tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53538888314303584852024-03-19T06:08:54.080-07:00A-Bomb + Fuzz Make 3Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-13801784316839885232009-01-10T19:49:00.000-08:002009-01-10T22:31:59.281-08:00Little Bugger!Okay, <em>yes </em>I know Bugger in England is not a nice word, but in our family it has been a slang word for over 100 yrs now, due to my great gran being English so.... Anyway, there is NO other way to describe our son, not to mention he is deserving of this.<br /><br />Today we went to Sam's Club and purchased way too many things, being among them, chips. Well, I couldn't fit the <em>large</em> box of chips in our pantry, so I looked for a place that would be handy and safe from my "little bugger". I put them up on top of our cabinets in the kitchen. While I was visiting Adam in our office upstairs, Alexander <em>took</em> the opportunity and went downstairs and pulled a chair up to the counter to <em>try </em>and climb up the cabinets. I came downstairs before he could pull this off. What I saw though, put the fear of God into me.<br /><br />There was a chair pulled up to the counter directly beneath the cabinet where upon the box of chips was placed. I had announced that I was coming down the stairs and my little bugger that is almost 4 yrs old, <em>ran</em> for the hills. I did for the sake of letting people see how far up the box was put him on the chair and took pictures. I am sure many of you can relate.<br /><br />Well, it is at the end of our day and I am tired. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Unfortunately</span> I don't think I will be going to bed anytime soon. Alysia, has gotten into the habit of going to see and then waking up at 10:30 p.m. and won't go to sleep until after 11:00. She has also been screaming during this time. Tonight, she is jumping and completely WIRED! My eyes however, are crossing! It also appears that she is taking to her sister's need to strip, and I had her safety pinned! I need a camera in there room so I can see how they are getting, naked.<br /><br />Anyway, my love to you all, and <em>yes</em>, we have pictures to show, and <em>no</em>, Adam has not fixed the technical difficulties, which means I get to use <em>his</em> computer.Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-48061789153166637542009-01-08T11:35:00.000-08:002009-01-08T11:43:24.243-08:00No pictures yet, stay tuned!Okay, every time Adam does something to my computer, it doesn't work right, OR he didn't put something back on that I use. Well, this time he did something to his computer, but didn't put our network connections back on so I can access the pictures. So, I am waiting until I can get onto his computer to add pictures. Sorry, it will happen I promise.<br /><br />Okay, this weeks battle is with Neala keeping her clothing and diaper on. She LOVES to strip! Yes, that is ironic since we live here in Las Vegas, but she is driving me batty. She of course <em>really</em> does it when she is bed, takes her diaper off, and <em>then</em> promptly pees, or on more <em>lovely</em> occasions, poops her bed. She has had cold showers after this, spankings, and being yelled at, but nothing works. I think this weekend, I will be potty training <em>her</em>, if not <em>all</em> three of my little darlings. <em>Course</em>, my track record with Xander is <em>not</em> great so we shall see.Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-72181544408126445412009-01-06T12:31:00.000-08:002009-01-06T12:46:43.201-08:00Listening to them scream!As I write this, and <em>yes</em>, its a shock I am writing something <em>again</em>; my girls are going down for a nap and Neala is screaming her head off. She used to be the <em>easy</em> one. She would just go to sleep and Alysia would do the sonic scream for about 20 min.<br /><br />Anyway, I was looking at my niece's blog and she is showing all the stuff that she did for the Holidays, <em>including</em> giving birth. I feel like such a slacker! I am however 10 yrs older and therefor giving myself a break cause we were all sick over Christmas. So, <em>no,</em> I did not get cards out, <em>or</em> a picture taken, and the 5 lbs of toffee that I made for friends and neighbors is <em>still </em>in my fridge. I did take pictures of the kids in their Christmas outfits, but the girls were sliding down the couch trying to get down and therefore their diapers were showing through their tights and well, it didn't make the cut. So, I didn't do anything, I gave up!<br /><br />I just got called to a new position in church that well, I feel very inadequate for. I have all of the talents needed for it, but it is not something I enjoy stopping my life for to do, and I am afraid that I will let me, the Lord, and the people at church down. Since I will be in charge of certain things. Since I saw what happened over Christmas, and my niece Kimmie was still able to follow through and get things done <em>and</em> give birth, well..... That just tells me I am right to feel scared about the new calling. I can't say what it is yet, but there is a lot involved and I just don't want to let anyone down, <em>including</em> myself.<br /><br />Later today I will get all the cutie pictures for the past 5 months that we have, posted. Also, I have forgotten how to get a new background on here so if anyone wants to help, feel free. If not, don't complain about it. At least I am writing and posting things again! Count your blessings. Peace and love, out!Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-80508494838476844692009-01-05T09:30:00.001-08:002009-01-05T09:30:48.645-08:00Correction!The snow, was the week before Christmas. Not Thanks Giving!Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-35595295545105599202009-01-04T19:17:00.000-08:002009-01-05T09:27:07.978-08:00Up-dating for me is a chore!To those of you that actually look at my blog, or, our blog; I apologise for not getting this together sooner. I am horrible at letter writing esp when it comes to being on a computer for any length of time. My 3 children, well, if mommy is away, they will PLAY!<br /><br /><br /><br />So many things have happened in the past 4 months. Lets see, first off Alexander started pre-school and then got kicked out because he was and is too hyper. So, he now goes to a pre-school for hyper active children at our local elementary school and the bus picks him up and drops him off and he LOVES it! They also give him speech therapy and he gets to play, so he is happy.<br /><br /><br /><br />The girls are getting big and sassy! Neala has got <em>my</em> personality and if you knew me as a child you will laugh. She has my pout down to a "T" and she is VERY independent, she just wants to <em>do</em> for herself. I have to say though that she is of sweet nature and is usually happy and delightful, every one loves her, just like me. Funny thing is, she looks like her dad, except for the mouth and chin, that is all me. Her sister Alysia, she is a mommies girl! Lets hope for mommy's sake she will grow out of this or that mommy can smarten up and help her to grow out of it. She is a sweet heart and very soft hearted, she even reminds me of a china doll with her yia yia's dimples. She looks like me but she has daddy's mouth and chin. Funny that.<br /><br /><br /><br />The other stuff is the Holidays came and went, we did get pictures before the Holidays flew by, as they did this year. The kids had a good time "Trunk or Treating", esp because they got to hold their own personal lite up pumpkins, <em>next</em> year we will try carving. I just couldn't handle 3 toddlers at once with a knife, call me crazy but there it is!<br /><br /><br /><br />We have had visitors from Ohio drop by in November, and enjoyed it a great deal. My oldest brother Jon and his wife Jodi and heavens! We even got their daughters, Mollie, Kimmie and her beautiful little family, along their brother Chance that I hadn't seen in forever either! Since I hadn't seen Mollie since she was 8 or 10 yrs old this was awesome! Then I have NEVER seen Kimmie's beautiful boys except on pictures this was great! Plus she was prego with #3. Which because she too does a blog I got to see Kai, her new baby! He is beautiful too. Marry a beautiful man and that's what you get. The point is I was once very much involved with my brother Jon's family and since they have moved to Ohio, well I'm not anymore, and I very much regret that, and it saddens me. I love them, and I miss by brother.<br /><br /><br />"Hell does freeze over!" At least it did the week before Thanks Giving at our house. We live in Las Vegas/Henderson area so.... it does freeze. We enjoyed the snow that we received, the kids more than us. We got about 5 in. that's a lot considering where we live. Hope you enjoy the pictures, they are of Alexander playing in our back yard.<br /><br /><br />November I think was as active as December usually is this year. We just had a lot going on and because we kept getting colds that didn't help, so I didn't get cards or anything done for Christmas that I normally try to do for sake of tradition, and family fun. I just couldn't do it all. We did however have a very Merry Christmas and look forward to a great New Year, can't be.... Let us hope it is better than the last. We all have a lot to look forward to in everything that we do, and hopefully making better our relationships with friends and family.<br /><br /><br /><br />So a New Years goal, or resolution for me.... Keeping this blasted blog updated.Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-30781469109191956902008-09-21T11:41:00.001-07:002008-09-21T11:48:23.799-07:00Alexander<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLU8ag5toNfXdtYbpIx1clO5B9Do61xcp6rXxiUVmnLJYZl8mclQ9ZjjOjfWMLU_tWXZzbGQTZAJPK7Ol-TmB3Me6euwj0Sb4BX7BL65bTQhuTNUe_ZWUTyQomdD6j6td1w__Z-3KAWMo/s1600-h/100_1648.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248547415361432386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLU8ag5toNfXdtYbpIx1clO5B9Do61xcp6rXxiUVmnLJYZl8mclQ9ZjjOjfWMLU_tWXZzbGQTZAJPK7Ol-TmB3Me6euwj0Sb4BX7BL65bTQhuTNUe_ZWUTyQomdD6j6td1w__Z-3KAWMo/s400/100_1648.jpg" border="0" /></a> I am such a <em>boy,</em> I make my mamma cry. I can be good, bad, and ugly. Then to make up for it, all I have to do is say,"I love you Mommy."<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHcdaYcTboWdFgoWW1fzWydTSzLbjqyTJ9N8yyBHwnsEhznomIlwyyDcZ4qiixgA9mBNc1zYPhNLF6eMGTxU-nGgi2qDdGmYS5xcIHqMaCk64P4UX1BJBc_jfXPN_7XigDR77c-ywzdw/s1600-h/100_1530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248547427117865522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjHcdaYcTboWdFgoWW1fzWydTSzLbjqyTJ9N8yyBHwnsEhznomIlwyyDcZ4qiixgA9mBNc1zYPhNLF6eMGTxU-nGgi2qDdGmYS5xcIHqMaCk64P4UX1BJBc_jfXPN_7XigDR77c-ywzdw/s400/100_1530.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Playing "Peek-a-Boo" is so much fun!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXpyP1JfrX3etBWY3jXBdsr5zEyoeEuWpQ0kmGJyfFk98MCscHweytp2ftx4vdjK517J1nUobsutq4ASsLVdjdcXwGkCQQNfIBf4CUugd0lfFcB9Z5l-mZQPBxBWXGMJaIbbsUw0VA9g/s1600-h/100_1418.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248547428506398050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXpyP1JfrX3etBWY3jXBdsr5zEyoeEuWpQ0kmGJyfFk98MCscHweytp2ftx4vdjK517J1nUobsutq4ASsLVdjdcXwGkCQQNfIBf4CUugd0lfFcB9Z5l-mZQPBxBWXGMJaIbbsUw0VA9g/s400/100_1418.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Catch me if you can! My sisters can't.Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-28022472044582720682008-09-21T11:37:00.001-07:002008-09-21T11:41:16.813-07:00Neala<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoPAfjgStjwEcK7yYBE6xuOQHcm9sB0BHfcpOLIfvIn_0OHZ0ExyXSvpGc6KcJgbRsWaqKSLm4ej-JRUXYr3MYlTgOIvA21GeHdGHYw-Zn7HOGW_ekFSEKzhcQBFaAjxWuO5Nn708tao/s1600-h/100_1396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248546173636591026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoPAfjgStjwEcK7yYBE6xuOQHcm9sB0BHfcpOLIfvIn_0OHZ0ExyXSvpGc6KcJgbRsWaqKSLm4ej-JRUXYr3MYlTgOIvA21GeHdGHYw-Zn7HOGW_ekFSEKzhcQBFaAjxWuO5Nn708tao/s400/100_1396.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY9tYFpDhK6i5DekTz5X0FxNpnfZ_wzwUmYvTSJp75jBC51rTZcXiKdWfsE0ECV0YxjIJR7FKSqnBhCN3Z0jd1DrwirxygjNpFwLjInXn8uB9z3Jtegks5O4z2OprOXSQ_Cy66aUbSnmY/s1600-h/100_1397.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248545994045641138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY9tYFpDhK6i5DekTz5X0FxNpnfZ_wzwUmYvTSJp75jBC51rTZcXiKdWfsE0ECV0YxjIJR7FKSqnBhCN3Z0jd1DrwirxygjNpFwLjInXn8uB9z3Jtegks5O4z2OprOXSQ_Cy66aUbSnmY/s400/100_1397.jpg" border="0" /></a> The <em>joy</em> of being <em>me</em>! </div><div><br /><br /> </div><div></div>Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-36385766290883058582008-09-21T11:33:00.001-07:002008-09-21T11:37:05.309-07:00Alysia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOO9B70PnY2X7UMT9bbZAD5FTCNrhQ7_hw6KzjtxGsuOPj6rJtScUvuLtu6hIF5h4pVJYCpuF-Wg-Yj3mrbJpTglbz8KbZ37ZZ0h78o49gnJDps3gZ2rDC48MEr_OaQG-eu4bVMo080s0/s1600-h/100_1428.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248545053948156194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOO9B70PnY2X7UMT9bbZAD5FTCNrhQ7_hw6KzjtxGsuOPj6rJtScUvuLtu6hIF5h4pVJYCpuF-Wg-Yj3mrbJpTglbz8KbZ37ZZ0h78o49gnJDps3gZ2rDC48MEr_OaQG-eu4bVMo080s0/s400/100_1428.jpg" border="0" /></a> Happy Days Are Here Again!<br /><br />Alysia happily finding pet rocks at Grandma and Grandpa Walser's.<br /><br />Ahhh.... The freedom!Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-23350580812068592452008-09-20T19:49:00.000-07:002008-09-20T19:53:46.250-07:00Fun at the Zoo!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVV5igGSsaoyO6SvbYfIvh2F5iCJiuDca9W-_jBHtWmLvozX8CT1LDO8AO7vq3R0n8PE8MG8YxPNYTo4WXrjlxhl43nR17j5Ag1LH0iaF7Q3s8qoWi_MPscLEmf-vA_CbEpUneO7X6J-s/s1600-h/100_1687.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248302292292019618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVV5igGSsaoyO6SvbYfIvh2F5iCJiuDca9W-_jBHtWmLvozX8CT1LDO8AO7vq3R0n8PE8MG8YxPNYTo4WXrjlxhl43nR17j5Ag1LH0iaF7Q3s8qoWi_MPscLEmf-vA_CbEpUneO7X6J-s/s400/100_1687.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvuS5TBOfY3Xsz5yvGXmpNkp2bl_cCFqOeHnstvDjFPAQoD98SoA6uNeKEWb4vSArWZShDRIZWN4jO1msM5nY2fnediEmn3Qg-1ZryRHOUi8gI8LzRW9HwzejPv7R6PqVFDYHtiwF7U5o/s1600-h/100_1701.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248302293396390066" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwjKXpzVobwH_uY1LYH_zVmxJDkFQXMg071BTc939by7Hk5C1-lUhoGz1EZSNjqEJ_8kxAC3pH0dnelYwcm4cqxftAnR4LvSv8Ll5zIDOdNijTShodZOZUXSmKIa4sLWcIqiMBe2TY_-4/s400/100_1638.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-47167680477588061252008-09-18T13:06:00.001-07:002008-09-20T19:43:58.895-07:00Family Summer Vacation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_CHkAUeKGyUaSEZTtTk_A0MdNGCg5VGuvpV9vs0t4oOq9_UoRcw3lhvuz6jjziFtNY6UlOHNMk-gx9m3_FSz50P1Obp8uKsInrvGhA1O9IKK1m63Y1_4OknoCQUoVd2Q966bFh8KWmZ8/s1600-h/100_1392.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248299700323212562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_CHkAUeKGyUaSEZTtTk_A0MdNGCg5VGuvpV9vs0t4oOq9_UoRcw3lhvuz6jjziFtNY6UlOHNMk-gx9m3_FSz50P1Obp8uKsInrvGhA1O9IKK1m63Y1_4OknoCQUoVd2Q966bFh8KWmZ8/s400/100_1392.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8BFc46TXSjTtLSpXX01j8NmCk6asGteLNwBOhWUis97rfJKVYtNSD2EfteUHEExy_ut8eVqjbPXQjwIjapI3zekxC6fHkzwAQ6Fl3JCZE_hyitYzyQD7EZVhaI4m50id0CIrLPifg7hk/s1600-h/100_1389.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248299703827702482" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdrUGXEvDKAirjBD8JaLvlUq7J60LiaYbn7O7Y-Yu9waSFxMKWmW6bP0R0l2KcBEF-lg5CMQL1cuVlfUvmoVhHDFK_inUPqfpBbeQUp9BgKSkqz2afzHxN1LDLVpzGje7W94oSvPSbiww/s400/100_1482.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWh8kkpkhjrL8FRt8Vmsk5at2y0jx0n8CcWh0GKDEwLDTITDCmlpfzbqAdMShSko3wPQguV__EARE3l5Ez_EGWiQBurvgqdkpjuCgXvxkLtEraVpOg5KXhfT1J_uRW0woSvw34ixzv4M/s1600-h/100_1503.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248299721486733490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUWh8kkpkhjrL8FRt8Vmsk5at2y0jx0n8CcWh0GKDEwLDTITDCmlpfzbqAdMShSko3wPQguV__EARE3l5Ez_EGWiQBurvgqdkpjuCgXvxkLtEraVpOg5KXhfT1J_uRW0woSvw34ixzv4M/s400/100_1503.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Well, we are back from our week long escape from the heat of Vegas. We went up to Grandma and Grandpa Walser's house in Manti, UT for the most part, but we gave them a break and took ourselves up to Heber Valley, UT to take a ride on their historic rail-road.</span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">The ride on the train was.... <em><strong>horrible</strong></em>. The first part the girls were upset and I didn't realize that they were just tired. So was Alexander, but he was better due to the fact that he was excited about the train. I have to add this, that usually we always get people stopping to ask about the girls the whole twin thing, and tell us how beautiful they are and aren't we blessed. Not this time. Not <em>one</em> person talked to us the entire trip, in fact I don't think people were even looking at us. In fact, the seats we sat on in the train were evacuated by an older couple that didn't want to sit by the crying children. Their loss.</div><br /><br /><div align="left">The first part of the ride was an hour and the kids all fell asleep, which was a blessing to Adam and I. The second part they were awake and NOT HAPPY! They wanted to get down, or climb on the seats, and be.... toddlers. So, as parents we agreed, we will NOT be doing this again anytime soon. The train ride that is. </div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">After the train ride we headed for Park City, UT. Personally, I haven't been there really for years! I was excited to see how much it had changed and, it had. My parents used to own a time share there when I was a kid. My older brother David took it over and I asked if we might be able to use it for a night. He agreed and it was a fun experience to see things I hadn't seen since I was 12 yrs old. The only problem is, we are all desert rats now and were unprepared for the 60 degree temps. Well, Adam was prepared that is, he brought long sleeve shirts, I didn't. The hotel I figured would be warm and cozy. I was wrong! The heating had not been turned on yet and the pilot light in the fire place, was out. So, about 2-3 hrs later it finally started to warm up! I was wrapped up in extra baby blankets with my slippers on and snuggled up to Adam. The kids thank the Lord were wrapped up in their clothes and blankets and asleep. Eventually, we had a good night and were excited to have the Cinnamon rolls that Adam had baked us for breakfast. Then we packed up again to head out for the fun part of the day.</div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">We got to go to the ZOO! When we were planning this trip I had remembered that the zoo was in Salt Lake and just a short trip through the mountains from Heber, and figured that the kids would LOVE it, so we included it. I am SO glad that we did. The girls are young and we didn't think that they would get much out of it, but as you look at the pictures, we were wrong. They LOVED IT! The only part I had forgotten was that the zoo was set on a hill and we were constantly pushing the stroller up and down big hills, and so that part wasn't fun, but the kids were having such a good time I personally could care less that I was sweating like a pig. If the children hadn't gotten tired I would have kept going. I can't tell you which part was their favorite. They loved the monkeys, elephants, giraffes, rhino, monkeys, birds, you name it, they didn't want to leave any of the exhibits. </div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Alas, they got tired and we all piled back into the van and took off for grandma and grandpa's house in Manti, UT. Which they <em>loved</em> to be at because they could run around the yard at will, and play with the dogs. They had an awesome time and now cry to go outside here at home. Which, since we don't have grass and the weather is a little different.... they don't care so why should we. We've had a lot of play time outside now and as a mom, its just fun watching your babies learning and exploring.</div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Here's a "funny" for you. This morning I got up and eventually after breakfast got the kids dressed along with myself, and Alexander comes up to me and says,"Put on make-up now, mommy." I clarified with him if it were <em>me</em> he wanted to put the make-up on, or did <em>he</em> want to put it on. "<em>You</em>, mommy. <strong>Make-up</strong>." Then I asked him,"Does Mommy look better with make-up on?" He gestured around his eyes and said, "<em>Yes</em>!" </div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Aren't they <em>precious</em>? I feel <em>SO </em>much better now. If I didn't feel 36, I feel 50 <em>now</em>. </div>Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-79741309586823943732008-08-25T10:03:00.001-07:002008-08-25T10:13:38.961-07:00Our Beautiful Family!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jHM-RaTBf6scYvlTWwKCC1PfDpPvLEp7LJwIy1D8YZbEESy_x0D3UTP2vxdKbgYrdbNMbVoIN2vXbyfCiq4yKalEXH75GRzwqRkDa1MoWRWVliu-H3QJhydyanwEBlL5uMQMnbNmpj8/s1600-h/100_0903.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503674801839826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9jHM-RaTBf6scYvlTWwKCC1PfDpPvLEp7LJwIy1D8YZbEESy_x0D3UTP2vxdKbgYrdbNMbVoIN2vXbyfCiq4yKalEXH75GRzwqRkDa1MoWRWVliu-H3QJhydyanwEBlL5uMQMnbNmpj8/s400/100_0903.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPakwxSbZ2BgGr4Lt04zxFIFDwnH7emF4QcWO1FHQSAnkzbQWVAaRbZzJ1q6cPNSnJFsZ3Oo4u4XouB5cGtb9hJzqp3rhwCnuK9bfXkbink_pSbp31d5jHMqsnDBuRIN0Oa0gap0TXMY/s1600-h/100_0885.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503678871803154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLPakwxSbZ2BgGr4Lt04zxFIFDwnH7emF4QcWO1FHQSAnkzbQWVAaRbZzJ1q6cPNSnJFsZ3Oo4u4XouB5cGtb9hJzqp3rhwCnuK9bfXkbink_pSbp31d5jHMqsnDBuRIN0Oa0gap0TXMY/s400/100_0885.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuZRLT9m8TJyCl1r2SwDzEglfWWxJTIzsAv6rDY_wUTt6bPKjxA8PQVktayoaIi7sEwaTh-wRv3b6w8ONbJQwq0EoADQMg3FYsxE-gGfw9ZGFSwKFdUoJL3NYhroFzBVBMPjt6Kg3npg/s1600-h/100_0881.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238503689420252594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnuZRLT9m8TJyCl1r2SwDzEglfWWxJTIzsAv6rDY_wUTt6bPKjxA8PQVktayoaIi7sEwaTh-wRv3b6w8ONbJQwq0EoADQMg3FYsxE-gGfw9ZGFSwKFdUoJL3NYhroFzBVBMPjt6Kg3npg/s400/100_0881.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:georgia;">I know that everyone thinks that their children are the most beautiful, but in our case, it's true! Alexander is most definitely, 3. The girls that are now 17 months, just want to follow what their brother is doing and drive me nuts at the same time.</span></div><div> </div><div>Alexander was trying out his old walker, and then Alysia in her crib, Neala, happy with brother's hand-me-downs. They are all fun!</div>Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5353888831430358485.post-71972636683766665312008-07-16T17:05:00.001-07:002008-07-17T16:35:30.281-07:00In the Beginning, there were two.This is Adam and I, wish I could say my name was Eve but... its Caty. This was taken when we were young and stupid, before we had children. Our first Christmas, and company Christmas Party 2001.Catyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06465477940095989433noreply@blogger.com0