tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-251455842024-03-12T20:13:01.792-07:00the monkey houseSometimes it takes an child-like mind to raise a child.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.comBlogger900125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-13278435862243289642017-10-11T12:47:00.001-07:002017-10-11T12:47:54.541-07:00Dogs<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFTRdPqUvbPa-UZ27Dj_m8WYsxiGSbIbUvHIQeZMmqJsM6A0AjwDDULhU_DnDzHVHzuQRRuyyfSNZ7ATeHLB7-eR84W3m26fbFSul91AzohJULAaCowhjpdWMi8gsffSGAGdnqOg/s1600/IMG_7508-774542.PNG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFTRdPqUvbPa-UZ27Dj_m8WYsxiGSbIbUvHIQeZMmqJsM6A0AjwDDULhU_DnDzHVHzuQRRuyyfSNZ7ATeHLB7-eR84W3m26fbFSul91AzohJULAaCowhjpdWMi8gsffSGAGdnqOg/s320/IMG_7508-774542.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_6475742423506149506" /></a></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-4511406627402464342012-07-23T19:44:00.004-07:002012-07-23T19:46:35.435-07:00Wedding weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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One of my favorite photos of K was taken upstairs at the chapel waiting for the wedding to start. She and her cousins were pretending to do ballet in their slippers and flower girl dresses.<br />
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This slightly blurry shot of Izzy showed the sweetest expression on her face, so I decided to post it.</div>
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I probably should have cropped this one so you didn't get Alice's blurry arm in the foreground, but she was excitedly showing me the different colors of flower petals the girls would drop as they walked up the aisle. They took their job very seriously.<br />
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Erin made fabulous mustache cufflinks for all the men in the wedding party. They were awesome!Rae Ricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13259564098979304121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-81488111789267801872012-07-09T22:13:00.000-07:002012-07-09T22:15:33.166-07:00Star Wars Birthday Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Kaylee's friend had a birthday party with a Star Wars theme. It was awesome.</div>
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I wish I had taken pictures of the invitations. They were based on the opening title sequence from the original Star Wars. Kaylee and friends were invited to attend Jedi Training.</div>
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Padawans trained with their light sabers by popping bubbles . . .</div>
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. . . so they could later defeat Darth Vader (as a piñata) in battle.</div>
The best thing I didn't get a picture of was a classic. They had the Padawans use their Jedi mind powers to open the garage door. The kiddos concentrated sooooo hard that I'm convinced they actually did use the Force. I applaud Mom and Dad (aka Darth Mom and Daddy Wan Kenobi) for the awesome effort. It really was a blast. (And not just for me, but for the kiddos too.)Rae Ricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13259564098979304121noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-53570062551033288232012-05-28T10:38:00.001-07:002012-05-28T10:41:20.043-07:00Family treasures<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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After looking through Rae's hope chest, the girls came across Great-Grandpa Ray's Bible. <i>(Complete with notes and bookmarks and random clippings.)</i>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-59988777501476942272012-05-26T23:14:00.000-07:002012-05-27T19:58:15.128-07:00Scenes from a comic con<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>This mermaid got K's attention by shooting her with a squirt gun.<br />And then let her choose a treasure from her chest.<br />Her other chest. Pervert.</i></td></tr>
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I walked away empty-handed art-wise — but scored big daddy points because I was friends with all these awesome characters. Bonus points for the fact that every one of these photos was her idea. She actually <i>wanted</i> to get her photo taken with the big scary "I'm going to eat your face alien.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>What can I say? She likes Batman.</i><br />
<i>Even this Batman.</i></td></tr>
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<i>The fact that he jumped all over the place and made my girl laugh — or the fact that he was one of the few male cosplayers who understood that it's best to wear some kind of undergarment with your spandex.</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Funny that one year ago this weekend we were in Disney World trying to get photos with all of K's favorite princesses. And the one we couldn't find was Ariel. </i><br />
<i>Who knew she'd be in Phoenix this weekend?</i></td></tr>
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<i>We put K into a storytelling class where the kids got to offer up ideas, learn basic plot structure and put it all together with the help of an illustrator.<br />Somehow K was the one he pulled out of the crowd to show how to make something ordinary into something fantastic.</i></div>
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<p>It's official. She has donned the traditional plastic flower head dress and craft paper grass skirt. She has danced the Graduation Hula and grabbed her diploma.</p><p>She is officially on her way to Kindergarten.</p><p>It feels like we just enrolled her in the preschool program at this school — but that was two and a half years ago now. She's grown a lot in that time — I think she's going on 30 now. I seriously have to fight the urge to treat her like an adult.</p><p>Happy graduation day, kid. Pass the poi.</p>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-53945690560567817472012-04-19T13:31:00.000-07:002012-04-19T13:32:07.538-07:00Once upon a time ...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9mVTpvNtvRJ2ajyIJbroIEuWsZ_QrqtV-Y13B7yEn8_p6em0t39bDl7Aw_MuYZ1ZC10QmDM3ly_OUMqZeNTkhSZHMN9AYjdHuSEfWlWrd_wAXr3YIg_ecm9NgQpdsrTpiov6nUw/s1600/photo-727539.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9mVTpvNtvRJ2ajyIJbroIEuWsZ_QrqtV-Y13B7yEn8_p6em0t39bDl7Aw_MuYZ1ZC10QmDM3ly_OUMqZeNTkhSZHMN9AYjdHuSEfWlWrd_wAXr3YIg_ecm9NgQpdsrTpiov6nUw/s320/photo-727539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5733212378662292690" /></a></p>It's Fairy Tale Week at school — an here's the kid's take on it all. <br>Bonus points for "porage." Based on the spelling you know she came up with that herself. Either that or school needs to spend more money on books of higher quality for her to copy from. <br>And yes, Lumpy should be capitalized as it is a brand-name porridge.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-89663311541622704122012-03-25T18:15:00.004-07:002012-03-25T18:21:46.444-07:00Meeting the New Elephants at the Zoo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsswvvWWUCVT_YAqrbTM1erXVriYL9SI3aAhiQ5xud3V4XcJPlbpHU8ouES7Tl_Z3tPlI1Y7pfYMCrR96mbj9aSVZgAjvSMdz6vgELz35DEMqVuZ9QA5n83T61gDqcLWvigVKZ0w/s1600/IMG_1527.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsswvvWWUCVT_YAqrbTM1erXVriYL9SI3aAhiQ5xud3V4XcJPlbpHU8ouES7Tl_Z3tPlI1Y7pfYMCrR96mbj9aSVZgAjvSMdz6vgELz35DEMqVuZ9QA5n83T61gDqcLWvigVKZ0w/s400/IMG_1527.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724008479614109554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Surprise! Neighbors were at the zoo too. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Feeding the giraffes was one of the highlights of the trip.</i></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ODKD04C6oP5VfnXkQ7XXCVve6gw7yKyjaBpXVBpOIvmhR0gRVg4LqH27H4fMOMwspyzxWECZH77g-CcPtt9IXEzxw1WZl9yxd3fwZN0dvt6sOj25mDvmS4NFhnRZqF9wrK8LRw/s1600/IMG_1552.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ODKD04C6oP5VfnXkQ7XXCVve6gw7yKyjaBpXVBpOIvmhR0gRVg4LqH27H4fMOMwspyzxWECZH77g-CcPtt9IXEzxw1WZl9yxd3fwZN0dvt6sOj25mDvmS4NFhnRZqF9wrK8LRw/s400/IMG_1552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724008473394990194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>But we were really all about the new elephant family at our city's zoo. </i><i>There are five of them, including a 1-year-old and a 5-year-old sister and brother</i>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZbYS-XoUKOE7I7AZi3xXOhVQ39_QSsvp4QzLQLyvQoZc_m9wiatlv5IPN8BNBs8LU8x0oEbcvFgsVRgo6orJxJ-NOKqhk0mcyA_I_g_AfUU83RWsoIBIHg5kTrQZDCb7HlKOuw/s1600/IMG_1531.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwZbYS-XoUKOE7I7AZi3xXOhVQ39_QSsvp4QzLQLyvQoZc_m9wiatlv5IPN8BNBs8LU8x0oEbcvFgsVRgo6orJxJ-NOKqhk0mcyA_I_g_AfUU83RWsoIBIHg5kTrQZDCb7HlKOuw/s400/IMG_1531.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724008468436586658" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Kaylee and dad with the papa of the elephant herd. He weighs 10,500 pounds!</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-15297587998310163312012-03-25T18:11:00.003-07:002012-03-25T18:15:10.500-07:00Spring Performance<div>Time to get funky y'all</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEins6bovvbzgTdoprNYXWAI00nHHlcXYt1_2mB-tSLhr8050feLa2TYH7wo8zEWQ_8eeEJ663jMaMVj6B4j4cl86iWR9LY5dB3JWuJbnVYwuHBJEmXrXRCogrEQvqP9Hz8KjCXCzg/s400/DSC_0061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724007547554812866" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Getting ready for the Cha Cha Slide...</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9PkA8upzDzBW7zTvLGZi3oXkeKZhG9yhnYJxXHehqk7YDwzWs4hL6F17V83NEPQuN2-mrFgNyIYugqr4EgcpfYgvF0FLjdl0oBA7b2eaGmLRJPS10Jo_cfkLwEZ6QIhoSRGcvw/s1600/DSC_0073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9PkA8upzDzBW7zTvLGZi3oXkeKZhG9yhnYJxXHehqk7YDwzWs4hL6F17V83NEPQuN2-mrFgNyIYugqr4EgcpfYgvF0FLjdl0oBA7b2eaGmLRJPS10Jo_cfkLwEZ6QIhoSRGcvw/s400/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724007554162375010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Doing the Cha Cha</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-15938377573641615302012-03-05T20:24:00.010-07:002012-03-05T20:59:08.410-07:00Angry pants and space aliens<div>Kaylee doesn't wear pants.</div><div>It's not that she doesn't like them – she hates them. She's constantly complaining about how uncomfortable they are and how they hurt her belly.</div><div>Being good parents, we chalk it up to her just wanting to only wear her dresses and ignore her. </div><div><br /></div><div><i>Ow. My belly hurts.</i></div><div><b>It does not.</b></div><div><i>Yes it does. Look!</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Now imagine our surprise when we find, not ten minutes after having her put the pants on, an angry red line cutting across her mid-section. </div><div>The pants! They're too small! That's the problem!</div><div>To Target!</div><div>Now, nothing excites me more than hanging out in the clothing section of our local department store and watching my wife pick up every pair of pants. </div><div>Every. Pair. Of. Pants.</div><div>Seriously, I don't think she leaves a stone unturned. If there is a 5T pair of pants to find, she's going to have them in her hands. And half of them aren't good enough. I personally don't see much difference between this one or that one – but then that's probably why she's the one doing the looking.</div><div>So I do what every other dad does. I wander.</div><div>I usually find myself drifting over to the boys' clothing section. Let's face it – 6-year-old boys and I are practically the same demographic when it comes to our interests. Monsters. Legos. Super heroes …</div><div>So it was no surprise when I grabbed a Star Wars shirt off the rack and showed it to my daughter. And since she's <i>my</i> daughter, she was actually interested in it. </div><div>It was a nice shirt. One of those vintage-looking numbers with a long-sleeved tee sewn inside. On the front there was a grid of various characters from the original trilogy. </div><div>Being the good dad that I am, I began to quiz her on the various droids, bounty hunters and scruffy-looking nerd-herders.</div><div>She did pretty well …</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIGzudpirEwO1j8txAXdBWdojMFh6qdkPZD-jzJkkYsv3d8PT8oanJMfw-gDxW9gN530Wk3dvjXoX5DMlTogvfFeqGf97whXCFjnFmcFAN3u_LiAQ0q34DdVLLSduP04TXnkEaQ/s1600/luke.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxIGzudpirEwO1j8txAXdBWdojMFh6qdkPZD-jzJkkYsv3d8PT8oanJMfw-gDxW9gN530Wk3dvjXoX5DMlTogvfFeqGf97whXCFjnFmcFAN3u_LiAQ0q34DdVLLSduP04TXnkEaQ/s400/luke.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716620017043789490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px; " /></a></div><i>That's Luke Skywalker, Jedi Knight.</i><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdMZfTNVLYL1VYIFi4iqis0oekgBr8tTyjTHoW7O-TXELwUHWY2bY1OZOa1di24pzbimowMHFDcuXpcfUiZWiJZSpaXv4HOJHoyeWAkQciPonsimShQtHelOsFjk_XRkH3n-EMg/s1600/Leia.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcdMZfTNVLYL1VYIFi4iqis0oekgBr8tTyjTHoW7O-TXELwUHWY2bY1OZOa1di24pzbimowMHFDcuXpcfUiZWiJZSpaXv4HOJHoyeWAkQciPonsimShQtHelOsFjk_XRkH3n-EMg/s400/Leia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716620074405844386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 274px; " /></a></div><div><i>Princess Leia. (Of course she knows the princess.)</i></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidiFVgohsOdN_8cNRrXHOtJlDrW4gHFvfvv1D1LtAPqgHYF6ZlpIQBRSKl24QnuHOHxToTgyuhfwGl95yh5yDVOFVC-BUw4s9mAQbOdupsEmmV5KszLKB3gyq5l4w4vaXEdWYTEQ/s1600/han.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidiFVgohsOdN_8cNRrXHOtJlDrW4gHFvfvv1D1LtAPqgHYF6ZlpIQBRSKl24QnuHOHxToTgyuhfwGl95yh5yDVOFVC-BUw4s9mAQbOdupsEmmV5KszLKB3gyq5l4w4vaXEdWYTEQ/s400/han.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716620184746799842" /></a><br /><i>Han Solo. He's friends with Chewbacca.<br /></i><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRo30_ZgCc2ajMO61xUyeoDe8cPFrKeaZTV_Q5rVAE_lCKjmg9ticPPBQo-nXkWtdxiVpRBOVclPs-iPsnf0F4BRQlc6_fbRXDqMmMsDmIFB2secoHHxBtLx9oEtj3IeK5OnWlfw/s1600/dan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRo30_ZgCc2ajMO61xUyeoDe8cPFrKeaZTV_Q5rVAE_lCKjmg9ticPPBQo-nXkWtdxiVpRBOVclPs-iPsnf0F4BRQlc6_fbRXDqMmMsDmIFB2secoHHxBtLx9oEtj3IeK5OnWlfw/s400/dan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716620191494862610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px; " /></a></div><div><i>Ummm … Star Wars alien …</i></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvEMWjiKsOhkTl5KN_li_CIRhZmNAtMHpsKdrUAHxmYa6Ryc_7tdfskySg7IujbmdcD1ytAj4yWc49fp0ghtQapgU3GanmUXQjIt1MNLh7ElzDOSRJPwfcoBfnEgddY9MUbe4ZQ/s1600/ack.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvEMWjiKsOhkTl5KN_li_CIRhZmNAtMHpsKdrUAHxmYa6Ryc_7tdfskySg7IujbmdcD1ytAj4yWc49fp0ghtQapgU3GanmUXQjIt1MNLh7ElzDOSRJPwfcoBfnEgddY9MUbe4ZQ/s400/ack.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716620189562326034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 275px; " /></a></div></div></div><div><i>IT'S A TRAP!*</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Someday, this girl is going to be so embarrassed to admit the things she knows. But right now, I'm so proud of my little geek.</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">* Basically, the point of this whole post was to get to this punch line. If you don't understand this, or didn't find it humorous, I can't help you. In fact, you are probably my father.**</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">** NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!***</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">*** C'mon. Even my Dad has to get that reference.</span></i></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-21083954833242719262012-03-04T14:41:00.001-07:002012-03-04T14:41:53.403-07:00Bikin'<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmXMTX9ShUvvzSMT6BJZnKX-bH_d1Q6i9H7S89ra9sc_SerZr4Hi2IZhBBPQabm_uglOEmb-BDGz7HxBMHdZncJfiiHGa0VkzfHNfY2eZ6imz7pTMtFh80OrbIu2hw89ClmRTAQ/s1600/photo+1-713403.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKmXMTX9ShUvvzSMT6BJZnKX-bH_d1Q6i9H7S89ra9sc_SerZr4Hi2IZhBBPQabm_uglOEmb-BDGz7HxBMHdZncJfiiHGa0VkzfHNfY2eZ6imz7pTMtFh80OrbIu2hw89ClmRTAQ/s320/photo+1-713403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716160438502314018" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBw67wvaO5J654zKQVNIRNtv5PF11VJlSM0LdZR-TsgLVuluLU7bl6SaJSnS_D0zUf6a9vjaUUNaxx109b78jJW85MUS-JxiVdhfRUY7yvHO95yuJzmHzN63Y27sudiWmUsxeX0w/s1600/photo+2-715288.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBw67wvaO5J654zKQVNIRNtv5PF11VJlSM0LdZR-TsgLVuluLU7bl6SaJSnS_D0zUf6a9vjaUUNaxx109b78jJW85MUS-JxiVdhfRUY7yvHO95yuJzmHzN63Y27sudiWmUsxeX0w/s320/photo+2-715288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716160443388360690" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7i0swBAqBEhGYCVyJv6ta5e8pCXreY1s8ZFRldcUcmZpJIfD0F0RhIdGGiN0SkDpX8UCKDhXuwxvTal-z9p-67XEn8YFV6kDETWtTmG340pF8ckvf9qrY5kDC3M0skNf7G_Nfgg/s1600/photo+3-716625.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7i0swBAqBEhGYCVyJv6ta5e8pCXreY1s8ZFRldcUcmZpJIfD0F0RhIdGGiN0SkDpX8UCKDhXuwxvTal-z9p-67XEn8YFV6kDETWtTmG340pF8ckvf9qrY5kDC3M0skNf7G_Nfgg/s320/photo+3-716625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716160454766425970" /></a></p>She's getting harder and harder to keep up with. At least on foot.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-46081707864243163852012-02-27T07:57:00.007-07:002012-02-27T08:01:56.683-07:00Pals<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvmB0hoxW0rCYppRUevFf5Qg-bMz6maxqvMhfB-Qrxh93qP0FCt3wfLQuSGqBQYU-CPWTXC3YHa8ymJFa1Nsi1Wetjyfd0b0xf4smfvOB8KfcdyWJsa-MET7C5k9J8riiqraW96A/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvmB0hoxW0rCYppRUevFf5Qg-bMz6maxqvMhfB-Qrxh93qP0FCt3wfLQuSGqBQYU-CPWTXC3YHa8ymJFa1Nsi1Wetjyfd0b0xf4smfvOB8KfcdyWJsa-MET7C5k9J8riiqraW96A/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713829928409432946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5kzxEgFFatWSDi0TLgy0tq7zPKy1KnbBha7P1mF8zQ4g1BVm0DgVkVwmbD4PFxCEiNM1XyYvs8HrRJO1QUvdnXXwHRhjLRJ0wUt8F56B-0eUueg1uc61eE4vSSNx5y6IjebVXA/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5kzxEgFFatWSDi0TLgy0tq7zPKy1KnbBha7P1mF8zQ4g1BVm0DgVkVwmbD4PFxCEiNM1XyYvs8HrRJO1QUvdnXXwHRhjLRJ0wUt8F56B-0eUueg1uc61eE4vSSNx5y6IjebVXA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713829929983204530" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIzszsO2EU_F5vwHUTxw8nCngDirg554eVJ_sTEJ1gUAMz9FlxroCk1Dar2viN5gOms60BKVQxFKEhhCLZvqUx5Cb4HjUr1tOXsfwyLrn2DqQNGtlWUeeCRPxraN2OWMcEEgGbw/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIzszsO2EU_F5vwHUTxw8nCngDirg554eVJ_sTEJ1gUAMz9FlxroCk1Dar2viN5gOms60BKVQxFKEhhCLZvqUx5Cb4HjUr1tOXsfwyLrn2DqQNGtlWUeeCRPxraN2OWMcEEgGbw/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713829937522530578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div>I'm too lazy to crop and/or tone (<i>or even caption</i>) these today. But I figure the cuteness of it all overshadows that.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-36854404669356982022012-02-27T07:42:00.002-07:002012-02-27T07:44:18.207-07:00Yeehaw<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiArdm9UBh6ZJJs5WkafV0wMeyTuFBeKSwDOCWUEhCKjoIwCeObhVHVNimzxH4WSf75TrQyb58YRjr0trd2QJD9Mc7-sDNw4E69aBrFfrkWV41cGOt_ddQ6BdBX2o5SWHe66dqKwg/s1600/IMG_4028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiArdm9UBh6ZJJs5WkafV0wMeyTuFBeKSwDOCWUEhCKjoIwCeObhVHVNimzxH4WSf75TrQyb58YRjr0trd2QJD9Mc7-sDNw4E69aBrFfrkWV41cGOt_ddQ6BdBX2o5SWHe66dqKwg/s400/IMG_4028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713825857401598946" /></a><br /><div>I think we finally found a way to get her to wear blue jeans. Unfortunately, I don't think we can let her wear the same shirt every day. (<i>And mom's hat is a little big on her.</i>)</div><div>Even if it would make her <i>smell</i> like a cowboy.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-38812991710427018162012-02-09T20:16:00.000-07:002012-02-09T20:17:00.029-07:00Lipstick for elephants<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEOpusTpX027Vafm6SmtM09wjNL0vlYG5xe7bpvZ9mMiltyKozszwsEz38oT0wjSE_DDtBk0VYoPeWKgBGS3WOtmncm7zFxnTnl60vfarCno9g24Loxmrbsj2N8nghiPzQIMjPQ/s1600/photo-720030.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPEOpusTpX027Vafm6SmtM09wjNL0vlYG5xe7bpvZ9mMiltyKozszwsEz38oT0wjSE_DDtBk0VYoPeWKgBGS3WOtmncm7zFxnTnl60vfarCno9g24Loxmrbsj2N8nghiPzQIMjPQ/s320/photo-720030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707340752171340178" /></a></p>Dad, look what I did. I put lipstick on my elephant. You should take a picture of it and put it on the blogs. That's why I did it. So you would put it on the blogs.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-53213274089004587512012-02-02T21:13:00.003-07:002012-02-02T21:41:50.346-07:00Random Collection of Kaylee Photo Fun<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2JvobHqCHmwiYndOWmvSKOEmf6YXuZGKfZaWt0DDQsZd2MXeMFT_kH_XMYbWNKQd2sdKo3-wS84oFGtZ0-ICaLiZV_TEeCJav3aOPsEY7L07HmTAgCzkhiI_DdEaG1-KJ18LQ-A/s1600/rocks.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2JvobHqCHmwiYndOWmvSKOEmf6YXuZGKfZaWt0DDQsZd2MXeMFT_kH_XMYbWNKQd2sdKo3-wS84oFGtZ0-ICaLiZV_TEeCJav3aOPsEY7L07HmTAgCzkhiI_DdEaG1-KJ18LQ-A/s400/rocks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704761109958418146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Hanging with Uncle Chuck and Erin at Sabino Canyon</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HdaQR-nkvNmjkoTM5JCDYri44_9xAXIKrH_ZhVOece4hpqKkdDrPtg_45IqkLD0rnxV322uRljC6oEfFv8W7d19DDU7kOSqMEcGA5Pl0qLqdsCx59YC_eabygu1_SG0GygB8fA/s1600/Cupcakes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9HdaQR-nkvNmjkoTM5JCDYri44_9xAXIKrH_ZhVOece4hpqKkdDrPtg_45IqkLD0rnxV322uRljC6oEfFv8W7d19DDU7kOSqMEcGA5Pl0qLqdsCx59YC_eabygu1_SG0GygB8fA/s400/Cupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704761112670417026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Hanging with two girlfriends at the cupcake shop</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKoa7-g1tehN91c9cIxatJ2kh64NXux4zVCigzXNuA0HfAe2-KsnbcXdQdVvjz73mydg-FZ9GV_s7_MSy8NP5JURDBVJB_svdvKguMNX87Lf27atieIIwgANKnu5NTOJAMrGhoNA/s1600/comics.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKoa7-g1tehN91c9cIxatJ2kh64NXux4zVCigzXNuA0HfAe2-KsnbcXdQdVvjz73mydg-FZ9GV_s7_MSy8NP5JURDBVJB_svdvKguMNX87Lf27atieIIwgANKnu5NTOJAMrGhoNA/s400/comics.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704761105591166770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Hanging with her bestie at the comic shop</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkAzS9SXTYQ0GTRhBKmAYFgxSd6t9ee2N1y-F0nX8RPcurDJwK7CBPrHmLY-EiojGI9iqpAvosee0k2S1KSwQVUS0mzcuEn1LoydmEToWzHOetv977DY-nuVeWD3moTU8d84EWQ/s1600/Ladybuggirl2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkAzS9SXTYQ0GTRhBKmAYFgxSd6t9ee2N1y-F0nX8RPcurDJwK7CBPrHmLY-EiojGI9iqpAvosee0k2S1KSwQVUS0mzcuEn1LoydmEToWzHOetv977DY-nuVeWD3moTU8d84EWQ/s400/Ladybuggirl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704761102520545714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; "><i>Being "Ladybug Girl" -- a character from one of her favorite book</i>s</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></span></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuZCshaaeeCwcWeJ1rzhg8N-kqne3rJ5WyccLv5kbfVxEN7h2LIvhNjlIHZr4m_aTyIeByYaTG6K3WtvZFYwABrGUsU4jRgac7V9eGZuLsnWZ0wcfgG3NiM0DT4X4CKSsVOxMnw/s1600/Bugsquad.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuZCshaaeeCwcWeJ1rzhg8N-kqne3rJ5WyccLv5kbfVxEN7h2LIvhNjlIHZr4m_aTyIeByYaTG6K3WtvZFYwABrGUsU4jRgac7V9eGZuLsnWZ0wcfgG3NiM0DT4X4CKSsVOxMnw/s400/Bugsquad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704761102793887362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Playing "bug squad" with bestie and new friend made at the zo</i>o</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEa5k4zLkz-6mh5Dbrnmwi2C_iIyTIlIjZMwi5GCgsTU_nAZtRAi2u4c-_M5xSrYtTc58E67uXN2mSLqOLsONYS89q_1UnoALkrHTDk4cZ9SHNWWrGMf2gI79maUZwwkVfRe6Yhw/s1600/Manthatscold.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEa5k4zLkz-6mh5Dbrnmwi2C_iIyTIlIjZMwi5GCgsTU_nAZtRAi2u4c-_M5xSrYtTc58E67uXN2mSLqOLsONYS89q_1UnoALkrHTDk4cZ9SHNWWrGMf2gI79maUZwwkVfRe6Yhw/s400/Manthatscold.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760602918395458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Showing Uncle Chuck and Erin it's brave to put their feet in the wate</i>r</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJ2O2ONQ1gv55quJypBMxq1Ps0wP6XRzZ5b26C2rBkd4rNkxafam5jcP-jR9kLkQKSadcvaR6XmUl7nYFujjpt2mIHksAJtD42jZ_6Wee8ob5vKL2gjZ8hFcb7SxfWlrzsknIYQ/s1600/brrrr.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBJ2O2ONQ1gv55quJypBMxq1Ps0wP6XRzZ5b26C2rBkd4rNkxafam5jcP-jR9kLkQKSadcvaR6XmUl7nYFujjpt2mIHksAJtD42jZ_6Wee8ob5vKL2gjZ8hFcb7SxfWlrzsknIYQ/s400/brrrr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760602610709010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Trying not to get her dress wet</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZABnwrQug-f86Cv_oEDNI4KG4thyphenhyphent4U8Fdt2qHTSEwGfUn9vfoKPZj_vyEky6t2jlTEJGQxSw9PXJsTH1E-0xk09q0WMmEaL29qow40Og4J1ptDELx546k2HVcocW90gpky_yWQ/s400/watchtoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760596541449522" /><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Watching out for her toes</i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGJanLSib_1LnHxOojckb2bARTymz19livl2mrrBSngEH7hc2JSREpRSu0PmuhmgqV_ZNDxE2t_XnenwsYPcUJYff7sJi7JsCCtF7ygrLaDOPoucQyQLyKha-SArVhuCqSugpzw/s1600/bigsplash.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGJanLSib_1LnHxOojckb2bARTymz19livl2mrrBSngEH7hc2JSREpRSu0PmuhmgqV_ZNDxE2t_XnenwsYPcUJYff7sJi7JsCCtF7ygrLaDOPoucQyQLyKha-SArVhuCqSugpzw/s400/bigsplash.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760599159948434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Feeling the big splash</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-qaCixfcwVaNbLlFKz6ldLmaRQ-D10Itc2oe5kzoG_zsfyAODShrsjKSq2PrwNYsD7m-P9MbrejOYc4RfAMV8AP6cB-18PqXLy7UkLoomvdNWHFGBCnyE9f6DMtVf4cQqhRNT9A/s400/Thatlook.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760603664278482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /><div style="text-align: center; "><i>Warming up in the sand at Sabino Canyo</i>n</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></span></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cue5qkaNqs7moT9b_DP5U_NDgp5DfisymIbAH1PCJYQt25pwF6M_7eNajH1KsiVlcEm3I8-6neG0UhD115SdUrvuBYRyfP47Bb1UJYrx3DOtMoMV4EdJLZxfwi89UuhgrCTVuQ/s1600/KayleeLeads.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3cue5qkaNqs7moT9b_DP5U_NDgp5DfisymIbAH1PCJYQt25pwF6M_7eNajH1KsiVlcEm3I8-6neG0UhD115SdUrvuBYRyfP47Bb1UJYrx3DOtMoMV4EdJLZxfwi89UuhgrCTVuQ/s400/KayleeLeads.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760357432142530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Taking the lead</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidSTVqzbrfQ0RSKuuqaCC9qKsYC4uZ3z-onqwGNQGij_8odkBCnNeCFijHsbK0CYRex-YJsmI7jr6AMMn_2xM7orVjPUQ4uf7_-ll8qAqcmGYXIfupSbquEJ0qT_fSDnQ5hjK9vQ/s1600/dontforgetthesunscreen.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidSTVqzbrfQ0RSKuuqaCC9qKsYC4uZ3z-onqwGNQGij_8odkBCnNeCFijHsbK0CYRex-YJsmI7jr6AMMn_2xM7orVjPUQ4uf7_-ll8qAqcmGYXIfupSbquEJ0qT_fSDnQ5hjK9vQ/s400/dontforgetthesunscreen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760346711768850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Putting on the sunscreen</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdykFPU0sj0P6zrBV3O9jl8OwiZAqzbtiY9bNi4baeK2B-7YtoWTmioR7ot8SFx-cIL68uVewPqJQ7AwrWzlRp8gSp6W1LMLnKZXCDNXiZtjksahN6e-TfrmsmqOm6NHYcPyk3Q/s1600/Singing3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdykFPU0sj0P6zrBV3O9jl8OwiZAqzbtiY9bNi4baeK2B-7YtoWTmioR7ot8SFx-cIL68uVewPqJQ7AwrWzlRp8gSp6W1LMLnKZXCDNXiZtjksahN6e-TfrmsmqOm6NHYcPyk3Q/s400/Singing3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760346532997154" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Singing...</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnTcFh5LPGRoB_wYhaFjsMZBcZIGXOyGzdkZyMdQmG_UKcztNXe2hA1URZpkI5N2a5QWnqT2rSidRGlfDSkUFhzBoLfkfaphjMMLJhfj1PKLIMAnAIgasdlzuyfVlUbFxCuL5zQ/s1600/Singing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnTcFh5LPGRoB_wYhaFjsMZBcZIGXOyGzdkZyMdQmG_UKcztNXe2hA1URZpkI5N2a5QWnqT2rSidRGlfDSkUFhzBoLfkfaphjMMLJhfj1PKLIMAnAIgasdlzuyfVlUbFxCuL5zQ/s400/Singing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760343481756162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center; "><i>Singing...</i></div><div style="text-align: center; "><i><br /></i></div></span></i></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio38wjtNzlakz820gQeWFscjZRc57wZ4bxU4PhEY4_m8riCnsOnk19HKL2eZAyjUDiGHwR_f_Tb2DjkSZXq02ww_ibIecuoNhfnKextiNfNjjpa4H2I8C-fwsjpcRvAA20DQaLoQ/s1600/Singing2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio38wjtNzlakz820gQeWFscjZRc57wZ4bxU4PhEY4_m8riCnsOnk19HKL2eZAyjUDiGHwR_f_Tb2DjkSZXq02ww_ibIecuoNhfnKextiNfNjjpa4H2I8C-fwsjpcRvAA20DQaLoQ/s400/Singing2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704760344831892482" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Cracking herself up</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFnTcFh5LPGRoB_wYhaFjsMZBcZIGXOyGzdkZyMdQmG_UKcztNXe2hA1URZpkI5N2a5QWnqT2rSidRGlfDSkUFhzBoLfkfaphjMMLJhfj1PKLIMAnAIgasdlzuyfVlUbFxCuL5zQ/s1600/Singing.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-16292848634400068112012-01-15T11:03:00.003-07:002012-01-15T11:10:57.630-07:00Sunday morning movie<p><i>Daddy. I want to watch a movie.</i></p><p><b>OK. Which one?</b></p><p><i>Return of the Jedi.</i></p><p><br /></p><p>My work here is done.</p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-64911175754029328182012-01-05T20:00:00.001-07:002012-01-05T20:00:58.464-07:00Saylee<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLbOP7fkNs3F8UTBOYqCTKgZ-PdHVBuH1pj5porNWjU4uEOFmSBEBDxudXLwin-LJ-1yu9-RC2v6o-tHtzjypNkcYEEJ5XNylFAB_UD195Va5DcYejWzDzgZleRAvzirq0dE0D9Q/s1600/photo-758465.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLbOP7fkNs3F8UTBOYqCTKgZ-PdHVBuH1pj5porNWjU4uEOFmSBEBDxudXLwin-LJ-1yu9-RC2v6o-tHtzjypNkcYEEJ5XNylFAB_UD195Va5DcYejWzDzgZleRAvzirq0dE0D9Q/s320/photo-758465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694348639887078770" /></a></p>I thought it was cute when Kaylee made drawings of herself and her best friend. Then it got REALLY cute when she glued them together so they could be a Saylee. (We've covered this before, right? When the two of them put their heads together, that's what they call themselves.)<br>How cute? Super cute.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-79793336033960730592011-12-24T19:45:00.003-07:002011-12-24T19:51:04.446-07:00I got a rock<iframe width="460" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/97Hzg6zo3G4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><br /><br /><div>Kaylee chose her gift from GG to open on Christmas Eve.</div><div>For months, ever since she saw one at school, she's been talking about geodes and how cool these "rocks with crystals inside" are. Well, GG heard about this and decided to share part of Grandpa Rice's rock collection with her.</div><div>As you can see, she was thrilled to receive it – and I was thrilled that something that meant so much to GG is going to be a gift she cherishes for years to come.</div><div>Or at least until she sees that doll house Santa is dropping off tonight.</div><div>More to come tomorrow I am sure. But for now – Merry Christmas to all.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-37399351751625524282011-12-20T11:50:00.002-07:002011-12-20T12:42:45.192-07:00Can't put anything past a five-year-old"Dad, what color was Michael Jackson when he was a kid?"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-40770291984844255692011-12-18T21:21:00.001-07:002011-12-18T21:21:20.696-07:00Happy Holidays<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkwThancXh2S2cN3zvfrBIIivlnKBL13XM3tji1RbLDDTqoP2Tj9_Ec9y8YU7kdsijfREH_ALVCvED_twSNSpncrOrJMZ-kOuRK6W7SsvVVI8z1-2QGHJ-gymtZL7kCUC86ohRg/s1600/photo-780697.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirkwThancXh2S2cN3zvfrBIIivlnKBL13XM3tji1RbLDDTqoP2Tj9_Ec9y8YU7kdsijfREH_ALVCvED_twSNSpncrOrJMZ-kOuRK6W7SsvVVI8z1-2QGHJ-gymtZL7kCUC86ohRg/s320/photo-780697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687689818823372594" /></a></p>From the backs of Kaylee and Sara's heads. (And a mule butt or two.)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-4478105644787928422011-12-08T22:32:00.002-07:002011-12-08T22:38:19.327-07:00It's cold<div><i>Dad, look at my arms. I have moose bumps. </i></div><div><b>Goose bumps, Kaylee. They're called goose bumps. </b></div><div><i>No dad, these are bigger than gooses. </i></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-36204000311863226592011-12-03T09:01:00.003-07:002011-12-05T18:27:49.303-07:00Quote of the day<div>"Dad, could you please not put this in your newspaper? I would be so embarrassed."</div><div>Best. Quote. Ever. </div><div>I only wish I could give you context.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-88325950557011412002011-11-30T18:30:00.002-07:002011-12-05T18:28:25.148-07:00Five<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoip5P62-fw76i7kWp91I_0rR_KS-RSZRe-jEKhZ2Rsce5tElTWndgNxMVYMrYx7y6UUaDsBs92mL3utPxAHekjyLg_Dl9korrJ2VV35QpUesWc1skAWyCFqpLzat3NyPTDC5p1A/s1600/photo-724822.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoip5P62-fw76i7kWp91I_0rR_KS-RSZRe-jEKhZ2Rsce5tElTWndgNxMVYMrYx7y6UUaDsBs92mL3utPxAHekjyLg_Dl9korrJ2VV35QpUesWc1skAWyCFqpLzat3NyPTDC5p1A/s320/photo-724822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680966238869000194" /></a></p><div>She got a bike. She got a Batgirl. She got a Barbie. </div><div>And a crown.</div><div>Gotta love the crown.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-26607931327365283642011-11-24T11:36:00.000-07:002011-11-24T11:37:05.230-07:00The big show<iframe width="460" height="292" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6n-5ZXCAyeg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Watch the kid in the middle. She's cute.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25145584.post-30620717603182639622011-11-12T19:48:00.000-07:002011-11-12T19:49:05.314-07:00Pecan Festival<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi30KFj0_XizkrCobKPuWUl15vV5C1XZf83wSudNSpbQW-pgy5fJb9GOSwk-d91EuOSewgo6yGr_wv3e0nbydR-W7VdNO7qqHOhJrRRDvc4k9craXzSWpJC4eTPLTG4O7gI7OqV3g/s1600/photo+1-745315.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi30KFj0_XizkrCobKPuWUl15vV5C1XZf83wSudNSpbQW-pgy5fJb9GOSwk-d91EuOSewgo6yGr_wv3e0nbydR-W7VdNO7qqHOhJrRRDvc4k9craXzSWpJC4eTPLTG4O7gI7OqV3g/s320/photo+1-745315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674306982179874450" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIlwJicAmt8FwQPrhSYiGXtWxFosjM1xKHmxH18XMH95w5MEwLucEd1LNQuwiwwn2S6q6vNQt-CKu6IR8dj5pBfXKxGBZCk1ivXjnLKIiHyzDqBn4JjvMZIbgeBwTE0fG2Nq-N4g/s1600/photo+2-747189.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIlwJicAmt8FwQPrhSYiGXtWxFosjM1xKHmxH18XMH95w5MEwLucEd1LNQuwiwwn2S6q6vNQt-CKu6IR8dj5pBfXKxGBZCk1ivXjnLKIiHyzDqBn4JjvMZIbgeBwTE0fG2Nq-N4g/s320/photo+2-747189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674306985882820594" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWh09w-iwWEG90slogKnDmWnf8_BQIOSGpqHsMrBnoLmVlnWrhdPte4Trk7bxTvO1-pLAJIjZTCNeYO3IjLz_USxdisbEUSY6KK0uaSaUBgCL2ZQDpMV3upvV7noPk6FawEBmcQ/s1600/photo+3-750445.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWh09w-iwWEG90slogKnDmWnf8_BQIOSGpqHsMrBnoLmVlnWrhdPte4Trk7bxTvO1-pLAJIjZTCNeYO3IjLz_USxdisbEUSY6KK0uaSaUBgCL2ZQDpMV3upvV7noPk6FawEBmcQ/s320/photo+3-750445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674306997931157714" /></a></p>Look at all the cool stuff going on this weekend. Kinda makes you wish you were here, doesn't it? <p>Yeah, I thought so.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03176159359945790537noreply@blogger.com1