMc28I_J1MlTkWtE/s1600/8-11+042.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4ahd13DkaZnsjko_qwyPiBzfdKgcEK7ZxeSNn8q5GPGXVeEhyjoNgyxMlew5Tui_VaRWBBsjRlUcUCHEsyYgMm_il1FqbJUJBgqmRYw0-y88C2RuKZ1NdDaJC0ViMc28I_J1MlTkWtE/s320/8-11+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652299892917757298" border="0" /></a>If you ever wonder what life with Maryanne is like...here is what I woke up to one morning at 7am. She was making the chocolate.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-10648792598699779622011-09-14T12:23:00.000-07:002011-09-14T12:29:30.206-07:00School days<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQNOUbD7cpWT8KjFDmj8HsXZkwRlYMTG9bs0u-so-yh8_yrZOO4xhs8EvC8R5rdZXZiFZ_DDgfGaba9NzYshQMPqzHbqlpJYhvLf29jYR9efs3SaNOynEZhtRnVczXK3lotWjU3yx-Ls/s1600/8-11+044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyQNOUbD7cpWT8KjFDmj8HsXZkwRlYMTG9bs0u-so-yh8_yrZOO4xhs8EvC8R5rdZXZiFZ_DDgfGaba9NzYshQMPqzHbqlpJYhvLf29jYR9efs3SaNOynEZhtRnVczXK3lotWjU3yx-Ls/s320/8-11+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652298346377559074" border="0" /></a>First day of school. I often wondered in KY what school life would be like. Elizabeth did go to 1/2 day KG there but that seemed not really too big of a deal and it was very relaxing for me to have some time to myself.<br />Now I have two kids in school and one is in KG so I am in errand and running around jail. I try to make all of my activities fit around 12:45 or 3:25 so I don't have to be in my car all day...and once they come home...I try to get everyone to get the homework done and take bath.<br />Such a different life from just being at the house all day with little kids.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-73122069635134434692011-08-28T13:06:00.000-07:002011-08-28T13:12:32.420-07:00Holbrook Canyon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUvLOIGnC_9g4Ynoc2HzEKh8bmTbq49Q_TySHcpFdtpuX-Cdpi7A0CeNMuboUUmEkYVEAADcllpYoneTTIJEU2waPmvMY-G_AGJv5kzWQgNob9zfkAHM7eZ8ECnZG8XKpxm6c48b4IMM/s1600/8-11+041.jpg">
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<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Last weekend we hiked in the afternoon after Ben got home from work. There is a trail up Holbrook Canyon just a few miles from our house. We took some snacks and a swim suit to get cool in the stream. We tried to find out old spot...but this Spring it got washed over. So we had to look for a new spot.</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxgHiCzEz_GcCFj-uGHMJ8GoD2kBAMnf3K_7gCC0_pr2Gy_yajPDLyGaUEZgAgFlhzL_vuBIKrHvTGFhP2RMW8dwYfckepdwcRlOcNol4M3eZI6t7QHHODMGc1vph8vBkiqY0ZH40ljo/s1600/8-11+036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPxgHiCzEz_GcCFj-uGHMJ8GoD2kBAMnf3K_7gCC0_pr2Gy_yajPDLyGaUEZgAgFlhzL_vuBIKrHvTGFhP2RMW8dwYfckepdwcRlOcNol4M3eZI6t7QHHODMGc1vph8vBkiqY0ZH40ljo/s320/8-11+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646000910467587970" border="0" /></a>The girls after a refreshing dip in the stream. It was good thing there was water because it was HOT outside. We were up in the 90's that weekend.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUvLOIGnC_9g4Ynoc2HzEKh8bmTbq49Q_TySHcpFdtpuX-Cdpi7A0CeNMuboUUmEkYVEAADcllpYoneTTIJEU2waPmvMY-G_AGJv5kzWQgNob9zfkAHM7eZ8ECnZG8XKpxm6c48b4IMM/s1600/8-11+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUvLOIGnC_9g4Ynoc2HzEKh8bmTbq49Q_TySHcpFdtpuX-Cdpi7A0CeNMuboUUmEkYVEAADcllpYoneTTIJEU2waPmvMY-G_AGJv5kzWQgNob9zfkAHM7eZ8ECnZG8XKpxm6c48b4IMM/s320/8-11+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646001780966036898" border="0" /></a>Here is our family in the stream. It was so nice of the couple to take this for us. Just so you know the water was REALLY cold. I am kind of surprised the girls jumped in and got so wet.
<br />allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-13418338587498606082011-08-22T19:27:00.000-07:002011-08-22T19:40:39.663-07:00This Is The Place<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPY8eE8j99vloLLKjau6YnnEOpNZWm_kC83Lr3BUc8lkUBPQ0zZuUtmnwXhc8wblRcbwluyMCanXYTo9Rjc8_3kE-d0k5-5VOAOsh4ScgPMn3r2bcjhjReI9CPWR1rjGjQOSVpfhYnCy8/s1600/8-11+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPY8eE8j99vloLLKjau6YnnEOpNZWm_kC83Lr3BUc8lkUBPQ0zZuUtmnwXhc8wblRcbwluyMCanXYTo9Rjc8_3kE-d0k5-5VOAOsh4ScgPMn3r2bcjhjReI9CPWR1rjGjQOSVpfhYnCy8/s320/8-11+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643874407534528354" border="0" /></a>By the sheep in front of our house...cousin Sophia came to visit us this day.
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<br />On a stump in front of "our" home
<br />This was quite an experience for us. 8 Tuesday mornings from 10-2 we were there. It took most of the morning to get us all ready and out the door. Then the girls had to go for a pony ride and play at the small village before they could go home. The little girls were usually asleep before we got to Foothills Dr. I would guess about 1/2 to 1 mile. Elizabeth absolutely loved it. Breanna and Maryanne were more challenging. I have heard I should have waited until my kids were older...but...I fear when they are older they will be more busy and not want to go as often. In the end, it was worth the experience and the fun we had for the frustrations. I learned and experienced new things and will probably look at pioneers in a different light.
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<br />allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-1244015323896859402011-08-22T19:21:00.000-07:002011-08-22T19:26:37.775-07:00Elizabeth's Birthday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlaQMpt5EAKF_DDDZ0MANQ4PStGYKqvA26memXpZitVVdID_D-rixfqUu_sBLP3W91xcuXM8wuVb9T5jI7kkVRMKeOjF6ouiHjyGwa_PEj3RUAL9rj9AxuXTW6SDwAwAFu9Fjm3EvaMiE/s1600/8-11+009.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlaQMpt5EAKF_DDDZ0MANQ4PStGYKqvA26memXpZitVVdID_D-rixfqUu_sBLP3W91xcuXM8wuVb9T5jI7kkVRMKeOjF6ouiHjyGwa_PEj3RUAL9rj9AxuXTW6SDwAwAFu9Fjm3EvaMiE/s320/8-11+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643871575877049938" border="0" /></a>
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<br />Elizabeth turned 7 this year. She had a sleep over with cousin Hazel the night before her birthday. I don't think they got a lot of sleep.
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<br />Then there is a picture of her with friends at her party. It was lots of good fun.
<br />I was thinking the other day about how Elizabeth turned 2 the year we moved to KY. That is how old Maryanne is...I guess all my babies will some day grow up.
<br />allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-11336855319041763192011-08-18T06:31:00.000-07:002011-08-18T06:55:15.412-07:00Library StorytimeI have read several blogs about decisions with school, jobs, and being a mom. So here is mine! I have never wanted to totally give up teaching Spanish. It seems at times it is my link to being a real person...it seems to give my something professional to say in my world of doctors and professional people who can more than match my bachelors degree. I have been told a million times that mom is fine but I have never been able to feel professional when I tell people I am a mom.
<br />Also, I like to feel like I am helping with our money situation during the times of NO or little money. I want to be able to do something that makes more than $0 a hour so I can buy a package of almonds if Ben wants them.
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<br />So I use Spanish...I tutor, I teach classes, or I do story time. However, every time I embark on one of these missions, I feel a drain. I ignore my kids or get mad as I try to explain that I don't look professional with nutella on my white shirt. Then when people pay you money...you have to be more than a mom and this hard to be when you are already working 24 hours a day. In the end, the money I make doesn't seem much more than $0 an hour and I am not sure the drain I took is worth it. But in the past, I could not let go of my ideals.
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<br />Now after all of these years...(partly because we now have money) I think I am going to let my ideals GO. What I am really committed to is my kids learning some Spanish and more importantly learning about languages and people. I want them to feel like learning a language is obtainable. I want them to understand that their are countries and people in our world who look and speak differently than us and that there is a way for us to understand them. I think when I teach them Spanish and we talk about countries that speak Spanish; they get this.
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<br />I have often thought that the library might be my key...and I am going to try it out. So on the last Tuesday of the month for $0 I am going to teach Spanish story time at the library....for my kids (and if others want to come that's fine). I would just teach them at home...but I need an extra motivational push. The library will by my motivation to keep up with their Spanish and practice a little with them.
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<br />Then one day when Elizabeth learns Chinese (she says she has to learn since she is going on her mission there...that is a whole post itself) I will know that all my effort to help her be accepting of language and people will have been worth it.
<br />I guess (just like the commercial says) it will be worth more than $0 because it will be priceless.
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<br />Okay, maybe being a mom does sound more professional.
<br />allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-21676272013771702442011-08-04T17:42:00.001-07:002011-08-04T17:47:46.804-07:00Car Break InMy girls and I volunteer at "This is the Place Heritage Park". A week ago when we came back from doing our job...we found our window bashed in. Needless to say we were all a bit of a wreck. I drug the girls back to the visitor center to call 911.<br />I found out that cops DO NOT come out. They just have you file something on line.<br />Breanna was crying hysterically. I was trying to be really calm so that she didn't freak out any more.<br /><br />Holly, who works with the volunteers, came and and helped me get some things cleaned up.<br />In the end the car was the easy fix.<br />It was calling the banks, going to the bank, trying to get a driver's license, waiting for you credit card to arrive..and your check book to come.<br /><br />Then you have to call work to fix direct deposit, and direct withdrawal.<br />Then try to get all your bills still paid in time with no money.<br />Then try to eat something since this happened right after vacation and there was no food. <br />Then try to throw a 7 year old birthday party.<br />I am wiped out.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-79421225255362894752011-08-04T17:35:00.000-07:002011-08-04T17:42:20.858-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHKkc29i0A_SaxnSiN75IAL5w0IPT5ksL32uPs58zbzhpQxbnWEghV-ir5HTKSdt_yLoAtwBfdCLvPU72rzOdcoxqaKd4KDOMJVKlEMUpGM1uYHKovpSSkwYgMHwnkwCOmx0Dw1KZc2o/s1600/7-11b+026.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHKkc29i0A_SaxnSiN75IAL5w0IPT5ksL32uPs58zbzhpQxbnWEghV-ir5HTKSdt_yLoAtwBfdCLvPU72rzOdcoxqaKd4KDOMJVKlEMUpGM1uYHKovpSSkwYgMHwnkwCOmx0Dw1KZc2o/s320/7-11b+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637165439458070418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPYc4WHaguO396_ukDmtTDL7lFQN6DX2u9ftHh_98cegMKxVHRFjlzIcXdmu1gxYJklV8EvcvNCovtKJ7K3A7jKcCXcXXm2n2AcF1f973Oo00SGCmot-hrswzq2v_TTxPENkXOvIo3hU/s1600/7-11b+018.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPYc4WHaguO396_ukDmtTDL7lFQN6DX2u9ftHh_98cegMKxVHRFjlzIcXdmu1gxYJklV8EvcvNCovtKJ7K3A7jKcCXcXXm2n2AcF1f973Oo00SGCmot-hrswzq2v_TTxPENkXOvIo3hU/s320/7-11b+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637165173896148562" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM5wtE_rO3u6cIdPomhkbtSifUVLXyoFS62-v5tvlyZk6TDmIb62G4R91glyh2bjsRradT6dcxRYTobvr7Al9tYtxOAVYg_tfU3mZ_IAlbP9r52jucjlSg2M6l0bJBeFRkg9JD_BdQLtM/s1600/7-11b+003.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM5wtE_rO3u6cIdPomhkbtSifUVLXyoFS62-v5tvlyZk6TDmIb62G4R91glyh2bjsRradT6dcxRYTobvr7Al9tYtxOAVYg_tfU3mZ_IAlbP9r52jucjlSg2M6l0bJBeFRkg9JD_BdQLtM/s320/7-11b+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637164446073659090" border="0" /></a><br />Family Reunion=<br />Lots of playing<br />Lots of craziness<br />No Sleep<br />Lots of Food<br /><br />and friends for life<br />Elizabeth asked if Kate (a second cousin that lives in Arizon) could come to her birthday party. She said she want to play more with her.<br /><br />I never can get enough either. So much fun.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-62955976561836295892011-07-10T13:11:00.001-07:002011-07-10T13:15:22.697-07:00Zoo trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi125kwZJXwa2jhemuh_dyzntecWBRTjDFindX2h21rXXtYGgZ0JlQX0ESWbrZ7IslmjLV6KJEqd-y1cdgHyvHrw6Va7vPATQ8cnRpmxzgWs6F75AEuboY4BjnAKOFnZTWapbNqSYZo4Vw/s1600/7-11+035.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi125kwZJXwa2jhemuh_dyzntecWBRTjDFindX2h21rXXtYGgZ0JlQX0ESWbrZ7IslmjLV6KJEqd-y1cdgHyvHrw6Va7vPATQ8cnRpmxzgWs6F75AEuboY4BjnAKOFnZTWapbNqSYZo4Vw/s320/7-11+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627819506204399602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEyGuB0UTBB0xF5h3Qo9fsmCA46uvwiqp2gaOH2yWia_LJtVQwo8NQ4bsxO4PqAYMT9dZFJQAHqBl42R_nprK_ZDUVOK5NL3tpibEmz5Vs2c1prOgSZ0T-R8urAJUJgJf3vVT8Ar91ck/s1600/7-11+033.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEyGuB0UTBB0xF5h3Qo9fsmCA46uvwiqp2gaOH2yWia_LJtVQwo8NQ4bsxO4PqAYMT9dZFJQAHqBl42R_nprK_ZDUVOK5NL3tpibEmz5Vs2c1prOgSZ0T-R8urAJUJgJf3vVT8Ar91ck/s320/7-11+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627819137107708258" border="0" /></a><br />Here we are at the Hoogle zoo. We went with PIM a group for spouses of residents. The girls loved going. And Elizabeth had to take a picture of me by the giraffes. Unfortunately NO giraffes posed in the picture so it is just me by the fence with Maryanne.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-65675485444079412082011-07-10T13:08:00.000-07:002011-07-10T13:11:09.763-07:004th of July<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbQmBQFP0Och3huVGDOHFkTiToXslLDzXJkLqQ2o-BZS7xrr9EUoKX0QpnJU5qhDYBXYLkVqxTt6E6UtodnWWvRWMAe5eN7no786iOnDz6cHFXGJX_zFj65ACUS3h4D6XzRZlBWD7lCg/s1600/7-11+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPbQmBQFP0Och3huVGDOHFkTiToXslLDzXJkLqQ2o-BZS7xrr9EUoKX0QpnJU5qhDYBXYLkVqxTt6E6UtodnWWvRWMAe5eN7no786iOnDz6cHFXGJX_zFj65ACUS3h4D6XzRZlBWD7lCg/s320/7-11+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627818439228934482" border="0" /></a><br />Here we are on the night of the 4th with Sparklers. Maryanne had to go to bed early (unfortunately for her).<br />We ended up staying up SO late as all of the neighbors pulled out a bunch of fireworks and so we joined the party from across the street.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-89736754656940767612011-07-10T12:48:00.000-07:002011-07-10T13:08:26.395-07:00Yellowstone Trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTWoofDiMpqVJ4V82_RvzgjMDCO1OXw7uqXiUJwqCaLJ_J5fPvY8RMzaU2wLU_u8aEa5KbcgtZhLhxuEWTCIAk4VDTPr6Y2y8iezBsHQAh1QrDBpQ07hlcB5dZi8QytAy0QJenQUTpLA0/s1600/7-11+020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTWoofDiMpqVJ4V82_RvzgjMDCO1OXw7uqXiUJwqCaLJ_J5fPvY8RMzaU2wLU_u8aEa5KbcgtZhLhxuEWTCIAk4VDTPr6Y2y8iezBsHQAh1QrDBpQ07hlcB5dZi8QytAy0QJenQUTpLA0/s320/7-11+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815807674975282" border="0" /></a>The girls on a short hike trip.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YBpCIBGH-rkBWIAuN46HiVrIImayOGCpDgImybjxZm7Z3efBFJejC8Py8rgxmhxubZfhs3E84Eevk5oa2Z-A2d0CKm870MKXOrjnZDROKCh8Vx-e8MW7M-w6H3KGFItKUiSG-qeJoxo/s1600/7-11+016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1YBpCIBGH-rkBWIAuN46HiVrIImayOGCpDgImybjxZm7Z3efBFJejC8Py8rgxmhxubZfhs3E84Eevk5oa2Z-A2d0CKm870MKXOrjnZDROKCh8Vx-e8MW7M-w6H3KGFItKUiSG-qeJoxo/s320/7-11+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627815217173259938" border="0" /></a>Maryanne pouring dirt all over herself at the camp site.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhPs92QedsWLvMYULkUtx-QLZ4jMf8NWnc0Jw3ZT0P2FtR3bJdAPgLkb54bBaUcm7SYObIzuACc9w3GOY0fFU0YM0KY39_8hgQOVCv2j8mjK4zHi4QPheANV0JyAzHa2X_MvwUp-4kuKo/s1600/7-11+012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhPs92QedsWLvMYULkUtx-QLZ4jMf8NWnc0Jw3ZT0P2FtR3bJdAPgLkb54bBaUcm7SYObIzuACc9w3GOY0fFU0YM0KY39_8hgQOVCv2j8mjK4zHi4QPheANV0JyAzHa2X_MvwUp-4kuKo/s320/7-11+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627814505387270450" border="0" /></a>All us of at Mammoth Hot Springs.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuac4sPdDMMhPF4q-uUJwVbRZdmXL-BzBFNe2pOBBwop2qJH8t055V0XTGFFLObKzaz3CXQU-TB98BWSYqQhQHlWT2mVEgmDxCiMo7d2Ucs6-q6GTQn8SaeB0VvqEETV0-WwTCkwTzfo0/s1600/7-11+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuac4sPdDMMhPF4q-uUJwVbRZdmXL-BzBFNe2pOBBwop2qJH8t055V0XTGFFLObKzaz3CXQU-TB98BWSYqQhQHlWT2mVEgmDxCiMo7d2Ucs6-q6GTQn8SaeB0VvqEETV0-WwTCkwTzfo0/s320/7-11+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627813803384217634" border="0" /></a>The girls, Ben and my dad fishing at Joffee lake.<br /><br />Ben said last year as we were driving back from FAILED attempted at camping...ie...cold, sick, throw-up. That he would NEVER never under any circumstances take our girls camping again.<br />So imagine my surprise when he said, "Meet me and your dad in Yellowstone and we can stay the night and see some stuff with the girls."<br /><br />So here are pictures of the successful camping trip...ie...happy, warm, NO sick kids.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-83759055143123180882011-07-01T19:41:00.000-07:002011-07-01T19:55:43.787-07:00Summer Parties<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVngIPeqBiHgv1ER7pLBFW_5OAjbizpcq1cv7PuemqfCil-boS16D4fnq3Gl47y0ZstGzIbzh2ka5hrPstChY_Zc2ffX8beKBXOMAYC-bJE1F1VKzzAaawEUQya8JYcY4ImZTDBOaAk-0/s1600/6-11+003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVngIPeqBiHgv1ER7pLBFW_5OAjbizpcq1cv7PuemqfCil-boS16D4fnq3Gl47y0ZstGzIbzh2ka5hrPstChY_Zc2ffX8beKBXOMAYC-bJE1F1VKzzAaawEUQya8JYcY4ImZTDBOaAk-0/s320/6-11+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624581771510732114" border="0" /></a>Here are some photos of a party at my sister Cherie's house. She rented a cool blow up thing and we all got a turn on it. Here is Maryanne coming off the slide going into a little somersault.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje8lWYpff6OtY0Saoo4XAIfTfWvTKELMJLiJvWo7M7f3eYG9-HO7BS9WFgF-lPdqVsuaYtoV-KNslVa4WcJ4vBnC_xji191QU5ONQpoJGcHrEKU9qoZzfSJx_utBOuJAxa37-yIVlzIg4/s1600/6-11+002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje8lWYpff6OtY0Saoo4XAIfTfWvTKELMJLiJvWo7M7f3eYG9-HO7BS9WFgF-lPdqVsuaYtoV-KNslVa4WcJ4vBnC_xji191QU5ONQpoJGcHrEKU9qoZzfSJx_utBOuJAxa37-yIVlzIg4/s320/6-11+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624581591470429026" border="0" /></a>Here we are at the top getting ready to go down. Notice Elizabeth not in the picture. She didn't like going on it much.<br /><br /><br /><br />Here is Country Fest. aka. Aunt Heather's party since she runs special event in South Jordon.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKRLnEbebA3UbS3IzMYF2jxiBRDk0COQD-qr6xnR70WZykvLMZtUzZQ8b1PGRbeMoB0Z2H1Zj1ORbAZJ33g4AoF9GU6pwzGDm5w4ORaPJZFVQb2clZvtdTd4FV61cJCf_05MKSecHd5-E/s1600/6-11+021.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKRLnEbebA3UbS3IzMYF2jxiBRDk0COQD-qr6xnR70WZykvLMZtUzZQ8b1PGRbeMoB0Z2H1Zj1ORbAZJ33g4AoF9GU6pwzGDm5w4ORaPJZFVQb2clZvtdTd4FV61cJCf_05MKSecHd5-E/s320/6-11+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624581378322145570" border="0" /></a>Here are the girls on some of the rides.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ntjhrfsIa9bJbzDK4jNrFWaltzOwH5Ezct3LWdt40dcJd9ktwRa_by8EMgonzC0vOuMycadX2szgXN1pP1i_kE0o-uhkvc04M1f1K105JrkTS3QBeJjMhnq-H29gVhaxIk8zwjGSsv4/s1600/6-11+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3ntjhrfsIa9bJbzDK4jNrFWaltzOwH5Ezct3LWdt40dcJd9ktwRa_by8EMgonzC0vOuMycadX2szgXN1pP1i_kE0o-uhkvc04M1f1K105JrkTS3QBeJjMhnq-H29gVhaxIk8zwjGSsv4/s320/6-11+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624580969405014786" border="0" /></a>Here are the girls watching shows on the community stage with their lemonades from A. Heather.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VCRDeIYn_d1llmiBdvYRY-Z2XKI4-O9fEgzj0SgEBIeAcSkT_tG_vTlhe6bsu1Hb4P2e6E4KXTltxWVvAE2ifDQz0Noyf2JNWhio_jgPXaN0mFTdPOh3MoQeahGHgIbsWFTlhROtOXM/s1600/6-11+026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VCRDeIYn_d1llmiBdvYRY-Z2XKI4-O9fEgzj0SgEBIeAcSkT_tG_vTlhe6bsu1Hb4P2e6E4KXTltxWVvAE2ifDQz0Noyf2JNWhio_jgPXaN0mFTdPOh3MoQeahGHgIbsWFTlhROtOXM/s320/6-11+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624580757192471650" border="0" /></a>Here I am going down the slide. I was trying to go down with everyone...but Maryanne took off. At the end she started to spin out so Ben never got another picture of us...making sure Maryanne was alive:)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZepiqOm_0eQRnfDcixBmjKkOLnsJIlzqyQD2yo7EGlTva-uY6XhbLnS8l4pga9iojNDsP-RYjDv_1dJi4cMNpUqEwlTYonP-N8vhpllwQd7F6oV8up23sgW1RHlJl_-FUrb_oCvnNAd4/s1600/6-11+028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZepiqOm_0eQRnfDcixBmjKkOLnsJIlzqyQD2yo7EGlTva-uY6XhbLnS8l4pga9iojNDsP-RYjDv_1dJi4cMNpUqEwlTYonP-N8vhpllwQd7F6oV8up23sgW1RHlJl_-FUrb_oCvnNAd4/s320/6-11+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624579943659225138" border="0" /></a>Here we all are with the Famous A. Heather. She is hanging out in her golf cart ready to put out another fire.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-7092449585136459872011-06-04T18:52:00.000-07:002011-06-04T19:05:31.641-07:00Memorial day trip<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfs0sHoP4BPTqtS9wW2owBkhOb_kRCqsZATARv2tpyvvPyjdpYbB2QfZ3cD_MnBBJw4qa6-P1lLdUY29gvbMxQ-rSS6P5PqdFcdPZwTKCYEn_wcuUsTO_QQ0nav0AZ7pABmEIF98jJRSw/s1600/5-11c+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfs0sHoP4BPTqtS9wW2owBkhOb_kRCqsZATARv2tpyvvPyjdpYbB2QfZ3cD_MnBBJw4qa6-P1lLdUY29gvbMxQ-rSS6P5PqdFcdPZwTKCYEn_wcuUsTO_QQ0nav0AZ7pABmEIF98jJRSw/s320/5-11c+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614550798269014962" border="0" /></a>Here is my lone picture of Maryanne at the party. She was kind of doing her own thing with eating and drinking. That hair is SO wild.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw_Dsim6BmAc0Kbet5gzsEtqgpk9t7BX6pN6sJ12In2WvDIR7JVirlnSaLpNfHtBU5jitxTmN2vf4YpNTqKt0YmiT5Uq28DwKrlSuO2yxXImiCZtwhzg4pErLLkMG79uAl815XZpYQy_c/s1600/5-11c+007.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw_Dsim6BmAc0Kbet5gzsEtqgpk9t7BX6pN6sJ12In2WvDIR7JVirlnSaLpNfHtBU5jitxTmN2vf4YpNTqKt0YmiT5Uq28DwKrlSuO2yxXImiCZtwhzg4pErLLkMG79uAl815XZpYQy_c/s320/5-11c+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614550144827014242" border="0" /></a>This is Issac and Aunt Pam the birthday kids...with Elizabeth and Breanna by them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRg7g1-JoEHKaL6y_IfjtKJQws8g2y_2jnEOWe0DBcOI695ZSiHqn2IHoDnqWicKZ51JdYdPwJT5PZ_5hKpOsnePipQHOJP5-HBJ5vSbY4_BbyCyumVzVe9EI0G5P5BPmTbGoYpJ05jw4/s1600/5-11c+008.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRg7g1-JoEHKaL6y_IfjtKJQws8g2y_2jnEOWe0DBcOI695ZSiHqn2IHoDnqWicKZ51JdYdPwJT5PZ_5hKpOsnePipQHOJP5-HBJ5vSbY4_BbyCyumVzVe9EI0G5P5BPmTbGoYpJ05jw4/s320/5-11c+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614549918433775426" border="0" /></a>This is Bre, Maryanne, and grandma at the zoo in Idaho Falls...we went on Monday before I came home.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJIq6OIzQbmBBWHlrQvSevlSusm2edYoEz6TaOqDQEolj1w88Fzr0GmWeaKf2ZVtfPs06UXDWr3UIUWvOXrRU1fjcqYm00wiIXZnb1FZ6npjGmthcsm9OFklhkGRj153_qXNaI0eLlnqc/s1600/5-11c+001.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJIq6OIzQbmBBWHlrQvSevlSusm2edYoEz6TaOqDQEolj1w88Fzr0GmWeaKf2ZVtfPs06UXDWr3UIUWvOXrRU1fjcqYm00wiIXZnb1FZ6npjGmthcsm9OFklhkGRj153_qXNaI0eLlnqc/s320/5-11c+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614549702412787234" border="0" /></a>Here is another shot of the birthday with Isaac and the girls.<br /><br />Ben is working 14 hour shifts at the ICU and over Memorial weekend he was working night and was home from 11am to 7pm...and trying to sleep...so I decided to take my kids and go visit some family in Idaho.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-79443992130332116152011-05-31T18:41:00.000-07:002011-05-31T18:43:13.723-07:00This is the Place<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13eyxtcsFtVfiAQC8Y_R0ww43ubzXiOgHj8vbZq7QwaO4M1TS6adD2fQxhfTDqyaT7AL6mmXFyl3ALXbuDURmGQVMrBETeUBXYWlwKjHuMHfx1ysMDAcli8kVk1jHBV494wr6dwnRLpo/s1600/5-11b+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13eyxtcsFtVfiAQC8Y_R0ww43ubzXiOgHj8vbZq7QwaO4M1TS6adD2fQxhfTDqyaT7AL6mmXFyl3ALXbuDURmGQVMrBETeUBXYWlwKjHuMHfx1ysMDAcli8kVk1jHBV494wr6dwnRLpo/s320/5-11b+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613060679115990098" border="0" /></a>This is two of the girls in their pioneer outfits. We are volunteering this summer on Tuesday morning. I think they look so cute.allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6712405685310472024.post-71961574156997590882011-05-18T13:20:00.000-07:002011-05-18T13:26:14.212-07:00Breanna's Preschool Play<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkyWAO6x6X9E_rfYyfAa4uOxlpb-x5LIHyndkXbZKJVlhYtUATERqGqFV81XQXSTTVNEU0iJrLOjiFCdtbZUaWSgazAYBgjzSHHabmC7KkfjIQHjoMs04ixiXRH4ooqGvqXqYN2d9xao/s1600/5-11a+022.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkyWAO6x6X9E_rfYyfAa4uOxlpb-x5LIHyndkXbZKJVlhYtUATERqGqFV81XQXSTTVNEU0iJrLOjiFCdtbZUaWSgazAYBgjzSHHabmC7KkfjIQHjoMs04ixiXRH4ooqGvqXqYN2d9xao/s320/5-11a+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608154784916073506" border="0" /></a>Breanna with her preschool class getting ready for their play.<br />I thought I was not going to have her in preschool this year since we just moved here and I didn't know where to send her...but then in January she was not getting enough playing/ social time and it was making me crazy so I decided to send her to the Quick Cricket and she has really loved it.<br /><br />She is very excited about KG next year.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMLaD0wHkAVew-ZF110nFoHhyphenhyphenltin2PccQGkVAyd7X1QYX7hTEzZ2naQzIndb-dDZ4AGEulXPcEZKPNnXq4I2JoDzyZwGd4HvF2xsCWMwCcYfVdf73NN65pRnLZn6oaTcIhpI3viF9Z7M/s1600/5-11a+011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMLaD0wHkAVew-ZF110nFoHhyphenhyphenltin2PccQGkVAyd7X1QYX7hTEzZ2naQzIndb-dDZ4AGEulXPcEZKPNnXq4I2JoDzyZwGd4HvF2xsCWMwCcYfVdf73NN65pRnLZn6oaTcIhpI3viF9Z7M/s320/5-11a+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608154254284095506" border="0" /></a>allysonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08271267473602407743noreply@blogger.com1