tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63922355834082314602024-02-01T22:15:27.439-08:00Allen Familymossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-66007577422702119662013-03-08T19:29:00.002-08:002013-03-08T19:29:49.216-08:00The Things Out of Ainsley's MouthHad to immediately write this down as I am sure I will forget. Ainsley at the dinner table..."Braeden, Braeden, Braaeeeddennna...I'm talking to you". Writing it doesn't do it justice but she has been on fire tonight. <br />
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Back in bed, back in bed<br />
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Moona = the book Good Night Moon<br />
Shoowl = wants to stand on the stool and wash her hands<br />
Fish = The Fish book grandma got her for Christmas<br />
Barna = Little Red Barn book<br />
Pop Pop = Cake Pop<br />
Po Pup = Pull Up<br />
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Oh I could go on and on. The screaming and whining that accompanies learning to speak I could do with out, but it is amazing to watch toddlers speech develop. She gets so excited when I understand what she says. One day it took me a while to figure out what she was saying and when I repeated back what she was trying to say she got a huge grin and started clapping. <br />
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Braeden attended his first soccer practice today with Hudson. Oh boy those two crack me up. So fun to watch them both. B was totally pooped when we came home as you can see below...<br />
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Car to couch without even blinking. Ainsley had to get dozy(cozy) too!</div>
mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-30790966522798909822013-03-07T11:12:00.002-08:002013-03-07T11:12:54.217-08:00Moments of BlissI was sitting at the computer just now working on Toddler Group stuff and noticed the fighting over toys had momentarily ceased. There was a song playing on Sid the Science kid about exercising and I looked over to see Braeden and Ainsley both dancing around the room together. Hilarious! The last few weeks I have been pulling my hair out a lot, so had to take a few moments to write this down. <br />
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Braeden and Ainsley seem like they have aged months in weeks for some reason. I went to Palm Desert to visit Nina and Papa with Ainsley and Johnna. So much fun enjoying the sun, over eating and catching up. It was our first girls trip and the first boys weekend for Braeden and Dave. When they picked us up at the airport Braeden looked like such a big boy. Not a toddler anymore and it is crazy.<br />
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Fun time with Auntie Johnna!</div>
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Loved being in the pool. Especially kicking and saying hi to Birdo(the owl on the side of the pool meant to scare away birds)</div>
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Sassy girl with her little sunglasses!</div>
mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-28699588885351517572013-01-15T14:04:00.002-08:002013-01-15T14:04:30.140-08:00Potty PartySo we finally took the plunge and started potty training Braeden. As of this coming Thursday it we are going on two weeks. Braeden has exceeded my expectations in the pee department and destroyed my expectations in the poo department. He is scared to go poo on the potty but won't go in a diaper either which = he is holding it and causing a whole new set of issues. I don't need to get into the details, but basically my life if momentarily ruled by poo. For example it is sunny and beautiful out right now and I am stuck in the house waiting for Braeden to poo. Oh well, this too shall pass right?<br />
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On the positive he is doing great wearing big boy pants and I am even thinking he is not too far off from being dry through the night. Not something I expected. The added bonus has been Ainsley's enthusiasm in going on the potty. She had her second poo today on the potty and another pee which makes approximately 4 or 5 times??!!?? Sibling rivalry at its best! As soon as B goes poo today we will be hoping in the car to go to Starbucks to get a "pop pop". This is what Ainsley calls cake pops. It was the treat I promised/bribed with today. Never did I think I would talk about poop so much or celebrate potty on the potty. "Yeah for potty"!!!!!! <br />
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Potty partners in crime!</div>
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mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-12443126157606522022012-12-26T00:19:00.001-08:002012-12-26T00:20:51.779-08:00The kids are getting big (older post I didn't finish)Every day I tell myself I need to write down the things these kids are doing to make me laugh, and cry but at the end of the day I am so tired or maybe lazy I just don't take the time to do it. Christmas is around the corner which means we have been having the battle royal to keep ornaments and lights on the tree. Braeden has already half opened one present which led to lots of yelling. Oh if I could only get better about yelling. One of many New Year resolutions...<br />
work out<br />
eat healthier<br />
less TV<br />
less yelling<br />
Those are the top four so far. The list is growing.<br />
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We are totally stir crazy this fine Thursday morning. I am just getting over being sick. We have cancelled everything from about last Thursday on so going on a straight week of being home bound for the kids. I did get out and do some Christmas shopping here and there, but that's about it. It is funny when I go in stores with kids clothing I always<br />
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-never finished this post but know it was prompted because I got really sad while shopping that I don't need to shop in the baby section anymore. As much as I love watching these crazy munchkins grow up I can already see signs of how all too fast it happens.mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-14065348577717667052012-12-26T00:15:00.001-08:002012-12-26T00:21:20.886-08:00A Very Merry ChristmasOn the couch with B laying next to me and Dave laying across. B and I are putting in a movie post treatment of Albuterol & Budesonide. Tonight was a bit of disaster over at Grandma and Grandpa's house. We have all been taking turns fighting a nasty cold, but B has a nasty cough which made itself not be ignored at dinner this evening. Mid family dinner B was changed into pj's and put to bed. Felt bad for him, but so glad he got some sleep. We opened gifts and had dessert and got a chance to enjoy things from a very different perspective with Ainsley getting 100% attention. This is also fun because Braeden still has all of his gifts from G/G and Uncle Mike to open tomorrow. He woke up when we took him to the car to leave and hasn't even mentioned missing out on anything. Called the pediatrician to see if I should give him his good old medicine, but feel so thankful that we are just shy of going a whole year! It was an instant reminder to be thankful for the good health 2012 brought us. Smile on his face as he is "cozy" on the couch having a slumber party. I told him "I love you so much" and got a heart melting "I love you so much too mommy" in return. Best Christmas gift ever! These last few weeks have been a bit of an emotional roller coaster for B. Guessing this is our ramp up to the fun that 3 will bring?<br />
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Ainsley and I went to Christmas Eve mass last night. She was a rock star! The gentleman sitting next to me told me what a good job she did at the end of mass. For some odd reason during a very beautiful song of which I can not remember I thought about all the families who lost their little ones in Connecticut and I almost completely lost it. I have been instantly brought to tears so many times since the shooting happened and can not imagine sending my child to school and finding out they had been shot to death. As a parent all I want to do is protect my kids and hearing things like this makes me wonder what kind of world I have brought them into. During mass I just felt overwhelmed and thankful that I was able to be there with Ainsley and then leave to go home to the boys. So easy to get caught up in wanting things to be different, have more etc. Was nice to have a moment to reflect and just be thankful.<br />
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The holidays have been very good to us. Here are some pics to recap the fun month we have had...<br />
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Kicked it off down in Portland with a visit to Kacie, Costa and Bella. So hard to believe tomorrow is her 3rd birthday!</div>
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The birthday party was a big hit and the kids had such a blast (helped us forget that Dave accidentally locked our keys in the car causing a bit of a scramble to get to the party on time).</div>
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Lighting the Christmas tree or wrestling, I had about twenty or more pictures of them wrestling.</div>
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Gracie and Oscar wanted in on the fun too!<br />
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Ainsley had fun rolling in the lights.<br />
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Oh toothpaste why must you be so fun.<br />
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Our first attempt at potty training was to have B start going into the bathroom to poop(in his diaper). It has led to a lot of good stories, but now we actually need to start potty training.<br />
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Had a fun visit from Papa, Nina and Uncle Joe. Caught B and A snuggling which is a nice change from the wrestling!<br />
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Christmas morning brought lots of gifts and a yummy breakfast<br />
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Dinner and lots of gifts opening over at Grandma and Grandpas.<br />
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-Both kids starting to learn Christmas songs. In particular tonight Ainsley was getting the "all the way" part of jingle bells. Hilarious!</div>
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Now for a glass of wine and enjoying Dumbo. Merry Christmas!</div>
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Ainsley wins the award for grabbing the salsa jar which fell in slow motion and I just barely missed it hitting the ground and breaking. She also decided to scream bloody murder, her new fave. This of coarse draws the looks, the ones that translate to "my kid would NEVER act like that". <br />
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Special thanks to man who threw down several dirty looks and obvious disgust at my use of the enormous carts that take up space. Yes the cart with the car on the front. I understand my children were acting like wild monkeys, I was taking up space with the previously mentioned cart, and yes I am responsible for the broken jar down by the Mexican food. Hope you have a nice relaxing night drinking that case of ice beer.<br />
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Hands down worst trip to the grocery store I can remember. <br />
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Hard to maneuver for mom, but lots of fun for the kids!</div>
mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-60634767443459463052012-11-11T17:47:00.000-08:002012-11-11T17:47:13.725-08:00Bloody trip to the pediatritianA couple of weeks ago a tiny red mark appeared on Braeden's nose. At first we thought it was a scratch, but then we realized it was not. I asked our pediatrician if it was anything to worry about during Ainsley's 15 month check up and she said it was nothing to worry about and should go away. She did say if it increased in size there was a possibility of having to go to a dermatologist for removal. Didn't think too much of it, but this past week we noticed it was getting a little bit raised and slightly bigger.<br />
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We got coats, shoes and socks on and headed out. Braeden was pretty upset, but calmed down on the car ride. When we got to Woodinville Peds I checked in an kindly they give me a room asap. While waiting Braeden got upset as I wouldn't let him touch anything. Meanwhile Ainsley was throwing anything she could get her hands on and laughing like a wild monkey. Got lots of great looks from other kids and parents. Felt awesome!<br />
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Nurse and doctor were wonderful and we got all cleaned up. Realized I was totally overreacting and Braeden of coarse will be okay. Hopefully Zoila will go away so we don't have to have her frozen off! <br />
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mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-37958960428523644712012-11-09T23:06:00.001-08:002012-11-09T23:06:43.701-08:00Ha, I was correct Ainsley can walk!! I was on the phone with Johnna the other day and happened to tell her about Ainsley and Braeden LOVING the drawer in the kitchen with the wash clothes. Ainsley raids it, they put them on their heads, she chews on them, and the other day I found about six or more hiding in Braeden's closet. This has been a daily occurrence and therefore has moved from cute to annoying. Johnna was laughing and reminded me that this is funny and I need to write it down so I don't forget. <br />
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Here are some other funny things I don't want to forget...<br />
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Braeden has been saying "It scares my ears" if there is a loud noise or yelling<br />
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Ainsley sounds like she is singing happy birthday a lot, today in the car I joined in and she put her hand up and said no????!!! She is sassy!<br />
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Grocery stores are CRAZY! I either have to use the super carts with the car on the front or let Braeden walk which = HE MUST TOUCH EVERYTHING! <br />
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They both love to get cozy...blankets and pillows<br />
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I don't know if I have ever laughed, and cried so hard in my life, but I feel so lucky to be blessed with all the chaos. mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-61088946907375539052012-02-26T20:09:00.002-08:002012-02-26T20:20:03.653-08:00It's Official...I am not good at blogging. Have been meaning to update so many times. I fail. Lots of things have been happening. My purpose of writing this blog was to keep a log of fun things to remember about the kids since they are growing up so quickly. I am sitting here watching Braeden shake Ainsley's hand and tell her "pleased meet you". He is also bouncing around her playing hide and seek as she sits in her highchair. It is quite hilarious. Braeden is a constant source of laughter these days. <br /><br />Nap time - you never know what you are going to get when Braeden wakes up from a nap. Some days it is crying and cranky(much like mommy). On special occasions he has taken off his clothes and is standing in nothing but a diaper. My favorite two are first the day he shouted HOORAY with one arm in the air, then of coarse when he was bent over making kissy lips and saying kisss...KISSS. Too cute!<br /><br />Ainsley thinks her brother is hilarious and laughs at him a lot. She has started eating solids. So far we have tried acorn squash, yams, banana, apple and avacado. She is so sweet, calm and patient. She is really starting to sit unassisted and while she doesn't have any desire she is able to roll front to back and back to front. <br /><br />As I type Braeden is running around in circles. Time for bed! Will try to post some pictures later. Hey maybe by the next time I write on my blog Ainsley will be walking? Hopefully I can get better about it.mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-64157894248266930882011-11-17T21:52:00.001-08:002011-11-17T21:52:50.464-08:00LaughterIt's official Ainsley was full blown laughing tonight. Heard a giggle here and there but now we have laughter!!! So fun! Tried to take a picture but this is all i got...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhN9Y1ySmbrNeFCGSy_3NWOaVl-4jGCpQUT_YgtHfU67dUImls9ZVLW0GeGhlustS9-RNRjCVFP-YXp9wxsMxl_quyEPHilYGEeOGyfPqLaVP-pX7kt2VWiU7Ssy4sgsMknPsNWUjlp09/"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlhN9Y1ySmbrNeFCGSy_3NWOaVl-4jGCpQUT_YgtHfU67dUImls9ZVLW0GeGhlustS9-RNRjCVFP-YXp9wxsMxl_quyEPHilYGEeOGyfPqLaVP-pX7kt2VWiU7Ssy4sgsMknPsNWUjlp09/" width="150" height="150" alt="" /></a><br/><br/>Pretty funny! Oh and she slept from 9:30pm - 7am for the first time!!!!! I may actually get some sleep in my future!<br/>Posted with mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-23780117887258254182011-11-11T23:43:00.001-08:002011-11-11T23:43:10.655-08:00Testing<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIp03PPUfpgT3TZgyqUn1LYZ8DHnwNxjIULAcRUkGVhMAjVh-uNNwc5T1WMtS7nxEKS_TPmls2R7ON7sxvZSs48VlrhGBQFJwAgdRlTpGwnBA98c9zvokRRM3AEFJwv0wY7AySbwz28nnN/"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIp03PPUfpgT3TZgyqUn1LYZ8DHnwNxjIULAcRUkGVhMAjVh-uNNwc5T1WMtS7nxEKS_TPmls2R7ON7sxvZSs48VlrhGBQFJwAgdRlTpGwnBA98c9zvokRRM3AEFJwv0wY7AySbwz28nnN/" width="150" height="150" alt="" /></a>Picture taken exactly ten minutes before the worst Costco meltdown in Allen family history.<br/><br/>Testing a new app that allows me to blog from my phone. Thanks Melissa!!!<br/>Posted with <a href="http://social.zune.net/redirect?type=phoneApp&id=a1303275-51f7-df11-9264-00237de2db9e">BloghuB </a>for Windows Phone 7mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-75650724430173595332011-10-18T21:54:00.000-07:002011-11-11T23:29:42.110-08:00Spokane to Pullman and BackWent to Spokane this past weekend which was fun, stressful, relaxing and tiring all rolled into one. Packing up the mini with two kids and two dogs can test the relationship that is for sure. We stayed at Johnna's for a change because Mom and Dad were watching Nathan, Emma and Sophia while Johnna, John and Sophie went to visit Mychaela down at U of M. As we were unpacking Braeden fell down the stairs into the basement which was horrible. Luckily he came away without any major damage, but the look on his face as he bounced around like a rag doll is permanently imbedded in my brain. I have been having flashbacks and almost crying when I do ever since. Went to the Coug game down in Pullman on Saturday which was also a production, but glad we did it. The first half of the game was awesome. Second half went to Stanford. Braeden fell asleep for a good portion of the game and Ainsley was an angel!!!! Toughest part was getting from the car to the stadium. Braeden sat down in the middle of the street. I found out they have family bathrooms in Martin Stadium. All in all a much different experience from the last time we were in Pullman for a game. Sunday we went to Greenbluff and Braeden rode a horse for the first time. Got some apples, apple pie, apple cidar and a pumpkin. Lots of fun. Then we went to Mark and Sheryl's for dinner with the almost everyone. Nice to catch up and crazy of coarse trying to keep Braeden from destroying their home. Once again rearranging home decor so Braeden doesn't destory it. Feels like that will never end, even though I know it will. Sunday night got a chance to catch up with Johnna which was great. Monday hung out, packed up and headed out of town. Only thing we forgot was the boppy which Johnna kindly brought to us at Fred Meyer. It was a bit of a whirlwind and now we are home. Cory, Heather and Hudson just left not too long ago. Came over for dinner which was a blast. So fun to see the boys interacting more and more as they get older. Oh the trouble they are going to cause! I will try to post pictures from it all tomorrow...we'll see if I get to that!mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-62436202155630226952011-09-30T21:35:00.001-07:002011-09-30T21:43:57.632-07:00Allen family get together at the cabin<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyRK6hrDjtqRZ10_ho7ee3soPrWJT9whWnS4RG58oCJoc_X_xc6MWfkl8bqD-hZQ49LueDhXn5LUy0hT_gzg0lq8c2FopLdVdtiDnZRs8daSO2E0HLUu3-w3NwdjEFR4AvhETZF57t0VrW/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658378828002388706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyRK6hrDjtqRZ10_ho7ee3soPrWJT9whWnS4RG58oCJoc_X_xc6MWfkl8bqD-hZQ49LueDhXn5LUy0hT_gzg0lq8c2FopLdVdtiDnZRs8daSO2E0HLUu3-w3NwdjEFR4AvhETZF57t0VrW/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" /></a>Nothing like a relaxing weekend at the cabin! We had a great time spending the weekend in Ronald with lots of family and good food.<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9dXx9ITvbCpXdZaHW7diW3wq-BNi9BsuIHYCtB-Bdc-U8Ijd4KDKmo1xiZQvBzczUIMy7l18voACpgApaoUNQjlBDfN6CW1o6bk6RdSqx2y1g8QSY6cKp63fBUG8urSc7a4de2A9tG81/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658378823597776082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9dXx9ITvbCpXdZaHW7diW3wq-BNi9BsuIHYCtB-Bdc-U8Ijd4KDKmo1xiZQvBzczUIMy7l18voACpgApaoUNQjlBDfN6CW1o6bk6RdSqx2y1g8QSY6cKp63fBUG8urSc7a4de2A9tG81/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" /></a>Joyce holding Ainsley which was a treat for us both!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUceqIEu9ng0JV56d20DS6tNw40bfM6R8LntBvw0gyckexPbL_95jeL82cz-b8xG05V7Rhe6xx5EjFV-WwTKq57rDu4CYbCeibimwG4xMEEVCXJzEESocrArCgBbNVn154R7bi2TB8CmaY/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658378818389240962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUceqIEu9ng0JV56d20DS6tNw40bfM6R8LntBvw0gyckexPbL_95jeL82cz-b8xG05V7Rhe6xx5EjFV-WwTKq57rDu4CYbCeibimwG4xMEEVCXJzEESocrArCgBbNVn154R7bi2TB8CmaY/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" /></a>The boys playing on Grandpa and Grandma's new toy! <br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1wXd8RrT7uNVUmxxLRUDtQUsZiAUZyPbAag0-Nj-YAhJf90wzUZJ5GoT3qNJyiaZDAxwACEYQh2PUKEfeLE5AjpdR-rL3KCLhQRA081thxg4E0Ih9P8oNVj_KXkMLcPpsb7nEOHEncPUE/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658378816426466994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1wXd8RrT7uNVUmxxLRUDtQUsZiAUZyPbAag0-Nj-YAhJf90wzUZJ5GoT3qNJyiaZDAxwACEYQh2PUKEfeLE5AjpdR-rL3KCLhQRA081thxg4E0Ih9P8oNVj_KXkMLcPpsb7nEOHEncPUE/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" /></a>Braeden had so much fun running around. Minutes before this picture he was running after Oscar yelling "Oscar". If only I had caught it on video as the was he was saying Oscar was priceless! <br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRa2zlGyJfpkzapbF0ZjOkAbVximDhyphenhyphenbBlUQOf9AEs8Wxuw_7a_SDlOVmdJq6qHxEH-eEOIHZ5xAX1bjRGsnmZXwTQTHNE4LoXsnuxgGCnOjrAW1lH2C1V2Sl7zgBwU-FZaizfRfbRR2X/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658378809944199138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRa2zlGyJfpkzapbF0ZjOkAbVximDhyphenhyphenbBlUQOf9AEs8Wxuw_7a_SDlOVmdJq6qHxEH-eEOIHZ5xAX1bjRGsnmZXwTQTHNE4LoXsnuxgGCnOjrAW1lH2C1V2Sl7zgBwU-FZaizfRfbRR2X/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" /></a>Pretending to drive. Again such a fun weekend! We will have to get up there more often. Looking forward to some trips to Priest in the future as well!<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-20482631631231426972011-09-30T21:09:00.001-07:002011-09-30T21:26:19.487-07:00Here comes trouble...<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHSgYsDyMEr2Fl9yg1KRM0qjbpRMN44NwRXhiZr8VoEVEJnD2SMAMIpEHm-QX69PyXfQMRSVkHpgKprcVo8Qs3LxM3VmzWPY6ms3X9vTVZ2d6PupUt_8O4MbafOAPaBs565mbaFv2cvf3B/s1600/DSC_0101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658372847921045490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHSgYsDyMEr2Fl9yg1KRM0qjbpRMN44NwRXhiZr8VoEVEJnD2SMAMIpEHm-QX69PyXfQMRSVkHpgKprcVo8Qs3LxM3VmzWPY6ms3X9vTVZ2d6PupUt_8O4MbafOAPaBs565mbaFv2cvf3B/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" /></a>Just another day on the job.<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsABEjU-kMJ82iKFiIDsIvwMSIIY09-gmYuC3yoHynIxnJzapFH7SLd6BaW7wwZnFZWqUzvmp51T7E2BOL04ZO83KO3Dgchwumsy3o6YjxWet0l5XJVh0Go8X1bxMj1CWrq3idbxx0Drd/s1600/DSC_0100.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658372841358778962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimsABEjU-kMJ82iKFiIDsIvwMSIIY09-gmYuC3yoHynIxnJzapFH7SLd6BaW7wwZnFZWqUzvmp51T7E2BOL04ZO83KO3Dgchwumsy3o6YjxWet0l5XJVh0Go8X1bxMj1CWrq3idbxx0Drd/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" /></a>This was the only way I was able to finishe the dishes. Allowing Braeden to clear out the two bottom shelves of the pantry. It did force me to take inventory and organize which is a good thing! Very entertaining as well!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jw87VHY466hMl9yrMdqUHsmKYvntPqFaJcAt60d7ZkRjz7KhAatKgvM96cnzJ_kAzrsz9DJ9kArf4WBW_cAZku8XBYwq5STwDAm9myhzNpzubY9av8ZFh7u07zs7Cw7p_1VApDzh5Rgh/s1600/DSC_0099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658372835904211234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8jw87VHY466hMl9yrMdqUHsmKYvntPqFaJcAt60d7ZkRjz7KhAatKgvM96cnzJ_kAzrsz9DJ9kArf4WBW_cAZku8XBYwq5STwDAm9myhzNpzubY9av8ZFh7u07zs7Cw7p_1VApDzh5Rgh/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbG-fS0NV0ZEpPPW1V-0eAf7KQC_EKdKEm0RUEAbohI-TwNQf1OiFaa0nNINTRF2udOSvQmOpTRZ7moVumTlCLSPgrC2G6ua1jnjFZOHwgZWUxydgELscD_TA7awNkovfisNr4ZqZIV6dq/s1600/DSC_0021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658372833516404178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbG-fS0NV0ZEpPPW1V-0eAf7KQC_EKdKEm0RUEAbohI-TwNQf1OiFaa0nNINTRF2udOSvQmOpTRZ7moVumTlCLSPgrC2G6ua1jnjFZOHwgZWUxydgELscD_TA7awNkovfisNr4ZqZIV6dq/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" /></a></div><div>Have I ever mentioned the kid likes to eat? This is after a good meal of chili. </div><div> </div><div>Seriouly he makes me laugh and pull my hair out every day now. Starting to say "what's this" so there is no turning back. Loves to give sissy kisses which is so cute. I am so excited to watch their relationship grow. Having them so close together really throws it in your face just how fast they grow the first year and a half. To go from crying and eating to walking, talking, crying and eating is pretty amazing. It was a fun week and as I write that I am reminded how time flies. Thought I would have so much time being a stay at home mom, but the days and weeks fly by just as fast if not more so. Can't believe it is fall already. I LOVE fall and have lots of fun projects planned to keep the kiddos busy!</div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-31540769185340213332011-09-30T20:53:00.000-07:002011-09-30T21:09:17.461-07:00Miss Ainsley<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVmDtjuE_GJD0AD1cG7S4lQHYw6THdHcLnzBzhEFoirtWIQr-8JRHFFJtLI78vYGHQb1O9MirvMqwC9eEJnu33k-Hbxb0sgfSdRox51bI6P_17DkLHT1VjBfB-7zxq7GXDvR4yfcfbz68/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658370392468398994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGVmDtjuE_GJD0AD1cG7S4lQHYw6THdHcLnzBzhEFoirtWIQr-8JRHFFJtLI78vYGHQb1O9MirvMqwC9eEJnu33k-Hbxb0sgfSdRox51bI6P_17DkLHT1VjBfB-7zxq7GXDvR4yfcfbz68/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" /></a>Loves her swing!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwV8Ab3wvQhk3YmPzIJGUzqrmP82dpO_yMqOypgzJ5seREd5kYBl2YGIgOFw9rp-cuwFBtU0gjgMXJeGeFoYH-mDD0W8KYQulvyyX_RdjjQ6mWa_ECPgarHvu6x2OMbEppVTGrN91bFSS/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658370389180132498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdwV8Ab3wvQhk3YmPzIJGUzqrmP82dpO_yMqOypgzJ5seREd5kYBl2YGIgOFw9rp-cuwFBtU0gjgMXJeGeFoYH-mDD0W8KYQulvyyX_RdjjQ6mWa_ECPgarHvu6x2OMbEppVTGrN91bFSS/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" /></a>Trying to gain control of those arms as I mention below.<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOuZOuDffsmmwyF6zJeNROJ3ZW93_Ht09P8LHvItJpJa-aPLp_fMRPP_fFivu71PGxNG3-t4s7O6Maum-jWdwjaW5UGYVTa8_DE9oumfdOZDKVC5GwltXTkni3VepoYCyZjF1nJ-wxPCa/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658370380761612946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOuZOuDffsmmwyF6zJeNROJ3ZW93_Ht09P8LHvItJpJa-aPLp_fMRPP_fFivu71PGxNG3-t4s7O6Maum-jWdwjaW5UGYVTa8_DE9oumfdOZDKVC5GwltXTkni3VepoYCyZjF1nJ-wxPCa/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" /></a>Getting some snuggle time with Dad and Oscar!</div><div> </div><div>Little Miss is getting so big. So smiley and responsive. Starting to make some noise. You could really tell she was trying to get control of her arms and legs this past week. So fun watching her grow. Had her two month check up on Tuesday and man she is long. Length went from 19.69 to 23 something(can't find the sheet from the pediatrician at the moment). Fun to watch her and Braeden iteract. <div> </div><div>She is starting to sleep a pretty long stretch anywhere from 8pm to 2am. Man am I looking forward to a full nights sleep! Can't complain, she is such a good baby. Will post pics from last weekend at the cabin later, but it was so nice to have a weekend to really dote on her. Aside from night time sleep she was being held at all times by one family member or another. </div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-76411114730517768372011-09-20T22:31:00.000-07:002011-09-20T22:51:59.932-07:00Broden's birthday on Bainbridge Island<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBCsONUHkY7qxLDZPEto-wMXwusY5THA8BuMOrKQhtRMLaxp1hKpyMf6-8IOjEeIDLUvFBOras-JdOhyMnXAZ2wdMR7SwigQ451R0SX3Yupy-BbT4wZ2NvUOt83H9NHHEEPKEjVMC0sIj/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654685189149602658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBCsONUHkY7qxLDZPEto-wMXwusY5THA8BuMOrKQhtRMLaxp1hKpyMf6-8IOjEeIDLUvFBOras-JdOhyMnXAZ2wdMR7SwigQ451R0SX3Yupy-BbT4wZ2NvUOt83H9NHHEEPKEjVMC0sIj/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" /></a>Keep forgetting that the photos upload opposite of how I select so this is actually the last pic I took as we were about to board the ferry leaving Bainbridge. What a great day!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUT2HIbP9as2cO-7EWLI5DtvUHObuQWwoiLEg9nVSE5vrYNrYulXNKypDrNHXVcaJVOWLe7-Vyx6NDrOGUxcgcr8nPBJYZa37FlO1DtFjq7n-0iaMyOrecocDrncwtVhuvrf429uDajUfR/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654685184445270674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUT2HIbP9as2cO-7EWLI5DtvUHObuQWwoiLEg9nVSE5vrYNrYulXNKypDrNHXVcaJVOWLe7-Vyx6NDrOGUxcgcr8nPBJYZa37FlO1DtFjq7n-0iaMyOrecocDrncwtVhuvrf429uDajUfR/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" /></a>Dave, Braeden, Cory and Hudson playing in the water. Really a beautiful day!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-bP20ce6Vq0ZUAf2o6eWs8Ov_h9fZAWC5FS-JiTXxOgzxtQZC3OSckRvFFGRPfzhEqYNOyFpDPiwGRB9hHVdI2a3JmNZeNmpXx7ASiTEZD1MmG6vhFPmGzV_Da3dM2GZO7BROaHOyr4Y/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654685183730591474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU-bP20ce6Vq0ZUAf2o6eWs8Ov_h9fZAWC5FS-JiTXxOgzxtQZC3OSckRvFFGRPfzhEqYNOyFpDPiwGRB9hHVdI2a3JmNZeNmpXx7ASiTEZD1MmG6vhFPmGzV_Da3dM2GZO7BROaHOyr4Y/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" /></a>Family photo in the same spot as the photo we used for our save the dates. My how things have changed!<br /><div><div><div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJTM4FFxD50NrDRO8s8UmqUD50FgbPf-3JeUf9MhX2h1wiL4gmr82L3RzFc5mFXWMUYc3zDmdEfQXzkNvjAdfFPfUS8BrDHMOldBlyfRLDqVchJKnEL4Q5zMhQ2dRV63MrB80Og9mU1INt/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"><font color="#000000"></font><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654683281736265762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJTM4FFxD50NrDRO8s8UmqUD50FgbPf-3JeUf9MhX2h1wiL4gmr82L3RzFc5mFXWMUYc3zDmdEfQXzkNvjAdfFPfUS8BrDHMOldBlyfRLDqVchJKnEL4Q5zMhQ2dRV63MrB80Og9mU1INt/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" /></a>Little Miss in her swimsuit! Thanks Melissa! So glad she got a chance to wear it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfz794nE9OqOtpmAYlX3UnHx2nnM8xSsL-YOjcXICbYsA2QD7nfWUfY4CE6ceCn1PO5dz-OIlc8FuvHFjOpdIJlMei1BaQ9OxU-SJr3aOmJWD6I-uK1u9HjgTwt5pUk25FF2Tjxlvx9H1/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654683279777214418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfz794nE9OqOtpmAYlX3UnHx2nnM8xSsL-YOjcXICbYsA2QD7nfWUfY4CE6ceCn1PO5dz-OIlc8FuvHFjOpdIJlMei1BaQ9OxU-SJr3aOmJWD6I-uK1u9HjgTwt5pUk25FF2Tjxlvx9H1/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" /></a>One of my favorite outfits so I just had to snap a photo<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOK2sBhdjPoXKnlHYhZsXNBvhfVqV1XPaetQZhoiCSDFJedsTRIMJGjLQKSJIpNaanKuV0h6VdbcAP_-MWFlDFF2_oS9Qn6Lu7fKJA9TZb_4PUac6baUOhhhSK0xjlDYocpRgL-rIEs252/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654683275319110946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOK2sBhdjPoXKnlHYhZsXNBvhfVqV1XPaetQZhoiCSDFJedsTRIMJGjLQKSJIpNaanKuV0h6VdbcAP_-MWFlDFF2_oS9Qn6Lu7fKJA9TZb_4PUac6baUOhhhSK0xjlDYocpRgL-rIEs252/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" /></a>The ferry ride on the way to the party. First time for Ainsley on a ferry. First time Braeden has been old enough to get excited about being on a ferry!<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyHvtjwvxCQLrB6u-PiDHhUwBdX_VqlIsQhIJU8lm3qEZe0LaO9tDn4pgCLZ2I8EE_8q_WooybfqybXSRskHp_Y2erhyU1LdtgK5S9GTugKN2qA9G9cMusMld9Z5e-8D2ZixuHbLqDBc5/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654683272501420466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNyHvtjwvxCQLrB6u-PiDHhUwBdX_VqlIsQhIJU8lm3qEZe0LaO9tDn4pgCLZ2I8EE_8q_WooybfqybXSRskHp_Y2erhyU1LdtgK5S9GTugKN2qA9G9cMusMld9Z5e-8D2ZixuHbLqDBc5/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" /></a>The boys<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGkGia_Mf6ntk-N5anfBwr6vmQOBZOesSryDRVfbB_C7PdHeUwf7h3U4Q5s_qlV-b9JxNkxCfLN2PvhvlXSwNBCM6rhxAIaUu6Tz4uTTDO3OSw-JfnnQoekq1slt7eOjvPTEFZJQ7Vtc_l/s1600/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654683260323510866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGkGia_Mf6ntk-N5anfBwr6vmQOBZOesSryDRVfbB_C7PdHeUwf7h3U4Q5s_qlV-b9JxNkxCfLN2PvhvlXSwNBCM6rhxAIaUu6Tz4uTTDO3OSw-JfnnQoekq1slt7eOjvPTEFZJQ7Vtc_l/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" /></a>Braeden checking out the other water traffic.</div><div><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-66043895176039096032011-09-16T21:38:00.000-07:002011-09-16T22:06:33.882-07:00September Evening in the Garden with Grandma and Grandpa<div align="center"><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ5QsIhK26a_9WbZFnfOSh1kBy2kGnAprTVrTopqPJ0uDRsKBMnFwm_1xa5k3XK-NSeytsE5COTYbuynJhp729DZwuts0n9cmfiXEdwN0sfBlkOJQYTScWsjrKD__mXV1H0X19YG6Fk7F4/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187941671036626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ5QsIhK26a_9WbZFnfOSh1kBy2kGnAprTVrTopqPJ0uDRsKBMnFwm_1xa5k3XK-NSeytsE5COTYbuynJhp729DZwuts0n9cmfiXEdwN0sfBlkOJQYTScWsjrKD__mXV1H0X19YG6Fk7F4/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" /></a>Helping grandma pick and eat the blueberries! <br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrO2_IyvUKTh5uxyOtyIqk-5VynOkjPeavlGEzF4aRX2GH43WtnacSnNivWaFN0XJJ37tJs_3pX9ozjxccqXo7g_xj-UMhHk9MRqY2VCHqfce5FkuDKqz5rGyL70b3_Lew4dHbNb65WShP/s1600/DSC_0187.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187940907060514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrO2_IyvUKTh5uxyOtyIqk-5VynOkjPeavlGEzF4aRX2GH43WtnacSnNivWaFN0XJJ37tJs_3pX9ozjxccqXo7g_xj-UMhHk9MRqY2VCHqfce5FkuDKqz5rGyL70b3_Lew4dHbNb65WShP/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" /></a>helping out with the green beans...<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK68C4ZP816hMPmDXegQ0yYPGS9029HLuVCGYXMywIMWsHvEkwB9-RA6JoIjuXQcVzmxewMsBUD14v8AIWSt6lq8oxu5WG8v6W3j-atAr8py6dzeHLgxBiENwyAFQBBDG8MQgYz4XNSeQb/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187466069502162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK68C4ZP816hMPmDXegQ0yYPGS9029HLuVCGYXMywIMWsHvEkwB9-RA6JoIjuXQcVzmxewMsBUD14v8AIWSt6lq8oxu5WG8v6W3j-atAr8py6dzeHLgxBiENwyAFQBBDG8MQgYz4XNSeQb/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" /></a>more green beans! we have been eating very healthing this summer<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdWKnqaFElx-cezuVXO_iTbieAHVFRSs2GetiLOWtSjWmQNx3wpICHIoBI3UCS9TdRQbaCQWzqFtNNFg0vKZUctF5GQ8pNdGOCztvpvvQfg_oTJDGjmzvuh4mnURM8TEJCxiMv5qj6TXd/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187463266126914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdWKnqaFElx-cezuVXO_iTbieAHVFRSs2GetiLOWtSjWmQNx3wpICHIoBI3UCS9TdRQbaCQWzqFtNNFg0vKZUctF5GQ8pNdGOCztvpvvQfg_oTJDGjmzvuh4mnURM8TEJCxiMv5qj6TXd/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" /></a>checking out the pumpkins with Grandpa<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWeTs1AK-DjldsvYFrlYrxAB5Qok9Tb8ir4VhZg_lhSQbc4xIaWKC3ccPrkvzyHMRlw2aF-swu8pqpNXLGZYYutmGY2yx20ug0lgpTteZ5pVvIkdJEEnDUu_E0ADHPiV7bBe6MSIo3_XV/s1600/DSC_0155.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187458036943186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicWeTs1AK-DjldsvYFrlYrxAB5Qok9Tb8ir4VhZg_lhSQbc4xIaWKC3ccPrkvzyHMRlw2aF-swu8pqpNXLGZYYutmGY2yx20ug0lgpTteZ5pVvIkdJEEnDUu_E0ADHPiV7bBe6MSIo3_XV/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" /></a>did I mention Braeden LOVES blueberries??? his poo was interesting the next day<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0R143Sw80doMNUgZ9h5T6mF_Jxf6EFAL-7Mr-h3ASiqPYS7t_5ZslHMbRJF-FfXt54cay0tyOgrYchzhhbymGYSccE5Btn7JtWEKimsrof1UhnQzfrS2c7ZcHnAmIW9AA-VPZGDKlWmIl/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187450981590738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0R143Sw80doMNUgZ9h5T6mF_Jxf6EFAL-7Mr-h3ASiqPYS7t_5ZslHMbRJF-FfXt54cay0tyOgrYchzhhbymGYSccE5Btn7JtWEKimsrof1UhnQzfrS2c7ZcHnAmIW9AA-VPZGDKlWmIl/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" /></a>lots for me some for grandpa(by the way typing one handed while holding Ainsley who is drifting off to sleep right now)<br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdakVKBvEoXi9gybC5bogUASmMDjh0eo9EH3kit0T8iKT5qQ-2_3k65NH-gacNgz58Prm1nQ04gvj4QMDGplq10v_ZoG9F-LBFo1wWf8idfzuIXLUGQiZbAiHzsbw5KTYH4oz7Zt9gkbD-/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653187448584657698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdakVKBvEoXi9gybC5bogUASmMDjh0eo9EH3kit0T8iKT5qQ-2_3k65NH-gacNgz58Prm1nQ04gvj4QMDGplq10v_ZoG9F-LBFo1wWf8idfzuIXLUGQiZbAiHzsbw5KTYH4oz7Zt9gkbD-/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-50309137584744545962011-09-16T21:29:00.000-07:002011-09-16T21:35:48.248-07:00Mini Vans<div>So yes we have decided to purchase a mini van. HA! Pretty sure I am eating crow once again as I seem to recall stating I would NEVER own a mini van. Deciding between the Honda and Toyota. Looks like the Honda is going to win. We visited both dealerships this evening ending at Toyota. The evening was ended when Braeden decided to grab the salesman Peter's elbow skin. Dave immediately grabbed B and made sure we were on our way. While waiting for Dave to get our car back, which they were apraising for trade in, Braeden took an enormous crap which I discovered when I went to pull his diaper open to see and got more than I bargained for by acidentally touching poo. Seriously?!? This is right up there with the Jiffy Lube blow out which also required a puppy piddle pad and trunk diaper change. Another sign that we are ready for a mini van!</div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-21420854518424225452011-09-13T23:51:00.000-07:002011-09-13T23:58:04.826-07:00So much for my resolution<div>Geeze, nice resolution I made. So much has happened since I last wrote. I am now the mother of two and have become a full time house manager. I am hoping to start writing more just so I can remember all of the things I think I will never forget. Ainsley has started smiling which just warms your heart. Braeden is in full blown terror mode. His accomplishments for yesterday were squatting and peeing on the bathroom mat before his bath, throwing a remote control in my direction and getting into EVERYTHING he is not supposed to. Hands in the toilet check, knives out of the dishwasher check, cutting finger on mommies leg razor check check. He keeps me BUSY! His favorite comfort aside from his binky(and sissy's) is grabbing elbow skin. He actually says "elbow peez". Wonder if/when he will grow out of that?!?</div><div> </div><div>Well, Ainsley is sleeping and I should be too. The house is quiet! Will try to post pics tomorrow. Have some great shots from the garden with grandma and grandpa last week, our trip to Spokane and Bainbridge Island for Broden's birthday</div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-70294526916641046192011-03-14T12:55:00.001-07:002011-03-14T12:59:54.979-07:00Time FliesSo I have not posted in so long. Belated New Years resolution is to update more often! This past year has just blown by and I am sitting here trying to grasp that this Wednesday March 16th Braeden is going to be a year old!!!! I also happen to be finding out if he will have a brother or sister on that same day. Took the day off so he will go to daycare in the morning while we have the ultrasound. Then it will be an early pick up as he has his 1 year check up at 3:15pm. Busy day of appointments and then we can have a nice quite family b-day celebration. His party is Saturday. Should be very fun! We are doing a St. Patricks Day theme. Time for me to get to work as I only have a few days to throw it all together.mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-59350439465733845572010-06-04T17:54:00.000-07:002010-06-04T18:20:06.304-07:00May has been full of fun!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Sg5Q9rp1zRKQCfPAd2d0SBmJVJbZnrpX9r-Yeutp7LDnfvEGqacdqinXazj-sP3CsQ9D3aVAImT8VV8KaU6sIf019zQ3gQnI_Ij09svf9ziZdIyyQV1S2x_neoBbvYY1iXX4mn8p0veo/s1600/mid+may+029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479089401207572418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Sg5Q9rp1zRKQCfPAd2d0SBmJVJbZnrpX9r-Yeutp7LDnfvEGqacdqinXazj-sP3CsQ9D3aVAImT8VV8KaU6sIf019zQ3gQnI_Ij09svf9ziZdIyyQV1S2x_neoBbvYY1iXX4mn8p0veo/s320/mid+may+029.JPG" /></a> Charlotte's 1st birthday was very fun. The sun even came out! Yummy cupcakes!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxO5k-A1nrJj2RnmnX8AH-VjQ3-OxMmLOlH0Bh7CyxMovFbnk-hPUHC1JDTbfW4yUvWdey-eW9iFlF8NtgyaY7K3B72IqjflTVv5aEs9uSbVRrV3mugs6eJMU6oErlcmaTtMdi1GXLG8C9/s1600/mid+may+035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479089390038957810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxO5k-A1nrJj2RnmnX8AH-VjQ3-OxMmLOlH0Bh7CyxMovFbnk-hPUHC1JDTbfW4yUvWdey-eW9iFlF8NtgyaY7K3B72IqjflTVv5aEs9uSbVRrV3mugs6eJMU6oErlcmaTtMdi1GXLG8C9/s320/mid+may+035.JPG" /></a><br />Kickin it at the b-day party in his little shoes!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-kqtmchc3kfQ-vj4CI-3GvkxB_oC7W41QSzOeavZ6wRTSc-iNJ9hqYpB4sXsLGE1gG_eTdVwn4iHYZ4nxv4ZZm7eEpT4WOLzyr3kHBegDJogS0dZVf-_i-eEf4CFnxF1qr9XHpQKWjY48/s1600/mid+may+045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479089380724124610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-kqtmchc3kfQ-vj4CI-3GvkxB_oC7W41QSzOeavZ6wRTSc-iNJ9hqYpB4sXsLGE1gG_eTdVwn4iHYZ4nxv4ZZm7eEpT4WOLzyr3kHBegDJogS0dZVf-_i-eEf4CFnxF1qr9XHpQKWjY48/s320/mid+may+045.JPG" /></a>May has brought smiles! Although we don't often allow the camera to catch them.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVobD8VJxx_uFnfGESV7PiQMaZ1Q4F9BAPNKanz02gYUQOgWGqJaxecwVPobSQaJ1RQnkxrIGowjZ2yBqXBoyc9131JIpqQmIg5QKInpf0sYBif9mjM8rCoz6NzROMsY6x50mlLjMLUwNX/s1600/mid+may+050.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479089374300986482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVobD8VJxx_uFnfGESV7PiQMaZ1Q4F9BAPNKanz02gYUQOgWGqJaxecwVPobSQaJ1RQnkxrIGowjZ2yBqXBoyc9131JIpqQmIg5QKInpf0sYBif9mjM8rCoz6NzROMsY6x50mlLjMLUwNX/s320/mid+may+050.JPG" /></a> Braeden and Charlotte checking eachother out!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWqvRmjlA-aELmmKXY1A-hITNuQZQD9J_3z5iMwnLPKpQ51YLqer-RwTf8vjBncbpIM60WxgV258HORDe0uYO2pKZ8EAvbH86m5xdMvMUYcrNTc1XRTeg2gaoItxa81_I45UivW3lMD59/s1600/mid+may+004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479088513560525986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWqvRmjlA-aELmmKXY1A-hITNuQZQD9J_3z5iMwnLPKpQ51YLqer-RwTf8vjBncbpIM60WxgV258HORDe0uYO2pKZ8EAvbH86m5xdMvMUYcrNTc1XRTeg2gaoItxa81_I45UivW3lMD59/s320/mid+may+004.JPG" /></a>We took advantage of a beautiful day and met up with Janine and Liam for a walk to Carillon Point from the boat launch in Kirkland.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hnOfkYAiTFoLEsR6tFYP1BJHio0mf2Qu2-9twobKWbk2W2wojrXbHAtRW8_JkPEVQahReA8UqN7z2ybczKIGaDQh7vd0AWjI2hoUVfvzf3HYvnxUAjT_SBDLLiP6DmYZShYgUDxh9I7a/s1600/more+may+123.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479088504721796418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0hnOfkYAiTFoLEsR6tFYP1BJHio0mf2Qu2-9twobKWbk2W2wojrXbHAtRW8_JkPEVQahReA8UqN7z2ybczKIGaDQh7vd0AWjI2hoUVfvzf3HYvnxUAjT_SBDLLiP6DmYZShYgUDxh9I7a/s320/more+may+123.JPG" /></a> Braeden got a chance to hang with Hudson just a week after his arrival!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJPj1q3F8v37yWMCATJiwb_wkEBn_uC0fUHAAfAT3VtQNglr-YqYEEn8Zq5ugHNLTN0GZK4yUCcjwgwHC-3ORXJa49j0_uiGSb-qbDGa6mRKc-zYPgNnbrZ8lMuyuO6wq-mg7lNDggi56/s1600/more+may+047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479088493435396402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdJPj1q3F8v37yWMCATJiwb_wkEBn_uC0fUHAAfAT3VtQNglr-YqYEEn8Zq5ugHNLTN0GZK4yUCcjwgwHC-3ORXJa49j0_uiGSb-qbDGa6mRKc-zYPgNnbrZ8lMuyuO6wq-mg7lNDggi56/s320/more+may+047.JPG" /></a><br />Attending his first wedding in Cresent Bar for Casey and George!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTasHhxYlxqpSITW4bZYG-2wwDR2SIAyMwy8AOdJCKy_i5PgtKVjvlFxM_zeO4gbR0J7grXjtmh_YzRSbfDiu8YJlkffFB8_m53DWM-ToZntD_f1RgbDpJP4MeSULqjLev3wxt82KfCeK/s1600/more+may+013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479088483016772306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTasHhxYlxqpSITW4bZYG-2wwDR2SIAyMwy8AOdJCKy_i5PgtKVjvlFxM_zeO4gbR0J7grXjtmh_YzRSbfDiu8YJlkffFB8_m53DWM-ToZntD_f1RgbDpJP4MeSULqjLev3wxt82KfCeK/s320/more+may+013.JPG" /></a><br />Loving having Dad home while he is on paternity leave! Lucky boy!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64dVRvIQ8G3BXwBPuLO-2rUvzt05Cia33jnjcqAA1xoVVWPcSVkKgURqwQqvT8jp6G1OA1IvJF6G_HsO-J1qU-Iv74TtvDTc9tmmK-MUezGrHktxwgHNHZ3R15DvGZsx6l3TiLF1wKIPf/s1600/more+may+008.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479088480091884146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh64dVRvIQ8G3BXwBPuLO-2rUvzt05Cia33jnjcqAA1xoVVWPcSVkKgURqwQqvT8jp6G1OA1IvJF6G_HsO-J1qU-Iv74TtvDTc9tmmK-MUezGrHktxwgHNHZ3R15DvGZsx6l3TiLF1wKIPf/s320/more+may+008.JPG" /></a><br />Meeting Great Aunt Joyce for the first time over a wonderful family dinner get together!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-1416696589281883942010-06-04T17:39:00.000-07:002010-06-04T17:53:49.462-07:00May trip to Spokane<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Chq0c6M0axK62x81iE1ozAwbEriLCAp1UImWFbuwg_bG_kDcAuula6AiXGCnx3-4ELpnVgj0fZKViUrGWj4MFrNYhykQaz2sCNxBcNf2dAzxk5CWqrwxPETiZb0CvIGwjMz2Ma1_2VIq/s1600/DSC_0058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479085374247339410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Chq0c6M0axK62x81iE1ozAwbEriLCAp1UImWFbuwg_bG_kDcAuula6AiXGCnx3-4ELpnVgj0fZKViUrGWj4MFrNYhykQaz2sCNxBcNf2dAzxk5CWqrwxPETiZb0CvIGwjMz2Ma1_2VIq/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" /></a> Braeden already looking up to Nathan!</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghptmp7yvGvDYt_x85z6kmFnuxwLxVjYS3Bh30VDKDx94ZAIO2KKPDBEU2e-0ZeK9DaKMcTeIdHZWUTIhyphenhyphentdBYliaisSGjJlvbUnQW462D_D-iU3ACF7q96fcDxSe8_mMQ8RlQjsq2ea-X/s1600/DSC_0048.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479085370796063122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghptmp7yvGvDYt_x85z6kmFnuxwLxVjYS3Bh30VDKDx94ZAIO2KKPDBEU2e-0ZeK9DaKMcTeIdHZWUTIhyphenhyphentdBYliaisSGjJlvbUnQW462D_D-iU3ACF7q96fcDxSe8_mMQ8RlQjsq2ea-X/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" /></a> Nathan is ready for another boy to be around. Very excited for Braeden to get bigger so he can have some fun with his cousin!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3RTChkFW_RDHMB7GjIDjX_vxrWtJX3WSJDD5Uoqpy4OIc8PgtgSDhDLesMIuCnhYBH-TNW-9TTMEb0a8bCrOO3Wtf1oQD4FqKQLDQn1HXMUhyDE8a_bIe_dBd9lBAgLR-8WDvE8-Cxhgu/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479085360380626082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3RTChkFW_RDHMB7GjIDjX_vxrWtJX3WSJDD5Uoqpy4OIc8PgtgSDhDLesMIuCnhYBH-TNW-9TTMEb0a8bCrOO3Wtf1oQD4FqKQLDQn1HXMUhyDE8a_bIe_dBd9lBAgLR-8WDvE8-Cxhgu/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" /></a><br />Braeden and Nina<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NNy7sSnZViARnvH9DbXLo9tb1FlOCWRIxhxRvwRTrX-XCJGWJwkt_plHgycr01P5CJsFbOcwZdwDNRF0LyPBkJ4QiPJd9GGL1UiQMGDxGavkVjXi3pSSsh6PoPZgMj033lVn7SD_DCjD/s1600/DSC_0025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479085355384191538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-NNy7sSnZViARnvH9DbXLo9tb1FlOCWRIxhxRvwRTrX-XCJGWJwkt_plHgycr01P5CJsFbOcwZdwDNRF0LyPBkJ4QiPJd9GGL1UiQMGDxGavkVjXi3pSSsh6PoPZgMj033lVn7SD_DCjD/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" /></a><br />Papa and Nina with most of their grandchildren!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-69419271850297954492010-04-20T11:34:00.000-07:002010-04-20T11:45:34.653-07:00Things to remember...I hope I don't ever forget the little things about the first five weeks. Example, last night while I was nursing <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Braeden</span> he lifted up his little foot and was kicking it around and then let it rest on my boob. I know totally random, but it was really cute. I love that he likes to sleep on his side just like me. It cracks me up when he flails his arms around as if he is falling. Seems to happen the most right when he is falling asleep.<br /><br />He is a hungry little monster today. Can't believe it is almost noon. The days fly by so fast.mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-10180459596209832002010-04-15T13:52:00.000-07:002010-04-15T13:55:56.538-07:00Two Dogs and a BabyBraeden, Gracie, Oscar and I just went for a great walk! It was our first time out of the complex and both dogs behaved great! I think my horse back riding skills came into play from using double reins. Had to have both leases in one hand and keep one hand on Braeden (he was in the moby wrap). We got lucky because it started to sprinkle just as we returned home. Now we have some errands to run and hopefully some cleaning of the house.mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6392235583408231460.post-41454885116643533612010-04-13T11:36:00.000-07:002010-04-13T12:07:34.829-07:00Pictures over the last four weeks<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtMEa5bx6559SsJMT2tLWuMMCc6Wni8dba4YpJeyxQg7TC449DYRn2BGZSsOd8XLbTXVg44ZtSYObdv0j1KxJiqzCFA2Eb4ksRhJ7Z_WEx6dx8V4du68Din25yYZ20dfFCHTAz3jRtVbo/s1600/moms+camera+263.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459699970547107410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTtMEa5bx6559SsJMT2tLWuMMCc6Wni8dba4YpJeyxQg7TC449DYRn2BGZSsOd8XLbTXVg44ZtSYObdv0j1KxJiqzCFA2Eb4ksRhJ7Z_WEx6dx8V4du68Din25yYZ20dfFCHTAz3jRtVbo/s320/moms+camera+263.JPG" /></a> Nina rocking Braeden</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxee3l9wW49PIUFL7WdizeCC61NIa_B4TA9_AR7JC9e2tpqGMOWU4y1Df_pqlkkGVzr_-NV3KXPaNvn-Eyix35IoN6p0UQCLLgJIw1R7SXEQjncoJh03B6-v4jE6unWEfUesOkqvSfUHZ/s1600/First+days+home+127.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459698893892895954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwxee3l9wW49PIUFL7WdizeCC61NIa_B4TA9_AR7JC9e2tpqGMOWU4y1Df_pqlkkGVzr_-NV3KXPaNvn-Eyix35IoN6p0UQCLLgJIw1R7SXEQjncoJh03B6-v4jE6unWEfUesOkqvSfUHZ/s320/First+days+home+127.JPG" /></a> Sophie feeding Braeden, Nathan enjoying the boppy</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjijtK7N_I_fsAWfD1NB54DmSwzev2_8A68l7UVTMWBr74dKEQwcnbbJawpNDyuDcv_1rEcNQE9qLgedguPQY5p5xadFekYfkkQ5fvjE-oEuN0jw56x2iE3dsZKW0rR9_3f9RQSZHuLt4/s1600/First+days+home+155.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459698886918765826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizjijtK7N_I_fsAWfD1NB54DmSwzev2_8A68l7UVTMWBr74dKEQwcnbbJawpNDyuDcv_1rEcNQE9qLgedguPQY5p5xadFekYfkkQ5fvjE-oEuN0jw56x2iE3dsZKW0rR9_3f9RQSZHuLt4/s320/First+days+home+155.JPG" /></a>Braeden's first bath<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgrPQZ6dabpSTgFyG4K4ZqspqpHZ3lS2CeaPbxa0LgN35mANqlCcA6jyUrx4GbGyGdpQQYIQ4eHOcSKTwrmeF0O9OyktgK577rLc7K36eyEYlviQ2j32sGWCOT2c1mKNJVh_FcCB1aT9h/s1600/First+days+home+165.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459698877133217570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDgrPQZ6dabpSTgFyG4K4ZqspqpHZ3lS2CeaPbxa0LgN35mANqlCcA6jyUrx4GbGyGdpQQYIQ4eHOcSKTwrmeF0O9OyktgK577rLc7K36eyEYlviQ2j32sGWCOT2c1mKNJVh_FcCB1aT9h/s320/First+days+home+165.JPG" /></a> Oscar and Gracie supervising the first bath<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq2FpaVtBZFcCMc6n7241XfblLzLgHe1vY1fyO0Aevnu4o5y1Vmd2SlPgXNEpT9OfBkif0SZMz3rmPjKiF19c8RLkTAUxkajxWpjocCARO3-2sa4YxCNSs6PCY_7Haar5DFr1ESb4GG1sU/s1600/first5daysofbraeden+059.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459697703722954178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq2FpaVtBZFcCMc6n7241XfblLzLgHe1vY1fyO0Aevnu4o5y1Vmd2SlPgXNEpT9OfBkif0SZMz3rmPjKiF19c8RLkTAUxkajxWpjocCARO3-2sa4YxCNSs6PCY_7Haar5DFr1ESb4GG1sU/s320/first5daysofbraeden+059.JPG" /></a> Papa and Braeden<br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH60RkEtT1iTilnut-R2kH-hd2gRSz0UPOlpTp_ORABO6npKb-0HYwZO7w6H5dZjNFfjSAurRZl9tTeCvd_ub2FXC_04XFWKUsFTttfNsbGKJyAx0foLKY4MKrRqi0OsZRGiDSg-N0OeUp/s1600/first5daysofbraeden+073.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459696612371491666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9_PilJNtdNOU_2b9etPekEnon3RIpOEQDq1QtpOcnOa5VHxXyShff1cO5J__Vj5UqfazGxkyOfYSFNzgEbpQaCXdoW1kjHlIvI44crPzlcNiaOGvxlODovvq6iSB2HtRIKVEDBCutluQo/s320/First+days+home+048.JPG" /></a> Auntie Sheryl, Bre and Ella pop in for a visit!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84RX7DH3pgz2cbDxjVnDHFWXB2yIP8mU_JMPWnruWHIrV8fvr-rQsR-kkHzgkS1MkIGyO0_n39uucNTp3xQAQDAEGdKrKC1NtzI5bhjCLdpvMxRpwHCdT4ZxyDEuDs0hBDot6xg0Uemk6/s1600/First+days+home+123.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459696411500118946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84RX7DH3pgz2cbDxjVnDHFWXB2yIP8mU_JMPWnruWHIrV8fvr-rQsR-kkHzgkS1MkIGyO0_n39uucNTp3xQAQDAEGdKrKC1NtzI5bhjCLdpvMxRpwHCdT4ZxyDEuDs0hBDot6xg0Uemk6/s320/First+days+home+123.JPG" /></a> Hanging out with Emma and Nathan<br /><div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM_JYh6nzmDNTArkoKdgwXdZWl6F47jkGnHC4GWxV2KEqV72sqnxEnv4TivSodYru4xDQvuXJuJALoixl7RjMWpMJJRpIbKckF8lJ_czLhWf_EPmGKPZgHMAOW_AIPUw6fD5k7XYTlw5Hq/s1600/First+days+home+083.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459694871147914002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigEKIMRe7pCOsBJmRTKQqWtTD28jXJp93clbmiuyGOcV90AFSne0QK55rOaHgh8IFXm_Ui0U00-ZJOL7bjl2Pz8G0LzqysCCiaW0vW19nXCSKhr-4wlWVzOVty9ebEfC4_8YGQ8RSgT8S3/s320/First+days+home+092.JPG" /></a> Braeden in his special blanket Grandpa made</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQxrREdjlwG93NpS6X_ny5SagKAcwAVn4Y2NpwJ3a52aNK40UBQr2xIjpYIc8UdJ_wQuGV9tjnaDR00jf7M1DmzHjZZqQkGrpzYSQK8aXnbs8SrLX9rrCevok5qebf0PHziJVccnTYH7T/s1600/First+days+home+058.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459694272091826114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBQxrREdjlwG93NpS6X_ny5SagKAcwAVn4Y2NpwJ3a52aNK40UBQr2xIjpYIc8UdJ_wQuGV9tjnaDR00jf7M1DmzHjZZqQkGrpzYSQK8aXnbs8SrLX9rrCevok5qebf0PHziJVccnTYH7T/s320/First+days+home+058.JPG" /></a> Braeden, Grandma, Gracie and Oscar getting cozy</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJQTpuwivV2xXODxuzGted59WsDXYDaJUWv8W4vairU9tVJL9b2PMJyv3r0THgUDJz2EVQxl-SiueCi1YXKCX9yGplmlDy9Pzv_LcJQsDMZeSzOhJyQChQ49VfojminzHdm_r0vIfzAUq/s1600/moms+camera+310.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459693787370372578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLJQTpuwivV2xXODxuzGted59WsDXYDaJUWv8W4vairU9tVJL9b2PMJyv3r0THgUDJz2EVQxl-SiueCi1YXKCX9yGplmlDy9Pzv_LcJQsDMZeSzOhJyQChQ49VfojminzHdm_r0vIfzAUq/s320/moms+camera+310.JPG" /></a>Lunch with Great Aunt Maureen and GG </div><div align="center"><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZhy9KJEPgRvrYTOFJLoqxaFPgeP5GdWTB5EA8b7dPfd_9VpNqsXbMpOdXbn8Ht7r_kKP2i-jxsVugJLUkltF75hlxFWnWu4bFhKu1vO-iBIOEP2kh1CzzcYh9MA7kZYsorlU50Q9Vo2d/s1600/moms+camera+307.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459693776343199138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZhy9KJEPgRvrYTOFJLoqxaFPgeP5GdWTB5EA8b7dPfd_9VpNqsXbMpOdXbn8Ht7r_kKP2i-jxsVugJLUkltF75hlxFWnWu4bFhKu1vO-iBIOEP2kh1CzzcYh9MA7kZYsorlU50Q9Vo2d/s320/moms+camera+307.JPG" /></a>Four generations<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02y2btX11fNTYdbPKc5r6U98EcFmZgnSJUYrSD9Z1-0sl9uDN3uHjQLg7FLAEsGQbbiKaVBGV1ZHnDf5MTce12tUMJ0MpwGuV1vJx3b471CSybsCWzeixQBg_n-XorRFIlwNvPTAs1jk5/s1600/moms+camera+283.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459693037631964674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh02y2btX11fNTYdbPKc5r6U98EcFmZgnSJUYrSD9Z1-0sl9uDN3uHjQLg7FLAEsGQbbiKaVBGV1ZHnDf5MTce12tUMJ0MpwGuV1vJx3b471CSybsCWzeixQBg_n-XorRFIlwNvPTAs1jk5/s320/moms+camera+283.JPG" /></a> Easter Brunch in Spokane </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div>mossellohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07393466693730739117noreply@blogger.com0